Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ The Tears that had Never Been Shed ❯ Overdose ( Chapter 4 )

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Duo pounded on the door his fists thudding dully creating the only other noise than Duo's angry voice. “HEERO OPEN THIS DAMN DOOR RIGHT NOW!”

Groaning Heero pulled the blankets above his head in an attempt to rid himself of the loud noise. “HEERO!”

Reaching under his pillow he grabbed his .44 magnum, (Broken Butterfly) and shot the door frame. Duo jumped, “WHAT THE HELL MAN!”

Heero almost cried now at the intensity of his migraine. Though the shot alarmed everyone, Duo continued to bang on the door; despite the major risk of losing his life. Heero knew that Duo was stubborn though he thought that the shot would have made Duo back off.

The pounding stopped for but a moment before a small knock and Quatra's voice was audible. “Heero? We just want to know if you're okay, I mean you can't just leave the hospital without the doctor's permission. We are all very worried about you, you know? Look I'm going to tie Duo to a chair in the kitchen so he doesn't bother you, but I do expect an explanation for you disappearance…even if it's not the whole truth.” And with that the house went silent.

Heero pressed his palms into his temples, his head pounding. These headaches had only started recently, and only after he had taken the medicine. `Is this some side effect of the Hypnocil?' he thought bitterly, popping another pill into his mouth.

Heero must have been staring at the ceiling for twenty minutes before he began to feel dizzy. Swirls of colors swam in front of his eyes; his throat constricted making it almost impossible to breath. It took but a moment for him to realize that he had overdosed, and as his mind fell into darkness; he could only watch as everything faded.

 

A dark field rose around him, on one side was a willow tree surrounded in lilies. And on the other were crumpled buildings, shrouded in an ominous black light. Heero lay between them, unable to move. A small angelic figure emerged from beneath the tree, wearing a white robe that matched his blond hair and green eyes. Heero felt a chill run through him, his eyes moving to look the opposite direction. There was the perfect solider, blood smeared on his pale face. Heero closed his eyes and wished that this would end. “Heero.” The small figure whispered, “Heero, you don't need to take that medicine. Fight it! If you face your fears then nothing will be able to stop you. Not even him.”

“SILENCE, YOU ARE WEAK, I WILL MAKE YOU PERFECT AGAIN! THOSE PILLS WILL HELP!” the other figure argued.

“No! Those pills will kill him! He doesn't need to be perfect, Heero you're afraid of him aren't you? Listen to me; don't run from your feelings! He controls you through your fear, you must realize the power that you have deep inside you! You can def-“

“I WILL NOT ALLOW YOU TO DESTROY HIM! YOU WILL CONTINUE TO TAKE THE MEDICINE IT'S THE ONLY WAY.”

Heero whimpered, “Heero, everything's going to be okay, I promise.” The small figure said.

Heero felt himself being lifted into the angelic figures lap, small fingers running through his hair. It was odd, he was being held and he wasn't afraid. “See? If you learn to trust and except your emotions than,” the figure said; his voice getting deeper, “, nothing can harm you.”

Heero looked up and came face to face with Duo, Heero felt his stomach flutter. “D-Duo?” he stammered.

“Doesn't this make everything better?” The figure asked.

It did, being in Duo's arms he felt that nothing could hurt him anymore. He felt at peace, here there was no war, no missions, and no battles to fight. It was just them, he was accepted and that made all the difference in the world. The dark field began to change, turning into the serene garden that now surrounded Heero. Fingers pulled Heero's hair and yanked him from Duo's arms, while a strong hand wrapped tightly around Heero's neck. “You think he would accept YOU?” the perfect solider ask. “You're worthless; he doesn't and would never love you!”

That hurt, Heero felt his heart shatter, and tears welled up in his eyes. “HEERO!” the smaller figure yelled, “, don't listen to him! Duo cares a lot about you; he is always looking out for you. Won't you let him get close enough to ever truly show you what it's like to be loved? You have to let him in!”

Heero closed his eyes pleading that this be over, all of this was too much.

 

A loud thud echoed through the house, Duo (who was still tied to the chair) jumped up and hurried toward their room. (Heero and Duo share a room in this fic) Kicking the door down he saw Heero whimpering in his sleep. Again the thud rang throughout the house as Heero's booted foot hit the wall. “n-no get away…” Heero muttered. `A nightmare?' Duo thought curiously.

“Heero,” Duo said, “, wake up! Heero, wake up!”

Heero struck out in his sleep nearly punching Duo in the face. `What did Sister Helen do to me when I had nightmares? Oh, yah!' Duo thought with a smile.

He pulled Heero into his lap and rocked him back and forth slowly, running his fingers through his hair while whispering. “It's okay, I got you. It's okay, Heero, your safe with me.”

Heero seemed to calm at Duo's voice though something happened then that Duo hadn't planned. Heero snuggled closer to Duo's chest his hand clutching the material of Duo's shirt. Duo blushed deeply, though he pulled Heero closer into his embrace. “It's okay; everything's going to be alright. You're safe now.”

Duo watched as an expression of peace covered Heero's handsome features. Duo felt his heart melt, ever since he had met Heero this is what he had wanted. For Heero to be happy, that was why he worked so hard to get emotion out of Heero. Though the longer he was around Heero the more he noticed how he really felt for the Asian man. Duo buried his face in Heero's neck enjoying being close to the man he loved so. Breathing in Heero's scent he smiled and closed his eyes. Intent on enjoying what probably was the closest he would ever get to Heero.

 

Heero felt warmth surround him and felt arms pull him close. He was now sitting under the willow tree in Duo's arms. Duo kept whispering softly to him, “It's okay, I got you. Your safe with me, I won't let anything hurt you, I promise.” The perfect solider reached to rip him from Duo's arms but couldn't. Heero pulled himself closer to Duo's chest and held tightly to the material of his shirt. He wasn't going to let himself be torn from Duo's arms again. He realized then that this was heaven, here in Duo's arms. Smiling he closed his eyes and allowed Duo to snuggle into his neck. Everything was perfect, a though occurred to him and he looked for the angelic figure. He saw the small child standing by a small koi pond smiling at him. He wasn't in that figures arms? Did that mean that he really was in Duo's? Deciding that he didn't care either way, he closed his eyes and allowed himself to rest.

 

Duo opened his eyes slowly still intent on sleeping. A strong smell assaulted his senses and caused him to smile. Looking at the man in his arms he smiled, Heero still slept soundly. Though, how long had they slept? Looking at the table between the beds the clock read 8:46 P.M., it had been 5 hours! A concerned frown appeared on Duo's lips, looking down he wondered briefly if he should call a doctor. `What if it wasn't a bad dream? What if he needs medical attention? What if something bad happened and I just sat here instead of helping?' Duo thought in panic.

Reaching over Heero he picked up the phone and dialed the doctor at the hospital.

 

“L2 Colony Hospital, how may I help you?” said a nasally voice on the other end.

“I need to speak to Dr. Ramirez.”

“Hold please.”

It took but a moment to connect before, “Hello?”

“Doctor, Heero's back, though I think something may be wrong with him.”

“Really, give me your address.”

“Why?”

“Well, my shift just ended and I'm going home. I'll stop by to take a look at him.”

“56982 Grand Avenue.”

“Alright, I'll be there soon.”

 

It hadn't been twenty minutes when a knock rang through the house. “IT'S OPEN!” Duo shouted.
The door opened, the doctor rushed in carrying a black bag. Crouching beside Heero he withdrew a needle from the bag and gently pushed into a vein. Drawing 4 mL of blood the doctor withdrew and said that he would be back briefly. Duo frowned, this was odd though he would wait.

Quatra and Trowa returned from their romantic night out and were entirely wrapped around the other. Noticing Duo on the couch holding an unconscious Heero they immediately rushed to them. “What's going on?” Quatra asked, the concern in his voice evident.

“Yesterday I heard a loud noise and when I went to see what it was, I found Heero asleep. Or so I thought. He's been like this ever since, and since then he's developed a high fever. A doctor came by yesterday and is coming back today with the test results.”

Wufei arrived shortly after, and they all sat quietly around their comrade and friend. The sound of sirens alerted them, Dr. Ramirez, along with a few paramedics, rushed into the living room. “We have to get Heero to a hospital NOW!” he urged.

They lifted him onto a stretcher, and carried him out the door.

 

I know I'm a bitch for stopping it a such a point, but I felt it a good point to piss readers off at. Don't worry though I'm already writing the 5th chapters so don't worry! I'll update soon….that is if you review. Only now do I see the importance of the reader's opinion to a writer. Though does anybody actually read this? Anyway all comments are welcome! Till next time, Bye!