Title: Lost
Rating: R
Warnings: This story includes adult topics such as; child abuse, child molestation, yaoi (1x2 and some 3x4/13x5), self-mutilation, rape, and death. This is also an AU fic.
Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing.
Summary: When they were seven, Heero and Duo were inseparable. Then one day, Duo was taken by Social Services. Now, ten years later, Heero is a high school senior, when Duo suddenly finds his way back into his life. The problem? Duo doesn't remember anything from his childhood.
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Chapter Seven
Heero drove along in his midnight blue corvette. Duo sat next to him, eyes closed, head resting against the door. He wasn't sleeping, but he was attempting to sleep. He didn't know where the Japanese boy was taking him, but he was going to find out soon. He had finally given up asking and had settled on trying to get some sleep. It wasn't working very well, since the road they were driving on was constantly curving.
Duo watched the scenery go by as Heero drove along the road. He figured that Heero was taking him somewhere from his past, but wasn't sure. He didn't recognize anything in the area, although he wasn't really trying. He just wanted to know where Heero was taking him. After the whole incident at the Japanese boy's house with the photo album, Duo had grown skeptical of anything the other boy wanted to do or when he wanted to take him somewhere.
Heero pulled up into a paved drive-way, shutting off the ignition. He glanced over at Duo, who looked around the area. Getting out of the car, Heero pulled the sunglasses from his eyes, staring up at the large house before them. Duo got out shortly after, walking over to Heero. The American stared up at the house, wondering exactly why Heero would bring him to the house.
"This is where it happened, this is where you were taken from," Heero said, answering the unspoken question.
Duo looked over at Heero, eyebrow raised in question. "Why did you bring me here?"
Heero sighed, looking at the American. "There are some things you need to know and I figured here would be the safest place to tell you, away from people."
"What is there to tell me?" Duo asked.
Looking past Duo, Heero lifted his hand to point in the direction the car was headed in before they stopped. "Down that way about five hundred feet is the house you stayed in... with your parents and Solo," he answered. "I thought while we talked, we could look around my old house and your old house."
"Doesn't someone live in that house now?"
Heero shook his head. "My father never sold this house when we moved into the one we're in now, and just incase the police ever needed to get back into your old house or onto the property, my father bought it too."
"He did that just so the cops would have free access when they needed it?" Duo inquired.
"Yeah, he really cared for you and thought what your parents did was wrong. He thought they deserved to spend the rest of their lives in prison."
"Wow... I'll have to thank him for that when we get back."
Heero nodded, small smile across his face. "I haven't been back here since we moved," he stated, walking up the sidewalk towards the house.
Duo jogged over to Heero, catching up to the bigger boy before slowing to a steady walk. "Why haven't you been back since you moved?"
"Because the only thing I remember this house for is losing you," Heero said with a sigh, continuing the trek to the house.
Duo stopped, staring at Heero. Shaking his head, he began walking again, catching up with Heero. "Did you try to stop them?"
"From taking you?" Duo nodded. "Yes, I did, my mother stopped me though. She later explained that you had no choice but to leave."
"I don't remember any of that," Duo muttered.
"Well, that's why we're here, to help you remember," Heero stated, searching for the key to the house on his key ring. When he found it, he unlocked the door and pushed it open and walked in. Duo entered after him, looking around at the large house. It was empty, very empty. Duo was a little uncomfortable with the claustrophobic feeling he had within the large house. A layer of dust covered the floor, within any crevice in the house. Running his hand along the wall, Duo watched as the dingy brown wall became an off-white color.
"This place needs to be clean," Duo commented.
"It'll probably get done when dad goes to sell this place," Heero said.
"He's held onto this place for so long and now he's going to sell it?"
"Yeah. He wants to get rid of it, and after the trial, he'll sell your old place too," Heero stated.
"When's the trial?" Duo asked. "No one's given me a date."
"It's in two weeks," Heero said. "They want you to testify."
"B-but I don't remember anything!"
"You remember Solo's death, so that's one against your father," Heero stated. "You have two more weeks to remember more and if you don't remember it all, then that's okay."
Duo sighed. "I hate all of this... I just want it to end..."
Heero looked back at the American. "In two weeks, it will partly be over, after you testify, you just have to wait for the defense to present its case and then wait for a jury verdict."
"Heero... what happens if the jury brings back a not guilty verdict? Even with my testimony..." Duo's voice trailed off as he chewed on his bottom lip.
"That won't happen!" Heero insisted. "With your testimony they won't come back with that verdict."
"There's always a chance though," Duo stated.
"Don't think like that," Heero scolded.
Duo flinched, biting down on his lip. "I'm sorry...." he muttered.
Heero went over to Duo, pulling him into a small hug. "Don't be sorry. I shouldn't have spoken to you like that."
Duo pulled away slightly. "Which room was yours?" He asked.
Heero sighed at Duo's reaction. Reaching down, he grabbed the braided boy's hand and led him further into the house. Going up the stairs, Duo shut his eyes, trusting Heero to keep him from falling over or running into anything. He tried to remember when he was younger, being chased up the stairs by Heero. He couldn't though. Nothing came to him. When they stopped, Duo opened his eyes, looking around the small room.
Releasing his hand, Heero walked into the middle of the room. Duo stayed in the door way, looking around. Dust lay in a thick layer on the floor; some patches clearer then others, giving the outlines of where furniture once was. Duo could see the small amount of sadness present in Heero's eyes that managed the break from the wall of nothing. It was easy to see that the Japanese boy didn't want to be in his old home.
Walking all the way into the room, Duo's fingers ran along the walls as he tried to imagine what was once in the room and tried to remember what they did when they were younger. Nothing came to him. He sighed, leaning against the walls. He truly doubted that he'd remember enough before the trial and then his parents would be allowed to walk free. The possibility scared him. He remembered Solo's death, watching every detail of it, being the cause of it. Duo was determined to remember everything he could, as a way to repay Solo, and he hoped to gain his forgiveness.
"I want to go to my old house," Duo said, looking over at Heero. "I have to remember everything....for Solo..."
Heero nodded, walking over to Duo and grabbing his arm slightly. "C'mon," he muttered, walking out of the room with Duo.