This is the updated version of this fic. I hope it's improved a lot. ^_^
It is now a crossover/fusion fic with "Vision of Escaflowne", "Gundam Wing", and "Inu Yasha".
This fic is dedicated to Dannie-chan because talking about her "Escaflowne"/"GW" fic
inspired it.
Contains adult content and shounen ai. Read with discretion.
I own none of these characters. Please don't sue.
I would love some feedback.
This fic asks what would happen if Duo were put in Hitomi's place, but it should still make
sense even if you've never seen "The Vision of Escaflowne".
~~~~~ = visions
## = thoughts
***** = dreams
"Duo's Vision of Escaflowne" Vision 1
Duo stared at the dark haired perfect soldier who was still typing away at his laptop with deep
longing thought. It pained and disturbed him so to be right there with him yet to still be alone
at the same time for it seemed Heero never did so much as give notice to his prescence, much less
care in any way. Sometimes Duo would lay awake at night thinking about him and wondering why he
was the way he was.
#Can't he see how much I... Why do I torture myself like this? All that matters to him is
his stupid missions. A snowball has a better chance in hell than I do of even getting a glance
from him.#
Heero paused in his typing.
Duo knew well what that meant...
"Mission?"
"Ah."
Well, that was it, wasn't it? Before he knew it Duo was climbing into Deathscythe and strapping
himself in, in preparation for the dangers ahead. It wasn't that he minded missions so much. He
knew they were important for the well being and safety of the colonies. It just... Sometimes he
thought it would be a whole lot easier if he could at least talk about it, though the only person
currently around that it would be safe to talk about with wasn't exactly safe to talk about it
with. There was no way Heero was going to discuss anything that had to do with anything aside
from the technical and important aspects of a mission. It was damned frusterating.
As Duo warmed up Deathscythe he started to feel a bit dizzy and leaned back in his seat as
flashes of pink and blue danced before his vision...
~~~~~Vision~~~~~
Duo's vision refocused and he could see a slightly more tanned version of Heero fenceing with
real swords against an older man with red marking all over his body. It was errie but very real.
The man and Heero seemed to be fighting hard, but then they stopped and the man knocked Heero off
of his feet, telling him that he didn't charge agressively enough. Heero jumped back to his feet
and wiped at his nose, looking shameful and setting up to charge again as suddenly the blue and
pink flashes returned to Duo's vision and Deathscythe's cockpit began to fade back into place.
~~~~~
Heero was getting quite annoyed now. He had asked the Deathscythe pilot twice already. What was
wrong with him?! Why wasn't he answering?! It was quite irritating. He resolved himself to ask
only one more time before going to his cockpit to find out for himself.
"Duo, are you ready?" Heero asked with much agitation.
Duo shook his head to clear it.
"Wh-what? Oh... Oh... Hai. Let's go."
Duo pulled out some beef jerky, thinking himself to have low bloodsugar or something.
It wasn't long until boys arrived and infiltrated the base. All was going well at first, but
suddenly, while raceing down the halls after a particularly large explosion thanks to Heero's
distinct flashyness, they were spotted. Heero and Duo ran and ran down the corridor, desperate
to return to their gundams. Duo was running when his mind became a fuzz of pink and blue light
once again and he swayed on his feet.
~~~~~Vision~~~~~
The same darker version of Heero from earlier appeared directly in front of Duo. They made eye
contact and Duo noted to himself this boy had brown eyes, and Heero's were blue. He suddenly
felt something unexplainable yet incredable. Duo kept running and ran through him.
Duo's whole world and entire line of vision exploded into flames quite suddenly, and giant
mobile suits the likes of which he had never seen before appeared in front of him burning cities
in their wake. They were most common to the leos, though much much smaller. It was very odd.
Then, out of nowhere, an angel appeared and swept Duo away from all the danger.
~~~~~
Duo awoke in the infirmary covered in sweat and panting hard. Heero seemed to be standing by his
bed and looking down at him. He did not seem pleased.
"What happened back there? *glare* You passed out and almost got us captured."
Duo didn't know what to say. This was all so bizar. He wondered what the heck was wrong with
himself and joked to himself inside his head that it must be a brain tumor or something.
"G-gomen, Heero," was all Duo could think to say.
"It's... I'm just glad..."
Heero had been taken aback by this whole thing and didn't at all seem like himself for the
moment. He actually seemed... worried, amazingly enough.
"What???"
Duo was shocked an amazed by this sudden show from Heero. It, quite obviously, wasn't anything
at all like him.
#That you're ok,# Heero thought to himself. He was just thankful Duo was alright which caused
him to doubt himself. Wars were no place or time to start getting soft on any one person. It
could cause all kinds of trouble. Just look at the whole Quatre insodent...
"The mission, it was a success."
#Always about the mission.#
Duo almost snickered at himself. This was just sad. He was jealous of a thing... not even a
person, and it was a very important thing at that, a thing even Duo had to put first always.
"Oh," Duo answered flattly.
#He wouldn't want me.#
Duo was suddenly struck by an idea... a crazy idea, but one that just might work. Well, it
was worth a try. Why not? What the hell? It wasn't like Heero could get any less reponsive and
careing so Duo really didn't have anything to loose. Besides, Duo knew the odds were they would
probably both die as soon as tommorrow.
"Oi Heero?"
"Ah."
Duo grinned with a slight gleam in his eyes.
"You know how you're always saying I need to train harder, and that my running isn't fast
enough?"
"Hai."
It was true. Heero seemed to always look for an excuse to point out Duo's flaws and mistakes.
Duo usually took it badly, but it was because Heero worried for Duo's safety constantly whether
he wanted to or not.
Duo firmed his resolve and got ready to dodge any oncoming insults or blows. It was now or
never.
"If I can beat you in a race, how bout you give me my first kiss?" Duo blushed profusely.
Heero's eyes narrowed as he stared deeply into Duo's, trying to keep a slight blush from tainting
his own cheeks.
"You couldn't beat me in a race if your life depended on it."
Duo grinned and winked, thinking he just might be able too. He was, after all, slightly faster
at dodging bullets and such... Well, even if he was wrong it was sure as hell worth a try.
"Than what are ya worried about?"
"I didn't say I was worried, baka. Hn..."
#Why is he doing this? It must be to annoy me. Hn.#
"Than accept, Heero... if you dare."
Duo grinned wickedly. This was amusing. Just the look on Heero's face amused him. He was glad
he hadn't chickened out on this idea.
"Fine. I accept."
Duo was quite surprised but pleased, his grin spreading ear to ear.
Fifteen minutes later found Heero and Duo out in the wide open field on Quatre's estate.
Duo pointed to a large oak tree about a hundred yards away.
"That's the finish mark."
Heero glared ahead at it, and frowned a bit.
"Fine."
Duo and Heero lined up and prepared to run.
"Ready... Set... Go!"
Duo called out as he and Heero took off running.
Suddenly, blue lightening filled the area, and the same darker version of Heero that Duo
envisioned earlier appeared in front of him again. Duo kept running and smacked right into
him. Heero stopped in his tracks as Duo disappeared before his eyes into a large blue
light.
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