Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Music of My Heart ❯ Music of My Heart ( One-Shot )

Heero put Wing on autopilot. He needed to get away, he wanted to get away but where can you go to escape the grief of death?

A soldier has no need for emotions.

That was what he had learnt from his training yet Dr J had told him to always act on his emotions. Confused Heero absently mindedly toyed with the black data disk Duo had given him before he left for his mission. Duo had made him promise not to open the disk unless it was totally necessary, had said that it was a just in case thing but Heero had found himself thinking `just in case what'? But Duo had left before he even had a chance to ask.

And now Duo was gone.

Heero took a deep breath and slipped the disk into Wing's inbuilt computer system and a string of words appeared on Wing's computer panel.

Enter Password or type your name for password hint.

The corners of Heero's lips twitched. If anybody at OZ had managed to get access of this disk they would probably be dead by now. Heero typed `your name'.

What is my teddy's name?

Too easy! Though OZ might have a hard time trying guessing a teddy bear's name. Heero typed the toy's name and waited.

ACCESS GRANTED

The familiar sound of one of Duo's favorite 90's love songs filled the cockpit of Wing. A visual of Duo's smiling face suddenly popped up on the main panel of Wing.

"Hiya Heero! How're you doing?" said the visual. "Not too bad I hope, I know you can fair without me quite easily."

The visual paused, looked thoughtful for a moment before speaking again.

//You'll never know, what you've done for me
What your faith in me, has done for my soul
You'll never know the gift you've given me
I'll carry it with me, yeah yeah//

"I know…you've probably got a million questions running through you're head at the moment. Things like what is this or why am I watching this baka chattering away at me. I'd just like to take this moment to remind you that this is only a recording and you can turn it off anytime you want. Now onto more important stuff, what is this disk and why did I give it to you ne? Weeeell, this disk contains the other part of me. Yup! You heard right, the other part of Duo Maxwell. What was the first part I hear you ask? Remember that time in the safe house? The time I told you about my past? I was an orphan at an orphanage called Maxwell Church. Remember how I told you about Father Maxwell and Sister Helen?"

Heero nodded in silent agreement.

"Ah! Thought you would. The perfect soldier never forgets a thing. But how can you forget something that you never witnessed first hand? The only reason this disk is in your hands is because I gave it to you, believing that I would not survive. Hmm, you're thinking of my famous line aren't cha? `The Great Shinigami lives!' Well the Great Shinigami can doubt too right?"

Heero frowned at that statement. He had thought that Duo just said anything that came out of his mouth without thinking about it. No matter what Duo said it always came out clear and confident, without a hint of doubt ever.

"Yea well I do try my best to hide it. Did I fool ya?"

Heero noticed that the usual glimmer in his partner's eyes dimmed after that statement.

//Through the days ahead I'll think of days before
You made me hope for something better
And made me reach for something more//

"Stupid question. Of course it fooled ya otherwise you wouldn't be watching this right now. Anyways your question…how did the chatterbox manage to get himself killed on a mission…ne is that the question on your mind? I can only guess that the most likely reason was because I was careless, maybe forgot to watch my back or needed to self destruct to save the colonies. Now don't you go using me as your role model ok? Suicides don't bring you to heaven. They take you to hell and trust me, hell ain't that great.

Speaking of role models do you remember the first time we met? I certainly do and yea I would say that it was a swell first encounter. Ok, so I shot you, not once but twice. Oops. I just realized that I never got around to apologizing. So I'll apologize now. Heero I'm sorry for shooting you."

Heero found himself rubbing the spot on his arm where Duo had shot him all those years ago. These things Duo were saying, they were…they were…touching.

"But I never regretted meeting you. You turned out to my greatest role model. How you ask. Well remember how you got sent to hospital, thanks to Oojusan and remember when I tried to save you…except you turned that into a suicide attempt. You scared the pants off me then but my respect for you increased ten fold when you got up from your thirty-story fall sporting that famous `I'm pissed off so don't you dare come near me look'. Hmm and that broken leg, I still can't believe you put it back into place without the use of painkillers. Man, thinking about that still grosses me out but you know what? My respect for you increased tenfold after meeting you. You were so calm, so strong and so in control of your life. There was just something about you…something unexplainable. You made me hope for something better
and made me reach for something more You became my hero…but not in that Relena-ish type way...I'm not that obsessive."

The visual paused again and looked unsure of what to say next.

Heero, I just want you to know that I think of you as a friend, a true friend. You taught me so many things. You taught me run with my emotions, you taught me to listen to my heart. The others said that you had as many emotions as a rock did but I thought differently. I believed that you had feelings. You talked of your past, your conditioning and restrictions that Dr J had set. I could see it all, feel it all in the times we shared.

//You were the one, always on my side
(always on my side)
Always standing by
(always standing by)
Seeing me through
You were the song that always made me sing
(made me sing)
I'm singing this for you
Everywhere I go, I'll think of where I've been
And all of ones you knew me better then any

One ever will again//

Heero watched as the visual of Duo began to talk about the good times that they had shared, watched the familiar facial expressions he knew and listened to the cheerful voice of a friend that he would never have the opportunity to hear in person for a long time. He was hit with pangs of guilt as Duo recalled the memories, telling them with a sparkle in his eyes. He regretted being for treating the American so harshly but somehow the good-natured pilot of 02 had forgiven him.

"Its ok Heero. I don't blame you for telling me to shut up or for calling me baka. You know what? I kept count of how many times you called me that, that's 20182 times at present. But I don't mind. I just wanted to get close to you, to become your friend. I'm sorry for acting like an annoying fly that just wouldn't go away. I had really wanted to get you out of your shell…if you'd let me call it that. I tried Heero. I tried so damn hard to get some emotion out of you. I would have been happy to see a small response. I tried, I really did. I pushed every single button I could think of. I put on every mask my face could hold. I tried to get you to relax, to laugh, and to live. I even tried provoking you, risking my life in the process. Damn your `Omae O Korosu's!' Damn them all to hell. You said the words often enough and I've been nose to nose with your shiny black gun more times than I've had chicken pie for dinner! But you simply didn't do anything more than give cold glares and idle threats…nothing more than those cold icy glares and idle threats."

Heero gasped as he watched a tear roll down Duo's cheek.

"Yes Heero, I know…boys don't cry. But I can't help it. Its so damn frustrating when…"

The visual wiped away the tear and smiled weakly.

"I so sorry I couldn't tell you this in person. I didn't know how you would react, didn't know if you really would turn your threat into a reality and I certainly didn't want to see you to crawl back into your hidey hole, specially not after I saw you smile the other day. Heero, I tried so hard. Do you understand what I'm trying to say?"

Duo…I…

"Don't feel sad Heero, or lonely for that matter. Just remember that I'll be watching you from God's right hand side. Heero, I love you and good bye."

//You taught me to run
You taught me to fly
Helped me to free the me inside
Helped me hear the music of my heart
Helped me hear the music of my heart
You opened my eyes
You opened the door
To something I've never known before
And your love, is the music of my heart//

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