Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing!
Author Note: I am new to writing GW fics! Cut me some slack!
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SHORT
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Duo groaned as he rolled over in the bed. The sunlight hit his eyes, forcing them open. "Damn it…" He cursed, and almost like a backup them, the strong smell of pancakes rammed up his nose. Slowly, he sat up, a few strands of her hair, that had came unbraided during the night, brushed against his cheek.
He sat on the edge of his bed, rubbing his fingers against his temples. Every morning it was the same thing, he would wake up to an enormous headache. Slowly he rose to his feet and mad it to the bathroom, his hand touched the knob to the shower but all his energy was gone. He moved to the sink, and splashed his splash with cold water, trying to awaken himself. Grabbing a bottle of aspirin and caffeine pills from the cabinet, he spotted himself in the mirror.
"I look like shit…" He mumbled under his breath. His face, which a few dropped of water dripped from, was pale his eyes had dark rings around them. Not caring to look at himself any longer, the pooped back two aspirins and one caffeine pill, and left the bathroom.
Back inside the room, he shared with Heero. "Heero must be downstairs." He observed while checking out Heero's side of the room. He went to his closet and took out his same old attire. While getting dressed, he noticed the scars on his arm, the scars he had made…
Moreover, the scars Quatre had seen last night
*FLASHBACK*
Duo and Quatre were playing a new game on the play station; it was getting hot so, Duo rolled up his sleeves.
Big mistake.
"Duo?" Quatre had stopped playing.
"What?" Duo, didn't even have to look to know why Quatre called his name. He swallowed heavily.
"What's wrong with your arms? Where did you get those scars?"
"I-I …um, back on 02." He cursed at himself inside his head.
Stupid lie Duo, he will never buy that!
"But…some look fresh Duo."
Duo, pasted a smile on his face and turned to his friend. "Don't worry, I think I hurt myself in battle a few time to!" He jumped up starching. "Hmmm! Well I am pooped! I'm going to his the sack! G'Night!"
*END OF FLASHBACK*
Duo slowly opened his eyes, and looked down at his right hand.
A bloody razor blade.
Then he looked at his upturned left arm.
A long new scar with fresh blood running from it.
Acting as if it is no big deal, he cleaned himself up, and finished dressing. He opened the door to go downstairs. First, placing on his Joker Mask.
Just smile, Duo.
Smile.
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Broken Dragon here, I really write Sailor Moon angst fics…but I needed a change. Anyway, REVIEW. Sorry it's so short.
Author Note: I am new to writing GW fics! Cut me some slack!
~*~*~
SHORT
~*~*~
Duo groaned as he rolled over in the bed. The sunlight hit his eyes, forcing them open. "Damn it…" He cursed, and almost like a backup them, the strong smell of pancakes rammed up his nose. Slowly, he sat up, a few strands of her hair, that had came unbraided during the night, brushed against his cheek.
He sat on the edge of his bed, rubbing his fingers against his temples. Every morning it was the same thing, he would wake up to an enormous headache. Slowly he rose to his feet and mad it to the bathroom, his hand touched the knob to the shower but all his energy was gone. He moved to the sink, and splashed his splash with cold water, trying to awaken himself. Grabbing a bottle of aspirin and caffeine pills from the cabinet, he spotted himself in the mirror.
"I look like shit…" He mumbled under his breath. His face, which a few dropped of water dripped from, was pale his eyes had dark rings around them. Not caring to look at himself any longer, the pooped back two aspirins and one caffeine pill, and left the bathroom.
Back inside the room, he shared with Heero. "Heero must be downstairs." He observed while checking out Heero's side of the room. He went to his closet and took out his same old attire. While getting dressed, he noticed the scars on his arm, the scars he had made…
Moreover, the scars Quatre had seen last night
*FLASHBACK*
Duo and Quatre were playing a new game on the play station; it was getting hot so, Duo rolled up his sleeves.
Big mistake.
"Duo?" Quatre had stopped playing.
"What?" Duo, didn't even have to look to know why Quatre called his name. He swallowed heavily.
"What's wrong with your arms? Where did you get those scars?"
"I-I …um, back on 02." He cursed at himself inside his head.
Stupid lie Duo, he will never buy that!
"But…some look fresh Duo."
Duo, pasted a smile on his face and turned to his friend. "Don't worry, I think I hurt myself in battle a few time to!" He jumped up starching. "Hmmm! Well I am pooped! I'm going to his the sack! G'Night!"
*END OF FLASHBACK*
Duo slowly opened his eyes, and looked down at his right hand.
A bloody razor blade.
Then he looked at his upturned left arm.
A long new scar with fresh blood running from it.
Acting as if it is no big deal, he cleaned himself up, and finished dressing. He opened the door to go downstairs. First, placing on his Joker Mask.
Just smile, Duo.
Smile.
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Broken Dragon here, I really write Sailor Moon angst fics…but I needed a change. Anyway, REVIEW. Sorry it's so short.