Gundam Wing is copyright...Sotsu, I think it is, and a few
other important companies and people, and I obviously don't own these wonderful
bishounen.
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WEDNESDAY:
Shi-chan: Damn! These things are going up as fast as I can
write them! And I can't stop!
Duo: This is a fic that writes itself...o.O
Shi-chan: It's true, I swear! I can't control it anymore!
Duo: Oh no, this isn't another humour chapter is it!?!?
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Death Becomes Him
~By Shimegami-chan
Part 14
WARNING! BAD HUMOR AHEAD! AND SOME OTHER STUFF TOO!
Duo peered out of the fridge at the Chinese boy lying on the
floor.
"That was mean, Duo!" Quatre sat Wufei up and
shook him. "Oi! Wufei!"
Trowa gave Wufei a light slap on the cheek. Duo continued to
sit calmly on top of the orange juice. "What's up with him? Hey,
onna! Wake up!"
Wufei groaned and his onyx eyes fluttered open. Duo leered
at him from the refrigerator.
"Maxwell..." Wufei touched his cheek where Trowa
had slapped him. "You're dead."
Duo considered keeping the joke going, but instead hopped
out of the cold box and landed on the ground beside Wufei, solidifying as he
did so. Wufei almost jumped right out of his skin.
"Oi, Wu-man." Duo grinned at his friend and
touched one icy finger to the Asian’s nose. "Miss me?"
"This cannot be happening." Wufei closed his eyes
and shook his head. "It cannot, it cannot, it cannot."
"But here I am. Are you telling me you don't even remember
shooting me last night?" Duo pulled Wufei to his feet.
Wufei shivered at Duo's freezing touch. "I was
dreaming. I must be dreaming now."
Duo danced around the other boy in glee, batting Wufei's
ponytail with his hand. "Nope! No dream! I came back just to torment
you!"
Quatre sighed. "Duo..."
The American stopped. "Hai?"
The little Arab gently pulled Duo away from Wufei.
"You're going to really scare him if you keep this up. Aiya...you're
freezing..."
Duo was shivering slightly. "I probably should have
turned up the temperature...I was hoping he'd head straight for the fridge
instead of having a Deep Thought with you guys first."
"That's what you'd do, Duo." Trowa looked
at his friend with an almost-smile.
"Oh? Hey, maybe you're right!" Duo bounced over to
Wufei. "Wu-man, you all right? You look kind of pale."
"I believe I deserve some kind of explanation
here..."
"Oh, yeah." Duo headed over to the table and
flopped back down on it. "Um...I was dead, and now I'm not, but I
technically am, and Heero thinks I'm a demon and is trying to kill himself
probably as we speak." He stopped and thought about what he had just said.
"Damn."
Quatre twitched a blonde eyebrow and walked coolly out of
the kitchen. Trowa sat down beside Duo and gestured for Wufei to join him, who
reluctantly did so. "Any questions?"
Surprisingly, Wufei looked stumped. "Ano...so that
really was you that I shot last night...?"
Duo patted his left leg and grimaced. "Yeah. It's not
too bad though. It was my fault."
"What, for shooting you!?"
"Yeah...being dead comes with a few advantages, such as
being able to phase out--kind of turn not-solid, or in-solid, or something. But
I accidentally phased when I was dreaming and fell right through my bed and the
floor. Your ceiling."
"Ah." Wufei looked thoughtful and grabbed Duo's
left hand. He gasped at what he felt. "You're so cold...you really are
dead...I'm sorry, that wasn't tasteful. Forgive me."
"No problem." Duo checked out his hand, which was,
now that he noticed it, really cold. "You'd be surprised, Wu-man...I ended
up losing a ton of blood last night, between the gunshot wound and Heero
breaking the mirror. I think I'm just cold because of the fridge." He
stood and went to the sink, turning on warm water and running his hands under
it. "Bloody hell...somebody turn up the heat in here..."
"Serves you right for sitting in the fridge,
Maxwell!" Wufei cried.
Duo looked stricken. He sat back down and took Wufei's wrist
in his hand. "Better?"
"Much." Wufei reached out and touched the American
with his free hand. "Should you have a pulse?"
"What, I don't?" Duo drew his hand back quickly
and pressed it to his neck.
"No, I mean you do. But that's impossible."
"Hey, impossible is what I do best!" he laughed,
dropping his arms in relief. "This whole thing is impossible!"
Quatre re-entered the kitchen. "Heero's still
asleep."
Duo looked disappointed. "What!? It's 11:30!
Lunchtime!"
"Duo, if you hadn't been up all night you'd still be
sleeping now." Trowa pointed out.
"Damn, you're right. I'm missing sleep here!" He
slumped forward into the puddle of water that had dripped from the
precipitation on his hair and clothes. "And now I'm wet."
Wufei had relaxed slightly and his face returned to its
proper colour. "I must say it's refreshing to have you back,
Maxwell."
"Really?" Duo jerked his head up. "I never
would have expected you to say that, Fei-kun!"
Wufei gave him a cool smile. "I'm capable of surprising
people too."
Duo grinned his trademark grin for the Asian boy.
"Yatta! Never knew you had it in you!"
Trowa just groaned and shook his head.
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The unibanged pilot was glad that Duo seemed to be so cheerful--Quatre
had explained to him what had happened last night and early that morning. But
Duo's reunion with Wufei, his practical joke, and the addition of his usual
clothes and personality made it very difficult to see what Quatre was talking
about when he spoke of Duo's 'blank eyes.' It seemed that Duo had had more than
one mental breakdown since his return, which was understandable. Luckily the
braided pilot seemed pretty much back to normal, stuffing even more pizza into
his mouth and babbling about something-or-other to Wufei.
Quatre regarded the American with interest. He hoped his pep
talk had actually brought Duo back to his senses...it seemed he had, so far. At
least until Duo laid eyes on Heero--Quatre didn't want to be around to see
that. Maybe he could get Trowa to talk to Duo, but Trowa wasn't that much of a
talker.
Best just to wait it out, Quatre thought. Maybe Duo
can fix this without my help.
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Shi-chan: Let's not do the next chapter just yet...
Duo: Lost in thought today, or what?
Shi-chan: Hn. I'm not thinking to well...the creative juices
aren't flowing...
Duo: :-(
Shi-chan: Yeah...the total of about 6 hours of sleep I've had over the past 4 days is really disturbing o.O I'm just heading to bed...g'night, minna-san...