It was Always the Music

A/N: Well I still don't feel like I should add on to Dear Diary, even though I have had a couple requests for that. I feel as though I'd completely wreck it. So. I've decided to work on a different story which will have more than one chappy. There will also be two versions of it. One for those die-hard Heero/Duo fans and one for Zechs/Duo. The original idea for it started out with Zechs and Duo, quite on accident mind you. I'm a die-hard 1X2 pairing myself. Anyway, I'll write the 1+2 version first to please the readers. Then I'll do the real version. Either way… ENJOY! *MWA* hehe obvious I like the stories about how they get together, ne?

Disclaimer: Obviously they aren't mine cause if they were then this would be published wide spread and everyone who watches Gundam Wing would have read this story or seen this episode or whatnot.

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"But, I'm not crazy, I'm just a little unwell. I know right now you can't tell," Duo sang to himself as he shuffled through the cupboards searching for something to eat. He was glad for the silence of the house. He never could sing while the others were around. He was too self conscious. They would have been upset with him anyway for being distracted more than they already believed him to be. When the other pilots were around, he purposely butchered all the songs he sang. He didn't want them to guess that he truly loved singing. He was surprisingly good at it and sang perfectly on pitch, which would have made anyone who knew him stop and stare with their mouths hanging open. Of course, if anyone had told anyone about it, they would have been asked if they were feeling alright.

Duo was notorious for his horridly off key singing. But it had to be kept a secret. They already thought he was immature and didn't take much of anything serious. If they found out that he wanted to become the lead singer of a band after the war ended, he'd die of embarrassment. They'd never take him seriously as a pilot again. He'd just be some hopeless dreamer.

Duo sighed. Even he thought he was a hopeless dreamer. He doubted that he'd even live through the war to begin with and if he did there was little chance that he'd make it anywhere with a singing career.

"I beg to differ. Your reputation precedes you. You are far more crazy than you are unwell," the tall blonde grinned at the younger man who had spun around sharply at the first sound of his voice. Apparently the boy had been so engrossed in his song that he had never heard him coming. It wasn't much of a surprise that his guard was down. No one knew where the safe house was, let alone that anyone was there. Well... Someone knew. Releena. She always knew where Heero was. It had been easy to find Heero's file in his sister's office. The last known residence was this safe house, but currently the boy was on a mission. Only pilot 02 was presently using it. That was fine by him. Heero would likely shoot him on sight anyway. This way, he had a chance to outsmart his dear sister.

"Matchbox 20, am I correct?" he smiled reassuringly at the gundam pilot who nodded slowly, his back pressed against the wall near the counter. The 02 pilot was obviously unarmed, but Zechs wasn't there to fight. In fact he had no idea why he was at that particular safe house. Wait. Yes he did. He was hiding out from Releena. This was the last place she would think to look for him, if she ever thought of it at all. He hoped not.

"I... I'm surprised you've heard of 'em," Duo whispered nervously. He didn't like this one bit. It wouldn't be hard for Marquise to overpower him. He glanced around almost frantically for some sort of weapon. He had an idea and started inching to his right. If he could just get to the drawer with the knives, he would probably be alright.

Zechs knew the other four pilots were all out on missions for the next few days. Hopefully by that time he'd be able to get the pilot Shinigami to trust him. He wished he could remember the fey creature's name... something that started with a D... Oh yes, Duo! Yes, that was it. Duo. He remembered Releena muttering about him and how he had shot Heero and was always hanging around her Heero. "Old band... good though," he smiled warmly and chuckled. "I enjoy them as well. You look like a scared rabbit, 02. I'm not here to fight or to spy. I'm here because Releena is becoming more of a nuisance than usual. You know how she can be," Zechs Marquise gave an elegant shrug, moving over to take an apple from the basket on the counter.

"How do you know I won't kill you?" Duo asked suspiciously, stepping away from the wall. If he was going to die, it wouldn't be as a coward. Even a street rat had his pride. He picked up the sandwich he had made before Zechs had appeared, taking a bite as he watched the Sank heir. He chewed thoughtfully, head titled slightly to the side. He leaned against the counter in a deceptively casual pose. The knife drawer was situated directly behind his hip, easily accessible. Zechs did seem sincere enough and he wasn't at a lack for honour. He played fair, so maybe what he said was the truth. Duo never had seen him as being particularly evil, just mislead. But he'd be cautious none the less.

Zechs took a bite of the apple as Duo studied him. "If you have any honour, you would not kill me. Not when I am unarmed and come in search of peace. No one, except for you and I, knows that I am here, nor will anyone except for the other gundam pilots when they return. 02, Treize is dead. The men in charge do not hold the same moral values as I. I am no longer a loyal member of OZ. Is that a sufficient enough answer, songbird?" Zechs smirked as the braided pilot blushed a deep crimson having been caught singing and reminded of it. He had been surprised to find the rich sweet voice coming from the pilot instead of the radio. It was hard to believe that such a loud obnoxious American could produce such a pleasant sound.

"You do understand that I cannot trust you implicitly, but… I will give you a chance to prove your sincerity... and don't, call me songbird," Duo pouted to himself, turning away from the man to face the counter, leaning his elbows upon it and staring into the living room through the window while he finished off his sandwich.

"But you are a songbird. A lovely songbird," Zechs cooed in the smaller boy's ear, his soft breath stirring the loose hair and making the boy tremble. He inhaled the sweet scent of lavender before gently nipping the pilot's ear. "So lovely, Duo."

"Marquise!" Duo squeaked, jerking upright and incidentally straight into the man's arms. He made a soft sound of distress as he spun around to face the man, pressing back against the counter, trying to put as much distance between them as he could.

"Hmm?" ice blue eyes widened innocently as if he had done nothing out of the ordinary. But the look was soon replaced with something darker, baser. "Very desirable..." he nuzzled Duo's neck for a moment before smiling at the boy. "You should think about singing as a career when the war is over. You would do well. It would be a shame to let such a beautiful voice go to waste."

Duo whimpered. This was simply too much for him. Zechs was speaking the words he had so desperately wanted to hear. Zechs was the enemy... but was he still? And what about Heero? Heero! Duo ducked under the blonde's arm and dashed across the room out of reach. "Marquise, no. I don't like you like that and I doubt I ever will. There's someone else."

"Oh? Who?" Zechs raised an eyebrow in curiosity. There went his idea that the gundam pilots weren't human... although he still wondered about 01 and 03. Duo appeared to be the most human of them all, complete with flaws. The Winner boy was human alright, but far too perfect. Yes, 02 was by far the most realistic of the five.

"Yeah, right. Like I'd tell you, man. That would give you an advantage over me and at this point, I still don't trust ya. No 'fense. I mean this is a war and all and you are, were, whatever, on the other side," the pilot kept edging away slowly trying not to make it noticeable.

"That's reasonable. You're not dating him are you?" He finished off his apple and chucked the core into a nearby waste basket. Might as well get to know the boy if he was going to be staying with him for a while.

"No," Duo gave a dejected sigh. He most definitely was not dating Heero Yuy. He'd most likely be dead if it were up to Yuy. "He barely talks to me no matter what I do." Now why had he just told him that? Duo no baka! Duo groaned inwardly. Someone needed to seal his mouth shut if he had any hope of keeping his mouth shut about his personal like.

"... I could help you out if you'd like. Make him jealous enough to notice you... I wouldn't push you into doing anything you didn't want to. We'd only go as far as you were willing to go. I don't know if you're a virgin or not, but if you are, I'd understand you wanting to wait for him..." he watched as the pilot thought about the possibility for a few moments. At this point he was willing to do anything to get the pilot to let him stay. Besides it wasn't like he wasn't attracted to the boy. Who wouldn't be?

"You... you'd do that for me?" violet eyes widened causing the owner to look younger and more innocent than he truly was. Zechs was amazed at the deception the boy could pull off with his expressions alone. No wonder he blended in so well in a crowd despite his braid. This was a boy not to be underestimated, no matter what the rumors said. Rumors were often wrong and Zechs' gut instincts were telling him that the ones concerning 02 had no basis in fact.

He nodded once. "Yes, I would. I'd like for us to become friends. Friends do that sort of thing for each other. Since I don't know who this mystery love is, we should spend the few days we have alone together getting used to each other. That way, it will hopefully not be too awkward when the others come." 

"Al-alright..." Duo whispered somewhat shyly and nodded. He held his ground as the man crossed the room, stopping directly in front of him. He knew what was coming and Zechs was giving him time to change him mind if he still wanted to. His eyes drifted shut as the blonde's face neared his own. If this would eventually get Heero to notice him, he'd do it. Nothing else he had tried had worked so far. He slowly brought his hands up Zechs' chest and around the man's neck. He sighed as Marquise's lips moved intimately over his own. It was pleasant enough, but he still wished it were Heero.

TBC…

So? How was it so far?

Can you tell I crave feedback? I haven't written very much before and what I have, I hated, but I'm pleased with this one and Dear Diary. So... PLEASE tell me what you think. I don't like continuing stuff if no one likes it.