SnK: I LIVE!!!!
Kilik: *sighs* Shinigami no Kamikaze does not own Gundam Wing, a sense of morality, humility, or common sense.
SnK: Hey!!!
Hwoarang: He's right, you know it. In fact, he was being quite generous....
SnK: Do you really want to anger someone with god-powers?
Hwoarang: oooOOOOooo ...scary.
*Shinigami no Kamikaze narrows her eyes, then Hwoarang turns into the pink bunny that you got truned into in Zelda:LTP if you went into the darkworld without the moonpearl (?), Kilik slowly starts to back away as SnK fixed her glare on him. Hwoarang makes paniced bunny-nosies*
SnK: Anyway... I'm really sorry anyone following the series! But, I got overloaded the last week before school (it's probably my own fault.. but why all the tests on the 22nd?), then I was extremly busy thru Monday, then it took Tues to now to recover (actually, I strated this on Thrus.). I might have even put it off longer if I had had fewer reviews... you people who review are the best! Anyway, without futher ado...
Kilik: ... *gets glared at by SnK*...uhh.... oh y-yea! A friendly reminder, this fic contains angst, and shounen ai.
*SnK grins sweetly at him, and he heaves a sigh of relief*
Here Then Gone part 4
by Shinigami no Kamikaze
Quatre listened helplessly as he heard Duo start running once the boy had left the room. He knew Duo's emotions for Heero were strong... they had to be for him to force himself through that near 24-hour watch of Heero during his coma. But who needed more help at this moment... Duo, or Heero? While Quatre tried to think of what to do, there was a long silence finally interruped by Heero's question.
"Quatre... what happened.. exactly?"
The blonde sighed as he was snapped back into reality. While he'd taken all of an eternity to think, Duo'd probably made himself long gone... hopefully, if he hadn't already, he'd return to the hotel.... He smiles politely at Heero ,"I will be happy to explain everything to you. But first, I have to send someone out to look for Duo. Excuse me." Then Quatre opened the door and stopped. There was Trowa, standing right there. "What are you doing outside the door?"
"I was about to open it, when you did."
"Oh." Quatre stepped aside, to allow Trowa to see Heero. Trowa's visible eyebrow raised in surprized, but there wasn't much else in a reaction from either of them, until Heero said Trowa's name as a form of greeting... actually, it was more of an acknowlegement of Trowa's presence than a greeting. But that's the way Heero Yuy was.
"Something wrong, Quatre?" Trowa had a good sense of when the Arabian was being troubled by something. Right now, the blonde seemed to be giving off that concerned and worried 'aura', even if Trowa was the only one who could tell.
Quatre nodded slightly. "Can we step outside for a moment?" Trowa nodded in return, and the two exited. Then Quatre spoke softly, so Heero could not hear through the door, "Trowa, can you do me a favor?" Once again, Trowa nodded, and Quatre continues, "Please, find Duo, and make sure he doesn't do anything rash. Heero can't remember him at all... and he treated Duo rather coldy... then Duo took off running. I'm--"
"Worried about him? I am, too." Duo was influenced alot by his feelings, and didn't always think things through. Though to say he was controlled by his emotions and had no foresight was completely false, but the situation might lead him to do something stupid. Possibly as extreme as Heero had done, though Trowa doubted it. "Don't worry, I'll do what I can." Quatre rewarded Trowa with a smile, although it was a sad one. Then he entered the room again to answer all of Heero's questions. Trowa left to find Duo.
---
After a few hours of searching, Trowa found Duo at a computer in a library. Walking stealthy up to him, Trowa noticed that the screen was filled up with information conserning amnesia. Trowa cleared his troat, and Duo quickly hid all the windows he was using on the computer and whipped around, smile fixed into place.
"Hey, Trowa! Hear the good news..?"
Had Trowa not already known about what had happened, he would have believed that nothing was wrong with Duo. He would have thought Duo was elated, as he appeared to be. He couldn't read Duo like he could Quatre, although he knew Heero had seen through Duo's acting more than once. But, knowing what he did know... "And the bad." Duo looked at him, eyes saying 'What bad news..?', and one glance from Trowa stated clearly that he was talking about Heero's selective memory loss.
Duo made a face, then shrugged it off, and grinned. "Ahh.. well.. at least now he can't bring up the fact that I might've shot him once or twice, now, can he...?"
"Duo..." Trowa said flatly. He knew Duo was hurting inside, he had to be. "We have to talk."
Duo sighed... Trowa wasn't going to let him off the hook... he never really thought he would. For once Duo didn't feel like talking... the only person he wanted to talk to, whom he'd wanted to talk to for weeks, had just ordered him away, rejected him. Duo was hyper sensitive to rejection and abandonment because of his past, and he was aware of it... but just because he knew about it didn't make him feel any better. He knew this kind of pain well, but he hadn't felt it at this intensity for awhile... and it wasn't even as if Heero died... just another thing to confuse Duo even further.
Trowa took Duo's sigh as a sign of surrender, "Come on, let's go back to your room at the hotel." Duo stood up, and Trowa lead the way back, checking to make sure Duo was following now and then.
---
Duo lay on his side, staring at the ugly wallpaper of his room. It was beige, with some repeating gnarled pattern done in a deep brown. He tried to not think about his pain while tracing the awful pattern up and down the wall, as it went in columns. It wasn't working.
Trowa had left earlier. Once he was satisfied that Duo wasn't going to try to run away from the whole situation and disappear, or try to kill himself, he'd left the room to make a call to the hospital. He was going to see about arranging an appointment for Duo and Heero to get reaquinted with eachother, and to find out how much Heero had forgotten.
Suicide had never entered Duo's mind. Heero could still regain his complete memory... and then where would he be? Even a partial memory comeback wold make Duo happy... he just wanted Heero to stop treating him like some stranger, like someone he didn't know... to stop looking at him like -that-. Everytime that memory entered Duo's head, it sent a shiver down his spine..
That was another thing. Duo felt so cold. He had since Heero had asked who he was. It hadn't gone away. The blankets were all wrapped around Duo, but it did nothing to take the chill away.
At the moment, it seemed, that all he could do was suffer.
---
Wufei again knocked at Duo's door, and there was still no responce... he was getting worried. Nothing had happened to Duo, had it..?
'Well, no, nothing but he found out that his best friend who he's just kept from killing himself who woke up from being in a coma for a couple of weeks yesterday doesn't remember him at all...'
Wufei was relieved that Heero was still alive. And though he tried to deny it, he was also a tiny bit pleased with his current memory loss. He was not pleased at all, though, with it's effect on Duo. For that alone, did he hope that Heero would recover, and soon.
Wufei knocked again at the door. Maybe he was just sleeping... but Wufei wouldn't take the chance that it was anything else.
"Duo! You don't have to open the door! Just let me know you're okay back there!"
Wufei heard a little snicker from the otherside of the thin hotel door. "Okay...? I wouldn't say that, Wu-man, but I'm still kickin' back here.. dat good enough for ya..?"
Wufei didn't think Duo sounded quite right... he came to realize it was because Duo's speech was slightly slurred.. Then it clicked in his mind... that damn liquor cabinet!
In all the time he'd been Duo's roommate, Duo had hardly ever touched alcohol. The one occation Wufei saw him drink a single glass of champaigne was on New Year's. "Duo, how much have you had to drink...?"
"Not enough!"
Wufei sighed... this was pointless. He had already told Duo he didn't have to open the door (now he wished he hadn't) and he wouldn't go back on that. But if Duo was inexperienced with alcohol, then he didn't want him experimenting back there in the state he was undoubtly in. So he had to figure out a way to make him stop on his own "Duo... if you meet Heero with a hang-over, I don't think it will make a good impression."
"He already hates me!" Duo had found out that he was apparently the only thing Heero seemed to have forgotten out of his entire life. Him, and anything relating to him. Whenever there was an event where he interacted with Heero, there was this gap in Heero's memory. He'd even remember fragments of conversations that Duo was in... just eveything that did not involve him.
"Duo... he doesn't hate you.. he just--"
"Doesn't know me, right? hah! ... Just go away, Wufei." The earlier amusment Wufei had detected was gone from Duo's voice. Wufei shook his head, but there was nothing more he could say. He knew this wasn't Yuy's fault.. but.. if he was angry with what this situation was doing to Duo before, now he was completely enraged.
---
It had been two days since Heero had woken up, and this was the first time Duo had been back in the hospital since then. He was nervous.. he was even kinda queasy. He poked his head into the room, where Heero and Quatre were waiting for him. Quatre would be playing mediator this time around.
Duo smiled. Quatre noticed how much better he looked than from when he'd been letting himself wither away by Heero's side. That had been the last time he'd seen Duo, since the boy had shut himself up into his room until this meeting. Quatre had been worried about Duo, but it appeared Duo was in better health than before... at least physically.
"Hey, Heero!" Duo said cheerily. He saw Heero's cold eyes soften and he was hopeful.. but that hope was crushed as Heero's eyes narrowed and he replied with a 'Hn.' He didn't even bother to use Duo's name... but Duo did not allow his disappointment to reach his expression.
"Oh, please don't start that 'hn.' thing again with me Heero... There was that one day where, literally, that was all you said to me. We had a mission together, and eveything. It was to destroy an OZ supply line in Southern Europe... letssee... eariler that day there was this girl who got startled when you looked her right in the eyes, and she dropped all her books, and then you walked on by without even giving her a second glance. Then I said somethin' like, "It's things like that that make you conspicuous", and you said "hn.".. remember anything about that..?"
"I remember the mission. I remember the girl. I do not remember saying anything to you, because I do not remember you." Heero spoke with the same icy edge to his voice as before. A look of hurt crossed Duo's face for a fraction of a second. Heero caught it, and something tugged at his heart.. it was a strange feeling, one he remembered vaugely. Some voice inside him warned him, 'You don't want that pain from him.. don't look.. it can't happen again if he isn't there.' Heero looked away.
"Well... what about--"
And so the rest of the hour went by, Duo relating some memory, Heero saying he knew about every detail except for Duo. So went many other visitations over that first week, all supervised.
What hurt Duo the most was the way Heero wouldn't look at him. He would even take that frightening look of his over this. Now all he wanted... or was it needed? ... was to look into those eyes. Then at least he might be able to answer the questions he was much to afraid to ask Heero about now.
Was it love?
~~~end
SnK: Sorry, about zip happened in that chapter, but something will happen in the next one.. I promise!
Hwoarang:*looks up at her, and makes pleading pink bunny noises*
SnK:*rolls her eyes* Fine *snaps her fingers and he becomes normal* Anyway, any 2x1 fans out there, pray I listen to Godsmack, 'cause they usually (for some reason) just make me think 2x1 and then I tend to write that way.. but if you're on the 2x5 front, then hope for Smashing Pumpkins. Any other band, though, it pretty much anyone's game.... *shrugs* I'm still indecisive.
Hwoarang: *opens his mouth, then thinks better of it, and closes it*
SnK:Wow... well, while Hwoarang's still cowed--
Hwoarang: hey!
SnL:--maybe I'll just get to work on thant next chapter... maybe I'll even get it out in a couple of hours....
Hwoarang: Yeah, riiiiight.
SnK:*sighs* I knew it was too good to be true. Please review everyone! Ups the chances of actually getting a worthwile chapter 5! ^_^
Kilik: *sighs* Shinigami no Kamikaze does not own Gundam Wing, a sense of morality, humility, or common sense.
SnK: Hey!!!
Hwoarang: He's right, you know it. In fact, he was being quite generous....
SnK: Do you really want to anger someone with god-powers?
Hwoarang: oooOOOOooo ...scary.
*Shinigami no Kamikaze narrows her eyes, then Hwoarang turns into the pink bunny that you got truned into in Zelda:LTP if you went into the darkworld without the moonpearl (?), Kilik slowly starts to back away as SnK fixed her glare on him. Hwoarang makes paniced bunny-nosies*
SnK: Anyway... I'm really sorry anyone following the series! But, I got overloaded the last week before school (it's probably my own fault.. but why all the tests on the 22nd?), then I was extremly busy thru Monday, then it took Tues to now to recover (actually, I strated this on Thrus.). I might have even put it off longer if I had had fewer reviews... you people who review are the best! Anyway, without futher ado...
Kilik: ... *gets glared at by SnK*...uhh.... oh y-yea! A friendly reminder, this fic contains angst, and shounen ai.
*SnK grins sweetly at him, and he heaves a sigh of relief*
Here Then Gone part 4
by Shinigami no Kamikaze
Quatre listened helplessly as he heard Duo start running once the boy had left the room. He knew Duo's emotions for Heero were strong... they had to be for him to force himself through that near 24-hour watch of Heero during his coma. But who needed more help at this moment... Duo, or Heero? While Quatre tried to think of what to do, there was a long silence finally interruped by Heero's question.
"Quatre... what happened.. exactly?"
The blonde sighed as he was snapped back into reality. While he'd taken all of an eternity to think, Duo'd probably made himself long gone... hopefully, if he hadn't already, he'd return to the hotel.... He smiles politely at Heero ,"I will be happy to explain everything to you. But first, I have to send someone out to look for Duo. Excuse me." Then Quatre opened the door and stopped. There was Trowa, standing right there. "What are you doing outside the door?"
"I was about to open it, when you did."
"Oh." Quatre stepped aside, to allow Trowa to see Heero. Trowa's visible eyebrow raised in surprized, but there wasn't much else in a reaction from either of them, until Heero said Trowa's name as a form of greeting... actually, it was more of an acknowlegement of Trowa's presence than a greeting. But that's the way Heero Yuy was.
"Something wrong, Quatre?" Trowa had a good sense of when the Arabian was being troubled by something. Right now, the blonde seemed to be giving off that concerned and worried 'aura', even if Trowa was the only one who could tell.
Quatre nodded slightly. "Can we step outside for a moment?" Trowa nodded in return, and the two exited. Then Quatre spoke softly, so Heero could not hear through the door, "Trowa, can you do me a favor?" Once again, Trowa nodded, and Quatre continues, "Please, find Duo, and make sure he doesn't do anything rash. Heero can't remember him at all... and he treated Duo rather coldy... then Duo took off running. I'm--"
"Worried about him? I am, too." Duo was influenced alot by his feelings, and didn't always think things through. Though to say he was controlled by his emotions and had no foresight was completely false, but the situation might lead him to do something stupid. Possibly as extreme as Heero had done, though Trowa doubted it. "Don't worry, I'll do what I can." Quatre rewarded Trowa with a smile, although it was a sad one. Then he entered the room again to answer all of Heero's questions. Trowa left to find Duo.
---
After a few hours of searching, Trowa found Duo at a computer in a library. Walking stealthy up to him, Trowa noticed that the screen was filled up with information conserning amnesia. Trowa cleared his troat, and Duo quickly hid all the windows he was using on the computer and whipped around, smile fixed into place.
"Hey, Trowa! Hear the good news..?"
Had Trowa not already known about what had happened, he would have believed that nothing was wrong with Duo. He would have thought Duo was elated, as he appeared to be. He couldn't read Duo like he could Quatre, although he knew Heero had seen through Duo's acting more than once. But, knowing what he did know... "And the bad." Duo looked at him, eyes saying 'What bad news..?', and one glance from Trowa stated clearly that he was talking about Heero's selective memory loss.
Duo made a face, then shrugged it off, and grinned. "Ahh.. well.. at least now he can't bring up the fact that I might've shot him once or twice, now, can he...?"
"Duo..." Trowa said flatly. He knew Duo was hurting inside, he had to be. "We have to talk."
Duo sighed... Trowa wasn't going to let him off the hook... he never really thought he would. For once Duo didn't feel like talking... the only person he wanted to talk to, whom he'd wanted to talk to for weeks, had just ordered him away, rejected him. Duo was hyper sensitive to rejection and abandonment because of his past, and he was aware of it... but just because he knew about it didn't make him feel any better. He knew this kind of pain well, but he hadn't felt it at this intensity for awhile... and it wasn't even as if Heero died... just another thing to confuse Duo even further.
Trowa took Duo's sigh as a sign of surrender, "Come on, let's go back to your room at the hotel." Duo stood up, and Trowa lead the way back, checking to make sure Duo was following now and then.
---
Duo lay on his side, staring at the ugly wallpaper of his room. It was beige, with some repeating gnarled pattern done in a deep brown. He tried to not think about his pain while tracing the awful pattern up and down the wall, as it went in columns. It wasn't working.
Trowa had left earlier. Once he was satisfied that Duo wasn't going to try to run away from the whole situation and disappear, or try to kill himself, he'd left the room to make a call to the hospital. He was going to see about arranging an appointment for Duo and Heero to get reaquinted with eachother, and to find out how much Heero had forgotten.
Suicide had never entered Duo's mind. Heero could still regain his complete memory... and then where would he be? Even a partial memory comeback wold make Duo happy... he just wanted Heero to stop treating him like some stranger, like someone he didn't know... to stop looking at him like -that-. Everytime that memory entered Duo's head, it sent a shiver down his spine..
That was another thing. Duo felt so cold. He had since Heero had asked who he was. It hadn't gone away. The blankets were all wrapped around Duo, but it did nothing to take the chill away.
At the moment, it seemed, that all he could do was suffer.
---
Wufei again knocked at Duo's door, and there was still no responce... he was getting worried. Nothing had happened to Duo, had it..?
'Well, no, nothing but he found out that his best friend who he's just kept from killing himself who woke up from being in a coma for a couple of weeks yesterday doesn't remember him at all...'
Wufei was relieved that Heero was still alive. And though he tried to deny it, he was also a tiny bit pleased with his current memory loss. He was not pleased at all, though, with it's effect on Duo. For that alone, did he hope that Heero would recover, and soon.
Wufei knocked again at the door. Maybe he was just sleeping... but Wufei wouldn't take the chance that it was anything else.
"Duo! You don't have to open the door! Just let me know you're okay back there!"
Wufei heard a little snicker from the otherside of the thin hotel door. "Okay...? I wouldn't say that, Wu-man, but I'm still kickin' back here.. dat good enough for ya..?"
Wufei didn't think Duo sounded quite right... he came to realize it was because Duo's speech was slightly slurred.. Then it clicked in his mind... that damn liquor cabinet!
In all the time he'd been Duo's roommate, Duo had hardly ever touched alcohol. The one occation Wufei saw him drink a single glass of champaigne was on New Year's. "Duo, how much have you had to drink...?"
"Not enough!"
Wufei sighed... this was pointless. He had already told Duo he didn't have to open the door (now he wished he hadn't) and he wouldn't go back on that. But if Duo was inexperienced with alcohol, then he didn't want him experimenting back there in the state he was undoubtly in. So he had to figure out a way to make him stop on his own "Duo... if you meet Heero with a hang-over, I don't think it will make a good impression."
"He already hates me!" Duo had found out that he was apparently the only thing Heero seemed to have forgotten out of his entire life. Him, and anything relating to him. Whenever there was an event where he interacted with Heero, there was this gap in Heero's memory. He'd even remember fragments of conversations that Duo was in... just eveything that did not involve him.
"Duo... he doesn't hate you.. he just--"
"Doesn't know me, right? hah! ... Just go away, Wufei." The earlier amusment Wufei had detected was gone from Duo's voice. Wufei shook his head, but there was nothing more he could say. He knew this wasn't Yuy's fault.. but.. if he was angry with what this situation was doing to Duo before, now he was completely enraged.
---
It had been two days since Heero had woken up, and this was the first time Duo had been back in the hospital since then. He was nervous.. he was even kinda queasy. He poked his head into the room, where Heero and Quatre were waiting for him. Quatre would be playing mediator this time around.
Duo smiled. Quatre noticed how much better he looked than from when he'd been letting himself wither away by Heero's side. That had been the last time he'd seen Duo, since the boy had shut himself up into his room until this meeting. Quatre had been worried about Duo, but it appeared Duo was in better health than before... at least physically.
"Hey, Heero!" Duo said cheerily. He saw Heero's cold eyes soften and he was hopeful.. but that hope was crushed as Heero's eyes narrowed and he replied with a 'Hn.' He didn't even bother to use Duo's name... but Duo did not allow his disappointment to reach his expression.
"Oh, please don't start that 'hn.' thing again with me Heero... There was that one day where, literally, that was all you said to me. We had a mission together, and eveything. It was to destroy an OZ supply line in Southern Europe... letssee... eariler that day there was this girl who got startled when you looked her right in the eyes, and she dropped all her books, and then you walked on by without even giving her a second glance. Then I said somethin' like, "It's things like that that make you conspicuous", and you said "hn.".. remember anything about that..?"
"I remember the mission. I remember the girl. I do not remember saying anything to you, because I do not remember you." Heero spoke with the same icy edge to his voice as before. A look of hurt crossed Duo's face for a fraction of a second. Heero caught it, and something tugged at his heart.. it was a strange feeling, one he remembered vaugely. Some voice inside him warned him, 'You don't want that pain from him.. don't look.. it can't happen again if he isn't there.' Heero looked away.
"Well... what about--"
And so the rest of the hour went by, Duo relating some memory, Heero saying he knew about every detail except for Duo. So went many other visitations over that first week, all supervised.
What hurt Duo the most was the way Heero wouldn't look at him. He would even take that frightening look of his over this. Now all he wanted... or was it needed? ... was to look into those eyes. Then at least he might be able to answer the questions he was much to afraid to ask Heero about now.
Was it love?
~~~end
SnK: Sorry, about zip happened in that chapter, but something will happen in the next one.. I promise!
Hwoarang:*looks up at her, and makes pleading pink bunny noises*
SnK:*rolls her eyes* Fine *snaps her fingers and he becomes normal* Anyway, any 2x1 fans out there, pray I listen to Godsmack, 'cause they usually (for some reason) just make me think 2x1 and then I tend to write that way.. but if you're on the 2x5 front, then hope for Smashing Pumpkins. Any other band, though, it pretty much anyone's game.... *shrugs* I'm still indecisive.
Hwoarang: *opens his mouth, then thinks better of it, and closes it*
SnK:Wow... well, while Hwoarang's still cowed--
Hwoarang: hey!
SnL:--maybe I'll just get to work on thant next chapter... maybe I'll even get it out in a couple of hours....
Hwoarang: Yeah, riiiiight.
SnK:*sighs* I knew it was too good to be true. Please review everyone! Ups the chances of actually getting a worthwile chapter 5! ^_^