Title: Escape Tactics (2/5) Author: Mistress Tsunami (Mistress_Tsunami@y...) Archive: If you wan, just ask, although I dun kno why you would wan Pairings: 2+5 (kinda, not really in this one), 1+5, 1+2+5 (not really apparent in this one), and 2+? (guess who! Oh, and is it really there? If it is, where? Wanna know what you guys think, even tho I 'lready got it planned out.) Warnings: Umm...just general wierdness? I had nothing better to do kinda wierdness? Really...umm, strange wierdness? Rating: G Feedback: see this? it's an ice cream gun. it goes off in yo face if you don't give me feedback. Notes: *** = scene change. _BOOM_ = emphasis. Three months came and passed....... Duo leaned his chair back against the wall, inspecting Heero. Duo was, needless to say, worried about his seemingly emotionless friend. The boy had taken a gunshot wound to the shoulder and treated it like it was nothing, for Goddess' sake. Not what he'd call healthy, exactly. Zechs chose that moment to walk in, an angry glare already in his eyes as he walked in, that only intensified when he saw Heero. "Med team, take him to the emergency room and have him treated." A group of five men entered and escorted Heero away. As soon as Heero had left the room, the worried-yet-childlike mask fell from Duo's face and was replaced with a serious glare. "Are you going to let us go, or are we going to need a repeat of last time?" "Actually, I rather enjoyed last time. I was able to work out a lot of frustration." "My friend needs treatment." "I don't see why you deem him worthy of being a friend, but so be it. He's being treated now anyhow. You owe me." Duo smirked. "And if I remember correctly, I won last time." The smirk turned competitive. ****************************** Heero collapsed, panting and cursing at his own weakness. He had only been able to hold face in front of Duo, but now that he no longer felt the need to repel any worry towards him, he fell from pain and exhaustion. He nearly fainted from lack of blood, which was currently making it's merry way down his back and to the floor - in currents. Four of the five escorting him carefully picked him up and placed him on a stretcher. Heero barely had time to wonder why they were taking such good care of him before he passed out. Blood loss. It was such a pain. ****************************** Duo stared at the seemingly unconscious boy before him. Duo's hair was loose again, falling around him in surreal beauty, and his clothes were slightly rumpled, giving him the look of a fantastical character. His lip twitched almost imperceptibly. "Sorry man, but you don't _have_ a hair tie, not that they would need 'nother one anyway. Had ta bargain yer shirt 'stead. Dun worry 'bout it, tho. I'll buy ya 'nother. He took my 'air tie, too, so yer not 'lone, now." Duo began to tug gently on Heero's tee, and slowly worked it off the silent boy. When he had it off, Duo turned and walked away, a sad, tired look on his face. He didn't notice Heero's eyes boring into his back. ****************************** "About time you two got - Heero! What happened?" "Nice to see you too, 'Fei," Duo returned, carrying Heero in. "Hee- chan got shot, but the ozzies fixed 'im up. Right an' quick." Wufei stared in shock for a moment before gathering his senses. "Take him to my room, it's closer, and you don't have to go up the stairs." He took Heero's other shoulder as they walked on. Entering the room - den, really - Wufei eased Heero onto the bed, and Duo ran off to get some painkillers. "You're shirtless," Wufei commented, his first words to Heero since the two had arrived. "Hn." Duo returned and handed Wufei the pills, looking slightly nervous. "Um...do you...mind watching him so I can sleep?" "Of course not." "Thanks." And then he was gone. "I don't think he realized that you were awake, Hee-chan." "'Fei, something's up. He took my shirt, saying something about 'him,' and he looked _sad_." "Sad?" "He could have just been tired, but I'm fairly certain that he was _sad_. And whoever 'he' was, he also took Duo's hairtie." "You were captured, was Zechs there?" "Yes." "It has to do with him, then. I think. Last time he took _my_ hair tie, and my dragon sash. I think he aslo took Duo's hair tie, and then something else that Duo never would tell me." "Damn." "For certain." "Hold me?" Wufei smirked, still amazed at the simplicity of Heero's needs, and slid into place behind him. "We need to do something, Hee-chan." "Affirmative. But Fei, now I just wanna sleep. I can't do anything with this shoulder for a few more weeks, at least. We'll save our love later." "Should we tell him yet?" "He's not ready. We need to find out what's going on first." "I understand. Sleep, love. Rest."
