Author: Zazu
Rating: G
Warnings: death of characters mentioned (such as Solo's death), not deaths of the pilots.
Pairings: 1+2 implied at the end
Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing, nor do I own the characters. I have borrowed them here for some fun and creativity, and this is not for profit. I do, however, own the plot mentioned here, and any instances that you may find similar to real life events are purely a coincidence. All of the characters depicted in this story are adults.
Author's Note: This is written in a third person perspective, and this third person is one of Duo's fellow street rats. The third person's death is also mentioned, nothing graphic, and I think the fic comes off a little melancholy, and then not so much. Someone did call this a 'sweet, fluffy deathfic'... It's my first time writing in this third person POV, too.
Guardian Angel
I'm the fourth to go, after Solo I mean, and we both knew that I wasn't going to last much longer. It was then, when I looked up at him, that I thought about who he was to me and our little family.
He didn't have a name before, but he was the second in command next to Solo before Solo left us.
Ya could tell that he didn't trust no one but Solo, in the way that he'd look around himself, or at the people he passed by when they didn't know he was looking at them.
He scared me, and he protected me. The ability he had to change himself, to adapt in the blink of an eye, made me wonder who he really was. None of the other street rats were like that; ya could tell who was the most afraid, who was the most stupid, who had the most luck.
But he was different. With his long hair and his quick wits, he was impossible to keep up with, and I don't mean when we were running.
He taught me the tricks I needed to pick pockets, what to say when I had to beg so that I could bring something back to our little family at the end of the day. At the most unexpected times, he would be at my side to help me, as if he had been watching. I knew though, that I wouldn't see him until he showed himself because he was just that good.
I think he could easily have left us and done better by himself, but for some reason he stayed with us, taking care of us along with Solo. Solo was the big brother, and I think he taught our second biggest brother all that he knows. I think we all wondered where Solo learned what he had learned, but maybe when he was younger, he had his own big brother to look up to.
But when Solo died our second brother took over and named himself Duo.
I sat with him one night, leaning against him because I was so tired, and I asked him why I had been left behind by my family. It was a moment of weakness; if I hadn't been so tired I would never have asked him that. No one spoke of their families or asked questions like that; ya'd be called a wuss or a whiner if others heard it.
But Duo didn't laugh, and I remembered his answer for the rest of my short life.
"Don't matter who or why Kit, 'cause you're my family now and I ain't never gonna leave none of ya behind."
It was a week later, I think, when I sat...no, lay with him again, my head in his lap. His hands were in my hair, rubbing my head a little. I shivered and he rubbed his other hand along my arm.
I looked at him and told him I was sorry. When he asked me what for, I said that I didn't wanna leave him behind, 'cause he was my family and ya weren't s'posed to leave family behind.
He held my hand and smiled a little at me and told me it was okay, that he'd rather I left him than the other way around.
And when I was so tired that my eyes couldn't stay open no more, I felt his hand over them, and I heard my last words from him.
"Kit, I swear I ain't never gonna forget ya. None of ya."
Even as I faded away, I didn't doubt that Duo meant every word, 'cause Duo had taught me never to lie to family 'cause we already had to lie sometimes to live.
With my very last breath, I wished for Duo to find himself a family that wouldn't leave him behind, someone who could watch his back and make him happy.
And when I looked around and saw an older Duo through a window, holding the hand of a blue-eyed man, smiling and then laughing, I knew that my very last wish had come true. I stood at that window for a little while, watching just to make sure it would last more than just a short moment.
I learned, in the new place that I was in, of someone called a guardian angel, and I knew without a doubt that Duo had been mine when I had lived with him.
And now, as I settled myself at that window and took peeks at Duo just to make sure he was doing okay...
I knew that I wanted nothing more than to be his guardian angel in return.
OWARI
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