Part 4 is done! ::Ray-Chan gives victory V sign:: Soon it’ll all be over! (Not really actually, but I thought I’d say it anyway.)…but guess what? SAP!!! Sap is here! Can you guess the pairing? Read on to find out!
Disclaimer : G-Wing charas are not mine. I do not claim to own them, but I wish I did. ^_~.
WARNINGS: SAP!!! (FINALLY! It’s about time!), ANGST of course.
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-> Ray-Chan
Quatre sat by Heero’s bed watching the brown-haired boy intently as he slept. Heero’s breathing was low and even as he dreamed, exhausted by the morning’s events.
Soon after finishing his story, Heero had felt drowsy and retired to his quarters. His physical condition was still uncertain though to the other pilots, and so they had agreed to take turns watching Heero so someone would be there should problems occur.
Quatre had been keeping watch for well over three hours and was almost dozing off himself when Wufei entered the small room and shook him gently.
"Get some sleep, Quatre. I’ll take over for awhile."
Quatre’s eyes widened.
"No! I…I mean…you don’t have to do that. I’m fine, see?" He smiled his brightest smile. "Wide awake!"
Wufei shook his head softly.
Quatre’s always so stubborn.
"You need to rest, Quatre. Heero will still be here when you wake up."
Quatre pouted. Things weren’t going as planned.
"Really, Wufei. I’m fine." He looked up at the raven-haired boy hopefully. "Just let me stay for another hour. If he isn’t awake after that, I’ll get some sleep."
Wufei nodded and began to leave. He paused in the doorway uncertainly though, and turned back to the blonde pilot watching him go with a faint smile still plastered to his face.
"You should really tell him how you feel, Quatre." The Shenlong pilot quickly averted his gaze from the other boy. "…Before it’s too late."
Quatre was stunned.
"But…But how did you know?"
"I felt for someone not too long ago. Had the same look in my eyes as you do now."
Quatre nodded in understanding. He was the only pilot other than Wufei himself who knew what had happened those many months ago :
The night before his death, Treize had contacted Wufei, his lover at the time, telling him of his battle plans with Milliardo Peacecraft the next day.
Wufei’s only response was to call Treize a fool and promise to stop him, even if it meant his own destruction.
In the end, Wufei’s careless actions and the jealousy directed towards Treize’s feelings for The blonde doomed his beloved sending the only man Wufei had ever cared for to the grave.
Yes, Quatre knew all this. He managed a weak smile.
"I’ll tell him, Wufei. Even if he rejects me, he’ll at least know that someone does have feelings for him."
Wufei nodded.
"Everyone should be so lucky."
And he exited the room, leaving Quatre alone with a still asleep Heero Yuy.
How am I going to tell him?
*******
The darkness was uninviting, creeping all around and choking Heero like a bony hand. Heero glanced around him, searching for any sign of light. Anything to break the impenetrable blackness quickly enveloping him.
Somewhere through the darkness a shrouded figure appeared, as dark as the blackness surrounding it. Heero squinted, trying to get a better look.
"Who…who’s there?" Heero’s voice unwillingly trembled.
"I’m everything you fear, Heero. I’m your truth. That which frightens you the most."
Heero felt a shiver travel through him. How hollow the sound seemed echoing through the surrounding gloom. He managed a small nod.
"You’re me."
The hooded figure tipped it’s head back just enough for the cloak to slip away revealing all that Heero feared…Himself. The boy before Heero was unmistakable. Each feature was reflected in his own face, and Heero shivered with the thought of a living breathing mirror before him.
Only the eyes were different. Two spheres as blood red as a rose, and just as piercing to the core. They probed into Heero reading him like a book, searching for every secret hidden below the quiet exterior. A flash of cold washed over Heero as the phantom boy probed his innerself. He smiled evilly at Heero’s obvious discomfort with being joined.
"You miss him, Heero."
Heero was jolted back to reality by the wispy voice trailing through the obscurity.
"What? Who? Who are you talking about?"
The cloaked figure approached him slowly.
"Doctor J. You miss him."
Heero stumbled back uncertainly.
"No! I-I don’t! He ruined me! He controlled me for his own good! J. never cared what happened to me as long as-"
"-He loved you."
Heero froze letting the reality of the words sink in.
"No…no…" He shook his head harshly from side to side. "He didn’t love me! He hated me! He only wanted to control me."
The shade approached Heero warily.
"He loved you too much to risk you doing something stupid and killing yourself."
"No….NO!!!"
The figure approached Heero, more insistent this time.
"You won’t let him protect you. You’re dead now, Heero. Without his love, you are nothing."
And with those final words, the apparition placed stone cold hands over Heero’s neck and began to squeeze…
"No…NOOO!!!"
*******
Quatre was jolted awake by Heero’s screams.
"No…NOOO!!!"
"He..Heero! Wake up! Please wake up!" He jumped from his chair and shook the brown-haired boy carefully at first, then with more insistence when he received no response. Heero just continued to scream, the cries sounding more muted now, barely a choking sob. Quatre was frantic. Was Heero CHOLKING?!
"Heero! HEERO!!!"
Heero’s eyes flew open and he sat up abruptly with a final gasp for long denied air. Coughing slightly, the tears began to pour down his face, wetting his already sweat soaked shirt. Quatre wrapped his arms around Heero protectively. Whatever it was that Heero was going through, he would be there by his side right up to the end.
"Heero, are you okay?" Quatre placed a gentle hand beneath Heero’s chin and lifted it to stare in cobalt depths.
Heero was silent. The tears continued, but the sobbing stopped as Heero allowed Quatre to slowly rock him back into a dreamless sleep.
(End Part 4)