Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Heresy ❯ Hangnail ( Chapter 2 )

Warnings and Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing, sadly. Contains language, shonen ai (1x2), suicide, deathfic

 

Hangnail

 

“Oh shit! There's blood everywhere!” Duo yelled from his position in front of the two-way window.

 

“How did he do that? There was nothing in there! We made sure of that!” Wufei wondered as he went through the process of unlocking the quadruple-fortified door.

 

“Who cares?! We have to get him out of there and patched up as soon as possible!” Quatre cried as he slammed the door open.

 

Trowa picked Heero's limp body up and quietly brought him to the nurses' station. “We need some help.” He explained calmly, ignoring the blood dripping on his shoes.

 

Duo tore a strip off of his shirt and wrapped it tightly around Heero's left wrist while Quatre did the same thing to his right. The institutional floor tiles were spotted with blood. Duo wiped a bead of sweat from his cheek, accidentally smearing blood across his face.

 

“Come on lady! He doesn't have all day!” Duo said impatiently, worried for his boyfriend. Heero had been committed to this hospital and been put on suicide watch soon after the Mariemaia incident was over. He had been here for two months without any problems. They just happened to come visit on this day…

 

“He was the pilot of Zero One! He saved the world! The least you can do is help us help him!” Quatre pleaded.

 

“I'm coming, I'm coming. Sheesh!” said the young lady behind the counter. “What seems to be the problem?”

 

“Injustice!” Wufei cried but was cut off by Trowa's calm, rational voice.

 

“He slit his wrists somehow. We need some bandages…he needs stitches…”

 

“OK. I'll get the doctor right away.” The nurse said before turning to the intercom on the wall and punching a few buttons. “Dr. Po. You're needed in the psych ward. An inmate injured himself.”

 

Before she got a chance to turn the com off, Duo yelled, “It's Heero! He tried to kill himself again!”

 

The nurse glared at him, but didn't say anything when he gave her a shinigami grin. She just sniffed and went back to playing solitaire.

 

The boys waited for Sally to arrive. They sat in the waiting room. Trowa had Heero's middle in his lap, Quatre had his feet, and his head was in Duo's lap. Duo leaned down close, whispering to Heero and kissing his forehead. Wufei leaned against the wall, keeping watch for the doctor and glaring at the nurse.

 

Wufei whistled softly when he saw Sally coming to alert the others. Trowa gathered Heero into his arms and walked carefully toward Wufei. Dr. Po walked up to him and nodded toward a nearby room. Trowa acknowledged her directions with a nod of his own and walked there. Duo held Heero's head up and squeezed his hand. He started when he felt a squeeze back.

 

“Heero?!” He waited for a response and received another squeeze. “Baby! Why did you do that? How did you…”

 

Heero shook his head and rasped out, “nightmares…” before going limp on the bed.

 

“No!” Duo exclaimed. Sally looked Heero over and checked his pulse.

 

“He's OK. He just passed out again.” She explained to the distraught young man as she set out the tools she'd need.

 

“Unh!” Duo moaned.

 

“What's wrong?” Quatre asked the braided boy.

 

“My…chest…” Duo managed before falling to the ground.

 

“Heero! Oh, shit! His heart stopped! What happened?” Sally exclaimed, taken completely by surprise.

 

“Duo? Duo?! Duo!!!” Quatre called, shaking the limp body in his arms. The other boys had been watching Dr. Po, but now they turned around to find another one of their friends in peril.

 

Trowa came over, thinking he would find out that Duo had passed out from grief or stress, but when he looked into Duo's wide-open, glassy eyes and saw a tear roll down his cheek, he knew what had happened.

 

“He's dead.” He stated, voice shaking. “They're both dead.”

 

“Maxwell?” Wufei asked. He walked over and looked into Duo's pain-filled face. “How? Why?”

 

“I feel it. They're together. I don't know what happened, but now they're together. Duo's laughing. I don't know why…wait…did Heero say something about a hangnail?” Quatre said, curious, hand over Duo's heart.

 

On another plane of existence…

 

“Heero? What happened? Why did you do that? And how?” Duo asks with wide eyes.

 

“I'll tell you if you tell me, baka!” Heero replied.

 

“What do you mean?”

 

“Why are you dead too? What happened to you?”

 

“Idiot! Weren't you listening to a word I said? I told you that if you died I'd come with you. Wouldn't want you to be bored or anything.”

 

“Oh. I guess I didn't really…”

 

“You didn't believe me?! Man, you of all people should know I never lie! I'm Duo Maxwell who runs and hides but never tells a lie! Sound familiar?”

 

“Yeah…”

 

“Anyway…tell me what happened!” Duo bitched at Heero.

 

“Well…I didn't think I'd be able to…you know…live at peace. My nightmares of training. They never went away. They probably never would have.”

 

“And that's a reason to kill yourself? I had nightmares all the time and you don't see me slitting my wrists…speaking of…how did you…”

 

Heero mumbled something, blushing a bright scarlet.

 

Duo looked astonished for about a minute. Then he laughed so hard he cried.

 

“Only you, Heero Yuy would manage to kill yourself by slitting your wrists with a hangnail!”

 

Owari.

 

Author's Note: Hope you liked! I wasn't planning on killing Heero, much less Duo, but that's how it came out. Sorry for the death! I'd planned on making this a funny fic about Heero trying to kill himself with a hangnail, but…oh well! Please review!