The problems of Blind Love

AN: This chapter really sucks. People, brace yourselves.

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Chapter 7: The plan

"Ever know someone named Solo?"

The words echoed through Duo's mind like a gong in a cathedral. Memories flooded into his mind against his will. Pouring into his conscious brain like liquid, flowing before he started had a chance to banish them from his again. His lower lip trembled and he bit it, willing himself not to shake.

"Y-yes." His hands in his lap quivered and he clenched them tight.

"He was your brother wasn't he?" Heero continued.

"He still is." Duo managed to squeak out. It had to be his brother sitting with Heero just inches away from him. It had been years since he had been near Solo, spoken with Solo…The thought of that made him want to reach out for him.

Did Heero tell Solo about him yet? About his eyes?

"Is that….who is here with you Heero?"

"Yes."

Duo let out a strangled sob as he finally let go of himself. It was too much. Everything that had disappeared over the years had come back to him in a huge, cold blast. He couldn't begin to describe the frustration he was feeling. He wanted to get up and see his brother after all these years. He wanted to know where he was so he could jump into his arms and-

"Duo…" The deep voice said calmly, a slight shiver in the pronunciation of his name. It was familiar; his brother's matured voice, just like he remembered. So much older than he. "Duo, I'm so sorry…about leaving you with that family. I hope they took good care of you. You have to understand that I was going to come back for you. I couldn't find you!"

Tears streamed down Duo's cheeks. Heero stayed quiet as he watched the scene. Duo was bawling in his seat, and Solo looked like he just wanted to embrace him. The blonde was hesitant though. He hadn't seen Duo in so long, he probably thought his little brother would shun him, push him away.

It tore at Heero's heart. This was a personal moment. He wasn't really supposed to be seeing this.

"Duo, please…if ever you don't want to speak with me, jus know I'm sorry."

"I know! I know! You don't need to be sorry!" Duo held out his arms in front of him. "Where are you?"

Solo looked at Heero questioningly. Duo's arms wavered as he hiccupped, wiping a tear that was hanging off one of his long eyelashes. Heero looked to the side and fidgeted. Most definitely should have told Solo about Duo. Dawning with realization, Solo glared hard at Heero and mouthed words the brunette couldn't read.

"Solo?" Duo asked, stretching his fingers out further.

Solo bit his lip and reached out to his brother, lacing his fingers through the longhaired boy's. As soon as the contact was made, Duo's digits clamped down hard, tracing every line and crevice in the hand of his older brother. He then reached out and touched Solo's cheek and face, running his fingers over the smooth skin stretching across his brow and over the chin, trying to create a mental picture of just what his brother looked like after years of aging.

Duo choked and smiled. "You've been shaving." He remarked as his digits coursed over rough stubble.

Solo laughed. "Yeah…we've been apart for a long time Duo. You've grown up so much as well."

Heero sat in his spot to watch the scene unveil before him. Duo put his hands on his brother's shoulders as he was pulled into a hug.

"Solo…I guess you know by now don't you?" The braided boy's cracked voice said. "I've changed so much….I…I'm not what I used to be…I can't see. Not a single thing and I…"

"Shh..." Solo said, putting a finger to the pouting lips. "It's going to be all right. Everything is going to be fine. I'm just glad Heero brought me to see you. It doesn't matter if you have a disability. You're still my brother and I've missed you so much. We'll get through all of this together."

"Heero!" Duo exclaimed. "Come here for a moment, please?" He released his brother from the hug and beckoned for the other boy to approach him.

Heero hesitated for a moment before walking over to the boy. "Yes?"

Duo wiped his eye with the back of his hand and beamed at him. "I want to thank you. So so so so much. You have no idea what this means to me."

"I think I have a pretty good idea."

Duo reached for his hand and clasped it between both of his. "Even if you do. I want you to know that I will repay you in any way possible."

Heero's eyes softened. He wished he could tell Duo that all he wanted was to love and be loved by him in return. This wasn't, however, the time or place to be admitting his feelings. He was just getting over them himself and to grasp such information so fully made him slightly nervous. But Duo was being reunited with his brother and the oh-protective roommate was probably somewhere nearby.

Instead, he just said "I'll let you know when I come up with something."

Duo nodded and smiled again. "O-okay"

"Anyways…" Heero said awkwardly. "I'd better go. I have some work to do at home and…see you." He fumbled for the door and shut it behind him, taking a long sigh as he walked to the elevator.

Back in the apartment, Solo had been watching the contact between his new friend and his brother, smirking to himself. Well, if it wasn't so easy to read.

The blonde boy pulled himself up next to Duo, putting a hand on his shoulder, and laughed.

"You like him don't you."

Duo turned a particular shade of pink.

"I-I don't know. I mean, he nice and charming and considerate and helpful…and self-less. But that doesn't mean that I like him."

Solo patted the longhaired boy on the head. "I think that since you noticed all those good qualities yourself, you do like him, your just denying it."

Duo shrugged. "Even if I did, he's just being helpful."

"I wouldn't be too sure about that Duo." Came the cryptic reply.

Treize sat in his office, hand buried in his hair as he stared quietly at a sheet of paper laying flat on his desk. He shouldn't have been at work today. He should have been taking a well deserved break. But no…here he was, sitting in his chair, pen placed in his hand, staring at this paper.

His free hand was clenched on the desk. The paper on his desk was written on a bland piece of parchment with the company's insignia on the top left hand corner. On the paper, it read, in his handwriting.

To Yuy, Heero.

We are very repentant to inform you that your position in this company's employment is no longer needed. All accounts and files belonging to you're clients will be handed to another member of staff worthy of replacing you in that position. We're very sorry to inconvenience you like this. You will receive pay for the rest of the month. We expect all of your things to be removed from your office by the end of Friday. Then they will all be thrown out. Thank you for your understanding.

Sincerely

Jack Hamilton (President of A.B.O.N.Y)

It was brilliant. Why hadn't he thought of it sooner? Forging a Letter of Release from the president of the company to get rid of his competition. It was so easy and looked purely authentic…Treize had to give himself props for cleverness. This would give him so many new opportunities…not to mention leave that cute new intern without anyone to protect him.

Treize smirked to himself as he delicately placed the letter into a signed and ready-to-mail envelope, licked the seal shut and literally kissed away most of his problems as he put it in the mail box on his way home.

Many opportunities indeed. Like, who should he move up into that big office once Yuy was gone? Maybe Chang… He mused as he got into his shiny red Lexus and drove off.

Heero laid in his bed back at home, hands behind his head, staring mindlessly at the plain white ceiling. What was really going on in his life now? He hadn't been in a relationship for so long. Was he really planning on jumping into Duo's life and heart so fast? Could he do that to the boy? It was what he wanted. He was starting to get the feeling that was what Duo wanted too.

They needed to know each other better, that was a given. It was what Heero wanted more than anything.

He was envious of that closeness Duo and Solo shared, even after being so far apart for so long. He knew that feelings like this didn't happen often. It wasn't everyday you wanted to leap into someone's consciousness and be with them every breathing moment.

Then again, it wasn't the first time he'd felt like this either. There was that one person. And…he didn't want to think about it. For the first time in his life, he was satisfied with something. For the first time he felt like he belonged, and he was happy.

For the first time, everything was all right.

TBC

Yaoi Fan Bunny: I'M SOOO SORRY! This chapter is wayyyyy tooo shorrrrt and waaaay toooo craaaappppyyyy. It took too long, there is barely any plot formation here. I'm overusing too many plot devices. It's STILL too short. And it took TOO long.

I'm sooo sorry. Forgive me. I'll make it up to you guys! Just stick around for me? Please?