Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Blood Bonds ❯ EAT YOUR SPINACH!! ( Chapter 16 )

Blood Bonds

By Tygerlilee

Chapter Sixteen

EAT YOUR SPINACH!!

Disclaimer: Heero ain't mine, but I do have some plastic DBZ people like Gohan, Goku, Vegita, Piccolo, the Great Sayinman, Goten...

**Sorry about the format!! My computer gets screwy sometimes.

Huy climbed into the passenger seat of a light blue car with a very geometric frame next to the cranky and motherly school nurse.

"Buckle your seatbelt," she instructed.

"I DID," Huy muttered.

"And don't fiddle with the window."

"I'm NOT," he gritted through his teeth.

Huy tried to relax during the ten minute drive, but Ms. Prendergast kept nagging him about how 'kids need to do their homework more' and that 'he should have reported that his roommate wasn't in by curfew'. He nearly bit off his tongue to keep form yelling.

He breathed a huge sigh of relief when they finally arrived at the tall, white building and walked up to the information desk. "He's on floor number five, room number D-36," a young nurse read off the computer.

"They haven't discharged him yet?" Ms. Prendergast asked.

"No, they wanted to have a word with you first. I'm to alert the doctor of your arrival-he'll meet you at the patients room," she instructed.

Ms. Prendergast nodded sharply and yanked Huy by the arm, striding over to the elevators.

The elevator took them and a tall blond man with a long scar over his left eye wearing a white lab coat up to the fifth floor. All three people got off and strode down the hall in the same direction. As they continued down the hall, Huy noticed the man kept giving him sideways glances, but as a they arrived at Heero's door, he disappeared.

That was weird, Huy thought, looking over his shoulder, trying to shake it off.

"I assume that you are Ms. Prendergast." The sharp female voice sounded in front Huy, making him jump about five feet in the air. "I am Doctor Reese. Might I ask who this is?" she asked, pointing to Huy.

"Huy Iwasee, your patient's roommate."

"That's IwasATO," Huy gritted through his teeth.

The Doctor forced herself to smile at Huy, as if she hadn't done it in a VERY long while. "I would have guessed twins, myself..."

"Well, I thought he WAS Heero. But to the point, what is Heero's condition? Do you know what happened? Is it serious?" Ms. Prendergast inquired.

"Well, Heero was, er, *fairly* cooperative in answering our questions, and after the blood tests, I think we've got it." She paused to look down at one of the charts in her hand. "I think it would be best, Mr. IwasATO, if you heard this as well, then maybe you can help see that he, ah, eats his spinach..."

Huy and Ms. Predergast exchanged perplexed expressions.

"I'll get to the point. Heero, it seems, is extremely anemic. One major symptom of this is fainting. That was why he collapsed yesterday. Unfortunately, it was in a deserted place on a late November night and as the weather controls insist that we simulate earth, it was rather chilly last night. Mr. Yuy was lucky that he was wearing a coat and didn't get hypothermia.

"He should be alright for the moment. We have him on an IV. You both are to see that he eats iron rich foods and I can give you the names of some iron tablets. Also, no strenuous activity and I suggest that you keep him confined to his bed for a few days. You should see an improvement in him within several weeks." She paused and gave them another fake smile, her lips rolled inward and her eyes scrunched into sarcastic half-moons. "Shall we go see him?" she suggested.

Huy's mind was reeling. Again, he had been expecting something like a high percentage of some various drug in his blood, not an iron deficiency!! What was with his stupid roommate and his odd body malfunctioning...

They opened the door to find Heero lying flat on his bed on top of the blankets, fully dressed in yesterday's clothes, staring at the ceiling.

"Mr. Yuy, your school nurse and roommate have come to take you back," the doctor called to him. Heero sat up and nodded as the doctor advanced to remove his IV. Huy noticed that his friend was pale, having almost a gray pallor.

How did you get anemic, Heero? Is it left over from not eating? Huy wondered.

Heero stood up and walked over to the corner of the room where his coat and backpack had been placed. That's when Huy noticed how shaky Heero really was on his feet.

Huy intercepted him and grabbed the backpack. "Huy, I'm fine," Heero's voice sounded a little scratchy as he reached for his property.

"You're in the hospital, you dope! You are NOT alright. I'm carrying it. Put on your coat," Huy glared at him, determined to have his way.

Heero looked down and nodded, he didn't have the energy to fight.

Heero was taken back to school, and put on bed rest for a couple days as Dr. Reese had instructed. The other boys were all in his dorm playing cards on the floor. Well, all except Huy. He had disappeared in a huff a little while ago, but everyone just shrugged and kept playing.

"Knock, knock!" a girls voice called from the open door. Etrea stuck her head in. "I heard you were sick Heero. You feeling any better?" she asked, skipping over to his bed.

"Hey, how'd you get in here? This is the boys' dorm and the sex police would have caught you!!" Neas yelled at her.

Etrea stuck her tongue out. "I told them that I came to see Heero. It seems like all the teachers know about him being sick. But what happened to get everyone's attention anyway?"

"He collapsed on the back stairs at school and lied out there all night till a janitor found him and called an ambulance!" Huy boomed as he strode into the room bearing a large tupperware bread bowl, piled with something leafy and green.

"Uh, Huy...what is..." Kuman started.

"It's Heero's medicine!!" Huy exclaimed triumphantly as he dropped the bowl on Heero's lap. "EAT!!" he instructed.

"Huy, *what* are you doing?" Heero asked.

"I told you, giving you your medicine. That stuff is iron rich!!" Huy beamed down at his 'patient.'

"Huy, I can take care of myself," Heero began, starting to climb out of bed.

"Oh no you don't! They said that you need to stay in bed for a couple days and I'm here to make sure you do!! Now eat your spinach!!"

"Oh great, nurse Huy to the rescue," Neas muttered.

"I HEARD THAT!" Huy yelled, not turning his back to Heero.

"Huy, really I'm fine and I don't see why you have to..."

"Nope, I don't want to hear it! Eat your greens and maybe I'll get you a treat."

Apparently Jimbo had had all he could take because he burst out laughing and started rolling on what little floor space there was.

"Huy, you are something else," Etrea observed, shaking her head. "I *guess* you're in good hands, so I'll catch you later Heero. Huy, don't kill him," she pleaded.

Huy just "hmphed" and plopped down on the edge of Heero's bed--on top of Heero's feet so that he couldn't get up--and glared down at him.

"What?" Heero asked.

"EAT!! I need you better if you're gonna help me pass all those exams!!" Huy yelled. This time it was Culver who burst out laughing.

"It's gonna take a lot more than that, Huy, to get you to pass them!" he sniggered.

To everyone's surprise, it was Heero that chucked the pillow at Culver's head, not Huy.

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"What are coterminal angles?" Heero asked.

"Umm...I dun' know. Angles dat like du go do a shuddle port fer fun," Huy slurred out. It is rather difficult to talk when one is chewing on a pen. "We di'n't cover that," he tried to excuse himself.

"Yes you did. It's right here in your own handwriting. Now THINK. Maybe it'll come to you." Heero was starting to get a little annoyed. Huy had wanted his help studying, yet he continued to let his mind drift and chew through writing utensils.

"I'm just no good at math!! Can't we go to the Lit. I'm actually okay in that!" Huy pleaded, slamming the pen down on the table.

Heero sighed. "You'll never be any good at something if you keep saying that... Fine, why did Mary Shelley write Frankenstein?"

"Ummm, give me a second, I know this!" Huy said hurriedly when he saw Heero's expression. "Oh!! She was at that guy's house with her hubby and his friends and they got bored so they had a contest to see who could write the best ghost story, but she was the only on that actually did it!"

"And who it 'that guy'?"

"Um...Keats?"

"Try again."

"Er..."

"Lord Byron."

"OH!! Now I remember! Of course it was Byron. How could I forget, silly me, and..."

"Huy, the subject..."

"Oh, right," Huy laughed nervously. "I'm ready for the next question.

Heero mentally shook his head in frustration. This is going to take forever, he sighed.

"Oh, look at that! This is SWEET!"

"Yah, yah-so what?"

"So what? I *beat* the *unbeatable* Culver McNeal at chess!! Ye-ha!!" Neas yelled.

Culver grumbled softly.

"Can't you keep it down! Some people are trying to study!!" Huy called form the floor where he was sprawled out with Jimbo, Heero, and Kumen. They were all settled down with notes and school books, studying for exams. "And today on the summit..." the radio was rattling softly in the background.

"Then go to your own dorm!" Neas yelled back. "Hehe, pay up Culv."

"Pay what?"

"We put a bet on this game. You owe me two pints of ice cream!! Dish it out, bloke!"

"Will someone change the station? They're giving the news...stupid people...almost as bad as commercials..." Culver mumbled irritably.

"Yah, I'm on it..." Jimbo grunted out, unfolding his long legs for a better reach. But as he reached over, he stopped and turned it up a little.

"Hey!! I said 'off' not 'up'!"

"No wait, they're talking about the Preventors," Jimbo explained.

"And your point is..." Culver trailed off.

"His big brother is a Preventor," Kuman told him.

"Wha'? You worried 'bout 'im?" Huy asked, chewing on a pen as usual.

"Well, last time I talked to him, he hinted that something pretty big was going on. He told me to keep an eye out for anything unusual and not to get involved in anything questionable." Jimbo shrugged, "I just wanted to hear what they had to say."

"I can't hear, is it anything important?" Neas called from across the room.

"Na, they're just do'in sum routine checks on stuff out on the ol' Lunar Base."

"So, does he like it?" Neas asked, bringing the subject back to Jimbo's brother.

"What? Being a Preventor?" Jimbo looked over at Neas to see his nod. "Well, okay I guess. He said it's kinda boring and slow in the office at times, but when he's doin' stuff, he loves it. But he met a Gundam Pilot!"

Huy snorted over in his Pre-calculus book. Heero raised an eyebrow slightly at Huy's reaction, and Culver caught the look. "Huy doesn't think that the Gundam Pilots ever existed," he clarified.

"Why not?"

Huy sighed, as if he had had this argument a million times before. "Well, for one thing we know nothing about them. They fought during the war, but we never saw their faces, and they say that their skills were inhuman. Maybe they were just mobile dolls. Also, they were so famous--crap, they ended the wars-so where are they now? Wouldn't they be some general or government honcho? Think about it!! They are famous and followed and what do they do? They didn't do anything but disappear. Things just don't add up."

"I told you, my bro' met one!" Jimbo argued.

"Okay, then what was he like? What was he doing?" Huy challenged.

"Well, he said he was a typical Chinese guy-kinda short and testy. He said he looked REALLY young, like he should still be in high school almost, but he's great at his job. Apparently his partner is this blond chick-my brother and his partner worked with them once."

Huy just hmphed and Heero suddenly had an overwhelming urge to smirk, and smirk very noticeably. However, he repressed it and turned back to his notes.

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A/N Well, how's that? Oh, for anyone who wants to know-I stumbled upon the meaning of 'Neas' last night. [Clears throat] It is a biblical plant-probably a type of grain. So, Neas is something similar to wheat, rice, or rye. Oops. I didn't mean to name him that, but oh well-at least he's not a fruit or flower! No offense to anyone, but I don't plan to put any gay relationships in this fic. I'm not anti (hey my uncle's gay!), but I don't condone it or write it.

Oh, do you guys like these longer chapters or do you want me to make them two pages again?

Toodles for now, Tygerlilee =^.^=