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Fic: A Wrench to the Heart 9/?

A Wrench to the Heart 9/?


Disclaimer: I don’t own Gundam Wing.
Note: OH man.. I struggled with this chapter.


The house was set fairly far back from all the other houses. It didn’t really seem like a presidential mansion or any such status place, but in the context of the colony, Alexander could see how Duo’s house was a place of status. While the main train line ran in and out, the line went through a couple of kilometers of forest land in both directions, all around it. The house itself kept with the slightly Victorian flair, done in blue and white, with ornate trim and wind vanes, even though no wind blue on the space station  Watching from inside Duo’s private car on the train, he knew he’d never seen it before, but it still felt like coming home.
“Are there no cars on this colony,” Alexander asked Quatre. It was only them, Amira, and Duo in the car.
“No,” Quatre said, now strong enough to roll his own chair back from the table he and Alexander. “Duo loves cars way too much not to ha…

fic: A Wrench to the Heart 8/?

A Wrench to the Heart 8/?
By Max
Disclaimer: I don’t own Gundam Wing.

The door opened and Alexander moved to stand by the bed, glaring. “My financing will come through,” he challenged, arms across his chest.
“That is not going to be necessary,” Quatre said. His attendant pushed his wheelchair in. She was a tall woman in a face scarf, and modest clothing that were clearly designed to not restrict her movements should there be conflict.  “I have resolved the financial concerns.”
Alexander’s blue eyes narrowed at the strange man. He was so old, older than old, and yet there was something familiar about him, so familiar the deja vu gave him nausea.  “Do I know you?”
“Yes, and no,” Quatre said, moving around the other side of the bed. It took him a moment to get his hands onto the bed so he could take hold of Duo’s hand, rubbing the back with his thumb. “I really should have known better.”
“Do you know what’s wrong with him,” Alexander asked. He could leave now, he told himself. The man’s family…

Fic: A Wrench to the Heart 7/?

A Wrench to the Heart 7/?
By Max
Disclaimer: I don’t own Gundam Wing
Warning: Duo’s having quite a break down. There will be law enforcement.


Duo didn’t actually run all the way to Alexander Tanaka’s house. He caught a public light rail and then a ride share. Nothing moved fast enough.  As he ran down the street towards Tanaka’s house, towards Heero’s house... his mind was too filled with light to think clearly.  Love made his heart hurt.  Reality bent.

The moment he actually laid eyes on Heero’s house, then he wasn’t on the colony at all. He was on the boarding deck of a cruiseliner. There were pretty Japanese lanterns swinging in a virtual breeze and a sweep of Milky Way above them, muted and glittering like it looked through Earth’s atmosphere, though he knew they were boarding off of Main.L1. He was walking backwards swaying his hips to the Hawaiian music and Heero was only a step behind him.
Heero’s hair was longer, pulled into a ponytail. He was taller than wartime Heero, the Heero…

Fic: A Wrench to the Heart 6/?

A Wrench to the Heart 6/?
By Max
Disclaimer: I don’t own Gundam Wing


Duo grabbed the silly chef hat from his head and stomped to the frontdoor.  Hair wild standing on end and lightly covered in pancake mix, he pulled open the door and glared. “What do you want?”
Dr. Angela Ledbetter smiled, a tray of candy apples held in both hands. As she stared at Duo her expression transitioned from forced cheerfulness to complete bewilderment.  “Dr. Maxwell... I.. I thought we might not have gotten off to a great start. I understand it’s a holiday on Camelot... to celebrate the life of Heero Yuy and I thought I might come by and spend some time with you and the kids.”
They stared at each other for a moment.
She smiled nervously.
He took a slow breath.  He had not slept enough.  He had to have the ‘are you staying or going’ conversation with the new assistant and it was the day everyone talked about Heero Yuy. ‘I don’t think he’s really dead,’ was like the last thing one could stay today and if he was …