Title: Rivals 17
Author: Canisa
Pairing: various for now (13+6, 6+1, 5+2, meiran+5, 3+4/4+3, R+1), but leading to 1+2/2+1, my favorite paring! ^__^
Warning : shounen-ai, AU (no gundam!!!) a bit angst.
Note: Gundam Wing is not mine. I am writing this for my own enjoyment. No profit is being made.
Quick Summary
Heero's family held a grunge against Duo's because Duo's grandfather had indirectly caused his grandfather's death.
Heero started to open up to Duo little by little until Relena Peacecraft finally showed her presence, declaring to Duo that she was engaged to Heero.
Treize Krushenada, a surgeon, saved a man, who later declared that his name is Zechs…..
Chapter 17 --- "I need you"
"He looks happy."
Quatre smiled. He leaned against his boyfriend on the bench, his fingers intertwined with the other boy's. "He does, doesn't he?" The clear aqua eyes focused on the long-haired swimmer who was now warming up in the Olympic sized swimming pool.
"What happened last night."
"You mean what happened this morning."
Trowa glanced at his love.
Quatre laughed softly. His boyfriend's unspoken words were understood. "I merely gave Heero a lift, that's all." The blonde haired boy looked up to Trowa. "I'd say things have worked out between them quite well, wouldn't you say?"
Trowa nodded. He watched his friend made another lap in the pool and was satisfied with Duo's speed. He then looked toward the diving team, eyes searching. He could not spot his other friend. "Where is Wufei?"
"He left the diving team." Quatre sipped on his coke, eyes twinkled with mischief.
Trowa raised his eyebrow.
"He went back to karate." Quatre added another piece of information.
Trowa lightly squeezed the blonde haired boy's hand, telling him that the information was not enough.
"You know how he is. Always talking about honor and stuff."
Trowa pressed on with his questioning look.
"Well….You know how I became the captain of the karate team after he left?" Quatre smiled mysteriously. "I told Wufei that the sensei took away my captain title and gave it to this new girl."
"Out of favoritism?"
"That's what Wufei thinks."
Trowa raised his eyebrow again. "What did you make him do this time?"
"Hey." Quatre laughed softly. "Let's get this straight. I only told him that the sensei gave my captain title to this new girl. Whatever he assumes from that statement is his business right?" Quatre's smile was getting wider and wider.
Trowa sighed. He could not beat this lovely blonde boy who also happened to be a member of the debate team. "He thinks the coach is acting on favoritism and he is going back to restore the honor of the karate team." Trowa voiced out his thoughts.
"Yup." Quatre suddenly hardened his expression. He then pushed up the end of his eyebrows with his fingers. "INJUSTICE!!!" Quatre shouted uncharacteristically. "There is no honor in favoritism!"
Trowa almost laughed. He recognized whom Quatre was trying to imitate.
Quatre relaxed back to his angelic expression. "So Wufei vows to take back the captain title."
"I thought you wanted him to be with Duo."
Quatre shrugged. He looked away and watched his long-haired friend getting out of the pool. "I just want them to be happy." Quatre then smiled. "It seems like this is the best set-up right now."
Trowa put his arm around his boyfriend.
"So you didn't ask me who this new girl that beat me." Quatre snuggled towards Trowa's warm body.
Trowa tightened the embrace. "Meiran."
"You are no fun." Quatre pouted. "Sometimes you should act a bit clueless so that I could get to tell you all my glorious schemes."
Trowa allowed himself a small smile before placed a light kiss on Quatre's forehead. "How did you convince her to join the karate team?"
Quatre submerged himself in the warmth of his boyfriend. "I only informed her that…." He rested his head on Torwa's shoulder. ".. there is no females on the karate team."
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The little Japanese boy felt it even before he opened his eyes.
Pain.
Sheer pain traveled his whole body. It was as if every inch of his skin was stabbed by thousands of needles.
The freezing cold water surrounded him. But the coldness was nothing compared to the pain. Or perhaps it was the cold water that spurred the pain.
"Heero……"
The Japanese boy blinked his eyes, and was surprised to discover the presence of another human being next to him.
"You cannot die yet…."
He widened his eyes as he realized that the girl who was confronting him earlier was now hanging on to his body. Both of them floated in the middle of the sea, linked to a rope but subjected to the mercy of the water.
"You just CANNOT die yet…."
The Japanese boy blinked his eyes again and reassessed their situation. He could see the bright yellow life-jacket on the little girl's body and the reality hit him that it was he who was hanging onto the girl's body for his dear life.
"Because ….. onii-chan would be sad if you do……."
She was here to save his life.
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As the announcer notified that the warm-up session was over, Duo Maxwell got out of the pool quickly. He whistled as he draped the towel over his shoulder and walked toward the rest area.
"Yo Duo!" A teammate called out. "You are not going to swim like the last time are you?"
"Hell no." Duo laughed as he dug out his Walkman from the duffle bag. "I am gonna break the record." He sorted out the tangled earphone before he placed on his ears. "I am on fire today!" He winked and pressed the play button.
The fast rhythm immediately blasted into his ears, boiling his spirit. Duo Maxwell closed his eyes and lost in the music as he imagined the way his body cutting through water like a torpedo.
He would win.
Duo grinned.
He would win for Heero Yuy.
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It was time.
Heero Yuy took his eyes away from the clock and got out of the bed. He winced slightly for he could still feel the light pain in his chest. But it was nothing that he could not handle. The little pain would not deter him from going to see Duo swim.
He had promised him that.
But to get to the place, he would have to call a taxi. Though as rich as his family he was, he never bothered to ask for a car for he never had any desire of asking anything from his parents. It was a good thing that the state swimming competition was not too far away.
"Agatha." Heero called out as he walked down the stairs.
"Mr. Yuy." Agatha showed up at the bottom of the stairs as soon as her name was called. A hint of grief was in her tone.
Heero glanced at the old woman and noticed a shade of redness in her eyes.
Had she been crying?
Heero raised his eyebrow slightly but said nothing of his observation. "I won't be in for dinner." The Japanese boy informed her in a slightly soft tone.
Why was she crying?
Agatha nodded. "Should I call a taxi for you?"
"Yes." Heero bent and put on his shoes, his eyes never left the old woman due to his concern.
Oblivious of her master's glance, Agatha walked slowly to the desk. She picked up the phone and dialed the number. "Hello." She spoke in a suppressed voice. "This is Yuy's residence. We would like a taxi."
Still heeding the woman's behavior, Heero took out a jacket from the closet.
"The address is 110 Cherry Hill Road." She paused. "Destination?"
Just as Heero was going to tell Agatha where he intended to go, the old woman had already beat him to it.
"To the Colony Hospital." Agatha replied into the phone calmly but a drop of tear betrayed her as it slide down her cheek silently.
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The little girl shivered.
No matter how many layers of blankets the adults had been piling on her, she could still feel the piercing cold.
The water dripping down her trembling body took her body warmth. The wind blowing across her face attacked her.
All these contributed to the coldness she felt. But what really hurt her was the cold glare from her brother.
Why did he look at her like that?
Surrounded by a group of concerning adults, the little girl paid no attention to the care but questioned silently as she stared back at her brother in confusion.
The cold blue eyes that had no indication of affection staring back at her like needles piercing her heart.
Why did he look at her like that?
She could not decipher. She could not read his expression.
The little girl bit down her lips, watching her brother wrapped another blanket on the Japanese boy. She did not miss a glimpse of concern and care from her brother's face. She did not miss the way her brother tenderly brushed his fingers against the Japanese boy's cheek. But when her eyes connect with her brother's again, the care and the concern had promptly vanished. In its place, it was nothing but coldness.
Why did he look at her like that? Did she not save his precious friend?
The little girl wanted to cry. The bitterness in her threatened to come out.
Why?
Why did he look at her like that?
"Milliardo! Could you bring Relena inside the cabin? We are contacting the coastguard for help!"
The little girl's heart skipped a beat as she watched her brother obeyed their parent's command. She felt her brother's swept her feet and picked her up effortlessly.
"Onii-chan…" The little girl breathed. How long had it been since she was this close to her brother?
But the brother did not reply. He continued to walk toward the cabin, carrying her in his arms.
"Onii-chan……" The little girl looked up to her brother, trying to read his expression.
"Relena….."
Hope emerged in her as the little girl listened to her brother intently.
"I know it was you who pushed him into the sea."
Her eyes widened with disbelief. Had she heard it right? Her brother had got it all wrong….. It was not like that. SHE HAD SAVED HIM!!!! It was she who had risked her life to save him!!!!
"You touch him again…."
No no no no no no no!!!!!!! The little girl screamed silently inside her, still too shock to voice any sound.
It was not like that! IT WAS NOT LIKE THAT!!!
"You touch him again……."
What was this flickering emotion she saw in his eyes? It could not be. IT COULD NOT BE!!
The little girl suddenly felt she was dropped heavily on the bed. But she did not feel the physical pain, she could only feel her heart was dripping with blood. She lied on the bed, frozen, watching the brother bent and grabbed her chin hard.
"If you touch him again, you will pay 10 times for every pain you inflict on him."
Hatred.
The little girl recognized it. It was hatred she saw flickering in those usually gentle blue eyes.
She twisted away from the hold and buried her face in the pillow. The sound of the door slamming did not shake her soul. It was her brother's hatred that imprinted in her mind that shattered her soul.
The little girl clenched to the bed sheet, the tear flew freely down her cheek and wet the bed sheet.
The only thing that was on her mind was….
She should have left him drowned.
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"Treize… It was all my fault, you know that?"
The doctor withdrew his needle from his patient's arm. "The accident?"
Zechs nodded, sinking back to his hospital bed. "I was the one driving. I should be the one who died, not her."
Treize said nothing as he capped the needle. He then twisted the body of the syring so that the needle would come off.
Zechs stared into the whiteness of the ceiling. "You know sometimes, you don't know what you feel until it was too late to say anything…."
"You love her?"
Zechs bit down his lips, his mind spun furiously before he lowered his eyes and acknowledged softly. "Yes…."
"There is nothing you can do right now to mend that mistake, Zechs." Treize spoke gently. "Only the present matters."
Zechs turned his attention to his doctor. He discovered acceptance and sympathy in those eyes and not contempt. "Treize……" It's been a long time since anyone had looked at him like that.
Just as Zechs was going to say something more, the door suddenly flung opened.
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Duo Maxwell flexed his muscles as he stood on the platform. His competitors lined on either side of him, though he was not at all concerned about them. Instead of being tense like them, he waved at Quatre and Trowa cheerfully and gave a victorious yet not exactly comforting smile at his nervous coach.
And then he searched.
His violet eyes scanned through the crowd, looking for that one certain individual who had stolen his kiss and made a promise to be here this morning.
Duo bent and stretched once more, trying to warm up his body as much as possible.
His eyes still swiped through the crowd once again.
It should not be that hard to fish out that messy brown hair but the long- haired boy was having a hell of trouble locating him.
That was, of course, under the assumption that he was here.
Duo raised his arms and inhaled.
Maybe he was stuck in traffic. Maybe he overslept.
Duo exhaled and brought his arm over his head sideway, stretching his body.
Maybe he was lost. Maybe he forgot where the competition was.
Duo shook his hands, loosening his wrists.
Or maybe he forgot the promise. Hell, he might not even really mean it when he said he would come.
// "Just to see you swim"//
Duo shook his head violently but caught himself immediately and made the movement looked like he was trying to loosen the muscles around his neck.
"Round 5. All swimmers please get into position."
Where the fuck was that jerk? Duo cursed silently as he extended his arms forward. His head lowered, focusing on the water before him. To his dismay, Duo could not help but noticed that the shade of the blue water was very much like the color of Heero's eyes……
"Ready….."
Duo lifted his head slightly, looking over the crowd again.
"Set….."
He still did not see him. Where the fuck was he?
"Go!"
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"Heero….You came.." The voice hid a slight hint of disbelief.
The Japanese youth, on the other hand, stood frozen at the door, unable to move any further into the room. In fact, he was so shock that he did not notice that a doctor had walked passed him and closed the door behind him. Instead, he only watched the familiar man on the hospital bed.
"Heero…. you are all I have left….." Minutes passed before the man on the bed finally made the statement.
The Japanese youth slowly approached the bed. His eyes widened as he took in the vulnerable form of his childhood friend.
"Noin…. Noin is dead….it was all my fault….. my fault…." The man on the bed started to choke on his words.
Heero said nothing as he sat down on the hospital bed. His mouth went dry.
"Please stay with me…….."
The pleading eyes focused on him intently, seemingly to burn a hole into him.
"You are all I have left….."
Heero shivered as he felt his hand grabbed.
"I cannot loose you too….."
Heero lowered his head.
"I need you….."
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TBC
Author: Canisa
Pairing: various for now (13+6, 6+1, 5+2, meiran+5, 3+4/4+3, R+1), but leading to 1+2/2+1, my favorite paring! ^__^
Warning : shounen-ai, AU (no gundam!!!) a bit angst.
Note: Gundam Wing is not mine. I am writing this for my own enjoyment. No profit is being made.
Quick Summary
Heero's family held a grunge against Duo's because Duo's grandfather had indirectly caused his grandfather's death.
Heero started to open up to Duo little by little until Relena Peacecraft finally showed her presence, declaring to Duo that she was engaged to Heero.
Treize Krushenada, a surgeon, saved a man, who later declared that his name is Zechs…..
Chapter 17 --- "I need you"
"He looks happy."
Quatre smiled. He leaned against his boyfriend on the bench, his fingers intertwined with the other boy's. "He does, doesn't he?" The clear aqua eyes focused on the long-haired swimmer who was now warming up in the Olympic sized swimming pool.
"What happened last night."
"You mean what happened this morning."
Trowa glanced at his love.
Quatre laughed softly. His boyfriend's unspoken words were understood. "I merely gave Heero a lift, that's all." The blonde haired boy looked up to Trowa. "I'd say things have worked out between them quite well, wouldn't you say?"
Trowa nodded. He watched his friend made another lap in the pool and was satisfied with Duo's speed. He then looked toward the diving team, eyes searching. He could not spot his other friend. "Where is Wufei?"
"He left the diving team." Quatre sipped on his coke, eyes twinkled with mischief.
Trowa raised his eyebrow.
"He went back to karate." Quatre added another piece of information.
Trowa lightly squeezed the blonde haired boy's hand, telling him that the information was not enough.
"You know how he is. Always talking about honor and stuff."
Trowa pressed on with his questioning look.
"Well….You know how I became the captain of the karate team after he left?" Quatre smiled mysteriously. "I told Wufei that the sensei took away my captain title and gave it to this new girl."
"Out of favoritism?"
"That's what Wufei thinks."
Trowa raised his eyebrow again. "What did you make him do this time?"
"Hey." Quatre laughed softly. "Let's get this straight. I only told him that the sensei gave my captain title to this new girl. Whatever he assumes from that statement is his business right?" Quatre's smile was getting wider and wider.
Trowa sighed. He could not beat this lovely blonde boy who also happened to be a member of the debate team. "He thinks the coach is acting on favoritism and he is going back to restore the honor of the karate team." Trowa voiced out his thoughts.
"Yup." Quatre suddenly hardened his expression. He then pushed up the end of his eyebrows with his fingers. "INJUSTICE!!!" Quatre shouted uncharacteristically. "There is no honor in favoritism!"
Trowa almost laughed. He recognized whom Quatre was trying to imitate.
Quatre relaxed back to his angelic expression. "So Wufei vows to take back the captain title."
"I thought you wanted him to be with Duo."
Quatre shrugged. He looked away and watched his long-haired friend getting out of the pool. "I just want them to be happy." Quatre then smiled. "It seems like this is the best set-up right now."
Trowa put his arm around his boyfriend.
"So you didn't ask me who this new girl that beat me." Quatre snuggled towards Trowa's warm body.
Trowa tightened the embrace. "Meiran."
"You are no fun." Quatre pouted. "Sometimes you should act a bit clueless so that I could get to tell you all my glorious schemes."
Trowa allowed himself a small smile before placed a light kiss on Quatre's forehead. "How did you convince her to join the karate team?"
Quatre submerged himself in the warmth of his boyfriend. "I only informed her that…." He rested his head on Torwa's shoulder. ".. there is no females on the karate team."
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The little Japanese boy felt it even before he opened his eyes.
Pain.
Sheer pain traveled his whole body. It was as if every inch of his skin was stabbed by thousands of needles.
The freezing cold water surrounded him. But the coldness was nothing compared to the pain. Or perhaps it was the cold water that spurred the pain.
"Heero……"
The Japanese boy blinked his eyes, and was surprised to discover the presence of another human being next to him.
"You cannot die yet…."
He widened his eyes as he realized that the girl who was confronting him earlier was now hanging on to his body. Both of them floated in the middle of the sea, linked to a rope but subjected to the mercy of the water.
"You just CANNOT die yet…."
The Japanese boy blinked his eyes again and reassessed their situation. He could see the bright yellow life-jacket on the little girl's body and the reality hit him that it was he who was hanging onto the girl's body for his dear life.
"Because ….. onii-chan would be sad if you do……."
She was here to save his life.
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As the announcer notified that the warm-up session was over, Duo Maxwell got out of the pool quickly. He whistled as he draped the towel over his shoulder and walked toward the rest area.
"Yo Duo!" A teammate called out. "You are not going to swim like the last time are you?"
"Hell no." Duo laughed as he dug out his Walkman from the duffle bag. "I am gonna break the record." He sorted out the tangled earphone before he placed on his ears. "I am on fire today!" He winked and pressed the play button.
The fast rhythm immediately blasted into his ears, boiling his spirit. Duo Maxwell closed his eyes and lost in the music as he imagined the way his body cutting through water like a torpedo.
He would win.
Duo grinned.
He would win for Heero Yuy.
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It was time.
Heero Yuy took his eyes away from the clock and got out of the bed. He winced slightly for he could still feel the light pain in his chest. But it was nothing that he could not handle. The little pain would not deter him from going to see Duo swim.
He had promised him that.
But to get to the place, he would have to call a taxi. Though as rich as his family he was, he never bothered to ask for a car for he never had any desire of asking anything from his parents. It was a good thing that the state swimming competition was not too far away.
"Agatha." Heero called out as he walked down the stairs.
"Mr. Yuy." Agatha showed up at the bottom of the stairs as soon as her name was called. A hint of grief was in her tone.
Heero glanced at the old woman and noticed a shade of redness in her eyes.
Had she been crying?
Heero raised his eyebrow slightly but said nothing of his observation. "I won't be in for dinner." The Japanese boy informed her in a slightly soft tone.
Why was she crying?
Agatha nodded. "Should I call a taxi for you?"
"Yes." Heero bent and put on his shoes, his eyes never left the old woman due to his concern.
Oblivious of her master's glance, Agatha walked slowly to the desk. She picked up the phone and dialed the number. "Hello." She spoke in a suppressed voice. "This is Yuy's residence. We would like a taxi."
Still heeding the woman's behavior, Heero took out a jacket from the closet.
"The address is 110 Cherry Hill Road." She paused. "Destination?"
Just as Heero was going to tell Agatha where he intended to go, the old woman had already beat him to it.
"To the Colony Hospital." Agatha replied into the phone calmly but a drop of tear betrayed her as it slide down her cheek silently.
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The little girl shivered.
No matter how many layers of blankets the adults had been piling on her, she could still feel the piercing cold.
The water dripping down her trembling body took her body warmth. The wind blowing across her face attacked her.
All these contributed to the coldness she felt. But what really hurt her was the cold glare from her brother.
Why did he look at her like that?
Surrounded by a group of concerning adults, the little girl paid no attention to the care but questioned silently as she stared back at her brother in confusion.
The cold blue eyes that had no indication of affection staring back at her like needles piercing her heart.
Why did he look at her like that?
She could not decipher. She could not read his expression.
The little girl bit down her lips, watching her brother wrapped another blanket on the Japanese boy. She did not miss a glimpse of concern and care from her brother's face. She did not miss the way her brother tenderly brushed his fingers against the Japanese boy's cheek. But when her eyes connect with her brother's again, the care and the concern had promptly vanished. In its place, it was nothing but coldness.
Why did he look at her like that? Did she not save his precious friend?
The little girl wanted to cry. The bitterness in her threatened to come out.
Why?
Why did he look at her like that?
"Milliardo! Could you bring Relena inside the cabin? We are contacting the coastguard for help!"
The little girl's heart skipped a beat as she watched her brother obeyed their parent's command. She felt her brother's swept her feet and picked her up effortlessly.
"Onii-chan…" The little girl breathed. How long had it been since she was this close to her brother?
But the brother did not reply. He continued to walk toward the cabin, carrying her in his arms.
"Onii-chan……" The little girl looked up to her brother, trying to read his expression.
"Relena….."
Hope emerged in her as the little girl listened to her brother intently.
"I know it was you who pushed him into the sea."
Her eyes widened with disbelief. Had she heard it right? Her brother had got it all wrong….. It was not like that. SHE HAD SAVED HIM!!!! It was she who had risked her life to save him!!!!
"You touch him again…."
No no no no no no no!!!!!!! The little girl screamed silently inside her, still too shock to voice any sound.
It was not like that! IT WAS NOT LIKE THAT!!!
"You touch him again……."
What was this flickering emotion she saw in his eyes? It could not be. IT COULD NOT BE!!
The little girl suddenly felt she was dropped heavily on the bed. But she did not feel the physical pain, she could only feel her heart was dripping with blood. She lied on the bed, frozen, watching the brother bent and grabbed her chin hard.
"If you touch him again, you will pay 10 times for every pain you inflict on him."
Hatred.
The little girl recognized it. It was hatred she saw flickering in those usually gentle blue eyes.
She twisted away from the hold and buried her face in the pillow. The sound of the door slamming did not shake her soul. It was her brother's hatred that imprinted in her mind that shattered her soul.
The little girl clenched to the bed sheet, the tear flew freely down her cheek and wet the bed sheet.
The only thing that was on her mind was….
She should have left him drowned.
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"Treize… It was all my fault, you know that?"
The doctor withdrew his needle from his patient's arm. "The accident?"
Zechs nodded, sinking back to his hospital bed. "I was the one driving. I should be the one who died, not her."
Treize said nothing as he capped the needle. He then twisted the body of the syring so that the needle would come off.
Zechs stared into the whiteness of the ceiling. "You know sometimes, you don't know what you feel until it was too late to say anything…."
"You love her?"
Zechs bit down his lips, his mind spun furiously before he lowered his eyes and acknowledged softly. "Yes…."
"There is nothing you can do right now to mend that mistake, Zechs." Treize spoke gently. "Only the present matters."
Zechs turned his attention to his doctor. He discovered acceptance and sympathy in those eyes and not contempt. "Treize……" It's been a long time since anyone had looked at him like that.
Just as Zechs was going to say something more, the door suddenly flung opened.
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Duo Maxwell flexed his muscles as he stood on the platform. His competitors lined on either side of him, though he was not at all concerned about them. Instead of being tense like them, he waved at Quatre and Trowa cheerfully and gave a victorious yet not exactly comforting smile at his nervous coach.
And then he searched.
His violet eyes scanned through the crowd, looking for that one certain individual who had stolen his kiss and made a promise to be here this morning.
Duo bent and stretched once more, trying to warm up his body as much as possible.
His eyes still swiped through the crowd once again.
It should not be that hard to fish out that messy brown hair but the long- haired boy was having a hell of trouble locating him.
That was, of course, under the assumption that he was here.
Duo raised his arms and inhaled.
Maybe he was stuck in traffic. Maybe he overslept.
Duo exhaled and brought his arm over his head sideway, stretching his body.
Maybe he was lost. Maybe he forgot where the competition was.
Duo shook his hands, loosening his wrists.
Or maybe he forgot the promise. Hell, he might not even really mean it when he said he would come.
// "Just to see you swim"//
Duo shook his head violently but caught himself immediately and made the movement looked like he was trying to loosen the muscles around his neck.
"Round 5. All swimmers please get into position."
Where the fuck was that jerk? Duo cursed silently as he extended his arms forward. His head lowered, focusing on the water before him. To his dismay, Duo could not help but noticed that the shade of the blue water was very much like the color of Heero's eyes……
"Ready….."
Duo lifted his head slightly, looking over the crowd again.
"Set….."
He still did not see him. Where the fuck was he?
"Go!"
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"Heero….You came.." The voice hid a slight hint of disbelief.
The Japanese youth, on the other hand, stood frozen at the door, unable to move any further into the room. In fact, he was so shock that he did not notice that a doctor had walked passed him and closed the door behind him. Instead, he only watched the familiar man on the hospital bed.
"Heero…. you are all I have left….." Minutes passed before the man on the bed finally made the statement.
The Japanese youth slowly approached the bed. His eyes widened as he took in the vulnerable form of his childhood friend.
"Noin…. Noin is dead….it was all my fault….. my fault…." The man on the bed started to choke on his words.
Heero said nothing as he sat down on the hospital bed. His mouth went dry.
"Please stay with me…….."
The pleading eyes focused on him intently, seemingly to burn a hole into him.
"You are all I have left….."
Heero shivered as he felt his hand grabbed.
"I cannot loose you too….."
Heero lowered his head.
"I need you….."
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TBC