Author: Mistigri_Bleu
Email: [email protected]
Rating: G
Pairing: Various, but mainly Heero/Duo
Disclaimer: Not mine, making no money from them
Notes: Fluff
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�You should get some sleep.� Said Heero. �Tomorrow�s an important day.�
�I know,� said Duo, �but I can�t.�
Heero dipped an eyebrow. �Pre-battle nerves? You?�
�Hell, no!� Duo laughed. �Its just this big ol� to do list I got.�
�To do list?� Heero switched off Duo�s computer screen and leant against the desk. �You get some hidden agenda?�
Duo shook his head. �Nah, it�s the others. Wufei came in earlier- if his self destruct fails, he made me promise I�d blow him up.�
Heero looked put out. �I could�ve done that.�
�No offence,� Duo leaned back in his chair and stretched, �But you�re not the God of Death.�
�Point taken. Is that all?�
�Let�s see.� Duo made a tick on his mental checklist. �Quatre wants me to make sure Trowa gets back to the circus safe and sound if anything happens to him. Ten minutes later Trowa came to see me, helped me figure out what that funny squeak on the Deathscythe actually was, then as he was leaving told me �If I die, make sure Quatre�s Ok for me.� Then Noin called me up- she wants me to try and stop Zechs, Milliardo, whatever he�s calling himself these days, from getting killed.�
�What did you say?�
�I�ll try my best. Gave the same answer to Treize when he called with the same request half an hour later.�
�Treize?�
�Yeah, I was surprised too. Oh, and Releena says to keep you out of trouble.�
Heero rolled his eyes. �What did you tell her?�
�I told her not to worry and that you knew what you were doing.� Said Duo. �Of course.�
�Thanks.� Said Heero.
�Strange girl,� Duo pushed back his chair and moved closer to Heero, �but her hearts in the right place. So, do you have any requests? Blow you up? Save everyone?�
Heero considered this carefully. He pulled Duo close and kissed him gently. �Take care of yourself, Duo.�