Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Confessions of a Soldier ❯ Chapter Two ( Chapter 2 )
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By: TeeToTheFa 
Anime/Manga: Gundam Wing Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Action | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 06.05.2007 | Updated On: 06.05.2007 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.9K | Visits: 212 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Gundam Wing Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Action | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 06.05.2007 | Updated On: 06.05.2007 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.9K | Visits: 212 | Status: Completed
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Chapter Two: Father.....Sister
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Everyone sat in the silene that Duo had left them in temporarily... they hadn’t known that he’d been through so much at suc a young age.. To lose a mother, and significantly after that to lose a best friend who was nothing more than a brother figure.. It would have torn the normal person apart. Even Heero was astounded that his friend could even live after that..eve HE had never had anything like that happen to him when he was younger... well, what he could remember of his youth...
“I had no idea....” Quatre murmured as Duo’s voice began to speak again, the hint of tears left from the bouncing ball of a voice that they all loved deep down in their very souls.
“Somehow, we all managed to live through the terrible plague, and, for once, I was glad to be alive.. I mean, who WOULDN’T be happy to have a name and so many friends.. I was the happiest little freakin street kid there ever was.. Well, sorta” he laughed a little, causing a pang of hurt to cross the hearts in the room... never again to hear that laugh...
“ it wasn’t long before the war became worse, and it started to affect us more than we had hoped it would... there were times that we literally had to run for our lives, diving from the evil bastards carrying guns... to orphans.. The war was the worst enemy that you could possibly have... and, our lives went on without much occurrence.. Cept for maybe a few close run in’s with the old hag who lived in the center of the colony.. Man that witch cold run being born in the stone age... we just.. Well, lived.. It’s the only way to describe it... then... well, my life took yet another change..
It had been a successful heist, managing to steal three baskets of fruit instead of one.. I was proud of my lil band of renegade thieves, they had out done me in my beginning.. However, i...tend to get a little over confident, and I tend to go loopy brained when I think I’ve one.. And I know you’re shaking your heads in agreement– hey, I’m not ashamed to admit my faults, unlike SOME of us *cough*Wufei*cough*... I had been behind them all, making sure that if anything bad happened (which, it didn’t really) that, at least they would get away... I wouldn’t have my protege’s getting hurt.. But.. The poor priest I ran into did....
Young Duo, his long hair cascading in tiny tangles around his shoulders to his waist, didn’t know what hit him as he saw stars in front of his vision.. Well, nothing actually had hit the boy, rather, the other way around... HE’D hit the thing that was supposed to be hitting him, if that made any sense whatsoever.. Looking up, amethyst eyes gazed into beetle black, and he gaped.. The guy in front of him was ancient!! Or at least really old.. Yeah, he’d give him that.
“I’m terribly sorry young man, I wasn’t watching where I was going” he said as he began to pick up his groceries and handed the boy back his apple. Duo was in too much of a daze that he didn’t know the shopkeeper they had just swiped the fruit from was coming up rather quickly.
“Hey!! Get that kid!!!!” he yelled and once again, duo was bright eyed and very aware of where he was.
“Sorry gramps!!!” he yelled, vaulting over the priest’s head as he dashed after his comrades..
The shopkeeper met up with the old man who was staring after the retreating back.
“I’m... sorry, father Maxwell.. We just can’t keep an eye on the damned kids these days.. That’s the second time they’ve stolen from me...” he said as Father Maxwell looked up at the man with a sincere smile.
“It’s alright my good man... God has already forgiven them, and I shall pay for the stolen fruit” he said, his eyes gazing after Duo, who, not blind to the small amount of kindness that the Priest had shown, looking back over his shoulder before disappearing once again around a corner...
“We managed to get back to our hide out and eat.. It had been the first thing we’d eaten for about a week, and for little kids, that’s a REALLY long time to go without food.. But, in the end, the building that we’d been staying in was being taken down for renovation, and we didn’t get enough notice.. You could say that we were forcefully evicted.. And captured... there would be no more thieving for us... and to tell the complete truth, I was mighty afraid that they were going to kill us... soldiers on L2 are vicious bastards...That wasn’t the case... in fact, we were all taken in by the Maxwell Church, headed by the priest I had Olympic vaulted over in my haste to get away from the scarey man with the butcher knife”
Trowa snorted... so that’s where the fear of knives came from... he had remembered the wary glances Duo had given him once when he was handling his knives, and the frightened squeak he gave when Trowa had thrown them at his sister...
“ Father Maxwell was a nice man, kind, caring.... he never placed his life in front of others, rather, the other way around... he found the good in almost anyone, and to me, that was confusing, considering I never saw the right side to anything... So, temporarily, the church had become our home.. But, one by one, the other kids were being adopted into families, loving homes they knew that they would be safe in... but not me.. I always kept getting sent back.. People didn’t like me... they wanted a quiet son, or they wanted a diplomatic son that would take them places.... could you guys see ME... ME! Running around in a suit debating on whether or not there was enough oxygen left at the bottom of the ocean for all the glowy icky things? Hell no.. so... the church became my home... not that I was complaining. I didn’t have to steal my meals, and I was allowed to take bubble baths.... hey, I know.. Bubble baths? Try and tell a ten year old that it’s not cool to take a bubble bath... which... started my first problem.
You see, there was another that ran the church with father Maxwell... Sister Helen.. She was his daughter.. And she was extremely kind as well... the only thing I hated about her... was the fact that she tried to cut my hair...”
They all looked at each other... yep.. First mistake anyone could make around Duo, was that they commented on the length of his hair and mentioned scissors..
“I think I screamed like a little girl when she got the suckers out.. I was NOT going to let her TOUCH any hair on my head... so then, she brought in reinforcements... Father Maxwell... I was sure that my beautiful hair was going to get chopped to bits *sniffle* but, Father Maxwell told her that it was my identity.. And she braided it.. I didn’t mind.. I liked playing around with the old dog in the courtyard, and being that it was in a braid, there was no way that it could get in my way now... I was happier than ever.. Now that I sort of had another family, and a loving place to call home...Heh, I can even remember one time... we we’re having a...’family talk’ if that’s what ou want to call it...we’d been talking about God....
Sister Helen and Father Maxwell looked at each other incredulously, before they looked down at the boy who was currently in Helen’s arms, playing with the end of his braid as if he had said nothing before.
“Duo-chan... you don’t believe in God?” Helen asked as Violet eyes looked up into baby blue ones and he shook his head.
“Of course not!!! Silly, if there was a God, then there would be no more war.. And lots of kids would have mommies and daddies...” he said as the two looked at each other wearily.
“ If you don’t believe in God.. What DO you believe in?” Father Maxwell asked happily, staring at the little child. It was amazing how much this man tolerated, and how neutral he was to a person’s beleifs and opinions.. Little Duo smiled as he hopped down from Sister Helen’s lap, brushing off the little black suit he was wearing.
“The God of Death of course!!! I mean... if there is so much death, he’s gotta be really cool and popular!!!!” he said before running off again to kami knows where... the two adults looked at each other silently before smiling happily..
“That Duo-chan...” Sister giggled.
“To this DAY I still don’t believe in God.. And I don’t think I ever will... not after all I’ve seen.. I can’t be sure that everyone will die and go into heaven to become deities... nor go to hell and become demons... my beleifs at that time were that... the god of death was the only entity in the world that controlled life and purpose.. And when it was your turn to go... that blasted scythe would cut your life line–period
I’m very, very grateful that the two of them hadn’t thrown me out after that... they were the only family I had, and I was happy being in the church, despite all that was happening around us... as long as It didn’t affect us.. I was going to continue to love these people as if I was REALLY a part of their family.... until IT happened.. The same thing I had been dreading since the incident with Solo....war touched my life again... heh, it seems, even to this day... that I wasn’t able to escape from the infection that covers the human heart... with false ambitions and greed.... if I believed in god.. I would tell you that war was nothing but a gathering of all seven deadly sins....”
Tah-Dah!! All finished ^^.. And I tried, yet again, to keep everything as normal as possible.. Meaning, no one was out of character. That means that I had free reign on Father Maxwell and Sister Helen... The manga didn’t really express who they really were... In Episode Zero, it only said that Duo lived with them for a period of time and that he was happy.. Arigatou to all of those who reviewed.... you really DON’T know how much I Appreciate that ^^ Until next Chapter Minna-san~*~ R o X I a n
Chapter Two: Father.....Sister
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Everyone sat in the silene that Duo had left them in temporarily... they hadn’t known that he’d been through so much at suc a young age.. To lose a mother, and significantly after that to lose a best friend who was nothing more than a brother figure.. It would have torn the normal person apart. Even Heero was astounded that his friend could even live after that..eve HE had never had anything like that happen to him when he was younger... well, what he could remember of his youth...
“I had no idea....” Quatre murmured as Duo’s voice began to speak again, the hint of tears left from the bouncing ball of a voice that they all loved deep down in their very souls.
“Somehow, we all managed to live through the terrible plague, and, for once, I was glad to be alive.. I mean, who WOULDN’T be happy to have a name and so many friends.. I was the happiest little freakin street kid there ever was.. Well, sorta” he laughed a little, causing a pang of hurt to cross the hearts in the room... never again to hear that laugh...
“ it wasn’t long before the war became worse, and it started to affect us more than we had hoped it would... there were times that we literally had to run for our lives, diving from the evil bastards carrying guns... to orphans.. The war was the worst enemy that you could possibly have... and, our lives went on without much occurrence.. Cept for maybe a few close run in’s with the old hag who lived in the center of the colony.. Man that witch cold run being born in the stone age... we just.. Well, lived.. It’s the only way to describe it... then... well, my life took yet another change..
It had been a successful heist, managing to steal three baskets of fruit instead of one.. I was proud of my lil band of renegade thieves, they had out done me in my beginning.. However, i...tend to get a little over confident, and I tend to go loopy brained when I think I’ve one.. And I know you’re shaking your heads in agreement– hey, I’m not ashamed to admit my faults, unlike SOME of us *cough*Wufei*cough*... I had been behind them all, making sure that if anything bad happened (which, it didn’t really) that, at least they would get away... I wouldn’t have my protege’s getting hurt.. But.. The poor priest I ran into did....
Young Duo, his long hair cascading in tiny tangles around his shoulders to his waist, didn’t know what hit him as he saw stars in front of his vision.. Well, nothing actually had hit the boy, rather, the other way around... HE’D hit the thing that was supposed to be hitting him, if that made any sense whatsoever.. Looking up, amethyst eyes gazed into beetle black, and he gaped.. The guy in front of him was ancient!! Or at least really old.. Yeah, he’d give him that.
“I’m terribly sorry young man, I wasn’t watching where I was going” he said as he began to pick up his groceries and handed the boy back his apple. Duo was in too much of a daze that he didn’t know the shopkeeper they had just swiped the fruit from was coming up rather quickly.
“Hey!! Get that kid!!!!” he yelled and once again, duo was bright eyed and very aware of where he was.
“Sorry gramps!!!” he yelled, vaulting over the priest’s head as he dashed after his comrades..
The shopkeeper met up with the old man who was staring after the retreating back.
“I’m... sorry, father Maxwell.. We just can’t keep an eye on the damned kids these days.. That’s the second time they’ve stolen from me...” he said as Father Maxwell looked up at the man with a sincere smile.
“It’s alright my good man... God has already forgiven them, and I shall pay for the stolen fruit” he said, his eyes gazing after Duo, who, not blind to the small amount of kindness that the Priest had shown, looking back over his shoulder before disappearing once again around a corner...
“We managed to get back to our hide out and eat.. It had been the first thing we’d eaten for about a week, and for little kids, that’s a REALLY long time to go without food.. But, in the end, the building that we’d been staying in was being taken down for renovation, and we didn’t get enough notice.. You could say that we were forcefully evicted.. And captured... there would be no more thieving for us... and to tell the complete truth, I was mighty afraid that they were going to kill us... soldiers on L2 are vicious bastards...That wasn’t the case... in fact, we were all taken in by the Maxwell Church, headed by the priest I had Olympic vaulted over in my haste to get away from the scarey man with the butcher knife”
Trowa snorted... so that’s where the fear of knives came from... he had remembered the wary glances Duo had given him once when he was handling his knives, and the frightened squeak he gave when Trowa had thrown them at his sister...
“ Father Maxwell was a nice man, kind, caring.... he never placed his life in front of others, rather, the other way around... he found the good in almost anyone, and to me, that was confusing, considering I never saw the right side to anything... So, temporarily, the church had become our home.. But, one by one, the other kids were being adopted into families, loving homes they knew that they would be safe in... but not me.. I always kept getting sent back.. People didn’t like me... they wanted a quiet son, or they wanted a diplomatic son that would take them places.... could you guys see ME... ME! Running around in a suit debating on whether or not there was enough oxygen left at the bottom of the ocean for all the glowy icky things? Hell no.. so... the church became my home... not that I was complaining. I didn’t have to steal my meals, and I was allowed to take bubble baths.... hey, I know.. Bubble baths? Try and tell a ten year old that it’s not cool to take a bubble bath... which... started my first problem.
You see, there was another that ran the church with father Maxwell... Sister Helen.. She was his daughter.. And she was extremely kind as well... the only thing I hated about her... was the fact that she tried to cut my hair...”
They all looked at each other... yep.. First mistake anyone could make around Duo, was that they commented on the length of his hair and mentioned scissors..
“I think I screamed like a little girl when she got the suckers out.. I was NOT going to let her TOUCH any hair on my head... so then, she brought in reinforcements... Father Maxwell... I was sure that my beautiful hair was going to get chopped to bits *sniffle* but, Father Maxwell told her that it was my identity.. And she braided it.. I didn’t mind.. I liked playing around with the old dog in the courtyard, and being that it was in a braid, there was no way that it could get in my way now... I was happier than ever.. Now that I sort of had another family, and a loving place to call home...Heh, I can even remember one time... we we’re having a...’family talk’ if that’s what ou want to call it...we’d been talking about God....
Sister Helen and Father Maxwell looked at each other incredulously, before they looked down at the boy who was currently in Helen’s arms, playing with the end of his braid as if he had said nothing before.
“Duo-chan... you don’t believe in God?” Helen asked as Violet eyes looked up into baby blue ones and he shook his head.
“Of course not!!! Silly, if there was a God, then there would be no more war.. And lots of kids would have mommies and daddies...” he said as the two looked at each other wearily.
“ If you don’t believe in God.. What DO you believe in?” Father Maxwell asked happily, staring at the little child. It was amazing how much this man tolerated, and how neutral he was to a person’s beleifs and opinions.. Little Duo smiled as he hopped down from Sister Helen’s lap, brushing off the little black suit he was wearing.
“The God of Death of course!!! I mean... if there is so much death, he’s gotta be really cool and popular!!!!” he said before running off again to kami knows where... the two adults looked at each other silently before smiling happily..
“That Duo-chan...” Sister giggled.
“To this DAY I still don’t believe in God.. And I don’t think I ever will... not after all I’ve seen.. I can’t be sure that everyone will die and go into heaven to become deities... nor go to hell and become demons... my beleifs at that time were that... the god of death was the only entity in the world that controlled life and purpose.. And when it was your turn to go... that blasted scythe would cut your life line–period
I’m very, very grateful that the two of them hadn’t thrown me out after that... they were the only family I had, and I was happy being in the church, despite all that was happening around us... as long as It didn’t affect us.. I was going to continue to love these people as if I was REALLY a part of their family.... until IT happened.. The same thing I had been dreading since the incident with Solo....war touched my life again... heh, it seems, even to this day... that I wasn’t able to escape from the infection that covers the human heart... with false ambitions and greed.... if I believed in god.. I would tell you that war was nothing but a gathering of all seven deadly sins....”
Tah-Dah!! All finished ^^.. And I tried, yet again, to keep everything as normal as possible.. Meaning, no one was out of character. That means that I had free reign on Father Maxwell and Sister Helen... The manga didn’t really express who they really were... In Episode Zero, it only said that Duo lived with them for a period of time and that he was happy.. Arigatou to all of those who reviewed.... you really DON’T know how much I Appreciate that ^^ Until next Chapter Minna-san~*~ R o X I a n