Chapter 14:

Duo was leaning back in a chair with a book in his hand, a pair of sunglasses over his eyes and his ball cap covered his head. He was in his 'priest' shirt and pants, black boots rest on the railing and one arm rested behind his head. He was relaxed and completely at ease. He turned a page as Weir stepped out of his room, from here she had a good view of Deathscythe in the sunlight, and the way the sun gleamed off the mobile suit was still beautiful. She stood behind him and just noticed the gun on the table by his feet. His braid swung lazily in the breeze, he hadn't said anything to her, but she guessed he stopped reading. She smiled at him, it was strange, he seemed like a normal teenager at the moment besides the gun, enjoying a Saturday studying.

She cleared her throat incase he didn't hear her. He moved over hand, dog-eared his page and closed the book, and removed his sunglasses. She smiled as he flipped his legs off the railing and turned in his hair, his braid whipping around with him. She held a tray with glasses on it and plates of sandwiches. He turned his head to the side; the handles in her pocket didn't go unnoticed by him.

He held a hand up to her dropping all but one finger. "I say this for your safety," he looked at her with his almost violet eyes. "If you attempt to cut my hair you forfeit your life." He said it so seriously that his voice was as cold as Heero's. Weir looked to her pocket and looked at the scissor handles and then back to him.

"Is it so important to you?" she asked softly and sat the tray down on the small table and then looked at the book he was reading. A bible? Now she was confused.

"Very," he said honestly.

She sat in the other chair and crossed her leg. "Why are you a soldier?" she asked. He kept looking ahead of him, and took the tip of his hair and started to play with it, thinking of her question. After some time she thought that he wasn't going to answer her. She opened her mouth.

"There was nothing else for me," he replied. "The life of a soldier, fighting for the colonies, destroying OZ, its my left, it was always my life."

"It couldn't have been all, -" she was cut off.

"I don't lie!" he snapped at her. "I don't lie…" he repeated. He placed his head on his arms on the back of his chair, his braid in now in his mouth.

"What about school?" She asked.

"There are two on the colony I grew up on, and both you had to pay a pretty penny to get into, money I didn't have," Duo looked at her. "Why are you here?"

"I want to get to know you boys," she said, Duo narrowed his eyes at her. "Heero?" he asked.

Weir looked at him and waited a moment before she answered him, "he was, hanging upside down, blindfolded doing sit ups and shooting practice," she said.

"Is it that late already?" he asked and chuckled. Weir looked someone shocked that this was normal for him. "The perfect soldier…" he said to her look and chuckled again. "Look, you don't want to get to know us, we're trouble, and we'll be back in our own war that we'll more then likely die in before too long."

Weir looked at him. "Why? You could stay here…" she looked at him as he frowned at her.

"As nice as that sounds, I named Deathscythe, its my responsibility to fight for the peace of the colonies," he said.

She looked at him, "you grew up in a church..."

He looked at her flatly for a moment and then his eyes shined brightly. "Yep, best year I had," he said.

"Why did you run away?" she asked. He looked at her and closed his eyes.

"How long until the next attack?"

"Four days," she replied. Duo looked at Deathscythe.

"Carson wanting to see me?" he asked. She nodded her head.

"Tomorrow," she filled in. Duo nodded and moved from the chair.

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Wufei watched the rain as it fell around them. Trowa and Quatre were sitting on some chairs playing a game of chess. It had been three months since they heard or seen anything of Duo. Then Sandrock started to beep. It caused all three boys to jump. Quatre was the first one up his Gundam, the others weren't far behind.

"Duo," he let out a breath and clicked a button.

Duo popped up on the screen. "Hey Kitty Kat, this is Duo. Heero and I are alive and well," the braided boy said, and all three other boys got closer to the screen as they saw a middle aged man in the back ground behind Duo, Duo turned his head to the side as the man said something, it was mumbling form what the boys heard. "We are alive and well," the boy repeated, Wufei frowned, "When I went through that swirly thing in space-" Wufei and Trowa blinked a few times at Duo's descriptiveness. Then the yelling started, Wufei knew it was only a matter of time. "Message!" he had yelled at the man behind him. The middle aged man blinked at the screen and seemed to be lost. The three boys still had a hard time believing that someone else was crawling around Deathscythe's cockpit. "I was sent to a different planet," again three boys looked shocked at this knews. "yeah its called Earth, Heero was there too. But we left that planet and came to a different one in another galaxy." Wufei had it, the braided boy had lost all his braid cells. "I know its stretching it, but come on Kat, it's me, when have I ever lied?" they all nodded to this, Duo could be a coward, but he never lied to anyone. "Anyway, we're going to help em kill some ugly bad guys called the Wraith, one that's done they said they'd help us get back home. Once we're home, we'll put it back right again. Keep in contact Quatre. Duo out."

Quetra sat back in his seat and looked to the other two boys.

The two knew what was going to come out of the blond's mouth. "We have to help them."

Wufei placed a hand on his head, and Trowa just looked at the other. "That means to space."

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