~ Disclaimer ~ I don't own Gundam Wing nor do I own the characters. So,
yeah. Don't flame me or anything. Heh.
- Title - Ashamed.
- Author - CheezePilotOfPluto99X
= Hehe, I don't think in da club'll be a good song to listen to while writing this.=
- Chapter - Two
- Title - Saving Heero.
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Heero tripped and fell to the gravel dirt. He rolled over and stared up at the sky for a moment before sitting up. He spotted Duo running towards him and he quickly got to his feet, running the opposite way. His pistol in hand, trembling. Duo felt the now growing fatigue in his muscles, he hadn't been doing anything athletic for a while and it finally showed. He pushed himself anyways. A large boom came from above, a gundam flew overhead. Its' white wings spread out wide. "Oh! Shit!" Duo yelled.
Wing Zero landed infront of Heero and he climbed up into the cockpit. He closed the door and grabbed the controls, glaring at Duo. "Get away, Duo!" He ordered.
Duo stood about ten feet away. His braid uplifted by the breeze Wing Zero had made, then it fell lamely on his shoulder. "What the hell do you think you are doing!?" Duo inquired furiously.
Heero shook his head slowly. "You wouldn't ever understand, Duo. You weren't there."
"Where?"
"......"
"Heero! I want to help you!"
"I don't need help."
Duo spread his arms out. "Then if you don't need help...you'll have to fight me to prove it."
Hell Custom appeared from the clouds and landed behind Duo, kneeling down with its' hand set on the dusty ground. Duo jumped onto the palm and was lifted into the cockpit. "Duo," Heero's voice said with a warning tone.
"You need help! I'm not going to lay down like a dog and not help you out. You are my fellow pilot and friend!" Duo snapped.
"I'm no ones friend, Duo."
"You helped us out in the missions! You backed us up! That's a friend!"
Wing Zero stepped forward. Unsheathing the blade from it's holder. "Don't make me do this Duo. But if you push me...I will kill you."
"If you push me...I'll kill you before you even touch me, Heero."
Heero's eyes widened and quickly dimmed. Wing Zero shot forward and the blade was blocked by Hell Custom's scythe. The two exchanged blows, both with so much power that the weapons sizzled with smoke. Wing Zero knocked Hell Custom to the dirt and held the blade to the cockpit door. "Duo...don't follow me anymore," Heero said with an icey voice before Wing Zero quickly flew away.
Hell Custom jumped up. "HEERO!!!!!" Duo screamed.
"Duo..where's Heero?" Trowa's voice inquired.
Hell Custom turned around and Trowa was standing on the ground. "He's gone...DAMNIT!!! I could have saved him, Trowa!!"
Trowa frowned and Duo jumped down from Hell Custom. He dropped to his knees and sent his fists to the dirt. Tears dropped from his eyes. "DAMNIT!!!!!" He yelled.
Wing Zero floated in space, motionless. Even Heero was silent, his eyes dimmed and dark. His left arm twitched before he came out of his silence. "No one cares....it's a fraud...," he mumbled as he looked around space.
"Life is worth living only when you are dead...no one cares for each other, there is always a way someone is using the other. Damn frauds...."
Wing Zero turned towards the colonies. Which were now fragments of a once known dream. Dr.J was dead, Heero didn't care all too much about it. He leaned his head back, closing his eyes slowly before dozing off.
"Heero...."
Heero opened his eyes, a rain of shooting stars lit up his gundam. He smiled inwardly, closing his eyes once again.
"Heero...I can't wait..."
"You can wait," Heero's voice replied.
"But, Heero. I want you here."
"Just wait."
"Hee-"
"I-"
Heero opened his eyes, a single tear running down his right cheek. It floated inside his cockpit, he ignored it and sent Wing Zero back to Earth. "You waited long enough...," he said before finally falling into a deep sleep.
"Heero...I've waited so long."
The cockpit opened and Heero stepped out, his unruly hair tossled more by the breeze. He jumped down and sent Wing Zero away. He strode through the wreckage, his pistol in hand. This place, this old town. His hand began to tremble as he neared a tombstone. A gundanium part was sticking out of the ground, black chalk marked it with words. Heero nelt beside it and his lips formed a sly smile. "You've waited long enough....old friend," he muttered.
He raised the pistol to his right temple. Slowly putting pressure on the trigger.
"Heero!" Duo's voice cried.
Heero leered around, anger building up inside. Duo ran towards him, when he was only a foot away Heero got up and blindsided him with his fist. Duo fell to the dirt, as the cloud of dust cleared Heero had the gun pointed inbetween Duo's eyes. "Are you prepared to die?" Heero inquired.
Duo shook his head and looked over at the gundanium part. "Heero Yuy....died here. On the anniversary of his birth," Duo read.
Heero flinched and unlocked the safety lock. Duo looked up at Heero. "You're going to shoot yourself on your birthday?"
"Life is meaningless, Duo," Heero muttered as he slowly began to pull the trigger.
"Hey! Kid! Watch out!" A loud yell rang through the air.
Time seemed to slow down as another gunshot sounded, Heero jerked to the side. Duo, shocked, sat there. His mouth wide open as the pistol fell from Heero's grasp. "Ja....ne....," Heero muttered before he hit the dirt.
"HEERO!!! YOU BASTARDS!" Duo screamed.
He stood up and picked the gun up off the dirt floor, raised it and pointed it at the other gunman. It was Trowa. "....I....," was all Trowa could manage.
"Trowa...but...but why!!!???" Duo inquired as he marched over to Trowa.
He grabbed a fistfull of Trowa's shirt collar, glared into his eyes and tears formed. "He....HE WAS ONLY A KID!!!!" Duo shouted.
"He would have done it to himself anyways!....why let him suffer...why hold him back...why keep him angry and boiling inside?! He wanted to DIE!" Trowa exclaimed.
Duo punched Trowa and turned to Heero's body. Tears slid down his cheeks as he slowly made his way to where Heero laid. "He was only...fifteen....he was the same as us!"
Blood covered the ground from the wound in Heero's chest. It had hit his heart straight on, bursting it on impact.
Duo buried Heero by the tombstone he(Heero) had made himself. "Rest in peace...at last....buddy," Duo murmered before turning away.
Trowa paid his last respects and left, following behind Duo. Heero had been saved, Trowa thought, but not in the best way.
-- The End.~~ u_u;; sad...
- Title - Ashamed.
- Author - CheezePilotOfPluto99X
= Hehe, I don't think in da club'll be a good song to listen to while writing this.=
- Chapter - Two
- Title - Saving Heero.
======
Heero tripped and fell to the gravel dirt. He rolled over and stared up at the sky for a moment before sitting up. He spotted Duo running towards him and he quickly got to his feet, running the opposite way. His pistol in hand, trembling. Duo felt the now growing fatigue in his muscles, he hadn't been doing anything athletic for a while and it finally showed. He pushed himself anyways. A large boom came from above, a gundam flew overhead. Its' white wings spread out wide. "Oh! Shit!" Duo yelled.
Wing Zero landed infront of Heero and he climbed up into the cockpit. He closed the door and grabbed the controls, glaring at Duo. "Get away, Duo!" He ordered.
Duo stood about ten feet away. His braid uplifted by the breeze Wing Zero had made, then it fell lamely on his shoulder. "What the hell do you think you are doing!?" Duo inquired furiously.
Heero shook his head slowly. "You wouldn't ever understand, Duo. You weren't there."
"Where?"
"......"
"Heero! I want to help you!"
"I don't need help."
Duo spread his arms out. "Then if you don't need help...you'll have to fight me to prove it."
Hell Custom appeared from the clouds and landed behind Duo, kneeling down with its' hand set on the dusty ground. Duo jumped onto the palm and was lifted into the cockpit. "Duo," Heero's voice said with a warning tone.
"You need help! I'm not going to lay down like a dog and not help you out. You are my fellow pilot and friend!" Duo snapped.
"I'm no ones friend, Duo."
"You helped us out in the missions! You backed us up! That's a friend!"
Wing Zero stepped forward. Unsheathing the blade from it's holder. "Don't make me do this Duo. But if you push me...I will kill you."
"If you push me...I'll kill you before you even touch me, Heero."
Heero's eyes widened and quickly dimmed. Wing Zero shot forward and the blade was blocked by Hell Custom's scythe. The two exchanged blows, both with so much power that the weapons sizzled with smoke. Wing Zero knocked Hell Custom to the dirt and held the blade to the cockpit door. "Duo...don't follow me anymore," Heero said with an icey voice before Wing Zero quickly flew away.
Hell Custom jumped up. "HEERO!!!!!" Duo screamed.
"Duo..where's Heero?" Trowa's voice inquired.
Hell Custom turned around and Trowa was standing on the ground. "He's gone...DAMNIT!!! I could have saved him, Trowa!!"
Trowa frowned and Duo jumped down from Hell Custom. He dropped to his knees and sent his fists to the dirt. Tears dropped from his eyes. "DAMNIT!!!!!" He yelled.
Wing Zero floated in space, motionless. Even Heero was silent, his eyes dimmed and dark. His left arm twitched before he came out of his silence. "No one cares....it's a fraud...," he mumbled as he looked around space.
"Life is worth living only when you are dead...no one cares for each other, there is always a way someone is using the other. Damn frauds...."
Wing Zero turned towards the colonies. Which were now fragments of a once known dream. Dr.J was dead, Heero didn't care all too much about it. He leaned his head back, closing his eyes slowly before dozing off.
"Heero...."
Heero opened his eyes, a rain of shooting stars lit up his gundam. He smiled inwardly, closing his eyes once again.
"Heero...I can't wait..."
"You can wait," Heero's voice replied.
"But, Heero. I want you here."
"Just wait."
"Hee-"
"I-"
Heero opened his eyes, a single tear running down his right cheek. It floated inside his cockpit, he ignored it and sent Wing Zero back to Earth. "You waited long enough...," he said before finally falling into a deep sleep.
"Heero...I've waited so long."
The cockpit opened and Heero stepped out, his unruly hair tossled more by the breeze. He jumped down and sent Wing Zero away. He strode through the wreckage, his pistol in hand. This place, this old town. His hand began to tremble as he neared a tombstone. A gundanium part was sticking out of the ground, black chalk marked it with words. Heero nelt beside it and his lips formed a sly smile. "You've waited long enough....old friend," he muttered.
He raised the pistol to his right temple. Slowly putting pressure on the trigger.
"Heero!" Duo's voice cried.
Heero leered around, anger building up inside. Duo ran towards him, when he was only a foot away Heero got up and blindsided him with his fist. Duo fell to the dirt, as the cloud of dust cleared Heero had the gun pointed inbetween Duo's eyes. "Are you prepared to die?" Heero inquired.
Duo shook his head and looked over at the gundanium part. "Heero Yuy....died here. On the anniversary of his birth," Duo read.
Heero flinched and unlocked the safety lock. Duo looked up at Heero. "You're going to shoot yourself on your birthday?"
"Life is meaningless, Duo," Heero muttered as he slowly began to pull the trigger.
"Hey! Kid! Watch out!" A loud yell rang through the air.
Time seemed to slow down as another gunshot sounded, Heero jerked to the side. Duo, shocked, sat there. His mouth wide open as the pistol fell from Heero's grasp. "Ja....ne....," Heero muttered before he hit the dirt.
"HEERO!!! YOU BASTARDS!" Duo screamed.
He stood up and picked the gun up off the dirt floor, raised it and pointed it at the other gunman. It was Trowa. "....I....," was all Trowa could manage.
"Trowa...but...but why!!!???" Duo inquired as he marched over to Trowa.
He grabbed a fistfull of Trowa's shirt collar, glared into his eyes and tears formed. "He....HE WAS ONLY A KID!!!!" Duo shouted.
"He would have done it to himself anyways!....why let him suffer...why hold him back...why keep him angry and boiling inside?! He wanted to DIE!" Trowa exclaimed.
Duo punched Trowa and turned to Heero's body. Tears slid down his cheeks as he slowly made his way to where Heero laid. "He was only...fifteen....he was the same as us!"
Blood covered the ground from the wound in Heero's chest. It had hit his heart straight on, bursting it on impact.
Duo buried Heero by the tombstone he(Heero) had made himself. "Rest in peace...at last....buddy," Duo murmered before turning away.
Trowa paid his last respects and left, following behind Duo. Heero had been saved, Trowa thought, but not in the best way.
-- The End.~~ u_u;; sad...