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~"~June 5, 195 AC~
~I still don't feel good. I don't like being sick at all. I was too tired to write yesterday, Sis stayed up with me the whole night because she said I had a fever and I had to throw up a lot. She said it was the flu, but I don't know. I just feel really bad and I don't like it. My stomach hurts all the time and I'm always tired and my body hurts and I feel really dizzy if I sit up. I also get really hot, but that's just my face. The rest of my body is so cold, but Cathy says that I have to wear the T-shirt and I can only use a sheet to cover me up. She said that my fever would go down and it is, but I'm still so cold and I don't like this. I'm still waiting for a letter from my brothers, I think they might have sent one but I couldn't get up this morning except to go to the bathroom and Cathy had to go and help the manager. She says she has a show today, but she'll come and stay with me until it's her turn to go on, then she'll come back after she's done. The manager says it's all right, and he hopes I feel better soon. I do too.
Faith still doesn't want to play, but she's wagging her tail more and now she whines when I can't get up but just pet her. She sleeps on the floor by the couch, I sleep on the couch most of the day. I feel so weak and helpless, but Sis says that all I need is a lot of sleep to help me get better.
Just a minute, Cathy's computer is beeping, someone's calling..."~
Setting the journal down on the table, the Japanese youth rose from his bed with some effort, slowly making his way to the kitchenette and opening the screen. Struggling to stand, he tiredly opened the connection between the incoming call and their computer, Cathy had showed him how to. His eyes lit up and a small smile crossed his lips when he saw that it was Duo. "Hi Duo!"
Duo looked into the pale face of his friend, his smile faltering when he saw his flushed, rosy red cheeks, his form lean and weak-like. "Hey buddy. Sorry we took so long. Are you feeling okay?"
Heero nodded, taking a seat on the stool that Cathy had and leaning against the counter. "Uh huh, Cathy says that I have a fever though and the flu. I don't feel too bad, just really tired a lot and cold. Cathy says that I have to use a sheet to cover up, my fever's almost gone. It's only the afternoon, but she has a show and she left, but she says she'll be back right after she's done to come and check on me."
Duo watched Heero struggle to stay awake, yet the smile on his face told the American pilot that the call was doing him good. "Well, you get better, okay? Sorry we couldn't call sooner, the soldiers were swarming the streets and then we finally had to battle. The town is safe and the soldiers were defeated, but we had to move and lie low for a while. Everyone's okay, Trowa hurt his arm a little, though surprisingly it was his left and not his right this time. He'll be okay, it'll just hurt for a little while.
So, what's been happening in the good life?" Smirking, he listened to Heero laugh softly.
"The manager says that maybe, I can be an animal trainer but Zita, the girl with the tigers at the show, she says that Enchantress likes me a lot and seems to a lot more than her now, cause she follows me around more and listens to me too. Zita says, that I'll have to be in one of the shows and help her with her act, and when I got better, if I want to, we can practice for a show and she'll get me my costume. Everyone is really nice, but we were running late and we had to hurry and pack and leave, and we moved too. This time, we're by a really big lake and it's really pretty. Oh, and Faith and Enchantress are becoming friends, Faith likes the other tigers but sometimes they can be mean and then Chant roars and growls and steps in front of Faith and the others are nice again. Sis says that she thinks she's her baby." Yawning, he winced slightly at the stretching of his stomach muscles.
"Are you sure you're okay Heero?"
"Uh huh, my muscles are just sore. Where are the others?" Looking in the background curiously, he watched Duo smirk.
"They're in the other room, don't worry. What, getting tired of talking to me already? I see how it is..." Pretending to pout, he teased Heero.
"No, I just wanted to make sure they were all right. I'm sorry Duo.."
"Hey, don't sweat it. I was just messin' around. It's all cool. Just settle down, there's nothing to be sorry about." Laughing softly, he watched his friend with sympathetic eyes as he began to calm himself. With a sigh, he stretched his arms high above his head and looked back at the screen. "Well, you're tired and you still need to rest and get better, I'll go get someone else and let you talk to them for a while. Sorry if we scared ya with the long wait little bro." Seeing his nod, he set the laptop down a minute and went to fetch another.
Heero spent the next twenty minutes, tired and pushing himself yes, but he wanted so badly to talk to the others. They were his brothers and his friends and he was just glad everything was okay. Finishing his conversation with Trowa, the last of the four, he heard someone come up to the trailer and found it to be Cathy, a curious and worried gaze in her eyes. "Cathy's done now Trowa..." Taking a deep breath and shaking the dizziness from his vision, he found the young woman to be crossing to his side in worry and disapproval yet a small smile at hearing her brother's name.
"Okay, you go get some rest and let me talk to Sis for a little while. You get well soon and take care, all right Heero?" Trowa watched him stand with the help of his sister, worry still clearly etched across his face.
Heero leaned into Cathy, letting his now weak legs rest. "Okay Trowa. Be careful. Faith and me still miss all of you." Letting himself be led back to the couch, he collapsed upon it and after a soft and pained groan, he nearly fell to sleep instantly.
Cathy covered Heero, checking his temperature and finding that his fever would probably break within the next few hours. Crossing back over to the counter, she gave a disapproving frown at her brother's arm. "What'd you do now Trowa? I said take care."
Sighing and shaking his head, he only looked back at his sister. "We were engaged in last minute, everything-stacked-against-you battle. I was hit on my blind side at the time, the cockpit being wrecked a bit but the gundanium that fractured my arm saved my life. It's okay. How long has he been sick?"
"Since yesterday, he said he wasn't feeling too good the night before that. It's just a touch of the flu, his fever should break here pretty soon and he hasn't really been throwing up much, he's just been really tired a lot of the time. He'll be fine little brother, don't worry. You shouldn't go that long without at least sending a message, he had a few nightmares a couple of days ago, he was terrified because I couldn't tell him the honest truth about what had happened to the four of you. At least a quick hi to tell him you're all okay, even if he can't reply back to it right away." Sighing, she only began to take her hair down and placed her regular clothes on the counter.
Nodding, Trowa spoke softly. "We'll try whenever we can but that isn't a guarantee. Take care of him and tell him not to worry, we'll be fine and that he needs to get well soon. I've got to go, we've got.... things to accomplish and take care of."
Biting her lower lip, she knew what "things" they had to take care of, she called her farewell. "Be careful Trowa, all of you. Come back safe and don't go getting shot up."
"Don't worry, it's not a favorite pastime of mine. Bye Sis."
"Bye Trowa."
~"~June 5, 195 AC~
~I still don't feel good. I don't like being sick at all. I was too tired to write yesterday, Sis stayed up with me the whole night because she said I had a fever and I had to throw up a lot. She said it was the flu, but I don't know. I just feel really bad and I don't like it. My stomach hurts all the time and I'm always tired and my body hurts and I feel really dizzy if I sit up. I also get really hot, but that's just my face. The rest of my body is so cold, but Cathy says that I have to wear the T-shirt and I can only use a sheet to cover me up. She said that my fever would go down and it is, but I'm still so cold and I don't like this. I'm still waiting for a letter from my brothers, I think they might have sent one but I couldn't get up this morning except to go to the bathroom and Cathy had to go and help the manager. She says she has a show today, but she'll come and stay with me until it's her turn to go on, then she'll come back after she's done. The manager says it's all right, and he hopes I feel better soon. I do too.
Faith still doesn't want to play, but she's wagging her tail more and now she whines when I can't get up but just pet her. She sleeps on the floor by the couch, I sleep on the couch most of the day. I feel so weak and helpless, but Sis says that all I need is a lot of sleep to help me get better.
Just a minute, Cathy's computer is beeping, someone's calling..."~
Setting the journal down on the table, the Japanese youth rose from his bed with some effort, slowly making his way to the kitchenette and opening the screen. Struggling to stand, he tiredly opened the connection between the incoming call and their computer, Cathy had showed him how to. His eyes lit up and a small smile crossed his lips when he saw that it was Duo. "Hi Duo!"
Duo looked into the pale face of his friend, his smile faltering when he saw his flushed, rosy red cheeks, his form lean and weak-like. "Hey buddy. Sorry we took so long. Are you feeling okay?"
Heero nodded, taking a seat on the stool that Cathy had and leaning against the counter. "Uh huh, Cathy says that I have a fever though and the flu. I don't feel too bad, just really tired a lot and cold. Cathy says that I have to use a sheet to cover up, my fever's almost gone. It's only the afternoon, but she has a show and she left, but she says she'll be back right after she's done to come and check on me."
Duo watched Heero struggle to stay awake, yet the smile on his face told the American pilot that the call was doing him good. "Well, you get better, okay? Sorry we couldn't call sooner, the soldiers were swarming the streets and then we finally had to battle. The town is safe and the soldiers were defeated, but we had to move and lie low for a while. Everyone's okay, Trowa hurt his arm a little, though surprisingly it was his left and not his right this time. He'll be okay, it'll just hurt for a little while.
So, what's been happening in the good life?" Smirking, he listened to Heero laugh softly.
"The manager says that maybe, I can be an animal trainer but Zita, the girl with the tigers at the show, she says that Enchantress likes me a lot and seems to a lot more than her now, cause she follows me around more and listens to me too. Zita says, that I'll have to be in one of the shows and help her with her act, and when I got better, if I want to, we can practice for a show and she'll get me my costume. Everyone is really nice, but we were running late and we had to hurry and pack and leave, and we moved too. This time, we're by a really big lake and it's really pretty. Oh, and Faith and Enchantress are becoming friends, Faith likes the other tigers but sometimes they can be mean and then Chant roars and growls and steps in front of Faith and the others are nice again. Sis says that she thinks she's her baby." Yawning, he winced slightly at the stretching of his stomach muscles.
"Are you sure you're okay Heero?"
"Uh huh, my muscles are just sore. Where are the others?" Looking in the background curiously, he watched Duo smirk.
"They're in the other room, don't worry. What, getting tired of talking to me already? I see how it is..." Pretending to pout, he teased Heero.
"No, I just wanted to make sure they were all right. I'm sorry Duo.."
"Hey, don't sweat it. I was just messin' around. It's all cool. Just settle down, there's nothing to be sorry about." Laughing softly, he watched his friend with sympathetic eyes as he began to calm himself. With a sigh, he stretched his arms high above his head and looked back at the screen. "Well, you're tired and you still need to rest and get better, I'll go get someone else and let you talk to them for a while. Sorry if we scared ya with the long wait little bro." Seeing his nod, he set the laptop down a minute and went to fetch another.
Heero spent the next twenty minutes, tired and pushing himself yes, but he wanted so badly to talk to the others. They were his brothers and his friends and he was just glad everything was okay. Finishing his conversation with Trowa, the last of the four, he heard someone come up to the trailer and found it to be Cathy, a curious and worried gaze in her eyes. "Cathy's done now Trowa..." Taking a deep breath and shaking the dizziness from his vision, he found the young woman to be crossing to his side in worry and disapproval yet a small smile at hearing her brother's name.
"Okay, you go get some rest and let me talk to Sis for a little while. You get well soon and take care, all right Heero?" Trowa watched him stand with the help of his sister, worry still clearly etched across his face.
Heero leaned into Cathy, letting his now weak legs rest. "Okay Trowa. Be careful. Faith and me still miss all of you." Letting himself be led back to the couch, he collapsed upon it and after a soft and pained groan, he nearly fell to sleep instantly.
Cathy covered Heero, checking his temperature and finding that his fever would probably break within the next few hours. Crossing back over to the counter, she gave a disapproving frown at her brother's arm. "What'd you do now Trowa? I said take care."
Sighing and shaking his head, he only looked back at his sister. "We were engaged in last minute, everything-stacked-against-you battle. I was hit on my blind side at the time, the cockpit being wrecked a bit but the gundanium that fractured my arm saved my life. It's okay. How long has he been sick?"
"Since yesterday, he said he wasn't feeling too good the night before that. It's just a touch of the flu, his fever should break here pretty soon and he hasn't really been throwing up much, he's just been really tired a lot of the time. He'll be fine little brother, don't worry. You shouldn't go that long without at least sending a message, he had a few nightmares a couple of days ago, he was terrified because I couldn't tell him the honest truth about what had happened to the four of you. At least a quick hi to tell him you're all okay, even if he can't reply back to it right away." Sighing, she only began to take her hair down and placed her regular clothes on the counter.
Nodding, Trowa spoke softly. "We'll try whenever we can but that isn't a guarantee. Take care of him and tell him not to worry, we'll be fine and that he needs to get well soon. I've got to go, we've got.... things to accomplish and take care of."
Biting her lower lip, she knew what "things" they had to take care of, she called her farewell. "Be careful Trowa, all of you. Come back safe and don't go getting shot up."
"Don't worry, it's not a favorite pastime of mine. Bye Sis."
"Bye Trowa."