Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ War of the Hearts ❯ Partners in Crime ( Chapter 3 )

[ T - Teen: Not suitable for readers under 13 ]

Duo sleepily wandered down the stairs in his navy garage jumpsuit to the sound of sizzling and the smell of bacon. He was confused because his lazy roommates only microwaved tv dinners for breakfast.
guys whats going-" Duo stopped short when he saw a girl in a pink spaghetti strap and loose pajama pants at the stove.
You scared me a sec."
smiled "Sorry. Just making brakfast to thank you all for letting me stay here."

He walked through the doorway and saw that his roommates Cliff and Joe were sitting at the table, staring and drooling. Cliff was a scrawny, dark-haired kid about 18 who normally had stubble about his chin. Joe was a large, unnatural blonde with a goatee and a huge appetite.
you guys drooling at?" Duo mocked.

"Breast..kfast." Cliff corrected himself.
Duo shot a sarcastic glance at him.
you pick her up Duo?" Joe asked him.
sat down with his friends. "Well if you must know, she fell out of the sky."

"Like an angel?" Cliff breathed.

"No, more like a fugitive." He smiled.
anyone asked what that meant, Ace sat four heaping plates of bacon, eggs and pancakes on the table before the hungry boys. They began to scarf down their food, and much to their suprise, so did Ace. They stopped to watch and she looked up.

boys laughed. "So where'd you come from Ace?" Joe asked between mouthfuls.

Ace winked. "It's a secret."
when I first saw you," Cliff added. "I thought Hilde got some 'work done'. Hey where is Hilde?"
normally cheerful mood turned dark. He stood up.
What's wrong, Duo?" Joe asked.
left. Period. I'm going out to the garage."

Wothout another word, he walked out the door.

Ace sighed. "I can't help but feel it's my fault."

"Dont' you worry." Joe smiled. "Hilde and Duo have been at it for a while now. I knew she'd walk out eventually."

She sighed. After a few seconds, she stood up. ''I'd better go talk to him." She walked to the door and turned. "Oh, and I made breakfast, who's job is it to wash the dishes?"


Duo pushed himself out from under the old black Jeep Wrangler he had been working on. He stood and wiped the sweat off his forehead with his arm. He had the top of his jumpsuit down and the sleeves tied around him like a belt. Underneath was a white, grease stained tank top. Duo glanced nostalgicly at the vanity plate on the shiny black vehicle that he had fixed himself. "SHNIGMI" it read. He smiled fondly. "What ever happened to the ol' God of Death anyway?"
lifted the hood and began to wrench away.

"Shhhnigmee?"

Startled, Duo slammed his head on the hood. "Damn!" He whispered, covering his bump with his hand. A familliar obnoxious giggle came from the door and he looked up to see a figure standing in the sunlight.
so sorry Duo!" She said, laughing. "I was just reading your plate. What's it mean?"
Duo said, scratching his head. "Nothing."

The brunette girl looked solemnly at the floor and took a few steps in Duo's direction. "I...I wanted to say I'm sorry for any...damage I may have done to your relationship."
gave a fake laugh. "Oh that?...'' The laughter faded. "I guess i should get over her."
looked concerned at the melancholy look on his face.
a good friend during the war." The two sat down on a bench aside a few cans of paint thinner. "I was a Gundam Pilot. 02."
freckled girl perked up. "Oh! I remember hearing about you! Getting captured once or twice-"
yeah but anyway..." He interrupted. "She was fun back then. And after the war she just...I dunno, grew up or somethin'. Honestly, I was getting sick of her telling me to grow up all the time!!" He shouted the last seven words, then gracefully collected himself. "But anyway. Time to forget about her." He stood. "Movin' on is just somethin' I'm good at."
Flashing his famous smile, he placed his hands on his hips and turned to Ace. "So. Tell me about yourself, Miss Master of Disguise." The question caught her offguard. She blinked and swung her sheet of dark hair over her shoulder.
She began, taking a breath. "I was born on the L1 colony. And..." She stopped, as if thinking. " Well, I was an undercover agent for the colonies..." She smiled. "You wouldn't believe the stuff I had to do. I had to act like. You know, Oz operatives, old dudes, hookers...Nothing else too exciting for me!"
She stood. "So, should I take you to the warehouse now?"
thought for a moment. "Naw. Now that I think about it, If you saw what was going on, they probably have the place all guarded. We should wait a while."

"Yeah. She agreed. "Well, If we're gonna be partners in crime, we'd better get to know each other first."

"Partners in crime?" he questioned.

"Well, I figure our future won't exactly be legal." She giggled, then held out her fist for him to knox. The braided boy smiled and hit his fist to hers. "Partners in crime. I like the sound of that."