Vengeful Lovers
by Duo's Chick
and
Star Kindler
Chapter Six
Disclaimer: We do not own GW, never have and never will
Warnings: Yaoi, extreme angst, and OOC
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Heero glanced at the clock nervously. It was 8:00 p.m., and Heero hadn't seen Duo since he last left to go pick up their food. Heero was beside himself with worry.
His anxiety first began to arise when two hours elapsed from when Duo had left. Heero had become frantic and went out searching, trying to find his koi. After a few hours of hopeless searching, he trudged back to the safehouse, a downcast look on his face. He had returned home and plopped down on the couch, tears falling down his face, until eventually he cried himself to sleep.
He stirred an hour later, hoping he would see Duo sitting across from him, that big trademark grin spread across his face. Heero sighed in defeat when his koibito was nowhere in sight.
Now, Heero sat silently in the dark room, a concerned look on his young Japanese face. "Oh, Duo, where are you?" Heero whimpered silently. His gaze averted to his lap, and he stared down at the floor, different thoughts racing through his mind. What if Duo had been very badly hurt, or maybe even... Heero shook his head. He couldn't give up on his lover just yet. He knew Duo wouldn't give up on him.
Heero's train of thought was shattered as he heard the front door open and close. He jerked his head up, hoping to see his Duo enter the room. He sighed deeply and in disappointment as he saw Quatre and Trowa saunter into the living room, arms wrapped around each other, huge smiles on both of their faces. However, those smiles disappeared as they saw Heero on the couch, eyes red and puffy from crying. Quatre sensed something was wrong, and he rushed to Heero's side, sitting down next to him and wrapping his arm around Heero's shoulders in an offer of comfort. "What happened, Heero?" Then something dawned on the blonde Arabian. "Where's Duo? Did you two have a fight?" he asked, concerned.
Heero shook his head and started to cry again, each sob racking his slender form violently. Quatre pulled Heero closer to him, cradling the Japanese pilot's head against his chest, stroking his short brown hair in a soothing manner. Quatre glanced at Trowa, who just shrugged. Neither of the two knew what was going on.
"Heero, please tell me what's wrong," Quatre urged. Heero pulled away from Quatre and nodded, wiping his tears away with the back of his hand. Heero took a few deep, shuddering breaths, then told Quatre the news.
"Duo's been missing for over eight hours now. He went to go get some take-out that we ordered, and I haven't seen him since. I don't know what's happened to him, or if he's even okay," Heero said quietly.
Heero was interrupted by the loud beeping of his laptop. He leapt up from the couch and raced over to it. He saw the word 'mission' flash across the screen and frantically opened the message. His eyes widened in shock and desperation as he read the words on the screen:
Heero-
Wufei is holding me in the abandoned warehouse just at the end of town. He has me locked in the office and is planning to kill me. Please hurry!
-Duo
"Kuso!" Heero cursed, slamming his fist hard on top of the table. He spun around and faced Quatre and Trowa. "We have to get to the abandoned warehouse, and we have to get there fast!" Heero shouted.
Quatre, more confused than ever, asked, "Why, Heero?"
"Wufei has Duo there and is planning to kill him! Hurry! We don't have much time!" Heero explained.
The three Gundam pilots rushed out the door, hoping and praying they weren't too late.
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Duo gulped as Wufei reached him and punched him across the face. The force of the blow jerked Duo's head to the side, and he spat out blood. He then turned his head to look at Wufei, who was smiling evilly, a wicked twinkle gleaming in his eyes.
"Maxwell, my dear boy, you will sincerely wish you hadn't done that," Wufei said. He lifted his hand to meet Duo's cheek, and he stroked it gently. "It's such a shame, though. You were so beautiful."
Duo couldn't take it anymore. "Go to Hell, mother fucker!" he yelled, biting down hard on Wufei's hand. Wufei screamed in agony and drew it away from Duo's teeth, rubbing it tenderly. He became enraged.
"That's it, Maxwell! Say good-bye! Too bad your lover Heero didn't reach you in time!" Wufei bellowed, removing his gun. He pulled the trigger, hitting Duo in the chest. The force of the impact sent Duo flying across the room, where he hit the wall and slumped to the floor.
Two seconds later, Duo heard the door being busted open, and through blurry vision, he saw Heero enter the room. Duo clutched his chest in pain and felt his blood cover his hand. He then realized that Heero was two seconds too late.
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"Faster, Trowa! Please!" Heero begged as Trowa sped along the busy city streets. Heero had a really bad feeling about this. He sure hoped Wufei hadn't done anything to Duo yet. 'Please, Duo, be all right,' Heero pleaded to himself.
"There it is!" Quatre shouted as he spotted the warehouse where Duo was being held captive. Heero, not waiting for Trowa to make a complete stop, leapt out of the car and ran towards the entrance of the old, decrepid building. As Heero raced up the stairs, he heard a gunshot ring out throughout the building. "Shimatta!" Heero yelled as he reached the office door and broke it down. He stared in shock at the scene before him, then shook his head as tears stung his eyes.
Duo was slumped up against the wall, a blood-covered hand clutching his chest, whimpering in pain. Heero then glanced at Wufei, who had a satisfied, victory-ridden smile on his face, still holding a smoking pistol in his hand. He started laughing wickedly, seemingly proud of his recent accomplishment.
Wufei, who had heard the noise Heero made when he entered, turned to face him. "Looks like you're two seconds too late, Yuy. Your bitch is a goner," Wufei stated, still laughing.
Heero withdrew his gun and took aim at Wufei, firing. "Omae o korosu, scumbag," Heero said angrily as the bullet pierced Wufei's heart, and he crumpled to the floor.
As he lay dying, Wufei decided that he might as well make his exit with a flourish. "Well, it doesn't really matter that I am dying now. I swore I wouldn't die until I saw the day when your heart would shatter, never to be repaired...and now, that day has arrived." With that, Wufei inhaled his last breath, and his head dropped to the floor. His body never moved again.
Heero walked over to Wufei's prone form and kicked him in the ribs. "Burn in Hell, you bastard," Heero said as he hovered over Wufei.
Heero then rushed over to Duo's side. He sat on the floor next to his slowly dying lover and pulled him into his arms. Duo, still conscious enough to feel Heero's tears fall upon him, whispered, "I love you, Heero. Hey...don't cry. We'll be together again someday...live a good life, Heero. I'll be watching over you, patiently awaiting that very day when we will be united again...body and soul, never to be broken apart again."
The room grew silent.
Heero checked for any signs of life, of which there were none. He sighed and rested his head against the top of Duo's, inhaling his sweet vanilla scent one last time. "Ai shiteru forever, Duo," Heero told him. He then vowed that he would continue living his life the way Duo would've wanted him to, knowing that each day he lived would bring him closer to the day he and Duo would be united again in Heaven, and to be so for all eternity.
~~End of Chapter Six~~
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