Duo's POV
I remembered who the 'angel' was as I swam back to consciousness. I didn't know of anyone else with eyes as big and caring as hers and blond hair up in a hairdo like that. I thought to my self that I was pretty lucky that she came along – no, I was pretty lucky that I met her, period. She saved my life once before. I suppose, I was more appreciative than I really needed to be then. *Chuckle* I guess that really ruffled Heero's feathers.
And while I was thinking of Heero, I realized, I was somewhat mad at him. If he had just turned around and paid attention to me like a boyfriend should, I wouldn't have been as bad off as I was. I really could have died, trying to get to the hospital by myself. So if you really looked at it, Usagi was an angel. She was my savior.
Her name escaped my lips as I finally woke up. Heero was silently watching me while I was sleep, so he had most definitely heard me. Needless to say, he was quite angry. No matter how hard he had tried to hide it, I saw all the emotions that were tormenting him, and I was amazed by it. I was even more amazed at the small tear that trailed down his face.
I watched him as he made his way over to my bed. He took my hand and opened his mouth to say something to me. I watched as the emotions fought each other on his face until one finally won. I stared in wonderment as Heero broke down and cried.
"I…. thought…I… lost… you." He managed to gasp out in between body-wracking sobs.
I was touched. I had finally reached Heero's emotional core. *Chuckle* and All I had to do was almost die. Granted, I've almost died a couple of times before, but this time was different because Heero could have prevented it. Things could only get better from here, right?
Wrong. A week later, Heero was still acting like a human being, he was even spending less time on his laptop. I was really enjoying it. As he talked more and expressed more, I listened more. I guess you could say we balanced each other and neither of us had an extreme.
I should have known it wouldn't last. Heero had been emotionless for years. How could I expect him to just change overnight and be fine with it? His emotions went from one extreme to another. Most of the time, I could handle it, but when I couldn't I left the house, or he did, which ever one of us needed to cool off.
You see, after Usagi saved my life, she and I started talking to each other again. At first, Heero had no problem with it. She saved his life by saving mine. And after all, anything that made me happy made him happy. Talking with Usagi made me happy. But eventually, he got tired of sharing my attention with her. His emotions went on rampage. He went from absolute love to total jealousy in seconds. So we got in more fights. Heero didn't understand that I loved him and only him, just as Usagi loved only Mamoru.
I refused to stop talking to Usagi. I guess that Heero thought he had to knock some sense into me. So he punched me. It shocked both of us. It wasn't the pain that shocked me, it was the fact that he did it. He had never punched me like that for no reason. I think it shocked him that he let his emotions control his actions.
After the shock wore out, anger set in. How dare he punch me! He flinched as I glared at him. I spat out the blood in my mouth onto the kitchen floor. Then without a word, I turned and walked out of the apartment.
I'll show him not to punch me….