Gundams With Wings

Part Five
By Lady AngelFiren

PART FIVE

/Thoughts/
telepathy
"Speech"

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"Duo!" Heero frantically tried to wake the fallen boy, who was unresponsive. He knelt by the crumpled figure's side, checking immediately for a pulse and breathing. Both normal, thank God. However the white-winged pilot was far from being consoled simply knowing his friend was alive, what had happened?
What's wrong Duo, wake up! Wake up!
The braided pilot was sprawled on his side, the wing under him bent up at a dangerous angle, the other was folded over forwards, but it looked unharmed. Heero was taken by concern for his friend and basically forgot any and all first aid he knew. There wasn't much he could do anyhow, as the unresponsive boy was seemingly fine, only unconscious.
He lay there for a minute or so before Duo began to stir. First his breathing quickened to the point of hyperventilation, and he abruptly sat up, tears streaming down his face. It was obvious that he was making a conscious effort to slow his ragged gasps, lips pursed, brow furrowed in a dark guise. When he was calm enough to speak he began to cry out in pain and fear.
"Oh God, Oh God, OhGod,OhGodOhGod Oh Owww! Holy Fuck Owww!!"
Heero immediately tried to find out from him what the hurt was, but he already knew; Duo had broken his left wing, badly. It hung limp at his side, although the base was unharmed, it was the thick bone further up that was cracked in half, swelling visible even in the darkness and under a thick sweep of black feathers. The American was swaying in and out of consciousness it seemed, as he would scream, then slouch his eyes closing for a few brief moments, then he would begin screaming again. His voice was already hoarse, even after such a short while, and he began to breathe heavily once more.
Heero took Duo's hand and squeezed it as hard as he could without breaking it. He took the terrorized boy's chin in his grip and forced him to look into his eyes. In a very calm but authoritative voice he said, "Now Duo, you passed out and had a bad fall. I think you broke your left wing, but you have to stay conscious for me to fix it, Ok?"
Duo bit his lip and nodded like a child. Ok Hee-chan. But please make it go away, it really hurts.
I know tenchi, I can feel your pain. I'll see what I can do, don't try to move.
Heero, letting go of Duo's hand, regarded the injury swathed in pale moonlight. Definitely a serious compound fracture. He closed his eyes and reached out with his mind, touching the injury and wrapping all around it.
/Well, if I can't fix it, I could at least ease the pian./ He told his inner power to do whatever it could to make the pain easier, make his Duo healthy once more, and then he knew what he had to do. He could heal it, using his own power, which seemed to be excessive compared to what his friend's was, even when he had been healthy. Concentrating severely, he opened his eyes curiously when Duo gasped and a tingle rushed through him. His hands were glowing a silvery-blue,and white light, and a shivering ball of energy rest in each palm.
/Well I did say I had to use personal power, but this is just weird,/ he thought nervously, but sent the force into Duo's injured wing and focussed on gathering more of the tingly, fiery white light and hurling it into the rapidly diminishing pain again and again, until he saw the limb actually move back to a normal shape and the swelling flowed away. He stopped at a childish giggle from his patient.
"That TICKLES! How'd you fix it Hee-chan? It doesn't even hurt! He turned around capturing Heero in silky black feathers and even softer velvet lips, pulling close and stroking the dark, tousled hair on his head. Thank you, he 'pathed silently, but then he pulled gently away and looked across the meadow.
Heero, still uncomfortable with the darkness became tense and alert. He didn't sense anything but…
What is it Duo?
Its nothing just my…when I passed out, I had a dream, or something. Actually, it was more like a premonition, I had another one when we were flying here and I had falllen asleep, but I thought it was a dream.
Premonition? As in you saw the future?
Yeah.
What'd you see?
Duo closed his eyes and bowed his head. Heero could feel his angst and his unhappiness, but did not see the tears spilling silently from the other boy's eyes.
Duo, its Ok, what was it? he said in his most soothing tone.
With a sniffle and a little sob, Duo gripped Heero's palms in his own and said, "This is what I saw!"
Heero felt and saw the scene, rushing past him; Duo's serenety, the interest in his surroundings, and then the window bursting inward. Finally he saw the swirling colours and the deep crimson which seemed to linger, even when he was released from the terrifying grip of realistic vision.
OmiGod! Heero sucked in a breath and broke the contact, ending the torrent of images that assaulted his mind.
Heero, I'm scared. I don't want to die, not like that, not now that I know its coming… Tell me I'm wrong, that I didn't see that, please…
Duo broke into sobs, wrapping his arms around Heero and crying into his chest. His back rocked up and down with each rough breath and Heero felt the fear running through him, nearly bringing them both to a state of paralysis. He tried to comfort the boy, stroking his back and the braid running between his wings. He aslo used his own wings to caress Duo's, which shook along with his sobs, but to no avail.
Duo cried for an hour against Heero, mumbling about various things. He told him about the dreams he'd had about this, the wings and the forest, etc… and about how he'd liked Heero for so long, and was beyond happy to be here with him, but he knew it'd never last.
"Everyone I ever loved is dead Heero, and If you don't die on me, then I'll die on you- I even saw it- and-"
A fresh rain of tears and sobbing interrupted him. He went on to talk about his past; how he'd grown up on the streets of a poor, dirty colony, but was taken to an orphanage, and how all the people he loved there were dead, just like his street friends had died before that, and even earlier, his parents.
He grew really hysterical at one point and began hyperventilating so badly that he almost passed out, but calmed himself and sniffled sadly.
Finally, after pouring out all his troubles his breathing began to slow and deepen, and only the occasional sob or sniffle interrupted his concentration on calm. Eventually sleep overtook him and although he awoke every once in awhile, frightened and near tears, he managed to fall deep enough into slumber that Heero was able to lay him on the soft grass. The white-winged pilot lay beside, draping them both in a thick, warm blanket of silvery feathers.

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A few hours later Duo woke feeling a little better, despite the nightmares he'd been having. He judged that there were roughly three hours left before the first lights of dawn peeked into view.
Careful not to wake his sleeping companion, he eased himself out from under the warmth of Heero's outstretched wing and got to his feet. The place where he'd broken his own limb was a little stiff, and he figured that using it would get the blood flowing and make him feel better, even though he had fallen from the sky only hours before. A few minutes after found him soaring gracefully through the air, fearless once more. Upon learning all the little nuances and tricks of flight, Duo gave his rambling mind some attention, thinking over everything that'd happened in the last two days.
/It all started when I told Heero off and punched him in the face. Then he beat the shit out of his dorm, and I ended up giving him stitches.
Ewwww! I am so not a doctor!
Then he brushed my hair out. God! I never would have believed he could be so gentle! And he heard me writing aloud in my diary, that was embarrassing.
Oh, while I'm on not believing stuff, get this; I'm presently flying on my very own wings, and I now have telepathic abilities. Oh, and freaky premonitions too! Aren't I lucky? Hee-chan's also got wings and thought-speech, as well as being an empath and a healer. He doesn't like the dark, but I love it more than ever! It should seem really weird, I mean most of this has happened in the last twenty-four hours, but I feel more normal than ever!
Ok, its not like I was exactly normal before this, I'm still Shinigami!/
Duo had wandered a little far from the meadow in his thoughts, so he veered in a wide, lazy turn and swept beck towards his companion, who turned out to be fast asleep, curled in an adorable little ball, his head buried somewhere under a pile of pristine feathers. Duo didn't want to wake him, but figured he'd better so they could get back.
/Hey, won't it surprise him if I figure out how to conceal my wings before he wakes up?/
Deciding on this course of action, the braided pilot sat in the grass and took some slow, deep breaths. When he was calm enough, he visualized his wings and body as light and energy, and tried to draw the energy of his wings into that of his body. Silently, muscles and feathers disappeared and the long bones *schwooped* inward, leaving Duo cold and not really able to see in the meadow's darkness. He jumped when a warm hand clamped onto his shoulder, human ears having failed to detect the faint rustling which betrayed Heero's movements behind him.
"Heero?" he asked, turning.
Yes baka, oi, how'd you do that? Heero's tone was light and energetic. Duo grinned broadly and explained to him how to conceal his wings, both boys practicing the technique by releasing and confining their feathery mounts until each had mastered the simple action.
They made their way back to the lake and discovered a small problem.
"We both don't have shirts!" Duo exclaimed.
Yeah, that's not gonna look too good.
"I guess we'll have to go for a stealth attack to get into the dorms. Let's leave now, no one's up, you know, most people are sleeping at the crack of dawn, not flying around the forest with their boyfriend."
They began to leave the clearing, walking at an easy pace, but still fast enough to get them quickly back to school.
Boyfriend?
"Well, I could'a said very close friend who enjoys a good game of tonsil hockey, but I just said boyfriend, 'cause that works too."
Ok, what do we tell Trowa, Wufei and Quatre?
"Nothing, if they ask then we'll spill, I mean q-man and Trowa are obviously involved and Wu's Wu. He'll have a nosebleed or whatever, then he'll be cool. But I don't think that we should tell anyone, including them, about everything that's happened since yesterday. Also, I noticed that you've been using telepathy almost constantly, you should try to speak aloud so everyone can hear you, not just me."
"Ok, let's go."
By now, the pair was out of the forest back onto the street, and they began walking towards the school. Duo was excited and a little antsy, he chattered about nothing, returning to his casual, easy persona. Inside he felt his giddy energy bouncing around as if it were a tangible, palpable type of thing.
"God, all I want to do is pop my wings and fly away, don't you? I can feel it inside, and it wants out! Actually, it makes me horny!" the braided boy grinned into Heero's face and put an arm around his waist. Stealing a little kiss from his lips he whispered loudly to him, "I bet we'll have time, you know, before classes…"
"Duo, control yourself, don't you think I have the same thing? We really don't have the time, we have to get back. I will no let you seduce me on the side of the road!"
"Fine, your loss," he replied laughingly and traced a line from the Japanese boy's belly up to his lips with one teasing fingertip, before withdrawing himself from his companion.

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