Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ crazy beautiful ❯ act of kindess ( Chapter 3 )

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Duo dragged his body up the stairs towards his room, too tired to even think of the many ways he was going to hurt the perfect soldier for what he had done to him. He felt the effects of the alcohol taking affect and unfortunately, his buzz disappeared after riding on a bike with Quatre.

 

Opening the door he noticed that the light was out and Heero was miraculously not on the laptop. Finding it odd he teetered his way towards him and noticed he was out cold. He made his way back towards his laptop and hid it underneath the dirty laundry and couldn't help the laugh as he dropped himself on the bed and into sleep.

 

Waking up and not being able to breathe isn't exactly the best feeling in the world. Especially when it's your very psychotic roommate that's choking you with a look of murder in his eyes…. This was the predicament that Duo found himself in early, too early, the next morning.

 

“Where is it Duo?” The monotone voice came out demanding immediate fear.

 

Of course not really being able to breathe and feeling himself a bit lightheaded, he only managed to look towards the closet in hopes that this would pacify the deadly assassin.

 

It did, and Duo was instantly breathing in deep gulps of air into his lungs. “Geez Heero can't take a joke? I mean after all what you did to me wasn't exactly a picnic.”

 

“Hmp.”

 

Was all he got from the soldier, and he watched as he threw the laundry in every direction in order to retrieve his precious laptop.

 

“Anyway, there's another rave tonight, you interested?”

 

Heero continued to roam around the room ignoring the question. “I hear that a punk band from Tokyo University will be there.”

 

Again no response.

 

“Well if you change your mind I'll be heading out around 7 because it's on the other side of the port.”

 

He almost fell of the bed when he saw a nod but he figured he just wanted to get out and drink, after all Heero Yuy was not a partier.

 

7 rolled around quicker than he expected, but he quickly donned on black jeans and a black wife beater shirt. This easily revealed his many tattoos, a barbed wire on one arm, with a dragon on the other, and the word ZERO tattooed on the back of his lower neck. Thinking against showing his markings, he threw on a black leather jacket just to be safe and his earings.

 

Getting to the rave was not as easy as Duo had made it seem. It didn't help that they had ended up racing the whole way there and ended up passing the alley in which they had to turn. Arriving two whole hours later, they were surprised to find that this newer warehouse was already packed with motorcycles, and black vehicles of all kinds.

 

Once inside Duo instantly found the drinks and handed one off to his buddy before heading off to the dance floor.

 

Heero saw this as a relief and quickly surveyed the room for a good “observation” spot. Seeing a ladder, he quickly began climbing up to an old fire escape and took notice of the rave.

 

His hopes seemed to of dropped when he didn't spot his old friend. Of course he would never actually admit that that had been the reason for his coming in the first place. Deciding that leaving to soon would draw attention from Duo, he made himself comfortable and began watching the mindless crowd bouncing and moshing in the dark room.

 

It hadn't been but an hour later when he finally spotted her. Her hair was now black with blue stripes in it and appeared that she had just gotten out of bed. The black shadow on her eyes gave her a darker look on the black lipstick only seemed to make her look gothic. He couldn't help but feel happy that she was actually wearing more clothes this time. She had on large black baggy pants that rode very low on her hips exposing a belly ring that he could only guess was a skull. Her large combat boots didn't seem to fit the petite girl he once knew and she had on a string tank top with the words `fuck you' written on them. The top unfortunately, once she began dancing, continued to rise higher and did nothing to hide the cleavage she now had. Her many necklaces seemed to only draw attention there anyway and the guys around her didn't mind giving it.

 

It didn't take long for her to find a drink or find dancing partners. In fact neither of them seemed to stop coming. He noticed that she was never very physical with the guys, but she did nothing when their hands started wandering. He could have watched her for hours, there just seemed to be something about her that was so different. He was about to head out when he noticed the green haired punk she had been dancing with slip something in her drink. Whether she knew it or not she drank it and continued to dance. It wasn't too long before she started to dance less feverously. By this time, the guy had managed to take her further into a corner. When he pushed her closer against him, he noticed her hands go up to push him away but had no strength in them. This had been the last straw.

 

Heero instantly jumped from the escape which had to of been 3 floors up high, falling like a dark angel towards his prey. He did catch a few peoples attention but he was quickly making his way towards the asshole who drugged his old friend. When he finally reached them, he was carrying her towards the door with a smile on his face. Heero instantly punched him pulling Relena away from him. He turned around to make sure he was unconscious and smirked a little when he saw a lot of blood and no movement.

 

He quickly scanned the area and found Dorothy, and 50 bucks later he had an address and a key. Driving on a motorcycle had never been so difficult, but somehow he managed to drive with the unconscious girl and not get pulled over by officials.

 

Pulling up to the apartment he quickly climbed the stairs anxious to get out of sight. Balancing the girl he managed to open the door and quickly turned around and locked it.

 

Surprise wasn't the word for it…he was completely shocked. The barely lit apartment covered mostly in posters and empty pizza boxes was not what he expected. He proceeded to find her bedroom and knew it was hers when he saw the same `fuck you' written on the door. Opening the door he was met with another surprise, this time a pleasant one. Although the majority of the things in the room were black, this time things were more organized and sophisticated. The black sheets were made and the only mess was a few shirts sticking out of her walk in closet. He gently laid her on the bed and checked her vitals for signs of overdose. Thankfully, he wasn't going to have to go and kill the bastard that had drugged her, she would pull out of it by morning.

 

He removed her boots and began searching for sleeping attire. Finally after feeling very weird searching through her under garments he decided to just look for a large shirt in the closet. Finding a large black one in the back he pulled it off the hanger and was about to close the door when he noticed something familiar towards the front of her closet… It was his leather jacket he had given her the last time they had been together.

 

Taking a closer look, he noticed that the jacket had definitely been worn a whole lot more since he had given it to her. Turning his attention back on her, he easily removed her pants and tried to not have impure thoughts of the girl in black underwear. Her shirt was more of a hassle considering it was skin tight. He quickly pulled the larger shirt over her head and completely avoided looking at her almost naked form. He pulled off the earrings and necklaces and tucked her in. When pulling the sheets up he felt a bundle under her pillow. Curiosity got the best of him and he pulled on the furry thing. He pulled out an old worn teddy bear that had apparently had one eye stitched back on.

 

This did bring a smirk to his face. This had been the teddy bear he had given her on her 16th birthday. He had teased her for not embracing her more feminine side and she claimed it had been her upraising, so he decided to give her something she had never received, a teddy bear. She had been unsure on how to react to the brown bear with a red bow on it, but she quickly decided it had been a good thing and embraced him.

 

He tucked the bear into her arms and watched her for a few moments before deciding that it was time to go before Dorothy decided to drop in.

 

Making his way towards the door he turned around to look at the girl he once knew and couldn't help but wonder what had happened to make her different.

 

Opening the door he almost missed the small word that left her lips and brought a small smile to his.

 

“Heero.”