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nayarablueglasses · 3 years

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Duo x male reader

a/n: oh gods this is so. anyways this was meant for day thirteen of the @gundam-wing-pride event but certain circumstances have caused me to be unable to post in time for it. the tears prompt was kept in mind for this, i hope it suffices.

word count: 2,059

summary: horrific battles never made you cry, so how did a joke from Duo manage to do it?

warnings: reader is in an active war at first, brief mentions of reader becoming deaf to loud sounds after the battle, reader has a very dry way of thinking, i haven't seen the entirety of the show in ages so i think my timeline is a little messed up

reader pronouns: he/him but comes off as gn

How’d you end up here?

You’d woken up to the extremely jarring sounds of the space station’s evacuation alarms. Considering the immediate panicking masses of people that then flooded the streets, it wasn’t the best way to wake up. Especially when you factor in that your first evacuation drill since the ‘safe space’ had been rebuilt, relocated and refortified was supposed to happen next week. Though to be fair, there were absolutely no signs that you knew of that would signal a a war erupting on your colony.

Honestly? You never were impressed by the Gundams. All you knew about them was that they were starting a war with what a few of the colonies had begun to call the “colony rebels.” The White Fang. Maybe the White Fang had started the war, but you could care less. No matter who’d started this, the colonies- your colony- was caught in the crossfires now.

And it wasn’t like you could trust the Gundams, either. It wasn’t that long ago that Gundam Pilot 04 almost blew up an entire colony because their father had been killed. If that was how the Gundams handled personal loss, your colony could only speculate on the ways they’d deal with the political difficulties of a war. And unsurprisingly, it turned out that they handled it absolutely terribly.

The scariest part was the absolute absurdness of the whole war. Two sides that claimed to speak for the colonies. The White Fang pressed attention on the colonies, while the Gundams remained an absolute mystery. Plus, the individual power struggles claiming the colonies, the Treize Faction war against Oz that was reportedly occuring back on Earth... everybody was misinformed about absolutely all of it, and the best you could do was try to make sense of the chaos unfolding and hope it never touched your poor colony.

But wishes don’t always come true. And certainly never the wishes you make.

Like the wish you’d been repeating back to yourself for the last hour- to be able to come out of this unscathed. Your arm had some thoughts on that.

As it turns out, trying to run through an active warzone to the safe space you didn’t know the location of was extremely dangerous. So dangerous that your arm had been hit with a stray bullet. Right now the main dangers were the footsoldiers firing at each other, but not that far off in the distance you could see two of the Gundams fighting a swarm of Taruses. The fact that they weren’t close was anything but comforting, since you’d seen the speed of the Gundams before on T.V.

Oh.

“Hey- get outta the way! Ya try’na get killed?” A White Fang footsoldier shoved you to the side, presumably trying to help. Instead you stumbled facedown into a very large pile of scrap metal. Which very much hurt your arm and effectively trapped your leg as well.

Fun. “The fuck kinda horror movie is this?” You muttered to yourself. Of course, of course you ran directly into the fray. Because of COURSE that was safer than the opposite direction (which in all fairness had been covered in sharp-looking rubble). That’s fine. You could work with this. What did your uncle usually tell you- take inventory in terms of crises?

You hadn’t brought a backpack with you, so, all you could take inventory on was what was in your pockets. One elastic, a single outdated coin, and fuzz. Plus, a bleeding arm and the bullet you figured was still in there, a possibly twisted and hopefully not broken foot, ringing in your ears... and the clothes on your back. Ok.

So this is how you die? Fine. That’s fucking fine. You had plenty to live for, but fine. Who cares?

“Woah-hoh, what the hell? Hey- hey handsome, you awake?”

A very neon green light pierced your consciousness. Out of habit, you tried to raise your arm to block it out- and then an even more painful, piercing feeling jolted through your whole body. “Ahh-huah- ‘m. ‘m awake now. Ohhh gods. Yeah. ‘m- yeah. Fuck. Who’re you and are you going to help me or kill me?”

“Kill you? Man, I might be the god of Death and all but I’m not going to kill you! You related to Heero or somethin’?”

“Don’t know- ow- who the fuck that is. What’s up with that green light shit> ‘M gonna be blinded if I open my eyes.”

And there the light went. Nice. If this guy didn’t kill you, you might actually survive. Sans your arm. Nobody on your colony could help your arm. You figured that life would be interesting from now on. “Great, thanks man. Fuuuuck. You- you see my arm? Yeah- I’m taking your silence as a yeah. This bitch’s fucked and moving at all is very very painful. So hey random stranger. You strong enough to carry me to the nearest amputator?”

Apparently you were just being dramatic. Your arm would 100% be still attached and your foot would survive. Your ears were… fine. After waking up in a hospital on an entirely different colony station, you learned that apparently, there exists a kind of deaf in which it was hard to hear things that were too loud. Which. You now had.

No more concerts. Meh.

The most jarring of everything was when you discovered that a) you were likely to have either trauma or ptsd and b) the guy that carried you to the hospital in his Gundam- was a Gundam Pilot. 02. Duo Maxwell. He’d brought you to Colony 14 Blue and was now reportedly “chillin’ outside until you get discharged.” with the promise that he’d bring you to the Peacemillion afterwards.

Oh. And almost everybody you knew closely had “likely” passed away in the attack. The therapy for that was going to be interesting when you consider that nobody of your family was on the colony at the time of the attack. Honestly the way they were pressing for you to be evaled made it feel like they were planning to make an example out of your supposedly poor mental state. Unsurprisingly the hospital was being run by the White Fang.

Discharge went quickly. The ride back to Duo’s Deathscythe went quickly. The ride in Duo’s Deathscythe went far, far too slowly. And adjusting to life on the Peacemillion went poorly.

Every now and again, Duo would look for you and, if he hadn’t immediately come from a fight (he passed out on your carpet once due to blood loss after being in a gunfight. Zechs was less than appreciative.), he’d bring you to the nearest colony. Being able to enjoy a day out on occasion was a rarity you usually only got to experience with Duo.

“Ooooi, Duo. Check these out. Tell me these aren’t the coolest gloves you’ve ever seen.” You held up some black fingerless gloves for him to inspect. He’d brought you to a new colony, where apparently a special holiday (complete with fun sales) was happening. Admittedly, some of the people on this station were giving you and Duo some especially strange looks whenever Duo would tug on your shirt or grab your hand to get your attention but like. Fuck them.

“Hey, those look pretty awesome!” he grinned and bounced over, snatching the gloves from your hands to look for a price tag. “To steal or not to steal, that is the question.”

You raised an eyebrow. So maybe the crush you’d developed on this overgrown child of a thief was growing. So what? It’s just a crush. Everything’s going to be fine. “Is the price tag expensive or something?”

Duo shook his head. “Exact opposite. There isn’t one.”

“Let’s just leave ten gilla and bolt, then.”

“...wicked.”

Normally the rides back home were silent and awkward, but after the rather exciting day you’d had, you were feeling especially chatty. Which wasn’t to say that there weren’t still awkward breaks in the conversation. It was quiet, sure, but a lot of things had been quiet lately. Being deaf to louder things tended to do that to a person.

Duo drew you out of your thoughts with another tug on your sleeve and pressed one of the gloves into your hand. “Here. Figured we’d both look badass with just one glove. Plus we match!” He held up his gloved left hand with an air of confidence. He wasn’t wrong, honestly. Wearing his braid the way he did, he already cut an impressive figure, but the gloves really sold the look.

You pulled on the glove he gave you, flexing your fingers to test it’s flexibility. After all, if you couldn’t engage in you and Duo’s elaborate handshake, you might have to ditch the glove altogether. Luckily the glove fit you well- functionality and style alike. Ten gilla spent well.

“Not bad. Y’think Zechs’ll get jealous?” Duo laughed at the idea.

“Doubtful, doesn’t he have Noin to get him cool stuff? Plus, I think his mask and that hair are defining accessories, what else does he need?”

You shrugged. “What gay wouldn’t love these? ‘M already enjoying mine ‘nd yours look more worn in than mine do. Solid fuckin’ proof right there.” Not like you could confirm or deny that Duo was gay. Honestly, you didn’t really care for his specific labels, but Zechs was definitely gay so it just helped further the joke. With his demeanor and his lesbian best friend? Could the flags get any gayer.

“More like pansexual on my account. Good to know your take on gender preference though. This mean I’m allowed to openly flirt with you now?” He leaned back into his seat, throwing his feet up onto the table in front of you and resting his head in his hands.

You raised an eyebrow. “Only if you promise not to ‘no homo’ me afterwards.” Duo pretended to fall backwards, clutching at the nonexistent pearls and acting offended. You two giggled when Sally came in from the cockpit to assure herself that somebody hadn’t just gotten a concussion. To which Duo immediately pretended to have a head wound of some sorts (you suspected he was being purposely vague) in hopes of attaining the candy that Sally sometimes had on hand.

Once she left (leaving you and Duo with strong warnings against fooling around more, lest Duo’s “head injury” get worse; to which you had saluted and replied, “absolutely no promises, ma’am!”) you shared a look with the brunette and tried to keep from dissolving into a fit of laughter. To your chagrin, it was a fail. You were laughing so hard that your stomach was starting to genuinely hurt. Duo was doubled over on the ground, wheezing unintelligible words and trying to hand you the lollipop that Sally gave him.

By the time you had managed to calm down and breathe, Duo was getting into the chair beside you and clutching his side. “I think I pulled a muscle from laughing so hard.”

“Yeesh, ‘m crying from laughin’ so much. Aah, this is what y’do to me.” You joked, wiping away tears from the corners of your eyes.

“Y’know, I don’t think I’ve ever seen you cry before,” Duo paused to think. “like, at all! Now that I think about it, didja even cry when I rescued you?” You shrugged again. The battlefield was pretty terrifying and if you hadn’t found it in you to cry from fear… well, you were feeling a lot of emotions during the whole ordeal. Who could really blame you? “Pretty tough that a fuckin battle didn’t even make you cry. Hey- my bit musta been pretty damn good to make you shed a tear!”

“Yeah, don’t let it get to y’head. ‘S just because ‘m crushin on you.” You mentioned casually, testing the waters.

“Full homo?”

“Full homo.”

Well, would you look at that. Now Duo was crying. What was with you two and tears today?

BONUS:

“You’re so cheesy.” You muttered to Duo, who was proudly holding up your guys’s fingerless gloves- which he had sewn a rainbow patch onto the back of.

He smiled, tugging your glove onto your hand. “Mhm. You love it though.”

Sighing, you returned the favour and pulled his glove onto his right hand. “You’re right. I love it. I love you.”

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lunawings · 5 years

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Let’s Sneak In! 24 Hours of Edel Rose (a King of Prism short story)

Translator’s notes: This is from 2D☆STAR vol. 4 and it’s a first movie era story from June 2016, but I didn’t get to read it until much later when it was re-printed in the Ready Sparking Fanbook. But man I wish I had read it when it was first printed. It contains so much information which I didn’t know until at least Prism Rush, and which casual fans probably never knew at all until SSS. It just goes to show you, even though certain details took a long time to reach the main series, the characters have basically always been the same ever since the very beginning. For example, Kakeru’s room (shown in the bonus theatrical video) and his pajamas as they appear in SSS are exactly how they were described in this story which was printed YEARS before.

Since I only have the re-print of this and not the original magazine, I am unaware if there was ever any illustration for this. If you have it, please share!

Synopsis: Shin cannot suppress his gay thoughts when watching the other SePTENTRION members sleeping.

The time was 2:00 am. Shin stood before the Edel Rose dormitory.

Shin: Shhh.... Good evening everyone. It’s Edel Rose’s Shin Ichijo, 3rd year student at Kakyoin Academy Junior High Division. Tonight I’ll be sneaking you into the Edel Rose dormitory for a special report. Everyone, please make sure to keep quiet so that nobody wakes up....

Crossing the entrance way, Shin entered the building.

Shin: Woooah! It’s... a ghost!! ...Oh, it’s just Norizuki-san... S... Shhh be quiet....

Shin had become startled by the large face which had appeared in the darkness. It was the portrait which hung on the second floor at the top of the stairs in the lobby.

Shin: Ah... that surprised me.. Um... Well, this here is the founder of the Edel Rose prism star training school, Kou Norizuki! He was also the chairman of the board at the Edel Rose foundation, which opened my school Kakyoin Academy, the Lu Seriana Academy which Bell Rose’s Bell Renjoji goes to, and many other prism show schools all over the country. He was also the president of the Prism Show Association! But, I’m sad to say, he passed away last year...

But! He was a great person responsible for many Prism Kings and Queens! I heard he was the one who scouted Hiro Hayami as well! He’s even the father of Jin Norizuki, who is the big cheese over at Schwarz Rose! What an amazing person he was.

Shin climbed to the second floor.

Shin: Now, shall we sneak into the rooms of some of our members? I’ll show an exclusive peek of their sleeping faces to all you viewers at home! Let’s start with Yukinojo-san’s room...

As Shin opened the door a Japanese-style rope curtain hung down.

Shin: Excuse me for entering... Yukinojo-san is a 1st year student in senior high school, one year above me. In the kabuki world he’s known as “the princess of the kabuki world” or “the female prince”. Right now he’s a rising star with a lot of promise for his future.

Shin very gingerly approached Yukionojo’s bed and peered down at Yukinojo’s sleeping face.

Shin: Oh good... He’s fast asleep....

Shin relaxed a bit and found himself free to look around the room.

Shin: Wow... Everyone, look at this. His room is all decorated in Japanese-style. Ah, there’s such a big vanity mirror. There are a lot of makeup products and hairpins here. Japanese clothing is hung on the wall... And wow.... it smells so nice in here.... What’s this smell? It’s... camellia oil. I wonder if he uses it like cologne?

Shin peeked into the shelf near Yukinojo’s desk.

Shin: Ah, it’s full of CDs! ....But this is surprising! It’s filled with music by American and British hard rock bands! Wow, so this is what Yukinojo-san listens to in his private time...

Shin turned back to Yukinojo’s bed.

Shin: Now everyone, it’s what you’ve all been waiting for. The pajama reveal!

Shin quickly pulled away Yukinojo’s sheets.

Shin: Huah!

Shin was taken aback by Yukinojo’s beautiful sleeping face and lily white skin.

Shin: Wow... Yukinojo-san.... He really is pretty... Ah! I’m sorry everyone! I’ll get on with the report! Yukinojo-san sleeps in a yukata. His face while sleeping... is very beautiful. His yukata is sliding off... I should fix it for him...

Shin could not take his eyes off the beautiful nape of Yukinojo’s neck.

Yukinojo: ... Mm.... Mmmph.....

Yukinojo was beginning to wake up.

Shin: Uh-oh! L-Let’s move on!

Quickly leaving Yukinojo’s room behind, Shin headed to the next room.

Shin: The next room is Taiga-kun’s. Taiga-kun is a 3rd year student in junior high school like me. His specialty is street-style prism shows. Excuse me for entering... Woah!

Taiga had rolled out of his bed and was sleeping on the floor.

Taiga: Zzzz.... Zzz......

Shin: T... Taiga-kun... His right foot is still in bed but he’s sleeping on the floor.... But he’s dead asleep... Well, let’s get straight to checking his pajamas then... He’s wearing a tank top and boxer trunks. I wonder if he’s cold not sleeping in proper pajamas?

Taiga: Take it... off.....

Without warning Taiga threw off his tank top. And then his hands moved down to his boxers...

Shin: Ahh! This is bad!

Shin quickly threw a blanket over Taiga.

Shin: Phew... That was close... But Taiga-kun’s really lucky he doesn’t catch a cold sleeping like that. I guess Taiga-kun’s not effected by cold because he’s from the north...?

A happi hung from Taiga’s open closet.

Shin: Oh, he has a happi. Taiga-kun really likes festivals so if he’s free he goes and participates in them all over the place. He’s from Aomori so he’s always going back home when it’s festival time. He looks like a bad boy, but he’s actually a good kid at heart. Or at least that’s what Kakeru-san said.

Shin approached a desk with many things scattered upon it.

Shin: His room is a mess.... Hm? There are a lot of ripped out pages from magazines here... What’s all this...!? Ah, these are articles about Kazuki-san. Wow, he’s really diligent in collecting these... Is all this stuff really Kazuki merchandise... !? Gosh, Taiga-kun really loves Kazuki-san, doesn’t he....

Taiga: GRAHH! GET IT OFF!!

The blanket which Taiga had suddenly kicked off flew into the air and smacked hard into Shin’s face.

Shin: HUAGH!

Taiga: Mmrrghghm.......

Shin: Whew... Taiga-kun is such a violent sleeper....

Shin fixed Taiga’s blanket again before heading out of the room.

Shin: Next we’ll be heading to Kakeru-san’s room. Excuse me for entering... Kakeru-san is a 1st year student in senior high school and the heir to Juuouin Holdings. He has a suuuuuper important job called executive director! I heard that the truth is his real name is Kazuo, but he gets mad when you call him that. So just keep it between us, OK?

This room was not quite like any of the others.

Shin: Huh!? The interior of this room is totally different... The floor is covered by a plush carpet, and the wall is plastered in such fancy wallpaper. Ah, and in this room there is only one bed... and it’s covered with a canopy? What a gorgeous room fit for a celebrity... Unfortunately it seems Kakeru-san’s pajamas are covered by his sheets....

Kakeru: Mmm... mm...

Almost as though he’d just heard Shin’s words, Kakeru chose that moment to roll over in his sleep and show off his pajamas.

Shin: Ah, this is... a silk gown!? And he’s even got a matching night cap. It looks so expensive. And what’s this... cucumber slices on his face! He’s sleeping with a skin care mask on! How clever! You know, Kakeru-san’s face is really pretty with his glasses off... So handsome...!

Kakeru cracked a smile with his eyes still shut.

Shin: His desk has some difficult-looking business-y books on it and... huh!? What’s this!?

Kakeru flinched. There were several magazines of female prism stars.

Shin: Wow... Kakeru-san really likes watching prism shows huh....

Kakeru: *cough* *cough* Mmm mmgh... time to... get going... Mmmmph....

Shin: H.. He’s awake...!? ...I guess I just imagined it... Wooow! This shelf is covered with all sorts of plastic models and figures! Oh yeah, I heard that recently he went with Hiro-san to buy some plastic models.

Kakeru: ..N... ext....

Shin: Ah, yes of course! ...Huh?

Startled, Shin looked back at Kakeru.

Kakeru: Zzz... Zzz......

Kakeru was breathing deeply in his sleep. Shin let out a sign of relief.

Shin: Oh yeah! I have to get going to the next room anyway before we’re out of time!

Shin left the room in a slight hurry.

Kakeru: Uuu.... I forgot... to put away my magazines.... Mmmghm....

Shin: Next we’ll be sneaking into Minato-san’s room. Minato is a 1st year student in senior high school and he cooks the most delicious meals for us at the dorm. ...Well then, excuse me for entering... HUH!? WHA... WHAT IS....

Shin stopped dead in his tracks. The scenery which spread before his eyes was filled with the carcasses of beasts, torn in half, mercilessly roasted, and hanging from the ceiling.

Shin: ...What in the world...

Shin was gripped with indescribable fear. It was just at that moment that a large man holding a knife was creeping up behind Shin’s back.

Shin: EEEK!!

Minato: Ichijo, what’s the matter?

Shin: EEE!! EeeeeeeeeEEEE!!! T... Take whatever you want, just spare my life!!

Minato: Hm? Ichijo, it’s me. Minato.

Shin: Kn-n-n-n-ife!

Shin was pointing at the knife which was now aimed right at his throat.

Minato: Ah, sorry, sorry. I was just preparing tomorrow’s ingredients.

Minato smiled cheerfully as he lowered the knife. Shin pointed to the carcasses hanging from the ceiling.

Shin: W-what is all this!?

Minato: The three great hams of the world! Jamón Serrano, Prosciutto, and Jīnhuá Huǒtuǐ! I bought them wholesale.

Shin: HAM!? Wholesale?

Minato: This is what ham looks like before you slice it. It’s best to keep it at room temperature.

Shin: ...Oh.....

Minato: But what are you doing up at this hour? And with a camera in your hand?

Shin: Oh yeah, that’s right. Right now I’m in the middle of showing off everyone’s rooms for a project called “Let’s Sneak In! 24 Hours of Edel Rose”. Ah! So you sleep in a sweatsuit I see!

Minato: It’s comfortable and easy to move around in. Well then, good luck with your program!

Shin: Thank you!

Shin bowed politely as he left the room.

Shin: So Minato really does focus on cooking 24 hours a day. Ah, let’s go to the next room.

Shin approached Leo’s room.

Shin: Next up is Leo-kun’s room. He looks just like a really cute girl... and his personality is feminine too... But he’s actually a boy.... but we all... um.... Yeah! He’s like our idol at Edel Rose! Well, excuse me for entering....

Shin’s eyes widened in surprise.

Shin: Wooow... It’s just like a girl’s room.

The room was covered in lovely decorations and overflowing with adorable stuffed animals.

Shin: And it smells so nice too...

Leo: Urr... Mmm...

As Shin watched Leo roll over in his sleep with a cuteness that any girl would envy, he felt his heart fluttering beyond his control.

Shin: *ba-dump* ...L.. Leo-kun... He’s so... cute......

Shin could not take his eyes off Leo’s lightly colored limbs which peaked from underneath the covers.

Shin: U..Uh ummm.... Leo-kun’s pajamas are... really cute pink negligee...

Leo’s explosive cuteness made Shin completely lose his cool.

Leo: Ahh!

All of a sudden Leo grabbed Shin by his clothing and pulled him under the covers.

Shin: WooAAh!

Leo was hugging Shin so tightly that he could not move.

Leo: Squishy ♡

Leo rubbed his cheek against Shin’s face as he smiled blissfully.

Leo: So soft ♡

Shin: L-Leo-kun...!?

Leo: Zzz..... Zzzz....

Shin: He’s still half asleep... right?

Shin wasn’t sure what to do. He fixed his gaze on Leo’s face once more.

Shin: Leo-kun... He’s just... so cute....

Suddenly Leo-kun’s eyes shot open.

Leo: ...Wha!?

Shin: WHA!?

Leo: EEEEEEEEEEEK!

Shin: AahhAAH! I’m-I’m sorry!!

Shin quickly scrambled away from Leo. Leo rubbed his eyes as he started to properly wake up.

Leo: ...Huh? ...Shin-kun, what’s going on... this late at night...?

Leo stared at Shin with wonder.

Shin: I.. I um... This... this is....

Leo smiled warmly.

Leo: Ahh! Now I understand! Eheh. If you’re lonely why don’t we sleep together?

Shin: N... No that’s not it! I-I-I’ll be going now!!

Leo: Nooo, wait! Shin-kun, don’t go!

A very flustered Shin ran from the room.

Shin: *panting* Oh man... I hope I didn’t give him any strange thoughts...

Shin continued on to Yu’s room.

Shin: Next is Yu-kun’s room. Yu-kun is a 1st year student in junior high school. He writes both the lyrics and music for our songs. Alright then... Excuse me for entering...

As Shin entered the room there were instruments of all kinds everywhere.

Shin: Wow, look at all these instruments... Drums, bass, guitar, a keyboard, a trumpet, a sax.... It’s like a live music club....

Shin’s eyes moved to the walls and ceiling.

Shin: These are all posters and pieces of merchandise of Bell Renjoji... There’s so much....

Yu was gripping tightly to a body pillow printed with Bell’s image as he slept.

Yu: Mmm... I’ll definitely... be the one.... to make you happy...... Mmmmmph.....

A comical sweat drop dripped down from Shin’s forehead.

Shin: ...Yu-kun’s a really big fan of Bell-san, isn’t he.... Aah, umm... Yu-kun sleeps in... Bell Rose pajamas!

Shin left the room.

Shin: Now, it’s time for what you’ve all been waiting for. It’s time to sneak into Over the Rainbow’s rooms: Kouji-san, Hiro-san, and and Kazuki-san’s! ...Whaa!? We’re out of time!? Aw shucks.... I... I’m sorry! It seems that’s all we have time for today... Sorry about that! See you next time!

#king of prism #kinpri #kakeru only having one bed in his room is unusual because the rooms are built for two #(but nobody has a roommate because edel rose doesn't have many students)

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