Legal disclaimer: I don't own any of the Gundam Wing Characters...I wish I did...
Author's note: Please read and review! I want all the feedback I can get so I can improve my stories...I really hope you like them...I'd also like to thank all my reviewers! Thank you very much SilverShinigami! I'm glad you were able to take the time to read and review my fic again! ^-^. Anyway, I hope you people out there enjoy this chapter...
Pairings: 1x2 I guess, but no lemon... I hope you don't stop here cause of that... Hope you enjoy!
Heartfelt Secrets
By GW Dark Chyld
Chapter Ten
Quatre was helping with cleaning the ballroom the next morning when he felt a wave of dizziness and depression. He fell to one knee, dazed, trying to regain his bearings. The assault of emotions was almost more then he could bear. It felt as though every happy thought was drained from him, and he clenched his eyes close, gasping with labored breath. He lost himself in a dark void, but through the darkness came a light that pierced through the shadows.
He opened his eyes and found himself staring at emerald green ones that peered at him from beneath long bangs. Trowa had one arm on Quatre's shoulder, and his eyes were full of concern.
"Are you okay, Quatre?"
The blond boy gulped and finally managed to wrestle down the renegade emotions. "Yes...but something's wrong.... Something is very wrong...." He closed his eyes and focused, trying to figure out what was wrong with him, where these dark feelings came from. "Duo...something's wrong with Duo!"
Trowa helped him to his feet and wrapped an arm around the boy's waist, draping Quatre's arm over his shoulder to help him walk. Together, they headed towards Duo's room. As they approached, the feelings of despair and depression increased to a sickening degree, but Quatre was able to force it down. At the door, he slipped from Trowa's arms and opened the door, resting upon the doorframe.
It was dark inside, except for the sliver of light the came in through the curtains over the window. Duo was in bed, but one look at the girl told them that something was very wrong. She was curled up in a ball, shivering, bed covers thrown all around. She was breathing raggedly, like she couldn't get a proper breath.
Quatre stumbled forward then turned to look at Trowa. "Get Sally! She's the closest we have to a doctor in the house!"
A flicker of concern crossed the other boy's eyes, but he left silently and swiftly. Quatre fell onto the bed beside Duo, and slowly raised his hand. He needed to find out what was wrong with her, and this was the only way he knew how to. She gently rested her hand on the shivering girl's forehead.
He gasped as the full force of what Duo was feeling hit him like a sledgehammer. He felt despair at having something in reach, but afraid to go for it, to take it. He felt desperation, as in wanting something so much that he'd be willing to do anything for it. He felt depression; as if the person he loved most didn't share the same feelings. His mind swirled and he thought of someone, his secret love, but Duo's emotion pulled through. Heero. She wanted to be with Heero, wanted to reveal herself to him, wanted to hold him, to love him. But he was out of reach, beyond her. She didn't think that he loved her.
Quatre recoiled and fell off the bed with a thump. In a moment Trowa had returned, Sally beside him. Sally took one look at the girl and rushed over. She was still in her nightclothes, but she clutched a bag in one hand. "Trowa! Take Quatre to his room! There's nothing he can do now!"
Trowa nodded and kneeled, then scooped the trembling blond into his strong arms, then turned and left. Sally sat beside Duo and rested her hand where Quatre's had been, on the girl's forehead. She was burning with fever. She watched as Duo struggled for breath, as if she was restricted, as if something was tightened around her chest. She went to lift her shirt when a voice behind her made her jump.
"What are you doing?"
Sally spun and found Heero behind her, staring at her with his intense eyes. He was dressed in his normal green tank top and wore a pair of blue jeans.
"Heero...something's wrong with Duo. He seems like he caught something during the night. He has a fever, and is breathing hard. I have to remove his shirt and find out what's wrong. Now, you can stay and help, or you can leave us be!"
Heero didn't flinch at her sharp retort but didn't move either. Convinced that he was going to help, Sally turned back to Duo and lifted her shirt. She was surprised to see a bandage wrapped tightly around his body. Sally frowned. "So this is what must be cutting off his air..."
Heero stiffened as Sally began to unwrap Duo's body. She murmured quietly in her sleep, but seemed unaware of what was happening. This was the moment Heero had waited for; this would be the proof he needed. Then...then he would decide what to do.
Finally Sally finished unwrapping Duo and gasped softly in surprise. Heero blinked. Before them, on Duo's naked upper body, were two perfectly formed, young breasts. Heero had his answer. Sally pulled the nightshirt back down and glanced at Duo's face. The girl was breathing easier. Sally then shifted her gaze to Heero.
"...Heero...perhaps you should leave...."
He nodded once, satisfied with his answer and left them in peace. But as he walked down the hall and down the stairs, he wondered to himself. This was Duo, his closest friend, and now he knew that he was a girl. It altered his perspective on the violet-eyed youth, but not by much. His face hardened as he grabbed his jacket and walked out the door. His mind was made up. And he couldn't do anything until Duo woke up.
Author's note: Please read and review! I want all the feedback I can get so I can improve my stories...I really hope you like them...I'd also like to thank all my reviewers! Thank you very much SilverShinigami! I'm glad you were able to take the time to read and review my fic again! ^-^. Anyway, I hope you people out there enjoy this chapter...
Pairings: 1x2 I guess, but no lemon... I hope you don't stop here cause of that... Hope you enjoy!
Heartfelt Secrets
By GW Dark Chyld
Chapter Ten
Quatre was helping with cleaning the ballroom the next morning when he felt a wave of dizziness and depression. He fell to one knee, dazed, trying to regain his bearings. The assault of emotions was almost more then he could bear. It felt as though every happy thought was drained from him, and he clenched his eyes close, gasping with labored breath. He lost himself in a dark void, but through the darkness came a light that pierced through the shadows.
He opened his eyes and found himself staring at emerald green ones that peered at him from beneath long bangs. Trowa had one arm on Quatre's shoulder, and his eyes were full of concern.
"Are you okay, Quatre?"
The blond boy gulped and finally managed to wrestle down the renegade emotions. "Yes...but something's wrong.... Something is very wrong...." He closed his eyes and focused, trying to figure out what was wrong with him, where these dark feelings came from. "Duo...something's wrong with Duo!"
Trowa helped him to his feet and wrapped an arm around the boy's waist, draping Quatre's arm over his shoulder to help him walk. Together, they headed towards Duo's room. As they approached, the feelings of despair and depression increased to a sickening degree, but Quatre was able to force it down. At the door, he slipped from Trowa's arms and opened the door, resting upon the doorframe.
It was dark inside, except for the sliver of light the came in through the curtains over the window. Duo was in bed, but one look at the girl told them that something was very wrong. She was curled up in a ball, shivering, bed covers thrown all around. She was breathing raggedly, like she couldn't get a proper breath.
Quatre stumbled forward then turned to look at Trowa. "Get Sally! She's the closest we have to a doctor in the house!"
A flicker of concern crossed the other boy's eyes, but he left silently and swiftly. Quatre fell onto the bed beside Duo, and slowly raised his hand. He needed to find out what was wrong with her, and this was the only way he knew how to. She gently rested her hand on the shivering girl's forehead.
He gasped as the full force of what Duo was feeling hit him like a sledgehammer. He felt despair at having something in reach, but afraid to go for it, to take it. He felt desperation, as in wanting something so much that he'd be willing to do anything for it. He felt depression; as if the person he loved most didn't share the same feelings. His mind swirled and he thought of someone, his secret love, but Duo's emotion pulled through. Heero. She wanted to be with Heero, wanted to reveal herself to him, wanted to hold him, to love him. But he was out of reach, beyond her. She didn't think that he loved her.
Quatre recoiled and fell off the bed with a thump. In a moment Trowa had returned, Sally beside him. Sally took one look at the girl and rushed over. She was still in her nightclothes, but she clutched a bag in one hand. "Trowa! Take Quatre to his room! There's nothing he can do now!"
Trowa nodded and kneeled, then scooped the trembling blond into his strong arms, then turned and left. Sally sat beside Duo and rested her hand where Quatre's had been, on the girl's forehead. She was burning with fever. She watched as Duo struggled for breath, as if she was restricted, as if something was tightened around her chest. She went to lift her shirt when a voice behind her made her jump.
"What are you doing?"
Sally spun and found Heero behind her, staring at her with his intense eyes. He was dressed in his normal green tank top and wore a pair of blue jeans.
"Heero...something's wrong with Duo. He seems like he caught something during the night. He has a fever, and is breathing hard. I have to remove his shirt and find out what's wrong. Now, you can stay and help, or you can leave us be!"
Heero didn't flinch at her sharp retort but didn't move either. Convinced that he was going to help, Sally turned back to Duo and lifted her shirt. She was surprised to see a bandage wrapped tightly around his body. Sally frowned. "So this is what must be cutting off his air..."
Heero stiffened as Sally began to unwrap Duo's body. She murmured quietly in her sleep, but seemed unaware of what was happening. This was the moment Heero had waited for; this would be the proof he needed. Then...then he would decide what to do.
Finally Sally finished unwrapping Duo and gasped softly in surprise. Heero blinked. Before them, on Duo's naked upper body, were two perfectly formed, young breasts. Heero had his answer. Sally pulled the nightshirt back down and glanced at Duo's face. The girl was breathing easier. Sally then shifted her gaze to Heero.
"...Heero...perhaps you should leave...."
He nodded once, satisfied with his answer and left them in peace. But as he walked down the hall and down the stairs, he wondered to himself. This was Duo, his closest friend, and now he knew that he was a girl. It altered his perspective on the violet-eyed youth, but not by much. His face hardened as he grabbed his jacket and walked out the door. His mind was made up. And he couldn't do anything until Duo woke up.
