00 - Double Zero Wing
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Pan: Sorry it took me so long to write. I've been like on writer's block
for this fic... must watch more Gundam Wing...
Yami: But your other fics are going great!
Pan: Yeah... that's something to do with there being new episodes of Yu-Gi-
Oh! on Sundays now.
Yugi: Yeah! But you keep talking to yourself about it.
Pan: That's because Yami's got Kuriboh as his Deck Master, and I can see pretty much what needs to be done to win, and it just doesn't happen! But,
for some stupid reason, I like watching Yami get attacked for real.
Yami: *cries* why?
Pan: Because you always say something cool afterwards!
Yami: Oh. OK then.
Pan: Back to fanfic. I've been on a shonen-ai trip for a while now, so there are kind of itty-bitty little hints of it... Mostly Heero x Duo and
Yami x Yugi. Only little bits though! Don't hurt me!
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The Art of War
Yami frantically searched his sensor screens for any signs of the elusive Gundam Deathscythe. The dark machine had hidden itself from his view, and then attacked him twice already. Suddenly, the screen in front of the pilot-
in-training lit up red, and Deathscythe attacked him again, fading from view as soon as it struck. "Dammit!" Yami shouted, quickly correcting the
balance in his Mobile Suit, and taking to searching the screens again.
/Calm down, Yami./ Yugi's voice said in the back of the dark spirit's head.
//How can I calm down?! You know the rules to Duo's game; five hits and you
lose! That was my third!//
/So? You of all people know that there are ways to see things other than
with your eyes!/
//You want me to sense him out?//
/Couldn't hurt to try!/
Yami sighed, leaning back in his seat. His hands were only just touching
the controls, and the harness was slack about his slim body. Slowly, he
closed his eyes, and searched with his mind.
Seeing past the screens, past the machine around him, he looked for the
evasive Gundam. He could sense Peacemillion nearby. There were wide expanses of empty space, then the Gundam Heavyarms, waiting to attack any enemies who strayed too close to them. And then, another form. Easier to sense; all of it's thoughts were focused on attacking Yami. Smiling, Yami opened his eyes, and expertly turned his Mobile Suit around, firing into what seemed like empty space. After a few tense seconds, the shots flared into yellow-orange streaks of light as they hit something. Very quickly,
Deathscythe came into view, illuminated by the explosions.
"Shit!" an angry voice flew across the communication system. "No-one's ever
done that before, and the first time it happens, it's a kid who's been piloting for two days!" Yami smirked. "My aibou tends to have several very good ideas that nearly always help me out. Anyway, you don't end up five- thousand-and-seventeen without learning some tricks." he said smugly. "And I thought you were joking about that..." Duo's amused voice said. "Now, shall we return to our game?" "Of course," replied Yami. "But obviously no- one's told you that I NEVER lose!" The comm units shut off, and Deathscythe
disappeared from view.
Yami opened up his senses, masterfully dodging Duo's attacks, and landing more of his own, until they were tied at four each. The next landed shot
would win the game. Yami was once again in the process of seeking out
Deathscythe, when the communications switched on.
"Time to call it a day, guys." Trowa's calm, yet slightly concerned voice
told them. "A fleet of OZ Taurus suits, about twenty, are headed in our direction. And before you say anything, Duo, we don't want to start this war off prematurely, and with our new recruits half-trained. I'll hold them off until you're safe. Go!" "Alright, Trowa." Yami said, turning to go back to Peacemillion. "Yeah, we'll let you know when we're safe." Duo added. The two flew back towards the hangars of Peacemillion, followed by Heavyarms as
soon as they were back inside.
"You're doing really well, you know that?" Duo said as he walked with Yami
towards their rooms. "You've mastered piloting, close-range combat with Trowa, long-range and hidden enemy combat with me... " He jumped as Yugi appeared with them. "Is there no way of warning me when you're going to do that?" Duo asked. "Not really." said Yami, light-heartedly. They paused, seeing that they were by the room they all used, and that only Wufei and Ryou were there. "How's it going, Wufei?" Duo jumped forward, and sort of floated through the air, and down onto a sofa. "Perfectly fine, until you showed up, Maxwell." Wufei replied. Yugi trotted over to greet Ryou, and
Yami just sat down, tired.
"Do you know where Heero is, by any chance?" Duo asked. "In his room, I think." Quatre said, having just walked in with Trowa. "I don't know what's
up with him." "Well, it's his turn next!" Duo pointed out. "Those two managed to hit Deathscythe four times while it was hidden! I think they're good enough." Yugi blushed lightly. "Well, the rest of their training will have to wait until tomorrow. The time is 1930 hours, we'll all need some sleep." Trowa announced. "Aw, the little Gundam Pilots must go to beddy-
byes." Duo said, standing up. "Who's sharing with who?"
"Well, me and Quatre are sharing, like normal, Wufei's on his own, but
you'll have to share with Heero to make room for Yami, Yugi and Ryou." Quatre said. "I've already spoken to Heero; he doesn't mind." Duo shoved his hands in his pockets. "Yeah, but do I mind sharing with Mr. Quiet-until- something-needs-blowing-up? Nobody asks me..." he said in mock upset. "Duo, you don't actually give a damn, shut up!" Wufei said. "OK, Mr. Shares With
Nobody." Duo turned to go to his room. "Goodnight, everybody!"
"Why is he like that?" Yugi asked, looking at Quatre. "We don't like to ask. But what I do know is he'd rather share with Heero than be alone..." the blonde boy said. "Now, Quatre, that wasn't very polite, talking about someone like that when they're not there!" Duo reappeared. "Heero left his book in here. Seen it?" Everyone shook their head. "Dammit." the American
boy turned and left again.
"Right. Well that's your room!" Quatre pointed out a door. "We'll see you
in the morning!" He and Trowa went to their own room.
Yami yawned. "I really need sleep... let's go, Yugi." The two went towards
their room. "Are you coming, Ryou?" Yugi asked, turning back. "No; it's
alright... I looked in that room, there's only two beds." Ryou said quietly. "And you two need more sleep than I do..." Yugi shook his head. "No, no!" he said. "You can have one of the beds. Me and Yami can either share, or one of us can spend the night dozing in our Soul Rooms. It's not a problem." Yami raised an eyebrow at Yugi's mention of them sharing a bed, but Yugi had caught his friend's hand, and was pulling him into the room.
Once inside, Yugi kicked his shoes off, and discarded his jacket, jumping onto one of the beds. "What would you prefer, Yami?" the hikari boy asked.
Yami blushed. "I'll sleep in my Soul Room..." he said quietly. Yugi giggled. "Aw, Yami, you can have the bed if you want!" he said. Yami shook his head nervously. "I'm fine..." he said, a little less firmly than was
required. "No! These beds are quite big; you can share with me, I won't take no for an answer!" Yugi said, pulling Yami towards the white-covered bed. "OK, ok..." Yami pulled his tight boots off, and hung his jacket up. Yugi scooted over to one side of the bed, checking there was enough room
for Yami when he got in.
"'Night Ryou, 'night Yami!" Yugi curled up to go to sleep. "Goodnight Yami Yugi..." Ryou said sleepily, not bothering to separate their names; they knew what he meant. "Goodnight Ryou. 'Night aibou..." Yami said, smiling
softly as he closed his eyes to sleep.
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Pan: Sorry it took me so long to write. I've been like on writer's block
for this fic... must watch more Gundam Wing...
Yami: But your other fics are going great!
Pan: Yeah... that's something to do with there being new episodes of Yu-Gi-
Oh! on Sundays now.
Yugi: Yeah! But you keep talking to yourself about it.
Pan: That's because Yami's got Kuriboh as his Deck Master, and I can see pretty much what needs to be done to win, and it just doesn't happen! But,
for some stupid reason, I like watching Yami get attacked for real.
Yami: *cries* why?
Pan: Because you always say something cool afterwards!
Yami: Oh. OK then.
Pan: Back to fanfic. I've been on a shonen-ai trip for a while now, so there are kind of itty-bitty little hints of it... Mostly Heero x Duo and
Yami x Yugi. Only little bits though! Don't hurt me!
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The Art of War
Yami frantically searched his sensor screens for any signs of the elusive Gundam Deathscythe. The dark machine had hidden itself from his view, and then attacked him twice already. Suddenly, the screen in front of the pilot-
in-training lit up red, and Deathscythe attacked him again, fading from view as soon as it struck. "Dammit!" Yami shouted, quickly correcting the
balance in his Mobile Suit, and taking to searching the screens again.
/Calm down, Yami./ Yugi's voice said in the back of the dark spirit's head.
//How can I calm down?! You know the rules to Duo's game; five hits and you
lose! That was my third!//
/So? You of all people know that there are ways to see things other than
with your eyes!/
//You want me to sense him out?//
/Couldn't hurt to try!/
Yami sighed, leaning back in his seat. His hands were only just touching
the controls, and the harness was slack about his slim body. Slowly, he
closed his eyes, and searched with his mind.
Seeing past the screens, past the machine around him, he looked for the
evasive Gundam. He could sense Peacemillion nearby. There were wide expanses of empty space, then the Gundam Heavyarms, waiting to attack any enemies who strayed too close to them. And then, another form. Easier to sense; all of it's thoughts were focused on attacking Yami. Smiling, Yami opened his eyes, and expertly turned his Mobile Suit around, firing into what seemed like empty space. After a few tense seconds, the shots flared into yellow-orange streaks of light as they hit something. Very quickly,
Deathscythe came into view, illuminated by the explosions.
"Shit!" an angry voice flew across the communication system. "No-one's ever
done that before, and the first time it happens, it's a kid who's been piloting for two days!" Yami smirked. "My aibou tends to have several very good ideas that nearly always help me out. Anyway, you don't end up five- thousand-and-seventeen without learning some tricks." he said smugly. "And I thought you were joking about that..." Duo's amused voice said. "Now, shall we return to our game?" "Of course," replied Yami. "But obviously no- one's told you that I NEVER lose!" The comm units shut off, and Deathscythe
disappeared from view.
Yami opened up his senses, masterfully dodging Duo's attacks, and landing more of his own, until they were tied at four each. The next landed shot
would win the game. Yami was once again in the process of seeking out
Deathscythe, when the communications switched on.
"Time to call it a day, guys." Trowa's calm, yet slightly concerned voice
told them. "A fleet of OZ Taurus suits, about twenty, are headed in our direction. And before you say anything, Duo, we don't want to start this war off prematurely, and with our new recruits half-trained. I'll hold them off until you're safe. Go!" "Alright, Trowa." Yami said, turning to go back to Peacemillion. "Yeah, we'll let you know when we're safe." Duo added. The two flew back towards the hangars of Peacemillion, followed by Heavyarms as
soon as they were back inside.
"You're doing really well, you know that?" Duo said as he walked with Yami
towards their rooms. "You've mastered piloting, close-range combat with Trowa, long-range and hidden enemy combat with me... " He jumped as Yugi appeared with them. "Is there no way of warning me when you're going to do that?" Duo asked. "Not really." said Yami, light-heartedly. They paused, seeing that they were by the room they all used, and that only Wufei and Ryou were there. "How's it going, Wufei?" Duo jumped forward, and sort of floated through the air, and down onto a sofa. "Perfectly fine, until you showed up, Maxwell." Wufei replied. Yugi trotted over to greet Ryou, and
Yami just sat down, tired.
"Do you know where Heero is, by any chance?" Duo asked. "In his room, I think." Quatre said, having just walked in with Trowa. "I don't know what's
up with him." "Well, it's his turn next!" Duo pointed out. "Those two managed to hit Deathscythe four times while it was hidden! I think they're good enough." Yugi blushed lightly. "Well, the rest of their training will have to wait until tomorrow. The time is 1930 hours, we'll all need some sleep." Trowa announced. "Aw, the little Gundam Pilots must go to beddy-
byes." Duo said, standing up. "Who's sharing with who?"
"Well, me and Quatre are sharing, like normal, Wufei's on his own, but
you'll have to share with Heero to make room for Yami, Yugi and Ryou." Quatre said. "I've already spoken to Heero; he doesn't mind." Duo shoved his hands in his pockets. "Yeah, but do I mind sharing with Mr. Quiet-until- something-needs-blowing-up? Nobody asks me..." he said in mock upset. "Duo, you don't actually give a damn, shut up!" Wufei said. "OK, Mr. Shares With
Nobody." Duo turned to go to his room. "Goodnight, everybody!"
"Why is he like that?" Yugi asked, looking at Quatre. "We don't like to ask. But what I do know is he'd rather share with Heero than be alone..." the blonde boy said. "Now, Quatre, that wasn't very polite, talking about someone like that when they're not there!" Duo reappeared. "Heero left his book in here. Seen it?" Everyone shook their head. "Dammit." the American
boy turned and left again.
"Right. Well that's your room!" Quatre pointed out a door. "We'll see you
in the morning!" He and Trowa went to their own room.
Yami yawned. "I really need sleep... let's go, Yugi." The two went towards
their room. "Are you coming, Ryou?" Yugi asked, turning back. "No; it's
alright... I looked in that room, there's only two beds." Ryou said quietly. "And you two need more sleep than I do..." Yugi shook his head. "No, no!" he said. "You can have one of the beds. Me and Yami can either share, or one of us can spend the night dozing in our Soul Rooms. It's not a problem." Yami raised an eyebrow at Yugi's mention of them sharing a bed, but Yugi had caught his friend's hand, and was pulling him into the room.
Once inside, Yugi kicked his shoes off, and discarded his jacket, jumping onto one of the beds. "What would you prefer, Yami?" the hikari boy asked.
Yami blushed. "I'll sleep in my Soul Room..." he said quietly. Yugi giggled. "Aw, Yami, you can have the bed if you want!" he said. Yami shook his head nervously. "I'm fine..." he said, a little less firmly than was
required. "No! These beds are quite big; you can share with me, I won't take no for an answer!" Yugi said, pulling Yami towards the white-covered bed. "OK, ok..." Yami pulled his tight boots off, and hung his jacket up. Yugi scooted over to one side of the bed, checking there was enough room
for Yami when he got in.
"'Night Ryou, 'night Yami!" Yugi curled up to go to sleep. "Goodnight Yami Yugi..." Ryou said sleepily, not bothering to separate their names; they knew what he meant. "Goodnight Ryou. 'Night aibou..." Yami said, smiling
softly as he closed his eyes to sleep.