DISCLAIMER: If I owned Gundam Wing I wouldn't be sitting here typing away like a nancy-fan-girl. (which I am :P )

A/N: Okay, I told you guys the chapter would be short. And it was..so don't complain and tell me that I had ages to do it in and it should have been longer because you have no idea what was happening in my life while I wasn't writing, and it was short because it was an appropriate spot to leave the story. The point is: I can write Heero in as many chapters as I want...I can make the chapters as long as I want and it's my story, not yours to dictate what I write, so deal with it.

A/N #2: Thankyou to the lovely people who had positive things to say.....

A/N #3: This is a longer chapter ^.-




Heero trudged home slowly. He had had the worst few days. Yesterday he was playing soccer at lunch and he'd kicked the ball and it hit Cassie Taylor in the head. She'd cried and went to the nurse's office. He'd said sorry but all her friends had stopped talking to him.

Then today when he went to school NO ONE was talking to him. They were saying that he did it on purpose, but he didn't.

It was just as well that he was going to visit Duo this afternoon. Sister Maria had promised to take when his teacher told the class that he had come home from the hospital. He'd had an operation and was going to be at home for a month while he healed.

Heero really liked Duo, even if he didn't know him really well. There was just something about him. The first time he had seen Duo, he was tiny and sad and something had drawn him to him.

Then in the next two days he had seen the happy and cheery Duo, who was always able to make Heero smile. And then he hadn't seen him since. Something happened that the teachers wouldn't talk about and Duo was in the hospital.

Heero ran into the orphanage and threw his bag down in his room. Duo would understand that he didn't mean to kick the ball at Cassie.

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"Hey Duo, did you eat all your dinner?" Clare asked the tiny boy sitting at the dinner table.

Without moving his head, Duo rolled his eyes up to look at Aunty Clare. He didn't speak and his face remained expressionless. The plate in front of him had barely been touched.

"Duo, what's the matter? You haven't been perked up since your operation. You've never been like this."

Duo stuck out his bottom jaw stubbornly and turned away from his aunt.

"I know you didn't want the operation, but...but can't you see how much better it is this way?" Aunty Clare bit her lip. She couldn't tell Duo the truth, but Duo hadn't spoken to his father in three days and Jonothan was so stressed and upset over it. He kept coming to breakfast with red eyes and Clare was sure he wasn't sleeping at nights.

"I guess it's not so bad now that it's over...I just...Dad shouldn't have done that! He said I had to have the operation like he didn't care about me or my feelings." Duo tried not to cry. So his Dad didn't care about him. He still had Nate. And Heero. Heero had come to visit him every afternoon. Duo had decided that Heero was his very best friend.

"Duo, your Dad cares about you more than anyone else in the world! Think about all the fun stuff he's done with you..and he was worried that your lungs wouldn't get better by themselves and he wanted you to be happy and healthy. Just think about it Duo. TWO YEARS you would not have been able to run or play with anyone! Now the worst is over and you'll be playing like a normal kid in no time! You'll even be going back to school in three weeks."

A tiny smile pulled at the corners of Duo's mouth. "And playing with Nate." He said softly.

Clare gave a huge smile, glad to see even a ghost of the old Duo. "Yep. Speaking of which, I was gardening this afternoon and Nate told me to tell you: 'Arf arf, WOOF!" Clare barked loudly.

Duo covered his mouth and giggled.

"But Duo, I can't speak 'dog', what did Nate mean?" Clare feigned confusion.

"He peed on your rose bush again." Duo let out a burst of infectious giggles and soon Clare joined in, so relieved was she to see the old Duo back.

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10 years later...(wahahahah)
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Duo ran down the dark street whooping, his waist-length braid whipping behind him. He skidded to a stop and turned to look in the direction he had come from. Duo put his hands on his hips, looking at his wrist (even though he didn't have a watch) and tapping his foot.

"COME ON HEERO!!" he hollered to the end of the street, where a silhouetted figure could be seen walking at a calm pace, his hands in his pockets.

Duo rolled his eyes and waited impatiently, hopping from one foot to the other. "We're going to be late! Wufei would never forgive us!"

Still the silhouette continued at an even pace. Within a minute Heero had caught up to Duo.

"We're only ten minutes away." Heero told Duo calmly, as the two as the two continued to walk together.

"Yeah, and we're only twenty minutes late." Duo frowned at his friend. Sometimes Heero's attitude really annoyed him. Heero was in this whole 'cool teenager' phase. He acted above it all, cool and unreachable. And it WASN'T cool to run. It was however cool to be 'fashionably' late to parties. Duo somehow thought that Wufei would not care how 'fashionable' they were when they finally arrived at his sixteenth birthday party.

"Heero, there is no one around. No one will see you running and I promise I won't tell anyone that I saw you run." Duo added the last part a little sarcastically.

"If you don't want to get in trouble with Wufei, you can run and I'll catch up later." Heero answered shortly.

"Okay!!" Duo said exasperatedly. He took off to the left, right down and alley.

"Duo!" Heero yelled after his friend's retreating back. He looked around indecisively then gave an impatient huff and ran after his friend.

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Duo ran along the alley, grinning. He was perfectly aware that Heero was running after him, but he wasn't slowing down. He knew Heero would catch up with him anyway. Heero was a great runner and Duo was always short of breath.

He came to a stop and bent over, resting his hands on his knees and breathing heavily. Heero jogged up beside him and waited for Duo to recover.

"See? I told you we shouldn't run." Heero leant against the brick wall of the alley, but he had a concerned look on his face.

"I'm...fine..." Duo said in between puffs. He stood up and stretched his arms over his head then forced himself to breathe normally. "Okay, let's go again!" Duo prepared to run off again.

"But wait!" Heero grabbed Duo's arm. "I was going to tell you that we can't go this way! This is the section of the town where all the hookers are."

"Yeah, but it's the quickest way to Wufei's and we're already late. All we've got to do is stick together." Duo grinned at Heero then took off again.

The two had just made it around the next corner when they crashed into someone and knocked him over, crushing him beneath them.

The man gave a yelp and tried to push them off.

Duo shook his head, trying to clear his vision, and his first thought upon looking at the dark haired man beneath him was that Wufei had come to find them. This person had the same length hair, and the same build. As Duo's vision came back however, he realised that this person was definitely not Asian. Other than that, he could have been Wufei's twin. Duo shook his head again and stood up; he had been staring.

"I'm so sorry!! We're just late for a party and we decided to run .....and...Tim???" Duo's mouth dropped open as he stared at the Wufei-look-alike sprawled on the ground. Heero looked at Duo in confusion.

Duo put out his hand to help Tim up.

"Fuck..." Tim said under his breath. Then, ignoring Wufei's hand, he stood up and brushed himself off.

Heero did a double take when Tim stood up. He was wearing a tight black boob tube, which emphasised his flat chest and the flat stomach below. He had a long black fishnet top over the boob tube and was wearing long tight black pants.

/He looks just like Wufei../ Heero thought, /Except WAY thinner and Wufei would never dress like a tart./

Tim shuffled his feet and brushed a few silken locks of hair out of his face to reveal pitch black eyes. He stared at the ground and contemplated running away.

"Is it you Tim?" Duo asked, taking a step closer to as Tim avoided his gaze and wrapped his arms around himself. Duo could see that he was nervous.

Tim nodded slightly, then yelped as Duo threw his arms around him.

"Tim!! I thought I'd never see you again! I can't believe it's you!"

Tim's first instinct was to fight off the arms surrounding him. Then he realised that Duo was hugging him, not assaulting him. "Hey Duo." He said quietly.

"Oh wow! You remember me! And here I was thinking that I had thoroughly freaked you out." Duo grinned at him.

Tim gave a half smile and lifted his gaze to meet Duo's. "Well you did that, but only because you bowled me over. Anyway, you don't forget eyes like yours."

Duo started to feel a bit flattered, then he realised that Tim was talking about the colour. /I suppose you don't see violet eyes often./ "Uh, look, I have to go to my friend's party now, we are already late, but will you be here tomorrow night? I mean, I'd like to see you again to talk and..." Duo looked up at Tim, who was only about an inch taller than Duo. /You used to be WAY taller than me../ Duo thought.

"Sure, same place tomorrow night." Tim said softly, then ran off and quickly disappeared into the shadows.

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A/N: Hopefully you guys will be satisfied with the length. This took ages to type because I am currently delusional with fever and fainted half-way through typing this when I went to get a drink...:(