Disclaimer: I do not in any way own gundam wing. I just use the characters to write stories. This fic is the first one I ever wrote it was wrote 09/01/01. Warnings:  Hint of Yaoi, 1x2. Sad Depressing. When I was writing this I needed a Kleenex box. Onto the story: ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Mission Impossible: Duo sat staring out the window of the new safe house. He was bored Heero was gone so he couldn't bug him. Quatre was busy. Trowa was outside. And Wufei was reading. Which left him alone, long enough to think about what was happening to him and what had already happened in his past. Duo stared at the long fields that stretched for miles in both directions. <So pure> Duo thought. <So Green, untouched by all the innocent deaths that happened everyday. Untouched by the war. These plants were so pure and green and fresh. So enticing. > Whoa I must be losing it I am hitting on plants! ! ! A couple weeks went by and Duo couldn't help but rethink his decision about God. Sure God did alot of shitty things to him.  I mean he didn't even care when Duo was on the streets but now.... he didn't know maybe all this loneliness was getting to his head but it couldn't be loneliness what was it? This was foreign sensation. Was it guilt? Betrayal, Loneliness, Fear? He didn't know he'd just go bug Heero that would get him out of this phase. But it didn't he grew more distant and more distant everyday only saying please when supper was served, never bouncing on Heero. Well Christmas came, and Heero who was worried gave him a knife. "It is to protect yourself if you need it. Use it, Okay?" Was that worry in his best friend's eyes. Well if it was Duo obviously didn't care. Now playing Heero's role he only Grunted "Hn.." in acknowledgment. Duo woke up in a cold sweat he felt someone watching him. He looked around the room no one was in here was it just his imagination? "C'mon Duo we got a mission." Trowa said. "I'm not going on anymore missions I refuse to kill anyone anymore. Peace isn't even obtainable we are just making a big deal out of nothing. Now leave me alone." Suddenly, suicide flashed across his mind. It would be so simple yet so painless. No more suffering no more missions. No more talks about peace. Duo walks downstairs and through the living room towards the front door! "Duo...Where are you going?" "Just for a walk, Cat." Duo answered reasonably. "Let me come with you...." Duo cut Quatre off. "No!!!" Duo walked into the field he had been staring at no more than a month ago. The dagger tightly clenched in his hand. His grip tightened. He slowly brought the knife up to his wrist and began picking and reopening the scar he had gotten so long ago. It hurt badly but Duo was determined. He hated that pain, the loss, the suffering. If he suffered this one last time he wouldn't have to suffer anymore. The dagger hit the vein. He stopped. It had begun sprinkling. He looked up. As years of sorrow and suffering flowed down his cheek in the resemblance of tears. Then softly lied down in the bed of grass. And slit his throat dragging the dagger along his neck tearing flesh-bringing blood. Before pressing harder and harder just so the cut would go deeper and deeper. When he felt himself give and then there was total blackness. Dark. Relief. Then a feeling he never knew he would be able to experience. Peace. True Peace, would only be obtainable through death. When the other four came out to tell Duo to come in and get out of the rain they found his body limp. Dead. The tears were still visible the ones he cried of relief. There was a peaceful look across their best friend's face the joker was gone. He was at peace now. Heero recalled earlier that week when Duo asked him why he thought it rained. Of course being the "Perfect Soldier" he was he gave the braided baka the science explanation. Then Heero asked why he wanted to know. Duo told Heero that it rained because God was crying and puring the earth again. Then creeping Heero out he said aloud he wondered if it would rain when he died. Heero closed his eyes letting the tears of love, regret, and pain fall down his face. He licked his salty lips and looked down lovingly at the boy he never got to tell he loved. "God is crying for you Duo. And so is my heart. Ai Shiteru, Duo! Even if you won't ever be able to feel the same way, about me.  ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Sequel? I don't know you tell me should I write one. Write to abrinser@rew2000.com and give me your answer. But if I do write one it will be in Heero’s point of view. (POV) © 2001 Athena Brinser +On To... Mission Impossible 01+ +Back To Hosted FanFics+ +Back To FanFiction+ +Back To Sunfire Cafe+