Black-Angel-001: now you find out what happened to our dear usagi! is that shithead darien dead? uhhhhhh...
I Don't Wanna Wait
Strange. It was so cold. How? Why? Serenity shivered. Where was she? She wasn't sure, but it seemed like space. She wanted to open her eyes, but she was just too sleepy. Wait, if this really was space, then how was she able to breath? Was she even breathing? She didn't know; it didn't seem like she was breathing. Serenity tried to move her hand so she could put it to her chest, but was terrified to discover that she couldn't move her arm. She couldn't move her body nor could she make a sound.
"Is she really going to be okay? She's been asleep for a long time now," Duo asked wit a hint of worry. He, Quatre, Trowa, and Wufei were standing around the hospital bed Serena lay on. In the struggle for the gun, apparently, she'd shot herself in the arm. The doctors said she had gone into shock, and that they didn't know what would happen until she woke up. One femal doctor named Mizuno said that Serena may stay in the shocked induced comma for days. This did not help the sense of worry the four were feeling.
Heero had yet to make an apperance. He'd been informed, of course, but he hadn't replied or anything. They had expected this, but had still hoped.
Quatre sat at his sister's bedside, holding her hand. He ignored everything around him but her; he only ate after Trowa told him that he couldn't help his sister if he himself was also in the hospital for lack of nourishment. When Quatre wasn't with her, Duo was. He didn't touch her, just stare at her, his eyes staying on her face, looking for some kind of movement, looking for something that said she would wake up. He whisphered prayers that he thought he had forgotten long ago. Wufei and Trowa kept a watchful eye out for Yuy, but most of the time they stood outside of Serena's bedroom. News of what happened had reached the press and they hoped to get a story. They checked out whoever went into her room before even considering about letting them in.
Heero sat leaned back in the relativly small cafe chair. He'd completed his mission a few days ago, but had remained to tie up loose ends. Now back in the city, he pondered what to do. He knew Serena was in the hospital, knew that the bastard Mamaru was dead at long last, and that the others wanted him to go see her. Why? What purpose would it serve him? Because Mamaru was dead, she didn't have to stay with him anymore. She could leave, go back to her home. Quatre had said in his message that she wasn't doing well, that she in a kind of comma. That didn't make sense to him. All she needed was a good amount of sleep (hardly even a night) and she would be better. Right? He didn't know, and that bothered him. Heero liked to be on top of things, to know what was going on around him to the smallest detail. The fact that he didn't in this situation puzzled and upset him. When he'd met Usagi, lived with her, he never knew what to expect. Her personality changed so much he had a hard time reading her.
He really should go and check up on her, make sure everything was okay. But then, it wasn't his concern what went on in her life anymore. The man who wanted to kill and hurt her was dead, so that mission was complete. Or was it? Part of that mission, to keep Usagi safe, was to make sure she didn't get hurt. She'd gotten hurt. In some way, Heero felt like he had failed. That irritated him. He never failed at what he set out to do. At least, he made sure he never failed. That was part of his training, as a pilot and a sharpshooter. You never lost sight of what you had to do and carried it out to the end with as few mistakes as possible. He frowned. What was he going to do?
Duo sat in the waiting room on Serena's floor. He was surprised that he was able to sit still, he'd been so edgy that he'd been pacing. Someone had actually asked him if his wife was in delivery. All he'd done in response to that was stare at the person till she went away. If only that were the case. A shadow loomed over him and he looked up. Lo and behold, it was the Perfect Soilder himself, his face as unpassionet as usual.
"Finally decided to show, huh?" Duo's voice wasn't in it's usual happy go lucky tone. He sounded miserable, depressed, and worried.
"I had things to do," replied Heero, his own voice betraying nothing.
"I'm sure. I actually think you didn't want to come. None of us thought you'd show up."
"It's not my business anymore." Heero remained standing. Where was this going?
"Then why are you here?"
Heero was asking himself the same thing. He didn't know. Instead of telling 02 that, he opted for silence. Duo released a humorless chuckle.
"That's priceless. The one guy who has an answer for everything doesn't have answer for one little question. J would have a kitten over this."
01 looked closely at Deathsycth's operator. His eyes were red and his breath smelled...
"You've been drinking," he stated matter of factly, wondering how Duo had managed to get in the hospital like that or if he'd snuck some in.
"Thought you'd never notice. Don't lecture me or anything; Quatre does a good job of that by himself."
"You should go home, get some sleep."
Duo's head should vigorously. "No, I can't leave until she wakes up."
"There's no point in denying your own body it's basic needs unless the situation is crititcal. This current situation is not very critical." Duo stared at him incredously. Heero was in that 'soilder mode' again, analyzing everything around him and molding it to fit his perfect world. If Duo had been sober, he'd have wrote it off as Heero being Heero. Not this time.
"Don't try to make Serena fit into your perfect analysis Yuy," Duo stood, wobbled, then regained his balance. He was just drunk enough to sound normal, even if he swayed. "It won't work. I told you I'm not leaving until she wakes up, and by God, that's what I'm going to do!"
"Why? Why do such crazy things for someone?" Heero never could understand that. He'd seen countless people jump in front of his bullets and die to save someone close to them or they respected, who only ended up dieing later anyway, wether by him or another person. It was a pointless gesture, especially if the person you protected didn't care in the end anyway. "It's not as if she holds any special meaning to you."
"Are you saying that I don't care about her?"
Heero thought. "Maybe you don't. Maybe it's something else. The fact that she's a comrade's relative."
Duo grabbed the front of Heero's shirt. A very stupid move, since Heero could probably snap his arm in three different places. Instead of doing anything about it, Heero just stood there. Duo was a few inches shorter that Heero, so he had to look down slightly. "Don't you dare tell me I don't care about her! I care about her more than you ever will!"
From the doorway, Wufei cleared his throat. Duo let go and both youths turned to look at 05. Clearly he'd seen most of the confrantation, but chose not to say anything about it. "Serenity woke up."
Black-Angel-001: oooohhh, did duo just make a confession of love? we'll see later!