Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Friends or More ❯ Chapter 2: Painful Truths ( Chapter 2 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

Hey minna, Yume here, coming to update my fanfic. I am enjoying writing about angst so there will probably be a
lot more of that in here before the end of this story.

Warnings: Do I really need to write it again???? 2+1.
ANGST, and SHOUNEN AI *yeah*

Also, there will be evidence pointing to cutting, so this chapter might be a bit angsty. So, If you don't like reading
about this stuff then I don't recommend reading this chapter. Although, if yous like a chapter with Heero angst I
recommend reading this.

Disclaimer: I've got...........$90 aussie. Is that enough to buy Gundam Wing???? If not, well then, I don't think I
could afford to own either the characters or the show.

"......" - Spoken words
'....' - Thoughts

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Chapter 2
Painful Truths
Duo's POV

It didn't take long for Heero to fall into a deep and restful sleep, so, after my observations, I placed him carefully on
the bed, covered him with a comforter and left the room; quietly closing the door behind me. I rushed over to my
computer and quickly set to work writing to the school to explain my absence for the next few days. Afterwards I
entered Heero's name into the school data base, since Heero was GOING to be staying with me indefinitely I
thought it beneficial to enter him in my school.

As soon as completing my self-assigned task I quickly headed back into my bedroom, so that I wasn't leaving my
injured friend alone in a foreign environment. I silently opened the door leading into my room and drew in the
sights and sounds of Heero whilst sleeping. Walking up to the beside, I gently ran my fingers over his beautiful
features and then swept his messy bangs away from his eyes. I looked around the room for something to sit on,
luckily, I found a comfortable looking chair and dragged it back to his bedside. After seating, I again reached for
Heero's face and swept his heavy bangs from his closed eyes. Only now feeling the slightly raised fever and, as
a result, the slight dampness of his bangs soaked with sweat.

Reaching a decision, I hurried into the bathroom adjoining my bedroom and grabbed a shallow bowl and a
wash cloth. I filled the bowl with water and then placed the wash cloth into the water, until it was completely
soaked. Sitting back in the chair I placed the wash cloth on Heero's forehead, the only way I knew of to lower his
temperature. The water rested on the bedside table, just in case it was needed again.

Heero's arms rested on top of the comforter. Reaching forward, I quickly plucked one of his small hands from
where it rested and held it within my own. His hands were delicate and smaller than my own, but they were not the
hands of an innocent. I could feel the calluses on his hand, their position indicating the usage of a mobile
suit of some sort or some other weapon. I leaned back into my own chair, still holding his small hand between two
of my own. For some reason or another, that till this day I'm still not sure of, I turned Heero's hand palm upwards
and examined the many marks. Lifeline, health-line and so on, those usually found a person's hand.

I felt my eyes bulge suddenly, when I noticed something that was definitely out of place on the slim wrist. 'Shit' I
cursed as I realized what it was. There was a thin scar travelling horizontal across the skin of Heero's wrist.
Without even thinking, I grabbed Heero's other hand and turned his arm roughly so that his wrist was visible. 'Oh
fuck' I cursed as I notice that there was another cut, in an identical position to the left arm. I looked at his forearm
and noticed an array of smaller, lighter scars; but the main was the darker, deeper cuts situated on his wrists.

'What the fuck has happened?? Why does he do this to himself??' I asked myself, angry at the fact that I hadn't
noticed this during the war.

Suddenly there was a small whimper from the bed. I opened my eyes, not realizing that I had shut them, and
focused my attention on the source of the whimper. Heero was still asleep, but the look on his sleeping face tore
at my heart; there was a pained expression on his face that I had never seen before. He looked so...scared and
so...fragile. I could feel slight tugging on my arms and it was then that I noticed he was vainly trying to escape the
tight vise I had on his arms. My grip relaxed and I saw finger marks where I had roughly held his arm. I did not
realize that, as a result of my anger, I was squeezing his delicate wrists; until it was too late. I felt like such a
bastard. I had caused Heero unnecessary pain.

Even after I had lessened the intensity of my vise, Heero still struggled unconsciously to release his arms from my
grip, although, his attempts were in vain. I let one arm go and he quickly brought it to a spot resting above his
stomach, clutching at the comforter. Gently, I ran my hand over his arm and whisper silent nothings until he fell
back into the realm on dreamless sleep.

I leaned over his slight form and picked up the now dry cloth, which had at sometime slipped off his forehead.
Dipping it back in the water, I allowed the water to replenish and clean the warm cloth, so that it would be of some
benefit. I felt Heero's forehead and noticed that his fever had increased slightly, confirming in my mind that the
damp cloth was still needed.

After a while, I reached back into the bowl and pulled out the now cool and damp cloth, and placed it on Heero's
warm forehead. Before returning to the comfort of my chair, I placed a small kiss on Heero's left cheek then ran
the palm of my hand over his smooth skin.

I was both surprised and elated to feel Heero lean into my gentle touch, resting his cheek against my callused
hand. When I moved to take my arm away, Heero whimpered again and turned to lie on his side, snuggling into
my hand and clutching at my forearm with his small hands.

The sight warmed my heart and I could feel a smile stretch across my lips.

'My beautiful, fragile Hee-chan. I will always protect you, this I promise you.'

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Sooooo. How as that minna?? Maybe it was a bit short, but I wrote this chapter to just get one point across.
That Heero was cutting in the past and will continue to cut, until Duo notices again. Duo forgets about this
important fact for a while. But it will resurface again. Believe me.

So. please R&R.

Arigatou minna-chan.

Yume Maxwell-Yuy.