Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Ghost of Duo ❯ The Mission ( Chapter 1 )

Ghost of Duo

This version by Buzz-chan

I don't own Gundam Wing...I'm just borrowing them for a moment...........*evil grin*

He looked at the slightly crumpled paper in his hand as his heart beat faster than it ever had in the Zero System. When he had first read it on the computer screen, Heero had thought that maybe it had been a joke or he had misunderstood. So, he had printed it out. "But, why? How can this be?" Heero's eyes were wide. He just couldn't understand why they wanted his friend, his companion, his *lover* dead. "What have you done Duo?" Heero read over his new mission's statement again.

~Mission #114 Heero Yuy

Objective:

Terminate Romefellar spy Duo Maxwell

History of Target:

Assumed Name: Duo Maxwell

Aged 15 of North America

Pilot 02 - Deathscythe Hell

Currently resides at:

1503 Westing Road

Suspected of selling information on Gundam Pilots and their missions to the Romefellar Foundation. Considered armed and dangerous Must be terminated for the safety of the mission and of the pilots 01, 03, 04, 05 Our mission can not be put at risk.~

"My Duo, how could you?" Heero closed his eyes.

"Can we go out to dinner tonight Hee-chan?" Duo looked at his lover with innocent eyes. Heero hesitated as he looked at those eyes. It pained him to think that he would soon have to close those eyes forever.

"How about we stay in and I cook for you?" Heero turned away from Duo and faced the refrigerator. He pretended to be engrossed in figuring out what to fix.

"But you never cook," Duo was confused.

"I feel like making tonight special, that's all," He still could not bring himself to look at his new mission target.

"Why?" Duo asked childishly.

"Why do you always have to question everything?" Heero spat the words out like they were venom.

"I'm sorry Hee-chan. I won't ask any more questions," Duo looked at the floor.

"No, I'm sorry Duo. I'm just a little preoccupied with my new mission."

"What's it this time?" Duo seemed to perk up a little.

"Sorry, need to know basis."

"Oh," Duo's voice was full of hurt.

"Listen Duo, I love you and I want to prove it. Will you allow me to do that by cooking for you tonight?" Heero walked to Duo and placed a hand lovingly on his cheek.

"You don't have to cook for me to prove your love. You do that every day Heero, but if you want to, then I would be happy to have you cook for me," Duo stood from his sitting position on the counter and kissed Heero passionately.

"Duo! Come on Duo! Dinners ready!" Heero called as he dumped the packet of white powder into Duo's drink. He stirred the liquid with a spoon. "Come on Duo!" He crumpled the packet and placed it in his pocket.

"Mmm, it smells good Hee-chan," Duo stepped into the dinning room wearing his Sunday best.

"I feel rather underdressed," Heero stated as he stood in his usual green tank top and black spandex shorts.

"Don't worry, you'll get to take this off later," Duo's smile cut Heero like a knife.

The two boys sat in their respective seats. They began to fill their plates with warm food. Heero watched the glass he had given Duo, knowing what would happen only seconds after the first drink.

"...so waddaya think Hee-chan? Can we?" Duo had been rambling on about something. "Huh? Oh, yeah, sure. Whatever you want D-chan," Heero used the rare nickname. "What's wrong Heero? You aren't acting like yourself."

"I'm just tired. Why don't we make a toast?" Heero raised his glass and a lump in his throat soon followed.

"What should we toast to?" Duo followed suit.

"Our love," Heero's voice held a tinge of pain.

"I'll drink to that," Duo smiled.

The two touched their glasses together and then tipped them to their lips. Heero took small sips while Duo took huge gulps. Heero sat his glass down first. His stomach churned as he watched Duo finish the glass off. Duo smiled at Heero and then his face suddenly became contorted. He looked at Heero in confusion as he lost feeling in his arms and legs. The glass dropped to the floor and shattered into a million pieces. Tears began to fall from Duo's knowing eyes and he mouthed a single word to his lover. Heero shoved his chair back and ran to his dieing companion.

"I'm sorry Duo! I'm so sorry! It was my mission!" He screamed as he ran.

Duo fell from his chair. Heero caught him just before his head hit the floor. He held his love in his arms as Duo began to quickly lose sense of his body.

"I love you Duo. It was my mission. *You* were my next target," Heero hugged the almost lifeless Duo close to him. He felt the last breath leave Duo's body and he whispered, "I will always love only you." If one looked close enough, a single tear might have been found making a lonely pathway down the Perfect Soldier's cheek.