Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Caustic Life ❯ DeNial oF LiFe ( Chapter 5 )

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CausTic LiFe by H4t3.d3pt

 

EHHHHHYOOOO! Ahahah yeah…fuckin crazy today…well yeah this is it for a min…got some shit to take care of, but since some of ya were so mad about where I left it last time I figured this would help, and for those of you who've read my shit before you'd know I'm a liar HA! Wooohooo yeah hilarious…oh yeah and another thing if ya didn't notice…that wasn't the end of the story…that's for the slow people…don't feel bad…we all have our moments…movin on…damn I need a drink…almost Friday…bout fuckin time….focus! (that was directed at me)

 

Nita-Sama: ahahah aww you make me feel so bad that I can't help but do this for you…heh…and yeah I'm gonna try and not rock it this weekend…I don't know though…my battle wounds are getting better and alcohol and good hard industrial beats just make me wanna move….must fight it…fight the groove…NOOOOOOOO!

 

Kalico….aight what the hell does Ma Fa Tek Me mean…it'd bothering the hell out of me…mother fucker take me….i don't know that's what I got…but I think I may be wrong there…AHAHAHA…ahh well, hope yer finals went good…man fanials…been so long since I've been in school heh…glad to hear it's done for ya…and just for that I give you another chapter…

 

So I guess this would be dedicated to Nita-Sama and Kalico, who are always riding my damn ass and actually get me to get shit out…I guess they are the dept.'s supervisors…Look you guys get titles…relish the titles…ahh on with the story..enough of my rantings

 

Ch: 5 DeNial oF LiFe

My eyes snapped open with a harsh intake of breath. I was rolled to the side as I began to cough and emptied my stomach. I was placed on my back as I finished.

 

I blinked slowly half aware, my mouth slightly agape reacquainting itself with the taste of air. Everything was distorted in my vision like some blurred half-life. My ears hearing muffled sounds and low murmurs. I felt the body lay against mine and the arms squeeze my shoulder as the head burred into my neck. I felt moister there and a quivering breath.

 

“Get away from me.” I repeated it a few times. I could hear the low distorted sound. I wondered if I actually sounded like that. The other released me, as I demanded. I didn't want to be touched. I was helpless. I wanted to be left alone. I didn't like being so weak.

 

A pain in my arm. Blackness. Fuck, was I going blind again. Was it ever going to end? Damn Quatre. I thought before my mind went blank.

 

Questions. I don't know if someone asking me or if I was asking them of myself. There were so many of them repeated like some skipping record.

 

Consciousness was taking me. I didn't move, kept my breathing and other vital signs the same as they were before I was awake. I didn't know where I was and wasn't about to take any chances.

 

“It's Quatre. I know you're awake Duo. Don't move.” I could hear him so clearly. It was Quatre. I could never mistake his voice. I felt the drops enter my eyes. “Okay, open your eyes.”

 

I did as he said. I closed them quickly scrunching my face. Everything was so bright.

 

“Give it a minute Duo. It's been a week. It'll take them a minute to adjust, but keep blinking.” Quatre wouldn't steer me wrong, so I did as he said. After a few minutes colors and objects became solid.

 

I squinted and brought my hands up to my ears. It sounded like a mic getting feedback in my eardrums. I groaned for a moment until it passed.

 

“You alright?” I blinked up at Quatre.

 

“No.” My voice still sounded weak, but it was my voice and I could hear it, see my hands and Quatre standing to the side of the cot I was on.

 

“You're ears might do that a bit for the next couple of weeks. But they should heal faster than most. You're eyes will be the same. You may have some black outs now and again, see floaters, or have blurred vision, but it's better then the outcome you would have had if you hadn't got here when you did.” I was wishing I could have one of those blackouts. Quatre wasn't looking happy with me and he had a lot reasons for it I was sure.

 

“I tried to warn you, but you couldn't listen to me. Are you happy now? You died for five minutes because you're so stubborn. I tried to tell you Solo came here. I tried to tell you I gave you the antidote in the right wrist weapon. No, can't listen to Quatre. He may know what's good for you.”

 

I bowed my head taking in his words. The blur of the incidents coming clear in my mind. “I died?”

 

“Yeah. You scared the hell out of your friend and me. You were a mess when you got here. Bleeding from your eyes, ears and mouth. I'm glad you had enough sense to keep that rod in your gut otherwise you wouldn't be alive right now. I was lucky enough to bring you back. So did you find God? Was it a life changing experience? Did you learn anything?”

 

“I'm going to kill that son of a bitch.” I growled staring at the white brick wall in front of me. I gritted my teeth in frustration thinking of how he fucked with me. What was his plan? Was he going to watch me die in his car, or did he have an antidote to. I'm sure he did and he was just going to watch me suffer until I caved to him. I was going to enjoy killing him and I would make him suffer for months.

 

My cheek burned from the hard slap. I rocked my jaw side-to-side making sure it was still in place as I turned to Quatre.

 

“You are so ignorant!” Tears filled his eyes. “You almost die and that's all you can think about. What about the people who were worried about you? Do you realize you've been in that bed for a week? People have been taking care of you not even sure if you were going to wake up.”

 

“I'm awake.” I growled as I started pulling the wires to check my vitals and giving me nutrients.

 

“Duo stop it!” Quatre yelled as the blood spurted from the veins I pulled the IV's from. I closed my eyes gritting my teeth as I reached under covers finding the tube. I knew something wasn't right downstairs and it was time to right it. I let out the deep breath and pulled the tube out. I rolled to my side going into the fetal position at he pain. I may be a hard ass, but pulling out a catheter would even make me turn into a puss for a second. I groaned as the pain became bearable.

 

I got out of the bed realizing I was naked. “I need clothes.” It didn't really bother me I was naked. It was only Quatre, ain't like he'd never seen it.

 

“You can't leave Duo. You are in no condition to face Solo! You know how much you owe…”

 

“I owe you nothing!” I snapped before Quatre could get his plea out. I wasn't in the mood for his shit. “One week. Do you know what he could do in one week? I do. Get my fucking clothes Quatre or the next breath is your last.”

 

Quatre held my eyes gauging my seriousness before he ran from the little room. I waited impatiently trying to think of where to start. I pushed over the cot giving out a yell, before I went to work on the whole room. I pulled down shelves, pushed the contents off counters, grabbed the IV stands slamming them against any hard surface I could find until everything around me was destroyed and the room was nothing more than chaos. I screamed wordlessly until there was no breath in me.

 

I was fucked. I still had nothing. I had no idea why the hell he was in town. Twice he'd gotten me. I already knew going to Zechs' would turn up shit. He'd been here for 2 weeks, or longer, before I even knew he was around and he'd been following me. It was all a fuckin set up. He knew my relationship with Zechs and would exploit me with it. He was going to twist everything he could in my mind.

 

“Duo?” I moved to the door where Quatre stood looking a little frightened around the room and grabbed the black clothes from him. It was my normal shinigami outfit. I slipped on the boots, pants and tight fitting black shirt, along with my accessories. I was going on a hunt and I'd be prepared. He handed me the black leather bike jacket.

 

“Sorry, this is the only jacket I have, but I put refill needles in the pockets.”

 

I gave him a nod. “Give me your keys.”

 

“What?”

 

“My cars still in the impound right?” Quatre nodded. “Well, I'm not gonna walk all the fuckin way back to my place am I.”

 

“Do you think going home is a good idea?”

 

“No, but I got to get some shit, so I guess good ideas are out the window. Now give me yer keys Q.”

 

“What should I tell Yuy when he comes to check on you?” Quatre asked as he handed me his keys. I grabbed them heading to the door not actually listening to Quatre.

 

“Tell him I went to work.” I sneered before I went out the door. I stopped about ten paces down the hall and went back into Quatre's lab. I watched Quatre jump and my sudden reentrance.

 

“Who the fuck did you say is comin to check on me?”

 

“He said his name was Heero. Heero Yuy. He's been here all week taking care of you.”

 

“Yuy?” I half questioned knowing Quatre wouldn't lie to me, but what the hell was that about? The guy seemed to be out to get me most the fucking time. Why the hell would he take time out of his day to help me, let alone help nurse me back to health? He seemed to be a by the book kind of guy and if that was the case he should've taken me to a hospital or some shit. I would have thought it was Solo fuckin with me, but Quatre knew what Solo looked like, there'd be no mistaking him.

 

I gave a sardonic smile and a light cackle that grew to something half crazed as I left Quatre's lab. What a fucking idiot. He was getting involved with someone that would destroy his life without remorse.

 

I hit the elevator waiting impatiently for it, but not feeling like taking the stairs. I didn't have much energy and wasn't about to waste it on something futile.

 

“Maxwell?” My eyes slowly scanned up the white and blue puma's to the lose fitting green cargos and the black sweater that gave a slight view of the lean muscle on his upper body through it's tightness. My eyes caught the quizitive cobalt blue. “You're awake.” He finished.

 

My eyes narrowed as I stepped into the elevator next to him. I glared at him as I leaned forward hitting the button for the first floor. So it was really him. For some reason it pissed me off.

 

“Where are you…”

 

“Don't ask. You're not invited.” I half smiled mostly snarled to him. I watched the suspicion cover his face as he studied me over. I was leaning on the side of the elevator. I didn't want to, but I couldn't hide the weakness of my muscles.

 

“You shouldn't be out of bed. You're bodies not ready.”

 

“You did your civic duty as an officer and a person.” The door opened at the end of my sentence. I pushed off the side and leaned close to Heero. “But if you don't stay the fuck away from me you're going to regret your actions.” I didn't have to say anymore. I let the threat take my eyes, showing him the death that filled me inside, before leaving the elevator.

 

“Duo, wait.” Heero's hand gripped my arm. Wrong move. I moved slower than I normally did, but even that pace was faster than anyone I knew, well, minus Solo. My hand gripped his wrist, the thumb crushing into the underside of it forcing Heero's hand to release mine.

 

My arm was free. I used the hand that still held his wrist to pull Heero forward as I moved behind him. I slid my foot in front of his pulling his leg from the ground and pushing it back, while I tapped my left knee into the back of his causing him to go down. I fell on top of him letting go of his arm and grabbing a hand full of hair stopping his face from meeting the floor. I pulled the safety on the right wrist weapon and pressed the thin metal barrel against his exposed neck.

 

“Duo.” Heero breathed in half confusion and desperation as if he knew his life was in my hands.

 

“You've got an idea Heero. Now keep your distance.” I pushed his head to the floor as I got up off of him. I closed my eyes covering them quickly with my hand as everything suddenly got too bright and things started to spin and blur. I squeezed and rubbed them trying to force it to pass.

 

“Why?” Heero asked in a panted breath. He knew in that moment I could've killed him if I'd wanted.

 

“Because, your not worth my time.” I blinked a few times. My eyes started to take in normal colors.

 

“Would you kill me if someone paid you to?” The view was clear in my eyes again and he was looking at me as he got to his feet. Did he think I was stupid? He was a cop first. Did he think I'd suddenly forget that cause he helped me? Hell he had to be an idiot. The hell was I thinking. I was an idiot. Of course the only reason he helped me was to figure out all he could. To find out what was going on and if he could get a bust out of it. I wasn't sure if Quatre told him anything. I was pretty sure he'd fall back on the lie that someone broke in and stole some items he was testing and as a personal favor I was trying to track them down so the company didn't get any bad press and I was obviously attacked by the thieves. It was a good lie, but I was sure Heero didn't buy it and if he had he didn't any longer. He may have the cleanest uniform of any cop I'd ever seen and some rookie traits, but when I looked into his eyes I could see he was no such thing. He'd probably been face to face with a lot of scum and shit heads, murderers and dealers. He could recognize the killer in me. Why else would he ask that question? He was becoming a liability.

 

“Why would I do that? I'm only an art dealer.” I said blandly my face remaining blank as I turned from him heading outside giving Rasid a nod before I went. It had grown colder in the week I was out. Fall was quickly becoming winter and judging by the drop in temperature for October it was going to be one fucking cold winter.

 

I pulled out Quatre's keys as I hit the lot pressing the unlock button causing his car to beep and the lights to flash directing me towards it.

 

“Oh you gotta be fuckin kidding me.” I gave a slight laugh at the full size silver Hummer that was to the right of me. The fuck was that. I should have known, it was Quatre's car and to think he'd have something reasonable was one of the stupidest mistakes I could have made. I shrugged as I got in it and headed home.

 

Quatre was right. It was probably one of the worst ideas I'd ever had in going home. I was sure Solo had the place tapped beyond belief. I went through all the things I could get done in a week when I was tracking a target and it wasn't making me feel any better because Solo could do even more. If I could figure out why he was in town it would make everything easier. I couldn't fight the thought that was spreading from the back of my mind. Maybe he was here because Zechs called him. It seemed the only valid reason for him to be around. I was one of the best at what I did. The only person I knew who might be better was Solo.

 

I shook the thoughts from my head turning off the rumbling vehicle and stood in front of my dark house. I typed in the code for the garage, nothing seemed strange yet. I checked the bikes and glanced around seeing if anything was out of place that shouldn't be. I didn't think Solo would be that stupid, but Solo might not of been the only person in my place while I was out. Yuy also knew I was incapacitated so it wouldn't shock me if he'd been snooping around. I pulled off the coat letting it hit the garage floor grabbing one of the silver rods that was strapped to my shoulder.

 

I unlocked the door stepping to the side. I heard the soft mew of Hana as she came to the open door. She stuck her head out turning it to look at my body pushed flush against the wall. Well, if anyone were in there they'd know someone was home now; sometimes she wasn't the best guard. She didn't come running out so I guess no one was in there that she knew of either.

 

“Did ya miss me Hana. I bet yer starving aren't ya?” I questioned putting the rod back in the shoulder sheath reaching down and picking her up. She purred in my arms as I rubbed my cheek against her shutting the door with my foot.

 

I dropped her as we went into the kitchen making sure to feed and water her before I thought of my own needs. By the way she was eating it didn't seem as anyone feed her. Well fuck the jerks then. I knew that at least one of the two had to have come in my house without a doubt. The least he bastards could of done was feed my fuckin cat. I grumbled about it as I went to the metal fridge. I pulled it open not surprised there was almost nothing inside. A slight ringing had started in my ears, but I ignored it figuring it'd go away in a minute. I stared into the fridge hoping maybe if I looked long enough something would show up. I was right, though not exactly.

 

I was pushed against the freezer side of the unit as the fridge door was pushed shut by the hand that covered mine. My ears rang fiercely as my head smacked against the metal door. I cringed my eyes pressing together as the side of the unit dug into the leftover wound from the rod Solo stabbed me with and the ringing grew louder. I knew who it was and I could feel his breath against my neck. I was sure he was saying things I'd never be able to hear. Of all the fucking times for my ears to go out this was not the best of them.

 

I felt his leg move in-between mine forcing them apart as his hand ran down my thigh. His weight was pushed against me enough that I couldn't move.

 

“I'll fucking kill you Solo!” I didn't mean to yell it, but I was trying to yell over the ringing in my ears, which only worsened by the force I put on myself to yell. I felt his body shake. He was fucking laughing at me. His tongue lick along my ear lobe before his lips pulled the flap into his mouth where he momentarily sucked it.

 

He released my ear moving to my neck. His tongue and lips running along the back of it. He stopped keeping his lips lightly pressed there. I felt his lips move and could make out the words that they formed on my skin.

 

`You actually believe you could do that in this state. You have no chance against me at your strongest.' I struggled against him. I could feel the warmth on my stomach from the wound reopening, but the pain was lost to me, not even the high pitched keening ring in my ears bothered me as much as feeling him behind me, the line of his body pressed against mine.

 

“What do you fucking want from me?” I growled. Solo crushed me against the metal unit making me groan from the tight pressure. His hands moved along my sides down my thighs again. “Answer me! What do you want from me?” I was sick of this shit. His lips were back on my neck.

 

`To fail.' I stopped fighting against him. If I was suppose to understand what he meant by that, I was completely missing it.

 

“That better be a fucking joke.” I snapped.

 

`I want you to fail. I want you to fail at everything.'

 

I started to struggle again. Solo pulled me from the fridge and threw me to the ground. I slid across the tiled kitchen floor onto the smooth wood of the living room. I kept my eyes on Solo as I slid back. I reached both hands to my shoulders pulling off the rods and firing them. Solo pulled his two guns from his back at the same time firing them. The needles were destroyed by the bullets, which would have hit me if the needles hadn't sent them into the wall on either side of me.

 

I flipped my wrists upwards pulling the rings on the weapons firing eight more needles. Solo was able to hit them away again with his precise aim. Oh he was pissing me off. I went for the last two rods on my arms, but was stopped by the wall slamming into my back. Solo was taking aim. I didn't have time to feel. I took the forward momentum the crack to the wall gave me and rolled forward pushing hard with my hands when they met the ground, flipping myself to my feet. I landed hard on both heals clicking off the safety on each.

 

Solo fired as my feet hit the floor. I dropped to the ground getting my hands on the floor. I pushed myself up in a handstand after the bullet passed above me. Solo took another shot as I let my arms give and rolled to the side in a circular break dancing like move. He fired again. I knew he was aiming where he thought I would end up. I stopped myself putting my hand on the ground. My hand and head held me, while my other hand pulled my leg back. I was sure it would have been a pretty fuckin sweet breaking pose if I wasn't being shot at, but I was and who really gave a shit. I kicked my other leg out aiming the toe at Solo. I gave him a smile as I fired the two darts. He shot one, but had to jump to the side to miss the other. I flipped to my feet knowing he was as off guard as he'd ever be.

 

He was mine. I went for him clicking out the blade in my boot. I was almost to him when the black floaters took over my eyes and my head began to spin.

 

“Fuck!” I cried out as I stumbled into the island in the kitchen hitting it right in the wound in my gut. I went down to a knee from the dizziness and pain. I felt the barrel press against the top of my bowed head. God dammit!

 

“Just fuckin do it. Just get it over with you god damn coward!” I screamed the last looking up at his blurred form. “You got your fuckin wish I failed against you! I always will!”

 

I looked away from the blur in front of me at my blatant admission. I couldn't believe I said it, but was positive it was true. I would always fail to him. I'd never be his equal, I could never surpass him. He was too fucking good. I gave a slight chuckle at my delayed realization shaking my head at the ground.

 

“I always will.” I murmured to myself. I closed my eyes waiting for the numbness to take my head.

 

“Freeze!” My body jumped from the scream behind me. I hadn't noticed but the ringing stopped in my ears. Only cops yelled freeze. I tapped the trigger under my toe again, which pulled the knife back into my boot.

 

“I know that Duo.” Solo said in a hushed tone before the yelling from behind me sounded again.

 

“Put the fucking gun down now! Put it down!” Holy shit, I knew it was Yuy, but he actually had threat in his normally empty voice. I heard the shots fired from behind me. Damn Yuy wasn't fucking playing. Glass broke and judging from the distance it was the sliding door. Solo must've dove out of it. Heero fired more shots screaming for Solo to freeze.

 

I kept my open eyes focused on my hand that was holding me up as I knelt on the ground waiting for my vision to become clear. The hand gripped my shoulder. I didn't look up knowing it would be Yuy.

 

“You okay Duo?” I could tell he wanted to chase Solo down and was just asking out of duty. My hand latched on to his.

 

“Let him go Yuy.”

 

“Duo.” He tried to pull his hand from mine.

 

I squeezed his hand crushingly tight as he attempted to step away from me. “You really think you have a chance? Fuck!” I couldn't help but yell the last. I was pissed off. Pissed that I was still a fucking flunky to Solo.

 

Heero pulled his hand from mine in my momentary distraction by thoughts. I gripped the reopened wound as it began to ache. Even when Solo was gone he still left me with a lingering pain. The dick.

 

I squeezed my eyes closed swearing if they weren't clear by the time I opened them I was going to rip them out. I waited about a minute and a half and slowly blinked them open sitting my ass on the floor leaning against the island staring at the metal refrigerator. I heard the meow next to me and reached my hand out giving a soft smile to Hana. She rubbed her head against my hand. Guess she still loved me, even though I was a failure.

 

“What the hell's going on Duo?” Yuy growled as he knelt down next to me. I'd held him back long enough he knew he wouldn't be able to find the perp. Hana hissed before she scampered off probably to my room where she always hid when she was unhappy.

 

I glared over at Heero. “I was having a moment with my cat and you interrupted it.” I said in way of explanation. Heero wasn't amused.

 

“Who was that guy? Why did you make me let him go?”

 

“Answer one, none of your damn business and two is the same as one. Now why are you in my fuckin house? And, how the fuck did you get in?”

 

“I heard a commotion and kicked in the front door. Quatre wanted me to talk you into going back.”

 

I leaned my head back on the island closing my eyes. I was suddenly really tired.

 

“Well, that's breaking and entering.”

 

“I'm an officer of the law and there was probable cause.”

 

“Did you call for back up? Are you still on duty? Why is it that I'm thinking there are some holes in your explanation?”

 

“That guy had a gun to your head Duo. If I didn't come in when I did he would have pulled the trigger.” Heero was trying to make me understand the danger I was in before he came to my rescue, but he didn't bank on the fact I didn't want to be rescued.

 

“That was the point.” I gave a slight smile.

 

“You're telling me you wanted to die?” Heero gave an exasperated laugh. “I find it hard to believe you're an art dealer Mr. Maxwell.”

 

“A lot of things are true.” I gave a yawn knowing I was about done with the waking world. “A lot of things aren't true. It depends on what you want to believe. It depends on what world you want to live in.”

 

“You should go back and let Quatre look at you.”

 

I glared over to Yuy. “When the hell did you get all buddy buddy with little Winner? Fuck, you know what a psycho that kid is?”

 

“He's older than you.” Heero said deadpan. I couldn't help but laugh at his seriousness. For a minute I thought he might be human, wrong again.

 

“Yeah, whatever. I'll pass on the offer. I wouldn't get any rest there anyway.” I chuckled as I stood up. I leaned heavily on the island knowing I wouldn't be making it up to my room again. “Now officer Yuy, I think it's about time you took yer unwanted ass out of my house.”

 

“He may be back.”

 

“Not tonight he won't and anyway if he did come back, I think I could handle him better than you could.” I bit back the laugh at the subtle hint of perversion in the sentence. Yuy gave me a glare from the corner of his eyes as confirmation he caught the wayward words.

 

“You should put something over your window. Your front door won't shut any longer either.”

 

I rubbed my hand over my face. My god he was harder to get away from then Zechs. “Okay mom, I'll be sure to take care of it before bed.” Heero turned to me arms crossed over his chest, although his face was blank, I was pretty sure he was pouting. “Hey man, relax. It ain't like your going to be far. Hell I bet you'll keep your car or order someone else to stake out my house right? Ya know where I live now, not that I don't think some one told you earlier. Quatre has a hard time keeping his mouth shut.”

 

“I think I should stay.” Heero slid himself under my shoulder taking some of my weight as he began to lead me towards the stairs. I walked with him only cause I was too tired to fight back.

 

“The hell are you doing?” I questioned irate. “The fucks wrong with you?”

 

“If those are suppose to be questions you forgot the what at the beginning.”

 

“I think you forgot who you're dealing with is what's happened.”

 

“I'll let you go if you want, but I you make it the rest of the way up the stairs, in fact you're weak enough if I let you go now you'll fall down all the ones we've passed.”

 

I couldn't stop the frustration from crossing my face. He was right and damn if that didn't piss me off.

 

“Not fun being with the person who makes you mad is it?”

 

“And where the hell do ya get that I'm mad?” I turned away from Yuy's studying eyes knowing the sound and wording of the question were a dead give away. “You're a cop, you should be used to it.” I snorted.

 

“I'm not like every other cop. It takes a lot to get under my skin. I hate being toyed with. Even more so being made to look like a fool.”

 

“Know wonder yer mad all the time.” I restrained the laugh a bit, knowing Yuy wouldn't join me in it, and I was right.

 

“There are only two people I've met in my life that I can't read.” Heero sat with me on the bed. I let out a loud sigh happy to finally be off my feet. I was completely zapped. “We should wrap the wound on your stomach before you go to sleep.”

 

Before I could protest Heero was in my bathroom. I didn't like him snooping around. I used the time to pull off the two metal rods on my arms and the weapons on my wrists shoving them under my bed. Not the best hiding spot, but it made me feel better not having them on me. I pulled off the boots shoving them under the bed as well. I was thankful I didn't have my knives on me. It would have been fun trying to explain that. Yeah, it's for art deals gone bad, ya know the rich gone wild…believable…sure.

 

“Take off your shirt.” I couldn't help the way I looked at Yuy. That was my line. I shook my head rubbing my eyes. The hell was I thinking. It was Heero. I did as he commanded and tossed it to the ground. “This may sting.” Heero said as he cleaned the wound.

 

I was completely disjointed from feeling. My mind a roaming void. He said he knew I'd always fail to him, but if my eyes wouldn't have went out would I be dead or would that boot knife have went into this skull. The frown came over me. In a fair fight would I truly lose? Of course he'd beaten me every time. He always had an upper hand, but I did give him that upper hand with my lack of knowledge. I wondered if Howard knew anything. I thought of contacting him, but knew it would be a bad idea. I already gave Solo Zechs; I wasn't giving up Howard as well.

 

“I'm finished.” Heero's words brought me back to the present. I studied his face and the proximity of it. A slight lean forward is all it would take. I caught myself before I made the mistake and leaned away from him. I shook my head at myself. I needed to stop fucking around until I took care of Solo.

 

“Can you check on Zechs for me?”

 

“What?” Heero said a little distantly making me look up at him. I guess the question was not what he was expecting.

 

“Nothing. I'll take care of it. I gotta catch some z's, so if ya wouldn't mind getting the hell out of my house now, that'd be great.” I lay down on the bed putting my hands behind my head. Heero hadn't moved and I couldn't sleep with him there. I cracked an eye glaring as much as I could. He was staring down at me. “You can go now.”

 

He bowed his head to me. “I won't be far.”

 

“Yeah, I know.” I said less than happy about it. He got up from the bed and finally left. I let out a deep sigh, before I reached under the bed and grabbed both the rods. I wasn't sure if Solo wouldn't really come back or not. I rather have something than nothing.

 

I went back to my previous position placing the rods under the pillow and felt Hana lay next to me. I reached down giving her a little scratch as I fell into sleep.

 

I was having a dream about nothing and enjoying it when I was woken by a loud bang. Instinct took over and I was out of the bed crouched down in front of it holding the rod extend out in my hand dart already fired before my eyes could even focus in the bright room. Everything came together at once and I dropped the rod realizing I'd fucked up tremendously.

 

I cringed and looked away from Zechs who was standing in my doorway. Blood ran down his cheek in a line from where the dart had grazed him. He was lucky as hell he'd woken me from the healing sleep and I wasn't able to perform as well as normal. I knew what woke me was the force by which he opened the door, it lead me to believe who'd ever talked to him knew everything that happened to me and I had a really fuckin good idea who that was. I moved to the bed sitting and leaning back on my elbows meeting his glare as my mind cleared of sleep and dreams.

 

“You gotta lot of guts showing yer face round me.” I wasn't being nice, but I didn't have to be.

 

“Don't even think you can compare this to that. You…I can't believe you!” Zechs shouted. He moved stopping just in front of me. “I'm sorry Duo. Is that what you want to hear?” I could hear some honesty in his apology, though it was shrouded in anger.

 

“What I want to hear is you leaving.” I countered. It wasn't what I wanted to say, but it's all I could say.

 

“Well then, I guess you'd better get up and starting trying to force me out because that's the only way I'm leaving. When were you going to tell me what's going on? What the hell is going on? What's happened to you? Why is it that I have to hear someone broke into your house and tried to kill you from Heero? What are you hiding from me now?” I had to look away from Zechs. From the weakness in his voice and the wave of water rising in his eyes. “I never meant for things to turn out this way. I never thought…” I looked to Zechs his face turned to the ground. The tears falling from his closed eyes. “Why does it have to be you?” I could barley hear the question in his saddened voice.

 

Zechs fell to his knees in front of me, his head falling in my lap. I couldn't control my arms from wrapping around him, my body leaning forward attempt to embrace him, to protect him. I wasn't supposed to be doing this. This wouldn't help anything. What was I doing?

 

Zechs leaned away from me. Looking up at me with tear stained eyes. “I don't care if you continue in your profession as long as you stay alive.” He turned away from me. “I don't know why, but I love you Duo. And though we may fight and argue about arduous things, it is you that never leaves my mind. It is you I want to keep and never be without.”

 

He leaned into me, getting his torso between my legs to burry his head into my chest. It was an automatic reaction to lay my head against his. To breath in the herbal scents of his hair and place my lips gently atop his head. It was the first time Zechs told me he loved me. I didn't know what to say back so I said nothing and held him tightly.

 

Time passed. Zechs finally pulled away from me and I released him. He wouldn't look at me. I figured he was embarrassed by his actions and what he had admitted. I grabbed his face turning it to me seeing the slight red on his cheeks and around his eyes from where his emotions spilled out. I wondered how that felt. To be able to feel something that could overrun you in a moment. Zechs pulled his face from my grip turning away from my questioning expression. He stood up collecting himself.

 

“Forgive my weakness.” He glanced at me. I stood up peering into his face.

 

“Never.” I whispered against his lips pushing mine to his. This wasn't what I should be doing. I should let him leave. I should stop this before it goes any farther.

 

I listened to none of the sense that was going through my head. Instead I turned Zechs towards the bed pushing him down on it and climbing on top of him, slipping between his legs.

 

“Duo you're hurt.” Zechs groaned.

 

“I'm always hurt.” I said with disregard to his worry. I was too far into the moment to be talked out of it.

 

“Is it safe in here. What if,” Zechs was having problems talking as my hands moved along his body. Sneaking between fabrics to find the warm skin hidden beneath the layers. Toying with sensitive areas. Ghosting across taut muscles. Freeing the skin from its covers. My tongue making a moist path across his torso. “What if he returns?” The last was barley audible from the breathless groan it was meshed in.

 

I gave a slight laugh. “He's already back. He's standing at the end of the bed watching us.” I said before I placed my lips against Zechs', moving to the side of him to get his pants undone. He half fought me. Trying to push me back enough to see if I was telling the truth or fucking with him. I leaned back from him as I freed the restraints of the pants grabbing the sides and yanking them down as I laughed at the shocked look on Zechs' face.

 

I gave him a smirk as I pulled his leg up taking the shoes and pants off and moving to do the same to the other. I stared down at his naked body. A body I knew better than my own. I knew how to make any sound I wanted come from the quivering red lips. Just looking down at his body made me insanely hard.

 

“Duo.” Zechs said a little breathlessly. He wasn't looking at me. He was looking behind me. That motherfucker. I knew he was there. I could feel his eyes on my back. I announced his position figuring he'd move. He did well to hide his face from Yuy's view with his hair and fast movement, but the lights were on and Zechs would recognize him unless.

 

I slowly looked over my shoulder feeling my rage on the verge of peeking. My teeth ground together as I caught site of the black ski mask. I was sure the rest of him was in black and he'd have the stupid leather gloves he always wore on.

 

I glanced back to Zechs, which brought my cock right back go hardness. My tongue peeked out to lick along my lips, as I started moving back to Zechs vulnerable body. The look of fear in his eyes making me want him even more.

 

“Duo what are you doing?” Zechs exclaimed. I ignored the shadow at the end of the bed laying across Zechs naked body reaching into my top drawer.

 

“Getting ready to fuck you, what else.” I husked in Zechs' ear. I could feel the slight shake of his body under mine. I needed to be in him as soon as possible. I pulled to lube from the drawer.

 

“This is not the time.” Zechs whispered fearfully into my ear. I moved back to my knees grabbing both his ankles leaning back glaring into the deep green emeralds that smirked down at me as I rotated Zechs' legs causing him to have to flip to his stomach. I was back on Zechs before he could move from the position I placed him.

 

“It's the perfect time. He's gone. It's just me and you Zechs.” I sighed reassuringly into his ear as I licked there and my hands moved along his sides and thighs.

 

“Get off of me Duo.” I could hear some of the fear transferring to anger.

 

“I will when I'm done. Isn't this what you love about me Zechs?” My words were cruel. It would be better if he hated me. If he wished me dead. Zechs stopped moving under me.

 

“Duo, stop this. This isn't you.” Zechs murmured against the pillow.

 

I grabbed a hand full of his hair yanking his head back seeing the crystalline blue of his eyes looking to me from the corner with such fear and uncertainty. “And what makes you think you know me. You know what I show you. Nothing more.” I sneered shoving his head in to the pillow. I rolled off the bed grabbing his stuff.

 

“Get the fuck out. I'm bored of you.” I said throwing his clothes on his unmoving form. I glared to Solo. I could almost see his smile below the ski mask.

 

“What the fuck are you smiling at?” I was mad, uncontrollably mad. “You didn't fuckin hear me?” The adrenaline spilled into my veins spreading into my muscles. “What the fuck are you smiling at!” I screamed as I went at Solo's still form. He put his arms up to block me as I turned my shoulder in, coming at him like a line backer. He spun out of the way. It was too late to stop, I turned intimate for my back to take the blow against the wall knocking the wind out of me and if that didn't cause it then it was Solo's fist in my gut. The spit sprayed from my mouth as my body hunched forward.

 

My eyes were too wide and it was too hard to get in any air. Every god damn time. He got me every god damn time.

 

“Fuck.” I wheezed as I fell to my knees holding my gut. He wasn't holding back at all. I put my other hand on the ground steadying myself so I didn't end up face first on the floor. I didn't want to be that vulnerable. Not that I was doing to well at that.

 

“Duo!” My eyes darted to the sharp cry. Zechs was at the edge of the bed looking down at me. His eyes turned to Solo. Shit. I mentally cursed as I forced my body into motion. I saw the flash of silver. It wasn't what I expected, but it was too late.

 

My face remained blank as my hand gripped the blade of the knife Solo had pulled to use on Zechs. Solo's eyes turned to me. Victory resided in them. I did exactly as he suspected. I could feel the blood running down my arm from the tightness I gripped the sharp blade. My eye twitched at the sensation of the silver grinding against the bone in my hand.

 

“Get the fuck out of here Zechs or I'm going to kill you before he does.” I said evenly keeping eye contact with Solo. Zechs did nothing momentarily, but took the promise to heart and scattered from the room.

 

“You could have pulled my mask off at anytime and blown my cover. You're making this to easy for me Duo.” My eyes squinted slightly as he yanked the knife from my grip cutting deeper into it. I dropped the hand to my side keeping it in a loose fist to keep it from bleeding too heavily.

 

“You've gotten what you've wanted from me. I think it's time you leave.”

 

“What makes you think that?” He asked evenly. He was fucking toying with me again.

 

“I failed. I even admitted it. What more is there?”

 

“That depends on how much more you can give me.” Solo pulled off the masked showing his egotistical grin. I was getting tired of his perfect face always smiling down on me.

 

He was baiting me, but I had to know what he meant. I had to know what he'd done. “What do you mean by that?”

 

“Zechs does have quite a nice body. I missed Quatre as well. Trowa was a fun little surprise I must say. I just wonder if I do them better than you as I do everything else.”

 

Pure rage filled me. I could barely breathe over it. The shock held me still. I knew Solo wasn't lying. He had no reason to. If you were going to use something against someone it was always better if you'd really done it. I opened my mouth to say something, anything, but he spoke before I could find a word.

 

“Oh, and I wouldn't suggest looking for your contact. What was that degenerates name. Ah yes, Howard I think.” Solo's hand grabbed the wrist of my wounded hand pulling it out turning the palm upward. He pushed the hand open putting his closed fist into it. I looked from his gleeful smile down to my hand. He opened his and I watched the white molars and tips of fingers fall into my blood filled hand, spilling over the sides as it overflowed.

 

Solo leaned to my ear. “It's much more enjoyable when there's no way to identify them. Let's call him John Doe from now on.”

 

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See look at that can't say I never gave ya nothing…HAHAhA yeah but this is it for minute…I got more done, but gotta revamp a big as portion and need to figure where the hell it's going…yeah not even I know…which is great when you're the author…ahahaha yeah hence why I'm a fuckin hack…woot…thanks for readin…