Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Confessions of a Soldier ❯ Chapter One ( Chapter 1 )
[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
By: TeeToTheFa 
Anime/Manga: Gundam Wing Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Action | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 06.05.2007 | Pages: 1 | Words: 2.4K | Visits: 235 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Gundam Wing Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Action | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 06.05.2007 | Pages: 1 | Words: 2.4K | Visits: 235 | Status: Completed
R o X i a n–- I Don’t own Gundam Wing, they respectively belong to their creators. I, however, do own the plot and duo’s mother and experiences... I made em up to go with my story, pleas, if you DON’T like that concept, don’t read, it’s that simple
WARNING: those of you who are touchy on religion, I would strongly advise you turn around, there is a bit of bashing because of Duo’s choice in Atheism, or, well,, sorta.
Chapter One: Solo-Chan
The boys stared at each other in shock.. Was he seriously going to spill every little detail about himself? Even if Duo Maxwell was no longer walking the earth with them (or rather, running ahead and getting into as much trouble as possible), he was still willing to bear his very soul to them. Memories.... thoughts, pain, the feelings of one’s heart is what made up a person, and they were about to witness the very blueprint that was, and will always remain Duo Maxwell, even if there were no physical body to prove it. All thinking the same thing, Quatre, who was in control of the remote to the stereo, paused the cd and took a moment of silence to think.
“Are you all, POSITIVE you want to be hearing.. This.. Confession?” he asked, looking into everyone of their eyes “Something precious is going to be spilled like a glass of water in front of us.. Are you ALL willing to accept what he’s about to confess?” he asked as they neither answered, nor showed acknowledgment to the blond. And, it wasn’t out of rudeness, it was the fact that their minds were racing over one thought. DID they want to hear it? What would happen if the perfect image of Duo was ruined by something he wanted to say?.. NEEDED to say.... Heero was the first to recover as he opened prussian blue eyes, and stared into Quatre’s aqua ones.
“We’ve known Duo forever.. There is no need to pass unnecessary judgment.... over a friend” it wasn’t hard, he found out, to admit that the braided baka was his friend... Heero Yuy, DIDN’T have friends, he had comrades and allies... and enemies, but not friends... however, Duo WAS his friend, and it wouldn’t do him justice to not call the American as such.
“I want to know what it was like to be Duo Maxwell.. What it took to be... him” Said Trowa. Wufei only nodded, unable to summarize his own reasons for staying and listening..
Quatre just smiled and sa back down, pressing the red PLAY butting with a gentle touch.
“I don’t REALLY remember being a child younger than seven.. But, it’s hard to forget a sweet face, strong arms... loving arms... and smiling eyes that always made you feel like a puddle of mud... at one time, I knew what it was like to have a mother. I can’t remember her name, or my name actually, but, she’s there, in my memory.. I was never called by my real name, whatever it was, it was always “sweetie” or sometimes neko-chan... where that came from I have NO clue... I can barely remember being held, being loved, and doted on... but, as everyone knows, happiness–at one point in time– does come to a close.
She’d died suddenly, right there, in front of me... L2 was never a safe place to raise a family, even if it were only two of us. Where we lived, where people live NOW, was always under attack from something, whether it be children, thugs, or mobile suits... anyways... I had run, run as fast as possible, just so I could get away from the men who’d taken my happiness away... taken my MOTHER from me... I don’t remember how I got there, only that, I knew it would be safe to stay there until the morning and I could figure out what I was going to do then... When I had woke in the morning, man did I get a surprise...
There, in front of me, was a big pile of what looked like oranges and apples, a rare treat for the slums of L2... when I looked up, there was a blond head in front of me, and for a second, I thought I had died and seen an angel... yeah ok, go ahead and laugh at my imbecilic mistake Wufei.. But really... after what I had been through... TREIZE would have been an angel at that moment.. And THAT’S scarey”
They boys chuckled, suddenly with images of Trieze Kushrenada in a white dress... robe, with fluffy wings and a halo... then the picture was interrupted with the vision of Trieze using that halo to choke some poor unfortunate angel. It only took a moment to realize that Duo’s voice was speaking again, and his descriptions almost made it was if they were standing right there, watching everything...
(AN: I had a hard time trying to come up with a way to sort this out, but, because I’ve read Gundam Wing : Episode Zero so many times, I felt it necessary that I did this as if it were third person.. It was a very hard decision)
A young child, about 7 or eight years old sat up against a metal beam and stared at the boys and girls in front of him– especially the young man that seemed to give off the aura of leader. The blond was dressed in a little, off-white t-shirt that seemed to be too big for him, and a green vest over baggy blue jeans... however, despite the fact that he looked like a ruffian, the radiant smile on his face was enough to ensure that the long haired child was in no danger.
“ you can eat em ya know, we didn’t poison em” he said, using the improper English he’d adapted, without a family, there really was no proper English to any of these kids. The long haired child gladly dug into the friot and ate, hungry from last night’s little episode. No one bothered him until he was finished eating, then a little burp that satisfied both him and his companions. They all smiled at each other.
“What’s yur name kid?” asked the blond as the long haired child hesitated... he didn’t know if he should really give out his name... so he kept his mouth shut.
“It’s okay, you dun have ta tell us...” said the blond.
“Who.. Are you?” asked the timid voice.
Big purple eyes stared up at his savior, and was surprised to see the kid’s chest puff out.
“My name’s Solo, and I’m the leader of the orphans” he said proudly.
“I’m... an orphan too.. Mommy was...” tears filled violet eyes and soon he found himself in a brotherly hug
“It’s okay, we’ve all lost mommy’s and daddy’s, the war is bad and that’s why... but you can stay with us!! We’ll take good care of you!!!” said Solo as the long haired child rubbed his eyes and smiled as well... maybe he WOULDN’T have to be alone after all.
“From that point on, I was no longer a little child, frolicking through the daisies.. Ok, I don’t remember ever doing THAT in my entire life, but the point is.. I forgot all about my mother, forgot all about the happy home I had lived in... At that particular point, there was always one rule that the orphan’s and I lived by... live each day to the fullest, and only worry about tomorrow when it was tomorrow.. So I adapted.
We lived in a run down school building, the one that had been burnt a while before I was even born, but, there was still warmth and protection, and we weren’t bothered. I had come to find out that there were a lot of kids that had been orphaned.. And they all lived in this building...We were mainly thieves, having no money, the only thing we COULD do was steal things that didn’t belong to us.. But, it was life, and I adapted to that as well... Solo was my closest friend.. I would follow him everywhere.. He would always brush the rat’s nest that had grown out on my head... it was like having a big brother.. And I was happy...
Like I said before.. All happiness has to end, and, unfortunately, my utopia had began to crumble. There was a virus spreading around, a deadly virus that attacked the main organs before devouring the heart, literally,... in our little group, it was called IT... --yeah, real creative--.. But, we were kids, and it didn’t make sense to us–why were our friends dying in front of our eyes... and then, we’d over heard a medical doctor on his way home from work... explaining that it was a deadly space virus that had been brought over from another part of the colony, and that, the medical center downtown was giving vaccinations.
Our first instinct was to rush everybody there, to get the immunity shot, but, who wants to help a porr, filthy little street kid ne? So, we had no choice but to sit there and watch as one by one, our little ‘family’ became 15....12....7.... finally, down to five of us... Solo was a wreck, trying to find a way to get us all vaccinated... and so... he snuck out one night and grabbed as much of the vaccination as he could, before returning to us. ‘ here” he said “ tis is gonna keep us better”.. Only.. When everyone had, had the vaccination... we all realized, that there wasn’t enough... for everyone.. And that Solo, being the generous soul that he was, didn’t get any..
At the time, I didn’t know he was infected, but, as the weeks went by, he became sick, and weak... and I began to show symptoms as well... I hadn’t gotten enough of the vaccination to keep the virus from over running my system... So, the two of us stayed together as our conditions got worse.. And.. I can remember.. The one night.. The last time... he... was there... with me...
Young solo stared at his best friend’s face as he lay on the small, shoddy cot. His face was pale, and within the hour, his whole left side had gone numb.
“Eh... number two” solo had called him that since he didn’t give him name, and, it had stuck.
“Do you need something Solo-chan?” asked the long haired boy’s voice as he weakly scooched over to his friends bedside. Solo smiled and lifted his mobile arm, holding up a yellow vile. Little Number Two gasped.
“That’s the vaccine!! This is great!!!.. wait..” Solo smiled and pushed it into his friend’s hand.
“You use it, I’m a gonner.. It’s too late” little number two shook his head.
“No, no you take it, you need it more than me” said the little 8 year old as the ten year old laughed.
“No, you need it more than me.. You’re going to make something when you get bigger, I know it!!” said solo “ You’re going to be the bestest friend, and the bestest fighter around!!!” he said as little number two’s eyes began to water.. He could see the fading light in his friends eyes...
“Promise me somethin k?”
“Any... anything Solo-chan...” the blond smiled as his eyes slowly began to close, and his spirit was slowly being called away into the world between the two...
“Promise... that.....you’ll end the war... promise you’ll make everyone better....”
“I, I promise solo nii-chan...”
“Good... you’ll.. Do.. It....... I...... kn....”
There was a deadly silence in the room, as everyone clenched their teeth, gripped their hands... and listened to the sad silence on the other side of the Cd.... they had never know that Duo had, had the SPACE virus... he’d never said anything about any of it....
“ I... I watched my best friend die in front of me, and, at that moment, something in me lifted, rose in my chest, and I felt a new presence... ‘ you are solo, and you’ll always be with me... we’ll be DUO’.. I had said to the dead body in front of me..... that’s what my name was from there on out.. Duo... a significant gesture, now that I look back on it, to place Solo-chan in peace... and, as far as you all know, that’s what I’ve been called forever...
It wasn’t long after his death that I had recovered, and, as a duty as being second in command... I’d taken up the job of leader to those kids...I was now the leader, I was now keeping them safe... and I was gonna do a damn good job of it if I had anything to say about it.”
Well?...*waits for the beatings to begin* was it good, so so? Bad? I really tried to piece together how duo would feel through his experience with Solo and the orphans.. And it took quite a bit of research to figure out if there ever was a solo, and if he DID die of a virus.. And the italic, THAT was a hard decision as well, trying to figure out if I wanted Duo to tell it, or if I wanted to show it to you... well, second chapter coming soon, I broke this one down smaller than I wanted to ^^ R&R! Arigatou Minna-san~R o X i a n
WARNING: those of you who are touchy on religion, I would strongly advise you turn around, there is a bit of bashing because of Duo’s choice in Atheism, or, well,, sorta.
Chapter One: Solo-Chan
The boys stared at each other in shock.. Was he seriously going to spill every little detail about himself? Even if Duo Maxwell was no longer walking the earth with them (or rather, running ahead and getting into as much trouble as possible), he was still willing to bear his very soul to them. Memories.... thoughts, pain, the feelings of one’s heart is what made up a person, and they were about to witness the very blueprint that was, and will always remain Duo Maxwell, even if there were no physical body to prove it. All thinking the same thing, Quatre, who was in control of the remote to the stereo, paused the cd and took a moment of silence to think.
“Are you all, POSITIVE you want to be hearing.. This.. Confession?” he asked, looking into everyone of their eyes “Something precious is going to be spilled like a glass of water in front of us.. Are you ALL willing to accept what he’s about to confess?” he asked as they neither answered, nor showed acknowledgment to the blond. And, it wasn’t out of rudeness, it was the fact that their minds were racing over one thought. DID they want to hear it? What would happen if the perfect image of Duo was ruined by something he wanted to say?.. NEEDED to say.... Heero was the first to recover as he opened prussian blue eyes, and stared into Quatre’s aqua ones.
“We’ve known Duo forever.. There is no need to pass unnecessary judgment.... over a friend” it wasn’t hard, he found out, to admit that the braided baka was his friend... Heero Yuy, DIDN’T have friends, he had comrades and allies... and enemies, but not friends... however, Duo WAS his friend, and it wouldn’t do him justice to not call the American as such.
“I want to know what it was like to be Duo Maxwell.. What it took to be... him” Said Trowa. Wufei only nodded, unable to summarize his own reasons for staying and listening..
Quatre just smiled and sa back down, pressing the red PLAY butting with a gentle touch.
“I don’t REALLY remember being a child younger than seven.. But, it’s hard to forget a sweet face, strong arms... loving arms... and smiling eyes that always made you feel like a puddle of mud... at one time, I knew what it was like to have a mother. I can’t remember her name, or my name actually, but, she’s there, in my memory.. I was never called by my real name, whatever it was, it was always “sweetie” or sometimes neko-chan... where that came from I have NO clue... I can barely remember being held, being loved, and doted on... but, as everyone knows, happiness–at one point in time– does come to a close.
She’d died suddenly, right there, in front of me... L2 was never a safe place to raise a family, even if it were only two of us. Where we lived, where people live NOW, was always under attack from something, whether it be children, thugs, or mobile suits... anyways... I had run, run as fast as possible, just so I could get away from the men who’d taken my happiness away... taken my MOTHER from me... I don’t remember how I got there, only that, I knew it would be safe to stay there until the morning and I could figure out what I was going to do then... When I had woke in the morning, man did I get a surprise...
There, in front of me, was a big pile of what looked like oranges and apples, a rare treat for the slums of L2... when I looked up, there was a blond head in front of me, and for a second, I thought I had died and seen an angel... yeah ok, go ahead and laugh at my imbecilic mistake Wufei.. But really... after what I had been through... TREIZE would have been an angel at that moment.. And THAT’S scarey”
They boys chuckled, suddenly with images of Trieze Kushrenada in a white dress... robe, with fluffy wings and a halo... then the picture was interrupted with the vision of Trieze using that halo to choke some poor unfortunate angel. It only took a moment to realize that Duo’s voice was speaking again, and his descriptions almost made it was if they were standing right there, watching everything...
(AN: I had a hard time trying to come up with a way to sort this out, but, because I’ve read Gundam Wing : Episode Zero so many times, I felt it necessary that I did this as if it were third person.. It was a very hard decision)
A young child, about 7 or eight years old sat up against a metal beam and stared at the boys and girls in front of him– especially the young man that seemed to give off the aura of leader. The blond was dressed in a little, off-white t-shirt that seemed to be too big for him, and a green vest over baggy blue jeans... however, despite the fact that he looked like a ruffian, the radiant smile on his face was enough to ensure that the long haired child was in no danger.
“ you can eat em ya know, we didn’t poison em” he said, using the improper English he’d adapted, without a family, there really was no proper English to any of these kids. The long haired child gladly dug into the friot and ate, hungry from last night’s little episode. No one bothered him until he was finished eating, then a little burp that satisfied both him and his companions. They all smiled at each other.
“What’s yur name kid?” asked the blond as the long haired child hesitated... he didn’t know if he should really give out his name... so he kept his mouth shut.
“It’s okay, you dun have ta tell us...” said the blond.
“Who.. Are you?” asked the timid voice.
Big purple eyes stared up at his savior, and was surprised to see the kid’s chest puff out.
“My name’s Solo, and I’m the leader of the orphans” he said proudly.
“I’m... an orphan too.. Mommy was...” tears filled violet eyes and soon he found himself in a brotherly hug
“It’s okay, we’ve all lost mommy’s and daddy’s, the war is bad and that’s why... but you can stay with us!! We’ll take good care of you!!!” said Solo as the long haired child rubbed his eyes and smiled as well... maybe he WOULDN’T have to be alone after all.
“From that point on, I was no longer a little child, frolicking through the daisies.. Ok, I don’t remember ever doing THAT in my entire life, but the point is.. I forgot all about my mother, forgot all about the happy home I had lived in... At that particular point, there was always one rule that the orphan’s and I lived by... live each day to the fullest, and only worry about tomorrow when it was tomorrow.. So I adapted.
We lived in a run down school building, the one that had been burnt a while before I was even born, but, there was still warmth and protection, and we weren’t bothered. I had come to find out that there were a lot of kids that had been orphaned.. And they all lived in this building...We were mainly thieves, having no money, the only thing we COULD do was steal things that didn’t belong to us.. But, it was life, and I adapted to that as well... Solo was my closest friend.. I would follow him everywhere.. He would always brush the rat’s nest that had grown out on my head... it was like having a big brother.. And I was happy...
Like I said before.. All happiness has to end, and, unfortunately, my utopia had began to crumble. There was a virus spreading around, a deadly virus that attacked the main organs before devouring the heart, literally,... in our little group, it was called IT... --yeah, real creative--.. But, we were kids, and it didn’t make sense to us–why were our friends dying in front of our eyes... and then, we’d over heard a medical doctor on his way home from work... explaining that it was a deadly space virus that had been brought over from another part of the colony, and that, the medical center downtown was giving vaccinations.
Our first instinct was to rush everybody there, to get the immunity shot, but, who wants to help a porr, filthy little street kid ne? So, we had no choice but to sit there and watch as one by one, our little ‘family’ became 15....12....7.... finally, down to five of us... Solo was a wreck, trying to find a way to get us all vaccinated... and so... he snuck out one night and grabbed as much of the vaccination as he could, before returning to us. ‘ here” he said “ tis is gonna keep us better”.. Only.. When everyone had, had the vaccination... we all realized, that there wasn’t enough... for everyone.. And that Solo, being the generous soul that he was, didn’t get any..
At the time, I didn’t know he was infected, but, as the weeks went by, he became sick, and weak... and I began to show symptoms as well... I hadn’t gotten enough of the vaccination to keep the virus from over running my system... So, the two of us stayed together as our conditions got worse.. And.. I can remember.. The one night.. The last time... he... was there... with me...
Young solo stared at his best friend’s face as he lay on the small, shoddy cot. His face was pale, and within the hour, his whole left side had gone numb.
“Eh... number two” solo had called him that since he didn’t give him name, and, it had stuck.
“Do you need something Solo-chan?” asked the long haired boy’s voice as he weakly scooched over to his friends bedside. Solo smiled and lifted his mobile arm, holding up a yellow vile. Little Number Two gasped.
“That’s the vaccine!! This is great!!!.. wait..” Solo smiled and pushed it into his friend’s hand.
“You use it, I’m a gonner.. It’s too late” little number two shook his head.
“No, no you take it, you need it more than me” said the little 8 year old as the ten year old laughed.
“No, you need it more than me.. You’re going to make something when you get bigger, I know it!!” said solo “ You’re going to be the bestest friend, and the bestest fighter around!!!” he said as little number two’s eyes began to water.. He could see the fading light in his friends eyes...
“Promise me somethin k?”
“Any... anything Solo-chan...” the blond smiled as his eyes slowly began to close, and his spirit was slowly being called away into the world between the two...
“Promise... that.....you’ll end the war... promise you’ll make everyone better....”
“I, I promise solo nii-chan...”
“Good... you’ll.. Do.. It....... I...... kn....”
There was a deadly silence in the room, as everyone clenched their teeth, gripped their hands... and listened to the sad silence on the other side of the Cd.... they had never know that Duo had, had the SPACE virus... he’d never said anything about any of it....
“ I... I watched my best friend die in front of me, and, at that moment, something in me lifted, rose in my chest, and I felt a new presence... ‘ you are solo, and you’ll always be with me... we’ll be DUO’.. I had said to the dead body in front of me..... that’s what my name was from there on out.. Duo... a significant gesture, now that I look back on it, to place Solo-chan in peace... and, as far as you all know, that’s what I’ve been called forever...
It wasn’t long after his death that I had recovered, and, as a duty as being second in command... I’d taken up the job of leader to those kids...I was now the leader, I was now keeping them safe... and I was gonna do a damn good job of it if I had anything to say about it.”
Well?...*waits for the beatings to begin* was it good, so so? Bad? I really tried to piece together how duo would feel through his experience with Solo and the orphans.. And it took quite a bit of research to figure out if there ever was a solo, and if he DID die of a virus.. And the italic, THAT was a hard decision as well, trying to figure out if I wanted Duo to tell it, or if I wanted to show it to you... well, second chapter coming soon, I broke this one down smaller than I wanted to ^^ R&R! Arigatou Minna-san~R o X i a n