Chapter 2: Questions, Questions and more Questions

It was silent, too silent for Duo to bear so she decided to break the ice.

"You need anything? I made some soup just in case you were hungry when you woke up," said Duo, looking at the dazed and very confused Heero.

Heero opened his mouth to refuse, but he could still taste the ash in his mouth. He nodded. "Yes, I'm slightly hungry and a bit thirsty as well."

Duo nodded then turned around to walk back to the other room; when she began to turn, she tripped on some clothes and quickly went face down onto the floor before shooting back up just as rapidly. "I'm ok! I meant to do that!" said Duo, laughing nervously before rushing to the next room to hide her embarrassment.

Heero looked at the strange girl as she ran away, chuckling for the first time in what seemed like years. 'She acts just like Duo, except she's well a girl…' thought Heero as he glanced around the room. There was a dresser with the purple finishing chipping off – in such a sorry state that begged to be repainted; a chair that had seen better days; a T.V. set in a condor laden with dozens of movies, each piled on the other so haphazardly that he couldn't make out the titles; a CD player on the stand next to him that was covered in black and silver duct tape.

On the wall opposite the window were a few photographs of her and four other girls, whose faces he couldn't make out well because of the bright sunlight that streamed in through the half-opened curtain of the window. As Heero made a mental note of his surroundings, Duo walked in with a tray balancing a bowl of chicken soup and a glass of water.

"Here you go. Sorry it took so long, but I needed to reheat the soup again!" said Duo, placing the tray on Heero's lap.

He jumped slightly, wondering how the girl had come in without his noticing, but he nodded warily to what she had said. "It's alright…thank you…Miss?"

The girl smiled. "Maxwell, Duo Maxwell."

Just then, Heero's mind went numb in confusion.