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.
"Hello, kid? You alive?" The voice did not belong to any of Heero's men. "Alrighty, you're alive. That's good."
Good, indeed. The darkness slipped over him once again.
"Another hour. Maybe two."
"Two hours? I don't think I can drag him for another ten minutes. My arms'll fall off!"
It was two hours to their destination. The real question was what is their destination and why are they swimming to it? That little tidbit of a fact hadn't escaped Heero's concussed brain, that they were floating in the wide ocean.
"Don't blame Trowa," this from a new voice. "You're the one who left the Deathscythe behind."
"Details, details."
"Deal with it, Your Highness."
The arms shifted again. "I guess I'm just gonna havfta, right Crabby?"
The darkness returned.
"Heero?" The far off cry drove the angel away and when Heero managed to sit up, he was alone on the beach.
"Puun." Plue's head popped up over a rock formation.
His sisters were, however, quite like their brother and unable to remain quiet for long.
"What is it? What can't you take, Duo?" Hinano was the first to her brother's side, a look of concern on her face.
"Probably the pressure of being a looser," supplied Medea with a smile fit for a queen.
Fanta slapped her twin's shoulder. "Medea! That was rude. What's wrong, Duo?"
Six pairs of eyes fixed on the prince. Duo couldn't recall the last time he had the attention of all of his sisters, even Excel had stopped her near constant ranting. "Uh..." He couldn't tell them. He wasn't sure himself what exactly it was he couldn't take. Was it the continuous thoughts of a particular mobile suit in action or was it the need to see that suit in action again? Or was it... the suit's... pilot... "It's nothing you need to concern yourselves over."
"Who are you and what have you done with my brother?" asked Tira shoving a wound up whip under his nose.
"That was much too eloquent for you, Duo dear," explained Chocolate not even attempting to reign her sister in.
"Listen," he checked to make sure he still had their undivided attention, "It's nothing I can't handle on my own."
"So, you're okay then?" asked Hinano.
"Yeah, I'm okay."
"You're Welcome!" she cried. Duo patted her on the head and then made his way outside of the palace.
The merman put on his best smile for his friend, trying his hardest to make it touch his eyes. "Is it a present? I loves me some presents!"
"Better," declared the fish, grabbing the prince's wrist and dragging him all the way to the Emporium.
Quatre threw Duo inside, checked left and right, pulled the door shut behind him and then triple bolted the locks.
A real smile began worming its way onto Duo's lips. "What's the conspiracy?"
"You'll see," said the fish defensively. "Now, close your eyes." The merman complied. "And no peeking!"
"Wouldn't dream of it, Quat." His arm was yanked nearly out of socket as Quatre made his way to the back of the garage.
"Okay, you can open them."
It took a moment for Duo's eyes to adjust to the dim lighting of the garage and the first thing he could make out was the image of Deathscythe, but as his irises shifted another figure formed from the shadows, that of a battered, winged mobile suit. Wing Zero. Duo's jaw dropped.
Quatre clapped his excitement. "The great Duo Triton, speechless."
"Not speechless," Duo managed, sucking up a bit of drool, "But pretty damn close. Holy Crap, Quatre! Where did you get it?"
"Where do you think?" A measurable amount of smugness had entered Quatre's tone.
Duo wasn't sure what to say, so he said the first thing that came to mind. "Dude, you fucking rock!"
The fish raised a hand. "I know. I know. Don't stop on my account. I like compliments."
Duo felt so giddy, like a child with a thousand new toys and all the candy he could eat. "I can keep it? Really?"
"I should say not."
It was like he'd just been hit with a rock, a really big rock with spikes. He turned, deliberately slowly, as if that would change his fate. It didn't. "Hi, mom."
"Yes. Hello." She was not amused. "Duo, I will ask you this only once. What is this?"
Duo tried not to squirm. "A garage."
"And what are those?" She indicated the Gundams.
"Mobile suits."
"Why are you building mobile suits?"
"I didn't build both of them." He grinned in spite of the situation. "Just the one on the left."
One of the queen's eyebrows raised. "And the other, where did you get it?"
"Qua- er... It was on the ocean floor."
She changed tactics by raising a hand casually. "Trowa? Where did my son obtain that gundanium-alloy mobile suit?"
Duo hadn't noticed the crab until his mother had spoken to him. "It belongs to Prince Heero, Your Majesty. Prince Duo has recently met his acquaintance."
Something unidentified flashed through the queen's expression. "Prince Heero? This is not good, my son." She raised her staff and a blade of pure thermal energy appeared curving out from its end. "Not good at all." She advanced on the Wing Zero.
"Mom? What are you doing?" Someone or someones clamped onto his arms. "You can't just destroy it!" He surged forward, but the bonds held. "Mom, don't!"
The Wing Zero was systematically destroyed by one all powerful Sea Scythe. The Deathscythe followed shortly after, the death of Death.