Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Take Me Home ❯ Take Me Home ( One-Shot )

Disclaimer: I don't own the G boys I just borrow them from time to time and return them a whole lot happier. Also I don't own the song "Take Me Home" either, it belongs to Phil Collins and as such all rights remain his. Written for pleasure not profit.

 

Warnings: Angst, sap, yaoi, language, song fic, Heero POV.

 

Rating: R

 

Pairing: 2+1

 

Summary: It has been almost three years since Heero left Duo behind at Relena's celebration of the peace. Unable to wait any longer, Duo starts to hunt for his missing partner only to discover that Heero has been taken back by J's cronies to be 'deprogrammed'. Somewhere during the process things went wrong and Heero has no memory of Duo, the other pilots or the war.

 

// Indicates Song Lyrics. //

 

AN: This is the sequel to "Against the Odds"

 

"Take Me Home"

 

May 2006 ShenLong

 

I'll never forget that look on your face when I walked away, leaving you and all our dreams for a life together behind. I couldn't tell you the reason why I had to leave, as much as I wanted to. I wanted it to be a surprise for you - when I returned.

 

I didn't know it would all go so wrong.

 

//Take that look of worry,

I'm an ordinary man. //

 

I see the people stop and stare, fear etched into their faces as they sidle away from me. I don't understand why they should be scared or worried. I'm just another man, a face in the crowd making my way home from work.

 

Nothing to fear from me.

 

Or is there?

 

// They don't tell me nothing,

so I find out what I can. //

 

It began to annoy me, people shying away when they saw me. I asked my superiors at the facility where I worked why people would turn away from me as if I were a leper.

 

They told me nothing.

 

So I decided to do a little digging and find out for myself.

 

I had to be careful though.

 

All I can remember is working at this facility as a programmer and hacker. I was the best on their team - or so they told me.

 

It was time to put those skills to work, see just how good I was. Only this time it would be for my benefit, not theirs.

 

// There's a fire that's been burning,

right outside my door. //

 

There was more to me and my life than I knew, and I wanted that information. I couldn't have worked at this facility all my life, I wasn't all that old, I had to have had a childhood somewhere, parents, a previous existence. Didn't I? And yet I have no memory of that life.

 

Maybe if I could find that information then this restlessness would ease.

 

There's something out there, something calling to me, something important; and I have to know what it is.

 

// I can't see but I feel it,

and it helps to keep me warm. //

 

I have no clue as to what it is that's calling me. Something from a past I cannot remember? Something dear to me? It warms me for some reason.

 

The hacking I've managed to do so far leads to more dead ends than anything else, but occasionally I find something useful and slowly the jigsaw pieces are being gathered. There's not enough of them to make anything out of as yet though.

 

// So I, I don't mind,

No I, I don't mind. //

 

It doesn't bother me that the pieces are taking a long time to find and gather. Gradually, they will come together, I will find my past. But there are still many pieces missing.

 

Why can't I remember?

// Seems so long I've been waiting,

still don't know what for. //

 

There's an empty ache in my heart as if a part of me is missing. It feels like part of my soul is gone. I sense though, that whatever it is I will eventually find it.

 

// There's no point in escaping,

I don't worry anymore. //

 

My hacking has reached its conclusion. I cannot find anything more relating to myself and my past. Twelve months of searching, painfully making my way through codes, scanning files and I can find nothing other than the pitiful bit I have. I'm really no further ahead than when I first started, all I have managed to dig up is that I arrived here and someone, for whatever reason, erased all my memories.

 

They're on to me, I know. That's why I can't find anything else. All leads are frozen. They watch me, observe me continuously as if waiting for something to happen.

 

There's no point in trying to escape.

 

Where would I go?

 

Deep inside though, I know that out there someone knows who I am, not Unit 01, but who I truly am, who I used to be. Someone is looking for me.

 

And that comforts me.

 

// I can't come out to find you.

I don't like to go outside. //

 

As much as I long to, I can't leave the facility or the compound where my home is. It's bad enough making the trek between the two on a daily basis, having people stare and scatter like I'm the carrier of some rare, fatal disease. At first I thought I was, but now, now I have a strong suspicion their fear of me is connected in some way to the memories I've lost.

 

So I avoid going out, it's unsettling to me. Besides, there's nothing out there for me. Outside only serves to remind me that my memory is gone.

 

I find that ironic.

 

// They can't turn off my feelings,

like they're turning off a light. //

 

Despite them having erased all memory of my identity, there's one thing even they cannot turn off.

 

My feelings.

 

A nagging thought continues to bother me. I have the notion that somewhere in my past, someone tried to wipe all emotion from me.

 

Why? I don't know.

 

I do know that this continuous ache in my heart is getting stronger.

 

Somewhere out there someone important to me is calling.

 

// But I, I don't mind.

No I, I don't mind.

Oh I, I don't mind.

No I, I don't mind. //

 

For now I'm content, I don't mind letting them think they control me. There will come a time when I will remember, of that I have no doubt. For now I will bide my time.

 

That feeling I have of someone close to me, searching for me is getting stronger.

 

I can see him in my dreams.

 

// So take, take me home,

'cos I don't remember.

Take, take me home,

'cos I don't remember. //

 

He's getting closer, this mysterious person in my dreams. I can feel him, coming for me and I know he holds the key to my missing past.

 

I don't question how I know, I just do.

 

// Take, take me home,

'cos I don't remember.

Take, take me home, oh lord.

'Cos I've been a prisoner all my life. //

 

I'm tired of being here doing the same thing day in, day out. Never any variation to my life, just the same routine.

 

There's more, I know there is.

 

I've been a prisoner here for as long as I have memories and I want to be free.

 

// And I can say to you. //

 

"Find me."

 

I gaze out of the tiny window, my hand splayed across the glass, eyes searching the compound, walls and scenery beyond.

 

"Find me," I whisper again, begging.

 

"I know you're out there. Find me, take me home, help me to remember, help me to forget."

 

// Take that look of worry,

mine's an ordinary life. //

 

Another day over with and I'm walking once more to my apartment. It's only a short distance from the facility to the compound and on most days the walk is pleasant enough, until the people start fleeing.

 

Today though, something is different. I feel the hair on the back of my neck stand up. Someone is watching me. Not the usual scared or curious look either. Without being obvious, I dart my eyes around and spot him.

 

He's new. I haven't seen him around here before. Although he's hidden in the shadows I can make out enough of his form to know he doesn't belong here.

 

My curiosity increases as I feel his presence following me. He's familiar and yet I don't recognize him. As I enter the apartment compound I feel him hesitate; but only for a moment. I reach my door and unlock it, as I enter I turn casually.

 

I feel no threat from him. "You can come in."

 

He does.

 

And closes the door behind him.

 

// Working when it's daylight,

and sleeping when it's night. //

 

I turn to face him and get my first clear view. Something sparks in my head.

 

"Heero?" His words are hesitant.

 

"I am Unit 01. Do I know you?" I reply.

 

His face softens, his eyes swirl with different emotions. "Don't you remember me?" he asks softly.

 

I study him intently, the nagging in the back of my mind growing stronger. "You, you seem familiar, but I can't remember."

 

He studies me for a moment. "What are you doing here?" he questions in a way that suggests he already knows the answer.

 

"I work and sleep."

 

There's a flash of pain through his eyes and then his composure is back.

 

// I've got no far horizons,

I don't wish upon a star. //

 

I stare intently at him and then frown. "I know you," I begin, unsure of what to say. "I've seen you in my dreams."

 

A small glimmer of hope appears on his face.

 

"You, you come to take me away, in my dreams. But..." I pause as a memory tickles my mind. "Duo?"

 

He nods, a smile creasing his lips.

 

"You've come for me?"

 

Another nod.

 

"I, I thought you were just a dream. I gave up wishing on stars a long time ago."

 

"I'm real, Heero. And I've come to take you home."

 

Heero. That's my name. Not Unit 01.

 

I feel his arms wrap around me, holding me tight. Moments later my own reciprocate.

 

// They don't think that I listen.

Oh but I know who they are. //

 

"Oh, Heero. What have they done to you?" he whispers against the top of my head.

 

"I don't know, it's all hazy," I reply honestly.

 

He holds me for a few more minutes and then starts to speak - filling in some of the gaps. "When you left, I knew I had to let you go. I told you I would wait for you, but you didn't return. After two years and no word from you, I knew there was something stopping you from coming back to me and so I began to search for you. It took a while and a lot of hacking, but I found you. I finally found you." He hugged me tight again.

 

I thought long and hard, recalling every scrap of information I'd overheard or uncovered. "They said something about deprogramming."

 

// And I, I don't mind.

No I, I don't mind. //

 

"That fucking J, even after he's dead he can't leave you alone," Duo growled.

 

"Duo? It's okay," I begin. The familiarity of his arms is starting to return. I feel safe. "I don't mind."

 

"Maybe you don't, but I do!" snapped Duo.

 

// Oh I, I don't mind.

No I, I don't mind. //

 

 

"Maybe it is a good thing I don't know, I don't remember. But you're here now, so I don't mind."

 

"Yeah, Heero. I'm here now and I'm never letting you go again."

 

He kissed me.

 

// So take, take me home.

'Cos I don't remember. //

 

"Duo?" I question as you release me and move slightly away. I can see the unshed tears in your eyes.

 

// Take, take me home.

'Cos I don't remember. //

 

"Pack your things, Heero. We're leaving,” you say calmly.

 

"I am?" I ask.

 

"Yes, Heero."

 

So a dream can come true?

 

// Take, take me home.

'Cos I don't remember. //

 

"Pack. I'm taking you home, Heero. Home where you belong, with me."

 

"Home?" The word feels both alien and familiar.

 

// Take, take me home, oh lord.

Well I've been a prisoner all my life. //

 

All I can remember are these same walls, same existence. Home. Dare I hope I have one?

 

"You're coming home, Heero. You've allowed yourself to be used by others for long enough. Time to go home, time to be released from this prison you call life."

 

I gazed at Duo, a warmth spreading through me. I nod and go to pack.

 

// And I can say to you,

But, I don't remember.

Take, take me home... //

 

Walking out of the compound, bag with my few meager belongings in it slung over my shoulder, I don't look back.

 

No one tries to stop us.

 

Duo said they wouldn't and I believe him.

 

Curled up in my seat on the shuttle, my head resting on your shoulder, fingers entwined I gaze into your unusual eyes.

 

How could I have forgotten them?

 

A shiver of apprehension runs through me.

 

"Duo? What if I don't remember?"

 

"Hush, Heero. You will. Whatever it is they have done to you I will reverse it. I don't care how long it takes, what I have to do, but I'll help you all I can, Heero. I love you."

 

He kissed me again, causing that warmth to spread through me and leave me tingling from head to toe. I knew his words were sincere.

 

I gave him a soft smile.

 

"Take me home."

 

~ Owari ~