Okies! I'm really, really, really sorry this took so long to get up, it's just I didn't know what to put for this, considering it's pretty much the last chapter. I hope you enjoy this even though it's incredibly late for my chapter postings.

Disclaimer: Believe me… you would know it if I owned Gundam Wing… considering I would change the fact that Relena ever existed! ^^

Warnings: Duo in a weird mood, Fluff, Sap, cuteness, things suggesting lemon… ehehehehehe…

At Gunpoint

Chapter Twelve: Mission Worth Failing

The night now was cool and calming and a shorthaired brunette almost lingered in the darkness, but he reluctantly leapt from his high, comfortable seat in the tree. It was to be like every other night; he'd have to face going home. Though the thought of sleeping in his bed this time was a little more welcome than he'd had in the past seven days. Meanwhile, during Heero's walk home, Duo was wide-awake, waiting for the beautiful brunette to return from his hiding. He'd taken a long nap during the day so that he could stay awake, plus he couldn't fall asleep if he tried with his evil thoughts on the plan he had formulated. Duo sighed. His Perfect Soldier should be home anytime now… anytime- and the longhaired boy nervously brushed his hair, as it was out of his usual braid. This would work. This had to work… it just had to. There was a small creak of the outside door downstairs and Duo put down his brush and sat on the end of his bed, facing away from the door. Everything was ready… this had to work, he couldn't mess this one up.

The first thing Heero saw when he was opening the door to his and Duo's shared room was a longhaired brown lump sitting, turned away from him on the bed. He proceeded to the lump with caution in his step, not sure if he should be liking this or not… seeing as Duo's hair when down had some sort of effect on him and his fingers practically burned to touch the long silky locks of hair.

"Do you always come home this late Hee-chan…?" The longhaired brunette turned and looked at Heero, an eeriness in his voice that hadn't yet been heard before with the ears of the other boy. Even his smile seemed disturbing, as he looked the Perfect Soldier in the eyes, almost swallowing him in his own deep blue orbs. Heero started to back away, but before he knew it, the only thing behind him was the end of the bed and he fell over onto it, almost afraid as Duo approached him. It was like he was frozen, and there was nothing he could do to defrost himself. So Heero closed his eyes tightly for a moment, to set his jaw hard and conjure up the best glare in the history of Heero Glares. Then he opened his eyes and glared just as Duo slipped his arms around his slim waist and climbed over on top of him. Even the glare of the century didn't stop Duo. For once… he wasn't going to fail a mission… it was something he had his mind set on completely. The longhaired male's lips found and enveloped the lips of the other boy. Heero almost lost it, he almost did… but his stupid need to complete his mission got in the way again and he pulled out his gun, aiming it at Duo's chest during the kiss. Duo, feeling this, broke from bliss and with his left hand, grabbed the barrel of the gun, having not taken his eyes off the Perfect Soldier even once.

"Omae O Koruso…" Heero threatened, but the Deathscythe Pilot paid no heed. He fought for the gun and tore it from Heero's grip, opening a part of it so that all of the bullets fell out effortlessly on the floor. He then tossed the gun aside and leaned in close.

"You may think I'm insane Hee-chan… but I'm not…" Heero looked helpless and bemused, like a small child caught in a never-ending war, "I… know about the mission you've made of trying to get rid of you're feelings… it's hard to believe that you thought I couldn't hack into that system… but it did nothing but good… Hee-chan- I love you and I'm willing to make you fail a mission if it means I can keep you… just this once…" Duo's soft lips brushed Heero's neck and it made a chill trail down his spine.

"No. I-I…" He stuttered, just trying to get the words out… his last words of protest.

"You what? You can't fail a mission? For once… just forget about missions and everything else that goes with them…" Duo breathed into the shorthaired brunette's ear, sending another shiver down his back. It was hard to refuse and offer like that… extremely hard.

"Y-you read it?!?" Now Heero was just fighting against giving in. "M-my Journ-nal?!?"

Duo looked down at the other male and spoke once more louder, but in a softer, kinder tone. "Like I said… it did nothing but good… and I only read one entry… the last one I believe… maybe there were a few more after that but… the point is… I know that you have feelings for me… and I know what's going on. Now… promise me that you won't ever hide such things from me again… as long as you live." By now, Duo's long brushed hair had fallen about his shoulders and now it lay sprawled upon Heero's chest and the longhaired boy leaned down for a kiss, though just before his lips met the Perfect Soldier's Duo could have sworn he heard a soft, barely auditable, "I promise". Though he had won the battle, didn't mean he'd won the war. Duo took in the kiss and pleaded with his eyes for Heero's hands to hold him and his arms did so, fingers dragging though the long chocolate-brown hair. Finally when they parted, Duo decided to speak, "Do you know how long I've wanted this? For you to make me yours?" There was no response as the longhaired pilot gently pulled Heero's emerald tank top over his messy head of deep brown hair. He wasn't sure if this was too much or not… but he wasn't going to argue.

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Heero felt Duo's soft longhaired head rest against his bare chest. Both lay, covered in black sheets and nothing else. Love was theirs to cherish. They had become each other's. Duo was right. Maybe… maybe Heero could love. Maybe it wasn't so bad after all: to fail a mission. A soft, but hearable sigh emitted from Duo as he drifted off to sleep.

"I love you Hee-chan… never leave me…" The not-so-perfect soldier smiled down at the longhaired boy. It was hard to believe that not long ago, Heero had been afraid and on a mission to stay away from Duo; to stay away from his feelings. Maybe it really wasn't so bad… to be weak… to need someone. Maybe, just maybe, there's a person for everyone. A weakness, a downfall, a life. Heero ran his hand though the long hair of his lover who snuggled closer at the touch. The shorthaired brunette sighed, content for once with less that completing his mission.

"Aishiteru, Duo… and I'm right here…" Perhaps… some missions… or at least this one, were worth failing. Yes, he'd say that this was a mission worth failing.

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Ah… so I wasn't brave enough to make a lemon! Oh well… all the better for you peeps, because all of those perverted minds out there can think up your own scenes! And all of you poor innocent peeps can just stick with what I've got here! I hope you liked this story! This is pretty much the last chappy, unless you people REALLY want an epilogue… I'm afraid that At Gunpoint is done. I might make a sequel. Welp! Thankees to all my reviewers and I love you all! Even the perverts! ^^ I want to thank you for keeping me inspired and being patient when I couldn't think of things too fast! In general, I would like to thank my public! No wait… actually, I would like to thank Duo & Heero's public! ^^ Ja!

Tenshi-Usa