Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Beautiful Force ❯ Chapter 1 ( Chapter 1 )

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Sequel to You Make Me Feel So…(storyid=1344525)

Beautiful Force

By DBZ Vegeta

~*~ Chapter 1 ~*~

Duo paced restlessly back and forth in front of the fireplace. Heero had been gone now for three days and he was beginning to get worried. His mind frantically swirled in a haze of emotions, ranging from outright worry to hysterical amusement.

'I think I must be going crazy.' he thought, as his hands came up to bury themselves in his tangled hair. Pulling his braid around, he peered disgustedly at the fraying mass. 'I can't even think straight enough to take care of my pride and joy.' he snorted loudly.

"Duo, are you all right?" came a soft voice from the doorway. He turned to see Quatre peering worriedly at him with his turquoise blue eyes. He sighed heavily as he turned away from him and looked back into the cold fireplace. Quatre was the only other pilot in the safehouse right now, the others where also out on different missions.

"I'm fine, Quatre." he whispered softly. He didn't even know that Quatre had moved across the room, until his hand came down upon his shoulder.

"Duo, what's bothering you? I can tell something is not right." he said, tightening his grip when Duo made to move away from him.

"I'm fine." Duo said as he finally pulled away and turned around, pasting a bright grin on his face. He looked down into Quatre eyes, seeing the doubt contained within them. "Really Q-man, I'm fine. Hey, I'm off to take a shower. Talk to ya later."

Quatre shook his head as he watched Duo bounce out of the room, knowing that he had been putting up a front. Ever since Heero had left three days ago, Duo had been moping around the safehouse. He wasn't too sure what had happened between the two, but he was going to find out.

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Heero leaned heavily against a tree, panting with the effort to stay upright. He could see the safehouse from where he stood, but it seemed like it was a hundred miles away. Darkness had begun to creep forward as he painfully pushed himself off the tree and staggered unerringly towards the house. The only thought on his mind was that he needed to see Duo.

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A heavy thud brought the two pilots currently sharing the safehouse to their feet, both reaching for their weapons. With silent glances they turned in opposite directions, one heading for the front door, the other the kitchen door.

Duo discreetly leaned up against the wall next to the front door, his pistol held ready for action. Cautiously, he pushed the curtain covering the windows along side of the door back to peer out into the darkness of the night. He frowned when he noticed a dark lump laying on the stairs leading to the porch.

Slowly reaching out, he pulled open the door ready for any action, as the light from inside slowly spilled forth to illuminate the figure laying across the steps. The messy chocolate brown hair tumbled forward to cover the man's face, Duo stared hard before starting forward to kneel next to the body. Reaching out, he gently shifted the man until he rolled him over.

"Heero!" The startled cry that broke from his lips brought Quatre running.

Quatre dashed around the corner of the house to see Duo cradling Heero to his chest. Skidding to a halt next to him, he saw tears streaking down Duo's cheeks as he rocked back and forth. Noticing the dark stain on the side of Heero's shirt, he knew that they needed to get him inside and patched up.

"Duo, we need to get Heero inside." he said gently as he knelt next to the pair on the porch. Duo only clutched the unconscious pilot closer are Quatre attempted to pull him up out of his arms. Sighing heavily, Quatre turned and looked up into Duo's face reaching up gently to cover his check with his hand.

"Duo, look at me." he insisted forcefully. Duo's eyes crept slowly up from Heero to focus on Quatre, his eyes full of tears and confusion. "Duo, we have to take Heero inside and see how badly hurt he is."

Duo nodded slowly, understanding Quatre's words, but he felt as if everything had suddenly be shoved into slow motion. Quatre's word dripping like slow molasses, even his movements seemed to be like they were trapped underwater. He didn't protested when Quatre scooped up Heero in his arms and carried him inside. He could only sit on the porch and stare blindly after the retreating pair.

~*~

Quatre hastily carried his heavy burden into the house and up the stairs to the boy's room. Grunting at the effort, he gently deposited Heero on his bed. 'Who knew that he would be so heavy. Must be all muscle.' he thought as he turned and rushed into the small bathroom and returning with a first aid kit.

Writing off the tee-shirt Heero was wearing, Quatre cut it off and gasped at the extent of the injuries he uncovered. Amazed that Heero had even made it back to the safehouse, all the he knew was that his injuries were beyond his skills. They would have to call in Sally to help them. He just hoped the Heero would make it until she was able to arrive.

Laying the heavy gauze pad on the seeping wound, Quatre dashed out of the room and to the laptop setup in the living room. Sending a coded message to Sally, he turned and hurried outside to find Duo still sitting on the porch where he had left him.

"Duo." he said as he kneeled down next to the obviously grieving boy. "Duo, I need your help with Heero."

Duo looked sluggishly up at Quatre, trying to comprehend what he was saying His gaze turned away from him and refocused on the blood covering his hands. All he could see was the blood that stained his hands, Heero's blood.

"Duo!" Quatre yelled. "I'm sorry about this." he murmured as he drew back his arm and slapped Duo soundly across the face.

"Hey, what was that for!" yelled a startled Duo as his hand came up to cover his now throbbing cheek.

"Duo, forget about it. I need your help with Heero, he's hurt badly. I need you to take care of him, while I see if Sally has answered the message I sent her." Quatre said quickly, standing up and pulling Duo up with him.

"Heero's hurt?" he questioned, his eyes once again loosing their focus.

"Duo, stay with me. Heero needs your help." Quatre yelled, shaking Duo hard.

"Heero needs my help." Duo said in a monotone voice.

"Yes, Duo. Heero needs you to patch him up, like you have done before." Quatre coaxed the young man inside and pushed him towards the stairs. "Help Heero, Duo."

Duo looked at the staircase in front of him as Quatre darted back into the living room. 'Heero needed him.' his mind repeated. Shaking his head, he tried to clear his mind of the morbid thoughts that were racing through them. He was Shingami, the God of Death. He could handle a little blood to help his friend.

His mind finally cleared, he quickly hurried up the stairway and down the hall to Heero's room. Opening the door, he stopped as he looked at the pale man laying on the bed, his bloodied tee-shirt cut away and laying on the floor, and blood-soaked bandages covering his left side, near his hip. Biting back the emotions that threatened to overwhelm him, he quickly hurried to Heero's side. He picked up another stack of gauze and pressed it against the bloody bandages, not giving into the temptation to peek at the damage beneath, knowing that it was better to continue to try and stop the bleeding before repairing the damage.

Reaching out with his free hand, he brushed back the hair that had fallen over Heero's face, concerned by the cool, clammy feeling to his skin. He must have lost quite a bit of blood to be this cold. Reaching over, Duo pulled the blankets up and over Heero, leaving the area that he was tending uncovered.

"Heero, what happened to you?" Duo whispered softly as his hand once again came back up to Heero's face, tracing along the unconscious boy's cheek. Biting his lip, he looked away from the pale face, back to the bandage beneath his hand. The bleeding had appeared to be slowing as the gauze beneath his fingers was only lightly spotted. Hearing a soft sound behind him, Duo turned to see Quatre standing in the doorway.

"Sally will be here inside of the next hour. Luckily she was nearby. I sent coded messages to both Trowa and Wufei, they both responded saying that their missions are nearly complete and will be back here within the next two days." Quatre said as he walked across the room and set a hand on Duo's shoulder. "Are you all right now?"

"I'm fine, Quat. Sorry about freaking out on you like that, normally I don't do that." Duo said, a slight flush creeping across his cheeks. He turned his head away from Quatre's knowing gaze and looked back down at Heero.

"It's all right, Duo. I probably would have acted the same if it had been Trowa on the front porch." Quatre watched as Duo smoothed the covers tighter around the unconscious pilot. "Have you told him yet, Duo?"

"There's nothing to tell." Duo whispered, shaking his head, "I have no right to say such things to him, Quatre."

"But, Duo. . ."

"Quatre, shouldn't Sally be here soon. You probably should meet her and show her the path up to the house."

"Fine Duo, but we are going to talk about this again." Quatre said, his lips thinning in his frustration.

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A/N: I wasn't planning on posting this story until it had been completed, but I have run into a snag with my writing and needed a little inspiration in the form of reader feedback. Please let me know what you think about this story and any ideas on what you, the reader would like to see. Thanks for reading.

~DBZ Vegeta