Untitled - Part 3

Duo POV

Groan

Dinner with Heero was horrible. Quat and Trowa were all lubby-dubby and now I feel worse. Wu Fei didn't speak. Heero, Heero didn't even look at me. And I'm still hungry.

Duo looked at the clock. It was 2 o'clock in the morning. His stomach growled.

I should eat something. Maybe it'll make me feel better.

Acting on his decision, Duo got up and walked out his room and down the room. To his surprise, someone was ahead of him, pulling something out of the fridge.

"Duo?" A voice called.

"Yeah it's me. Heero? What're you doing down here this late?"

"Nourishment. I received a mission after dinner. I'll be back by tomorrow night."

"Well, don't get hurt. Last time I talked to Dr. J he said that there may be some need for me to cut it up with some of OZ's new mobile doll factories, and I'd like you to have my back."

"Duo, you're more than capable of taking care of yourself," Heero's eyes narrowed.

Duo walked passed Heero and opened the refrigerator. He pulled out a sandwich that someone didn't finish earlier. Sitting down, he looked at Heero.

"Heero."

The pilot of Wing looked at the braided Deathscythe pilot.

"What?"

"It's just...It's just that I'd rather someone be there for me when I need it."

Heero looked up at the ceiling.

"There are 3 others besides me. Have them help you," Heero said.

"You're afraid," Duo deciphered.

"Afraid of what?"

Eyes narrow again, Heero sat down across from Duo.

"Me."

"What makes you say that?"

"You think I'd affect you. I intend to. We all do, just not in a big fashion. And we don't necessarily affect each other in a bad way."

Heero got up with his food and walked away towards the hall. Intending on keeping the conversation, Duo got up and followed.

"Quit running away from me," Duo said.

"I'm not running from you. I'm done talking to you."

"Why?"

"I said already, I'm done talking to you."

"Heero. You've got everything figured out but me. Quit running away from it and solve it."

Heero turned around to look at Duo. He then turned back and went into the back room.

"Do me a favor, Duo."

"What?"

"Be here when I come back."

Heero grabbed his bags and walked out the back door towards the hideaway where his Gundam was located. Duo stood in the doorway and looked out as he thought about what Heero could possibly mean by what he said.

Two Days Later

Quatre POV

"This isn't good. You said he was going on a mission, right Duo? He's not back yet. This isn't like Heero-" Quatre was cut off.

"Quatre! Calm down. You;re talking about Heero, the best soldier in the entire universe. He's not about to make a mistake," Duo said.

"No, I think Quatre is right," Trowa spoke.

"I have to second Trowa's opinion. You said it yourself Duo, he's not going to make a mistake. And he's making one by not being back on time," added Wu Fei.

Quatre paced. He was concerned. Concerned about Heero's well-being and concerned about Duo's facade of hope.

"Duo. You have to go look for him. You know him probably better than any of us."

"Quatre, he shuts me out practically every time, save the night he left. How could you-"

"But you work with him the most. You went on that last mission he went on, and you know his battle tactics. You have to go!" Quatre said in frustration.

"I'll go. But Trowa, be ready for us when he comes back, just in case he needs any medical attention."

"Ok," responded Trowa.

Duo walked out to get his gear ready to go. Quatre mind still on Heero and Duo, walked into the kitchen and made himself some tea.

"Quatre, you have to calm down. You're going to get an ulcer from worrying," Trowa said.

"Trowa, things may turn out ok. But as honestly as I can say, Heero is never late."

"We all know. Heero has a perfect record. But think about it, the chances of survival for us are as low as can be. Even you, who wears your heart on your sleeve, you're a trained killer. You know that making it in this war is a challenge!"

"But Trowa..."

Quatre was hushed by the taller pilot as Trowa put his finger to Quatre's lips.

"Just calm down."

Quatre walked upstairs into his room. He sat down and drank his tea, leaning on the headboard of the large bed Trowa and him had been sleeping in.

He loves me. I'm happy for him, happy for me, but I can't stop thinking of how bad things could turn out if Heero doesn't return, or worse, if neither Heero nor Duo return.

Trowa walked into their room. He sat on the bed next to Quatre.

"Trowa..."

"Sshhhh. Relax."

Trowa turned and massage Quatre's shoulders. Quatre put down his tea and turned onto his stomach. Trowa then massaged his lover's back. A gasp escaped Quatre as he relaxed completely. Trowa worked his skillful hands down Quatre's back. Not daring to move any farther down, Trowa moved back up. He moved closer to the blond-haired boy he loved so much.

"You know I love you, right?"

"Yes," Quatre responded quietly.

He's the best. I know he'll do anything I ask him, so long as I don't ask anything rash. I won't ask him anything like that anyway, I'm not that type of person.

Quatre drifted off into a nap as Trowa continued massaging with his hands.

30 minutes later

Wu Fei POV

The door burst open. Wu Fei stood in the doorway, looking at Quatre sleeping peacefully on his back and Trowa resting next to him, eyes closed.

"Trowa! Come quick! Duo's back and he's found Heero!"

Trowa opened his eyes and realized the situation. Waking up Quatre, he got up quickly and ran downstairs.

Trowa POV

Oh dear God, what's happened now?

Thoughts running rampant through Trowa's mind. Trowa ran to the back room. Duo was there, leaning over a dirt-covered Heero who was laying on his back.

"What's wrong with him?"

"I found him. He wasn't far from here. I don't know what happened, I just carried him back here," Duo said in shock.

"Alright. Duo, go my medical box. It's on the counter."

Duo walked briskly out as Trowa began to strip Heero. He ripped off all of Heero's dirt laden clothing. Duo came back in the room and handed Trowa his box. Trowa pulled out some needles and bags of solution.

"Duo. Get me some towels. A bucket of warm water. And some clean clothes."

Duo again walked out to get Trowa the items he requested. Quatre and Wu Fei walked in.

"What's happened?" Quatre worried voice struck.

"He's got a gash in his side. It's older than the wounds I'm really worried about. He's bleeding internally. At least 4 broken ribs. His right thigh-bone has a fracture."

"He'll be fine," assessed Wu Fei, and he walked out.

"How harsh could he be, saying things like that. Trowa, how will Heero be?" Quatre asked.

"Once he's stable and clean, just fine. His gash may be infected. And I have to stop him from bleeding, or he could bleed to death."

Duo POV

Duo returned with all the items Trowa had requested. He handed Quatre the towels and he set the bucket of warm water down next to Heero. Holding onto Heero's clothing, he sat down and stared nervously at Heero's body. Heero was breathing raspingly.

Hold on, baby. You'll be fine. Just keep breathing.

Trowa took a towel from Quatre and soaked it water. He then used the towel to wipe down Heero's body, cleaning it.

"Duo. Heero's clothing? He's going to catch pneumonia if you don't get him into something warm soon," Trowa ordered.

Handing Trowa Heero's clean clothing, Duo bit his lip with anxiety.

"Quatre, get Duo into bed. He's going to make things worse if he just stands here until he dies from being so anxious," Trowa barked.

"Alright Trowa," responded Quatre.

"He's going to be alright, right? Just take care of him!" Duo said as he was walked by Duo out of the back room and up into his own room.

Quatre sat Duo on his bed. Pulling out some sweat pants and a shirt, Quatre looked at Duo.

"He'll be alright. Trowa can handle it."

"I just hope so. Just promise me, Quatre, promise me that I'll see him again."

"I promise, Duo."

END part three