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and such. So, please enjoy.
- Title - Ashamed.
- Author - CheezePilotOfPluto99X
* Listening to T.A.T.U - All The Things She Said. Geeze, put me in the mood to write a fic for Gundam Wing*
- Chapter - One
- Title - Falling Beyond.
Laying wide awake in this dark apartment, Heero Yuy stared at the ceiling. He had his hands raised and resting behind his head. His small but muscular arms flexed with tension. "Heero...why don't you go on home and get some rest. It's been a while since you have had a good rest, right?" Duo's voice replayed in his mind.
Heero sat up quickly and rubbed his eyes. Vigorously and quick. He lowered his hands and turned his head towards the window. "Hey, I'm not one to worry about someone. But you look beaten...go home, Yuy," Wufei had said with a frown.
"I'm fine," Heero muttered through clenched teeth.
He got out of bed and walked into the bathroom. Turning the tub nozzle and looking into the mirror, he frowned. His reflection showed defined cheek bones and drowsy eyes. His skin was paler than usual and his hair was still a mess. Heero bared his teeth and punched the mirror, shattering the glass. It rained down into the sink and onto the floor. He pulled his hand out of the cabinet, blood covered it. The tub filled up and he stripped down, stepped into the tub and sat down. He laid back against the end of the tub and submerged his injured hand. It stung all the while he had it under the warm water. "Heero...I'm worried about you. Go home, you look sick," Quatre's voice bombared into his thoughts.
Heero closed his eyes and slid under the now crimson colored water. No, he wasn't doing suicide. He came back up and the water sent rivoletts down his broad shoulders and muscle defined chest. Heero got up and stepped out of the tub. He wrapped a towel around his waist and entered the bedroom again. "Heero....please don't hurt yourself," Relena had said with a worried look.
He paused in mid-step and looked at his hand. Blood still formed so he walked over to his desk. Heero pulled out a large bandage and wrapped it around his knuckles, stopping the blood from flowing. "I'm...fine," he growled.
Heero walked over to the window and rested his hands on the sill, gazing out into the dark town. "Why did I listen to them when I am fine? Am I becoming a follower? Or...am I really weakening..that can't be, and I know it myself," he said to himself.
"Go home, Heero. You're not well," Trowa said while going into the circus tent.
Heero shook his head and dropped to his knees. "I'm fine!!!!" He yelled.
~~ Two Weeks Earlier ~~
"Heero! There's a mobile suit to your left! It's c-"
"I can see it!" Heero cut Quatre off as he turned Wing Zero around.
He split an enemy mobile suit in half. Heero's breath was labored as he turned back around to block another onslaught. Trowa was beside him, holding off other mobile suits. "Heero...is something wrong?" Trowa inquired.
"No," came Heero's icy response.
Trowa raised the only visible eyebrow. A large shockwave came and the two seperated. Wing Zero darted up high into the sky, it's wings spread out widely. "Come and get it!" Duo's voice mocked in Heero's cockpit.
Deathscythe flew through the air with two mobile suits on his tail. The scythe appeared and Hell Custom turned around, splitting both suits with one clear swing. "That's how you take care of damned bogies."
Nataku( I think that's Wufei's gundam) sped through the air, landed on the ground and sent his (dragon claw looking thing?) at a mobile suit coming at him. Wing Zero came down to earth as Trowa took care of the last enemy suit. The five pilots jumped out of their cockpits. "Heero...what happened to you back there?" Quatre inquired.
Heero was silent, a shadow forming over his eyes. Trowa stepped forward and stopped when Heero suddenly glared at him. "Heero, go home. Get some rest," Trowa said.
"I'm fine," Heero said through clenched teeth.
"You look pale, man. You should really get some rest," Duo said with a frown.
"I'm not one to care, Yuy. But you do need rest...it's been a real long week," Wufei said with a sigh before turning away.
"I'm fine!!" Heero yelled at his pilots.
Duo shook his head and started to walk towards Heero. Heero quickly pushed Duo to the dirt and jumped up onto Wing Zero, entering the cockpit and taking off into the sky. "Heero is going to get hurt one of these days," Trowa muttered before walking back to his gundam.
~~ Present ~~
Heero opened his eyes. He had fallen asleep and somehow got to his bed. "What day is it?" He wondered before sitting up.
He got to his feet and dressed into blue jeans and a t-shirt. Heero walked out of his apartment and headed down the long staircase. Dropping from the second story and landing firmly on his feet, Heero set off towards a small shop on the edge of town. The ding of a bell, Heero entered the store and looked over at the owner. It was Duo.
"Ah, hello Heero," Duo said without looking up from a newspaper.
"I've been having thoughts, Duo. About the advice you guys gave me. I'm going to..."
Heero ran out of the store before Duo could react. "Heero!!!!!" He yelled.
Duo's hands trembled as he reached for the phone. "Trowa...pick up the goddamn phone!" He growled.
"H-hello?" Trowa's voice inquired on the other line.
"Trowa! He's really going to do it this time!! Get the hell over here! And I don't give a damn about it only being five in the fucking morning!"
"Alright! You don't have to get all maniac on me, I'll be right over...get the other pilots!"
Duo hung up the phone and shook his head. "There won't be enough time...I'd better just do it on my own!" He exclaimed before bursting outside and running after Heero, who was now a dot in the distance.
- To Be Continued. What is Heero going to do? Sorry this was short, but I lost my train of thought for a second. But if you like this story, please review. If you do...I shall give you chocolates and stuff! Mweheh
- Title - Ashamed.
- Author - CheezePilotOfPluto99X
* Listening to T.A.T.U - All The Things She Said. Geeze, put me in the mood to write a fic for Gundam Wing*
- Chapter - One
- Title - Falling Beyond.
Laying wide awake in this dark apartment, Heero Yuy stared at the ceiling. He had his hands raised and resting behind his head. His small but muscular arms flexed with tension. "Heero...why don't you go on home and get some rest. It's been a while since you have had a good rest, right?" Duo's voice replayed in his mind.
Heero sat up quickly and rubbed his eyes. Vigorously and quick. He lowered his hands and turned his head towards the window. "Hey, I'm not one to worry about someone. But you look beaten...go home, Yuy," Wufei had said with a frown.
"I'm fine," Heero muttered through clenched teeth.
He got out of bed and walked into the bathroom. Turning the tub nozzle and looking into the mirror, he frowned. His reflection showed defined cheek bones and drowsy eyes. His skin was paler than usual and his hair was still a mess. Heero bared his teeth and punched the mirror, shattering the glass. It rained down into the sink and onto the floor. He pulled his hand out of the cabinet, blood covered it. The tub filled up and he stripped down, stepped into the tub and sat down. He laid back against the end of the tub and submerged his injured hand. It stung all the while he had it under the warm water. "Heero...I'm worried about you. Go home, you look sick," Quatre's voice bombared into his thoughts.
Heero closed his eyes and slid under the now crimson colored water. No, he wasn't doing suicide. He came back up and the water sent rivoletts down his broad shoulders and muscle defined chest. Heero got up and stepped out of the tub. He wrapped a towel around his waist and entered the bedroom again. "Heero....please don't hurt yourself," Relena had said with a worried look.
He paused in mid-step and looked at his hand. Blood still formed so he walked over to his desk. Heero pulled out a large bandage and wrapped it around his knuckles, stopping the blood from flowing. "I'm...fine," he growled.
Heero walked over to the window and rested his hands on the sill, gazing out into the dark town. "Why did I listen to them when I am fine? Am I becoming a follower? Or...am I really weakening..that can't be, and I know it myself," he said to himself.
"Go home, Heero. You're not well," Trowa said while going into the circus tent.
Heero shook his head and dropped to his knees. "I'm fine!!!!" He yelled.
~~ Two Weeks Earlier ~~
"Heero! There's a mobile suit to your left! It's c-"
"I can see it!" Heero cut Quatre off as he turned Wing Zero around.
He split an enemy mobile suit in half. Heero's breath was labored as he turned back around to block another onslaught. Trowa was beside him, holding off other mobile suits. "Heero...is something wrong?" Trowa inquired.
"No," came Heero's icy response.
Trowa raised the only visible eyebrow. A large shockwave came and the two seperated. Wing Zero darted up high into the sky, it's wings spread out widely. "Come and get it!" Duo's voice mocked in Heero's cockpit.
Deathscythe flew through the air with two mobile suits on his tail. The scythe appeared and Hell Custom turned around, splitting both suits with one clear swing. "That's how you take care of damned bogies."
Nataku( I think that's Wufei's gundam) sped through the air, landed on the ground and sent his (dragon claw looking thing?) at a mobile suit coming at him. Wing Zero came down to earth as Trowa took care of the last enemy suit. The five pilots jumped out of their cockpits. "Heero...what happened to you back there?" Quatre inquired.
Heero was silent, a shadow forming over his eyes. Trowa stepped forward and stopped when Heero suddenly glared at him. "Heero, go home. Get some rest," Trowa said.
"I'm fine," Heero said through clenched teeth.
"You look pale, man. You should really get some rest," Duo said with a frown.
"I'm not one to care, Yuy. But you do need rest...it's been a real long week," Wufei said with a sigh before turning away.
"I'm fine!!" Heero yelled at his pilots.
Duo shook his head and started to walk towards Heero. Heero quickly pushed Duo to the dirt and jumped up onto Wing Zero, entering the cockpit and taking off into the sky. "Heero is going to get hurt one of these days," Trowa muttered before walking back to his gundam.
~~ Present ~~
Heero opened his eyes. He had fallen asleep and somehow got to his bed. "What day is it?" He wondered before sitting up.
He got to his feet and dressed into blue jeans and a t-shirt. Heero walked out of his apartment and headed down the long staircase. Dropping from the second story and landing firmly on his feet, Heero set off towards a small shop on the edge of town. The ding of a bell, Heero entered the store and looked over at the owner. It was Duo.
"Ah, hello Heero," Duo said without looking up from a newspaper.
"I've been having thoughts, Duo. About the advice you guys gave me. I'm going to..."
Heero ran out of the store before Duo could react. "Heero!!!!!" He yelled.
Duo's hands trembled as he reached for the phone. "Trowa...pick up the goddamn phone!" He growled.
"H-hello?" Trowa's voice inquired on the other line.
"Trowa! He's really going to do it this time!! Get the hell over here! And I don't give a damn about it only being five in the fucking morning!"
"Alright! You don't have to get all maniac on me, I'll be right over...get the other pilots!"
Duo hung up the phone and shook his head. "There won't be enough time...I'd better just do it on my own!" He exclaimed before bursting outside and running after Heero, who was now a dot in the distance.
- To Be Continued. What is Heero going to do? Sorry this was short, but I lost my train of thought for a second. But if you like this story, please review. If you do...I shall give you chocolates and stuff! Mweheh