Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Beautiful Life ❯ Chapter 9 ( Chapter 10 )

Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing/AC, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Author's Note: Beta'd by lass 48 (^_^) Sorry for the long wait. My muse has finally decided to come back to me.

 

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Beautiful Life

Chapter 9

 

 

Trowa and Quatre, after having breakfast, went for a stroll on the beach and to get some fresh air leaving Heero behind to tend the doctor by himself. Heero was currently sitting on a couch and flipping through some magazines and once in a while he would glance at the man lying on the long couch. He didn't bother to get an ice pack to put on the bump on the man's head nor the blackened eye. After some silent observation, he decided that the doctor did have a nice athletic build. He wondered if the man could throw a punch. He would love to have a change in his sparring partners as he had become used to Trowa and Duo's skills and over the last few months, he had felt like as if he was playing in a sandbox. Before them he used to spar with the mighty Chang Wufei. He reminisced about the good old days and let out a long sigh. Wufei then was the only person he felt was worthy enough to be his sparring partner. Every time they sparred, Wufei would always come out with some sort of new techniques to try to overthrow him and he would have to think of a way to counter-attack him. By the end of the match both of them would be barely able to stand on their own feet. Their bodies would be covered in bumps and bruises and the next few days would be hell as they would move around gingerly and walked like old men. Duo would take the advantage of their condition by accidentally smacking too hard or gripping too tight or poking too hard at their battered bodies. He teased that even a 90 year old man could walk faster than either of them, much to their chagrin.

 

"...no..." A low moan interrupted Heero's reminiscence. "...no... please..."

 

Heero put aside the magazine he was holding and stood up. With a few strides he knelt to hover beside Gary. He could see the man's breathing was irregular as he tossed his head slightly, face all scrunched up with fear.

 

"...Carl..." Gary whimpered. His hands hovered in the air as if trying to reach out to something.

 

Heero frowned as he heard the name came out from his mouth. He filed it inside his mind for later investigation. "Wake up." He smacked lightly on Gary's face trying to bring him back to the consciousness. "Wake. Up."

 

"...no..." The slumbering man gasped, still caught in his nightmare.

 

Getting annoyed, Heero brought his face closer to Gary's and shouted, "Wake up!"

 

"NO!" Gary jumped and...

 

*SMACK*

 

"...owowowowow..." Gary whimpered as he fell back on the couch into a fetal position.

 

Heero dropped to his butt heavily. His eyes clenched shut and glistening with tears of pain. His hands gently touched his abused chin. He tried to fight back a whimper that threatened to come out of his mouth. After a short pause, he blinked his watery eyes open and tried to glare at Gary who had uncurled himself and rose into a sitting position staring blankly at Heero. Heero tentatively moved his jaw and checked his tongue. Intact.

 

"Omae o korosu..." Heero hissed venomously.

 

10 minutes later...

 

Trowa and Quatre walked into the chalet after their much needed stroll and saw the two of men sitting on separate couches facing each other having a staring match. Well, in Heero's case, it was more like glaring. They could feel the aura of menace surrounding Heero.

 

"Oh, Dr. Gary you have already woken up. How do you feel?" Quatre asked and when his eyes got a good look at Heero, he thought he felt his heart skip a beat. "Ah... w...what happened to your chin, Heero?" Quatre asked afraid to know the answer when he spotted the bruise on his chin. Whatever had happened, he was so not going to clean up after him. Pray God Heero did not kill anyone or he would hate to face a certain witch back at Preventers HQ.

 

Trowa stood beside his lover with his arms crossed and looked at Heero with interest in his eye. He was also curious as it was a very rare chance to see a bruise on Heero. Not many people could land a blow on him except for Wufei.

 

Gary turned his head to the voice behind him and... blinked.

 

Quatre gasped in shock, his eyes as wide as a saucer and his hands flew to cover his mouth. "Oh, my goodness," as he stared at a pair of blackened, like a panda's eyes.

 

Trowa did try his very best to maintain his composure. He truly did. He snorted with laughter and he quickly covered his mouth with one of his hands. His shoulders trembled with effort. Muffled snickers could be heard very clearly. Tears gathered at the corner of his eyes as his face started to turn red. He couldn't breath. He finally took his hand away from his mouth to let out a loud guffaw right then and there, his body almost bent in half. The hand which he used to cover his mouth just a moment ago was now slapping his knee and the other was across his midriff trying to soothe his aching belly.

 

Heero gave his murderous glare to Trowa. "What's so funny?" Heero growled.

 

Trowa tried to form some kind of word for a reply but when he took a look at Gary's face blinking his panda eyes curiously at him and then Heero's glaring face with a bruised chin he burst out with another bout of laughter. Trowa fell on his side on the floor near the back of the couch Gary currently occupied and out of Heero's sight as his legs couldn't support him any longer. Now, he was thumping the floor with his hand.

 

"W...what happened?" Quatre stuttered when he managed to get back his voice, oblivious to his writhing mate lying on the floor next to him.

 

"He had a nightmare and I woke him up." Heero said brusquely.

 

"Oh..." was the only reply Quatre could come out with.

 

Trowa had stopped thumping as his hand had started to hurt. Even his belly and cheeks hurt so much he thought he wanted to die right then and there just to get some relief. Concentrating on his pains, he tried to compose himself as he gasped for breath. He could hear his blood pounding in his ears as his heart worked overtime trying to supply oxygen to his brain. He was flushed all over and perspiring. In the back of his mind, he swore that he would never laugh again in the future. He would rather face a hundred Ozzies than to be subjected to a laughing torture session.

 

Gary turned his head back and stared blankly at Heero's face as a person's neck can only maintain an awkward position for so long and grunted, "Caffeine." He stood up and made his way to the kitchen, walking like a zombie. Morning person, he was not.

 

Heero's glare-of-death, laser eyes followed the retreating figure hoping to burn a hole in him but he was distracted when he heard a soft thumping noise. There was a hand planted on top of the couch and then another hand appeared and planted itself noisily on it near the first hand. There was a grunt and then a head slowly appeared from behind. The hands moved and then arms slung over the couch with its owner's chin resting on top of the couch taking some deep breaths. Heero turned up a notch higher his glare-of-death, laser eyes at the flushed face uni-banged man.

 

"Nice color." Trowa snickered and hauled himself up.

 

*Growl....*

 

The growling voice brought Quatre back from his stupor. Quatre frowned and turned to his lover and blinked. "Why are you looking flushed?"

 

"Nothing. Just feeling a little bit hot here." Trowa replied with an innocent smile and used one of his hands to fan his face.

 

"Where is Doctor Gary?" Quatre asked when he could not see him anywhere.

 

"In the kitchen." Trowa supplied.

 

"Oh." There was a pregnant silence and then, "Did you know there is a dog in here?"

 

"No." Trowa looked confused at what Quatre was trying to imply. Trowa turned to Heero and asked, "Did you?"

 

"No." Heero shook his head also seemingly confused at his Arabian friend.

 

Quatre tapped his chin with his index finger in a thoughtful manner and said, "That's weird. I thought I heard the sound of a dog growling just now. Hm..."

 

More sound of choking laugh and growling filled the air.

 

 

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// Clouds hanging from the sky and itwas just amatter of time before it started to rain. He was puffing and running as fast as he could with his sprained ankle. The soundsof waveshitting the rocks and cliff were getting louder with each stephe took. His body trembled from the strong cold wind and he couldbarely feel his fingers and legs. He reached and stopped at the edge of the cliff. He could see the strong waves hitting the big rock and cliff without mercy.

 

"Where do you think you are going?" A sneering voice spoke from his back.

 

He turned around. A man stood just a few feet away from him.

 

"Think you can run away from me, pretty boy?"

 

"Or I can die trying." His voice wavered a bit both from cold and fear. Hisloosehairwas flying everywhere.

 

"Oh, so you sayyou don't fear death, do you?" The man took a step closer.

 

He took a step back. Some small rocks dropped off from the edge of the cliff and vanished in the angry waves.

 

"You know what? If you are dead I might as well wax your body so that everyday I can look at your pretty face. You will be partof my exotic collection." Hechuckledandstepped closer.

 

"You're a nut case!" He shouted and stepped back some more. He felt the soil beneath his footing get loose and the next thing he knew, he felt like he was floating in the air before something hardand coldhit him. His lungschoking for air ashis vision dimmed and blackness claimed him. //

 

Fei was suddenly jolted awake, eyes wide with fear. He was wheezing as if he couldn't get enough air through his lungs. His mind was not yet fully detached from his dream, so he did not feel a pair of hands restraining his flailing hands and a concerned voice calling for him.

 

“Fei, please wake up. It's just a nightmare.” Duo cried out to him. “Nothing is going to happen. Please… wake up.” Duo choked on his last two words. He had woken up from his dozing when he felt Wufei body tense up in his arms and heard him mumbling incoherently in his sleep. He gently rubbed Wufei's back and tucked his head under his chin as he spoke soothingly into his ear, willing whatever the nightmare from haunting his much needed rest but then, he started to fight in his sleep. Hands flailed as if trying to fend off something. Breath started getting irregular. Duo had no choice but to roll on top of him and restrain his flailing hands at the sides of his head on the bed, trying to wake him up. He was just a few seconds away from panic when finally he watched a pair of ebony eyes slide open looking wild and confused. The struggle had ceased and Duo sighed with relief. He had never felt so afraid before in his life.

 

When Fei finally settled his eyes on the person on top of him, he saw the man's face from his dream and he screamed at the top of his lungs.

 

Duo jumped when Wufei screamed and a new bout of struggling started.

 

"Wufei, it's me, Duo!" Duo was having a hard time trying to restrain him. "C'mon, snap out of it!"

 

Fei continued to scream incoherently and struggled harder to push away the man from his nightmare who straddled him. Tears leaked from the corners of his eyes, trailing down to his ears and disappeared into his hair.

 

Duo suddenly felt himself being shoved hard and the next thing he knew, he was sprawled on the floor staring at the ceiling. Black spots danced before his eyes.

 

When Gary heard Fei's scream, he instantly ran to the room, shoved away whoever was on top of Fei and quickly scooped him up right into his arms. He took a seat on the bed before he sat Fei on his lap and tucked his head between his neck and shoulder and started murmuring in his tiny shell-like ear to try to calm him. He rubbed Fei's back gently as he rocked slowly back and forth.

 

Heero, Trowa and Quatre just stood like rocks, looking shocked and speechless. They could only watch the heart wrenching scene before them. They had followed Gary, who practically ran like hell into the bedroom when the scream was heard and before they had barely lifted themselves from the couch. Duo managed to push himself up to sit and just stare sadly at the couple on the bed. He felt like his heart was being sliced open, letting it bleed painfully, eyes looking glassy.

 

Fei ceased his struggle when he smelled a familiar scent and warmth wrapped around him. A soothing familiar voice filled his mind which he recognized as belonging to Gary.

 

"G...Gary?" Fei hiccupped and sniffled all the while as his crying slowed down.

 

"Yes, it's me." Gary murmured softly as he continued to rock gently and rubbed his back. "It's just a nightmare. Nothing is going to hurt you. You are safe now."

 

"T...that man. That... m...man tried to... kill me." Fei gripped Gary's pajamas tightly until his knuckles turned white and buried his face deeply in his neck, oblivious to the other's presence.

 

Gary stopped his rocking and rubbing. "Who?" He asked softly and calmly though his facial expressions betrayed him. He looked at the other four in the room.

 

The four men became still and were shocked to say the least. Trowa brought his index finger across his mouth and motioned Gary to continue. They wanted to know and hear more.

 

"Who, Fei? Please tell me won't you?" Gary resumed his rubbing on Fei's back, silently giving him courage.

 

Fei shook his head. "I d...don't know. I... I just only k...know he's a m...man." He choked and hiccupped. "I was running... to the c...cliff. And then I... f...fell off. It's cold... I can't breath." He shivered.

 

Gary's hand stopped rubbing and he pulled a blanket to wrap around Fei's body snugly. "There, all toasty now. You are safe and at home. No one is chasing you. If there is, I will use my scalpel to fight him."

 

A vision of Gary wearing his white trench coat with a stethoscope around his neck brandishing his little scalpel at some villain made Fei chuckle heartily and in the process banished his moment of melancholy as he used Gary's pajamas to wipe off his remaining tears and snot. "Isn't it a bit too small as a weapon?" He detached himself from Gary to look at his handiwork before he tilted his head to look innocently at Gary's face and then gasped in shock.

 

"Ew, that is my new pajamas thank you very much.” Gary made a face.

 

“What happened to your eyes?!” Only then did Fei realize there is somebody else in the room besides the two of them. He turned his head and the first person he spotted was Duo.

 

“Maxwell, what are you doing on the floor?” Fei heard somebody gasp out loud and he turned to the sound only to see three more persons standing near the door. He frowned and asked, “What are you three doing in my room?”

 

 

 

 

 

TBC…