Title: blackout

Author: Kidishcaresh

Pairing(s): 1x2

Word count: 1759

Theme: Imprisonment/Quarantine and Supernatural.

Timeline: AU

Author notes: This is for the MoR contest. I hope I got it done on time. ^^ Ghosts talk 'like this' cuz only Duo can hear them.

Summary: "He's not a violent child sir." his surrogate mother whispered quietly.

"Never was. It's just that…well since the accident…he's just never been the same since learning about the little girl and her dog." his surrogate father murmured. He just stared out the window. He stopped caring. He'd decided that being put a place like this was probably best for everyone.

Disclaimer: I own nothing except my OC's.

Blackout chapter 3

Heero stared at the braided boy and raised an eyebrow.

"You want me to lie to my psychiatrist? That'd be counterproductive to helping me get over these black outs." he said simply. Duo hissed in frustration. He had to find a way for the boy to understand that Dermail wasn't planning to help any of them at all, but Heero refused to believe him.

"Damnit Heero! Why won't you believe me! You said yourself that you don't feel comfortable with him. " Duo hissed out before turning and listening to Treize who talked to him. Heero couldn't see the ghost of course, but Duo talked back plainly so he knew one was there.

"But...T! No! That's! Come on!" Duo whined.

"When you're done talking to your dead palls come and find me. I have an appointment to get to." Heero said walking off.

Trowa walked with him as per Dermail's request.

"I know it's not in your nature any more then it's in mine, but trust Duo? I'm not saying you should lie to the shrink…just…keep it vague? No hair or eye color or shape…no names…if you see people during your black outs that is. The shrink guy will ask for it…Dermail will have made sure of that. I know it'll be hard; I had a hard time with it too when I first met them. Dermail is evil Heero…if you don't believe me then check what medication you'll be prescribed by the shrink. They're sedatives. Dermail okayed them the other day. Duo saw and heard him do that. I know it's hard, but please Heero…Trust Duo. Trust us." Trowa said as they reached the corner before the office of the psychiatrist.

"I'll try." Heero said before turning the corner and heading to the office.

Heero sighed. His session had gone well at first, but then the psychologist started to ask about details like what hair style and color his attackers had, what the desk looked like that he saw, what type of wine was the bottle standing on the desk. Questions he answered with 'don't know' as a deep rooted paranoid part of him made Trowa's words echo in his mind. When the psychologist mentioned medicine Heero jumped up and muttering about feeling like they were watching him, he stalked to the window and closed the blinds. The Psychologist merely put down his writing pad and assured Heero that no one would be watching them. As the man opened the blinds Heero snuck a peek at the pad he left on the desk to open the curtains and blinds Heero had gone and closed. He knew the name of the medicine they were sleeping pills his surrogate father had for when the man worked nightshifts; to help him sleep during the day which got rather noisy in their neighborhood.

When Heero was finally able to leave the psychologist's office he ran toward his room feeling upset by the day's events and decidedly nauseous which had spoiled his appetite. He was too focused on not blacking out in the hallway and didn't hear the footsteps coming closer until it was too late and he collided with the person. They tumbled to the ground and Heero grunted in pain as his head met first the other person's and then the ground up close and very personally. He saw stars a good fifteen seconds before the familiar feeling of black out registered and he gave out a panicked whimper as he was forcefully pulled into another memory sequence. This time it was different though. He wasn't any longer the only one watching it. From the corner of his eyes he saw the other sit up and gasped.

"D-Duo?" he rasped out hoarsely.

"What the hell? How'd…Heero? What is this? Or better where is this?" Duo said rubbing his sore head as he sat up.

"I…this is…uhm…GYA!" Heero began only to cry out as the 'him' in the memory just barely managed to avoid a knife to the face. Duo stared at what Heero was looking at and gasped as well when another knife did embed itself into the arm of the man struggling to fight off the attacker in the memory. He gasped when the Heero beside him gripped his arm as crimson stained his hands and arm. Duo crawled over to the other boy and held him protectively.

"What's going on? Why are you hurt?" Duo asked.

"I don't know…I don't know!" the Heero in his arms whimpered. Duo realized that this Heero wasn't the stoic almost cold person the real Heero was.

Meanwhile outside Heero's mind both boys lay unconscious on the ground in a mass of tangled limbs. Treize floated close to Duo and yelled at the boy to wake up as Dermail was coming and he couldn't see them like this. Finally in a desperate attempt to wake the boy Treize plowed his ghostly body into Duo's real one. Too late he realized that being a ghost he'd go right through the boy and probably the floor, but to his great surprise he didn't. Instead he was now finding himself to be in control of Duo's body. Duo's soul having migrated, during their collision from his own to Heero's mind for the time-being until Heero woke up at least, left Duo's body open to any soul trying to sneak into it.

"Well isn't this convenient…illegal I'm sure…and definitely frightening, but…" Treize murmured staring at the body he now seemed to inhabit. He quickly stilled as he realized someone was going to round the corner any second. Again Treize did not think too much on what he was doing. His mind was focused solely on keeping both boys safe and Dermail from finding and separating them. Who knew if Duo could get back to his body alright if it wasn't near Heero's anymore? Without second thought Treize in Duo's body hoisted Heero over his shoulder and ran straight at the utility closet door. Like he'd hoped Duo's body responded instinctively and opened the shadows allowing him to pass through the door into the room beyond it. He carefully put Heero down in a sitting position and then had Duo's body sit down on Heero's lap. It was the only position he could put them in in this cramped space. He put Heero's arm around Duo to be safe. Treize then focused on leaving the body that wasn't his own. He didn't want to harm Duo's body any more then he already might have.

Inside Heero's mind Duo watched as the memory played on and the person who's memories Heero saw finally was saved by Anna Une who came in just as it looked like the person might get his throat slid with his own sword. She shot the man and had someone dispose of it. A man named Howard. With that the memory ended and both boys were flung into their respective bodies most violently.

"Ow crap, that hurt. Man does it always go like this for you? Ah!" Duo hissed before recalling the stab wound Heero received. He wrestled with the half conscious Heero a moment to get the boy's sleeve raised only to reveal a very ugly burn scar covering most of the upper arm, but no stab wounds.

"Are you satisfied now? Get off I want out of this… wherever we are…how'd we get here anyway?" Heero muttered pulling his sleeve down and trying to push Duo out of his lap within the tight confines of the utility closet.

"Uhm…T kinda did it…apparently he could somehow possess my body while I was…well seeing what you saw and he couldn't think of anything better then to stuff us in a closet before Dermail might catch us." Duo grumbled as Treize apologized and frantically explained his reasoning.

"Well get the hell up so we can get the hell out." Heero hissed annoyedly. Duo sighed and got up slowly in the limited space. Heero impatiently pushed him to urge him to get moving already only to cause the boy to lose his balance and fall over on top of Heero again.

"Damnit Maxwell get off!" Heero hissed angrily.

"Then stop pushing damnit!" Duo hissed back. He got up and tried the door only to find it locked.

"Damn door is locked. Hang on, lemme check." Duo sighed before slowly peeking out and making sure all was as safe as it sounded. He then took Heero's hand and slipped through the shadow of the door back into the hallway.

"Wait here till I'm around the corner; can't be too careful." Duo muttered before hurrying down the hall and away. Heero shook his head watching the weird boy leave and headed on to his room. He ignored the pounding on his door and the threats for him to come out or suffer the consequences. He'd had a terrible second day and just wanted it to be over so he could start his third one pretending none of this weird stuff had ever happened.

Later that night Duo popped into his room again. He squatted down by the narrow hiding place Heero had crammed himself into.

"Hey, I'm sorry about earlier. I brought you some food n water. Dermail is pretty pissed about you refusing to come out for dinner. You really should come to breakfast though. He'll stuff you in the tank if you don't n that ain't fun." Duo said quietly. He put the food and water close enough that Heero Could pick it up within the limited movement he had before leaving quickly. Heero sighed softly as he stared at the spot where the boy had been sitting.

"You really shouldn't care so much…I'll just end up killing you if you do…" Heero murmured.

Third chapter. Sorry it's short, but sometimes I just know that it should end there and this is one of them.