Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Rediscovery ❯ chapter3 ( Chapter 3 )

Over the course of the next few days, Heero began to relax more around the others. Though he didn't say much, he at least acknowledged their presence. Heero found that he knew little things about his companions, mainly what they liked or disliked and knew each of their personalities. He knew that they all viewed each other as more than just 'friends', he also realized that he didn't mind their relationship. Although they weren't all out open with it, there were always subtle displays of affection.

 

Duo was in the kitchen making their morning coffee when Heero came downstairs.

 

"Good morning Heero."

 

Duo set a cup of coffee in front of Heero and then sat down with his own.

 

"Hn. Morning."

 

Duo began to talk about what he had planned for the day, trying to draw his silent friend into a conversation. Heero just leaned back in his chair, enjoying the sound of Duo's voice as he

talked.

 

Suddenly Heero bent over, his eyes had a dazed, unfocused look to them. Concerned, Duo rushed over to Heero, wrapping an arm around him to steady his friend.

 

"Heero, what's wrong?"

 

However, Duo never received and answer. Instead of hearing Duo's soft, calming voice, all Heero could hear was the tormented screams of dying people and the sound of loud explosions as bombs were set off. Shaking Heero couldn't believe what he was replaying in his mind. He had caused this! Pain. Suffering. Death. Although he still didn't remember everything about the war, he did know that he'd been trained to kill.

 

The scene shifted.

 

He was now in a meadow full of wild flowers. A little girl and her puppy walked up to him, her eyes shinning with joy.

 

"Are you lost?"

 

"No."

 

"That's good"

 

Bending down the little girl picked a flower then handed it to Heero.

 

"This is for you."

 

Taking the flower, Heero smiled slightly.

 

"Thank you."

 

The little girl smiled again and then continued down the path.

 

 

Again the scene shifted.

 

This time another explosion, this one causing machines and buildings to collapse and fall on top of another building that the little girl had just gone into. She would never be able to come out and play in the meadow again.

 

The images faded and Heero found himself leaning heavily against Duo, shaking.

 

"Heero? You all right?"

 

Again Duo never received a response from Heero, who just turned more so that he could bury

his face in the crook of Duo's neck.

 

"Its my fault..."

 

"Huh? What's your fault?" Duo asked, very confused at Heero's words.

 

"It's my fault. I caused it." Heero whispered shakily.

 

Getting a better grip on the boy's shaking body, he held onto Heero tighter and asked, "Caused what?"

 

Heero's voice could barely be heard.

 

"Death."

 

For a second Duo just closed his eyes tightly and held his depressed friend.

 

"Heero it was war. You were a soldier and you had to kill. Yet after it all, you still feel guilt over everyone's death. Heero that's what makes you different from a cold-blooded killer. You feel. Remorse. Guilt. Pain. That's what makes you human. Heero, you were the one who initially saved Earth and brought peace to the world."

 

Heero tilted his head so that he could look up into Duo's eyes.

 

"What do you mean?"

 

"I mean Heero, that because of you there is peace. Yes you've killed, yes the innocent died, but there are millions alive now because of you and now you continue to fight so that the innocent no longer have to suffer. I'd say that that makes you an honest, honorable man Heero. NOT a killer!"

 

"He's right Heero, without you the war would still be going on."

 

Wufei stepped into the kitchen. He'd heard the last part of their conversation and had felt it best to put his input in as well. Heero needed their support, and they weren't going to deny him that comfort. Going over to the other two, Wufei too drew Heero into his embrace. He leaned forward slightly to give Duo a light kiss on the forehead, letting him know that he was proud of him.

 

"We care for you Heero. It doesn't matter what happened in the past, so long as you forgive yourself and allow yourself to live."

 

Heero was overwhelmed with too many emotions, fear, confusion, self-hatred, caring and desire to be with his four friends. Heero finally broke down into to tears for the first time in years, comforted by Duo and Wufei, who held him until he quieted and leaned heavily against them, exhausted.

 

"I'll take him to lie down for a bit."

 

Wufei picked Heero's slight form up and carried his exhausted comrade over to the couch.

Heero didn't struggle as Wufei lifted him. He was emotionally and mentally exhausted and his body was still healing as well. His eyes drifted shut as Wufei carried him.

 

Heero's eyes fluttered open when he felt himself being placed on the comfortable cushions of the couch.

 

"Rest Heero. But first, I would like to tell you something, if I may?" Heero nodded.

"We all feel some sort of guilt and sadness for the deaths we caused in the war, but that doesn't mean that we have to allow that to ruin our chance at peace. We know better than anyone what the war was like. Don't be afraid to allow yourself to feel and express those feelings to others. We are all here for you. Remember that. You don't have to be the perfect soldier. You can rely on us, not just yourself. Now get some rest, your body is still healing."

 

Heero reached up to brush a lock of hair out of Wufei's eyes.

 

"Thank you." Whispered Heero, before falling into an exhausted slumber.