Disclaimer standards apply Gundam Wing does not belong to me, but Camille is mine thank you very much.
A/n: I just want to point out that I have nothing against Trowa or any of the others, but you have to remember with what is going on with heero, its making them all un easy Trowa is just the only one to wish to express his concerns.
Chapter 4
It had been a few days since Heero's little trip to the hospital, and it seemed that his life was turning around for the better. Camille had lived in his spare room ever since his return insisting that he needed the time to himself. Although that did not stop her from being there for him any time that he appeared to need her. Like always she had kept to herself willing to give him the space he needed, and in return giving him what he needed when it came to human contact as well, but something had always bothered her from that day at the hospital.
She had every reason to suspect that Heero's friends might not trust her, but to have that one guy, trowa, do that shocked the hell out of her. Or, maybe it wasn't so much that, but what heero had done for her that was bothering her. He had stepped in on her behalf and saved her from being drug away like some animal that needed to live in a cage. She had never thought him to do something like that, but then again he did seem to change so much.
Ever since he returned home his memory attacks as she had come to name them had seemed to be coming less and less and his body seemed to be adapting to the change rather quickly. She sighed to herself flipping herself from her back to her tommy on the bed she had spread herself out on after having yet another restless night. She had been wondering on what to do and wondered if trowa was right. :Maybe my work here is done and heero doesn't need me any longer: she thought jumping as a soft knock on the door broke from her thoughts. "Come on in.." she called not bothering to move keeping her back to the closed door.
The door opened with a creek a sure sign that oil needed to be applied, ut she paid no mind to it. "I'm making dinner any requests?" heero asked entering the room.
"No thanks, I'm not hungry." Came the reply that seemed to come up quite often, in fact ever since Heero had returned from the hospital, it was coming up to often to his liking.
"Camille, I'm worried about you, please eat something.." he replied his voice showing hints of concern and worry.
"I'll be fine and get something later." She replied. The replies were the same, and normally that ended the conversation, Camille joining him but not touching anything. Little did she know, that Heero too was struggling with emotion, but he couldn't let it be seen just yet. She was doing as promised, not leaving him and being there for him right? So what if she rarely ate and let herself go consumed with worry fearing she was doing more harm then good even if Heero would remind her from time to time that he wanted her and she was where she belonged. That didn't mean she didn't wonder if he was just playing with her head or not.
Sighing to herself she set her sights on just locking herself away in her room unable to face him. She had been fighting her feelings for him for quite some time now, but she couldn't let him know that afraid of what it might do. Heero on the other hand wasn't fairing much better. Her distance from him and strange actions around him, made him think something was wrong but he couldn't quite place his finger on it.
He had made his way to the kitchen and started to chop up some things to put in his dinner. If he could feel his hands shaking as he did this, he paid no mind to it as he continued on. When the cool blade sliced his finger he didn't even yelp in pain, but instead ran to the bathroom and ran the finger under cool water before digging out the first aid kit.
Camille had tried to act like she didn't hear, but the fact still remained that she did. Fearing for his safety she knocked on the bathroom door trying to check up on him. Hearing nothing, she took a deep breath trying again, but still no answer.
Not wanting to wait another second she broke into the bathroom to find Heero still there hunched on the floor his body seemingly shaking. He made little sound so at first Camille had to strain her ears to make him out, but like with anything else she could have hunted him down if she wanted to easy enough and he didn't even have to let her. Wondering for only a moment if she was doing the right thing, she sighed to herself her mind swimming with thoughts of confusion. Making it up for the moment, she made her way to heero still wondering if by doing this she was doing him more harm then good. Hugging him close like she had done countless times before, she let him relax in her arms. "heero…." She started trying to think of what to say next. She knew that she would have to chose her words carefully or risk losing her life if worse came to worse. "I have done some thinking, and maybe my being here is dangerous to your helth." She continued knowing how heero was going to counter this statement this not being the first time she had brought it up. "I think you need to spend time with the others and piece your life together instead of living in the past. You have done well the last few days and you don't seem to need me nearly as much as you think you do." She said not giving him a chance to argue with her.
Turning on her heal, she walked out of the bathroom acting like she didn't hear Heero's cries. Tears of her own had long since started falling and she packed a few things before leaving. She did not turn back nor did she let herself think of doing such a thing. "gomen ne Heero kun…" she whispered as a man handed her a bus ticket and she boarded the bus. It was then did she let herself cry. She lived Heero more then he knew, but she couldn't risk hurting him. She felt responsible for everything that had happened to him, and for that she just couldn't seem to bring herself to forgive herself for her actions.
Ever sin ce she left him, Heero had changed. No longer was he starting to open up and heal, but instead he had gone back to being the hard non human like person who never showed any emotion. The only emotion he seemed to carry with him was that of the small hope that one day his love would return to him, but as time went on he was starting to doubt even that. His friends didn't seem to notice much all except for Quatre, but then again….you would have to remember Quatre was one of those people that could always pick up on something like that. He was the one to first notice how depressed Heero had gotten, but the boy simply wouldn't talk to anyone.
Sure he got a job and worked only speaking when he felt it was right. But…there was more to this then met the eye. True during the wars he was like this fairly quiet, not speaking or interacting with people unless he had to, and even then he only spoke as little as possible.
Naturally after hearing about Heero's change and seeing it for herself, Relina had once again started to pursue him once again. However, she swore it wasn't for the same reasons why she had started to so long ago after they had first met, but now that Camille seemed to be out of the picture for good, she could snag heero which she had claimed from day one to be hers. Nothing however could be more wrong then that though, but only a select few saw it including Heero whom still couldn't put Camille out of his mind no matter how he had tried.
One day nearly a year since the birth of the Earth's Sphere Unified Nation (ESUN), Heero was hard at work pulling up information on some kid that had seemingly started causing trouble for outer space and the earth trying to gain control of it. Duo had come in trying to talk to him, but he had nothing to say to the other brown haired boy. "You going?" he asked him.
Heero grunted and nodded. "Relina's been kidnapped." Came his reply.
"Anything and all for the one you love." Duo had remarked behind his back thinking that the young teen would ignore him.
"I don't love Relina, I love Camille." Came the reply before Heero's form disappeared from sight. Duo on the other hand was dumb struck and could stair with wide eyes at the now closed door that Heero had just walked out of. :What.. if that's true, then why is he going after that selfish bitch: he had thought to himself growling at his dislike for Relina. It wasn't so much he hated her for her looks, because that girl would have had any guy drooling, but rather it was how she forced her views on the world. Sure everyone wished for world peace and total freedom from conflict, thus why the Preventer organization was formed, but there was something more to life something Relina didn't see. If one thing was for sure, Camille had seen the world in a whole new light one that not even Duo, who had grown up on the streets and in the church could come to understand.
That was the strange thing about that girl. No matter who she had met, no matter who she befriended, she always left people wondering about themselves and even life. Even the oh so famous Relina had to stop and think of what had been said during that tongue lashing she had received from the girl.
The war had been one and lost in less then a month. Relina for once had made since and thought the young child a thing or too, and she even had the chance to help heero. However, it wasn't until she caught him she had come to see how much pain he was in, and how by forcing herself on him did it only become worse. It was then, as she watched him walk out of her life once again, did she almost come to realize that he was not hers, but that wasn't going to stop her from trying to snag him anyways.
One afternoon Heero had been hard at work typing away on a report whehn his mind started to drift. It wasn't often this happened, but fighting again had brought a lot back. Memories of a happy smiling Camille had entered his mind and for the life of him he just couldn't get her out of his mind. He had almost lost all hope of her return, but even still a small part was wishing for the impossible. Slamming the lid shut to hislaptop, he gathered his things.
Placing his things into his car, he dropped off his reports before pulling out his cell. As he headed for the busey space port, he called Lady Une owner of the Preventers, and informed her he was going to move again. He figured that if he got away from the earth and everything that reminded him of Camille, he could forget her and get on with his life. In fact he was heading for the Colony where Duo had grown up, so he wouldn't have to risk coming back to some stopping grounds that he would rather soon forget, but life is always going to be like that. :I wonder if she has thought of me since that day she left….I should have: he thought as he pounded his fist into the stearing wheel before parking and getting his shuttle. He could only hope that making this move might him get on with his life, but little did he know it was only the start of something totally unexpected.
