Heero saw the look. It never left him. He was just laying there on the bed, not moving at all. Not that he was actually able to anyway. But he saw it. Duo's eyes were just looking at him, still filled with the life that the boy was famous for, but with another spark in it. One that was familiar to him but he couldn't quite put his finger on it. But there _was_ one thing in those eyes that he recognized. Sadness. Anger. Revenge.
But there was definitely something else, and Heero swore he would find out. That is, if he didn't want any harm to come to anyone. He knew that look and he didn't like it. With the huge mix of emotion that was Duo at that moment, he couldn't risk Duo feeling anything that Heero couldn't immediately recognize. It was dangerous, not for him but for the civilians around them. How would they react if they had found out that there were two Gundam pilots amongst them at the moment? Not well, that was for sure. He closed his eyes to silently contemplate what was actually happening.
Heero sighed in defeat. There was just no way he could think clearly right now with all those injuries. There was just no way that he could win that easily right now. _Duo_ was the most important thing right now and _Duo_ needed to be healed emotionally. Not himself, but Duo.
The Wing pilot sighed in defeat. He just couldn't put his finger on it. He felt something for the boy that was beyond camaraderie. WAY beyond camaraderie. There was just nothing he could do about anything at the moment. So he watched.
He watched as all the girls went up to Duo and hugged him tightly. Heero inwardly laughed. If only they knew he was a boy, they would have probably using this same type of ploy to flirt with him. But that would have gotten Heero angry. And he would have probably ended beating up all the girls in the school, making it obvious to Duo that he felt something. That was definitely not what Heero wanted. He wanted to figure this out by himself. Even if it killed him.
He felt a pang of something pulling at him. What did the American call it? Oh yea, jealousy. Jealousy for the fact that these girls were probably what Duo was looking for in a soulmate, someone who was kind and sweet and innocent. Heero cursed inwardly at himself. He was scarred by war and atrocities that shouldn't even happen to a fifteen year-old. And he also felt jealousy because they were the ones comforting Duo, not him. He was just lying on the bed, useless and needing them to care for him. He shifted slightly on the bed, turning his head away from an annoying beam of light that decided to shine right on his eyes.
"Hee-chan? Babe, you awake?" Heero nodded slightly. "There are some of our classmates who are concerned about you. You wanna talk to them?" Heero shook his head sternly, to show his disapproving attitude of talking to anyone. "You wanna talk to me about what happened? You can just pretend they're not here okay?" Heero froze. Duo wanted a heart-to-heart talk with him, his voice showing genuine tenderness that he had never seen for such a long period of time, and had called him 'babe.' He smiled a little to himself, nothing too obvious that would give himself away and nodded. He could never refuse Duo anything.
"Where do you wanna start? There's a lot to tell."
Duo smiled slightly. "How bout with how you got beat up so bad by just going to you dorm room?"
"Five guys. One with a baseball bat. Took me by surprise from the back. Ninmu shippai."
Duo's grin grew larger at his roommate's normal 'ninmu' talk. Short and straight to the point, just the way he liked it. "As long as you're safe, nothing else matters." The American leaned in and hugged Heero, not wanting to let go again. Everytime he let go, something happened to Heero. May it be jumping off a thirty story building without a parachute, an attempted self destruct, or maybe just getting into fights. "By the way, who did you recognize from the people that beat you up?"
"Tasuki. Two of the guys from the basketball game. Two others unknown." The girls all began to talk amongst themselves about this revelation. Tasuki never caused trouble before, it just surprised them that he would do such a thing. "Cause of fight: because I refused to talk to them and continued walking back to my room to get my stuff."
Duo was definitely angry now. What the hell kinda stupid reason was that?! "That was why they beat you up!? Why I'll fucking beat the…"
A curt finger silenced Duo, per usual. "Shh love. These things happen. They probably just misunderstood why I wanted to hurry, that's all. Just a simple misunderstanding, nothing to get so worked up about."
The long-haired boy had to agree, there was no other way to respond to that. He'll just do what Heero asked for now and get revenge when the time was right. "Hai. I promise I won't try to kill them." Just make their lives a living hell for a while, that's all.
Almost as if on cue, Umi re-entered the room. "The nurse said that she's too busy so she gave me a first aid kit with all the stuff that we'd need and access to some painkillers, if necessary." She set the box down on the nightstand by the bed, next to Duo. "Hellen-chan, if you want, I can do first aid on Heero, I _am_ certified, ya know?" Umi offered as politely as she could, knowing that she would be refused, but did it to show her friendship and support anyway.
"It's alright. I can perform first aid very well, thank you. I'll be fine. Just gimme about two hours and Hee-chan will look good as new."
"Well, then, we should all be going back to our rooms to leave you to your care. Good luck Hellen-chan." All the girls smiled warmly at Duo and gave him a last farewell hug before leaving the room.
"Bye." Duo waved goodbye as the door to his room in his dorm closed. Turning to Heero, he said, "Go to sleep Heero, they're all gone now. I'll just wrap you up and put some makeup on you to make those marks less obvious okay?"
Heero nodded and began to yawn. " I'm feeling a little tired from all of my activity this morning and this whole getting beat up business anyway. I wouldn't really mind getting some more sleep." With that, the Japanese boy fell into a deep sleep filled with dreams and hopes that he never had before.
The same dreams and hopes that were at that moment bandaging him up and praying for a better tomorrow.
End Par VI