Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction / Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ All this was for you ❯ Chapter 4

Notes: Sakiyou get mentioned because you are the only person I couldn't E-mail back with a personal reply. Sorry! Buut, i hope veeryone is liking it so far.

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Gundam boys or the Weiss crew. Woe is me! It's alright though I can still play with them.

Pairings: DuoXJei/Farfarello, Duo+Heero, possibly Jei/Farfarello+Heero.. maybe.

Warnings:none in this chapter to tell of. Well, maybe that it is somewhat shorter than I would have liked.

All this was for you

By: Skeren Dreamera

Duo was in clearly in shock. None of his new teammates could fully understand how to help him either. The rest of the drive was immersed in a sort of contemplative silence. They had a Gundam pilot on their team. That by itself was a shock. Duo wasn't the first member of their team to have previously known a member of Weiss. He was the first member who seemed to go into a state of near delirium over the fact though.

Jei had enough of the stunned mutterings breaking the almost complete silence of the car by the time they reached their current headquarters. Duo was never this loud when he slept and he didn't like the change. "Shini! Enough. Who is that boy to you?" He sounded annoyed that anyone could phase his Duo in such a way.

Duo seemed to get yanked rather suddenly from his muddled sleep by the rude question, and gave Jei the oddest look. "Wha?"

Jei huffed an annoyed breath. "We are home. When we get inside, you explain."

"Kay.." Duo gave Jei another funny look then shrugged, deciding that they would inform him of what they were trying to get him to explain when they got inside. He figured the night went well, but he couldn't remember it at all. There was something about it he knew was terribly important, but it was all a haze. Following the others in he was a tad taken aback when Jei rounded back on him almost the moment the door was closed behind them all.

"Just how do you know the new Weiss Kitten?" It was indeed Jei too, his countenance being far to calm for his more insane side to be active as he confronted the braided assassin.

Nagi thought for a second then poked at Schuldig, whispering to him. "Did you notice that new Kitten seems like Aya?"

Schuldig nodded in response a faint smirk curving his lips as he looked at Nagi. "Sticks out like a sore thumb in a crowd and utterly lacking emotions? Yeah, I think that fits."

Schuldig's comment snapped Duo's attention to the telepath in an instant, no matter how quietly uttered. "He has emotions." The comment is an instinctive growl, annoyed, not to mention uttered without a moment's thought. Just because he'd tried to block out the night didn't mean it didn't come right back the moment its key player was brought up.

Jei turned and frowned with annoyance at the two who cut off his own attainment of an answer. He was also incredibly upset that his Shini was entirely ignoring him now, his focus firmly on the previously whispering pair. Of course, Schu meant for him to hear otherwise he would have used his telepathy to talk to Nagi.

Duo narrowed his gaze as his hackles almost visibly rose in defense of his old lover, no matter if he thought he was dead and he was suddenly resurrected. No one insulted his Heero in any way. "My Angel has emotions. He is my perfect soldier, understand? He has no reason to show those beautiful emotions to any of you! He's mine! That means you don't get to see how beautiful he is. Understand!?" Duo advanced on the slightly stunned Schuldig, poking him viciously in the chest.

Retreating a couple steps from the angry Shinigami, Schuldig nodded slightly, looking around for Crawford who conveniently had gone missing once everyone was inside. "Of course. Has emotions. Your angel soldier boy. Got it."

Nagi looked stunned by the entire turn of events and looked to Duo, deciding to try a change of subject. "Gundam pilot?"

Duo flicked his gaze to Nagi and suddenly relaxed a little. "Yes, I was. So was my Heero. He doesn't remember any of it.. You've met all the pilots already I might mention. Well.. Most of em anyway. They aren't exactly all on your side here.. But maybe I can get my Heero back.. They took him away, and now I have my chance. If I had known..." Duo shook his head, turning to an inward silence before walking away.

Jei watched his Shini ponder and couldn't help a creepy smile. His God of Death wanted to take down an angel and keep him. He wanted to tie the pure being back into his darkness like he was before.. It would hurt god. For that one reason he was willing to give his own Shini any help he needed in getting his 'Perfect Soldier' back. It was fun to hurt god, and maybe his Shini would let him play with the angel once they brought him down. That idea was even better. Now, to catch the little angel and darken his wings. That would be the hard part.

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Heero wasn't acting like himself. Sure, he'd only been on the team for a few months, but they'd gotten to like the quiet boy. Omi kept his gaze on the older boy for another minute before turning away, wondering yet again what they did to him in those new training programs. He seemed so many years younger than he ought to be, while seeming so old at the same time. But now.. Now he just looked like he'd been told he was going to have to shoot his best friend. Omi had to wonder then. Why hadn't he shot the new Schwarz member? He hadn't heard the conversation. He had seen that last look that the braided assassin had cast after Heero before his team members had gotten to him though. Overall, his conclusion was that he just didn't know enough about the history there. Time to go digging.

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It was the next morning before Schuldig finally worked up the nerve to approach the braided assassin again. Jei was out and about doing something. He wasn't exactly eager to check what it was either, as he knew the crazy Irishman was nothing if not careful about hiding his tracks. That wasn't the reason he was here though. He was here to talk to Duo.

Neglecting for once to pin a sardonic smile on his face, Schuldig sunk down onto the sofa next to Duo where he was watching some cartoons. "You know your mind is as bad as Farfie's. I tried to touch one memory and I got sucked into a mess of them. Even so, I still don't understand what they mean."

Turning his violet gaze from the screen, Duo looked at Schuldig closely, as though trying to understand his motivations. Whatever he saw, it didn't anger him like his comment the night before had. "What did you see?"

"Many guns in the face, a couple hazy good memories, then that conversation you had last night all over again." Honesty was the best path to take this time. At least, he hoped so.

"Ah. He did that allot. 'Specially when I upset him. He didn't like to show he was upset. Took me a while to get him to quit it, well... He never really quit, but a paintbrush is better than a gun to the head. Did you see anything in his mind?" He waited. Duo's question was a hungry one, needing an answer with a desperation Schuldig could almost touch.

"I'm sorry. If I hadn't seen him, I would never have known he was there at all. Like you when I'm not trying to touch your mind, but even harder to get past." His blue green eyes followed the sudden slump of Duo's shoulders and he knew he couldn't just leave it like that. Reaching out his hand to rest on his shoulder, he asked his own question. "How well did you know him?"

The purple gaze that lifted to Schuldig's were hazed in memories that he dare not try and reach out to get. Too much insanity was swirling under the surface of that mind. "I knew everything there ever was to know about him. I knew what his past was. I knew how he fought. I knew how to make him laugh or cry. I knew how to make him likeable or to turn him into the cold bastard that he could be. I knew how to love him anyway. I knew how he could survive anything. I forgot he could survive anything. Stupid, stupid to forget something so important. Just because I thought my own eyes and hands could not deceive me. I should have remembered then that I was Shinigami. I didn't let him go then, and here is my proof that forgetting was stupid. He lives!" By the last pained exclamation silent streaks of tears were rolling down Duo's face, entirely ignored.

"Duo.. You'll get him back again, I'll even help you. I promise." He drew the upset younger assassin into his arms, his hands stroking up and down his back as the braided man silently cried himself into sleep. It was only after he was certain Duo wasn't awake anymore that he turned his attention to his observer. "You can come out now Farfie."

"He's so sad. He always smiles. What caused him to get so sad?" Jei looked to Duo, then to Schuldig, running his hand up and down Duo's back while he slept.

"That new Kitten. He was very very close to the new kitten for a long time. That war he was a Gundam pilot in was over five years ago Farfie. From the sounds of it he somehow watched that new Kitten die right in front of him. Now the poor boy is in shock because he's back from the dead. I promised I would help him get him back." He turned his head to look at Farfie. "I know you consider him yours Farfie. Could you help make him happy and get that new kitten for him? Will you help me do that?"

Jei sighed and closed his golden eye for a moment before reopening it. "I will not give him up. The kitten will have to share my Shini with me or not have him at all. I will get the angel and make him fall for my Shini. He is worth such a present."

"I'm glad you think that. Perhaps he'd decide to kill with us with this boy to help. He's a new kitten, but from what I could understand, he's been with Kritiker for a while. For now though, why don't you get the resident God of Death into a real bed that is not me huh?"

Jei quirked a slight grin and shook his head, backing away. "I don't think I should move him. You hold him for a while longer. I trust you will not do anything that I would not allow since you haven't already." He then turned and left.

"How odd. That was almost human of you Farfie. Never would have thought you'd even let me comfort the boy, let alone let me hold him in his sleep." Shaking his head a little, Schuldig rested his chin on top of the chestnut haired head and closed his eyes. If the new guy trusted him enough to sleep while he was holding him, he would return the favor. Just this once.

Crawford moved away from the wall with a slight smile as he saw another of his visions come to pass. He then went to the kitchen. "There's more yet to get in your way to having that new kitten Duo. But, you'll have to find that out on your own."

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When Duo woke up, he had absolutely no idea why the redhead was holding him. The condition didn't last all that long before the poor telepath was forcibly woken upon impact with the floor as Duo removed himself with a jerk from the arms around him. Blinking hazy eyes open, Schuldig looked up at Duo from the floor and blinked a couple times, trying to comprehend the lazy grin spreading across his companion's face. Once again he felt the need to curse about Nagi being the only person on his team he could read properly. Brad and his wall, and now the two Psychos. It wasn't fair at all.

"Did you have to toss me on the floor?" Schuldig pushed himself languidly to his feet, brushing as his backside as though he landed in something contrary, his eyebrow raising.

"Nope. Just seemed like the best thing to do, y'know?" He cast a wink to the redhead before turning on his heel and bouncing away towards his bedroom with a lilting call. "Jeeeeii, where are you!"

Schuldig had to admit it would have been amusing if his rude awakening hadn't left him with an oncoming headache. He took the pause to wander off into the kitchen. There he found the called for Irishman. "Aren't you going to let him know where you are?"

"No. Teasing him hurts god." Farfarello smirked slightly to himself, turning his attention back to the array of knives he had laid out before him, and setting down the one in his hands before picking up another to polish.

Schuldig looked at the expression on his white haired companion's face for a moment and had a belated epiphany. Maybe Farfie wasn't any crazier than the rest of them! Sometimes Schuldig wondered what the point of having Telepathy could possibly be when these things escaped him.

A cheerful call from the door then broke into the sudden silence. "Jei! There you are!" Without a though, the braided assassin bounded over and plucked one of the beloved knives from it's owners hand and settled himself into his lap. Once again he was doing his best to deny the memory of Heero being alive and well. He was failing though. But it was faint enough he could really think about it this time.

"Give that back. Shini plays with his own knives, not mine!" That said, Jei plucked the knife from the violet eyed assassin's fingers and proceeded to re-clean it.

"Some days you aren't' any fun at all! I'm going out Kay? See you both later!" Then, with the equivalent of a hop, skip, and a jump, he was up and out the door, only the whisper of air left behind him.

"Should we go after him?" Schuldig watched as Farfarello picked up yet another blade and turned it in his fingers.

"No reason. He will come back soon." Farfarello otherwise didn't even bother to look away from his knife.

Crawford chose that moment to announce himself. "He's right. Something needs to happen that cannot if you are both with him. It is both good and bad for us, but it is cloudy what the results will be still. Duo is rather unpredictable most of the time unfortunately."

"What's going to happen Braddikins?" Schuldig batted his eyes and leaned into Crawford, resting his hand on his knee.

"He's going to deal with some personal problems. You can wait for him to tell you the rest." He refused to tell the telepath that the boy was going to see his old teammates. It could wait. Then, they'd see what would happen next.

To be continued.