LETTERS FROM DUO
for the Death and the Dragon Arc)
By: Mel and
stepped out of the bathroom with one towel wrapped around his waist and rubbing
his hair vigorously with a second, and walked into the small bedroom. Mozart's
Requiem Mass was playing, louder than normal since he was alone in the safehouse
at the moment, and the unbraided teen joined in, a small smile quirking his
lips. Duo was a classical music nut. It wasn't something he broadcast, since it
didn't really fit the image he portrayed. Most people saw him and expected his
tastes to run to dance music or loud hard rock... or even techno. He truly
enjoyed all music, but during his short time with Sister Helen and Father
Maxwell, they had instilled in him a deep love of the concertos, chorales,
contatas and fugues of the late Baroque through the Romantic periods, especially
the various 'Masses' by Mozart and Handel, and Beethoven's
'Dies irae, dies illa
solvet saeclum in
teste David cum Sibylla.
Quantus tremor est
quando judex est venturus,
Quatre and Heero knew of Duo's
'secret', though the braided pilot assumed Trowa did too, since Quatre kept
virtually nothing from him. Quatre had found out very early on when one of his
Bach recordings went missing. The poor blond spent three days searching the
safehouse they were sharing, finally giving up and going into town to purchase a
new one. Returning a few hours later, he walked in the front door to the strains
of the missing cd and the sight of Duo sitting in a window seat, staring out the
glass, swaying and nodding to the lilting harpsichord tones of Invention No. 8
in F Major.
Heero found out in a less shocking way. He had walked into
their shared bedroom late after a mission to find Duo sound asleep, Mozart's
'Eine Kleine Nacht Music' playing softly on his stereo. The next day, he had
come right out and asked his partner about it. Placing breakfast on the table,
Duo sat and fully explained his 'secret' passion, thus introducing Heero to the
fantastical world of classical music, and creating another fan.
jerked from his reverie when the music abruptly cut off and his laptop beeped,
signalling an email had come in.
SENT: 15:36 May 13,
SUBJECT: WHERE ARE THEY?!
I thought you said you wouldn't borrow my disks without telling me?!
Trowa and I wanted to spend a quiet evening listening to music, and guess what?
What Trowa wants to listen to IS NOT HERE! Where is my Scarlatti Sonatas for
Harpsichord? And my Corelli Sonatas? Pachelbel's Organ Music? I know you already
have Mozart's Quartets for Flute and Strings, since I made you the copy, why
borrow mine? Did yours get lost or ruined?
All in all, of the six disks
Trowa wants to listen to, we have one. ONE! You know I don't mind you borrowing
my music when you don't have a copy. You know I'm more than happy to make you
those copies. But could you at least tell me before you pinch them?! Trowa will
be back from his mission in an hour, so I don't even have time to go and buy new
ones! So much for our 'nice, quiet, romantic evening'. You know Trowa never
states a preference to what music we listen to. The one time he does... I DON'T
You owe me big, Duo, very big. Next time tell me
P.S. How did your mission go?
* * * * *
Duo's eyes widened as
he read through Quatre's tirade, then confusion set in. *But I didn't borrow
those disks... and my Mozart Quartets is just
SENT: 17:48 May 13, 196AC
SUBJECT: Re: WHERE
I didn't borrow any of those! The last thing I borrowed was
Mendelssohn's Midsummer Night's Dream... and I already gave that back, after
making my own copy. Besides, I just picked up my own Scarlatti last week, when I
stopped over in London.
You know I *do* tell you when I borrow things.
Especially since you had such a fit when I borrowed the Zelenka and took it on
that mission where it got trashed. Believe me, I learned my lesson.
you left them at the last safe house? You've done that before, remember that
blue wool pullover? If not, then I don't have a clue what happened to them. If
you want, I can upload the Scarlatti to your computer... and I may be able to
find a couple of the others online quick. It's not the same as playing them on
your stereo, but it's better than nothing, right? Let me know.
mission went fine. No injuries, no delays, it went off like
P.S. Say hi to Tro for me.
* * * * *
Duo reset his music, sat back
and finished drying his hair. He was finally relaxing from his surprise at
Quatre's message whent he front door opened. Cursing, he grabbed his gun, but
relaxed a moment later when he heard Heero call out, "It's me."
Heero," the unbraided teen said, putting down the towel and walking out to the
lounge, brush in hand. "Have you, by any chance, seen some of Q-bean's disks?
He's missing a Scarlatti, a Corelli, a--"
He stopped short as Heero
pulled the missing disks out of his duffel, a sheepish look on his face. "I
thought they'd be good to listen to on my mission," he mumbled.
man..." Duo snickered, eyes shining. "Not only have I turned you into a
classical music fan, I've also turned you into a thief! This day is getting
better and better! Just do me a favour... next time, warn Q that you're
'borrowing' them. I just got what counts for an ass-chewing, coming from Mr
Blond and Polite. He is NOT happy, you know, and thought I pinched
"Hn. I'll explain it to him," the Japanese pilot said
apologetically, for him.