Heero stared at the closed door long after his so called 'friends' had left. He didn't understand, how could they want to send him away? Didn't they realize that all he really wanted was to be happy with them? Going to some treatment center wasn't going to help him at all.

Duo. What Duo had done hurt. He had just gone and told them what he didn't want anyone to know. His deepest fears, the reasons for him wanting to die. He had told them, they all knew. Heero felt betrayed, but he couldn't bring himself to get mad at Duo. He wanted more than anything to just feel anger towards the braided boy so he could find an emotional release. He needed someone to take his anger out on. Needed to hit something. Wanted to feel the pain take away his hurt.

But instead, Heero just sat there staring at the ceiling. Nothing good would come out of broken furniture. Besides, the chair didn't make him mad, it was the people. They started it all in the first place, bringing him into the world, making him kill, making him feel pain, shooting him, giving him rules to break, setting up boundaries, saving him with their hospitals, hurting him with their words. Then he goes and saves all of the people who made him feel so miserable. Maybe he should have just let them all perish, and they could have joined the thousands of people who had died under him. Join them in his nightmares, haunt him until he went crazy.

He sighed, regretting his thoughts. ::Anger makes people think and feel irrationally.:: He concluded to himself as he laid down on the bed and stared at the ceiling. ::They only wanted to help I'm sure. And I never told Duo that he couldn't tell anyone about the nightmares.:: Just as quickly as it had come, Heero felt his anger leaving him. He didn't feel like being mad at them, it was his fault he had problems and he was the one who had gotten them involved.

Maybe he should go away somewhere, so that they wouldn't have to deal with him.

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*****

"Eh? When did I fall asleep?" Duo looked around and found himself in his 'dream' clearing. But it was different, it was now really hot and all of the plants looked like they had died. "What the hells going on here?"

Heero was nowhere to be seen so Duo just sat down on the dead grass. He brought his knees up to his chest and looked around wearily. Something didn't feel right. Why was this place dying? ::This is just a dream! Dream's cant die like this!::

Nothing… he couldn't hear anything. No birds, no trees swaying, there wasn't even wind any more. It was like the dream was slowly dying and soon their wasn't going to be anything left.

"What's happening to this place?" Duo thought out loud as he glanced to the sky. It looked red, like fire, the sun was shining bright orange and all the clouds were gone. He remembered faintly how the other dreams seemed to be dying as well. The grass had slowly turned from green to yellow… and now they were all dead.

"What will happen next?"

*****

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Heero avoided everyone for the whole of the next day part of the one after. He didn't really know how to act or what to say to them. The soldier mask stayed on and hid his emotions perfectly. Duo would glance at him every now and then, his eyes filled with pain. Heero didn't blame him. They had gotten so close within the short time of their reunion and now they were drifting apart.

::Its my fault… I shouldn't have gotten so mad.:: Heero's shoulders slumped as he sat down at the dinner table. Everyone looked up at him with controlled emotions. They were being careful, as if he would jump out and bark at them if they said something wrong. ::How do I fix this?::

Looking around the table he could see Duo across from him looking at his plate like it was the most interesting thing he had ever seen. Heero was sitting next to Wufei, like he used to before he was pushed to the other side of the table.

Trowa and Quatre were sitting next to each other their chairs were surprisingly close together and Heero wondered if he was missing something. He studied them for a while and came to the conclusion that he obviously 'was' missing something. There was something going on with them that was unmistakably more than friendship. It made him look at Duo's face once again, his chest hurt as he saw the sadness laying there.

Down the table he could hear Quatre's sisters in a big debate. Heero suddenly realized that a short blond haired girl hadn't been hanging around him like usual. Quatre had probably talked to her, ::Thank god!::

The meal was finished in almost silence, no one seemed to be in the talking mood, and Heero glanced up at Duo trying to get his attention.

Duo looked up when he felt eyes on him, he was surprised to see it was Heero's. The blue eyed boy got up and motioned for Duo to follow. The palms of his hands started to sweat as he was led to Heero's room. Heero hadn't said anything the whole way and he was getting nervous.

The past two days had been hell for him, he knew Heero was mad at him. He felt like such a jerk and was afraid that Heero would never open up to him again. When the soldier mask was put back on Heero's face, Duo wanted to scream. He never realized he would be so frightened thinking that Heero was going to cave in and go back to being emotionless.

As the door shut behind them Duo couldn't help but start rambling, "Heero, I… I wanted to apologize…"

"Do you even know what you are apologizing for?" Heero interrupted, looking directly into the violet eyes only a foot away.

"I… your mad at me, I made you mad…"

"You told them about me having nightmares, they wanted to send me away… yes I was mad," Heero bit his lip and his eyes moved to the floor. His fingernails were digging into his palm making him wince slightly before he unclenched his fists.

"NO!" Duo moved forward and lifted Heero's chin. "We would never send you away if you didn't want to be sent. We were only discussing a possible treatment. I know that I shouldn't have told them about…" He took a deep breath. "I wanted to help you Heero… I couldn't do it myself. Quatre is smart and he knows more about these kinds of things. I only wanted to help… I'm sorry."

Duo's hands were now shaking and Heero could see that he was having a hard time trying to keep himself from crying. "I know… actually, I brought you here so I could apologize to 'you'." Duo's eyes widened in question. "I shouldn't have gotten so mad, I'm sorry. I know you were only trying to help… its just… I felt…" He couldn't get the words out, but somehow he knew Duo would understand.

Happiness flooded inside Duo. All the agony he was going through washed away as he looked at the confused boy in front of him. Suddenly he didn't care about the consequences anymore, didn't care about what would happen, Duo flung himself at Heero and hugged him.

Surprise was the first thing that went through his mind when he looked down at the boy who had his head buried in his shirt. After getting over his shock, he wrapped his arms around Duo in return. Duo's shoulders were now shaking and Heero feared for a second that he was crying. But Duo lifted his head with a big smile on his face and laughter filled the room.

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The rest of the week went by pretty well, Heero had made up with everyone. Duo and him were on a 'more than good' bases with each other. And the braided boy was still constantly flirting with Heero, not that he minded though.

No one talked about sending Heero to treatment centers after Heero had explained to Duo that the only place he wanted to be was with his friends. It was 'almost' perfect. The only downside was that Heero's dreams seemed to be getting worse. Some nights he would wake up and feel so sick that he would have to run to the bathroom to throw up. He was getting scared, he didn't know how much more he could take and not sleeping was not an option.

Duo had helped him through a lot of the nightmares. Quatre had moved another bed into Heero's room and Duo had taken it upon himself to wake Heero up if his nightmares were getting too bad. He appreciated the care, but he knew that Duo was losing a lot of sleep because of him. It was guilt all over again.

Two weeks went by and it was time for Heero to return to the hospital to get his stitches out. Duo had volunteered to take him, but he had other plans awaiting him. Someone 'mysteriously' drugged the braided boy and now he was sleeping softly back in his room. The trip back into town would make the exhausted boy even more tired and Heero wanted to give him some rest with out worrying him.

So here he was sitting next to Wufei, once again in the passenger seat of the car. The ride was mostly silent since Wufei was not much of a talker. But Heero unfortunately mentioned Wufei's sword collection and ended up having to listen to the seven different types of blades and their origins.

An hour later they finally arrived at the hospital. Wufei parked the car and was about to get out when Heero told him to stay and wait for him. He would most likely just be sitting in the waiting room while Heero was getting his stitches out anyway.

He made his way out of the car and up the ramp towards the hospital door. The bright sunlight felt good after being cooped up in a car and Heero stretched his shoulders and back while taking in the fresh air. He was so absorbed in his thoughts that he didn't even notice the short man that suddenly stepped out of the hospital door. They both ended up colliding sending papers sprawled onto the floor.

"Ah, gomen…" He looked at the doctor and recognized him to be none other than, "Dr. Wood!" The short man looked startled for a minute looking at Heero confused.

"Oh! Now I remember! How are you doing Mr. Yuy? Its been awhile since I've seen you last." He examined Heero quickly through the glasses he was wearing. "You look good! I'm glad to see you aren't getting yourself into anymore trouble."

"Aa." Deciding to help the doctor, Heero bent down and started picking up papers. One of them caught his eye, it was a bowling league advertisement. Their logo was of a bowling ball with three bowling pins behind it. The words "Champs Bowling" were in bright yellow letters circling them. He stared at it for a moment transfixed. ::Why does this seem familiar?::

His thoughts were interrupted by the doctor rambling on about something.

"Drat! I know it was here somewhere." He was searching through the papers desperately looking for something. "Oh great! I probably left it on my desk." He sighed and got up off of the floor. Heero handed him the papers and watched him go back into the hospital building.

An uneasy feeling came over him as he saw the man disappear around a corner inside. ::Why cant I remember… this familiar feeling… something important…:: He slowly made his way into the building and turned the same corner as the doctor. The doctor was now at the end of the hallway and Heero picked up his pace. Something inside of him was telling him that he should follow the doctor. And so he did.