Double Duos

*auhors notes: i have hit a big hit of writers block.. so any ideas? send em my way!**

‘I was never debriefed about this sort of stuff!’

Duo walked back to his dorm with fast pace. He took his T-shirt out from his waistband and put it on as he reached doordoor to his dorm. He hit the button on the wall, causing the door to his room to swing open.

He closed the door behind him, punching the ‘lock’ key with his fist. His usual cheery smile disappeared as quickly as the glowing and happy look in his eyes did.

“Damn braid! Soon as this mission’s over, I’m cutting it all off! It’s a pain in the ass!” He muttered under his breath. The usual happy-go-lucky look was replaced with slyness and malice. Duo walked towards his op, op, which he’d left on the bed and opened up a secure chat line.

DM2: there’s a problem

Almost immediately, there was a reply.

Creator: What is the situation?

DM2: I was not informed of the intimate relation ship between 01 and 02. Cover almost blown.

Creator: continue with operation. Improvise where necessary. What is your location?

DM2: Peace Million. Receiving new mission from scientists in the morning or possibly the next day. Will debrief you of situation at a later date.

Creator: good work. Since you’ll have the whole night to communicate with all 5 pilots your orders are to begin to dismantling their trust with each other piece by piece. If possible begin with pilots 03 and 04. Informants claim they have an intimate relationship, which can be manipulated. Pilot 05 hasn’t been reported as having any close relationship wthe the other pilots.

DM2: understood. Any further orders?

Creator: None, but I have a team of highly skilled hackers trying to hack into Duo’s laptop but the 540 bit cypher is too complicated for even the most skilled hackers available. Continue to use the laptop provided to you and will inform you when we figure out how to open Duo’s email so you can use. Have you any information on the pilots?

DM2: As far as I can tell, 01 and 02 along with 03 and 04 have intimate relationships with each other. 05 seems to keep a distance and doesn’t like to take orders. 01 and 05 may suspect that the real Duo isn’t among them.

Creator: If necessary, eliminate any loose ends. If ANYONE is suspicious about your cover, then eliminate them. Remember son, cover your tracks at all times. Over and out.

Duo closed the chat screen and turned off the laptop. There was a knock at the door. Duo’s dark face resumed its usual cheeriness as he unlocked the door. The door swung open and revealed ther cer cheerful Quatre on the other side.

“Duo, I just got a message from Hilde on my laptop. She says that she’s sent you lots of emails but you haven’t replied them yet. Is something wrong?” Quatre asked.

“Ah Quatre! Nothing’s wrong. I never got those messages! My laptop was destroyed on my last mission so I haven’t received any new messages.” Duo said cheerfully.

Quatre looked over Duo’s shoulder.
“Then what’s that on your bed?” Quatre asked, trying not to sound suspicious.

Duo turned around to see the closed black laptop sitting on his bed.
“Ah that! That one I stole from a computer store after I came out of hiding,” Duo explained cheerfully.

Quatre gave Duo a weird look.
“Why can’t you access your emails from this laptop?”

“Er.. Because I kinda changed the program on my emails so that I can only receive it on my laptop that ended up being destroyed so that only I can read the emails.” Duo explained while absently playing with his braid.

“Oh..” Quateplieplied.

“Don’t ask,” Duo assured Quatre. “It’s Duo logic,” He said as he exited the room with Quatre.


Quatre walked towards the kitchen to make sandwiches, when they passed the hanger. A large ship had just docked into the hanger and a teenage girl began exiting the ship. Howard was standing by the door to the hanger and saw the two pilots looking into the hanger.

“That girl claims she’s psychic you know..” Howard commented.

“Cool,” Duo smiled. ‘If she find out who I am, I’ll have to kill her tonight,’ he thought to himself.

“Who is she Howard?” Quatre asked.
“That’s d’s daughter,” Heero butted in.

“Whoah! Heero! Where’d you come from? You scared the bageezes outa me!” Duo squealed, holding his hand to his chest.

Heero’s expression didn’t change.
“I *was* waiting in the kitchen for your specialty sandwich you’ve been boasting about, but you never showed up, so I came looking for you.”

Duo gave a sheepish laugh.
“Oh yeh.. oops.”

“So how come J has a daughter and didn’t tell us about it?” Quatre asked, ignoring Heero and Duo’s conversation.

“One thing you learn from wars is never let anyone know you have living relatives. They’re the first ones your enemies will target. J tends to keep his private life very secretive. He only says what’s needed to be said,” Heero commented as the three pilots and Howard watched the girl greet J.

“Now I know why you became so stoic Heero,” Duo smiled. Heero glared at him. Duo hed.hed.
“I was joking Heero!”

“Come on Duo, I’m hungry now too. You can make me one of your sandwiches too while you’re at it,” Quatre said as he led the other two pilots out of the hanger doorway.

“Oi! Why is it *my* turn to make lunch!?” Duo squealed.
“Because you offered,” Heero replied.
“You dug your hole, now lie in it and make us some sandwiches Duo!” Quatre joked.

Howard stayed at the hanger doorway as he watched a second girl exit the ship. She followed the first girl and greeted J and the other scientists. The two raven haigirlgirls followed the scientists out of the hanger.

* * * *

“MMM! These sandwiches aren’t bad Duo! Very well done!” Quatre complimented as he took another bite. Heero remained quiet. Duo tilted his head and watched Heero eat.
“Good?” Duo asked, waiting for Heero’s approval. Heero nodded and winked at Duo.

Quatre finished his bite and put the remaining sandwich down on his plate.
“Trowa’s here,” he announced and stood from his seat.

Heero and Duo looked at each other and then Quatre.
“Err.. how could you possibly know that Quatre?” Duo scratched his head.
The blonde boy smiled.
“I just do,” he said and continued out the door.

Duo looked at Heero.
“How does he do that?”

* * * *
“And Rei, this is going to be your room for the time being,” Dr G announced, leading one of the raven haired girls into the dorm next to Duo’s. The other girl stood outside in the hallway. Dr J had left them with Dr G, as he went to check up on the Heavy-arms Gundam.

“Hello,” Quatre smiled as he approached the girl. She had long raven hair was tied up in a high ponytail that flowed past her shoulders, her bangs were long with tips of red in them. She wore a black t-shirt and gray worn out jeans. “I’m Quatre,” he continued. The girl smiled softly and looked at Quatre with her green eyes.

“My name’s Nadine, Nice to meet you Quatre.”
“I hear you’re Dr J’s daughter. I’m also told you’re a psychic?”
“Something like that,” Nadine drifted off. “You have to go see you’re friend now. He’s waiting for you.”
“Yes.. I know.”

Dr G exited the dorm he showed Rei and ran towards the hanger, completely ignoring Quatre and Nadine.

“Oh No! Trowa!” Quatre yelled. Just as he was about to follow Dr G, the second raven haired girl came out of the dorm.
“ fri friend is okay. His Gundam’s system has a busted super chip that needs fixing urgently,” The girl said re-assuringly. “Sorry, I’m being rude. My name’s Rei.” The girl held her hand out and Quatre shook it.

“If you don’t mind me asking, are you two sisters?” Quatre asked the girls. The two girls looked at each other and smiled.

“Isn’t it obvious?” Rei answered. Quatre went red in the face from embarrassment. He didn’t even notice that Rei also had long raven hair that was tied up in a high ponytail that flowed past her shoulders. She wore a tight sleeveless black top and blue hipster jeans. Her raven bangs were also long and had deep blue streaks running through them, which seemed to make her deep blue eyes stand out more.

“Sorry, I’m just anxious to meet my friend Trowa, that’s all,” Quatre smiled sheepishly.

“Yo! Quatre!” Duo shouted from the kitchen. Duo was standing in the kitchen doorway, looking out to Quatre and the two girls. “Is Trowa here?”

Quatre turned to face Duo and nodded. The braided boy smiled and returned to the kitchen.
“See! I told you Heero! He *is* here! Now pay up, you owe me 5 bucks!” Duo could be heard squealing.

Quatre returned his vision to the sisters.

“No past,” Nadine whispered.
“Yeah, Duo hasn’t really got a past. He’s never had a family, and he’s been living in an orphanage since he was about 9 I think,” Quatre explained.

Rei shook her head.
“That’s not what she means..”

“Then what?”

“Quatre!” a voice called from the hanger door. Quatre shifted his attention to his lover.

“Trowa!”

* * * *

Meanwhile...

“It’s al yours Fred.”
“Great.. I have to baby sit a frozen kid.”

The security guard sat at the nearest desk and sat down.
“No TV, no radio.. What do they expect me to do all night?” The man complained as he leaned back on the desk chair. The skinny security man looked around the room. Most of the lights were off, but he could still make out the hanging lab coats, the computers and the refrigerated samples on the other end of the lab.

In the center of the room was a large cylinder shaped container standing upright. Lights that had been inserted in the top and bottom of the liquid filled cylinder revealed a young boy. The security guard tried to figure out what was so important about this kid as he studied the person in the canister, taking guesses at what the young lad’s life might be about.

The figure seemed lifeless, but the little monitor at the foot of the cylinder said otherwise. The boy was wearing only a pair of black shorts and sporting a long chestnut braid. A mask was placed over the boy’s mouth that had a tube leading to the top of the tank.

‘Probably an oxygen mask or something..’ Fred thought.

Suddenly the little monitor at the foot of the canisteepeeeped softly.

“H.. Heero..” the boy whispered.

The security guard shot up from his seat. He picked up the phone and dialed the number written next to the phone.

“Hello, is this Miss Une?”

“This is she..”

“Er.. My name’s Fred, I’m the security guard at Research Lab number 453.. er.. the boy in the cryo container just talked.. is he supposed to do that?”

“No. He isn’t. Call the other scientists on the list and I’ll be there in about 20 minutes.”

* * * *


“I’m really sorry father, but my instincts are telling me to leave. If I don’t, something bad is going to happen to me.” Nadine explained as she boarded the space shuttle.

J stood in the hanger with Howard and the Gundam pilots.
“My dear, what d pod possibly happen to you here?” J asked. “I want you here, onboard the Peace Million with Rei and I.”

Nadine shook her head.
“I can’t explain. I really must leave.” She said. ‘I know if I don’t leave, that guy with the braid will kill me. I can feel it..’ she thought to herself.

* * * *

“Hey Howard,” Duo called. “What was with that Nadine chick today. She looked like she was leaving in a hurry.”

Howard finished chewing his pasta and wiped his mouth.
“All she said was that she had a bad feeling and had to leave. I guess she went back to her mother’s place on Earth. Poor Professor J. He’d been looking forward to seeing her for months. That’s the way it is when you’re in the business we’re in.”

Duo nodded.
“At least he’s got a family to go back to when this is all done,” Duo sighed.
‘When this is all over Une said she’d adopt me as her child. Then I’d have a place to go thi this is all over,” Duo thought to himself.

Howard finished his dinner and left the kitchen. Duo sat alone. Trowa and Quatre walked into the kitchen smiling.
“What’s going on?” Duo muffled with a mouthful of food.

Quatre sat down across from Duo at the table while Trowa warmed up the pot of spaghetti for himself and Quatre.
“Trowa just told me that once this war’s over he’s going to move onto my father’s resource satellite with me. I’m going to be taking it over once my sisters fix up the paper work,” Quatre winked at Trowa. uo ruo raised an eyebrow. ‘This is my chance.’
“So when did you decide all this Trowa?”

Trowa filled two plates with spaghetti and brought them to the table for himself and Quatre.
“Well Quatre and I are from different space colonies, and once this war’s over we’d end up separating unless one of us moves. Quatre\'s got a duty to take over the family business so it makes more sense for me to move there with him,” the green eyed boy said. Duo nodded in acknowledgement and returned to his pasta.

The phone near the door rang. The ever-childish Duo ran to the phone.
“Heyloo.. you’ve called the kitchen, we’re eating at the moment, but if you’d like to leave a message, please do so after the beep... BEEP!”

“Duo.. Stop being an ass. Howard wants to see Trowa in the hanger,” Heero said.

“Sheez. No need to bite Heero! Fine I’ll tell him. C-ya,” Duo grumbled. Duo hung up the phone and turned to Trowa.
“Heero says that Howard wants to see you in the hanger.”
Silently, Trowa got up and exited the room.

‘Here’s my chance.’
“Quatre, you do know that Trowa doesn’t really want to move onto the resource satellite with you,” Duo said casually. Quatre swallowed his food and put down his fork.
“What makes you say that Duo?” Quatre asked. After Trowa, Duo was Quatre’s best friend. He trusted Duo with his life.

“Well I heard Trowa talking to Heero about how he feels obligated to move because he knows you’ll want to stay with him after the war. He’d already planned to go back to the circus with Catherine where he is happiest most. Now with him moving to the resource satellite, he knows he’ll hardly ever get to see his sister again. He’s not happy Quatre. Personally, if your know he’s going to be unhappy with you because he’s going to be away from his real home, I’d say its time you let him go.”

“Let him go Duo? I don’t think I could ever let him go!” Quatre bowed his head at the thought. Duo got up from his seat across the table and sat next to Quatre.
“Try not to think of it as ‘letting go.’ Try to think of it as being a little more distant than you two usually are.” Duo put his arm around Quatre’s shoulder. “Isn’t Trowa’s happiness the most important thing to you at the moment?” Duo asked innocently.
Quatre began to slowly agree with Duo. “All I want is for Trowa to be happy,” the blonde boy explained. “I just don’t think I could just let him go. It’d destroy him!”

Duo got up and put his empty plate in the dishwasher. He walked towards the door and opened it. “Would it?” and with that Duo left the room.

* * * *

“Heero”
“Hn?”
“Whatcha thinking about at this very moment?”
“Ways of upgrading the Zero system.”
*sigh*
“What?”
“ah.. nothing.”
“Duo?”
“Yeah”
“When this war’s over, where are you going to go?”
“Home is where you make it, baby. Wherever life takes me I guess. You?”
“I was hoping to buy a house and live on Earth. What do you think? Want to move in with me?”

* * * *

That night Duo woke up finding himself still in Heero’s embrace.
‘Good. Heero trusts me completely. It’ll be the end of him,’ thought the god of death. The violet-eyed boy raised his head slightly off Heero’s chest so he could better hear Trowa and Quatre arguing in the next room. ‘Perfect. Three down. One to go.’

* * * *

“What happened here!?” Lady Une yelled. A small geeky man spoke up.
“Well upon first inspection I thought the subject had merely talked in his sleep, which is impossible in the cryo-chamber. So I did a more thorough search and as it turns out, he is.. well WAS unconscious and was possibly aware of his whereabouts. I took a look at the recording of his brain waves, and as you can see here ma’am, there are beta waves, which indicate that he indeed was awake. We’ve tried giving him a stronger dose of sedatives, but the boy seems to be rejecting it. He is drifting in and out of consciousness, which should be impossible.”

Lady Une removed her glasses and rubbed her tired .
“.
“Can we move him?”
The small man was almost afraid to answer the stern woman. “I’m sorry Lady Une. Moving him may actually wake him fully. Unless we can find the right combination of sedatives, we wont be able to hold him for very long.”

Une put her glasses back on and sighed. “Very well. If he continues to reject the sedatives, then put him in restraints. I want written updates on him every hour, is that understood?”

“Yes ma’am..”

* * * *