| I AM DUO? Rating: PG-13 Warnings: May contain mature subject matter. Feedback is always welcome Written by: SisterWine As the two gentlemen approached the admitting desk of the On Base Psychiatric Hospital, they remained oblivious to what was soon to be revealed. Following the first up to the desk, the second glanced about while the first stared forward at the nurse who was amidly talking to her friend on the phone. "Yea, I know. Isn't he cute? Oh, let me call you back, Shari. People are here." The nurse promptly hung up the phone and looked up into Prussian and Black eyes of her two passive guests. "Hi, may I help you?" She smild at the two emotionless guests. The Japanese man stepped closer to the desk and said in a low but firm voice, "I am Doctor Hin, and this is my assisstant, Doctor Cort. We are doing research for a new medical funding group. I was wondering if we may have a look around and ask a few doctors their opinions on some new techniques." "Medical funding group? Oh, yes. I see someone called this morning for the tour. Right this way and I will show you around." At her right was an automatic door with a tiny square window high in the door. She pushed a button on her desk and then ushered the two men through the door. "Right this way, doctors." Walking down a nearly empty corridor, both men glanced into the room on either side of them. They were stopped, occasionally, and shown several patients' rooms. The nurse gave brief histories of the numerous patients before coming to the end of the hall and stopping in front of a closed and locked door. Stepping aside and taking a syringe from the cart that sat beside the door, she let the men peer inside briefly, before unlcoking the door and opening it. The occupant lay on a flat bed withhis blanket pushed down to the end of the bed. He stared up at the ceiling and hummed slightly to himself as if he were trying to speak words, but none came out. His hnds played with the end of his long braid that had been pulled around to the front for him to carress. He gave no notice of the three beings who walked inside his room, or what the nurse was about to do. He knew that she was sitting on the side of his bed and had gently pulled an arm from his braid to inject him with something. What, he didn't know. But then again, he didn't care. She injected the syringe into a bottle of clear liquid and filled the syringe halfway with the contents. "This is Mister Maxwell. He has only been with us for a short time, but it seems he has always been here." She then injected the dazed and limp man with the contents the syringe held. Cort and Hin looked at each other in satisfaction. He was there. Sally had been right. But, how to get him out of this place was the question. Their gazes fell on the now blanketed and sleeping figure that was their long lost firend. Parts of his hair was hanging out of his once strong and perfect braid. His eyes, when open, stared aimlessly at the ceiling. His body lie straight and limp on the flat bed, with only a thin blanket to cover him. The only other piece of furniture in the room, was a small, black cushioned chair. The window to his right had bars on the outside of it and was covered by thin white curtains. "What is wrong with him?" The black-eyed assisstant spoke up, breaking the silence. The nurse looked at the sleeping patient and then at the two men. "He's been here for a few years. Records show him as being in traumatic shock. No family, no friends, not even acquaintances. Each doctor that has looked at him say that it is something that happened in the war ten years ago. The funny thing is, he checked himself in, and he seemed fine. That was about four years ago. I wish he would come out of this. He is so young to have this much trauma involved." As they finished their tour and headed back to the entrance, Hin thanked the nurse for her time and then turned to his assisstant and ushered him to the door. Walking past the automatic door, the black- eyed man turned to his friend and said with a low voice, "Are you sure you want him out of there? Sally did say she didn't know how bad he was. That told me all I wanted to know." The Japanese man stopped and turned to his friend. "It took me 8 years to find Duo. Now that I have found him, I will not let him wither away in that room when I know he is stronger than those medicines. I looked cosely into his eyes and saw the old Duo waiting to come back. Trowa and Quatre said they'd help. Will you? If not, I will do this without you." Turning, he walked briskly to the car, nonchalant of his friend that sighed and followed. ******************* Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing or anything of theirs. Heero, Trowa, Sally, Duo, Wufei and Quatre are all owned by Sotsu and Sunrise. The others Characters are mine. No money involved, so please do not sue me. |