First off I dont own I don't own Gundam Wing though I wish I do. Secondly, this is my first fic so give me some feedback ok? And lastly, there is drug abuse in this fic so if that disturbs you, don't read.

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The next few days were spent completely, as the others kept a more watchful eye on him.

" Well, thats one bit of good news", Jared replied over the phone. " Yeah, in a sea of bad", Duo spoke. " Mc Burgers doesn't pay that bad does it?" " It ain't bad... But it could be a lot better" " Hey. This weekend, everybody's going to Chuck's. So if you want to get out for once" " There gonna be any babes?" " Like I said, everybody", Jared reminded. " Ok. I guess I'll come. What time?" " Whenever. Most of us are spendid' the night before, but you can do whatever" " Alright, later", Duo said before hanging up. " Later" Duo looked over at the clock/digital calender which read 12:30PM THURSDAY in a red glare. " God damnit", He said to himself, knowing that today would be yet another sober struggle. He had to go to work today. His second day at Mc Burger. He got out of bed, put on some clothes and went to take a shower and what not. Finally, he headed downstairs for some much needed breakfast. Quatre had come up earlier and told him to come down soon for it. Sure enough, there were the used- to-be usual eggs, bacon, pancakes, sausage, toast and hash browns laid out on the table for a self serve kind of deal.

" So, when do you work today?" Quatre inquired. " 4 to midnight", the braided boy answered. " Wow, that late?" " Yeah, that's my shift for the next few days..." " By the way. When do you work?" " I only have the schedule for one week ahead. and I work Saturday, Sunday, Tuesday and today," " Oh. We'll stop by. Is that ok?" " Sure, it'd be nice to have some faces that I know around for a little," " Ok then," Quatre finished. Duo got back to eating the mountain of food on the table. Shoving what appeared to be 11 eggs worth of scrambled eggs into the bottomless pit, referred to as his mouth. After breakfast, he talked to Quatre when no one was around. " Uh...Quatre?" " Yes Duo?" " Can I talk to you for a minute, please?" " Sure Duo. What about?" " Well, you see. Some one who has been doing...drugs... for years, can't just stop just like that. It needs to be a gradual decline...". Quatre raised an eyebrow. " What I am trying to say is: I haven't done anything for a few days. It is starting to bother me a lot. There are going to be some people over at someone's house this weekend. Can I go? It is either that or let me go for a day by myself. I'm trying to stop, believe me, but it can't be done in the blink of an eye..." " I kind of know where you are comming from and I understand that." " Quatre, please. Just don't say anything at all. When they ask why I am not home swunday night, just say he needed to go somewhere and will be home after work saturday. That's all. Please," Duo pleaded. " Alright. But we are going to call you a few times. Don't get crazy either." " Thanks so much," He let out as he hugged Quatre. He headed upstairs to put on his work uniform.

Saturday, 3:45 PM.

" Alright. I am going to work." Duo called to the others in the living room. After hearing the goodbye's and see ya later's. He left. He didn't have to work either dy this weekend. He had a bag waiting in the car with all of his needed supplies. He dvrove his corvette behind a building and changed into normal clothes. Then made his way to his friends. There was heroine, cocaine, weed, crack, opium, acid...you name it, it was there. It wasn't very long before everyone was shitfaced as heck. But at about 8 o'clock, just when it started to get dark... *Boom* The door was no longer on it's hinges. What looked like a ball rolled in and a blinding flash, along with a *BOOM*, greeted them. Along with a SWAT team, guns and yelling. The cops arrested everyone there and confiscated all of the "goods". Not long after, it was all over the news. It got clean shots of the faces of all of the stoned addicts. The rest of the Gundam boys were watching the news right at that moment...



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Thats all. Hmm, I finally got around to finishing it. That feels good. R&R please.