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Love Hurts	By : ArchNemesis Category: Gundam Wing/AC > General Views: 1525 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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07/31/02

Love Hurts

Pairings: Heero/Duo

Disclaimer: I do not own any Gundam Wing characters. They belong to Sundrise
and Bandai Entertainment and the creators by Yoshiyuki
Tomino and Hajime Yatate. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

W A R N I N G: This is about male/male relationships. I am
letting you know now what the relationships WILL contain. So, if you are AGAINST
such pairings, please find something else more to your liking, you have been WARNED.

Special
thank you to: Chibi_Dilandau, and to those who have
read and didn�t review thanks for reading thus far. I hope you enjoyed it.

Thoughts

oOoOoOo

Chapter
3: Welcome, Pilot 02

One week later, L4 Colony:
Winner Estate

Early
afternoon lunch was being served to the heir of the Winner fortune and his
husband. The petite short-haired blond sipped on his cup of tea while sorting
through the morning mail.

�You
would think that people would get tired of sending us junk mail. Man, what a
waste of pa-� He stopped suddenly when he came across a light pink envelope
from the Sanc Kingdom.

The
blond was totally unaware of the concerned look giving off by his mate. �Quatre, what�s wrong, love?�

�I�m
not sure, Trowa?� Quatre
said, while tearing into the letter.

It
read:

To: Mr. Quatre
Winner and Mr. Trowa Barton-Winner

You are cordially invited to the up-coming Semi-formal
Winter Celebration that is being held in the Sanc Kingdom�s Royal Grand ballroom.

Please R.S.V.P. to my assistant Dorothy Catalonia. I look forward to you then.

Yours Truly,

Relena Darlian-Peacecraft

The ex-pilots
gapped in wonder after reading the invite. Both didn�t know what was going, and
they didn�t like it, something was afoot.

�She�s up to
something, Quatre,� the normally quiet boy stated.

�Yes, love, I
agree. She has kept Heero on a tight leash for almost
a year,� Quatre spat with distaste.

�I�m sure that WuFei has received one as well.�

The blond couldn�t
resist. �What about Duo?�

�I don�t know,
love. After he went on tour we haven�t seen or heard much from him since Heero left,� Trowa finally
answered.

He remembered when
Duo toured locally. After the concert Trowa went
right out and purchased the group�s number one CD. He learned that Duo�s music
stimulated his wanton husband.

Quatre rose from his chair starting toward the
master bedroom. �Well, let�s get packing.�

�You�re not
serious about going are you?� Trowa said
incredulously.

�This maybe our
only chance to see Heero; and to make sure that he�s
doing okay; He is still our friend Trowa no matter
what happens,� Quatre finished in a hushed tone.

�You�re right, as
always, and I�m sorry. It just makes me upset that two of our closest friends
are not able to be happy like us because of some rich girl�s fantasy.�

Quatre nodded in agreement and continued on his way
to ready them for their long trip to the Earth, when strong arms encircled his
waist. He glanced up and found himself memorized by passion filled emerald
eyes.

�We have the rest
of the afternoon to pack and besides the servants can help us with that as
well. Let�s take an early nap instead alright,� Trowa
whispered into his love�s ear, sending a tremor down the smaller boy�s frame.
No more words were spoken as Trowa lead his beloved
desert prince to their bedroom.

oOoOoOo

L1 Colony: Scythe�s Estate

In the backyard of
the prestigious home of Duo Maxwell also known as Scythe, the band members
relaxed around the pool during a brief intermission in their hectic concert
schedule. Stretched out on one of the deck chairs, the quiet guitarist looked
on as his band mates and a few other guests swam in his Olympic size pool and
ate until their heart�s content.

Mingling was what
his manager called it, but it was more like people kiss-up to his because he
had a lot of money. Duo snorted at that thought, Ferris, his manager was always
having some type of �get together� just like this just so the guys would be
able to sow their wild oats.

In other words
�Scythe is having a party let�s invite a few women, get them drunk, so we can
get laid�. Usually, about half way through Duo would excuse himself and retreat
into his bedroom and stay there until the party was over.

He always wondered
how Quatre dealt with all the ins and outs of having
money and international fame. Not to mention, political influence with the
colony leaders. More importantly, how did Trowa deal
with having a husband who was such a figure in the public eye?

Now, time seemed
to just tick in slow motion. Every since that fateful day, Duo couldn�t take
working with the other pilots without his partner. So he did the next best
thing. No one knew that he had a hidden talent for playing the guitar and
singing. He called in a few favors and began his music career as the now rich
and famous Scythe.

Everything was
going fine after Duo established his independence. He eventually touched bases
with Quatre, Trowa and WuFei. They even went to some of his concerts. Finally, at Quatre�s request, Duo had given Trowa
and him a private room.

He remembered the
conversation; �Duo, please for my sake
and Trowa�s. Please, get us a private suite, room, I
DON�T CARE!�

Duo never figured
out why his best friend suddenly went Zero�just the look alone frightened him.

They noticed that
Duo did not perform vocally which was out of character for the energetic youth,
but Duo merely dismissed it as not wanting to hog all the glory. Upon seeing
his friends again it did not help Duo with the burning pain that he felt from
not having Heero around.

To keep his mind
from wandering about his beloved he just threw himself into his work. He would play
at concerts; write songs, one recording session after another, performed at
charity benefits, the music awards the whole nine yards, always keeping to the
shadows.

Never wanting to
be in the spotlight, he left that up to Sean and the others. They respected his
privacy, not blabbing to the press about the mysterious guitarist only known as
Scythe, and for that he was grateful.

Duo was jarred out
of his musings when Ferris began banging on one of poolside glass tables.

�Listen-up
everyone! I just received confirmation on our next performance. It will be a
week from this coming Saturday-� He was cut off by Sean.

�Come-on, Ferris,
just tell us where for crying out loud!� Everyone around him agreed and a lot
of head bobbing as well.

�We are to perform
at the Semi-formal Winter Celebration at the Sanc Kingdom!� he said it with a triumphant smile on his
face.

�No.�

Everyone looked
around to see who said that. Thoughts were flying fast around the yard as to
why someone wouldn�t want the band to go to such an honorary event.

�You don�t really
mean that, Scythe?� Sean asked, sitting down on a deck chair next to Duo. Out
of all them, Sean was the only member of the group who knew his real name. Not that Duo didn�t trust any of the others; but he felt a
little more secure with the easy going six foot two vocalist.

�I am very serious,
man. We�re not going,� Duo answered, not moving a muscle.

�You give me one
bloody good reason why and I�ll have Ferris cancel the performance. If not, we
go, deal?�

�Deal, but not out
here. Come-on, let�s go inside.�

Sean quietly
followed the braided beauty through twists and turns of the vast estate. He
didn�t know much about Duo except that he had a hard life growing-up on L2 and
that he was somehow connected to the war.

About five minutes
later Sean found himself inside of Duo�s library. The room was enormous. It
held everything in it from the classical Greeks to present day. How Duo managed
to keep all of these books and videotapes in good condition was a complete
mystery.

Duo walked over to
one the bookshelves. He then proceeded to pull out books until they spelt the
word �Gundam�.

�Aren�t you
worried that I�ll memorize you pass-code?� Sean asked not really caring one way
or the other.

�No,
not at all. Once someone
has seen it, I change the code. Besides, you�ll still need two more forms of identification,�
Duo replied with a smirk.

Another bookcase
slid open to reveal a finely polished smooth black steel door. It looked like
steel to Sean, but to five certain individuals they would know it was Gundanium Alloy. Since the color of the door was black, one
could only imagine that it was some part of Deathscythe
Hell.

The braided youth
approached the door and placed his hand on the handprint analyzer then looked
into the retina scanner. The humanized voice came through the speaker, �Welcome,
Pilot 02.�

The sound of locks
tumbling at an unseen lock also a slight hissing noise could be heard from
inside the chamber indicating its depressurization. A few seconds later the
�steel� door silently swooshed opened.

Duo turned to face
his friend a full out smile now playing across his elfin face. �Welcome to the
world of Mobil Suits and Gundams.�

The pair walked in
and the steel door closed behind them, re-setting the locks and repositioning
the movable bookcase.

oOo TBC oOo

A/N: If you forgot
please reread the prologue, if you want to know what happened in the secret
room ^_~

Please let me know
how you think the story is going.

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