HI! Look, I am doing an update! But I am sorry to inform all you wonderful readers that this will be the last chapter. Please do not be sad or demand another as that only worked with the first chapter. This was designed to be a one shot after all. That and I really need to work on other stories that I have going and this is one that I can close off now. Hope you like the last chappy!
CHAPTER 7!
The next day was a literal hell for poor Duo. If he was not sleeping, he was in enough pain to scream or cry silently and openly. Heero was by his side all day, tending to the visible wounds and trying to talk and sooth away the inner ones.
The other boys were worried, but knew Heero would be able to take good care of Duo. Wufei had dropped off some books for Heero while Duo would sleep, Trowa brought up some movies for when they were both up and Duo was feeling well, and Quatre would bring in food for the two as the only time Heero would leave Duo would be to use the bathroom.
Day one was just hell. All the screaming from Duo just ripped at Heero's heart. He couldn't seem to do anything to help the poor braided boy.
Day two was much better.
Duo awoke that morning feeling surprisingly well. That is if you could call it morning as it was very much afternoon. One o'clock never looked so good to Duo, even when the war's were on; he never liked the time as much as he did now.
Stretching and feeling no pain, Duo jumped out of bed and ran down stairs. "Guys!" he called. Duo looked form room to room, not finding anyone.
Shaking his head slightly he went into the main living room and sat down. Plopping onto the big soft black chair, he looked up to the ceiling.
"Mortal for one whole day…….mortal…" Duo grumbled and looked around the room. Spotting a book shelf, he got up and wondered over to it.
Scanning the many shelves he skipped right over his usual manga and silly 'onna books' as Wufei would call them. He opted for a book he kept tucked behind his small collection of manga. He had books by several authors and no one had ever seen him read any of them. He had read the one he had picked up, a great book by an author named Dan Brown. He was tempted to get the movie based on the book out, but he enjoyed reading more.
Going back over to the seat he was previously in, Duo got comfortable and began to read his intriguing book.
Duo got tired of sitting and began to read while walking around the house. He went from the reading room to the living room, from there to his room, from there to the dinning room and finally, from there to the kitchen where he found a seat on a stool at the bar. Upon leaning on the bar, Duo noted that he had leaned on some paper. Looking down from his book, Duo saw it was a note.
Duo,
Hey! All four of us went out to get supplies at about 10 this morning; we should be back by 2 at least. Hope you are doing better.
Quatre
'Leave it to Q-ball to leave a note for me.' Duo chuckled and left for the living room to sit down and wait for the guys. He put his book away and turned on the TV.
2 hours later
Heero opened up the door to the house and walking in, followed by Quatre, Trowa, and lastly Wufei. The four of them where weighed down with shopping bags and headed straight for the kitchen. Putting the bags down, Trowa and Quatre began to put things away. Wufei went out the sliding door to the outside pool area to train and Heero went up stairs to check up on Duo.
Heero quietly padded up stairs and opened the door to the room Duo was in as quietly as he could. Sticking his head in, he expected to find Duo there, only he didn't. Heero swung the door wide open and began searching the bedroom. Duo was nowhere to be found.
"DUO!" Heero called frantically through the upstairs.
Heero races down stairs and starts combing room by room and soon winds back up in the kitchen, winded.
"What's wrong?" Quatre asked, he and Trowa putting the last of the stuff away.
"Duo is gone, I need help looking through the west wing and the living room, library, and study in this one." Heero barked out.
"Here." Trowa handed out walkie-talkies.
"Find him, call." Heero nodded.
"Now Heero, you take the first part of the west wing, Trowa, you take the second, and I will cover what is left here." Quatre said.
With that, the group split up.
Quatre looked through the library and the study with no luck and walked straight to the living room. As soon as he set foot in the room, he beeped Heero and Trowa.
"Living room," was all Quatre stated, very quietly.
"What was that Quatre?" Trowa shot back.
"Keep it down," Quatre all but hissed. "He's in the living room."
"Got it." Heero and Trowa simultaneously responded.
Heero and Trowa raced into the living room. Trowa almost bowled poor Quatre over and Heero nearly slammed right into the chair Duo was fast ASLEEP on. Catching their balance, the boys went over to look at the sleeping Shinigami.
"The whole time," Quatre smiled and lead Trowa out of the room before he burst out laughing.
Heero simply sat on the floor in front of the chair, held the end of Duo's braid and slipped off to sleep with him.
THE END!
AN: I am soooooooooooooooooo breaths oooooooooo sorry this is so late. School has been holding me hostage and my last final is tomorrow. Top that off with writers block on all my on going fictions and ideas for new ones and you have a lost writer. laughs I'm so sorry, please review. Oh! Yes, this is the very last chapter, there is no more.
