SVX: Well I'm back, ha you thought you were rid of me

SVX: Well I'm back, ha you thought you were rid of me! Anyway I was having some Writer's block on my other stories so I decided to work it out with this. Enjoy!

A List of Names

Cheerful, happy-go-lucky, baka, any other number of names can be referenced towards me. Well the me I let people see anyway. Heh what I wouldn't give to be able to silk for one day, but no if I had one bad a day and decided to brood the world would end. Everything that people thought to be right would to a 180 and become wrong, all because Duo Maxwell didn't smile. Well that's how it used to be; now everyone knows what I am. I remember one day I woke up after one of my usual nightmares. It was still early and even the perfect soldier was still asleep. I remember I was shaking, my body was so cold but I was sweating. I remember the need, I thought I had gotten over that craving, but it was back and that's all that mattered. I snuck out, I snuck out under Heero's nose, didn't even stir once. I was lucky, that week we were in New York City; it was so easy to get it. Normally I would have melted it and used a syringe but I didn't have the time. It stung slightly but it always does at first, then your sense mold into this giant feeling. You can't tell if everything is clearer or you're numb to the world, but you do know that it's better. I can't remember much after that all I know, is I made it back to my room just in time to see each and every pilot in my room. How was I supposed to know that the prick that sold me the stuff didn't purify it like it should have been? I didn't even realize I had blood dripping from my nose as I entered through the window. I didn't notice when I collapsed to the floor. I didn't even notice when the convulsions started. I felt numb, everything was light and I felt like I weighed no more than a goose feather. When I woke up I couldn't see, everything was black but I could here their voices. They were talking about me, my name was mentioned frequently. Another voice I couldn't recognize spoke, as the others remained quiet. 'Addict' did that SOB just call me an 'addict' I can stop anytime I want to. Of course that's what I said in Paris, and then in Brazil, and then in Berlin, and then in Atlanta, oh God…

Now here I am sitting in this nice spotless room paid for thanx to my 'dear' friend Quatre. Remember how I said people made a list of names to describe me, cheerful, happy-go-lucky, baka, I want to add one…Heroine addict.

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Duo Maxwell curled up on his small bed in the rehabilitation wing, a loose ponytail where his braid should be. Tired and cold he closed his eyes hoping the shaking would stop and let him sleep.

~Owari~

SVX: Well didn't mean to depress you all but it just popped into my head and wouldn't go away. Please R&R!