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Warning: This story is an AU(Alternate Universe)...Also their are Male/Male relationships in this story, to make it simple for you people who don't get the idea of the summary warnings from stories...LOL...If you don't like either situations than don't read...
What Happens:
Chapter 5:
Found...
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It was a Friday, Duo was as regular as he'd been for the past year. Yeah he'd changed and not for the better...He lost his will and ability to keep his mask on all the time...He was letting all the times of his awful childhood and time at the base get to him. Duo wasn't the Duo, everyone used to know, but not everyone openly noticed or seemingly cared...
One day the group had been on a mission, that didn't go way Heero and Wufei wanted it too...They had succeeded but, they had barely made it, 3 of the gundams were at 75% damage and the other two even higher! Those two hot heads got pissed, and got mad, in their rampage they made Quatre and Trowa angry....Duo didn't really care as long as they didn't start up at him.
"Damn it! Quatre where did you get the idea it was over? Look at Sandrock! That's going to take 2 or 3 extra days to repair! Now were stuck here for that long till everyone is up and running at max!" Wufei told him, quite mad...
"Wufei I didn't think it was over, that was a sneak attack from that Aries! I am sorry! Damn you are such a bastard sometimes!" Quatre told him, now heated by the argument. Things just kept happening, all four of the arguing fighters throwing words at one another. Duo just headed back for the safe house, he knew better than to get in the way of all four of them at the same time...He'd try to cheer them up one by one...
When they had all come home, Wufei went to training in the basement, Heero to his room to type up the mission report, Quatre was on the couch mumbling angrily to himself, and Trowa leaned against the wall gazing at the Oz News Reports every now and again. Duo couldn't take it any longer... He went up to Trowa and leaned against the wall, acting as if he didn't notice Trowa... Then he would copy his every breath, flick of the wrist, ect... Then finally after only 3 minutes of the silence Duo broke, "How in the hell do you do that for an hour or more straight? That's depressing and unnerving!" He stated to Trowa who gazed at him with an angry air to his emerald eyes. This made Duo a little edgy...
"Duo leave me alone..." Trowa told him, and Duo didn't listen, which he often never did...
"Come on Tro! What's wrong? Come on you got to lighten up a bit!" Duo told him, with a playful smile.
"NO! Leave me the fuck alone!" Trowa almost yelled, which was heart breaking to Duo... He had never seen Trowa so tense, he put on a fake and weak smile, almost in a pleading manner did it plant itself on his face...
"What ever Tro, I can get the message." The braided one told the tall, well sculpted, and emerald eyed Trowa... Duo slumped off, feeling defeated, he'd never been put down like that by the mellow comrade...He didn't understand what it was about. So he tried Quatre... "Hey Q! What's up?" He asked, with a fake yet goofy looking smile.
"Leave me alone! Get out of my way..." Quatre pushed past Duo, knocking him against the wall...It actually hurt, not physically but emotionally...The Arabian was the gentle, kind, and reassuring one, he had never pushed Duo away like that...Tears almost came to his eyes...
H figured it was a burst of the built up anger Quatre been surpressing for so long, he just shrugged it of after he kept telling himself Quatre didn't mean to do it... "Wu-chan! What's up? Why are you...." He said coming down the stairs to the basement. He had been cut off by something hitting him. "Damn! Why'd you do that?" Duo almost screamed at Wufei, whose coal black eyes flared in anger, Duo shouldn't have come down here...The Chinese felt himself to be degraded, and Duo had just made it worse...
"Damn you Maxwell! I told you to leave me alone when I am training! Now get out!" He shouted back to the braided American, Duo still didn't leave he felt he needed to be the one to comfort Wufei...Wrong....
"Come on, please just let me sit in here and watch!" He pleaded to the jet black haired Chinese teen... Wufei trembled a bit in anger, then turned to face the baka...
"You baka! Don't you get it, I want to be alone! Everyone needs their space, and you've invaded mine!" Duo didn't have time to duck from the punch that was delivered to his jaw... He fell backward against the stairs, with out a word he scrambled up the stairs in shock that Wufei snapped like that....
He went to the hanger, to check on DeathScythe and start to repair him...Duo was depressed more than ever, his jaw still stung from the punch, and his heart ached with the pain his friends had stabbed it with... When he entered the hanger, he looked up at his best friend, his true friend, DeathScythe Hell...Duo could always depend on the machine, it had never failed Duo before...
Then he saw Heero sitting on top of Wing Zero, still typing the report... 'Its worth a try' Duo thought to himself... So he climbed up beside Heero, looking at the report a moment... "What ya doing buddy?" Duo asked him, he received no answer. "Come on! I thought you'd at least say 'hn' or something..." Duo was stopped dead, as Heero's gun was pressed against the American's pink lips...
"Damn it! I want to be left alone Duo! Just leave or I'll pull the trigger!" Heero told him, setting the safety off. Duo snapped, he couldn't take it, the one of the group he actually considered his best friend had threatened to kill him just because he'd wanted to cheer him up... Duo had been depressed the past year, he couldn't stand it no longer, he had to get away, his mind couldn't stand the nightmares that were haunting him every night... He snapped right then, with the gun at his lips he got up and hit Heero hard in the head.
"Yuy you're such a bastard, leave me the fuck alone! Kill me for all I care, end my pain!" He told Heero, who was in deathly shock, Duo almost sounded as if he really wanted Heero to shoot him... But the Japanese couldn't he did had tried so many times before and each time failed...He looked at Duo bewildered, and the American stalked off, anger raging in his eyes...
"Damn them! Damn them all!" He shouted to himself as he collected a few things in his duffle bag... Brush, 2 pair of clothes, all his weapons and explosives, and all the other essentials... He rampaged down the stairs and outside, past a confused Quatre, and a puzzled Trowa.
"Wait!" Quatre called after him, once he realized Duo wasn't planning to come back, he ran out the door to find Duo was gone, he had tooken his motorcycle... "O no..." He whispered to himself as he came inside, this wasn't good, Oz could catch Duo when he wasn't thinking straight...
"That baka better not get caught..." Wufei stated, as he walked in, sweating from his exertive workouts.
"Shut up! He's gone, he's mad, no telling what he'll do or what'll happen to him!" Quatre shouted as Heero walked in, still dazed but had his usual stoic face showing. Quatre glared at him, he knew Heero knew what was up, he came in to loudly, he had let the floor creak under his feet... "Why did he run off like that Heero?" He asked sharply, he knew Duo was mad at him, Quatre, he had pushed him away, the Arabian acted as if he didn't care that Duo cared...Heero looked at Quatre and shrugged, quite unlike the Japanese...
"He was bugging me, I tell him to leave me alone, and he busts out on me...He's loosing it..." Heero said, in an uncaring voice, but he did care, unfortunately his insides lurched at the pain he knew he'd caused Duo to snap like that...Duo had a lot of stress on him, Heero pulling his gun on him really didn't help, it pushed him over the edge...
The person Duo cared for the most, the one he actually LOVED or thought he loved had wanted to kill him, Duo didn't care to live anyway, if Heero wanted him dead than let him be the one to end it...
3 days later....
"Damn, I hate people..." A young man sighed to himself as he walked hunched over, down a small road. His arm was bandaged raggedly, he had wrecked his motor cycle, he had road rash on various parts of his body...Yes this was Duo, the same night he had 'run away' he had crashed his bike, about 3 hours after leaving the safe house...He had done his best to seal the few large gashes that were on his body, and just didn't care about the road rash.
He faintly remembered....
"Damn them! Yuy, I loved you, I was so stupid, your to emotionless, you don't give a damn about no one, especially me! Why did I ever think you cared for me?" Duo shouted into the wind as he went down a deserted street on the bad side of town. Then suddenly Duo caught sight of a bicycle laying in the road, as if abandoned in a hurry, the American didn't react quick enough...The front wheel of his motorcycle hit the old scrap bike in the road, he lost control and slid across the road. His bike smashed into an alleyway wall, and Duo was left lying on his side, mangled by his motorcycle.
Slowly but surely Duo collected himself and crawled away, he'd found an abandoned warehouse where he could stay the night. He had bandaged himself up with the tatters of the ripped clothes he was wearing when he wrecked. He slipped on another pair of clothes and spent the night there, not really caring what happened during the night, he was to tired and pained to care...
Now Duo walked along, looking like the dead, his hair in chaos, his body ached, and his head was clouded over in to many thoughts. He wanted to just lay out and die, but he couldn't...The God of Death was to terrible for such a easy way out, death would be like a blessing to him... He drug himself on until his leg cramped and he had to sit down against the building, he soon drifted into an unconscious sleep...
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His friends were all worried about him, how ever hard it was to believe. Quatre was panicky, he had cleaned every inch of the house, which is what he does when he's a nerveous wreck. Trowa was calmer but internally he felt terrible, he knew he was part to blame for Duo's rampage and running away... Wufei almost every day would nearly work his body to the max and collapse, then repeat it after every meal, when ever he decided to eat...Heero sat in his room or in the hanger with Wing, thinking about how he had pulled the gun on Duo, how he had snapped, how himself could have prevented it...All four were missing him, Wufei did the most damage to himself, he had been the one that took physical damage to Duo, but Heero was the one that made him snap...Wufei still however felt he had done the worst, he did bodily harm to his...friend...
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A girl of 17 walked down an alley way, her dark blonde braid, bumping against her back as she walked. She was angry, a fight had broke out at her work place, she was in charge to stop the two large men...She had hit both men, in the face to get them from cussing and throwing punches, they finally shut up...She hadn't had to resort to face bashing in a long time, these two large men were the first in a long time to feel the strong armed punch of an ex-Oz and a pilot of a gundam...
Jessy was walking down the alley, not paying attention to what she was doing, when she tripped... "Damn, just my luck..." She said, kneeling down, trying to regain bodily control, and stand up. She brushed herself off and turned back around to see what had tripped her up....A large boot, and one that had an owner still using it too...She shook her head a minute and look at the shabby black clothing of the man. He was hunched over against the wall, must be unconscious or a really deep sleeper, not to be stirred by that trip up on Jessy's part.
"What happened to you?" She asked as she walked back over to the lifeless form, a black baseball cap sat tightly on his head. She shook the man with her foot slightly, feeling and seeing the wincing he made, he was injured... "Sorry dude..." She apologized as she bent down, about to pull the cap off. A groan protruded from the shadows of the face, which the paleness of the rising sun, didn't help to show. Jessy pulled the hat off of his head, to get a better look at the banged up man, and when the hat was off a slinky, sloppy braid fell from within...The messy chestnut brown braid laid limply on its owner's shoulder, Jessy could have died, she was almost hyperventilating. "Duo!" She gasped as she tried to control and maintain her breathing...Yes it was Duo, he had been laying unconscious for hours, and his old friend had found him. "Damn! Its really you, no one could ever had such a braid, and a heart shaped face such as yours..." She trailed off as the figure stirred a bit, and tried to turn, it must have sensed her presence.
"What the..." Duo groaned, realizing the presence of a looming person over top of him...He immediately reacted, he reached for his gun... Jessy saw the movement and knew what to expect, she clutched the hand and the gun, pushing them away. Duo's mind was clouded, he couldn't think nor see. He tried to resist the tight grip on his hand, starting to stand up, and soon had drained the remaining strength he had, he started to go unconscious again...
Jessy sensed the sudden relaxation of his muscles, and grabbed his nearly standing form, so he wouldn't injure himself more. She started to fix her arms to carry the male, when she found he didn't weigh much at all. He had gone through change since the last time they had met... "You're coming with me, don't worry though..." The sky was clouded with storm clouds, she knew a rain storm was setting in for this cold morning. "Damn, its starting to rain!" She said to herself as she hurried her pace toward home, she didn't want to get sick and she didn't want Duo any worse than he was...
Finally she made it to her apartment, Naomi barking and chiding annoyingly at the smell of a male...Then growled at the smell of fresh blood, Jessy just shooed the dog away and got Duo inside, where it was dry and warm. She laid him in the living room floor, hurrying to get the wet clothing off of him. Duo was soon naked, and Jessy rushed to fetch a pair of her sleeping boxers for him...He would surely slit her throat or kill her by any other method if he woke like this. She and Duo were the same size pretty much, so she wouldn't worry about clothes...She rushed to get bandages, water, towels, and wash clothes to start the painstaking process of cleaning and dressing his wounds. Seven large gashes on various places on his body, and numerous patches of road rash covered the American's lightly tanned skin.
Within the next 30-45 minutes Jessy had successfully cleaned and wrapped Duo up in bandages. She had to stitch up one of the larger gashes, for it was so deep. She soon had him lying as comfortable as she could make it, with a pillow and blanket, on the large couch. Now that he was alright, she looked herself over, she really needed to clean up... She headed to her room to get a change of sleeping clothes, she was tired from her night hours of work. The blonde took her hair down and let it flow like a veil against her back, as she undressed and stepped in the shower. The warm caressing feel of the water, lulled her into a sense of pure peace, a peace that was all to soon broken, when the water started to go cold. "Damn..." She muttered as she stepped out and began to dry off.
She wrapped one towel around her body, and another towel she used to dry her hair. Minutes later she was dressed in her night attire, and was ready to check on Duo and then go to bed.
As she came around the corner in view of the couch, she saw only a bundled blanket and a pillow. There was no sign of Duo... "Duo?" She said barely above a whisper, not really meaning to, the memories of the year before now hung fresh in her memory. "Umph!" She muffled out as she felt a pair of arms pull her into a restraining grasp, against a bare chest. She knew it was Duo, so she relaxed, she had no need to be scared or up tight with it being him...
"Who are you? What am I doing here?" He said in a dry and husky voice...His body was tense, and Jessy could tell he had opened the wound with the stitches, for blood was showing at the top of the bandage on his arm, that was wrapped round her neck. "Answer me!" He almost barked, he was angry with waiting...
"Jessy...You're in my apartment, I found you..." She said, figuring he wouldn't believe her. He scowled, he figured the part of him being in her apartment was true, but her finding him and the name...
"Lying..." Was all he said, his throat was raw and soar, he didn't feel like saying more than neccissary.
"No Duo...I am Jessy Heniki...I found you, unconscious, please believe me..." Duo froze, that calm yet pleading voice, he remembered it now...It was as if she had read his mind, she answered him perfectly, this was Jessy, but he was a little skeptical.
"Jessy?" He stuttered, loosening his grip, and letting her go. Jessy turned around slowly, and smiled, a smile she hadn't used but a few times, one that seemed to be reserved for this chestnut brown haired, braided American. "How?" Was all he managed, he looked the girl over, she had a figure much like his, except the breast of course...The hair she once only kept in a long flowing ponytail was now securely wrapped in a wet braid.
"Duo, its been so long...Surprised to see me? I know I am surprised to see you here...I thought Une or Sally would have told me if you were around here..." She trailed off as she looked over Duo, seen his expression of bafflement, surprise, and was if relief? She looked in his eyes and saw the pain and sorrow that was there earlier, but now there was sadness, slow awakening of happiness, and relief...Jessy wanted to talk to him, hold him, comfort him, like she did before...
Duo's eyes slightly widen, he was speechless, he was becoming overwhelmed by all the emotions that crashed into him like a wave...He was so relieved he had found Jessy, he had missed her, she was the only one he never had reason to run away from...He only knew her 4 days, but he had earned her trust to a level equal or higher than Heero's.
"Jessy!" He broke down, he hugged her, which almost frightened Jessy, she hadn't expected it, and it had been so long since she had ever touched someone in any similar way...She soon had regained control of her fast pacing heart, and her breathing, she returned the hug... Duo's body was racked in sobs, he shook with the pain and relief of crying, maybe crying he hadn't done since she last saw him.
"Duo, what's wrong? Where are the others?" She asked, and then soon wished she hadn't. He looked up at her, hatred, anger, and sadness were all mixed together, something was really wrong...Jessy knew immediately the reason he was in such rough shape was because of the other pilots... "Duo...What happened?" She asked quietly, she knew she might be pushing it, but one look into the amethyst pools told her he was in pain, an emotional pain...
"I...Don't want to talk about it..." He almost snapped, he was hesitant, he wanted to talk yet didn't want to at the same time...
"Please, it will make you feel better to get it out..." She told him, he glared at her, after releasing his grasp on her. Duo had stopped crying, and Jessy could see that the show of emotion had done the pilot some good. She briefly smiled, or wanted to, and then looked on at her friend.
"I don't want to talk about it! Leave me alone...Please..." He told her, Jessy was a little ashamed that she felt so rejected, she just nodded and put a faint smile on her face.
"Sure, what ever, it's alright...I'm going to bed, its down the hall..." She pointed the way, and turned to leave but stopped and told him something just above a whisper, she wasn't sure if she wanted him to hear it or not... "I've missed you Duo, I only wanted to help, after all we are friends..." She then kept on walking to her room, brushing away the few stray tears that escaped her eyes.
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I KNOW! I am not being very nice! I left you guys on a sort of cliff hanger...
What's going to happen between Jessy and Duo? Will the others find Duo? Will Duo return? How will everyone cope? Is the fact Jessy found Duo good or bad?
Find out on the next chapter....
(Cliffhangers...You've got to love them....:) )