Two Different Worlds

Part 1: When a Country star meets a gangster

Warnings: Language, AU, OOC, silliness, bastardization, evil younger
sister(by the way she resembles Relena), excessive humor, southern
lauguage, alot of rapper slang(which will be translated), and lime.

Pairings: Established 3x4, developing 1x2, but it stays purely 1+2 for a
while.

Disclaimers: I do not own Gundam Wing, Eminem, or Kenny Chesney. *pouts*
Don't sue, I have nothing to give.

Duo's thoughts
//....// Heero's thoughts

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"Quatre, ain't cha' got my limo?" Duo yelled into his cell phone.

"I'm so sorry Duo, the limo driver called and he cannot drive you, his limo broke down," Quatre replied firmly; awaiting Duo to blow up. "You'll have to drive my Blazer."

"Blazer?" Duo caught himself scratching his head.

"My SUV, it's out in the parking lot, the keys are under the bumper," Quatre informed, expecting a negative reaction.

"Ok, Quatre, I'm ma' get there aight?" Duo stated. He was beaming, not because he got to drive the car, but because it was the last concert of his tour. Now, he would be able to go home and see Mama and the rest of his family. But, he had to focus now, the last concert of the 2003 spring tour, here in Detroit.

Duo walked out to Quatre's SUV, he got the keys out from under the bumper, and then he started the car and left the hotel.

The traffic was bad. They were all probably flocking to his concert. He was stuck behind alot of cars when it hit him to take a shortcut. He wasn't going anywhere, so he didn't see the problem. Of course he saw the problem after he took the shortcut: It led him through the bad part of town. He knew this wasn't good, so he tried to go quickly through that little stretch of road.

Of course he ended up slowing down after seeing a fight on the sidewalk. It was five guys against one. And Duo, of course being a country boy had no idea what was happening. He thought it would be no more than a simple bar fight at midnight on a Saturday night.

He got out of the SUV and straightened his hat. He looked furious. He walked up to a chinese man that looked about his age.

"What are ya'll doin to that man over here?"

"Nizel{1},(it means nigger in rapper slang) you better get yo' white southern bred ass out of here, before we get you too!"

Duo didn't move, nor did he answer, he just looked over at that boy getting beat by those guys. He looked sort of asian, Japanese perhaps. He was being held by three guys,(he must have been strong taking three to hold him) and beat by the other two.

Duo didn't think, he acted on instinct, he ran over to save the boy. He beat all five of the guys with no effort really.

"Ya' alright?" Duo asked extending his hand out to help the unknown boy up. The boy grabbed his hand and got up.

"Why you comin' round here, damn nizel! I don't need your fucking help!" the boy replied.

Duo caught a glimpse of the boy's face, and he fell in love, he knew it was meant to be. He blushed as he realized they were still holding hands. He pulled his hand back. "I was just helping you."

"If you wan' help a brotha' out, you would left me the hell alone!"

"Hey, sorry," Duo admitted. "I'm gon' be late, I gotta go." Duo walked over toward his SUV and opened the door.

"You be's Duo Maxwell?

"Yeah," Duo said, "How'd ya know?"

"You be a damn rich nizel," the boy told him.

"Who are ya'?"

"Heero Yuy, a gang member of Wing."

"Ya' can come wi' me, if ya'ont to." (ya'ont =you want)

Heero looked hesitant. //Should I go wit' da' damn nizel?// "Aight," Heero said walking toward the passenger side of the SUV. He got in and stayed silent.

Duo looked at him, "Comin' my concert?"

Heero sighed, "Whatever Nizel." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ {1}- Instead of most 1x2 yaoi fics where Heero calls Duo "baka", I had him call Duo a "nizel."