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Jealousy	By : ArchNemesis Category: Gundam Wing/AC > Het - Male/Female Views: 3950 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Jealousy

Chapter 8: Shinigami

Pairings: Heero/Duo

Disclaimer: I own nothing therefore I get nothing

Warnings: none
Summary: Heero is no longer living on L1 and has move to L4. He
hasn’t giving up hope of finding his wife and son, but now Relena
has made his life difficult in perusing him as her prize. Duo has a new purpose
now that she knows that her child is still alive and the only way to get to him
and her husband is to do whatever it takes, even kill.
Notes: This is not
beta-read. Any and all mistakes are mine.
/ Thoughts /
Enjoy!

oOoOoOo
Run
Run
Stop for breathe
Run
Run
Stop for breathe
Duck behind
building. Make sure not being followed.
Finally, after
running for what seemed for eternally, Duo collapsed in a vacant building after
she reassured herself she wasn’t being pursued. She backtracked a few times to
loose the palace hounds.
Several hours
later, Duo woke in total darkness. She guessed it to be nine or ten at night.
Getting up, Duo crept through the empty parking garage. She spotted a group of
thugs gathered around a bon fire. One of the guys was about her height and
weight. She needed some passable clothes for her long journey.
Coming out of her
hiding place she casually strutted over to them. Catcalls and whistles echoed
through the area.
“Hey, what do we
have ‘ere?”
“Shouldn’t you be
a home with your mommy?” another taunted.
Duo ignored the
bait.
“Hey, darlin’ how 'bout we go s'meplace
quiet and uh have same fun on our own?”
Bright indigo eyes
glittered in the fire light. Smiling darkly, Duo merely said, “Give me your
clothes.”
They laughed as
the self appointed leaded of the group stalked up to Duo. “If Jason here gives
you his clothes, what do we get in return?” He eyed her with lust and grabbed
at his penis through his soiled and torn jeans, stroking himself to a full
erection. The other guys getting off at the scene.
“You get to live
for another day,” she said evenly.
Duo then quickly
moved out the way as the leader stopped fondling himself to throw a punch at
her. She dropped to the ground in a sweeping motion knocking him off his feet.
The others closed in around her but she move swiftly to avoid being jumped on.
Trying to get
away, the small guy – Jason – stumbled off his crate he was using as a chair.
“Now, I’m only
going to ask you nicely one more time – give me your clothes.”
“Piss-off, bitch,”
he yelled.
"I don't
think so."
The next sounds
that was heard was various tones of men screaming for mercy.

oOoOoOo
Ring, ring
Heero glanced at his alarm clock.
The blue digits read, 4:38 am.
Ring, ring
Flipping on the
bedside lamp, Heero answered the phone. “Yuy, here.”
“Heero, Chang here. We got a lead but it’s not
much. Get down here to Headquarters as soon as you can.”
“Roger that.”
Heero slammed the receiver down
on its’ base. He hopped out of bed quickly getting dressed. Heero
laced up his hi-tops and grabbed his jacket, gun, and truck keys. His
housekeeper, Natalie, being an early riser herself wouldn’t see her employer
but only the tire marks his truck.
Within twenty
minutes, Heero arrived at the L4 Preventor’s
Headquarters. All the agents on his team resided on L4 except for Zechs. After all that shit that went down with him nearly
destroying the Earth, the former soldier of Oz lives near Lexington – not far
away from his best friend, Treize.
Heero go to the Earth for Milliardo’s and Hayate’s
birthday, which coincidently are six months apart. Heero
stepped off the elevator heading toward the interrogation room on the 13th
floor. Trowa, Quarte, WuFei, and Une were all ready
waiting inside.
Une handed Heero
a manila folder. “This man was caught trying to sell this piece of hardware on
Earth two days ago.” The Lady held up a familiar fire arm.
Heero’s throat went dry. He tried
to say something but words were lodged practically choking him.
“That’s
Maxwell’s,” WuFei said.
“Our lab guys
checked it. It’s clean except for our friend’s finger prints. No rounds been
fired. Now, the suspect claims to have found it in a garbage bin. He tried
using it in a robbery but for whatever reason he couldn’t get it to fire,” Une explained.
Quatre smiled. He remembered the
day Heero had the weapon made. He couldn’t believe
that his friend gave his wife a gun as an anniversary gift.
“No one but Duo
can fire the weapon,” Heero simply stated.
“Explain,” Une requested. She was curious as to why only Duo could use
the gun.
Heero pulled out his weapon and
handed it to her. “The safety’s off, go ahead and shoot.”
Une aimed for the clear glass
window and pulled the trigger, but nothing happened. Mystified, she passed it
to WuFei and so on.
“My gun as well as
Duo’s is customed made – meaning…”
“Meaning that only
you and Duo know the exact amount of pressure to use when pulling on the
trigger,” Trowa summarized.
Heero nodded his head. “Where
was it found?”
The ex-pilots
looked to their commander. “The J-A-P area – outside of Sanc.”
If Heero was surprised by the answer he didn’t show it.
Gathering all of his stuff he stood from the oval table.
“I think we need
to pay the Vice-Foreign Minister another visit,” Heero
said. “Can you get us a search warrant?”
“Yes, I don’t see
that as a problem now. Give me at least 48 hours.”
“Contact me at my
home office immediately once we got it.”
Heero left. Everyone else
remained, wondering why Relena would lie about not
having any contact with Duo. Quatre along with his
partners and boss had a bad feeling about the whole situation.
The inter-office
phone next to WuFei rang. He snatched up, “Chang…When?...Are you sure?...How many?...Okay, I’ll get a team
together and get there as soon as we can.”
Une eyed the dark haired
youth.
“That was Preventor Agent Tango. He and his team were doing a sweep
of a lower subdivision of downtown when one of his men found several bodies in
an underground parking garage– their necks were broken.”
“And?” Une
asked.
“The crime scene
isn’t far from the Sanc Kingdom.”

oOoOoOo
Duo stood outside
of her two story house gazing at the welcoming structure. She didn’t see Heero’s Expedition or hers in the driveway. She figured
that her husband probably sold it once he realized that she wasn’t coming back
home, which was quite understandable.
The ex-Deathscythe Hell pilot would have done the same thing, so
without any further procrastination, Duo entered her
house for the first time in twelve months.

oOo TBC oOo
A/N: Well, am I
keeping everyone interested? I hope so. It seems that Duo has been busy. Want
to know how she reacts to her coming back home? To find out you have to stay tuned
for the next chapter.
- 7
- 8
- 9
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