Aiya! Its been over two weeks! So sorry! Motivation died...
Disclaimer: Don't own GW.
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The rest of the day went by quietly. Too quietly. Duo remained sullen for most of the time, refusing to meet anyone's eyes and often isolated himself by settling down by the window, staring out at the rain. Even Heero was worried.
"Duo?" He called out from the doorway to the living room. Duo was yet again by that damned window where he spent so much of his time. The said pilot simply turned and looked at him, eyes blank and void. No expression crossed his face. Not one sound escaped from his lips.
"Dinner's ready." Heero managed to say before fleeing back to the kitchen. Seeing Duo so lifeless, chilled him to the very bone. Everything about the once cheerful pilot who had captured his heart was gone. Or maybe it was never there. Maybe it was all just a façade that he had been to blind to see through. Maybe, just maybe.
Everyone was gathered at the food table and the tension in the air was so thick that it could be sliced with a knife. The silence was uncomfortable, Heero glancing at Duo and then his plate and then back again, Wufei eating calmly as though nothing was wrong, Trowa simply staring at the food like they were aliens and the Quatre who looked at all of them and fidgeted. Only Duo was blankly, stirring around his food, unaware of his surroundings.
Suddenly, Duo pushed his chair back and stood up. "I'm not hungry. I'm going upstairs."
Wufei immediately looked up from his food with a frown etched on his features. "Duo, you have to eat."
"Please, Wufei?" Amethyst eyes pleaded him to let go, to let him return to the safe haven of his room. Wufei reluctantly agreed and watched as Duo made his way out of the room. He still had trouble moving on his own, but refused any help.
Everything was silent. No scraping of spoons or the sounds of eating were heard. It was in a way a mutual agreement to keep the silence.
"He-He looks a lot different." Trowa said in an attempt to break the silence that was starting to get too stifling.
Wufei shot him a look and the other immediately shut up, backing off while he still could. Wufei in protective mode was a scary thing.
"I wish he would ask for help." Quatre said, frowning. "It hurts to see him hurting. And I don't mean just the physical wounds." He finished, unconsciously rubbing his chest with his hand. He often did that when he felt uneasy about something. Wufei noticed it.
"I know what you mean." Wufei replied, reaching out a hand and stopping Quatre's rubbing. The blond smiled sheepishly before dropping his hand and entwining his fingers with Wufei's.
"He's scared to sleep alone. Last night really did him in. Wufei could hardly get him to let go." Quatre smiled a little at last night's memory, thinking back to how vulnerable Duo had looked.
"Then where did he sleep last night?" Heero spoke for the first time in the conversation. Just because he didn't say much doesn't mean that he wasn't concerned.
"With us. On our bed." Quatre replied to his question. In a spilt second, Heero was up from his chair and glaring at the two.
"WHAT?"
Quatre frowned at him. "I said that since he was too afraid to sleep on his own, he slept on our bed with us."
Heero bristled. "Are you trying to take advantage of his vulnerable state? Because if you are, then you have another thing coming to you!"
"HEERO!" Wufei stood up from his chair and glared back, while Quatre looked horrified. "Our intentions are not so dishonorable. Maybe you could have stood by and watched him suffer, but I certainly could not! If Duo isn't going to get the comfort from you, then he's going to get it from me because I care about him!"
With that he stormed out of the room, leaving the other behind. Quatre looked at him with wide aquamarine eyes and said in a bleak voice. "I didn't expect you to be that low, Heero." With that he got up and left the room too, leaving behind a very disgruntled Heero.
Wufei huffed angrily as he strode down the hallway. How dare Heero accuse them of something so...so dishonorable! Ugh!
As he walked past the upstairs bathroom, he paused hearing a strange noise. Walking soundlessly, he went closer to the door and listened closely. There! A small whimper. But who?
He opened the door and looked inside, and then thought that his heart would stop for shock. Blood littered the floor, staining the stark white with a bloody red. So much blood. In the middle of the puddle, lay Duo, his wrists slashed and one hand holding a razor blade limply.
"DUO!" He screamed as he rushed inside and gathered up the unconscious pilot, not caring if the blood stained his white clothes. "Duo!" He cried out, shaking the pilot. "Oh god! Why?!"
"Wufei? What's-" Quatre eyes widened as he saw his lover and his friend in the midst of blood. "Oh no..."
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sorry, its so short! I can't help it! SCHOOL MUST DIE!!!!
If you would like me to update next week, please let me know. If I don't get enough motivation, I tend to put things off and let homework take over! Eep!
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