Somethings Not Right - Part 13 by Terrasa
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Heero stared at the closed door long after his so called
‘friends’ had left. He didn’t understand, how could
they want to send him away? Didn’t they realize that all he
really wanted was to be happy with them? Going to some treatment center
wasn’t going to help him at all.
Duo. What Duo had done hurt. He had just gone and told them what
he didn’t want anyone to know. His deepest fears, the reasons
for him wanting to die. He had told them, they all knew. Heero felt
betrayed, but he couldn’t bring himself to get mad at Duo. He
wanted more than anything to just feel anger towards the braided boy
so he could find an emotional release. He needed someone to take his
anger out on. Needed to hit something. Wanted to feel the pain take
away his hurt.
But instead, Heero just sat there staring at the ceiling. Nothing
good would come out of broken furniture. Besides, the chair didn’t
make him mad, it was the people. They started it all in the first
place, bringing him into the world, making him kill, making him feel
pain, shooting him, giving him rules to break, setting up boundaries,
saving him with their hospitals, hurting him with their words. Then
he goes and saves all of the people who made him feel so miserable.
Maybe he should have just let them all perish, and they could have
joined the thousands of people who had died under him. Join them in
his nightmares, haunt him until he went crazy.
He sighed, regretting his thoughts. ::Anger makes people think and
feel irrationally.:: He concluded to himself as he laid down on the
bed and stared at the ceiling. ::They only wanted to help I’m
sure. And I never told Duo that he couldn’t tell anyone about
the nightmares.:: Just as quickly as it had come, Heero felt his anger
leaving him. He didn’t feel like being mad at them, it was his
fault he had problems and he was the one who had gotten them involved.
Maybe he should go away somewhere, so that they wouldn’t have
to deal with him.
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*****
“Eh? When did I fall asleep?” Duo looked around and found
himself in his ‘dream’ clearing. But it was different,
it was now really hot and all of the plants looked like they had died.
“What the hells going on here?”
Heero was nowhere to be seen so Duo just sat down on the dead grass.
He brought his knees up to his chest and looked around wearily. Something
didn’t feel right. Why was this place dying? ::This is just
a dream! Dream’s cant die like this!::
Nothing… he couldn’t hear anything. No birds, no trees
swaying, there wasn’t even wind any more. It was like the dream
was slowly dying and soon their wasn’t going to be anything
left.
“What’s happening to this place?” Duo thought out
loud as he glanced to the sky. It looked red, like fire, the sun was
shining bright orange and all the clouds were gone. He remembered
faintly how the other dreams seemed to be dying as well. The grass
had slowly turned from green to yellow… and now they were all
dead.
“What will happen next?”
*****
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Heero avoided everyone for the whole of the next day part of the
one after. He didn’t really know how to act or what to say to
them. The soldier mask stayed on and hid his emotions perfectly. Duo
would glance at him every now and then, his eyes filled with pain.
Heero didn’t blame him. They had gotten so close within the
short time of their reunion and now they were drifting apart.
::Its my fault… I shouldn’t have gotten so mad.:: Heero’s
shoulders slumped as he sat down at the dinner table. Everyone looked
up at him with controlled emotions. They were being careful, as if
he would jump out and bark at them if they said something wrong. ::How
do I fix this?::
Looking around the table he could see Duo across from him looking
at his plate like it was the most interesting thing he had ever seen.
Heero was sitting next to Wufei, like he used to before he was pushed
to the other side of the table.
Trowa and Quatre were sitting next to each other their chairs were
surprisingly close together and Heero wondered if he was missing something.
He studied them for a while and came to the conclusion that he obviously
‘was’ missing something. There was something going on
with them that was unmistakably more than friendship. It made him
look at Duo’s face once again, his chest hurt as he saw the
sadness laying there.
Down the table he could hear Quatre’s sisters in a big debate.
Heero suddenly realized that a short blond haired girl hadn’t
been hanging around him like usual. Quatre had probably talked to
her, ::Thank god!::
The meal was finished in almost silence, no one seemed to be in the
talking mood, and Heero glanced up at Duo trying to get his attention.
Duo looked up when he felt eyes on him, he was surprised to see it
was Heero’s. The blue eyed boy got up and motioned for Duo to
follow. The palms of his hands started to sweat as he was led to Heero’s
room. Heero hadn’t said anything the whole way and he was getting
nervous.
The past two days had been hell for him, he knew Heero was mad at
him. He felt like such a jerk and was afraid that Heero would never
open up to him again. When the soldier mask was put back on Heero’s
face, Duo wanted to scream. He never realized he would be so frightened
thinking that Heero was going to cave in and go back to being emotionless.
As the door shut behind them Duo couldn’t help but start rambling,
“Heero, I… I wanted to apologize…”
“Do you even know what you are apologizing for?” Heero
interrupted, looking directly into the violet eyes only a foot away.
“I… your mad at me, I made you mad…”
“You told them about me having nightmares, they wanted to send
me away… yes I was mad,” Heero bit his lip and his eyes
moved to the floor. His fingernails were digging into his palm making
him wince slightly before he unclenched his fists.
“NO!” Duo moved forward and lifted Heero’s chin.
“We would never send you away if you didn’t want to be
sent. We were only discussing a possible treatment. I know that I
shouldn’t have told them about…” He took a deep
breath. “I wanted to help you Heero… I couldn’t
do it myself. Quatre is smart and he knows more about these kinds
of things. I only wanted to help… I’m sorry.”
Duo’s hands were now shaking and Heero could see that he was
having a hard time trying to keep himself from crying. “I know…
actually, I brought you here so I could apologize to ‘you’.”
Duo’s eyes widened in question. “I shouldn’t have
gotten so mad, I’m sorry. I know you were only trying to help…
its just… I felt…” He couldn’t get the words
out, but somehow he knew Duo would understand.
Happiness flooded inside Duo. All the agony he was going through
washed away as he looked at the confused boy in front of him. Suddenly
he didn’t care about the consequences anymore, didn’t
care about what would happen, Duo flung himself at Heero and hugged
him.
Surprise was the first thing that went through his mind when he looked
down at the boy who had his head buried in his shirt. After getting
over his shock, he wrapped his arms around Duo in return. Duo’s
shoulders were now shaking and Heero feared for a second that he was
crying. But Duo lifted his head with a big smile on his face and laughter
filled the room.
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The rest of the week went by pretty well, Heero had made up with
everyone. Duo and him were on a ‘more than good’ bases
with each other. And the braided boy was still constantly flirting
with Heero, not that he minded though.
No one talked about sending Heero to treatment centers after Heero
had explained to Duo that the only place he wanted to be was with
his friends. It was ‘almost’ perfect. The only downside
was that Heero’s dreams seemed to be getting worse. Some nights
he would wake up and feel so sick that he would have to run to the
bathroom to throw up. He was getting scared, he didn’t know
how much more he could take and not sleeping was not an option.
Duo had helped him through a lot of the nightmares. Quatre had moved
another bed into Heero’s room and Duo had taken it upon himself
to wake Heero up if his nightmares were getting too bad. He appreciated
the care, but he knew that Duo was losing a lot of sleep because of
him. It was guilt all over again.
Two weeks went by and it was time for Heero to return to the hospital
to get his stitches out. Duo had volunteered to take him, but he had
other plans awaiting him. Someone ‘mysteriously’ drugged
the braided boy and now he was sleeping softly back in his room. The
trip back into town would make the exhausted boy even more tired and
Heero wanted to give him some rest with out worrying him.
So here he was sitting next to Wufei, once again in the passenger
seat of the car. The ride was mostly silent since Wufei was not much
of a talker. But Heero unfortunately mentioned Wufei’s sword
collection and ended up having to listen to the seven different types
of blades and their origins.
An hour later they finally arrived at the hospital. Wufei parked
the car and was about to get out when Heero told him to stay and wait
for him. He would most likely just be sitting in the waiting room
while Heero was getting his stitches out anyway.
He made his way out of the car and up the ramp towards the hospital
door. The bright sunlight felt good after being cooped up in a car
and Heero stretched his shoulders and back while taking in the fresh
air. He was so absorbed in his thoughts that he didn’t even
notice the short man that suddenly stepped out of the hospital door.
They both ended up colliding sending papers sprawled onto the floor.
“Ah, gomen…” He looked at the doctor and recognized
him to be none other than, “Dr. Wood!” The short man looked
startled for a minute looking at Heero confused.
“Oh! Now I remember! How are you doing Mr. Yuy? Its been awhile
since I’ve seen you last.” He examined Heero quickly through
the glasses he was wearing. “You look good! I’m glad to
see you aren’t getting yourself into anymore trouble.”
“Aa.” Deciding to help the doctor, Heero bent down and
started picking up papers. One of them caught his eye, it was a bowling
league advertisement. Their logo was of a bowling ball with three
bowling pins behind it. The words “Champs Bowling” were
in bright yellow letters circling them. He stared at it for a moment
transfixed. ::Why does this seem familiar?::
His thoughts were interrupted by the doctor rambling on about something.
“Drat! I know it was here somewhere.” He was searching
through the papers desperately looking for something. “Oh great!
I probably left it on my desk.” He sighed and got up off of
the floor. Heero handed him the papers and watched him go back into
the hospital building.
An uneasy feeling came over him as he saw the man disappear around
a corner inside. ::Why cant I remember… this familiar feeling…
something important…:: He slowly made his way into the building
and turned the same corner as the doctor. The doctor was now at the
end of the hallway and Heero picked up his pace. Something inside
of him was telling him that he should follow the doctor. And so he
did.
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TBC
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