Author's Notes: So, how are ya doing? Shinigami's Voice here again. I hope
you are waiting for the 2nd chapter of "Believing…" I promise to make it
longer this time.
Disclaimer: I was told to write this, even though I thought it wasn't necessary..Here I go: I don't own Gundam Wing. I don't own the Gundam Boys either. If I did, I'll be the happiest chick around…I do own this fanfic and I hope you R&R…
*****ya know this means flashback, right?*********
"Believing In Angels"
Chapter Two
***************
-He's gone! The brat's gone!
-What?! Did you tell the nurse?
-Yeah, but no one's gonna do anything. He was an orphan… and a total pain in the ass…
-Yeah. It wasn't our fault he hated hospitals…
One week after the Maxwell Massacre, the little survivor had returned to the place. There were only ashes and burned woods now. In the front of the church, a white cross had been raised in memory of the victims.
The kid went into the building, walking among the destroyed benches, statues, gaps of cloth…He stiffened his facial expression, holding bravely the tears. He walked out of the church, towards the gardens. In the middle of the green rug, a lonely white crypt could be seen.
- Hello, Solo- the kid murmured smiling sadly, gazing at the silhouette of the angel with big wings, carved in the crypt. The afternoon's wind flew the long chestnut-brown hair of the kid…
- I am so sorry, Solo…it was our group…our band…I was supposed to protect them when you left…Forgive me. I know…- he took a deep breath- I know they are with you. In Heaven, as sister and father used to say. Sister Helen…I couldn't save her, say good-bye. She would smile sweetly at me and say…- the kid raised his face against the wind and shut his eyes, preventing the tears. He wouldn't cry again. Never ever again. – She would tell me to be strong. And I will. I promise…No!! I swear I will never allow this happens again. I will do the impossible to stop these tragedies, these battles. I will protect the colonies. For Father Maxwell, for Sister Helen, for the kids and for You, Solo. I will never forget my promise, or you. Because I will take you with me. We will be together. Never again, you and I won't be alone, because from now on, with you, I'll be two. I'll be Duo. Maxwell… Duo Maxwell…….
******************end flashback*********
-He's still unconscious? –Heero asked coldly as he entered the room where Duo laid asleep, with bandages in his head and left arm. Quatre was sitting next to 02.
-Yes, it's only been a couple of hours, Heero. But don't worry, he'll be ok. He has been…musing while he sleeps. That's a good sign.- 04 smiled.
-Me? Worry? –Heero repeated with surprise and contempt- Not at all.
-Sure, I knew that- Quatre smiled as he stood up from the chair and walked towards the door- Please stay as I go to bring some tea-he said leaving the room.
Heero just shrugged and he walked towards the window, looking at Duo.
-Fool- he sneered and glanced through the glass.
-"I am so sorry Solo" - the quiet voice of Duo, still unconscious, startled Heero, but he didn't move. Duo moved slightly his head, as in a dream.
-"I was supposed to protect them"…….."they are with you"……"say good-bye"……- Duo's whispers were almost non audible, mixed with the sound of his breathing. Heero walked closer, trying to understand what he was saying.
-Unbelievable! He speaks even unconscious! What a calamity!- Heero complained folding arms. After all, Duo and he wasn't the best friends of all. They were always arguing. Well, Duo argued as Heero only held his "omae no korosu" glance and sneered some haughty words. But in the deepest place of his mind, very very deep, he knew Duo was a partner, a pilot like him…talkative, prankster, chirpy, even crazy…but a partner after all.
The door was opened and Quatre entered carrying a couple of cups. He handed one to Heero and he approached to the sleeping pilot.
-You were right. He has been musing and moving. If he talked less and thought more, he wouldn't be where he is…- Heero commented in his emotionless voice.
-Shhh-Quatre said listening to Duo, who was twitching slightly.
-"I promise….no! I swear"………"never forget"……."Maxwell"………
-Duo! Wake up Duo!- Quatre urged in low but firm voice-Duo!- 04 called again and, 01 and 04 realized Duo was indeed waking up.
The DeathScythe pilot opened his eyes slowly.
-Cat? Cat?- he asked seeing the blond Arabian smiling.
-Hello, my friend. How are you feeling?
-Humm, well- Duo said shutting his eyes from the light, touching his forehead- I feel like I received an attack directly and crashed against a rock. I am also a bit hungry, but I'll make it..- he smiled looking his bandaged arm.
-I am happy to hear that- Quatre smiled- The others are resting in the other rooms. I'll bring you something to eat- 04 said, leaving again the room.
-Hey Cat! Don't tell me we are in the Hospital, please! We are not in one, right? –Duo said leaning from the bed, kind of worried.
-No- 04 laughed-We are in an apartment section Preventors got for us. And, Heero, he just woke up, don't start fighting yet, got it?- Quatre warned with a polite smile, leaving and closing the door.
-And what are you doing here?-Duo asked surprised to see 01 standing there.
-Absolutely nothing- Heero replied turning his back to him, looking through the window.
Duo just shrugged. He wasn't in the mood of arguing. He was still disoriented by the impact and he was physically and mentally tired. His dreams, while he was sleeping, had left a sad feeling within him.
He sat slowly and started removing the bandages in his arm. When he bent his face, he suddenly realized that his hair was hanging down around him, just held by a band at the beginning of the strands. He remembered that, in the middle of the small explosions inside the cockpit, the braid had gotten loose, letting his hair down. He liked the braid. He wasn't used to wear it otherwise.
-Quatre was the one who bandaged you and held your hair. He's been taking care of you- Heero explained when he saw 02 sitting in the bed.
-Yeah, I supposed so….-Duo replied with a distant voice.
-If you were a bit smarter and waited for support, you wouldn't end up injured and unconscious- Heero started punishing him.
-Wait for support? No thanks. I have my reasons for never waiting for help. Rather play alone-Duo smiled, but with the same distant voice.
-Fine. Next time they'll kill you for being such an idiot. Maybe when you are dead you'll stop talking, 'cause nor even unconscious you shut up…- Heero said with his usual emotionless voice.
-What do you mean?- Duo asked suspecting that…
-You've been muttering all this time-Heero answered looking at the 02 pilot, and he immediately realized Duo had held his breathe. It was obvious that whatever was that Duo said, it was really private, because 02 stayed silent for a couple of minutes, avoiding Heero's glance over him by starting braiding his hair.
-And…what was I saying? –he asked at last.
-I don't know. I wasn't paying attention- Heero replied rudely, but he though it better, and not really wanting to be such a beast, he added: -There were only few words I could understand. You were saying something like "I am sorry, and I didn't say good-bye" and something more about a promise…
There was only silence for a while. Duo finished fixing his hair and raised his face, a brief smile in his lips.
-Thanks- was the only thing he said. Heero raised an eyebrow. He didn't mean for Duo to realize he tried to be a bit nice to the injured pilot. And it was weird that Duo didn't laugh at him or crack a joke.
-Are you still alive?- 04 joked while he entered the room, carrying a bowl of soup and a cup pf tea.
-Yeap, mom, I am still here- 02 smiled slightly, putting the bandages away.
- I guess you're a fast healer, right? I brought you some soup. Here you go…
-Wow!- Duo quipped seeing the food-This reminds me of the…-he stopped in his comment. That reminded him of the Maxwell Home, right, but why did he think of that so strongly? Why was he talking about it? Like if the others cared…
Heero looked him kind of surprised. The happy-go-lucky of the team was mute, with an estrange expression in his face and a glance so lost in other world…Quatre smiled, honoring the silence of the 02 pilot.
-Well, you better eat and rest. We'll be leaving towards L1 and L2 tomorrow, remember? –04 said casually, trying to help Duo.
-Oh, yeah…almost forgot…-Duo smiled suddenly. Heero and Quatre headed to the door, going into the corridors.
-Hey, Cat, wait a sec…and the ship? It's all right?- 02 asked with an almost normal voice. Almost normal.
-Sure, Duo, the ship escaped without any problem. The passengers, the children were fine- Quatre assured smiling.
-Really? I see. Thanks Cat – Duo answered, giving a small smile back.
*Shinigami's Voice*
A/N: There ya go. Duo is having quite a problem facing memories from now on. I hope some Duo fans out there R&R. Tell me what ya think. Maybe I'll use your ideas…you can be sure I'll post your names on it.
Maybe ya got some fan art of little Duo there. If ya do, send it please… I'll love to see it.
Disclaimer: I was told to write this, even though I thought it wasn't necessary..Here I go: I don't own Gundam Wing. I don't own the Gundam Boys either. If I did, I'll be the happiest chick around…I do own this fanfic and I hope you R&R…
*****ya know this means flashback, right?*********
"Believing In Angels"
Chapter Two
***************
-He's gone! The brat's gone!
-What?! Did you tell the nurse?
-Yeah, but no one's gonna do anything. He was an orphan… and a total pain in the ass…
-Yeah. It wasn't our fault he hated hospitals…
One week after the Maxwell Massacre, the little survivor had returned to the place. There were only ashes and burned woods now. In the front of the church, a white cross had been raised in memory of the victims.
The kid went into the building, walking among the destroyed benches, statues, gaps of cloth…He stiffened his facial expression, holding bravely the tears. He walked out of the church, towards the gardens. In the middle of the green rug, a lonely white crypt could be seen.
- Hello, Solo- the kid murmured smiling sadly, gazing at the silhouette of the angel with big wings, carved in the crypt. The afternoon's wind flew the long chestnut-brown hair of the kid…
- I am so sorry, Solo…it was our group…our band…I was supposed to protect them when you left…Forgive me. I know…- he took a deep breath- I know they are with you. In Heaven, as sister and father used to say. Sister Helen…I couldn't save her, say good-bye. She would smile sweetly at me and say…- the kid raised his face against the wind and shut his eyes, preventing the tears. He wouldn't cry again. Never ever again. – She would tell me to be strong. And I will. I promise…No!! I swear I will never allow this happens again. I will do the impossible to stop these tragedies, these battles. I will protect the colonies. For Father Maxwell, for Sister Helen, for the kids and for You, Solo. I will never forget my promise, or you. Because I will take you with me. We will be together. Never again, you and I won't be alone, because from now on, with you, I'll be two. I'll be Duo. Maxwell… Duo Maxwell…….
******************end flashback*********
-He's still unconscious? –Heero asked coldly as he entered the room where Duo laid asleep, with bandages in his head and left arm. Quatre was sitting next to 02.
-Yes, it's only been a couple of hours, Heero. But don't worry, he'll be ok. He has been…musing while he sleeps. That's a good sign.- 04 smiled.
-Me? Worry? –Heero repeated with surprise and contempt- Not at all.
-Sure, I knew that- Quatre smiled as he stood up from the chair and walked towards the door- Please stay as I go to bring some tea-he said leaving the room.
Heero just shrugged and he walked towards the window, looking at Duo.
-Fool- he sneered and glanced through the glass.
-"I am so sorry Solo" - the quiet voice of Duo, still unconscious, startled Heero, but he didn't move. Duo moved slightly his head, as in a dream.
-"I was supposed to protect them"…….."they are with you"……"say good-bye"……- Duo's whispers were almost non audible, mixed with the sound of his breathing. Heero walked closer, trying to understand what he was saying.
-Unbelievable! He speaks even unconscious! What a calamity!- Heero complained folding arms. After all, Duo and he wasn't the best friends of all. They were always arguing. Well, Duo argued as Heero only held his "omae no korosu" glance and sneered some haughty words. But in the deepest place of his mind, very very deep, he knew Duo was a partner, a pilot like him…talkative, prankster, chirpy, even crazy…but a partner after all.
The door was opened and Quatre entered carrying a couple of cups. He handed one to Heero and he approached to the sleeping pilot.
-You were right. He has been musing and moving. If he talked less and thought more, he wouldn't be where he is…- Heero commented in his emotionless voice.
-Shhh-Quatre said listening to Duo, who was twitching slightly.
-"I promise….no! I swear"………"never forget"……."Maxwell"………
-Duo! Wake up Duo!- Quatre urged in low but firm voice-Duo!- 04 called again and, 01 and 04 realized Duo was indeed waking up.
The DeathScythe pilot opened his eyes slowly.
-Cat? Cat?- he asked seeing the blond Arabian smiling.
-Hello, my friend. How are you feeling?
-Humm, well- Duo said shutting his eyes from the light, touching his forehead- I feel like I received an attack directly and crashed against a rock. I am also a bit hungry, but I'll make it..- he smiled looking his bandaged arm.
-I am happy to hear that- Quatre smiled- The others are resting in the other rooms. I'll bring you something to eat- 04 said, leaving again the room.
-Hey Cat! Don't tell me we are in the Hospital, please! We are not in one, right? –Duo said leaning from the bed, kind of worried.
-No- 04 laughed-We are in an apartment section Preventors got for us. And, Heero, he just woke up, don't start fighting yet, got it?- Quatre warned with a polite smile, leaving and closing the door.
-And what are you doing here?-Duo asked surprised to see 01 standing there.
-Absolutely nothing- Heero replied turning his back to him, looking through the window.
Duo just shrugged. He wasn't in the mood of arguing. He was still disoriented by the impact and he was physically and mentally tired. His dreams, while he was sleeping, had left a sad feeling within him.
He sat slowly and started removing the bandages in his arm. When he bent his face, he suddenly realized that his hair was hanging down around him, just held by a band at the beginning of the strands. He remembered that, in the middle of the small explosions inside the cockpit, the braid had gotten loose, letting his hair down. He liked the braid. He wasn't used to wear it otherwise.
-Quatre was the one who bandaged you and held your hair. He's been taking care of you- Heero explained when he saw 02 sitting in the bed.
-Yeah, I supposed so….-Duo replied with a distant voice.
-If you were a bit smarter and waited for support, you wouldn't end up injured and unconscious- Heero started punishing him.
-Wait for support? No thanks. I have my reasons for never waiting for help. Rather play alone-Duo smiled, but with the same distant voice.
-Fine. Next time they'll kill you for being such an idiot. Maybe when you are dead you'll stop talking, 'cause nor even unconscious you shut up…- Heero said with his usual emotionless voice.
-What do you mean?- Duo asked suspecting that…
-You've been muttering all this time-Heero answered looking at the 02 pilot, and he immediately realized Duo had held his breathe. It was obvious that whatever was that Duo said, it was really private, because 02 stayed silent for a couple of minutes, avoiding Heero's glance over him by starting braiding his hair.
-And…what was I saying? –he asked at last.
-I don't know. I wasn't paying attention- Heero replied rudely, but he though it better, and not really wanting to be such a beast, he added: -There were only few words I could understand. You were saying something like "I am sorry, and I didn't say good-bye" and something more about a promise…
There was only silence for a while. Duo finished fixing his hair and raised his face, a brief smile in his lips.
-Thanks- was the only thing he said. Heero raised an eyebrow. He didn't mean for Duo to realize he tried to be a bit nice to the injured pilot. And it was weird that Duo didn't laugh at him or crack a joke.
-Are you still alive?- 04 joked while he entered the room, carrying a bowl of soup and a cup pf tea.
-Yeap, mom, I am still here- 02 smiled slightly, putting the bandages away.
- I guess you're a fast healer, right? I brought you some soup. Here you go…
-Wow!- Duo quipped seeing the food-This reminds me of the…-he stopped in his comment. That reminded him of the Maxwell Home, right, but why did he think of that so strongly? Why was he talking about it? Like if the others cared…
Heero looked him kind of surprised. The happy-go-lucky of the team was mute, with an estrange expression in his face and a glance so lost in other world…Quatre smiled, honoring the silence of the 02 pilot.
-Well, you better eat and rest. We'll be leaving towards L1 and L2 tomorrow, remember? –04 said casually, trying to help Duo.
-Oh, yeah…almost forgot…-Duo smiled suddenly. Heero and Quatre headed to the door, going into the corridors.
-Hey, Cat, wait a sec…and the ship? It's all right?- 02 asked with an almost normal voice. Almost normal.
-Sure, Duo, the ship escaped without any problem. The passengers, the children were fine- Quatre assured smiling.
-Really? I see. Thanks Cat – Duo answered, giving a small smile back.
*Shinigami's Voice*
A/N: There ya go. Duo is having quite a problem facing memories from now on. I hope some Duo fans out there R&R. Tell me what ya think. Maybe I'll use your ideas…you can be sure I'll post your names on it.
Maybe ya got some fan art of little Duo there. If ya do, send it please… I'll love to see it.