LETTERS FROM DUO
for the Death and the Dragon Arc)
By: Mel and
Warnings: Filler? Angst?
Duo sighed and chewed on his
lip anxiously. Why wouldn't Wufei let himself be 'one of the guys'? Why wouldn't
he loosen up and have just a little fun? Leaning back in his chair and looking
at the cockpit's ceiling, he frowned, then nodded in
"Right. Quatre wants us all there. Even if 'Fei
doesn't want to be there for his own sake, maybe he would for Quatre's. He's
always been polite and sort of considerate towards Q. Besides, I can honestly
say I did try if he doesn't bother to show
SENT: 16:46 October 25, 196AC
You know, it
really wouldn't hurt you to loosen up and join in our various 'extra-curricular'
activities. I mean, what harm would joining our snowball fight have done? Or the
post-fight card game? Or any of the other fun, teenage things we've
We may be soldiers, but we're still 16 year old boys. We need some
'normal' activities in our screwed up, death and destruction-filled lives. Even
Heero admits that, and he's 'Mister Mission'. Without some down time we'll turn
into... I don't know what, but it won't be good. And sitting alone in your room,
reading, doesn't count as 'down time'. We need to socialise, even if it is just
with each other.
Quatre wants to do something for Halloween-- that's
October 31, if you didn't know-- and wants us all to be there. It's his first
Halloween, and since he's never experienced it before, he wants to have a little
party, maybe go trick-or-treating, something. Heero and Trowa have already
agreed, though they didn't say if they'd do the whole costume thing or not.
Quatre found this house in Salem, Massachusetts, USA... which is cool because
that's where all the witch hunts and stuff were back in the 17th century. He's
really excited about it.
Anyway, before I keep running on, please try to
be there. You may not really consider us as 'friends', but we consider you our
friend, and Quatre will be disappointed if you don't at least show up. He really
wants you there... and you know how Trowa is when Quatre is
* * * * *
Wufei winced as he saw the
message from Duo waiting in his inbox. He knew he'd been acting even more
distant and unfriendly lately, trying to keep his distance from the braided
pilot, and some sort of backlash was overdue.
He felt even worse after he
*I was expecting him to be angry,* he realised, sitting
back with one hand over his mouth after re-reading it. *Not... hurt and
disappointed, and obviously trying not to offend me.*
much better if he was calling me names.*
Before he could give way to
temptation and send a reply telling Duo how he really felt, how he wanted to be
friends-- and more than friends-- he reached out and quickly deleted the
message, opening a new email instead of replying
SENT: 17:02 October 25, 196AC
At present, I have no
missions scheduled for between now and the beginning of November; if this
doesn't change, I'll join you in Salem for your party. No guarantees.
I don't make it, have fun. Feed Maxwell some candy apples or something and tell
him they're from me; it's what I'd do to keep him quiet if I was
hit 'send' and immediately started composing a careful message to Master O,
asking if there were any OZ bases that needed attention in Europe, or Asia, or
anywhere else far away from Salem, Massachusetts.