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Part 1


Disclaimer: *looks at room* No. Way. I own no rights to Mobile Suit Gundam Wing.


“No, Duo! Don’t—go—up—there—!” Quatre panted, swimming as hard as he could with his aquamarine colored tail, trying to catch up to Duo.

“You worry to much! Honestly, Quatre, it’s only the surface.” Duo called back, his bright green tail swishing faster, in attempts to get up to the surface sooner.

That foolish merboy! Quatre thought furiously. “What if the humans see you? They’ll mistake you for a fish and spear you!”

“I won’t let them see us!” Duo called back.

Quatre stopped short. “Us?” he asked.

“Yeah, us, you dummy. You’re coming too, Quatre!” Duo said, rolling his eyes.

“B—but, what would my father—your uncle, Duo—say? He’d kill us!”

“Yeah, yeah, Quatre. I know my uncle, also your dad, is the King of All Merpeople blah blah blah, but even royalty needs to have fun!”

“Then why can’t we stay down here and have fun?” Quatre whined, thinking of the consequences if his father found out what Duo was talking him into.

At this, Duo stopped swimming, turned around, and putting his hands on his hips, stated, “You’re idea of fun is swimming around and learning stuff about our environment! The surface, on the other hand, from what I’ve learned, is very interesting. I’m going, and you can’t stop me!” At this, Duo swam away to the surface now only forty feet above him.

“Duo,” Quatre moaned, and followed him.

Two boys and a dog sat on the deck of a vast ship, one with tousled brown hair and impassive cobalt blue eyes, the other with one long sweeping bang covering one of his green eyes.

The one with ruffled hair held a glass of crimson wine in his hand, tilting it and looking out to the sunset on the sea.

The other held no glass, as he knew that later that night—his, and his brother’s birthday—wine would be plentiful. He grimaced as he thought about his and his brother’s birthday on the ship the past three years. The crew was a rowdy bunch, and he didn’t trust them with anything, let alone an alcoholic beverage.

From behind them, a middle-aged jolly looking man with a loud voice, kind eyes, crinkled at the corner, and a shock of snowy white hair came up. He had known the two as long as he could remember, and knew how they felt.

Patting each on the back, he said, “You two should cheer up! Later today is your sixteenth birthday!”

“That isn’t what’s bothering me,” said the one with the glass.

The old man looked at the boy closely. “It’s your mother, isn’t it, Heero?”

“Yes,” Heero replied, never looking away from the ocean.

The old man nodded. “You’ve been away for three years. Knowing that woman, she’ll be in a rage.” He chuckled. “You two, your mother, the Queen loved your father before he died. You’d better watch out for her.”

The dog barked, as if in agreement.

The one lacking a drink patted the dog beside him and chuckled hollowly. “Other than her, Murray, there are other people waiting for us…” he said, fading off.

“Do you mean Catherine, Trowa?”

The old man asked.

Trowa nodded mutely. The man turned to Heero. “Is Relena still there?”

Heero cringed. “That fool of a woman is the sister of Catherine. She will be there.”

Murray shook his head. “Not a good bunch. But not to worry, we have a celebration tonight for you two!”

The two boys groaned, and the old man laughed heartily. The dog barked happily.

Soon the sky darkened to the color of the ocean, and the celebration began.

Finally Duo had gotten to the surface with Quatre soon following.

“Please don’t do this, Duo.” Pleaded Quatre, but Duo didn’t heed him, and following his gaze, Quatre saw why.

The dark sky was lit up with bright fireworks, and there was a massive ship, with billowing white sails, tall masts and thick mahogany wood. Ropes hung about the rigging, and at the prow of the ship, a statue of a mermaid hung. Loud, laughing humans were on board. The two couldn’t help but stare, having only heard of ships and humans in class.

 Duo and Quatre—Quatre against his strict training of staying away from things like this—cautiously approached the hull of the ship.

As they came closer, the voices grew louder and more pronounced.

“Let’s go closer,” Duo whispered.

“Oh, no Duo…” Quatre began, but without warning, Duo grabbed his arm and pulled him towards the ship.

They were right next to the ship, and there was a ledge right next to the decks. Duo pulled them onto the ledge; they peered through an open part in the wall of the ship, looking onto the deck.

“I never knew humans were so unruly,” Quatre whispered to Duo, his eyes glued to the deck and the people stomping on it.

“Neither did I,” Duo replied.

Suddenly they heard a throaty voice saying something and following his sentence there was laughing.

Duo and Quatre heard the gruff voice’s laughter, and didn’t like the sound at all, but then there was two different voices, clearer, and with a much more beautiful tone.

They looked to see where the pleasant sound came from, and saw a dog and two boys that looked about their own age. One with a chestnut brown bang and flashing green eyes, and the other with brown windswept hair and blue eyes.

“He’s not bad looking,” Duo told Quatre.

Quatre sniggered. “He looks a bit furry to me,” he said.

Duo punched him in the arm. “Not that thing! The bigger one with messy hair.”

“The other is pretty decent too,” Quatre said, gazing at the green-eyed tall boy.

“Oooh, has Quatre got a crush on someone?” Duo teased.

Quatre blushed bright red. “I do not! Besides, look who’s talking!”

Before Duo could retort, the dog standing besides the two boys looked in their direction and started sniffing.

The two merboys froze in terror as the dog came closer, sniffing them out. The dog finally came to the opening they were looking in, and sniffed them.

The merboys didn’t know what a dog was. Suddenly, it licked Duo’s face. Duo giggled.

“That tickles,” he told the furry thing.

“What is it?” Quatre asked, looking scared.

Duo patted the dog. “I dunno, but I like it.” He replied.

It started to sniff Quatre, and then licked him too. Quatre smiled.

“That does tickle,” he said, and started to pet the dog.

The dog barked happily.

One of the boys on deck saw the dog, and called out, “Hey Max, what have you found?”

Quatre and Duo stopped petting the dog, and backed up into the wall of the ship, horrified. The boy came over, and the merboys saw it was the messy haired one. He scratched behind the furry thing’s ears. Duo and Quatre gasped and quickly jumped into the water.

Heero stood up and looked out to the ocean, and Trowa came over.

“Something wrong?” he asked.

Heero paused, still staring out to the ocean, and replied, “Well, Max here found something, and when I came over, I heard a splash…” Heero stopped, unable to remember anything else.

Trowa chuckled. “It was probably just a fish.” He said.

“You’re probably right,” Heero said, still gazing out to the sea, and then walked away with Trowa.

“I—told—you,” Quatre gasped as the two merboys reached a rock near the ship, and sat down on it.

Duo breathed a few more times, holding a stitch in his side, then answered curtly, “You seemed to be enjoying yourself up there.”

“What if he had seen us?” Quatre asked, completely ignoring Duo’s answer.

“Well, he didn’t.” Duo replied.

Quatre sighed. “Oh, Duo…”

They stared at the ship some more.

Suddenly, someone shouted out, “Look! Two mermaids!”

Quatre and Duo looked around for two mermaids, until they realized there weren’t any.

Just two idiot merboys.

They shot off the rock and swam down to their home in the palace.

Later that night, the two boys sat in their cabin.

The party had been boring, as usual, and more drunk crewmembers than any other day of the year.

But one part had been different.

Sanders had seen two mermaids. The man was drunk, obviously, and no one believed him. But Trowa and Heero hadn’t had anything to drink, and when they looked where Sanders had pointed, they saw two beautiful beings that no one else had seen.

One had long glistening brown hair flowing down its back, big violet eyes, and slender shoulders with an emerald green mermaid tail.

The other, too, had slim shoulders, but this one had short golden hair and large blue eyes that held wisdom beyond its years. It had an aquamarine mermaid tail.

Both creatures had been breath taking. And both boys had definitely seen a flat chest.


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