Hiyas! Heres a fic I just thought of one day. Hopefully it'll be a long
one….So here goes!
DISCLAIMER: I do NOT own Gundam Wing or any characters of plot associated with it. I do however own anything not associated with it :P
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It had been an exhausting day. In a simple, undercover base, the five pilots rested from their previous battle. It didn't help that they had lost. Quatre was sprawled on the couch, his head resting in his hands, as if he had a large headache.
Trowa stayed off to the side, silent as always, but an angry glint seemed to be reflected in the one green eyes that gleamed brightly. Wufei had given himself to the thought that he was weak, and in doing so, retreated back into a room where he proceeded to curse himself and train at the same time.
Everyone wasn't surprised when Heero made his way to the Gundam hanger to start fixing his Gundam with the few spare parts they possessed. The only one that seemed as happy as ever was Duo. In seeing this, he made it his mission to cheer them up. He didn't like the frowns and anger.
Stepping forward he crouched by Quatre, "Hey Quatre. I thought you were the nice guy 'round here! Why don't you and me cheer these other guys up? I mean like, it's not the end of the world. We lost once, everyone makes mistakes you know! Remember that time when we accidentally destroyed all those pacifists? We got over that! Cheer up."
Quatre slowly shifted his head to let his crystal blue gaze fall on the comical face that belonged to Duo. Oddly, anger flickered through his eyes and he slammed a hand forward, sending Duo sprawling, "Get away from me."
Duo's mouth gaped open, "Well exxxccuusseee me." He turned and walked off, grumbling, "That wasn't like Quatre…" He made his way towards Trowa. "Trowa.. Why so glum buddy?" Trowa just stared ahead. "Oh right. I get the silent treatment huh? Well I can do that too!" He gave a grin and flung himself into a lean against the wall, falling silent.
Five minutes later, Duo burst out, "How do you DO it?" he yelled, and burst out laughing. Trowa's gaze shifted into a glare, "Get away from me." His words were calm, a touch of coldness to them. Duo backed down, worriment flickering in her deep violet eyes. She turned and walked off, "This is weird.. Trowa's even angry… And he never looses his cool."
With a slight jaunt to his step, determined to make this better, he made his way to where Wufei was situated. He opened the door, letting light fall upon the dark room. He heard a few curses and stepped in, flicking on the light. Wufei was in the corner, his face angry as he worked on lifting those mini weights with each hand.
"Hey Wufei?" He didn't glance up. Duo made his way into the room and stopped in front of him, "What were you doing working in the dark?" Again, no answer. Duo waved his hand in front of Wufei's face and grinned. Leaping at him with a resounding BOO, he grasped Wufei's shoulders and shook him.
Wufei's face turned a shade of angry crimson. Dropping the weight's he launched himself at Duo, slamming him to the ground and giving him a punch to the face. Shocked, Duo just laid there.. Wufei stood up, grabbing Duo by the collar of his shirt and dragged him to the door where he promptly shoved him out and slammed the door behind him.
Duo stood there, a hand to his swollen cheek, "What in the hell…." No one was acting like themselves anymore… Could this battle have really screwed them up? He headed for the Gundam hanger where he found Heero sitting on his Gundam and typing into his laptop.
Hoping to try and cheer him up, no matter how impossible it would be, Duo leapt up and sat beside him, "Heyas buddy." Heero continued to type on his computer. "Messed up over that mission?" No answer. Duo continued to babble, "Everyone is. I mean, sigh…I am to ya know? But ya gotta cheer up and think of happy things!" He grinned.
"Shut….Up….Baka." Duo flinched at those words, feeling more vulnerable than before. He blinked and grinned, "Hey, maybe I am! But that doesn't stop me from being happy! Cheer up." "hero continued typing on his laptop. Obviously mad, since he, the Perfect soldier never failed a mission, he typed viciously.
Duo watched, "Whatcha doin?" He grumbled with a grin, peeking over Heero's shoulder in a most annoying way. Heero paused a moment, reaching down and grabbing his gun and pointing it directly into duo's face, "Leave….Or Omae o Kuroso[sp?]." And he fell silent, Prussian blue eyes glittering dangerously.
Then something happened. Something no one would ever suspect. Duo twitched, eyes shutting, hands raising to hold his head. He grew still before his eyes suddenly snapped back open, a red blaze to them. "WHAT IN THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU?!?!" He screamed, but that wasn't the end.
"I TRY my HARDEST to keep all of YOU happy and what do you DO? YOU REPAY ME BY EITHER THREATENING TO KILL ME. YELLING AT ME OR SHOVING ME AWAY!" Heero watched, an odd, confused expression crossing his face.
"I'M FED UP! Do you think I don't CARE?!?! Do you think happy, go-lucky DUO doesn't have PROBLEMS?! Do any of YOU try to help me out? NO! I give and give and give and NO ONE EVER gives back! I'm SICK OF ALL OF YOU!" he grabbed his head and let loose a furious yell. Leaping off Heero's Gundam, he ran out of the building.
Heero was still on his Gundam, gun pointed forward, confusion drawn tight upon his face. The Perfect Soldier had no idea what had just taken place. Quatre, Trowa and Wufei ran up, and they all stopped and stared at Heero. He snapped back and lowering his gun, turned towards them.
Quatre was the first to speak, his voice tentative, "What happened? We heard screaming.." "Duo's gone." Heero slowly slid off his Gundam to the ground. "He is? Where'd he go?" Quatre's eyes shimmered with worry. "I do not know. He was annoying me. I threatened to kill him if he didn't leave me alone. He then proceeded to blow up in my face, screaming and yelling something about no one appreciating him."
Everyone froze in silence. Then their gaze riveted on Quatre, who sank to his knees, "It's my fault.." He whispered, "I shoved him away when he was only trying to help." Trowa placed a hand on his shoulder, "I did as well.. It's not your fault… Besides, you don't know.. he might have gone off on a simple walk."
Wufei snorted, "That baka needs to control his temper." "He's never had a temper.." Quatre mumbled.. "He's kept it locked up inside.." Trowa whispered and glanced upwards for no apparent reason. Everyone collapsed back into silence, before Quatre piped up, "I guess we should wait and see if he comes back."
They all nodded an agreement. Wufei stomped back off to his room, and Trowa and Quatre left back to their former positions. Heero grunted and leapt back onto his Gundam, to resume typing at his computer. For a split second, he was worried about Duo and his strange behavior. It subsided. The Perfect Soldier did not worry.
Night fell. Quatre was in the kitchen, making dinner with halfhearted gestures. He was worried. Time continued to pass, and they all sat down and ate, all except for Heero. He stayed out near his Gundam.
"Don't worry.. He'll be back." Trowa said quietly, sensing Quatre's worry and discomfort. Minutes continued to pass, and minutes became hours. It was late, and everyone proceeded to their rooms, to gain sleep. All except Heero.
Quatre tossed and turned in his covers, his worries increasing. It wasn't like Duo.. And now Quatre felt as if he had caused it all.. He shouldn't have shoved Duo away! After all, he was only trying to help.. Finally, Quatre elapsed into sleep.
Heero stayed and worked efficiently on his Gundam until it was complete. And then he just sat on it's torso, staring forward and thinking. It was unusual for him to do this. As unusual as it was for Duo to blow up.. To explode in such fury. Heero wondered exactly what Duo was up to.. Yes, Heero. wondered.
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Duo didn't know what was happening. Only that a violent rage had enveloped him. He was vaguely aware of returning to his room and grabbing all the firearms he possessed, throwing them into his backpack and stomping out.
All he knew was that he was tired of this shit. Tired of all the people taking him for granted. After all, he had feelings too. It seemed no one cared for his life. For the life he's lived through! The fact that he has no family, and all which were dear to him are now gone.
Eyes bloodshot, chest heaving in fury, he knew he had to get back at them. Get back at these people. To get back at ANYONE for all he cared. They should feel the suffering that he has felt.. And then….Maybe they would finally realize he was alive too.. That he was here! That he wasn't just a braided, joking baka. That he was REAL.
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Quatre opened his eyes to the sound of birds chirping. Sunlight streamed in through the window that occopupied his small room. He leapt up, having slept in his clothes and just walked out of his room and into the main rooms near it.
There he found Trowa leaning in one corner, and Heero at the table, typing away at his laptop. From shouts outside, he guessed Wufei was working out. "Is Duo back yet?" He asked softly. Trowa shook his head, "I checked his room. It was torn up a bit, and all his firearms and other destructive things were gone."
Quatre dropped his head, "What could he be thinking? This is all my fault." "Correction. It is all of our faults. All this time we have taken him for granted, ignored him and shoved him away when he was only trying to cheer us up." Trowa leaned forward, "We all caused this."
"What do you think he'll do Trowa?" Quatre asked, a worried tone in his voice, which quivered as he spoke. "I don't know." Was Trowa's reply. Heero grunted from the laptop, "That baka will only get himself in trouble. We should find him and drag him back here."
Quatre nodded, "We need to talk to him and show him we do care." Wufei took that time to walk in, "We were kind of rough on him.." Quatre and Trowa blinked at Wufei in shock.. He had actually apologized.. And apologized about being mean to DUO of all people. They shook off their shock.
"Where do you suggest we look Heero?" Quatre inquired as he set about making a quick breakfast. "Since we are wanted by OZ, I doubt he'll go into the open. Perhaps we should check the nearby woods." He said, without a glance up from his laptop.
Trowa sat down at the table, "Sounds good to me." Breakfast was quick, consisting of bagels, toast, milk and muffins. Even Heero ate, even though all he did was chew on half a bagel and take a sip of his milk. After cleaning things up, they went outside, ready to search.
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Yeah, daz it for the first chapter. I hope you likies. If you review, I'll put up the next chapter okies? I'm just asking for a few measly reviews that take like, 2 seconds to write! PPPLLLLEEEAAASSSSEEE gimme a review! Heh… Well look forward to the next chapter [if you review :P] I hope you likied this one! Bai bai now!
DISCLAIMER: I do NOT own Gundam Wing or any characters of plot associated with it. I do however own anything not associated with it :P
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It had been an exhausting day. In a simple, undercover base, the five pilots rested from their previous battle. It didn't help that they had lost. Quatre was sprawled on the couch, his head resting in his hands, as if he had a large headache.
Trowa stayed off to the side, silent as always, but an angry glint seemed to be reflected in the one green eyes that gleamed brightly. Wufei had given himself to the thought that he was weak, and in doing so, retreated back into a room where he proceeded to curse himself and train at the same time.
Everyone wasn't surprised when Heero made his way to the Gundam hanger to start fixing his Gundam with the few spare parts they possessed. The only one that seemed as happy as ever was Duo. In seeing this, he made it his mission to cheer them up. He didn't like the frowns and anger.
Stepping forward he crouched by Quatre, "Hey Quatre. I thought you were the nice guy 'round here! Why don't you and me cheer these other guys up? I mean like, it's not the end of the world. We lost once, everyone makes mistakes you know! Remember that time when we accidentally destroyed all those pacifists? We got over that! Cheer up."
Quatre slowly shifted his head to let his crystal blue gaze fall on the comical face that belonged to Duo. Oddly, anger flickered through his eyes and he slammed a hand forward, sending Duo sprawling, "Get away from me."
Duo's mouth gaped open, "Well exxxccuusseee me." He turned and walked off, grumbling, "That wasn't like Quatre…" He made his way towards Trowa. "Trowa.. Why so glum buddy?" Trowa just stared ahead. "Oh right. I get the silent treatment huh? Well I can do that too!" He gave a grin and flung himself into a lean against the wall, falling silent.
Five minutes later, Duo burst out, "How do you DO it?" he yelled, and burst out laughing. Trowa's gaze shifted into a glare, "Get away from me." His words were calm, a touch of coldness to them. Duo backed down, worriment flickering in her deep violet eyes. She turned and walked off, "This is weird.. Trowa's even angry… And he never looses his cool."
With a slight jaunt to his step, determined to make this better, he made his way to where Wufei was situated. He opened the door, letting light fall upon the dark room. He heard a few curses and stepped in, flicking on the light. Wufei was in the corner, his face angry as he worked on lifting those mini weights with each hand.
"Hey Wufei?" He didn't glance up. Duo made his way into the room and stopped in front of him, "What were you doing working in the dark?" Again, no answer. Duo waved his hand in front of Wufei's face and grinned. Leaping at him with a resounding BOO, he grasped Wufei's shoulders and shook him.
Wufei's face turned a shade of angry crimson. Dropping the weight's he launched himself at Duo, slamming him to the ground and giving him a punch to the face. Shocked, Duo just laid there.. Wufei stood up, grabbing Duo by the collar of his shirt and dragged him to the door where he promptly shoved him out and slammed the door behind him.
Duo stood there, a hand to his swollen cheek, "What in the hell…." No one was acting like themselves anymore… Could this battle have really screwed them up? He headed for the Gundam hanger where he found Heero sitting on his Gundam and typing into his laptop.
Hoping to try and cheer him up, no matter how impossible it would be, Duo leapt up and sat beside him, "Heyas buddy." Heero continued to type on his computer. "Messed up over that mission?" No answer. Duo continued to babble, "Everyone is. I mean, sigh…I am to ya know? But ya gotta cheer up and think of happy things!" He grinned.
"Shut….Up….Baka." Duo flinched at those words, feeling more vulnerable than before. He blinked and grinned, "Hey, maybe I am! But that doesn't stop me from being happy! Cheer up." "hero continued typing on his laptop. Obviously mad, since he, the Perfect soldier never failed a mission, he typed viciously.
Duo watched, "Whatcha doin?" He grumbled with a grin, peeking over Heero's shoulder in a most annoying way. Heero paused a moment, reaching down and grabbing his gun and pointing it directly into duo's face, "Leave….Or Omae o Kuroso[sp?]." And he fell silent, Prussian blue eyes glittering dangerously.
Then something happened. Something no one would ever suspect. Duo twitched, eyes shutting, hands raising to hold his head. He grew still before his eyes suddenly snapped back open, a red blaze to them. "WHAT IN THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU?!?!" He screamed, but that wasn't the end.
"I TRY my HARDEST to keep all of YOU happy and what do you DO? YOU REPAY ME BY EITHER THREATENING TO KILL ME. YELLING AT ME OR SHOVING ME AWAY!" Heero watched, an odd, confused expression crossing his face.
"I'M FED UP! Do you think I don't CARE?!?! Do you think happy, go-lucky DUO doesn't have PROBLEMS?! Do any of YOU try to help me out? NO! I give and give and give and NO ONE EVER gives back! I'm SICK OF ALL OF YOU!" he grabbed his head and let loose a furious yell. Leaping off Heero's Gundam, he ran out of the building.
Heero was still on his Gundam, gun pointed forward, confusion drawn tight upon his face. The Perfect Soldier had no idea what had just taken place. Quatre, Trowa and Wufei ran up, and they all stopped and stared at Heero. He snapped back and lowering his gun, turned towards them.
Quatre was the first to speak, his voice tentative, "What happened? We heard screaming.." "Duo's gone." Heero slowly slid off his Gundam to the ground. "He is? Where'd he go?" Quatre's eyes shimmered with worry. "I do not know. He was annoying me. I threatened to kill him if he didn't leave me alone. He then proceeded to blow up in my face, screaming and yelling something about no one appreciating him."
Everyone froze in silence. Then their gaze riveted on Quatre, who sank to his knees, "It's my fault.." He whispered, "I shoved him away when he was only trying to help." Trowa placed a hand on his shoulder, "I did as well.. It's not your fault… Besides, you don't know.. he might have gone off on a simple walk."
Wufei snorted, "That baka needs to control his temper." "He's never had a temper.." Quatre mumbled.. "He's kept it locked up inside.." Trowa whispered and glanced upwards for no apparent reason. Everyone collapsed back into silence, before Quatre piped up, "I guess we should wait and see if he comes back."
They all nodded an agreement. Wufei stomped back off to his room, and Trowa and Quatre left back to their former positions. Heero grunted and leapt back onto his Gundam, to resume typing at his computer. For a split second, he was worried about Duo and his strange behavior. It subsided. The Perfect Soldier did not worry.
Night fell. Quatre was in the kitchen, making dinner with halfhearted gestures. He was worried. Time continued to pass, and they all sat down and ate, all except for Heero. He stayed out near his Gundam.
"Don't worry.. He'll be back." Trowa said quietly, sensing Quatre's worry and discomfort. Minutes continued to pass, and minutes became hours. It was late, and everyone proceeded to their rooms, to gain sleep. All except Heero.
Quatre tossed and turned in his covers, his worries increasing. It wasn't like Duo.. And now Quatre felt as if he had caused it all.. He shouldn't have shoved Duo away! After all, he was only trying to help.. Finally, Quatre elapsed into sleep.
Heero stayed and worked efficiently on his Gundam until it was complete. And then he just sat on it's torso, staring forward and thinking. It was unusual for him to do this. As unusual as it was for Duo to blow up.. To explode in such fury. Heero wondered exactly what Duo was up to.. Yes, Heero. wondered.
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Duo didn't know what was happening. Only that a violent rage had enveloped him. He was vaguely aware of returning to his room and grabbing all the firearms he possessed, throwing them into his backpack and stomping out.
All he knew was that he was tired of this shit. Tired of all the people taking him for granted. After all, he had feelings too. It seemed no one cared for his life. For the life he's lived through! The fact that he has no family, and all which were dear to him are now gone.
Eyes bloodshot, chest heaving in fury, he knew he had to get back at them. Get back at these people. To get back at ANYONE for all he cared. They should feel the suffering that he has felt.. And then….Maybe they would finally realize he was alive too.. That he was here! That he wasn't just a braided, joking baka. That he was REAL.
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Quatre opened his eyes to the sound of birds chirping. Sunlight streamed in through the window that occopupied his small room. He leapt up, having slept in his clothes and just walked out of his room and into the main rooms near it.
There he found Trowa leaning in one corner, and Heero at the table, typing away at his laptop. From shouts outside, he guessed Wufei was working out. "Is Duo back yet?" He asked softly. Trowa shook his head, "I checked his room. It was torn up a bit, and all his firearms and other destructive things were gone."
Quatre dropped his head, "What could he be thinking? This is all my fault." "Correction. It is all of our faults. All this time we have taken him for granted, ignored him and shoved him away when he was only trying to cheer us up." Trowa leaned forward, "We all caused this."
"What do you think he'll do Trowa?" Quatre asked, a worried tone in his voice, which quivered as he spoke. "I don't know." Was Trowa's reply. Heero grunted from the laptop, "That baka will only get himself in trouble. We should find him and drag him back here."
Quatre nodded, "We need to talk to him and show him we do care." Wufei took that time to walk in, "We were kind of rough on him.." Quatre and Trowa blinked at Wufei in shock.. He had actually apologized.. And apologized about being mean to DUO of all people. They shook off their shock.
"Where do you suggest we look Heero?" Quatre inquired as he set about making a quick breakfast. "Since we are wanted by OZ, I doubt he'll go into the open. Perhaps we should check the nearby woods." He said, without a glance up from his laptop.
Trowa sat down at the table, "Sounds good to me." Breakfast was quick, consisting of bagels, toast, milk and muffins. Even Heero ate, even though all he did was chew on half a bagel and take a sip of his milk. After cleaning things up, they went outside, ready to search.
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Yeah, daz it for the first chapter. I hope you likies. If you review, I'll put up the next chapter okies? I'm just asking for a few measly reviews that take like, 2 seconds to write! PPPLLLLEEEAAASSSSEEE gimme a review! Heh… Well look forward to the next chapter [if you review :P] I hope you likied this one! Bai bai now!