Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ A Renewed Being ❯ Being Comatose ( Chapter 2 )

Disclaimer: I do not own GW(wish I did), but I do own two OC's that will appear later.

Pairings: Unsure of at the moment, but I'm sure of the main pairing which is: 3x5/5x3

Warnings: Angst, eventual OOC on Trowa's part, and some weirdness in this chapter, because it is a dream. This chapter will be in Trowa's POV.

 

 

 

A Renewed Being Chapter 2: Being Comatose

 

I'm laying down, on something soft, and wet. Opening my eyes, I find myself laying on top of grass that still has morning dew on the tips. I am also wearing a white long sleeved shirt, and white pants. Surprisingly they have no grass stains. This must be a dream or...no. I'm not in heaven. I've killed too many people to go up there.

 

"That is where you are wrong. For you are certainly deserving of going there," a female voice suddenly says. Getting up, I search around the hill in which I was resting, and find a familar looking blonde smiling at me. I met her before, during the time I was a mercenary.

 

"Midii," I ask, and she nods. Wrapping her arms around me, she simply greets, "I am glad you remember me! Perhaps I did mean something to you."

 

"Is this really heaven, or am I just dreaming. Please let it be the latter," I seem to plead to her. Laughing softly, she explains, "No, you have not died, and are merely dreaming."

 

"Good, now I will wake up, and see if everything is okay with the others." Moving away from her, I stand on top of the hill, and wait for all to go away. Nothing is happening. I am not waking. Why am I not waking?

 

As if knowing my confusion, the blonde girl states, "Your body has suffered greatly, and so you must rest until it is healed. In the meantime, you and I can converse."

 

"Midii, did you die, or are you just a memory," I ask bluntly. Perhaps a little too bluntly, for her eyes appear watery. Amending myself I say, "I apologize, Midii. I just want to know if you are really here in spirit to keep me company."

 

"Hm, I am not dead, friend Trowa. For as you have guessed, I am merely a memory of the past to keep you company. It is quite sad to be alone while one dreams, and I do not wish for you to suffer. That is why I am here."

 

Nodding, I smile softly, and this brings one to her face again. With all explanation done, we both start to walk around. My mind seems to be filled with nothing but grassy hills, and a clear blue sky. Yet I am thankful it is not worse.

 

Before long, we become tired of walking around, and decide to sit and chat. All ready I wish for my body to heal, and allow me to wake. I want to see my friends, and I desperately want to see Wufei.

 

"You love this boy, Wufei? What is he like," Midii asks me curiously. I guess this is the only way I can pass my time. Through conversations with a memory.

 

"He is strong, honest, intelligent, and really sexy when he..." I said, trying to remember a certain incident with him.

 

"When I what," I suddenly hear his voice say. Startled, I find Midii has gone, and Wufei is by my side.

 

"Where is Midii," I ask, a little worried. Smiling, he explains, "It is now my turn to be with you. Do not worry, she is not insulted."

 

"Are you a memory as well?" Nodding, he then said, "Yes, a memory, mixed with a fantasy."

 

To prove his point, he kisses me, and I am soon on my back. Wrapping my arms around him, I attempt to deepen the kiss in order to taste him. But I find there is nothing to taste, because this is all just a dream. Oh well, I will enjoy what I can.

 

Seeing as it is a dream, specifically my dream, I had our clothes fade away. Now our naked bodies were rolling about, as we continued to kiss, and embrace one another. How I wish this were real, and that we were in a soft, warm bed, instead of wet grass. Wait a minute, changing my suroundings, we both tumbled onto a large, warm, bed.

 

We had sex numerous times on that bed, and for how long I don't remember. Yet once all was done, and I felt exhausted, he disappeared, right before my eyes. Trying to get him back, I found I couldn't, and I was soon on top of another grassy hill. Only now my clothes were green.

 

Hearing laughter, I walk around to find Duo and Quatre conversing over something. Seeing me, they smiled, and the braded boy said, "It's about time! Get over here!"

 

Doing so, several canvases, paint, and a few musical instruments, which strangely floated in the air, appeared. Coming upto me, the Arabian pulled me along to a stool, and had me sit in front of a canvas. He then explained, "We are also memories. Good ones too!"

 

"Probably not as good as Wufei," Duo joked, but then asked, "Ever painted before?"

 

"No, not really," I reply, and the blonde boy hands me a paint brush. Looking at him in confusion, he merely says, "You can paint while we play."

 

Watching him, I see that both he and Duo are going to perform a duet with a piano and violin. Turning to the canvas in front of me, I began to wonder, 'what should I paint?' As if knowing my question, Quatre stated, "Paint what you hear."

 

They then began to play, and the reaction was immediate. I seemed to use a lot of yellows, greens, and oranges for this painting. Before my eyes, a beautiful flower covers all that was once white. Going to another canvas, I start to paint lions, birds, and a flute.

 

I then start to paint people, people that I know. I paint Duo and Quatre playing their duet. Wufei and I rolling in that bed, and a self potrait. But then their tone got sad, and I was able to paint Cathy, crying over me, as I lay in a bed. I can almost hear her crying.

 

I suddenly hear voices, not ones within my dream, but outside. Everything around me disappears, and the hills flatten into one big plain. I'm all alone, and can't help but yell, "Hello!! Can anyone hear me!?! Is anyone there?? Please answer me!! Please!! Please...!!"

 

"Wake me up," I say pleadingly, tears falling from my eyes. Oh, it is miserable to be alone in one's dream! The voices then start to fade, and I desperately start to call out to them again. Yet to no use, for they disappear completely.

 

For a long while, I am left alone within my nightmare, and start to explore once more. I then see what appears to be night on one side, and so I run to see what's there. It is there I find Heero, all by himself as well, but he looks a little older.

 

"Heero? Why didn't you come to me like the other memories," I ask. He has a confused look on his face, and then he says, "What do you mean? What dream is this?"

 

He began to look around him, wondering what all was going on. Was he not a dream?? Had he...had he....had he killed himself!?! Was this his soul within my mind???

 

"Heero! Did you commit suicide," I state more than ask.

 

"No, I just fell asleep," he explains to me. Sighing in relief, I come to the realization that his dream has become mine, and now I can find out what all has been going on. Figuring this out for himself, he asked me, "Have you been dreaming all this time, Trowa?"

 

"Yeah," I reply. Giving me his own smile, he then states, "Trowa, you need to wake up. We need you to wake."

 

"I would if I could, but I seem to be trapped here! What all has happened with the others? Is Wufei all right?"

 

"He's fine, for the most part." Looking to the side, he then said sadly, "A lot has changed since your accident Trowa."

 

"What do you mean?" I could tell this was hard for my friend to explain, but he did by saying, "You've been under a coma for two years now. And during those two years, Wufei has hardly left your side."

 

"That isn't what troubles you, is it Heero? Tell me, what's wrong?"

 

"Quatre and Relena are... seeing each other," he finally told me.

 

"Oh, I'm so sorry Heero. I know how much she meant to you." Shaking his head, he simply replies, "Don't be sorry. I should've known it was going to happen sooner or later. I mean, I always ran away from her, and they've been around each other for so long. Besides, if anyone deserves her, it's him."

 

My sympathy for my friend causes me to embrace him, and allow him to cry on my shoulder. Yet I am still surprised. Two years have past, and all of us were now nineteen. This is why he appears older. Oh why can't I wake up!?! And what of Wufei? He hasn't left my side? Why?? Is he in good health??

 

"Trowa, I think I'm waking up," the Japanese boy suddenly tells me.

 

"Heero, if you can, please, try and wake me up! I am tired of being here while all of you suffer as I sleep," I explained quickly, but he vanished before he could give a response. Damn it! I hate sleep! I HATE IT!!

 

I feel like I am doomed to walk alone in this dream forever! Suddenly, a searing noise pierces through my senses, and I am pained. Covering my ears, I find the night time area to be ripping apart into sheer white. Running, I fear to be destroyed along with my surroundings, but soon find myself trapped on a hill.

 

Is this really the end, or am I waking up?? Please let me wake up! Let me wake up! I want to see Wufei!

 

Opening my eyes, I find myself laying down, in a hospital room. Feeling something on my arm, I turn my head slowly to find Wufei sleeping. His hair was longer, but other than that, he hadn't changed. He was still the delicate boy I remembered him to be.

 

Wanting to touch his face, I find it difficult to move my arm. Yet what little movement I was able to make, caused him to wake.

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Due to some positive criticism, I have changed the little ending here, and plan to change the third chapter as well. I've seen Kill Bill Vol. 1 too many times. Anyway, thank you for your review!! Hope you enjoy the story!