Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Mended Hearts ❯ Chapter 1

Mended Hearts

Disclaimer: Not mine, and never was

Pairings: 1+2 (not yet), 3x4 5+?

Duo slowly sat down in the tub. His breath rushed out as hot water came in contact with his battered body. Thirty Leo's. Duo closed his eyes with a sigh, letting his arms rest over the side. His mission was simple. Blow up a little airfield base. No more than five Leo's were supposed to be there. If it hadn't of been for Heero…. Duo slammed his fist down on the tub. Heero had followed him to ensure the success of the mission. When Duo was attacked, Heero left him and went to blow up the base. He then left, not stopping to help. Later that night when Duo came back to the safe house, Heero tore into him.

"Damn it Duo, do you think this war is a game? Do you not care that people are dying? If your fighting ability is so inferior that you endanger the rest of us, then you have no business here!" With that said he stormed out of the safe house leaving Duo frozen in surprise. Coming out of his daze, he glanced around to find Quatre and Wufei doing there best to crawl inside their books while they completely ignored him.

Duo opened his eyes letting the tears fall. "I thought that being part of a team meant working together." His gaze hardened. "Fuck you Heero. I care more about this war then any of you." Clenching his teeth, Duo heaved himself out of the tub. "I am tired of being treated like an idiot." He stumbled to his room and got dressed. "If leaving is what you guys think I should do, then so be it." Grabbing his black back pack, Duo Shoved his clothes and a few personal items into it. Snatching up his laptop, he limped out the door. As he passed by the living room, he paused to look inside. Heero had returned, typing up a report to send to the doctors. Duo almost snorted. It probably entitled him as jeopardizing the mission and needing to be removed. Trowa, Wufei and Quatre were involved in a game of poker. None of them glanced up to look at him. Duo turned away as tears gathered again. At least he treated the others as friends. Silently, he walked out the door.

*2 hours later* Quatre threw down his cards in defeat. No surprise to him that he was losing, his mind was on other things. Why did Heero and Duo always have to be fighting? He rubbed his forehead. The emotions surrounding those two always gave him a head ache. He wanted them to work their problems out for themselves but it didn't look like that was going to happen. He stole a glance at Heero. He was glaring at his laptop again, typing away like there was no tomorrow. Quatre sighed. Duo it was then. He got up and made his way to the stairs. Trowa glanced up to watch as his lover walked out, no doubt to find Duo. Quatre had filled him in about the fight. As much as he felt that those two needed to work their problems out by themselves, he understood Quatre's desire for everyone to be happy.

"Duo, Duo can I come in?" Quatre asked knocking on the door. Silence. "Guess he needs some more time alone." Quatre thought turning away. "I'll call you when dinner's ready."

Heero glared at his laptop. Why did that baka always get under his skin? Sure he followed Duo. He needed to make sure the mission was successful. Heero frowned. That wasn't the only reason. As much as he tried to deny it, he didn't want Duo to get hurt. His fist clenched. He didn't understand what these new emotions were. He was not trained for these. They were not easy to understand. He sighed. In any event, he needed to apologize to Duo. He didn't mean any of the things he said. His face carefully blank, he pushed back from the desk and walked to the stairs. As he neared Duo's room, he heard Quatre announce that dinner was ready. Heero knocked on the door, no answer. Frowning, he knocked again, harder. He slowly opened the door; perhaps Duo was asleep. He took one step into the room and stopped. It was empty. He opened the dresser drawers and the closet door. Empty. They were both empty. Heero quickly suppressed the fear that was building up in his stomach. Turning, he quickly left the room. He passes by the others, ignoring Quatre's call. His steps quickened until he was running full out to the woods where they had hidden their Gundams. Eyes swept around the trees. Wing Zero, HeavyArms, Sandrock, Nataku and … Heero froze; the spot where Deathscythe should have been was bare. Just a faint indention left on the ground. Heero paid no attention to the arrival of the others as his brain tried to process the new information.

"Duo's gone isn't he?" Quatre asked in a hushed tone. Trowa wrapped his arms around him offering comfort. No one knew how long they were standing there before it started to rain. Quatre couldn't help but think how fitting the rain was.