Disclaimers: Gundam Wing is not mine, nor do I claim to own it. It belongs to
Sunrise/Sotsu and Bandai. This fic is for entertainment purposes only. Adult Content is
protrayed within. If you're underage or not allowed to read, do not. This is your
Warnings: Langauge, Angst, Lemon?,Yaoi
Pairings:3+4, will lead to 1X2X1, ??
Notes: Minna-san, this fic was inspired by the most wonderful fanart godess,
Fablespinner~D~. All credit goes to her for drawing such a damn good hentai pic. After
looking the idea just kinda hit me, and the muses took over from there.
~~~*~~~ dream beginning/ending
The Weather Outside is Frightful
The autumn breezed ruffled the brown locks of hair, deep blue eyes stared at the country back-road. Eyes filled with a hint of sadness, longing, shifted to look at the pillows of clouds in the sky. Three long agonizing weeks he hadn't seen the other half of his heart. His current safe-house came into view, his very empty and lonely prison.
Heero opened the door and entered the small house. He sighed and sat on the single piece of furniture, a sofa.
//You were suppose to contact me last week. Where are you?//
He looked around the barren place once more before getting up and walking to the kitchen, where his laptop was. He noticed there was nothing new. "Damn."
Heero trudged back to the living room, eyeing the small television cautiously. Finally he turned it on and went back to sitting on the sofa.
"Reduced to watching television" the tired teen scoffed. The current show was interrupted by a special report, which caught Heero's attention. He watched as the cocky Oz officer bragged about having captured one of the gundam pilots. The Wing pilot growled in his throat, only to be stopped short as they showed footage of the capture.
The scene played on, Deathscythe surrounded by Oz's suits. Heero's eyes widened as the pristine black gundam took barrages of hits from the numerous suits. He screamed in his mind as Duo tried to fight back, only for Death to collapse on the ground in a heap of charred and broken metal.
~That was actual footage of the Gundam's capture that happened last week. We still have the prisoner, although it doesn't look like he will live much longer from the injuries sustained~
"The subject is still with them, it doesn't look good. Massive injuries. He may not live."
"Then he isn't the one. Carry out the remainder of phase 2, and prepare phase three just in case."
The subordinate bowed, "Yes sir."
"Will you perish like the rest of them?" the dark figured asked.
Trowa's fingers flew over the keys, face set in grim determination. Quatre and him had seen the broadcast, and he was hacking into Oz's mainframe in hopes of locating Duo.
"He has to Trowa. Duo can't....he just can't die..."
"We'll find him. Try and get a hold of Wufei and Heero."
~doesn't look like he'll live much longer~
Trowa closed his eyes, fighting the tears. He couldn't lose his friend, another member of his family. "Wait for us..onegai" He continued his search, doubling his efforts.
Quatre ran to his room after sending a message to both Heero and Wufei. The small empath collapsed on his bed, shaking. He could barely feel Duo through all the pain, his gasps were muffled by the pillow as he tried to ease the intense pain. "Duo..."
A man opened the door to the cell, in the corner laid the battered form of a young boy. He walked into the cell, and towards the unmoving form. "They went too far." He knelt next to Duo, feeling for a pulse. A pained whimper left the boy's lips. "I'm sorry."
The strange man set down the medical kit and opened it. "Don't worry, I'll make sure you make it." Slowly and carefully he looked over the boy's injuries. After checking the damage he began to do what he could. Duo began to whimper and squirm, afraid of more pain.
"Ssshh. Relax, I'm going to give you a shot."
One violet eye opened, dulled with pain and weariness. Duo tried to concentrate on the figure that was helping him, but his mind was too fuzzy. "...ank...ou...."
He smiled down at Duo, he knew he was contradicting the orders of phase 2 but didn't care. He got up and walked over to the small sink, wetting a cloth. He returned to his patient's side and careful began to wipe away the dried blood. "I wish I could do more for you, but I can't. Your friends should be here soon, wait for them. Wait for Him....he'll save you."
Quickly he cleaned the gash on Duo's forehead. After he was done, he lifted Duo's head gently and placed a bottle of water, he pulled from the kit, to the boy's lips. Duo drank the water, careful not to choke on the cool liquid.
"I have to go, be strong and survive for him. He needs you." he said before picking Duo up and gently placing him on the small bed. With a final look the man, dressed
in an Oz uniform, walked out of the cell and disappeared down the hall.
Duo's eyes slid shut once again, darkness of sleep claiming him once again. The man's words played in his hazy mind. ~ He needs you~.
Trowa held his small lover closely, he knew Quatre could feel Duo's pain. He only wished he could help ease that pain. He looked out the plane's window, watching the clouds fly by. They were on their way to met up with Wufei and Heero, together they would rescue Duo. Trowa looked down at the fitfully sleeping blonde, he gentle ran his hands through the soft hair.
"Don't leave us Duo..."
The jeep raced down the road, Mercury dashing from Olympus. Heero's eyes were pain-filled as he prayed to whomever was listening. "Don't leave me koi, please
don't" A lone teardrop fell from his eye, searing down his cheek.
//I need you//