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Yuy Twins	By : SerenityRayne Category: Gundam Wing/AC > Crossovers Views: 1120 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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A/N: Yay! Another chapter out…I hope everyone enjoys this chapter…it gave me just a bit of trouble. Enjoy! And please Review at the end? Please?!

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“Speaking over a radio.”

Chapter 4

“Next we bring you the latest news from the military. Mass production of Leo mobile suits is expected to resume at full capacity, at the Corsica Mobile suit factory. The factory had experienced major delays following an explosion; the cause of which is still unknown. In order to continue the investigation and to ensure the remaining safety of the factory; Special mobile suit troops from the Middle East, will oversee the factory.”

Trowa frowned as he reached out and shut off the now uselessly babbling radio station. Sitting back in Heavyarms he made himself comfortable to wait for his moment to attack as he thought some things over. He had slipped from the circus for a time, quite easy as they were moving locations and would not be missed until the show in a couple of days. Which would be just as well as it would give him time to load up and repair his Heavyarms.

“However, this mission may be a bit more difficult than I thought. The suits from the Middle East are unexpected and quite numerous.”

Trowa shrugged and checked his monitors as he continued to wait.

“There is also another detail…I remember over hearing Doktor S speaking about some other scientists who were also contacted about making their own Gundams. From what I remember they were separated and with no way to contact each other he had no idea if they had been able to complete their tasks. Could there be other Gundams on earth? It would explain the numerous attacks I have been hearing about. But if there are what should I do?”

The beeping of his monitors drew him away from his thought. Looking up, Trowa focused his intense green eyes on one of his view screens and smiled lightly as he saw the blimp the Commander of the factory was supposed to be using today raising from the ground.

“Time to begin.”

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Zechs frowned as he watched the Tallgeese model being loaded onto his shuttle. The machine was huge and he had no doubt that it was also powerful. But that power was needed now and they could not afford to let a suit like this sit around gathering dust in a factory. It may be the only thing that could compete with the Gundams.

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Trowa smiled grimly as he began his assault. Obviously the Alliance Commander was a bit too full of himself; a blimp was not the most mobile of crafts. Opening fire Trowa began releasing his numerous explosives while systematically firing on the incoming mobile suits; making sure to never waste a single bullet.

Seeing the Aries troops taking off Trowa kept an eye on them while continuing to destroy the tanks and planes working to surround him.

“Strategically speaking, when annihilating a small number of enemy the best plan is to cut off the retreat path and shower it with bullets. So in this case the Commanders decision to surround and destroy was in fact technically correct…however. …He should never have taken action without first understanding his enemy’s capability.”

His eyes narrowed as he watched a number of the Aries suits break off from the ones now assisting in the retreat of the commanders vessel. Keeping track of them as they circled him Trowa angled his Gundams head and fired through the guns on his head. As he shot, Trowa maneuvered the left arm and released the blade stored inside, moving forward quickly and slashing through first one mobile suit then the other. Both mobile suits exploded leaving only about four of the Aries models left with him.

Shifting to open fire on the other ones Trowa frowned as he realized his Beam Gatling Gun was empty. Moving and opening his chest plate he again frowned as he realized that those too were empty.

Seeing one of the Aries rashly flying towards him Trowa closed his eyes momentarily in thought.

“That was pretty fast…surprise surprise.”

As the Aries came above him, Trowa opened his eyes to attack, he could do nothing but shield himself though as a bullet passed through the head of the Aries and caused it to explode. After that there was a shower of bullets coming from one side of the battlefield, taking out the remaining mobile suits on the battle field.

Trowa’s eyes widened slightly as his eyes locked onto what he knew to be a Gundam closing it’s blades around and attacking Aries.

“I guess that answers my questions about the other scientists…but is this pilot on the same mission as I am or are we enemies?”

The battle was over quickly after that but during the entirety of the battle Trowa made sure he kept an eye on the other mobile suits. Once it was over Trowa stood silently, watching as the brown mobile suits that he knew belonged to neither OZ nor the Alliance spread out behind the other Gundam.

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Quatre watched the other mobile suit carefully from behind his goggles; the Maganac behind him. They had arrived towards the beginning of the battle but had decided to wait to see the intentions of this other mobile suit. It was only when they had seen the other suit run out of bullets that they had decided to intervene. Watching him now Quatre listened quietly as the Maganac conversed; trying to decide if this Gundam was a threat or not.

“Master Quatre…It seems he ran out of bullets.”

Quatre frowned as he watched the other mobile suit.

“That pilot isn’t relying on any sort of fire arms.”

“No; they aren’t…there was just something to planned about how he was attacking…not a single bullet or explosive was wasted in any way.”

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Both pilots continued to study the other until a noise drew Quatre’s attention.

“Crap, there goes an OZ aircraft! Ah.”

Turning quickly Quatre was just in time to catch the army knife of the other Gundam and trap the arm it was attached to with his shield arm. With the two Gundams now so close together and one arm locked around the other the pair began a hand to hand combat fight. Doing his best to dodge the kicks of the other Gundam at short range Quatre quickly maneuvers Sandrock to take a punch at the other Gundam.

Trowa saw the move coming and quickly grabbed the incoming fist in his own hand before pulling that arm taught. With the arms of both Gundams now locked in place all the pair could do was struggle against the strength of the other. Trowa made sure to keep an eye on the other mobile suits but his main focus was on the Gundam.

“Are we friend or foe? I know there is strength in numbers but…”

Quatre closed his eyes as his empathy picked up waves of emotion from someone he knew was not a member of the Maganac Corp; leading him to believe it to be the other pilot. Quatre smiled as he felt the confusion and determination from the other pilot but frowned when he felt the brief flash of loneliness beneath all of that…it was carefully hidden but Quatre knew it was there.

“This isn’t right…it isn’t.”

Pulling the goggles off his head after making his decision Quatre quickly climbed out of his cockpit to face the other mobile suit.

“You and I shouldn’t be fighting each other!”

Trowa’s eyes widened from inside his cockpit as he took a moment to examine the other pilot. He was small, thin and fragile looking; with short blonde hair and large teal eyes. Looking closer though Trowa could see the determination and strength in those eyes along with pain. His heart clenched at that; startling Trowa; why did he care if the other boy was in pain…he didn’t know him. And besides…the last time he had cared he had been betrayed. Making his own decision Trowa opened his own cockpit and stepped out with his hands raised in surrender.

Quatre gasped slightly as the other teen came out. He was tall; taller than Quatre anyway; and slender. His hair was a soft brown color and the bangs hung forward, obscuring one eye; his eyes were a brilliant emerald green. But his eyes…Quatre thought the color of those eyes was brilliant but they were hard and lonely eyes. He wanted to help; his empathy would allow him to do nothing else…and besides…he was lonely too. There was only so much the Maganac; men much older than he; could do to help with that.

“Put your hands down; I was the first one to come out and surrender remember?”

Trowa said nothing, preferring to reserve judgment on the other teen for now and simply wait.

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Trowa blinked as he looked around. The house; a term he used rather lightly; was huge. The little blonde; Quatre as he had introduced himself; had shown him to a room a while earlier before leaving him to clean up and rest. Trowa wasn’t sure if the blonde was naïve or just very trusting. That had been around an hour ago; and now he was becoming anxious…as seen by the sparks jumping from his hands.

Trowa quickly fisted his hands and shoved them into his pant pockets before heading out the door of his room and down the long hall. He wasn’t really sure what he was looking for but when he caught the sounds of a violin playing he decided to follow that. Reaching where he determined the sound to be coming from Trowa entered the room cautiously and blinked at the sight of the little blonde, his back turned and his arm moving as he played a violin.

Deciding against disturbing the other, Trowa leaned against one of the walls and closed his eyes; simply listening to the music being played for a time. Unknown to him, Quatre had known the moment he entered the room. He had sensed the other pilots’ turbulent emotions earlier and had sought to calm his fraying nerves with his violin; he was glad that his song was also soothing the other pilot as well.

Deciding he had simply listened enough Trowa moved over to the cabinet beside him and pulled a flute from within, noting the smile on the little blondes face as he began to play. The two continued to play together for quite some time; both feeling the loneliness they had suffered easing slightly in the others presence.

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Zeo blinked at the screen as he sat within Destiny’s cockpit. Apparently his brother wasn’t answering and so J had sent the missive to him as well. A mission. His brother wasn’t responding to a mission…that wasn’t like his brother at all. Zeo sat back in his seat and quickly began locating his brothers frequency; he had no idea where the other was so would be forced to follow the frequency to him.

Finally finding the signal Zeo grabbed Destiny’s controls and; after making sure he wouldn’t be spotted; took off in mobile armor mode. As he flew over the ocean Zeo thought back to try to figure out what had happened to his brother. Something told him that it wasn’t the other teen that had done something to his brother…his eyes said he wouldn’t do that.

“So what is it then? It’s not like either of us can really get sick…unless…”

Zeo’s brow furrowed and emerald eyes clouded in thought.

“Unless his body was under severe stress. Within the last couple of days Heero’s body has been put through an awful lot…and I’m pretty sure that tumble down the cliff and then through the sand didn’t do him much good either. …The sand and rocks in his wounds would have slowed his healing process enough to cause him to become at least minorly ill…baka Aniki.”

A beep signaled his arrival at the signals place of origin and Zeo looked down to see a rather large barge of some sort below him with people scrambling about. Seeing a bare stretch towards the front of the barge Zeo turned to make his landing there. He just hoped they didn’t shoot him when he got out. Just because he healed didn’t mean it didn’t hurt! It did…a lot.

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Heero groaned as he rolled over in the bed he had been given by the braided pilot. God why was he so hot? It didn’t make any sense, he had heard some of the engineers of Wing and Destiny talking about feeling like this…sick they called it….but he had never been sick; Zeo either for that matter. Their healing always took care of illnesses right away…if they even got any at all. So why now?

“There’s some kind of mobile armor like thing coming in to land on the deck!”

“What?! Are you serious?”

Hearing about the mobile armor had Heero’s glazed eyes shooting open. Zeo!

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Duo’s brows furrowed as he heard some of the other Sweepers talking about the incoming mobile armor and hastened his pace to the room he now shared with the messy haired teen. He would go to check it out as soon as he knew the obviously sick boy was situated. Opening the door Duo’s eyes widened and he was just in time to catch the tilting body of the messy haired teen.

“What do ya think your doin?!”

Heero growled and pushed himself off the other boy, swaying as he did so.

“The…Mobile Armor…”

Heero gasped as the world tilted once more and closed his eyes as he felt lean arms close around him again; the slight grunt revealing the effort it was taking for the slighter boy to keep him up and steady.

“You’re sick…ya need ta rest!”

Duo watched as the teen shook his head and then groaned at the movement. Seeing the stubbornness in those glazed eyes Duo sighed and adjusted his hold on the other teen.

“Fine…ya can come with me…”

Hefting the teen’s weight with a grunt Duo made his way out to the deck with much effort.

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Circling in for landing Zeo quickly did what needed to be done and transformed Destiny into its mobile suit form. Looking at the view screens Zeo smiled and his emerald eyes lit up as he spotted his brother being helped out and over to him by the long haired teen he had entrusted his brothers safety too. Making all of the necessary adjustments and precautions he opened the cockpit and moved carefully out…making sure to keep his moves as unthreatening as possible. Grabbing hold of the pulley cable he made his way gently down before lading with his hands up in surrender.

It was time to meet the first of the other four Gundam pilots.

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A/N: There ya go folks…I know it is shorter than the other chapters but I felt that there was too much going on so you will have to wait for the next chapter before you see any real good scenes…at least in my opinion. Please Review!
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