Disclaimers: Same as the first time-I don't own the characters or the show, but hey I love playing with them! Anywho's I'm onto the third part and I hope you like it.
And now onto the story…
Kimitsu
Tami Icefall
Covering his eyes Duo twists away from the faces of his
friends. "Duo, tell us what's wrong,"
they plead.
"No, you wouldn't understand!" he screams trying to get
away from them.
"Yes we would, just trust us."
"No, you don't understand
me!!!" he screams.
Waking with a start he blinks in the morning sunshine. What a nightmare, I hope it doesn't come to that with them. I don't think I could stand it if it did. Pulling the blankets up to his chin he shivers in horror. Sighing he rubs his eyes as he yawns.
"Duo, are you up yet?" a calm voice questions from within the hallway.
"Hai, I'm up Heero," he replies detangling himself from the mess of blankets and hair. Tumbling to the floor with a thump he grins cheerfully. Well, I'm still as klutzy as always, nightmares or no nightmares. Climbing to his feet he laughs as he trips over the pile of dirty clothes.
Poking his head into the room Heero shakes his head in amusement. "Duo, you okay?" Nodding wildly he tumbles over to the door. Raising an eyebrow Heero questions, "Are you sure? Do I need to go find a straight jacket for you?"
Wrapping his arms firmly around Heero's waist he replies, "Well, if you think I need a straight jacket, by all means go find one." Sticking his tongue out at Heero's frown he pulls the serious one into his room. Cheerfully he adds, "I've always wanted one of those!"
Stifling a laugh Heero traces a finger over Duo's bare shoulders. Eyes' sliding half shut Duo giggles softly. Pausing Heero gives him a questioning glace as he continues to giggle. Shaking his head the soldier allows a small grin to crawl up his lips. Tilting Duo's head up Heero leans forward and successfully manages to capture his mouth beneath his own.
Squirming Duo clasps his hands together below Heero's shoulder blades. Licking at Heero's upper lip Duo slips his tongue past the parted mouth and into the cavern beyond. Meeting him Heero parries against the invasion only to loose as he stifles a gasp when Duo's fingers sneak up under his shirt.
Walking up to Heero's broad chest he ignores the muffled words beneath his lips. Toying with his already hardened nipples Duo smirks as he draws away from Heero's mouth. Giggling sardonically the priest snuggles against the body in his grasp.
Jerking to attention as someone knocks on the door Duo lips quirk into a pout. "Hai?" he questions tickling Heero's ribs. Fidgeting in his grasp the soldier tries to move out of the grip around him.
"Duo, are you going to come down for breakfast or should I tell the others to eat it all?" Quatre asks.
Releasing Heero he tumbles out into the hallway, startling the Arabian. Grinning at his astonished face he turns and grabs Heero's wrist as he walks calmly out of the room. Dragging the two of them down the stairs Duo laughs cheerfully.
Snuggling up in his nest of blankets and pillows Duo shivers as the nightmares from morning float back up to haunt him. Well, Duo my man, you need your sleep so I propose you brave the nightmares and try to get some sleep. Nodding at his self proclaimed advice he closes his eyes and prays that he'll sleep peacefully
Curled up beneath the bridge the thin boy runs a hand through his now waist length chestnut brown hair. Purple orbs glow in the passing light of a soldier on patrol in the darkness of the night. Pulling a gun out of the folds of his robe the boy stands. Aiming the gun at the passing figure he holds it there until the light is no longer visible.
"I swear I'll live to avenge you, all of you," he hisses as he glares into the streets. Straightening the black robe around himself he stalks out into the moonlight as he tugs the hood over his head. Falling into the crowd of evils he causes no more than a silent question as he glides easily through the crush, a silent ghost of death. Catching sight of his prey he narrows his eyes and follows.
Captain of the Alliance Murdered; the next morning's paper reads.
Waking with a scream Duo wipes the sweat off of his forehead. Tightening the blankets around him he stares blankly at the ceiling. Swallowing he resolves not to sleep anymore tonight and pulls an old manga out from under the bed. Flipping the light on he begins to read.
Plucking the daisy off of its
stem Duo twirls it between his fingers aimlessly as he walks through the
garden. Well, I didn't get any sleep
last night, my mind is spinning, and they all think I'm fine. Sighing he almost turns back to the
mansion. I did promise I'd tell
Heero what scared me, but-
"Good morn' young Maxwell," one of the many new guards greets as he spots the braided boy.
Nodding his hello to the man he
wanders deeper into the garden indulging in his thoughts. Quatre hired these new guards for
me. He's worried about me, yet he just
brushes it off as though he'd been meaning to hire more but had just gotten to
it.
Watching him go Heero sighs and turns back to the mansion. No way I can reach him now, he's off in whatever world revolves in that head of his. Chuckling he shakes his head at his thoughts and resolves to go after Duo a bit later.
Looking up from his laptop he grumbles as he notices the growing darkness. Where is he? Turning to Quatre he asks, "Quatre, you seen Duo lately?"
Shaking his head the Arabian replies, "Not since he wandered out at noon."
Nodding
his thanks the Japanese youth mutters, "Bet he fell asleep under the
roses." Stalking outside he walks
calmly towards the center of the garden. Silly Duo, he should know not to wander around if he's tired. Always falling asleep in the most obscure
places.
Sighing as he turns a corner and finds Duo curled up beneath the roses he grins. He looks so cute when he's asleep I hate to wake him. Walking over to his side Heero kneels by his side and places a hand on Duo's shoulder.
Jerking awake Duo scream, "They won't understand!" Drawing a deep breath he stares into confused Persian blue eyes resting mere inches from his own eyes.
"Ne Duo, who won't understand?" Heero questions gently.
Opening his mouth to reply Duo shudders in terror. The memories! Why won't they leave me alone?! Why can't I understand them?! Screaming in horror he shoves Heero away from him. Scrambling to his feet the violet-eyed boy runs deeper into the growing darkness as though the Devil himself were chasing him.
Hands on his knees Heero murmurs, "What are you so scared of Duo?"
Wandering, dejectedly, into the main room Heero raises a hand to cover his eyes as he discovers the others gathered in the room. If only I knew what was hurting him I could try to help him, but I can't read his mind and he won't tell me so why do I feel as though I'm to blame for his terror?
Glancing up from his book Quatre
asks, "Any luck finding him Heero?" Why
does he cover his eyes so that we cannot see them? Is he afraid of revealing something to us that we don't
know? Does he feel sorrow for others
just as we do?
Nodding Heero scrubs his eyes with
his fists. I cannot cry, I will not
cry. "He woke up and screamed. Then he ran off as though the Devil was
after him or something," he mumbles into his arms. I have to find him and make sure that he's safe.
Standing Quatre tugs Trowa to his
feet. If I don't call the others
together Heero's going to do something foolish. That look in his eyes isn't one of cool control it's one of
fear. "We have to find him. With Hilde on this late spree he isn't safe
after dark." Especially alone.
Stumbling through the thick thorns the usually cold pilot scrubs at the silent tears that slip down his cheeks unnoticed. Why do I feel as though I'm failing him? It's not my fault! Using the best possible vision he can possibly use through a cover of tears Heero grunts as he kicks a pair of scissors.
What the heck? Bending to pick them up he chocks out a sob as a pile of sun-kissed chestnut brown hair greets his fingers. His hair!? Coming up behind him the gentle blond shines the light of his flashlight at Heero's feet.
Light clattering to the grassy floor Quatre staggers backwards with a scream of shock. Who would-could do such a thing!? Arms wrapping around his blond angel Trowa gazes after the fleeting figure dressed in black and green with a flicker of understanding in his emerald eyes.
"His hair-his glorious hair-it's been cut off," Quatre mumbles in horror. Trembling he stares at the pile of silk that was Duo's pride and joy. Oh God! It had been Duo's most prized feature since he was-well Quatre had no idea how long, but he knew that Duo's hair had meant the world to him.
If she's hurt him, I swear with all my cursed cold heartedness, I will kill her! Pounding through the darkness with renewed energy Heero urges the fury on. Yes, rise; teach me how to kill her. Screaming with rage he stumbles into a clearing.
Shock in her eyes Hilde scurries to her feet. Cursing the darkness she runs to the wall. "Heero Yuy, you're too late! He's mine and he will be for all eternity!" Throwing herself over the wall she escapes. Hurling a threat after her Heero hurries to his friend's side.
Oh God, what has she done to you Duo? Shivering in the cold night the so-called god of death struggles to cover himself in embarrassment. What has that demon done to you? Lifting Duo gently to a sitting position Heero strips off his over-sized tank and helps Duo pull it over his shaking body.
Pulling the no longer braided pilot into his arms Heero murmurs, "I'm sorry, so, so, sorry Duo-sama. So sorry my precious one, so deeply sorry." Brushing Duo's chin length chestnut brown hair out of his eyes Heero bursts into tears.
Shivering Duo pries an eye open slowly, not really trusting the feeling of water on his body. Heero?! Heero's crying, for me? "Heero," he croaks softly. Struggling to free himself from the grip around him he mumbles, "Heero, please talk to me."
Turning tear-stained eyes to him Heero murmurs, "I'm so sorry I failed you Duo-sama."
"Failed me? No, Heero you haven't failed me," Duo
replies. Tugging his hands free of
Heero's grip he pulls the tear-stricken boy's mouth down to his. No Heero you never could fail me. It was my fault that this happened and I'm
sorry I deluded you my-
Breaking the kiss Heero murmurs, "Aishiteru, Duo."
Eyes sparkling Duo echoes him
before pulling his lips back to his. I'm
sorry love, but I can't trust you or the others anymore. Not until I've recovered my will to live as
Duo Maxwell. And for that to happen I
must carry out the same way I did in the past. Forgive me.
Duo: (sniff, sniff) Pass me the tissues Heero.
Heero: That was- (struggles for words) –sad.
Tami: (bawling her eyes out)
Duo: (blows nose) Thanks Heero-san. Tami, aren't you going to shoo us away?
Tami: Not now, I need to recover my cheerfulness before I can write the comments.
Duo: (shrugs and burst back into tears) Waa!
Heero: (scrubs his eyes) Come on Duo, stop crying, please?
Duo: (sniffs) Okay, but- (sniffles) –I'm so glad I have you. (throws his arms around Heero)
Tami: (scrubs her eyes) Okay boys, I'll be back later to continue the cry fest.
Well, there you have it the third part and well, waa!
(sniffs) C&C welcome. Flames to be- (sob) –devoured.
Tami: (runs to Duo and buries her face in his shoulder) Waa!
Duo: (pats her on the back and cries) Waa!
Heero: (sniffs) Why'd you have to write that anywise?
Tami: I don't know! Waa!
Heero: (walks over to the two sobbing ones) Tami, make some room for me.
Tami: Ne?
Heero: (almost unheard, almost) I need a shoulder to cry on too.
Tami: (nods)
Duo, Heero, and Tami: Wwwwaaaaaa!