Hi everyone! This is my second GW fic, yay!!! I'm on a roll lately: somehow I found a muse locked somewhere in my bedroom and in thanks for setting her free she has decided to help me out

So enough senseless jabbering, let me just present the disclaimer: I don't own GW or any of it's characters, I'm just borrowing them to have some fun, but I'm in no way making any money out of this.

Ok? Well, here goes:

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The Killer

It was called "The Colonies Disease". It was a mortal virus that somehow affected your brain, slowly and painfully destroying your nervous system in a total time of 30 hours. Only a few cases had been registered and a cure was yet to be found.

The sickness was quite hard to identify. It began with a light headache, but then, after it was gone, it was impossible to tell it was actually there, especially since the first 12 hours of the last 30 of a patient's life where devoid of any symptom. The next hour, the thirteenth, was probably one of the most painful. The patient would loose any conscience of him or herself, and would start having convulsions that often ended in him or her getting very hurt in the process.

For like four hours the patient was completely knocked out and then would wake up as if though nothing had happened. Only 9 sane hours were left after this, because the last 4 were the total break down. It was just painful to hear the sick, yelling their lungs out in the last stages of the sickness when it hurt the most.

Nobody knew where had it come from or how was it transmitted, but it had only happened at the space colonies. That's exactly how it got its name, in case you were wondering…

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"Any leads in the Disease yet?" asked Duo to a screen portrayed Heero.

"Nothing yet. I really think the Preventers were getting kind of bored to think such a thing possible" answered Heero.

"What, the Disease being a biological weapon sent by terrorists?"

"Yes. So far there's nothing in this damn asteroid, not a trace"

"Well maybe they were getting a bit bored… but in any case, I think it's rather good that you found nothing there"

"Why's that?"

"Because it means you'll be here soon"

Heero smiled through the screen. For a moment his factions relaxed and he took a deep breath. He ran a hand through his hair in a way Duo absolutely loved.

"It will be so good to get off this rock and go back home with you… I miss you"

"Me too. And now I have to go 'cause Sally is gonna go off her rocker when she sees that I haven't turned in the report she asked me for. I'll see you when you get here, good bye"

"I love you"

"I love you even more"

Duo turned the screen off and took some papers from his desk. Happily whistling at the thought of seeing his lover soon, he headed down the corridors... until he walked into an awkward situation. Trowa had Quatre pinned down to the wall and was kissing the little blonde, occasionally biting his lower lip.

"Aww you guys! Can't you just get a room? I thought Sally told you not to give any shows in public places" moaned Duo hiding his face behind his papers. Peeking over the top of his report he saw Quatre smirking as Trowa pulled away.

"Sorry Duo, it's just that one thing led to another… we couldn't help ourselves" apologized the blonde smiling broadly.

"He's just jealous because he hasn't got his lover with him" put in Trowa with an almost amused face.

Duo pulled his tongue out at both in a childish manner. "Well you can laugh all you like. Heero will be here soon"

Trowa's and Quatre's expressions hardened.

"So did he find something?" asked Quatre concerned.

"Nothing" answered Duo, "but I'm sure we'll find something out. All I want is to have him back, so I really don't care about the Disease or anything else"

"But Duo, you know how important it is to continue with the search" ventured Quatre timidly.

"But he doesn't really have to go, not for a while anyways, and I'll make sure of that"

Duo walked away thoughtfully. It hadn't really occurred to him that maybe he was being a bit selfish. Wanting to have Heero back was probably being so. After all, the safety of human kind should be first. But he couldn't help it. He longed to kiss those soft lips once more, longed to hug him, to spend endless hours next to him… How could wanting to be next to the person he loved be a selfish act?

But the thought of those people suffering came to him. He had visited the victims of the Disease once, when the Preventers had decided it was more than just casualty. He had seen them through thick glass walls, piercing the atmosphere with terrifying screams while revolting around, like trying to put out an invisible fire. He was greatly shocked when he saw a victim taking his own life before the Disease could fully claim it.

Maybe he was being selfish, thoughtless. If Heero had been sent to find something, anything, it was because he was the only one capable of fulfilling the mission. Duo knew it very well; Heero was the best agent they had. He couldn't keep him all for himself, not when thousands of people needed him and his research.

But I miss him, and I don't care what everyone else thinks, I want him back thought Duo firmly as he approached the door to Sally's office.

"Dou, glad you could make it before next Christmas" said Sally with a wide smile.

"Been kind of busy" answered Duo.

"I suppose you got Heero's message"

"Yes I did… Sally, do you suppose he could stay here for some time… um, like a month or so?"

Sally turned to look at him gravely. After a while her expressions softened.

"I know you must really miss him. It has been a whole semester since he left after all, but he's got a better chance of finding anything than anyone else. You know how good he is at this and we can't really afford to keep him away from action"

"Yeah, I know that… well, it was just a wild hope… maybe I could go with him?"

"You've got a mission already, down on earth"

"Just a suggestion! Geez, what do I have to do to get some understanding here?" he whined in an I'm-the-victim-here kind of voice.

"I'll talk to Lady Une, perhaps we can fix something, but I wouldn't get my hopes too high just yet"

"That's why I like you better than the others" said Duo in a triumphal, sarcastic voice. He stretched and started walking away.

"And where do you think you're going?"

"Uh… I was thinking of going back to my bedroom but by the way you just asked me I suppose I've got something else to do here that's even better" obviously it wasn't, but Duo was defeated, he had to stay.

"Damn right you are"

Going through the sanitary check up wasn't really all fun and Heero hated to have to go through it every time he was to leave the spaceship. Samples of a whole lot of things were taken to the lab and he had to wait alone in the ship for an hour before he was cleared.

He was half asleep when he heard a voice coming from the intercom.

"Preventer agent Heero Yuy, you have been cleared. You may now enter the base"

Finally, after such a long wait, he could abandon the spaceship and after changing clothes he made his way to where Duo and the others would be waiting.

"Brought any souvenirs?" asked Duo childishly when he first saw Heero.

"Er… not unless you wanted a rock for a souvenir" answered Heero taken aback that this was his greeting.

Duo flung his arms over his lover's shoulders and brought his face close for a kiss; a kiss that tasted like glory to Heero Yuy after being shunt to a deserted colony for the past three months.

"I was just joking" said Duo when their lips parted, "having you here with me beats any souvenir you might've brought along"

"Heero Yuy, I expect to hear your full report on your findings as soon as possible" called Lady Une from a screen nearby.

"Affirmative. I'll be right over"

Smiling sadly Duo let Heero pass. He was here now, but with all the Disease business, he wouldn't be surprised if Heero left again in less than an hour.

Well, thought Duo stretching his arms and placing both hands behind his head at least he's back.

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A/N: Well, to tell you the truth, I was inspired on a T.A.T.U. song for this fic: "30 minutes". The idea was to make it a single chapter lemon, but somehow it got longer than what I intended. Still, the lemon's coming, don't worry. Probably next chapter if I manage.