| Here we go. The promised happy fic. Well, happy by my standards at least. OK, maybe that�s not the right word�.. Perhaps sappy is better. Ano, it�s s 2x1 with a happy ending. It doesn�t seem like one at first but as I said before, I�m not good at this sort of thing. I do angst so much better�.. Actually, this fic is my first in another way but you�ll have to read to guess why. It�s kinda short and has a lot of exclamations in it. But then again, Duo�s not a happy little pilot right now�. I blame this one squarely on Alisande. Her and her damn�.. Hn, can�t finish that without giving away the ending. Her partner in crime, Rynvi, makes a brief appearance to influence the end but still, this one�s all Alisande�s fault. ::offended muse in question flashes tear-filled eyes at DarkAngel and runs off to a corner somewhere:: K�so, that girl�s feelings are too easy to hurt. While I go fix the damage I just did, enjoy! (I hope�.) C&C desperately wanted. I�m not too thrilled with this one and want to see if anyone likes it�.. Otherwise, I�ll stick to the depressing stuff. ---------------------------------------------------------- Disclaimer: Gundam Wing or Shinkidousenki Gundam Wing is copyrighted and trademarked by Sunrise, Bandai, Sotsu Agency and associated parties with all rights and privileges. The characters were used without permission for the purposes of entertainment only. This is not meant for sale of profit. Any characters not created by those listed above are mine and hereby considered the sole property and copyright of the author. (Besides, I'm just a poor college student. I'm not worth your time. Really!) ---------------------------------------------------------- Tag, You�re It By Lady DarkAngel 8/2/00 Duo didn�t even feel *remotely* safe in his hiding spot, sitting on the pipes hanging from the ceiling in their current safehouse. He flicked nervous eyes that evaluated every shadow up and down the hall and strained his ears for the *tiniest* sound. That�s all he would get as warning before *he* would strike. <Baka! You just *had* to go and open your big mouth, did you?! Had to be Mr. Smart-Aleck with the *brilliant* suggestion! Well, now look what you�ve done! What the *hell* ever made you think this was a good idea?!> The American crouched even lower and his death grip on the pipes tightened further. His terror jumped to new heights. A faint noise had reached his already panicked ears. Someone was coming��. <Iie, if that�s him, you�re dead. Oh, *why* did I ever talk Heero into play Tag? I shoulda *known* he�d take this *way* too seriously! He thinks that this is some sort of tracking game or maybe a real hunt! A damn mission to complete at all costs. �Get the braided baka; scare the shit out of him and then hunt him down like a dog. Ninmu ryoukai� I won�t�..I can�t let him catch me! I�m too young�..damnit, I�m too *cute* to die just yet!> With that, he leapt down from his part and began to run for all he was worth. He stumbled his haste and rapidly picked himself up. He heard the staccato of footsteps behind him and somehow began to run even faster. Heero. It had to be. The same phrases were racing through his mind like a mantra or invoking prayer. <Must go faster. Can�t let him catch me. I am so dead. Must go faster. Can�t let him catch me. I am so dead. Must go faster. Can�t let him catch me. I am *so* dead��..> His mind raced for possible exits, distractions, hiding spots and delays. Anything to slow Heero down and/or buy him some time. Escape was impossible from the Perfect Solider. The best he could hope for was a postponement, hopefully long term. Nothing was presenting itself to him so far. But not all of his mind was working to save his sorry butt. Part of him was mulling over *why* he did such things to himself. <I *swear* I must be a masochist or something! Why *else* would I provoke the homicidal pilot of my dreams into chasing me around when I *know* he doesn�t know it�s just a game?! Ah, hell, face it Maxwell�.. You were hoping to get some quality time with him. Well, here ya go, kiddo. Talk about being careful what you wish for�..> His breath hitched as he ducked through a door, quickly rolled left and slid down the banister of some stairs. Arriving at a small protrusion from the wall, he jumped behind it and paused to catch his breath. Did he lose the Wing pilot? <This has got to be the *stupidest* thing I�ve *ever* done! How the hell do I get myself *into* these situations?! Who did I piss off enough up there to deserve this kind of punishment?! And just what did I do? I know I�m goin� to hell, but I didn�t expect it to come get me? Why did it have to be Heero?!> He paused as a quick thought flashed across his mind. <Wait a sec�.. Just how *did* I get *Heero* to do this?! I thought for sure he�d shoot me down or ignore me like he always does. But it didn�t take much to convince him�� And he has been a little nicer to me lately. Not so many �Bakas� or �Hns� lining his speech and he hasn�t hit or insulted me in over a week. He�s up to something! I know it! OK, OK, yamero hanase. You�re just being paranoid, that�s all. It�s not like the Perfect Solider actually gives a damn about you or anything�� But still, I could have sworn I�d seen him smile yesterday�. Or smirk or whatever it was. Not even a real smile; just a buncha teeth playing with my mind! And that look in his eyes when he�s not glaring at me�� What was that, anyway? Must be hate. Or loathing. Yep, defiantly disgust. Demo, he hasn�t glared at me for a while now, and that damn smirk and look were there when I told him my idea�� Nani, what the hell was that?!> Suddenly, he was tackled from behind and he hit the floor hard with an unknown weight on his back. Panicking and struggling instinctively, the Deathscythe pilot managed to dislodge the presence on him. Before he could scrabble to his feet or assume a defensive posture, he found himself pinned down firmly. He opened his eyes and saw what he feared most. <Shimatta, Heero! Kisama, nanase!> Cobalt eyes were boring into him with an unusual and highly disturbing light. The normally impassive face was displaying an emotion Duo had never seen before. Those cold, hard lips spread as he leaned forward to whisper something to him. �Gotcha. Tag, you�re It.� Duo whimpered in fear. What was Heero going to *do* to him?! Iie, maybe it was better not to think about supremely unpleasant things before they happen�� They say the imagination is ten times worse then reality. <But they don�t know Heero, now do they?> Caught up in thoughts like these, the American was completely unprepared for the tiny smirk that crossed the Japanese boy�s face nor the sudden movement that pressed his partner�s lips ever so gently on his own. Shock flooded through his system as he reveled in the feelings it caused. <Ummmmm. So nice and *warm*. Not cold at all�� Just perfect. Oh Heero, do you know how long I�ve been hoping, wishing, praying for this? Please don�t let this be a cruel dream��.> Heero deepened the kiss and Duo was more then willing to oblige. It was Heaven. Pure bliss. Came out of the blue but hell, you never look a gift horse in the mouth. Or in this case, solider. When they finally and extremely reluctantly had to come up for air, they stared into each other�s eyes. <That look�� He doesn�t hate me? Baka, of course not! Haven�t you been paying attention? Have I been wrong the whole time? Kami-sama, I hope so �cause I don�t think I can survive without more�.. Without him.> The American boy was utterly shocked as Heero nuzzled his neck and softly whispered, �Is this what you want?� At Duo�s frantic nod, he smiled a genuine smile. �Subarashii. It�s what I want too.� The Deathscythe pilot shivered as his koi�s breathe brushed his cheek. �For so long now�..� And just as suddenly as this began, Heero was off him. Duo was left sitting on the floor and blinking rather stupidly. He managed to stutter a protest, �Demo�.but�..Heero, don�t you want to�.� �Of course I do but I can�t, baka.� Here an unholy gleam entered Heero�s eyes. �You�re It. You have to catch me first. Betcha can�t.� With that, he smirked, turned and swiftly disappeared from sight the way he came. Duo spluttered in outrage but couldn�t contain the smile in his soul that spilled out to his lips. Two can and *will* play at this game. This promises to be a lot of fun�.. Leaping to his feet, he tore after his retreating koi with the bellowing cry of �Hee~ro, that�s not *fair*! I�m gonna *get* you!! He had the feeling that Tag was going to be one of his favorite games from now on�� ~~Owari~~ Kiagara: What the hell was that?! I leave you alone for a few days and you come up with this?! ::smacks DarkAngel with the massive Black Mallet of Malevolence:: You really are Baka-sama, aren�t you? Don�t let me catch you writing such�..such�..*garbage* again!! Alisande: ::returns from wherever she was hiding:: I thought it was good�. Kiagara: Of course you would! You�re the one who gave the stupid idea to her in the first place! Alisande: Just because it wasn�t all dark and sad and isshy doesn�t mean it was bad! ::tears start to come again:: I *liked* it! Kiagara: Oh, you are such a crybaby! Alisande: Meanie! Kiagara: Whiner!! Alisande: Jerk!! Rynvi: Enough! Let the readers decide, ne? They�re more impartial. ::turns to audience:: C&C please. I�ve got such a headache listening to those two�.. ::mutters:: I had a hand in this one too, but nooooooo. Nobody ever notices me�.. Uhmmm, well, I guess that�s it. Hope ya liked. The address is [email protected] and I�m serious about the comments. Send them, onegai? Or maybe some Advil, ne? Lady DarkAngel ---------- Chibi Duo's Babysitter Moderator of Duo's Sugar Intake Keeper of Duo's Nice Rear-end Keeper of Shinigami's Wings Keeper of Heero's Homicidal Intentions Keeper of Quatre's Teacup Keeper of Trowa's Mask Keeper of Wufei's Sense of Honor Co-Keeper of Duo's Chatter (with Tomanaiya) Co-Keeper of Heero's "Hn" (with Tomanaiya) Co-Writer of Wufei's Rants (with Tomanaiya) Leader of the Inspirationally-challenged Muses: Alisande, Rynvi, and Kiagara Co-Keeper of a real-life hamster named Heero Yuy (Hee-chan)(with Tomanaiya) Proud member of SDDI, the Society of Defending Duo's Intelligence Member of the Society Against the Complete Bastardization of Heero Yuy Occupant of the Happy Hentai House Master Hacker of the Shinigami Organization Happy to be a member of the DuoML |