Yay. Im back! ^^.Im quite proud of this one, so be nice.

DISCLAIMER: Gundam Wing is property of Bandai, Sotsu Agency and many other geniuses in Japan

RATING: PG-13/R

PAIRINGS: 13+5 (kinda) 1x2, 3+4 mentioned

WARNINGS: Yaoi, a bit of violence, language, some sexuality or suggestive material, AU maybe, some content may be kind of a rip off of a movie Im sure you all know. and some chapters are songfics. ^^;;

NOTES:

```- scene change

***- flashback

//\\- thoughts

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It's Only Forever

Chapter 1

By Infidel/LunaSeraph

Edited by Mina Star
Fire ripped through the Sunday sky, tearing a new one on the forces in the air. They had firepower, but no spirit in them to win the battle.

Wufei smirked inside of his Gundam. Victory was eminent as early as then for him. His dark eyes somehow shone in the obscurity of the cockpit and he terminated more suits on the ground. Turning to the panel, he launched his flame thrower, taking out the few suits left in the sky, and he proceeded to the mammoth facility located in the center of the base.

"These soldiers. They have no figthing spirit. They do not want to be here. I hate fighting draftees." the Chinese rolled his eyes and destroyed the little getaway vehicles near his Gundam's feet. Quietly he laughed at the hopelessness of their attempts. Quickly he stopped his laughing. He was beginning to enjoy it, which made him sick.

//Why? Why are you laughing Chang? Have you had so much of victory that you begin to think you are unstoppable? With power comes the evil of corruption. Is that what you are now?\\ //No. Temporary insanity.\\ He answered himself and blew up the hangar to his left. Silent and solemn now, he stomped on the dormitories, indifferent to the bodies that were now scattered on the concrete.

Pausing by the inner security gates, he recalled his mission objective.

***flashback***

"Wufei. Duo and Heero were captured in the South American base three days ago."

Wufei looked up from his book, his eyes relaxed in a careless manner. Trowa stood before him with a folder in his hand, and a disk in the other. Attempting to hand the folder to Wufei, Trowa frowned as the boy merely looked at it and then returned to his book.

"So? What do you want ME to do about it?" He spat and shifted positions on the bed.

"We want YOU to take the mission." Quatre walked in and took the folder from Trowa and threw it on the bed beside the chinese pilot.

"What mission? I thought you said they were captured." he snorted.

"They were! Its a rescue mission!" Quatre exclaimed trying not to sound too threatening and upset the pilot.

"Since when was I assigned to rescue missions? Why aren't YOU two taking the missions, since you want them back so badly!"

Quatre sighed and crossed his arms. He looked to his lover, who was never talkative. So he popped in the disk into Heero's abandoned laptop nearby. The screen blinked and displayed all three pilots' information.

"Because we have missions too. Besides, your Gundam's abilities are much more apt for this mission than Trowa's and mine." Quatre scrolled down on the laptop, and opened a file of photographs. "This is the base. There will be a lot of air targets, and underground weaponry you'll have to deal with. But don't touch the building, our pilots are in there."

"Yea, yea." Wufei rose from his spot and threw his white shirt on over his tank top. He scowled and walked back to Quatre.

"The facility has no weapons inside. We are not sure what's in there. It IS a top secret base after all. But there are hangars, and artillery structures that must be eliminated, as well as the dormitories and the training grounds. We really want to provide no reason for them returning to the base. Destroy everything outside of the inner security gates." Quatre eyed Wufei who nodded and began to pack his weapons, and belongings.

"So. Get to the base, blast every puny suit into oblivion, and then?" He put his hands on his hips.

"By the time you're finished, the building would probably be evacuated. But we have evidence that there are underground prison cells, and dormitories. There's no telling how many soldiers will stay inside."

Wufei nodded grimly, walked downstairs and headed for the door. Quatre sped up behind him.

"Wufei! Wait!" He stopped his comrade and gave him four capsules; one purple and the rest green. "There's something else you didn't let me tell you. Oz has developed some new gas. Its deadly, dehydrates you in a matter of minutes. Not a fun way to go. If you encounter these gas guns, which are brightly colored red, than pop the capsule in your mouth and swallow. Do not chew it."

"Fine fine. What's the purple capsule for?"

"Duo was critically ill for some reason when he was captured, this should fix him up in minutes." Quatre said brightly.

Wufei walked over to his motorcycle and jumped on. He looked up at Quatre in the doorway and softened.

"Somehow, I expect that I won't survive." He looked down at his bag. Quatre smiled gently and sighed.

"Wufei. The chances of you failing are one to five. But I have known you for beating odds like that, with ease. You'll get our pilots back." He smiled reassuredly.

"Hm. Well, failure. It can be a vicious beast. And it rips at me forever."

"Well. Forever won't poke at you this time. Good luck Wufei." He closed the door. Wufei smiled gently and started his engine. It was strange; Quatre was the only one he actually ever talked to. And here he was telling him good luck. Did Wufei actually have a friend? //Yes. I do.\\ //no. no you don't. Failures can't have friends.\\

"I suppose failure's forever can't leave me alone. Oh well, its only forever." He smirked and sped off.
***end of flashback***
Wufei paused in front of the inner security gates, his Gundam made a strange sound as its weapons powered down. Switching the panel that revealed his personal computer, Wufei made an entry in his mission log.

"Ten hundred hours. Targets eliminated. Now proceeding to rescue mission." As Wufei closed the panel, a golden head appeared on his screen.

"Quatre!" He exclaimed. "Aren't you on a mission?"

"Yes. But never mind that! Wufei we have recieved a transmission. Treize is still inside the building. And we're estimating there are two hundred if not more, soldiers in the facility right now!" Quatre looked at Wufei sternly. "Wufei. Whatever you do, do not attack the base until our pilots are out. You must infiltrate it directly. Im sure there isn't anything stopping you from getting inside. All the soldiers are in the underground section of the facility. So, you must find a security room, disable the-"

"I think I know what to do Quatre!" Wufei barked at the screen angrily. "I've infiltrated these things before. Just leave me alone!"

"Wuf-"

"Good bye Quatre."

Wufei disabled his communications and opened the hatch to the outside. Lifting his backpack, he slid a pistol into the sash around his waist. Something prodded at his mind, like something he was forgetting. He discarded it and slid down the cord that ran from his Gundam and to the floor.

Quietly, he prayed that he would succeed in not letting Quatre down.
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Heero glared venomously at the security camera that eyed him and his cellmate. Countless attempts to destroy that device resulted in bleeding hands. Disarmed and very angry, Heero walked restlessly around the cell. Failure pissed him off. Being deprived of a way out pissed him off.

The japanese teen cursed and ran his already bloody fist into the wall. It wouldn't give, breaking some bones in Heero's hand. Duo shook his head in disbelief.

"We're not getting out of here anytime soon. Just give it a rest." Duo croaked. He was thirsty. And he was hot.

"You're awake." Heero's eyes flashed for a meer second, and then returned to their metallic state of stillness.

"Yea." Duo sat up and sighed. "I need water."

Heero frowned and suddenly began kicking the door mercilessly. He pounded against it, screaming relentlessly.

Duo jumped at the sudden burst of action and watched Heero have his way with the door. His crimson knuckles smashed themselves into the titanium surface of the door. Nothing stopped him from flogging his limbs into it and he never screeched or grunted. Heero was kicking so hard, he was making such racket. Finally a guard burst in through the entrance.

"WHAT DO YOU WANT BOY!!!" A soldier hollered as he opened the door Heero had been attacking.

"We need water." He droned. The soldier grimaced and left. Seconds later he came back with a jug full of water.

Heero handed the jug to Duo. The braided child took it graciously and began to slurp up the liquid.

The soldier butted heero in the stomach with his rifle and shoved him onto the ground.

"Don't make such noise next time you little shit!" The soldier snarled and walked out.

Heero clutched his abdomen and sat up. Eyeing his contented cellmate, he allowed the softest of smiles to pull at his lips. Forgetting the pain in his torsoe, Heero sat on his bed.

"Thank you Heero." Duo said tiredly. The sweat on his face began to diminish with the new intake of water. In sour condition, the american boy turned on his bed, cursing the state he was in.

"...heero?"

"What."

"Do you think anyone knows we've been captured?"

"..."

"Do you think anyone will come for us?"

"..."

Heero closed his eyes in the darkness pretending to be asleep. Perhaps know one knew. Perhaps they did. Whatever the case, they were underground. No one would find the cell.

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Treize stared hard at the tapes he had recieved of his base being obliterated by that same pilot he had defeated. Watching it in half disbelief and half admiration the general stood and walked to his security panel.

"Attention all. Please report to the underground facilities. This is a code C emergency." He smirked into the PA microphone and placed it down. Treize had a little game prepared for this child.

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The doors slid open at once. Wufei stepped inside cautiously, eyeing his surroundings. Ever so carefully, he crept down the huge halls of the building. It was quiet, too quiet. No cameras. No censor tiles. He grimaced and began to walk faster down the seemingly endless white hall.

After two minutes of power walking, Wufei began to run. Faster and faster. No doors, no windows, no cameras, nothing!!! He halted and hurled his backpack on the floor.

"What the hell is this place ? It just keeps going on and on!!" He caught his breath and looked around. Thinking it over again he decided no to give up so soon. Picking up his pack, he began to run some more, same hall way, a never ending hallway!!!
He stopped again slamming his palms against the wall.

"shimatta!!!" he screamed and slammed his palms into the white wall once more. "how am i supposed to infiltrate this place, if there's nothing here?"
An icy feeling crept up Wufei's spine. He turned around and figured he could see the exit. But it wasn't there. Frowning, he began to run back the way he came. His legs pumped as hard as they could. He figured he would be at the entrance by that moment. But it was still the damned white hallway.

"Shit, shit, shit!!!" He screeched. he ran a hand through his agitated hair and began feeling the tears of fear and frustration forming in his lower eyelids. Believing he was stuck in the trap hallway he wailed in anger. As he spun in frustration he suddenly spied a black doorknob.

//That wasn't there before.\\ He frowned, approaching warily. He eyed it. It seemed normal enough. So he pulled it.
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Treize chuckled in his seat before the screens. The Chinese boy had some difficulty realizing he had to turn back. This amused Treize to no end. He couldn't wait to see how the child would act when he found what was behind the door.

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Chapter 2 coming very soon. ^^