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===================================================================== WANNA PILOT DEATHSCYTHE HELL? A GUNDAM WING fanfiction by Komadori-chan MD ===================================================================== Email: kchan_md@yahoo.com Archive: http://freewebz.com/disillusionment/ Pairing: 1x2, 02x01 Warnings: yaoi content, slight bashing, language, &
reference to mecha sex Disclaimer: Fanfiction is written for entertainment
purposes only and not for profit.
Presented characters and storylines were manipulated without
permission. Unless otherwise stated,
all related content is exclusive property of Sunrise & Sotsu Agency; all
original portions of written fiction are sole property of the author. Published: 08-25-01 ------------------------------------------------- Guide:
() = thoughts, [] = author commentary, :::: = actions, feelings, reactions,
etc, <> translations {{
Enter scene: Duo and Heero's usual stereotype room }} Duo:
::Walks into the room with a huge smirk on his face. Obviously, he's been admiring his mecha
again-- then again, who wouldn't?:: So... whatcha think of my Shinigami, spandex
boy? Pretty sweet ride, wouldn't ya
say? ::nudge nudge:: Heero:
<.< ::Could care less about any mobile suit that isn't his:: Hn.
::makes it a point to turn on his laptop and "ignore" Duo
for the rest of this fic:: Duo:
::Disappointed:: Aw, c'mon Heero! You KNOW that D-Hell kicks ass even BETTER
than Wing! ::poke poke:: MD:
::Inserts herself briefly:: And not to
mention, TAKES more ass. XD Duo:
::Blinks:: >.> MD? What are you doing in here? Heero:
::Perks and actually looks up from the screen:: And what the hell did you mean by that last
remark? MD:
::Smmmmiiiiiiiiiiiiiiirrrkkkkkkk:: Well, not to go strictly 2x1 on you guys...
but do you remember the first time you guys met? D
& H: ::Nod:: MD:
Or more precisely, when Duo first found Wing? D
& H: ::Nod:: MD:
And he didn't know Heero had meant to try and destroy it and deactivated the
self-destruct mode? Heero:
? ::Iz clueless:: Duo:
::Realizes the implications:: O_o ::bluuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuush:: You SAW that? MD:
Deathscythe was getting some LONG before you ever did, braid boy! XD Duo:
::Sputtering:: Hey! That's NOT fair,
MD! Heero:
What the heck is she talking about? What did she see? ::Eyes the other boy purposely:: MD:
^_^ Nandemo nai Duo:
O.O ::Iz having some REALLY hentai
Heero:
... ::Looks pissed for not being able
to get the punchline:: Duo:
::Cough:: Eh... where were we? ::fidgets:: (My GOD, I never thought of it that way!) Heero:
::Gllllllllllaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrreeeeeeeeeeeeeee:: Duo:
^_^;;; Uh... um... yeah. D-Hell would whoop Wing any day... ::Hopes Heero will just forget it and get
back to the story at hand:: (I wonder what would happen if Gundams could
procreate?) [O_O
Gundams? Procreate? ::Falls over laughing and goes about writing
THAT fic too for the heck of it::] Heero:
::Never one to disappoint:: Ch'! ::Stares
at his computer screen even harder:: Duo:
::Smirks again and gets back into the swing of things:: Come on, Hee-kun... I'll make ya a deal. Take Deathscythe out for a quick spin and
see how she handles. I'll bet you LIKE
her. If you don't, I'll leave you
alone. Heero:
... ::Thinks about it:: No. [Cause we all KNOW he doesn't want Duo to
leave him alone... LOL] Duo:
*buh-link* No? Heero:
No. Duo:
Why not? Heero:
I have my own mobile suit-- that's enough for me. Besides, I don't need to fly yours to know
it handles well. I've SEEN her in
action before. Duo:
::Tap tap tap:: Is that the best you
could come up with? Geez Heero! ::throws up his hands:: That's not an excuse! Heero:
Excuse? Why should I need to explain
myself? I have nothing to prove! ::Doesn't bother pretending to look at his
laptop any longer:: Duo:
::Practically leering:: You know what
I think? ::Comes to stand nose to nose
with Heero:: I think you're just DYING
to find out what it's like... ::uses
the patented Shinigami voice of seduction (tm):: [::Cough cough:: Wonder what Duo’s REALLY talking about? XD] {{::Several
swoons and fangirl/boi squeals can be heard. Faintly, one can hear Wufei
grumbling as he mops up the drool that's starting to puddle around the fic::}} Heero:
::Squirms slightly:: Duo:
::Backs off suddenly:: But you're just
too damn proud to admit it. Heero:
::Struggles to regain his lost composure:: You have nothing on me, Maxwell. Duo:
::Snorts:: Sure. We'll see... ::Goes over to the room's desk and pulls
open the top drawer to search for something:: Heero:
::Fuming:: (That Duo Maxwell... that... DUO MAXWELL... oh... damn it to HELL that
Duo Maxwell! ::blinks:: Waitaminute! That sounds so stupid!! Who the hell wrote this script anyway?!) ::Peeks at the book:: MD:
::Reappears quickly:: How easily we
forget... Heero:
>.> Go away. MD:
::Shrugs:: Fine... be that way. ::Half hearted glare:: We’ll just see what happens to you in the
end of "Crude Humor" when I get done with the last chapter! XD
::Disappears:: Heero:
::Sweatdrop:: Kuso... >.< Duo:
::Comes back smiling, with two sets of scrolled papers:: Wanna pilot Deathscythe Hell? Heero:
::Knows that he's about to face another drawn out Duo-style taunt:: No. I
will not fly her, Duo Maxwell... I will not pilot Deathscythe Hell. ::Crosses his arms defiantly:: (And give you the satisfaction? Never!) Duo:
::Ignores Heero's rejection and flicks out the scrolls to reveal maps of two
different areas:: Would you fly her
here or there? Heero:
<.< I would not fly her here or
there. I would not fly her anywhere. I will not fly her, Duo Maxwell. I will not pilot Deathscythe Hell. Now stop making me repeat myself. Duo:
Why is that? ::Mischievous grin:: Heero:
You WON'T change my mind. Duo:
We'll see about that. ::Opens the
closet and starts rummaging:: Heero:
::Rubs his temples:: Damnit, this is
going to be a long day. -_- (Mental note. Kill Dr. Seuss if the bastard
isn't already dead and then MD for making me do this. Damned incompetent writers...) [Oh
bitch bitch. Don't you EVER stop
complaining, Heero? XD] Heero:
(Actually, if you want to know... no.) [Eh?
Heero? How did you hear me? I’m not even in the fic right now!] Heero:
(Nevermind that. You’d just better
start planning on how you’re going to protect yourself when I get out of
here...) [Ooh...
feisty today, aren’t we?] Heero:
>.< (Shut up bitch!) ::Begins ripping up the script:: (I don’t have to take this from you!) Duo:
::Watches with a pained expression::
Uh, Heero? Are you okay? ::Blink:: Heero:
>.> Why do ask that? ::Iz beginning to breathe hard:: Duo:
You just ruined the script! Heero:
I hate this damn thing! Screw the
script! The just wing it already! And make it quick! >.< Duo:
::Sweatdrop:: Damn... impatient,
aren’t we? you must be REALLY horny
today, huh? ^^;;; Heero:
... ::Quirk?:: Hn. Maybe.
::Slow, evil smile forms:: Duo:
::Perk!:: Hounto???? ::Glomps onto Heero’s arm:: Heero:
::Smirks and whispers:: Hurry up with
this damn scene and we can go home and I’ll show you what I’d REALLY like to
ride... Duo:
^^ ::Blush:: [O_O
Heero?! The the F#*@ are you doing?!!!] Heero:
(Whatever the hell I want! Try and
stop me!) Come on Duo... Duo:
Uh... ::Starts firing questions at Heero at machine gun speed:: Would you fly it near or far? Would you fly to stop the war? ::Nuzzle nuzzle:: Heero:
Iie. Duo:
Would you fly to Heero:
<.< ::Cough cough:: Duo:
To the heart of outerspace? Just to
give the Bitchcraft chase? Quatre:
::Appears:: Hey! Don’t make fun of my
Uchuu no Kokoro! Duo:
>.> Q? Where the heck did you come from? Quatre:
::Blink blink:: Erm... I don’t know,
actually. <.< I thought I was with Trowa a second ago? Trowa:
You were, Little One. Quatre:
>.> Trowa! ^^
::Glomp!:: Trowa:
... Heero:
... Trowa:
::Steers Quatre out the door:: Sorry,
but if you’ll excuse us... ::Leaves:: Duo:
Um... Heero:
::Scowls:: Nice attempt, MD. It didn’t work. MD:
::Steps out of the shadows:: So sue
me... Duo:
Why? MD:
Heero’s trying to sabotage this fic! I
had to TRY to sidetrack you two! Duo:
But... ::Gets all teary eyed:: please??? MD:
>.> ::Sweatdrop:: Duo:
::Lip quivers:: MD:
-_-;;; Duo:
PLEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAASSSSSEEEEEEE????? MD:
::Throws hands up in the air*:: Fine! Do whatever you like! But you’d better make sure that this is
received well! Duo:
::Salutes:: Yes ma’am! ^_~ MD:
::Re-exits, grumbling:: Heero:
You were saying? Duo:
::Blinkies:: Oh! ^^;;; Gomen! Heero:
::Rolls eyes:: Duo:
::Ahem!:: To the moon, to the sun? When you’re bored, just for fun? Heero:
::Shakes head no:: Duo:
Will you fly her to confront Zechs? Or
how about to get home faster to have sex? Heero:
::BLUSH:: Duo... Duo:
Yeah, yeah... I have a one track mind... can you blame me? Heero:
... Duo:
::Getting antsy:: For the mission? For a friend? Just to make this damn fic end?! Heero:
::thinks about it:: Duo:
If you won’t fly her for any of this... would you fly her for a kiss? Heero:
::Quirk:: A kiss? Is that all? Duo:
::Smirks:: Well, you’d get much more
if you said yes to something so we could hurry up and leave! ::Taps foot impatiently:: Heero:
::sly smile:: Now who’s the horny one?
Duo:
>.> You know what, Yuy? Bite me. Heero:
Ryoukai. Duo:
O.o ACK!!! ::Squirm:: But Heero! Everyone’s watching us! Heero:
Let them. ::Scoops Duo up:: Duo:
Hee-ro! ::turns a very attractive
shade of red:: Heero:
I’ll tell you what... I’ll take Deathscythe out for a spin, to all those
places and more... but on one condition... Duo:
::pause:: ...which is...? Heero:
::grins wickedly:: YOU have to be in
the cockpit with me. Duo:
::mirrors Heero’s suggestive leer:: Why Heero, whatever gave you the idea
that I was going to trust you alone with my mecha ever again? Heero:
::shrugs and keeps on leering:: Duo:
::cackles as he’s carried out of the room::
I knew you’d see things my way eventually. {{And
they lived happily ever after... or something like it...}} THE
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