Christmas Blessings
by Duo's Chick
and
Star Kindler
Chapter Two
Disclaimer: We don't own GW, never have and never will.
Warnings: Shounen ai, angst, OOC…
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Heero gaped at the open door and Duo's retreating body. He didn't realize that his words would have such an affect on the braided boy. He hadn't meant what he said; he was just in a bad mood. Well, more so than usual, anyway. He felt rather ashamed he had hurt Duo so badly. He wandered to the couch and sank down next to the box of Christmas decorations. With a downhearted sigh, Heero reached in the box and pulled out an ornament. It was simple – nothing more than golden sphere made out of glass. But he knew it would accent the evergreen tree in the corner just beautifully.
Heero sat the ornament gently down back in the box. Duo was really getting to him; typically he wouldn't have regretted saying the things he did, but he felt just horrible. The look he saw in Duo's eyes had ripped him up inside. Duo confused him beyond belief …he gave him feelings Heero had never felt before. He didn't really know how to react to the longhaired boy.
With a sharp sigh, Heero glanced at the open doorway where Duo had run out just minutes before. 'What am I doing? Why aren't I going after him?' Heero questioned himself as he stared at the cold entranceway. Light snowflakes drifted onto the hardwood floor as Heero stood, grabbed his car keys and ran to the door.
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As Heero started his car in an attempt to retrieve Duo, the longhaired boy was making his way farther and farther from the safehouse. His entire body ached with each jogging step. He was so cold, but it didn't matter. His mind was set on the horrible things Heero had said to him.
"…Sometimes you're more of an idiot than I think you are."
Duo lost focus of his surroundings as tears filled his eyes. Heero thought he was an idiot? Every waking moment Duo tried to make clear his true feelings for the stoic pilot. But maybe that was the problem; maybe Heero was just too unfeeling…
Duo wanted to see Heero's heart. He just knew that underneath that cold layer of ice was a warm flame just trying to burn it's way through.
A light sob escaped his throat. All he was trying to do was spread a little Christmas cheer, but apparently Heero would have no part of it. Duo loved Christmas; it brought back the few good memories he had from his childhood. Why was Heero trying to ruin that for him? Duo continued to run. He had no idea where he was going; he just had to get away – far, far away. He didn't want to look the stoic pilot in the eyes again. It brought too much unbearable pain. He cared for Heero…or maybe he truly loved Heero. Yes, he loved Heero and what he wouldn't give to have the Japanese pilot love him back. But, Duo concluded, that was probably impossible. Heero didn't seem to know what love was let alone show it to anyone or anything.
Duo felt his chest tightening, but he continued to let his feet take him away. The pain, he figured, was probably from the horrible things Heero had said to him. Those words he knew he would never be able to forget as long as he lived. But as he advanced, the pain became more real and soon, he could no longer move. With a gasp, he gripped his chest, just above his heart. The white, snow covered world spun around him as his knees buckled. Pain coursed throughout the whole of his body – so unbearable he thought for sure that he'd lose consciousness. But he didn't; instead, he fell into the cold snow. The ground continued to spin as he tried to pick himself up, but he just couldn't. It seemed his mind would only focus on that one area of pain, forbidding him to move any part of his body. With a sob, he gave up and just lay on the cold winter ground allowing it to numb the intense pressure and pain building in his tight chest.
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Heero continued down the slick snow covered road, looking all over for his longhaired friend. There weren't many people out – the biting cold just too insufferable for most. Now, as Heero carefully drove his car along, he felt even guiltier than before. His words had such a bad effect on Duo that he ran away…Heero almost wished he wasn't so insensitive to the longhaired boy's feelings. Deep inside his heart, he felt he had to protect Duo. He couldn't possibly describe his true feelings for Duo; for they were unlike any other he had felt before.
Then, just as Heero was losing himself in his thoughts, from the side of the road he could see a dark figure lying in the snow. And from that figure came a long, chestnut brown braid. Heero was filled with horror as he brought his car to a stop and jumped out. He made his way quickly to Duo's almost motionless body and kneeled in the snow next him. Duo's body was face down, but Heero could hear harsh breaths from the other boy's lips as he turned him around and pulled him onto his lap.
"Duo?" He asked harshly. "Are you all right? What happened?" Duo's eyes slid open and he gazed up at Heero.
"Heero…" he whispered and clenched his teeth in pain. "I-I don't k-know…my chest hurts…" It was more that obvious to Heero that Duo was in total pain, so wasting no time he gathered Duo in his arms carried him to the car. After depositing him in the front seat, Heero made his way to the other side and started the car. But not before taking one final look at Duo. The boy was pressed against the back of the seat…his eyes squeezed tightly shut.
Heero was scared – truly, truly scared. Duo seemed to be in immense pain, and he knew what he had to do. "It'll be okay, Duo. We're going to the hospital." He whispered gently.
Heero tried to drive at a resemble speed through the slick roads, but it was tough when Duo was moaning painfully in the seat next to his. But in little time, the two had reached the large hospital building and Heero carried Duo easily to the emergency ward.
Seeing the boy, the doctor took him in immediately, and Heero was left in the waiting room. If he knew how to, Heero would have cried. He felt anger toward himself for being so cold…he wished he could make it up to Duo.
The wait seemed eternal. Heero sat almost frozen in the waiting room chair, completely oblivious to the people around him. Children laughed in a corner play area; adults talked idly amongst themselves all around him, but Heero heard none of it. But after an eternity and forever, a doctor approached Heero.
"Mr. Yuy?" He asked and Heero nodded, finally back in the real world. The doctor sat down in an empty seat next to him.
"Is Duo going to be all right?" Heero asked immediately gazing with anxious eyes at the doctor.
The man next to him kept an almost unemotional face. "Yes and no. He's alive, but unfortunately, I have some bad news."
Heero's face faltered. "What? What's the matter?" He asked, almost afraid to hear the answer.
"I'm sorry to inform you that Mr. Maxwell has a rather rare heart condition. It can be very critical."
Heero's mouth fell open and he turned away from the doctor finding the news all too painful.
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