Fruitless

By: Yasir the stoic

Disclaimer: I really own nothing, so don't sue me.

Warning: Contains Yaoi, self-injury (so don't read if it upsets you), and eating disorders. (Contains pro-Ana. It you are into pro-Ana this may be harmful, I really don't know. ) I am new at the whole Ana thing so I may get things wrong, for that I apologies. There is NO beta for this so grammar and spelling my suck.

Fruitless

Chapter Three.

(Two months later)

Heero looked around every where, but Duo just disappeared. When the news first hit Relena went beserk.

She kept saying he'll still be their right. Each tie Heero had to lie.

Now was the final hour. If Duo didn't show it would be too late. Duo wouldn't be his best man.

Heero straightened his tux and looked in the mirror. "So how do I look?" he asked turning to the other 4 men in the room. They noddded in approval.

Trowa was holding Quarter in the corner and Wufei was asleep. Zech's was talking on his cell to his wife.

"He has 20.543 minuets Heero."Trowa looked sad.

"I know."

"He will not miss it."

"yeah"

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Duo in fact did come to the wedding. He stood out in front of the church walked in left a present signed the guess book and left.

A loud motorcycle flew down the street in a purple blur. The men all new it had been Duo, and that he wouldn't be seen for a while.

Tbc-

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