The Playlist Arc
Just a Job to Do
Title: The Playlist Arc Rating:
PG-13 to Heavy R
Pairings: None leading to eventual 1x2
Warnings: eventual lemon (though that section can be easily skipped and is at the end), bad use of music from my playlist, AU, PWP (not necessarily sexual, just there really isn't a plot), probably OOC in the eyes of most.
Disclaimer: I didn't think of any of this first and as such lost my opportunity at a zillion dollars in marketing GW memorabilia (a shame too because all my figures would come with interlocking poses and kung-fu grip!). Also, due to my age, lack of musical talent, and aversion to drug use I am also not the creator of anything performed by Genesis, AC/DC, The Gap Band, Lady Gaga, 30 Seconds to Mars, or Tom Jones (see warnings section). Oh, and I do not necesarially share Duo's opinions about the music mentioned herein.
Description: Duo has a song for every situation - to the chagrin of most everybody else.
A/N: Song Lyrics are italicized. Also, I have no beta reader. If interested, I pay in pastry, of the citrus variety, with whipped Heero topping (The see'n'say Duo says: "RAAAAAAWR") ^_-
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"Read me the dossier on the target again," Heero requested, setting his gun case and duffel one one of the two beds in the hotel room.
"Sure thing, lemme just pull it out of the folder," Duo replied, flopping on the other bed and getting good and comfortable before setting to the task at hand. The glare from his partner went ignored.
It's no use saying that it's alright, it's alright. But where were you after midnight, midnight. Heard a BANG BANG BANG; Down they go It's just a job you do Cos the harder they run, and the harder they fall. I'm coming down hard on you.
Heero paused in his activities and shot a look at long-haired man tapping a beat on the papers with a pen before returning to his self-imposed inventory of miscelanious weaponry. "Okay, here we go - Demetri Isanov: sources say this guy's a member of that syndicate Une's been having us track down for months. He's not one of the kingpins, but apparently he's high enough up the chain that someone will notice he's gone. We've got undercover agents on the rival's turf, and apparently we're supposed to make it look like a typical territorial offing. The kicker is we don't really have a physical description - just an itinerary of his usual routine and known whereabouts."
"You're telling me we're eliminating someone we don't even have a description of?"
"Hey, don't go taking this out on me, Yuy; you told me to read the dossier, I'm reading the dossier. It's not like we haven't been sent on these kind of missions before; I swear most of the upper-ups in our establishment equate former Gundam Pilot with miracle worker. Present company excluded, of course, because you do have a knack for these single-handed insane world-saving feats." Duo got the expected response of Heero rolling his eyes and returning to his work.
Now no-one saw what you looked like, what you looked like Like a stranger you came out of the night, out of the night Cos someone put the word on you, and I hope my aim is true. Cos I got a name, and I got a number, I gotta line on you I got a name, and I got a number, I'm coming after you
Finished with his inventory, Heero took a rifle out of its case and set it up by the window to line up his sights. "I don't even understand why you're with me on this assignment - I can easily handle this on my own."
"Eh, the workload is light enough around the office that Une didn't need me hanging around, and it's safer in numbers and blah blah. Besides, who else would you rather have watching your back......side?"
"What?"
"N-nothing!"
Don't keep saying that it's alright, it's alright, It seems you went just a little too far this time. Heard a BANG BANG BANG; and down you go, It's just a job I do, Cos the harder you run the harder you fall, I'm coming down hard on you, hard on you - I hope my aim is true.
Heero spun around and lowered his weapon. "Duo! I swear to you, if that song goes 'bang bang bang' one more time, I'm throwing your speakers out the window."
"Eep! Uh, don't worry Heero, I set up a whole playlist for this mission. How about something more recon-friendly: 'Every Breath You Take' from the Police?"
"No."
"Okay, what else...'Dirty Deeds Done Dirt Cheap'?"
"No."
"Hmmm. There's 'Shakedown', 'Legal Assassin', Run DMC's version of 'Walk This Way'..."
Heero paused in his tightening of the silencer to the barrel of his gun to cast a curious glance at Duo. "Wait. What? How does that last song fit in with your apparent theme?"
"Isn't it obvious? Run DMC completely murdered one of my favorite Aerosmith tunes!"
*PIU*PIU*PIU*
"Wha...you...my speakers... I thought we were friends!"
"I don't wanna be friends."
"Hmph! Well, you're stuck with me, buddy, whether you like it or not."
Heero hid a smirk as he settled next to the window to await his target.
I got a name, and I got a number, I got a line on you I got a name, and I got a number, and I'm coming after you -"Just a Job to Do" -Genesis