Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ There Goes the World ❯ Chapter 2 ( Chapter 2 )
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By: Zowe 
Anime/Manga: Gundam Wing Fan Fiction | Genre(s): / Drama / Action | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 02.16.2002 | Updated On: 03.10.2002 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.3K | Visits: 207 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Gundam Wing Fan Fiction | Genre(s): / Drama / Action | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 02.16.2002 | Updated On: 03.10.2002 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.3K | Visits: 207 | Status: Completed
Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing, so there.
"There is no such thing as inner peace. There is only nervousness and death."
--Fran Liebowitz
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There Goes the World
Chapter 2
Heero and Duo had been on the shuttle to L1 for nearly two hours. During that time period Duo had managed to annoy his companion almost to the point of violence. The fact that the in-flight movie was one of those bad teen movies did not help the situation. Heero was wandering if he should shoot the movie screen or Duo first. He had decided to spare Duo when the American had finally settled down and fallen asleep almost half an hour ago. Thankfully, the movie had ended not long after Duo went to sleep, so Heero had not found it necessary to use his gun against it. With both Duo and the movie out of the way Heero was left alone with his thoughts.
He had not been to L1 since the war, and he was uncertain if he should be happy or dreading his return. Heero, being a natural pessimist, was inclined to think that he should be dreading it. He had been trying to leave the past behind him for four years. Returning to L1, where the tragedy of his life began, might only serve to make painful memories resurface. However, going back might also help him put the old ghosts of his past to rest. It was because of this that Heero had mixed feelings of his homecoming.
Heero shook his head clear of the conflicting thoughts. He had a mission, and he needed a clear head. His past had been waiting for years for him to deal with it; it could wait a bit longer.
He decided that it would be best to follow Duo's lead and sleep. He closed his dark blue eyes and allowed himself to enter the realm of Morpheus for the remainder of the trip.
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"Heero, wake up." Heero's eyes opened at the sound of Duo's voice penetrating his dreams. "The shuttle will be landing soon." Heero simply nodded, and blinked the fog of sleep away. He looked out the window next to his seat, and saw the shuttle gate of L1 swiftly approaching. He felt the strange mixture of emotions rise at the sight of the colony, much stronger now that he could see his former home.
Heero and Duo felt the shuttle jolt as it came to rest. Duo grinned at his fellow pilot. "We're here, Heero."
*****
Heero stared out the window as the taxi drove through L1. Normally, a Preventer would have meet them at the space port, but not this time. Heero and Duo would be keeping their contact with the Preventers at a minimum. To do other wise would give away their presence, and possibly their mission, to the Bolsheviks. So instead of riding through L1 in a clean, comfortable sedan, Heero and Duo sat in the back seat of a dirty taxi.
The buildings that they passed gradually become more run down as they neared the location of their temporary home and base. The taxi stopped in front of a row of old townhouses. Their base had been chosen for its proximity to the L1's slums, and it showed. They quickly unloaded their supplies and carried them into a townhouse after paying the driver.
Heero was pleased to note that the interior of the house was much more eye pleasing than the exterior. The Preventers had furnished the townhouse with the basics: a table, chairs, beds, and other things the partners would need during their stay.
After they had deposited their belongings in their rooms Heero sat down at the table with his laptop. Duo soon entered the kitchen in search of food; it had been hours since their last meal, and Duo's stomach was demanding to be feed. He gathered various foodstuffs and compiled them into a sandwich. Duo carried his creation over to the table and sat down across from Heero.
"Hey, Heero you want some of this?"
Heero looked up from his laptop at the offered sandwich, which to Heero looked more like a science experiment gone wrong than food. Duo had somehow managed to fit various meats, vegetables, sauces, and what looked suspiciously like gummy worms between two pieces of bread. "I'll pass."
Duo shrugged. "Suit yourself," he said, and ate the reminder of his creation. When he had finished the so-called sandwich a rather important question entered his mind. "Hey, Heero how are we going to find this girl? I know we have a lot of info on her, but there's a lot of people here."
"I already found her."
Duo's eyes widen with surprise. "You did?"
Heero nodded. He typed a few commands into his computer and motioned for Duo to come look at what he had just pulled up. Duo moved his chair so that it was close enough for him to see. On the screen was a photograph of a young girl that computer identified as Nezumi Houkyo, along with information on her. Duo quickly scanned the information, looked at the photo, and frowned slightly.
"You sure this is her?" Heero nodded. "How? I know she fits the description, but so do a lot of other people."
"It's her name."
"Nezumi Houkyo, what about it?"
"Nezumi means mouse."
Duo, again, looked at the screen, and not for the first time since receiving this mission wondered what kind of parents would name their kid after a mouse. Giving a kid a name like that was just asking for him, or her in this case, to grow up with some sort of mental disorder. "Really?" Heero nodded. "Oh, well that was easy. Now we just have to find her, I guess." Duo leaned back in the stiff wooden chair. "So where does she live?" Heero shrugged and Duo face faulted. "You don't where she lives?"
"She has communist zealots after her, do you really think that she would be listed in the phone book?"
Duo considered this for a moment. "Well, when you put it that way, no. How are we suppose to find her if we don't where to look?"
"Around."
Duo rolled his eyes and leaned back further in his chair, so that it was only on its two back legs. "Well, since you seem to have a plan in mind why don't you enlighten...AH!" Duo crashed to the tile floor as his chair slipped out from under him. Duo righted himself and the chair. "Fuck, that hurt," he mumbled as he rubbed the sore spot on the back of his head where it had met the floor. Duo sat back down, careful not to lean back in his chair. "So, how are you planning to find the girl?"
"I know some people in the underground that'll be able to help."
Duo nodded, not all surprised to learn that Heero had connections to that kind of people. After all, Heero certainly had not bought all those weapons during the war legally. "So when we do we meet these friends of yours?"
"Tomorrow."
Duo nodded and yawned. He looked at a clock hanging on the wall; it was already past midnight. "Well, I'm going to sleep. See you tomorrow." Heero nodded and returned his attention to his computer screen.
After working for another hour Heero shut down his computer and headed to his room. He changed out of his jeans and shirt into a loose pair of shorts and a t-shirt. Heero had not even realized how tired he was until he felt the cool fabric of the pillow against his cheek. Heero, however, did not contemplate the source of his exhaustion long, and fell asleep within a few minutes.
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AN: Hey, you did it! You finished the second chapter. Since, you've read this far why don't you tell me what you think. I would really appreciate it if you did.
"There is no such thing as inner peace. There is only nervousness and death."
--Fran Liebowitz
******
There Goes the World
Chapter 2
Heero and Duo had been on the shuttle to L1 for nearly two hours. During that time period Duo had managed to annoy his companion almost to the point of violence. The fact that the in-flight movie was one of those bad teen movies did not help the situation. Heero was wandering if he should shoot the movie screen or Duo first. He had decided to spare Duo when the American had finally settled down and fallen asleep almost half an hour ago. Thankfully, the movie had ended not long after Duo went to sleep, so Heero had not found it necessary to use his gun against it. With both Duo and the movie out of the way Heero was left alone with his thoughts.
He had not been to L1 since the war, and he was uncertain if he should be happy or dreading his return. Heero, being a natural pessimist, was inclined to think that he should be dreading it. He had been trying to leave the past behind him for four years. Returning to L1, where the tragedy of his life began, might only serve to make painful memories resurface. However, going back might also help him put the old ghosts of his past to rest. It was because of this that Heero had mixed feelings of his homecoming.
Heero shook his head clear of the conflicting thoughts. He had a mission, and he needed a clear head. His past had been waiting for years for him to deal with it; it could wait a bit longer.
He decided that it would be best to follow Duo's lead and sleep. He closed his dark blue eyes and allowed himself to enter the realm of Morpheus for the remainder of the trip.
******
"Heero, wake up." Heero's eyes opened at the sound of Duo's voice penetrating his dreams. "The shuttle will be landing soon." Heero simply nodded, and blinked the fog of sleep away. He looked out the window next to his seat, and saw the shuttle gate of L1 swiftly approaching. He felt the strange mixture of emotions rise at the sight of the colony, much stronger now that he could see his former home.
Heero and Duo felt the shuttle jolt as it came to rest. Duo grinned at his fellow pilot. "We're here, Heero."
*****
Heero stared out the window as the taxi drove through L1. Normally, a Preventer would have meet them at the space port, but not this time. Heero and Duo would be keeping their contact with the Preventers at a minimum. To do other wise would give away their presence, and possibly their mission, to the Bolsheviks. So instead of riding through L1 in a clean, comfortable sedan, Heero and Duo sat in the back seat of a dirty taxi.
The buildings that they passed gradually become more run down as they neared the location of their temporary home and base. The taxi stopped in front of a row of old townhouses. Their base had been chosen for its proximity to the L1's slums, and it showed. They quickly unloaded their supplies and carried them into a townhouse after paying the driver.
Heero was pleased to note that the interior of the house was much more eye pleasing than the exterior. The Preventers had furnished the townhouse with the basics: a table, chairs, beds, and other things the partners would need during their stay.
After they had deposited their belongings in their rooms Heero sat down at the table with his laptop. Duo soon entered the kitchen in search of food; it had been hours since their last meal, and Duo's stomach was demanding to be feed. He gathered various foodstuffs and compiled them into a sandwich. Duo carried his creation over to the table and sat down across from Heero.
"Hey, Heero you want some of this?"
Heero looked up from his laptop at the offered sandwich, which to Heero looked more like a science experiment gone wrong than food. Duo had somehow managed to fit various meats, vegetables, sauces, and what looked suspiciously like gummy worms between two pieces of bread. "I'll pass."
Duo shrugged. "Suit yourself," he said, and ate the reminder of his creation. When he had finished the so-called sandwich a rather important question entered his mind. "Hey, Heero how are we going to find this girl? I know we have a lot of info on her, but there's a lot of people here."
"I already found her."
Duo's eyes widen with surprise. "You did?"
Heero nodded. He typed a few commands into his computer and motioned for Duo to come look at what he had just pulled up. Duo moved his chair so that it was close enough for him to see. On the screen was a photograph of a young girl that computer identified as Nezumi Houkyo, along with information on her. Duo quickly scanned the information, looked at the photo, and frowned slightly.
"You sure this is her?" Heero nodded. "How? I know she fits the description, but so do a lot of other people."
"It's her name."
"Nezumi Houkyo, what about it?"
"Nezumi means mouse."
Duo, again, looked at the screen, and not for the first time since receiving this mission wondered what kind of parents would name their kid after a mouse. Giving a kid a name like that was just asking for him, or her in this case, to grow up with some sort of mental disorder. "Really?" Heero nodded. "Oh, well that was easy. Now we just have to find her, I guess." Duo leaned back in the stiff wooden chair. "So where does she live?" Heero shrugged and Duo face faulted. "You don't where she lives?"
"She has communist zealots after her, do you really think that she would be listed in the phone book?"
Duo considered this for a moment. "Well, when you put it that way, no. How are we suppose to find her if we don't where to look?"
"Around."
Duo rolled his eyes and leaned back further in his chair, so that it was only on its two back legs. "Well, since you seem to have a plan in mind why don't you enlighten...AH!" Duo crashed to the tile floor as his chair slipped out from under him. Duo righted himself and the chair. "Fuck, that hurt," he mumbled as he rubbed the sore spot on the back of his head where it had met the floor. Duo sat back down, careful not to lean back in his chair. "So, how are you planning to find the girl?"
"I know some people in the underground that'll be able to help."
Duo nodded, not all surprised to learn that Heero had connections to that kind of people. After all, Heero certainly had not bought all those weapons during the war legally. "So when we do we meet these friends of yours?"
"Tomorrow."
Duo nodded and yawned. He looked at a clock hanging on the wall; it was already past midnight. "Well, I'm going to sleep. See you tomorrow." Heero nodded and returned his attention to his computer screen.
After working for another hour Heero shut down his computer and headed to his room. He changed out of his jeans and shirt into a loose pair of shorts and a t-shirt. Heero had not even realized how tired he was until he felt the cool fabric of the pillow against his cheek. Heero, however, did not contemplate the source of his exhaustion long, and fell asleep within a few minutes.
******
AN: Hey, you did it! You finished the second chapter. Since, you've read this far why don't you tell me what you think. I would really appreciate it if you did.