Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ An Unusual Cure ❯ Chapter 1 ( Chapter 1 )

Chapter 1

 

Heero clumsily made his way through the piles of rubble that lined the corridors. His body was rebelling again. Refusing to act like the finally tuned weapon it was. He did not have long. If he did not reach his distension soon then darkness would undoubtedly claim him. He knew that there was something wrong with him, even if the doctors could find nothing. His body had done this once before, a week ago. What the hell was he doing here anyway? This was not the type of place for him. These filth stricken people that hovered around tiny fires, taking what warmth they could were nothing like him. He had been raised to be a living super weapon. It was far from a normal childhood, but it wasn't anything like this.

 

`Kami, what am I doing here?'

 

The question had been on his mind since he had arrived in this place. There was a perfectly logical answer to that question. He had a new enemy, one that he could not defeat on his own. His body was rebelling, creating an invisible inner foe. Like any solder he would seek allies, but what allies did he have? After Mari Maya had been defeated a year ago the other four pilots had gone their separate ways. Quatre and Trowa had disappeared together. They were even beyond Heero's ability to find. Wufei had his hands full with the preventers so that left one person, Duo Maxwell.

 

Duo had been the only person Heero had ever considered a friend. It was also Duo that made Heero the most nervous. Farther more it seemed impossible to believe that Duo was now Heero's only hope for salvation. That was the logical answer to his question but it gave Heero no comfort. He needed Duo, especially now. And he would do whatever it took to get him back.

 

“Well hi there handsome. Tell me what's a stud like you doing in a place like this? You got any money on ya kid?”

Heero blinked the tinniest bit of surprise showing on his face. How had he allowed the man to sneak up on him? Nobody, not even Duo could sneak up on him. `Kami, what is wrong with me?' His body was giving out on him. “Kuso.”

 

The man chuckled at the whispered curse. He would not find it so amusing if Heero had even a tenth of his usual strength left. “Come on handsome don't look so pale. We can have some fun.”

 

“Hn.” Heero gathered what little bit of strength he had to retaliate one last time. This thug was about to get the biggest shock out his life.

 

“Okay you pervert, get your grubby hands off him and get out of here.”

 

Heero turned in shock. Even in his currant condition he could not mistake that voice, or the figure it belonged to. For as long as he could remember Duo had joked that he was the embodiment of Shinigami. But never had Duo appeared more as the God of Death then at that moment. The smaller boy stood in his usual black priest's robe with his long hair pulled back and a gun leveled in front of him. He looked identical to the boy from one year ago, except for one thing. His face was dark and angry and his eyes were sad and lost.

 

“Maxwell-sama, forgive me, I didn't think you'd be interested I that kinda thing. He's yours of course, if you want him.”

 

Heero blinked in surprise, `Maxwell-sama? Where did that come from?'

 

“Get the hell out of here Drake. Don't let me catch you here again.”

 

The man turned and ran, with surprising speed. Duo smirked before resting his eyes of Heero for the first time. Heero turned his head down. Suddenly he found he didn't want Duo to see him. Not like this. He let no one see his weakness, yet here he was barely even able to stand.

 

“Hey you okay? Man you sure are a lucky little shit. What the hell is someone like you doing in a place like this? And don't tell me you're running away, cause you can just haul your ass back to wherever you came from. Trust me you'll be doing yourself a favor.”

 

Heero remained silent as Duo advanced, he didn't have the strength to move away. Duo would see him like this, weak, worthless.

 

“Hey are you alright? It's okay I'm not going to hurt-hey what the hell!” Heero felt cold fingers slide under his chin and then he was looking into startled violet eyes, “Heero!”

 

“Duo,” and then darkness claimed him.

 

~~~

 

“Heero? Heero!” Duo knelt beside his unconscious friend fear in his eyes. Heero Yuy had fainted. What the hell could make Heero Yuy faint? Duo scooped the well muscled boy up in his arms rushing back to his room. Heero didn't show any sign of injury but that didn't mean anything. Something had to be very wrong to make Heero faint.

 

Duo could not believe that Heero was here. He had not expected to ever see his friend again. Heero had never been the one to seek him out. And he would have had to look pretty hard to find him. When Duo made the decision to return from his old life he had cut off any means of contact. He was sick of the killing and he no longer wanted to be a part of it. Farther more he never wanted his friends to see him like this, as he truly was.

 

Duo hadn't returned to his original home on L2. Instead he had come here. It was an Oz training facility in Earth's orbit, and then a research facility after the war. It had sprung several radiation leaks and been abandoned. Since then several people had come here looking for shelter. People with nowhere else to go. When Duo had arrived he had made a few changes. He had sealed what leaks he could find. He had set up a children's home of types, in memory of Father Maxwell. In truth it was no more than a tactical room with mats, rags, and blankets scattered on the floor and a rare toy here and there. The children were safe their though. And Duo kept them from staving.

 

After word spread of Duo's act towards the children, others had come seeking his help. Most of the people there had lost their homes during the war. Though Duo didn't know anything about governing people it was clear they would need direction, and Duo couldn't help but feel some what responsible for what had happened to them. So he taught them everything he knew about living on the streets, while making it quite clear that he did not want to be their leader. There was no food left on the base, so Duo sent out raiding parties in search of it. They managed to find enough, though only barely.

 

“Maxwell-sama, who is that?”

 

Duo groaned at the title, “he's a friend don't worry. Is Brea busy? I'd like him to look over my friend here.”

 

“I'll send him right in.”

 

Duo nodded and headed for his bunker. He opened the door to the messiest room in the entire place. Duo waded through the ocean of important documents and manga that was occupying his floor. “Man I need to clean this place up. If Heero saw it he'd kill me.”

 

Duo gently set Heero down on his bed before diving down to pick up his floor. He took every important paper he had and threw it in one pile and all his equally important manga and threw it into another pile. When he was done he had two piles with a small path leading from the door to the bed. “Well it's still a mess but at least it's an organized mess. I'll get it into stacks after Heero's been taken care of.

 

~~~

 

“What is the subject's condition?”

“He is unconscious sir, the implants continue to malfunction.”

 

The man nodded as he studied the diagram of the subject's body. It had been seventeen years since they had begun the experiment and there had been no problems. The subject had preformed as expected, truly the perfect solder, so why was his body failing now?

 

“Sir we need to find Yuy soon, or his body will fail completely. Then all of our hard work and money will be lost and we will have to start over again.”

The man scowled, “we have monitored the subject through the course of his life without him ever knowing we existed. I do not care to let him know now. Farther more we do not even know where he is. The internal monitors we've implanted cannot tell us that.”

“If we do not act we will lose him sir.”

“That may be best then. It would be better then having our presence detected.”

“Yes sir but-“

 

“No buts. Continue to monitor the subject and if his condition worsens inform me. That is all.”

 

The man stepped out. He did not like the idea of losing the money and time he had put into the project. But he would do what he had to do. Even if Heero Yuy was sacrificed, it simply couldn't be helped.

 

~~~

 

“Nothings wrong with him.” Brea shook his head as he put his precious instruments away. Brea had been one of the first people Duo had met here. He had been studying to become a doctor when his home had been destroyed. Now he provided medical care to whoever needed it here.

 

“If there's nothing wrong with him then why did he faint?”

 

“Can't say Duo, but all the tests check out. He's perfectly healthy, actually he's the healthiest person I've ever seen.”

 

“Ya, at least physically.”

 

“What's that?”

 

“Oh nothing, thanks for the help Brea, I'll see you latter.”

 

Brea smiled and left. Duo sank down beside the bed. `What could possibly be wrong with you Heero?' Duo rested his chin down on the bed. Heero's sent was so sweet and he looked so young, so lost when he slept. It would be so easy to just lean over and…

 

`No bad Duo, very bad Duo. Heero would not appreciate that.'

 

`But he'll never know,' his naughtier side spoke up.

 

`True, and there's no way I'm getting another chance at this. Hey got to take what I can get with him right?'

 

Duo apprehensively leaned over coming closer and closer to Heero's lips. He could feel Heero's steady breathing on his face. It was making his heart race. `I can't do this! He wouldn't want it.'

 

`Baka, if you don't you'll never get another chance, and you'll regret it your whole life.'

 

Duo gradually closed the gap his lips closing over the other boys. Heero's lips where soft for a boy that spent so much time scowling. The kiss was just the tinniest peck, but it sent sparks of joy riveting through Duo. That joy turned to terror however. For when Duo pulled up he met endless blue eyes, wide open and staring at him.