Standard Disclaimers apply: I don't own Gundam ~sigh~ wish I did... *cries really loudly* I love those
boys!!!
Parings: 1x2 3x4 5x?
Romance and Angst (gomen)
Please ignore my bad spelling and non-excitant grammar
Author's Notes: Ok! ^_^ chapter 4 yeah! *struts around* I'm the bomb. Anyway here's my recap for
yeah. Our assassin Duo ahhhh...thank you is now with Heero ^_ to protect him from the evilness that
want's to hurt him tee hee. There on there way to Quatre's and so the fun will start soon. WARNING
LEMON AHEAD!!! not in this chapter though *hides* I'm getting there jeez people patience is a
virtue. So enough of my rambling on with the fic ^_^.
" Hunters of the night. Deny these beasts there tomorrow..."
-Weiss Kreuz
Dedicated to a good friend who lives on the other side of the world... Love ya always Cas...
Angel With Metal Wings
Code Name 04- Leave Me Not Alone
"Now Duo, just stand here..." As the sleek little sports car swiftly transported both Heero and Duo
to Quatre's residence, Duo was having a hard time holding on to himself. "Stay here and wait..."
Shingiam how he remembered that day, squeezing his eyes shut Duo tried to keep his breathing even.
"Where are you going Dr. G?" a small teenage Duo peered through the pouring rain trying to
track the movements of the retreating doctors back. Waiting Duo stood perfectly still, training of
years took hold and he never made a sound even when the rain pelted his cold body relentlessly.
He waited...
Suddenly out of nowhere head lights... Duo reacted swiftly he jumped aside and rolled away.
Stumbling to his feet he ran...and ran... and ran. The car followed him relentlessly, Duo was hard
pressed to gain enough air in his lungs. Soon though the car won out against the helpless thirteen
year-old. Duo was hit squarely in the back. It threw him almost 20 feet before he hit a wall.
Moaning he once more staggered to his feet, blood pouring from every part of his body. The car
hit him again, and again. Duo lost consciousness, but came to soon enough as Dr. G stepped on
his broken arm. "Well Duo we have more work to do don't we?"
Duo mentally shuddered, stop! He told himself, I will not taint this time with Heero with memories
like that that's the past...
"Duo were here," Heero parked the car and stepped out. Duo quickly stepped out adjusting his sword.
Still silent Duo fallowed Heero like a black shadow. Nearing the entrance, Heero smiled as the door
was thrown open and Quatre rushed out with Trowa behind walking more sedately. Smiling Heero
waved and started to call out, "Oi..." suddenly a whirlwind of black was before him. Eyes afire every
muscle taught, Duo was crouched and prepared to fight to the death.
Quatre pulled up short, "Uhhh... Hee-Heero". Stepping back nervously and bumping into his lover
Quatre tried not to shudder. Those eyes, so sad and pain filled... Quatre struggled not to cry. "Duo..."
Heero was trying to coax Duo to put his sword away, "Come on Duo honey, put it away". Heero tried
vainly again, but Duo's training held and that vacant purple eyed kamikaze stare held. Heero
pulled out all the stops, for the second time that day. Strong arms encircled Duo from behind, startled
Duo softly gasped as he felt the warmth surround him. Heero place soft butterfly kisses along his neck,
working his way up to the smooth jaw slightly marred by a very light scar. Almost as if someone tried
to slit his throat...
All thoughts were gone as Heero reached his gaol, that perfectly formed mouth that made Aphrodite
weep with envy. Deathsythe, fell from nerveless finger as the kiss was deepened. Trowa and Quatre
stared in open mouth shock as the other two males seemed oblivious to their audience. Turning Duo
wrapped his arms around Heero's neck tasting that wonderful flavour that was Heero.
Just as Quatre was ready to throw cold water on them they heard 'the voice' "Heeeeeerrrrrroooo..."
"Damn", Heero whispered into Duo's mouth before the kiss ended. Pulling away Heero supported the
boneless and dazed Duo as he collected his wits. "Uhhhhh... Quatre, Trowa meet Duo Maxwell," Duo
nodded briskly and picked up his sword only to brainish it again as Raelene Peacecraft came out of the
mansion, like a ship under full sail.
Latching herself onto Heero she clung like a limpet. Heero rolled his eyes, "Raelene meet Duo my new
bodyguard". Raelene shot a death glare at the black clad assassin, Duo nodded sadly he knew this was
the one Heero loved the most. Putting away his sword he fallowed last as Heero was dragged inside by
a chatting Raelene "So have you gotten over your upset yet love?" Raelene was determined to show
this 'Duo' just who was who around here. Duo watched his feet as he followed the two couples,
Quatre and Trowa shot his curious glances as they stepped inside.
Duo looked up as he crossed the threshold of the 'house' Never had he seen such luxury. Bending over
he untied his boots and took them off. Afraid to make a mess in this lovely house, starting from his task
Duo noticed everyone was staring at him. Turning slightly red Duo looked down "Gomen..." he
whispered to no one and everyone. Quatre stepped forward first to get over his shock, the last thing he
expected from this man was manners. "Quite all right", Quatre smiled "Please make yourself at home".
The five of them walked into the living room to chat.
Duo's eyes were every ware once more as he took in everything at once. Duo walked around the room
hands clasped behind his back as he looked at this type of nick-knack or that. At the far end of the
lavish brightly decorated living room Duo found something he hadn't seen in years. Looking over his
shoulder to see if anyone was looking at him, Duo found Quatre and Trowa curled up together in the
love seat. Heero was sitting chatting amiably as Raelene with her whiney voice and pink dress was
plastered to his side. Duo was very melancholy as he watched the scene. What he wouldn't give to be
part of that group to laugh and joke...
Shaking his head, he turned his attention back to the swords on the wall. Satisfied he was being
ignored. He removed his leather jacket, now standing in tight leather pants and a turtle neck, both
black. Also barefoot, Duo set his own sword Deathsythe on the floor close at hand. Reaching up he
gently removed the long-sword to the left. Unsheathing it slowly he watched as inch by inch the
beautiful blade was revealed. Finally pulling the sword free Duo stared in awe at the blade an old
friend... He wondered vaugly how the blonde man had come y the sword. He knew the pervious
owner was dead, as a matter-of-fact he had killed him.
Testing the perfect balance, Duo sighted along the blue tinged blade. The twin to his own sword,
Deathsythe the sword of death and destruction. This sword was made to be used for the fighting of
justice and of peace. "Wing Zero..." he murmured softly. Slowly as it in a trance Duo swung the blade
easily. It cut the air silently, stepping forward he swung again slightly faster. Soon training took over and
the blade became a blur as he twirled and swung on the spot. Fighting imaginary foes, but with this
sword it was different. He felt a strange sense of peace and contentment.
Suddenly turning sharply he dipped the blade parlously close to his own face, before ducking and
stopping abruptly. Not even panting he became aware he now had an audience. Feeling the eyes on
him self. Duo turned to see Quatre, Trowa, and Relena all staring at him, hesitant to look at the last
spectator Duo shyly looked into Heero' eyes and saw... anger, a deep hatred that Duo thought was
directed at him. Quickly putting the sword back he gathered together his possessions ready to beg
Heero's forgiveness.
"Duo", Heero said quietly "Why don't you go and explore for awhile K?" Duo nodded it was a
dismissal albeit a polite one. Scampering to the door, Heero missed the last pain filled, desperate look
Duo shot him. The door closed and silence remained "Well", said Raelene huffily, "What a barbaric
sort don't you think Heero?" At those word Heero snapped "Raelene, get out!" He ground out. Huffing
and pouting some how managing to look like a sick seagull Raelene flounced out the same door as
Duo.
"Heero..." Quatre looked at him questions written on his face. "I know!" Heero snapped. Standing he
began to pace the floor. "I know what he is do you?" Getting two nods. Heero wasn't surprised. Those
two had also fought along side him in the wars. That's how they became the best of friends. "I know
what he is, he showed up last night in the rain! Rain! He said he was here to protect me..." Heero
dragged a frustrated hand through his hair. "Goddam it!" He nearly shouted. Turning he gave Quatre
and Trowa a bewildered stare "Guys I... I... Love him..."
The couple on the love seat were stunned. "How?" asked Trowa in that quite voice of his. Idly stroking
his lovers hair Trowa watched as many different expressions passed over the handsome face of Heero
Yuy. "I known him before... somewhere..." He trialed off and looked at the two pleadingly. "Quatre do
you think you could find out about this assassin organization? I want to know..." Quatre nodded
sympathetically.
He too had just watched the methodical yet strangely beautiful dance Duo had just done. Heero
continued to pace up and down lost in thought, that sword work it was beautiful... I thought 'my
angel' but the more I watched the more I saw. The training that must have gone into that. All
the pain he must have seen to get that perfect. It looked exhausting, yet he hadn't even broken a
sweat. He had just stood there. Watching me...
Heero sighed, I will find a way to make him happy, it just... I got so mad, not a t Duo though, oh
no! Never! At Duo, he didn't need anger he needed compassion. Heero suddenly thought of
something. "Quatre were did you get that sword?" Quatre shrugged "I was out shopping one day when
a rather strange looking vendor said I was destined to own it..." Quatre frowned in recollection. "Come
to think of it he seemed rather eager to get rid of it, as a matter-of-fact there was a poem or a prophecy
with it..." Heero lunged at Quatre and glomped him "Q ya gotta find that poem or what ever!" Quatre
pried Heero off him. "Ok, Ok..." Heero smiled and hugged him properly"Any effort you make is very
much appreciated. "Well you know-" Suddenly a sharp childes scream rang through the house. "Julia!"
[1] Quatre and Trowa were out the door, and Heero not far behind.
~*~*~*~*~*~
Duo left the living room feeling like a worm. Wore he felt the lowest of the low, the way Heero had
looked at him. Such hate... Duo walked down one of the many corridors and in the house looking at
pieces of art work on the walls. Suddenly one caught his eye, at the end of a black and white tiled halls.
Getting closer to the painting Duo found himself looking at one of the most beautiful paintings he had
ever seen. A large cenotaph stood at the top of a lush green hill, but that's not what made him want to
stare. It was the figures in the painting, ghostly and transparent. The ghost relentlessly walking up the
hill, they knew they'd never make it. Looking at the name on the brass plate Duo read the name aloud
to himself, "Ghost of Vimy Ridge..."[2] Looking up at the painting once more he recalled old battles in
his mind.
Part of his training, learn from the past learn from your mistakes that is if you lived. He struggled to
recall a very long time ago the early 1900's. 1917? Was that it? World War I, that was it the Great
War. Millions of men died on the fields of Somme for a cause no one knew. He remembered Vimy
Ridge, 1917 the Canadian's took that hill when no one else could... Soldiers like me restlessly
marching up a hill never to find peace. Oh Heero! I love you so.
Pulled from his brooding by a sound further down the hall, he drew his sword and stealthily crept to an
open door at the very end of the long passage. As he crept along Duo toyed with the idea of letting this
enemy take his life, when I'm dead there's no more pain right?
Pushing away the idea, Duo shook his head who would protect Heero? Finally reaching the door he
gently pushed it open. The room was pink... Duo frond and but his sword away, still frowning he herd
the noise again. Walking over many little fluffy things, and pink child like toys Duo stood over the cradle
of a baby. The little one looked up at him with massive brown eyes. Duo looked at the baby a long time
the child contentedly crewing her own foot and staring up with curiosity. Sighing Duo turned away.
Not liking the man to go away, the little girl in the cradle screwed up he face and howled. Duo looked
panic stricken, turning back to the bed he reached in to quite the baby. Latching onto one scarred
finger, the baby in pink chortled happy prize captured. Duo felt a tug at his heat as the small scrape of
humanity proceeded to slobber all over his finger.
Once more that sick mockery of a smile graced the grim features of the warrior as he gently picked up
the little one. He didn't know why he did it. But he did. Standing there with the babe in his arms he felt
very protective towards the little one. Like a mother... duo had never had one himself but he hoped
who ever own the little one was taking good care of her.
Standing in the doorway Quatre, Trowa and Heero stood in amazement as the watched the picture of
this man and the baby. Death personified holding the very picture of innocence. Quatre walked
forward, "Arigatou" He said softly. Duo looked up at the blond features bland. Quatre nodded and
smiled whispering so as not to wake the now sleeping bundle "That's my daughter Julia, she must like
you, usually around strangers she cries her head off". Duo nodded and gently set the bundle down.
Turning towards the door to beat a hasty retreat he saw Heero standing casually leaning on the
doorframe, arms crossed. Duo's breath caught as he saw Heero's expression a tender smile graced his
features as he watched Duo approach. Heero wrapped a protective arm around Duo and kissed his
forehead "Come on koi we got a party to get ready for.
The two walked out as Trowa stood arm wrapped around Quatre as he watched the little one asleep.
Turning Duo hesitated before softly asking "May... I visit her again?" Quatre turned and smiled softly
"Anytime he replied".
Heero steered Duo into his room. "This is our room", Heero gently turned Duo to face him. "Is it all
right?" Duo nodded heart overflowing, Heero wanted him to stay. Gently, reverently Heero cupped that
beautiful face, brushing his thumb over first Duo's upper lip then his lower one. Duo reached up and
grabbed Heero's wrist gently leaning into the caresses soaking it up. Heero leaned down pulling the two
closer together he kissed the other with all the pent up frustration in his system.
Not braking contact Heero guided Duo to the bed lowering him onto the feather , mattress. Straddling
his hips Heero ground his growing erection against Duo. Whimpering softly, Duo was overwhelmed. So
many new sensations, all at once but it was Heero and that's what mattered. Quickly losing his self
control Heero was about to rip Duo's shirt off his head when he heard a knock at the door. Cursing he
lifted his head he called out "Yes?" "Heero are you in there?" it was Raelene. "We need to talk Heero
it's important..."
Heero sighed and looked down at Duo spread wantonly on the sheets. Heero bent down and wisped
softly in the others ear. "I won't be gone long, so why don't you rest?" Duo shook his head and slipped
out from under Heero, ready to protect. Heero frown "I order you to stay..." Duo looked at him wide
eyed. "I'll be fine and I won't be gone long". Walking towards the door Heero stopped and turned that
beautiful smile caressing his features "Sleep my little angel..."
With that he was gone. Duo couldn't go against an order. Looking at the bed, it looked so inviting... he
curled up in the corner of the bed. Hugging his knees, taking up the smallest amount of room possible.
Yawing softly his eyelids began to drop, my little angel... Heero had called him an angel. For the
first time in many, many years Duo Maxwell worlds top assassin smiled a true smile of happiness.
Though nobody was there to see, something had been set in motion. Events suddenly took a drastic
turn, and the wheels of fate began to grind.
~*~*~*~*~*~
Not so far away a tall slender figure also adorned in black smiled. The smile did not touch his golden
eyes. "Well, well Maxwell we meet once more..."
But the small figure in the large bed was fast asleep in the arms of Morpheus. Dreaming about a man
with blue eyes and gentle hands. My little angel...
TBC...
[1] My neighbour just had a baby and they named her Julia. I call her the lawn gnome
hehehehehehehehehe...
[2] A Canadian painting I have the poster myself it just struck me as something Duo could relate to. It's
a very nice painting. ^_^
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Wilson: Well here's chapter 4 and I-" *smack anther lemon*
Cas: Booooo!!!!! *pitches more lemons*
D: *still munching popcorn*
Jay: I think were going places with this only...
Katie: Something missing...
Wilson: *recovering equilibrium* SPANDEX!!!! *smote with a lemon*
D: Yeah!
Katie: That's it!!
Wilson: *disappears only to return in green tank top, and black spans* I'm to sexy for my *T's stick*
T: Take that, you henti you totally just put your readers off your story ya know that! *smacks her with a
stick again*
D: Well once more I guess I have to say R&R everyone. Hey ya know I think I need some chocolate.
Wilson: *lifting head from floor* Lemon. Next chapter. *smack*
T: Hehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehe... ^_
boys!!!
Parings: 1x2 3x4 5x?
Romance and Angst (gomen)
Please ignore my bad spelling and non-excitant grammar
Author's Notes: Ok! ^_^ chapter 4 yeah! *struts around* I'm the bomb. Anyway here's my recap for
yeah. Our assassin Duo ahhhh...thank you is now with Heero ^_ to protect him from the evilness that
want's to hurt him tee hee. There on there way to Quatre's and so the fun will start soon. WARNING
LEMON AHEAD!!! not in this chapter though *hides* I'm getting there jeez people patience is a
virtue. So enough of my rambling on with the fic ^_^.
" Hunters of the night. Deny these beasts there tomorrow..."
-Weiss Kreuz
Dedicated to a good friend who lives on the other side of the world... Love ya always Cas...
Angel With Metal Wings
Code Name 04- Leave Me Not Alone
"Now Duo, just stand here..." As the sleek little sports car swiftly transported both Heero and Duo
to Quatre's residence, Duo was having a hard time holding on to himself. "Stay here and wait..."
Shingiam how he remembered that day, squeezing his eyes shut Duo tried to keep his breathing even.
"Where are you going Dr. G?" a small teenage Duo peered through the pouring rain trying to
track the movements of the retreating doctors back. Waiting Duo stood perfectly still, training of
years took hold and he never made a sound even when the rain pelted his cold body relentlessly.
He waited...
Suddenly out of nowhere head lights... Duo reacted swiftly he jumped aside and rolled away.
Stumbling to his feet he ran...and ran... and ran. The car followed him relentlessly, Duo was hard
pressed to gain enough air in his lungs. Soon though the car won out against the helpless thirteen
year-old. Duo was hit squarely in the back. It threw him almost 20 feet before he hit a wall.
Moaning he once more staggered to his feet, blood pouring from every part of his body. The car
hit him again, and again. Duo lost consciousness, but came to soon enough as Dr. G stepped on
his broken arm. "Well Duo we have more work to do don't we?"
Duo mentally shuddered, stop! He told himself, I will not taint this time with Heero with memories
like that that's the past...
"Duo were here," Heero parked the car and stepped out. Duo quickly stepped out adjusting his sword.
Still silent Duo fallowed Heero like a black shadow. Nearing the entrance, Heero smiled as the door
was thrown open and Quatre rushed out with Trowa behind walking more sedately. Smiling Heero
waved and started to call out, "Oi..." suddenly a whirlwind of black was before him. Eyes afire every
muscle taught, Duo was crouched and prepared to fight to the death.
Quatre pulled up short, "Uhhh... Hee-Heero". Stepping back nervously and bumping into his lover
Quatre tried not to shudder. Those eyes, so sad and pain filled... Quatre struggled not to cry. "Duo..."
Heero was trying to coax Duo to put his sword away, "Come on Duo honey, put it away". Heero tried
vainly again, but Duo's training held and that vacant purple eyed kamikaze stare held. Heero
pulled out all the stops, for the second time that day. Strong arms encircled Duo from behind, startled
Duo softly gasped as he felt the warmth surround him. Heero place soft butterfly kisses along his neck,
working his way up to the smooth jaw slightly marred by a very light scar. Almost as if someone tried
to slit his throat...
All thoughts were gone as Heero reached his gaol, that perfectly formed mouth that made Aphrodite
weep with envy. Deathsythe, fell from nerveless finger as the kiss was deepened. Trowa and Quatre
stared in open mouth shock as the other two males seemed oblivious to their audience. Turning Duo
wrapped his arms around Heero's neck tasting that wonderful flavour that was Heero.
Just as Quatre was ready to throw cold water on them they heard 'the voice' "Heeeeeerrrrrroooo..."
"Damn", Heero whispered into Duo's mouth before the kiss ended. Pulling away Heero supported the
boneless and dazed Duo as he collected his wits. "Uhhhhh... Quatre, Trowa meet Duo Maxwell," Duo
nodded briskly and picked up his sword only to brainish it again as Raelene Peacecraft came out of the
mansion, like a ship under full sail.
Latching herself onto Heero she clung like a limpet. Heero rolled his eyes, "Raelene meet Duo my new
bodyguard". Raelene shot a death glare at the black clad assassin, Duo nodded sadly he knew this was
the one Heero loved the most. Putting away his sword he fallowed last as Heero was dragged inside by
a chatting Raelene "So have you gotten over your upset yet love?" Raelene was determined to show
this 'Duo' just who was who around here. Duo watched his feet as he followed the two couples,
Quatre and Trowa shot his curious glances as they stepped inside.
Duo looked up as he crossed the threshold of the 'house' Never had he seen such luxury. Bending over
he untied his boots and took them off. Afraid to make a mess in this lovely house, starting from his task
Duo noticed everyone was staring at him. Turning slightly red Duo looked down "Gomen..." he
whispered to no one and everyone. Quatre stepped forward first to get over his shock, the last thing he
expected from this man was manners. "Quite all right", Quatre smiled "Please make yourself at home".
The five of them walked into the living room to chat.
Duo's eyes were every ware once more as he took in everything at once. Duo walked around the room
hands clasped behind his back as he looked at this type of nick-knack or that. At the far end of the
lavish brightly decorated living room Duo found something he hadn't seen in years. Looking over his
shoulder to see if anyone was looking at him, Duo found Quatre and Trowa curled up together in the
love seat. Heero was sitting chatting amiably as Raelene with her whiney voice and pink dress was
plastered to his side. Duo was very melancholy as he watched the scene. What he wouldn't give to be
part of that group to laugh and joke...
Shaking his head, he turned his attention back to the swords on the wall. Satisfied he was being
ignored. He removed his leather jacket, now standing in tight leather pants and a turtle neck, both
black. Also barefoot, Duo set his own sword Deathsythe on the floor close at hand. Reaching up he
gently removed the long-sword to the left. Unsheathing it slowly he watched as inch by inch the
beautiful blade was revealed. Finally pulling the sword free Duo stared in awe at the blade an old
friend... He wondered vaugly how the blonde man had come y the sword. He knew the pervious
owner was dead, as a matter-of-fact he had killed him.
Testing the perfect balance, Duo sighted along the blue tinged blade. The twin to his own sword,
Deathsythe the sword of death and destruction. This sword was made to be used for the fighting of
justice and of peace. "Wing Zero..." he murmured softly. Slowly as it in a trance Duo swung the blade
easily. It cut the air silently, stepping forward he swung again slightly faster. Soon training took over and
the blade became a blur as he twirled and swung on the spot. Fighting imaginary foes, but with this
sword it was different. He felt a strange sense of peace and contentment.
Suddenly turning sharply he dipped the blade parlously close to his own face, before ducking and
stopping abruptly. Not even panting he became aware he now had an audience. Feeling the eyes on
him self. Duo turned to see Quatre, Trowa, and Relena all staring at him, hesitant to look at the last
spectator Duo shyly looked into Heero' eyes and saw... anger, a deep hatred that Duo thought was
directed at him. Quickly putting the sword back he gathered together his possessions ready to beg
Heero's forgiveness.
"Duo", Heero said quietly "Why don't you go and explore for awhile K?" Duo nodded it was a
dismissal albeit a polite one. Scampering to the door, Heero missed the last pain filled, desperate look
Duo shot him. The door closed and silence remained "Well", said Raelene huffily, "What a barbaric
sort don't you think Heero?" At those word Heero snapped "Raelene, get out!" He ground out. Huffing
and pouting some how managing to look like a sick seagull Raelene flounced out the same door as
Duo.
"Heero..." Quatre looked at him questions written on his face. "I know!" Heero snapped. Standing he
began to pace the floor. "I know what he is do you?" Getting two nods. Heero wasn't surprised. Those
two had also fought along side him in the wars. That's how they became the best of friends. "I know
what he is, he showed up last night in the rain! Rain! He said he was here to protect me..." Heero
dragged a frustrated hand through his hair. "Goddam it!" He nearly shouted. Turning he gave Quatre
and Trowa a bewildered stare "Guys I... I... Love him..."
The couple on the love seat were stunned. "How?" asked Trowa in that quite voice of his. Idly stroking
his lovers hair Trowa watched as many different expressions passed over the handsome face of Heero
Yuy. "I known him before... somewhere..." He trialed off and looked at the two pleadingly. "Quatre do
you think you could find out about this assassin organization? I want to know..." Quatre nodded
sympathetically.
He too had just watched the methodical yet strangely beautiful dance Duo had just done. Heero
continued to pace up and down lost in thought, that sword work it was beautiful... I thought 'my
angel' but the more I watched the more I saw. The training that must have gone into that. All
the pain he must have seen to get that perfect. It looked exhausting, yet he hadn't even broken a
sweat. He had just stood there. Watching me...
Heero sighed, I will find a way to make him happy, it just... I got so mad, not a t Duo though, oh
no! Never! At Duo, he didn't need anger he needed compassion. Heero suddenly thought of
something. "Quatre were did you get that sword?" Quatre shrugged "I was out shopping one day when
a rather strange looking vendor said I was destined to own it..." Quatre frowned in recollection. "Come
to think of it he seemed rather eager to get rid of it, as a matter-of-fact there was a poem or a prophecy
with it..." Heero lunged at Quatre and glomped him "Q ya gotta find that poem or what ever!" Quatre
pried Heero off him. "Ok, Ok..." Heero smiled and hugged him properly"Any effort you make is very
much appreciated. "Well you know-" Suddenly a sharp childes scream rang through the house. "Julia!"
[1] Quatre and Trowa were out the door, and Heero not far behind.
~*~*~*~*~*~
Duo left the living room feeling like a worm. Wore he felt the lowest of the low, the way Heero had
looked at him. Such hate... Duo walked down one of the many corridors and in the house looking at
pieces of art work on the walls. Suddenly one caught his eye, at the end of a black and white tiled halls.
Getting closer to the painting Duo found himself looking at one of the most beautiful paintings he had
ever seen. A large cenotaph stood at the top of a lush green hill, but that's not what made him want to
stare. It was the figures in the painting, ghostly and transparent. The ghost relentlessly walking up the
hill, they knew they'd never make it. Looking at the name on the brass plate Duo read the name aloud
to himself, "Ghost of Vimy Ridge..."[2] Looking up at the painting once more he recalled old battles in
his mind.
Part of his training, learn from the past learn from your mistakes that is if you lived. He struggled to
recall a very long time ago the early 1900's. 1917? Was that it? World War I, that was it the Great
War. Millions of men died on the fields of Somme for a cause no one knew. He remembered Vimy
Ridge, 1917 the Canadian's took that hill when no one else could... Soldiers like me restlessly
marching up a hill never to find peace. Oh Heero! I love you so.
Pulled from his brooding by a sound further down the hall, he drew his sword and stealthily crept to an
open door at the very end of the long passage. As he crept along Duo toyed with the idea of letting this
enemy take his life, when I'm dead there's no more pain right?
Pushing away the idea, Duo shook his head who would protect Heero? Finally reaching the door he
gently pushed it open. The room was pink... Duo frond and but his sword away, still frowning he herd
the noise again. Walking over many little fluffy things, and pink child like toys Duo stood over the cradle
of a baby. The little one looked up at him with massive brown eyes. Duo looked at the baby a long time
the child contentedly crewing her own foot and staring up with curiosity. Sighing Duo turned away.
Not liking the man to go away, the little girl in the cradle screwed up he face and howled. Duo looked
panic stricken, turning back to the bed he reached in to quite the baby. Latching onto one scarred
finger, the baby in pink chortled happy prize captured. Duo felt a tug at his heat as the small scrape of
humanity proceeded to slobber all over his finger.
Once more that sick mockery of a smile graced the grim features of the warrior as he gently picked up
the little one. He didn't know why he did it. But he did. Standing there with the babe in his arms he felt
very protective towards the little one. Like a mother... duo had never had one himself but he hoped
who ever own the little one was taking good care of her.
Standing in the doorway Quatre, Trowa and Heero stood in amazement as the watched the picture of
this man and the baby. Death personified holding the very picture of innocence. Quatre walked
forward, "Arigatou" He said softly. Duo looked up at the blond features bland. Quatre nodded and
smiled whispering so as not to wake the now sleeping bundle "That's my daughter Julia, she must like
you, usually around strangers she cries her head off". Duo nodded and gently set the bundle down.
Turning towards the door to beat a hasty retreat he saw Heero standing casually leaning on the
doorframe, arms crossed. Duo's breath caught as he saw Heero's expression a tender smile graced his
features as he watched Duo approach. Heero wrapped a protective arm around Duo and kissed his
forehead "Come on koi we got a party to get ready for.
The two walked out as Trowa stood arm wrapped around Quatre as he watched the little one asleep.
Turning Duo hesitated before softly asking "May... I visit her again?" Quatre turned and smiled softly
"Anytime he replied".
Heero steered Duo into his room. "This is our room", Heero gently turned Duo to face him. "Is it all
right?" Duo nodded heart overflowing, Heero wanted him to stay. Gently, reverently Heero cupped that
beautiful face, brushing his thumb over first Duo's upper lip then his lower one. Duo reached up and
grabbed Heero's wrist gently leaning into the caresses soaking it up. Heero leaned down pulling the two
closer together he kissed the other with all the pent up frustration in his system.
Not braking contact Heero guided Duo to the bed lowering him onto the feather , mattress. Straddling
his hips Heero ground his growing erection against Duo. Whimpering softly, Duo was overwhelmed. So
many new sensations, all at once but it was Heero and that's what mattered. Quickly losing his self
control Heero was about to rip Duo's shirt off his head when he heard a knock at the door. Cursing he
lifted his head he called out "Yes?" "Heero are you in there?" it was Raelene. "We need to talk Heero
it's important..."
Heero sighed and looked down at Duo spread wantonly on the sheets. Heero bent down and wisped
softly in the others ear. "I won't be gone long, so why don't you rest?" Duo shook his head and slipped
out from under Heero, ready to protect. Heero frown "I order you to stay..." Duo looked at him wide
eyed. "I'll be fine and I won't be gone long". Walking towards the door Heero stopped and turned that
beautiful smile caressing his features "Sleep my little angel..."
With that he was gone. Duo couldn't go against an order. Looking at the bed, it looked so inviting... he
curled up in the corner of the bed. Hugging his knees, taking up the smallest amount of room possible.
Yawing softly his eyelids began to drop, my little angel... Heero had called him an angel. For the
first time in many, many years Duo Maxwell worlds top assassin smiled a true smile of happiness.
Though nobody was there to see, something had been set in motion. Events suddenly took a drastic
turn, and the wheels of fate began to grind.
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Not so far away a tall slender figure also adorned in black smiled. The smile did not touch his golden
eyes. "Well, well Maxwell we meet once more..."
But the small figure in the large bed was fast asleep in the arms of Morpheus. Dreaming about a man
with blue eyes and gentle hands. My little angel...
TBC...
[1] My neighbour just had a baby and they named her Julia. I call her the lawn gnome
hehehehehehehehehe...
[2] A Canadian painting I have the poster myself it just struck me as something Duo could relate to. It's
a very nice painting. ^_^
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Wilson: Well here's chapter 4 and I-" *smack anther lemon*
Cas: Booooo!!!!! *pitches more lemons*
D: *still munching popcorn*
Jay: I think were going places with this only...
Katie: Something missing...
Wilson: *recovering equilibrium* SPANDEX!!!! *smote with a lemon*
D: Yeah!
Katie: That's it!!
Wilson: *disappears only to return in green tank top, and black spans* I'm to sexy for my *T's stick*
T: Take that, you henti you totally just put your readers off your story ya know that! *smacks her with a
stick again*
D: Well once more I guess I have to say R&R everyone. Hey ya know I think I need some chocolate.
Wilson: *lifting head from floor* Lemon. Next chapter. *smack*
T: Hehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehe... ^_