| I am *such* a slacker�� Then again, with my b-day and finals, I�m entitled some R&R, right? Oh well, break time�s over. I based this part on the fact that, although I am a morning person and usually rise *very* early, on vacations I sleep in. And do not wake well. I get bitchy, to put it nicely. And everyone in my house seems hell-bent on waking me up before I go and ready and are quite rude about it, regardless. So they generally get this reaction. Lesson of the day: waking this college student before 9:00 for no damn good reason on my day off is a good way to commit suicide. I assume Hee-chan acts the same way�� All those soldier reflexes kicking in and you get one very groggy and pissy assassin. This one�s for Katsu; being an admin sucks, ne? Ah well, couldn�t ask for a better one. Just remember: it�s Ok to be a bear 10% of the time if you live off honey the other 90%. I promised ya a fic; will this do for now? I�ll come up with something better later. Also, thanks go to Enigma, Shi-chan, and anyone else who wished me a happy birthday. I pay back in kind. Misuzu, my darling beat-reader, I swear you have hawk eyes. I don�t see half the mistakes you do. Arigato minna-san and to all those who are still reading this series. Title: A Way to Heal 2/10? Author: Lady DarkAngel [email protected] Archive: Lady DarkAngel's Gundam Wing Fanfiction Library http://ladydarkangel_1.homestead.com/Main.html, Darkflame�s (if she�ll take it�.) and anywhere else is fine, just ask me first Category: Yaoi, angst Pairing(s): 1+2 eventually (I�ma getting� there, don�t rush me!) Disclaimers: Gundam Wing or Shinkidousenki Gundam Wing is copyrighted and trademarked by Sunrise, Bandai, Sotsu Agency and associated parties with all rights and privileges. The characters were used without permission for the purposes of entertainment only. This is not meant for sale of profit. Any characters not created by those listed above are mine and hereby considered the sole property and copyright of the author. Anyway, I�m just a poor college student. So can I play with them? I promise I won�t break them�... much. Rating: PG Warnings: At this point, minor angst and sap, possible OOC for Heero in this part but I doubt it Feedback: Kami-sama, YES!!! [email protected]; any and all comments are welcome like the sweet ego-sustainers they are. The heat from that death glare could have fried pure Gundamium. Shifting nervously and wilting under the terrific pressure, the three hardened pilots who practiced terrorism for a living felt their blood turn to ice and their stomachs sink. That look came only at ZERO�s beckoning and promised imminent painful and ultimately messy death. Heero hadn't even moved from his position; he was cuddled next to Duo. He had merely lifted his head to glare at them. And that was fear-provoking in and of itself. Palpable hostility radiated from the small bed containing the two and seemed to clog the air until it was near impossible to breathe. Waves upon waves of semi-visible malevolence were battering them as Heero gave off the appearance of being at least twice his normal size. Even though they knew he was unarmed, the thought gave little comfort. As did the fact that he was six feet away, snuggled on a hospital bed in a relatively comfy position he seemed loath to give up. If Heero Yuy wanted you to suffer and/or die, he managed to find a way. The how was irrelevant. All that matters is that you die painfully, if you're lucky, quickly and there is no hope for your pathetic soul. It was blatantly obvious this was NOT one of the smartest things they had ever done. The three boys had a quick conference as to how to get out of this one unscathed before Quatre was firmly shoved forward to greet the pissed off Heero. The reasoning behind this little betrayal was that it was the blonde�s fault they were in this mess in the first place and that since he was so generally innocent and harmless, Heero was statically less likely to shred him like wheat and ground the pieces to dust. Hopefully, anyway. The Sandrock pilot just stood there for a while collecting his thoughts and trying to make something verbally coherent, soothing, and preferably non-offensive come out of his mouth. It wasn�t working very well. The best he could manage was a stuttering, �Ummmmm�� ahhhhh�� Ohayo?� <Being glared at from both front and back is not a pleasant experience.> He tried again. �So�� How are you feeling this morning? Did you have a nice nap?� Trowa and Wufei cringed. Did he just say �nap�? Did he actually have the guts to look the homicidal Japanese boy in the face in the middle of an embarrassing situation and ask him if he had a nice nap?! Dead Arabian walking�� There was nothing they could do to save him. It would be a miracle to save themselves. <Oh koi,> Trowa grimaced <you�ve really dug yourself a deep one this time��> Heero's glare intensified, as did his grip on the sleeping braided boy. It clearly indicated that he wanted them to go to Hell *immediately* and was more then willing to help them out on that score. Departing now for all points south and fiery�� Apparently, the Perfect Soldier was NOT a morning person. Especially not this particular morning. Quatre twittered nervously. �Saaaa, Heero? Do�� do you want anything? Are you thirsty? Hungry? Cold?� he took a deep gulp and then ventured, �Or maybe just a blanket and pillow?� His new evil look brought new heights of malevolence as already icy cobalt orbs turned positively glacial and a snarl began to form on his lips. Wufei�s eyes couldn�t have gotten any wider. <And here I thought he was the tactician among us. That had to be the stupidest move�� Worse then the one that* caused* this! And now we die for that idiocy. Oh Nataku, the INJUSTICE of it all!!> The Wing Zero pilot flickered his gaze at each and every one of them before being to speak. His voice was like soft, smooth and deceptively civil but had a definite frigid undertone to it. �I�m going to assume there is a good reason for this, right?� At the dumb nods he received, Heero continued. �I also gonna assume that I want to know the reason. It must be important; after all, you�re in here. You�re not supposed to be in here; you are supposed to be on lookout and maintaining our cover. You wouldn�t be foolish enough to do something that would draw attention to us like nearly breaking down the door if it wasn�t. You wouldn�t even consider endangering the mission for no good reason. Especially with Duo still down and us in such a delicate position. So there must a good reason. And I want to hear it. Right now. Or else.� Three throats worked overtime to clear suddenly clogged voices. Three minds whirred and desperately tried to find a suitable �reason�. Three hearts were racing at the speed of light and adrenaline was running high. And three mental voices echoed the same thought, <We are *so* screwed��> �Well?� the cold, smooth voice prompted. �I�m waiting.� Quatre, the only one to still have a voice, murmured �It�s�� It�s like this. See, you�ve been in here for too long and it was way too quiet and I was starting to get worried about you guys. So I thought maybe we should come in and check on Duo �cause he�s still sick and you�re not exactly 100% better either but Trowa and Wufei wouldn�t let me in �cause they thought it was a bad idea so I had to sneak past and I didn�t mean to cause a scene HONEST!!� The two pilots in the background stared in disbelief at their rambling friend. It took a lot to get the diplomatic Winner heir tongue-tied. Not the most encouraging sign in the world. �So you want to check up on us. Fine, then.� Three pairs of eyes blinking confusion in unison. �Do you see a problem?� Negative to the third power. �Soredeha. Of course not. So I suggest you leave and return to your posts.� �Demo Heero��� �Nani?� Trowa spoke up. �We were merely concerned. Our concerns have been allayed. We will leave now.� �You�d better.� The Shenlong pilot shook his head and muttered, �Kunshihyouhen.� (1) He had hoped it was too low to be overheard but apparently not as the Glare �o Doom focused squarely on him. �What was that?� Wufei blanched. �N�. nothing.� �Good. Now get out.� Heero growled menacingly. �Are you sure, Heero?� Quatre eeped as he became the lucky new owner of the glare�s focus. �Stupid question, huh?� �All of you. Out. Right now.� �Ok�� well then, if you�re sure��. We�ll be right outside if you need us. Or if Duo does. You will tell us when he�s awake, right?� Cobalt eyes reflected icy lividness back at him. The blonde kept backing up and but couldn�t feel Trowa�s reassuring presence getting closer. Which meant he was retreating too. Coward. �Right�� if everything�s fine�� then I guess we�ll leave you alone then. Ahhhhh�� Oyasumi.� With that, he whirled and made for the door as fast as he could. Like somebody had hit the panic button, the other two also dived for the door as well. In their alarm, they failed to notice that they were making complete idiots out of themselves trying to escape. That three people, no matter how small and thin, can not fit through a door at the same time easily. That it was undignified and downright embarrassing for them to react like that. But most of all, they completed missed the fact that they had no pursuer. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ The Wing Zero watched as his comrades beat a hasty retreat and tried desperately not to trip over themselves in the process. He hadn�t even twitched when they started their mad dash to the exit. The door was hurriedly slammed shut and once again, silence reigned. <Good.> To say that he was disgruntled at their intrusion was a massive understatement. What in the world possessed them to do such a damn fool stunt? Did they question his ability to guard Duo? To insure that he would be safe and receive adequate rest in order to recover properly? Did they assume he was too weak or incompetent to succeed in this mission? If that was so, then they were going to be very sorry indeed. Heero was always capable of accomplishing the mission. And while it was extremely important, it was relatively easy to finish. Duo gets uninterrupted sleep and decent care, he heals faster and returns to normal soon. Ninmu kanryou. Kami-sama save anyone who dares to interferes with this assignment. The results will not be pretty. And what the hell was their problem when they came in? They looked like they had just witnessed the Apocalypse and now it was their turn. There was nothing here to provoke such an unusual reaction; just a slumbering Duo in a hospital bed. One that he was also occupying. Nothing disturbing to his knowledge. Other then the fact that he was pissed. No, they had been acting funny before they had realized he was awake. Like it was something they�d never expected to see. Something to ponder over later. But not now. He�d slept long enough, far too long really; he had work to do and a mission to take care of. Heero shifted a little and got ready to get off the bed. As he slowly untangled himself, he noticed to his consternation that he couldn�t get his right hand free. Tugging as gently as he could so not to wake him, that Wing Zero pilot tried to pry Duo�s fingers from his. Somehow, they�d ended up well and tangled, their fingers interlaced tightly. But try as he might, he couldn�t seem to get free. Duo�s grip was just too strong. Pondering how to get loose with the least amount of damage incurred to the sleeping boy, he leaned over Duo to get a better view of the problem. What he saw made his heart race and his breath catch in his throat for some reason. Violet orbs were opened ever so slightly. They were fogged and hazy but contained a small amount of understanding. They were apparently looking at the clasped hands resting not ten inches away, trying to comprehend their meaning. But at Heero�s movement, they shifted. Suddenly, the Japanese boy found himself to be the focus of a semi-lucid amethyst gaze he hadn�t seen in far too long�� (TBC��) Snow, studying and family�� I swear, if one doesn�t kill me, the others will. Like? Did the best I could in the few minutes spared to me. But at least Du-koi�s awake now! (1) The original meaning is something like �A wise man needs not blush for changing his purposes� but the modern translation is more along the lines of someone undergoing an instant change for the worse. Hanging around with Japanese transfer students allows you to pick up these colloquial things. ^_^ Lady DarkAngel ---------- Chibi Duo's Babysitter Moderator of Duo's Sugar Intake Keeper of Duo's Nice Rear-end Co-Keeper of Shinigami's Wings (with Meela) Keeper of Heero's Homicidal Intentions Keeper of Quatre's Teacup Keeper of Trowa's Mask Keeper of Wufei's Sense of Honor Co-Keeper of Duo's Chatter (with Tomanaiya) Co-Keeper of Heero's "Hn" (with Tomanaiya) Co-Writer of Wufei's Rants (with Tomanaiya) Leader of the Inspirationally-challenged Muses: Alisande, Rynvi, and Kiagara Co-Keeper of a real-life hamster named Heero Yuy (Hee-chan)(with Tomanaiya) Keeper of the Hit List Acting GOD in Charge of The Anime Muse Adopiton Center and WSCT of the AMAC Proud member of SDDI, the Society of Defending Duo's Intelligence Member of the Society Against the Complete Bastardization of Heero Yuy Occupant of the Happy Hentai House Master Hacker of the Shinigami Organization Assistant Mob Psychologist for the Shinigami Organization Founding Member of Saa-EEP!!! 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