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9/23/02
Mistake.
It was settled.
No longer a mystery.
The five pilots shared the secret of 'their' son.
Engel made them laugh and smile more. Like most children, Engel would wake from freight at a nightmare and crawl into Duo's bed. "Tell me a story.." Engel whispered, as Duo's braid was coming a big undone within itself. Duo rested on his right elbow and rubbed the child's back with his left hand, telling him stories before he was born.
Engel fell back inside the arms of Morpheus. Duo looked up and saw Heero in the doorway of his bedroom. "He woke me up too.." Heero said as Duo sat up on both elbows. "He says he feels safe when we're together.."
Duo arched a brow at Heero, before laying back down. "Are you going to undress me with you eyes Heero or is your ass coming in here?" Duo smirked as Heero pushed himself off the doorway and laid beside Engel. Heero was laying on his left side watching Duo as Duo was on his back, giving the same gaze.
Heero's eyes looked cold blue and angry, but Duo knew he wasn't angry at all. And Duo's dark blue with violet eyes, gave a confused, wondering look. Neither one moved for a long amount of time.
Breakfast, Sunday morning, the house was already loud. Full of joyful noises and cheers. Engel watched his shows while breakfast was being made by everybody but Duo. He was awake lying in bed alone trying to figure out why his stomach and mind whispered to go downstairs.
Engel went out on the front porch with his red ball. He watched a group of older kids from across the street on their bikes talking and laughing. He wanted to join them badly as he watched them the grip on his ball loosen and soon it was bouncing away.
Duo walked down the stairs and turned right and straight into the living room. He looked out and the window and saw Engel nearing the road.
"Heero, could you hand me that..."
Screams over came Quatre's voice and every other sound. The screeching of tires and voices of others shook the pilots to rush outside. "MY GOD!!!!" Trowa screamed as more people came outside and looked in the middle of the street. Duo laid on his side in the fetal position but within was Engel.
Trowa and Heero tried to look at Duo while Wufei got Engel, "Are you alright?" Wufei asked, shaking the dazed boy, "Y-yes..." He replied, Wufei looked up and saw Duo not moving as Trowa and Heero tried to get a response. "Daddy?" Engel asked with tears swelling in his eyes, "Come on, he'll be ok." Wufei picked up Engel and carried him inside.
"Duo!? DUO!!"
Duo was bleeding from his head and back.. A black woman came over to their side. "I saw it!" Heero looked up at her as she was stunned. "The kid ran in the street and this man ran after him and grabbed him and held him! And the car came and hit him on the back and they went rolling!"
The stopped car was a few feet away from where Duo and Engel were, and soon the sounds of the nearing sirens were apporaching. But all Duo heard were muffled echoes, "Duo!"
"Daddy!"
And soon.. Duo couldn't hear anything....
-To Be Continued.
Spazmastic: Please review, or I won't finish this story.
9/23/02
Mistake.
It was settled.
No longer a mystery.
The five pilots shared the secret of 'their' son.
Engel made them laugh and smile more. Like most children, Engel would wake from freight at a nightmare and crawl into Duo's bed. "Tell me a story.." Engel whispered, as Duo's braid was coming a big undone within itself. Duo rested on his right elbow and rubbed the child's back with his left hand, telling him stories before he was born.
Engel fell back inside the arms of Morpheus. Duo looked up and saw Heero in the doorway of his bedroom. "He woke me up too.." Heero said as Duo sat up on both elbows. "He says he feels safe when we're together.."
Duo arched a brow at Heero, before laying back down. "Are you going to undress me with you eyes Heero or is your ass coming in here?" Duo smirked as Heero pushed himself off the doorway and laid beside Engel. Heero was laying on his left side watching Duo as Duo was on his back, giving the same gaze.
Heero's eyes looked cold blue and angry, but Duo knew he wasn't angry at all. And Duo's dark blue with violet eyes, gave a confused, wondering look. Neither one moved for a long amount of time.
Breakfast, Sunday morning, the house was already loud. Full of joyful noises and cheers. Engel watched his shows while breakfast was being made by everybody but Duo. He was awake lying in bed alone trying to figure out why his stomach and mind whispered to go downstairs.
Engel went out on the front porch with his red ball. He watched a group of older kids from across the street on their bikes talking and laughing. He wanted to join them badly as he watched them the grip on his ball loosen and soon it was bouncing away.
Duo walked down the stairs and turned right and straight into the living room. He looked out and the window and saw Engel nearing the road.
"Heero, could you hand me that..."
Screams over came Quatre's voice and every other sound. The screeching of tires and voices of others shook the pilots to rush outside. "MY GOD!!!!" Trowa screamed as more people came outside and looked in the middle of the street. Duo laid on his side in the fetal position but within was Engel.
Trowa and Heero tried to look at Duo while Wufei got Engel, "Are you alright?" Wufei asked, shaking the dazed boy, "Y-yes..." He replied, Wufei looked up and saw Duo not moving as Trowa and Heero tried to get a response. "Daddy?" Engel asked with tears swelling in his eyes, "Come on, he'll be ok." Wufei picked up Engel and carried him inside.
"Duo!? DUO!!"
Duo was bleeding from his head and back.. A black woman came over to their side. "I saw it!" Heero looked up at her as she was stunned. "The kid ran in the street and this man ran after him and grabbed him and held him! And the car came and hit him on the back and they went rolling!"
The stopped car was a few feet away from where Duo and Engel were, and soon the sounds of the nearing sirens were apporaching. But all Duo heard were muffled echoes, "Duo!"
"Daddy!"
And soon.. Duo couldn't hear anything....
-To Be Continued.
Spazmastic: Please review, or I won't finish this story.