Of Blood and Tears
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Disclaimer: I don't own anything related to Gundam Wing (unfortunately.*sigh*), they all belong to Sunrise and all those other important people that -do- own anything related to Gundam Wing.
Warning (Just because): Language, angst, and eventual 2x5 pairing. (Yes, I'm a fan of shoujen-ai).
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"I am -not- going with Maxwell! I work alone on my missions!" The irritated Chinese boy argued as he glowered darkly into the stoic face of the person he was fighting with. "You're the one who usually goes with the braided fool anyways, Heero."
"Not this time, Wufei." Heero's cobalt eyes flashed slightly in annoyance, but it wasn't noticeable, he was always expressionless. "I'm taking care of another mission with Quatre and Trowa. So that means you have got to partner with Duo on this one."
Wufei growled something inaudibly, but before he could start complaining the Gundam pilot being discussed came bounding into the room happily, his long chestnut braid flickering behind like a whip.
"Wu-man! Isn't this great! Q just told me that we're gonna be workin' together!" Duo grinned widely, not even taking heed to the obvious tension between the two other pilots. "Least you're gonna be better then Heero here, you at least -talk- sometimes instead of sitting around working on a laptop 24/7."
"Why have to talk when you never-" Wufei began but Duo had already moved on to the next thing and was heading out of the room to prepare for their mission. Temporarily lost for words, his look most have been comical as he watched Duo's retreating back because Heero snorted in an attempt to mask a near snicker.
"Hn.Have fun." The corners of Heero's lips twitched slightly as he turned around and left also.
"Tch, this is going to be the death of me," Wufei sighed, shaking his head and following suit.
***
The plan for Duo and Wufei was destroying an OZ base. Their hideout the two would be staying in for a few days to lay low in the aftermath before rejoining with the others was cloaked in dense forestry. They were supposed in infiltrate the base and dislodge the information stores first, then get rid of the evidence by blowing the base up. No Gundams were going to be used; it was all going to be manual.
The morning after Wufei's argument with Heero, everything was set to go, he was double checking all the supplies and making sure all their affairs were in order, when he realized the one major objective he was missing.that Duo was still sleeping. Muttering about the injustice of this mission, Wufei stalked back into the safe house and up stairs to the American's room, kicking his door in. Duo was a twisted mess of limbs entangled with covers, the only way to tell it was actually human was the long trail of brown hair that hung off the edge of the middle of the bed.
"Maxwell! Get up, it's time to go!" he growled, only getting a soft snore in response. Wufei took hold of the end of the mattress and easily flipped it up, sending Duo falling onto the floor on his head, which definitely woke him up.
"Damn it! Why the hell did you have to do that for?! I was gettin' up! Geez." A long tangent of swearing followed as he disentangled himself, rubbing the top of his head gingerly and glaring at the Chinese pilot as he replaced the mattress back in its place.
"Hurry up or we'll get behind schedule!" Wufei said tersely and went out.
A few minutes later, Duo slouched into the garage tiredly and rubber banding the end of his hair as he climbed into the passenger side of their stolen truck. "Let's go."
"Took you long enough," Wufei muttered as he started up the truck and drove out to the road.
"It's way too early in the morning for any of your bullshit, Fei." he groaned, putting his seatbelt on. "I mean seriously! Look out at the sky! The stars are still out! Damn."
"For someone who's so tired, you sure are talking a lot." Wufei grumbled.
"Whatever." Duo yawned and situated himself into a comfortable position, which was nearly impossible with the butt of his gun digging into his spine, yet managed to go back to sleep.
'Finally.Silence.' Wufei thought with relief and took out the map to their hideout. The hideout was about a good twelve hours' drive deep in the mountainous forest wilderness, lots of seclusion and the perfect place to keep an OZ base. He blanched at the idea of being cooped up in the truck with Duo for twelve hours, but the braided American would probably sleep the entire time if he let him, which was exactly what he was going to do. Of course he couldn't help if Duo woke up on his own accord either. Luckily, he didn't stir in the slightest for almost the whole ride, there were only three hours left of the drive when he did.
"*yawn* Uhhh.how long did I conk out for?" Duo winced, adjusting his gun holster.
"Not long enough," Wufei said pointedly, glancing at the clock on the dashboard. "About nine hours."
"Huh.well at least you didn't try to kill me," he grinned jokingly.
"Trust me, it took a lot of willpower not to." he replied darkly, briefly scowling at him before returning his gaze to the road.
"I was only kidding, damn. Lighten up a bit, will you?" Duo sighed at the unlikeness of that happening. Not being dignified with a response, there was an uneasy stillness and he fidgeted restlessly. "So how long 'til me get there? Can't be too much longer, can it?"
"Thankfully not."
"Don't sound so excited." Duo griped and played with the radio knobs, trying to find a decent music station to listen to.
'How does Heero put up with his maddening, incessant chattering and constant movement?' Wufei thought exasperatingly as Duo, satisfied with whatever station found, turned up the volume.
//Another dream that will never come true/Just to compliment your sorrow/Another life I've taken from you/A gift to add to your pain and suffering/Another truth you can never believe/Has crippled you completely/All the cries you're beginning to hear/Trapped in your mind, the sound is deafening// [1]
"Uhh, how about something else, eh?" Duo said uneasily, the opening lyrics were unnerving. It made him think of all the people who have been killed in the war, and the unknown amount that he and Wufei will probably massacre at the OZ base within the next day or two.
"Yes, please turn this noise off."
Duo paused but turned it off and went to making unnecessary adjustments to his gun, taking the silencer off and putting it back on and what not. Expecting for him to begin talking away, Wufei looked over at the remarkably quiet Duo and was surprised to see uncharacteristic lost in thought and sadness in his violet eyes.
The last bit of the ride was in silence again.
***
[1]An excerpt from 'Prayer' by Disturbed. I heard that song for the first time and thought 'Gundam Wing', so I just had to find some way to work it into the plot of this story. ^^
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Disclaimer: I don't own anything related to Gundam Wing (unfortunately.*sigh*), they all belong to Sunrise and all those other important people that -do- own anything related to Gundam Wing.
Warning (Just because): Language, angst, and eventual 2x5 pairing. (Yes, I'm a fan of shoujen-ai).
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***
"I am -not- going with Maxwell! I work alone on my missions!" The irritated Chinese boy argued as he glowered darkly into the stoic face of the person he was fighting with. "You're the one who usually goes with the braided fool anyways, Heero."
"Not this time, Wufei." Heero's cobalt eyes flashed slightly in annoyance, but it wasn't noticeable, he was always expressionless. "I'm taking care of another mission with Quatre and Trowa. So that means you have got to partner with Duo on this one."
Wufei growled something inaudibly, but before he could start complaining the Gundam pilot being discussed came bounding into the room happily, his long chestnut braid flickering behind like a whip.
"Wu-man! Isn't this great! Q just told me that we're gonna be workin' together!" Duo grinned widely, not even taking heed to the obvious tension between the two other pilots. "Least you're gonna be better then Heero here, you at least -talk- sometimes instead of sitting around working on a laptop 24/7."
"Why have to talk when you never-" Wufei began but Duo had already moved on to the next thing and was heading out of the room to prepare for their mission. Temporarily lost for words, his look most have been comical as he watched Duo's retreating back because Heero snorted in an attempt to mask a near snicker.
"Hn.Have fun." The corners of Heero's lips twitched slightly as he turned around and left also.
"Tch, this is going to be the death of me," Wufei sighed, shaking his head and following suit.
***
The plan for Duo and Wufei was destroying an OZ base. Their hideout the two would be staying in for a few days to lay low in the aftermath before rejoining with the others was cloaked in dense forestry. They were supposed in infiltrate the base and dislodge the information stores first, then get rid of the evidence by blowing the base up. No Gundams were going to be used; it was all going to be manual.
The morning after Wufei's argument with Heero, everything was set to go, he was double checking all the supplies and making sure all their affairs were in order, when he realized the one major objective he was missing.that Duo was still sleeping. Muttering about the injustice of this mission, Wufei stalked back into the safe house and up stairs to the American's room, kicking his door in. Duo was a twisted mess of limbs entangled with covers, the only way to tell it was actually human was the long trail of brown hair that hung off the edge of the middle of the bed.
"Maxwell! Get up, it's time to go!" he growled, only getting a soft snore in response. Wufei took hold of the end of the mattress and easily flipped it up, sending Duo falling onto the floor on his head, which definitely woke him up.
"Damn it! Why the hell did you have to do that for?! I was gettin' up! Geez." A long tangent of swearing followed as he disentangled himself, rubbing the top of his head gingerly and glaring at the Chinese pilot as he replaced the mattress back in its place.
"Hurry up or we'll get behind schedule!" Wufei said tersely and went out.
A few minutes later, Duo slouched into the garage tiredly and rubber banding the end of his hair as he climbed into the passenger side of their stolen truck. "Let's go."
"Took you long enough," Wufei muttered as he started up the truck and drove out to the road.
"It's way too early in the morning for any of your bullshit, Fei." he groaned, putting his seatbelt on. "I mean seriously! Look out at the sky! The stars are still out! Damn."
"For someone who's so tired, you sure are talking a lot." Wufei grumbled.
"Whatever." Duo yawned and situated himself into a comfortable position, which was nearly impossible with the butt of his gun digging into his spine, yet managed to go back to sleep.
'Finally.Silence.' Wufei thought with relief and took out the map to their hideout. The hideout was about a good twelve hours' drive deep in the mountainous forest wilderness, lots of seclusion and the perfect place to keep an OZ base. He blanched at the idea of being cooped up in the truck with Duo for twelve hours, but the braided American would probably sleep the entire time if he let him, which was exactly what he was going to do. Of course he couldn't help if Duo woke up on his own accord either. Luckily, he didn't stir in the slightest for almost the whole ride, there were only three hours left of the drive when he did.
"*yawn* Uhhh.how long did I conk out for?" Duo winced, adjusting his gun holster.
"Not long enough," Wufei said pointedly, glancing at the clock on the dashboard. "About nine hours."
"Huh.well at least you didn't try to kill me," he grinned jokingly.
"Trust me, it took a lot of willpower not to." he replied darkly, briefly scowling at him before returning his gaze to the road.
"I was only kidding, damn. Lighten up a bit, will you?" Duo sighed at the unlikeness of that happening. Not being dignified with a response, there was an uneasy stillness and he fidgeted restlessly. "So how long 'til me get there? Can't be too much longer, can it?"
"Thankfully not."
"Don't sound so excited." Duo griped and played with the radio knobs, trying to find a decent music station to listen to.
'How does Heero put up with his maddening, incessant chattering and constant movement?' Wufei thought exasperatingly as Duo, satisfied with whatever station found, turned up the volume.
//Another dream that will never come true/Just to compliment your sorrow/Another life I've taken from you/A gift to add to your pain and suffering/Another truth you can never believe/Has crippled you completely/All the cries you're beginning to hear/Trapped in your mind, the sound is deafening// [1]
"Uhh, how about something else, eh?" Duo said uneasily, the opening lyrics were unnerving. It made him think of all the people who have been killed in the war, and the unknown amount that he and Wufei will probably massacre at the OZ base within the next day or two.
"Yes, please turn this noise off."
Duo paused but turned it off and went to making unnecessary adjustments to his gun, taking the silencer off and putting it back on and what not. Expecting for him to begin talking away, Wufei looked over at the remarkably quiet Duo and was surprised to see uncharacteristic lost in thought and sadness in his violet eyes.
The last bit of the ride was in silence again.
***
[1]An excerpt from 'Prayer' by Disturbed. I heard that song for the first time and thought 'Gundam Wing', so I just had to find some way to work it into the plot of this story. ^^