Phantom
By Wolf Girl
Disclaimer: I do not have any sort of ownership over the characters or the premise of Gundam Wing. I do not make any sort of profit off of this story.
Warnings: AU, Sci-fi, Yaoi, minor Relena bastardization, slightly OOC Heero (as per series, but since this is AU I can do what I want with him.) 40's slang usage.
AN Warning: Unfortunately, my grammar and punctuation usage is a weird mix of American and British styles... Enough said.
Pairings: 1+2, 1x2x1, 3x4, others...
Italics thought (unless obviously otherwise).
Author note: This is VERY short, I apologize. I got sucked into the vortex that is the first week of school. I have not died, nor do I intend to. I suppose you'll be happy to hear this, but I will have more time to write soon, so expect more chapters shortly.
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Six
Just because you've been kissed by your one true love, doesn't mean that you're his. Sleeping Beauty discovered this when Prince Charming ran off with the pretty stepsister. This was Solo with Hilde. My partner, my lover, left with my best friend, my sister. I felt very betrayed and it threw me off my game. I almost got fingered for a crook a few times, but luckily my backcap(1) is better at night, and I was able to happify that Eye(2).
Sleeping Beauty got depressed, ate a lot, took to sleeping more, then realized he had to go to work.
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Insomnia hit him like a brick dropped from the thirteenth floor. Was it really possible to spend three hours staring at the glowing digits of a clock? He grabbed his pillow and curled it up under him, when, despite how tired he was, the wall clock mocked him. He realized that he had stared for another hour at the red luminous numbers.
The door creaked open, and he looked up suddenly, the vague impression niggling at his mind that he should be waiting for something.
He looked at his clock again and saw an arrangement of flowers in a shallow green glass vase. Yellow irises and pink peonies almost clashed with bright orange nasturtiums and blue pasque flowers. It was very vivid, and looked thrown together.
He rolled over again, and didn't notice when the floorboard creaked just the slightest bit.
"You kill(3) me, and you send(4) me whenever you look my way…" Duo whispered, moving a strand of hair off of Heero's face more gently than a butterfly brushing its wing against skin.
"I'll do the last mission, but I won't let myself get in overboard. Anything I do could cause you to stop existing!" Duo brushed his own hair out of his face. "And I truly am a thief, not a spy or murderer." He smiled suddenly and pulled something out of his pocket. He looked at the unit and twisted a few dials.
He pushed a button just as Heero opened his eyes to see nothing in front of him, though he could have sworn he heard a soft voice in the room.
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The fluorescent sign in the window reflected dully in the growing dark. A chill crept through the windowpane, and she reached for her coat.
"Cold?" he asked, shoving another mouthful of pie into his mouth. The fork clicked as it hit his teeth. The rest of the pie sat in front of her tauntingly. She wished he would hurry up. "I trust you got here safely and silently?"
She nodded tersely. He scraped his plate with his fork to catch the remaining pieces that escaped, and heaved a contented sigh. She flinched. "Now, down to business. I have a job for you."
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End notes: Hope you all liked that. It was a bit longer this time, and the next chapter should be out soon, too.
40s slang words I used and what they mean:
(1) Backcap- a retort or response
(2) Eye- detective (private eye)
(3) Kill- to fascinate
(4) Send- to excite or thrill
Flowers and their meanings:
Yellow Iris- Passion
Nasturtium- Conquest
Pasque flower- You have no claims
Peony- Shame
Here's a link to a photo of Pasque flower, since it's not very common. http/www . uwex . edu/ ces/ wihort/ Phenology/ images/ Pasque20Flower3 . jpg