Authors note: thank u people who reviewed (ahem*Kraken*ahem)
here is the new chapter, I thought Id make it a little
longer this time!

*****I don't own the G-Boys!!! Don't sue me!!*****

WARNINGS: OCC, angsty suspensy nonsense, possible yaoi LATER


*********************Shades of Darkness********************

Heero couldn't believe what this doctor was saying.
He knew Duo got hurt in a lot of missions, but this was worse
than he had thought possible!
"Judging from the scars he has, its amazing he's alive at all.
And you should have brought him in as soon as he got back
from this .....concert." The doctor eyed Heero's muscles suspiciously.
Realizing the doctor thought he had beat him up, Heero freely
dispensed with the Heero Death Glare(tm).
"He didn't tell us he was hurt, baka!" Heero shot back,
gritting his teeth. "May we see him now?" The doctor sneered and
was about to reply, but another look from Heero made him
jump out of his way. Pale and rather flustered, the doctor could
only yell at their backs, "One at a time!!"
While Heero and Wufei shoved him into a convenient cupboard,
Trowa and Quatre took their turns. Storming back, Heero found a
hand placed squarely on his chest. "You'll scare him if you go in
like that. He'll think he did something wrong again. Let me go first."
Seeing the logic in Wufei's argument, he nodded numbly.
/Again? Wufei was right, he was always on Duo for something.
But why did he suddenly feel so concerned for the baka?/
Wufei walked back out of the room, a little pale. "Heero, maybe you
shouldn't go in right now..." /I don't know why Heero is acting like
this, but he shouldn't see Duo like...that/
Wufei's thoughts were interrupted by Heero shoving him against
the wall as he walked past. Heero was trying desperately to keep
from exploding, and Wufei's concern, while touching, wasn't helping.
/But how many times HAVE I hurt Duo? He was always shoving
him around, twisting his wrist to get him to shut up...
Why had he acted like that?/
Realizing he had shut his eyes, Heero opened them,
and promptly felt like he had been ripped in two. Duo was lying
shirtless on the stark white hospital bed, and his body was
laced with scars, running in jagged lies over his chest and arms.
A bandage on his side hid a wound, but a dark purple bruise
spread halfway over his flat stomach. Turning, Heero locked the door
before moving to sit at Duo's bedside.

*****
Duo was dreaming, but the only way he knew was that he had been
having the same dream almost every night since the war. He was
running through hallways; Heero was chasing him. Both were laughing,
and when Duo veered into a bedroom, Heero tackled him on the bed.
Straddling to keep him from escaping, Heero looked down at him
imperiously before kissing him square on the lips.
It was only a peck, really, but Duo felt such a surge of love that he
often cried in his sleep. Letting him sit up, Heero undid his
braid and slowly combed it with his fingers, letting it slide
through his hands like silk. The dream always seemed to end the
same way, with Duo falling asleep in his lovers arms.
As Duo felt the warmth of the dream exchanged for the pain of
reality, he slowly opened his eyes. Beside him, holding his hand,
was Heero, looking more concerned than he thought the
Perfect Soldier was capable of. "You were crying in your sleep."
Heero whispered, sounding scared. Tentatively, he reached over
and gently wiped the tears off Duo's cheek. After only a second of
contact, Heero pulled back, the tips of his ears reddening.
/Heero? blushing?/ Duo smiled as Heero looked up,
his eyes filled with uncertainty, But the look vanished as a
ripple of pain passed over Duo's face. /please don't let him be hurt!/
Heero thought desperately. He didn't understand why he was so
concerned about the braided baka, but it was the strongest
emotion he had felt in a long time. Duo's beautiful eyes
filled with tears and his face got pale as his stomach
muscles tightened convulsively. Blood oozed slowly through
the white bandage on his side, staining it red. Running to
the door, he whipped it open only to find the doctor and a
covey of nurses gathered outside. The doctor glared, screaming,
"IDIOT!! He needs pain medication every hour!"
as the group rushed into the room, surrounding Duo with
the bustling coldness of hospital efficiency,
arranging pillows, re-applying bandages, and injecting medication.
As the cold steel needle entered Duo's arm, Heero noticed the look
of sheer terror in Duo's eyes. After a few more seconds of
watching the fear escalate into his whole body, he finally
yelled "OUT!!" Glancing alarmedly at Heero, the whole group
made a mass exit. Rushing back to him, Heero grabbed Duo's hand
and frantically asked what was wrong. Duo's eyes, still wide
and scared, slowly closed. "It reminded me...of another time."
"What happened Duo? Please tell me..."
Looking deep into Heero's prussian blue eyes before
slowly answering, never breaking eye contact, "They tortured me,
Heero. Men like that made these..." His eyes trailed down to his
scars before snapping back to Heero, realizing who he was;
not his lover, but his friend. Duo vainly tried to pull up the sheet,
but it was too much. Heero sat rigid beside him, a
look of shock trailing across his face. "You never told us..."
Sighing and dropping the sheet, Duo looked straight into Heero's eyes.
As he stared into those violet balls of light,
Heero felt like dying. Shame and fear, the looks of a beaten puppy,
filled Duo's eyes. Looking away, Duo slumped and asked,
"What happened..." /between us?/ Thrown off by the question,
Heero lamely stumbled through an answer: "The doctor said you went
into a seizure from head trauma and severe emotional stress..."
Duo nodded, then winced at the pain. /He knows that's not what
I meant/ ..."Take me home, Heero."

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