OK, Warnings: reference to gayness, slight Relena bashing, but not meant to be deliberate, just for the first few chapters
I know I said to some people that you'd find out about Merle and Heero's family in two + three, but I felt that was too rushed, hence why I added a chapter, (the last one) so now we're back on track. Hope it didn't ruin it for you guys. Anyway, let's get the necessaries underway.
OK, Warnings: reference to gayness, slight Relena bashing, but not meant to be deliberate, just for the first few chapters. I don't own anything, just the idea for the story.
Hard to explain but this is what will happen with the next few chapters, to make it clear when I'm writing in past, present, ect I decided to do it like this.
Normal- means present, normal speech and action
Bold-means present thoughts
Italics-mean past or watching films on a video camera
Italics bold- means past. Thoughts and feelings at the time.
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Heero had just come out of the closet he'd locked himself in, now that he was sure the girls had gone.
They'd been hounding him, smothering him and generally being too close for his comfort once they found out that he was allergic to fish. Relena had been most upset, crying, hugging him, apologising every five seconds. He told her it was OK yet it didn't seem to deter her from her deranged ramblings, or bone crushing hugs. Lucky for him, Catherine had decided to help him out by saying something about meeting Heero's little friend Merle. Saying that would cheer him up. Of course, if Heero was happy then Relena was happy, so she ended up zooming towards the intensive burn care ward, unaware that Catherine had hidden Heero in a closet before following her.
If I move quickly, maybe I'll be able to sneak back to the ward, before Relena finds me. At least in there J can protect me. Wait, is that Zechs singing? I can't quite make out the words; he must be in the ward with the others. I'm sure it was around here somewhere (1). God, his singing is almost as bad as Duos!
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Now you're probably wondering what had happened to Sally and the other females that chased Heero out of the room. An easy explanation, they had to get time occupying snacks. They took a few good looks at the way Relena was hugging Heero for about an hour and left the two alone, believing that they would like some privacy. What they didn't realise was that the arm that he had just managed to escape from her bear-hug was moving in attempt to yank her back by her collar. Usually this worked whenever she followed him around schools. Much to his dismay however there was nothing to grab, since she had at some point changed from a dress shirt to a backless spaghetti top. So to any onlooker, it appeared to be that he was reaching her back to bring her in for a kiss. Therefore explaining why Noin and Dorothy were debating over whose drink was better (2), explaining why Une was removing every raisin from her scone (somehow not reducing it to a pile of crumbs (3)), and Hilde attempting to break the candy machine because it stole her pound (4).
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"Come on, you can't say that it wasn't cute and oh so adorable." Noin persisted.
"personally I thought it was too rushed, I mean he ignores her, insults her and pushes her away throughout the whole war; actually right until yesterday, and then suddenly he's not only accepting her advances but practically ready to suck off her face, in PUBLIC. I just don't get how you think it was cute…" Dorothy replied indifferently.
"It's simple" Une said whilst removing her glasses "they obviously have felt a strong attraction since they first met. Heero is clearly so in love with her, that he wanted to protect her, meaning that he couldn't be with her, or associate with her. It got harder to do this when her status grew, so he had to be in her presence to protect her. Yet couldn't 'be' with her like he wanted; as that might distract him long enough to miss a sniper or something. Now the war is finished, he can follow his heart, and reveal his passion for her openly."
Everyone looked briefly away after realising that they were staring at Une for at least a whole minute, thinking that maybe she had been reading too many of Treize's Mills and Boons books.
"I think I preferred her as a crazy-ass commanding officer" Dorothy whispered to Hilde behind her hand.
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"Three little ducks
went out one day
over the hill and far away
Mother duck said
"Quack, quack, quack, quack."
But only two little ducks came back.
Two little ducks
went out one day
over the hill and far away
Mother duck said
"Quack, quack, quack, quack."
But only one little duck came back."
That nursery rhyme! Why Zechs, why did you choose that rhyme?
Oh god, why can't it stop haunting me? Haven't I suffered enough? Please God, don't let me go through all that again. I'm not strong enough to hide from the darkness anymore. Ohhh, I'm soooo co…col…cold…. J, I need you. Please, you're the only one who can make the darkness go away. J please…… don't let it take Joshua. Please J protect that baby…
"Hey guys, Ro's back!" duo announced upon seeing his friend at the doorway. "Huh, Heero are you still feeling queasy from the food Relly brought in? 'Cause you don't look too good."
Everyone had turned to greet Heero; only to stand there worried, watching his pale form swing to and fro briefly. Trowa was the only one near enough to hear Heero mutter "give me her baby back" before Heero tried to lunge for Zechs. Mid-jump Trowa grabbed Heero by the waist twisting his body around so that he now had Heero pinned to the floor. Albeit, not a good idea. As Heero now became frantic. Screaming in a pained, scratchy set of howls, clawing at the floor and anything he could reach. Wufei, seeing Trowa struggle to keep him down as Heero twisted and thrashed is body, choose to sit on Heero's legs, so that he couldn't get any leverage. Duo and Quatre went to grab his arms. Not that it was that easy since Quatre wasn't supposed to bend down in case his stitches fell out, but he didn't really care at the moment. Quatre was more intent on helping his clearly frantic friend.
Zechs had stumbles backwards still holding onto the baby, whilst this was happening. Treize moving in front of him, in case Yuy escaped. Judging by the look of it, might be quite soon. Heero was too determined to get the baby; making it extremely hard for the others to keep hold of him.
J decided that now was the time to take charge over his young ward. It had taken him a minute to realise what had set him off, and now he had to intervene, feeling ridiculous as to why he didn't realise earlier. "Zechs give the baby to O, Treize, hide those baby monitors." J demanded with an air of authority most people didn't think he possessed. Waiting briefly for his commands to be carried out; he moved to stand right in front of Heero. "Foan Fivth Fannal (5)! Be still" as if nothing had happened Heero's body fell completely limp on the floor. "Boys, get off of him." They crawled off him slowly in case he tried to run off. There was no need however, as Heero didn't move a muscle, whilst J carefully picked him up. J took Heero back to his bed and sat on it, cradling the distraught boy who was now weeping tiredly in his arms.
"It's Ok. That wasn't Josh, nobody's here to hurt them. Nobody's here but us. Shhh, shhhhh. Don't cry little one. You're safe now. I've got you, I've got you." J carried on like this, till the muscles of his real arm started to bunch and he was sure Heero was asleep. Gently laying Heero back down on the bed, he gestured for O to give him the baby. O and the other instructors also knew what was wrong with Heero; so he obeyed J's commands silently, placing the small bundle next to Heero, who unconsciously cradled the little child against him. Both sound asleep.
With a quick wave he shooed everyone out of the room, following them whilst seeing S herd the stunned males into an empty room with a large flat screen TV.
"I suppose you're all wondering why Heero went off like that" J started, "well Heero has suffered a great deal of trauma as a child. Not that I'm saying the rest of you haven't" he stated quickly before Duo could interrupt, seeing his mouth moving in for the kill. "However, these traumatising experiences are far worse than what anyone should go through. I will show you, so that you boys can understand and avoid doing certain things that might set him off. Actually this would probably be better if the girls were present as well. S?" "Of course" S replied, scurrying off to fetch the ladies.
"I'd better start by saying why we have the evidence to show what had happened to him. Heero has a rare blood disorder. It means that he can never be physically sick, only injured, and that he will never develop cancer, or diseases as such. However, with such good qualities, there are also bad ones. If Heero doesn't take his medication when he's supposed to, or when he's having an 'attack' then his body will reject itself. The blood will clot, his muscles will shrivel and his major organs will start to spilt, bleed and tear apart, turning inside out as you will. It's never been recorded as an actual medical 'saviour' for the people as it were, because of the negatives. Hence why he is constantly monitored; so that we could find a way to use his blood, to help others who already suffer from major diseases, like cancer.
"Ah! ladies! Come in. I asked S to fetch you so that I could help you all understand a bit more about Heero. I'm sure what happened earlier was explained right?" receiving nods J carried on. "Well, I've explained to the boys about why we have these films, even though we weren't present. I need to explain to you all now, why Heero's colony is the richest."
"But why would we need to know that. I thought you were going to talk about Relena's lover boy" Dorothy stated.
"I'm telling you as you need to understand why he was hunted down. Heero's family were marked down in the black label. It's a small tattoo on the back of the upper left arm. On his colony, everyone was ranked by a colour code, eight codes all in all; black was considered the lowest, it stood for no parents, no high-powered job positions, and no particular affect in helping the system in becoming rich and powerful. They were an equivalent to street rats. The more important your family was in the community, the higher up the colour chain you were. Many people joined on as soldiers because it automatically made your family a red band, the third highest. Mind you if you died then your family would no longer have that protection. His colony was to be presented to all the major political leaders of the earth. A sort of showcase, to prove that life in space was too important a trade to break up. So, all black bands were to be eliminated; to help maintain a high income economy, and to make sure no one caused embarrassment or trouble during the political visits."
"so what you're saying is that innocent people were (gulp) terminated to impress some high ranking officials?" Noin summarised with her face twisting into a frown.
"Exactly" J confirmed whilst fiddling with some strange wiring in his robotic arm.
"That's injustice." (Take a wild guess).
"I can't believe, what you've just told me" Duo said, rubbing his arms. I'm so lucky I'm from L2. Why are people so heartless…?
"I think I'm gonna be sick" Catherine stated, looking slightly pale.
"If you can't handle that, then there is no point watching the recordings of what happened to Heero, it'll be too much" J commented offhandedly, finally finishing arranging the wires and attaching them to the TV.
"J what are those bulbs that are attached to the wires and where's the recording source, for this film/documentary thing." Asked Trowa; who looked slightly confused to the strange technology. This certainly doesn't resemble anything I've seen so far, and that's saying a lot.
"It's a small set of replenishing cameras."
"Replenishing?"
"Yes they can fix themselves when broken and can also multiply. The cameras will record everything Heero does from different angles and distances, they even monitor his thoughts and pulse rate, along with a lot of other stuff. All information is sent to "the Watchers" as it were, who studied how his condition affects him, to help find treatments, ect. When the storage space is full it returns to a watcher. Due to Heero's condition he has these things permanently following him. They can maintain a high mass storage, and when full, will rebuild another to take its place, before returning back to a watcher. As we five scientists are the last, it returns to us. The beauty of these thing is that they only stop when Heero's mind and body is dead. So even if the hospital monitors proclaim no brain activity, one of the rep-cams can scan him, registering if he is alive by his sub-conscious."
Everyone was still trying to take this all in, when they saw something completely unexpected happen on the screen.
"Isn't that Merle?" Catherine queried. Sure, this little girl wasn't burnt or scarred, was a few years younger and had a full head of hair. But it was clearly the same person. Looking around, trying to see if anyone else had noticed the similarities. It seemed they did; some had their mouths hanging open, others wide eyed and shaking their heads in disbelief.
"Yes. That's why Heero seems to get on well with her, as they have met before. Although the little girl, clearly doesn't remember where she's met him. But Heero isn't the only one here who knows this girl" a collective gasp, before a chorus of 'what's' and 'who' penetrated the room. J merely raises his hand, hushing everyone immediately. Eager to find out and understand the linkage between Merle and Heero. "Treize, would you care to explain how you know the girl?"
Treize looked around, staring at everyone individually. Looking slightly satisfied having people's attention on him, remembering now, that yes he did know Heero Yuy before the Great War. Wait not Heero, but Foan Fannal.
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Well that's chapter three!! Hehe cliff-hanger, well maybe not… Hehe. Please read and review. Otherwise I might just give up on this fic, thinking no-one's interested. Hmmmm… sorry for those that have reviewed and would like to see more, but I'm really not sure about this fic, so if I don't get some replies I'll do something else.
(1) Anyone who's been to a hospital will know what I'm on about. The place is huge, and there are so many rooms. Ergggg my head hurts thinking about it. Oh and the smell, yuck!!
(2)The old coffee vs. tea argument. I like both, but I fancy coffee at the mo'. Yep, coffee and chocolate….
(3)I have no idea how my friend Cheeks manages to do this, if I take a raisin out of the side, the whole thing seems to break up.
(4)This is officially my biggest pet hate. I swear the machines deliberately choose me.
(5)Foan pronounced (in MY story) as F + won. Fivth pronounced as Fithel. (You know, it's that story about the mouse and his family leaving for America. My favourite is number two I think). Fannal pronounced as how it's spelt.
J has looked after Heero since he was quite young. I will be doing a chapter to show the close bond they share. I'm gonna make him like a grandfatherly figure for Heero.