Gundam Wing 100 Word Challenge

Title: Bye
Character: Duo
Challenge: In the cockpit
Team: Gundams
Rating: G
Word Count: 100

Note: Ooooh! My own tag! *jumps around*

"War's over." Scythe's motherboard blinked, disbelieving. He nodded slowly. "For good, this time. And I..." Deep breaths. "We don't need you anymore."

Tears came unbidden. He was a father casting away his son for cultists who promise Zion; a best friend, selling his own for drugs, money, cold comforts in the dark. "I-I'm sorry, we just don't..."

And he was worried. If they didn't need a weapon of mass murder, they didn't need Duo either. What was he going to do without this?

He opened the hatch, gripped the zip-line.

"Bye," he said, and tumbled back down to the Earth.

Title: Zero Love
Character: Quatre, Trowa (bitter 3x4 if you squint really hard)
Challenge: In the cockpit
Team: Gundams
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 100
Warning: death, alternative outcomes...

Target sighted.

So mercenary. In another life, Quatre would love It. No hassles, no secrets, no problems.

Target destroyed.

Could he teach It to play the flute?

In another life.

Target sighted.

Whispers in the dark; to play the nice guy again, to be the man who gives his life to see another's succeed. To surrender, rather than slaughter. They rather preferred him pathetic. That version of Quatre was easier to deal with.

He laughed.

"I love you Zero," he said, though he didn't mean it. He fired at Trowa's corpse, drifting in space.

There were no ashes to mourn.