A/N: Hey guys! I'm BACK! Now here's the scoop.. We here and SFA inc. just got a new computer system so the old one is now hooked up in my bedroom.. Unfortunately, No internet there so updating is gonna be kinda fun.. I'll type the new chaps up there... Write them out, or put them on disc.. whichever I feel like, them put them on the new comp and upload them. So bear with me for a little while longer of hectic insanity.

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I-Heart-Manga: True that Duo may seem a bit weak to you, but one must keep in mind that I am something of a GW Guru and, he suffered a lot of pain and anguish throughout his lifetime.. First, his parents..He said so himself, he is a war orphan.. Then the person he first cared about as a best friend, possibly even a brother, Solo, who died of a deadly plague that swept through the L2 colonies.. Next in line in his story of tragedy comes the people he has always thought of as parents, Father Maxwell and Sister Helen. They were killed, along with 243 other people, when the alliance military attacked the Maxwell Church. Duo's always felt a particular sorrow over this event as he has always semi blamed himself because at the same time the church was being destroyed, he was out stealing a mobile suit and carrier from the alliance. At that point he was only about 8 years old and spent the next four or five years living on the streets where one can only imagine what could've happened to him. After meeting with Prof. G He was made to fight in a war that had literally taken everything away from him and kill not only those responsible but innocent people as well.. He hid his pain behind a mask of false cheerfulness because he didn't wish to accept it and he felt that the other pilots had enough problems of their own. But everyone has a breaking point... And given all the pain and sorrow he's suffered through he'd have to reach it at some point.. I just decided this was it. Yes.. I do have a time frame for the fic.. this is all taking place about 2-3 years after the Mariemaia Incident. And the Trowa thing? Well... Much ad I love the guy(which is lot) I felt that he wasn't really the right character for a major role in the story.. more like a the guy who wants to interfere as little as possible and more or less observe what will happen.. Much like the role he played in Ground Zero.

Weissangel24: Thanks for the info and confirming that Yu-Gi-Oh! reference for me.. I never guessed that Midorikawa Hikaru-sama played Seto.. I must go back and pay closer attention...

Rikothedeathangel: Your support is really appreciated. Thank ya so much.

And lastly Raven's Light: What would I do without you? You are such a great friend.

Now onto the fic!

Chapter 17:

"Heero..." I gasped. Heero... I turned and went to the room where Heero and Trowa were quietly talking. In soaking clothes and my bangs hanging heavily I exclaimed "YOU!" And stalked towards the figure of my rage.

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I sat there listening as Maxwell once again told me of the nightmare that had upset him so... After having heard the entire nightmare, in a rather vivid clarity, I could understand why he was so troubled. Unfortunately there was not much I could do for him save for offering him comfort and support, without knowing what had happened to bring on such a frightening dream. So I did everything I could do and sat there gently offering him my comfort and support.

Soon he drifted into a light slumber. After carefully tucking him into my bed, so as not to wake him, I went in search of Yuy. My search wasn't a very long one as shortly after departing my room I heard Winner's voice float down the hall as he shouted at the person I sought. I would've been content to let Winner yell at him, however Yuy had information I needed and I feared that the disturbance would awaken Maxwell. I followed the sound of his voice to the den.

"YOU!" Quatre yelled as he approached Barton and Yuy. " What did you do to him!"

Bewildered Yuy asked him, "What are you talking about, Quatre?" Winner looked slightly taken aback for a moment before shouting out, "Duo! He has been having nightmares Heero! Nightmares about you killing him! What did you do!"

"That is what I would like to know as well." I said, much calmer than Winner, as I entered the room. All three of my comrades looked up at me in surprise. I turned to the blonde Arab first, "Winner.. I think it would be best if you calmed down... Or in the very least stop yelling, for Maxwell's sake. He is asleep in my room. I do not wish for his rest to be disturbed."

Barton nodded his agreement and placed his hand on the young blonde's shoulder, gently leading him out of the room, leaving me alone to talk with Yuy.

" Now that we are alone, would you mind telling me what you did to Maxwell?" I asked.

"Nothing." Was his reply.

"Somehow I find that less than convincing, Yuy." I retorted. Now I would suggest you tell me the truth. What did you do to Maxwell?"

"Whether you believe me or not, Chang, the truth is I've done nothing to Duo..." He answered. " I'm just as worried as you are.." His tone softened as he glanced downwards.

"All I know is that Duo and I had fallen asleep together... When I woke up he was in the throes of a nightmare." He explained. "I tried to calm him but he fought me then ran... To you presumably." his gize didn't rise to meet mine as his words carried an air of jealousy. "I was going to come and make sure he was alright when Trowa stopped me in the hall."

"Hmm..." I sighed, pondering what Yuy had told me.

"I... I don't know what to do..." He confessed, sorrow filling his usually callous voice.

I sighed once more. " I don't know either Yuy. I don't know whether to believe you or to kill you for hurting Duo the way you have." I folded my arms across my chest. "But, until I figure it out I want you to stay away from him." With that I turned and walked out of the room. I decided that I would make sure my sweet death angel was still resting peacefully then I would go meditate for a while, to clear my mind of all differing thoughts. Unfortunately enough, things didn't go as planned. It would seem that they never do.