Fan Fiction / Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Firefly Tides ❯ Hook, Line, and Sinker! ( Chapter 1 )

Title: Firefly Tides

Author name: CherryStain

Author email: CherryStain@hotmail.com

Category: Drama/Angst

Rating for this chapter: R because of some Duo/Harry Torture. A little non-con, but not too strong.

Spoilers: SS/PS, CoS, PoA, GoF, FB, QTTA, Gundam Wing.

Summary: Harry, forever The-Boy-Who-Just-Wouldn't-Die meets familiar faces after thinking them dead for over Five-Hundred Years. Crossover with Gundam Wing, will have slash, though won't be centered on it. This chapter is just sort of an intro to some of the pilots and shows a view into their screwed life

DISCLAIMER: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended. Gundam Wing is the property of… someone, and that's not me, so… the uses of these characters are in no way profitable to me.

Authors Notes:

My official unofficial beta eader makes an appearance! Um… I just realized that I have no idea if you're a guy or girl, so I'll just call you Dark One. He/She knows a lot more about GW so he/she's been making all the corrections give him/her a round of applause!

Yay! The actual story begins! This chapter is, more than anything, a look inside the relationships between the pilots. Their relationship is contradictory. They are friends, in their own sense, but everything is for the mission. If need be, they would kill each other. Well, I don't think Duo or Quatre would, because both seem to value life too much, and especially value their friends too much.

Even the actual Duo from the anime seems noble at heart, considering he faced off Heero to save Relena in one episode- though he didn't really know Heero or Relena at the time.

Um, another thing you should know is that all of the pilots have had hard lives, and they don't really question each other's pasts. It's sort of an unspoken agreement. They know enough, but not details.

Well, here's just general information you should know:

Heero Yuy's Gundam is called Wing. His number is 01. Heero isn't his real name, just an alias he picked up. He was raised to be an assassin, and then became a Gundam pilot.

Duo Maxwell's Gundam is called Deathscythe. His number is 02. He loves to laugh, though he does have a rather dark sense of humor.

Trowa Barton. It's not his real name, he was called Nanashi, which means no name for most of his life. He took the real Trowa's place after he died. His Gundam is Heavyarms, his number is 03. As stated in the back of the Episode Zero manga, it's speculated that his real name is Triton Bloom, Catherine Bloom's long lost little brother.

Quatre Winner. He's from a rich pacifist family, so they don't really approve of his lifestyle choice. His Gundam is Sandrock, his number 04.

Wufei Chang. He usually calls his Gundam Nataku, though its real name is Shenlong, which I think means dragon in Chinese, but I could be wrong. He calls it Nataku after his late wife who used to call herself that. His number is 05.

For more information on the pilots, go here: http://members.tripod.com/duonomiko2/gweb/gwasd.html

Oh yeah, if you want to see a picture of the piloting jacket I talk about, or you just want to see a picture of all of the pilots go here: http://photos.yahoo.com/fa3rydust85

Click on the Firefly Tides folder.

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Chapter One- Hook, Line, and Sinker!

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"Heero-kun, hand me the monkey wrench would you?"

Pause. Grunt.

"I know, I know, I should have brought it up. Please?"

"Fine."

The hangar both boys were currently inside was one of the larger ones, connected to an equally massive Winner estate located in none other than what was formerly known as Wales. Heero was currently at the foot of his Gundam, sitting against it, typing on his laptop. Not uncommon, considering the thing was an extension of his body. He was sitting next to a rather large, dented, and aging toolbox. The Gundam next to Heero's was in a seated position, much to the annoyance of the other pilots who also needed the space that Deathscythe was hogging. On the shoulder of said massive machine was Duo. A panel in the side of the shoulder was open and the front half of Duo was currently burrowed inside.

Heero, with a few final key clicks, sat his laptop to the side and stood up, brushing himself off. He took the monkey wrench out of the old toolbox and walked to the side of Deathscythe.

"Duo." Duo pulled his head out of the shoulder, face smudged with oil. He looked over the side just as Heero pulled his arm back and threw the monkey wrench strait at him. Considering who was throwing it and who was catching it, it came as no surprise that even with a few hundred feet between them, Heero's aim was perfect and Duo caught it easily, giving a grin in thanks.

"Finish up soon, I just got an e-mail from Winner. They're running late, so he arranged for one of the Maganacs to bring us the jeep. You've got the floor plans memorized right?"

"I've got it Yuy, don't get your boxers in a twist." Heero narrowed his eyes. "Yeah, glare all you want. Just don't worry! I'll have it memorized by tomorrow morning. I've got a great memory, it'll all be up here." Duo pointed to his head then buried it back into the shoulder of Deathscythe, monkey wrench in hand.

Heero, as usual, didn't voice his rather rude thoughts about Duo out loud. With a glance and a barely perceptible exasperated look, he picked up his laptop and headed for the door leading to the rest of the Mansion.

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"So we're going to go on Interstate 51 up to the border, get on the 91, then the 105, then back onto the 91?"

"Yes Maxwell, even with your thick head, the directions cannot be that confusing."

"Well I'm sorry *Chang,* but I think it's a bit strange getting on and off the same highway. Why not just stay on the 91?"

"Concentration of soldiers in one area on that particular stretch of highway. Did you not read the report?"

"Yes, I read it, once- the Professors sent it last night- I've been working on Deathscythe all day. I only got to read the complete report around five in the morning before I got to work. At least I've got most of what is readable memorized from the floor base plan."

"Well, you should have worked on Deathscythe *yesterday* Maxwell!"

"At least I didn't spend all of today sharpening an overgrown kitchen knife!" [1]

"It is *not* a-"

*Click*

Both Wufei and Duo turned towards the- until then- completely motionless third occupant of the room. Sometime during the conversation, he'd taken his gun out of wherever the hell it came from and had it pointed at the both of them [2]. He'd just clicked the safety off.

"You've made your point Heero. We'll stop fighting."

The three of them had finished dinner an hour ago, and had all been discussing the finer details of the mission for a while now.

"Good. Now continue."

Sigh. "Okay, so we head out around three in the morning. We bring few weapons, just what we can carry and some sleeping bags incase we take longer than is necessary. I drive there, while you two do whatever it is you want in the back," a slow grin spread across Duo's face.

"Sick mind, Baka, sick mind."

"It's one of my finer points, I should say."

"Do you *want* that braid gone by morning?" Duo instinctively reached back for his braid. [3]

"Low blow, even for you Wufei." Heero sent a pointed look at both of them. It could be called a death-glare, if someone were to give it a name, but said someone does not wish to use such cliché words, so we will leave it at a pointed look.

"Right. Down to business." Wufei was glad that Duo was finally shutting up and getting serious. It was eleven P.M. and they had to get up at three in the morning the next day to head out towards their intended target, a rather small base in the middle of Scotland.

"Do we know where we are going to hide the jeep? We've got to get back somehow."

"There's a forest close by where the base should be."

Wufei pursed his lips and adjusted his reading glasses. He shuffled through a few of the papers, not seeing any information on any forest near the base. Then again, the base was rather small, not largely populated, and was not well known in the slightest. Actually, except for the people within and higher-ranking officers of Oz, the Pilots were probably the only others who knew of it. The information didn't even contain a picture of the base, just the general location and the floor plans. Heero, who had, of course, already memorized the folder, raised an eyebrow, the only indication that he was asking Duo how he knew of the forest.

"Lets just say- I've been in the area before." A sort of bittersweet smile spread across his face, not an uncommon sight to those who knew him. Heero and Wufei waited for Duo to finish. After a moment of silence, they continued.

"Well, now that you're done with the cryptic statements, how about we figure out exactly where the main computer is?"

"Yes Chang-san." By the tone of Duo's voice, Wufei knew he was being mocked, but let it pass, opting to try and get to bed as soon as possible. He and the rest of the pilots might not have needed more than a few hours of sleep, but at the rate they were going, it would be time to leave before they had it all sorted out.

Duo looked down at their instructions, his brow furrowing in thought.

"Hey, why aren't we blowing the base up?"

"Because destroying it would not do much, except for cause a rather large explosion. The base is not all that important, except for some of the information on the computer about the new prototype mobile suits. I know how much you love bright lights, but it is not really necessary for this particular base."

"Okay, sounds good, just wish this wasn't so covert. It's been a while since our last real fight and I miss the action."

"You nearly got your head shot off a week ago at that base on L3." Duo winced.

"Okay, so maybe our last brush with death wasn't that long ago. It's just that I can't wait to get Deathscythe out again, I want to see how the adjustments I made to her damaged arm hold out in battle."

"I think the next mission is going to be in space, so we'll find out." Wufei nodded to himself that continued. "Now anything else?"

"Well, the floor plan is rather shitty, but from what I can gather, the disk should be in the center of the third floor, see?" Duo leaned across the table to bring the map in front of Wufei, who was sitting on the other side, and pointed.

Wufei squinted; it really was a bad floor plan. In all actuality, it was also a rather badly planned one. No maps, a really shoddy plan on what they were to actually do on the mission, not even general information on the population of the base. The whole plan had many holes in it, but they couldn't really change it because they'd only gotten the information the night before. The professors were really losing their touch. Concentrating once again on the floor plan, Wufei could barely make out the letters "ai," "ompu," and "oom" written on a room in the center of the third floor.

"Okay, so Yuy, the professors want you to go through the vents first, head down to the basement; the controls for the central heating, air conditioning, lighting and alarms are down there. Start the fire alarm. I don't know the rotations of the guards, so I don't know how much time we'll have before they have it shut off- idiot professors. Anyways, come back out and in the confusion the three of us will slip in, grab Z-171985 disk and slip out. Hopefully we will have enough time to get to the jeep, and head back here to meet Quatre-kun and Trowa-kun."

Heero gave a sharp nod, though he wasn't happy with the lack of information.

*Yawn* "Sounds good. Now I'm going to bed. Unlike you two, I have to drive tomorrow. . ." Duo glanced at his wrist watch, "today- fuck, it's twelve thirty. G'night." Duo gathered his plate and his folder of information. Going into the kitchen, he set his plate on the counter to be cleaned at a more convenient time. Passing by the dining room again, he saw Heero and Wufei start to gather together their folders so that they could get to sleep also.

Duo went down corridor after corridor, finally finding his way to his room. Walking in and half shutting the door, he pulled off his shirt. Absentmindedly rubbing at his neck, which was aching from hours bent over the shoulder of his Gundam (damaged in the last Mobile suit confrontation two weeks ago), he picked his way through weapons, blankets, and clothing across the room towards his bathroom.

Making short work of the rest of his clothes and hair, he stepped into the shower. He was glad for small comforts, such as using one of Quatre's mansions as a safe house. Sometimes they weren't so lucky. The last safe house they had stayed at had been run down, with no available working tap. They hadn't been able to take a shower for a week.

The other pilots were also grateful for the nicer place to stay. Besides their own comfort, they didn't enjoy listening to Duo gripe about his hair, although he did it mostly to get a reaction out of the others. Duo had lived the kind of life, at least in the last few years, where even a roof was heaven sent.

Duo shook himself slightly, seeing no reason to dwell on the past. He washed out the remainder of the conditioner, not easy considering the length of his hair, and stepped out to wrap a towel around his waist. Looking like an immense idiot but not really caring, he wrapped another towel around his head, creating a turban of sorts.

He walked into his room again and picked a pair of boxers out of his knapsack. He pulled them on under his towel then took the towel off, throwing it over a chair haphazardly.

"Do you never clean up after yourself Maxwell?" Duo had whipped around and was at a defensive crouch before the words were even finished.

"Damn it Wufei! Don't *do* that!" He relaxed and stood up, crossing his arms over his chest, slight grooves in the skin showing the scars he had received over the years. Considering the life Wufei only knew a part of, Wufei was surprised he didn't have more scars.

"Just wanted to get a reaction out of you."

"Haha, funny. I'm surprised you're not having a reaction watching me change." He smirked, knowing his last comment would piss off Wufei.

As usual, his face turned bright red. "Maxwell! I'm not as hormonal as you at least! Thank God for small favors." Wufei agitatedly crossed his arms over his chest in a defensive manner.

"Hey, I wasn't watching *you* change."

"I wasn't watching you change! I was bringing you your gun, you left it in the dining room." Wufei moved one arm to reach into his pocket, drawing out a .35 revolver.

"Sure, Chang, whatever you say." He had a smile on his lips as he took his gun from Wufei and set it on the chair near the door.

"You know you look like an idiot with that towel around your head, don't you?"

Duo let out a laugh, picking up his toothbrush and heading for his bathroom. "I wasn't expecting anyone to see me in it."

Wufei's right eyebrow shot up, indication that he was amused. "Okay Maxwell, Good night."

Through a mouthful of toothpaste, he yelled out a goodnight to Wufei as the door closed behind him.

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Things were not going well.

They had driven up to Scotland, leaving around three a.m. They'd gotten there just as night fell and had left the jeep in the depths of what was left of the nearby forest. Heero went into the building through the vent as planned, and had set off the alarm. All three had met up at the front and had walked calmly in, keeping to the shadows every time a soldier had walked by them. When they got to the main computer room on the third floor, Duo and Wufei had stood on either side of the corridor, while Heero had hacked into the database and downloaded the information onto the disk, erasing what was left on the computer.

Everything went wrong when the alarms were cut off. The pilots had been hoping that with all of the confusion, the soldiers in the base wouldn't be able to turn off the alarms for as least another half hour. Obviously, they were wrong.

Hearing muffled gunshots through the door, Heero tucked the disk into the back of his shorts and stood to the side of the door, waiting for someone to come through.

He hadn't anticipated for the small window in the door to shatter, teargas filling the room quickly. Stumbling out, he was caught by an Oz soldier.

Duo and Wufei were in a full-fledged brawl on either side of the corridor. Apparently, this base was more organized than the larger ones they were used to breaking into.

~'That's what we get for underestimating the enemy. If we live at least we'll have learned our lesson.'~ Heero thought rather dryly. He twisted around in his captor's arms, successfully getting out of his grasp. With a high kick to the man's head, he was down.

"02! Mission complete! Let's get out of here!"

Duo looked up at Heero's shout.

"Heero, wat-" he was cut off as a dart from a sedative gun hit him in the neck. He stumbled, reaching behind his neck to pull out the needle. He fell to his knees, and then hit the floor on his side. Wufei tried to get out of the way of the next flying dart, but was hit in the thigh as he ducked under a lunging soldier, giving a muffled growl as he went down.

Heero ran to the end of the hallway, but just as he was turning the corner, he was hit by three consecutive darts. He collapsed, hitting the wall and sliding down as he lost consciousness.

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Heero's eyes opened instantly, unlike the slow, groggy wake up that most people go through. Being the person that he was, he had been trained to wake up all at once, lest he be caught unawares. Sitting up, he inwardly winced at the pain in his arm. Looking down, he realized his arm was broken, a large growing bruise surrounding the fracture. He stood using the wall as support. Using his uninjured arm, he checked the back of his shorts.

~'Good.'~

Because of the cold weather so common in Scotland, all three of the pilots had opted to wear their piloting jackets. The back of the jacket had apparently concealed the bulge of the disk, so, until he was interrogated, the disk was safe.

Looking around, he saw that Wufei was awake, sitting Indian style on the floor, meditating. Although bruised, he hadn't been beaten that badly while they had both been unconscious. Wufei opened his eyes and looked over at Heero.

"They have 02. I've already dealt with the cameras and listening devises in the room. They must have hit you with a stronger sedative than 02 and I."

Heero nodded taking a hold of his broken arm.

"When 02 is back we'll break out. The lock can't be to terribly confusing." Heero nodded towards the control panel against the wall.

"Yes, I've already checked it out. Although I'm not much of a lock breaker, either you or 02 shouldn't have too much trouble with it."

The door opened just then, and the room was assaulted with light. Both Gundam pilots' eyes adjusted to the light, expecting to see Duo, but instead, four strangers stumbled in, dressed in the oddest clothing.

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"What, you don't like it? Come on. . ." Duo growled in response. He'd been in the *interrogation* room for about an hour. He had been tied to a chair, handcuffs holding his arms behind him.

What appeared to be the leader of the three interrogators was probably one of the more sadistic and perverted of the interrogators Duo had ever met. He had pulled the zipper down on Duo's jeans and was repeatedly stroking Duo. The interrogator leaned forward, licking from the back of his ear to the edge of were his zipped up jacket met his throat.

Hitting a sensitive spot behind his ear, Duo moaned in spite of himself, the noise forcing its way from deep within his throat. He jerked back, disgusted with the man in front of him and with himself.

~' Sick Bastard! God, I hate them *so* much!'~ This wasn't the first time he'd felt so dirty, but he wished it was his last.

The interrogator nipped gently before biting into the side of his neck, enough to break skin. Duo jerked his head back further. The Interrogator moved back, smiling darkly.

"Tell me what you were doing here Gundam Pilot, or I will do worse then just this."

Duo kept his mouth shut, glaring at the larger man. Because of the last Mobile fight, in which Wufei had been seen up close by Zechs, the Oz soldiers knew that Wufei was a Gundam pilot. By association, they figured that Duo was one as well.

Even though they were right, he didn't say a word telling them if he was or not. Duo didn't really know why they didn't question Wufei first, since they were positive he was a Gundam pilot, but he suspected it was because of his looks. He may be strong in his own right, but he did have an almost feminine look to him, something the crueler of the Oz soldiers craved.

After another moment of silence, another one of the Oz soldiers, equally large as the first who obviously enjoyed inflicting pain more than taking pleasure, came forward and punched him in the stomach, the chair almost toppling over with the force. Duo heard and felt the cracking of one of his ribs as air was forced out of his lungs. "Itai!" He saw black spots on the edge of his vision. Knowing enough about anatomy, even in his half unconscious state, he knew he wasn't in any danger of puncturing any major organs. Thank God for small favors.

The tempo of the hand on him speed up and he started breathing harder, cursing his body's reactions. In his mind, he knew he couldn't really stop his body from reacting but he wished he could, nonetheless. Fear and pain were aphrodisiacs in their own right, however morbid.

He'd been given a black eye and tears gathered at the corner from the pain and his own emotions. He wanted to kick himself for showing how much this was affecting him. He was stronger than this dammit! He blinked the tears away then shut his eyes tight, cursing Oz and especially the interrogators in the room with him, hating what the world had come to. The third interrogator, who Duo thought didn't really belong in a place like Oz, spoke up.

"Um. . . Wilkes, I don't think he's going to speak. We might as well bring him back to his cell before he loses consciousness."

"I just wanna have a little fun with him before we kill all three of them."

Duo opened his eyes to stare into Wilkes eyes. They were practically glowing with pleasure.

~'I cant believe this bastard's actually *enjoying* this!'~ Duo narrowed his eyes and spit in his face. Wilkes jumped back, thankfully taking his hands away from Duo to wipe the spit from his face.

"Argg! You prick!" he hit him across the face, snapping Duo's head to the side before he backed off.

"Fine! Bring him back to his cell." His face scrunched up in what could only be called disgust as he walked out of the room. The other bastard roughly untied him, zipped him up, and half carried him with the support of the other soldier.

Practically dragging him back to the cell, they guided him through hallway after hallway towards their destination.

Calming his breathing and his own emotions in general, Duo schooled his features into a decidedly indifferent face.

~'Ah, the masks we wear. One façade to another.'~ Duo smiled bitterly at the thought.

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Harry Potter Cannon characters in chapter two!

[1] Wufei is known for carrying around a curved sword. The name of it eludes me right now, though, so we'll just call it a large curved sword for now.

Editor's Note 1: I've heard it called a scimitar, a cavalry sabre, and a plain curved-blade sword. Pick one.

-Author: Esca Girl and Brimstone remember it: it's called a katana. At least, that's what I've always heard it named as but fanfiction is an imprecise science, people are known to be wrong ;-P

[2] This is a mystery, unto itself. Heero regularly wears black spandex and a green tank top, so it's surprising when he puts his arm behind his back and suddenly he has a gun. Where does he keep it? Does he tuck it into the waistband of his shorts? If he does, why do we not see the bulge? *Widens eyes* it's spooky!

Editor's Note 2: That's "Spandex Space" for ya! ::explains:: In anime, there's this thing called "Hammer Space" from which female anime characters will pull a large pink mallet to hit idiot males on the head with. It's… sort of like a demented warp hole, from what I've been able to tell. GW fans suspect the variant, called "Spandex Space" in honor of Yuy's regular ensemble, with regards to the location of that damned gun.

[3] A threat heard so often in fanfiction it's cliché. Well, since I'm writing this in the Harry Potter section, its not cliché to my readers so ha!

Editor's Note 3: There's a major reason for this, as noted in the GW Zero Episode, that has to do with Duo's childhood on L2 at the Maxwell Church. However, since this is a somewhat altered reality… ::wry smile:: …I'm sure there's another reason for it.

Author's notes:

Yay! See, I got the chapter out! Thanks to those who reviewed! I've already got the next chapter written, I'm just waiting for either a beta reader to show up, or for me to read it a few times to check it over.

Dark-One Shadowphyre - yay! You can be my official unofficial beta reader! Oh, and about Duo looking nothing like Harry. All will be explained in either chapter four, or five. Considering I already have chapter three finished it shouldn't take too long don't worry, I don't wanna leave any plot holes, it'll all make sense later.

Brimstone- hehe, yeah, I didn't think there were even close to enough Gundam Wing/Harry potter crossovers. I only know of one worthwhile- its called Parallel and its on my fave's list- check it out!

Dark Hikari Kamiya- if I ever have writers block, I will most definetly go to you

Tempted Mischief- thank you so much for the review on my second chapter (well first after the prologue). I'm glad someone thinks it was well written. I'm actually reposting it because I saw a bunch of errors I didn't like. I'm a perfectionist, what can I say?

If you don't really know much about Gundam Wing or it's characters, go to the site I mentioned on the above authors notes.

Here's the site again if you missed it:

http://members.tripod.com/duonomiko2/gweb/gwasd.html

Oh yeah, and the piloting jacket I mentioned- well, heres a pic if you didn't catch that link at the top either:

Click on the Firefly Tides folder.

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