Vega: *squee!* What a response!
Wufei: *twirls a finger in the air and says deadpan* Whoohoo.
Vega: Oh hush. This is the first fic I've ever posted and people like it!
Wufei: The stop talking so they can like it more.
Vega: ok!
To enjen: Duo is 8-9 which is his age in episode zero so it all fits in.
Standard Disclaimer: Don't own them, just borrowing them. Don't sue me.
Chapter 1
Duo smirked as his target OZ base blew up in several well-placed, large explosions. He casually walked back his buddy, Deathscythe, pointedly ignoring the debris falling around him. He hopped into the cockpit of his gundam and glanced at his watch.
"Perfect," he said, "I have and hour to relax before I head back to the safe house." He smiled to himself. He was due for a moment to himself and not the war or the missions. It was a rare occurrence.
As he settled down in the cockpit, he couldn't help but notice the dull ache coming from his backside. He ignored it the best he could as he took off from the destroyed base, though with each movement it made itself known. After ten agonizing minutes, Deathscythe landed on an isolated island, not far from their current safe house. Duo leapt from the gundam and landed gracefully on the ground, shedding his clothing during the short fall. He walked toward the shore of the beach, dropping clothes along the way. Only clad in his boxers, he dove into the crystal clear waters of the ocean. He floated on his back and allowed the waves to rock his lithe form. Once the tension abandoned his body, he slipped the back of his boxers down a bit and let his tail escape from its confinements. He got out of the water and lay, face down, on the beach sunning himself. His tail flicked back and forth in contentment.
"Absolutely wonderful," he sighed.
He lied there, baking in the sun for about half an hour before he had to use all his will power the leave the beach paradise. He gathered his clothes and dressed, watching the beautiful sunset. How he longed to see these more often, but being a gundam pilot gave him little time to admire the beauty of the Earth and make friends. Duo sighed; he missed them all so much. Leaving the heavenly sight behind him, he climbed in his gundam and flew back to his current home: the safe house.
"Duo! You're back," Quatre's sweet voice caroled as he ran to greet the American, "I heard the base was destroyed an hour ago and since you weren't back I was so worried. Are you ok?"
Duo smiled at the small blond; the boy made him feel like he had a mother looking out for him. He saw that Quatre was waiting for a response and brightened his smile. "I'm fine Q-man. I just decided to use the extra time to relax."
"Good, I hope you're feeling better. Heero and the others are in the living room, we all have a new mission."
Duo sighed. Another one… oh joy. "Ok. Let me put my things away and I'll be right there." He ran up the stairs and tossed his things in the room he shared with Heero "The Perfect Soldier" Yuy. He knew he was going to get fussed at for dumping his things on the floor like that, but hey, at least Heero was going to talk to him. On some level Duo knew it wasn't healthy to fall for a guy who ignores you, but he couldn't help where his heart led him. He raced back down the stairs and practically skipped into the living room, taking a seat on the arm of the couch.
Heero saw Duo bounce into the room and leveled a glare at his, but as usual, Duo shrugged it off with a grin. Heero sighed and continued filling the pilots in on what their next mission was. It was simple enough; all they had to do was to infiltrate an OZ base, by enrolling as students in the school on Base (1). They were to delete to base's information on the gundams. They had to stay at the school for one month, and then each must leave, at different time for different reasons of course.
"Is everyone clear on what we must do? Duo?" Heero glared at Duo, who seemed to be lost in a daydream.
"Yeah, yeah, I hear ya Heero," Duo said, then added under his breath, "But I don't understand why you automatically think it's me who'll screw up. The others have messed up just as many and maybe more times as I have and you don't seem to jump down their throats."
"What was that, Duo?" Heero all but growled.
"Nothing, just thinking aloud. Well, if we're done, I'm gonna get something to eat, anyone else want something?"
Wufei stood up and walked passed Duo. "Like I'd trust you with handling my food."
Duo's smile dropped a fraction but he recovered quickly. But not quick enough, as Quatre caught his expression. The blond had also heard what Duo mumbled and felt a bit sorry for him. It was true that Heero and the other pilots were a little hard on Duo sometimes, but he couldn't blame them completely. Duo did seem a little too carefree when it came to missions, and that attitude seemed to cause to others to doubt his abilities.
"On second thought, I'm a little tired. So I'll just head to bed. 'Night all." Duo then disappeared up the stairs and shut himself in the room. He lied back on his bed, looking at the ceiling. He knew why the others, especially Heero, doubted him. It was the mask he created for them so they couldn't see the real Duo. Now saying it didn't bother him would be lying, and he never lied. The only thing that really bothered him was that they didn't try and see what was behind the mask. Tears stung his eyes and he wiped them quickly. He wouldn't cry; he'd done enough of that in his past.
Duo sighed and rolled over to look out the window. His past: how he missed it. His friends, his family, his old life, all of it gone. All that was left was the tiny capsule he kept inside a compartment inside the cross on his necklace and a promise to be rescued. It's been eight years since those things were given to him and he still hadn't lost hope, but it was fading; slowly but surely.
Duo was so lost in thought he didn't notice when Heero had come in the room. Heero watched his roommate with a certain fascination. Before his eyes no longer sat the energetic and annoying pilot 02, but there sat a boy with eyes so deep that one could loose themselves in them and an expression that comes from years of hard times and hope. Heero fell in love all over again. Yes, he did love the braided boy, he'd finally admitted that to himself, but he was afraid. Afraid of being vulnerable, afraid of being rejected and most of all he was afraid of loosing a friend. Though he was sometimes harsh to Duo, he did consider him a friend, his best friend. He made his presence known by sitting at the one desk they had and turning on his laptop.
Duo blinked and looked toward the glowing computer in the darkness of their room. Normally Duo would have chatted with Heero just to fill the silence of their small room but he didn't feel up to putting on a show to amuse the pilot of Wing Gundam. He rolled on to his side and tried to go to sleep, knowing his dreams would be haunted by the faces of the past and certain cobalt eyed boy.
The gundam boys left at dawn, heading for the school they were to attend. They enrolled and were shown to their rooms. The room assignments were Trowa and Quatre, Wufei and Heero, and Duo alone.
"Figures," Duo muttered as he started to unpack his stuff. "Maybe Heero planned it this way or I'm just meant to be alone." He didn't want to think about it, he had to get to class. As he came out of his room he bumped into Quatre and Trowa and walked with them, joking around and having a good time. Before they went their separate ways, Duo and Quatre both turned around and looked behind them. Trowa only blinked his visible green eye at them; if he didn't know any better he'd say they planned that.
"That's odd. I could have sworn I felt something," Quatre said.
"Hmm, odd indeed," Duo said quietly. He hasn't felt anything like that since…
He saw Trowa and Quatre looking at him strangely and gave a nervous laugh. He put his hand behind his head, "Heh, I'd better get to class. See ya later guys!" and he took off down the hall to his class.
Once he was in his class, he took a seat close to the back of the room and put his head on the desk. Not long after the bell rang, he felt a tug at his braid. //Who dares touch the braid?// Duo spun around ready to yell at the culprit and came face to face with Heero. Why had Heero tugged his braid?
"Hey Heero. Why'd you pull my braid?"
"I didn't, it caught on my notebook when I picked it up," Heero answered. //Actually, I just wanted to see if it was as silky as in my dreams//
"Oh, whatever." Duo turned back to face the front of the class, trying to will his blush away. He was blushing because Heero was in his class and for all the places that he could have sat, he sat behind him.
The teacher came in and quieted the class and prepared for the day's lesson. He was a tall man with dark brown eyes and strawberry blond hair that was held back in a short ponytail. He turned and smiled at the class.
"Good morning class. Today we have two new students. Will you two come up to the front of the class and introduce yourselves."
That was their cue. Both Heero and Duo rose from their seats and went to the front of the class.
Wanting to get it over with Heero spoke first, "Heero Yuy."
Assuming Heero wasn't going to say anymore, Duo smiled and gave the class a victory sign, "Duo Maxwell, nice to meet you all!" He winked and a group of girls giggled and blushed. He and Heero took their seats and the class began.
Later at lunch the five boys sat at a table together and talked about their day. Well… Duo and Quatre talked, the others just nodded and made the occasional grunt.
"So, the teacher forgot what number plutonium was on the periodic table so she asked the class and I was like I know it! And…" Duo paused to take a breath and a bite of his sandwich and as he was about to continue he caught a glimpse of someone with purple hair in the lunch line. As he tried to focus on the hair the person just disappeared. Duo noticed that the others were looking at him, obviously waiting for him to finish his story. Funny thing was that he forgot everything he was saying.
"Uh… I think I just forgot what I was about to say," Duo said sheepishly.
Wufei groaned. "Typical Maxwell."
"Heh, yeah. Typical me. Hey Q-man, can I have a word with you in private?"
"Sure Duo." Quatre stood up and he and Duo went outside into the school's courtyard. They sat on one of the stone benches and Quatre waited patiently for Duo to speak.
"Quatre, you remember what happened this morning when you said you felt something?"
"Yes, it was very strange. Why do you ask?"
"Well I felt it too and I was a little worried."
"You felt it too? How? Are you an empath?"
"You could say that. At times I feel energies coming from people, if they are strong enough."
"I had no idea, Duo."
"So what do you make of it? What do you think it could be?"
"Well it doesn't seem to be harmful, but I really don't know."
"Did it seem….powerful to you?" Duo was grasping for words that fit the feeling he felt. He had only felt a naura like that when he was younger during her time with the Briefs family. But there's not way that could happen here, years later and dimensions away, could it?
Quatre continued, oblivious to Duo's deep thoughts. "It did seem restrained. It gave me a headache later."
"If you feel anything like it again, you'll tell me right?"
Quatre blinked. "Sure thing Duo, but wh-"
"Thanks Quatre. You're a pal." Duo was up and gone before Quatre had a chance to finish. He had things to do.
*~*~*
It was late at night; students and teachers had all retired for the evening long ago. The only life that stirred were the gentle creatures of the night that populated the woods surrounding the courtyard. The security equipment was conveniently on the fritz and the guards were otherwise occupied with a few well-timed fireworks. A shadowed figure strolled down the hallways of the school, confident that he wouldn't be caught, toward the main office and the main computers. After picking the lock, he located the school's main computer and began his work. He scanned the databases and hacked into the schedules, making a couple of changes here and there that wouldn't be detected. It was great being a technological genius. Printing the needed information and covering his tracks, young man left the same way he entered and disappeared into the night. The guards never did figure out why the sparklers suddenly went out, but they were thankful none the less.
Vega: There's chapter 1 and I'll tell you this….. *whispers* That's all I had written. *dodges fruit* But don't worry! I have it all outlined and school's out so the next chapter should be up… sometime.
Wufei: …You made me a prick. *glares*
Vega: Well you are, but just for a little bit. *mutters* Until you get your rear kicked.
Wufei: Excuse me?!
Vega: I'm in trouble, bye! *runs*
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Wufei: *twirls a finger in the air and says deadpan* Whoohoo.
Vega: Oh hush. This is the first fic I've ever posted and people like it!
Wufei: The stop talking so they can like it more.
Vega: ok!
To enjen: Duo is 8-9 which is his age in episode zero so it all fits in.
Standard Disclaimer: Don't own them, just borrowing them. Don't sue me.
Chapter 1
Duo smirked as his target OZ base blew up in several well-placed, large explosions. He casually walked back his buddy, Deathscythe, pointedly ignoring the debris falling around him. He hopped into the cockpit of his gundam and glanced at his watch.
"Perfect," he said, "I have and hour to relax before I head back to the safe house." He smiled to himself. He was due for a moment to himself and not the war or the missions. It was a rare occurrence.
As he settled down in the cockpit, he couldn't help but notice the dull ache coming from his backside. He ignored it the best he could as he took off from the destroyed base, though with each movement it made itself known. After ten agonizing minutes, Deathscythe landed on an isolated island, not far from their current safe house. Duo leapt from the gundam and landed gracefully on the ground, shedding his clothing during the short fall. He walked toward the shore of the beach, dropping clothes along the way. Only clad in his boxers, he dove into the crystal clear waters of the ocean. He floated on his back and allowed the waves to rock his lithe form. Once the tension abandoned his body, he slipped the back of his boxers down a bit and let his tail escape from its confinements. He got out of the water and lay, face down, on the beach sunning himself. His tail flicked back and forth in contentment.
"Absolutely wonderful," he sighed.
He lied there, baking in the sun for about half an hour before he had to use all his will power the leave the beach paradise. He gathered his clothes and dressed, watching the beautiful sunset. How he longed to see these more often, but being a gundam pilot gave him little time to admire the beauty of the Earth and make friends. Duo sighed; he missed them all so much. Leaving the heavenly sight behind him, he climbed in his gundam and flew back to his current home: the safe house.
"Duo! You're back," Quatre's sweet voice caroled as he ran to greet the American, "I heard the base was destroyed an hour ago and since you weren't back I was so worried. Are you ok?"
Duo smiled at the small blond; the boy made him feel like he had a mother looking out for him. He saw that Quatre was waiting for a response and brightened his smile. "I'm fine Q-man. I just decided to use the extra time to relax."
"Good, I hope you're feeling better. Heero and the others are in the living room, we all have a new mission."
Duo sighed. Another one… oh joy. "Ok. Let me put my things away and I'll be right there." He ran up the stairs and tossed his things in the room he shared with Heero "The Perfect Soldier" Yuy. He knew he was going to get fussed at for dumping his things on the floor like that, but hey, at least Heero was going to talk to him. On some level Duo knew it wasn't healthy to fall for a guy who ignores you, but he couldn't help where his heart led him. He raced back down the stairs and practically skipped into the living room, taking a seat on the arm of the couch.
Heero saw Duo bounce into the room and leveled a glare at his, but as usual, Duo shrugged it off with a grin. Heero sighed and continued filling the pilots in on what their next mission was. It was simple enough; all they had to do was to infiltrate an OZ base, by enrolling as students in the school on Base (1). They were to delete to base's information on the gundams. They had to stay at the school for one month, and then each must leave, at different time for different reasons of course.
"Is everyone clear on what we must do? Duo?" Heero glared at Duo, who seemed to be lost in a daydream.
"Yeah, yeah, I hear ya Heero," Duo said, then added under his breath, "But I don't understand why you automatically think it's me who'll screw up. The others have messed up just as many and maybe more times as I have and you don't seem to jump down their throats."
"What was that, Duo?" Heero all but growled.
"Nothing, just thinking aloud. Well, if we're done, I'm gonna get something to eat, anyone else want something?"
Wufei stood up and walked passed Duo. "Like I'd trust you with handling my food."
Duo's smile dropped a fraction but he recovered quickly. But not quick enough, as Quatre caught his expression. The blond had also heard what Duo mumbled and felt a bit sorry for him. It was true that Heero and the other pilots were a little hard on Duo sometimes, but he couldn't blame them completely. Duo did seem a little too carefree when it came to missions, and that attitude seemed to cause to others to doubt his abilities.
"On second thought, I'm a little tired. So I'll just head to bed. 'Night all." Duo then disappeared up the stairs and shut himself in the room. He lied back on his bed, looking at the ceiling. He knew why the others, especially Heero, doubted him. It was the mask he created for them so they couldn't see the real Duo. Now saying it didn't bother him would be lying, and he never lied. The only thing that really bothered him was that they didn't try and see what was behind the mask. Tears stung his eyes and he wiped them quickly. He wouldn't cry; he'd done enough of that in his past.
Duo sighed and rolled over to look out the window. His past: how he missed it. His friends, his family, his old life, all of it gone. All that was left was the tiny capsule he kept inside a compartment inside the cross on his necklace and a promise to be rescued. It's been eight years since those things were given to him and he still hadn't lost hope, but it was fading; slowly but surely.
Duo was so lost in thought he didn't notice when Heero had come in the room. Heero watched his roommate with a certain fascination. Before his eyes no longer sat the energetic and annoying pilot 02, but there sat a boy with eyes so deep that one could loose themselves in them and an expression that comes from years of hard times and hope. Heero fell in love all over again. Yes, he did love the braided boy, he'd finally admitted that to himself, but he was afraid. Afraid of being vulnerable, afraid of being rejected and most of all he was afraid of loosing a friend. Though he was sometimes harsh to Duo, he did consider him a friend, his best friend. He made his presence known by sitting at the one desk they had and turning on his laptop.
Duo blinked and looked toward the glowing computer in the darkness of their room. Normally Duo would have chatted with Heero just to fill the silence of their small room but he didn't feel up to putting on a show to amuse the pilot of Wing Gundam. He rolled on to his side and tried to go to sleep, knowing his dreams would be haunted by the faces of the past and certain cobalt eyed boy.
The gundam boys left at dawn, heading for the school they were to attend. They enrolled and were shown to their rooms. The room assignments were Trowa and Quatre, Wufei and Heero, and Duo alone.
"Figures," Duo muttered as he started to unpack his stuff. "Maybe Heero planned it this way or I'm just meant to be alone." He didn't want to think about it, he had to get to class. As he came out of his room he bumped into Quatre and Trowa and walked with them, joking around and having a good time. Before they went their separate ways, Duo and Quatre both turned around and looked behind them. Trowa only blinked his visible green eye at them; if he didn't know any better he'd say they planned that.
"That's odd. I could have sworn I felt something," Quatre said.
"Hmm, odd indeed," Duo said quietly. He hasn't felt anything like that since…
He saw Trowa and Quatre looking at him strangely and gave a nervous laugh. He put his hand behind his head, "Heh, I'd better get to class. See ya later guys!" and he took off down the hall to his class.
Once he was in his class, he took a seat close to the back of the room and put his head on the desk. Not long after the bell rang, he felt a tug at his braid. //Who dares touch the braid?// Duo spun around ready to yell at the culprit and came face to face with Heero. Why had Heero tugged his braid?
"Hey Heero. Why'd you pull my braid?"
"I didn't, it caught on my notebook when I picked it up," Heero answered. //Actually, I just wanted to see if it was as silky as in my dreams//
"Oh, whatever." Duo turned back to face the front of the class, trying to will his blush away. He was blushing because Heero was in his class and for all the places that he could have sat, he sat behind him.
The teacher came in and quieted the class and prepared for the day's lesson. He was a tall man with dark brown eyes and strawberry blond hair that was held back in a short ponytail. He turned and smiled at the class.
"Good morning class. Today we have two new students. Will you two come up to the front of the class and introduce yourselves."
That was their cue. Both Heero and Duo rose from their seats and went to the front of the class.
Wanting to get it over with Heero spoke first, "Heero Yuy."
Assuming Heero wasn't going to say anymore, Duo smiled and gave the class a victory sign, "Duo Maxwell, nice to meet you all!" He winked and a group of girls giggled and blushed. He and Heero took their seats and the class began.
Later at lunch the five boys sat at a table together and talked about their day. Well… Duo and Quatre talked, the others just nodded and made the occasional grunt.
"So, the teacher forgot what number plutonium was on the periodic table so she asked the class and I was like I know it! And…" Duo paused to take a breath and a bite of his sandwich and as he was about to continue he caught a glimpse of someone with purple hair in the lunch line. As he tried to focus on the hair the person just disappeared. Duo noticed that the others were looking at him, obviously waiting for him to finish his story. Funny thing was that he forgot everything he was saying.
"Uh… I think I just forgot what I was about to say," Duo said sheepishly.
Wufei groaned. "Typical Maxwell."
"Heh, yeah. Typical me. Hey Q-man, can I have a word with you in private?"
"Sure Duo." Quatre stood up and he and Duo went outside into the school's courtyard. They sat on one of the stone benches and Quatre waited patiently for Duo to speak.
"Quatre, you remember what happened this morning when you said you felt something?"
"Yes, it was very strange. Why do you ask?"
"Well I felt it too and I was a little worried."
"You felt it too? How? Are you an empath?"
"You could say that. At times I feel energies coming from people, if they are strong enough."
"I had no idea, Duo."
"So what do you make of it? What do you think it could be?"
"Well it doesn't seem to be harmful, but I really don't know."
"Did it seem….powerful to you?" Duo was grasping for words that fit the feeling he felt. He had only felt a naura like that when he was younger during her time with the Briefs family. But there's not way that could happen here, years later and dimensions away, could it?
Quatre continued, oblivious to Duo's deep thoughts. "It did seem restrained. It gave me a headache later."
"If you feel anything like it again, you'll tell me right?"
Quatre blinked. "Sure thing Duo, but wh-"
"Thanks Quatre. You're a pal." Duo was up and gone before Quatre had a chance to finish. He had things to do.
*~*~*
It was late at night; students and teachers had all retired for the evening long ago. The only life that stirred were the gentle creatures of the night that populated the woods surrounding the courtyard. The security equipment was conveniently on the fritz and the guards were otherwise occupied with a few well-timed fireworks. A shadowed figure strolled down the hallways of the school, confident that he wouldn't be caught, toward the main office and the main computers. After picking the lock, he located the school's main computer and began his work. He scanned the databases and hacked into the schedules, making a couple of changes here and there that wouldn't be detected. It was great being a technological genius. Printing the needed information and covering his tracks, young man left the same way he entered and disappeared into the night. The guards never did figure out why the sparklers suddenly went out, but they were thankful none the less.
Vega: There's chapter 1 and I'll tell you this….. *whispers* That's all I had written. *dodges fruit* But don't worry! I have it all outlined and school's out so the next chapter should be up… sometime.
Wufei: …You made me a prick. *glares*
Vega: Well you are, but just for a little bit. *mutters* Until you get your rear kicked.
Wufei: Excuse me?!
Vega: I'm in trouble, bye! *runs*
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