Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ A Place To Belong ❯ Chapter 3 ( Chapter 3 )
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By: Queen_Dark 
Anime/Manga: Gundam Wing Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Angst | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 08.23.2008 | Updated On: 08.24.2008 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.3K | Visits: 209 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Gundam Wing Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Angst | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 08.23.2008 | Updated On: 08.24.2008 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.3K | Visits: 209 | Status: Completed
Heero sat back heavily in the chair that was sitting in the large kitchen of the orphanage, his limbs suddenly felt so heavy; he didn’t know how much work he was signing up for when he agreed to come here with Venus. Children were a lot of work to take care, and there was such a large amount of them to take care of. He felt positively worn out, and the three other clones had yet to wake up which caused even more stress for the former pilot.
The smell of coffee broke him from his musings as he looked down wearily at the small violet eyed boy. Smiling softly he took the coffee from the tiny hands and drank it slowly. “Thank you.” Heero spoke softly looking at the child standing in front of him a huge grin on his face.
“You’re welcome!” he piped up happily hopping onto the chair next to Heero’s letting his legs dangle from the chair.
“So, what are we going to call you?” Heero asked, propping his head on his hand comfortably watching as the smaller child sat and thought about the question presented to him.
“Well…” he started with a small sigh as he looked down at his feet. “How about Solo, since I’m sure the other me probably named himself Duo. Right?” he said seriously, looking up at Heero with childish innocence.
Heero nodded in reply and say up straight, “Well Solo it is then. Now, you need to go to bed. It’s getting late.” The brown haired teen said picking up the small boy and setting him on the floor.
“B-but, Heero I’m not tired yet. And I want to be there when the other children wake up! Please don’t make me go to sleep just yet.” Solo pouted sticking his lip out for added finesse, Heero rolled his eyes and avoided looking at the overly cute look as he shooed the boy off to bed.
“I’ll wake you up if something happens, I promise.” He reassured as the tiny boy finally gave in and allowed himself to be led to his new room. Before Heero could shut the door the small boy called out to him making him turn back to see what was wrong.
“Please don’t leave me alone in the dark, bad things always happen when it’s gets dark out.” The tiny boy whimpered pulling the covers up as if to hide himself from and ‘monsters’ that might get him. Nodding Heero walked over to the closet that was in every room of the building and pulled out a small night light that he knew was always located in the same spot at the top of the closet. Plugging it in he smiled as the room became softly illuminated, but not enough to keep Solo from sleeping through the night.
“There, is that better? You can see anything before even comes at you.” Heero said softly getting a bright smile in return and a hasty nod before the little boy rolled over. Heero moved to go out the door again getting stopped again.
“Goodnight Heero!” Heero smiled at the sound of the small boy’s excitement.
“Goodnight Solo.” He replied before shutting the door and leaving the small boy to fall into dream land.
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In The Medical Ward
Venus smiled sadly as she sat next to the bed of the small boy who looked exactly the way her little brother looked when he was still small. The nostalgia from sitting there was almost too much for her to handle, as she continued playing scenarios through her head of how things would be if she had just went back and saved him from that hell. Thoughts that made her terribly depressed every time she brought them up in her mind.
The sound of the machine beeping alerted her to the fact that one of the boys’ pulses was quickening and that they would soon be in the waking world again. Turning to the small blonde laying in the bed behind her she moved quickly to make sure he was alright; slowly long lashes fluttered open to reveal crystal clear blue eyes. “Good morning little one, we all were waiting for you to awaken.”
“Where am I?” the tiny boy asked looking slightly afraid.
“This is an orphanage.”
“Why am I here? Where is my father? I don’t belong here.” He said heatedly, only getting angrier as the woman before him seemed unfazed and continued to smile.
“Well I really shouldn’t be the one answering the question about your father since I don’t know. And you’re here because we found you in a medical facility as a part of a cloning experiment.” Venus explained, the child seemed very aware for one so young, Which she thought was probably a result of Quatre’s good upbringing.
“I’m a… clone. I knew I told father he could make another of me. I didn’t think he would do it.” The tiny boy mumbled sadly looking down at his hands as he gripped the sheets so hard that his knuckles were turning white. “I’m the original! I am; you’re wrong! I’m special!” he yelled, tears streaming down his face as he yelled loudly at the woman sitting in front of him.
“Oh you poor darling, you are very special indeed.” She said softly wrapping her arms around him tightly and in a mothering way. The sounds of Heero entering the room reached her ears making her turn her head slightly to look at him. He nodded in acknowledgement to the situation as the small boy looked to see what Venus was looking at.
“Figure out what he can do yet?” Heero asked non-chalantly.
“No, and in the middle of a mental breakdown I don’t think it’s the best time to assess such things.” She scolded glaring at her socially dense younger brother.
“He fell asleep.” Heero said with a smirk walking over to where his sister was sitting on a small bed. “We should show him his bedroom tomorrow. And I was thinking, the serum introduced to their blood after or during the cloning process. What if it was uncontrolled for which powers they received? I mean, why would they make them each different right? Why not stick with one skill and perfect it?” Heero spoke watching as the woman before him lay the child down gently; as to not disturb his sleep.
“Well maybe it’s only the two that they were trying.” Venus suggested, standing up and placing a hand on her hip.
“Yeah I thought that too, but it makes no sense with only five kids, since it’s an uneven number. It would be more plausible to use three of one and three of the other. But there are not six children here, there are only five.” Heero explained, getting a nod in reply from his sister who moved towards the door to do her nighttime rounds.
“Well my shift with these little guys are over, I’ll go check to see if everyone is ok in their rooms.” She said stretching her arms above her head, stopping as she heard a small pop. “See you later Heero.” And with that she was gone.
Heero sighed and sat down in the chair that was in the corner of the room and closed his eyes falling into a light sleep, as he waited for the signal that one of the children were waking up.
Hours later the sound of beeping from another one of the machines made the former pilot wake immediately as he looked over to see the young version of Trowa begin to slowly begin to awaken. Standing up her moved to the side of the child’s bed slowly not wanting to startle him, as Heero remembered on one of those rare occasions Trowa opening up to him on a mission and telling him about his past.
Immediately at the sight of the older teen the small boy tensed up, and began eyeing him wearily. He said nothing though as he seemed to try and make himself invisible by sinking into the bed that he was lying in. “You are safe.” Heero stated calmly, seeing the children’s reactions, people who were his own friends; their reactions to people at such a young age showed him truly the effect the war had on people.
The words though seemed to bring no comfort though to the tiny clone of the infamous pilot 04. “Since you have awoken, I need to remove these wires from you ok? I swear to you I will do nothing else.” Heero explained as he slowly reached forward and attempted to unhook one of the sticky pads that checked the boys pulse. The little boy recoiled though at the idea of the other persons touch.
Heero sighed as he tried to think of a different approach to the situation, he thought of calling his sister in to help him, but ruled it out since doing so might only serve to frighten the boy even more. As he was thinking though, the little clone began to disappear. Heero’s eyes widened slightly as he quickly grabbed onto the tiny hand to keep from losing him. Which turned out to be a bad mistake as the tiny boy began to struggle and try to pull his hand from Heero’s grip.
When he finally realized that he couldn’t get away from the other boy he cried out softly and reappeared, “Let go!” he whined as he continued to tug futilely. At the sound of the yelling, the tiny blonde in the next bed over awakened.
“What are you doing?” he mumbled softly, rubbing his eyes.
“I’m trying to detach the machines from him.” Heero replied without thought, as he growled softly in frustration. Taking in the sight of the situation, the tiny 03 clone slid off of his bed and walked over to the other bed.
“Hold still.” The little boy demanded taking the hand that wasn’t held in Heero’s into his own. When that didn’t work though he pulled the other little boy into a tight embrace and began singing softly to him. A hymn Heero had never heard before in his life, but whatever the little boy was doing was working, because slowly but surely the little 04 clone slowly began to calm down as Heero released his small hand.
“Thank you.” Heero said softly getting a look from the little Quatre that said ‘you hurt him and you’ll face my wrath’.
“Ok, now if I hold your hand will you let our caretaker take off the tabs on you?” Quatre asked getting a shaky nod in reply, with that the blonde boy took hold of the other little boys hand and slid off of the bed.
Heero slowly began to remove the wires and tabs that were connected all over the boy’s skin. “So, what do you both think your new names should be?” Heero asked calmly as he disposed of the stuff in his hands.
“Alain.” Trowa’s clone replied with small secretive smile on his face.
“You want your name to be Alain?” Heero asked as the boy shook his head ‘no’ in reply.
“For him.” He said nodding toward the blonde, eliciting a bright red blush from the little boy.
“You know what that means?” Heero asked looking at Quatre who nodded.
“It means handsome, in French.”
“Well than, Alain it is. Well since he got to pick your new name you can pick his.” The teen started looking at the two boys as Alain got a thoughtful look on his face.
“Tamas, since there are two of you.”
“Two of me?”
“Yes, you’re a clone Tamas.” Heero said softly, “In fact, you’re one of my closet friends.” He said with a smile looking at the small child who gave him a wide eyed look.
“W-what about me?” Alain spoke up meekly.
“Yes, you too.” Heero turned slightly and pointed to the last remaining child in the room. “And that little boy over there is me.”
“Can we meet ourselves? So we know how we turn out I mean.” Alain asked looking up at Heero with his large blue eyes that shone with the questions he wish to have answered.
“Hm, I don’t see why not. But you won’t turn out exactly like them. The war is over, and your lives will be much different from how we all had to live.” Heero explained moving toward the door. “Now please don’t cause any trouble, and get some sleep. I will show you your rooms tomorrow.” With that Heero turned and left the room.
A/N
Ok and here is the third chapter finally. And it gave me a headache thinking of all the words. I hope you all like and review please cause I have issues.
The smell of coffee broke him from his musings as he looked down wearily at the small violet eyed boy. Smiling softly he took the coffee from the tiny hands and drank it slowly. “Thank you.” Heero spoke softly looking at the child standing in front of him a huge grin on his face.
“You’re welcome!” he piped up happily hopping onto the chair next to Heero’s letting his legs dangle from the chair.
“So, what are we going to call you?” Heero asked, propping his head on his hand comfortably watching as the smaller child sat and thought about the question presented to him.
“Well…” he started with a small sigh as he looked down at his feet. “How about Solo, since I’m sure the other me probably named himself Duo. Right?” he said seriously, looking up at Heero with childish innocence.
Heero nodded in reply and say up straight, “Well Solo it is then. Now, you need to go to bed. It’s getting late.” The brown haired teen said picking up the small boy and setting him on the floor.
“B-but, Heero I’m not tired yet. And I want to be there when the other children wake up! Please don’t make me go to sleep just yet.” Solo pouted sticking his lip out for added finesse, Heero rolled his eyes and avoided looking at the overly cute look as he shooed the boy off to bed.
“I’ll wake you up if something happens, I promise.” He reassured as the tiny boy finally gave in and allowed himself to be led to his new room. Before Heero could shut the door the small boy called out to him making him turn back to see what was wrong.
“Please don’t leave me alone in the dark, bad things always happen when it’s gets dark out.” The tiny boy whimpered pulling the covers up as if to hide himself from and ‘monsters’ that might get him. Nodding Heero walked over to the closet that was in every room of the building and pulled out a small night light that he knew was always located in the same spot at the top of the closet. Plugging it in he smiled as the room became softly illuminated, but not enough to keep Solo from sleeping through the night.
“There, is that better? You can see anything before even comes at you.” Heero said softly getting a bright smile in return and a hasty nod before the little boy rolled over. Heero moved to go out the door again getting stopped again.
“Goodnight Heero!” Heero smiled at the sound of the small boy’s excitement.
“Goodnight Solo.” He replied before shutting the door and leaving the small boy to fall into dream land.
The sound of the machine beeping alerted her to the fact that one of the boys’ pulses was quickening and that they would soon be in the waking world again. Turning to the small blonde laying in the bed behind her she moved quickly to make sure he was alright; slowly long lashes fluttered open to reveal crystal clear blue eyes. “Good morning little one, we all were waiting for you to awaken.”
“Where am I?” the tiny boy asked looking slightly afraid.
“This is an orphanage.”
“Why am I here? Where is my father? I don’t belong here.” He said heatedly, only getting angrier as the woman before him seemed unfazed and continued to smile.
“Well I really shouldn’t be the one answering the question about your father since I don’t know. And you’re here because we found you in a medical facility as a part of a cloning experiment.” Venus explained, the child seemed very aware for one so young, Which she thought was probably a result of Quatre’s good upbringing.
“I’m a… clone. I knew I told father he could make another of me. I didn’t think he would do it.” The tiny boy mumbled sadly looking down at his hands as he gripped the sheets so hard that his knuckles were turning white. “I’m the original! I am; you’re wrong! I’m special!” he yelled, tears streaming down his face as he yelled loudly at the woman sitting in front of him.
“Oh you poor darling, you are very special indeed.” She said softly wrapping her arms around him tightly and in a mothering way. The sounds of Heero entering the room reached her ears making her turn her head slightly to look at him. He nodded in acknowledgement to the situation as the small boy looked to see what Venus was looking at.
“Figure out what he can do yet?” Heero asked non-chalantly.
“No, and in the middle of a mental breakdown I don’t think it’s the best time to assess such things.” She scolded glaring at her socially dense younger brother.
“He fell asleep.” Heero said with a smirk walking over to where his sister was sitting on a small bed. “We should show him his bedroom tomorrow. And I was thinking, the serum introduced to their blood after or during the cloning process. What if it was uncontrolled for which powers they received? I mean, why would they make them each different right? Why not stick with one skill and perfect it?” Heero spoke watching as the woman before him lay the child down gently; as to not disturb his sleep.
“Well maybe it’s only the two that they were trying.” Venus suggested, standing up and placing a hand on her hip.
“Yeah I thought that too, but it makes no sense with only five kids, since it’s an uneven number. It would be more plausible to use three of one and three of the other. But there are not six children here, there are only five.” Heero explained, getting a nod in reply from his sister who moved towards the door to do her nighttime rounds.
“Well my shift with these little guys are over, I’ll go check to see if everyone is ok in their rooms.” She said stretching her arms above her head, stopping as she heard a small pop. “See you later Heero.” And with that she was gone.
Heero sighed and sat down in the chair that was in the corner of the room and closed his eyes falling into a light sleep, as he waited for the signal that one of the children were waking up.
Hours later the sound of beeping from another one of the machines made the former pilot wake immediately as he looked over to see the young version of Trowa begin to slowly begin to awaken. Standing up her moved to the side of the child’s bed slowly not wanting to startle him, as Heero remembered on one of those rare occasions Trowa opening up to him on a mission and telling him about his past.
Immediately at the sight of the older teen the small boy tensed up, and began eyeing him wearily. He said nothing though as he seemed to try and make himself invisible by sinking into the bed that he was lying in. “You are safe.” Heero stated calmly, seeing the children’s reactions, people who were his own friends; their reactions to people at such a young age showed him truly the effect the war had on people.
The words though seemed to bring no comfort though to the tiny clone of the infamous pilot 04. “Since you have awoken, I need to remove these wires from you ok? I swear to you I will do nothing else.” Heero explained as he slowly reached forward and attempted to unhook one of the sticky pads that checked the boys pulse. The little boy recoiled though at the idea of the other persons touch.
Heero sighed as he tried to think of a different approach to the situation, he thought of calling his sister in to help him, but ruled it out since doing so might only serve to frighten the boy even more. As he was thinking though, the little clone began to disappear. Heero’s eyes widened slightly as he quickly grabbed onto the tiny hand to keep from losing him. Which turned out to be a bad mistake as the tiny boy began to struggle and try to pull his hand from Heero’s grip.
When he finally realized that he couldn’t get away from the other boy he cried out softly and reappeared, “Let go!” he whined as he continued to tug futilely. At the sound of the yelling, the tiny blonde in the next bed over awakened.
“What are you doing?” he mumbled softly, rubbing his eyes.
“I’m trying to detach the machines from him.” Heero replied without thought, as he growled softly in frustration. Taking in the sight of the situation, the tiny 03 clone slid off of his bed and walked over to the other bed.
“Hold still.” The little boy demanded taking the hand that wasn’t held in Heero’s into his own. When that didn’t work though he pulled the other little boy into a tight embrace and began singing softly to him. A hymn Heero had never heard before in his life, but whatever the little boy was doing was working, because slowly but surely the little 04 clone slowly began to calm down as Heero released his small hand.
“Thank you.” Heero said softly getting a look from the little Quatre that said ‘you hurt him and you’ll face my wrath’.
“Ok, now if I hold your hand will you let our caretaker take off the tabs on you?” Quatre asked getting a shaky nod in reply, with that the blonde boy took hold of the other little boys hand and slid off of the bed.
Heero slowly began to remove the wires and tabs that were connected all over the boy’s skin. “So, what do you both think your new names should be?” Heero asked calmly as he disposed of the stuff in his hands.
“Alain.” Trowa’s clone replied with small secretive smile on his face.
“You want your name to be Alain?” Heero asked as the boy shook his head ‘no’ in reply.
“For him.” He said nodding toward the blonde, eliciting a bright red blush from the little boy.
“You know what that means?” Heero asked looking at Quatre who nodded.
“It means handsome, in French.”
“Well than, Alain it is. Well since he got to pick your new name you can pick his.” The teen started looking at the two boys as Alain got a thoughtful look on his face.
“Tamas, since there are two of you.”
“Two of me?”
“Yes, you’re a clone Tamas.” Heero said softly, “In fact, you’re one of my closet friends.” He said with a smile looking at the small child who gave him a wide eyed look.
“W-what about me?” Alain spoke up meekly.
“Yes, you too.” Heero turned slightly and pointed to the last remaining child in the room. “And that little boy over there is me.”
“Can we meet ourselves? So we know how we turn out I mean.” Alain asked looking up at Heero with his large blue eyes that shone with the questions he wish to have answered.
“Hm, I don’t see why not. But you won’t turn out exactly like them. The war is over, and your lives will be much different from how we all had to live.” Heero explained moving toward the door. “Now please don’t cause any trouble, and get some sleep. I will show you your rooms tomorrow.” With that Heero turned and left the room.
A/N
Ok and here is the third chapter finally. And it gave me a headache thinking of all the words. I hope you all like and review please cause I have issues.