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09-Jun-2000

Okay, here goes nothin'!

Disclaimer: GW isn't mine, despite my wishing it were.
Warnings: AU, OOC, Shounen ai, possibly angst, death death death (I say it three times for a reason). From an unnamed person's perspective. Pairings: 1x2/2x1 (I'm not sure yet - not that it really matters).
This is my first *real* fic, so it's bound to totally suck. *g* Which I fully expect it to!
Archive? If you feel the need to, by all means.
C&C would be appreciated - it's the deciding factor on whether I finish this or not.
/'...'/ indicates inner voice (which I plan to use more later)

 

 

The Watcher by Siberian Tiger

Part One

 

I've been watching them for almost two months now, and I'm beginning to get jealous. The love they have for each other pierces my heart and pains me. I want what they have. But I don't want to be involved with someone else - I want to *be* one of them. Even if it's just for a moment - just long enough to see the world through their eyes. I know they've seen so much pain and destruction in their still too short lives, more so than any report can possibly tell me. What's worse is that I have to kill them.

 


 

Exactly thirty-six days ago I was given a package from someone connected to what was known only as the Underground. Inside the package was a ton of money, almost 10,00,000 credits, a few sheets of paper containing some details about the mission and a photo of two people who I could tell were madly in love. Two young men, only seventeen years of age, by the names of Heero Yuy and Duo Maxwell, two former Gundam pilots. My targets.

Mission parameters: Confirm targets and eliminate discreetly. If possible make the cause look self-inflicted so as not to draw too much attention.

But I couldn't. From the moment I saw the picture, the two looking at each other (in some park near their apartment I believe), I felt a pain in my heart. The beautiful smiles on each boys' face, the love clear as day in their eyes. But I was paid to eliminate them, and failure to do so would me my life as well as theirs. So now I was protecting them and looking after my own ass at the same time.

At first it had been relatively easy, no one else had been sent after them for several weeks so I was allowed time to learn their habits and stake out places the couple would frequent. Once my contact had learned I had betrayed them there were others that were looking for blood, but I am the best of the best and I'm damn sure gonna prove it to them. There have been four so far. They were good, but not good enough. The sad part is that the replacements will only get sloppier as time progresses. I can't protect Heero, Duo, and myself forever. There will come a time where the replacement will just use an explosive to take out the whole apartment and then hunt me down (and get his/her ass killed).

So here I sit at my perch across from Heero and Duo's apartment, waiting, watching, jealousy and happiness for them eating me up inside. Up until this point I had resisted the urge to tell them who I was and what I was doing (originally and now) because I knew it would only bring them pain. I didn't want that. I wanted them to live out their lives in happiness - in part because they deserved it and because I couldn't bear the thought of their bliss disturbed. But bliss is like a soap bubble - it won't stay intact for long...

 


 

I was moving in to the apartment across from theirs, as the previous owner had suddenly "disappeared" without a trace. It was stupid move, I know, but in order to protect them around the clock I had to be as close to them as possible. I had made it a point to introduce myself to no one but them, why I did this I honestly don't know. Maybe I was lonely, just wanted to hear their voices up close in person, be near them, the reason eludes me.

They invited me in. Oh God what was I thinking? What the hell was I doing here? What?

"Would you like something to drink?" Duo offered.

I hesitated, letting his voice roll around in my head for a few moments.

"No thanks." I hope I wasn't staring at the poor kid, I had a glare that rivaled his companion's in tenacity and fear-provoking. I had made the last replacement piss his pants before I killed him.

/'You're getting that look on your face - stop thinking about that.'/

I was. I had this half-assed smile that made me look sadistic and scary. They were staring at me, but not with a look of fear or disgust, but with knowing and understanding. If I could only read their minds...

We sat down, I on the chair by the door and Heero and Duo on the couch perpendicular to me. I took the bug (in the shape of a pin) and slipped it into the cushion when they weren't looking. Job completed.

"So, have you been here long?" Heero said coldly. Despite the warmth he showed to his lover he was still cold and unfeeling to most everybody else. Duo sat down beside him and they clasped their hands together. This was getting unbearable. And once again, I'm taking too long to respond to them. Heh. They'll think I'm an idiot!

"Just a few months." In case they had seen me before I didn't want to lie to them. I glanced around their apartment for a few moments, even though I already knew the floorplan like the back of my hand and been staring into it from the outside for quite some time, it was nice to finally be inside.

"What do you do for a living?" Uh oh. The question I knew they'd ask. Stupid me for not thinking of an answer ahead of time.

In my best tough guy accent I feigned looking serious and said "I mostly hurt people." They looked at each other for a moment and then both turned to look at me - grinning. Whew. Catastrophe avoided - for now. "What about you two?"

Turnabout is only fair play.

"Not much really," Duo said, the grin fading from his face. "We used to be Preventers and at the moment we're mooching off of an old friend." That 'old friend' I had found out was Quatre Winner - I wasn't going to walk into anything blind so I had done my research.

Sensing the uneasiness I decided it was time to leave - after all I had completed what I came here for. "I should probably get going - still have to unpack and get settled in and such. But it was nice meeting you two." Nice? Jeez I was turning into a softy!

We said our goodbyes and I left, walking the whole five feet to my apartment. The moment the door closed I took out the receiver and turned it on. It was working perfectly! I could hear *everything*. Every little noise, footstep, breath, oh that's some heavy breathing. It made me miss my perch across the street. At least there I could watch them. I couldn't wait to install the cameras... Oh boy. They must've been really eager for me to leave! "Those kids..." I smiled.

 


(tbc...?)

I wrote the beginning of this late Wednesday night and decided to add on to it today. I've even started plotting! Yeah! *g*

(:./siberiant/watcher1)

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