Breathe
Disclaimers:
"I want the information on Heero, you are the closet to him, so you must have the information I want. Where is he? How is he able to use the Zeero system safely, for such a long time? I know you have the codes to his databases."
The man paced around the boy tied to the chair, searching for the answers. He had been sitting here for hours; the man kept asking the same questions over and over. He was beginning to get frustrated. "Duo Maxwell, give me his location and his codes!" The man looked right into his eyes, Duo closed his eyes tightly, he wouldn't tell this maniac where Heero was. "I'd rather die." The man smiled. "I can arrange that. Untie him." Two guards proceeded to untie from the chair; his arms remained behind his back. The man hit him hard across the face; his teeth bit his lips, causing them to bleed. He fell to the floor with a cry. The man dragged Duo to his feet and pushed him out of the room towards a fitness suite.
Duo felt a rush of heat as the door was opened; he smelt chlorine in the air. God, no. He thought. The lights flashed on to reveal a deep diving pool. He gasped.
"I hope you can swim!"
Duo was thrown into the pool, then ducked under. He felt a pull on his braid; one of the guards was tying him to the poll ladder under the water by his hair!
The burning in his lungs was unbearable as he thrashed; the pain in his scalp was unnoticed. I am gonna die. Duo closed his eyes and relaxed. Then…nothing but blackness…
Heero watched from the shadows, he waited, and waited. Finally he heard the man say "leave him, we'll get him in the morning and send him to the princess. She will have to tell Heero…" He waited until they had left the room and had turned off the lights.
He dived neatly into the pool and swam under. Duo was on the bottom rung of the pool ladder, eyes shut. He swam up to him and untied his braid from the ladder, as soon as he was free; he pushed Duo to the surface and dragged him out of the pool.
On the side of the pool, Heero saw Duo was quickly turning blue. "Come on, wake up" He whispered, shaking him. It wasn't working. He checked for breathing and a pulse. Nothing. "Duo, come on!" He composed himself. He remembered first-aid-training form when he was at school. He made sure his airway was clear, sealed his mouth over Duo's and breathed deeply into him. He moved off, counted and started to pump his chest "one…two…three...come…on…six…" When he had counted fifteen, he breathed into him again. He repeated the process for what seemed to be at least ten minutes. He was getting tired. "Come…on…Duo…come…on…" he was panting. I can't let him die; I would never forgive myself.
Duo finally gasped.
"Yes, Duo come back, come on!"
Duo opened his eyes, his breathing rapid. "H…eero" he breathed.
Heero cradled the pilot in his arms, he was exhausted, but he was satisfied. He loved Duo; Duo would die for him. Finally, someone he could rely upon…
