Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Beautiful Force ❯ Chapter 4 ( Chapter 4 )

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Sequel to You Make Me Feel So. . .

Beautiful Force

By DBZ Vegeta

~*~ Chapter 4 ~*~

The dream came unexpectedly and with the speed of a rushing freight train, slamming into his subconsciousness ruthlessly. The darkened hallways blazed with lights as alarms sounded, shrilling out their warnings. He ducked back into a darkened room, watching as soldiers darted frantically about looking for him.

He cursed his inattentiveness that had caused him, the perfect soldier, to get into this mess. Watching as a group of soldiers thudded down the hallway, he waited until the sound of their footsteps died away. Glancing down quickly at his watch, he grimaced realizing that he needed to hurry or he would be caught in the blast from the explosives he had placed throughout the base.

Listening closely, he slid silently out of his concealment and stealthily crept down the hallway. Peering warily around the corner, he saw his exit. Suddenly he pulled back, cursing the alarms that still shrilled loudly. Two guards were standing at the exit, blocking his escape route.

Pulling the gun from his waistband, he peered back around the corner before diving from his cover into the open stretch between them.

Rolling up onto one knee, he fired swiftly dispatched the two guards effectively. Hearing shouts from the corridor behind him, he quickly dashed for the exit. Just as he barreled through the door a sharp stinging sensation from his side hit him. Ignoring the feeling, he dashed down the sidewalk and dived into the treeline.

Shouts echoed loudly throughout the complex, searching frantically for the intruder. Checking his watch again, he stealthily slipped deeper into the forest, as the sounds of explosions rocked the complex behind him.

The darkness covered his retreat back to his gundam. Stumbling, he felt a wet warmth sliding down his side as the darkness overtook him.

~*~

Heero gasped as he jerked awake, the images of the dream still vivid in his mind. Rolling over onto his side, he opened his eyes to find an empty chair next to his bed. A foreign feeling of melancholy overcame his unexpectedly.

Sally had come by earlier that day and had removed his stitches, proclaiming that he was now out of danger, but still required a few weeks of rest to regain his strength. Since he was now getting better, he didn't require someone watching him constantly and tonight was the first night that Duo wasn't there with him.

His mind drifted back to the conversation that he had with Quatre over a week ago. 'Did Duo really think he wasn't good enough for me.' he thought. 'Should I tell him how I feel about him?'

He had seen through the mask that Duo had been wearing since he had first awoken. Duo acted like a clown in front of everyone, but he could see that he was deeply troubled inside.

Flipping back the covers, Heero gingerly slid out of bed and walked slowly over to the window. Leaning against the sill, he looked out into the darkness trying to make sense of his conflicting emotions. These emotions left him feeling vulnerable, exposed and he wasn't sure of how to deal with it. He was the perfect soldier, devoid of emotion. He shouldn't be feeling such pain whenever Duo wasn't near. He knew that when Duo was near him he felt contented, as if he was the calming force that brought light into his black existence.

"Should I do it, should I tell him how I feel?" he whispered softly in the darkness. "What if Quatre was wrong about how he feels for me? What if he rejects my love?" His voice echoed throughout the room, haunting him.

Sighing, he turned from his pondering at the window and slowly crawled back into bed. Closing his eyes, he sighed once again as a name gently passed his lips, before he dipped off into slumber.

"Duo."

~*~

Duo stood frozen against the wall next to the open door. The longing and pain he heard in Heero's voice had stopped him from entering the room. The words, however, sent a shaft of heat spiraling through his body.

Stealthily, he slipped from his post and down the stairs. He slipped into the kitchen and quietly out the back door. He didn't want to wake the other and answer their questions about why he was wandering around so late at night. He had just wanted to see Heero one last time.

Gliding through the darkness, his black clothing blending in with his surroundings, he opened the hidden door to the underground hanger where their gundams were stored. Approaching Deathsycthe, he activated the lift cable and watched it lower from the cockpit. Jumping on, he hoisted himself up and inside the hatch, closing it behind him.

He sat silently for a moment in the darkness of Deathsycthe thinking. He had received a mission earlier that evening, but hadn't told anyone about it. It clearly was a mission that he might very well not come back from and he had wanted his last hours with his friends to be good ones. Reaching forward he activated Deathsycthe's controls and punched in the code to open the hanger. As he took off, he looked one last time at the held his friends and his love.

"Goodbye Heero, I wish I could have told you that I love you." he whispered as he shot off into the sky.

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A/N: Oh, my aren't I the Master of Cliffhangers. . .What's Heero going to do when he finds out Duo has taken off? Only I know and you to make suggestions to. . .Let me know what you think should happen.

Thanks for reading.

~DBZ Vegeta