Goodbye Precious
by Death Angel
"NNNNOOOOOOO!!!!!"
The scream of the braided pilot can be heard miles away from the Winner Estate. It was way louder than the scream he did when Trowa blew up Deathscythe a while back. The halls were now filled with echoes of the voice of Duo Maxwell which left the others with no choice but to tie him up and stuff a dirty sock in his mouth.
"That's better!" Wufei said as he removed his ear plugs.
"WHAT DID YOU SAY?" Quatre yelled.
"I SAID THAT'S BETTER!" the Shenlong pilot responded.
"Quiet down. We can hear each other loud and clear now," Heero commented.
"That was an unpleasant experience," Trowa added.
Then Duo started to mumble with the sock still in his mouth. It sounded as if he said "LET ME GO!"
"Duo, calm down. It's nothing serious. Everything will be alright," the blonde pilot reassured him.
The only reply Quatre got was more struggling against the chair in which the Deathscythe pilot was tied to.
"Stop being such a weakling Maxwell!"
Duo then mumbled "Get this stinkin' sock outta my mouth!".
"Only if you promise not to scream," Trowa suggested.
The American boy signaled an agreement by nodding his head. And so Heero approached Duo and yanked the sock out of his mouth.
"Owww, you coulda pulled it out more gently ya know!" Duo complaint.
"Look, let's just get this over with," Heero said in a monotone.
"NO! WAIT! I thought you are more reasonable than that Hee-chan," Duo said and started to back away by sliding on the chair.
The others can see the fear in his eyes as he moved back. He seemed to be angry at the same time upset. Quatre began to feel ashamed of what he was doing and Trowa comforted him with a little hug. Heero just stood in front of the braided boy. Wufei started to become impatient so he grabbed the scissors from the Japanese pilot and walked towards Duo.
"Stop this foolishness. Cutting you hair is best for all of us," Wufei yelled out and reached for Duo's braid.
"Please Wuffie! Don't do it! I am begging you," Duo pleaded. "Hold on a sec, what did I ever do to you anyway?"
"Calling my ridiculous names for starters," the Chinese boy replied. "Other than that, you've really done nothing to me. It's just an excuse for me to avenge the dishonourable things you did to me."
"WHAT?!?" the American boy protested. "I thought you are a justice freak. How can you be so unfair? I only played a couple of pranks on you."
"A couple?" Wufei disagreed.
~Flash Back~
The air was humid the day before school began so for the third time, the Shenlong pilot had to take a shower to cool down. As he enjoyed the cold water running down his body in the bathroom, Duo just came back from the market with mysterious cans in a paper bag. He then snuck into the bathroom and heard the Chinese boy singing. The braided pilot giggled as he replaced the shampoo with one of the cans he bought. When he accomplished his task, he silently got out of the room as soon as possible. Wufei on the other hand was still singing one of his character songs and didn't notice anything. He then reached for the bottle of "shampoo" and applied it on his hair.
//There is a strange feeling to this.// The Shenlong pilot thought as he poured the liquid on his hair with his eyes closed. //Must be a new shampoo.//
As soon as he was done rinsing, he got out of the shower and began drying his hair. The mirror was now fogged up by the mist of the water so Wufei had to wipe the surface a few times. Just as he did, he stood silent staring at himself unable to believe what just happened.
"MAXWELL! I'M GOING TO KILL YOU!" he screamed out and ran out of the bathroom.
When Duo heard the sound of Wufei's steps, he quickly got up from the sofa and ran towards the door. But before he got out, Wufei was already standing in the hall way. The American boy couldn't help himself so he broke down in laughter and constantly pointed at Wufei's new pink hair colour.
"You are so dead Maxwell!" the Chinese pilot threatened.
But all he heard in return was more laughter. So he charged towards Duo. As soon as the Deathscythe pilot realized that he was in danger, he dashed toward the nearest exit which was located in the kitchen. Wufei was now determined to catch up to him more than ever before so he too ran towards the kitchen.
"Watch it," Trowa said as he saw Duo pushing Quatre in order to head to the door.
Soon Wufei charged in with a furious look on his face. When Quatre saw him, the Arabian boy suddenly turned towards Trowa and hid his face against the unibanged pilot's chest. He didn't seemed to be laughing at all, for some odd reason he seemed to be embarassed. Wufei cared less for the reaction of the other two pilots so he just ran after Duo who had already left the estate.
"Ugh...Wufei." Trowa stopped the Chinese boy.
"What do you want Barton?" Wufei responded.
"You might want to put some clothes on before you go outside."
Suddenly Wufei's face turned red from embarassment and ran to the bathroom while mumbling something about the top fifty way to kill Duo Maxwell.
~End of Flash Back~
"HA HA HA!!!" Duo broke down in laughter as he was reminded what happened.
"That was not funny Maxwell," Wufei said. "I had to go to school with pink hair for three weeks. The injustice!"
"Sorry...*laughs*...but that was only one prank," the braided boy said.
"Was it?" Wufei continued. "The very next day, you tricked me by telling me that I had a mission and I ended up making a fool out of myself by attacking members of the Relena fan club and being accused of impersonating ChibiMoon. Not to mention the time when you fixed me up with Treize..."
"That's enough. Like I said before, let's just get this over with," Heero interrupted.
"NO! What does it bother you that I have my braid?" Duo questioned but he was actually stalling time so he can break lose from the ropes.
"It's interferring with your battle performance." Heero replied.
"Huh? Since when?" Duo asked.
"The time when you missed the missile firing button and hit the self-detonation button instead," the Japanese boy said.
"But it was windy that day. Anyone could have missed it." the Deathscythe pilot reasoned.
"The wind had nothing to do with it. You were inside Deathscythe. It was because your braid got loose and it got in the way," Heero dully explained.
"But...psst, help me Quatre," Duo whispered.
"Duo I..." the Sandrock pilot stopped.
"Look, you almost killed Quatre with that hair of yours," Trowa interrupted. "Your braid knocked the cooking wine into the stove when you spun around to get something. Quatre was there with you when it happened. The whole kitchen was set on fire and we almost lost him when he fainted."
Everybody was left speechless as they were amazed at the fact that Trowa spoke so many words at a time. Suddenly the was a clicking noise coming the chair and the ropes broke free. Taking advantage of the sudden lack of attention from him, Duo made a run towards the door.
"Get him!" the others shouted out.
But it was too late. Duo had already made it out. When they looked out the window, the braided boy was nowhere in sight.
"How the heck can Maxwell run so fast?" Wufei asked curiously.
"He didn't. He took off with your motorcycle," Trowa pointed out.
"He what?!? If there's any scratch on that, I'm going to kill him!" The Chinese boy threatened.
"Let's try to find him first," Quatre suggested.
And so the others huddled and began making plans to find him. As the decision was made, each of them had a different section to search. Heero was taking the east, Trowa was in charge of the west, Quatre the north, and finally Wufei ended up with the south. Soon, each of them was heading their own way.
~~*~~
Right now, Duo was racing against his own heartbeat. He abandoned the motorcycle in the grassfield and ran into the east forest hoping that no one would be able to find him. Unfortunately as he hid in the bushes, he saw a shadow lurking in the darkness. Immediately he knew it was his koi Heero Yuy, so he slowly made his way deeper into the jungle. As he moved, he heard a cracking sound beneath his foot and realized he stepped onto a branch.
"Duo?" Heero called out as he heard a noise from behind the bushes.
Knowing that he had no other choice, the American boy got up and dashed forward. But just as he did, he ran right into something or someone in that matter. He felt a bit dizzy, his vision blurred and the next thing he knew was that he went unconcious.
"Duo, are you ok?" Heero asked with concern.
"Owww, my head," Duo whined and became aware that Heero was right beside him. "Hee-chan, stay away from me!"
"Duo, I can't. I love you dearly but you hair has to go," the Wing pilot said.
"But Heero...oh God, I'm feeling a bit thirsty. Can you get me something to drink?" Duo said with an evil grin.
"Sure,"Heero answered and walked away to find some water.
"Sucker..." Duo mumbled and ran to the south.
"Duo you stubborn fool," Heero said when he saw Duo making his escape. "Calling all pilots, he's headed south. We'll have a rendez-vous there."
~~*~~
//Think Maxwell. Where can I go to avoid Heero?//Duo thought to himself as he continued his escape journey. //Oh God, I'm beginning to sound like Wufei.// He then shivered. //That is the same feeling whenever I see Rele....hey! I've got it. I'll head to Relena's place.// So he headed to the direction where the palace was located. When he arrived, all the guards seemed to be off duty. //Seems to be my lucky day.//He thought to himself again. //Don't worry my precious braid. No one is going to touch you. Not even Heero.//
The braided pilot quickly made his way into the palace. He tried his best to way his way around the tall white-painted walls, but he soon realized he was lost. Wherever he look around, all he could see was those same darn walls. Just then, he wandered in front of a gigantic golden door.
//Hmmmm, I think I'll be safe in here.//Duo thought to himself. But boy was he wrong. When he opened the door, he felt like slashing himself with his scythe. Apparantly, he accidentally stumbled into the throne room where "Queen Relena" is.
"Shi...shoot!" Duo muttered to himself and was ready to turn back.
"Where do you think you're going, you man-snatching creep!!!" the voice in the darkness yelled out.
"Ummmm....Nice to see you too, Relena," the DeathScythe pilot greeted, "Now, bye!"
"Not so fast Duo Maxwell is it? I want a word with you!" Relena said in a cold calm voice.
"I'm in a hurry, can ya make this quick?" Duo replied.
"I know you are running away from the others," Relena said.
"How the heck can you know?"
"I have my sources."
"What?!? So you're spying on us?"
"Not exactly...I have a offer to make. Feel free to stay here for as long as you please..."
"What do ya get in return?"
"I want you to stay away from my Heero from now on." Relena said with an evil grin.
"In your dreams Relena! Heero is mine ya hear? MINE!" Duo said rather angry and dashed out of the room.
//Who does she think she is telling me to leave Hee-chan.//Duo thought as he made his way out of the palace. //I have others who can help me. Hey I know, Hilde. She's always been a pal.// With that in mind, Duo headed towards the place where Hilde and him used to live together. As he ran up to her, he began to put on his puppy dog eyes expression.
"Look, Hilde. Ya gotta help me!" Duo pleaded.
"What do you want Duo?" Hilde asked with disinterest.
"The others...they're after me. Please lemme in! You can have full profit from our business."
"I already have full profit since you decided to leave me and join what's his name? Heero Yuy?" Hilde said and slammed the door in Duo's face.
"That is sooo not cool of you Hilde!" the braided boy yelled out as he walked away disappointed.
It seemed as if the whole world was against him. Everywhere he went, nobody helped him. Just then, he came across a mansion in the south. //Hmmm, this looks familiar.//Duo thought and went in. (I know it's weird, how can he just go into a mansion right? *shrugs* I obviously don't know th answer to that. I guess he picked the lock?) When the American boy approached the living room. He saw the back of someone with long golden hair.
"ZECHS?!?" he accidentally shouted out.
"What brings you here gundam pilot?" Zechs asked as he turned around with a cup of tea in his hands.
"Zechs, you're my last hope," Duo lied. "You have long beautiful hair. //Yeah right!// So you gotta understand what I'm going through. I can't let them cut my precious hair."
"Ahh...seeing that you are a hair lover yourself, of course I can help." the Tallgeese pilot replied.
"AWWW thanks Zechs!" Duo responded with joy.
"I'll help you get rid of it!"
"What?!?" the Deathscythe pilot said in the turn of events.
"He's in here," Zechs shouted out and came the other gundam pilots.
Now Duo was surrounded by the others with no way out. He try running pass them but he wasn't faster enough.
"Yuy, take care of him since he belongs to you," Wufei said.
"Hey, we do not own each other ya hear?" Duo yelled out.
Just then in the darkness, a shadow advances on all six of the pilots (including Zechs).
"HHHHHHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEERRRRRRRRRROOOOOOOOOO!" Relena yelled out just and reached out for Heero's arms.
"Back off Relena! He's mine! MINE!" the braided boy defended.
"Didn't you say you don't own each other? How dishonourable Maxwell? You contradicted yourself," the Chinese boy pointed out.
"Contrawhat?" Duo asked curiously.
"He's calling you a hypocrite," Quatre said.
"I'm not a hippo!" Duo defended himself while trying to get Relena off of Heero.
"Duo no baka, he meant you just went against what you said," the Wing pilot informed.
"Ha Ha Ha, Heero just called you stupid," Relena said.
"SHUT UP RELENA!!!" the American boy yelled while still trying his hardest to get the leach...I mean Relena away from his Hee-chan.
Right now, Heero was in a very uncomfortable situation. He was standing in the middle of the room obviously embarassed about what was happening as he can see the facial expression on the others. Worst of all, he's standing between Duo and Relena who were constantly pulling his hands and hair while trying to kick, punch and slap each other. Seconds went by and the two were still at it...soon minutes passed. Heero was beginning to get extremely annoyed.
"Relena!" He yelled out. "Stay the hel* away from me!" He continued as he pointed his gun to her head. "And Duo, cut that dam* hair of yours NOW!"
Everyone was shocked at the sudden outburst of the usually calm pilot. Relena stepped back towards her brother while the others had frightened looks on their faces.
"What are we waiting for? Get me some scissors Zechs!" Heero demanded.
"We don't have any in the house," Noin informed as she stepped into the room. "Zechs has a fear of getting his hair cut as well."
"Fine then, get me a knife," Heero ordered while giving Zechs a 'what the heck is wrong with you' look.
When Noin came back, she handed Heero a short dagger and the Japanese boy handed it to Trowa.
"You have the most experience with knives. You should do this," Heero suggested and the unibanged pilot nodded in agreement.
"Wait a minute...don't I at least get professionals to do this?" Duo complained. "Do I want a Trowa hairstyle...?" He asked as he pictured himself with bangs covering half his face and short hair at the back. "HECK NO!" He answered his own question.
"Thanks Duo," Trowa said sarcastically.
"No offence Trowa, ya look hot..."Duo paused and noticed both Quatre and Heero is giving him the Death Glare. "I mean, ya look cool in your own hairstyle but it doesn't fit me."
"Quit complicating things Maxwell," Wufei said as he is fed up with all the nonsense.
"He's right Wufei, he does deserve a professional to look after his hair," the Sandrock pilot opposed. "I'll make the call."
"Fine then, tie him up so he couldn't escape," Wufei suggested as Relena was already reacting as quick as lightning with the ropes.
"Hey, what's the meaning of this?!? Lemme go or I'll..."Duo threatened.
"Or you'll what? Swing your hair at us?" the Shenlong pilot joked.
"Hmmmm, that's not a bad idea," the Deathscythe pilot commented as he spinned around causing his hair to whip anyone a few feet within his range.
"You had to tell him didn't you?" Quatre said in disappointment while on the phone.
At that moment, the others stayed back making room for Duo to make his escape. He dashed out in the spaces in between each pilot and ran for his life.
"You can't run from us Maxwell!" Wufei warned as he saw Duo exiting the front door.
"Wanna bet?" Duo yelled back as he passed the door and out to safety. When he looked back to check if the others were following him, he banged into a huge oak tree and soon he just blanked out.
When he woke up, he found himself in a very unfamiliar surrounding. A mirror was placed in front of him with all sorts of combs, shampoos and brushes. He then stared into the mirror and was relieved when he saw his braid was still there. Just then someone approached him. A lady with short brown hair holding...holding a pair of scissors in her hands. At that instant, Duo realized that he was in a place he tried to avoid all his life...the forbidden place...the barbar shop.
He tried to get up but he discovered that he was strapped down.
"NNNNNNNNNNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!"
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The next morning came quickly. Quatre was in the kitchen stirring up breakfast; Heero was typing away on his computer; Trowa was reading the newspaper; and Wufei was enjoying a cup of black coffee. Duo, being his usual self, woke up the lastest. When he showed up in the kitchen, coffee suddenly came pouring out of Wufei's mouth as he laughed at the American boy.
"You look ridiculous Maxwell," Wufei commented.
"Shut up justice boy! Because of ya people, I'm never stepping foot outside this house again," Duo remarked sounding very down.
"Get that stupid paper bag off your head," Heero yelled in his monotone voice while still typing on his laptop.
"Come on Duo, the hairstylist only cut off a centimentre of your hair," Quatre comforted Duo.
"One centimetre? You know how much that is? That's like cutting away my life," Duo replied.
"She would have cut more if you didn't grabbed a hold of the scissors and threatened to kill her whole family if she touched your hair again," Trowa recalled what happened. "Now everyone is affraid of cutting your hair."
"Well, it serves 'em right!" Duo yelled out as he headed back to his room.
"Duo, where are you going? We have school!" Quatre asked.
"I told you I'm not stepping foot out of this house until my hair grows back," Duo responded with a smile.
"Just an excuse to get out of class," Trowa commented.
************The End*************
Death Angel: Now isn't this the stupidest thing you've ever read.
Duo: You...you cut my hair!
Death Angel: Calm down, it's only one centimetre. It'll grow back in no time.
Duo: How could you say that?!? I thought I'm your favourite.
Quatre: Duo, what are you doing?
Duo: Strangling D.A.
Death Angel: Help...
*Others shrugs*
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