Disclaimer: Many organizations have come together to bring you this fanficiton fusion. Among them are: Bandai, Sunrise & Sotsu with Gundam Wing. Hans Christian Andersen and Disney with The Little Mermaid. Douglas Adams with A Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy. Hiro Mashima, Kodansha and TOKYOPOP with Rave Master. PIXAR with Finding Nemo. Satoru Akahori, Ray Omishi, Media Works, Mixx Entertainment & ADV with Sorcerer Hunters. ROBOT, JFN, STEP, A.T. Interactive, AIC & VIZ Video with Trouble Chocolate. Rikdo Koshi, SHONENGAHOSHA & ADV with Excel Saga. You Hyun, DAIWAN & TOKYOPOP with Faerie's Landing. Yoko Matsushita, Hakusensha & VIZ for Yami no Matsuei. Kazuya Minekura, ISSAISHA, TOKYOPOP Inc., & ADV with Saiyuki. Yuu Watase, SHOGAKUKAN, VIZ & Pioneer with Fushigi Yuugi. 95.5 fm Detroit for Tic Tac and the Hot Girl Check In. And Ladybug Oblivion for forcing the project on me, denying me TV time, video game time, eating time (apparently I can type with one hand) and sleeping time until the thing was finished.
Warnings: Gratuitous cameo appearances (as you can see from the extensive disclaimer), numerous (and quite unnecessary) quotes, and minor character bashing (including but not limited to Quatre, Catherine, Hilde and most especially Relena.) Shonen-ai.
"That," grinned the merman maniacally, "Is what I'd give my left arm to see!"
"Your highness," warned the crab.
"Nuh uh. Not listenin', Claws." Duo braced himself back against the seat, gripping the controls. "I gotta!"
"Gotta what?" asked Quatre.
"This is your only warning. Hang on!" With that the Deathscythe shot up out of the ocean and right into the middle of mayhem.
"What do you mean, 'below?'" asked Sally, involuntarily clenching her teeth.
"It came from the ocean, ma'am."
What next? "What's it doing?"
"Nothing at the moment, ma'am."
"Heero, did you copy that?"
"Yes, ma'am," responded the pilot.
"Noin?"
"Ma'am?"
"Take out that new unit."
"Yes, ma'am."
The suit just above the 'Scythe was the second most amazing thing. Whoever the pilot was, he was brilliant. In the space of a heartbeat, that pilot had downed six attacking units and had hardly moved at all.
"Duo?"
The blasts! The punches! The golden ring of victory!
"Duoooo! One o'clock!"
The clock! Clock? Duo's eyes flicked over to one o'clock. There was a mobile suit coming in fast. Really fast.
Instincts Duo wasn't aware he possessed kicked in to bring up the 'Scythe's shield arm and block the blow of the opposing suit.
A voice came out of the sound system. "Unidentified craft, this is Lucrezia Noin of the Imperial Air Command."
Ever inquisitive, the fish asked, "Where's that coming from?"
"You will stand down and evacuate this airspace or I will be forced to remove you permanently."
The prince grinned. "Ooh, she's a feisty one. How do I talk back, Crabby?"
Trowa mumbled something about "crab claws" and "royal hind-end" before giving Duo a warning glare and then flipping the communications switch.
"Wrong place and time, babe," began the prince's oh so appropriate speech. "I'm unarmed, uninformed and harmless."
"Unidentified craft," began Noin again, but Duo wasn't paying attention. His eyes were fixed on the amazing suit above and its miraculous ability to keep any other suit away from Noin's.
"Pilot claims to be unarmed and he's done nothing but protect himself, ma'am."
"Ask Heero's parents if they care when we present his dead body to them in lieu of a living one."
Noin snorted. "Won't be my problem. If he dies, I'll already be fish food."
"Sanderson down," came a report. "Melikesh down. Irnies down."
Shit. Shit. Double shit.
"Kamden, Wallchuck, DeTries down."
Sally gripped the edge of the table and then took one last look at the radar. Three red blips, one orange and too many green to count.
"Heero." It took all she had to prevent her voice from cracking. "On my mark dive for the ocean floor."
"Negative," was the instant reply.
"On my mark," argued the commander.
"Negative."
"Heero, we can't win this battle. Now, on my mark."
"Negative. I will end this."
He was going to do it. He was. Sally forced herself to not hit the nearest possible soldier merely to relieve the frustration. "Heero, don't you dare."
Despite the announcement, the merman's eyes remained glued to the fascinating suit. All of the attacking units immediately ceased all movement. The hatch of Duo's object of desire slid open and a young man stepped outside, holding something in his outstretched hand.
"Mission complete," said the boy before the suit blew up in a magnificent blast that engulfed two dozen of the mobile suits behind it.
Dou kept his focus on the boy and he saw that though the explosion was violent to say the least, the blast had thrown the boy into the sea.
The Deathscythe plunged into the ocean depths, following the sinking body. Almost subconsciously, Duo popped the hatch, swam out, caught the boy and quickly made for the surface. They had come up well away from the broken battle, partly due to Heero's trajectory and partly because Duo was purposely avoiding getting anywhere near those enemy units.
"Hello, kid?" He slapped the slack face lightly. "You alive?" There was no response. He placed his cheek near the boy's mouth and it was caressed by a slight breath. "Alrighty, you're alive. That's good."
"Duo!"
Duo jumped half a foot out of the water. "Don't scare me like that, Quatre!"
"What do you think you're doing, Your Highness?" the crab asked quietly.
"Uh... Search and rescue?" He shifted the unconscious boy higher in his grip.
"Do you realize-"
"Speaking of which, we need to get this guy to dry land. Y'know dry land, where human's live? You do know where to find some, right, O Great Trowa?"