Duo North
Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam wing unfortunately. Nor do I own Remus Lupin
or due south or the RCMP. I only borrowed them. I don't own the musical
ride for that matter. I own nothing.. I live in a cardboard box with a
computer that takes up most of the space.. *Sniff*
Warnings: 1x2 (in later chapt.) mild 3x4, 5xOc and Remus x Oc. But they
don't play a part..
After the war, Duo completely disappeared. He, like the others, had gone his separate way. The notorious "Shinigmai" spent two years in the colonies with Hilde. He finished High school there and got his diploma. After that, he disappeared. Left Hilde a note saying he was going home. He thanked her for her hospitality but didn't tell her where exactly 'home' was. Hilde called Cathy and told her what had happened. In turn, Cathy called Trowa. She explained what Hilde had told her. Trowa said that if Duo didn't want to be found, he wouldn't be. With that, they let the matter of Duo's disappearance drop.
3 years past and no one had seen neither hide nor hair (no pun intended) of the great "Shinigmai" until one fateful afternoon.. It was a sunny July afternoon in Ottawa and Quatre had been called by the Canadian Government to negotiate trade with Winner corps. (And no not trade with his father. The corpse.) The session had ended about 1:00 PM and Quatre had dragged his consort, Trowa Barton, out of the stuffy parliament building. "Lets go shopping, Trowa! I promised Eric I'd bring him back some roots things." Trowa could never say 'no' to his little blond companion. He simply sighed and nodded in defeat. As the pair headed away from the building, Quatre noticed a familiar face. "No.Trowa look!" the tall Italian (from the north! XD!) turned and froze. "Trowa is that." the silent man simply nodded. "Duo." The man they were starring at looked straight ahead, almost not blinking. His heart-shaped face was the same, but seemed mature. It still held the boyish charm that duo possessed but it was slightly hard to find for those who knew him well. His eyes, still large and violet in colour, focused on the iron fence in front of him. But it was his hair that gave him away. The still long bangs hung down in front of his eyes, slightly squashed by the signature RCMP hat. His, now 4 ft, braid laid gently against the back of his red Moutie jacket. The pants, slightly puffed at the hips, accented that his legs were no longer as lanky and awkward as they had been during the war. They had more muscle to them now. The shiny polished black boots seemed to fit him well, like his scuffy old black boots that went with his priest outfit. "It's him! Can you believe it?" Quatre squeezed Trowa's arm. The taller man looked down at his smaller companion. "Not really." Quatre giggled. "Lets go say hi. See if he remembers us." But Trowa shook his head. "Quatre, lets go find out when he gets off. It appears that he's on royal guard and from what I know of the royal Canadian mounted police he won't speak to us nor make any move to greet us till then." Quatre frowned but nodded, knowing Trowa was right. They headed around the back of the building. Duo knew, by internal clock, that his shift was almost up. Glancing back behind him, he saw the next shift coming. He knew the guy coming on for him. When they did the shift change, he crossed his eyes and stuck out his tongue at him. The other guy chuckled slightly as Duo walked back, holding his from till he was out of the view of the public eye. He bid goodbye to his fellow guard, and headed back to find out what it was next that he had to do. He stood at attention before his commander's desk, "Sir? What's on for me next?" the commander looked up.
"For you? You're on for the ride later. Go clean up your horse." Duo saluted and pulled off his jacket. "What are you doing?" Duo looked up at the commander. "I'm not gunna get my dress uniform dirty. " he reasoned. The commander nodded. Duo pulled on a pair of black sweat pants and a black T- shirt that said "Metallica" on the front. Picking up his grooming bucket, he made his way out to the stables, humming to himself. He stopped, seeing two men in the stable. "Uh...you two aren't supposed to be in here." he set down the bucket. The two men turned ad duo stumbled slightly. "T-T.Q-Q-Q."Quatre grinned wildly. He walked towards Duo and hugged him tightly. Trowa didn't seem to have changed at all. His bang still fell down over his eye; his eyes were still blazing bright green. His body was still toned but less lean than it had been when duo had last seen him. He wore a lose green T-shirt and a pair of tight blue jeans. He acutely smiled at duo. As soon as the reality of what happened settled in, he gripped Quatre tighter. "We miss you duo. "Quatre whispered, his voice had gotten deeper. "I'm sorry.wait.lemme.lemmy look at you." He pulled himself out of Quatre's arms and looked him over. Quatre had grown a lot since he'd last seen the boy. He now looked like a wild-eyed teenager, instead of a mature businessman. His platinum blond hair sill fell into his ocean blue eyes. His skin was still as pale as it had been when duo left them on the hill top five years ago. He wore a plain white dress shirt and a pair of black dress pants. He wore a gold buckled belt to keep the slightly large pants up and a pair of shinny black shoes. 'Just as shiny as my dress boots.' Duo thought, still in a small amount of shock. "You look great. So grown up." He was still a bit shorter than Duo. "Both of you." He smiled. "So have you." Trowa said, walking up. He hugged the shorter man gently. "So talk to me, what's up with you guys?" he let go of Trowa and headed over to a stall. "Well.." Quatre shifted in his place, as duo clipped a large mare to the cross-ties. He picked up a brush and combed out the dirt. "Trowa and I got.married." duo looked up at them and smiled.
"Congratulations guys!" Quatre let out a sigh of relief. "What? Worried I wouldn't accept you guys?" Duo chuckled, setting the brush down. " Duo, what are you doing in the Mounties?" Trowa asked, leaning against the stall doors. Duo smiled. "Well, when I left Hilde's place after I got my diploma from high school, I came back home to Canada. I wanted to go back to helping people, and I'd always admired the Mounties, so I became one" Trowa nodded then asked, "But.doesn't it take five years to become a Mounties?" "Yeah but, I mean, look at my previous experiences and my last job. They just sorta pushed me right thought." Trowa nodded again, smirking. Duo slowed down his brushing. "How's Heero?" he asked, almost whispering it out. "He's.. Alright.he's head of security in Sank." Duo's heart dropped. "Married to Relena then, huh? Well, tell him I'm happy for him." duo started to put the horse away. "Duo, Heero's not married to miss. Relena." Duo looked up at Quatre. "He's not?" Quatre smiled. "No." Duo's grin came back. He turned to his long lost friends. "Come on. Let's go celebrate!" "What are we celebrating?" Quatre asked. Duo only grinned. "The fact that you guys found me." He said. 'And that I still may have a chance with him.' he thought as he threw his arms around his friends.
Duo brought them into the city; leading them around and showing them sights that no tour guide would show them.
"Come on. In here." Quatre caught a glance at the name as they went in.
"McLeary's?" Duo nodded, grinning wildly. "It's a bar all the Mounties go to. So ya know it's safe and your wallet won't get stolen." Trowa chuckled as he held the door open for Quatre. Quatre looked up at Trowa and blushed then entered the dingy bar. When Duo entered, a few people let out a resounding, drunken cheer. Blushing slightly, Duo calmed them and sat at a table with Trowa and Quatre. Just as they sat down, a lovely blond woman with her haired tied back in a braid like Duo's walked up to them. "Hello boys, what can I getcha?" she asked in a heavy Irish accent. "Abby, you can drop the act, these are friends of mine." Duo said. The girl, Abby, smiled wider. "Oh well, that's different then." She smiled, looking a lot like duo. "Gunna introduce me?" Duo rolled his violet eyes. "Guys, this is my sister, Abby. Ab, this is Quatre and Trowa.wait who took whose name?" Abby's eyebrows rose. Quatre went pink. "We hyphenated." Duo nodded and turned back to Abby. "This is Quatre and Trowa Barton-Winner.or Winner-Barton.. Whatever." Abby smirked, standing back up again. "Well what can I get for the happy couple?" Quatre went bright red again and Trowa took a hold of his hand. "You blush to much angel." He looked up at Abby. "He'll have a diet coke and I'll have.a cool lemonade please." Abby nodded and turned to Duo. "The regular right?" she asked as she began to walk away. "You got it babe!" Duo slapped her backside. Abby slapped his hand away, laughing. Duo chuckled and turned back to his friends. "She's engaged to be married too." He smiled. "My baby sister's al grown up." He watched Abby move about the bar, taking orders. "So, who's she marring?" Trowa asked. Duo smirked. "I did a full background check first on the guy when she told me. He's clean. He's the bartender here." They turned to see Abby place the orders on the bar top and give the tender a little kiss. Then pointed to their table. The bartender smirked at them, nodding.
Duo saw Trowa and Quatre back to their hotel, agreeing to be their 'personal escort' back to the parliament building tomorrow. "Trowa, we HAVE to call him! Remember what he made us promise?" Quatre pleaded, holding the receiver in one hand. Trowa's fingers holding down the button on the phone keeping the call from going though. "Quatre, we can't. If we tell him he'll come here. If he comes, than sank will be unprotected and Relena will be targeted, you know that." "But she's got others! He NEEDS to know!" "QUATRE!" Trowa barked garbing Quatre's wrist. "Angel, if he leaves and finds duo, he's not going to go back. You and I both know that. If he doesn't go back, that will mean that it will be up to us to train the new soldiers. It will mean we have to fight again. I know you don't want that. Think of echo." Quatre stopped his hand trembling. He was divided between his loyalty to Heero and his love for his new baby girl. "But." he bit his trembling lip. Trowa pulled his husband into his arms. Quatre barred his face into Trowa's neck. "Trowa.why? It's just not fair!" he sobbed dropping the receiver. "I know angel, I know."
Duo shifted in his bead. He pulled down the small picture of Heero. "God.it's not fair. I miss you Heero. I'm sorry I disappeared. I should have at least told you where I was going." He petted the photo's hair, gazing into the pictures deep cobalt eyes, but it wasn't the same as feeling his soft hair or seeing his eyes for what they really were. The picture didn't do them justice. He sighed, "well good night Heero.." *******
Abby: There! It's done! After three days of typing it's DONE!! Duo: Finally.. Took you long enough! All you do is sit around and--*cover's duo's mouth* Abby: want your lemon scene with Heero? *Duo nods* than zip it! *Turns to the readers* more to come when I can get time to type it.And write it.Please be kind review.^_^v
After the war, Duo completely disappeared. He, like the others, had gone his separate way. The notorious "Shinigmai" spent two years in the colonies with Hilde. He finished High school there and got his diploma. After that, he disappeared. Left Hilde a note saying he was going home. He thanked her for her hospitality but didn't tell her where exactly 'home' was. Hilde called Cathy and told her what had happened. In turn, Cathy called Trowa. She explained what Hilde had told her. Trowa said that if Duo didn't want to be found, he wouldn't be. With that, they let the matter of Duo's disappearance drop.
3 years past and no one had seen neither hide nor hair (no pun intended) of the great "Shinigmai" until one fateful afternoon.. It was a sunny July afternoon in Ottawa and Quatre had been called by the Canadian Government to negotiate trade with Winner corps. (And no not trade with his father. The corpse.) The session had ended about 1:00 PM and Quatre had dragged his consort, Trowa Barton, out of the stuffy parliament building. "Lets go shopping, Trowa! I promised Eric I'd bring him back some roots things." Trowa could never say 'no' to his little blond companion. He simply sighed and nodded in defeat. As the pair headed away from the building, Quatre noticed a familiar face. "No.Trowa look!" the tall Italian (from the north! XD!) turned and froze. "Trowa is that." the silent man simply nodded. "Duo." The man they were starring at looked straight ahead, almost not blinking. His heart-shaped face was the same, but seemed mature. It still held the boyish charm that duo possessed but it was slightly hard to find for those who knew him well. His eyes, still large and violet in colour, focused on the iron fence in front of him. But it was his hair that gave him away. The still long bangs hung down in front of his eyes, slightly squashed by the signature RCMP hat. His, now 4 ft, braid laid gently against the back of his red Moutie jacket. The pants, slightly puffed at the hips, accented that his legs were no longer as lanky and awkward as they had been during the war. They had more muscle to them now. The shiny polished black boots seemed to fit him well, like his scuffy old black boots that went with his priest outfit. "It's him! Can you believe it?" Quatre squeezed Trowa's arm. The taller man looked down at his smaller companion. "Not really." Quatre giggled. "Lets go say hi. See if he remembers us." But Trowa shook his head. "Quatre, lets go find out when he gets off. It appears that he's on royal guard and from what I know of the royal Canadian mounted police he won't speak to us nor make any move to greet us till then." Quatre frowned but nodded, knowing Trowa was right. They headed around the back of the building. Duo knew, by internal clock, that his shift was almost up. Glancing back behind him, he saw the next shift coming. He knew the guy coming on for him. When they did the shift change, he crossed his eyes and stuck out his tongue at him. The other guy chuckled slightly as Duo walked back, holding his from till he was out of the view of the public eye. He bid goodbye to his fellow guard, and headed back to find out what it was next that he had to do. He stood at attention before his commander's desk, "Sir? What's on for me next?" the commander looked up.
"For you? You're on for the ride later. Go clean up your horse." Duo saluted and pulled off his jacket. "What are you doing?" Duo looked up at the commander. "I'm not gunna get my dress uniform dirty. " he reasoned. The commander nodded. Duo pulled on a pair of black sweat pants and a black T- shirt that said "Metallica" on the front. Picking up his grooming bucket, he made his way out to the stables, humming to himself. He stopped, seeing two men in the stable. "Uh...you two aren't supposed to be in here." he set down the bucket. The two men turned ad duo stumbled slightly. "T-T.Q-Q-Q."Quatre grinned wildly. He walked towards Duo and hugged him tightly. Trowa didn't seem to have changed at all. His bang still fell down over his eye; his eyes were still blazing bright green. His body was still toned but less lean than it had been when duo had last seen him. He wore a lose green T-shirt and a pair of tight blue jeans. He acutely smiled at duo. As soon as the reality of what happened settled in, he gripped Quatre tighter. "We miss you duo. "Quatre whispered, his voice had gotten deeper. "I'm sorry.wait.lemme.lemmy look at you." He pulled himself out of Quatre's arms and looked him over. Quatre had grown a lot since he'd last seen the boy. He now looked like a wild-eyed teenager, instead of a mature businessman. His platinum blond hair sill fell into his ocean blue eyes. His skin was still as pale as it had been when duo left them on the hill top five years ago. He wore a plain white dress shirt and a pair of black dress pants. He wore a gold buckled belt to keep the slightly large pants up and a pair of shinny black shoes. 'Just as shiny as my dress boots.' Duo thought, still in a small amount of shock. "You look great. So grown up." He was still a bit shorter than Duo. "Both of you." He smiled. "So have you." Trowa said, walking up. He hugged the shorter man gently. "So talk to me, what's up with you guys?" he let go of Trowa and headed over to a stall. "Well.." Quatre shifted in his place, as duo clipped a large mare to the cross-ties. He picked up a brush and combed out the dirt. "Trowa and I got.married." duo looked up at them and smiled.
"Congratulations guys!" Quatre let out a sigh of relief. "What? Worried I wouldn't accept you guys?" Duo chuckled, setting the brush down. " Duo, what are you doing in the Mounties?" Trowa asked, leaning against the stall doors. Duo smiled. "Well, when I left Hilde's place after I got my diploma from high school, I came back home to Canada. I wanted to go back to helping people, and I'd always admired the Mounties, so I became one" Trowa nodded then asked, "But.doesn't it take five years to become a Mounties?" "Yeah but, I mean, look at my previous experiences and my last job. They just sorta pushed me right thought." Trowa nodded again, smirking. Duo slowed down his brushing. "How's Heero?" he asked, almost whispering it out. "He's.. Alright.he's head of security in Sank." Duo's heart dropped. "Married to Relena then, huh? Well, tell him I'm happy for him." duo started to put the horse away. "Duo, Heero's not married to miss. Relena." Duo looked up at Quatre. "He's not?" Quatre smiled. "No." Duo's grin came back. He turned to his long lost friends. "Come on. Let's go celebrate!" "What are we celebrating?" Quatre asked. Duo only grinned. "The fact that you guys found me." He said. 'And that I still may have a chance with him.' he thought as he threw his arms around his friends.
Duo brought them into the city; leading them around and showing them sights that no tour guide would show them.
"Come on. In here." Quatre caught a glance at the name as they went in.
"McLeary's?" Duo nodded, grinning wildly. "It's a bar all the Mounties go to. So ya know it's safe and your wallet won't get stolen." Trowa chuckled as he held the door open for Quatre. Quatre looked up at Trowa and blushed then entered the dingy bar. When Duo entered, a few people let out a resounding, drunken cheer. Blushing slightly, Duo calmed them and sat at a table with Trowa and Quatre. Just as they sat down, a lovely blond woman with her haired tied back in a braid like Duo's walked up to them. "Hello boys, what can I getcha?" she asked in a heavy Irish accent. "Abby, you can drop the act, these are friends of mine." Duo said. The girl, Abby, smiled wider. "Oh well, that's different then." She smiled, looking a lot like duo. "Gunna introduce me?" Duo rolled his violet eyes. "Guys, this is my sister, Abby. Ab, this is Quatre and Trowa.wait who took whose name?" Abby's eyebrows rose. Quatre went pink. "We hyphenated." Duo nodded and turned back to Abby. "This is Quatre and Trowa Barton-Winner.or Winner-Barton.. Whatever." Abby smirked, standing back up again. "Well what can I get for the happy couple?" Quatre went bright red again and Trowa took a hold of his hand. "You blush to much angel." He looked up at Abby. "He'll have a diet coke and I'll have.a cool lemonade please." Abby nodded and turned to Duo. "The regular right?" she asked as she began to walk away. "You got it babe!" Duo slapped her backside. Abby slapped his hand away, laughing. Duo chuckled and turned back to his friends. "She's engaged to be married too." He smiled. "My baby sister's al grown up." He watched Abby move about the bar, taking orders. "So, who's she marring?" Trowa asked. Duo smirked. "I did a full background check first on the guy when she told me. He's clean. He's the bartender here." They turned to see Abby place the orders on the bar top and give the tender a little kiss. Then pointed to their table. The bartender smirked at them, nodding.
Duo saw Trowa and Quatre back to their hotel, agreeing to be their 'personal escort' back to the parliament building tomorrow. "Trowa, we HAVE to call him! Remember what he made us promise?" Quatre pleaded, holding the receiver in one hand. Trowa's fingers holding down the button on the phone keeping the call from going though. "Quatre, we can't. If we tell him he'll come here. If he comes, than sank will be unprotected and Relena will be targeted, you know that." "But she's got others! He NEEDS to know!" "QUATRE!" Trowa barked garbing Quatre's wrist. "Angel, if he leaves and finds duo, he's not going to go back. You and I both know that. If he doesn't go back, that will mean that it will be up to us to train the new soldiers. It will mean we have to fight again. I know you don't want that. Think of echo." Quatre stopped his hand trembling. He was divided between his loyalty to Heero and his love for his new baby girl. "But." he bit his trembling lip. Trowa pulled his husband into his arms. Quatre barred his face into Trowa's neck. "Trowa.why? It's just not fair!" he sobbed dropping the receiver. "I know angel, I know."
Duo shifted in his bead. He pulled down the small picture of Heero. "God.it's not fair. I miss you Heero. I'm sorry I disappeared. I should have at least told you where I was going." He petted the photo's hair, gazing into the pictures deep cobalt eyes, but it wasn't the same as feeling his soft hair or seeing his eyes for what they really were. The picture didn't do them justice. He sighed, "well good night Heero.." *******
Abby: There! It's done! After three days of typing it's DONE!! Duo: Finally.. Took you long enough! All you do is sit around and--*cover's duo's mouth* Abby: want your lemon scene with Heero? *Duo nods* than zip it! *Turns to the readers* more to come when I can get time to type it.And write it.Please be kind review.^_^v