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It contains yaoi, lemons (rape scenes), blood, violence, strong language
and more, may be a bit AU. Duo's POV (at least most the time).
Mission
by solange channonix
Part XXIV
THE LAST
Duo's POV:
So, we're married, me and Heero. Who would have thought...
It's wonderful, you know, to have that knowledge that he won't leave me
for some unimportant reason, that most likely, he won't leave me at all,
ever. It's wonderful what we have now, thought I haven't like the ceremony
itself that much. The civil servant from the registery office was looking
at us whole the time with utter shock mixed with disgust and turned his
head away when we were kissing and he was staring at Trowa and Quatre almost
with annoyance, at the fact that a homosexual couple not only dared to
get married, but also to have another homosexual couple as groomsmen, was
it ? Fuck him, but he spoiled my mood anyway. I got touchy about anything
and Heero got angry with me, and so we spend our wedding night fighting,
I don't even remember what about. Not the best beginning, was it ? But
now everything is just wonderful. Sure, I still have nightmares, and sometimes,
I daze off or begin to fear for no apparent reason, sometimes I feel very
guilty over things I shouldn't have, sometimes... It isn't that everything
is that perfect, that everything has gone perfect because we have married,
just that... Heero is with me, and will be with me, and it's a lot better
to face things like that with someone at your side than alone. And I feel
safe beside him, after all, if I was to find myself a bodygourd, I wouldn't
have found anyone better. And yeah, I work at Preventers with him, we're
kind of partners since we informed Lady Une we're married and working together.
She had mixed feelings about employing me at all after the matter with
Wufei, but Heero somehow... convinced her... I just hope it wasn't one
of these `employ him or else you'll die` things. Anyway, three weeks after
our wedding, I'm already working hard on changing Heero's peaceful, a bit
antisocial life into a distant memory. We're on our way to L2. guess what
for...
I chased them down after half an hour of wandering around the ghetto, almost the same I remembered from my own childhood, in one of the blind alleys. Following little, dirty boy, maybe five years old, I got to find a group of children, a gang, like they were surely calling themselves. They were gathered in the back of the dark alley, the youngest and girls sourrounded by older boys, looking up at me with determination to defend them in their eyes.
I stopped at a distance they could consider safe and took my hands out of my pockets, motioning for Heero, who had just joined me, to do the same. He still didn't seem at ease with my idea. Even as after weeks of convincing him he had finally accepted my idea of adopting an orphan or maybe two, even as he had accepted the fact I wanted it to be coming from L2, he was still suggesting to get one from an orphanage, not from the streets. I couldn't have convinced him by saying that those who were in an orphanage were already lucky and going to be adopted by someone anyway, sooner or later, but still, for them it was a matter of months to have a home, to be adopted by a childrenless marriage from L4 or another rich colony, that being a kid from the streets myself I wanted to save someone who had no hope at all. He didn't believe me that there wouldn't be any problems with getting an ID for such a kid on leaving L2, in general, he was sceptical, and I could sense that he would have gladly told me he didn't want a dirty, malnutritioned, ill, messed up kid from the ghetto in his home, if the thought of me being such a kid once wouldn't have stopped him.
Anyway, he would need to accept it, because I ought to help these kids
as much as I could and there was no better way than raising one. But they
weren't going to let me take one from between them with me if I wouldn't
get their trust first and there was no better way to gain it than by proving
them I was one of them.
Heero's POV:
We were here for three days, already. Duo was making friends with those... brats from the ghetto, spending whole days on wandering around the colony and nights on making it up to me. He had gotten extremely affectionate ever since he had come out with the idea of adopting an orphan, flirting with me, pleasuring me beyond belief to convince me to this. I had gotten to know I wasn't able to stand him when he wanted something from me, which had been scaring me a bit, considering his sometimes insane ideas. I had no choice but to accept that one, he was too desperate to deny him that, though I couldn't imagine myself fathering a child. But that wasn't going to convince him against it, as any other reason. He had already decided, maybe years ago, that once he'd have a home and a family himself he would share it with some poor, hurt, homeless kid. I wasn't going to stop him from doing this.
That evening he had come back with something like two years old girl, terribly pale and skinny, clutching her little fists desperately on his shirt and a teenage boy who considered himself her brother. It seemed Duo planned on taking them both... I just hadn't force to argue with him knowing he would do this anyway. The boy, well, he seemed strong and silent, and looking down into his eyes, I could feel we would understand each other, which didn't happen very often with me, as for the pitifully whining girl, let's leave pampering her to Duo.
As he had told, next morning when we were leaving L2, there had been no problems at all with getting IDs for the kids, they were assigned once without any questions. The registery mess on L2 was terrible, but yet again, how could it not to be, with millions of unregistered people living on the streets, dying and being born every single minute, with poored or wanted other colonies' citizens looking for a shelter here and then leaving, not bothering to register that either. I didn't like that colony, the mess, the coldness and unstable gravity due to lack of founds to keep it in good shape, and ever-present human misery. I was glad to leave it myself and just getting glad I was taking two more persons out of that hell with me...
Duo kissed me breatheless when I told him that onboard the shuttle back,
the little girl I had forgotten about all together crawling from his lap
to mine and playing with my holster at the same time...
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Last A/N: Does the last scene leave you with as bad feelings about what Heero and Duo are going to raise these kids to be like as it does me ? ; )
Ja ne !
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