Title: Escape Tactics (1/5) Author: Mistress Tsunami (Mistress_Tsunami@y...) Archive: If you wan, just ask, although I dun kno why you would wan Pairings: 2+5 (kinda, not really in this one), 1+5 (same), 1+2+5 (same), and 2+? (guess who! Oh, and is it really there? If it is, where? Wanna know what you guys think, even tho I 'lready got it planned out.) Warnings: Umm...just general wierdness? I had nothing better to do kinda wierdness? Really...umm, strange wierdness? Rating: G Feedback: pretty please with a Duo on top and a cheery on top o' 'im? Notes: *** = scene change. _BOOM_ = emphasis. Duo was idly drawing little frowning faces on a piece of paper, which just happened to be what he was decoding. Yes, that's right. Duo Maxwell was stuck decoding transmissions, not that he would actually _do_ it, no. He'd just make up something that sounded right and watch all the little Ozzies scramble for an attack that would never happen. Because, truth be told, Duo was caught. Yepperz, he was captured by the one and only Zechs. Marvelous blonde, really. He was contemplating what _exactly_ Zechs used to wash his hair when, lo and behold, said pilot appeared. "Well hey there, Szechsy, what you up to, runnin' round down here all by yer lonesome?" "Don't play games with me, pilot 2," Zechs smirked, and Duo didn't really like it. It gave him a bad feeling. "What's the report say?" "Oh, I dunno, somethin about some attack or nother someplace down the road, next coupla days maybe," He half-lied. Hey, he told Zechs he didn't know, and the rest were just guesses. "Liar." "Oh, Zexsy, that hurts. I never lie." "You're only guessing, then." It was Duo's turn to smirk then. "Maybe I am, Maybe I ain't. Ya gonna risk it?" "The room was monitered, you never opened it up beyond the cover." Duo glared at Zechs, perhaps boring down on his will to see if it was true, but Duo had _known_ that the room was monitered. Seeing that Zechs truly _had_ been watching him, Duo allowed himself a small chuckle, much to the discomfort of the other male in the room, who was silently wishing that Duo had been borne a girl. "Zechs, you amaze me. I've been doing this for three whole days, and you just now bothered to watch me? Well, I'll tell you something that's not in any report you'll get thru you're transmissions. They're all fake. The real message is hidden inside the false one, about ten times. It takes days just to decode one message thru this system, so it's only used rarely, but we keep the false messages spurting out so that you can't see where the real one is. Feeling better yet, Zechs? I'm not done. "Now, we have a coupla options here. One, you let me go, and release 'Fei - that's pilot 5 if ya didn't know - and we both go on our merry way home to go find more ways to screw with your lives. Two, you don't let us go and we break outta here anyway and go screw with your lives. "Three's pretty icky, that's where you kill us and we haunt you night and day until you end your puny life, but until we make sure that you screw with everybody else's enough to end the war. Am I making myself clear? Either you let me and 'Fei go, or this base gets blasted to smithereens on our way out." Zechs' lip twitched at the monolouge, but he stayed otherwise fairly expressionless. "Are you quite finished?" Duo put his hands behind his head and proped his chair back, smiling, but not saying a word. Zechs could have sworn that Duo was looking _down_ at him instead of up. "Turn off the camera." Duo quirked an eyebrow, but noticed that the light signaling that the camera was on quickly disappeared. "Now, then, I'll let you and your little friend go free, pilot 2, on one condition..." *************** Duo and Wufei casually walked out of the base, waving to the officers as they left. A light wind blue Duo's loose hair behind him in waves, and Wufei's uncharacteristically loose hair blew back as well, only to fall back into his face when the wind died. Cursing, he pushed it behind his ear. "I still don't see why he wanted my hairtie," Wufei complained. "Couldn't have just bought his own?" Duo almost giggled, but it turned into more of a smirk. "At least he didn't ask you to do what he asked me to." "And what was that?" "You'll never know, now will you Wuffie?" "My name, Maxwell, is Wu_fei_." "Ok, 'Fei." "_Wu_fei." "Ok, Wu-man." "_WU_FEI_." "Ok, Wuffers." "WU - Ahhh, forget it." The pair walked off, one smirking at a point gained, the other with an odd glint in his eye and a firm determination _never_ to let the other know that he actually enjoyed that banter, at least, not for the time being.
