Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ The Tears that had Never Been Shed ❯ Hospital Ruins ( Chapter 6 )

6

Dr. J watched the scene with mild interest, standing up he made his way toward the door. “J, are you leaving?” Quatra ask.

The question caught Heero's attention, who froze at the mention of the Doctor. “Yes, Heero I'll be by to check on you later. Rest, you're in good hands.” Dr. J said, making his exit of the room. Duo's attention turned back to Heero as he felt Heero's hand grip his tightly. “Heero, are you okay?” Duo asked concern evident in his voice.

“F-fine.” Heero stuttered.

The pilots exchanged looks, something was off. “Heero, what's wrong?” Quatra ask.

Before Heero could answer the wall behind Heero and the floor collapsed. The sound of an explosion echoed through the hospital. Duo coughed and pushed rubble off of him. Voices echoed around him, another explosion shook the now crumbling building; sending Duo into a panic. Where was Heero?

The taste of metallic and a choking sensation woke Heero. Coughing hard he noticed the blood that dripped from his mouth as he did. Bringing a shaking hand to his mouth he used the back of his hand to test for blood. The large amount surprised him greatly, what had happened? `An explosion?' He thought wirily.

Pushing against the ground he found a large weight on his back. Looking over his shoulder he noticed that a section of the wall had landed on him. He rolled over slightly and began the task of unburying himself. Another explosion shook the corridor and Heero's eyes widened as he saw heavy rocks falling towards him. The rocks piled up, though a large piece of the wall landed on Heero's chest with a sickening crack. Heero gasped as the rock shattered most of his ribs, the pain shooting through his limbs; making his body freeze. The taste of blood grew stronger and Heero was gasping trying hard to draw air into his lungs. `I TOLD YOU, YOU ARE WEAK!' the voice of the perfect solider echoed through Heero's slightly conscious mind.

“n-no…I'm not w-weak…” Heero stuttered.

`I'M NO LONGER GIVING YOU THE CHOICE! GET UP!'

“I-I can't…I'm so t-tired…”

`UP!'

“I just…need…a little…rest…” and as those words passed his blood covered lips he fell unconscious.

“DUO?!” Quatra yelled.

“QUATRA IS THAT YOU?” a voice answered.

“DUO, WHERE ARE YOU?”

“OVER HERE!”

Quatra followed the voice Trowa following close behind him. A figure became clearer and they recognized Duo. He was pulling rocks off of Wufei, “Hey, help me with this.” Duo asked his breathing slightly heavy.

“Where's Heero?” Trowa asked as they set to work on freeing there friend.

“I don't know, the floor collapsed he must have fallen.” Duo answered pulling Wufei free.

“We have to find him; he was in bad enough condition as it was.” Quatra said out of breath.

Voices echoed through the dark hallways, the pilots looked at each other. “The other patients!” They exclaimed in unison.

“Look, we'll find Heero; but for now we need to get these people out of here!” Trowa interjected.

They nodded, though there minds still remained concerned about the wing pilot.

Heero woke, his mind blurred. He shivered his body cold from blood loss. “Well, I'd say this plan worked wonderfully. Wouldn't you?” an amused voiced asked.

“Quite.” Another voice answered.

“O-Oz…” Heero stuttered.

“Bring him.” The voice commanded.

Hands pulled him from under the pile of rubble, and threw him over their shoulder. “W-where the hell are you t-taking me?” Heero demanded to know.

“All in good time, my pet; all in good time.”

It had been hours since the attack and rescuers now helped with the effort. The building finally gave way, collapsing completely. “NO!” Duo shouted.

The pilots rushed toward the rubble throwing rocks, looking frantically for there friend. Police officers pulled the panicking pilots back, forcing them to stay away from the rubble. “HEERO!” Duo shouted.

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The pilots watched as people were loaded into body bags, and others were loaded into ambulances. Duo remained silent throughout the hours that they had been there. “I want to believe that Heero's okay…but…how could anyone survive that?” Quatra asked quietly.

“Well it's Heero after all, I mean he is indestructible.” Wufei said.

They all knew that Heero seemed to have nine lives, but it was hard to believe that anymore. Heero could be dead and it would be their fault for not looking for him first. Duo cried silently into his palms; Quatra wrapped his arms around him, rocking him gently. “It's going to be okay, Duo.”

“No, Quatra it's not.” Duo whispered.

The surprise on Quatra's face wasn't missed. “I always lose everyone I love…” Duo went on to explain, “, Heero…I…cared so much for him…I was just so afraid that he'd get hurt, or that-”

Quatra cut him off with a sharp slap, “Don't ever stop loving someone, or hide it because of your past. Sure no one is perfect, and I can understand why you're afraid but that's no reason to keep something like love from Heero. He's probably never even been told that he is loved or cared about. You must understand that love has nothing to do with your past, nor those who are dead. Love comes from within and must be cherished.”

Trowa smiled at his blond angel's wisdom, and wrapped his arms around him. “Q's right, Duo, if you hide your emotions neither one of you will be happy.”

Heero woke to a hand caressing his cheek. The contact made Heero's eyes open quickly and he tried to move away. Restraints held him in place and as his vision became more focused he recognized Zechs smiling at him a hand buried in his hair. Swallowing the lump in his throat Heero put on his mask and glared at the man daring to touch him. “That look won't work on me, after all I'm not tied to a table.” The man said with a sinister smile.

Heero snorted and looked away. Though he couldn't hide the fear that had risen in him, “Your so beautiful, my pet.” The man said.

The touch sent Heero into a panic; he would not become a slave to this man. The panic increased when the man tore off the cloth boxers he was wearing and smiled.

Duo lay curled up in Heero's bed, his legs drawn to his chest. “Heero…” he whispered.

The scent of the missing man surrounded him, sending a wave of emotion through the already fatigued pilot. “Where are you?” He whispered.

Tears flowed down his face, pulling a pillow closer to his face he thought of why he had hidden his feelings from Heero. They suddenly seemed silly to him, `Did I really think that…?' he though morbidly.

He smiled as he noticed that Heero's bed smelled of wild cherries and the forest after the rain. Inhaling deeply he smiled, allowing himself to sleep.

Blank eyes stared at the tiled floor as he lay against the stone wall. Broken and beaten he curled up slightly, before going instantly back to their original position. The pain was large and his body was too tired to take it anymore. `I want to die….gods…it hurts so much…' he thought bitterly before slipping into welcome darkness.

 

Heero stood in a clearing, light rain fell around him. “Heero?!” he heard a voice cry.

Turning he saw Duo across the field, and felt his entire world crash down around him. Duo was shocked at Heero's condition, he was bleeding and bruised. Without any hesitation Duo ran and held Heero tightly in his arms. “Heero I-”

“Duo…help me…” Heero cut him off.

“What?”

“Oz destroyed the hospital….I…need your help…”

“Where are you?”

“Oz base 42613…I don't know how much longer I can….”

“Heero, listen I swear that I'll find you and I'll take you home.”

“…home is where the heart is…”

“What?”

“Duo…no matter where…as long as I with you…I'll…be home…”

Heero could feel himself beginning to wake, he frantically clung to the dream. Duo leaned down and kissed him softly. `Mine' he thought possessively.

 

Heero woke with a start jumping up, he let out a cry of pain as his wounds protested the movement. Wincing as blood began to drip from the old wounds. “Well, good morning my pet.” A cold voice said from across the room.

Heero was instantly alert and immediately sneered at the man that dared to come closer to him. “This cage won't be necessary once I fully break you.”

Heero felt his heart hammer at the thought of what `break you' meant. “Is that fear I see in your eyes?”

Heero pushed himself as far from the man as he could, he hissed slightly when his back met the cold metal bars. Glaring at his capture he watched the smile on the man's face turn into an amused grin. “You can not escape me, pet. You belong to me, remember that. I can choose to kill you at any time. You are mine to do what I want with.”

Duo had Deathscythe flying quickly toward the base Heero had told him about in his dream. The other pilots followed him, they weren't sure how Duo knew this but if it meant finding Heero they were willing to risk it. The base was within the debris that floated around Earth and was hidden well.

The man ran his fingers down Heero's cheek, smearing blood across the tan skin. He planted a soft kiss on Heero's forehead before hurling him across the room. Heero whimpered softly in pain, trying to be quiet; so as not to give this monster satisfaction for his pain. It was true Heero was afraid, but not of death, or of any thing this man could do to him. He was afraid of never being found, he didn't want to be forgotten, as if he had never existed. `But that's what you are… you are nothing…and you will never be anything…' the perfect soldier sneered at him. `SHUT UP!' he argued back. He couldn't get that voice out of his mind. He could no longer hear the angel's voice, though the soldier's voice was still clear. Heero watched helplessly as the man came closer to him and picked him up by his hair. Pulling out a knife the man sunk the blade within Heero's gut. Heero let out a small gasp, fresh blood dripping from his torn lips. “You're so beautiful, even in pain.”

Heero spit in his face, the only retort he had left. The man let out a laugh, “No one will find you, and when I'm done you'll wish you were dead.”