Title: Bullet with Butterfly Wings

Author: Gaia

Pairings: 1+2, 3+4

Rating: PG-13-R

Warnings: THIS IS NOT A SONGFIC! (I promise…) slight language, slight sexual content, self-insertion, slight OOC, AU….um.. I think that's it….

Disclaimers: pouts The Gundam Pilots don't belong to me, but I love to play with them! If you wanna give them to me for free, I'll take 'em… Also, the song belongs to the Smashing Pumpkins, I just borrowed the title…

Notes: This fic is a little different from what I usually write. It's in first person and it's Heero's POV…. grins But it's fun to write.

Feedback: I'd love it!

Archived: pwease? Just ask me…

Bullet with Butterfly Wings by Gaia

Duo's Secret

There's always been something different about him. He's so pale, so strong. His body hides who he really is; it shows a delicate, elfin boy instead of a hardened terrorist.

Even Quatre's muscles show. Without a shirt, he looks menacing to say the least. But Duo… you'd think he had never lifted anything, let alone the weights he did. He's strong, though. Almost as strong as me.

It bothers me that I can't figure him out. I will though, no matter what it takes.

Duo bounded into the room, his eyes almost glowing with excitement.

"Hey, Heero? Want to go play a game of basketball with me? The Docs have given us a few days off!"

I snorted. I already knew about the mini-vacation.

Duo pouted.

"Don't you want to play with me?" I started at the suggestive words. Looking over at him, I saw humor glinting in his eyes for just a second before his entire face became a picture of hurt.

"Hn." I stood, walking past Duo. As I reached the front door, I looked back over my shoulder and saw that unhappy face.

"Well? Are you coming or what?"

A grin spread across his face and he was suddenly pressed up against me, hugging me to him tightly.

I stiffened in the embrace, not knowing what to do, and then he was gone, already racing down the sidewalk with a basketball in his hand.

Sometimes, it seemed, he was faster than even me.

Duo and I leaned back against the chain-link fence of the court.

"Good game, Yuy."

"Thanks, Duo."

We sat in companionable silence until a small group of kids came by to see if we were still using the court.

"Hey, Heero?" Duo's voice held a note of seriousness I had never heard before. I acknowledged him with a grunt.

"What are we really fighting for?"

"Peace, Duo. We're fighting to end this war so kids like that don't have to fight like we do."

This answer seemed to satisfy him, but left him quiet for the rest of the short walk back.

Duo's laptop beeped incessantly. He wasn't in the room. I listened carefully and could just barely make out the sounds of the shower running. The other three pilots had gone out to pick up dinner.

The beeping reminded me of the braided pilots chatter, unending and annoying.

I stood from my own laptop and only meant to turn off the volume, but I knew so little about him.

I 'accidentally' clicked on the message and was rewarded with code filling the screen. Quickly deciphering it, I discovered that it appeared to be a phone number, date and time. The date and time were later tonight.

"We're supposed to be on vacation…"

In the back of my mind, I was paying attention to the shower and heard it turn off.

I quickly minimized the window, making it look like I had not touched his computer and flew across the room to sit in front of my own computer.

I had just started typing again when Duo walking in, a towel slung across his hips and his hair flowing around him damply.

He was… gorgeous. I had never really noticed before. Duo had a masculine beauty and I was reacting to it.

He dropped his towel, his back to me and I wanted to get up and walk over to him. I shook my head silently to clear it of these thoughts and tried to continue typing.

My fingers didn't want to cooperate. I looked at the computer screen, trying to figure out what I was trying to type. My screen was filled with gibberish.

Giving up, I turned back to Duo, thankful that he had braided his hair and put on black silk boxers.

"You have a message on your laptop. I hit mute because it was annoying as hell, kind of like you."

Duo laughed, throwing his head back.

"So, the Perfect Soldier has a sense of humor. I would never have guessed." He walked over to his laptop, not bothering to finish getting dressed.

"Shit, you've got to be fucking kidding me. Fuck!" Duo slammed the top of his computer closed and angrily stalked over to his bed, mumbling about lying scum and forgotten vacations.

"What's wrong, Duo?" I asked, shocked by his reactions.

"Hm? Oh… it's nothing. Don't worry about it." Duo threw himself on his bed, apparently done talking.

I sat at my computer, lost in thought.

I waited to go to bed that night, trying to find out what was going on with Duo.

At precisely 12:53, one hour before he was supposed to call the number, Duo yawned.

"I'm going to bed. Turn off the light when you finish." Duo flopped on his bed and was almost immediately asleep.

I wasn't fooled. I shut everything down for the night, well aware that Duo had 'accidentally' left his computer on, but in standby.

I got into bed and watched Duo for the next hour, pretending to sleep just like he was. At 1:51, he slid slowly out of bed and tiptoed to his computer, moving his mouse to 'wake it up', as he called it.

He jotted down the information from the message and hurried out of the room and down the stairs.

Almost as silently as the master of stealth himself, I followed Duo to the living room and overheard the tail end of his conversation.

"… Why now? This is supposed to be my fucking vacation, G! Do you realize how long it's been since I had a break? Even J is letting his Perfect Soldier take a break and he's not even fighting two fucking wars!" Duo sat on the couch, his head in his hands.

I saw the mushroom shaped head of his mentor on screen sigh.

"I can't do this for much longer. One or the other war has to end soon, or I'll go crazy."

"I truly am sorry, Duo. This needs to be done and you know it. It's getting worse. You contacts are in Fairfield, Connecticut. They'll find you. Be there tomorrow by 9:00 p.m." The vid-phone disconnected, leaving the room in darkness.

Duo stood up and walked out of the room through the other door. Seconds later, the front door slammed shut.

A keening wail sounded in the yard, causing me to jump. I raced through the room, throwing open the front door and immediately stopped.

Duo lay curled in a ball, crying into the grass. I backed up slowly, not knowing how to deal with him like this.

I retreated all the way to our room and lay in bed, waiting for Duo to come back. Three hours later, Duo walked slowly into the room and stood over my bed, looking down at me.

"Heero… I'm going to miss you, buddy. I might not come back this time, so don't forget me." Duo stifled a sob and walked to his bed. He rolled into it and folded his hands behind his head, staring at the ceiling.

Duo's alarm clock clicked on, blasting hard rock music into the nearly silent room.

My eyes popped open at the first strains of the music, but Duo was already rolling over to turn it off.

I blinked in surprise. I always woke up before Duo when his alarm went off. He slept like the dead. I studied his face as he got up and went to his closet. Dark circles rimmed his eyes, proving that he hadn't slept.

I had apparently dozed off before he set his alarm because it was now 8:00 in the morning and Duo usually didn't even stir before noon.

Pulling out his black duffle bag, he started to pack it with the essentials: clothes, shower supplies, boots, blankets, etc.

When he had finished packing, he walked out of the room.

I had noticed that he hadn't packed his usual supply of weaponry.

Before I could think about that for long, Duo stalked back into the room with a bag I had never seen before.

It was a black duffle bag, with more pockets than I had ever seen. The straps were all embroidered with silver designs that I didn't understand. They looked similar to ancient glyphs from what I could tell.

Duo dropped it on the bed and walked back to his closet. The outfit he took out looked more like it was made for clubbing than a mission.

I held my breath while he pulled on the clothes.

Black leather clung to his body like a second skin. The black turtle neck he pulled on over his head seemed to absorb the small amount of light in the room. He sat on the bed and slid his feet into his usual scuffed, black, calf-length boots and laced them up with practiced ease.

Duo stood and stretched. I watched as his turtle neck rose, revealing a pale expanse of his stomach. He walked back to his closet for a final time and pulled out another item he had managed to keep hidden. He pulled on the black leather trench coat that clung tightly to his body, just barely skimming the ground as he moved.

I was in shock. Duo wasn't just gorgeous anymore, he was downright sexy.

He unzipped the second largest pocket of the black and silver duffle bag and pulled out an array of weaponry. He flipped the sides of the trench coat out, slipping daggers into sheaths that I hadn't seen before. Gleaming silver blades slid into this boots, sheaths on his thighs, and at his hips. What appeared to be stakes flipped up into his hands and were hidden away up his sleeves. It seemed to me that he was now the God of Death he claimed to be.

I waited a second as he pulled the zipper closed on the duffle bag and then sat up in my bed.

"What are you doing?" I asked, hoping I could hide the fact that I knew he was leaving.

"I have a mission and I have to leave in ten minutes." Duo picked up both duffle bags as if nothing was out of the ordinary and walked out of the room. I followed him slowly as he headed for Deathscythe's hiding place.

I lost control of my mouth at that point and heard myself asking what kind of mission it was.

Duo stopped and turned. He glared at me, his purple eyes flashing.

"Not a mission I can talk about, Yuy. You've had those before." Duo growled and flipped back around.

I stood dumbly as he pulled the camouflage netting off Deathscythe and climbed up and in. The trench coat flowed behind him, blocking my view of his legs. Instead of an actual climb, it seemed like he was floating up to the cockpit. For all I know, he could have been, his climb went by so quickly.

A plan formed in my head as I watched him prep his Gundam and take off. A smirk crossed my lips and I bolted back into the house after he was out of sight.

Racing back to our room, I pulled out my already packed duffle bag and snatched my laptop.

Quatre gave me the Look as I raced back through the house, heading for Wing Zero. I promised myself I would contact them as soon as I was in the air.

Hastily stowing the duffle bag and making sure my gun was pressing against my back like it normally did, I prepped Wing and took off.

As soon as I was airborne, I popped open the top of my laptop and typed code quickly. Maps flashed across the screen, showing five scattered, blinking dots.

My fingers clicked out the last part of the code necessary. DSDM. One dot flickered as its map was pulled up and took over the screen of the laptop. Smirking for the second time that day, I plotted my course and put Wing on auto-pilot. Leaning back smugly, I opened a communication line with the safe house we had been at for the past week.

"Heero? Where are you going? And, for that matter, where is Duo going? He looked like he was headed out for a mission, but he couldn't be. We're supposed to be on vacation…" Quatre rambled on for another minute or so, not allowing me to get a word in.

"Quatre," I cut him off. "Duo is headed for Connecticut. Why, I don't know. That is why I'm following him. He said he's headed for a mission and the conversation he had with Dr. G on the phone last night could only confirm that, but it doesn't add up. If G were to give Duo a mission, J wouldn't hesitate on calling me back in." I smiled at the astonished look on Quatre's face.

"He said he's going on a mission? Conversation with G? Why didn't he tell us about this?"

"I honestly don't know, Quatre, but I intend to find out." I closed the link to the safe house, satisfied that they knew what was going on.

I made myself comfortable for the long flight and drifted off, my eyes focused on the blinking red dot that was Duo Maxwell until they grew heavy and closed.

Four hours later.

Wing Zero touched down gently in an abandoned field.

Glancing at the map on my laptop, I confirmed that Duo was close-by, but not close enough to detect me.

Maneuvering Wing into the tree-line, I hopped out with my duffle bag and laptop and covered my Gundam with camouflage netting.

I checked my position one last time to confirm the fifteen minute walk to town and closed the top, sliding it into the duffle bag.

Walking down a well-beaten path, I marveled at the beauty of the day even as I wondered what my braided partner was up to.

Twenty minutes later.

Fairfield, Connecticut was different from what I had imagined it to be. It looked like a quaint little village, not the bustling metropolis that it actually was.

I stood on the sidewalk, gazing at all of the stores, wondering which one Duo would wait in until 9:00. I rapidly found my answer in the large black letters on a brick building.

Borders Bookstore, the sign proclaimed. I grinned. I knew I would find Duo in the bookstore, especially since it had a café in it. The two things that Duo loved most: books and food. It was his version of heaven.

I walked quickly past the windows of café part, knowing that if Duo looked up, he would immediately know that I followed him. Luckily, it seemed that he was engrossed in a rather thick, leather-bound book. I stepped closer to see what it was and was shocked by what I saw.

The leather was a brownish red with gold filigree painted in flower and leaf patterns. The Complete Works of William Shakespeare was written down the middle of the cover, shining brightly in the light of the café. I backed up, not knowing what to think anymore.

Duo was fighting two wars, he had a serious side, he was absolutely gorgeous, and now he was reading Shakespeare. I couldn't think. I had to sit down.

Stumbling backwards, I ran for the back of the store and sank into one of the chairs by the manga section.

Slowly, my breathing calmed and my heart returned to its normal beat. He was more different than I had assumed. He had looked so into what he was reading, but I wouldn't have thought that he would understand it. Old English is hard to understand, but he seemed to be having no problems.

I have no idea how long I sat in that chair thinking about Duo. The next thing I really remember is looking up and realizing that it was night. I glanced quickly at my watch. It was 7:55.

I breathed in sigh of relief. Duo wouldn't have left yet. He still had time.

"So, we have an hour, right?" A soft, feminine alto voice interrupted my thoughts.

"Yeah. An hour until we meet him. I'm excited, aren't you?" A slightly higher voice, contralto probably, confirmed my suspicions.

Whoever was on the other side of the bookcase I sat near were the ones that Duo was meeting tonight. They carried on their conversation, unaware that they were being listened to.

"Are you going to buy the next Gravitation?" the first voice asked.

"Of course. I want to find out what happens next with Shuichi and Yuki. You know you want to know to…"

I stood, trying to catch a glimpse of the two women and failed. The bookcases were taller than I had thought a first sight.

Peeking around the corner, I caught sight of the two women… no, girls… who were to be Duo's contacts.

The shorter one was clutching a manga to her red and black corseted chest while leaning down to read more titles. The corset was pulled tightly, allowing quite a bit of flesh to be visible above the neckline. Tight black pants clung to her slim body, disappearing into knee length black and red leather boots. The final touch to the outfit was the black leather trench coat that trailed on the floor.

Her companion was dressed similarly. Her tank top was a green and back wrap, the black hiding most of the green where it slashed over her shoulder. She wore suede pants that softened the hard lines of muscle in her legs. They, like her companion's, disappeared into knee length black and green leather boots. Her black leather trench coat hung an inch off the floor, flaring slightly with each movement. She stood, watching the other pour over titles with her arms crossed over her chest.

The pair seemed to be mismatched despite their outfits. One was smaller, willowy, while the other seemed to be all muscle.

Thoughts of their unlikely partnership were put on hold as I followed them over to the café.

They waited patiently on the line, ignoring the odd looks thrown at them from the customers and staff alike.

I snorted, thinking it was slightly ridiculous to look at them like that from some of the outfits I had seen in my short amount of time in the town. Outfits like theirs seemed to be a common occurrence in the town. No one, however, had managed to pull off quite such a dangerous appearance as the two girls… other than Duo.

I listened to them order: one double espresso for the short one and a peppermint paddy mocha freeze for the tall one. Such innocent drinks for ones who seemed so deadly.

They made their way to the seating area and froze. Their gazes were locked on the form of MY braided baka.

I stopped. When had I started thinking of him as mine? I shook my head to clear it of such thoughts and watched as the girls nodded to each other and stalked over to Duo's table.

They slid out two chairs at his table and sank into them, ignoring the shocked look on his face.

"Hi. What are you drinking?" The shorter one gazed at Duo as she sipped her espresso.

"French vanilla coffee. Umm…. Do I know you?" Duo met her gaze with a confused look.

"You don't know us, but I'm guessing you're here to meet us, Duo." The taller girl grinned as his face went white.

"So… you're my contacts?"

"Yup… I'm Gaia and she's Dweia." She stuck her hand out and Duo reluctantly grabbed it.

"You look so young though… How can I be sure you are what you say you are?" Duo looked between the two girls.

"We look young? You should talk, you look the same age as we do." Dweia leaned back, still slowly sipping her espresso.

Duo sighed, not wanting to launch into an explanation right now. They would figure it out later.

"We're not going to talk about the mission tonight. You've had a long day. G wanted us to find you a hotel, but we have enough room in our apartment, so we just figure you could stay there with us. It'll save you money." Gaia drank her peppermint mocha freeze, grinning at Duo.

"That will be fine. Thanks for trusting me. Not many people do." Duo grinned.

"We trust you because of what you do and because we think you're cute." Dweia set her empty cup on the table and stood.

Gaia stood and looked in my general direction. "Follow us… oh… and your friend is perfectly welcome to join us too." With that, she started for the back of the store.

I froze. They had seen me? They hadn't acknowledged me, yet they had seen me. Only people trained for that sort of thing would be able to do that, like Duo… or me.

Duo stood and turned towards where I was standing. I straightened from my crouch, figuring he would find me eventually because he knew someone was tailing him.

"Heero… why are you tailing me?"

End Part 1

That's it for now… It was just a random idea that my muse thought I should write… Thanks, Dweia!

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