Author's notes: Sorry that it's taking me long to update but I have no future chapters already done so I'm kinda just winging it all. Lol. But it's so fun! This chapter is a little longer than the last!

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"I thought I should say this again" spoken words

Golden Twilight

Chapter 2

Duo's POV

As I sat there fumbling with my hands, my mind was racing. Even though the episode of my outburst had past, my mind was still running over the whole thing. With me, flying up from my desk and Heero smirking at me, his dark blue eyes peering into my mind. Did he have any idea what he just put me through?

I stealthily glanced over at Quatre and Trowa. I found Trowa trying to hide a smile. Even though he was facing the front of the class and taking notes, I could tell that he was replaying the act over and over in his head. Quatre was beaming at me, his eyes laughing. I gave him one of my signature grins, trying to hide how stupid I felt at the moment. He gave me a sloppy smile and turned his attention back to the teacher.

I look one last deep breath and tuned in to what the teacher was explaining.

"Today we will be entering a small chemistry unit!" My teacher exclaimed too excitedly for my liking, "I'll pass the lab out and the directions, which are self-explanatory. You will be paired up and are expected to complete the lab by the end of the day. Does anyone have any questions?"

A few people groaned, some smiled. It was a nice break from learning about cells, that's for sure. I retrieved the white piece of paper that held the directions for the lab from the person in front of me. Glancing at it, I could tell that it wasn't very hard at all. The lab was just mixing a few chemicals and recording some observations. Easy A.

I watched as Mrs. Stran walked back towards me. I felt my heart rate skyrocket but I kept a cool appearance. 'Damnit…I'm probably going to get an after school now…me and my big mouth.' I sighed and braced myself for the lecture.

But instead of stopping at my desk, she turned and kept walking on towards Heero's. I let go to the air I was holding. People were standing up from their desks and getting their partners. I knew that Trowa and Quatre were going to be together. I usually got stuck with one of the nerds that no one wanted to be with. Little did anyone know; this was a great benefit. I didn't have to do a thing. My partner would do the whole experiment for me, fearing that I might mess it up and get some calculation wrong…or something like that. I would then just copy down the answers and wa-la, easy A.

"Heero, I'm going to have you work with Duo today. Is that ok?" Mrs. Stran asked.

I froze. 'God no! Why?' I didn't know if I would be able to control the problem that I was currently having with Heero. I glanced over at the new kid to see him standing up.

"That won't be a problem."

'WRONG ANSWER, HEERO!' I grabbed my pencil and stood up, facing him. I forced to smile at him and the teacher.

"Is that alright with you, Duo?" She asked, innocently. She glanced at me with those eyes of hers, as if to say 'just-say-yes-cause-I'm-going-to-make-you-do-it-anyway'.

'Just stay calm, Duo. You're overreacting again. He probably didn't mean what he did in the hallway. You need to stop judging a book by its cover!' I ranted in my head.

"Of course, it's alright," I uttered sincerely. 'Besides, it's only one lab. What's the worst that could happen?' "Come on, Heero. I work at station 2 so if you could go get the chemicals, I'll get the flasks. The chemicals will be located in the middle of that heard of kids right there," I said pointing towards the center of the room.

Heero, if he was feeling any emotion at the time, didn't show it. He bowed slightly and walked towards where I had pointed.

'I don't think I'll be able to survive working with this guy…' I groaned. He could at least be a bit friendlier. I don't know what I did to piss him off…wait; I should be the one who's pissed around here! Gah! What's up with this guy?

I opened the door at my station and pulled out two flasks. Right as I was setting them down, I felt someone right behind me. With reflexives taking over, I quickly started to turn around. I set the first flask down before I was fully turned, but the second one wasn't as lucky. I caught it on the edge while I was placing it on the counter and ended up shattering it. Gravity taking effect, I grabbed right on top of the broken glass to keep myself from falling over. I could feel the glass puncture my skin and my blood quickly rush out of my newly made wound.

I gasped and looked down at my burning hand. It was already covered in blood and there was still more coming. Several large shards of glass were sticking out, glistening with a tint of crimson.

I could feel my face twist in pain as I looked up at whom had been behind me. Heero was gazing down at me with an indication of shock and worry. He quickly set the two beakers of chemicals down and slowly took hold of my hand. I winced at the touch but quickly tried to cover my feelings. I wasn't going to show him any of my weaknesses.

A few of my classmates, who looked at me when I broke the flask, were now gasping in shock as they caught site of my hand.

"Mrs. Stran! Mrs. Stran! Duo cut his hand really bad!" One female student yelled. I didn't even notice Mrs. Stran walking over to me or looking at my hand. I didn't even remember her ordering me to go to the health room, either. My mind was too clouded in pain, seeing as to how I was trying my best to keep my pain covered up.

The next thing I knew, Heero and I were walking down the hallway in the direction of the nurse's office. My hand was wrapped in a paper towel, but the blood was quickly soaking threw. 'Ow, ow, ow,' I repeated over and over in my head as I slowly walked down the deserted hallway. I could hear Heero's footsteps keeping in perfect sync with mine. I looked over at him. He was facing forward but he glanced over at me when I looked at him. He still had the same almost-worried expression but this time, it also looked like he was in deep thought.

He reached out and softly touched my shoulder. He glanced to the left and right as if to check if anyone was around. By this time, we both had stopped walking. I looked at him curiously, wondering what he was doing. Slowly, he started backing me up into the lockers. I started to panic but he held a firm grip on my shoulder. I was weakened; this was a perfect time for him to attack! I almost started to run away but Heero cupped my face with his hand and brought his hand, which was on my shoulder, to his lips. He let out a "Shh" before backing me all the way against the lockers. His eyes stayed locked on mine and I felt as though all my insides were going to melt.

They almost did, when I suddenly felt a sharp pain surge through my body. I let out a small cry and glanced down at my hand again. Heero was cradling it, pulling out the pieces of glass that were lodged in there. I tried to pull my hand away from his grasp before he caused me any more pain.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?" I screeched at him.

He looked straight at me and answered, "It'll be alright. Give me your hand. Trust me." I don't know why I didn't just ditch him and run off to the health room. There was something about the way he looked when he said it. His voice was rich with worry but it also sounded like he was pleading me to trust him, to allow him to carry on doing with what he was doing.

I gave up my hand, cautiously. I bit my lower lip in order to not cry-out as he managed to pull the final shards from my palm. I had kept my eyes shut through the whole ordeal, so he couldn't see the pain in my eyes. When I felt that he was done sorting threw the glass; I opened my eyes and looked up at him. My eye site was a bit blurry from the tears forming but I could see that he now held one of the larger pieces of glass in his hand.

I watched as he took the piece of glass and sliced open his palm too. I stood there shocked. I could feel my knees start to weaken as my mind started spinning 100 miles per hour. I was so confused. Why would he hurt himself like that? Was he trying to prove a point?

He then took my injured hand into his hand that he just cut, intertwining our fingers so that both of our injuries were pressing up against each other. Heero pressed his body into mine so that I was fully up against the front of the locker. Resting his forehead on mine, he closed his eyes and started chanting. 'What the…'

"De fundo dentro de, chamo a você. Deste dia adiante, nosso bônus permanecerá forte e será mina para toda eternidade," Heero whispered and then gently brought his lips to kiss my forehead. His words washed over my face and for a moment, I felt as though I was paralyzed. A sudden burst of warmth spread through my body from the where his lips had touched my skin and all I could see was a brilliant white light shinning all around me. It felt as though I wasn't even part of my body anymore. I felt no pain or sadness. All I could feel was the warmth and a sense of calm surging through my body. But the experience was short lived and I fell into a sea of darkness.

-

My eyes fluttered open to a brightly lit room. The smell of anti-bacterial products filled my nose and my head gave a constant beat of dulled over pain. Where was I? What had just happened?

I searched the room for any form life and to my surprise, I found Heero sitting in a chair next to me. 'Why is Heero her-…' That's when it all came flooding back to me. Biology class, the glass, the blood, Heero, the warmth… What was that? I quickly lifted my hand, expecting to see it all stitched up and wrapped in gauze, but instead, it was bare. Not even a scratch was left on my hand. I looked over at my other hand, thinking that I might have mistaken my left from my right, but that was clean too. 'What is going on!'

"H-heero?" I asked, trying to find my voice, as I stared astonished at my healed hand, "…what happened?"

Heero snapped out of whatever trance he was in and turned his attention to me. "How are you feeling?"

"Ah…good, I guess…but, my hand…it was…hurt, wasn't it?" I asked, trying to get information from him. My head still hurt like Hell but it was nothing that I couldn't handle. I needed to find out what happened!

Heero's eyes narrowed. "You're still recovering. You should rest."

"I'm not tired."

"You body is tired, and you're still hurt."

I pouted and crossed my arms. I couldn't say that I wasn't, cause I was still hurting. I never lie, and that's a fact. I had discovered my whereabouts. I was currently being stationed in the health room. The nurse seemed to be out, which was rare.

"What time is it?" I asked, trying to change the subject.

"It's noon, maybe a little after," Heero said, looking around to see if he could find a clock.

"…You haven't been sitting here with me the whole time, have you?" I could feel a wave of guilt come crashing on me.

"Much to your disappointment, I have. And don't you think that I've forgotten that you still need to sleep," Heero strictly reminded me.

"You can't tell me what to do!" I pouted. I felt another crash of pain inside my head and it took all the will power I had to keep from wincing.

"Come on, you know you need sleep. Go to bed," Heero said, his facial expression relaxing.

"Heero?" I felt my face redden as I prepared to say the next thing that popped into my mind. "Will you…be here when I wake up?"

I saw him give a small, but real, smile. "Hai, I'll be right here." His words made me feel secure and the same warm feeling returned. I closed my eyes and drifted off into a dreamless sleep.

-

Heero's POV

He looked so relaxed when he slept. The way his bangs fell to the sides of his face and how his fingers twitched every few minutes was absolutely adorable. I had been sitting here, watching him for the past few hours. I talked to the nurse even. Her name was Ms. Stephen and seemed very nice. She tried to persuade me to go back to class, since it was my first day and all, but I said I'd be fine. I was perfect just sitting here, watching over this little angel.

There were so many things that people didn't know about me. There was the real reason why I moved to the States, for one. That was still a mystery to the students of Wing Zero High, and I planned on keeping it that way with a few exceptions. When someone found out about my secret that I had not intended on telling, then I'd have to move again. For you see, I come from a long generation of healers that dates back before the feudal wars in Japan. Not all people in my family tree inherited the special gene, though males did seem to have a higher percentage of receiving it.

The first time I showed symptoms of having the gene, I was only six years old. I was so free back then. Like any six year old, I loved playing outside and with other kids. You'd never guess but I had lots of friends when I was a child. When you're a kid, you are also bound to get hurt. It began with just scratches and small cuts that seemed to heal themselves within minutes after being received. I freaked out and ran to my parents and tried to explain my latest discovery. They sat me down and told me about my family background. They also didn't forget to tell me that no one could know about this. When I was little, I didn't comprehend why I couldn't talk to anyone about my 'special power'. Now that I'm older, I understand why. If someone found out that I couldn't be hurt, I would be torn from my family and friends and placed in a research center for the rest of my life.

I didn't want that to happen, but in time, someone did find out and I had to move. From then on, I tried to distance myself from the other kids. I kept to my studies and tried not to become too attached to a certain location. I even started reading the old records my ancestors took on the different spells they used with the healing curse. Since the first time a person outside of my family found out about my condition, I had moved a total of six times in my life. All six were because of me. My father finally got a high paying job and my mom loved our newly bought house. It was then, with guilt taking over, I suggested that I moved to America on my own.

My parents were a bit surprised at my request but agreed. They knew that my father's job was a once in a lifetime chance and they couldn't take any chancing having me around to screw it up, or at least that's what I think they thought… We planned for months in advance, making sure I got into a high school and that the first few months of my apartment were paid for.

I didn't really want to move that far away from home, but I had been a big enough burden to them. I almost went as far as to change my name but my parents drew the line there. They said that there could be trouble with the law if anyone found out about my name change, and that would just cause more complications.

With my mother crying profusely and my father giving me a proud gaze, I boarded the plane and flew to California to start my new life.

I felt the bed shift under my hands and my mind was brought back from the past. I watched as Duo unconsciously moved his head from one side to the other, leaving behind a drool stain behind him. I smiled at how child-like he looked right then. He might act tough but I could see right through all of his masks.

Duo's life was about to drastically change. When I mixed blood with him, he unknowingly gained some of my healing power. That was the reason his hand wound had healed unnaturally fast. I don't even know why I bonded with him! My first reaction was probably guilt. With just the feeling that I had indirectly caused him to feel pain overwhelmed me and I felt I needed to do something to help him. But now, it just seemed like the logical thing to do at the moment. All the fear of someone finding out about me were quickly cast aside and all I could see, all I could feel, was Duo.

"Oh, Heero. Are you still here?" I heard a feminine voice behind me, instantly recognizing it as Ms. Stephen.

I tore my eyes away from the sleeping boy and turned around to face the young nurse. "Welcome back, Ms. Stephen."

"Oh, I hope it wasn't too much of a bother watching over him for me. I still can't believe I left my lunch at home today," She said walking over to Duo. She placed her hand on his forehead and turned around and started jotting notes on a slip of paper.

"Not a problem at all," I replied.

"Has he woken up at all?"

"Once, just before you arrived back here. Though, it was only for a few brief moments. He looked as though he had a headache but that was all," I informed the nurse.

She sighed and thanked me yet again. She pulled out an ice pack, wrapped it in paper towels and placed it on Duo's brow. "Do you think you could take this off after a few minutes? If it stays on too long it could leave a bigger headache for him."

She then turned her attention to a young, freshman boy who had just walked in. I had told her about Duo blacking out, but nothing about his hand. I would have to explain the whole ordeal to Duo at some point…though I hoped it wouldn't be soon. The fear of Duo rejecting me over something I had no control over was enough to make me cry…not that I would. I never cried. Not since I was six years old, never again.

"I'm right here…Duo. You're safe."

Author Note: Ok, when Heero is chanting gibberish above, he is actually saying, "From deep within, I call to thee. From this day forth, our bond will be absolute and you shall be mine forever more." (It's Portuguese) I was meaning it to be one of the chants he learned from when he was a kid but you can take it anyway you wish. hehe. Again, thank you for the reviews. Love love!