Hehe. Yet another fic. Tiz a short one though, and I'll get to updating my others soon. Enjoy!!!

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Tears of Black Rain

Drip. Drip. Drip. The incessant dripping of rain. As I look out the window, I see the thousands of tiny drops carelessly spattering the sidewalk and passer-by.

What a day. Didn't think my last day on earth would be this way, but go figure. I always loved the rain, and I guess it loves me too. It has come to bid me farewell.

At least someone cares.

The others, well, don't seem to care much anymore. I mean, who would give a damn about a street urchin like me anyway? I mean I did help end the war and all, but I'm not really that important. Heartless bastards.

Quatre, well, he seems to care some, I guess. But I think that's just his sympathy for the less fortunate, and not really any kind of love for me as a person.

There's Trowa, but who the Hell knows what he's really thinking anyway? He only seems to talk to Quatre or Heero, and even then it's only in the fewest words possible.

Well, can't even begin to think that Wufei would care. Thinks I'm weak, pathetic. Heh, I am, but he doesn't need to go telling everyone.

Then there's Heero. Self-important Heero. I don't really think he cares about anyone. I mean, sure, he gives that blonde bitch a lot of attention, but she doesn't mean anything to him. No one does. We're all a liability to him, and he's too busy with that Gundanium stick up his ass to realise that anyone loves him.

Hehehe. Guess I'm starting to give myself away, huh? Yup, Shinigami, the God of Death himself, is in love with Mr. Perfect Soldier. God, I am pathetic. Aiming way to high there. I'd probably have a better chance marrying that hooker down the street.

Guess I shouldn've told him I loved him. That was the biggest mistake I think I've ever made. Just because Trowa and Quatre got together, I thought me and Heero could hit it off.

Nope. I was dead wrong.

Turns out, he glared at me and threatened to kill me, in English no less! I knew I was screwed. So I took off, back to my cozy little middle class apartment. Ran all the way up the stairs, stormed inside and locked myself in the bathroom, and proceeded to heave my guts up. Oh yeah, I'm taking this really well.

It was sometime around then that it started raining. So, as you can tell, I'm still sitting in the bathroom, on the nice white tiles.

I've realized that I don't have anything else to live for. No one will care if another kid from the streets disappears, right? The answer: nope.

I stand up a little shakily. Gettin' sick like that really takes it out of ya. Opening the medicine cabinet, I notice that I still have about seven Tylenol 3 pills left over from when I broke my leg a few months back. Down they go.

Wonder how long it'll take for those things to kick in. Ah well, long enough for me to make sure that I won't come back. As I reach for the switchblade that I keep in my back pocket I hear someone pounding on the bathroom door. Must be Heero, coming to make good on his threats.

"You're too late, Heero! It's all taken care of!" I'm starting to tremble. Guess those pills are working. I draw the blade across my left wrist, cutting deeply. It takes a moment, and then the blood really starts to flow. It's staining all the pretty white tiles. Satisfied, I cut the other wrist, and unable to stand anymore, I collapse on my side.

Just then, the door flies open. Leave it to the Perfect Soldier to go damaging someone else's property.

"My god! Duo?!" He falls to his knees next to me, and looks at me with a look of.sorrow? Man, my brain must be gettin' fuzzy.

"Duo, what have you done to yourself?!" Tears are now rolling down his checks. I must be hallucinating.

"Duo, please." He rips his shirt into strips, and wraps it around my wrists. What the hell?

"Duo, stay with me. I-I love you." What?! No, he can't be serious! Not now!!!

"I.love you too.Heero." God, my voice is so weak. No, I can't die now, not like this!

He starts yelling to someone, and that's when I realize that the others are just outside. My vision is hazy, and it's hard to think.

"Heero.I'm so sorry." And then, it all goes black.

Drip. Drip. Drip. The incessant dripping of rain.

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So, what did ya think? If I get enough positive comments, I might even make this a longer fic!