"The Christmas Wish" Chapter 11
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I do not own Gundam Wing or any of it's wonderful character, they
are owned by some rich guy.
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Heero walked around the mansion his eyes searching every nook and cranny. Soon he found himself outside again, only this time it was at the front of the house. Looking around he didn't see anyone. As he turned around to go back inside something off to the side caught his attention. Turning he looked hard into the darkness only seeing darkness.
Heero stood there a moment trying to make out something, anything. Turning he dismissed it as the wind. Heading back toward the house he knew there was nothing out there for him. After a few steps Heero became knowledgeable of what was out of his view just minutes ago.
Something came crashing down between his shoulder blades sending him to the ground. He was never able to recover from that initial blow as kicks flew into him almost immediately after he fell. Fist befell upon his shoulders, back, and side. The kicks became intense as they flew into his stomach, chest, and face. Once or twice a covered foot actually connected with his face. Heero tried to curl himself up only there seemed to be nothing he could do. The kicks were becoming even more intense and his body hurt and stung after each blow. The attack continued on, the blows more frequent and harder each time, he couldn't stop it. He felt so helpless. Just before unconsciousness consumed him he heard shots ring out.
Duo sat quietly in Quatre's study, with Trowa. He still couldn't believe what he had done. Trowa stood by the large window facing out at the front gate. He could see the entire front yard even the front entryway. Trowa had brought Duo here after he appeared in the ballroom in pieces.
"Duo are you okay?" he asked the boy while staring out the window.
Dou couldn't respond, Heero had asked him the same question. 'Heero had been concerned about him, or was he just' Dou didn't want to think of the alternative, it hurt him deeply. Standing up he approached the window. Looking out across the serene landscape, a small star could be seen falling through the sky. Looking intently at it, Duo watched it crash to earth.
"Wish I may, wish I might. Find the one I am dreaming of tonight. On this shooting star I make a wish. I wish... I wish. I find myself holding Heero in my arms this coming Christmas day," Duo had wished upon that small crashing star.
"Hey Duo! Look over there!" Trowa called to him pointing toward the front of the house. Duo's eyes focused on the area that was pointed out, and then he saw it. Saw someone or something moving just out of the lights reach. Duo stared harder then figures could be made out in the shadows. His eyes began to ache as he tried to see through the dark. Figures began to emerge even cleared as they inched closer to the light. Suddenly they spilled into it. Duo saw three men then his eyes focused on something on the ground. They grew very large; even from this distance he could tell who it was.
"Heero!" he wailed. Trowa turned almost instantly. Duo ran from the room, 'Heero was in trouble. He didn't care whether Heero knew about his feelings anymore his only concern was Heero's safety.' Trowa was not to far behind him. Passing by several doors he hadn't noticed the people standing in the doorway. Just ahead of him he saw Quatre. Pushing past he turned the corner to the main entryway almost slipping. Charging out the door he came to a dead stop, as those three guys from earlier were kicking Heero fiercely. Both Trowa and Quatre appeared behind him. Duo had to stop them, and then he remembered Trowa was caring a gun. In a fluid motion he turned and reached behind Trowa grabbing his gun. Facing Heero's attackers, he pulled the trigger savagely. Six shots rang out through the yard. Heero laid on the ground in a ball surrounded by three bleeding and dead men.
"Heero!" Duo sobbed dropping the gun and running to the crumpled ball. "Heero speak to me. Please! I need you!" Duo's tears fell wetting the boy he clinged to so tightly. Duo could hear Quatre order some people around and the three bodies disappeared. Quatre reached down to help Duo up, but his hand was savagely knocked away. Duo pulled himself up; bending over he gently picked up his fallen beloved. With Heero scooped in his arms, Duo teetered a bit from the weight. Turning to Quatre, "Do you have a place where he can sleep, and I can treat him?"
Quatre could only nod and he put out his hand in the way to go. Duo followed only once did he become unbalanced. As they walked down a long corridor Heero's hand slipped from where it laid on his stomach. Duo tried to put it back by bouncing him a bit. Seeing this Trowa reached out and gently placed the hand where it used to be resting. Duo looked over at him, his eyes thinking the boy. Upon reaching the room Quatre gently opened the door. Duo pushed his way in. Walking over to the bed he deposited the shallow breathing boy. Trowa pulled Quatre out of the room and shut the door leaving them alone. Duo walked over to the adjoining bathroom, filled a bowl with hot water, and grabbed a wash cloth. Walking back over to the bed he gently sat down and looked deeply at the fragile boy lying there. Dipping the cloth in the water, he rung it out. He gently wiped Heero's forehead and cheeks.
"What happened? Why did they do this to you? Please wake up! I have something to tell you. Heero are you listening to me? Heero I love you, I need you!" his tears wetting his cheeks and the bed beneath him.
