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Natural Instincts
Chapter 2

Heero woke up the next morning feeling strange. His body felt like it was on fire and ice at the same time. Swiftly he shoved his covers away from himself and stepped out onto the cold hardwood floor. His feet felt the coolness of the wood and he hissed in discomfort. Shakily he walked over to the bathroom and swiftly started the shower. Heero staggered to the sink and grasped the sides of it with dear life. His head felt like it was about to burst in two every second. Tightly he closed his blue orbs and rolled his head back to get the kinks out of his neck. Steam from the shower enveloped the room, staining every surface with its mist. Heero breathed in deeply and savored the feeling of the warmth the steam showered him in. Wiping the mist from the mirror with his hand and wiping it diligently on his pants he stared at himself in the mirror. /Same messy hair and eyes as usual, then why do I feel so strange./ A smile tugged at his red lips as he remember last nights occurrence.

"I wonder who she was." He traced his delicate lips with his fingers.

Sighing he turned away from the mirror and began the task of removing his clothes. Heero slowly pulled his green T-shirt over his head and laid it softly on the counter. His fingers traced his well-chiseled muscles, messaging the pressure stricken areas, while the steam seemed to surround his flesh. A small smile came across his face as he felt tingles across his exposed skin. The pilot's head ache long but forgotten in his new state of mind. His hands slowly made their way down to his boxers and slowly and seductively pulled them off, wiggling his way free from the confining material. Heero giggled at the way he was acting and placed the newly shed boxers on top of his shit and made his way to the steaming water.

Picking one foot up and placing it in the tub and then the other he ducked his head under the water. Eyes lidded shut as he let the water relax his muscles and calm his nerves. Grabbing a wash cloth and soap, he started to lather his body in an enduring task of riding himself of dirt. /I wonder if I'll see her again./ He thought while scrubbing and washing delicately.

While deep in thought of the vivacious women he met last night a sudden pain in his chest sent him sagging to the tub floor. His breath became battered and broken as the minutes went on. He wanted to scream or cry out from the pain, but it was too much. The blue eyed boy rocked back and forth under the showerhead with tears falling down his cheeks. /What's wrong with me./ He thought while trying to reduce the pain. His whole body began to shake and convulse; making his head hit the side of tub with monstrous force. A small trickle of blood fell from the gash on his forehead. A mixture of the water and crimson liquid slowly drifted down the drain. Heero raised his hand to the cut and winced and pulled back once he touched it. Little did he know that when he touched it a soft, blue light emitted from his fingertips and entered the wound sealing it shut.

The now shaking boy, tried to pull his worn self up and exceeded after multiple attempts. Ducking his now throbbing head under the water, he watched as the final remains of the blood spiraled down the drain. His face was set in a scowl as the pain now spread across his whole body. /Make it stop./ He repeated as a new sensation overcame him. The boy felt like thousands of pins were puncturing his body. Every exposed piece of flesh was on fire. Clenching his teeth and fists he once again fell to the tub bottom. A loud thug could be heard throughout the safe house followed by an ear splitting scream.

"Heero?" Quatre rose from his sleep and clenched his heart.

Quatre stumbled out of his bed, falling onto the floor. Scampering to his feet he grabbed a silk rob and tug his bedroom door open. Looking left and then right he glanced to see if the others were up or noticed what was going on. /I need to find Heero. He's in so much pain./ He clenched his rob tighter against himself and stormed into Trowa's room waking the Heaveyarm's pilot.

"Quatre, what's wrong?" Trowa asked sleepy eyed. Once he saw the worried look in the others face he was now wide-awake.

"It's Heero. He's in some sort of pain. Help me find him." He huffed out trying to get his own emotions under control. But, feeling the sheer agony Heero was going though made his own body ache.

"Sure." Trowa stepped out of his bed only in his boxers, brushing a stray piece of hair out of his eyes and tug his own rob on. Quatre stared wide-eyed and blushed but quickly recovered and grasped the other mans hand and ran off into the direction of Heero's room.

"Quatre wait a minute." Trowa was frantically trying to tie his rob. "Quatre, would you wait a second." He pulled out of his grip and miraculously they were at Heero's bedroom door.

"Sorry Trowa, he's in so much pain. We have to help him." Without knocking he pushed the door open and looked all around the room.

Trowa followed him in and looked around the room himself. /I wonder what could make him go crazy like this./ He shook the thought off when he heard the shower running.

"Quatre he's in the bathroom." Trowa pointed to the closed door.

Both boys jogged to the door and pushed it open. The room was saturated in steam, leaving very little visibility. Waving their hands in front of their faces they both walked slowly to the shower. Eyes were wide as they stared at the closed curtain.

"Heero?" Quatre asked softly receiving a grunt in response.

"Heero are you alright? Quatre is having a fit here." Trowa spoke up looking as his friend and shaking his head.

"…" Heero moaned in pain as his mind flashed with pictures and feeling of an unknown place. /So alone./ He groaned in misery.

"I'm coming in." Quatre pulled back the curtain and both boys' jaws dropped.

There in the middle of the tub was the glowing figure of Heero. His face was in a stance of agony and his body was shaking. Quatre turned the water off which was now a cold jet of pressure. Snapping out of their reserve Quatre grabbed Heero's towel and covered him up, while Trowa picked him up and carried him to his bed.

"Heero?" Quatre shook his friend trying to get him to wake up.

The only response he received was, the aura surrounding Heero brightened and began pulsating. More moans escaped his lips as he kicked and punched the bed in a mad fit. /No bring her back bring her back./ He repeated over and over again as memories of his past initiated themselves back in his memory banks. Trowa looked at the pilot with an emotionless expression upon his face. Then he turned to the healthily one and raised and eyebrow.

"I don't know. Maybe the others do. Stay with him and I'll wake the others." Quatre fled out of the room and promptly woke Duo and Wufei.

"SERENA, NOOOO COME BACK DON'T LEAVE ME." Heero suddenly screamed out as tears fell from his closed eyes. Each tear was a perfect crystal shape and glistened in the light of his aura.

Trowa just stared at his friend with his arms across his chest. /I wonder who Serena is?/ While pondering he noticed the other pilots standing in the door with different eyes of shock.

"NOOOOOOOOOO!!!" Heero screamed and then in a flash he vanished in a blue light.

"Heero?!" All the pilots stared at the once occupied bed.

~*~

Serena was still crying her heart out when she heard a knock on her door. /Damn it./ She picked herself up from the ground and slowly and unwillingly walked to her chamber doors. Her blue eyes glared daggers at the closed wooden object with hate. Turning around she looked at Mina for comfort and support. Mina smiled at her and shrugged. Shaking her hands she motioned for Serena to open the door.

Huffing and puffing she tightly gripped the doorknob and slowly and hatefully turned the knob. When the door was almost unlocked a bright light encircled the room making her drop the knob and shield her eyes.

"Serena open the door. It's Darien. Come on." He pounded on the door and turning the knob frantically trying to unlock the locked door.

"Damn it open the door Serena." He kicked the door and hopped around in pain clutching his foot.

"Owwwwww." He jumped about like a rabbit rubbing his soar foot while knocking tons of priceless objects off their stands. Each sculpture, painting, and vase fell to the ground shattering on impact.

"Ohhhhhhh fuck." He fell to the ground try to put the objects back together.

"Ok this goes to that vase, and that goes to that one. What the hell does this go to?" He threw the pieces at the wall and crossed his arms while huffing his anger.

Serena and Mina continued to cover their eyes for what seemed like an eternity. Once she opened her own blue orbs, there standing in the middle of the room in nothing but a towel, loosely handing from his slender hips, was Heero. Both of the girls blushed at the site of him as beads of water dripped from his skin, drenching the carpet.

TBC…