Lunar Symphony

Title: Lunar Symphony

Author(s): Dark Nuriko and JessEklom

Category: Gundam Wing

Genre: Drama/Humor

Pairings: 1x2 eventually, 3x4 established.

Warnings: Shounen ai, language, adult themes, lemon (eventually)

Rating: R for certain reasons.

Disclaimer: Mobile Suit Gundam Wing does not belong to us. It is property of Hajime Yatate. Copyright infringement not intended, although we'd love to call them our own.

Author's Note: This is about the lives of the pilots after the war. If I say anything else, I'd ruin the surprise. Enjoy.

Nuriko: Here's the next installment from JessEklom and myself. With Once a Lifetime and Heero-Ella such big hits, we thought we'd try another story.

Jess: Only this one differs from our previous stories.

Nuriko: This one deals with the darker side of life.

Jess: I can't believe you decided to write something like this.

Duo: :comes in slowly: I can't believe I agreed with this.

Jess: Or that Heero agreed to this.

Heero: :from offstage: Hn.

Duo: She promised us a lemon. I should have known it would come at a price.

Nuriko: :grins: That's what happens when you make wise cracks about my recent style of writing.

Heero: :still offstage: In other words, don't say anything bad to her about her writing.

Jess: I agree.

Nuriko: Glad to see you two understand. Now, on to Chapter One.

Chapter One; Duo POV:

Slipping out of the bed silently, I padded across the carpeted floor on bare feet. My braid was barely mused but my body was sore and sticky. I slid into the shower and carefully washed off all traces of my previous activities. Boy, did I miss my life during the war. Back then I was somebody; someone special. I had been Duo Maxwell, Gundam pilot and stealth and demolitions expert.

Now I was just Duo Maxwell, street rat and professional streetwalker. That was what I truly was. What I had been before the war and what I would always be. That's how my life always has been. Nothing good ever happens in my life for long. Hell, the war had been a picnic compared to my current way of life. Yet there wasn't much someone on L2 had in way of surviving the harsh streets. Many stole, lied, and cheated, and that was just the government officials.

I dried off and pulled on my tight black leather pants and black leather vest. This way I showed off my smooth stomach and well-muscled chest. I had feminine curves and my hips were always a best seller. My muscle tone didn't de-tract from my looks. In all honesty it drove men and women alike into a frenzy of hormone driven lust.

My long chestnut brown hair and violet eyes drew my customers to me and my skills kept them coming back. When one was as clever and quick witted as I was, who wouldn't want me? I stopped be the foot of the bed and picked up the pair of discarded slacks lying there. I dug out a wallet from a back pocket and opened it silently. I took all the cash from it before putting it back. I then dropped the slacks and slipped the cash into my back pocket.

"Sorry, man. You were good, but not free good," I muttered, staring at my latest job. He was a fairly handsome man with long blond hair and sky blue eyes. I had realized instantly why this guy needed a professional. He was quick on the draw and lacked the common sense to give his partner pleasure.

Not that I expected to find pleasure among the men and women I slept with. In fact, not once had I gained physical release with any of them. To me, it was simply work, plain and simple. I then silently slipped out of the room. Sometimes it was a blessing, being as silent as I was. I never liked how clingy some of my customers were. It was simply easier to vanish without a trace.

"Hey, Duo! How'd it go?" a sweet voice questioned. Morgana Wallace was a sweet young girl who had taken to following me around after I had saved her from some rather mean men. She was a pretty slick thief, but drew the line on doing what I did. I couldn't really blame her for her way of thinking either. Her long black hair was also pulled back in a braid like mine and her stormy gray eyes drew many a second glance. She reminded me of myself so many years ago; so I took her under my wing and we helped each other out.

"It went quicker than expected, Morgan," I answered with a smile. She rolled her eyes and briefly brushed past a well-dressed young man. He gave her a leering once over before continuing on his way. Twirling his gold wristwatch on one finger she smirked. She really was a swift, efficient thief. No one would expect the eight year old to be that good.

"I could have told you that. He didn't remind me of the sharing type." I choked back my laughter. She may only be eight years of age, but her mind and body were well ahead of their years.

"Take this and get yourself dinner. I'll take in the watch and bring home your money in the morning." Night on the streets of L2 was brutal so I always tried to get her off them before sunset.

"You won't be home tonight, Duo?" she asked, taking the money from my hand and stuffing it down her shirt. She then handed over the wristwatch. I took it and slid it onto my wrist, knowing no one would question someone of my profession for having it.

"No, Morgan, I won't. I've got to make enough for rent this month."

"I've already got half of it, Duo." I blinked in surprise. I always knew she was good, just not that good.

"Then I might be home late. Depends on how well things go tonight." She nodded.

"All right, Duo. I won't wait up." She then slipped onto the tip of her toes and kissed my cheek. "Be careful," She whispered before slipping off. I had been teaching her how to move silently. She was learning very well. Almost too well, if truth be told.

"I will," I whispered, moving off to my usual area. The dusk program of L2 was certainly not anything to lose your attention over. The only thing that happens is they dim the daytime lights little by little before allowing streetlights and simulated starlight to illuminate the city.

Oh how I missed Earth. Nothing was fake there. Sunlight was real during the day and the moon was a beautiful sight at night. That's what I really missed. Nature in all its true glory. A rather older gentleman moved over toward me just then. He wasn't extremely old mind you, but he wasn't my type.

"How much?" the gentleman asked. I pasted on my best smile and allowed my voice to sound husky. My body moved suggestively near him, not quite touching him.

"Depends on what you want," I purred into his ear. That lust filled gaze flicked over me. Hook, line, and sinker, this one was caught.

"Do you have any limitations?" he asked, one hand running over my hips. Oh, this one liked the kinky stuff, I could tell. Just then I heard a low growl. I had just enough time to look away from my customer before a rather familiar fist flew at me. My head was knocked back and I saw stars. Only one person had ever hit me like that. Damn, I thought they'd never visit the slums of L2. Boy how wrong I was.

"Damn, Heero, not the face. No one pays for damaged goods," I muttered, watching my potential customer quickly walk off.

"What are you doing?" Heero growled, his Preventer's uniform scaring off many people who were on the streets. There wouldn't me much business tonight.

"I'm working, Heero. What does it look like to you?"

"Like you were whoring yourself," he growled through clenched teeth.

"Ding, ding, ding. Give the Preventer a cookie," I muttered. Heero's Prussian blue eyes turned to ice as he narrowed them in my direction. Oh he didn't like that remark, not at all.

"Why? Why didn't you turned to Quatre, Trowa, Wufei, or myself? Why subject yourself to this?" I sighed, rubbing my jaw. He still hit like a sledgehammer.

"I don't want to rely on anyone for anything. Besides, I'm needed here. There is so much I can do for other children stuck here on these streets. I've even got someone special to take care of." Heero's gaze darkened, making me swallow. Why didn't I realize sooner that my next words could get me into a lot of trouble? "Excuse me, but I still have work to do."

"No, you don't," he growled as I turned from him. I was suddenly grabbed by rough hands and soon found my world upside down, my braid kissing the ground. My only vision was Heero broad back. When had he gotten so big, I wonder.

"Heero! What are you doing?! Put me down!"

"I'll do that once we get to my room," Heero muttered as he stormed off, myself stuck over his shoulder upside down.

Nuriko: Well, there you have it. Chapter One is complete.

Jess: :smirks: Now it's my turn to do some damage.

Nuriko: I didn't know you enjoyed torturing the boys.

Jess: Normally I don't. But Morgana gave me some good ideas.

Morgana: I did?

Jess: :nods: Yes, dear. You certainly did.

Morgana: Cool.

Duo: Be afraid, people. Be very afraid.

Nuriko: :laughs: Until next chapter, ja mata ne.