Alright, here you are another chapter. This story is forthwith dedicated to Foxfire, an incredible authoress, whose stories you all should read.


Umm I know it's been a month, I will try to update more often ^^* ::bows::


Disclaimer: I don't own GW . . . at all. Well I own GW merchandise, with which I settle myself with until I go to Japan and steal the rights away. Shh, don't tell anyone. ^^*


OH! and major thanks to Foxfire for posting for me!


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~*~*~ CHAPTER 3 ~*~*~


"ahem . . ."


Heero's POV


It sure was boring being dead. When he first arrived he was completely flabbergasted at his . . . condition. In fact it had taken him awhile to figure it out, he had originally thought himself captured, and this was some sort of demonic torture chamber. Well he had been half right. Demonic torture chamber was the perfect word for where he was 'resting.' He glanced down at the reason for this. A young honey blond girl, dressed in a formal, strict, uniform suit was simpering on his arm. Gaining comfort in her assassination from him. She didn't seem a bit sorry that he had been killed in the deed as well. Though here, he didn't really mourn his lost life, only his lost love.


Duo.


He couldn't help but check in on him every so often, though time seemed to move much faster here. On Earth it had been nearly two weeks since his death, while here it felt like no more than a day. He glanced down once more at the hysterical girl, he really didn't want to be here, but where else could he go? He had no dead relatives that he actually knew, no friends that had gone on before him. He knew one person who was dead, but he really doubted Treize would come to meet him. Once again he let his mind wander towards Duo.


Duo was sitting on the roof of Quatre's mansion, Trowa was talking to him but was finding himself ignored. He couldn't help but feel guilty, he knew he was the cause of Duo's pain, but Duo would move on, he was strong. He also felt bad about eliciting that promise from him, he knew it was killing Duo to have to keep it all inside, and he wouldn't mind if Duo told now, but he had no way to tell him that. Trowa was leaving, and Duo was . . . Duo was . . .


Heero leapt forward as if to stop him, 'How could he!?! How dare he?!' He was pulled back away from the image as the focus of his attention left that world.


Relena stopped her crying for a brief moment, "Heero? What's wrong? Heero?"


"Duo . . ."


"Who cares about him? He isn't here right now, I am," Her voice became commanding.


Heero looked at her in disgust, "Get off me wench!" He removed himself from her grasp and made for the 'entrance,' or at least the point at which everyone was arriving. As both of them were firmly concentrating on the other, they weren't hard pressed to locate one another.


"HEERO!" Duo screamed gleefully, as he launched himself towards his love. Unlike many of those around him, his happiness was in stark contrast to their gloom, many were content, some even satisfied, but Duo was radiating a blissful aura, that Heero couldn't help but reciprocate. "I missed you so much . . ." Duo's face was buried in his shoulder, as Heero rubbed his back comfortingly.


"I missed you too koi, but you really shouldn't have come . . . It wasn't your time," Duo looked at Heero, his face disbelieving.


"And it was your time?! When is someone being murdered their 'time?' " His face had become angry as his emotions were brought forth once more.


"Heeero! Where did you go?!" Relena's voice echoed out above the solemn clamor. Duo, upon hearing the voice, left his loves arms, and charged the blond politician. She squeaked, and ran to hide in Heero's side, her strange maneuvering put her in an awkward position. Duo easily caught her and began to strangle her, his slender fingers squeezing her neck, but you cannot kill what is already dead. Relena realized this and began gnawing on his ear, but in his fury he didn't notice the pain. After a few moments of shock, Heero waded in and tried to separate them, he did so by grabbing Duo by the collar and applying a firm kiss to his lips. Duo struggled slightly, still desiring to destroy Relena, but soon joined the kiss with enthusiasm. A loud shriek of protest was heard from the previous queen of the world. Duo paid it no mind and wrapped his arms around Heero, deepening the intense kiss. He had missed it so much these last weeks and it seemed Heero had too. A sharp pain laced it's way through his shoulder, turning Duo saw that Relena had her jaws locked in a tight bite, tears streaming down her face. Heero looked at her, repulsed, and confused.


"Duo can you tell me what's going on?" Duo was struggling to remove Relena without losing a chunk of his shoulder in the process, Heero moved to assist him.


"What?" Duo grunted as Relena was removed, and Heero held her firmly as she snarled at Duo. "Don't you know?" Heero's questioning glance was enough of an answer. Duo was about to start in on a whole new tirade, when Heero put his hand to his lips. People were worried and frightened by the display.


"Excuse me! Pardon me, coming through please get out of my way!" A tall man, and tall meaning Goliath tall, was wading through the crowd, "Oi, you, the pilots and the princess! Come here!"


Duo, Heero and Relena looked up. The man had his sites set on them and was making his way hastily towards them. He reached them and pulled them by the collar with his gargantuan arms, and dragged them out of the crowd.


"What da yer think yer doin'?!" He glared at them ferociously. "You can't scare people like that! You three are very well known and all the people around here know you! YOU SHOULDN"T BE SCARING THE HEEBIE JEEBIES OUTTA 'EM!" His voice bellowed in there faces but the people around them were oblivious to it, in fact they seemed to not even notice. "I suppose you three should come with me," His voice was resigned, and with a heavy sigh he marched off, not even looking if Heero, Duo and Relena were following. Slowly, Duo took a step in the large mans direction and the other two followed.


Duo needed to tell him what had happened, Heero had to know, so that he could give that bitch what she deserved. And if Heero wouldn't, Duo would. Either way Relena would be immolated. The large man took them down an empty corridor. It was dark and didn't seem as if everyone could see it. Heero and Duo leaned into each other, while Relena clutched her sleeves and whimpered to herself. The hallway was eerie, with no visible light source but it was filled with a quiet luminescence that only was comforting when you were safe in bed.


The giant man's stride quickened, and they began jogging to keep up. The hall was endless and the silence oppressive. Duo didn't like it, so he allowed his mind to wander, away from this silent torture.


He thought of his friends, of Quatre, Trowa and Wufei. Immediately his entire focus switched to them, it was if he was there, with them.


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Quatre's garden tools lay abandoned as he rushed to Duo's broken body. Quatre began yelling, his body trembling and exhausted. The past two weeks had been spent grieving for Heero and now Duo had . . . had . . .


Quatre's body, tired and weak collapsed on the lawn. Duo watched, worried. He hadn't meant for Quatre to react like that. He waited and no one came. Quatre still hadn't stirred, and Duo became worried, he didn't want his friend joining him, not yet. In a rush, Duo focused on Trowa. He found him, sitting in the hallway, a tired frustrated look covering his normally stoic face. Duo watched him, he showed no signs of moving and he needed too, what if Quatre was ill? Trowa had to get him. Knowing it was in vain, Duo yelled at him. Trowa needed to get to Quatre.


Trowa's head jerked up. Had he? No, he couldn't Duo was dead. He stood cautiously, looking around. Trowa was uneasy, and Duo in a spark of hope kept yelling. Trowa laughed at himself wryly, perhaps he was going insane? But decided that nothing would be lost by checking on Quatre.


Duo followed him, all the way out of the house, watching his every step. Trowa saw the abandoned tools and sped up. He saw it, two forms lying still on the ground. One to never move again. Trowa stared for a brief, horrified moment, before sitting on the ground next to Quatre. A lone attendant had heard Quatre's yelling and was coming to check it out. He saw Duo's body first and the color drained from his face. Tersely Trowa commanded him to retrieve Wufei as he hugged his lovers body closer to himself. In soft words, Trowa started talking to Quatre, who began to stir. Smartly, Trowa picked up hiss unnaturally blond Arabian and moved him away from the the traumatizing scene. The thought that Duo would kill himself had occurred to them, but as hard as they tried, they couldn't get him to open up. So they had left him alone . . . and this was the result.


Quatre's eyes opened, and he sought Trowa's. "Oh Trowa, Duo's . . . Duo . . . " Gathering Quatre in his arms he held him. He allowed one lone tear to trickle down his face. Wufei joined them, and Trowa explained quickly and quietly. Wufei went to check himself. He sat down next to them and Quatre included him in the hug, Wufei allowed it, or perhaps he never noticed as his eyes stared blankly at the sky, and slowly they too filled with tears.


Guilt swallowed Duo, it had been selfish of him to do that. They had all experienced pain and sadness, finally after the war they had been freed, but now, with Relena's hasty action, all there lives were changed. Duo watched his friends crying. How could he have done that to them? Having no physical body, there were no reactions but he was sure he would have been shaking like a leaf.


"I'M SORRY!! I DIDN'T MEAN TO HURT YOU!" Duo screamed, and they shouldn't have been able to hear him, he was dead, they weren't. But they did. As one, they turned to where Duo was observing them. In a hoarse croak, Qautre asked:


"Duo?" And then he was leaving, being pulled away, away from his friends, there grief and pain and bewilderment. Back to Heero and . . . Relena the one who had started it all.


TBC


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Alright, again sorry it took so long. I am going to start a mailing list so be sure to leave you email somewhere if you want to be on it. ^^*


Arigatous:


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~Emu