Disclaimer: I do not own ANY of the Gundam Wing characters or mobile suits.
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A/n: Inspired by the movie Ocean's 11. Please don't hurt me.
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California .
The ocean's breeze was his bliss. It was the only thing that had reminded him of the past and his plight.
Although it was painful, he never wanted to forget.
The life of a loner was a sad one and he had been living that life for two years.
At 23 years old, that pain was hard to bear.
He let the wave touch his feet as they danced with the wind. Looking at the sand he frowned as he remembered the day eight years ago.
The memory was painfully pleasant.
A contradiction that had plagued his life.
For months he had been mending deep wounds. Deeper than any cut he had sustained.
But now he had other things to do.
He needed to visit old friends.
** *
Atlantic City, New Jersey
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"Good morning sir," the dealer greeted his player when he sat on the shoe table. The man's Prussian blue eyes acknowledged him and he gave a nod. Hi brushed his hand against his dark brown unruly hair as he handed him a hundred.
"Will that be in quarters?" he asked. The man nodded and the dealer gave him the chips.
A few moments later a young woman in a dealer's uniform whispered in the current dealer's ear. The male dealer nodded and announced that it was his break.
"Good morning sir," the girl said smiling. She had short blue-violet hair, blue eyes and an almost petite figure.
"Hello Hilde," he said. She paused for a while before smiling.
"You're probably mistaken me for someone else," she said good-naturedly. "My name is Christine as it says in the tag."
The man's stoic look prevented her to see his emotions.
"My mistake," he said.
"It happens," she smiled.
"I'm new in town, do you know any great spots?" he asked in a monotonous voice.
"I'll be at the bar at one, sir."
"One?" she nodded. "I'll buy you a drink then."
"I'll look forward to it," she smiled as the man left the table.
At one o' clock, the man waited at the bar with a drink in his hand. He was toying with it and not really drinking. He just loved the way it made waves. It reminded him of the sea.
"Have I kept you waiting?" the dealer asked as she sat on the stool beside him. The man grunted in acknowledgement making the girl sigh in exasperation.
"So much for the first date," she said as the bartender gave her a drink.
"I'm not much on first dates," he said.
"I can tell," she sighed. "But as I recall you only had one prior to this."
"I'm monogamous," he said.
"If I placed money on that I'd be rich," she smiled evilly. "So? Anything happening?"
"What made you think that something's happening?" he asked.
"You never made social calls," she smiled.
"Hn," he smirked and finally drank the contents of his glass. "Where's Max?"
"Finally," she smiled in excitement. She pulled out a piece of paper from her pocket and gave it to him. "Call me," she said and left.
The man looked at the paper and paid for his drink.
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**
Los Angeles
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At Maxwell's garage, everything was peaceful. In Duo Maxwell's terms, it was boring. There wasn't a customer for him in days and he even wondered how well made were the cars.
He leaned on his chair and rested his feet on the table. Sighing, he shook his head just to make his long braided hair into pendulum. He was definitely bored.
"Business is slow," he said to himself.
"Your business suck," a cold voice said. Duo didn't have to look up to know who it was.
"Walking in the land of the living?" he smiled teasingly. His visitor did not answer. Duo took a different approach. "What brings you here?"
"You never wrote," he said stoically. Duo huffed at him.
"You disappeared," he defended as he sat up and looked at him. The man ignored him making Duo sigh.
"Are you bored?" the man asked. Duo grinned and stood.
"Where to?" he asked. The man didn't say anything and walked towards an old Cadillac convertible. "You still keep this heap?" he exclaimed as the man entered the car. "Hey man, at least you should change the color."
"Let's go," the man said and Duo sat on the passenger side. A few minutes later they were in a diner sipping coffee not saying anything to one another.
"What's new?" Duo asked. "Last I heard you had a house on the beach."
"It's still there," the man said without emotion.
"It's still empty," Duo smile sullenly. He decided to change the mood of the conversation.
"So... had anything in mind?"
"The greatest heist," the man merely said.
"And?" Duo prompted.
"I need your help," the man said in great reluctance.
"Say it again," Duo smiled earning him a glare from the man. "What is it?"
"Have you been to Las Vegas?" he asked. Duo almost spat his coffee and looked at him.
"You're going to knock over a casino?" he asked incredulously. The man nodded, his Prussian eyes seemed lifeless.
"So?"
"Why?" Duo asked.
"Why not?" he countered.
"It's dangerous."
"It has never been tried," the man stayed passive.
"Are you telling me we're going to knock over a casino," Duo frowned in confusion. The man held up three fingers making Duo's eyes widened.
"Three?"
"Is there a problem?" the man asked.
"You're probably crazy," Duo sighed.
"Probably," the man said as he stood. Without another word, Duo followed him.
**
"This is insane," Duo said as he looked at the plans.
"This is the Bellagio's vault," the man said as he gazed on the plans.
"If I'm reading this correctly, and I am, this is the most impenetrable vault ever built," Duo scratched his head. "You said three."
"Bellagio, Mirage and the MGM grand," he said tonelessly.
"That's Dekim's places," Duo said shocked. His companion was silent.
"What are we looking at here?" the man asked.
"We need a large crew," Duo said as he rolled up the plans. "A lot of time to plan and a backer."
"Dekim has a lot of enemies," the man huffed. "We can get a backer easily."
"But who?" Duo thought for a while as a smile crept on his face.
"Une," they said in unison.
"One question," Duo smirked as he looked at his friend. "Why?"
"Because I had wasted a lot of my life in pain and misery. Having lost something precious made me realize that I'm as vulnerable as the next person," he said it monotonously.
"I don't but that," Duo said. But the man was still stoic.
"I'll tell you when I'm ready," he said.
"Okay," Duo smiled and lay on his couch. He frowned as he looked at his friend.
"What?" the man said in a cold voice.
"I wonder what Une will say about it, Heero Yuy," the braided man sighed and closed his eyes.
Heero wondered the same thing.
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End of 1
A/n: Comments and suggestions are welcomed. Please review, I really want to know what you think. Thanks.
.
A/n: Inspired by the movie Ocean's 11. Please don't hurt me.
.
California .
The ocean's breeze was his bliss. It was the only thing that had reminded him of the past and his plight.
Although it was painful, he never wanted to forget.
The life of a loner was a sad one and he had been living that life for two years.
At 23 years old, that pain was hard to bear.
He let the wave touch his feet as they danced with the wind. Looking at the sand he frowned as he remembered the day eight years ago.
The memory was painfully pleasant.
A contradiction that had plagued his life.
For months he had been mending deep wounds. Deeper than any cut he had sustained.
But now he had other things to do.
He needed to visit old friends.
** *
Atlantic City, New Jersey
.
"Good morning sir," the dealer greeted his player when he sat on the shoe table. The man's Prussian blue eyes acknowledged him and he gave a nod. Hi brushed his hand against his dark brown unruly hair as he handed him a hundred.
"Will that be in quarters?" he asked. The man nodded and the dealer gave him the chips.
A few moments later a young woman in a dealer's uniform whispered in the current dealer's ear. The male dealer nodded and announced that it was his break.
"Good morning sir," the girl said smiling. She had short blue-violet hair, blue eyes and an almost petite figure.
"Hello Hilde," he said. She paused for a while before smiling.
"You're probably mistaken me for someone else," she said good-naturedly. "My name is Christine as it says in the tag."
The man's stoic look prevented her to see his emotions.
"My mistake," he said.
"It happens," she smiled.
"I'm new in town, do you know any great spots?" he asked in a monotonous voice.
"I'll be at the bar at one, sir."
"One?" she nodded. "I'll buy you a drink then."
"I'll look forward to it," she smiled as the man left the table.
At one o' clock, the man waited at the bar with a drink in his hand. He was toying with it and not really drinking. He just loved the way it made waves. It reminded him of the sea.
"Have I kept you waiting?" the dealer asked as she sat on the stool beside him. The man grunted in acknowledgement making the girl sigh in exasperation.
"So much for the first date," she said as the bartender gave her a drink.
"I'm not much on first dates," he said.
"I can tell," she sighed. "But as I recall you only had one prior to this."
"I'm monogamous," he said.
"If I placed money on that I'd be rich," she smiled evilly. "So? Anything happening?"
"What made you think that something's happening?" he asked.
"You never made social calls," she smiled.
"Hn," he smirked and finally drank the contents of his glass. "Where's Max?"
"Finally," she smiled in excitement. She pulled out a piece of paper from her pocket and gave it to him. "Call me," she said and left.
The man looked at the paper and paid for his drink.
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**
Los Angeles
.
At Maxwell's garage, everything was peaceful. In Duo Maxwell's terms, it was boring. There wasn't a customer for him in days and he even wondered how well made were the cars.
He leaned on his chair and rested his feet on the table. Sighing, he shook his head just to make his long braided hair into pendulum. He was definitely bored.
"Business is slow," he said to himself.
"Your business suck," a cold voice said. Duo didn't have to look up to know who it was.
"Walking in the land of the living?" he smiled teasingly. His visitor did not answer. Duo took a different approach. "What brings you here?"
"You never wrote," he said stoically. Duo huffed at him.
"You disappeared," he defended as he sat up and looked at him. The man ignored him making Duo sigh.
"Are you bored?" the man asked. Duo grinned and stood.
"Where to?" he asked. The man didn't say anything and walked towards an old Cadillac convertible. "You still keep this heap?" he exclaimed as the man entered the car. "Hey man, at least you should change the color."
"Let's go," the man said and Duo sat on the passenger side. A few minutes later they were in a diner sipping coffee not saying anything to one another.
"What's new?" Duo asked. "Last I heard you had a house on the beach."
"It's still there," the man said without emotion.
"It's still empty," Duo smile sullenly. He decided to change the mood of the conversation.
"So... had anything in mind?"
"The greatest heist," the man merely said.
"And?" Duo prompted.
"I need your help," the man said in great reluctance.
"Say it again," Duo smiled earning him a glare from the man. "What is it?"
"Have you been to Las Vegas?" he asked. Duo almost spat his coffee and looked at him.
"You're going to knock over a casino?" he asked incredulously. The man nodded, his Prussian eyes seemed lifeless.
"So?"
"Why?" Duo asked.
"Why not?" he countered.
"It's dangerous."
"It has never been tried," the man stayed passive.
"Are you telling me we're going to knock over a casino," Duo frowned in confusion. The man held up three fingers making Duo's eyes widened.
"Three?"
"Is there a problem?" the man asked.
"You're probably crazy," Duo sighed.
"Probably," the man said as he stood. Without another word, Duo followed him.
**
"This is insane," Duo said as he looked at the plans.
"This is the Bellagio's vault," the man said as he gazed on the plans.
"If I'm reading this correctly, and I am, this is the most impenetrable vault ever built," Duo scratched his head. "You said three."
"Bellagio, Mirage and the MGM grand," he said tonelessly.
"That's Dekim's places," Duo said shocked. His companion was silent.
"What are we looking at here?" the man asked.
"We need a large crew," Duo said as he rolled up the plans. "A lot of time to plan and a backer."
"Dekim has a lot of enemies," the man huffed. "We can get a backer easily."
"But who?" Duo thought for a while as a smile crept on his face.
"Une," they said in unison.
"One question," Duo smirked as he looked at his friend. "Why?"
"Because I had wasted a lot of my life in pain and misery. Having lost something precious made me realize that I'm as vulnerable as the next person," he said it monotonously.
"I don't but that," Duo said. But the man was still stoic.
"I'll tell you when I'm ready," he said.
"Okay," Duo smiled and lay on his couch. He frowned as he looked at his friend.
"What?" the man said in a cold voice.
"I wonder what Une will say about it, Heero Yuy," the braided man sighed and closed his eyes.
Heero wondered the same thing.
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End of 1
A/n: Comments and suggestions are welcomed. Please review, I really want to know what you think. Thanks.