Chapter three
Unravel
Duo leaned his head up and kissed Heero on the lips. He was so happy Heero came back that he just couldn�t help such a friendly lip lock. �Uh, Duo?� Heero�s eyes were unsure after the kiss what it had meant. �Do you realize what you just did?� It wasn�t like it was serious...
Just a little kiss, or so Duo thought. Duo looked questionably up at his best friend. �What? Why? Was it wrong for me to do it? It just felt right Heero.�
The scowl on Heero�s face hurt Duo, he felt it tug at his heart almost exploding into millions of itty-bitty pieces as Heero backed away from him. �I think I need to leave. Now.� Heero headed for the door, �I�ll get Quatre to come and take a look at the wounds for me. I�ll be back.�
***
�I�ll be back.�
The words still played around in Duo�s aching head as Quatre replaced the bandages. It had been days since Duo had seen Heero and he knew it was his fault. Why did Heero have a problem when Duo kissed him? Heero didn�t mind homosexuality because he didn�t care if Quatre and Trowa sucked face right in front of him... But why had he been so angry? Duo began to cry, again. Quatre had been there by Duo�s side to hold him almost the second Heero closed the front door behind him, pulling the walking into the sunset shit. (Duo had been crying basically when the door clicked... It�s a signal thing.. I don�t know. If you don�t get it, sorry.)
Trowa had been watching his love hold Duo close and comfort him. His eyes flickered knowingly. What was it that Trowa knew exactly? Obviously: Heero was scared. With a past like his, he�d never been in love or been loved by someone. He didn�t know how to handle it. So he left. Trowa knew that well, for he and Quatre went through the same process. Though Trowa didn�t leave Quatre like Heero had Duo but it was similar nonetheless.
Quatre was startled when Duo jumped up. �I have to find him, tell him I�m sorry and to forget it ever happened! Maybe we can still be friends.�
�He�s been gone for a while Duo.� Quatre reasoned logically. �Who knows where he is...�
�I do,� Wufei said with ease as he showed up next to Trowa by the doorway.
�Where?!� Duo almost demanded as he sprang from the bed to fast for Quatre to catch.
�He�s... around.� Wufei loved playing with Duo so much.
�What?� Duo asked almost appalled at how Wufei riddled. �What does that mean?�
�I mean, he�s here but he isn�t.� Wufei giggled at his cleverness.
�Wufei, don�t mess with me, tell me where he is now!� Duo growled trying to frighten it out of the Chinese boy.
Wufei just shook his head and wandered off, smiling slyly at how he knew what Duo was dying to know. He was surprised that Duo didn�t really pick up the hints but it was far more amusing that way. Wufei headed to his room, tired of fooling around. He needed to sleep. He closed the door and glanced out the window. �Hello Heero. You shouldn�t leave him much longer... He�s losing his mind now. You just barely came home and then you took off on him with out a reason as to why you left.� He pulled down the blinds and turned off his light. �Good night, Heero.�
***
Morning came, assaulting Duo�s violet eyes. He groaned and held his head as he sat up looking around. �Heero?� But Duo knew better. Heero would not be there. What in his right mind made him think other wise? He sat up and leaned over to glance at Heero�s perfectly made bed. �Damn it,� Duo cursed himself, �Why did I screw things up? I always screw things up...� He got up and grabbed a shirt, buttoning it with a few of the buttons as he picked up his shoes by his door. He swerved through the mess and went to the front door, �I need to get out of here.� With that, Duo left the safety of their home.
Outside, the air was cold and Duo had hardly dressed for such weather. He shivered and walked down the empty sidewalk while rubbing his hands over his bare arms. He continued, wondering about his life, wallowing in self pity. He really screwed things up. �Why would it be any other way?� he questioned, his eyes tearing up. Wind blew, causing Duo�s loose hair tie to fall off, his braid unraveling (Sound familiar? I thought so too when I typed it...).
He walked by a dark alley, still hidden from the newly rose sun (How original, a dark alley... I�m so retarded. Anyway...) and heard someone crying. He looked hard but saw nothing. �Hello? Is anyone there?� he questioned. No answer, just a scream and then silence. Duo wanted to go on and run away but his feet wouldn�t move. They were blocks of lead, not moving. Then suddenly he saw a shadowed figure approached him but he still couldn�t move.
�Hello, who are you?� Duo felt a large callused hand take hold of his small wrist tightly, pulling him into the dark alley (This gets worse and worse, huh?). And Duo disappeared into the darkness... (Spooky Noochies...).
***
Quatre hit his fists on Wufei�s door, �Wufei! Get up, we have to find Duo! He�s missing!�
Wufei blinked repeatedly and realized what Quatre was actually saying. �What?� he called back loudly, almost annoyed.
�Duo�s gone,� Trowa reassured as he appeared from the kitchen. Just then, the front door opened and (None other..) Heero appeared caring a broken and bruised Duo in his arms.
�Oh no, what happened Heero?� Quatre almost had a heart attack. He clung to Trowa, trying not to cry. Wufei gasped and went over the boy in Heero�s arms.
Duo�s hair was undone, dragging the floor, dirty and damp with blood. His bare chest was scratched and bruised, his shirt long gone back in the alley where �it� happened. His pants were torn, looking to be cut up with a knife. The crotch of his pants were more or less stained in blood, from where you can kind of guess...
�W- What happened?� Quatre inquired again, tears falling. He reached out to wipe Duo�s cut forehead.
�You seem to already know...� Heero stated dryly.
Suddenly, Duo began to struggle, moaning and grimacing in pain. �Duo, Duo can you hear me?� Heero asked, heading for their room. Once again in a similar position (Ring a bell anyone?).
Suddenly, Duo�s eyes shot open and screamed bloody murder (I�m laughing so hard right now... You have no idea how funny that sounds. How can someone scream bloody murder? Seriously, where we get phrases these days...). �Oh, God! Stop touching me, don�t do it again! I�ll do anything, I swear!� He then broke down and didn�t dare let Heero�s shirt go. �Help me...� he whispered (Awe! I feel so sad for putting Duo through this...).
Heero looked down at his best friend, �I�m sorry, I wish I could have been there sooner. I killed the rat bastard though, he�ll never touch you again! I swear.�
Quatre entered with Trowa in hands reach, �Maybe we should clean him off... But with someone there so he won�t hurt himself again.� He thought out loud. Trowa nodded.
They both looked at Heero.
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