Crying To The Walls
part 9
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PART NINE
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“Have yourselves a
merry little Christmas...”
Duo sighed, parking
his car next to a shabby-looking building.
“Let your hearts be
light...”
He ran a hand through
his hair, and turned to glare down at the car radio.
“Soon and all our
troubles will be out of sight...”
He snorted and rolled
his eyes, killing the engine. He quickly got out of the car, slamming the door
behind him. He took a deep breath, looking up at the building in front of him.
His eyes narrowed,
watching the living room window of the top floor.
Growling, he stalked
towards the building.
He climbed up to the
top floor, his paces fast and angry. A determined look was on his face, his
violet eyes flaring with barely suppressed anger.
He had been sitting
alone at home, listening to agonizingly happy Christmas songs, and all he could
do was stare at the air, brooding. He sat alone in the dark kitchen, his TV
dinner in front of him, and all he could do was stare at the chair in front of
him.
An empty chair.
Heero’s chair.
Old ghosts of distant
images kept playing before his eyes. Images of a younger and happier Heero,
sitting in front of him, opening his first Christmas present. He smiled as he
remembered the awe and anticipation in those baby-blue eyes. And that sweet and
happy little smile, as he lifted his gift up in the air, chuckling at the sight
of a small and furry teddy bear.
And then, suddenly, he
had this unressistable urge to see Heero. He knew he had to see him NOW, or
he’ll kill himself. He felt this hot demonic fire burning inside of him, urging
him to act. Act and see Heero. He had to see Heero!
He ran up the stairs
as fast as he could, and then pounded at Johnson’s door. He didn’t care that
the next dneigneighbor, an elderly woman, peeked from behind her door, glaring.
He didn’t care that it was late at night and that all were asleep. He didn’t
care. All he wanted was to see Heero.
He heard the lock
click open, and his whole body tensed. He straightened up, focusing his glare
at the door.
Here goes nothing.
He could tell just by
the way the lock and door were slowly opened, that the person behind the door
was tired. The movements were agonizingly slow, making Duo impatient. He began
tapping his foot on the floor.
The last CLICK! of a
chain was heard, and the door slowly opened.
Duo’s foot came still.
He looked up at the
person in front of him, eyes wide with awe.
“Hee-Heero?!?!”
Duo couldn’t believe
what he was seeing. Standing before him, iinatinated by a weak and dim light,
was Heero. He was wearing a light blue kimono, which reached just a few
centimeters below his groin. His smooth chest was peeking from behind the
shabby fabric; the whole piece of clothing looking like it was about to fall
off. His face was pale and haggard, his hair messy from sleep.
Duo swallowed and
forced himself to believe that it was indeed Heero Yuy he was looking upon.
After opening the
door, the Japanese boy rubbed his eyes tiredly. He then looked up, to look at
the one who had awakened him so brutally. He gasped as he realized that it was
Duo.
“D-Duo! You’re...
you’re here!” He called, completely surprised.
Duo forced himself to
smile weakly. Heero’s enthusiasm came unexpected. “Yeah. I am.” He answered
quietly.
Heero looked around,
and then peeked behind his shoulder. He bit his lower lip, looking deep in
thought. For a moment, Duo thought that he was going to kick him out, but then
the boy turned back to face him, smiling.
“C-come in!” Heero
offered, opening the door wide. He sent another nervous glance at the direction
of the bedroom, and then turned back to Duo. “Just, um... keep quiet, okay?
Johnson had a really hard day...”
Duo swallowed,
suddenly regretting coming there. “Um, maybe I should leave. It was wrong of me
to come this late...” He mumbled, preparing to leave.
Heero’s hand stopped
him.
“No!” The boy called
out fearfully, grabbing Duo by his wrist. He looked up at the braided boy, eyes
shimmering with plea. “Stay... please? I’ll make you that tea you like, ne?
I’ll... just stay, okay? Just a little while...”
Duo fought the urge to
yank Heero into his arms and never let go. He took a deep breath, trying to
fight down the tears that threatened to come. The sight of Heero’s tearful eyes
could make the coldest and hardest heart melt and cave. He didn’t have the
heart to resist the boy’s request.
“All right, but just
for a little while. I don’t want to be a bother.”
“Oh! You’re not!
You’re not!” Heero hurried to assure him, guiding him into the semi-dark
apartment. “I’ll... I’ll fix you a drink, ne? You like that, right?”
Duo sighed, his eyes
studying the small apartment. He turned back to Heero. “I dunno, Heero. You
look pretty tired, maybe I should leave...”
“N-no... please stay...
talk to me... just a little while, ne? I’ll... please?” Heero begged, clutching
Duo’s hand like a lifeline. He looked up at the taller boy, eyes pleading.
Duo thought he was
about to drown once he looked into those deep blue oceans. He raised his hand
up, wanting to caress the delicate features, but held himself back. Heero was
with Johnson. He had to keep that in mind.
Sighing, he pulled
away from Heero’s hold. “All right, Heero. I’ll stay.”
Heero smiled happily,
nearly jumping up in excitement. “I’ll just go get dressed, and then I’ll make
you a drink! Just wait a minute and I’ll be right back, kay?” He asked sweetly,
running to the hallway. He stopped at the entrance, whirling around to face hisest,est, his face beaming. “Just sit down, I’ll be right back!” He whispered, and
then ran towards the bedroom.
Duo couldn’t help but
to smile back at the boy’s excitement. It was very endearing. Maybe Heero had
missed him after all...
*
* *
Heero walked quietly
into the bedroom, opening the door silently. He tiptoed towards the closet,
trying his best to keep silent, not wanting to wake the figure on the bed. He
kept his eyes on Johnson’s large form, sprawled on the bed, his naked body
curled up within thin sheets.
He swallowed hard, and
bent down to pick up some clothes off the floor, his eyes on Johnson all along.
His hands were trembling with excitement, so he dropped the clothes at first.
Cursing himself silently, he bent down to pick them up.
On the bed, Johnson
stirred.
Heero smiled to
himself, undressing quickly. He hurried to put on a ragged tank top and a pair
of shorts, his whole body tickling with excitement. Duo was here. Duo came to
visit him. Duo wanted to talk to him. Duo wasn’t mad at him...
This was his chance.
His REAL chance to prove to Duo how much he had changed. He will show Duo what
a good lover he could be. Heero smiled, running a hand through his messy hair.
Duo will surely have him back then. He surely would...
“What are you doing?!”
Heero gasped, his eyes
widening. He slowly turned around, looking at the bed fearfully. Johnson was
now sitting on it, glaring at Heero.
“N-nothing...” Heero
whispered, voice shaking.
“Then what are you
doing up?!” The man demanded harshly, eyeing the boy with angry eyes.
Heero swallowed,
fidgeting in his spot. “I... there’s... there’s nothing wrong... go back to
sleep...” He explained, voice weak and feminine. He offered the man a sad
little smile, wanting to assure him that he was speaking the truth. “I just
couldn’t sleep... that’s all.”
“I heard a knock on
the door.” The man stated, making Heero flinch. His eyes narrowed in anger.
“Who’s here?!”
Again Heero swallowed,
staggering a few steps back. “N-no one... no one’s here...” He whispered
feebly, voice trembling. “Johnny, just go back to sleep...”
“I HEARD SOMEONE COME
HERE!” The man roared, jumping off the bed. “WHO! IS! HERE! HURE?!?!?”
A few things fell off
the desk as Heero staggered back, colliding with it. He looked up at his
furious boyfriend, tears running down his pale cheeks. His lower lip was
trembling, as he fought down the urge to cry. “J-Johnny...”
*
* *
Duo sighed, looking
around the apartment. His hand was in his pocket, playing with his car keys. He
stared out the window, watching the city lights sparkle in the death of the night.
What the hell was he
doing here? What on L2 made him drop by, in the middle of the night, with
nothing planned but seeing Heero? What business did he have here? He had
nothing special to say... Should he tell Heero that he and Hitomi were
finished? Should he tell Heero how silent and empty the apartment is without
him? How cold the bed is... how hollow his life is...
What was he doing
there? What was he hoping to accomplish?
The sound of something
crashing against the floor, made the braided boy look up, senses alert. He
whirled around, facing the hallway, his eyes narrowing.
Again something
crashed and fell, followed by a silent cry of pain.
Not wasting a
heartbeat more, Duo ran towards the bedroom. “HEERO!” He called, voice
panicked. “Heero!”
He was ready to break
the door open, but then it opened.
Johnson stepped out of
the bedroom, blocking Duo’s way.
The braided boy nearly
collided into the large obstacle, and came to quick stop, glaring at the large
man. “I want to see Heero!”
Johnson smirked, looking
down at the boy in disgust. “Well, too bad. Heero’s busy right now. He can’t
see you.”
“Bullshit! I just
talked to him! Let me see him!” Duo burst, trying to push the man aside.
But he was immediately
pushed against the opposite wall. He glared up at the man, violet eyes
sparkling with hatful fire. “I. Want. To. See. Heero!”
“He doesn’t want to
see you right now.” The man snarled, approaching Duo with intimidating steps.
He glared down at the braided boy, smirking.
“Don’t fuck with me!
HEERO!!!!” Duo shouted, pushing himself off the wall, stomping towards the
bedroom.
Johnson’s hand stopped
him, grabbing his wrist tightly. “Where do you think you’re going, brat!?”
“Let! Go!” Duo pulled
his hand away from the man’s grip.
“What gives YOU the
right to BURST into OUR home, in the middle of the FUCKING night, bursting into
OUR bedroom, and YELLING LIKE AN ASSHOLE!?”
The two just glared at
each other for a few moments, a tense and heavy silence between them.
“HEEROOOOO!!!!” Duo
finally yelled, making a run for the bedroom door.
But Johnson was
quicker. He hurried to block his way, shielding the door with his body.
“Let me through! I
want to know if he’s okay!” Duo shouted, punching the wall.
“He’s fine!”
“I don’t believe you!” Johnson snorted and Silence hung in the Suddenly, a small He could hear Heero Duo’s eyes narrowed. “Just... just leave... Duo sighed and closed Johnson just kept Duo didn’t bother with In the bedroom, lying He had been a VERY * Duo sighed heavily, Over the past few But last night... Duo All he needed was a Taking a deep breath, “Section six main “Fritz Johnson “One moment, please.” The minute the woman That was more than Gathering his things, * He broke the record in “Heero! Heero! It’s But there was no “HEEEEERRRRROOOOO!!!!! Still no answer. He was getting “Heero...” He Silence was his only Duo sighed deeply, The silence remained, “Heero?” Duo looked up “He won’t be answering “He didn’t feed Lucky “Lucky?” Duo asked, blinking “She’s this street dog Duo’s eyes widened. The lady just bowed That did it. Duo whirled back to The old lady blinked Duo ran into the He stopped in the But besides of being a Whimpering in And gasped. Lying on the kitchen Duo took a shaky step The boy’s face was The rest of his body Duo had to force He swallowed, reaching He held his breath until Tears filled Duo’s “I’m so sorry, Heero... * The ER’s doors burst “Help! I need help! “CALL DOCTOR FRAZIER!” “Please, help him...” “What’s his status?” A “I dunno. He won’t “Did he cough out “Yes.” Duo breathed, “Prep a CT scan and an Duo ran beside them, “It’s hard to tell Two doors swung open “Tell Carter we’re “Have a CAT scan “Carter isn’t here “Then get him here!” The doors closed, swinging “Heero...” * “Silent night... Holy Duo took a shaky step “All is calm... All is He walked slowly down He then did what he Duo Maxwell went down “Silent night... Holy * TICK. TACK. TICK... TACK... TICK. . . TACK. . . The clock in the “Excuse me!” He called But the nurse just He couldn’t stand it “DAMN IT! DAMN IT! But the halls were Duo sighed, slumping He took a quick look * Beep... Beep... “He’s slipping!” “Give him another BEEEEEEEEEEEEP! “FLATLINE!” “DAMMIT! Not again! “Clear!” BAM! “Still nothing!” Duo walked carefully “CLEAR!” BAM! Duo stopped at the “Still nothing!” “Damn it! Bring it up “But--“ “Just do it!” Duo swallowed, trying “CLEAR!” BAM! BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP! This time, he managed “CLEAR!” “It’s no use! He’s--“ “CLEAR!” “CARTER! THERE’S NO BAM! Slim white fingers Duo’s eyes widened even BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP! “CLEAR!” “CARTER!” BAM! The thin body jerked BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP! “CLEAR!” “GOD DAMN IT! HE’S BAM! Tears flooded Duo’s BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP! “That’s enough! He’s 10.0pt;font-fa:Ver:Verdana;mso-bidi-font-family:Verdana'>“CLEAR!” BAM! The slim body jumped Silence fell, and the Moments ticked by. Time seemed to slow And all Duo could hear “Time of death, nine Duo’s eyes closed “Wrap him up, we’ll His hands closed into “We did all we could, “Yeah, but there’s
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rolled his eyes. “Fine!” He spat, turning his head back to face the closed
door. “Hure! Tell your stupid friend that you’re all right!” He turned back to
glare down at Duo. “So he can FINALLY leave...”
air, as Duo looked anxiously at the door, waiting breathlessly for the answer.
whimper was heard, and Duo tensed, straining his ears.
take a deep breath, before finally speaking. “...Duo...” His voice was
wavering, as if he was crying. “...I’m... I’m fine...”
leave us alone...” The boy whispered brokenly, his voice weak and shaky.
“Just... just leave...”
his eyes sadly. He let his hand drop down, from where he was leaning against
the wall, and his shoulders slumped.
smirking, looking down at the dejected boy. “I gather you know your way to the
door?” He snarled, voice mocking.
an answer, and slowly, heavily, walked away.
curled up on the floor, Heero reached two shaking hands to wipe his tears away.
He looked up as he heard the door open, his heart clenching painfully at the
sight of Johnson’s angry eyes.
disobedient lover... Duo was probably NOT impressed...
* *
pillowing his head in his arms. He was leaning on his desk, back in his
Preventer’s office, too depressed and worried to work. He had TONS of paper
work waiting to be done, but he had nor the will or mental strength to do it.
All he could think of was Heero. Something looked very wrong last night.
Heero’s voice sounded wrong, like he was crying. The whole situation was not to
his liking.
months, he had learned the true face of Johnson. He realized what a bastard the
man was, but he assumed that at least with Heero, he was okay. After all, why
would Heero stay with him for so long? Heero was very well capable to take care
of himself, and it seemed strange that he would stay with Johnson if he wasn’t
happy.
realized that Heero was not happy. He was afraid. He had never heard Heero
sound so frightened. Something was wrong, and he was going to find out what.
chance.
Duo lifted his head and reached a hand to pick up the phone. He dialed.
office. How may I direct your call?”
pleases.” Duo as try trying not to sound disgusted.
confirmed the transfer, Duo hung up the phone. So Johnson was at work... He
looked at his watch, seeing that he had about three hours before the end of the
work day.
enough time.
Duo hurried to get out of the office.
* *
driving downtown from the office. He parked the car in front of Johnson’s
building, tires screeching. He rushed out of the car, slamming the door behind
him. He ran up to the top floor, reaching Johnson’s door completely out of
breath. He pounded on it as hard as he could, panting.
me! Open the door! Please! Heero!!!!” He yelled and coughed, out of air.
answer.
OPEN UP! PLEASE!” Headedaded, throwing his fists against the door. “It’s me!
Duo! Open the door! Please!”
desperate.
whispered, his fists sliding down the wooden door, his arms dropping lifelessly
to his side. He leaned his head against the door, closing his eyes, squeezing
out the tears. “Heero... I’m sorry I’ve been such a jerk...” He cried, his
palms clutching into fists. “Just open the door so we can talk... please? I
won’t be long... I just... I just want to make sure that you’re all right.” He
took a deep breath, and looked up at the door. “Please?”
answer.
pushing himself away from the door. He looked up at the wooden barrier, eyes
shimmering in desperation. “Heero... I... I miss you...” Tears filled his
amethyst eyes, and he sniffled, looking at the door pleadingly. “I... I wanted
to tell you that last night... I...” He took a deep breath, trying to regain
his composer. “I want you back.”
unchanging.
at he door, miserable. “Heero, please, open the door. Talk to me...”
you anytime soon.” A voice came from behind, and Duo flinched, startled. He
turned around, seeing an old lady peeking out of her apartment door. He
frowned.
today. He sometimes disappears like that.”
in confusion.
he sometimes takes care of. Ch! If the asshole lets him, that is.” The
woman sighed sorrowfully. “Poor boy, he wants to give so much, but that bastard
won’t let him out of the house! I heard some pretty serious yelling last night!
That jerk ALWAYS wakes me up with his stupid shouting!”
“Shouting!?”
her head, shaking it sorrowfully. “Poor boy...”
face the door, his face determined. Anger flashed in his eyes as he charged at
the door, hitting it with all his might.
in awe as the door collapsed down to the floor with a loud BANG! sending dust
particles up in the air.
silent apartment, fast as a streaking bulleted.
middle on the living room, looking around. He checked the living room, but
found no sign of Heero. He ran to the bedroom, nearly crashing into the wall as
he turned to enter the small room.
horrid mess, the room was empty.
frustration, Duo whirled around, running around the room, searching. He then
ran out of the bedroom, and checked the bathroom, and the living room again. He
noticed that the living room was in a state of total chaos as well, but
otherwise empty. He ran to the kitchen.
floor, surrounded by shatters of broken glass, water and blood, was Heero. He
was still wearing the blue kimono, the fabric torn and stained with blood. The
robe was wide open, exposing the boy’s slender form. Bruised and battered
slender form.
forward, heart beating frantically. His eyes were large and stunned, looking at
Heero in fear and shock.
covered with purple and blue bruises, dry blood covering his pale cheeks and
temples. His messy bangs stuck to his forehead, sticky with dry blood. He had
two black eyes, swollen and bloody. His lips were cracked and bleeding, bruised
and scratched all over.
was no better.
himself to breathe, falling down to his knees, right next to Heero. Face numb
with shock, he ran his eyes up and down Heero’s unconscious form, unable to
believe that only a few hours ago, this beautiful boy was smiling at him.
down a shaking hand to touch Heero’s forehead. He brushed aside a few sticky
bangs of hair, petting the boy gently. His fingers slowly trailed down to the
slender and white neck, shakily searching for a pulse.
he found it, faint and unsteady.
eyes, and spilled down to the floor, mixing with Heero’s blood. He closed his
eyes, his fists clutching Heero’s clothes, and he bent his head down, resting
it on the boy’s chest.
I didn’t know... I didn’t know...”
* *
open, and Duo rushed into the busy hall, Heero cradled in his arms.
Please!” He called, voice choked from tears.
A nurse yelled, running towards Duo.
Duo mumbled, tightening his hold on Heero’s limp body. He began following the
nurse, running as she led him towards a bed.
male voice suddenly called, and a man came running beside them, looking
worriedly at Duo.
wake up. His pulse is irregular and he started choking in the car...” Duo
hurried to spill the information, talking and running so fast, that everything
seemed like a blurry dream to him.
blood?” The doctor asked, helping two nurses to set up a bed.
putting Heero gently down on the portable bed.
Xray!” The doctor ordered one nurse. “And get the OR ready! Tell them we’re
coming up there!” He yelled towards another nurse, all three of them pushing
the gurney down the hall.
not taking his eyes off of Heero. “Is he going to be okay? Is it really bad?”
He asked, voice shaking.
yet!” The doctor called back, looking down at the bloody boy on the bed. “But
we’ll do our best for him.”
with a THUD!, pushed open by the fast approaching gurney.
coming up!”
ready!”
until seven.”
once or twice, before remaining shut. Duo stayed behind, not allowed to pass
beyond those doors. He stood there, rooted to the spot, and stared numbly at
the doors. A trail of shiny crystal tears ran down his cheeks.
* *
night...”
forward; looking hesitantly at the room he was about to enter. He took a deep
breath, and then slowly took a step forward.
bright...”
the aisle, his steps echoing in the silent hall. Only a few dim lights
illuminated the room, their light reflected off the color-stain windows of the
large room. He made his way slowly and warily towards the end of the room,
where a small altar stood. With trembling fingers, he lighted a small candle.
hasn’t done in nearly ten year.
to his knees, and prayed.
night...”
* *
waiting room seemed to go one step forward, and then take two steps back. Time
ticked away so slowly, Duo thought that it must have gotten stuck and won’t go
beyond that certain point. He will be forever trapped in this endless moment of
fear and uncertainty. This terrible feeling of NOT knowing. Of wondering. Of
praying... praying for forgiveness. For Heero...
once he managed to catch a nurse who passed by. “Miss! Can you tell me what
happened to my---“
hurried to walk away. Duo sighed, bowing his head.
anymore! No one would tell him ANYTHING! Heero just disappeared five hours ago,
and didn’t come back! What happened to him!? Where was he!? Was he okay? He has
to be...
DAMN IT!!!!” Duo shouted, kicking the wall over and over. “WHY WON’T YOU TELL
ME ANYHING!?!?”
silent, empty and dark.
his shoulders and bowing his head. He looked around, peeking carefully from
behind messy bangs. He stared at the doors; those damn doors Heero had
disappeared from, and didn’t come back.
around, making sure no one was there, and then walked through those doors,
determined to find his love.
* *
Beep... Beep! Beep! Beep! Beeeeeeeeeeeeeep!
shot! Make it 360 cc!”
Charge it up to three sixty!”
through the halls of the ER, looking around nervously. He followed the sounds
of shouting and instruments, making his way towards one of the wards in the ER.
opening of one room, watching the frantic commotion with wide and dull eyes.
to forty!”
to get a better look at what went out around the room. There were about four
nurses around the patient’s bed, and two doctors. They were all busy trying to
save the patient’s life, running around and shouting frantically.
to catch a glimpse of the patient’s head, as his body flied up from the force
of the electric charge. His eyes widened as he saw the dark head rise up, messy
bangs of hair flying up and down as the body jerked from the shock.
POINT!”
twitched as the body on the bed was subjected to another, stronger, shock.
more.
up again, long and bloody limbs spasming.
DEAD! GIVE IT UP!”
eyes as he watched the battered body rise up again, only to fall down,
lifeless.
dead! He! Is! Dead!”
up, before crashing down onto the bed, one last time.
cold body became deathly still.
down, then stop.
was the blood rushing in his ears, his pulse frenetic, his breathing sounding
loud and nearly overwhelming.
forty five PM.”
slowly, tears running down his cheeks.
let Martha clean him.”
fists, and he grounded his teeth against each other. His knees were shaking,
about to give way.
Carter.”
still a boy who just died on Christmas Eve.”
cla class=MsoBodyText dir=LTR style='line-height:12.0pt'>Duo fell down to his
knees, punching the wall.