C 201 Heero and Wufei are preventors called in for an accident on a sweeper ship captained by Duo. However it was no accident there's a killer on board and it isn't human. If you like suspense and gore you'll like this horror story. (At least I'm hoping to create suspense I believed I managed it.)
Disclaimer: I don't own these characters, I only get my jollies off on torturing them and my readers with horrible gory stories like the one below. Bandia and a bunch of other rich and talented folk own these characters. Please don't' sue me.
Warnings: Rated R just to be on the safe side. Contains yaoi, gore and minor amounts of smut.
Secondary warning: Personally, I don't think that my stories are scary. However, I have received feedback from a small amount of reviewers claiming that they were. "Don't change your style of writing, it's yours. There are people out there who will appreciate it." I thank that person. I decided to take their words to heart and I have not toned down or changed how I write. However, I am giving fair warning.
Jaaku na Gundam
(English Translation: the Evil Gundam)
Chapter 31
Shells
The plan was an easy one only executing it was a different story all together. At the house Quatre was squirreled away in the infirmary, working on mixing the compounds while Wufei stayed in the office mapping out a route while trying pin point where the suit might have fallen. Both their jobs were difficult since they had to avoid looking too active in front of the others. Fad helped Wufei and Quatre by keeping Nile and the rest busy.
The barn was across the fields so Trowa and Duo had it easiest since they were able to work on the ground transportation undisturbed. Heero knew it was no accident that Ky had decided to help them. Ky stayed exclusively with the Duo much to Heero's annoyance. He claimed he would keep an eye out so there would be no interruptions. The man's clinginess was disgusting in Heero's opinion. The other pilots found his unusual attachment to their friend amusing. Duo of course didn't seem notice or care. He was his happy go lucky self as usual
Ky did manage produce several all terrain vehicles, two were Hummers and one was shaped like a tank. All were in poor condition but far more modern than the ship Nile came to pick them up in. Duo and Trowa cannibalized the Tank making two rather decent Hummers from the parts.
That left Heero to work on the castings, he and Pol had to work in the hangar. The hangar was the only place, where he could use a blowtorch in privacy. The instrument was loud so Pol actually had to stay by the door as a look out. Several times he had to stop Heero, switch places with him, and twice he got verbally grilled when the noise caused the other members of the group to seek out what was happening in the hangar. Pol made up some lie about appreciating art and making something but the group's curiosity was not so easily put off. Pol had stopped in for appearances and told them the group was whispering about 'finding out.'
For the rest of the day the trio helped them, showing them what resources they had available as they kept the others from knowing what the team was about. By late afternoon, they had to slip back inside for an early dinner. Heero was more than irritated by this time. Their breaking for dinner meant that they would only have about three hours before the trio left for their shift. If Heero didn't finished it would be impossible to continue work without them.
As night crept upon him, Heero managed to finish the castings and he found himself looking forward to some quiet time with Duo. Quatre had been in earlier and they had filled a dozen large shells.
Heero sealed off the last of the shells and carried them over to the barn. He knew Duo would want to fit them tonight while they were trapped in their dorm. They were set, to head out at sunrise, so it had to be done. He thought that between the two of them they should be able to sneak the shells into the house easily.
The barn was empty. Annoyed, Heero was about to leave the shells there but then on impulse he grabbed them up and two of the launchers and headed towards the church. He figured everyone was at the house so it would be easier to sneak out and head to the church like they had the night before. The church was closer to the house. He also hoped that he still might get some time alone with Duo.
The guns and the launchers were heavy and awkward so Heero had to take his time getting there. It was late and the sky had grown dark. The Martian sunset was not the brilliant orange glow like on earth instead the sky was an array of fading blues, each ring of color blurring into the blue-black that the sky would become and already it was peppered with millions of stars.
The church was empty and already the pews further in there hidden in darkness. Heero placed the ammo and launchers by the door and moved towards the last pew. He sat down and rested a bit. The pew was hard and uncomfortable yet he had been on his feet or squatting for most of the day so it was a relief nonetheless.
As time past and the light faded, Heero was reluctant to leave. He felt himself starting to doze when he heard some one approaching. He turned and saw Duo's silhouette in the great door. He was not alone. Maybe it was the fact that he was tired why he lingered however it had not been his intention to spy on his friend.
Ky. He was not surprised to see that Ky was with him. Heero was about to say something when he realized that they were both standing rather close. They couldn't see him but he could see them easily.
"I'm starving," Ky said playfully as he brushed up against Duo eagerly.
"You don't have the time," Duo said to him. "Isn't the day crew running late? They could come at any second."
"It's been a long time, I could come at any second," Ky told him.
The tableau in front of him held him frozen. Heero watched Duo press the other guy up against the door. His hands dropping to his waist has he pulled the guy forward. He must have made a sound for suddenly the two of them pulled apart and Duo turned to stare into the darkness. At first, they didn't make him out but as their eyes adjusted to the dark he saw that they both recognized him. Duo just stood there however Ky was smiling at him confidently. He looked smug.
Heero couldn't focus on him for long. He felt such violence towards the man that he was worried him might actually do something stupid. He met Duo's eyes and saw embarrassment with maybe a hint of uncertainty. He real feelings must have shown on his face because he saw Duo's look change.
"Heero—I"
He wasn't sure what Duo was going to say. He left before he could finish. Anger, frustration and hurt surrounded him like a cloud. He had never been good with expressing himself and he had always thought Duo read him the best. Maybe he was wrong. Duo didn't understand him at all, he couldn't not if he could actually…actually be with that guy.
"Heero," Duo shouted. "Wait."
He didn't want to hear what he had to say. He just kept walking. Heero wouldn't run but he walked as fast as he could. The pain in his chest was incredible. It hurt to breath. He didn't know where to go and was surprised to see the house suddenly appear in front of him.
He walked into the hall but he didn't ascend the stairs. He didn't want to be around others. Heero ducked in to kitchen appreciating its warmth and darkness. No one was up at this hour so it was quite empty. He decided to grab something to drink and ended up pressing his hot face to the fridge as the rest of his limbs trembled with emotion.
Suddenly his stomach tensed and a hand grabbed his arm and roughly spun him around. It was Duo. He shrugged his grip off and got pushed back into the fridge. He could have pushed past him but Heero's legs were so unsteady he didn't want to chance it. Besides, he really didn't want to fight.
"What do you want," Heero snapped folding his arms over his chest defiantly.
It was nothing more then a brave front he was putting on but somehow it must have worked because suddenly Duo looked taken aback. He now became quiet and what ever he was going to say died unspoken.
"What you saw—it's not what you think," Duo panted. He had to have set a fast pace to catch up with Heero so quickly. He was shaking his leg a little.
"It doesn't matter—" he started to say but Duo cut him off.
"It does," Duo told him firmly.
Duo eyes narrowed on him and he seemed to be searching his face for something. Heero couldn't tell what and people staring at him always made him uncomfortable. Still he stood there and bore it.
"It does," Duo repeated, this time with conviction.
TBC