Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing.

A/N: Here's the second installment! Heero's personality gets more bizarre the more I write him in this fic, which luckily only shows how unstable he is. And as usual, the warning: Heero is OOC. Oh he is soooo OOC.

My new favourite thing? Writing Duo POV. His thoughts are so, SO fun! And my inner voice can easily take his tone. (grin).

Chapter 2: Magic Eye

Posted on 19th December 2007

"You can sleep here, I'll bring out some blankets for you. Tomorrow morning we'll discuss what to do with you." I said as I started gathering a pillow and some blankets for him. "By the way, I still haven't asked your name…"

"It's Heero. Yuy." The boy supplied distractedly as he looked at the photo frames decorating the wall.

"I'm Duo Maxwell. I'm a security software programmer. And those are my parents, John and Helen Maxwell." I told him when I saw him linger on the picture of my parents holding me as a baby. They looked so young in there, the Mom and Dad I know are old and wrinkled and baked pies for the neighbourhood children. Not Dad, Mom bakes. Dad screams at them for destroying his flower beds.

I chuckled to myself at the fond memory; it's been too long since I've seen them… maybe a visit is in order?

"Here you go." I said to him, fixing the couch for him. "Is this okay?"

"Do you have a boyfriend?" I jumped hearing his voice so close to my ear. Turning around I found that he had walked right up to me and was standing less than an inch away from me. I purposefully put several feet between us before considering his question.

"Boyfriend? No." I answered him clearing my throat. I knew I was bisexual, playing both sides of the field. But I had never actually had a boyfriend. I've only had two girlfriends. Both of whom got tired of me not being romantic enough.

"So you're available?" He asked taking purposeful strides towards me and standing right in front of me.

"Uh… yes… but technically no because I'm not looking." I told him and saw him smile brightly. What did I say to make him so happy?

"Why did you save me?" He asked his eyes wide and sparkling.

"Uh… because you were dying?" I was really confused now. Here I had known him barely two hours… three is a stretch and he's hitting on me? Where did the depressed guy go?

"You care for me." He stated. Not questioned… stated.

"Excuse me?"

"You saved me because you cared for me. That's why you jumped into the freezing water to save me. You like me." He said simply as though he was telling me about the weather.

"Uh… no." I said to him feeling panicked about his sudden enthusiasm for me. With one finger I pushed him away and watched his expression crumple.

"Oh… then why?" He looked close to tears and god help me, I felt like a bastard. I had no idea what had happened to him, I had no idea what he'd gone through to feel such complete despair as to jump into the ocean…

Maybe he's just looking for comfort?

"Because it's a human thing to do… you save someone who needs help… if you can." I explained to him.

"Oh…" He chewed his lower lip looking really small in front of me. My shirt and sweats on him were too large and he looked a little bit like he was drowning in them. "So you don't care about me? At all?"

"Uh…" What do you say to that? Jesus Dude! I've only just met you!

I watched as he turned and headed into the kitchen. "Uh… where are you going?" Before I could follow him he returned with a knife. He held it right above his jugular and I felt all blood drain from my face. "Oh god."

"So if I kill myself now… it shouldn't matter right?" He asked with a completely straight face but his eyes looked like he wanted to cry.

"Of course it matters… give me the knife. Come on Heero don't do this." I reached forward but he stepped back from me.

"You don't care about me. Why should my living or dying affect you in any way?" He asked me again pulling the knife closer to his neck so that the tip was touching his skin.

"Please don't do this… come on, come here… give me the knife please Heero don't do this." I begged him but he edged the knife closer until I saw the knife nick the skin and a small bead of blood appear and then drip down his neck. I dashed forward and grabbed the knife pulling it away from him. "What the fuck is wrong with you!?" I yelled at him, more afraid than angry. This night had been hell of an emotional rollercoaster.

I held the knife away from him so that he won't be able to grab it again. I saw him bite his lip as his eyes watered and then with a gasp he jumped and wrapped himself around me.

"You do care!" He whimpered into my neck and I staggered at his sudden, additional weight. What had I gotten myself into?

"It's late… uh… go to sleep okay?" I said to him and he immediately dislodged himself from me, nodding, and headed to the couch. He sat down and looked at me adoringly. "Yeah go to sleep now okay? I'm switching the lights off." He nodded enthusiastically before dropping down on the couch suddenly. I ran to his side to see if he had fainted but he had just slipped straight into sleep.

Maybe when he almost drowned he hurt his head somehow? Maybe he'll be better in the morning?

Oh god please let him be normal in the morning.

I tucked the blankets around him since he had fallen asleep on them. Then I turned the lights off and headed to the bedroom.

oOOo

"Mm…" I yawned loudly, stretching so hard I felt a couple of joints pop… but wow it felt good. Lazily blinking open one eye I looked at my room. From the level of light filtering through the window I'd guess it was around six am.

Now why would I be up a whole hour before my alarm goes off without any prompting?

Oh right… because of that delicious smell! It smelt like eggs and bacon and cheese and toast all put together…

YUM!

I drooled slightly before shooting up in bed. What the hell? I live alone! Then who's…

Oh right… last night… Heero…

What the hell?! Heero's cooking?!

I darted out of bed and out of the bedroom and landed straight in the kitchen. "What are you doing?" I said to the startled young man standing in front of the stove.

I so did not expect the reaction he gave me.

"I'm sorry! I thought you'd want breakfast so I made you some. I'm sorry if I did something wrong." He let go of the spatula he was holding and it clattered against the linoleum floor. Then he got onto his knees and just sat there. "I'm sorry!"

What?

"Heero get up please." I said to him as I kept an eye on the food on the stove. "The food'll burn."

In a quick darting motion he grabbed the spatula from in front of him, cleaned it quickly with a towel and then started fixing the breakfast. In moments it was done and placed in front of me.

"Where's your share?" I asked seeing how he'd only made one serving.

"Oh it doesn't matter." He said perkily as he sat down across from me and watched me expectedly.

I took a small bite and then a larger one when I found it delicious. "Heero, you have to teach me how to make eggs like this before you leave." I said to him through a mouthful of eggs and I saw his expression fall.

"You want me to go away?" He asked his lower lip starting to tremble. I froze, my fork halfway between my mouth and my plate. "I promise I'll be good. I promise I'll do everything! I'll clean up and cook and wash and pleasure and grocery…"

Wait, wait, wait. What was that second to last one? Pleasure? Pleasure? Had he been abused or something? Could that be why he's so… needy… for the lack of a better word?

"Please, please, please, please…" He chanted his eyes distant. "I'll do anything. Please don't leave me. I love you."

"WHAT?!" I panicked. I'll admit it, it scared me. I am one of those commitment phobic people. I am much too energetic to be saddled down by one relationship for the rest of my life and I had never said those three exact words to anyone other than my parents andno-one had said them to me. Until now I guess. "You don't know what you're saying! You can't love me! We have barely known each other twelve hours! And we spent half of them sleeping!"

"I love you so much. I'd die if you left me." He said his eyes tearing up.

This can't be normal. This isn't right. Something is very wrong with this boy and it can't possibly be physical.

"Okay Heero… you're not leaving okay? Now stop crying." I said soothingly to him and immediately his tears dried up and he got up with a smile. Humming to himself he went to the sink and started washing dishes.

Why did I feel played? Was he even really crying?

"Heero… are you … umm… are you sick?" I asked not knowing how to ask him outright if he was insane.

He dropped the pan he had in his hand and it clattered horribly in the steel sink. I cringed at the sound and then I saw him turn around slowly. His eyes were narrowed to slits and he was trembling with anger.

"I'm not crazy!" He hissed. I was suddenly on my guard as though he was a wild animal. "You think I'm crazy! He thinks I'm crazy! I'm not! I just loved him! I just love you! I'm NOT CRAZY!" He yelled and I took a step back from him. That seemed to break whatever mood he was in and he suddenly dropped down to his knees again, his anger gone. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I won't ever yell at you again. I'm sorry."

"It… It's okay… I guess…" I said to him and he brightened, he jumped up and returned to doing the dishes as though nothing had just happened.

I tiptoed out of the kitchen and into the bathroom to take the quickest shower of my life and was ready to leave in fifteen minutes. Even washing my hair didn't keep me long.

"Bye Baby." I heard from behind me and I turned around slowly wondering what I would find this time. I saw him standing there smiling serenely at me. And did he just call me Baby?

"Don't call me mmphh…" I didn't even get to finish my sentence as he forced my head down and placed his lips squarely on mine, using my surprise and outrage at the kiss to push his tongue into my mouth. I grabbed his shoulders and pushed him away from me. He had the most content smile on his face while mine must have looked horrified. "What the hell…?"

"Be back home early. I miss you already." He said to me and then turned to go back into the kitchen. I stared at him a moment longer, slack jawed and then proceeded to leave the apartment and arrive at the office one hour early to the surprise and shock of everyone there.

Hey… my life hadn't exactly been normal since last night so whatever.

oOOo

"Wu, it's not funny." I said to him calmly although inside I was seething. Here I go to my best friend to ask for advice and once I tell him my problem he starts laughing. Not just laughing, laughing hysterically… as in gasping for air and getting hiccups while holding his side as he attempted not to fall out of his chair.

He wiped away a tear that had escaped with one finger as he attempted to regain his composure. I gotta admit… Wufei was as 'stuck up his ass' as they come but it turns out nothing is normal anymore.

"So you're telling me you saved a guy from drowning and brought him to your place where he ended up staying the night and now he won't leave and he made you breakfast and kissed you goodbye?" He asked still smiling but thank god his laughter had ceased.

"… Yes."

"What beach is this? Maybe if I attempt to drown Meiran in it she'll be more wifely." He said with a completely straight face.

"You can't handle wifely. Believe me." I leaned forward on his desk making strong eye contact with him. "Wufei… this guy is nuts. He goes from yelling to begging in moments. He seems way too eager to please and I don't know how to get rid of him!"

"Hmm… I want to meet him. Let's see if I can knock some sense into him." He said and I almost melted with gratitude. If anyone could order someone around like they owned them… it was Wufei.

"Yes please come home with me after work today." I said desperately.

Wufei flushed. "Don't put it like that." He covered his flushing face and I laughed at him for seeing the innuendo I hadn't even put in there.

"You're spending way too much time with me Wu!" I said to him with a smile and he cursed.

"Get back to work you slacker." He said trying to look authoritative but his red face made it comical.

"Yes Boss." I said to him with a mock salute before leaving his office to get some actual work done.

oOOo

"Heero, this is Wufei. He's my boss and best friend." I introduced a nervous Heero who was lingering in the hallway and refused to come into the living room.

"Now?" He asked his eyes darting between us and the bedroom. "Or later? Do I make dinner for him or will he leave right after?"

Wufei and I exchanged looks. "What are you talking about?" I said feeling a little exasperated.

"Isn't he here for a threesome?" He said absolutely seriously. Silence greeted those words and then Wufei scrambled towards the door.

"I think I'll see you tomorrow Duo." He said with a face so red I wondered if he'd popped a couple of blood vessels. And he dashed out of there without a second glance.

I looked at Heero in awe. No one had managed to scare off Wufei in the first two minutes of meeting them. No one.

He walked up to me wrapped his arms around me, hugging me warmly. "I missed you." He said and then placed a soft kiss on my cheek.

I didn't return his hug but I have to admit, he gave nice hugs.

oOOo

"What are you doing?" I jumped when I heard his voice right above my shoulder. I was still not used to having someone live with me and three days later I continued to jump at every sound. I think part of it was because I never knew what would happen next. Would he kiss me? Or threaten suicide?

"Uh… I'm testing a new security program developed recently. I'm trying to find a hole in it. If it passes then we can ship this out to the customer." I explained as my fingers resumed their dance over the keyboard. I heard him pull a chair to come sit next to me and he watched the screen with awe.

After about fifteen minutes of silence he spoke up. "Maybe you should try to bypass gate four before trying to sneak past the program." My fingers stopped and I looked at Heero.

"You know about computers?"

"A little." He said suddenly unsure.

"Oh no, it's okay to know about computers. It's not a problem all right?" I assured him. I had learned quickly that Heero got worried that anything would get me to throw him out…which was partly true because I wanted him gone, but not the way he suspected he'd be thrown out.

I'm not just going to kick him to the street. I can see that he is not mentally suited to taking care of himself. He has issues… major ones… and he seems to have little to no confidence in himself.

And he's happy like that… which is by far the biggest problem. How do you help someone who doesn't want to be helped?

I tried what he'd said about gate four and suddenly the whole program crashed. I sat there gaping. I had been at that for three hours and hadn't noticed the flaw. He did.

"Wow Heero you're good at this!" He gave a brilliant smile at my exclamation and it struck me again that he was gorgeous. But having him around was like having a little kid on the loose in the house. A little kid in a young adult body with serious mental issues and confidence problems.

"I was trained… by my father for a while." He said and I nodded at him. Usually he refrained from saying anything about his past.

"Where's your father now?" I asked but this time, I was not surprised when his blue eyes filled with tears and his lips trembled.

"He left me!" He rubbed his eyes ferociously with the sleeve of one hand, turning the skin there red. "He said that I was too needy and he can't take care of me anymore." He explained in between sobs.

"What did he do?" I awkwardly patted his arm and he seemed to take immense comfort from the little gesture.

"He told me to stay in my room." He nodded as if confirming his memory. "Then he moved away."

My hand on his arm stilled. He moved? Just up and left?! "How…?"

"The landlord found me, when he came to clean the apartment up." He sniffled and I had the urge to hug him. Even if he was a bit on the crazy side, he was a sweet kid. I can't believe the kid's father would leave him behind rather than get him proper help! "Then Dirk found me." He smiled at the memory. "I stayed with him a long, long time. He loved me."

"He said he loved you?"

Heero nodded excitedly. "He told me all the time. I was his favourite boy." Wait… wait… there were more boys? Favourite? What the hell? "Are you hungry? I'll make you some snacks." He said and got up, leaving me sitting there with my mouth open and my brain working overtime.

Shit… I was only twenty-one and I felt like an old man. I stretched feeling my joints pop. Living with Heero sure was emotionally draining.

A/N: Yup,the story is going to be a weird one. Until Duo adjusts to Heero and then the whole thing will start to make sense. Hope you liked!

PS: I don't know if you noticed but recently, Lonely Day Ch9 included, I've been writing through a writer's block. A major one. I usually manage to write about 4000 words in a span of a day but these days it's taking me twice as long. So I apologize if this chapter is not as good as I used to be. Sorry! I'm working hard at it, I really am!

Until next time,
Persephone