Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam wing or any characters in it. (Although I can certainly think of a couple of things I could do with duo ;) )

I'd like to thank all the people who have helped in the creation of this fic and who have been there along the way to support me. Although as of yet I don't have reviews saying things like 'please post!!! We love you and are dying to hear more!!' I am sure my day will come. My only ambition as far as fanfics are concerned, is to be as well known as people like shinigami195 and Zage, both of whom have been tremendous inspiration. Of course, life is nothing, and is even more of a nothing-ness without friends. My friends are perhaps the single greatest influence in my life and for that I thank them.

Lee Jordan, aka Kerem. I know you will never read this, but still, I love you man.

Jas Fran Nora Komal and Corrine. I couldn't list you, because I wouldn't know who to put first. You guys are the only reason I wake up in the morning and don't give up.

Steven, aka the little guy in the printer. Without you, hours spent in the library would not be filled with so many squeals.

Harold. Aka, the printer. Harold, we know you don't have very much longer in this world, but when you reach that big library in the sky, remember us please?

Jessie, Renou, Natalie, Raina. For being cool and weird and for accepting me even though I baffle you

Mrs Minnet. I know that Mrs Minnet isn't exactly fitting into this category, but I'd like to thank her for not kicking us off the Internet on all the occasions we were doing "school work".

And lastly, all the peeps in my maths class, for giving me someone to argue with, even if it was just me against all 25 of you.

Good lord, I just realised how long that was. Sorry. On with the fic.



The loss of duo maxwell.

CHAPTER FOUR



"Wow. Everything here is so…so…new. Why is it all new?" castor had just entered what his sister told him was his home. It was on the edge of a forest on the family property. It was small compared to the family house, but big enough for a family of four nevertheless. What startled him was that everything about the house, from the doorknobs to the living room furniture to the massive four poster bed, was brand new. Never been used before.

"Your old house burned down. That's how you got into the hospital. We replaced everything while you were away. Of course, you always preferred modern styled furniture, so we bought the very best we could find. You used to say all the time; I like it simple and clean. We hope you are happy with it." This business about a fire was news to him, he'd heard no details so far about how he got into hospital. He hadn't even thought about it really that hard.

"This may sound silly, but were are our parents?"

She shifted uncomfortably and fiddled with the blur trim on her skirt.

"They… they passed away two years ago. Our father was assassinated and when the drove him to hospital, our mother who was in the ambulance, was killed when the it crashed into a barrier." She turned quickly and swiped at her eyes. Turning around to face him, she smiled weakly and gave him a brief hug. "I'm so glad your home. It's been miserable without you. I'm going up to my house now. Your car is in the garage; it should be ready to drive. You'll find a list of where things are pinned to the fridge. If you need anything, the number for the house is on speed dial 1." She turned to leave, but he gently grabbed her arm.

"Wait," he said. "I don't know your first name, what do I call you."

She laughed as if this was very funny, and then said simply, "lady Une."

"Heero, where is duo?"

"Why should I give a fuck?"

Sighing, Trowa closed the closet door and left Heero alone. He might be worried, but he wasn't stupid. It was best to just leave Heero alone right now. But still, where was duo? He had gone out with Wufei the day before and just not returned. Wufei said duo had told him to go home and he'd come back later. Heero was still mad and hadn't shown any interest in the mysterious disappearance of his lover. Come to think of it, Wufei was acting strangely too. Trowa felt very angry, and at the same time all his danger-warning signals were switched on. If only he could figure out what was wrong with this picture. But he had a feeling Wufei was at the bottom of this all. As though Trowa's thought's had summoned the Chinese pilot, he meandered into the room.

"Speak of the devil…"

"What do you want weakling?" Wufei snarled back.

"Where's duo?" by now Trowa was losing patience and every fibre in his body told him Wufei knew what was going on.

"Found a new love interest have we? My my, wont Quatre be jealous?" he mocked.

"I know you have something to do with all this. I vow I will not rest until I find out what you have done with duo!" Trowa lunged forward and grabbed the smaller boy by both shoulders. He started to vigorously shake him until the black and caramel head was flopping around worryingly. He stopped shaking him and his head flopped onto his chest. Trowa blinked and when he looked back, the hair was not black, but blond. Slowly Quatre lifted his head.

"Qu…Quatre?" the blond boy looked at him through pleading eyes.

"Why are you shaking me my love? It hurts when you do that."

"I…I don't know. I'm so sorry darling." Trowa managed to stammer.

"My love, I have a present for you." The Arab put his arms around his lovers' shoulders and started to kiss him as Trowa put his hands behind Quatre's back and leaned on the table.

"Stop, stop!" Trowa broke off the kiss and put a hand between them. "I have a present for you too." He whipped a pistol from behind his back and aimed it in between the blonde's eyes.

"Bye bye love." He said flatly before he blew a hole into the Arab's head. A look of hurt briefly crossed Quatre's face before his features slowly started to melt. No. Not melt. They were changing. Trowa took a step back as this person he didn't recognise materialised before him. It had long blond hair, bright green eyes and a cute upturned nose. Suddenly Trowa realised something. He had just shot a girl of about 12. She was not quite dead though. In fact, the hole in her head was starting to repair itself. She shook her head when the process was finished and her hair fell in shimmering waves of gold around her face. She glared at Trowa out of her shining eyes.

"What the FUCK are you?" he gasped.

"What the FUCK do you think, asshole? Shit, kiss a guy and he blows a hole in your head. Don't people realise how fucking painful that is?" speechless, Trowa just stood there making gagging noises. Slowly, her clothes were changing as well. Before she had been wearing Wufei's white outfit, but now her white trousers were darkening to black. A skirt grew over these and didn't stop till it reached her ankles, where it revealed feet clad in small black slippers. Her top shortened until there was nothing there at all. Trowa just gaped to see that her breast had no points, they were rounded and perfectly shaped, like a doll. Slowly, two strips of material moved up from a flowing black cape that dipped to reveal her back, over her shoulders to meet just below her below button. Here they seemed to mold together, while sleeves magically appeared to drape her arms. They were long and flowing, like something a medieval queen would wear. A strip of black ribbon appeared on her forehead, and a magnificent black jewel glittered in the middle of this. All in all she looked like a cross between a queen and a warrior woman. Turning to Trowa, she said

" Close your mouth. Didn't anyone ever tell you it was rude to stare?" a mischievous smile appeared on her lips as she raised her arms towards him.

Sorry folks. That's it for now. Hopefully you'll want to tune in for the next chapter. Love ya!

Shini's angel