untitled GW Fanfic

-----part 1----- 

"Duo! You're too low! Pull up!!" Quatre called.

Heero watched in terror as Deathscythe skimmed along the surface of the water. 
The cliffs were approaching and he was sure there was no way even Duo could pull 
up in time to avoid them.

With a cry of delight, Duo waited until the last possible second, then eased 
back on the controls of his Gundam, laughing as it skimmed along the sheer cliff 
face, his pursuer crashing into it just below him. 

"Duo no baka." Heero complained.

"I love you, too, Heero." Duo laughed.

"Omae o korosu." 

"Get in line." Duo told Heero as another fighter bore down on him. "I think I 
got that last guy's big brother mad at me. Let's do that again, shall we, 
handsome?" he asked, teasing the pilot who had given him chase, after a number 
of more standard maneuvers failed to shake him.

Heero and the others had their hands full with their own dogfights at the moment, 
so none of them were able to help Duo.

Heading for the cliff again, Duo intended to pull up as before. This time, 
something went wrong.

"Shit!" Duo swore, as Deathscythe plowed into the cliff, the impact burying it 
deep in cliffside, which collapsed around it. "Oh great." he muttered. "Just 
great." He flipped on his communicator. "Guys. Can you hear me?"

"We hear you." Heero said, sounding relieved as hell. "Hang on, we'll dig you 
out."

"Hurry! Please?!" Duo sounded panicked. "Come on, this is freaking me out! Heero!"

"I'm right here, Duo." Heero told him. "Just take a deep breath, don't panic."

"Heero! Help me!"

Heero, Quatre, and Wufei managed to located Deathscythe and dig it free. Then, 
Heero helped Duo out of the cockpit.

Duo was shaking all over. as he clung to Heero. 

-----TBC-----