This is based on someone’s random comment about how many different interpretations of Duo there are. One fic, he’s happy-bubbly-bouncy Duo, the next, he’s one serious bastard who’s in love with… well, you’ll see. ^_^;;

"Hm, you sure about this plan?" A deep voice addressed the doubtful question to a tawny-haired individual dressed in a crisp uniform.

"Don’t worry about it so much," the man replied firmly. "I’ve gone through the scenario many times already. Everything will go according to plan."

"I still don’t know about this..."

"Are you questioning my orders, Duo?" He raised a tawny brow haughtily.

"No, no, I’m not," He quickly tried to reassure the man. "It’s just... I have a bad feeling about this."

"They won’t suspect a thing. Nobody knows about your..." he smirked slightly, "...dual role, nobody *will* know about it."

"Hai..."

The man strode over to the quiet figure, and confidently looked into his eyes. "Don’t worry," he repeated, "You are my ace-in-the-hole. You *will* be fine."

Looking into his superior’s calm blue eyes helped raise his own confidence up. "You’re right," he smirked. "I *will* be fine, and I’ll do my best for you, Treize."

"There we go. Everything’s settled. You leave to intercept them tomorrow." The man critically eyed his clothing. "Are you positive you won’t accept the clothes I ordered for you?"

"Nah, I’m comfortable in these, and besides, who would suspect me of working for you in them?" Duo turned to slip out a hidden way, his dark clothing blending in perfectly in the shadows.

"My ace-in-the-hole, my wild card, my deuce." He raised a half-filled glass of brandy at the long-departed figure.

"My Lord?" A tinny voice broke the almost solemn silence.

"Yes, Lady Une?" He immediately recognized the strident tone of his aide.

"Colonel Merquise and Captain Noin have arrived."

"Of course, send them in right away."

"Hai, Your Excellency."

Treize Krushrenada poured the dark red liquid out of his window, and hid the glass away. ~Jokers are wild...~

Duo: I... I’m working for *Krushrenada*?!