Title: The Party
Warnings: Yaoi, 1x2, deathfic, lots of other people besides the main characters dead, OOC (just a little, okay maybe a lot)
Disclaimers: Um, don't own Gundam Wing OR Fatal Frame (the house this takes place in and Ryou's little sister's name is from that game. I've been told I play it too much…)
Archive: Anyone who wants to put any of my writings, fanfiction or original, on their site or whatever can if they ask me first
AN: I got bored while my first period teacher was talking about being sober on prom night and this is the result. Might write a sequel if people like it.
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I watched as everything blurred to the blue, white, and red of the police and ambulance cars. I couldn't believe I was called to an residential house with many dead or "sleeping" teens caused by some toxic or another. A sea of parents and family members were around me.
A teen who looked about 16 came up to me and shook his head. "Come, Duo Maxwell, there's something you should see." As he walked and I followed, he kept talking. "I bet you're wondering why you're here. A very tragic event happened just a few hours ago. Now, let's see, you're boyfriend is…"
"…Heero Yuy."
Nodding his head, he continued. "Heero Yuy, that's it! I don't know all the details, as you can tell, but I do know one thing, your boyfriend is a crazy-ass when he's drunk!" A boiling feeling arose in my chest. "Heero was DRINKING AGAIN!? I told him to frickin stop. Why don't he ever listen!?" I then punched the wall which psyched out the man. "Sorry, I'm a bit annoyed. I just woke up." The freaked teen continued regardless. "Ahem, anyway, some one made him mad and before anyone knew it, he'd killed everyone in the hallway and the living room and a lot of other places with his gun. I mean, like, complete massacre, man!"
We entered the living room, which had blood on everything. I recognized no one except for the boy at the opposite left corner of the room. The boy had messy dark brown hair that was barely noticeable through the blood caked on it. He had powder white skin now and was still holding his gun. "Heero committed suicide after realizing what he'd done. The pressure was a little too much for him I think. Well, I'll leave you two alone, come back out in the hall when you're done." With that, he left the room. I walked slowly to my dead lover. I turned him over to see if, hopefully, I was just hallucinating and he was still alive. But, unfortunately, he was unmistakably dead. Blood caked not only his hair, but his green shirt and his beautiful face. He didn't seem to let go of his beloved gun. "Oh, Heero. I told you not to drink so much, look what you've got yourself into." I brushed his cheek; it was icy cold. My tears choked more than half of the words I spoke. "Hee-chan, why? You told me you wouldn't anymore, didn't you? So why, why did you?" I picked up his gun and looked at it. "Never could give up your gun, could you? Well, you know for a fact I can't live without you, so wait for me Heero. Here I come!"
Warnings: Yaoi, 1x2, deathfic, lots of other people besides the main characters dead, OOC (just a little, okay maybe a lot)
Disclaimers: Um, don't own Gundam Wing OR Fatal Frame (the house this takes place in and Ryou's little sister's name is from that game. I've been told I play it too much…)
Archive: Anyone who wants to put any of my writings, fanfiction or original, on their site or whatever can if they ask me first
AN: I got bored while my first period teacher was talking about being sober on prom night and this is the result. Might write a sequel if people like it.
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I watched as everything blurred to the blue, white, and red of the police and ambulance cars. I couldn't believe I was called to an residential house with many dead or "sleeping" teens caused by some toxic or another. A sea of parents and family members were around me.
A teen who looked about 16 came up to me and shook his head. "Come, Duo Maxwell, there's something you should see." As he walked and I followed, he kept talking. "I bet you're wondering why you're here. A very tragic event happened just a few hours ago. Now, let's see, you're boyfriend is…"
"…Heero Yuy."
Nodding his head, he continued. "Heero Yuy, that's it! I don't know all the details, as you can tell, but I do know one thing, your boyfriend is a crazy-ass when he's drunk!" A boiling feeling arose in my chest. "Heero was DRINKING AGAIN!? I told him to frickin stop. Why don't he ever listen!?" I then punched the wall which psyched out the man. "Sorry, I'm a bit annoyed. I just woke up." The freaked teen continued regardless. "Ahem, anyway, some one made him mad and before anyone knew it, he'd killed everyone in the hallway and the living room and a lot of other places with his gun. I mean, like, complete massacre, man!"
We entered the living room, which had blood on everything. I recognized no one except for the boy at the opposite left corner of the room. The boy had messy dark brown hair that was barely noticeable through the blood caked on it. He had powder white skin now and was still holding his gun. "Heero committed suicide after realizing what he'd done. The pressure was a little too much for him I think. Well, I'll leave you two alone, come back out in the hall when you're done." With that, he left the room. I walked slowly to my dead lover. I turned him over to see if, hopefully, I was just hallucinating and he was still alive. But, unfortunately, he was unmistakably dead. Blood caked not only his hair, but his green shirt and his beautiful face. He didn't seem to let go of his beloved gun. "Oh, Heero. I told you not to drink so much, look what you've got yourself into." I brushed his cheek; it was icy cold. My tears choked more than half of the words I spoke. "Hee-chan, why? You told me you wouldn't anymore, didn't you? So why, why did you?" I picked up his gun and looked at it. "Never could give up your gun, could you? Well, you know for a fact I can't live without you, so wait for me Heero. Here I come!"