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Summery: Warning! 1 x 2! 3 x 4! Don't like. Don't read.
Where do fallen angels go? I asked myself. My angel has died a little more than a year now. And I am wondering where do fallen angels go. Am I an idiot or what? He is an angel. He was an angel. He died right before my eyes. And I couldn't do anything about it. Not one thing... except to make him comfortable on his way to heaven. I will never see him again for I am Shinigami [1]. I am Duo Maxwell.
~~~~~~~~~
I was confused ever since Heero left me. I can't make decisions by myself and didn't fell like getting up in the mornings. It was terrible. I live with Quatre and Trowa now. Sometimes Wufei visits to check up on what we are doing. Once you get to know the other side of Wufei you can't leave him. He's like a dad to the three of us[2]. I am still my cheerful self on the outside so the others won't worry about me. But inside... I just can't express it. Sorrow, pain, hurt, anger, and more. I don't know if I can live anymore. I know I can't just sit here and hide my emotions. Sometimes I lock myself in the closet and cry myself to sleep. I don't know what to do anymore. I don't want to live without Heero anymore. I just don't.
*
Quatre and Trowa just adopted a kid today. It's a boy about... 7 years old. He's short with blond hair and green eyes and really really cute! Well... I don't know anything else about him because he's really really shy. I wonder why... Hey, that rhymes![3]
This afternoon, I was watching television, a re-run of my favorite show. And I think I fell asleep because the next thing I knew there was a blanket over me and a little bundle of something under my feet. I wiggled my toes at it. I think it giggled! That's odd. I poked at its side; it jumped up to revel... Quatre and Trowa's kid!
"Hey! Why did ya do that?!"
"What?" I put on my innocent face[4].
"You just poked me!"
"Did not!"
"Did too!"
"Did not!"
"Did too!"
"Did not! Did not! Did not!"
"Did too! Did too! Did too!"
"What's going on, you two?"
We both looked up. It was Quatre... in his PJs! With little camels![5]
"Nothing..." The boy said.
"Yeah... I mean... nothing..." I stammered, embarrassed at being caught arguing with a child.
"Okay. Then... Heero go back to bed." The name struck me like a bullet. Heero...My Heero....
The boy left and Quatre sat next to me on the couch.
Quatre put his arm around my shoulders gently and gave it a little squeeze. "Duo, I know it's kind of.. uh...late but we decided to name him Heero... after our friend. Trowa and I decided while you were sleeping.."
I put my happy mask on. "That's cool! We get a Heero now!"
Quatre stood up. "Thanks for understanding, Duo. You're the best." He gave me his you-are-a-great-friend smile.
I returned his smile.
"Go to your bed, Duo. You don't have to sleep on the couch, you know." Quatre said as he left the room.
I sat there, dumbstruck. This was totally uncalled for. All the memories came rushing back to me...
First time to say 'I love you'...
First Kiss...
First ring... that had engraved words on the back; it said 'together forever'...
"Stop it... Stop it..." I whispered to my brain. It rushed more memories at me.
His face...
His blue eyes...
His messy brown hair...
His voice...
Deep and soothing.
"Stop please..." The memories rushed even faster.
His body...
His strong arms...
Always hugging me...
His chest to cry on...
How many times have I fell asleep there?
How many times have I cried?
His kisses...
How long have I want to feel them again?
I must have passed out. Next thing I knew I was in the hospital. I looked around. Quatre was asleep on a nearby chair. Trowa was nowhere to be seen. And a little bundle by my feet.
[1] God of Death [2] Wufei. dad..? OOC! [3] Stupid inside joke. [4] Living with Heero makes ya like that. [5] Oh yeah! Little camel PJs! *Italics - Thoughts, I guess.
Summery: Warning! 1 x 2! 3 x 4! Don't like. Don't read.
Where do fallen angels go? I asked myself. My angel has died a little more than a year now. And I am wondering where do fallen angels go. Am I an idiot or what? He is an angel. He was an angel. He died right before my eyes. And I couldn't do anything about it. Not one thing... except to make him comfortable on his way to heaven. I will never see him again for I am Shinigami [1]. I am Duo Maxwell.
~~~~~~~~~
I was confused ever since Heero left me. I can't make decisions by myself and didn't fell like getting up in the mornings. It was terrible. I live with Quatre and Trowa now. Sometimes Wufei visits to check up on what we are doing. Once you get to know the other side of Wufei you can't leave him. He's like a dad to the three of us[2]. I am still my cheerful self on the outside so the others won't worry about me. But inside... I just can't express it. Sorrow, pain, hurt, anger, and more. I don't know if I can live anymore. I know I can't just sit here and hide my emotions. Sometimes I lock myself in the closet and cry myself to sleep. I don't know what to do anymore. I don't want to live without Heero anymore. I just don't.
*
Quatre and Trowa just adopted a kid today. It's a boy about... 7 years old. He's short with blond hair and green eyes and really really cute! Well... I don't know anything else about him because he's really really shy. I wonder why... Hey, that rhymes![3]
This afternoon, I was watching television, a re-run of my favorite show. And I think I fell asleep because the next thing I knew there was a blanket over me and a little bundle of something under my feet. I wiggled my toes at it. I think it giggled! That's odd. I poked at its side; it jumped up to revel... Quatre and Trowa's kid!
"Hey! Why did ya do that?!"
"What?" I put on my innocent face[4].
"You just poked me!"
"Did not!"
"Did too!"
"Did not!"
"Did too!"
"Did not! Did not! Did not!"
"Did too! Did too! Did too!"
"What's going on, you two?"
We both looked up. It was Quatre... in his PJs! With little camels![5]
"Nothing..." The boy said.
"Yeah... I mean... nothing..." I stammered, embarrassed at being caught arguing with a child.
"Okay. Then... Heero go back to bed." The name struck me like a bullet. Heero...My Heero....
The boy left and Quatre sat next to me on the couch.
Quatre put his arm around my shoulders gently and gave it a little squeeze. "Duo, I know it's kind of.. uh...late but we decided to name him Heero... after our friend. Trowa and I decided while you were sleeping.."
I put my happy mask on. "That's cool! We get a Heero now!"
Quatre stood up. "Thanks for understanding, Duo. You're the best." He gave me his you-are-a-great-friend smile.
I returned his smile.
"Go to your bed, Duo. You don't have to sleep on the couch, you know." Quatre said as he left the room.
I sat there, dumbstruck. This was totally uncalled for. All the memories came rushing back to me...
First time to say 'I love you'...
First Kiss...
First ring... that had engraved words on the back; it said 'together forever'...
"Stop it... Stop it..." I whispered to my brain. It rushed more memories at me.
His face...
His blue eyes...
His messy brown hair...
His voice...
Deep and soothing.
"Stop please..." The memories rushed even faster.
His body...
His strong arms...
Always hugging me...
His chest to cry on...
How many times have I fell asleep there?
How many times have I cried?
His kisses...
How long have I want to feel them again?
I must have passed out. Next thing I knew I was in the hospital. I looked around. Quatre was asleep on a nearby chair. Trowa was nowhere to be seen. And a little bundle by my feet.
[1] God of Death [2] Wufei. dad..? OOC! [3] Stupid inside joke. [4] Living with Heero makes ya like that. [5] Oh yeah! Little camel PJs! *Italics - Thoughts, I guess.
