19-Sep-2000
Name: Ah, Karma
Author: Emi-chan (Emi-chan)
Archive: Lina can do with it what she will. I am giving it to her ^_^. Anyone else, email me or her.
Warnings: Sap? Yeah. Slight OOC-ness. No yaoi @_@.. well, not really, at least. Make of their relationships what you want.
Pairings: Eh. Implied 13x5.
Rated: PG-13 (the everyone-friendly fic!)
Disclaimers: The Gundam people mentioned in this fic don't belong to me. Lina belongs to herself as well as the message she wrote, and... that's about it ^_^;;
Notes: Lime flavors in this bit... well, artificial lime, whaddaya want?
Duo stalked the streets of New York like cherubic demon, a saint to several old ladies crossing streets and death to the pimps, muggers and perverts that tried to get under his coat. He possessively stuck his hands deep in the pockets of his ink-black trench coat and held it closer to his body. Muttering slightly to indicate dementia, the braided boy was able to ward off any approachers. Duo chuckled a bit, seeing the stares directed at him from passersby.
Reconnaissance, Heero had told him. Well, sure, he would take care of that, though it was unlikely that there would be any threat from the military this deep in the city. Trash decorated the streets here, over turned cars, burnt-out streetlamps and bums in every door stoop. This was the slums, and the nice people of the city proper didn't want to dirty their hands with it. Duo was right at home here.
Besides his little scouting exhibition, Duo had his own agenda; he would be meeting an old friend of his very soon, who would be able to help him in his search for the illusive Lina Inverse. If there was any information to be had, his Sammy'd have it, or know where to steal it. Duo glanced discreetly at his wrist, then cursed himself for forgetting his watch. Whatever the time was, Sammy ought to be joining him shortly.
Sure enough, as soon as the thought crossed his mind a slim figure detached itself from the shadows of a doorway and walked in step with the braided pilot. They walked in silence for another block, not looking at each other. Then, suddenly, the figure walking besides Duo grabbed his arm and bodily swung him into a nearby alcove. Duo grunted a bit as his back hit the shadowed wall but it was soon smothered as lips covered his in a very sloppy and noisy kiss... which continued for a good five minutes.
When they at last pulled away, Duo had the audacity to looked stunned for a minute, then chuckled. "Sam the Spy... if I had known you were going to be THAT happy to see me, I would have brought you flowers or somethin'!"
"Smart ass..." the husky voice muttered. "You were being followed."
"What??" Duo leaned out of the alcove and looked up and down the dark street. "By who?"
"Undercover Ozzie. He walked by when he saw you getting raped." Duo could just feel the other's sly grin.
"Ok, ok... so thanks." The two stepped out of the alcove and continued walking down the street, toward the downtown area.
"So, what've you been up to these past years, Duo?" Sammy asked as they walked, forsaking the near impassable sidewalks for the middle of the abandoned street. The pilot shrugged.
"A bit of this, a bit of that... You know, building massive machines of destruction, saving the universe, that sort of thing."
Sam nodded, a few locks of auburn hair escaping the young spy's beanie. Duo looked the kid over and approved of what he saw. Sammy had the presence of mind to fit in with the local urchins, wearing ill fitting raggedy old hand-downs from local church organizations. Perfect for hiding her body. He grinned as he noticed his friend glance his way, aware of the scrutiny.
"What, 'd I grow a third eye or something?" the girl asked, slightly annoyed.
"You've done a good job," Duo complimented, winning a smile from the red-headed teenager.
"Well, I've learned from the best," she countered, her light brown eyes twinkling in the rare lamplight at the braided boy.
"Damn straight you did!" Duo replied, complimenting himself. "So, where're we headed, anyways?"
"My place first, so I can clean myself up a bit," Sammy said.
"Clean up for what?"
"A party at a friend's house." She grinned at Duo's surprised expression. "I think she'll be able to help you out, or someone there will."
"So who's the friend?"
"Name's Paige. Paige Winner."
TBC
OOoooOOooo... the plot thickens! (after a three day lag.. ^_^;;) C&C VERY welcome!
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