I'm sorry! I haven't written in two days.. But I kinda got tired a bit and
needed a rest! And besides, I had other things to do. Well heres the long
awaited Duo! I'll be doing a lot more of Duo Sarah and Trowa because this
part of the story is drawing to an end :P Remember! I need 200 reviews!
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~~~~~Duo P.O.V~~~~~
I….I loved her.
It came to me as a shock.
After all that had happened, I had thought I could never love again.. And yet those familiar feelings are rolling back in, invading my thoughts.
After she had blubbered out all that had happened, I understood. She felt as I felt. Useless.
Both of us had lost our cheery exteriors.. But no.
As I made dinner I started thinking. Getting close to someone could only hurt me once more. Especially since she was my enemy.
I tried hard to maintain my cold expression… But started to fail as she fell asleep again as I switched on the TV.
Damn.
How did Heero do it so well?
Ugh. Why did I have to think of HIM? I was tired of caring about them.
Why care for someone whom doesn't care for you back? Waste of emotions.
But…
Why hate? I'm sure…If they had a chance.. They'd apologize…
Maybe.
I shifted my gaze to Sarah sleeping gently on the couch, her long hair undone and strewn about the blanket like a sea of honey.
She was pale, still shivering once in awhile.
Without knowing it, I soon found myself curled up beside her upon the small couch, resting my head onto her neck and closing my own eyes.. I felt so….Tired.
Tired of battling emotions like this.. Tired of all of what's happening..
I didn't even realize I had fallen asleep till a slight movement jolted me awake.
I opened my eyes to see Sarah shifting to sit up gently, looking at me with a wavering smile, "Sleepy too huh? I feel much better now. It might be your cooking." She expressed a giggle, though it didn't have it's usual cheery tone to it.
I slowly slid off the couch and stood upwards, brushing the crinkles from my shirt and just tried my best to glare at her.
"I'm going to take a bath right…It might help me even more." I watched as she struggled to stand, finally succeeding in drawing herself up and wobbly walked towards the bathroom.
I watched her vanish behind the door and slumped back into the couch.
I soon heard the sound of splattering water. A shower.
It wasn't till much later when I heard the loud thump. At first I thought nothing of it.. But then.. I wondered as if in her state of mind.. If she'd seriously try to kill herself.. I had seen her staring at the knife before.
I leapt up and rushed to the bathroom door, flinging it open to release the steam smack dab into my face. That water was way to hot.
As the steam cleared, I saw her slumped down in the tub, her head resting on the side. Only then did I see the small trickle of blood that leaked from behind the base of her head.
Taking no heed to the lack of dress in her part, I flipped off the water and wrapped my arms around her scorching hot body, due from the water. I dragged her out of the tub, and with her dripping wet, set her down in the hallway, face down.
There, I pulled away the mass of her hair and surveyed the damage. A deep gash stretched vertical across the middle of her head, from the base till halfway up. It was bleeding horribly.
I ducked back into the bathroom, pulling a towel and a washcloth. Throwing the towel over her, I knelt and applied the washcloth with added pressure upon the wound. I just sat there, pressing and pressing, trying to stop the blood.
Soon the white cloth was soaked through and I was forced to get another… And another. The blood slowed however to a small trickle and then finally to nothing. Now I set to the task of how to patch it.
Knowing her hair meant way to much to her, I did not dare to cut a spot so I could get through.. Besides.. the wound needed stitches. I did study a bit in the field of medical emergencies with my doctor..
I ran into the small hallway closet and began to rummage through, soon finding a small kit for sewing. I pulled out some black thread and a needle. The needle needed to be sterilized.
And I had no idea why I was doing this.
Still, I ran to the kitchen and started a tiny pot boiling, dropping the needle in it. Soon it had boiled for around five minutes and I fished it out only managing to burn myself a few times.
And now came the complicated part.
I kneeled down beside her, removing the cloth from her head and drawing her hair away as far as possible.
Then threading the needle with some thread, I tied a double knot at the end of a good sized piece.
Then, without hesitation, I got to work.
I dipped the needle down, poking it easily through the flesh and into the other side, pulling it taunt until they drew together. I repeated this down the entire length of it.
At the end I tied yet another knot before ducking back into the bathroom and emerging with gauze, medical type tape, and alcohol disinfectant. I swabbed the wound with the alcohol before applying gauze to it and wrapping her head slightly messily with the tape/bandage.
I then cleaned up my mess.
Now why in the hell did I just save her life?
She was my enemy… Someone I should have killed already… And yet I just saved her.
Ugh.. But…
I guess…..
I…
Love her….
Sigh…
Slowly I bent and picked her up, setting her gently back upon the couch and encasing her wet hair in her towel. I covered her up quickly before resting beside her in a chair.
I sat all that day and night that way. Not knowing why.. Only.. That I was worried.
I guess I shouldn't complain.. This girl didn't care if I was mean or not… She wouldn't push me away….. Maybe… The others would say their sorry.
I continued to sit there till I heard a rustling at the door and the twist of the lock. It was to late as I stood and turned towards the door.
The door gave a small creak as it was pushed open gently, revealing the last person on earth I would ever want to see…
Zech's…
~~~~TBC
ooooooOOOOOOoooooo Dum dum DDDDDDUUUUMMMM!!! Hehehehe Dun worry. I'll get the next chapter out fast enough so you won't have to worry! Lada dee! Remember! Please help me out by reviewing! I need 200! THANKS! Ja! :P
DISCLAIMER: ……….
~~~~~Duo P.O.V~~~~~
I….I loved her.
It came to me as a shock.
After all that had happened, I had thought I could never love again.. And yet those familiar feelings are rolling back in, invading my thoughts.
After she had blubbered out all that had happened, I understood. She felt as I felt. Useless.
Both of us had lost our cheery exteriors.. But no.
As I made dinner I started thinking. Getting close to someone could only hurt me once more. Especially since she was my enemy.
I tried hard to maintain my cold expression… But started to fail as she fell asleep again as I switched on the TV.
Damn.
How did Heero do it so well?
Ugh. Why did I have to think of HIM? I was tired of caring about them.
Why care for someone whom doesn't care for you back? Waste of emotions.
But…
Why hate? I'm sure…If they had a chance.. They'd apologize…
Maybe.
I shifted my gaze to Sarah sleeping gently on the couch, her long hair undone and strewn about the blanket like a sea of honey.
She was pale, still shivering once in awhile.
Without knowing it, I soon found myself curled up beside her upon the small couch, resting my head onto her neck and closing my own eyes.. I felt so….Tired.
Tired of battling emotions like this.. Tired of all of what's happening..
I didn't even realize I had fallen asleep till a slight movement jolted me awake.
I opened my eyes to see Sarah shifting to sit up gently, looking at me with a wavering smile, "Sleepy too huh? I feel much better now. It might be your cooking." She expressed a giggle, though it didn't have it's usual cheery tone to it.
I slowly slid off the couch and stood upwards, brushing the crinkles from my shirt and just tried my best to glare at her.
"I'm going to take a bath right…It might help me even more." I watched as she struggled to stand, finally succeeding in drawing herself up and wobbly walked towards the bathroom.
I watched her vanish behind the door and slumped back into the couch.
I soon heard the sound of splattering water. A shower.
It wasn't till much later when I heard the loud thump. At first I thought nothing of it.. But then.. I wondered as if in her state of mind.. If she'd seriously try to kill herself.. I had seen her staring at the knife before.
I leapt up and rushed to the bathroom door, flinging it open to release the steam smack dab into my face. That water was way to hot.
As the steam cleared, I saw her slumped down in the tub, her head resting on the side. Only then did I see the small trickle of blood that leaked from behind the base of her head.
Taking no heed to the lack of dress in her part, I flipped off the water and wrapped my arms around her scorching hot body, due from the water. I dragged her out of the tub, and with her dripping wet, set her down in the hallway, face down.
There, I pulled away the mass of her hair and surveyed the damage. A deep gash stretched vertical across the middle of her head, from the base till halfway up. It was bleeding horribly.
I ducked back into the bathroom, pulling a towel and a washcloth. Throwing the towel over her, I knelt and applied the washcloth with added pressure upon the wound. I just sat there, pressing and pressing, trying to stop the blood.
Soon the white cloth was soaked through and I was forced to get another… And another. The blood slowed however to a small trickle and then finally to nothing. Now I set to the task of how to patch it.
Knowing her hair meant way to much to her, I did not dare to cut a spot so I could get through.. Besides.. the wound needed stitches. I did study a bit in the field of medical emergencies with my doctor..
I ran into the small hallway closet and began to rummage through, soon finding a small kit for sewing. I pulled out some black thread and a needle. The needle needed to be sterilized.
And I had no idea why I was doing this.
Still, I ran to the kitchen and started a tiny pot boiling, dropping the needle in it. Soon it had boiled for around five minutes and I fished it out only managing to burn myself a few times.
And now came the complicated part.
I kneeled down beside her, removing the cloth from her head and drawing her hair away as far as possible.
Then threading the needle with some thread, I tied a double knot at the end of a good sized piece.
Then, without hesitation, I got to work.
I dipped the needle down, poking it easily through the flesh and into the other side, pulling it taunt until they drew together. I repeated this down the entire length of it.
At the end I tied yet another knot before ducking back into the bathroom and emerging with gauze, medical type tape, and alcohol disinfectant. I swabbed the wound with the alcohol before applying gauze to it and wrapping her head slightly messily with the tape/bandage.
I then cleaned up my mess.
Now why in the hell did I just save her life?
She was my enemy… Someone I should have killed already… And yet I just saved her.
Ugh.. But…
I guess…..
I…
Love her….
Sigh…
Slowly I bent and picked her up, setting her gently back upon the couch and encasing her wet hair in her towel. I covered her up quickly before resting beside her in a chair.
I sat all that day and night that way. Not knowing why.. Only.. That I was worried.
I guess I shouldn't complain.. This girl didn't care if I was mean or not… She wouldn't push me away….. Maybe… The others would say their sorry.
I continued to sit there till I heard a rustling at the door and the twist of the lock. It was to late as I stood and turned towards the door.
The door gave a small creak as it was pushed open gently, revealing the last person on earth I would ever want to see…
Zech's…
~~~~TBC
ooooooOOOOOOoooooo Dum dum DDDDDDUUUUMMMM!!! Hehehehe Dun worry. I'll get the next chapter out fast enough so you won't have to worry! Lada dee! Remember! Please help me out by reviewing! I need 200! THANKS! Ja! :P