Duo was angry was an understatement. But watching his enemy melt in
his hand was enough to reduce his anger. He was so surprised that he
stood still, staring at floor where Anne's clothes lay. What the hell
had happened?!
"Hmph.." At hearing the muffled voice, Duo turned his head slightly
and saw Heero. His surprise was forgotten as he acknowledged Heero's
condition. The Japanese boy was gagged and cuffed. His gown was a mess
and there are some tiny trails of blood on his pale body.
"Heero!" Duo quickly knelt down and removed the gag and the cuffs. He
then scooped up his Japanese lover and deposited him back onto the
bed. Sitting down on the edge of the bed, Duo looked at Heero up and
down worriedly, mixed with anger. "What did that bitch do to you?" He
gritted out the words as he saw Heero's blue stomach.
"Needles." Heero said as he rolled to lie on his side. It was too
painful to lie on his back with his bottom throbbed painfully. "On my
left arm, bottom, and chest..."
Duo let out a stream of curses as he retrieved the medical box below
the bed. He then cleaned Heero's wound and put the healing salve on
them. Heero lay still, feeling the tension in his body slowly melt as
Duo's calloused but gentle fingers caressed his body. He waited till
Duo finished tending his wounds, helped him put a new gown on and
pulled the blanket over him. When the braided boy was about to move to
sit on the chair, Heero seized Duo's hand and entwined their fingers,
indicating Duo he wanted Duo to stay where he was. The braided boy
complied and leaned against the headboard. There were a few minutes of
silence before Duo felt a squeeze on their entwined hands and looked
down at Heero's asking eyes. "Anne?"
"I didn't do anything to that bitch." Duo growled, mixed with
confusion. "I wish I did, but I didn't get the chance. She just....
melted... "
"Ordinary humans can't just melt." Heero frowned. His head still
throbbed, courtesy of Anne, making it a little difficult for him to
concentrate.
"I don't have a better explanation. One second I was strangling her
and the next second she melted and then evaporated." Duo glanced at
the clothes on the floor. "Those are her clothes on your floor."
"I don't believe she came here just to take her anger out on me. As a
spy, she knows better not to mess up with Gundam pilots, but yet she
did it. There has to be some strong reason behind her actions." Heero
frowned deeper. "She said she wasn't allowed to kill me..... "
"She was ordered by someone else then." Duo concluded.
Heero nodded. "I believe Anne tortured me by her own will. This
someone must have ordered her to do something else."
"Why do you think Anne tortured you by her own will?" Duo frowned.
"She enjoyed my pain."
Heero's answer only made Duo curse once again. Blinded by his anger,
his hand unconsciously tightened on Heero's, causing the Japanese boy
to wince.
"You're hurting my hand, Duo."
Duo was startled and quickly lessened his grip. "Gomen, koi." He bowed
his head dejectedly while trying to calm his anger. A few minutes
passed in silence again before Duo lifted his head. Some of the anger
had calmed down but the heated fire was still blazing in those violet
orbs. "So except torturing you, what do you think Anne's real purpose
to come here tonight?
Heero thought for a moment. "Something that she couldn't wait to do it
tomorrow. Something that she knew well and we're involved in....."
"The microfilm!" They stated in unison. Duo quickly searched his
pocket and cursed loudly when he found it wasn't there.
"Search her clothes, Duo."
The braided boy scrambled off the bed and was about to grab the
clothes when his trained ears heard a silencer was fired. Duo's body
moved on instinct and rolled, but it was not fast enough and the
bullet grazed the side of his head. Duo cried out in pain and slumped
onto the floor, unconscious.
"Duo!" Heero was startled. He quickly sat up, ignoring his protesting
muscles, while his hand slipped beneath his pillow, searching for his
gun.
"Don't move, Yuy or I'll kill your lover."
Heero froze. He recognized the voice too well. Disbelief, he turned
his head to where the voice came near his opened window and saw
someone perch on it. A girl, to be precise. She was holding a gun with
silencer and pointed it to Duo. Although it was dark and the moon was
hidden beyond the clouds, Heero didn't need to see the girl's face to
identify her. Her voice alone had been enough and it was the last
piece to complete the puzzle in his head.
"It's you." Heero said, increasing his voice like a girl's. "You're
the mind master of the stunts Anne did."
"Correct." Ryoko smiled coldly and stood up, walking closer toward
unconscious Duo. "Don't try anything funny with me. I'm not like Anne.
A slight movement from you will result the death of your lover."
"Who are you really?"
"An OZ spy. Mario and Anne were my subordinates."
"Nani? Mario too?" Heero was startled and ran his eyes around to find
the boy.
"Don't bother. Mario was a spy, yes. But that dumb boy became useless
once you came. He used his hormones rather than his head and ruined my
plan." Ryoko scoffed. "He was useless so I killed him. Stupid boy."
Heero's eyes widened but he kept his face neutral. His soldier side
had kicked in once he learned how dangerous the situation was. He was
really worried about Duo's condition but he could see the slightly
rise on Duo's chest, indicating he was still alive. Assuring himself
that Duo was all right, he kept silent while Ryoko started ranting,
just like she liked to do in the class. The girl ranted how she found
out that Anne was a double agent and how she threatened her to get the
microfilm back.
"I should have known I couldn't depend on that girl to retrieve the
microfilm." Ryoko finished her ranting.
"Why did you forbid her to kill me?" Heero asked calmly.
"Because I want you to join us." Ryoko looked at him sharply. "The
offer still stands if you want."
"Why do you want me to join you? Why not Duo?"
Ryoko smirked. "I'll tell you why. You're a trained Gundam pilot. I
have watched you long enough to know you're smart and very good in
fighting, not like your rascal boyfriend. You're too good for a stupid
boy like him."
"He isn't stupid." Heero stated flatly.
Ryoko smirked. "But you're smarter than him. With a little smile, you
have him in your hand and you can make him do whatever you want.
That's a girl's greatest weapon. And that's the main reason why I want
you to join us. You're a great girl, just like my mentor, Lady Une."
At Ryoko's last sentence, Heero tried to keep his expression neutral
outside while he blanched inside. His mind thought fast while he tried
to get the equation 'Lady Une equals to Heero Yuy' out of his mind.
"Is that why you're so kind to me?"
"Why else? To tell the truth, I admire you. You don't have to speak a
lot or do something to get the boys' attention. It's your natural
talent."
"So you only want me because I'm a girl?"
"That's right. I believe you can control a pack of male soldiers just
with your smile." Ryoko said confidently. "You won't get disappointed
if you join us. OZ will take care all of your needs....."
"What if I'm not a girl?" Heero cut in. This time he spoke with his
usual voice. Slightly Nasal and low.
"Huh?" Ryoko was startled.
Heero ripped his front gown and revealed his flat chest. Ryoko stared
in disbelief and that was all Heero needed to withdraw the gun beneath
his pillow, equipped with silencer so its sound wouldn't wake the
dormitory's residents, and fired twice.
Ryoko cried out and slumped onto the floor, clutching her bloodied
hand. Her gun was thrown a few feet away and her right leg was also
bleeding from Heero's second shoot. "So…so stupid.." She hissed at
Heero who was sitting straight on the bed and pointing his gun at her.
Her eyes looked down at Heero's chest before looking up at his face,
glaring furiously. "You're ... really a boy."
"Yes, I am. Yuy Hirosue is only my disguise." Heero stated flatly.
"So all your behaviors with Maxwell are merely an act? I don't believe
it."
"Not really." Heero tilted his head a little. "At first, it was an
act, but you, Anne, and Mario had a big share in making it into a real
act."
"So we have helped a gay couple in finding their love." Ryoko
chuckled in sarcasm. "So... stupid..."
Heero's face turned sad for a moment before his expressionless
expression covered it. "I was really happy to have you as my friend,
Ryoko. I liked you. You were my first female friend who cared for me
so much. I had hoped that once the war was over I could come to you
and befriend with you once again."
Ryoko stopped chuckling and was silent for some seconds. "Is that way
you didn't shoot me to death? Because you think me as your friend?"
"Part of it."
"What's the other reason then?" Ryoko looked at him sharply.
"You have information about OZ." Heero spoke flatly.
Ryoko looked long at him before chuckling once more. "Just like I
thought. You're very good as a soldier. Well, I'll act as a soldier
too, then. It's a shame since I want to use this for your boyfriend"
Before Heero had a chance to react, Ryoko swallowed a tablet she held
in her hand.
"What the hell did you do?" Heero growled angrily, cursing himself for
not shooting Ryoko right away and not shooting her at the moment as
well. His feelings told him to wait and somehow he complied.
"What a spy must do when they're caught." Ryoko chuckled. "Self
destruct."
"Nani!?" Heero jumped off the bed. His mind screamed him to throw
Ryoko out of the room before whatever she swallowed took effect but
his body protested loudly at his movement. He lost balance and fell
onto the floor, bottom first. Pain speared through him as his wounded
flesh made contact with the hard surface. Heero stifled his cry and
hissed instead, rolling to his side to ease the pressure on his
bottom.
"It looks like Anne has tortured you quite good, huh?"
"I can handle it." Heero gritted his teeth and glared at the girl who
was lying a few feet from him. He stood up as quickly as he could and
approached Ryoko.
"What are you doing?" Ryoko asked in surprised as Heero hoisted her up
and hugged the girl, ignoring the pain that shot on his wounded chest
from the impact of the girl's body against it.
"I'm going to throw you out of the window, what else." Heero growled.
"I don't have enough strength yet to lift you up so I'll have to
settle with this." He started dragging the girl in his arms. It was
quite difficult since Ryoko was as tall as him.
"So you're afraid that I'll take you with me, huh? Are you so afraid
of dying?" Ryoko turned her head to him and sneered.
"I'm not. I'll jump out of the window with you if I must, but I won't
let you take Duo as well." Heero growled and dragged her closer to the
window.
Ryoko became silent and Heero used that chance to drag her till they
reached the window. He was about to push Ryoko out of the window when
the girl spoke up suddenly. "You love him that much?"
"You said I have him in my hand. That's true but he also has me in his
hand. I'll do anything for him." Heero answered coldly and proceeded
to push the girl. But to his surprise, the wounded girl leant forward
and kissed him. He was more surprised when he felt the girl's body
became jelly.
"Siawase ne, tomodachi." A gentle whisper near his ear and then Ryoko
was gone, evaporating into air. Heero stood there in disbelief,
staring at the clothes in his arms that once belonged to a girl named
Ryoko.
"Ryoko...." Heero choked out the name and knelt down, clutching the
clothes tightly to his chest and mourning for the death of his friend.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Duo was typing on the laptop while his eyes sometimes glanced down on
his lover which was lying next to him.
He had awakened to the sight of Heero tending his head and asked him
what had happened. Heero told him everything while finishing the
bandage then he carried Heero to the bed and retrieved the microfilm
from Anne's clothes. He noticed how tired the Japanese boy was and
when Heero wanted to send Quatre a message and modify the student
database for Mario, Anne and Ryoko, Duo took over the job and sternly
told the Japanese boy to rest on the bed.
Finally finished writing the message, Duo clicked the 'send' button
and then shut down the laptop. He then looked down at the Japanese boy
lying on his side. "I have changed the database and asked Quatre to
take the microfilm as soon as possible."
"Good." Heero murmured. "Let's get some sleep then."
"Okay." Duo put the laptop on the nightstand and lowered himself onto
the bed slowly, being careful with his bandaged head. Heero snuggled
to him, as if searching for his comfort and Duo welcomed him, taking
the Japanese boy into his arms. Silence followed for the next minutes
and when Duo thought Heero had fallen asleep, the Japanese boy spoke
up.
"I hate war."
"Me too." Duo stroke Heero's messy hair.
"I'll end this war."
"We will, koi." He kissed Heero's forehead and hugged him tighter.
"But you have to get well first."
"You too."
"Yeah....... go to sleep now, Heero..."
"Aa...." Heero kissed Duo's chest where his heart was and whispered.
"Aishiteru..."
Duo smiled. "Love you too."
Thus they fell asleep, safe in each other's arms. When they woke up
later, a new morning would begin for both of them.
OWA.... *gets thwapped by sore bottomed Hee-chan* ... okay okay, I'll
write some sappy scenes for you before I end this fic.
Duo: and a lemon! *grins and eyes his lovely fuckable Hee-chan*
Akuma: and a lemon. *nods in agreement*
Hee-chan: omae o korosu!
Akuma: eeeeeeppppppppp
TBC...