The Ghost of Duo Part 9 This version by Buzz-Chan
Thank you all again for submitting your reviews! I love reading them. I did figure I could give a small explanation as to why my chapters are so short though since it was brought up. I wrote this as an answer to a challenge on a mailing list I'm a member of. I wrote something to send out just about every week (at least that's what I tried for). Anyway, since I was in school and had homework *grumbles* I didn't have a lot of time to sit and write lengthy chapters.unfortunately. But I do agree that my chapters are too short..Anyway, I hope you all enjoy!
Disclaimer: Still don't own 'em.
Heero stood and stared at the recently shut door. She had just left him, just walked out on him without an answer. How could she do that? Just leave him there helpless in his misery for his lost love. Heero's mind was racing rapidly. Should he follow her or should he just go home? Go home and give up. Just leave this place behind. It was full of such horrible memories, yet.....there were those memories. The ones so sweet that they would make even the Sugar-Plum fairy's sweet tooth ache. The ones of his Duo. Of the bright smile that always shone from his gorgeous face.
No, there was no way he could just leave like that. He was there to the end. A cool breeze caressed Heero's face as if to tell him everything was all right. Just a little reassurance from your friendly neighborhood ghost. Heero almost laughed to himself. Almost. Heero sighed. He knew he couldn't talk to Lady V either. He had almost killed her and hadn't even thought twice about it until.... Oh Duo. You were always like that. I would have killed her just to get you back but you wouldn't allow that. That's what I've always loved about you. Your heart is just too big.
The man left the house with more questions than he had had when he had entered it. That séance was suppose to be the end of Heero's troubles but it had only brought more for him to worry about. Just who *had* sent that supposed mission? Who wanted Duo dead that badly? Of course, there was Oz, but even they couldn't be that underhanded....could they? No, Treize had too much self-respect for that and so did Zechs. Besides, they had no personal beef with Duo. So, was there a new enemy? A new force looking to conquer the world or, worse yet, blow it up? But wouldn't they have made another move? It had been four years since Duo's death and the second option just wasn't possible.
Then there was the fact that few people actually knew Heero's e- mail. Its not likely they would have guessed it. Pinkfuzzybunnies@love.com just isn't an e-mail you would think the Perfect Soldier would have. So that left one option open. Some one on the inside had done it. But that still left the question of whom. Duo didn't have any enemies that Heero knew of. He was the clown that everyone loved. So why would one of them want him dead? Sure, Relena had a reason but she didn't have enough brains to pull it off. Plus, she wasn't on the 'inside' enough to have his e-mail address. The other women didn't have his address either. They probably would have thought it was 'cute' or something, so they were out too.
The scientists all loved Duo too. They also needed him so they wouldn't have killed Duo off. That only left the other Gundam pilots. Trowa, Quatre, and Wufei. What would be their motives? Trowa was always the strong silent type. Quatre was too peace loving. Wufei had too much honor to do something so underhanded.
"You bastard," Heero said under his breath when he reached his motel room. He knew who it was. It just became all too obvious. The e-mails, the phone calls. He was trying too damn hard for it not to be him.
The figure had followed Heero back to the motel. They made sure to stay shrouded in darkness. No need to let Heero know he was being tailed, at least not yet.
Heero laid on the rock that was suppose to be a bed knowing he wouldn't get any sleep. It was approaching 8 o'clock in the morning as it was and the sun was right outside the window. Stupid clerk giving me this room. If I didn't know better... Heero let the thought trail off. He had more important things to think about, like how he was going to avenge Duo's death for instance.
"Well, there are knives, and ropes, and of course, my gun. But that scum isn't worth such a quick easy death. No, his should be slow and painful," Heero rolled over onto his stomach. He reached down to the floor where he had thrown his bag and pulled out his laptop. Plugging it in, Heero pulled up his inbox.
"Hm, 2 messages," Heero clicked on the little CHECK MAIL. As his mail came up, Heero's eyes filled with rage. He couldn't bare to look at the sender name any more. The same person. That person Heero had sworn he would kill.
The black laptop flew through the air with such unbelievable ease that Heero had barely realized that he had been the one to fling it across the room. It smashed against the wall and pieces scattered about the room. Heero took deep heavy breaths, trying to calm himself. His blood ran hot and he was certain a vein could be seen on his forehead while his face turned red with anger. How dare he call himself my friend!? How dare he e- mail me or even talk to me for that matter!?! Not after what he did to me! After what he did to Duo! He will pay!
He continued to stand there, staring at the broken pieces of his laptop. They just laid there as if that was where they were suppose to be. Like that was their place in the world. And who knows, maybe it was. All that mattered to Heero was that he had killed his lover without cause. All because of that....that inhuman scum. And now it was time for payback. It was time for him to die.
"I swear on Duo's grave, I will kill you," Heero stared a moment longer and then walked out of the room without his bag, and without locking the door. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ End Pt 9
Thank you all again for submitting your reviews! I love reading them. I did figure I could give a small explanation as to why my chapters are so short though since it was brought up. I wrote this as an answer to a challenge on a mailing list I'm a member of. I wrote something to send out just about every week (at least that's what I tried for). Anyway, since I was in school and had homework *grumbles* I didn't have a lot of time to sit and write lengthy chapters.unfortunately. But I do agree that my chapters are too short..Anyway, I hope you all enjoy!
Disclaimer: Still don't own 'em.
Heero stood and stared at the recently shut door. She had just left him, just walked out on him without an answer. How could she do that? Just leave him there helpless in his misery for his lost love. Heero's mind was racing rapidly. Should he follow her or should he just go home? Go home and give up. Just leave this place behind. It was full of such horrible memories, yet.....there were those memories. The ones so sweet that they would make even the Sugar-Plum fairy's sweet tooth ache. The ones of his Duo. Of the bright smile that always shone from his gorgeous face.
No, there was no way he could just leave like that. He was there to the end. A cool breeze caressed Heero's face as if to tell him everything was all right. Just a little reassurance from your friendly neighborhood ghost. Heero almost laughed to himself. Almost. Heero sighed. He knew he couldn't talk to Lady V either. He had almost killed her and hadn't even thought twice about it until.... Oh Duo. You were always like that. I would have killed her just to get you back but you wouldn't allow that. That's what I've always loved about you. Your heart is just too big.
The man left the house with more questions than he had had when he had entered it. That séance was suppose to be the end of Heero's troubles but it had only brought more for him to worry about. Just who *had* sent that supposed mission? Who wanted Duo dead that badly? Of course, there was Oz, but even they couldn't be that underhanded....could they? No, Treize had too much self-respect for that and so did Zechs. Besides, they had no personal beef with Duo. So, was there a new enemy? A new force looking to conquer the world or, worse yet, blow it up? But wouldn't they have made another move? It had been four years since Duo's death and the second option just wasn't possible.
Then there was the fact that few people actually knew Heero's e- mail. Its not likely they would have guessed it. Pinkfuzzybunnies@love.com just isn't an e-mail you would think the Perfect Soldier would have. So that left one option open. Some one on the inside had done it. But that still left the question of whom. Duo didn't have any enemies that Heero knew of. He was the clown that everyone loved. So why would one of them want him dead? Sure, Relena had a reason but she didn't have enough brains to pull it off. Plus, she wasn't on the 'inside' enough to have his e-mail address. The other women didn't have his address either. They probably would have thought it was 'cute' or something, so they were out too.
The scientists all loved Duo too. They also needed him so they wouldn't have killed Duo off. That only left the other Gundam pilots. Trowa, Quatre, and Wufei. What would be their motives? Trowa was always the strong silent type. Quatre was too peace loving. Wufei had too much honor to do something so underhanded.
"You bastard," Heero said under his breath when he reached his motel room. He knew who it was. It just became all too obvious. The e-mails, the phone calls. He was trying too damn hard for it not to be him.
The figure had followed Heero back to the motel. They made sure to stay shrouded in darkness. No need to let Heero know he was being tailed, at least not yet.
Heero laid on the rock that was suppose to be a bed knowing he wouldn't get any sleep. It was approaching 8 o'clock in the morning as it was and the sun was right outside the window. Stupid clerk giving me this room. If I didn't know better... Heero let the thought trail off. He had more important things to think about, like how he was going to avenge Duo's death for instance.
"Well, there are knives, and ropes, and of course, my gun. But that scum isn't worth such a quick easy death. No, his should be slow and painful," Heero rolled over onto his stomach. He reached down to the floor where he had thrown his bag and pulled out his laptop. Plugging it in, Heero pulled up his inbox.
"Hm, 2 messages," Heero clicked on the little CHECK MAIL. As his mail came up, Heero's eyes filled with rage. He couldn't bare to look at the sender name any more. The same person. That person Heero had sworn he would kill.
The black laptop flew through the air with such unbelievable ease that Heero had barely realized that he had been the one to fling it across the room. It smashed against the wall and pieces scattered about the room. Heero took deep heavy breaths, trying to calm himself. His blood ran hot and he was certain a vein could be seen on his forehead while his face turned red with anger. How dare he call himself my friend!? How dare he e- mail me or even talk to me for that matter!?! Not after what he did to me! After what he did to Duo! He will pay!
He continued to stand there, staring at the broken pieces of his laptop. They just laid there as if that was where they were suppose to be. Like that was their place in the world. And who knows, maybe it was. All that mattered to Heero was that he had killed his lover without cause. All because of that....that inhuman scum. And now it was time for payback. It was time for him to die.
"I swear on Duo's grave, I will kill you," Heero stared a moment longer and then walked out of the room without his bag, and without locking the door. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ End Pt 9