Author's Note: Just...something weird. I don't know where this came from. I guess...I was just sitting around, and I wonder what Heero Yuy dreams about. Especially, I'm kind of working with him right now, and I think that after the war, he'd want to figure out where he belonged, who he was. Now, this seems like a completely...bogus piece. However, sit back and think of your own dreams. How much sense do they make? Really?
Title: Complete Clarity
Summary: Then he woke up.
Rating: K. Shocker.
Soundtrack: None. Complete silence, baby.
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"You're supposed to be dead."
"No, Heero. I'm alive."
"Duo saw you die. All of you."
"Heero, all of who?"
"S. H. G. O. You. All of you."
"Ah..." The elderly doctor smiled sympathetically. "Heero, they are not real."
Somehow, that wasn't horrible. "What about Duo? The other pilots? Relena?"
J shook his head. "It's only a story, Heero. You made it up in your head."
He looked down at his hands. The memories--of machinery, weaponry, of motions and sensations--were gone from them. It was a story. That wasn't hard to believe. "What's my real name?" He wondered aloud.
The old man told him.
"Where's my family?"
The pitying grin emerged again, and J turned to leave. The metal door eased open silently.
The boy stood. "Where's my family?...J?"
J left through the portal, and it eased shut.
He asked again. "Where's my family?"
He asked louder. "Where's my family?"
He shouted. "Where's my family?"
He shouted.
"Where's my family?"
He shouted.
"Where's my family?!"
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Nix: Huzzah.