Disclaimer: I don't own gundam wing ect ect (Like I have said the last
eight chapters)
NOW BEFORE YOU GO ANY FURTHER!!!!! READ THIS IF YOU SEE YOUR 'NAME':
DeathScyetheAngel: Sorry you had to go take exams all stressed out (actually I'm flattered that you'd be thinking about my story). About the ending, well... it was rather mean to leave it hangin' like that but I did. My fault, it just seemed like the right place to cut it off. Oh! And I'm sadistic? Hm, no ones ever said THAT to me before.
Asaroth69: OK, Heero is going through A LOT of stress rriiiiggghhht? Right. Now first he sees flashback of the death of his family and then he see his beloved Duo all bloody and in chains and he's been molested by Karasu. I think he's a little too shaken to properly do first aid. Anyways, I know Duo's a gundam pilot but he does have two broken wrists, he's coughing blood, he's been stuck in a cold cell with little to no food and he probably has a ton of other broken bones and bruises. So, as you can see, gundam or no gundam... he is hurt. And last but not least, I really don't enjoy ghosts haunting me and I will feel no different about yours (no offence of course) so... just read the next chapters OK? Alright. NEXT!
Z: I'm not an idiot but, thanks for the review? Really. Just keep reading, unless of course you hate me now since I wrote chapter eight and left every one hangin' like that. Anyhow, hope you do read more.
Katherine and JC: Sorry about that. Uuuuuhhh. I'll do my best. Just keep reading, really. I don't really look forward to getting mauled by a tiger.
Alright! Does that Straighten ANYTHING OUT? Ok, I'm writing now. (Oh! And you all better review because if I don't get MORE than 6 reviews, I won't finish. Yes I'm a snot I know... I just need to know things, what you all think. So no reviews, no chapter.)
"I'm sorry he's gone."
The voice echoed through each gundams mind. But Heero would be plagued with it for life he was sure. "No Duo! NO! Please PLEASE wake up!! YOU CANT BE DEAD!" the boy held Duo's body tightly. Wufei started to sniffle and left the room before he lost his dignity by actually crying. Trowa stood frozen to the spot and Quatre was crying a river onto the taller boy's shirt. "It can't be true," he muttered over and over.
'I'm dying' the longhaired boy thought 'I-I'm dead?' He was falling into darkness, all hope seemingly lost. And then he could faintly hear that voice. The voice he adored but couldn't figure out why. 'I'm not going to give up this easily!'
"Duo... Duo..." Heero was lost in a sea of tears sobbing his lovers name over and over as if that would bring him back.
He froze.
A breath. He was sure he heard it. Yes. There! There it was again. He set his head against the boy's heart. It was beating faintly. The chest was rising and falling.
Duo was alive.
"Duo!" Heero yelped loud enough to startle the remaining two pilots. They just stared speechless as the thought-to-be-dead boy let out a small unreadable moan. Quatre's eyes went wide as plates and Trowa actually let his mouth fall open. The doctor stared in amazement then quickly hurried to Duo's side. "I need every one out." He ordered turning to Heero who glared angrily "I'm not leaving-"
"You will if you want him to stay alive." Cobalt eyes glared fiercely but he let himself be lead to the waiting room by Trowa. "Heero!" Quatre exclaimed. "Its all because of you!" he hugged the older boy tightly and the perfect soldier looked quizzical. "What?"
"You stayed with him this whole time Heero. You're the only one who could get through to him while he was here. I mean... remember what you said... you were sobbing 'Duo' over and over" Quatre paused to suck in a breath before continuing "And then he breathed. Don't you see?" Heero arched and eyebrow and shook his head but hugged the blonde all the same. "Thanks Quatre."
Heero paced the waiting room for an hour. "STOP!" Trowa finally begged. "What?"
"Your making me sick, stop pacing."
"Oh, sorry." Quatre walked over to Trowa and sat on his lap as the older boy laced his hands around the arabs waist. "He'll be fine you know."
"hhhm?" Heero looked dazed. "Duo. He'll be fine."
"Oh, yeah."
"Heero."
"Yes?"
"He will. In time." The conversation ended on a good note as the doctor came out of room 426. "Well?" Heero asked immediately. The look on the gray haired mans face was grave. "He's still ALIVE right?" the cobalt eyed boy growled angrily. "Yes, yes." The doctor stepped back. "There has been some complications."
The doctor quickly explained that Duo couldn't remember his name. Heero shrugged that off, of course Duo would remember. He just had to see his fellow pilots, had to see Heero and it would all come back to him. The three boys walked into the room and saw the pale boy lying quietly on the bed. He had needles sticking from him and little things taped to his skin, Heero wanted to scream and take it all off, it looked horrible.
"Hey Duo." Quatre approached the bed. "Q-Quatre?" the blonde nearly fainted. "You REMEMBER?" he hugged Duo a little too tightly and grinned sheepishly as he let go. Duo blinked wearily and looked towards Trowa. "You-You're a clown right? I mean..." he closed his eyes painfully. "Yes. Yes I am. My name is Trowa." The lithe pilot stepped forward and held Duo's hand. "Were you'r friends. Remember."
Duo nodded slightly "Yes. I-I'm starting to. My name is-"
"Duo." Heero walked forward this time. Over come with joy. "Your name is Duo." The chesnut haired boy seemed shocked and was thinking things over in his head. "Yeah... Duo." He repeated. Then the boy turned to Heero. And the dark haired boy felt a knife go through him at Duo's next words.
"Who are you?"
NOW BEFORE YOU GO ANY FURTHER!!!!! READ THIS IF YOU SEE YOUR 'NAME':
DeathScyetheAngel: Sorry you had to go take exams all stressed out (actually I'm flattered that you'd be thinking about my story). About the ending, well... it was rather mean to leave it hangin' like that but I did. My fault, it just seemed like the right place to cut it off. Oh! And I'm sadistic? Hm, no ones ever said THAT to me before.
Asaroth69: OK, Heero is going through A LOT of stress rriiiiggghhht? Right. Now first he sees flashback of the death of his family and then he see his beloved Duo all bloody and in chains and he's been molested by Karasu. I think he's a little too shaken to properly do first aid. Anyways, I know Duo's a gundam pilot but he does have two broken wrists, he's coughing blood, he's been stuck in a cold cell with little to no food and he probably has a ton of other broken bones and bruises. So, as you can see, gundam or no gundam... he is hurt. And last but not least, I really don't enjoy ghosts haunting me and I will feel no different about yours (no offence of course) so... just read the next chapters OK? Alright. NEXT!
Z: I'm not an idiot but, thanks for the review? Really. Just keep reading, unless of course you hate me now since I wrote chapter eight and left every one hangin' like that. Anyhow, hope you do read more.
Katherine and JC: Sorry about that. Uuuuuhhh. I'll do my best. Just keep reading, really. I don't really look forward to getting mauled by a tiger.
Alright! Does that Straighten ANYTHING OUT? Ok, I'm writing now. (Oh! And you all better review because if I don't get MORE than 6 reviews, I won't finish. Yes I'm a snot I know... I just need to know things, what you all think. So no reviews, no chapter.)
"I'm sorry he's gone."
The voice echoed through each gundams mind. But Heero would be plagued with it for life he was sure. "No Duo! NO! Please PLEASE wake up!! YOU CANT BE DEAD!" the boy held Duo's body tightly. Wufei started to sniffle and left the room before he lost his dignity by actually crying. Trowa stood frozen to the spot and Quatre was crying a river onto the taller boy's shirt. "It can't be true," he muttered over and over.
'I'm dying' the longhaired boy thought 'I-I'm dead?' He was falling into darkness, all hope seemingly lost. And then he could faintly hear that voice. The voice he adored but couldn't figure out why. 'I'm not going to give up this easily!'
"Duo... Duo..." Heero was lost in a sea of tears sobbing his lovers name over and over as if that would bring him back.
He froze.
A breath. He was sure he heard it. Yes. There! There it was again. He set his head against the boy's heart. It was beating faintly. The chest was rising and falling.
Duo was alive.
"Duo!" Heero yelped loud enough to startle the remaining two pilots. They just stared speechless as the thought-to-be-dead boy let out a small unreadable moan. Quatre's eyes went wide as plates and Trowa actually let his mouth fall open. The doctor stared in amazement then quickly hurried to Duo's side. "I need every one out." He ordered turning to Heero who glared angrily "I'm not leaving-"
"You will if you want him to stay alive." Cobalt eyes glared fiercely but he let himself be lead to the waiting room by Trowa. "Heero!" Quatre exclaimed. "Its all because of you!" he hugged the older boy tightly and the perfect soldier looked quizzical. "What?"
"You stayed with him this whole time Heero. You're the only one who could get through to him while he was here. I mean... remember what you said... you were sobbing 'Duo' over and over" Quatre paused to suck in a breath before continuing "And then he breathed. Don't you see?" Heero arched and eyebrow and shook his head but hugged the blonde all the same. "Thanks Quatre."
Heero paced the waiting room for an hour. "STOP!" Trowa finally begged. "What?"
"Your making me sick, stop pacing."
"Oh, sorry." Quatre walked over to Trowa and sat on his lap as the older boy laced his hands around the arabs waist. "He'll be fine you know."
"hhhm?" Heero looked dazed. "Duo. He'll be fine."
"Oh, yeah."
"Heero."
"Yes?"
"He will. In time." The conversation ended on a good note as the doctor came out of room 426. "Well?" Heero asked immediately. The look on the gray haired mans face was grave. "He's still ALIVE right?" the cobalt eyed boy growled angrily. "Yes, yes." The doctor stepped back. "There has been some complications."
The doctor quickly explained that Duo couldn't remember his name. Heero shrugged that off, of course Duo would remember. He just had to see his fellow pilots, had to see Heero and it would all come back to him. The three boys walked into the room and saw the pale boy lying quietly on the bed. He had needles sticking from him and little things taped to his skin, Heero wanted to scream and take it all off, it looked horrible.
"Hey Duo." Quatre approached the bed. "Q-Quatre?" the blonde nearly fainted. "You REMEMBER?" he hugged Duo a little too tightly and grinned sheepishly as he let go. Duo blinked wearily and looked towards Trowa. "You-You're a clown right? I mean..." he closed his eyes painfully. "Yes. Yes I am. My name is Trowa." The lithe pilot stepped forward and held Duo's hand. "Were you'r friends. Remember."
Duo nodded slightly "Yes. I-I'm starting to. My name is-"
"Duo." Heero walked forward this time. Over come with joy. "Your name is Duo." The chesnut haired boy seemed shocked and was thinking things over in his head. "Yeah... Duo." He repeated. Then the boy turned to Heero. And the dark haired boy felt a knife go through him at Duo's next words.
"Who are you?"