GOD DAMN IT DUO! You always manage to screw things up! Heero scolded the Death Scythe Gundam pilot.

How? What the HELL could I have possibly done now? Duo responded with a tone of frustration.

The way you landed that thing I wouldnt be surprised if the dead OZ soldiers could hear you! You and your perfect fucking landing job. Heero continued scolding the braided haired pilot. I swear Duo, one more error, and I will toss you into your Gundam cockpit and hit the self-destruct detonation switch. Heero yelled boldly as he swiftly punched Duo in the lower abdominal area.

Ughh.. Damn it! Heero! It was an accident.. The braided pilot groaned from a quick spasms as he fell to his knees doubling over in pain from Heeros blow. His eyes clenching shut. His breaths grown deeper with the agony of the unprepared for strike.

Get up Duo! Heero bellowed, lending a hand to his comrade. Not excepting the gesture of help Duo smacked Heeros hand away from him.

You fucking touch me again. He growled in a low voice with his eye looking towards the ground, Ill kill you Heero Yuy! he hissed.

Heero grunted at Duos comment, then released a cocky arrogant laugh at the braid haired pilot.

This is THE last time well ever do a mission together! Duo threatened.

Yeah OK, like Ill believe that! Heeros response was. Now get up. We have to complete this mission. Heero ordered.

Duo stood now, still favoring his abdominal area. His usually grin had disappeared. He seemed more depressed, or angry even upset. Heero seemed affected by Duos change in expression as well. It wasnt like him to be so upset.

Cmon Duo, get over it, dont be mad. said Heero to the upset pilot.

You fucking knocked the wind out of me. You wonder why I always paint a smile on for you Heero! Im NOT a perfect soldier Heero. Im not like you! Duo released months worth of built of pain that was locked inside him. Duo angry enough lunged forward pounding his fist into the crevice of Heeros chest, causing Heero to lose his breath as well.

Hmph! Grunted the cobalt eyed pilot. Nice shot, youll get that one for free. He snorted.

Basterd! Cried the violet eyed pilot, lunging forward again at Heero, only to find himself wrapped in the arms of Miliardo Peacecraft, the other soldier on the mission as well as Duos, girlfriends, brother. Quatra Rebar bra Winner, the pilot of Sandrok Gundam restrained Heero.

Stop it! Cried the blonde haired pilot, as he released Heero now. You must NOT fight! He ordered.

He brought this on himself! Heero growled.

Duo was released by Miliardo, he turned a way from the other pilots, almost as if he were ashamed to be there at all. Miliardo placed a hand on Duos shoulder to gain his attention.

Why are we even on this mission anyway..? Duo softly but, angrily asked, as he turned again to face them all.

Heero bursted with anger now, You stupid, ignorant asshole! I told you before, Were on this mission to destroy the last OZ base!

Duo, seemed to grow a bit more angry at this moment, but then he shrugged and tried to keep his cool.

What got him all fired up? Quatra asked while looking towards Heero.

I punched him. Heero answered quickly and almost cockily.

AGAIN!! Duo cried out in anger.

Quiet! Miliardo interrupted! Ive had enough with your adolescent warfare. The long silver haired pilot spoke calmly.

Im out of here. The Death Scythe pilot stormed off, in the direction of the Gundams.

Be gone then! Heero snorted.

That fucking arrogant basterd! No one orders me around! Duo Maxwell, does not get stepped on! He ranted while walking away from the other pilots. When Duo reached the Gundams he walked over to Death Scythe and waved farewell to it for now. Sorry old buddy, Ill be moving along with out you for now. He began walking away from his Gundam only to encounter a pretty shady looking Oz soldier.

Stop right there. The Oz soldier spoke angrily as he pointed a pistol at the braided haired pilot. Duo smirked as he looked way from the tattered Oz soldier.

Look Pal pick another time to be getting all heroic for your group. Duo said un- entertained by the Oz soldiers antics.

You disrespectful, asshole! The oz soldier growing with angry in his tone .

I might as well shoot you now for all the damage you have done to the Oz foundation, and its people. You and the rest of the damn Gundam pilots! He spoke with a true maniacal twitch in his voice. He held his position, the pistol aimed at Duo still, as he pulled the hammer back on the gun, and his finger going for the trigger.

Duo smirked. A small grin appearing on his face. He placed his arms into the air, as if he were giving up. Do it then. Dont just toy with me. Shoot me then! Duo provoked.

The Oz soldier was no fool, he called Duos bluff, pulling the trigger. The bullet nailed Duo in his left shoulder. With a quick twist and a blood curt ling scream, his body fell to the ground grasping the bullet wound immediately. The Oz soldier ran off into the depth of the woods now, figuring he finished the job.

Duos cry was loud, and could probably be heard clearly, by one of the near by pilots.

DUO! Heero, turned in shock. His tone surprised and unsure.

What happened? Whats a matter Heero? Quatra asked interpretively.

You didnt hear that cry? Heero exclaimed.

No. What are you talking about Heero? Quatra impatiently asked.

Heero felt like he was speaking to a complete moron at the moment.

Im going after him, carry on with out me! Heero ordered running off in the direction that the braided pilot had.

Well isnt this an ironic situation. Duo laughed at his misery. My god, how can I be so stupid? Duo groaned to himself. He pulled himself over towards the hand of the Death Scythe Gundam, so that he may lean upon it. Blood gushed from that bullet wound. Not to far from his hear the penetration proved.

Duo! Heero called.

Dont let him find you like this. Hell just laugh at you and bring you down even further. Duo contemplated. No, he wont. He heard your cry. Hes come to help you. Now called for him damn it! He debated some more with himself.

Heero! Duo decided he wanted to live, as he called out Heeros name.

Duo where are you!? Heero called with a tone of worry.

Near the Gundam cockpit. Duo could barely raise his voice now.

Heero ran faster through the woods. He finally reached Duo, to find his soaked in his own blood. Heeros response was shock to see his comrade in a chaotic mess like that.

Who did this? Heero first question was.

A demented, Oz soldier.

Heero gentle cradled his fallen companion in his arms.

Im sorry Heero...

For what? Being a man? Heero questioned Duos apology.

For the waste of air Ive become on this mission. Duo spoke, so sorrowfully.

Shut-up Duo! Who the hell did this!? Heero questioned again. He grew impatient with himself and his injured friend.

Dont you die on my you fool. Heero spoke softly.

Im not going to die, you moron. Im just weak and in an enormous amount of pain. Duo retorted. A few tears appeared in his violet eyes.

Duo... Heero whispered. I...I.. Heero couldnt get what he wanted to say out. The sketchiness in his voice almost seemed apologetic. Heero ripped a part of his tank top off, so that he had a cloth to help him apply pressure to the braided haired pilots wound. Duo turned his face away as the Cobalt eyed pilot applied pressure. He didnt want to scream as the pressure applied even more pain. He forced himself not to.

He got me good, eh He-Man? Duo joked. His normal grin appeared on his face. I take it back Heero. Your practically a brother to me. I hated every word that we said back there. Duo spoke softly. Unable to look at Heero.

Brother? Gasped Heero in a whisper. I didnt know Duo. . . Heero responded pulling the chestnut haired pilot closer to him. Duos head lay against Heeros chest. Duo, Im sorry. Duo, was like a doll now in Heeros arms.

Dont move! Cried the same twisted Oz soldier from earlier. Pointing his pistol at Heero holding Duo. This is just to easy! I mean gees, two Gundam pilots in one day. Two of the best so Ive heard. Gundam pilot of Wing Zero, Heero Yuy and Gundam Pilot of Death Scythe Duo Maxwell. This is all to good. The Oz soldier spoke as if he just won something. The tone of pure excitement filling his words. You like my handy work? He asked referring to the violet eyed pilot, whom he shot earlier.

Youve made yourself easy prey, by coming back for more. Heero spoke monotone. Fighting his rage at that very moment. With out a second more, Heero was up with his gun in his hands. Aiming it quickly at the demented Oz soldier, who seemed infatuated with his fist victim. You die! Heeros last words were before he pulled the trigger. The bullet hit the Oz soldier directly in the throat. Silence fell upon the three soldiers. Heero watched the Oz soldiers smile drop, a blood befell from the wound. Quickly to his knees the soldier fell. Then onto his back, lifeless with no more struggle for air which he could no longer in take.

Moron. Heero announced as he watched the soldier die before him. Duo. He whispered, quickly remembering his falling comrade.

Heero.. Help me up will ya? The braided haired pilot asked. Words barely audible.

No.

Heero, for once in your life will you just listen to me! Duos cried.

Heero nodded. To the violet eyed pilots surprise though, Heero lifted his gun, to where it seemed as though he were aiming it at Duo.

Heero, no.. I.. I didnt mean.. Duos words were choppy and the fear was in his breath. Heero pulled the trigger once more on his gun. Duo thought he had been shot again, but then he heard the thud behind him. Realizing his eyes were closed he hadnt noticed that Heero was really aiming at other Oz soldier, not to far behind Duo. In relief Duo laughed, then sighed, using his good arm to wipe his forehead. Thank you.

Dont thank me... please.... Its my fault your like this in the first place. Heero admitted.

How can you say that?

I took my anger out on you. Now look what my anger, did to you! Heero sad angrily but, yet sorrowful.

Heero are you being- The Death Scythe pilot cut of the rest of that sentence, he didnt want to make Heero feel anymore regret. Never mind, just help me up. Duo changed the subject.

Heero knelt down to Duos level, wrapping the violet eyed pilots right arm around the back of the cobalt eyed pilots neck. Then Heero using his arms to help support and raise Duo from the ground. Small whimpers escaped Duo as fresh new stings of pain shot through him.

Duo your right, you are like a brother. Heero confessed. Every mission I was sent on to murder you, I couldnt. I always ended up helping you, or even rescuing you.

Duos strength returned a bit, after having heard Heeros unusual confession.

Can you fly your Gundam? Heero asked.

I can try, But, I'll keep an update if I become to weak. His voice still sketchy.

Ok, Ill be following close by you. Heero responded. Ill let the others know to continue the mission with out us. Now get in your Gundam we need to get you some help. Heero urged him to get moving.

Thanks man...Duos voice faded a bit now, as he entered the cockpit of Death Scythe.

 

Duo, the others have agreed to move on with out us. How are you feeling?

Like shit but, Im alright ...I guess. Duo was lying, his face showed only pain. It appeared in his eyes fighting to stay open. His body hunched over a bit and his head hanging just slightly to look out. His arms rested on the controls, is only support it seemed.

Your lying to me. Heero investigated. Heero moved his Gundam towards Duos, wrapping the monster size arms of the Wing Zero around the Death Scythe, to guide it.

I feel so helpless He-Man. Duo whimpered slightly.

Its alright Duo, as of right now, I'm pretty sure you have a legitimate excuse as to why Im carrying you and your Gundam. Heero sarcastically responded.

Heero?

Yeah?

You know, when I first met you, you were the type of person, where first impressions meant a lot. When I looked at you, all I wanted to do was, find your weakness. I knew thered only be one.

You think you figured it out?

Actually, yeah..

Enlighten me.

When I said brother, back there, you cracked. Your hard to be broken sternness, faded, I saw compassion. Compassion in those always murderous eyes. Duo confessed. Heero fell silent. Duo continued.

Youve always been close to me. Even if it did seem like a pure hatred situation. It was always You and I...We started off as enemys yes, Ill admit. But, we ended up in situations where we couldnt kill each other. No matter how many times we were told to.

You shot me. Heero brought up.

I was defending a lady.. besides that was the first time we really met and it was on really bad grounds. Duo defended.

I suppose you have a point. Heero agreed.

You really are like a brother to me. Whether you admit it or not.. Ill love you to death He-Man. Your all Ive got left, with exception of my fair lady. The chestnut colored haired conversed so much that soon his words became faded and unclear. Its hard to really explain how I felt when I was shot but, I was grateful that it was you, of all people, to have come to my aid. Its Funny that Im confessing all my feelings to you, as Im like this, I guess it takes a life threatening thing to spill it all out. Duo continued. Heero finally interrupted.

Duo, I dont know if you knew this yet about me, my real name isnt Heero Yuy.

Then what is it? Duo softly responded.

I dont really remember. I lost my identity a little after child birth I suppose. I had been placed in an orphanage for most of my young years but, then taken, when the orphanage burnt down. Heero confessed.

Your kidding me? Duo exclaimed in disbelief. The orphanage I was in, burnt down as well. What colony was the orphanage on?

If I recall well enough, L2. Duos silence, to this response by Heero, left Heero in the agony of suspense.

...Heero? Duo finally responded. Im really to weak to continue with this. May we talk more some other time?

Yeah. Rest man.

Thanks... see ya soon hopefully.

Heero watched as his comrade soon faded away in his cockpit, to the point of unconsciousness. Heero absorbed every word that Duo spoke of. Every ounce of compassion that poured out of his violet eyed friend.