Duo: *waves* Hey. I'm taking care of posting this, since Teena is... 

Heero: Currently acting like she's on crack.

Duo: HEERO!

Heero: It's true.

Duo: She's not acting like she's on crack, she's acting like Botan, 
who is who she thinks she is! Be nice! *returns attention to ML* 
Well, luckily, she has short periods of lucidity, during which she 
writes. So here's more of this.


Duo Meets the Gundams


"Duo, say hello to Deathscythe."

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 Duo's jaw dropped. He struggled to his feet, staring at the near-twin
Heero was firmly holding back. "Deathscythe?"

"None other! C'mon, Heero, lemme go!" Deathscythe pulled against 
Heero's grip on his cloak, straining.

"If I let you go now, you'll fall over," Heero stated calmly. 
Immediately afterward, he smirked and let go. Deathscythe yelped in 
surprise as he pitched forward. Duo jumped over to keep him from 
hitting the floor. Heero snapped his fingers with an exaggeratedly 
disappointed look. Feminine laughter rang through the hangar as Wing 
appeared, gliding down on her feathered white wings to land neatly 
next to Heero. He raised an eyebrow at her.

"Showoff."

"Always, Hee-chan," Wing replied smugly. Duo looked up from where he 
was helping Deathscythe get himself together. His eyes widened 
dramatically.

"Who's THAT?!"

"This is Wing, I'm sorry to say," Heero replied, smirking. He quickly
ducked out of the way as she took a swing at him. Deathscythe 
snickered.

"I'll hold 'im for you," Deathscythe offered, grinning evilly. Wing 
gave him a dirty look.

"I'm still pissed off at you. Don't talk to me."

 Deathscythe winced. Duo's eyebrows went up. "Ooooh, what did YOU do?"

"Does 'open mouth, insert foot' mean anything to you?"

"Ouch. Oi, 'Scythe, how come you never talked to me before?"

"Anou... I never had anything to say?"

 Wing and Heero choked in unison, faces showing obvious disbelief. Duo
looked at them, then at Deathscythe. 

"Uh-huh. Right. Oi, if Wing and Deathscythe are people, are the others
too?"

"Yeah," Deathscythe replied. "Of course, none of the others are as 
cool as me."

"Well, that's a given," Duo said, grinning. He latched onto 
Deathscythe and started dragging him around, craning his head. "Come 
out, come out, wherever you are!"

"Honestly, Duo," Quatre said exasperatedly, walking out of the shadows
with Sandrock beside him. "Can't you take ANYTHING seriously?"

"This is me we're talkin' about, Q," Duo replied wryly. "Anyway, 
what're you doing here?"

"Visiting Sandrock, of course. Trowa and Heavyarms should be back any 
minute. They said they were going for a walk."

"NANI?! Am I the last one to find out about this?!"

"No," Heero said as he and Wing caught up. "Wufei doesn't know yet."

"Oh, yeah, THAT makes me feel better." Duo clasped his hands over his 
heart theatrically, face uptilted. "My own lover, withholding such an
important thing from me! I'm pierced to the core!"

 Heero smirked. "That happens later, when we go back to bed."

 Duo's jaw dropped. Deathscythe reached over and pushed it back up as
the others snickered at Duo's expression. Wing was trying very hard 
not to burst out laughing, large white wings twitching from the 
effort.

"Who are you, and what have you done with Heero?" Duo asked, wide-
eyed. "You're NEVER like this around other people!"

"That's where we get off," Deathscythe replied. "We aren't people."

"Quatre's people," Duo shot back challengingly. Before it could go any
further, a quiet voice interrupted.

"Can we just assume Heero's loosened up and stop argueing over 
nothing?"


tbc...


Duo: *chuckles* Heero, you bad boy.

Heero: *straight-faced* The devil made me do it.

Duo: Shouldn't talk about your wife that way.

Heero: *shrugs* I doubt she'd care at the moment...

Duo: *sighs* Well, give C&C, we'll relay it to Teena when she's 
herself again.