Author's Note: Wow...I started this story so long ago...lol I bet everyone thinks I'm dead. Well not quite but pretty damn close. But I finally finished a story, thanks to everyone who read this story and stuck it out with me. Arigatou to every one and thanks for the support. Now for the final chapter, thanks all!
To See You Once More
Sight 4 - Once More
Duo blinked lazily, the sunlight was streaming in through unfamiliar windows. Whe- suddenly the last nights events came rushing back to the violet eyed teen, he and Qautre... oh god! The things they had both said.
"Good morning beautiful", Heero gently set the tray he was carrying on the floor before seating himself of the bedside. Duo stared into beautiful cobalt eyes. How could there be anything wrong with the world when Heero was so close? "Morning Heero," sitting up Duo's lips met those of his love sharing an intensely passionate kiss that left both teen's breathless.
Face slightly flushed Heero smirked a bit, "Wow..." nodding in agreement Duo once again flopped back on the bed wanting nothing more then to stay this way forever. "So...Duo love want to tell me what happened last night that sent you across town without shoes?" Grumbling under his breathe Duo snagged a piece of toast off the tray before sitting up once more. "Not really Heero..." Nodding in understanding Heero laid down beside Duo propping himself up with one hand, face the very picture of calmness.
Munching slowly on his toast the violet eyed teen tried vainly to ignore the look his lover was giving him. The silence stretched on, Heero was perfectly ready to wait the rest of the day to get an answer out of his love, something was bothering his angel and he was damned if he was going to let his beauty down now.
Finishing the last of his toast Duo sighed in surrender, "I had a fight with Quatre...words where exchanged. Well on my part at least, and I ran out". Nodding the messy haired quarterback remained quiet waiting for whatever came next, "He want's me to tell someone... something and I...I don't want to because I'm afraid of losing them..." Heero may not have been in school all that often but he was by no means anyone's fool. Grasping the situation quickly he very carefully chose his words, "Well...if I was you, and I truly cared about this person...then I think that they should have a right to know."
Violet eyes closed as the long haired teen sighed softly, "Have you always been that philosophical?" smirking Heero shrugged, "You pick up thing here and there". Nodding Duo Once more snuggled down into the bed, "Heero is it alright if I stay here and sleep for a while?" Smiling Heero pulled the covers up, tucking his love it. "Of course..."
It wasn't any time at all and Duo was once more sleeping, looking far younger then he was and twice as beautiful. Heero gently ran a finger down the smooth pale planes of Duo's face. Memorizing every curve, and line burning it into his memory. Sudden inspiration hit and Heero needed to draw, slipping out of bed he quietly fetched his sketch book Settling himself beside the bed Heero set to work.
Charcoal scraping the thick cream coloured paper was the only sound as keen blue eyes focussed on the slim figure before him. Calloused fingers smeared and brushed the lines softly lovingly as the picture began to take shape. Long pale legs poking out from the bottom of the sheet. Pale smooth chest glowed warmly with the sun filtering through the blinds. The hours crept by both boys totally unaware of the time. One in a deep dreamless sleep the other absorbed in the creation before him. The whole world existed only for them.
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The crimson shadows of dusk spilled across the now stirring figure. Heero idly stretched in his chair, surprised to see how late in the day it really was. His closed sketch book lay on the floor, his subject was gone. Frowning he rubbed tired blue eyes with charcoal stained fingers, slightly surprised Duo had left while he was sleeping. Singing with resignation he stood moving towards the rumpled sheets on the bed, among the tangled linen lay a page from his sketch book neatly folded. "He must have left a note..." feeling better he plucked the page up eager to see what his love had written. Cobalt eyes skimmed the page quickly, as slowly his smile faded.
"No..." he whispered, re-reading the note for the third time. Finally trembling fingers dropped the think paper as knees finally gave out and the teen crumpled to the floor clutching his chest in agony. This couldn't be happening, not now... finally he gave into the tears he had never allowed himself to cry as a child. As he sat on the floor leaning against the bed silent tears flowed down his face unchecked. His life was over.
A sudden breeze blew in through the open curtain rustling the paper now forgotten beside the grieving teen. The quick scrawl was rather shaky as if the writer wanted nothing better then to get it done and over with. The message was short but the meaning was clear.
Heero,
I can no longer do this. I cannot lie. Please do not try to contact me. Goodbye.
Duo
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The house was silent. Quatre sat with Trowa in the living room fearfully looking up the stairs. There was no sound comming from Duo's room. "How is he?" Trowa finally whispered, it had been almost a week since Duo had returned from Heero's expressionless and vacant. He hadn't left his room other then to use the bathroom. He hadn't gone to school or eaten. The blonde was terribly worried. "Same since yesterday, how is Heero?" shaking his head Trowa glanced to his lover, "He's looking rough, he keeps comming to school looking for Duo always clutching this piece of paper I'm not sure what it is...looks as though he's been in a couple fights but he looks so lost Quatre. Almost like he's lost his soul..."
Sighing Quatre buried his head in his hands, Duo's time was almost up only a week more before he would completely lose his sight. "Trowa...we're going to have to do something drastic...the championship is this Saturday right?" Nodding the green eyed teen frowned, "What have you in mind love?" Smiling Quatre glanced at his lover, "I'm going to set things right..."
The pair whispered long into the night as above them a skinner, fragile looking teen lay prone on his bed eyes staring unblinkingly up at the ceiling. Vacant violet that had once smiled and laughed now only stared dulling ahead... his life had ended the day he had walked out on Heero.
Duo had keep telling himself that it was all for his love's benefit. That Heero would want someone whole and fit. Not some blind invalid, not someone like him. He'd done the right thing by walking, but not having to see the look of revulsion on that beautiful face...
He'd done the right thing hadn't he?
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He was a shell. A mere shadow of what he had been. He hadn't shaved in a week, hadn't bothered to look after himself, he's just survived going to school early everyday and leaving alte every night, hoping to catch a glimpse of his love. He carried with him the now rather dog-eared and creased drawing he made of Duo that day. The last drawing he had made.
Sitting in the locker room fully geared he held the picture tightly tracing his lines lightly remembering the brief time he had spent in heaven. Today was the championship...he would win. Duo said he'd always liked watching him play football maybe, just maybe he's be here today.
It was a fool's hope but one that he clung to. Carefully he tucked the picture away, grabbing his helmet he started off towards the field moving slowly, the weight of the world on his shoulders. As he rounded the turn he heard voicing comming from just inside the gate, apparently the pair was arguing and the had yet to notice him. Sighing he started forward only to stop dead as he recognized the one voice...that voice that haunted his dreams.
"No Quatre!" the blonde had been watching, waiting for Heero to appear and now time for the show. "Yes Duo, I know you want to watch this game. I know how much you want to see him." Shaking his head in denial the brunette slowly back away. "No...no..." the blonde advanced, "What are you going to do Duo are you going to run away from me too? Just like you did to Heero?" Duo gripped his hands tight, "No you don't understand..." Quatre was still resolutely moving forward. "Are you always going to run Duo? You left without a word you crushed him Duo...is it because you never loved him? Did you toy with him for your own pleasure?"
Heero felt his heart clench painfully, this was hitting to close to home, had Duo left him...because he never really loved him in the first place? "No!" Duo screamed, "No Quatre you don't understand! I did it for Heero...I did it because I love him to much to watch him suffer..." Tears formed in wide eyes as the tables turned and suddenly Duo advanced on his friend. "I gave him an out...to find someone who was perfect, whole...who want damaged like me." Fervently Duo gabbed hold of Quatre's arms, "You'll never understand Quatre...I never wanted to see pity in those beautiful blue eyes, to see revulsion as he turned away from me in disgust..." Sobbing openly Duo clutched harder to his friend as if he was a lifeline. "I didn't want him to feel obligated to look after me when my eye sight goes..."
Harsh sobs wracked the small frame as Duo's knees collapsed under him. The long haired teen sagged to the ground, "I'll never see his beautiful eyes again...I'll never see him smile, or catch another pass. I'll never see him wrinkle his nose when he thinks, or the way the moon shines on his face. I'll never see any of it again Quatre..." traling off Duo gave into hiss grief. The blonde looked to where Heero stood stalk still and thunderstruck. All this pain...
Slowly silently he walked forward to the keeling form, to lost in grief Duo never heard him apporch he did however feel the strong arms wrap around him. "Then we'll make new memoires Duo..." he whisped. Gasping Duo jerked back, "Heero I..." those arms pulled him back against that solid chest. "I heard it all Duo...so what if you go blind? I've always loved you and only you regardless of how you look or what you can and can't do."
Crying harder Duo clutched at the red jersey, "I'm so sorry Heero! I should have told you..." he all but wailed. Smiling through his own tears the teen hugged him close, "I'll never let you go Duo..." sniffling his love smiled slightly. "I'm glad I got to see you once more Heero..."
--- Owari ---