Because I would care...
Chapter Four
"I hate waiting. It drives me mad."
Quatre paced outside the emergency until hoping that an answer would come to them soon. Trowa just sat on the couch with Wufei while Heero sat against the opposite wall, his face as pale as a foggy morning. Sally had been working on the Deathscythe pilot for nearly three hours. What was worse was that they hadn't heard anything coming from behind the doors which was either a good sign or she just didn't have the heart to tell them it was too late. All four were soon distracted by the sound of metal hitting the floor behind them. It was J.
"Yuy. We need to have a word."
But Heero didn't move. Instead he kept his stare blankly on the emergency room door.
"I said..."
"I heard you. And I told someone to tell you that I wasn't going to speak with you until I had word with Duo."
His gaze never faltered but his voice was not as cold anymore. It didn't sound like 01 talking. He continued to ignore the look Trowa was giving him.
"Later Doctor. We'll talk later."
"No. We need to have word now. Your comrades can come get you when and if your friend wakes up."
After a moment of pure stubbornness, Heero rose to his feet and proceeded down the hall silent; J following him.
"Did you hear him?"
"Yeah. He has to talk to Doctor J about some mission. So what?" Wufei closed his eyes and leaned back once more.
"No. He said Duo. Heero hasn't called him that for days. You don't think...?"
"They made up? Maybe. Even I believe in miracles."
Both stopped at Quatre's yell. He crumpled to the floor grabbing his chest.
"Quat? What happened?" Trowa bent down trying to keep the boy steady.
"Duo...Ahhhhh...! Something's shocking him."
His breathing was heavy; worry the only emotion present in his voice. Just as suddenly as the attack started, it stopped again.
"It's over."
As the door to the emergency room opened the trio looked up to see Sally, worn from the long process. She noticed them on the floor in front of her, eyes wide with anticipation.
"Sally...how is he?"
"All right. I'm here, now what the hell do you want?"
They had entered a conference hall at the end of the corridor, where J was rummaging through a travel bag. From it, he withdrew a nine-millimeter.
"How did I guess?"
"It hurts me to do this Heero. You were one of my best pupils. But you just couldn't follow orders could you?"
Now he removed the safety.
"I tried but Maxwell pulled me back. I tried again but he took my knife and chucked it. And you know what, I'm glad he did."
"What? Your mission..."
"Was to kill myself in the event that I failed a mission. But I haven't completed it yet so therefore I have yet to fail it. If OZ is still around then I'm not done yet. None of us are."
Doctor J lowered his gun and replaced the safety. He then did something Heero wasn't expecting. He smiled.
"That's exactly the answer I was hoping you would give me. Honestly Yuy, if you pull this death shit again I will have to do you in. Thank god Duo did pull you back."
Heero took a seat at the table playing with the arms of it.
"Do you blame me though? There are things I've done; I really don't deserve to live for doing half the stuff I did. It doesn't matter how hard I try to fill that little part of our contract. Perhaps I should stop trying and wait for it to come naturally."
"That's what any normal person would do."
He took a seat across the table from him.
"I'm not normal. I never have been. I never will be."
There were those eyes. The ones that drew him to pick the boy to become a pilot. J smiled at him, confusion spreading through his expression.
"Do you remember, that lesson you said Odin taught you?"
Heero found it odd to bring up his old guardian but nodded his head that he did.
"Do as your heart tells you? Right? What is yours saying?"
"None of your damn business. My emotions aren't your plaything. You got my body to mess around with and not once did you teach me anything of basic emotion. Now I'm a drone, feeling things I never had to before. I'm a five year old, confused and sc..." he stopped and turned away.
"Scared? You weren't trained to be, you must have acquired that over time. What are you scared of?"
"I already told you; none of your damn business."
"Fine. This matter is dropped. Any record of this meeting should and will be forgotten. Understood?"
"Conformed and noticed. So where are you off to from here?"
"I have to meet up with G. We have something to finish up."
Slowly they rose to leave the room when Doctor J placed a hand on his pupils shoulder.
"I'm sorry about the way we raised you. No one should have suffered as you five did."
Just then the door to the room swung open revealing 03.
"Trowa?"
"He's going to make It Heero. If you want you can go sit with him."
His heart skipped at the good news, but his expression remained stern.
Wires surrounded his pale figure. Some with medicine others with oxygen. Beeping from different machines sounded in the air liable to make any man mad. Heero sat waiting for his friend to wake up. Staring at him he couldn't help but feel pity.
"Duo. I'm not sure if you can hear me, but I have to apologize for how I've acted. You saved me and I should have been grateful but instead I acted like an ass. I let my mission get ahead of me and forgot about life. Now look. No emotion, no regrets; its how I was raised," Still no response.
So no one would hear, he leaned in to whisper in 02's ear.
"I'm so scared to lose my friends and Relena. Especially my best friend...you. Please just forgive me."
He rested his head on the pillow next to Duo's, his hand onto his friends. It was then, another hand wrapped around it. Jolting up he saw weak amethyst eyes glancing back at him.
"I knew it. And I forgive you Yuy."
"Thank you, for everything. You may not realize but I'm still learning. I would so appreciate it if you could stick around long enough to teach me the basics."
"I'll work on that. Right now, I need to sleep. I hurt a lot."
"I should go tell the others anyway."
He patted his comrade's hand and got up to leave the room. However, Duo's voice stopped him.
"Hey! Remember earlier, the bathroom issue?"
"Yeah?"
"I was right."
He smiled and closed his eyes drifting off again. Heero also smiled and left the room. Not to long after he ran into the others who seemed to be waiting for word on Shinigami's condition.
"Well!?"
"He's Duo again."
He began to walk past them.
"What about you?" asked Quatre.
To this 01 stopped and turned around.
"Changed by the God of Death. One of the few who can say that."
End Transmission
OMG it's fucking 1:31am and I'm finished typing. Thank god! LOL If I hadn't finished soon I was going to shoot the next thing that moved. By the end of a story or chapter I want to destroy the keyboard. My typing skills don't help the situation either. - All right I hoped you enjoyed the story, NOW YOU MUST REVIEW. MUHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Well unfortunately I can't make you, BUT PLEASE, PLEASE REVIEW! (If I could manage to make a pouting symbol on my computer I would but I can't -)
Chapter Four
"I hate waiting. It drives me mad."
Quatre paced outside the emergency until hoping that an answer would come to them soon. Trowa just sat on the couch with Wufei while Heero sat against the opposite wall, his face as pale as a foggy morning. Sally had been working on the Deathscythe pilot for nearly three hours. What was worse was that they hadn't heard anything coming from behind the doors which was either a good sign or she just didn't have the heart to tell them it was too late. All four were soon distracted by the sound of metal hitting the floor behind them. It was J.
"Yuy. We need to have a word."
But Heero didn't move. Instead he kept his stare blankly on the emergency room door.
"I said..."
"I heard you. And I told someone to tell you that I wasn't going to speak with you until I had word with Duo."
His gaze never faltered but his voice was not as cold anymore. It didn't sound like 01 talking. He continued to ignore the look Trowa was giving him.
"Later Doctor. We'll talk later."
"No. We need to have word now. Your comrades can come get you when and if your friend wakes up."
After a moment of pure stubbornness, Heero rose to his feet and proceeded down the hall silent; J following him.
"Did you hear him?"
"Yeah. He has to talk to Doctor J about some mission. So what?" Wufei closed his eyes and leaned back once more.
"No. He said Duo. Heero hasn't called him that for days. You don't think...?"
"They made up? Maybe. Even I believe in miracles."
Both stopped at Quatre's yell. He crumpled to the floor grabbing his chest.
"Quat? What happened?" Trowa bent down trying to keep the boy steady.
"Duo...Ahhhhh...! Something's shocking him."
His breathing was heavy; worry the only emotion present in his voice. Just as suddenly as the attack started, it stopped again.
"It's over."
As the door to the emergency room opened the trio looked up to see Sally, worn from the long process. She noticed them on the floor in front of her, eyes wide with anticipation.
"Sally...how is he?"
"All right. I'm here, now what the hell do you want?"
They had entered a conference hall at the end of the corridor, where J was rummaging through a travel bag. From it, he withdrew a nine-millimeter.
"How did I guess?"
"It hurts me to do this Heero. You were one of my best pupils. But you just couldn't follow orders could you?"
Now he removed the safety.
"I tried but Maxwell pulled me back. I tried again but he took my knife and chucked it. And you know what, I'm glad he did."
"What? Your mission..."
"Was to kill myself in the event that I failed a mission. But I haven't completed it yet so therefore I have yet to fail it. If OZ is still around then I'm not done yet. None of us are."
Doctor J lowered his gun and replaced the safety. He then did something Heero wasn't expecting. He smiled.
"That's exactly the answer I was hoping you would give me. Honestly Yuy, if you pull this death shit again I will have to do you in. Thank god Duo did pull you back."
Heero took a seat at the table playing with the arms of it.
"Do you blame me though? There are things I've done; I really don't deserve to live for doing half the stuff I did. It doesn't matter how hard I try to fill that little part of our contract. Perhaps I should stop trying and wait for it to come naturally."
"That's what any normal person would do."
He took a seat across the table from him.
"I'm not normal. I never have been. I never will be."
There were those eyes. The ones that drew him to pick the boy to become a pilot. J smiled at him, confusion spreading through his expression.
"Do you remember, that lesson you said Odin taught you?"
Heero found it odd to bring up his old guardian but nodded his head that he did.
"Do as your heart tells you? Right? What is yours saying?"
"None of your damn business. My emotions aren't your plaything. You got my body to mess around with and not once did you teach me anything of basic emotion. Now I'm a drone, feeling things I never had to before. I'm a five year old, confused and sc..." he stopped and turned away.
"Scared? You weren't trained to be, you must have acquired that over time. What are you scared of?"
"I already told you; none of your damn business."
"Fine. This matter is dropped. Any record of this meeting should and will be forgotten. Understood?"
"Conformed and noticed. So where are you off to from here?"
"I have to meet up with G. We have something to finish up."
Slowly they rose to leave the room when Doctor J placed a hand on his pupils shoulder.
"I'm sorry about the way we raised you. No one should have suffered as you five did."
Just then the door to the room swung open revealing 03.
"Trowa?"
"He's going to make It Heero. If you want you can go sit with him."
His heart skipped at the good news, but his expression remained stern.
Wires surrounded his pale figure. Some with medicine others with oxygen. Beeping from different machines sounded in the air liable to make any man mad. Heero sat waiting for his friend to wake up. Staring at him he couldn't help but feel pity.
"Duo. I'm not sure if you can hear me, but I have to apologize for how I've acted. You saved me and I should have been grateful but instead I acted like an ass. I let my mission get ahead of me and forgot about life. Now look. No emotion, no regrets; its how I was raised," Still no response.
So no one would hear, he leaned in to whisper in 02's ear.
"I'm so scared to lose my friends and Relena. Especially my best friend...you. Please just forgive me."
He rested his head on the pillow next to Duo's, his hand onto his friends. It was then, another hand wrapped around it. Jolting up he saw weak amethyst eyes glancing back at him.
"I knew it. And I forgive you Yuy."
"Thank you, for everything. You may not realize but I'm still learning. I would so appreciate it if you could stick around long enough to teach me the basics."
"I'll work on that. Right now, I need to sleep. I hurt a lot."
"I should go tell the others anyway."
He patted his comrade's hand and got up to leave the room. However, Duo's voice stopped him.
"Hey! Remember earlier, the bathroom issue?"
"Yeah?"
"I was right."
He smiled and closed his eyes drifting off again. Heero also smiled and left the room. Not to long after he ran into the others who seemed to be waiting for word on Shinigami's condition.
"Well!?"
"He's Duo again."
He began to walk past them.
"What about you?" asked Quatre.
To this 01 stopped and turned around.
"Changed by the God of Death. One of the few who can say that."
End Transmission
OMG it's fucking 1:31am and I'm finished typing. Thank god! LOL If I hadn't finished soon I was going to shoot the next thing that moved. By the end of a story or chapter I want to destroy the keyboard. My typing skills don't help the situation either. - All right I hoped you enjoyed the story, NOW YOU MUST REVIEW. MUHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Well unfortunately I can't make you, BUT PLEASE, PLEASE REVIEW! (If I could manage to make a pouting symbol on my computer I would but I can't -)