Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ snowy day ❯ 1 ( Chapter 1 )

.... …I.do.NOT.own.Gundam.Wing… .....

I do own Duo.. lol! No.. I wish I did, but I don't.. erm

(~**~ <--Flash backs)

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"Thanks!" Duo called as he jumped out of the back of a black and red pick up truck.

He stumbled across the icy road and slid down the 3-

Duo picked his feet up high to get up the other side. He stopped at the top of the little incline, scanning how much further he needed to go.

Duo's eyes were let down as his gaze fell upon a large field covered in 3 feet of snow. The wind creating small tornadoes and then carrying itself away in to the Forrest at the edge.

He shrugged his shoulders up to his neck, pulled the collar of his leather coat up around his braid, witch was around his neck, and pushed his black "bass ball" cap down on his head.

He heaved a sigh, shoved his hands in his pockets and started to walk threw the blazedy field.

The cold wind blew snow his way as he finished his 20-minute walk threw the field and started his 10 to 15 minute walk down a two track drive way.

"Well.. Shit. Damn Fucking Snow! …" He said looking up the drive and frowning. It took him at lest an hour to get to ware he was going and getting back was taking even longer. He made an annoyed sobbing/cry sound [1] and started to run down the two track.

Duo stomped his feet on the porch as he ran up there stairs and kicked the door open.

"FUCK!!!! IT'S COLD!!" He yelled as he slammed the door shut behind himself.

He ran up the old squeaky wooden stairs 2 at a time, and ran down the small hallway, to a door at the end.

He threw the door open and stepped in.

"It's about time, Duo!" Quatre greeted him. Quatre was holding a Blood dripping towel in his hands.

"I'm Only Human! Forgive me my god.. your highness.

"Duo this is NO time for jokes!"

Duo frowned and pushed passed him, over to Trowa.

Trowa was sitting next to an old army bed, he had both his hands pressed in to a towel on Heero's chest.

The towel was suppose to be green. It was a dark brown now hued in to a red.

Duo unzipped his coat quickly letting a white bag fall in his hands. He eminently ripped the bag open and handed Trowa a large roll of fabric bandage.

Duo stepped back as Trowa hastily threw down the towel and made as much effort in to tending the large deep cut in Heero's chest and stomach.

"Maxwell, Watch it." Duo Pushed him self to a near by wall. He had stepped back in to Wufei.

Wufei stepped up to the bed with a needle and some stitching thread. Blocking Duo's view, He huffed and looked to the door where Quatre entered.

"How on 'earth' did we manage to run out of bandages?!" he asked not really expecting an answer.

Quatre open the bottle of pain reliever, ready to give to Heero, he glanced at Duo.

"Who checked the Supplies before we left?"

Duo pushed his back to the wall and slid down to the floor. He was suppose to. "It's my fault.." he whispered, pain in his eyes.

Quatre sighed. Feeling bad for showing anger at Duo.

"Duo.. it's not your fault.. Heero will be fine, it's just a little cut."

Duo looked up. "This is Heero. He 'Never' gets hurt. It MUST be Sirius." He urged pulling his knees to his chest.

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Duo was walking down the cold hall in a big feather blanket (witch Heero gave him for Christmas) and yawning. He glanced at the front door and stopped talking in mid sentience about Sanitary muffins.

'Something's wrong'. He stopped in the middle of the hallway, in his socks and blanket and sat there looking at the door with his eyes half way open. (He just woke up.. his sleepy!)

"Something wrong Duo? you stopped talking about 2 minutes ago" Quatre called out from the small kitchen (Mind you ALL the rooms are REALLY small)

"…ahhh… sometimes?" he said as he watched the door a couple seconds more and then turned around.

"when dose Heero come back?" Duo asked as he was about to step back towards the kitchen.

As if on cue Heero stumbled threw the front door.

Duo hurled himself around ready to beat the living big shit out of someone, when his eyes fell upon Heero.

"HEERO!!" he said happily. And then.

"HEERO!" he said more seriously rushing to his "friend" in need.

Heero was leaning in to the closed door and holding his chest with he's left arm and a gun in his right, both arms covered in blood. Creating a small puddle of the red liquid at his feet. Duo was by his side in a matter of seconds holding out his arm, in only black boxers and socks.

Heero stumbled a little and looked Duo in the face.

"I ..I ah.." he tried to make a sentience but groaned in pain leaning in to Duo. Duo took him in his arms and lowered him slowly to the ground as Trowa and Quatre came over to help, Wufei right behind.

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Later that night, Duo turned to face Heero in the bed next to him. Duo sighed and hugged the blanket to himself, watching and waiting silently.

T.B.C

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[1] if you know me, I make that sound when I get annoyed but don't wanna yell at someone (i end up doing it anyway), or when Mark tells me no when I really want something. lol.

Review please, I like that kinda stuff. ^-^