Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Prisoner of War ❯ Insight ( Chapter 5 )

Note: Voila! There goes chapter five. Reposting is such a pain - but it must me done. I don't really have that much to say, so I'll leave it at that, and as always . . . I don't own Gundam Wing; 1+2+1; and enjoy!

Chapter Five

"Well," for the second time within the hour, Duo Maxwell stared incredulously after his mysterious captor, "that's certainly one way…" The spot where Heero's rough digits brushed past his skin lightly tingled still, moments after the encounter. He gingerly, with a slow, steady hand, touched the very site their skin came in contact in wonderment of the strange after effects such a simple gesture could produce. The prickling tickled his nose profusely, refusing to cease its merciless torture. "You sure know how to surprise someone," he grumbled softly to himself. `I never could, in a million years, imagine someone like you, doing something like that-especially to me of all people! Your personality is so spontaneous sometimes. Just make up your mind already! How are you going to act? God I need to figure you out; it's killing me.'

`That was quite interesting. It shut that baka up though. I do not understand what had brought me to that point, to do something like that. It is not how I have been taught to behave, nor something that I would ever do. What was it then? What happened? There was this foreign kind of temptation, and I could not resist the enticement. I am not even sure I even wanted to resist it. I wanted… I wanted to surprise the boy, Duo, satisfy his request, and to shut the loudmouth up. He can affect me. The cookie dough was palatable at least, but I have better not have contracted any harmful substance. If it be so, he will have to deal with me on a different level.' This time around, the concentration on the mission report became easier, more normal. He had satisfied his curiosity of Duo's whereabouts and made sure he did not do anything dangerous. Yes, that was it.

Obtrusive footfalls treaded towards the perfect soldier in perfect rhythm of a silent song, echoing along the floors. Springs groaned from a sudden flop of a body landing across the bed, creaking from the unexpected pressure. An amethyst eyed, braided soldier had entered the room out of boredom, hoping to find companionship from the stoic boy. `He's going to attempt conversing again.' Heero's prediction manifested itself into reality.

"Hey Heero! How are ya?" Duo's grinning never faltered even as the impassive pilot delivered no response; he continued the one sided conversation. "As talkative as ever I see! Well that's ok. We both know that I can do enough talking for the both of us," he nodded. "Well I'm great, thanks for asking! Whatcha' doing there huh? Mission report? Are ya gonna tell them `bout me?" Duo continued to barrage Heero with his queries. "Yup, I think you're going to have to. You better get that done soon! Oh yeah, and the cookies are going to be done in like fifteen minutes, too. I'm glad you liked the batter. See? I told ya so!" Duo winked playfully. "So, tell me about yourself, Heero. No wait! Before you rant on and on, I'll take guesses at it. What gundam do you pilot? I think it looks pretty cool, like those Power Ranger zords. How old are you? You look about fifteen or sixteen years old. That's pretty young to be killing all those people huh? Well I shouldn't talk cuz I'm like fifteen. Still it is pretty rare don't you think?" the happy joker prattled on contently, unaffected by the lack of response.

`Did he just call Wing a Power Ranger zord? That's an old television program. If he knows anything about gundams, surely he would not make such an obscene comparison. Is he ever quiet when he's with someone? That baka never shuts up.' Heero's mind tuned out his mindless babbling and continued his steady, impeccably perfect typing. With half a mind concentrated on the report, the other half drifted to his thoughts. `How can he smile all the time like that? I do recall a brief moments where he did not, but as quickly as that stopped, the grin returned. He irritates me. He didn't die on my mission however, the lone survivor of my attack. I do not know if it happened because of his fortune or talent as a pilot… Though how such an idiot he appears to be could possess that amount of talent, I do not know. I should like to find out exactly how his abilities compare to mine before this war ends, if we both live long enough.'

He examined his report speedily, checking for any grammatical errors present, just in case. It read, `Mission completed. I have completely annihilated the entire Oz facility prison except for one. I am currently interrogating him for information and his identity. He tells me his name is Duo, and he is fifteen years of age. I see no traces of deceit in his answers. Physical state: approximately three feet long chestnut braid, cobalt blue eyes, most of the time violet, height of 156 centimeters, weight, judging by appearance, 43 kilograms, ethnicity: American (hypothesis). He has fractures and bruises at the ribcage and arm. He was discovered in an Aries that I hit down, trapped. Further information found, I will report immediately.'

"And then that guy thought he could take me down or something cuz he tried slammed his fist on my chin. I was like whoa, man! Chill! Of course I managed to evade that blow, and he lost his balance. I was cracking up the entire time! I mean I swear I did not touch his girl. Hell, she was like the most demented woman I have ever met! So anyway, because of that, the guy called me a little no good bitch! Before it got outta hand though, I just decided to play it cool and walk away," after completing the mandatory task, Heero readjusted himself and slipped discreetly back into reality once more, picking up on Duo's endless ranting.

"Heh," the braided soldier smirked evilly at Heero, "wonder what you would have done. Hmm… lemme guess-nothing! Am I right? You just really wouldn't give a shit. You would probably just grunt a "hn" at him and walk off. If he tried to attack ya, well then you would just kick his sorry ass! You're probably the type that thinks all these things and emotions are weaknesses, blah, blah, blah," he mocked him childishly. "You know, the kind of guy that is actually shy, but brave, always mysterious and quiet, willing to sacrifice everything for your orders. But hey! What do I know?" the amethyst pilot shrugged casually.

Accustomed to the peaceful scene, Duo was startled by the low voice, breaking its long silence. "Why do you think that?" Rough palms gently pressed the lid of his precious, high-powered laptop closed.

"Huh?" Duo blinked several times. "Oh, I mean just the way you act," Duo grinned, interested in how the comment had caught the Japanese youth's attention. "I can read people pretty well. What's it to ya?"

"Just determining your train of thought," his azure gaze remained neutral.

"Sure, sure," Duo agreed mockingly. "Ok, how would you describe me?"

"One word," Heero, as impassive as ever, leaned closer towards the cobalt-eyed boy, "baka."

"Heeeey… That was uncalled for! Don't you think I don't understand Japanese ya lil bastard," Duo pouted.

"You just called me a bastard," Heero pointed out.

"Well that's different. See? I'm just playing witcha! And besides, you started it," the braided pilot glared at him sternly, crossing his arms.

The scene nearly brought a strange tugging at the corner of the perfect soldier's lips. "Why don't you correct me then?"

"Ahh, I see; I see. You're not giving up on prying information out of me huh?" Duo's body language indicated his thoughtfulness. "Well, mmk, I guess I could give you something to satisfy that curiosity for a while, or actually, might make it worse! Your call!" he smiled brightly.

"I want to know as much as possible," Heero confirmed.

"Alright, don't say I didn't warn ya!" he winked before taking a deep breath. "Ok… I don't work for Oz…" Duo's earnest gaze never once left the rebel pilot of Wing. "Truth is, you saved me back there."

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*Scours the page* Hmm . . . nothing too exciting yet. Actually except for some scenes, here's not much excitement going on physcially. The reason being is that I dragged this out way longer than what I had originally intended to do. Eventually though - all things have to take time for me. This was supposed to be short, dammit! And I've been told that I have some nasty cliffhangers in here. Hehehe . . . According to a poll I've conducted on ffn, most people that answered said that Heero was more of a vanilla ice cream person. Maybe I should have a chapter called Vanilla Weaknesses! Lol, wouldn't that be interesting? And in case anyone's wondering, first kiss scene is at the end of chapter fourteen. I had so much fun with being evil on that one. Reviewers cracked me up. They will eventually leave this dreadfully boring safehouse and catch up with the other pilots. ^_^ Angst will be here in later chapters! Hope you liked!

Dewshine- Hey! You're back ^_^ I'm really glad you liked the cookie thing. That was one of those chapters where I had a blast with. Everything is going just peachiful here except my mom's car got totaled today, and the people she hit had to go to the hospital. Ouch . . . Anyway! I promised angst, and I will deliver angst! There was a lot of times that even I wanted to kill Heero for. The angst will mostly be just Heero and Duo trying to figure out and get along with each other. I mean in all honesty, they clash in so many ways. And then you have those weird memory scenes . . . All in all I still have no set plot on this fic, but people like where it's going! It doesn't sound really bad, and it probably isn't. I mean I try hard. Anyway this'll get better as we go along. Thanks so much for the awesome review!

Shella-chan- Ooh! Another reviewer? Awesome! Hi ^_^ Thank you so much for the review! Now that those formalities are taken care of, I can talk. First of all, lol! I'm sorry! I have a tendency to put myself down when it comes down to this. It's just that when I wrote it, it seemed actually pretty darn good, but when I reread after so many times, I'm like oh, my, God. Purely mechanically speaking, it stays kind of constant (minor things though), but I just get more and more insight in everything else about the writing. And I mean I don't view this as a problem because it's a sign that I'm improving. If I took a look at chapter 19 (working on it now), I think I've gotten better at writing in general than when I started it all in May. So this adds up to I thinking about rewriting this fic when I'm done with it. I can list off things wrong with it right now, but I don't feel up to it right now. Thank you very much for all that wonderful praise. I felt so good about myself afterwards ^_^ Everything was great! And I hope I'll see you again!