untitled GW Fanfic
-----part 1-----
"Duo! You're too low! Pull up!!" Quatre called.
Heero watched in terror as Deathscythe skimmed along the surface of
the water. The cliffs were approaching and he was sure there was no
way even Duo could pull up in time to avoid them.
With a cry of delight, Duo waited until the last possible second,
then eased back on the controls of his Gundam, laughing as it skimmed
along the sheer cliff face, his pursuer crashing into it just below
him.
"Duo no baka." Heero complained.
"I love you, too, Heero." Duo laughed.
"Omae o korosu."
"Get in line." Duo told Heero as another fighter bore down on him. "I
think I got that last guy's big brother mad at me. Let's do that
again, shall we, handsome?" he asked, teasing the pilot who had given
him chase, after a number of more standard maneuvers failed to shake
him.
Heero and the others had their hands full with their own dogfights at
the moment, so none of them were able to help Duo.
Heading for the cliff again, Duo intended to pull up as before. This
time, something went wrong.
"Shit!" Duo swore, as Deathscythe plowed into the cliff, the impact
burying it deep in cliffside, which collapsed around it. "Oh great."
he muttered. "Just great." He flipped on his communicator. "Guys. Can
you hear me?"
"We hear you." Heero said, sounding relieved as hell. "Hang on, we'll
dig you out."
"Hurry! Please?!" Duo sounded panicked. "Come on, this is freaking me
out! Heero!"
"I'm right here, Duo." Heero told him. "Just take a deep breath,
don't panic."
"Heero! Help me!"
Heero, Quatre, and Wufei managed to located Deathscythe and dig it
free. Then, Heero helped Duo out of the cockpit.
Duo was shaking all over. as he clung to Heero.
-----TBC-----