A/N: Yea, yea. I know I say this a lot, and I will be saying this a lot. I'm sorry it took me so long to update. It takes a party to make me update a story. :Sigh:Deep breath: WHEEEEEEE! Yea, a lot of them are outta character in this chapter.

Kisei- Hee… I finally read your story so you can't get mad! (Yea, I didn't know what else to write.)
Gigglegal + Brother – Glad you liked the first chapter. Hope you like this one too.
ZmajGoddess- I updated! Hope you like this chappy
Disclaimer: I don't know Gundam Wing, but I'm willing to own Duo. I just need a little help with that.

Santa-cide

Chapter Two- Reasoning

I hear someone. Someone's calling me. "Duo… Duo." Who is it? They sound really annoying. "Duo? Why the hell are you making that face?" Duo slowly opened his eyes. His vision was somewhat distorted but it slowly started to clear. "Maxwell. What the hell's your problem?" Asked an obviously annoyed Wufei.

"Huh? What? Where am I?"

"Duo, are you okay? We're home now. But you feel really warm. Are you alright?" Quatre placed a damp towel on Duo's head. It's clear to see who was taking care of him while he was out.

"Home? Why? Weren't we…" Suddenly everything came back to Duo. "Santa! Is he okay? I killed him didn't I? He didn't live? Why? SANTA!"

Wufei sighed. "Leave it to the American to still believe in Santa Clause."

Quatre glared at Wufei. "Duo, Santa's fine. The man that died wasn't Santa. It was just some old guy that Santa hired who had a heart attack."

Duo started wiping some tears away. "Santa's fine?"

"Yes, Duo."

Wufei leaned toward Quatre, and whispered, "why are you encouraging his belief in Santa?"

"Because, something like this can traumatize a person. Especially someone as childish as Duo." Quatre whispered back. "Besides, he reminds me a of two year old when he acts like this."

"If you say so Quatre." Wufei walked out of the room.

"Quatre?" Duo pulled on Quatre's shirt sleeve. "Can we go see the real Santa today?"

Quatre gave his warmest smile. "Of cour-"

"Hey! We got invited to Santa's funeral. Should we go? I guess Duo killed him it's a requirement." Heero called out as he entered the room. Duo busted into tears, and ran from the room, locking himself into the hallway closet (yes, hallway closets have locks.) Quatre turned to glare at Heero. "What? Did I do something wrong?"

Everybody soon gathered at the closet trying to get Duo out. "Duo. Santa didn't die. Heero was joking." Said Trowa.

"He…He.. Heero doesn't joke."

"He was that time. He was lying."

"Heero's a perfect soldier, he… he.. HE DOESN'T LIE."

"You know. He does have a point." Said Heero.

"You know Heero. This is your fault." Accused Quatre.

"Maybe so, but we were invited to Santa's funeral."

Duo started wailing in the closet. "Would you stop saying that!" Wufei yelled. "I can't stand anymore of his yelling."

"Up on the roof top Santa falls, from Duo Maxwell's BB gun. He would be on the naughty list for all time, but Santa met his untimely demise (To the tune of Up on the housetop.)" Duo sang at the top of his lungs.

"And I'm really sick of his singing!"

TBC

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