Precious pt. 12

Disclaimer:I don't own Gundam Wing. Too bad though. I'd share…. well the girls anyway.lol.

Author Notes: Hullo folks! I know I haven't updated in a while, but I have a good reason! My teacher has some sort of project compulsion obsessive disorder or something! I'm not kidding! Every two to three weeks, she gives us a different project! I swear, I'mma scream! Due to the post stress of doing a project, I can't write. All I wanna do is relax, like I've been doing for like…a day. So, forgive me. I didn't want the story to turn up crappy. I hope it doesn't. Now, on to the story!

" Crap, I did it again." Duo rolled over and stared at the ceiling. "Ugh. I got blood in my mouth."

Pushing himself off the carpet, he walked over to the kitchen sink and turned on the tap. Cupping his hands, he managed to gather water in them and get some in his mouth.

"Aah, that's better." He spit a little more to get the taste out of his mouth, but it didn't completely go away. Shaking his head, he looked up at the clock.

"Ten already? Dang. I guess I'm staying in today."

Walking once again to his vidphone, Duo activated it. Ignoring the message, he dialed in a number. Waiting only for a moment, someone soon picked up.

"Preventer's office. How may I help you?"

"Hey, Juni, this is Duo. I'm just calling in to say I'm taking one of my sick days. Okay?"

"Yeah, sure Mr. Maxwell. Do you want me to notify the Lady?"

"Erm…no. Withhold that information if you can." She gave him a knowing look.

"I'll have to tell her if she asks, but I won't go up and tell her if that's what you mean."

"Thanks Juni. I owe you one."

"Yeah, yeh. Just hang up before someone comes."

Obeying her words, he clicked off and walked over to his couch. He plopped down and sat there a moment as if in deep thought.

"NO! Where? Where did I…Shit. This isn't fair. Where could…. OH! I remember now!"

Eagerly, he dug his hand between the couch seats and searched around until he found the object of his desire. He held it up triumphantly before using it to turn on the T.V.

"Hi kids! Would you like to join Barneesha in a sing-a-long?"

"NO!"

-click-

"On today's forecast, we expect rain. Stay inside, because it's gonna be a cold one tonight! What do you think Jace?"

"No."

-click-

"Hi! Welcome to Barbie's workout! Let's get kickin-"

"HELL NO!!"

-click click-

"Today, on History Maker, we're going to discuss the Gundam Pilots. How did they think? How did they live? What was their purpose?"

Heero frowned. Something wasn't right. He looked down as his arm tingled. His frown deepened as the feeling didn't go away. His eye twitched. His nose scrunched up. Finally, he grunted in annoyance. This continued for three minutes straight, with Heero glaring at his jerky arm.

Suddenly, his left lunged for his right, and he scratched savagely at it. The heat from the action only served to encourage him. Grunting with effort, Heero scratched his right arm like a mad man. As the blasted itch receded, Heero sat back and sighed.

~J never did get me to ignore an itch…~

Heero glanced at the clock. It was already past twelve… He turned his attention back to the work before him. Glaring in determination, he continued his report on yesterday's mission.

His hand jerked unexpectedly, which resulted in an error. After backspacing, he continued. One minute later, Heero was once again erasing a sentence that made no sense. The third time, he pushed himself away from the desk. Growling, he tried to evaluate the problem.

~What's wrong with me? Why am I on edge? The security level in this building is sufficient, so I should feel no threat. It's like a…like an itch. But…how do I scratch it? I don't even know what it is. I can't just leave it as it is though. I can't get any work done. I get more work done when Duo's around. ~

"Duo."

His eyes widened.

~ Where is that baka anyway? I haven't seen him in days. It's been so quiet. ~

He sighed.

~ Even when he's not here he bothers me. ~

"I guess I should check with Juni about him."

He resigned to the inevitable, and walked stoically to the secretary's office.

"He took the day off…"

"Yes sir."

"…Hn. Did he look sick to you?"

"Well Mr. Yuy, I wasn't really paying attention. You know how it is…heheheh."

"…."

"Err…not really sir."

"…Hnn."

Juni sighed.

~ These pilots are going to be the death of me, I swear… ~

Duo looked down as his stomach growled. He groaned.

"Aww, I don't wanna get up!"

He looked at the T.V.

"I can't believe those saps actually said I overdosed. Then, they had the nerve to say Quatre was a dominatrix! I mean, it's true and all, but that's not the point! Have we no privacy?"

He shook his head and got up.

" Duo Maxwell suffers from a paranoia of any form of happiness, love, or life. He- "

"Guess not…"

Walking over to his pantry, he rummaged around until he found his box of Poptarts.

"Oh yeah! Vanilla Cream baby!"

After putting them in the toaster, he only had to wait a minute before they popped right back up. Once he'd wrapped them in a napkin, he headed right back for his sofa. Then, he sat down and began eating his snack.

Not a moment later, someone knocked on his door.

"Mmph Mmm Mrgh!"

He chewed and swallowed the poptart.

"Go away!"

The banging got louder.

~ Damn salespeople. They just don't get it sometimes. ~

He got up.

"I said go away dammit!!"

The banging suddenly stopped. However, before Duo could sit down, his door was kicked open. Someone calmly stepped inside, but Duo couldn't see who, due to the sunlight.

" WHAT THE HELL!!!"

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Tsuzuki

Sorry this took so long to come out. It's much shorter, I know. Along with being tired, I kept getting distracted. I'd always find stuff to do! Like I'd sign in on my IM, and then I'd strike up two convos and two other peeps would start two other ones. Lol. So you see, it was just one big break. But I think I'm back in the flow now.

Oh yeah! If anyone would like to talk with me about just crap, dun be shy!

My AOL IM is: NurikoOni

And

My MSN IM is: Either you have a twin or I'm just stoned…

(I change my name a lot, so it'd be easier to use my email. Ryoko_onee@hotmail.com)

Like I said, don't be shy! I like to meet new people, and I don't really talk about anything specific, so whatever. The point is you can IM me if you like. Just don't keep asking me about the fic, lol.

I think that's about it. So, until the next chapter, Ja ne!!!