Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Amber and Amethyst ❯ Ambiguous ( Chapter 3 )
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By: saturnssavior 
Anime/Manga: Gundam Wing Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama / Psychological / Romance | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 10.11.2004 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.9K | Visits: 477 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Gundam Wing Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama / Psychological / Romance | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 10.11.2004 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.9K | Visits: 477 | Status: Completed
Amber and Amethyst
by Seven7
Chapter Three
H-POV
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~13 months later~
The war is finally over. Trieze Kushrinada is dead and Relena has been made Foreign Vice Minister of Earth. J is gone, at least I think he is, none of the other scientists have been reported. Milliardo Peacecraft has been reported as 'dead' and Zechs Marquise is on his way to Mars with Lt. Noin. Marimaeia has been stopped and Dekim Barton has been assassinated. Peace is something we must uphold after we've all tried so hard to claim it. Two wars and the destruction of the Gundams brought about the new change in society as well as the new world peace organization called 'Preventers'. Which after much consideration I have participated in along with my fellow pilots. Well except for Duo that is, he completely refuses to join Preventers as an agent so Lady Une gave him the job as head of mechanics in the engineering department. For who else knows more about mechanical engineering than a former gundam pilot?
It's been 13 months since the day he forgave me and let me back into his arms, but I have yet to join him in bed. Every time I touch him he shies away from me, he says he forgives me and that he loves me but he still won't let me touch him the way I want to. It's been hard on me...on us...all of us. Sometimes I think Duo would just rather leave on his own then spend time with his friends. He alienates himself from us, and I think he does that on purpose.
After that incident in the kitchen back at Quatre's safe house, Duo refused to talk to any of the pilots. He pretty much ignored them, the only time he even acknowledged them was in battle when he separated his personal life from his missions. People say that I'm the 'perfect soldier' I laugh in their faces and I say 'you should meet Shinigami'. Duo is the most perfect cold hearted bastard soldier I have ever met.
I say cold hearted bastard because he made Quatre cry. I don't even make Quatre cry. Duo just prefers not to be a part of us any more than he has to. I'm actually waiting for the day where he'll just get up and walk out our apartment door and never come back. I'm hoping it's soon because I don't know how much more of this I can take. I'm tired of being the middle man between my 'lover' and my friends. If he doesn't decide to do something about 'us' soon I'll probably walk out that door myself.
I sigh.
Who am I kidding? As much as I would love to walk out that door or see him do it I can't. Why you ask, because I love the jerk okay. He's cold, and makes Quatre cry with his silence but I still love the bastard. Which is why I'm sitting here on the hood of my car smoking a cigarette waiting for Duo's shift to end so we can go home.
Speak of the devil for here he comes now. Duo walks out of the Preventers aerial and automotive mechanics wing, he stops just in front of the door and takes off his baseball cap. A long braid tumbles out from beneath the black cap and he tucks the hat into his back pocket of his coveralls. He spots me sitting on my hood and frowns at me as he heads towards me. I smirk because he hates it when I smoke. Which is why I always do it, it kind of warms me up when I piss him off.
He stops in front of me as I inhale the last of my cigarette and exhale it in his direction. The look of pure disgust on his face makes me laugh out loud which makes him even madder. His brows furrow in the middle and his lips fall into a angerish pout that makes him look so cute and yet so serious at the same time. Only Duo can do something like that.
"Are you done yet?" Duo asks in annoyance. He walks over to the passenger door of my two door coupe and gets in not even waiting for an answer.
I flick the butt of the cigarette to the pavement and ground it under the heel of my leather boots. I walk to the drivers door and get in my car, Duo already has his music station playing and all types of heavy metal music comes blaring out my speakers. He grins at me and buckles up. Sometimes I swear he's bipolar, one minute he's majorly pissed and the next he's happy go lucky, I don't get it.
I turn the car on, drive out of the parking lot and head home.
Our apartment isn't really big but it's suitable enough for two people and it's located right on the beach. It's got two bedrooms, two separate baths, a large living room, a medium sized kitchen with island counter in the middle, a balcony facing the ocean and an office with both of our computers in it. It's also two stories with a curved stairway, the steps beginning between the living room and the kitchen.
Okay maybe it's a little big. So sue me.
It was easy to get the apartment with our combined salaries and our savings made up from the money we extorted from OZ. Duo really loves the place, you can see it in his eyes whenever he talks about our apartment. I glance over at him in the passenger seat and see him humming and tapping his fingers to the rhythm of that god awful music he seems so interested in all of a sudden. I remember a time when all he would listen to was one song, that song was cool, it was relaxing and sometimes I see how music affects his moods. During the war all he ever listened to was that one song 'amber' now he listens to all types of loud obnoxious music that would drive anyone crazy. He catches me looking at him and smiles at me before returning his eyes to the road. I turn back to the road as well, but my hands grip the steering wheel until my knuckles turn white. That smile right there just then was a patented Duo Maxwell smile. The one he spent years perfecting. Not his true smile.
I haven't seen him smile his true smile in over a year.
It's the little things like that, that drove me and the others into our final act of desperation. Today is April 25, Duo's birthday, at least that's what he told us. He's seventeen now and the gang and I have planned a surprise birthday party back at our apartment tonight. I guess we're trying to get Duo to finally talk to them and make up for last years missed birthday all at once. The 'Incident' happened a month before his sixteenth birthday and things were pretty sour back then. I just hope nothing goes wrong this time.
We arrive at the apartment complex parking lot and I park in our assigned parking space. Duo gets out and waits for me while I finish putting the club on my car. I get out and arm the car with my automatic key chain alarm button thingy. I love those, you just get out press a button and your done. I walk over to him and he takes my hand in his. Hmm, he must be in a good mood today. He seems much happier than usual.
We walk up the three flight of stairs, our fingers still entwined together, and reach the hallway leading to our door. I pull out my keys and slide the designated key into the keyhole. Duo waits patiently behind me while I let the dangling keys jingle loudly alerting everyone inside to take cover.
"Is something wrong Hee-chan? Is the door jammed?" Duo asks behind me.
"No every thing's fine, just too many keys is all" I tell him.
I open the door and notice the apartment is pitch black inside. The window shades must be closed off to avoid letting in the sunset rays. I step aside and bow elegantly in a manner that makes Duo laugh a little. God I miss those carefree times of so long ago.
"After you my lord" I say and bow sweeping my arm in motioning for him to go in first.
"Thank you sir knight" Duo says and walks in to the apartment. "Wow why is it so dark?" he turns on the light switch.
"SURPRISE!! HAPPY BIRTHDAY DUO!!" Everyone jumps out from behind our couch and arm chair. When I say everyone I mean the g-pilots, Sally, Une, Relena, Hilde and Howard.
"Hey guys wow I didn't think you'd remember my birthday" Duo says giving each of the girls a hug including Howard. He just smiled curtly at the pilots, nodded than walked over to Howard without a second glance. I swear I though Quatre was going to cry again.
"Happy birthday Duo" Quatre says timidly to Duo after he walked over to him. "Thanks Kat" Duo answers in a professional politeness that makes me want to throw up. I need another cigarette.
"Well Duo you're seventeen years old now, how does it feel?" Asks Sally. She, Relena, Duo and Une are sitting together on the couch drinking punch that Hilde is serving all around. Howard is sitting in the arm chair facing the couch, Trowa and Quatre are standing next to each other by the kitchen door and Wufei is leaning on the rails of the stairway between the kitchen and the living room. I'm leaning with my back against the front door, arms crossed in front of me while I play with my pack of cigarettes.
"Well not much different than when I was sixteen I guess" Duo takes a sip of his punch. Hilde tries to offer me some of that crappy punch but I politely refused. She shrugs and heads towards Wufei who all of a sudden made a face of 'dear god not that concoction' horrified look. I laugh internally, Hilde always makes her punches too strong in alcohol content.
Hold the phone.
I guess Wufei and I share the same brain because he's now looking at me with the 'I've got an idea' look to his tanned face. We both stared at each other in concentration like we were talking telepathically or something. Then like clockwork we both turn to Trowa and Quatre with that same look. They seemed to understand, I think Quatre's just desperate to have his best friend back that he'll do anything it takes. We nod to each other in confirmation before setting our sights on Duo chatting happily away with the girls and Howard.
Mission accepted: Operation get Duo drunk has now commenced.
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tsuzuku...
Please don't forget to review! Thanx!
by Seven7
Chapter Three
H-POV
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~13 months later~
The war is finally over. Trieze Kushrinada is dead and Relena has been made Foreign Vice Minister of Earth. J is gone, at least I think he is, none of the other scientists have been reported. Milliardo Peacecraft has been reported as 'dead' and Zechs Marquise is on his way to Mars with Lt. Noin. Marimaeia has been stopped and Dekim Barton has been assassinated. Peace is something we must uphold after we've all tried so hard to claim it. Two wars and the destruction of the Gundams brought about the new change in society as well as the new world peace organization called 'Preventers'. Which after much consideration I have participated in along with my fellow pilots. Well except for Duo that is, he completely refuses to join Preventers as an agent so Lady Une gave him the job as head of mechanics in the engineering department. For who else knows more about mechanical engineering than a former gundam pilot?
It's been 13 months since the day he forgave me and let me back into his arms, but I have yet to join him in bed. Every time I touch him he shies away from me, he says he forgives me and that he loves me but he still won't let me touch him the way I want to. It's been hard on me...on us...all of us. Sometimes I think Duo would just rather leave on his own then spend time with his friends. He alienates himself from us, and I think he does that on purpose.
After that incident in the kitchen back at Quatre's safe house, Duo refused to talk to any of the pilots. He pretty much ignored them, the only time he even acknowledged them was in battle when he separated his personal life from his missions. People say that I'm the 'perfect soldier' I laugh in their faces and I say 'you should meet Shinigami'. Duo is the most perfect cold hearted bastard soldier I have ever met.
I say cold hearted bastard because he made Quatre cry. I don't even make Quatre cry. Duo just prefers not to be a part of us any more than he has to. I'm actually waiting for the day where he'll just get up and walk out our apartment door and never come back. I'm hoping it's soon because I don't know how much more of this I can take. I'm tired of being the middle man between my 'lover' and my friends. If he doesn't decide to do something about 'us' soon I'll probably walk out that door myself.
I sigh.
Who am I kidding? As much as I would love to walk out that door or see him do it I can't. Why you ask, because I love the jerk okay. He's cold, and makes Quatre cry with his silence but I still love the bastard. Which is why I'm sitting here on the hood of my car smoking a cigarette waiting for Duo's shift to end so we can go home.
Speak of the devil for here he comes now. Duo walks out of the Preventers aerial and automotive mechanics wing, he stops just in front of the door and takes off his baseball cap. A long braid tumbles out from beneath the black cap and he tucks the hat into his back pocket of his coveralls. He spots me sitting on my hood and frowns at me as he heads towards me. I smirk because he hates it when I smoke. Which is why I always do it, it kind of warms me up when I piss him off.
He stops in front of me as I inhale the last of my cigarette and exhale it in his direction. The look of pure disgust on his face makes me laugh out loud which makes him even madder. His brows furrow in the middle and his lips fall into a angerish pout that makes him look so cute and yet so serious at the same time. Only Duo can do something like that.
"Are you done yet?" Duo asks in annoyance. He walks over to the passenger door of my two door coupe and gets in not even waiting for an answer.
I flick the butt of the cigarette to the pavement and ground it under the heel of my leather boots. I walk to the drivers door and get in my car, Duo already has his music station playing and all types of heavy metal music comes blaring out my speakers. He grins at me and buckles up. Sometimes I swear he's bipolar, one minute he's majorly pissed and the next he's happy go lucky, I don't get it.
I turn the car on, drive out of the parking lot and head home.
Our apartment isn't really big but it's suitable enough for two people and it's located right on the beach. It's got two bedrooms, two separate baths, a large living room, a medium sized kitchen with island counter in the middle, a balcony facing the ocean and an office with both of our computers in it. It's also two stories with a curved stairway, the steps beginning between the living room and the kitchen.
Okay maybe it's a little big. So sue me.
It was easy to get the apartment with our combined salaries and our savings made up from the money we extorted from OZ. Duo really loves the place, you can see it in his eyes whenever he talks about our apartment. I glance over at him in the passenger seat and see him humming and tapping his fingers to the rhythm of that god awful music he seems so interested in all of a sudden. I remember a time when all he would listen to was one song, that song was cool, it was relaxing and sometimes I see how music affects his moods. During the war all he ever listened to was that one song 'amber' now he listens to all types of loud obnoxious music that would drive anyone crazy. He catches me looking at him and smiles at me before returning his eyes to the road. I turn back to the road as well, but my hands grip the steering wheel until my knuckles turn white. That smile right there just then was a patented Duo Maxwell smile. The one he spent years perfecting. Not his true smile.
I haven't seen him smile his true smile in over a year.
It's the little things like that, that drove me and the others into our final act of desperation. Today is April 25, Duo's birthday, at least that's what he told us. He's seventeen now and the gang and I have planned a surprise birthday party back at our apartment tonight. I guess we're trying to get Duo to finally talk to them and make up for last years missed birthday all at once. The 'Incident' happened a month before his sixteenth birthday and things were pretty sour back then. I just hope nothing goes wrong this time.
We arrive at the apartment complex parking lot and I park in our assigned parking space. Duo gets out and waits for me while I finish putting the club on my car. I get out and arm the car with my automatic key chain alarm button thingy. I love those, you just get out press a button and your done. I walk over to him and he takes my hand in his. Hmm, he must be in a good mood today. He seems much happier than usual.
We walk up the three flight of stairs, our fingers still entwined together, and reach the hallway leading to our door. I pull out my keys and slide the designated key into the keyhole. Duo waits patiently behind me while I let the dangling keys jingle loudly alerting everyone inside to take cover.
"Is something wrong Hee-chan? Is the door jammed?" Duo asks behind me.
"No every thing's fine, just too many keys is all" I tell him.
I open the door and notice the apartment is pitch black inside. The window shades must be closed off to avoid letting in the sunset rays. I step aside and bow elegantly in a manner that makes Duo laugh a little. God I miss those carefree times of so long ago.
"After you my lord" I say and bow sweeping my arm in motioning for him to go in first.
"Thank you sir knight" Duo says and walks in to the apartment. "Wow why is it so dark?" he turns on the light switch.
"SURPRISE!! HAPPY BIRTHDAY DUO!!" Everyone jumps out from behind our couch and arm chair. When I say everyone I mean the g-pilots, Sally, Une, Relena, Hilde and Howard.
"Hey guys wow I didn't think you'd remember my birthday" Duo says giving each of the girls a hug including Howard. He just smiled curtly at the pilots, nodded than walked over to Howard without a second glance. I swear I though Quatre was going to cry again.
"Happy birthday Duo" Quatre says timidly to Duo after he walked over to him. "Thanks Kat" Duo answers in a professional politeness that makes me want to throw up. I need another cigarette.
"Well Duo you're seventeen years old now, how does it feel?" Asks Sally. She, Relena, Duo and Une are sitting together on the couch drinking punch that Hilde is serving all around. Howard is sitting in the arm chair facing the couch, Trowa and Quatre are standing next to each other by the kitchen door and Wufei is leaning on the rails of the stairway between the kitchen and the living room. I'm leaning with my back against the front door, arms crossed in front of me while I play with my pack of cigarettes.
"Well not much different than when I was sixteen I guess" Duo takes a sip of his punch. Hilde tries to offer me some of that crappy punch but I politely refused. She shrugs and heads towards Wufei who all of a sudden made a face of 'dear god not that concoction' horrified look. I laugh internally, Hilde always makes her punches too strong in alcohol content.
Hold the phone.
I guess Wufei and I share the same brain because he's now looking at me with the 'I've got an idea' look to his tanned face. We both stared at each other in concentration like we were talking telepathically or something. Then like clockwork we both turn to Trowa and Quatre with that same look. They seemed to understand, I think Quatre's just desperate to have his best friend back that he'll do anything it takes. We nod to each other in confirmation before setting our sights on Duo chatting happily away with the girls and Howard.
Mission accepted: Operation get Duo drunk has now commenced.
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tsuzuku...
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