Disclaimer: Same as always. Don't own Gundam Wing. *pouts* Sadly enough.
AN: The readers have spoken!! The next chapter is up! ^_^ I'm so glad you guys liked the first chapter, and I hope you like this chapter as well.
Warning: Same as last time. Yaoi 1x3, 2x5. Explicit death details. (Yada yada) Putting that just in case you didn't notice the warning on chapter one.
/dreams and flashbacks/
' thoughts'
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Trowa slowly opened Heero's bedroom door, stepped in, and closed it behind him. He saw Heero lying on his stomach, his face buried in a pillow, and blankets pulled almost all the way over him. The first thing he did was walk over and shut the still-running laptop, then pulled the desk chair over to the side of the bed and sat down in it.
"Heero? You awake?" he whispered, laying the bag of pretzels on the ground beside him. The only response he got was blankets being pulled even further up, covering the other boy completely. But, being as determined as he was, Trowa wasn't about to give up.
"What do you want, Barton?" Heero's muffled voice asked.
"To see how you're doing," he replied, pulling away some of the covers. The only thing he got to see were a pair of colbat blue eyes that seemed glossier than normal staring back at him. They slanted slightly in annoyance, but seemed sad and scared, like a small kid.
"Like ealier, I'm fine. What I've been doing is sleeping." And with that, the blankets were pulled up once again. Trowa sighed, realizing that Heero wuld be as stubborn as a horse and he wouldn't give anyone answers unless he wanted to.
"Fine..." he sighed. "I'll let you sleep. But promise me you'll come out and eat dinner with us."
"Whatever."
"Heero, promise me!"
"Alright, alright! I promise I'll come out for dinner."
Trowa's mouth pulled into a slight smile. "Okay. See you then."
*
He waited until he heard Trowa back in the kitchen before sitting up. The boy had definitely showed that he cared, but Heero still wasn't too secure enough to tell the others about what he had been going through. His thinking was that it would be easier to deal with it on his own, to not let the others know. And until something completely changed, he would continue to do so.
He stood up, placing his bare feet on the cold tile floor. They shouldn't worry about him so. He would be just fine. Pulling on the forest green tanktop he always wore, he went over to his desk and opened his laptop once again.
"I need to figure this out..." he muttered, opening a program that had no name and began typing. A screen popped up asking for the security password. His brain clicked immediately, he had to figure out this password. Whatever was in this mysterious program, it was past this only block. At once, he began typing and trying different codes, hoping that at least one of them would hack him into this system.
*
Wufei was sitting on the couch, watching television. The remote was resting on his knee, Duo leaning on his shoulders and currently napping. Upon hearing footsteps, he turned his head ro see Trowa climbing in a flopping down on a recliner.
"How'd it go?" he asked quietly, trying not to wake the braided boy beside him.
"Well, I didn't get much..." Trowa muttered. "But I made him promise to come out for dinner."
"That's good," Wufei smiled. "I was hoping you could help him. Last I saw of him..." he faded off slightly and his face switched to worry and fright. "I can just remember it. He almost didn't look human. I don't know how to describe it."
"Not to distress you or anything, but you're right. It seems that if he gets any paler, he'll go transparent," Trowa frowned. Wufei shook his head a little.
"I swear, he's not taking care of himself. He's going to get sick if he keeps this up. I mean, it's like he's starving himself! There is something wrong with him, and he won't tell us, and I'm to the point where I'm about to barge in there and make him tell me!" Wufei seemed like he wanted to throw something, but he declined, for he felt Duo snuggle closer to him. He rested his head on top of the other boy's and sighed.
"If he keeps it up, he might die....." Trowa whispered. "It scares me. It really scares me."
Wufei glanced over, seeing a tear hanging in Trowa's visable eye, not wanting to fall, and he could tell. Trowa had feelings for Heero, and he was most likely more worried about him than the rest of them.
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Quatre, who had finally gotten home, was once again busy in the kitchen, preparing dinner. Duo, who was awake now, was watching Hamtaro and singing along with the Ham-Ham song. He did the best in concealing his worry for Heero when he wanted to. Wufei was sitting next to him silently, reading a book. Trowa was leaned against the frame of the doorway leading to the other hallway, as if waiting for a sign of movement from Heero.
"Do your best! Get a hundred on your test!!" Came Duo's voice, which made Quatre's mouth curve slightly in amusement. He had to admit, it was funny listening to a seventeen-year-old singing a song along with a bunch of hampsters.
"I hope Heero really does come out tonight...." he muttered to himself, remembering what Trowa had told him earlier. Trying not to get way too distracted, he continued with dinner.
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Heero, who was still at his laptop, glanced at the clock.
"Hn. It's eight.... Dinner should be ready soon...." he sighed. He had told Trowa he would come out for dinner so he would stop bugging him, and he wasn't sure he wanted to, yet his tomach was telling him differently.
Accidentally hitting a few keys on the keyboard and hitting enter, his head snapped over to the screen. What he saw almost made him jump up and yell in excitement.
~Password accepted. Welcome! ^_^~
He coulnd't believe it. Whatever the password was, he had finally gotten it. Hitting the 'ok' key, the screen was automatically filled with file names, and most of the he could open. Moving his mouse to the one that first caught his eye, 'Wing Gundam Zero: TOP SECRET FILE', before he had the chance to click it, there was a knock on his door. He cursed under his breath, minimized the window, and answered the door.
"Dinner's ready," Trowa told him, leaning against the door frame, showing no emotion, as usual. Heero nodded.
"Alright, alright." He shut the door, making sure nobody could getto his laptop until he was finished, and began to follow Trowa to the dining room. He stumbled occasionally, but Trowa was always there with quick relfexes, catching him carefully and helping him stand straight again. Heero almost smiled.
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AN: The readers have spoken!! The next chapter is up! ^_^ I'm so glad you guys liked the first chapter, and I hope you like this chapter as well.
Warning: Same as last time. Yaoi 1x3, 2x5. Explicit death details. (Yada yada) Putting that just in case you didn't notice the warning on chapter one.
/dreams and flashbacks/
' thoughts'
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Trowa slowly opened Heero's bedroom door, stepped in, and closed it behind him. He saw Heero lying on his stomach, his face buried in a pillow, and blankets pulled almost all the way over him. The first thing he did was walk over and shut the still-running laptop, then pulled the desk chair over to the side of the bed and sat down in it.
"Heero? You awake?" he whispered, laying the bag of pretzels on the ground beside him. The only response he got was blankets being pulled even further up, covering the other boy completely. But, being as determined as he was, Trowa wasn't about to give up.
"What do you want, Barton?" Heero's muffled voice asked.
"To see how you're doing," he replied, pulling away some of the covers. The only thing he got to see were a pair of colbat blue eyes that seemed glossier than normal staring back at him. They slanted slightly in annoyance, but seemed sad and scared, like a small kid.
"Like ealier, I'm fine. What I've been doing is sleeping." And with that, the blankets were pulled up once again. Trowa sighed, realizing that Heero wuld be as stubborn as a horse and he wouldn't give anyone answers unless he wanted to.
"Fine..." he sighed. "I'll let you sleep. But promise me you'll come out and eat dinner with us."
"Whatever."
"Heero, promise me!"
"Alright, alright! I promise I'll come out for dinner."
Trowa's mouth pulled into a slight smile. "Okay. See you then."
*
He waited until he heard Trowa back in the kitchen before sitting up. The boy had definitely showed that he cared, but Heero still wasn't too secure enough to tell the others about what he had been going through. His thinking was that it would be easier to deal with it on his own, to not let the others know. And until something completely changed, he would continue to do so.
He stood up, placing his bare feet on the cold tile floor. They shouldn't worry about him so. He would be just fine. Pulling on the forest green tanktop he always wore, he went over to his desk and opened his laptop once again.
"I need to figure this out..." he muttered, opening a program that had no name and began typing. A screen popped up asking for the security password. His brain clicked immediately, he had to figure out this password. Whatever was in this mysterious program, it was past this only block. At once, he began typing and trying different codes, hoping that at least one of them would hack him into this system.
*
Wufei was sitting on the couch, watching television. The remote was resting on his knee, Duo leaning on his shoulders and currently napping. Upon hearing footsteps, he turned his head ro see Trowa climbing in a flopping down on a recliner.
"How'd it go?" he asked quietly, trying not to wake the braided boy beside him.
"Well, I didn't get much..." Trowa muttered. "But I made him promise to come out for dinner."
"That's good," Wufei smiled. "I was hoping you could help him. Last I saw of him..." he faded off slightly and his face switched to worry and fright. "I can just remember it. He almost didn't look human. I don't know how to describe it."
"Not to distress you or anything, but you're right. It seems that if he gets any paler, he'll go transparent," Trowa frowned. Wufei shook his head a little.
"I swear, he's not taking care of himself. He's going to get sick if he keeps this up. I mean, it's like he's starving himself! There is something wrong with him, and he won't tell us, and I'm to the point where I'm about to barge in there and make him tell me!" Wufei seemed like he wanted to throw something, but he declined, for he felt Duo snuggle closer to him. He rested his head on top of the other boy's and sighed.
"If he keeps it up, he might die....." Trowa whispered. "It scares me. It really scares me."
Wufei glanced over, seeing a tear hanging in Trowa's visable eye, not wanting to fall, and he could tell. Trowa had feelings for Heero, and he was most likely more worried about him than the rest of them.
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Quatre, who had finally gotten home, was once again busy in the kitchen, preparing dinner. Duo, who was awake now, was watching Hamtaro and singing along with the Ham-Ham song. He did the best in concealing his worry for Heero when he wanted to. Wufei was sitting next to him silently, reading a book. Trowa was leaned against the frame of the doorway leading to the other hallway, as if waiting for a sign of movement from Heero.
"Do your best! Get a hundred on your test!!" Came Duo's voice, which made Quatre's mouth curve slightly in amusement. He had to admit, it was funny listening to a seventeen-year-old singing a song along with a bunch of hampsters.
"I hope Heero really does come out tonight...." he muttered to himself, remembering what Trowa had told him earlier. Trying not to get way too distracted, he continued with dinner.
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Heero, who was still at his laptop, glanced at the clock.
"Hn. It's eight.... Dinner should be ready soon...." he sighed. He had told Trowa he would come out for dinner so he would stop bugging him, and he wasn't sure he wanted to, yet his tomach was telling him differently.
Accidentally hitting a few keys on the keyboard and hitting enter, his head snapped over to the screen. What he saw almost made him jump up and yell in excitement.
~Password accepted. Welcome! ^_^~
He coulnd't believe it. Whatever the password was, he had finally gotten it. Hitting the 'ok' key, the screen was automatically filled with file names, and most of the he could open. Moving his mouse to the one that first caught his eye, 'Wing Gundam Zero: TOP SECRET FILE', before he had the chance to click it, there was a knock on his door. He cursed under his breath, minimized the window, and answered the door.
"Dinner's ready," Trowa told him, leaning against the door frame, showing no emotion, as usual. Heero nodded.
"Alright, alright." He shut the door, making sure nobody could getto his laptop until he was finished, and began to follow Trowa to the dining room. He stumbled occasionally, but Trowa was always there with quick relfexes, catching him carefully and helping him stand straight again. Heero almost smiled.
AN: Hehehehehe, another cliffhanger thingy! Well, it's kind of a cliffhanger, I guess. Anyway! Reviews are nice. Reviews = more chapters! So, as long as I get more reviews, I'll upload more chapters. I do this because I want to make sure I'm not just uploading chapters with nobody interested in the story... But since you are, keep showing me that!! Reviewing is very easy. To do so, follow the arrow: 1
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