Heavenly Hellions, Hellish Angels, Human Bodies Story By: Maelaena

Disclaimer: .........Do you really think I'd post on the net if I owned Gundam Wing? For those who need it spelled out: I don't own anything other than the plot and maybe one or two characters.

WARNING: This fic is rated for language and potential offensiveness. This fic deals with issues of religion and may be very offensive, but it is not meant to be taken seriously. To quote the movie Dogma "God has a sense of humor", so chill, after all if he didn't things wouldn't be so weird for us mere mortals.

Author's Notes: This fic is inspired by Rose Argent's 'Gunmetal Demons and Mechanical Angels' I really think everyone one should go read it at her site www.roseargent.com . Okay the following are my little grammar notes: "blah" is speaking, //blah\\ is thought or telepathy, ~~~~ is a scene change, and ++++ marks the beginning and end of each chapter.

Chapter 1: Attitude Changes; Personality 180's

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"You Bitch!!" Duo Maxwell swore, nursing his throbbing hand, the oven door had snapped closed and squashed said hand in the process. Before he could cause any more damage, to either himself or the oven, Duo heard the door to the apartment open and close, mere seconds later Heero walked into the kitchen carrying two bags. "What are you trying to do?" Heero asked putting the perishable groceries away, and pulling out an ice pack for Duo, between the two of them ice packs were a staple of life, and a blessing. Holding the ice pack against his hand Duo glared, first at Heero then at the oven, "I was trying to fix your damned oven."
Heero raised an eye, "....'my' damned oven?....You're the one who bought it, besides why are you trying to 'fix' it?" Duo continued glaring at the oven before turning angry eyes on Heero.
"The fucking door won't stay open, so I thought I'd be a nice guy and try to fix it so we wouldn't have to replace the whole thing, but what happens??", he brandished his hand, practically shoving it Heero's face, "The God damned fucking piece of shit bites me!!!!!" Heero blinked as Duo turned and stormed out of the kitchen. //Well..\\ Heero thought as he heard the bedroom door slam shut, //...at least he didn't throw anything this time...I suppose I should call Hilde now...\\ As he dialed Hilde's number Heero silently thanked, whatever being would listen, that Hilde was understanding of Duo's recent mood swings.

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Trowa sat on a shuttle port bench, grateful that he'd thought to pack at least some clothing into a duffel. The account Quatre had set up was probably as frozen as Antartica by now. He had enough money on him to either: afford a meal, cab fare to his friends, or rent a sleazy motel room for a couple nights. That brought up the next question 'which friend?': WuFei was on another colony, Cathy and the circus were on Earth and that would be the first place Quatre would think to look. That left him with very few options, and only one was acceptable. Sighing Trowa got up, double- checked to make sure he wasn't being tailed, then hailed a taxi giving directions to what he hoped would be a safe location.....

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Hilde triple-checked her bags; //Soda? Check. Ice cream? Check. Fudge? Check. Chocolate bars? Check. Chinese food for eight? Check.\\ From what Heero had said Duo would be depressed and hungry by the time she made it upstairs. She sighed as she set the bags on the hood of her car, locked the car and headed into the building, it seemed she was making more of these trips recently, if she didn't know better she'd swear Duo was suffering PMS so something was seriously wrong. .........speaking of seriously wrong....... Hilde could just make him out through her armfuls of bags.
"Trowa? Is that you? Why are you sitting in the lobby?"
Trowa stood and offered Hilde an arm or two, "I'm trying to figure out a way to ask Heero and Duo if I can stay with them without telling them why."
Hilde rolled her eyes, "Well you can't ask from down here.....and thank you for helping with the bags, I'll put in a good word for you." She winked teasingly at him as they headed to the elevator.

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WuFei looked at Sally, his eyes silently pleading, he couldn't take much more of the pompous, arrogant, windbag who was the colony representative. She slightly shook her head, to anyone else it was unnoticeable, they had been assigned to help oversee negotiations between two colonies for resources, but he failed to see why they had to play babysitters to a bunch of politicians, Relena Darlian among them.
She had been rather pleasant considering only four months ago they had all found out that Heero Yuy and Duo Maxwell were lovers......even now that sounded odd to him. WuFei accepted it because the two of them had seemed so happy...which for Yuy was an accomplishment, but it still seemed surreal...he had thought Yuy detested Maxwell. Apparently he, and everyone else, had been mistaken.
WuFei didn't know how many more surprises he could take before he just gave up, first had been Quatre's announcement that he and Barton were going to live together as lovers then Yuy and Maxwell...now Relena Darlian was being nice.... scratch that, if he hadn't known better he would say she was almost flirting with him...WuFei prayed to the gods for the patience to make it to his hotel before he shot anyone. Currently the Vice Minister was smiling at him from the corner of her eyes and....//...Sweet Nataku please tell me that is Sally's foot.... \\ Though he doubted it considering Sally's full attention was on one of the representatives. WuFei internally sighed, //Please let me get through this alive and in one piece...\\

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"So Quatre's relapsed?" Heero asked once Duo and Hilde were safely out of hearing, and currently nursing Duo's injured hand as well as a gallon of triple fudge ice cream. Trowa nodded, "I thought he was okay, but he's become very possessive, suspicious, and controlling."
"How bad is it?" Heero wanted to be prepared for anything Quatre might try.
Trowa looked at him solidly, "He was jealous of Dorothy Catalonia."
Heero frowned, "Why would Quatre be jealous of Dorothy?" That part didn't make sense, Quatre had been the first to become friends with her, and for a while it looked like they would be the ideal couple.
"He thought she was trying to take me from him. He's gotten to the point where he has forbidden his servants to let anyone see me without clearing it with him first...Catherine included." Heero only nodded, as he processed the information, from what Trowa had said Quatre had been slowly deteriorating and had reached a point of no return. Which left only one question in Heero's mind, 'How long before Quatre had to be taken out?'

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There was a light knock on the office door before it opened revealing a petite and young looking female, "Sir, it's almost time, if it's okay I'll be leaving now?" She sounded shy, unsure, and nervous, added to her lavender eyes, and blue-silver hair, she was absolutely adorable.
"Lailah, how many times do I have to remind you that you don't have to call me 'sir'?" Michael smiled lightly hiding his annoyance.
Lailah, bowed her head, "I am sorry, Michael.... and I did not mean to disturb you but I thought you would want to know that five of the reincarnates will be tapping soon...and you did give me permission to be on hand for them...."
Michael nodded, only half listening to the young angel in front of him, "Yes, if you would let Raphael and Gabriel know...." he tapered off knowing she would do as he commanded even if he hadn't said a word. Sure enough Lailah bowed and left his office. Once his door was shut again Michael locked it and looked at the viewing window, which focused on one of the Fallen 'dinning' with some mortal politician, //I know it's wrong to use the younger ones and newbys but, I won't let you get to the reincarnates Lucifer...I can't.\\ The Angelic leader leaned back in his chair to contemplate his plan.

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Well that's the opening...Anyone like? Anyone hate? Flames will be accepted if you phrase them right, reviews are most certainly welcome.