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On the buildings roof top, Heero stared out into the city's night life. His legs dangled limply over the building's stone edge. The night's breeze lightly ruffled his hair, chilling his stiff body.

He hadn't seen Duo for years. They had both gone their separate ways despite their bond in friendship. Contact between the two eventually stopped, each leaving the other to wonder about their will being.

'So this is how we both ended up...' Heero though to himself gazing down at the busy street below, 'I guess I couldn't grow out of old habits.'

"Heero!"

The metal door leading back into the building slammed back against the buildings roof.

Startled, Heero jumped to his feet alertly, only to find himself face to face with the blond man from before.

"I told you to kill the bastard! Why the hell is he still alive!"

The furious man shouted hauling his hand back balled in a fist before sending a heavy blow into Heero's left cheek bone. Heero's neck snapped sideways with the blow. A small trickle of blood seeped through the corner of Heero's thin lips. Refusing to look the tall man in the eyes, Heero bitterly stared at the man's feet. Still battling with his disappointment, the man shot a sharp jab into Heero's stomach, rendering the slender boy to the ground. Heero groaned painfully being caught off guard. Slowly dropping to his knees, the blond man gently touched Heero's bare shoulder.

"I'm sorry Heero..."

Heero winced at his words. He knew he could never mean them. His skin tingled as the man's fingers trailed from his shoulder up to his thin chin line. Now he was forced to look into the green eyes as his face was tilted towards them.

"You know I don't like to be disappointed."

The cold man's lips coldly embraced Heero's. The heartless action made Heero even more bitter.

This is what love is, is it?

"Yuya..."

Heero whispered, glancing up at his stern eyes. Yuya stood up, turning away from Heero as he walked towards the buildings edge. Heero willed his self to his feet, watching Yuya closely.

"I want him dead. I told you that before. I thought I had made myself clear..." Yuya muttered, wasting no time getting back to his point, "He has three days before his next gig at Top's. You have all those three days, though you shouldn't need them, to have him dead. I don't want to see him on that stage Friday..." Yuya glanced back at Heero, gazing over his dark tinted glasses, "Got it?"

Heero stared at Yuya for a moment, studying his serious expression.

"Well?"

"I understand."

Yuya smirked, satisfied for now. Taking a deep breath of the cool night air, he tucked his hands into his coat pockets.

"Very well then, Heero," Yuya smiled coldly as he advanced towards him, "I'll see you in three days..." He whispered lightly kissing Heero's neck, "I'll trust you this time not to disappoint me."

Heero's gut twisted. He didn't moved until he heard the metal door close, meaning he was away from Yuya's stare. Letting out a deep sigh, Heero ran his hand though his hair. He was in such a mess now. Yuya was someone he was frightened to disobey. Yuya had shown him many times what he was cable of, how he could punish Heero for not doing what he had asked. Why he had stayed with this man in the first place wasn't clear to Heero.

When he first met Yuya he was kind, gentle and caring. They shared an apartment for a long time before Yuya started to make any tape of sexual contact with him. It had been amazing at first, Heero felt safe, the feeling felt right, but once they were into a month of their relationship, Yuya's true colors began to show. He was abusive. He seemed to get so much pleasure out of Heero's pain. He was a twisted man. Heero was confused at first as to why Yuya would hurt him. Yuya loved him, didn't he? He took the abuse for so long, before he tried fighting back. He was shamed that night. Yuya had completely rendering him helpless, had done whatever he pleased to him that night. Heero felt completely naked and venerable to Yuya from that day. He was powerless against Yuya's force. This is what he had known to call love but it was nothing like Duo had explained, nothing like Heero had imagined.

The wind ruffled his hair as he stood, lost in his thoughts. 'What am I going to do?' Heero breathed deeply, 'I have two choices... I have three days to decide... What's it going to be Heero Yuy?'

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