Wings and Horns
A/N: I don't own Gundam Wing, etc.

This is Marcy with your world news. As you all know, two days ago there was a terrible train wreck on the colony Z-184. Officials have told us that there were about three hundred people on board. Out of those three hundred, only one hundred and fifty survived. John, can you give us any information about how this wreck was caused yet?

Well Marcy, the conductor said that he was going at the right speed and has no idea why they derailed. Some of the survivors said that the train was shaking really bad as if going at a fast speed. It looks like we are going to have to wait longer to find out how this has happened.

John, one more question for you. Have you seen the mysterious figures that appear to be showing up? Some of the survivors say that they can feel a warm or cold presence right before their loved ones pass away. Have you noticed any of that?

Not that I'm aware of, Marcy.

Quatre's eyes widened and he quickly turned the channel. Even though Trowa was sound asleep, Quatre knew that his love could hear things and remember them when he woke up. Since he had gotten sick, Quatre had been locked up in the bedroom. Trowa wouldn't leave his side, even when Quatre insisted that he got something to eat. Finally Quatre had convinced his love to get some sleep. Trowa had been asleep for ten hours now. Quatre watched as his love's chest slowly rose and fell with each breath.How much longer do I have? It wasn't suppose to be like this. Quatre jumped slightly when a knock came on the door. It opened and the blonde saw Duo.

"Hey. You up?"

"Yeah, Duo. Been up for a couple hours."

"Can we talk?"

"Sure. But not here. Trowa will hear."

"Where then?"

"Anywhere were I can walk."

Duo frowned. Even though Duo had had the same thing the blonde did, he was up and running around without any problems. Quatre was much weaker and could hardly walk a few feet from the bed.

"Need some help?"

"If you don't mind."

Duo walked over to where Quatre laid on the bed and waited for the blonde to stand. Stumbling a little, Duo and Quatre walked out of the bedroom and down the hall. Quatre leaned against the wall and gave a slight smile to his friend.

"Did you see on the news?"

"About the survivors feeling the presence of something?"

"Yeah. You think they got anything on film?"

"I hope not. When should we tell Heero and Trowa? Time's running out."

"I know. I think I'm getting sick again. What's wrong with us, Quat?"

Quatre slid down to the floor. Duo sat in front of the Arabian and waited for an answer. Quatre didn't know what to say to his braided friend. Not making eye contact the blonde quietly spoke.

"We're dying Duo. This time for good."

Duo's eyes widened and he lowered his head. Neither spoke for what seemed like eternity. Both lost in their own thoughts about what was to come if things didn't change. They each had a week at the most to live and that wasn't very much time to get things straightened out and say all they needed to say to the others. Quatre thought about everything he and Trowa had done together and what they had planned to do in the future. He thought about how he was going to tell his love that he only had a few more days to live. He thought about how Trowa would feel when he did tell the older boy. Duo thought about the way he and Heero had planned on going on a well deserved vacation. Away from everyone and everything, just the two of them. Sighing, he spoke.

"Just like that, huh? Why so soon? Why did that force have to do this to us, Quat?"

"I don't know. Guess he has something against us. But I don't know ahhhhhhhh!"

Quatre grabbed for his heart with both hands. Duo quickly reached for the blonde, but didn't know what to do to ease the pain. Quatre's body was shaking. His heart felt like someone or something was twisting it out of place, ripping it out of his chest. He was breathing hard, but no matter how many breathes he took, he could not ease the pain. Duo sat there, eyes widened, praying that the blonde would be alright. Quatre's eyes were tightly closed, tears falling down his cheeks. Out of no where, Duo saw a pair of arms wrap around the blonde boy's body, holding him in an embrace. Duo looked up to see Heero there. Blinking, the American asked "what's going on?" with his eyes. The Japanese teen shrugged the question off and waited until the blonde was calmed down.

"You alright Quatre?"

"Y-yes. Thanks Heero. I don't know what happened."

"You better talk to Trowa before it's to late. I'd hate to be the one explaining."

Quatre questioned this. But the Japanese teen stood and walked off in the direction he had came from a few minutes earlier. Glaring at Duo, Quatre lowered his tone.

"Did you tell Heero?"

"No!"

"He acted like he knew!"

"He's smart. You can't keep anything away from him."

"That's true. Sorry I yelled."

"No problem. How you feeling?"

"Better. I don't know what he did, but it eased the pain."

"That's good. I better get back to bed. You should too. Sally's suppose to be coming to check on us today. I'd hate to get a lecture on how we shouldn't be up and around yet."

"She does seem kind of dangerous, doesn't she?"

"Takes after Wufei too."

Duo and Quatre laughed. Helping each other up, they went back to their bedrooms, each quietly praying that it all wouldn't be over so soon.

Thanks for the feedback everyone! At least I know someone's reading this.