OMAKE 3:
Invincible.


A 1x2 fanfic by keri_no_baka@fangirl.org
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Author's notes: Well, here's the start of a new and wonderful thing. How random can I be? Well, it started out as a silly piece to satisfy _my_ insomnia, but it quickly degenerated into a toothache. OOC _abounds_ in this fic, mostly with Heero.... I don't think he could ever be that playful.
This is a shonen ai fic, cute love story involving men. Don't read if you don't like it or are uncomfortable with it.
General Disclaimer: Gundam Wing does not belong to me. On the contrary, it belongs to Sunrise, Bandai, and a whole lot of rich people. I don't own these characters, I'm only borrowing them for a little while. However, the following fanfiction is written by me, and therefore belongs to me. Also, this is a shonen ai fanfic. If you have problems with male x male relationships, don't read. And feel free to give comments and suggestions at keri_no_baka@fangirl.org. Flames will be printed out and used as fodder for my non-fireplace.
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/o song lyrics
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"Oh shit!" yelled Duo as Deathscythe turned around to face the oncoming missiles. He dodged the first, but the second slammed into its chest and brought the large mobile suit crashing to the ground.
"Duo!" screamed Heero as the ground shook from the sickening thud. He quickly turned on the cockpit monitor that showed him the face of his partner. Duo was unconscious, plastered to the side of the cockpit and blood was gushing out of his nose like a red waterfall. Heero moved Wing around and raised its beam rifle at their assailants. Three Leos were promptly disintegrated and the other two began to retreat. Heero maneuvered out and shot again, this time killing the last remaining Leos on the battlefield. Looking around, he saw that the field of battle had been wiped clean, and he opened the cockpit and clamored out. He ran to the fallen Gundam and hit the open switch to the hatch.
From inside, Heero could hear a soft groan. "Oi...Heero." Duo moaned as he slowly opened his eyes. "I hurt." He brought slender fingers up to his nose and felt the blood rushing down his face and soaking his shirt.
Heero's eyes softened. He reached in the cabin and put his hand on his lover's chin. "Duo. Do you think you can make it back to Quatre's safehouse?:
Duo closed his eyes again and shuddered. "Of course. Duo Maxwell is invincible!" Duo crowed softly into his lover's hand.
Heero stepped back and Duo reached over and closed the hatch. Heero ran towards Wing with a thought invading his head. ::You're not you know....::
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They had arrived in the hanger of Quatre's safehouse by a wing and a prayer. ::How ironic.:: thought Heero as he reflected on the idiom. ::A wing and a prayer:: Deathscythe had been attached to Wing, its boosters had been damaged in the fall and couldn't go anywhere. The would've stolen a cargo plane but almost as soon as they got Deathscythe standing up, Heero had detected a plane full of Mobile suits coming as OZ reinforcements. Heero didn't wait, he just grabbed Deathscythe and went into flyer mode. It was a long, silent ride back.
As they made it into the hanger, Wing gingerly laid his partner's Gundam on the ground and then its pilot jumped out. He grabbed the hatch and pulled his lover out, wrapping him in a tight embrace.
Duo winced as Heero's arms squeezed. The tiny squeak that emerged from his lips was silenced as Heero looked at him with cold angry eyes. "Oi, what did I do now?" he chuckled, putting too much effort into his voice.
Heero looked at the boy in front of him carefully with an emotionless eye, noting carefully every gash, bruise, wince, and drop of blood. Duo needed to see a doctor.
"Heero? Re you going to tell me what's on your mind?" Duo continued jauntily, the movement of trying to put his hands on his hips took too much effort and was a little too slow for Heero's taste. Duo winced again as Heero grabbed his wrist and began dragging him towards the house. "HEERO, WAIT!" Duo yelled as the grip on his wrist shot a shooting pain up his arm. Heero would have to grab the wrist that had gotten broken when he had been slammed against the cockpit wall.
"You're seeing a doctor." Heero said in the same cold detached voice he normally used on everyone but him. Heero noted the sharp pain in Duo's eyes that flared as Heero's grip tightened. He was right, this wrist was broken.
"Heero, I'm fine. Really!" Duo said with a forced smile. "I just need a little beauty sleep." he said with a flick of his long braid.
"OH SHUT UP!" Heero yelled as he wheeled away from Duo. The shock and physical pain in Duo's eyes was too much to bear. He turned again and grabbed the boy by his shirt and pulled him to his face. "Duo Maxwell, you are _not_ invincible..." he said as he gently traced his lover's jaw with one slender finger.
"I am, so long as you love me." Duo said with a soft voice as Heero let go of his shirt. Heero put two hands around his lover's face, and Duo closed his eyes as he felt his lips enclosed in the warmth of Heero's. As they parted breathlessly, Duo fell against Heero with a wince.
"Duo, you idiot." Heero said as he helped the boy limp towards the house. ::Just promise me that you'll stay invincible forever to me.::

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