Heero's Clone
Chapter 4: Duo's Demise
So it had come, the start of the last of four months, Duo had grown old and gray, wrinkles streaked his face and hands, skin had paled and so had hair.
That morning was the same as always for Heero he got up, did some exercise, and got ready for work. Upon seeing Duo trying to make some breakfast for himself, Heero made a final decision before going to work for the day. He forced Duo to sit at the table as Heero finished cooking what Duo had start and sat the plate on the table. "After breakfast, I want you to sit on the couch, and stay there for the rest of the day.", Heero glanced up.
"I can take care of myself, I don't need to...", Duo started.
Heero ended the usual complaint with the wave of a hand., "I just don't want you to get into something that may hurt you seriously."
"But Heero, I...", Duo tried.
"No, you are going to sit there. Do what you want but stay on that couch.", Heero's hardened glare softened., "It's for your own good, Duo."
Heero left Duo with a lunch, and some video games and other things to occupy his time. After Heero left, Duo decided to take a nap instead, and went to sleep, never to wake.
Yuy arrived home that evening, and found Duo asleep on the couch. Heero smiled at himself, Duo looked so peaceful sleeping. He gently shook the body, and did it again this time telling him to get up. "Duo, come on wake up...", Heero said, "Duo? Duo..."
A slow numbness fell through Heero's body, he was gone.... Actually gone. "Duo?", Heero asked again as though the body would say something back., "He's gone..."
Quatre was the only person for this situation so of course, Heero called him. "Hello?", Quatre said plainly.
"Quatre he's gone...", Heero's voice sounded shaky.
"Who Heero?", Quatre asked.
At that, Heero just broke down crying, "I- I shouldn't had left him a lone.... I-I should had been kinder to him..."
"Heero, I'm coming over okay?", Quatre said.
He called up Trowa and told him to talk with Heero, so he wouldn't commit suicide. Jumping in his Mustang G.T., Quatre drove off for Heero's. Upon arriving he gazed at the house, then knocked on the door. Heero opened it but he was a mess, the room too was piled with wrappers from the candy Heero had eaten to try to sooth himself with. Quatre took the phone from Heero, thanked Trowa, and hung up. "Heero who died?", Quatre asked.
"D-Duo.", Heero timidly pointed to the body on the couch.
After a small decision Quatre was able to make out the whole story, and decided that he would handle the funeral, and Heero could do the speech for the funeral.