Pairings: Too many to list
Rating: R
Disclaimer: I don't own GW, Sailor Moon, or DBZ.
Notes: This is about m/m relationships. If you have a problem with that then I suggest that you go elsewhere.
/ Thoughts /
:: Telepathy ::
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The stoic Wing Zero pilot walked silently to his shared room thinking about his current dilemma. He had looked every where for the tall Amazon, but she was nowhere to be found. It had just occurred to him that there are two people who would know. He stopped at the door down the hall from his room contemplating what he should do.
Sitting at his desk reading a book, Trowa from time to time would turn around to look at his love. He had thought about how upset Quatre was after talking with Nemesis. That bitch! How could she cause his angel such pain? He had asked Quatre what was wrong but he kept quiet.
Tears of agony ran their course while his shoulders shook as he cried quietly. He had fallen limp in the Heavyarms pilot's embrace then that's when Trowa noticed that he had cried his self to sleep. Lifting the blonde carefully he headed back to their room. Now, Trowa watched from afar as his angel slept. His attention back to the present when he heard a knock at the door.
The door opened slightly revealing the tall pilot. Trowa ventured the door wider admitting the shorter boy. Heero stood there watching the huddled form on the bed. He knew it was Quatre.
"I need to speak with him."
"Sorry, but he's sleeping," Trowa said already getting annoyed.
"Fine," Heero growled, turning to leave.
Trowa knew that Heero didn't talk much to anyone except for Duo and sometimes Quatre, but that was only in extreme cases. So, for him to see the Sandrock pilot it had to be important. "Wait."
Heero looked back over his shoulder, not wanting a confrontation with the other gundam pilot. "Ask Quatre when he wakes-up where can I find Nemesis?" He was about to leave again.
"Haven't you heard."
Catching his attention. "Heard what?"
"Nemesis left."
/Hell this can't be happening I need to talk with her. The Fates were not being kind today/ Heero left Trowa and went to his room. He had shutdown his computer after reading his mail and accepting a new mission, as he was about to lie down the door banged opened.
Duo was standing there out of breath with hands in the air. He knew that type of entrance was warrant to be gunned down. Heero stood there with weapon drawn and ready to shower bullets upon the intruder, but stop when he realized whom it was.
"Heero gasp Sally on the line for you," Duo stamped out, trying to regain his breath. "She said it's important."
Heero re-holster his gun at his back and left to take the call.
"Yuy here. Report."
"Nemesis is sick. Really sick"
"Status?" It was more of a question than a command.
"She is dying from something unknown. She needs to go home for awhile. I will be accompanying her. We will back in about two weeks if any thing changes we will notify you." Sally finished trying to read the blank look on his face.
"I will informed the others. Yuy out." Before Sally could ask about WuFei he served the connection. She returned back to Pegasus, "I'm ready. Let's go."
Pegasus set the control to both stasis tubes. Once Sally's lid closed she drifted off to sleep and began dreaming of her beloved. Pegasus made her way back toward the bridge, plotting a course she engaged sub-space mode, the ride was going to be long, so she might as well run a maintenance system check on herself.
She must be running at 100 efficient at all times. Being a bio-android sometime really stinks but she knew it was for the best and her metal counter part agreed on both accounts.
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Heero returned back to his room thinking that his only choice was to become Relena's boyfriend and future husband. /This can not be happening to me/ He thought as he opened the door.
Duo must have gotten a quick shower because he was standing there in just a towel with his hair unbound and wet. Obviously he didn't notice Heero walk in the room cause he choose at that very moment to drop said towel. Heero couldn't believe it he tried to say something to let Duo know that he was behind him but nothing came out. /Fuck! This is going to be a very long two weeks/.
Duo knew that he was being watched that's why he dropped the towel luckily he just took a cold shower or the other person, who he knew was Heero, would have known how much he liked him.
"Duo."
"Some how I knew it was you, Heero."
"Something's come-up"
'Yeah, no kiddin' Duo whispered with his back still facing the Wing Zero pilot. He searched through his dresser for something to wear. After about a minute he pulled out a pair of black silk boxers and a white T-shirt.
"Nemesis has left."
Although, Heero should feel relieved about that, because she wouldn't be taking up all of Duo's time, especially at night. The silence at night was almost unbearable. He goes to Nemesis room many times during the night for the past few months on the intent to drag Duo back to their room but he didn't.
Heero knew that Duo needed her company for a reason and tonight he might find out why. Damn! He just received new mission orders. He knew that the Deathscythe pilot hardly slept much at night.
Sometimes he noticed that Duo would cry himself to sleep or would wake during the night screaming drenched in sweat because of the nightmares. Heero knew about those too but said nothing. He just couldn't understand why Duo refuses to talk to him; after all they were friends, right?
"No shit! We got her note this morning stating that she was going to be gone for a few days," Duo grounded out, turning around and sitting down on his bed with brush in hand.
"That's not what Sally said."
"And what did the good doctor say?" Duo knew it was like pulling teeth to get Heero to talk for more than a few words at a time.
"She is leaving with Nemesis for about two weeks. Apparently, Nemesis is dangerously ill."
Heero noticed that Duo stop with his pampering. He wishes that he were the one stroking the long masses of chestnut.
DOWN BOY! You're wearing spandex and having your hormones run wild right now would not be good /I know that!/
Maybe you want him to see?
/Shut up! /
Bingo! You're so hot for him. Just admit it
Blink Blink
Heero was brought out his mental argument when Duo was standing in front of him waving his hands in front of his face.
"Heeelllooo! Deathscythe Hell to Wing Zero. Do you copy?"
"Hn."
"I said, 'What do you mean by dangerously ill?'"
"Giving the status of Nemesis condition it requires them to return her to her home planet."
Duo couldn't believe it, his only comfort at night that held the nightmares and weird dreams at bay was now gone, and he didn't want Heero to know about why he was sleeping with Nemesis.
Heero noticed how distressed his partner looked. "Duo, are you okay?"
"Yeah, I'm just tired. I didn't get much sleep last night."
"Hm."
"Nemesis was up all night throwing-up. Now that I thing about it she's been sick for a few weeks but it's just gotten worse this past week."
"What?! Why didn't you say something before this!"
"Calm down, man. She didn't want any one to know." Duo said.
"Kuso!"
"What?"
"Nothing. You go ahead and take a nap. I've got something to do."
With that said Heero took off toward Nemesis' room down the hall, but he didn't get far before he heard, "Heero!"
/Oh, god not now/ Heero's shoulders came up a little from the shriek.
"Relena." He said in his famous monotone voice.
"Heero, I was wondering if you would join me for dinner tonight?"
"No. I have a mission tonight and I will be leaving in a few hours."
"Oh, I didn't hear anything. What's going on?" She asked
"Nemesis has left the planet which means that Oz will start attacking us and I need to make sure that that doesn't happen."
She needed to know; she knew that he usually take along backup. "Will any of the other pilots be accompanying you?"
He gave her a quick nod. She knows that it's Maxell. She doesn't care for him all that much. He always seems to turn-up like a bad penny and always fought her for Heero's attention. Whenever she tries to talk with Heero alone he would show-up and distract the gorgeous blue-eyed youth.
She also noticed that Heero would remain quiet, sometimes he would answer her with a 'Aa' or a 'Hn'. He even threatened to kill her once, but now she knows for certain that if they spent time away from the other pilots including Duo, he would open up more.
"When will you be back." She asked not wanting him to be gone longer than necessary.
"I don't know." He turns and continues on his way to the queen's former room.
He made his way inside the room. He recognized the faint scent of cinnamon as Duo's. The another scent was of metal and wood, he recognized that as Nemesis'. With his heighten senses he could smell the mingling of both. Even if he had a blind fold on he could pick out Duo's unique scent.
Now, he stood in the entryway of the room trying to keep a firm grip on his raging jealousy. A queen size bed was to the right and then a short hallway straight-ahead lead into the bathroom. And near there was the closet. He searched through the shelves of the closet looking for any thing that would help him discover why the silver-blue eyed woman's health was failing so rapidly.
/Nothing! She must have kept a dairy or something!/
He went through the Victorian style dresser and came up empty. He turned over the bed inside and out. He knew that the she servants were going to have a shit fit, when they see the room in total chaos.
Finally, after almost two hours of searching and almost accepting this as an incomplete mission, he kicked the matching Victorian night table next to the bed. The door popped opened and scrolls that looked ancient as time itself cascaded out. Each one was labeled. The first scroll he picked up was labeled 'The Destiny of Warriors.'
He gently tugged on the royal blue ribbon and unrolled the fragile parchment. He quickly read through it.
Death and War has joined once again to save a land for their children. The innocent Angel with blood on its' hand cries tears from the Heavens. The one Eyed beast protector of its' beloved will also join Death and War. Justice rains down from the Heavens above breathing fire in its' wake, descending upon the people until the Earth rumbles and shakes. It will spread its' wings to help protect them all. They will not fail the Fates have ordained this to be true, with the help of the Winged Messenger, they will shine through.
/Now what the Hell does that means?/
The next scroll he picked up was labeled 'Maxwell-Yuy, AC 195'. Again he pulls off the ribbon but this one, no there where two ribbons of different color, one black and the other white. Scanning the entries one caught his attention.
August, AC 195
Maxwell and Yuy had another fight. Maxwell was upset and stayed the night in my room. I knew that Yuy would be fighting mad but what else could I have done. If they continue---No, I don't want to think about that. Their destiny has been written.
September, AC 195
Yuy threaten to kill me again (so what else is new). What is his deal anyway? Maxwell is doing better. I've seen glimpses of his visions. I know that Yuy are having them also. They're starting to remember. He needs to tell Yuy about the dreams.
October, AC 195
I've been sick for the past few weeks. I'm unable to hold down any food. I must keep my illness from the others.
November, AC 195
I am still sick and it's getting worse. I've woken up Maxwell again with my constant running to the bathroom. I dare not tell him. I must spare him the pain of never seeing this child---
Heero stops reading. "Kuso! Duo's going to be a father, but why won't she tell him?" He continues with the entry.
---I'm slowly dying, and so it goes as Mercury runs through my veins and born of noble Amazonian blood, my fate was already written when I became a god. I mixed blood with a commoner and it should not be. I care for him but it is not his time to father children. I must be in stasis in order to survive. I pray to the gods that he does not find out about this child.
/How could she be dying? What did she mean by Mercury in her veins and that she's a god? It doesn't make sense. None of this does./ He had more questions than answers. He checked the time it was 3:06pm. He needs to pack and be ready to go by sundown.
As he put the scrolls back he notice two more with similar ties. The one he grabbed was labeled 'Winner-Barton, AC 195'. He quickly untied the duel ribbons, one was gold and the other one was red. Scanning through most of the entries again until one caught his eye.
October, AC 195
Barton is so quiet. I always wonder what is going through his mind. I could just sneak a peek in his head, but that would be cheating. Winner is just the opposite, no wonder those two fits so will together. I'm happy that they are making a way toward each other. If only Maxwell and Yuy were that simple. The Fates have played a cruel joke on me when the former and the latter were born.
Heero rolled the parchment up and looked at another one. Its' ribbon was green. The label simply read 'Chang, AC 195'. He searched through the entries looking for the right time frame like the other scrolls.
October, AC 195
Chang keeps his distance from me. They all do no surprise there. I'm just as dangerous as Yuy, but I'm not as trigger-happy though. I see how she looks at him. They've been keeping me awake sometimes at night. By the gods I thought Winner and Barton made a lot of noise at night but I'm happy that they're also coming together.
/She's keeping a record of our lives, but why?/ Heero finished replacing all other scroll back save one, and tucked that into his spandex. He put the room into some order and made his way back to his room.
He was surprised to find the room in somewhat of a decent state. His roommate must have cleaned-up a little. Where is that braided baka anyway? There room was split into two sections the first sections had a queen size bed, a large picture window above the bed.
Night tables were on each side of the bed with Tiffany lamps that decorated the tops. Heero meandered his way through the closet pulling out a duffel bag and stuffing it the necessary items that he would need for the mission.
A short hallway lead into the bathroom then a quick turn to the right was his private room not much in it except for a smaller bed, a night table and lamp, and a desk. A nagging feeling kept making him stop and wonder why?
/It's quiet! Too quiet, Duo should be sleeping in his bed and why am I so hung up on Maxwell. These emotions that I'm feeling would only get us killed. There is no time for love during a war. Wait a minute did I just say love. Nah, I'm not in love with him, am I?/
Thinking to himself he went into his room to retrieve some more ammo from behind one of the wall panels when he noticed a lump in his bed. He pulled out his gun and cautiously approached the bed. Upon turning back the covers he was staring down the barrel of a customed made Baretta.
"You're getting kinda of rusty Perfect Soldier," the cheery voice said.
Heero re-holstered his weapon and went over to his laptop to check the mission specs. "Duo, what the Hell are you doing in my bed?"
A slight smirk played across his lips; just then Heero turned around to see it and the mischief dancing in his violet orbs. /Oh, god! What is he thinking? god, please be kind to me/ Heero pleaded in silence.
"Actually, I was hoping that you would join me," he says bouncing his eyebrows suggestively.
"Duo, I do not have time to roll around between the sheets with you." Oops, damn him! That was out before he had time to stop himself.
"Oh, so you admit that you would, if you had the time."
"What is with you? Is sex the only thing that you got on your mind? First you're in Nemesis bed and now you're in mine!" Heero blared out, he didn't mean to sound that harsh.
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean for it---Never mind," Duo said, dejectedly.
Now look what you did
/I didn't mean too/
Well you better correct this now
/Well, WHAT do YOU suggest?/
Go and talk to him
/What about the mission?/
Screw the mission that can wait this can't
He noticed that Deathscythe pilot was getting up about to leave the room. "WAIT!"
"What now Mr. Perfect 'Fucking' Soldier!" Duo yelled, feelings obviously hurt. "Ready to take another shot at me. Well, no thank you!"
"I'm sorry, Duo. I'm going on a mission and I've had a lot of things on my mind."
His voice sounded a little more calm and affectionate. He gets up from the desk and stood near Duo by the bed. "I know about the nightmares. Why haven't you told me?" Placing a callous hand behind Duo's neck, an unconscious move on his part.
"Nemesis told you?" He was very surprised that he knew.
"No. I've watched you sleep and gathered as much that you were having bad dreams. Tell me what could be so bad that makes you cry yourself to sleep or to wake-up during the middle of the night screaming?"
Heero began stroking Duo's neck to soothe any fears that he was having about talking to him. Duo noticed the faint scent of gunpowder coming from the Japanese pilot and he had also fail to realized the closeness of him.
He sat down on the bed with Heero following suit never taking his hand away from the braided boy's neck. Duo decided that it was time for him to tell Heero about the nightmares but he refused to tell him about the dreams that he had been having about him.
"It's the same damn dream about everyone that I ever loved or cared about dies, and I somehow end up surviving. Father Maxwell and Sister Helen, they were the lucky ones. I should have died that day and every day after that, but something keeps me going making me hold on to what little Faith I have for God and humanity."
Heero didn't interrupt, he watched as his friend opened his heart and let his emotions pour out. Amethyst eyes swelling up with tears gently spilling over his heart shaped face.
"Now this war, all the people that I killed, the missions every thing is staring to catch-up with me. It's like that I have no control over it. Every thing that I come in contact with is annihilated and I'm the only one who is left standing in the rubble.
Then I met four incredible young guys like myself, fighting in this war for one reason or another to help obtain about peace; they're the closest ones to a family that I will ever have. But somewhere along the way I let myself pause fall pause I let myself fall in love, and like everything and everyone I love dies and that's why I'm Death. Nothing ever changes about Death. It takes a hold of you when you lease expect it. That's why I keep my distance."
He couldn't believe his purple-eyed friend had falling in love with some one and that someone could only be that woman; but why would he want to stay away from him and the others. That doesn't make sense. He remembers a part of Nemesis' scrolls 'Their destiny has been written'.
He had to know. He could either be making a big mistake and ruin their friendship or their friendship could develop into something more. "Duo..."
"Yeah, I know." Cutting Heero off, "I'm weak for crying and emotions would only get me or my partner killed, right?" Duo said, without looking at his friend.
"I'm not thinking that. You are doing what someone told me to do a long time ago and that is to 'act on your emotions'."
Duo slightly turned his head to the left to look at Heero to try to understand where he was headed with the conversation. "Tell me Duo -Tell me who did you fall in love with?"
/No. No! This can't be happening/ Duo mused to himself. He didn't want to scare off the Wing Zero pilot because of his preferences.
/Well, I have three options: I'll run. I could get up and make a break for the door, but Heero was quick and had a steel iron grip, once he had a good hold.
I'll hide. I could crawl back under the covers and hide but again Heero probably would drag me out and continue with the inquisition, or I'll lie. However, that was not an option either because I never ever lie/ He'll simply tell Heero the truth and prepare for the impact.
He knew that he wouldn't live long but he had always imagined himself dying along with his good buddy Deathscythe Hell in a battle fighting against Oz. Not dying at the hands of one psychopathic suicidal trigger-happy assassin by the name of Heero Yuy.
Speaking of the devil himself, Heero sat there patiently waiting for an answer. He noticed how his friend became stiff and flushed at the question and saw that his eyes had mixed with some uncertainty but knew that he had to keep a hold on him or he would bolt from the room.
"Please. Don't make me answer that question," Duo pleaded, but knew it would be useless against the perfect soldier.
"I won't have you do any thing unless you want to do it," Heero said, slowly rising from the bed and reaching behind his back.
/Oh, Shit! He's gonna shoot me!/ Duo closed his eyes tight and braced himself to meet death, but after a few seconds nothing happened. He opened one eye then the other one while Heero gazed at him with a confused look on his face.
"Duo, what are you doing?"
"Um...er...nothing. What's that?" He asked, pointing to the rolled up document.
"I found this in Nemesis room. I was going to read it later but somehow I think I need to read it now. I had also found others just like this one with all of our names on them." Heero paused so Duo could ask questions but instead he sat there taking in the information.
"The scrolls where all tide and labeled just like this one." He handed the paper to him.
"All of them had blue ribbons and the name Peacecraft, AC 195 written on it?" What a smart-ass.
"No you baka! One was labeled Winner-Barton with gold and red ribbons tied around it. Another one was labeled Chang with a green ribbon, and the last one was labeled Maxwell-Yuy with black and white ribbons. All with the date of AC 195."
Heero held his breath wondering if the other boy would make the connection. Then like clockwork he saw that the lovely violets widen with a twinkle of understanding.
"Heero, why would she keep a journal about us? And have us paired off like that except for WuFei?"
"I'm not sure but I think the answer is in this one" Heero said as he held up the said scroll as Duo handed it back to him.
"And what about the color ribbons? I couldn't make the connection with this." He said feeling a little embarrassed.
/What! Stop the press. Heero openly admitted to something that he didn't understand/ Duo thought for a moment about this then like before his eyes registered understanding. "Fuck! Heero no wonder you couldn't figure it out." He exclaimed.
"Why?"
"You my dear friend, deal with difficult complex equations like how to intefiltate into Oz's defenses without getting caught."
O-kay
"The answer is sooo simple. Simple like picking the lock on a cell door, which I know how to do. The gold and red ribbon represents Sandrock and HeavyArms. The green is for Shenlong, aannnd----" Duo said trying to hint about the other ribbons.
"And the black and white ribbons are for Deathscythe Hell and Wing Zero."
"Bingo!" Duo said with a smile.
"If those represent our Gundams, what about this one?" Heero said, suggesting to the ribbon around the scroll in his hand.
"Think you ninny. Blue, as in Royal Blue. It means royalty." Heero could be really dense sometimes.
"Oh."
"So, are you gonna read it?" Duo asked.
Heero thought for a moment then untied the silk string. He scanned through most of the beginning entries until a familiar date came into view. He read out loud regardless if Duo would found out about the baby or not. His voice was low.
August, AC 195
Everything is going well. I have defeated the now former General of Oz Trieze Khushrenada quiet easily. The poor man, he didn't have a chance against me. I guess I should have told him that I am a god, well, half of a god.
I have noticed the attraction between Barton and Winner. That was evident when Quatre fell out of his Gundam, and that makes my job a little easy. However, Maxwell and Yuy are going to make me pull out all my hair. Damn those two! They always bitch and fight with each other, but how could they not? Opposites attract.
Looking up from his reading Heero noticed the Duo had something to on his mind. "I don't get it, if it's labeled Peacecraft why would she be writing about us?"
"Good question." Heero answered before reading the next entry.
September, AC 195
Relena has resided that she is destined to be with him. I will not allow her or any one interfere with his and Maxwell's destiny. He already belongs to someone, but for whatever reason she thinks otherwise. Yuy has been giving off mixed emotions about Relena and Maxwell, but in the end he will make the right decision.
October, AC 195
The other Peacecraft heir has secretly married his love. I'm sure the others will find out, it's just a matter of time.
My illness grows worse by the passing of each day. Today, I decided to get a little air when I saw Relena and Yuy on the balcony across the vast open courtyard. Damn that girl! I can not believe that she would compromise Yuy in such a way.
I pray to the gods that his answer is 'No'. I will do everything in my power to make sure that everything falls into place. I will save Yuy the trouble and kill Relena my own damn self.
"Oh, man! Heero, she's gonna kill Relena! What the Hell did she ask you?"
"I'll tell you later. There's one last entry." Heero quickly changes the subject as he wonders as to how Nemesis knew what Relena said to him.
I have loss my telepathic and telekinetic abilities. I think Maxwell is getting to suspects about it. I won't be able to deal with Relena until I return from Amazonia if by that time she hasn't listen to reason about Maxwell and Yuy then I will have no choice. Failure is not an option: I will kill Relena Peacecraft.
'Thank you Nemesis,' Heero whispered, but not low enough.
"What did you thanked her for?"
Well, he might as well get it over with, just as he was about to open his mouth, "Yuy! Where the Hell are you?!" The person yelled.
"In here!"
The one eyed pilot calmly walked into the room. "Did you forget that we have a mission to see about?"
"No."
"Then let's go."
"Give me a minute Trowa." The lone pilot nodded and left.
"Heero, what's going' on? Who is the other Peacecraft? And why is Nemesis Hell bent on pairing us, I mean all of us together?" Duo looked at him with questioning eyes.
"I really don't know Duo, but I do know one thing she just kept me from making the biggest miscalculated mistake of my life."
"What do you mean?" Amethyst eyes searching cold Prussian blue ones.
"Relena asked me to be her boyfriend and future husband."
He couldn't believe it. He's about to loose Heero to that selfish uncaring bitch. "Whaaat?!" "Don't worry. I'm not going to accept, but I have to go Trowa is waiting for me." Heero turned around and gathered the rest of his stuff and started toward the door.
"Uh, Heero?" He knew that he had to tell him. The butterflies in his stomach were bouncing around more than usual. All right here it goes. "The answer is you."
"Hn."
"I fell in love with you." Duo prayed to whatever gods who were listening that this would not kill their friendship. Heero swiftly moved back to him. He caresses his face with one hand and gently kisses his brightly tinted right cheek.
"We'll talk more when I return." Heero gave a quick smile, leaving the violet eye god of Death staring after him with a dreamy look in his eyes.
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A/N: Do you think that Nemesis will kill Relena for asking Heero that question? Well, tell me how it's going? I know the story is slow going but I'm building here
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