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ffpanda – Thank you! I feel so luved…and where IS Quatre? o.o I have no idea halo

charlie00- Updated! I hope you like this chapter too…hopefully the end isn't a cliffhanger as well whistles innocently

Serenity Maxwell – You know I can't let them die!

December Jewel – I will!

Muchacha – Of course, near death is a great way to tell someone you love them

yaeko – Don't worry, the sadness ends soon!

WickedGame – Yus! Guy sex! And we all love the cliffhangers, ne? winks

Sam – I had to go back and look at my pictures, and you're right. He is a brunette (I haven't seen Gundam Wing in a long time and my memory tainted him a chestnut blonde). Duo's too much in shock to understand why Heero's doing what he's doing…after all his brain is in 'Mission mode'

Lo – Thankies!

A/N: This chapter tried to kill me. The ending is pretty bad, but I loved writing the flash back!

Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing/AC or I'd make Duo and Heero porn…

Trapped

Chapter III

By The Vampyre's Widow

The room was exactly twenty paces by ten paces. He'd memorized every step, every tile, and every bed.

A pair of blue-green eyes watched him pace the length and breadth of the hospital room. Quatre had tried to get Duo to lie down like he was supposed to but had given up. The braided man wouldn't rest until he knew his partner was okay.

The pair had been immediately rushed to the nearest hospital after their climatic rescue. Duo had suffered only a mild concussion, bruises and minor cuts. Heero, on the other hand, suffered major lacerations, internal injuries and broken ribs. The minute the brunette's body entered the hospital he had been whisked away into surgery. There was no idea as to what time he'd be out.

They both owed Quatre so much for his well-timed rescue. Knowing that a simple crew, even if it were the Maganacs, would be unable to get them out in time, he had used his Gundam to get them out. Sandrock had been able to clear away all the debris in less then five minutes, whereas a human crew would have taken nearly two hours. The little blonde had wasted no time in getting them out and on the road.

Trowa had been with Quatre – no big surprise there. He had opted to take the data to the nearest Preventer building and put in the pairs report. Duo also owed Trowa for that. The last thing on his mind was a bloody report!

The day had been slow and tedious, even for a Preventer. It seemed that the criminals and evil masterminds had decided to take a day off. They were probably out enjoying the sunshine and balmy heat of a L1 summer day. And Duo was stuck inside, pushing paper and wearing out his fingers. It was so fucking not fair…

The brunette sighed for the hundredth time in the past ten minutes. The paperwork required almost no thought to process it, only a simple use of motor skills. It let his mind wander to more interesting paths, namely the man on the other side of the thin cubicle wall. Somehow he'd ended up with the tiny box that didn't give him a view of the blue-eyed man. A barbed thought was directed in Agent Oak's direction before he extended a leg and kicked the wall.

There was silence but Deathsycthe's pilot could feel the glare through the wall. He couldn't help smiling, and as his fingers continued to punch in the meaningless words, he kicked again. The silence continued, but that was normal for Heero.

A whirring sound took him by surprise. If he'd been a cat he'd have been clinging to the ceiling, hair on end. He grabbed the piece of paper his fax had emitted and read the two words.

'Stop, Maxwell.'

Duo grinned, dashing out his own response and faxing it back. 'What are you doing, Heero?' There was a small happy face at the end of the question, strongly resembling those of the anime kind.

It took a moment before the reply was sent. 'My work. As you should be doing.'

Wow, you could just feel the reprimand pouring off the paper. The brunette only chuckled, knowing that Heero would hear him. 'But it's no fun! It's so BORING! We should be outside, not in here.'

'Maxwell. Just do your paperwork.'

'Didn't you read it before? I'm BORED.'

'Then why are you bothering me?'

'Cuz I can! This is amusing.'

'Omae o korosu.'

The brunette had to swallow his laughter, small snorts of the suppressed laughter escaping his mouth. People around him were staring. That only made him even more amused.

'Urusai, Maxwell.'

'I can't help it! That was way too funny. I knew you'd do it.'

It wasn't until three minutes later that Duo realized his partner hadn't sent anything back. 'Awww, c'mon Heero! Stop pouting, I was just joking.'

'I was not pouting.'

'Ha! I bet you were. Yanno, I bet you want to be outside just as much as I do. We could just tell Une to shove the paperwork up her ass and take the day off…grab some burgers, play a game of 'ball (I STILL have to get revenge for that last game), fuck each other senseless. I know that there's a gym around here with a pool. Damn a swim would feel nice!'

Agent Icarus shoved his fist in his mouth as he faxed back. If Heero couldn't catch that oh-so-subtle hint then he was just dense.

By the time he received his answer, the braided man was nearly asphyxiating himself with laughter. His too-vivid imagination was providing a nice image of Heero's face after he read the small paragraph. It also provided a erotic reel about Heero taking up that offer. Duo quickly adjusted his erection before grabbing the piece of paper.

'You are wasting time and energy faxing me, Maxwell.'

The temptation to get up and hit the other brunette was so great, Duo found himself out of his chair before he could register the movement. 'You just have no conception of fun, Orpheus. Since you're not interested in fun, I do have a serious question for you.'

'What would you do if I died?'

The memory ended abruptly as the room's door opened and a bed was wheeled inside.