Chapter 5

'Denotes thoughts'

"Denotes speech"

POV: Duo

I heard the machine beep as I stepped in through the front door. I listed to the silence as I slipped off my right shoe, and when no voice came I raced down the hall in a panic, It was Heero!! Grabbing the wall phone I cried,

"hullo?" and waited.

Silence drifted down the line so I tried again,

"Oy! Heero I know it's you…" I let the silence stretch on till I knew for sure he wasn't there. With a defeated sigh I slumped into a chair, after dumping the phone back on its cradle.

"Duo no baka" I scolded myself, "you missed his call"

I sunk lower into the chair. Yeah I missed him, and if I'm completely honest I miss him a lot, but there's nothing I can do about it. I don't know where he is, when he's coming back and I sure as hell know that he isn't really missing me.

'Who could me miss?' I bitterly thought 'a blathering, hyper idiot. Ok… an amazingly hot blathering idiot.'

With a sigh I reached for the remote, and flicked on the T.V. A bitter laugh escaped my lips, seems like the world was against me as one of Heero's favourite shows started. I moved on automatic, slipping a blank DVD into the burner. It was kind of funny, the ex-perfect soldier got upset over missing his Dramas.

"Damn him" I muttered as the show started, why did he have to be so amazing? I mean there were girls and guys just dying to go out with me, and some were pretty damn HOT too.

"Damn Him" I repeated, somehow he'd made everyone else less desirable. The multitudes didn't have his ability to scare you to death with a glance, break your heart with their silence, or cause you to soar on a single word. They couldn't hold me after the nightmares and know what I was feeling because they'd never been there. Those innocent civilians had no idea what it meant to be re-living a war in your dreams, to see the death and destruction caused by your own two bloody hands, they didn't really want to be with me, only the image of me. They wanted my body, my hair, the touch of my skin sliding against theirs in the dark of night, they wanted the fake me, the pranksters mask is what they fell in love with, not the hurting boy underneath. they didn't love ME and they sure as hell couldn't deal with Shinigami.

Then there was Hilde, sure she was hot, and had lived through the war and all, but I just didn't feel the same way about her as I did about him. She was like a sister to me, someone I had to be careful about loving in order to stop her from fading away like those I'd loved before. Honestly I was afraid to love her too deeply, she'd almost died helping me once before and I wasn't going to let it happen again.

I sighed, wiping the moisture from my eyes; Heero was impossible to kill, and for that I was grateful. He'd survived the Maxwell curse where others had failed, in the 1st war he'd survived self detonation, falling from heights, and high atmospheric pressure. Then even during the 2nd war when I'd realised how I felt, he still lived, surviving what would have been impossible odds, to save the world a second time. He was the one person I wasn't afraid to love, and therefore loved him to my hearts content. Sadly he just didn't feel the same way.

I turned my attention back to the TV watching for a moment as a guy tried to hack into some company files.

"Duo you idiot!" I exclaimed cursing my own stupidity. Quickly I stood racing down the hall towards the computer, nearly tripping over a pile of laundry in my haste. I rapidly shook the mouse and waited as the computer came back online.

"why didn't you think of it before?" I asked the room as I angrily set to work, carefully hacking my way through the joke of security placed around the phone company's records.

If Heero wouldn't tell me exactly where he was… I'd just have to find out on my own.

I laughed in delight, as I stood a mere fifteen minuets later,

"man that company's security sucked!" I told the room, as I finished printing out Heero's location at thirty-three fifty Orchard lane, In the Japanese district of Earth.

I felt as if a load had been lifted off my shoulders as I phoned in to HQ to let them know I'd decided to take some time off… I had a new objective,

Find Heero. There was something going on, and I needed to know what it was because if he was just phoning to let me know he'd arrived he would have left some kind of message, therefore I could only assume that there was something else, something he just couldn't tell an answering machine.

I was granted permission to go on indefinite leave in three days. Just three days till I left L1, headed for Sank… and already I was fully registered in the local high-end boarding school, and dying to see my gorgeous hunk, of a best friend.