"Maybe he went on a detour, after all he needs it." Treize said. "When he finds out that J got complete custody over him."
"His phone has been off for a while now."
"It's only been a day since he last called."
"But I'm worried about him."
"Heero is old enough to look after himself." Treize commented. "I just wonder how he'll respond to the turn of the events."
"He'll retaliate."
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Jamie lived in a nice neighborhood, Heero noted in the morning when he woke up. Unlike the suburbs, the houses were smaller and less grand but the people appeared to be nice.
Jamie had shown Heero his program Wacko. It was just an outer shell of a game that Jamie was trying to build.
"Up, already?" Jamie yawned when he entered the kitchen. "For how long?"
"For three hours."
"That's like at six. You must be crazy." Jamie opened the fridge and pulled an orange juice out. "Maybe I should skip school and show you all the cool places."
"You're late already."
"I know." Jamie smiled. "I know this cool digs where you can get some clothes. You look like a rag doll."
"There's nothing wrong with my clothing."
"That's what you think."
Heero glared and Jamie held his hands up in defeat.
"I was just saying."
"I didn't ask for your opinion."
"I gave it anyway."
"You're annoying."
"And you're not?" Jamie put his glass down and yawned again. "Let me get dressed real quick and I'll drag you all over town.
Jamie pranced out of the room like Duo and Heero felt his heart twist in a very painful way.
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"It's been hours, where the hell is he?" Duo began pacing Trowa's room, ever since the maid threw them out. "He couldn't have got hurt on the way, it would show on the news."
"I am also worried about him." Trowa said. "It's not like him to not call."
"Maybe he's not coming," Quatre said quietly. "I wouldn't want to be found either if I my guardian was a mad scientist."
"Maybe we should leave him alone for a few days until he comes to terms with the new idea of the custody." Trowa said and Duo launched himself at Trowa and held the emerald eyes boy by both arms.
"Are you crazy!" Duo said. "I'm going out my mind here."
"It's not like he'll be gone forever." Quatre said.
"Maybe he is or maybe he's dying at some roadside inn." Duo thought out loud. "I'm going to look for him." Duo began to walk out the door when Quatre stopped him.
"We have class." Quatre said. "We'll sort this out later."
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Duo laid in his bed in his own house and not Quatre's. His parents were back from their vacation in the colonies and it had been two whole days since Heero had gone missing. Duo could now admit that he missed him.
Where could Heero have gone if he didn't want to come back to Moriarity? It's not like he knew anyone, from what he could get from Trowa.
There was a light knock on the door and his mother popped her head into his room. "Dinner is almost ready Honey."
"I'll eat later, I'm not hungry." Duo sighed.
"You're not hungry?" She repeated and walked into his room and placed her hand on his forehead. "Are you feeling okay Duo?"
"Peachy," he replied.
"You didn't go to school today," she said. "Duo, what's wrong?"
"My friend is missing."
"Oh, I'm sure he'll show up someplace." She said and then left the room.
"Yeah, maybe." He replied and turned sideways. If only he got a chance to explain his ignorance to Heero and then maybe everything would turn out okay afterwards. But first and more importantly, why did he felt like he'd lost part of his soul?
"This is just not right." Duo said as a theory hit him He ignored it until it came back nagging at him that he had to acknowledge the truth, because it wouldn't go away on its own, and he never felt this way before. He had to accept the truth that he fell for Heero, just like Quatre fell head over heels for Trowa. What was with that family anyways?
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Dorothy and Tommy were still not released from the Juvenile Delinquents center, and Trowa couldn't care less one way or another.
He sat across from Quatre at the table in his dorm. They were trying to study, but the feeling of loss kept bugging him.
He could not get Heero off his mind. Trowa snapped his pencil in half and Quatre jumped.
"Sorry." He muttered.
"Try not to think about it." Quatre said.
"He's been missing for a while."
"Want to go out and look for him?" Quatre asked and Trowa smiled at how acute his Quatre was.
"I'll get the keys."
"I got them already." Quatre said, dangling his SUV keys.
"Let me call-"
"Wufei, done that already."
"And Duo?"
"Told him to come by also."
"You never cease to amaze me Quatre," Trowa said as he grabbed his coat. "I just wonder how you would be in bed." He teased and Quatre blushed bright red.
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Heero felt free for the first time in his life. No restraints, responsibilities or rules he had to follow. He was finally breaking away from Dr. J and the loud music didn't affect him as much as it should.
He was at a party that Jamie pulled him too. He noticed that he wasn't the only kid from a private school to come and crash the party.
A few of them he recognized from his own high school but they were too drunk to notice him. They couldn't have even if they had wanted to because he was sitting on the roof with a water bottle.
He avoided the drinks and drugs that were passed around in the house below.
Heero was about to lay back when he noticed a familiar truck pass by. Quatre's SUV!
It was speeding by the house fast, then the tires screeched as someone stomped on the brakes and the SUV drove backwards like the devil was after them. Heero cursed under his breath and crawled back through the attic window.
He heard the doors slambefore he slid down the ladder to the second floor. He then slid down the rail of the stairs without a second thought and spotted Jamie over the head.
Thinking quickly, he pushed his way through the crowd and grabbed the red-haired kid.
"Heeyy" Jamie slurred. Great, he was drunk.
"Come on." Heero said. "We're leaving."
"But my house…is way…faarrr." Jamie rambled, "Far down…that way."
"I got a bike." Heero said as he pulled Jamie through the back door.
"Heero!" He heard Quatre yell and Heero raised his head a bit and spotted four familiar heads.
Heero quickly closed the door and locked it from the outside. He dragged Jamie the whole mile to the park.
Heero hurriedly picked the bike up and hoped there was enough fuel to get them away from his friends. He wasn't ready to see them yet, not when he was beginning to enjoy himself.
Heero got on and motioned for Jamie to get behind him and Jamie happily obliged. "Hold on." Heero said as he did a 180 and drove out of the little path, nearly running over Quatre in the process.
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"Shit!" Duo said again the twentieth time on their way back to the SUV. "So close and why was he running from us?"
"Maybe he wanted to be alone." Wufei suggested.
"With that kid!"
"Is that jealousy I hear in your voice Duo?" Meiran whispered.
"Mind your own business."
"He might have just gone for a drive or something."
"I wonder if he got drunk…" Trowa trailed off.
"Didn't appear like he was drinking." Wufei said and got into the passenger side while Meiran took over the driver side. "I hope you got your driver's license."
"Why?"
"We're going to follow them." Wufei whispered and Meiran grinned as she revved the engine.
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AN :: Please clap for 2 wonderful beta's known as Becky and Suzi. They deserve it.
I know, I know. Heero is just giving Duo the run around. LOL. No worries, the next chapters are bound to be interesting once I type it, that is.
I also noticed that I kind of got flamed in some reviews. Heh. Sorry ppl. But look around, you see enought Heero/Duo action on other fics, why would I want to follow the same format.
Not that I'm trying to be original or anything. Because a lot of people already wrote on a lot of subject, there really is nothing for me to choose from anymore.Well that's a lie, of course. I got one new GW fic in the making, which is origital as I could get.
Anywho, I feel like chopping off my arm!! It hurts. But hey, look my spelling isn't all that bad.