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"Trusting You,"
Part 4
by Shi-chan
Nothing Is Forever
Heero debated whether or not the decision he was about to make was correct or not. If Duo was ever to regain his memory he needed familiar objects, and if Deathscythe wasn't so importnat to Duo Heero would have been tempted to destriy it as Wufei had said.
Instead he powered up Wing and tried to hide below the treeline for several seconds before assuming bird-mode and flying along the canopy of foliage.
When he reached Deathscythe he shifted back and used more of Wing's arm strength to lift the ruined machine from where it had crashed and drag is sluggishly into the sky. From there, he commed Trowa. "I'm in position."
"There was a crackle before Quatre's voice came back to him from the transmitter on Trowa's laptop. "You're running decoy?"
"Of course I am, I'm already up here," Heero said irritably.
Silence from Quatre's end. "All right, we're on our way. We're in the hanger now, actually."
"You and who?" Heero wanted to know Duo's exact location.
"Me and Duo. Trowa and Wufei are still outside waiting with the Gundams."
"Good. Mission accepted." Wing shot up into the sky and began to open fire on the forest he had just come from. Almost instantly nearly 20 mobile suits flooded out of the base.
Trying to maneuver Deathscythe between Wing's thick metal arms, Heero opted for 'distraction' as opposed to 'fight.' He shot higher into the air, daring the enemy suits to follow him, which they did. Within a few seconds a good-sized shuttle took off from the base and headed in the opposite direction from the mobile suits. Satisfied that Duo and the others had gotten away safely, Heero blasted into space and back to the colonies.
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Heero made it back to the Winner residence before Quatre and the others had, and by the time they arrived the house was ready for them. The Maganac had been keeping a close guard on the colony, and luckily two Gundams appearing out of nowhere had done much for getting Heero to Quatre's safely. The Maganac has stored Wing and Deathscythe in one of their heavily-armed hangars and were working on repairing Deathscythe right away. Meanwhile, Heero worried about his friend's condition.
When Quatre and Trowa finally led Duo into the houses, Heero jumped to his feet and almost gave the American pilot a hug before stopping himself.
Duo gave him a weak smile, but Heero could tell it was faked. "Hi, Heero."
//Masaka! And yet he knows my name...? Quatre and Trowa must have told him about us, about everything in his life...except for what they don't know.// Again Heero regretted not revealing his feeling for his friend earlier, but as always his conscience prevented him from saying more.
/Forget it. What are you thinking?/
//How can he remember what he never even knew...//
Duo's pale face seemed to have returned to it's normal flushed color, but missing from that familiar face was the lopsided grin the Duo went almost nowhere without. Heero could barely stand to look at the man who had been his friend and comrade for so long, and his secret ai.
Quatre, possibly worried and possibly depressed from the trip out with his ghost of a friend, urged Duo into the hallway. "You should get some rest, like Iria said."
"I feel considerably better," Duo replied, "but I will take your advice and turn in for the night." Heero could see pain flash in Quatre's expressive eyes at Duo's near-monotone voice. The American turned and disappeared into the room Quatre had pointed out.
When Wufei arrived at the house he found all its members in a solemn state. Quatre had finished cleaning Duo's clothes and was toying with his priest's collar and fussing over a broken stich here and there. Trowa sat stoically with his eyes closed, head bowed. Heero was staring blankly through the wall again. He had firmly decided that if Wufei rejected his decision to rescue Duo's broken Gundam, Heero would be forced to kill Chang then and there. He was certainly enough on edge to do so without a second thought.
Luckily Wufei in all likelyhood didn't know about the ruined Deathscythe being repaired at that very moment. Without speaking a word he seated himself on the floor near the hallway.
They stayed that way all night.