Title: Lost
Rating: R
Warnings: This story includes
adult topics such as; child abuse, child molestation, yaoi
(1x2 and some 3x4), self-mutilation, and death.
This is also an AU fic.
Disclaimer: I don't own
Gundam Wing.
Genre: Angst/Romance
Summary: When they were seven, Heero and Duo were
inseparable. Then one day, Duo was taken
by Social Services. Now, ten years
later, Heero is a high school senior, when Duo suddenly finds his way back into
his life. The problem? Duo doesn't
remember anything from his childhood.
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The slight over cast blocked out
the sun, making it a cool day. Each minute that passed, the day grew darker as
fewer sun rays make it through the dense clouds. In the large back yard, two boys played in a
small turtle sandbox. Mound after mound,
sand was piled as high as they stood, and in some cases higher. Neither boy new of the
argument going on inside the house.
The first, and tallest of the two
boys, was Heero Yuy. At the young age of
seven, he had already known some of the toughest lessons to learn in life. He had kept the smile on his face, but very
rarely was it genuine. The time he
seemed happiest was when he was with his best friend, Duo Maxwell.
Duo Maxwell was a happy, cheerful
seven year old, much like any other. He would run, jump, and push Heero in the
mud. However, no matter how happy he was
with his friend, he never had them over.
He didn't have a very good home like, compared to other children.
Snickering softly, Duo scooped up
a pale full of sand, and dumped it on Heero's head. "Eeee! It's the sandman!" Duo joked, falling
into the sand laughing.
Heero shook the sand from his
messy brown locks. He turned, glaring
playfully at Duo. "That was low!" He
Japanese youth growled, picking up a fistful of sand and throwing it at the
braided American.
"You throw like a girl!" Duo
teased.
"You are a girl!" Heero stated,
shoving Duo over.
"Am not!!"
Duo shoved some sand into Heero's face.
Heero pulled back, spitting out
the offending ground matter. "You got
sand in my eyes!" He accused.
"I'm sorry, Heero," Duo said,
moving over to his friend, frown on his face.
"I didn't mean too..."
Heero looked up at Duo with watery
eyes. "I know, Duo. Don't worry about it," he said. Duo's face instantly brightened.
"Heero, sweetie!
Duo!" Duo and Heero looked over Heero's
mother, Ms. Lowe. "Heero, Duo, come
inside," she said softly. Glancing at
each other quickly, both boys walked over to Ms. Lowe, and went inside with
her.
Inside the house, Odin Lowe and
two other people the small boys didn't recognize were standing in the living
room. Heero moved closer to his mother,
hugging her leg. Duo stared up at the
two new comers, amethyst eyes looking them over with confusion.
The female of the two walked over
to Duo, and bent down to his level.
"Hello, Duo," she said sweetly.
"My name is Lillian Fisher."
"Hello," Duo said softly.
Lillian looked back at her
partner, who nodded. "Duo, you have to
come with us," she said.
"What? Why?" Duo asked.
Lillian sighed. "We have to take you from your mommy and
daddy," she said.
"Can't I stay with Heero?"
"I'm sorry, but no," she said,
taking his hand. "You have to come with
us."
"No!" Duo struggled as Lillian led
him away. "Heero! Help!"
"Duo!" Heero tried to go help his friend, but his
mother had picked him up. "Mom! Help
him!" Heero cried.
Lillian had no choice but to pick
Duo up as they left. He still struggled
against her. "Heero!!" Duo looked back
at his friend, tears rolling down his cheeks.
Duo could see the tears began to stream down Heero's cheeks as he was
taken away. That was the last time
either of the two saw each other.
