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Yami no Hikari
When Duo finally awoke the mad scientists were nowhere to be seen. Though the lights were back on again, and only flickered slightly every few minutes. Duo rubbed the back of his head and groaned slightly, blinking his eyes a few times to clear his mind he suddenly recalled the mission; more specifically that Heero was going to blow the building up whether or not pilot 02 had evacuated.
Grabbing his gun he decided to meet Wufei and Heero, they should be in the entrance hall waiting for him. In theory. That was depending on how long he had slept for. He ran out of the doors and began his ascent up the elevator shaft, reaching the top in no time.
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"Where is he? He should have been here by now, Yuy."
"He'll be here. If not we just have to blow the building without him."
Wufei stared at Heero, not really sure whether or not to believe him. He knew that Heero had a soft spot for the braided pilot and probably wouldn't kill him. Probably.
Thankfully he wasn't left to dwell on these thoughts as said pilot came running around the corner and into view. His hair was pretty dishevelled and his clothing torn in places. There were spots of dried blood all over his body but it wasn't clear if it was his own or someone else's.
"Duo, come on, we're ready to go. Quatre and Trowa are waiting with the Gundam's, but they suggested we take the scenic route as there are several guards hanging around. No point in fighting them. Are you ready?"
"Ready as I'll ever be."
Heero nodded and led them out of the building.
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Deep down in the basement of the building bright blue-violet eyes slowly blinked open. The teen sat up and flicked his braid over his shoulder before picking up a spider that had crawled over his hand and squeezing it. Blood trickled down his hand as he smirked.
He then remembered that the building was going to explode, and almost as if he didn't care, he slowly made his way to the elevator shaft. He paused to laugh at the soldier he had killed earlier.
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"Duo." Heero growled the name through frustration. The braided boy was animatedly enlightening the other two on what had happened to him down in the basement sector.
"It's true, though!"
"Did you plant the bomb?"
"Yes."
"That's all I care about then."
Duo stopped speaking and trudged along next to Wufei. He didn't like it when Heero was so pised off with him; he hadn't even done anything to anger the Wing pilot. He was just telling the truth. He had been drugged, but for what purpose he couldn't tell. He didn't feel any different, except maybe a little happier. Correction, he had felt a lot happier until Heero had yelled at him.
Wufei had never been more shocked in his life when he glanced over to the Deathscythe pilot and found tears in his eyes.
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The braided boy arrived at the entrance to the building. There were a few guards to the left, just in front of where the Gundams were set. They didn't look that tough…
"Hey guys, mind if I join the party?"
Guns fired all around him, but no one could hit the boy. He moved like lightning dodging every attack and issuing deadly ones of his own. In no time at all the ground was littered with OZ soldiers and the path to the Gundams clear.
Trowa and Quatre appeared, their eyes widening at the carnage.
"Uh…Duo? Where are Heero and Trowa?"
"I couldn't see them. We should probably just get out of here, they can fend for themselves."
Quatre looked doubtful, but Duo had already made his way to Deathscythe. He called down to them.
"Coming or not? They'll probably meet us at the safe house." The two boys looked at one another, shrugged and made their way to their own Gundams.
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"I'm telling you, J, G, O, they were all there!"
"What would the doctors be doing at an OZ facility?"
"I don't know, I can't remember everything. I think they were forced there. Hey, where did you say my Gundam was?"
"With our right…here…"
The three stared up at Wing Zero and Altron and the other three vacant spots.
"…well it was there. Maybe an OZ soldier stole your suit?"
"No way! Not Deathscythe Hell…no…this is just not my day." Heero made his first contribution to the conversation.
"You'll have to ride with me. No touching the controls. Wufei, follow us, I have the directions to the safe house." Wufei nodded and climbed into Altron.
"Heero?"
"What?"
"Can I drive?"
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As much as Heero liked the braided pilot, he never ever wanted to share a cockpit with him again. The whining never ceases.
"Are we there yet?"
"…"
"Are we there yet?"
"…"
"Are we there yet?"
"…"
"Are we - you know this isn't much fun if you don't say anything."
"…"
"Fine. So when do we detonate the bomb?"
A detonator switch was thrust into his hand, Heero had predicted Duo's next question was going to be 'Can I detonate it?' Duo pressed the switch and watched as the building erupted into flames, he prayed that his Gundam wasn't anywhere near it at the time, and simultaneously prayed that the Doctors were near it at the time. He then sat back to be chauffeured home.
"Are we there yet?"
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"Duo where are you? You're supposed to be helping us unpack supplies. DUO! Turn the music down!"
"Sheesh. Sorr--y."
"I don't know what's wrong with you, but can you at least make yourself useful and come downstairs for a minute?"
"I don't know."
Quatre restrained from murdering the boy and instead walked downstairs into Trowa's arms. The taller teen rocked him gently, not wanting the blonde to turn homicidal.
The front door opened, Heero and Wufei entered carrying several bags. Quatre thanked Allah and rushed to hug Heero instead, Trowa felt slightly miffed seeings how he was Quatre's boyfriend and all.
"Heero, please. Duo's been a nightmare ever since we got home! You have to talk some sense into…that…braided…Duo?" Quatre had paled; over Heero's shoulder he could clearly see Duo entering holding another bag. The Deathscythe pilot smiled and waved.
"He's been with us the whole time, right Wufei?" The Chinese man nodded and started to unpack the food supplies. Trowa and Quatre stared at one another as everyone heard footsteps on the stairs. A fairly short teen with violet eyes and long brown hair pulled into a braid entered the kitchen.
"What is all the noise? I can't concentrate on the TV."
To be Continued
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-Written: 3rd August 2004
-Dagger