Sorry it's been so long! I've had a horrible time with writer's block on this story. I'm not even sure where this is even going anyway. If you have any idea's, let me know in a review, or email me! Thanks to my reviewers. Again, constructive criticism, and opinions are more than welcome, as well as ideas and what-not. Well, ja ne!
WARNINGS- This story is Yaoi. I happen to like yaoi. STRONG 3x4, perhaps hints of NCS w/pilot 01, maybe 1x2, hell, maybe 1x2x5...I don't know, it depends on my mood. If you are against any of that, well, I am not forcing you to read. And don't flame me either. Also, if you aren't old enough to read, then don't! Use some responsibility. I am not liable for your damn therapy bills.
Disclaimer- The only thing I own is my somewhat twisted imagination, and the words I am typing. Don't sue, cause you'd be wasting your precious time.
The Failed Mission Ch 6
Wufei's footsteps were quiet in their noise as the boy reached the hangar. Duo was running a last minute check on his Gundam. The Shenlong pilot called the other boy's name.
"Wufei! What the hell are you doing?" Duo set down the printouts he'd been glancing over. His amethyst eyes showed clear impatience at his delays.
"Duo, I'm not letting you go along. Look, Quatre and Trowa are going to help rescue Yuy too. I heard them talking. You don't have to do this by yourself." The Chinese boy set down the small duffle bag he held. His black eyes held a rare display of emotions. While Wufei was not overly found of the Japanese pilot, he did suppose that Yuy could be considered a friend. After all, if one wanted to be truthful, it would be an understatement to say that they all had some serious social hangups. The correct term would be to say that they were fucked up. Plain and simple. From emotional to physical trauma, it was an un-ending cycle of tides that continuously dragged them further away from that safe floating buoy of normalcy. Wufei mentally pleaded. Duo was in no frame of mind to go flying into an OZ base and sneaking out a surely wounded pilot.
Duo's shoulders slumped. "They just want to kill him. They don't care. I'm sick of everyone I care about dying Wu." Duo let the printouts drop to the hangar floor, their loud clang startling Wufei. Wufei opened his mouth, but was cut off, by the sound of another voice."
"He won't die. Yuy is one of the strongest of us." The pair turned to see both pilots 03 and 04 entering the hangar, similar bags slung over their shoulders. "Going somewhere, Duo?" Duo's eyes widened but softened as his gaze settled on his fellow pilots. His left hand, in which was a map of the OZ base, clenched causing the paper to crinkle.
"Hey guys...Sorry, I thought..." Duo laughed nervously, running his free hand through his bangs. Quatre smiled warmly, and hugged the American pilot on impulse. He grabbed Duo's map before the other could protest.
"I don't know about you three, but maybe we should make up a plan. A plan for the FOUR of us." The said four pilots glanced at each other and nodded.
"We're coming to rescue you Heero. Don't worry." Duo whispered, his voice thick with emotions, as his gaze lingered upon the spot normally occupied by Heero's gundam. A spot that was now dishearteningly desolate. His resolve firmed he turned to his friends to assist in the planning.
TBC
Oh, wow, that sucked. (It's only 11:30 at night. Usually I wrote the best around midnight or so, but I have a math final tomorrow at 2 pm.) Ok, HELP!!! PLEASE, R&R, and give me some ideas, about where in the hell this should go. I'm horrible with writing action scenes, so...yeah, anyways. Hopefully some inspiration will strike! Again, please review. It helps me write better, so that you don't end up wasting your time reading...crap. Ja ne!