Hilde's voice lingered slightly. There came no answer. "Duo? Are you home?" Though quiet at first, the thumping noise protruded from the pilot's apartment. One, two, one, two. Tenaciously, Hilde realized it was Duo, who seemed to be lethargically making his way to the door.
Duo looked up groggily through the peep hole, and seeing Hilde he staggered backward. 'Hilde! what are you doing here!? Oh crap..' Duo looked down at himself, noticing he was still in his pyjamas.
"Just a sec!" Duo called throatily. He shuffled into his room and pulled on a shirt and pants, before retying the last half of his braid, the top of which hadn't been too messed up. Grudgingly, Duo made his way back to the door.
Hilde sighed and wound her finger around one of the zippers on Duo's jacket. She had that reason and that reason only to see him, the jacket. Once she gave it back.... She didn't have a right to see him anymore, or at least that was the way she felt.
She frowned slightly. Just earlier that week she had been at Duo's, and this had all unfolded. Hilde didn't think it would come as such a surprise when she said those words to Duo... But... It seemed to have changed everything. She hadn't heard from him since then, anyway. Fuzzily, Hilde remembered only a few times when she and Duo had actually been together. There was the one time when he had carried her out to safety, and the other time when she had brought him info on OZ, both times he had saved her life. So why did three small words make any difference? "They shouldn't," Hilde frowned. "There's no reason why anything should have to be different between us..." With a jolt of sudden excitement, Hilde realized Duo had made it to the door. She held her breath.
Duo's hand wavered over the doorknob to his apartment. Once he lay his hand on top of that doorknob, there was no turning back. He had no choice after that point to focus on and talk to Hilde. could he do it? In his brain, Duo knew he could. He could talk to her, sure, but his heart... His heart refused, as though it had been frozen and re-thawed. It was in that way that Duo was so torn, he didn't even feel like he had a soul anymore. He had killed to many, slaughtered in such masses. His hands too, like the perfect soldier's, had been stained with blood. This simply made him feel inhuman- how could he have killed all those people so thoughtlessly? None of them were truly evil. They were all fighting for a different ideal, maybe, but most times it was the same. Peace. Peace was what they all really wanted, though it wasn't necessarily possible. How could they truly call this peaceful? People were still being murdered, every day. It simply wasn't possible to change everybody's feelings, it didn't work. Some men were born for war, some would even die for it, ironically. Some men, Duo realized with a sudden shock, didn't even want to think about war and were dragged into it, dragged to their deaths.
Duo took a deep breath before opening the door, and there stood Hilde, in his dark brown jacket, all covered in zippers. She in turn let out her deep breath, and sighing heavily, looked up at Duo. His dark violet eyes flashed fear, worry, anticipation and control all at the same time.
"Hilde...?" Hilde paused.
"Duo, I came to... to bring you back your jacket." Duo stopped at this, he wasn't really sure what to say.
"Why don't you come in?" So Hilde did. She waded through a pile of old microwave-able food boxes by the garbage can, and parked herself on the couch. Duo's couch. Duo disappeared into the kitchen. 'This is Duo's house....' Hilde sat pensively, and Duo returned shortly.
"Coffee, or tea?"
"Coffee, please."
Duo went back into the kitchen, and Hilde heard him set down the bag of coffee beans after pouring a few into the machine. The machine was about 25 centimetres tall, or 10 inches, Hilde reminded herself. It was about two hand width's wide, and was a soft caramel colour of brown. It inhabited Duo's counter, a wide bluish tile. Beside that, were his fridge, his stove, and his microwave, in that order. Duo's sink was on the other end of the room, beside his dishwasher, a bit ironically. That particular brand boasted you'd 'Never Hafta Do Dishes Again!', but that wasn't so true. Hilde knew Duo did his dishes after almost every meal, otherwise there would be stains on the glass, or plastics.
After setting down the coffee mug in front of Hilde, Duo sat in front of her, and not beside her as Hilde would have hoped. 'We're not really even friends anymore,' Hilde had to remind herself. 'But are things really that different?' Hilde picked up her beverage and took a long sip.
"Hilde... Why did you come here?" Hilde looked up in surprise.
"I told you already, to return your jacket." Duo shook his head, excessively.
"No, Hilde, I meant- Why did you really come?"
*****
First: * Ha, this chapter's up a whole 30 minutes early!! Hehe!! *
Secondly: * Well, this chapter is for all my reviewers!! ^_^ So here they are!! Check out their stories, they're all pretty awesome!! shi-shi ((I don't know what her account is yet, I'll post it later if she tells me.)), Airurando, Seiji Takayama, Little-shinigami, Shining Emerald, Symee-Sama, Lorimlowe2, and selene947!!! You guys are so nice to me!! Hehe, I've never had this many reviews. ^_^; *
Thirdly: * Whoops, I of course forgot the disclaimer. Soo... Here it is! Disclaimer: I DON'T own Gundam Wing... But I really wish I did... I mean... Uh... Please don't sure!! It's not nice to sue people who don't make money and who are just having fun... Fourth: * I'm really hyper right now, just like always, so I probably sound really STUPID right now- but that's okay, since you don't really care, right? ((Crickets chirp in the backround.)) So long as I get out chapters, you guys don't care... riiight? Guuuys?
*****
P.S. Yes, Little-shinigami, I AM very evil for leaving you on cliffhangers, but, hey, it makes it more fun, too!! =D
Duo looked up groggily through the peep hole, and seeing Hilde he staggered backward. 'Hilde! what are you doing here!? Oh crap..' Duo looked down at himself, noticing he was still in his pyjamas.
"Just a sec!" Duo called throatily. He shuffled into his room and pulled on a shirt and pants, before retying the last half of his braid, the top of which hadn't been too messed up. Grudgingly, Duo made his way back to the door.
Hilde sighed and wound her finger around one of the zippers on Duo's jacket. She had that reason and that reason only to see him, the jacket. Once she gave it back.... She didn't have a right to see him anymore, or at least that was the way she felt.
She frowned slightly. Just earlier that week she had been at Duo's, and this had all unfolded. Hilde didn't think it would come as such a surprise when she said those words to Duo... But... It seemed to have changed everything. She hadn't heard from him since then, anyway. Fuzzily, Hilde remembered only a few times when she and Duo had actually been together. There was the one time when he had carried her out to safety, and the other time when she had brought him info on OZ, both times he had saved her life. So why did three small words make any difference? "They shouldn't," Hilde frowned. "There's no reason why anything should have to be different between us..." With a jolt of sudden excitement, Hilde realized Duo had made it to the door. She held her breath.
Duo's hand wavered over the doorknob to his apartment. Once he lay his hand on top of that doorknob, there was no turning back. He had no choice after that point to focus on and talk to Hilde. could he do it? In his brain, Duo knew he could. He could talk to her, sure, but his heart... His heart refused, as though it had been frozen and re-thawed. It was in that way that Duo was so torn, he didn't even feel like he had a soul anymore. He had killed to many, slaughtered in such masses. His hands too, like the perfect soldier's, had been stained with blood. This simply made him feel inhuman- how could he have killed all those people so thoughtlessly? None of them were truly evil. They were all fighting for a different ideal, maybe, but most times it was the same. Peace. Peace was what they all really wanted, though it wasn't necessarily possible. How could they truly call this peaceful? People were still being murdered, every day. It simply wasn't possible to change everybody's feelings, it didn't work. Some men were born for war, some would even die for it, ironically. Some men, Duo realized with a sudden shock, didn't even want to think about war and were dragged into it, dragged to their deaths.
Duo took a deep breath before opening the door, and there stood Hilde, in his dark brown jacket, all covered in zippers. She in turn let out her deep breath, and sighing heavily, looked up at Duo. His dark violet eyes flashed fear, worry, anticipation and control all at the same time.
"Hilde...?" Hilde paused.
"Duo, I came to... to bring you back your jacket." Duo stopped at this, he wasn't really sure what to say.
"Why don't you come in?" So Hilde did. She waded through a pile of old microwave-able food boxes by the garbage can, and parked herself on the couch. Duo's couch. Duo disappeared into the kitchen. 'This is Duo's house....' Hilde sat pensively, and Duo returned shortly.
"Coffee, or tea?"
"Coffee, please."
Duo went back into the kitchen, and Hilde heard him set down the bag of coffee beans after pouring a few into the machine. The machine was about 25 centimetres tall, or 10 inches, Hilde reminded herself. It was about two hand width's wide, and was a soft caramel colour of brown. It inhabited Duo's counter, a wide bluish tile. Beside that, were his fridge, his stove, and his microwave, in that order. Duo's sink was on the other end of the room, beside his dishwasher, a bit ironically. That particular brand boasted you'd 'Never Hafta Do Dishes Again!', but that wasn't so true. Hilde knew Duo did his dishes after almost every meal, otherwise there would be stains on the glass, or plastics.
After setting down the coffee mug in front of Hilde, Duo sat in front of her, and not beside her as Hilde would have hoped. 'We're not really even friends anymore,' Hilde had to remind herself. 'But are things really that different?' Hilde picked up her beverage and took a long sip.
"Hilde... Why did you come here?" Hilde looked up in surprise.
"I told you already, to return your jacket." Duo shook his head, excessively.
"No, Hilde, I meant- Why did you really come?"
*****
First: * Ha, this chapter's up a whole 30 minutes early!! Hehe!! *
Secondly: * Well, this chapter is for all my reviewers!! ^_^ So here they are!! Check out their stories, they're all pretty awesome!! shi-shi ((I don't know what her account is yet, I'll post it later if she tells me.)), Airurando, Seiji Takayama, Little-shinigami, Shining Emerald, Symee-Sama, Lorimlowe2, and selene947!!! You guys are so nice to me!! Hehe, I've never had this many reviews. ^_^; *
Thirdly: * Whoops, I of course forgot the disclaimer. Soo... Here it is! Disclaimer: I DON'T own Gundam Wing... But I really wish I did... I mean... Uh... Please don't sure!! It's not nice to sue people who don't make money and who are just having fun... Fourth: * I'm really hyper right now, just like always, so I probably sound really STUPID right now- but that's okay, since you don't really care, right? ((Crickets chirp in the backround.)) So long as I get out chapters, you guys don't care... riiight? Guuuys?
*****
P.S. Yes, Little-shinigami, I AM very evil for leaving you on cliffhangers, but, hey, it makes it more fun, too!! =D