Hmmm... Well, that's just great. I got two good reviews for the first chapter. So now I must continue to write this fic. I'm not sure how much longer I'll be able to do so though. I am a writer of humor, and this is not humor... I can't stand sadnessness... Ness... Oh well. If I continue to get good reviews, I will continue to write. If I don't keep getting good reviews, though, I will not hesitate to stop writing. So don't forget to review!
"No one can figure out what's wrong with him. He still appears completely normal, but just moments ago I myself saw him cough up blood... We're doing everything we possibly can do for him." The doctor informed Duo and the others, and then he walked off somewhere in the hospital. "If anything happens to Heero, I swear..." Duo was sitting in a chair in the waiting room, along with the other gundam pilots. "Hey, Heero'll be fine... You know that as well as we all do. Heero's invincible, nothing can kill him." Quatre said, attemtping to do everything he could to comfort Duo. "Thanks, Quatre, but I'm not sure even Heero could survie this if it turned out to be some sort of deadly illness. It's a completely different thing when you're attacked from the inside."
"He's stopped coughing up blood now, and he hasn't lost as much as we thought. If he doesn't start doing it again any time soon, he should be fine. Do you know what's causing this, doctor?" The nurse who had spoken approached the doctor, who was sitting down in his favorite chair. She put a hand on his shoulder, and for a few moments his eyes stayed fixed on the dark skin of her hand contrasting with the blue of the clothes he wore. "No. That's why I'm here. I seem to think better when I sit in this chair, it's more relaxing somehow. I can't figure out how it is that he's so wracked with pain that he can't speak, and is coughing up blood, yet we can't detect anything wrong with him. I don't understand it at all, and frankly... Well, excuse my language in advance, but... It is really pissing me off." Doctor Proscthius stood up from his chair and then, after thinking momentarily, he resumed talking. "I have absolutely no intention of allowing this boy to die. I will not allow it to happen. I am going to find out what is wrong, and cure it." He exited the small room, and the nurse followed him out.
"Duo, is it? Your friend has stopped coughing, and he appears to be doing fine again." The doctor said. "Why does that sound familiar? Oh, isn't it what you said earlier today?" Duo asked sarcastically. "I can assure you, we are doing everything in our power to help him. And I can promise you this; as long as Heero is in my care, he will NOT die." Though he came quite close to it today... I don't know why, either. He didn't cough up too much blood, actually it was a relatively small amount. And other than that, nothing appeared to be wrong with him. But that's it, isn't it? Nothing appeared to be wrong. Duo sighed and nodded his head, and the doctor turned to leave. "By the way, if you would like, I could take you in to see him..." Duo jumped out of the chair, and ran in front of the doctor. "Well, let's go, lead the way!"
(Ergh... Have I done alright so far? I'm doing this with no medical knowledge whatsoever. The extent of my medical knowledge is that when you get a cut, you put a band-aid on it.)
"You're absolutely sure he's alright? He looks a bit pale to me." The doctor nodded. "Yes, he is a bit pale, but he..." "Let me guess, other than that, he appears to be perfectly fine?" Doctor Proscthius sighed. "here isn't anything else I can say, really. All I know about the situation is that he seems to be doing well. If we can't figure out what's wrong, I can't tell you what's wrong." Duo nodded his head. "I know... It's just that I get really tired of hearing 'he appears to be perfectly fine,' and then he starts coughing blood or something."
"Do you think Heero's alright?" Trowa asked the others. "Heero's tough, I'm pretty sure he can live through anything." Wufei replied. "I'm not sure... Heero is tough, but this time the enemy is inside him, not outside. I do think it would take a awful lot to kill him, though." "Well, thank you for that little bit of optomism, Quatre. I liked Wufeis answer a lot better." Quatre sat in a chair and lowered his head. "I'm sorry, I'm just trying to be realistic. After all, it wont really do any good to say that he can live through anything if he can't, does it?" Trowa walked over to Quatre and lifted his head so that he was able to look him in the eyes. He knew Quatre had been upset by what he had said. "Hey, it's alright. I know you were just telling the truth... Right now we're all on edge, what with whats happening to Heero and all. Sorry I snapped at you like that.." Quatre smiled. "That's okay, Trowa." Then Trowa bent down and kissed Quatre.
(Awwww.... That's so sweet... Um, by the way, I just thought I'd let you know that some reason, I don't seem to be hearing quite as well from my left ear as my right... Just now started happening.)
"You finally decided to wake up, huh? Are you feeling okay?" Heero tried to nd his head, but only barely succeeded in managing a small, feeble movement. "Hard to move, and I can't get my eyes to focus no matter how hard I try, but I don't feel all that bad, interestingly enough. Can't really say I don't like seeing two of you though, so it's kind of hard to complain about not being able to focus my eyes." Duo smiled, and kissed Heero. "Hmmm... I was beginning to wonder. Now I know for sure. You probably shouldn't be kissing him on the mouth, however. It could be contageous." The doctor said. "I don't particularly care. If it's contageous, well, that's a price I'm willing to pay." The doctor nodded his head slowly. "Well, I suppose I'll leave, and go do some doctorly deeds. You two are probably going to want to be alone..." The doctor kept a straight face, and walked out of the room again. "That guy is weird. He comes into the room, talks, and then leaves. Does he even do anything at all?" The door opened. "Yes, I do. And I wasn't eavesdropping, I just happened to still be here." He left again, and Duo asked Heero if he had any idea what was going on. "No." "You're absolutely sure? You really don't know what it is, or how you got it?" "I already told you, no." Heero sounded more than slightly irritated. "Sorry, I just wanted to make sure. I wish I at least knew what was happening, so I could help somehow..."
"You can all go in and see Heero as well, if you like. By the way, I'd just like to ask something very quickly... You two... The blond and the one with the brown hair..." Trowa and Quatre introduced themselves. "You two wouldn't happen to be... Well, you wouldn't happen to be in love or anything, would you?" Quatre quickly said that they were. "Hmmm... That was quite a quick response. Are you unsure whether he likes you or not, or something?" Quatre shook his head. "No, he knows I love him." Trowa then said. "Well, apparently I'm not all that bad at figuring these things out." The doctor mused. "Anyways, follow me and I'll take you to see your friend Heero."
(SHIT!!! I AM SO PISSED OFF AT MYSELF! I just found out what happens next. Okay, it's time for a song... The Red Strokes, by Garth Brooks.)
//Moonlight on canvas, midnight in wine,
Two shadows starting to softly combine.
The picture they're painting is one of the heart,
and to those who have seen it, it's a true work of art.
Whoa-oh, the red strokes, passions ungauged.
Thundering moments of tenderless rage.
Whoa-oh, the red strokes, tempered and strong,
burning the night like the dawn.
Steam on the window, salt in the kiss,
two hearts have never pounded like this.
Inspired by a vision that they can't command,
erasing the borders with each brush of a hand,
Whoa-oh, the red strokes, passions ungauged,
thundering moments of tenderless rage,
Whoa-oh, the red strokes, tempered and strong,
burning the night light the dawn.
The blues will be blue, and then jealousys green,
but when love picks its shade, it demands to be said
Whoa-oh, the red strokes, passions ungauged,
thundering moments of tenderless rage,
whoa-oh, the red strokes, fearlessly drawn,
burning the night like the dawn.
Whoa-oh, the red strokes, passions ungauged,
thundering moments of tenderless rage,
whoa-oh the red strokes, fearlessly drawn,
burning the night like the dawn.
Steam on the window, salt in the kiss,
two hearts have never pounded like this.//
(Jeez, that was a bit long... Okay, now back to the fic. I did the best I could with the song, now I'll go back to something I know something about...)
"Do you all intend on staying the night here again?" The doctor asked. "I am." Duo said, and the others all agreed. "Well, then. I suppose I'm not needed at the moment, so I'll just go home and get some rest as well if you don't mind." Doctor Proscthius left the room, leaving the five gundam pilots in the room together. "So, he's awake, huh?" Duo nodded his head. "How're you feeling, Heero?" Quatre asked, rushing to the bed as he saw how pale Heero looked. "Don't worry about me. I'm doing fine. I might not be able to move, and there might be 8 gundam pilots in the room, not counting me, of course, but I'm doing fine." Quatre had a look on his face that showed quite clearly how worried he was. "Are you sure?" Heero attempted to nod his head, but was still unable to do so very well.
(This would be a good time to play 'The Night Will Only Know' by Garth Brooks, it's on his CD 'In Pieces.' If you have it, put it in the nearest CD player, Playstation, or whatever and go to the ninth song. I demand that you do it, because this chapter is coming to an end quite soon.)
After about an hours worth of idle, meaningless chatter, the gundam pilots were about ready to sleep, but then Duo spoke up. "I'm hungry." The others were reminded that they hadn't had anything to eat since lunch, and so they sent Wufei to get some food. Wufei exited the room and called out for pizza. When they pizza got there, Wufei took it into the room, and they all proceeded to eat. Then they all got settled in, and tried to get to sleep. Duo fell asleep in a chair beside Heeros bed, with his arm under Heeros head. Quatre fell asleep with his head on Trowas shoulder, and Trowa soon fell asleep as well. Then Heero fell asleep, and Wufei was the last to sleep. He stretched out on the other bed in the room and slept.
The next morning, Duo was the first one to awaken. When he woke up, he thought something seemed a bit odd. He didn't know what, and he wasn't quite ready to open his eyes yet, but before he could allow himself to get back to sleep, he realised what seemed odd. Heeros head was on his arm. But that wasn't what was odd. What was strange was... Heero seemed cold. Duos eyes darted open and he raised his head. He put a hand on Heeros chest, above his heart. It didn't take too long before he realised there was no heartbeat. Duo layed his head down on Heeros chest. A few minutes later, the other pilots woke up, and Quatre was the first one to notice that Duo was crying.
To be continued...
WWWWWAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!!!!!!!!! Sad sad sad sad saaaaaaad.... And I just HAD to listen to The Night Will Only Know while writing that... Please, please, pleeeeease review this chapter! Even if you already reviewed the first one. And don't forget, there IS a 'to be continued' above this paragraph. So it WILL be continued. IF you review this chapter. I cannot believe I just wrote that... I have a small favor to ask. Could you, yes YOU, read and review some of my other fics as well? Please? After going through what I went through writing that, I deserve a few hundred good reviews... This was without a doubt the hardest thing I've ever had to write, but I had to write it... PLEASE REVIEW THIS CHAPTER!!! I cannot stress the importance of your review enough. So review it, now, okay Okay. I'll shut up and go away now. Bye.
"No one can figure out what's wrong with him. He still appears completely normal, but just moments ago I myself saw him cough up blood... We're doing everything we possibly can do for him." The doctor informed Duo and the others, and then he walked off somewhere in the hospital. "If anything happens to Heero, I swear..." Duo was sitting in a chair in the waiting room, along with the other gundam pilots. "Hey, Heero'll be fine... You know that as well as we all do. Heero's invincible, nothing can kill him." Quatre said, attemtping to do everything he could to comfort Duo. "Thanks, Quatre, but I'm not sure even Heero could survie this if it turned out to be some sort of deadly illness. It's a completely different thing when you're attacked from the inside."
"He's stopped coughing up blood now, and he hasn't lost as much as we thought. If he doesn't start doing it again any time soon, he should be fine. Do you know what's causing this, doctor?" The nurse who had spoken approached the doctor, who was sitting down in his favorite chair. She put a hand on his shoulder, and for a few moments his eyes stayed fixed on the dark skin of her hand contrasting with the blue of the clothes he wore. "No. That's why I'm here. I seem to think better when I sit in this chair, it's more relaxing somehow. I can't figure out how it is that he's so wracked with pain that he can't speak, and is coughing up blood, yet we can't detect anything wrong with him. I don't understand it at all, and frankly... Well, excuse my language in advance, but... It is really pissing me off." Doctor Proscthius stood up from his chair and then, after thinking momentarily, he resumed talking. "I have absolutely no intention of allowing this boy to die. I will not allow it to happen. I am going to find out what is wrong, and cure it." He exited the small room, and the nurse followed him out.
"Duo, is it? Your friend has stopped coughing, and he appears to be doing fine again." The doctor said. "Why does that sound familiar? Oh, isn't it what you said earlier today?" Duo asked sarcastically. "I can assure you, we are doing everything in our power to help him. And I can promise you this; as long as Heero is in my care, he will NOT die." Though he came quite close to it today... I don't know why, either. He didn't cough up too much blood, actually it was a relatively small amount. And other than that, nothing appeared to be wrong with him. But that's it, isn't it? Nothing appeared to be wrong. Duo sighed and nodded his head, and the doctor turned to leave. "By the way, if you would like, I could take you in to see him..." Duo jumped out of the chair, and ran in front of the doctor. "Well, let's go, lead the way!"
(Ergh... Have I done alright so far? I'm doing this with no medical knowledge whatsoever. The extent of my medical knowledge is that when you get a cut, you put a band-aid on it.)
"You're absolutely sure he's alright? He looks a bit pale to me." The doctor nodded. "Yes, he is a bit pale, but he..." "Let me guess, other than that, he appears to be perfectly fine?" Doctor Proscthius sighed. "here isn't anything else I can say, really. All I know about the situation is that he seems to be doing well. If we can't figure out what's wrong, I can't tell you what's wrong." Duo nodded his head. "I know... It's just that I get really tired of hearing 'he appears to be perfectly fine,' and then he starts coughing blood or something."
"Do you think Heero's alright?" Trowa asked the others. "Heero's tough, I'm pretty sure he can live through anything." Wufei replied. "I'm not sure... Heero is tough, but this time the enemy is inside him, not outside. I do think it would take a awful lot to kill him, though." "Well, thank you for that little bit of optomism, Quatre. I liked Wufeis answer a lot better." Quatre sat in a chair and lowered his head. "I'm sorry, I'm just trying to be realistic. After all, it wont really do any good to say that he can live through anything if he can't, does it?" Trowa walked over to Quatre and lifted his head so that he was able to look him in the eyes. He knew Quatre had been upset by what he had said. "Hey, it's alright. I know you were just telling the truth... Right now we're all on edge, what with whats happening to Heero and all. Sorry I snapped at you like that.." Quatre smiled. "That's okay, Trowa." Then Trowa bent down and kissed Quatre.
(Awwww.... That's so sweet... Um, by the way, I just thought I'd let you know that some reason, I don't seem to be hearing quite as well from my left ear as my right... Just now started happening.)
"You finally decided to wake up, huh? Are you feeling okay?" Heero tried to nd his head, but only barely succeeded in managing a small, feeble movement. "Hard to move, and I can't get my eyes to focus no matter how hard I try, but I don't feel all that bad, interestingly enough. Can't really say I don't like seeing two of you though, so it's kind of hard to complain about not being able to focus my eyes." Duo smiled, and kissed Heero. "Hmmm... I was beginning to wonder. Now I know for sure. You probably shouldn't be kissing him on the mouth, however. It could be contageous." The doctor said. "I don't particularly care. If it's contageous, well, that's a price I'm willing to pay." The doctor nodded his head slowly. "Well, I suppose I'll leave, and go do some doctorly deeds. You two are probably going to want to be alone..." The doctor kept a straight face, and walked out of the room again. "That guy is weird. He comes into the room, talks, and then leaves. Does he even do anything at all?" The door opened. "Yes, I do. And I wasn't eavesdropping, I just happened to still be here." He left again, and Duo asked Heero if he had any idea what was going on. "No." "You're absolutely sure? You really don't know what it is, or how you got it?" "I already told you, no." Heero sounded more than slightly irritated. "Sorry, I just wanted to make sure. I wish I at least knew what was happening, so I could help somehow..."
"You can all go in and see Heero as well, if you like. By the way, I'd just like to ask something very quickly... You two... The blond and the one with the brown hair..." Trowa and Quatre introduced themselves. "You two wouldn't happen to be... Well, you wouldn't happen to be in love or anything, would you?" Quatre quickly said that they were. "Hmmm... That was quite a quick response. Are you unsure whether he likes you or not, or something?" Quatre shook his head. "No, he knows I love him." Trowa then said. "Well, apparently I'm not all that bad at figuring these things out." The doctor mused. "Anyways, follow me and I'll take you to see your friend Heero."
(SHIT!!! I AM SO PISSED OFF AT MYSELF! I just found out what happens next. Okay, it's time for a song... The Red Strokes, by Garth Brooks.)
//Moonlight on canvas, midnight in wine,
Two shadows starting to softly combine.
The picture they're painting is one of the heart,
and to those who have seen it, it's a true work of art.
Whoa-oh, the red strokes, passions ungauged.
Thundering moments of tenderless rage.
Whoa-oh, the red strokes, tempered and strong,
burning the night like the dawn.
Steam on the window, salt in the kiss,
two hearts have never pounded like this.
Inspired by a vision that they can't command,
erasing the borders with each brush of a hand,
Whoa-oh, the red strokes, passions ungauged,
thundering moments of tenderless rage,
Whoa-oh, the red strokes, tempered and strong,
burning the night light the dawn.
The blues will be blue, and then jealousys green,
but when love picks its shade, it demands to be said
Whoa-oh, the red strokes, passions ungauged,
thundering moments of tenderless rage,
whoa-oh, the red strokes, fearlessly drawn,
burning the night like the dawn.
Whoa-oh, the red strokes, passions ungauged,
thundering moments of tenderless rage,
whoa-oh the red strokes, fearlessly drawn,
burning the night like the dawn.
Steam on the window, salt in the kiss,
two hearts have never pounded like this.//
(Jeez, that was a bit long... Okay, now back to the fic. I did the best I could with the song, now I'll go back to something I know something about...)
"Do you all intend on staying the night here again?" The doctor asked. "I am." Duo said, and the others all agreed. "Well, then. I suppose I'm not needed at the moment, so I'll just go home and get some rest as well if you don't mind." Doctor Proscthius left the room, leaving the five gundam pilots in the room together. "So, he's awake, huh?" Duo nodded his head. "How're you feeling, Heero?" Quatre asked, rushing to the bed as he saw how pale Heero looked. "Don't worry about me. I'm doing fine. I might not be able to move, and there might be 8 gundam pilots in the room, not counting me, of course, but I'm doing fine." Quatre had a look on his face that showed quite clearly how worried he was. "Are you sure?" Heero attempted to nod his head, but was still unable to do so very well.
(This would be a good time to play 'The Night Will Only Know' by Garth Brooks, it's on his CD 'In Pieces.' If you have it, put it in the nearest CD player, Playstation, or whatever and go to the ninth song. I demand that you do it, because this chapter is coming to an end quite soon.)
After about an hours worth of idle, meaningless chatter, the gundam pilots were about ready to sleep, but then Duo spoke up. "I'm hungry." The others were reminded that they hadn't had anything to eat since lunch, and so they sent Wufei to get some food. Wufei exited the room and called out for pizza. When they pizza got there, Wufei took it into the room, and they all proceeded to eat. Then they all got settled in, and tried to get to sleep. Duo fell asleep in a chair beside Heeros bed, with his arm under Heeros head. Quatre fell asleep with his head on Trowas shoulder, and Trowa soon fell asleep as well. Then Heero fell asleep, and Wufei was the last to sleep. He stretched out on the other bed in the room and slept.
The next morning, Duo was the first one to awaken. When he woke up, he thought something seemed a bit odd. He didn't know what, and he wasn't quite ready to open his eyes yet, but before he could allow himself to get back to sleep, he realised what seemed odd. Heeros head was on his arm. But that wasn't what was odd. What was strange was... Heero seemed cold. Duos eyes darted open and he raised his head. He put a hand on Heeros chest, above his heart. It didn't take too long before he realised there was no heartbeat. Duo layed his head down on Heeros chest. A few minutes later, the other pilots woke up, and Quatre was the first one to notice that Duo was crying.
To be continued...
WWWWWAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!!!!!!!!! Sad sad sad sad saaaaaaad.... And I just HAD to listen to The Night Will Only Know while writing that... Please, please, pleeeeease review this chapter! Even if you already reviewed the first one. And don't forget, there IS a 'to be continued' above this paragraph. So it WILL be continued. IF you review this chapter. I cannot believe I just wrote that... I have a small favor to ask. Could you, yes YOU, read and review some of my other fics as well? Please? After going through what I went through writing that, I deserve a few hundred good reviews... This was without a doubt the hardest thing I've ever had to write, but I had to write it... PLEASE REVIEW THIS CHAPTER!!! I cannot stress the importance of your review enough. So review it, now, okay Okay. I'll shut up and go away now. Bye.