Title: Amethyst Wing
Author: H'seru
Disclaimer: No, I don't own Gundam, or any of it's chars, much to their relief ^_-
Warnings: Mild citrus warning, more towards the fluff end, nothing serious. Shounen ai, angst, blood, violence, mild language, and probably some OOC-ness (Though I'll try and keep to the original char personality)
Rated: PG13
Thankies to you people who gave me Reviews, they were very encouraging…and stuff ^_-
Fog ridden places kept within the mind
Invisible to everyone including the possessor
Do you know how to see your own kind?
Death comes, disguised as a holy confessor
The rest of that short night was a sleepless one, as each of the Gundam pilots retired to his own room to mull over this newest horrible turn of events.
Duo lie in his bed, head nestled on his crossed arms, staring up at the ceiling. The pictures still played like a silent movie through his head, and he tried to banish them by thinking of something else. Unfortunately, the only other things he could think of on the spot consisted of a certain blue-eyed pilot and a large bowl of green Jell-O. He didn't even know why the Jell-O had come to mind, but he also didn't really care at the moment. (The other thought would definitely not help him get to sleep, so he had to forget about that one too.)
Rolling over, he closed his eyes, and tried to force himself to go sleep. It didn't work, and morning slowly came as he lie there.
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The engines hummed to life with an energy that was breath taking. The black metal carapace glistened in the sunlight, shining brightly into the eyes of those watching. The smell of exhaust, and oil permeated the air for a moment before it was burned away.
Fingers flying across the control panel from inside the cockpit, Duo started up Deathscythe fully, grinning brightly as his friend awoke from deep slumber. He gave a shout of excitement like a child as the Gundam got easily to it's feet, all systems running smoothly. He'd waited until today to restart it's engines entirely, and it started beautifully after being cold for so long.
Running an automatic maintenance check, all the machinery showed up green and go except for the power cells. They were not fully charged still, even though Duo'd left them charging through the night. It might be a cracked cell. He'd have to check again, but the fact that it was the only problem made him quite happy. It almost paved over the thoughts lingering from the night before. Almost.
Maneuvering the black Gundam to a hanger similar to those the other Gundams were housed in, he shut off the engines, feeling the slight buzzing of the generators stopping. Opening the hatch, he climbed out, hopping to the ground. He landed, if a mite clumsily due to being a short lived invalid, on his feet next to the hulking Gundam.
Leaving his check of the power cells for later, considering that it wasn't too detrimental to Deathscythe's health, he walked the short distance from the hanger back to the complex, humming a random tune that had popped into his head. Opening the door, he sauntered in to find Heero busy at his laptop, and the others nowhere to be seen.
"Oi, Whatcha doing there Hee-chan?" Duo said, using his favorite nickname for Heero. He got a glare and a grunt as his answer, so he leaned over to look himself.
"Hmm…looking up info on that destroyed colony eh? Find anything worth while?" Duo asked, reading the information Heero'd gathered, while trying to not let his untoward feelings show through his smile.
"Iie…" Heero answered, looking back at him, a slight frown on his face that was gone almost immediately. "There were no pictures taken, and no videos survived the explosion. Every one who saw it is dead." He said, surprising Duo with the fact that he'd actually answered in more than the usual grunt. The look on his face was as unidentifiable as normal, but there was something there. Duo had caught the frown, and could only make a guess at the emotion hidden there, but he hazarded that Heero was as shocked about this as the rest of them.
"Who do you think did it?" Duo asked, sitting down in one of the chairs near him.
"I don't know." Heero answered, most of his attention centered back on his laptop again. He typed rapidly, searching for more information.
"Well…if ya get anything, tell me k?"
"Hn..."
Duo nodded, knowing he'd gotten as much out of Heero as he was going to. Pushing himself out of the seat, he walked through the rest of the small house, looking for someone to talk to, or at least something to do. The others seemed to be off on their own, as Duo didn't see a one of them he could pester.
The time in between missions was always like this; filled with a whole lot of nothing, with boredom coming into play almost immediately. It was as dull as normal life could get. Besides, what could possibly take the place of fighting against odds where if you didn't go all out, you'd be dead?
Duo smiled as he headed for his room, and a change of clothes, an idea forming in his head. Slipping into a pair of black leather pants and a red top, he put on a black leather jacket to complete the outfit.
Clubbing just happened to be one thing that might possibly help pass the time, indefinitely if need be.
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The lights and music blared out of the first club Duo pulled into. He'd driven quite a distance to reach it, since the complex wasn't located anywhere near a city. He parked his jeep outside, and made his way in, squeezing past the bouncer at the door, and loosing himself in the crowd. The press of people around him was exhilarating, and he was dancing before he knew it, moving with the crowd.
He particularly liked the upbeat rock this club played. Called the "Angel's Roost", it was supposed to be one of the more popular clubs, from what he'd heard while asking around. It certainly was popular, as Duo moved to the side of the dance floor to find a seat. He had to hunt for a moment before he found one further in the back.
Sitting, he looked around, watching all the activity around him. Now, even in a place so full of things going on, Duo's mind wandered back to the colony's destruction. It was really bothering him. If it really had been a rogue mobile suit, then there was someone new for them all to watch out for. If it was Oz pulling some cover operation, then they would be sorry they ever messed with the colonies.
Duo watched the moving people; brilliant flashes of light chased each other about the now darkened room. Different colored spotlights were moving about the floor, lighting up couples, single dancers, and groups of people dancing all the same. A smile came to his face, lightening it from the darker, more serious expression it had previously worn, as he saw so many people having a good time just enjoying life. Then the thought They are oblivious rose unbidden to his mind, and he realized it was true.
Most of these people had nothing more to worry about than what clothes they had to wear the next day to impress those around them. It was a sobering thought, and Duo couldn't look at the dancers quite the same that night.
At half past ten, he headed back, done with the club and it's happy, innocent people.
He got back at little past 11, and figuring that everyone was asleep, he let himself in, and stalked, catlike, to his room. Stripping to his boxers, he got in bed, feeling exhausted.
His last thought before sleep was of how most people not fighting in the war were oblivious to what was really happening, oblivious to the sick twisted politics of today's society.
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When he awoke, several hours later, it was to an odd sense of déjà vu. Duo opened the door just in time to see Wufei heading towards his room, urgency in his stride. His face wore a troubled expression, a wholly unusual and unsettling look for the Chinese pilot.
"What?" Duo began, before Wufei said all that was needed in four words.
"They got another one…"
Eh, this was kind of a filler chapter, but I promise the next one will be better
Besides, filler chapters flesh out a story quite nicely ^_-
(Plus, doesn't the suspense just kill ya?)
Domo arigato minna san!
*Dances* Woot, third chappie! Go me!
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