What? Two chapters in two days? I'm spoiling you people…
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I woke up to the sweet aroma of freshly cooked food. I struggled to full awareness then sat up and leaned against the headrest. I looked around to find out where the heavenly scent was coming from and my eyes settled on a tray on the bedside table. On it there was: a plate of eggs, bacon and toast with a glass of orange juice next to it. Also there were two small white tablets - I guessed they were ibuprofen - and a bottle of purple coloured liquid that must have been the 'flu medicine with a spoon to take it with. My stomach grumbled reminding me that I was supposed to eat the food rather than stare at it, so I picked up the tray and got stuck in. It was sooooo good! After I'd finished the food, I took the tablets with the orange juice and took two teaspoons of the medicine, which wasn't all that bad 'cause it was grape flavoured. The ibuprofen worked almost immediately because my headache ceased within minutes and my body stopped throbbing. When I put the tray back on the bedside table, Heero seemed to appear out of nowhere to take it back to the kitchen.
"There's a bathroom through that door," Huh, I didn't see that door before, "and there are some clothes on the sofa. Towels are in the bathroom." Then he turned around and exited the room leaving me to get ready.
The bathroom was…Wow…that's the only was I can describe it. The walls were pale blue marble with black tiling going around the bottom and around the middle. The toilet, bath – which was about as big as my room – and the shower were all black and silver and there was a fluffy, blue carpet on the floor that was warmed by the hot water piping underneath the floor. I know that this was just a plain bathroom compared to what most people can have but to me it was amazing. Back at the house – I won't disgrace myself by calling it home – all I had to use to wash in the morning was a room that even smaller than my bedroom, with nothing in there but a shower stall that hardly ever had hot water. It was always cold in there though I don't see why. They're more than rich enough to afford central heating throughout the whole house but in my room and where I was allowed to wash, it was perpetually cold. Hmm, I wonder why? Please make a note of the sarcasm used it the last sentence.
I decided to have a bath so I could relax my muscles and not end up having them seize up after the medicine wears off. I turned onthe taps, making sure that it was very warm, climbed out of my boxers and slide into heaven. As soon as I was fully immersed in the water I let out a moan of contentment. It really and truly was heaven. I stayed in there for ages. I took my hair out of my braid and just let it float out behind me. I spent ages in that bath and I would have spent longer but I was starting to go all pruney and the water was turning decidedly cold. So I heaved myself out of the bath, pulled the plug and watched the water disappear in a whirlpool down the plughole. I snapped out of my vivid fascination because I realised that normal people don't usually become riveted by draining the bath. I took a nice, big, fluffy, blue towel off the rack and a smaller one for my hair. I walked out of the bathroom with the steam escaping after me and sat down on the bed, relishing in the softness of the towel while I dried my hair. Once I'd deemed my hair dry enough to not leave wet patches on the clothes, I put that wet towel on the bed a walked over to the sofa where I then proceeded to check out what clothes Heero had left for me. Black silk boxers – I never figured Heero for a silk-lover – black, baggy jeans, a dark blue t-shirt and a black hoodie with 'I'm a schizophrenic, and so am I' emblazoned on the front. I put those on and found my DM's under the bed. Since I had no brush or comb I couldn't do my hair. So I went to the door and called for Heero praying that he could hear me. I must have waited five minutes sitting on the bed for Heero, but when he finally arrived he just stood there and stared at me. It was really weird. He was just standing there with some indecipherable expression on his face. Heh, guess he hasn't seen with my hair out.
"Heero," That seemed to snap him out of whatever reverie he was in.
"What is it, Duo?"
"I need a brush or a comb to do my hair." He left the room without a sound and returned with a brush in his hand.
"Thanks. Who's is this?"
"Wufei's," Why am I not surprised? Wufei loves his hair almost as much as I do.
I took the brush from him and began the stressful task of combing out my hair. My hair, you see is quite long. It comes down to about my knees because I have never cut it. It annoys my 'mother' so much. She says it makes me look like a girl and no one would go out with me and marry me if I looked like that. Then she found out I was gay, and said 'No wonder why you kept it so long, it's a queer hairstyle'. I stopped speaking to her for a while after that. I don't mind that people sometimes mistake me for a girl because when we first moved I went through a rebellious stage where I kept on doing things that weren't exactly legal. So when I got caught by the police they couldn't believe that a nice, innocent girl could commit all those crimes. And who was I to correct them? There were times when I wasn't mistaken for a girl but I didn't get upset by those times. If anything I was enjoying it. Richard and Teresa's – my mother in name and nothing else – faceswhen they had to come and get at the police station were priceless. Alas, I had to stop when Richard threatened to kick me if I kept on getting into trouble. My manager, a man called Howard and a good friend of mine, didn't really mind about the charges so he couldn't threaten my job but – as much as it would please me to leave – I had nowhere to stay if I was kicked out.
After I had put my hair in its well renowned braid, I stood up feeling much better than when I had first gotten up and grinned at Heero.
"Hey Heero, what's the time?"
"1:32pm." Duh. Did he really think I'd be in the land of the living at 1:32am?
"Great. I'm ready to go home. Thank you so much for looking after me. You're a real friend." I swear he blushed when I said that but it could have been just a trick of the light.
"You're welcome, Duo. Come on, let's go. I'll give you a ride to your house." Well all I can say is that Heero certainly know how to ride in style. He had a nice, sleek, fiery red Harley. Man I'd wanted a motorbike for ages but I didn't have enough money. Quatre offered to buy one for me but I said no. I didn't want to feel like I'm leeching off my friends. If it was possible, my grin got wider. I knew I was going to enjoy riding on that. Heero got on and put his helmet on before hurling one in my direction. I got on behind him and wrapped my arms around his waist. This was the other part of the ride I knew I was going to like.
"Ready when you are!" He revved the bike and took of down the road towards my house. Going down the road at that speed, my eyes closed, it felt like I was flying. I felt like I was 9 again, rushing down the road at the back of my dad's bike, laughing at a joke he'd told me. I smiled. Not one of my manic grins, but one of my small smiles of contentment. Usually they appeared when I remembered the good times I had with my dad. The ride ended all too soon for my liking. Heero slowed to a stop and I climbed off the bike reluctantly. I was about to say goodbye when he got off the motorcycle himself and chained it up.
"What are you doing?"
"Baka, your friends told me about your family. You're still sick so I'm going to stay with you today to help you get better. The medicine is going to wear off soon and you're going to go back to feeling like shit." Well when he put it so eloquently, who am I to refuse such generosity? After he said that he walked pass me up the steps to the front door.
"Hey waitaminute! What does 'baka' mean? Hey Heero, you can't make fun of me in another language!" All I got for an answer was his sexy smirk and a deep sensual laugh.
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We made it up to my room without incident but I wasn't surprised. I would have been surprised if they came looking for me worried that I had been missing for a day. As soon as I got to my room Heero made sure that I went straight to bed. I told him I'd wash the clothes for him before I returned them but he said I could keep them. He's so nice isn't he? So I got into bed and Heero sat on the floor.
"Heero, you don't have to sit on the floor. You can sit on my bed if you want." So he got off the floor and sat at the end of my bed near the window. I smiled at him. I could feel the ibuprofen wearing off because my headache was returning, and it bought friends. The 'flu medicine had stopped its magic so my head was getting stuffed up, my throat felt grated and I was suddenly glad I took that nice warm bath this morning so my muscles didn't hurt as much as they did before.
"Hey Heero, could you get me some tissues for my nose please. There's a box in the toilet. It's down the hall and on the left." He nodded and left.
"Thank you." I croaked out. I pulled the duvet up to my chin and settled under covers. I was just hovering between consciousness and the Land of the Oblivion, when I heard an ear-piercing squeal. My eyes shot open. I'd completely forgotten. Relena! I flew out of bed, donned my jeans and ran to the door just to see Heero swiftly returning to my room with Relena attached to his arm, speaking a mile-a-minute about how Heero was here to see her. Well that pissed me off.
"Relena!" She looked up finally noticing that I was there, "He's not here to see you! He's here to look after me!" She scoffed at this.
"Why on earth would he be here to look after a queer like you? You'd probably start hitting on him or something! It's obvious that he's here to see me, isn't that right Heero?" I rolled my eyes at this. Even a blind person could see Heero frantically looking for a way to escape.
"Heero, tell her why you're here."
"Yes Heero tell us."
"I'm here," he gritted out, yanking his arm out of her grasp, "because Duo is sick. I'm looking after him." he said, reverting back to his quiet, short answering self. Relena stood there stricken while Heero made a quick getaway in to my room. I looked at Relena one last time to gloat and saw her expression go from being stricken to one of pure rage. She sent me a withering look before storming downstairs. I returned to my room and shut the door then I got back into bed.
"Heero? Are you all right? I know how traumatising that must have been for you." I said with a smirk on my lips. He glared at me before smirking himself.
"No. My ears are still ringing from that onslaught."
"You should listen to her try to sing."
Silence.
Then I burst out laughing before groaning when my throat protested.
"Go to sleep Duo. I'll be here when you wake up. Would you like me to stay the night?"
"Aww Heero. I didn't know you cared." I joked before saying seriously "Yeah thanks Heero. Do you wanna phone Wufei to tell him where you are?" Heero nodded then took out his mobile and made a call. First, all I heard through the phone was a LOT of shouting. I guess Heero interrupted their date. But when he explained what he was doing, that all stopped. He hung up.
"Wufei says 'hi'." I mumbled something while snuggling down further under the covers before falling asleep.
I slowly rose to consciousness but decided to not make it known. My room was dark so night must have fallen. The only light in my room was moonlight filtering through the leaves of the tree residing outside my window. I got up to see what Heero was doing and found him asleep, resting against the wall. I stopped breathing; I swear I did when I saw him bathed in the moonlight. His features glowing like some celestial being. Heh, now I'm going all poetic but he looked that gorgeous, resting there with all his guards down. He looked like he was finally at peace – no more demons to fight. I think it was at that moment that I fell in love with Heero Yuy.
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Oh I took this freak test the other day. Turns out I'm not the only one that laughs at the really sad moments in movies. My psychiatrist told me it was a natural part of growing up…right before he called the people in white coats to take me away!
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