Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Ultimate Sacrifice ❯ Part 3 ( Chapter 3 )
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By: Karen from KanaDUH 
Anime/Manga: Gundam Wing Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Hentai / Romance | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 07.16.2002 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.2K | Visits: 612 | Status: Work In Progress
Anime/Manga: Gundam Wing Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Hentai / Romance | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 07.16.2002 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.2K | Visits: 612 | Status: Work In Progress
Warnings: yaoi, angst, AU, alternating POV's
Pairing:1x2, 1+R (nothing romantic though), implied 3+4
Disclaimer: Would I still be working if I owned GW?
Archive: GW on the Sanctuary Anywhere else, please ask first. Feedback: Send comments, good and bad, to lady_yaoi @ hotmail.com (remove spaces)
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AC 197
[Heero POV]
Groggily, I tried to figure out where the loud pounding sound currently reverberating in my head was coming from. There was a voice accompanying the noise, but I wasn't awake enough to recognize it, let alone understand what was being yelled through the door.
I reached across the bed to shake Duo awake - he could deal with it, I wanted more sleep - only to encounter empty space. Cold, empty space where there should have been a warm body. K'so, baka's probably in taking one of his infamous hour-long showers, I thought.
My groping hand managed to locate my spandex shorts before my eyes did. It took my sleep-filled brain a minute to understand how they'd come to be discarded in such a messy fashion on the floor. Memories of Duo's pliant, supple, lithe body writhing and arching sensually under my own earned me a shiver of awakening arousal. I'd go wish him a happy 'ohayo' in the shower... after I got rid of this damn pounding that is.
Stalking to the door, tradmark glare firmly in place, I wrenched open the door and prepared to blast the person responsible for disturbing my sleep with the most withering of my icy glares. I wasn't prepared for a panicked looking Relena to be on the other side of said door.
"H-Heero? I'm so sorry, oh god, I'm so sorry." Sorry? What the hell was she sorry about? I allowed her to push me into the room then into a chair. Not awake, and now confused, it was easier to let her do this than argue. The words the honey-haired girl in front of me spoke next brushed all remnants of sleep from my head. "We'll find him, I promise."
"Find who?" A slow, clawing fear crept into me as Relena's tear-reddened eyes grew wider. When she reached for my hands, a tear slowly tracked its way down her cheek. I whipped my head around and looked at the bed... the empty bed, then listened for the sound of a running shower or any bathroom-related noise. Nothing. Fear now had it's stinging grip on me, and I turned to Relena once again.
She hung her head, unable to meet my eyes and thrust a piece of paper towards me. I couldn't stop the tremble in my hand as I reached for it.
Relena,
Though we've never agreed on many things, Heero's happiness is one we have. I know you love him and, with time and patience, I'm sure he will grow to love you too.
This for the best, Heero's best. I can't give him what you can, do for him what you can. Love him and give him a life free from the horrors of war.
DM
The paper crumpled in my hand, my knuckles whitened as I clenched my hands into tight fists. "This is a sick joke, right?"
Openly sobbing now, Relena shook her head. "I wish to God it was, Heero. Why did he do this? Doesn't he know how much you love him?"
A pricking in my eyes forced me to close them to keep the threat of tears at bay. Love him. He knows what he means to me, I've told... Kami-sama!!!
Eyes now open and wide, I jerk to my feet knocking the chair over with the force of my rising. I didn't tell him... I've never told him. Duo, a man to whom words mean as much as actions and I didn't tell him!
I felt Relena's gaze on me as she spoke. "You didn't tell him, did you?" Her simple question burned into my thoughts, like her eyes were doing to my back. "How could you not tell him, Heero!"
This is a joke. A sick, cruel joke. I'm going to close my eyes, count to five and when I open them, Duo will be standing there yelling 'gotcha man!'. One... two... three... four... five. But there's only Relena, a very upset Relena, standing in front of me. I'm suddenly aware of a small weight on my chest where there hadn't been one before. I'm afraid to touch it… look at it, I think I know what it is. Relena spots it too; I can tell because her eyes grow even more wide. Duo's cross… I close my eyes again and tentatively touch it… hanging around my neck. He never takes this off, never!
"When... when did he leave? Where did he go?" The tears that threatened a moment ago now come. I don't try to stop them this time. I couldn't.
"I don't know, to both questions. I found that," she waved a well manicured hand towards the note I still fisted, "on my floor when I woke up. He must have slipped it under the door before he left."
Numbly, I let myself fall to the carpeted floor. I tried to shove all my emotions aside and summon the Perfect Soldier to take charge. But he was drowning in a sea of despair... loss... sorrow, and refused to do my bidding.
"Heero?" Relena's tentative touch brought me back to the here and now. "I checked with the staff, anyone who was still up, they remember Duo leaving, but not where he was headed. A-and, I checked with the spaceport, but no Duo Maxwell has purchased a ticket."
"He'd use an alias," There was a deadness to my voice I hadn't heard in a very long time. "If he's running, he wouldn't use his name." 'I run, I hide, but I never lie' Duo's sing-song voice bounced around in my head. If he really is running and hiding, I may never find him; no one can hide like Duo... no one.
Sudden overwhelming white-hot anger boiled within me. I raged about our... my!... room, cursing Duo, cursing myself, until I collapsed, spent and drained, to the carpet. Soft arms enveloped my shaking form and I buried my face against Relena's slim neck and did something I've never done before in front of another living soul - I broke down... totally and completely.
For hours - maybe only minutes, I lost track of time - soft words were whispered in my ear and soft strokes run across my back. When I calmed down enough to process words, Relena made me a promise. "I'll help you find him, Heero, no matter how long it takes, you'll have my help. If you need someone to talk to, hold you, anything, just ask. You'll find Duo, never give up on that thought."
Does a broken heart mend? Can a soul survive when half of it is torn away? Can I survive without you my precious Duo? Onegai, Duo... where are you?
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TBC
Pairing:1x2, 1+R (nothing romantic though), implied 3+4
Disclaimer: Would I still be working if I owned GW?
Archive: GW on the Sanctuary Anywhere else, please ask first. Feedback: Send comments, good and bad, to lady_yaoi @ hotmail.com (remove spaces)
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Ultimate Sacrifice
AC 197
[Heero POV]
Groggily, I tried to figure out where the loud pounding sound currently reverberating in my head was coming from. There was a voice accompanying the noise, but I wasn't awake enough to recognize it, let alone understand what was being yelled through the door.
I reached across the bed to shake Duo awake - he could deal with it, I wanted more sleep - only to encounter empty space. Cold, empty space where there should have been a warm body. K'so, baka's probably in taking one of his infamous hour-long showers, I thought.
My groping hand managed to locate my spandex shorts before my eyes did. It took my sleep-filled brain a minute to understand how they'd come to be discarded in such a messy fashion on the floor. Memories of Duo's pliant, supple, lithe body writhing and arching sensually under my own earned me a shiver of awakening arousal. I'd go wish him a happy 'ohayo' in the shower... after I got rid of this damn pounding that is.
Stalking to the door, tradmark glare firmly in place, I wrenched open the door and prepared to blast the person responsible for disturbing my sleep with the most withering of my icy glares. I wasn't prepared for a panicked looking Relena to be on the other side of said door.
"H-Heero? I'm so sorry, oh god, I'm so sorry." Sorry? What the hell was she sorry about? I allowed her to push me into the room then into a chair. Not awake, and now confused, it was easier to let her do this than argue. The words the honey-haired girl in front of me spoke next brushed all remnants of sleep from my head. "We'll find him, I promise."
"Find who?" A slow, clawing fear crept into me as Relena's tear-reddened eyes grew wider. When she reached for my hands, a tear slowly tracked its way down her cheek. I whipped my head around and looked at the bed... the empty bed, then listened for the sound of a running shower or any bathroom-related noise. Nothing. Fear now had it's stinging grip on me, and I turned to Relena once again.
She hung her head, unable to meet my eyes and thrust a piece of paper towards me. I couldn't stop the tremble in my hand as I reached for it.
Relena,
Though we've never agreed on many things, Heero's happiness is one we have. I know you love him and, with time and patience, I'm sure he will grow to love you too.
This for the best, Heero's best. I can't give him what you can, do for him what you can. Love him and give him a life free from the horrors of war.
DM
The paper crumpled in my hand, my knuckles whitened as I clenched my hands into tight fists. "This is a sick joke, right?"
Openly sobbing now, Relena shook her head. "I wish to God it was, Heero. Why did he do this? Doesn't he know how much you love him?"
A pricking in my eyes forced me to close them to keep the threat of tears at bay. Love him. He knows what he means to me, I've told... Kami-sama!!!
Eyes now open and wide, I jerk to my feet knocking the chair over with the force of my rising. I didn't tell him... I've never told him. Duo, a man to whom words mean as much as actions and I didn't tell him!
I felt Relena's gaze on me as she spoke. "You didn't tell him, did you?" Her simple question burned into my thoughts, like her eyes were doing to my back. "How could you not tell him, Heero!"
This is a joke. A sick, cruel joke. I'm going to close my eyes, count to five and when I open them, Duo will be standing there yelling 'gotcha man!'. One... two... three... four... five. But there's only Relena, a very upset Relena, standing in front of me. I'm suddenly aware of a small weight on my chest where there hadn't been one before. I'm afraid to touch it… look at it, I think I know what it is. Relena spots it too; I can tell because her eyes grow even more wide. Duo's cross… I close my eyes again and tentatively touch it… hanging around my neck. He never takes this off, never!
"When... when did he leave? Where did he go?" The tears that threatened a moment ago now come. I don't try to stop them this time. I couldn't.
"I don't know, to both questions. I found that," she waved a well manicured hand towards the note I still fisted, "on my floor when I woke up. He must have slipped it under the door before he left."
Numbly, I let myself fall to the carpeted floor. I tried to shove all my emotions aside and summon the Perfect Soldier to take charge. But he was drowning in a sea of despair... loss... sorrow, and refused to do my bidding.
"Heero?" Relena's tentative touch brought me back to the here and now. "I checked with the staff, anyone who was still up, they remember Duo leaving, but not where he was headed. A-and, I checked with the spaceport, but no Duo Maxwell has purchased a ticket."
"He'd use an alias," There was a deadness to my voice I hadn't heard in a very long time. "If he's running, he wouldn't use his name." 'I run, I hide, but I never lie' Duo's sing-song voice bounced around in my head. If he really is running and hiding, I may never find him; no one can hide like Duo... no one.
Sudden overwhelming white-hot anger boiled within me. I raged about our... my!... room, cursing Duo, cursing myself, until I collapsed, spent and drained, to the carpet. Soft arms enveloped my shaking form and I buried my face against Relena's slim neck and did something I've never done before in front of another living soul - I broke down... totally and completely.
For hours - maybe only minutes, I lost track of time - soft words were whispered in my ear and soft strokes run across my back. When I calmed down enough to process words, Relena made me a promise. "I'll help you find him, Heero, no matter how long it takes, you'll have my help. If you need someone to talk to, hold you, anything, just ask. You'll find Duo, never give up on that thought."
Does a broken heart mend? Can a soul survive when half of it is torn away? Can I survive without you my precious Duo? Onegai, Duo... where are you?
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TBC