Why? : Chapter 6

By: RurouniGirl





Wufei practically fell out of his gundam. Duo jumped down from Deathscythe and knelt next to him.

"You alright Wu-man?"

Wufei nodded and pushed himself up. It was painful, and Duo saw the flash of pain in his eyes. He helped Wufei upstairs to his room.

"Thanks," Wufei said as his sat on the bed.

Duo nodded. "Do you need anything?"

"No. I'm fine."

He nodded again. "Okay. You sure?"

Wufei nodded. "Yes. Now go get some rest."

Duo hesitated then turned and left.

Wufei got up and went into the bathroom. He showered, put on a clean pair of pants and collapsed onto his bed, falling into an exhausted sleep.


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Duo sighed loudly as he walked down the hall toward his room.

"Something wrong?"

He jumped. "Heero, I'm worried about Wufei. He's been crying. And did you see the blood on his pants?"

Heero walked over to Duo and wrapped his arms around him. "Don't worry. When he's ready to talk, he will."

Duo took a deep breath, inhaling Heero's scent. "I know."

He sighed as Heero pulled away and turned to go to his room.

"Hey, Heero."

Heero stopped and turned. "Yeah?"

Duo tried to think of how to ask what he wanted to know, but he couldn't.

"Never mind. It's not important."

Heero eyed him skeptically.

Duo wished him a good night, then turned and walked to his room. As he was settling down a million questions ran through his mind.

'Why had Heero come after him? Why did he sound so worried about him?' He fell asleep trying to figure it out.


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Quatre was up bright and early making breakfast. He looked like he hadn't slept at all, but he still had a cheerful smile on his face. He smiled as Trowa entered the kitchen.

"Smells good," he said, pulling a chair out and sitting down.

He watched as Quatre hurried around the kitchen. The blonde looked like hell. His eyes were blood shot and surrounded by dark circles.

"You look tired."

Quatre looked up, startled. "I didn't get a lot of sleep last night."

Trowa walked over and stood beside him. "What's wrong, Quatre? I'm worried about you."

Quatre sighed. "It's nothing. I was worried about Wufei, that's all."

Trowa eyed him skeptically. "It hasn't been just last night. It's been the past couple days."

Quatre moved past him and started to set the table. "It's nothing. Don't worry about it."

Just then Heero entered, followed by Duo.

"Hey, where's Wu-man?" Duo asked.

"He's still upstairs," Trowa answered.

"Is he okay?" asked Quatre, sounding a little more than worried.

"I don't know," Heero replied.

Just then Duo looked up. "Hey. Look who decided to join us."

The others looked up. Ling was standing in the doorway looking a little shy.

"I hope I'm not interrupting."

Quatre smiled warmly. "Not at all. Come sit down. Breakfast is almost ready."

She smiled and quietly sat down. Quatre set the plates down in front of everyone and sat next to Trowa. They ate in silence.

After breakfast was over, Trowa cleaned the dishes and Quatre showed Ling around, showing her where everything was. When he was finished he went upstairs and sat on his bed. He sighed.

"You all right?" Duo asked, as he walked by.

Quatre nodded. "I'm fine. Just tired."

Duo stopped when he heard the quiver in the smaller boys voice. "What is it, Quatre?"

A tear rolled down Quatre's cheek and landed on his hand. He turned away, not wanting Duo to see him crying. Duo knelt down next to the bed.

"It's all right Quatre. You can tell me. I'm your friend."

Quatre sighed and another tear slipped down his cheek. Duo sat down next to him and wrapped his arms around his slender frame.

"I...I've been having these nightmares."

Duo listened intently. "What are the nightmares about?"

"Trowa." Quatre answered. "There's a huge battle going on all around us. Then he gets wounded. I try to reach him, but I'm too late. Then I'm holding his dead body in my arms." Quatre's cheeks glistened with tears. "I just can't stand the feeling of loss. If I lost him..."

Duo tightened his embrace. "I know," he whispered. "It would be like a part of yourself died."

Quatre sighed and dried the tears from his eyes. He smiled. "Arigatou, Duo."

Duo grinned. "Any time." he said. "You can always come to me."

Quatre smiled at his friend, a genuine smile. Not the half-hearted smile he had given to everyone that morning.

"Thank you."


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Ling was going through some warm up exercises as Duo passed the exercise room. He entered the hangar and stared up at Deathscythe.

"Hey buddy!"

He climbed into the cockpit and started to go over the damage report.

"Hmmm. This is gonna take a little longer than I thought."

He grabbed some tools and set to work. It was a good five or six hours before he left the hangar to look for food.

"Man, I'm starving," he said, as he entered the kitchen. He rummaged through one of the cabinets and found a bag of chips. He sighed loudly as he plopped into a chair.

"Something wrong?"

Duo jumped. "Oh. Hey Heero. I was just thinking."

"About what?"

"Not much."

Heero eyed him skeptically.

"What? Don't look at me like that." Duo shrunk away from the intense gaze of the cobalt blue eyes. "I'm just worried, that's all. Wufei hasn't left his room, Quatre is depressed, Trowa is unhappy because Quatre is." He sighed.

To his surprise he felt tears in his eyes. He hurriedly wiped them away before Heero could see. To his surprise Heero walked over and placed a hand on Duo's shoulder.

"It's all right to cry," he said.

Duo stared up at Heero. "No, it's not all right. I don't want to cry."

Another tear slid down his cheek, and he angrily wiped it away. Heero reached out and gently caught hold of Duo's wrist. Duo dropped his gaze, but Heero grabbed his chin and forced him to meet his gaze. Duo didn't fight it any longer. He let the tears fall, not caring anymore. His shoulders shook with each sob.

Heero stared down at Duo, pain filling his heart. He wrapped his arms around Duo and held him tightly.



To Be Continued...