A/N: Yes, your eyes aren't deceiving you, there is an update on this fic! I'm writing really quickly on these because I haven't updated for a while. I did toy with the idea of ending the fic there, but then I decided that it wouldn't be fair. 'Cause you've all been waiting for another chapter. Most of you have probably lost interest this fic, I don't blame you, I really should have updated this sooner... But anyway, here we are with another chapter, and maybe the last one. If it finishes on a cliffhanger, then I promise to bring a sequel out real soon. But if you want a sequel, you're gonna have to give me ideas. My email address is willow1609@yahoo.co.uk so if you do have any ideas for sequels, please email me.
Review please!
~Willow~
Warnings: Duo x Quatre (2x4) and mentions of past 3x4 and 1x2
Crazy things
People always do crazy things when they're in love…
"That's really good." Quatre smiled and held Duo's hand. "Well done Duo." He said. There was a beep from a random piece of machinery located around Duo's bed. Quatre squeezed Duo's hand.
And Duo's hand squeezed back…
Quatre's eyes widened.
"Did you…did you see?" He asked, stunned. Heero thought he saw Duo's hand move, but he wasn't too sure.
"I think I did." Quatre smiled and wiped his eyes with his other hand.
"Duo, come on, wake up, please…" Quatre kept holding Duo's hand, gently urging the braided one to come back to them.
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Quatre…Duo could hear Quatre talking to him, and there seemed to be a ray of light emitted from the direction of the blond's voice. I'm coming Quatre… He wanted to open his eyes and look around, check that he was alive, but he seemed unable. The most contact that he was able to have with them was when he squeezed someone's hand. He hoped that it was Quatre's, but he couldn't be sure.
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"Mr Winner?" A nurse poked her head round the door. "Visiting hours are over, and you have been here for days. Please, go home. Get some sleep. You will be able to come back in the morning." Quatre looked blearily and the nurse looked back sympathetically. "Please Mr Winner, there is no more you can do here."
"But he squeezed my hand, he is coming around and I don't want to miss it! I want to be here." The nurse stepped in and showed Quatre the chart she was holding that showed Duo's brain activity, pointing out the changes and peaks. They were gradual.
"He won't wake up tonight. He is slowly regaining consciousness, but there is not enough activity for him to do so tonight. Please, go home Mr Winner, you will be better to see him again in the morning when you are not so tired, then, you won't be asleep on the chair if he comes round." Seeing reason again, Quatre nodded and the nurse walked out knowing that Quatre would be coming along behind her.
"Duo?" Quatre leant down low and spoke quietly to Duo. "I'll be back soon, just hold on. Keep coming back to us Duo." Quatre looked at the door for the nurse and then kissed Duo lightly on the forehead. "Goodnight Duo."
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Quatre hurried back to the mansion and went straight for the kitchen. He started to make himself a cup of tea and boiled the water, put the teabag and hot water in the cup. Deciding to change into his pyjamas, Quatre put the cup on the table with a spoon and he went upstairs.
As he sat down on the bed and slipped one shoe off, he started undoing the lace of the other before shrugging his coat off one of his arms and relaxing on the bed. Just a minute…He thought as his eyes drifted shut. I'll go down for my tea in a minute… And with that, he fell asleep.
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"Is he going to be alright?" Heero asked, standing with Trowa at Quatre's bedroom door. The blond pilot had fallen asleep as soon as he stepped into his room and was curled up on the bed, one arm was out of the sleeve of his coat and one shoe was off, the other had the laces untied.
"He'll be fine." Trowa answered quietly, watching over the petite boy as he slept. "Let's leave him be." The two boys shut the door and crept down the corridor, letting Quatre rest.
End of chapter eight
A/N: You like? At least there was no cliffhanger there! Anyway please review! Or I'll set my muses on you… **N'hrive and Elear growl**
Hmm… not quite the effect I was looking for… Well, there's one more chapter of this to go, and maybe a sequel. I'm not sure yet.
HAH! My muses scare someone! ^-^ YAY! … I think…
N'hrive: **growls at Lómadia**
Elear: In response to the question 'can you not write happy stuff?' No. She can't. She loves angst. She's mean and cruel.
Alex: **calling from cupboard** I HAVE TO AGREE THERE!!
Shut up Alex. No one asked you for your opinion. Alex is one of my characters. He's locked in a cupboard because he can't be let out in public. ^^;;
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Willow
