Disclaimer: *mumbles* Gundam Wing and it's charters do not belong to me. Are you happy now?
If Only
Part VIII
By: Penybright
Over the course of the next week, Heero seemed to improve minutely. Instead of completely ignoring that there was someone in the room with him, he would look at the person when spoken to. At times he still slipped into his blank lethargy, ignoring everyone and everything. He happened to be in such a state when Quatre left.
Quatre apologized for having to leave so suddenly, but urgent business at home had called him back. Truthfully, Quatre didn't really want to go. One of his fellow comrades was more important to him than a business deal. Unfortunately, Quatre's family was against him on that matter.
"thank you for your hospitality, Miss Relena," Quatre said as she escorted him to the waiting limo. "I just wish I could be here to help you get Heero to see his sister. You're going to need all the help you can get."
"I'm sure we'll manage," Relena assured Quatre. "Try not to worry about it too much."
Quatre nodded and got in the limo.
"I wish you the best of luck," he said before closing the door. Relena waited till the limo was out of sight before going back inside.
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Trowa entered the limo, followed by a stoic and disheveled Heero. After Heero, came Duo, who had a scowl on his face.
"Why did he have to choose now to be in one of his 'coherent' moods?" Duo grumbled. Relena sighed, and looked across at Heero, who had slipped back into one of his lethargic trances. He had been quite adamant about not wanting to visit his sibling. Trowa and Duo had... convinced him otherwise. The entire ride was spent in complete silence. When they finally arrived, it took some more "friendly" persuasion to get Heero out of the limo and to the front door.
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The wooden door swung ponderously open to reveal a woman in her thirties. Long, chocolate colored hair cascaded over her shoulders, and bangs shadowed clear, blue eyes.
"Miss Sara Yuy?" Relena asked politely.
"Yes?" the woman responded warily. Relena paused, unsure of how to continue.
"Are you the sister of a Heero Yuy who was presumed dead fifteen years ago?"
"Yes..."
"Miss Sara, your brother isn't dead."
"I already knew that," she responded, startling them all. "I did watch the news during the wars."
"Recent events have caused us to seek you out..."
"You found him?" she asked hopefully. Relena smiled, and motioned to two young men standing behind her. They tugged someone forcefully out of the limo and Sara gasped.
"Heero..."
"It's him," Relena assured her. "He has recently undergone some emotional turmoil. He's... not quite with it. I was hoping that talking to you would help him. I don't know what else to do..."
"I'll try," Sara assured. "And I think I know what caused all of this."
"You mean... you know, and you don't hate him?"
"How could I hate him? He didn't know, he couldn't have known. In a way, I feel more sorrow for him than I did for my parents..."
Heero was dragged up to the door, his back rigid and his eyes staring off blankly into space. When he was placed before Sara, he seemed to stiffen even more, as if expecting a blow. Instead Sara pulled Heero into a warm hug, crying on his shoulder.
"I'm so sorry," she whispered, hugging him tightly.
~ So, Heero's sister forgives him, but... does Heero have other siblings who will be less sympathetic?