Title: Pieces 4/?

Author: Gaia

Pairing: 1x2

Rating: R (violence and language)

Warnings: yaoi, Duo abuse, evil monkey!Relena, slightly OOC, coughs angst, um…blood (I'm sorry…if you don't want to see blood, then do not, I repeat, DO NOT read this….

Disclaimers: I, unfortunately, don't own the Gundam Boys… but I wish I did!! I own absolutely nothing…

Notes: I really only meant for this to be a two part story… but I just couldn't leave Duo hanging between life and death. That just didn't seem right. sighs I really am trying to work on the other fics, I promise, but this one bugged me again… so I decided to finish this chapter off first. So, here is yet another chapter of Pieces…

In the Hospital

Heero cradled Duo in his arms and carried him outside as the sirens approached.

EMT's rushed out of the ambulance and pulled Duo from Heero's arms. They put him on a stretcher and got him and Heero onto the ambulance.

Heero had Duo's hand in his for the entire ride and refused to give it up as they raced into the emergency room. He finally let go when the doctor in charge told him that they wouldn't be able to treat Duo if he stayed in the room.

Heero paced in the waiting area, frantic in his worry. His phone buzzed slightly and made him jump.

"Yuy." He answered tersely.

"What the hell happened? There's a puddle of blood in the living room and my neighbors have been calling non-stop to ask if Duo's okay!" Wufei's angry voice carried through the waiting room and a few people glared at Heero for the disruption.

"Duo tried to commit suicide again. I found him when I got there and immediately called 911. He's in the emergency room right now." Heero said quietly.

"Oh no. This is my fault. I shouldn't have left him alone. How could I do this?" Wufei sighed.

"No, it's my fault. I'm the one who made him get so depressed. He may never trust me again."

"No, never say that. He will. He still loves you. I'll be there in ten minutes." Wufei's end went dead and Heero closed the phone and clipped it back onto his belt.

Heero began his pacing again and was still pacing when Wufei reached his side.

"Any news on him yet?"

"No." Heero looked at Wufei. "I didn't know how much this was killing him. I thought… I thought he would get over me. It's not like I'm the most emotional person in the world. I didn't…" Heero threw himself at Wufei, letting the grief he had been feeling overtake him.

Wufei stood, shocked, as Heero cried on his shoulder. The other boy never let his emotions show and now he was weeping. Wufei gently wrapped his arms around the Japanese man, his own eyes glistening with tears. He would do everything in his power to make sure that these boys didn't lose each other again.

A tall, male nurse walked out of the emergency room.

"Family for Duo Maxwell?"

Heero tensed in Wufei's arms and pulled away.

"How is he?" Heero asked, almost afraid of the answer.

"He's stable, but he won't be for long if we don't get a blood transfusion for him. Donations have been low, so we don't have enough for him. Is there a chance that either of you has Type A negative blood?"

Heero nodded. "I do."

"If you'll just come this way, sir."

Wufei watched as Heero followed the nurse down the hallway and, when they disappeared though a set of double-doors, he pulled out his phone and called Quatre and Trowa.

"Hello, Wufei." Quatre's voice was music to Wufei's ears.

"Hi, where are you?"

"Almost to L2. We heard that Heero was transferring to L2 and wanted to visit. Is that okay? We don't mean to surprise you. We were going to call when our shuttle lands in two minutes. What's wrong?" Quatre said hastily.

"When you get here, come straight to the hospital. Duo tried to commit suicide again. Heero's giving blood for him right now."

"We'll be there as soon as possible. Give us… twenty minutes?" Quatre said.

"Thank you." Wufei hung up the phone and began pacing, much to the annoyance in the others in the waiting room.

Wufei was still pacing when Heero walked back out from where he had gone, head hanging.

"Heero, what's wrong?" Wufei looked scared. He had never seen Heero look so... defeated.

"They can't give Duo my blood. Fucking J. He always screws everything up." Heero's hands were clenched into fists, his whole body tense as he stood in front of Wufei.

"Why can't they give it to him?"

"J did so many things to my body that they took one look at my medical history and sent me back out. I can't help Duo! He's going to die and I have to sit here and do nothing!" Heero burst out.

"Heero, sit down. They won't let him die. They'll find someone to give him blood." Wufei pushed Heero into one of the hard, plastic chairs and sat next to him.

Heero put his head in his hands, his fingers gripping his hair and trying to pull it out. Wufei wrapped one arm around Heero hesitantly, unable to think of anything else to say.

This position was how Quatre and Trowa found them when they arrived a few minutes later.

Quatre ran up to them, Trowa right on his heels.

"What's wrong? What did we miss?" Quatre asked quickly.

Wufei looked at Heero and, when he made no move to say anything, he explained the situation.

"…and so, Heero tried to give his blood for Duo, but he can't. We have to find someone to donate their blood."

"What type of blood do they need?" Trowa asked quietly.

Wufei blinked and said, "Type A negative."

Trowa nodded and walked away in search of a nurse.

Duo heard soft beeping as he woke, realizing quickly that he was, in fact, in a hospital, just as Kumi has showed him. He opened his eyes cautiously, knowing the light would burn for a few seconds.

He looked around him, hoping that Heero really was waiting for him to wake up. There was no Heero in sight. Kumi had lied to him. A sheen of tears covered his eyes and he blinked them back and looked over at the other bed in the room.

A boy with a familiar bang lay in the bed.

"Trowa." Duo's voice rasped, but he was rewarded for his efforts when Trowa turned his head and smiled slightly at Duo.

At that moment, a young nurse walked in and smiled at the two of them.

"Ah, Mr. Maxwell, I see that you are awake. There are quite a few people out there waiting to make sure you're okay."

Duo blinked. "How many?"

"Why don't you see for yourself?" Quatre peeked in through the doorway as he said this. When Duo smiled at him, he came in the room and motioned for someone else to follow him. Duo knew the person hesitated because Quatre got an annoyed look on his face and motioned again.

Duo's jaw dropped open as Heero stepped into the room. Heero looked at him and smiled hesitantly, making his way over to the side of Duo's bed.

"What are you doing here?" Duo said scornfully. He watched the tentative smile on Heero's face fall away and felt a twinge of guilt. He stamped it down, feeling the need to hurt Heero for hurting him.

"I… came to see you. I've missed you." Heero said softly.

Duo ignored Heero's wistful tone. "So, where's Relena?"

"Duo, why don't we talk about something else, like how you've been?" Quatre asked cheerfully.

"How about no? I want to know where the Pink Princess is. Why is she not attached to Heero's hip?" Duo sneered.

"Duo, you're behavior right now is dishonorable. Heero-…" Wufei stopped when Heero shook his head.

"Duo, I don't work for Relena anymore. I'm a Preventer now."

"When's the wedding?"

"Duo, I know what Relena said to you. I heard her admit it with my own ears. I was never involved in any relationship with Relena outside of an employer/employee relationship. I… when you called me and said it was over, my life was over as well. I truly thought you didn't want to be with me. I'm so sorry for hurting you for so long." Heero said.

"Don't lie to me, Heero. Relena told me all about your plans. I'm tired of being lied to. Just leave. Go back to the Pink Bitch." Duo rolled onto his side, away from Heero.

"Duo!" Quatre screeched.

"No, Quatre. Obviously, he doesn't want me here. I was wrong to think he would believe me after so long. I'm sorry. Truly, Duo. I never stopped loving you." Heero turned, gave one last longing look, and walked out the door.

"Duo, I know you've been through a lot and I know how much Relena's words hurt you, but Heero's apology was sincere. I visited him after you broke it off with him and, if you had seen him, you would know how he really feels." Quatre sighed and rested a hand on Duo's shoulder. "Please, just remember his words and think about them. Heero needs you as much as you need him." Quatre walked over to Trowa's bedside and sat in a chair, talking hold of Trowa's hand.

Trowa smiled gently at Quatre and then closed his eyes.

Wufei sighed and traced a finger over the bandages on Duo's arms. "I thought we were past all of this."

Duo turned his head into the pillow. "Please don't start, Wufei."

"Duo, I'm not going to rant about it. We already know how well that works. I just think you should know that Heero wanted to surprise you by stopping by. He's the one that saved your life. He sat by your side while they gave you a blood transfusion and only left because he needed to fill out paperwork for you. Don't judge him too harshly. He didn't know Relena called you and told you about their non-existent relationship. I'm going to go help him find a place to stay until he finds an apartment."

Duo looked at Wufei in shock. "An apartment?"

"Weren't you listening? Heero's a Preventer now. Une, knowing what Heero was going through, placed him on this colony, although, he was planning to come see you no matter what." Wufei smiled and left.

Duo lay silently, trying to process everything that had been thrown at him since he had woken up.

Suddenly, he looked across the room at Quatre. "Why is Trowa in a hospital bed? What happened to him?"

Quatre smiled gently. "He donated blood so they could give you a blood transfusion. Afterwards, he didn't tell anyone he was dizzy, so he has a bit of a concussion."

End part 4

Note: Again, I'm sorry this is taking so long… I really did think this fic would be done and over with in two sessions, but it doesn't want to be shortened any. It is getting closer to the ending… but I am also working on some of my other fics… so yah… I'll get there, eventually…