"Name me your God"

-by ReddAlice-

Author's Note: I am feeling very angsty lately, and I guess I feel if I write in some form or other I'll eventually be able to get going with my original projects. This is a Yaoi Gundam Wing Fan-Fic. I tried to keep the style a bit simple; I have this dirty habit of becoming over descriptive But hey, I won't cut out where it counts!!

-UPDATED- this fic is over a year old, and I am just starting to rework it.

WARNINGS: They may not necessarily imply to this particular chapter or section, but they will eventually: Lemon, Yaoi, Angst, Darkfic, NCamongst other things..

Disclaimer: Gundam Wing A.C. was created by Hajime Yatate & Yoshiyuki Tomino and is licensed to Bandai Entertainment.

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The gargoyles above the church door arch loomed broodingly over the holly entrance and seemed to resonate with the bells as they gonged 11 times, and rang into silence above the grounds. All is wellDuo stuffed his chilled hands into the pockets of his black duster and whirled against the wind in one smooth gesture, "Heero?" He shouted, "Come out here!"

Seconds drew into minutes, and he grew impatient waiting for his friend's exit of the church, what in all of God damned hell could take so long Jobs like this aren't meant for Preventers, jobs like this are for FBI agents who run around using and abusing the secret identity of Foxx Mulder, he thought bitterly. Though he was not all against the idea of being called off of vacation to spend time with Heero, it was the entire idea of creep hunting out in the middle of an abandoned area of L-1. He distantly remembered a time when not even the smallest section of a colony was untidy or unused, let alone abandoned completely. "Such a waste" He clucked his tongue looking up in awe at the expensive architecture designed after many 14th and 16th century gothic cathedrals, Just goes to show, old doesn't survive well in the new He thought distantly of St. Maxwell's, regardless of the different scenario that had to do with St. Michael's completely demolishment abandonment.

God damn it "Heero?!" He shouted climbing the steps up to the colossal doors three at a time, "I wanna get out of here sometime tonight, and I can just hear that eggnog!"

Duo poked his head in through the doors he had left ajar on his way out, "Heero" His voice echoed up past the balcony seats even after he trailed off, a young man sat languidly on the altar. He sat there with his head pointed downward, and his arms limp at his sides. Duo held for a moment, anxiety in a tight knot in his abdomen. How did a civilian get inside the church? The man, nothing more than a boy in his late teens, was still, not even the fall of his chest could be seen.

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The wind from a broken window nearby blew through a diaphanous white curtain making it roll like waves of colorless water in the air. It would blow far out before being gently sucked back to reveal a woman sitting on a dust covered crate, her translucent red dress unsoiled by the filth that blanketed that bell tower.

Quietly Heero drew his gun from his belt, and stepped back towards the wall relieving himself of his blind spot. The wall, a good 2 inches from his back, emanated an icy air that seeped through the pores of his blue shirt. "Come out with your hands visible." He commanded in a monotone voice, a chill seeping up his spine and calling the hair on the back of his neck to attention.

She smiled vaguely and moved for the first time simply to push back a long curled lock of flaxen hair that had fallen before her washed out blue eyes.

"Let me see your hands!" Heero reinforced, shaking off a wrenching feeling of despair.

The woman held her hands forward showing her palms as if she was ready to be arrested and hauled in to the local police station, but Heero wasn't there to arrest unwanted trespassers. He was there to look into the strange phenomena that had been springing up around the area, the cathedral being the main focal point.

Heero lowered his gun letting his guard down slightly, it was just a girl. "Lets get you out of here." He said quietly easing his posture comfortably, "No one is suppose to be in here, the bell tower was blocked off for a-" His words fell muffled into Duo's anguished cry. "Duo.." Heero raised his gun and ran back the way he had came in.

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Duo finally stopped fighting the young man, and wrapped his arms around his neck, his head rolling to the side limply; each of his limbs felt weighted and numb.

The world swam and his eyes watered blurring the edges off objects with the neglected background. It it was all a scam to get me to come closer He thought derisively before he shut his eyes and fell back against the altar with a sickening crack.

Somewhere off in the background, what sounded far away, Duo heard Heero screaming his name

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Heero watched horror as Duo's eyes fell shut and a dark stillness fell over the room.

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Quatre let his eyes drift close, he enjoyed his time off and away from all the fighting and anger. Though being a Preventer gave his life more purpose that extended past the walls of his estate and grandeur position, it was emotionally draining and left him weak and tired when the day was finally done.

Duo!

Apprehensively Quatre bolted up right and fought his bed sheets, "Heero?!" He shouted, "Heero" His friend's voice had faded into the back recesses of his subconscious, leaving him sick to his gut.

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Trowa raised an incredulous eyebrow, "You heard Heero call Duo's name?"

Finally frustrated by the rough and doubtful interrogation Trowa proceeded to give, Quatre stood up from his chair and starred down at his lover. The violent emotions that swam inside bridged the gap between hurt and blind rage, and before he became anymore outright ambivalent he swung back an arm and thrust his fist into Trowa's jaw. "I heard Heero, stop treating me like I'm insane."

Wufei looked up, the sound of the punch combined with his angered words jarred him from his half dazed state. "You're empathic, Quatre, not psychicYour asking us to believe that you heard Heero, though he is away on a mission, screaming Duo's name?"

"Yes" He said quietly, and he sat back in his seat unable to look the shocked Trowa in the eyes knowing very well if he did he might see the future of their relationship in the pools of liquid emerald.

"Alright, Quatre, I'll amuse myself with this idea I'll put in word that you, Trowa, and I are coming off of holiday to go check up on Heero and Duo on L-1; I'll neglect to mention anything of your encounter until this is verified." Wufei said watching Trowa's hand slowly move to his mouth, a dark bead of blood dripping from his lip.

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Ending Author's note: Please review, I like to know what my readers DO and DO NOT like about my writing. Honesty is appreciated; I am not so soft as to where I will burst in immediate tears when the first person says Ew, you suck. Lol. ^-^ Like always, I'm sorry for my poor grammar! I really do reread these pieces trying to correct them to the best of my ability, but I'm afraid my knowledge in that area is um think of another word for bad and use it there, lol, anything will do. So if anything is so horrible you can't withstand it! Lemme know, and I will try and fix it.