Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Blissful Death ❯ Confusion ( Chapter 2 )

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Disclaimer: Unfortunately I do not own gundam wing or any of it’s characters, so please refrain from suing me...thank you.

Warning: 2x1, 3x4, 5xS, yaoi!, violence...the usual.

Summary: Heero, fed up with having no further purpose, plans to commit suicide until an encounter with a dark figure, changes his plans.

Set one year after Endless Waltzes, and revolves mostly around Heero and Duo.

Previously: He felt her body going limp, so he took one more swallow before licking the wounds on her neck making them heal completely. He swept Nattily up into his arms and took her to her apartment. He laid her on her bed and placed his palm over her eyes. He erased his visit from her mind, and left silently without looking back.

AU...

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Chapter 2

After Heero’s little hello and goodbye, the pilots didn’t feel much like partying. They all had an odd feeling about Heero and none new what to think about it. Quatre tried using his empathic abilities, but didn’t come into to contact with the link to Heero. He had developed a link to all the pilots during the war, and if no word came he would check up on them that way. He found it strange that he couldn’t reach Heero.

“Well we could always go back to his place and ask him what the hell is going on,” Wufei said as they walked down the street.

“I, for once, agree with wuffers here,” Duo said pointing at Wufei.

“Wufei! Maxwell my name is Wufei!” the Chinese pilot growled.

“We really should check on him,” Quatre said worriedly.

“So it’s settled. We all head back to Heero’s apartment and have a little chat,” Trowa said.

“Alright! Sounds like a plan!” Duo said.

“Considering we usually stay with Heero when ever we come to visit, he shouldn’t be to surprised to see us,” Quatre said.

“Well lets hope your right, because last time I checked Yuy didn’t like surprises,” Wufei said.

“Well you never know Wuffers! He has changed a lot,” Duo said.

“Maxwell!” Wufei growled before going after the now laughing Duo.

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Heero stepped out of the shower, dressed now in a black tank-top and blue-jeans. His body seemed to thrum with the newly supplied blood, and it made him feel slightly hyper.

“Well it’s only twelve, if I left to find something to do I’d surely be back by sunrise,” Heero said to himself.

“You know it’s said that talking to yourself is one of the first signs that your going crazy,” the long haired blond from the club commented.

“Tell that to your lover Angelo,” Heero quipped.

“Hey! I do not talk to myself!” The long haired obsidian countered.

“Devlin?” Angelo asked skeptically.

Devlin rolled his crimson eyes.

“Ok so I don’t talk to myself all the time,” Devlin said with a smirk.

“So who were those people that showed up at the club? You seemed to be familiar with them,” Angelo said lighting a cigarette.

“Some old friends. I really wish you wouldn’t smoke,” Heero sighed.

“Oh afraid it’ll kill me,” Angelo said smirking revealing a pearly white fang.

“No. The smoke just stinks,” Heero said glaring at his friend.
“I have to agree. Damn our enhanced senses!” Devlin smiled revealing a similar pair of fangs slightly shorter than Angelo’s.

“You guys need to go eat, your darker halves are showing,” Heero said.

“What do you mean half? I’m all dark baby!” Devlin said winking at Heero.

“Yea especially in foreplay you fucking tease!” Angelo said kissing the side of Devlin’s neck.

“Oh shut up! You know you love it,” Devlin said.

“You two are warped beyond repair,” Heero said shaking his head.

“I’m hungry!” Devlin said grabbing his jacket he’d thrown over the back of the couch.

“Well sorry we didn’t stay long,” Angelo said following his lover to the door.

“Guys? Those people that you saw at the club. All of them are off limits, understand?” Heero said.

“Yea, Sweet heart we got it!” Devlin called over his shoulder as he reached the door.

Just as Devlin opened the door, he found him self eye to eye with Duo.

“Whoa! My bad must be the wrong apartment,” Duo said starring at Devlin for a moment.

“No, your Heero’s friend right?” Angelo asked poking his head out the door.

“Friends,” Duo said motioning to the small group behind him.

“Oh, well he’s inside,” Devlin said walking past Duo and the group.

“Later love!” Angelo hollered back before following Devlin.

“Love?” Wufei asked with a raised brow.

“He was probably joking Wufei,” Quatre said pointing at Duo, who looked to be clearly pissed.

“Those were the guys Heero was dancing with at the club,” Duo growled before walking into the apartment.

The apartment was nice. The living room was white with black trim, furnished with a black leather couch, and chair. A silver glass top coffee table, and entertainment center, equipped with a wide screen tv, and DVD player. All of these furnishing sat atop a black plush carpet. The kitchen was a rich red color with black marble counter tops, and mahogany cabinets.

“Like what I’ve done with the place?” Heero said shutting the door they’d left open.

All four pilots jumped in surprise.

“Don’t do that you scared the hell out of us!” Duo said.

“Maybe you Maxwell,” Wufei snapped.

“Sorry,” Heero said walking into the living room and plopping down on the couch.

“Sure you are buddy,” Duo said skeptically.

“Heero are you feeling alright?” Quatre asked when again he sensed nothing from his friend.

“Fine, why do you ask?” Heero asked freezing Quatre in place with his icy stare.

“Um....well you left in a hurry,” Quatre said shifting closer to Trowa.

“I had something I needed to do,” Heero said.

“Is that leather couch a pull out like the other couch was?” Duo asked.

“No,” Heero replied.

“Then where are we supposed to sleep Yuy?” Wufei asked.

“A hotel, I would assume,” Heero replied.

“Well you usually let us camp out here,” Quatre said with a small smile.

“Do to the current circumstances, I’m afraid that won’t be an option this time,” Heero said.

“What circumstances?” Duo asked his eyes narrowing in suspicion.

Suddenly the phone rang making Quatre jump. Heero looked at him amused for a moment before getting up and answering the phone.

“Yuy,” Heero answered.

The pilots looked around the room more closely while Heero was on the phone. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary, but then they hadn’t seen what Heero had done to his bedroom yet.

“Well I can’t very well allow that,” Heero said to the other person on the phone.

Duo quirked a brow at that.

“Right, I’ll be there shortly,” Heero said hanging up the phone.

“What’s up?” Duo asked.

Duo really wasn’t liking the weird eery look Heero had in his eyes.

“Sorry to cut our reunion short, but something’s come up that can’t be ignored. I need to leave and you guys should probably start looking for a hotel,” Heero said grabbing his black leather trench coat from the coat rack.

“Do you need any help?” Trowa asked.

“No I can handle it, I’ll show you all out,” Heero said motioning them towards the door.

“Well can we meet you for coffee somewhere tomorrow?” Quatre asked hopefully.

“I’m sorry Quat, but I’ve made prior arrangements. Some other time?” Heero asked.

Everyone stood in the hallway as Heero closed and locked his door.

“Listen buddy you better clear your schedule for tomorrow night because we need to talk?” Duo said agitated.

“I’ll call you and let you know. Good evening,” Heero said before heading out of the building.

Duo ran after him to give some smart remark, but stopped when Heero seemed to have vanished.

“This is so weird,” Duo said heading back over to his friends, who had already started walking down the street.

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A/N: Sorry this chapter is so short, but I will have more up soon! Please review and tell me what you think!
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