Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction / Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ All this was for you ❯ Chapter 3

Notes: Just so you people know, I usually write these things both before and after the chapter, so, don't give me too confused of looks. I know I pump out the chapters like crazy, but people, please, I DO like feedback! Thank you for my, oh so interested reviewer! Oh and ~mindspeak~ One more thing. A Korat is a tibetin can of good fortune. It is said that being owned by one brings good luck.

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All this was for youBy: Skeren Dreamera

It had felt wrong. Duo simply didn't understand why seeing his old comrades was affecting him so strongly. He felt as though since he had seen them, he had finally broken something inside. Closing his violet eyes, Duo curled up in the back seat against Jei, startling the pale man for a moment before wrapping his arm around him. Usually the braided boy didn't volunteer to be touched. A partially confused, partially pleased golden eye peered down at the saddened boy in his arms as Jei tried to grasp why he was acting so. He looked almost as though he were about to cry.

Stroking his fingers over the shirt he was curled up against in the dark of the backseat, Duo blocked out the world. They reminded him. It wasn't the same reminder he thought it would be though. They didn't remind Duo of what he had lost, but what he could lose. He'd lost so much already the thought had pained him with a physical presence, and he hadn't cared for that idea in the least.

It all just seemed wrong to him. It suddenly struck him that he had always feared for them during the war. No matter their abilities, he'd always thought that once they were beyond his sight they would dissipate, be gone and never seen again. He now knew they could survive without him. They didn't need him. That was what was broken. That last thread to being needed by someone. Tipping his head back, Duo looked at Jei, waiting for the feral golden eye to rest on him patiently.

Once that bright eye finally rested again on him, Duo gave a wide wide smile, reaching up to touch his cheek and ignoring the other occupants of the vehicle. "Jei, would you ever let me leave?"

The question had been asked softly, in a manner of one needing reassurance, not in the way of a prisoner asking his jailer. Jei replied in a manner that suited such a question. "You are mine, where else would you go?"

Nodding a little, Duo patted his face once before pulling his hand back to his lap. "Thought so. Just don't go changing your mind on me, 'k?"

"Of course not, you are my God of Death, the only one I actually wish to please, for you help me hurt the other God. Because I believe in you, it hurts Him; because I revere you before him, and that is not allowed." Jei grinned, a little insane laugh echoing through out the vehicle. "My Shinigami, you are my blasphemy."

Duo laughed himself, settling up against Jei after the little touch of elegance only Duo seemed to draw out. "Revere me huh? You're gonna have to show me sometime aren't you?"

Schuldig, having shared the back seat with the other two, chose that moment to remind them of his presence... If they cared. "Didn't know you had it in you Farfie. I never pegged you for a public speaker."

Casting a glance to the person who dared enter into the private moment he and Duo had been having Jei glared. "Only for my Shini." Pulling Duo closer against him after his sentence as though the flirt would dare try something in his presence.

Duo let out a little eep as he was suddenly squished, but allowed himself to he pulled into Jei's lap. He needed the reassurance at the moment, while he let the reality of his loss finally finish reaching him. He'd never let any of his losses go before, and he took the moment now, in safety, to do so. He didn't realize that each thing he let cross his mind made it more chaotic. That each moment recalled and released drove him closer along that little line of insanity. He wasn't alone though, he had Jei. And Jei had said he'd not let him go.

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Duo allowed himself to revel in the simple relationship that Jei offered him. He refused to allow the past to touch him anymore. So after the job that night, he followed him back to his room even though he had been offered his own. He would stay by his side now. He'd made that choice and he would stick to it, no matter what consequences might be brought around by that. He never looked back, and he really had no reason to. He'd taken another step between them, so, for now, he would follow where Jei led, until that time when he would lead. He was above all else, Shinigami, and even Jei bows to him as such. Eventually he knew something would break painfully into his universe. It happened every time, but he was starting to not care. He was a cosmic joke, was he? Very well, he would let all the other gods laugh.

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It became a habit between the two for them to go back to Jei's padded room each evening. Duo took to the room with glee, much to the chagrin of their three teammates as he introduced them all to a variety of methods to stick band posters up to the soft walls. In the end the room ended up with floor to ceiling black or posters. Jei liked it, even if Crawford grimaced every time he went into the space. It was two days after Duo had finished redecorating the room that Nagi decided to chance looking in to see what he did. That proved to be a mistake for the telekinetic. After halting the barrage of blades that came flying his way, Nagi was then assaulted by an overly chipper Duo.

Flinching back as Duo suddenly bounded over to him, Nagi watched the other pilot, suddenly realizing that he was barely taller than he was. The thought was a little disturbing but he simply brushed it off, he'd had a reason for coming here after all. Bringing his mind firmly back to where it was supposed to be, Nagi then considered what he would have to do to bring Duo to the same state.

".. And you ought to see the way his eyes light up when he runs over that particular sort of animal, his eyes just glow." Pausing briefly to watch Nagi nod to complete nonsense, Duo took it a step further, trying to bring the boy out of his stupor. "You know I've heard a few things about you being really good in the sack. Do you think you and I could take a private moment to see just how true that is?"

Nagi started to nod before stopping himself and drawing sharply away from his thoughts to look at Duo. "What?"

"You heard me right? I said I heard you were pretty good in the sack, is it true?" He grinned widely. The boy didn't want to pay attention while he was talking, did he? Well then he'd just have to point out to him what he'd missed!

Nagi turned bright red, a horrified expression on his face that would have done Wufei proud. That spare though caused duo to falter slightly, but he moved forward almost instantly as Nagi started to splutter. "Who.. Who told you that?!"

Duo simply grinned, leaning closer to Nagi, then turning and bounding over to his bed. "Why Schu Schu of course, where else? So, why'd you come see little ol' me? Miss my company so much you realized you couldn't live without it?"

Nagi shook his head no firmly. "Much as I simply adore your horrible version of humor, I came because I needed to tell you we got orders to kill one of the folks that managed to tick off our employers. Shinigami will be heading out as well as the rest of us on this one."

Duo sighed a little, pouting. "Oh all right, all right. Why so many people? Crawfie tell?"

"No, he just said we needed to move out within an hour, otherwise we might meet up with complications because the main target will be trying to leave."

Duo nodded; glad he'd talked them into letting him keep Shinigami for his codename. Who knew what he would do stuck with some ghost name? "Alrighty, then move and get your own things, I have my blades and things to get together, remember?" Waving the smaller boy from the room, Duo closed the door behind him.

He had the oddest feeling that something was going to go wrong. He just couldn't figure out what that might be.

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The first part of the mission had gone well enough. At the moment they were currently plowing through troublesome guards who were suddenly and blazingly brought to attention that there happened to be intruders in the building. Of course, the fact that the blazing alarms were set off by the currently unseen by Duo team called Weiss didn't help matters any. They had been on their way out!

~Heads up guys, the Weiss kittens are close, and there is a new one wanting to play, but I can't get through to him. He had a rock in his head. Watch out for that one.~ Drawing back to shoot his gun at yet another guard in his way Shuldig left Duo to somewhat guard Jei as he left himself wide open. Moving himself between the guard and Jei, he slashed twice and the man was down. It wasn't until they rounded the next corner that they had any problems. There was Weiss.

Duo froze on sight of them. No, not them. Him. He had a gun pointed closely in his face from how he'd moved around the corner. It wasn't the gun he was looking at though. It was the person holding onto the gun. He was dead. First killed by his own choices, then again in a more permanent death. But he was wrong. He was really standing there. It was the Perfect Soldier. His sweet killer. He was really standing there pointing a gun at him.

"Heero.." His voice was a faint whisper, as though afraid the image would flicker and disappear the moment he took his eyes off of him. There was no recognition in those deep blue eyes. He didn't know him. Not even a glimmer.

Heero narrowed his eyes slightly as a hint of confusion flared and was put out in his eyes. He tightened his grip on the gun, raising it to aim better but still not shooting. "I should kill you.."

Duo smiled slightly, a real smile. "You always say that. Been saying that for a long time."

"I don't know you." He tried to make his voice flat, but his voice wasn't entire certain when he said that. He didn't know if he knew him.

Duo watched with a little sadness, and a little glee. His artist was gone, wiped away. But here was his Perfect Soldier. He never even noticed that his teammates had paired off with the various Weiss members, because all his attention was on Heero. How he'd missed him. "I remember a Heero Yuy. He was and always will be my hero. He has been since the first day I met and shot him. What do you call yourself angel? Do you call yourself Heero?"

He hesitated briefly before nodding slightly, gazing on Duo with an almost stoic facade. He didn't know him, but he knew him. The conflict kept flickering back and forth. "Omae o korosu."

"Go ahead. I'm meant to die by your hands my Heero. I've always known that. If you are the one to kill me, I know that I would happily die for that." He smiled at him, a sad, but oh so real smile. He spread his arms out in welcome to the shot. "I would have nothing to regret were you to kill me. But only you Heero, my angel. Only you could ever kill Shinigami."

Heero hesitated then, lowering the gun to his side with a highly confused look on his face. "I do know you.."

It was that moment that Heero's intercom chose to be buzzed. Korat, we must pull out quickly. Now is the time for one of those graceful retreats. Out.

He pressed the button, taking back even as he started to back away, that nearly invisible vein of confusion still in his eyes. "Ryoukai."

Duo didn't move, waiting until he was gone before lowering his arms, standing still in the middle of the hallway as his teammates returned to find him just standing there, one tearstain on his left cheek. He only offered one explanation.

"Why can't he ever just kill me? He always puts the gun down. Always."

Schuldig stared at his usually cheery comrade in shock. He had only know him a couple months, but the sheer grief that was in his voice was nearly overwhelming. He took the chance to look, hoping he wouldn't be pulled into the tangle of his mind. And what he found was much more than he ever knew about the braided pilot. Memories. So many pushed away memories. All of the new Weiss member. Most of them pointing a gun in his face, but many of those were happy. Strange that someone being told they were going to die would be cheery about it, but it was there. The last thought he found was the conversation. He pulled back sharply from Duo's mind, stumbling into Crawford.

Farfarello looked lost. He didn't know what to do with his hurt little death. Schuldig sighed, moving forward and taking Duo into his arms, scooping the frozen boy up into them before starting to walk. Duo didn't even seem to notice, gazing down at his hands and just asking of Schu one pitiful question. "Why can't he just kill me?"

"I don't know little death. You'll know someday." Schuldig looked at his teammates, a little shocked that he was the only one out of the screwed of mess of assassins who knew how to help with trauma like this. Pitiful. "You want us to leave him for you in our fights Duo?"

They'd come out to the lot, moving quickly and talking with Duo at the same time, and they came into a garage. Hurrying through and out to their vehicle, Duo seemed to realize what was going on in a sudden burst of clarity. "Yes. Walk faster. No, better, run. They set explosives."

He was right. It was mere seconds after they started to drive away that the building exploded. It was a much longed for sight for Duo, and he smiled as he watched the flames.

Having passed Duo over to Jei before entering the car, the pilot was facing into the car and was watching past Schu. "Don't you guys ever blow things up?"

"Not usually, why?" Schuldig didn't know what to make of the question, but the longing that was added into it suprized the redhead.

"I miss blowing things up. I haven't had a chance to play with major explosives in nearly a year. Even before that.. Since we ended the war, I haven't gotten to play with the good stuff, since I was on my own.." Sighing a little, he looked around the car, seeing a range of shocked looks. "What? I was the explosives expert of the bunch."

"Bunch of what Duo?" Nagi had looked everywhere on the web for information on their new member, but it was like he simply did not exist.

"Hmm? Oh, I was a Gundam Pilot. 'Scythe was a good buddy. Still miss the monster." He released a faint said, leaning back on his liking pillow. He was a wreck tonight and he knew it. He'd just sleep. Maybe when he woke, it would all be better. Maybe none of this would have happened. Maybe all the way back to Heero's death wouldn't have happened. He had the feeling it was not to be. "I can't believe he's alive.." He trailed off, shaking his head in disbelief before moving into a state of dreamless slumber.

To be continued.