Hiding The Pain (formerly "untitled Heero Rape Fic") -----part 1----- Duo finished off two Aries fighters then raced back to Heero's side. "Miss me?" He asked, cheerfully. Heero's response was to turn and aim his weapons in Duo's direction. "EEP!" Duo yelped as Wing fired. The barrage converged, not on Shinigami, but on the Scorpio fighter behind Duo. "Thanks, handsome!" Duo grinned. "Remind me to let you make passionate love to me when we get home tonight." "Omae o korosu." came the Wing pilot's muttered response. "If I got out *that* way, I'll die happy." Duo laughed. He was about to say something more when Shinigami suddenly fell into a spiral. Wing was falling, too. Down, down, down. The two Gundams crashed. Heero climbed out of the wreckage of his Gundam and looked around. He spotted Shinigami and Duo lying, unconscious, amidst the wreckage. "Duo.." he said. "Please, don't be dead." He found a pulse and lifted Duo, carrying him back to the safehouse. He trudged across the desert, growing more and more tired with each step until he could no longer make it. Then, exhausted, he collapsed. He awoke to find himself in a warm, cozy bed. Duo was nowhere in sight. Concerned, he climbed out of the bed and headed for the door, to look for him. That's when he noticed he was naked. Someone must've wanted to repair his clothes. The doorknob turned and Heero jumped back into bed, to cover himself. He was a little surprised when Relena walked into the room. "Relena?" "Oh, you're up." Relena smiled. "I'm glad. I hope you're not sore." "A broken leg." Heero shrugged. "Nothing I can't handle. Where's Duo, Relena?" "He's in the next room." Relena told him as she removed her clothes and slipped into bed with Heero. "Don't worry. He's sound asleep. The doctors gave him a mild sedative to help him rest while he's healing. He broke his arm." Heero drew away from Relena. "Relena..." he shook his head. "I'm in love with Duo. Please..." Relena moved closer, covering Heero's body with her own. Heero wanted to push her off, to defend himself. But Relena was unarmed and Heero was suddenly experiencing flashbacks of that girl and her puppy. He could not attack an unarmed girl, no matter what she was doing to him. Things happened quickly then. Heero felt himself penetrate Relena, and heard himself scream in protest. He felt her body moving against him, around him, felt his hips jerk upward as he ejaculated. Then, he heard the two loud noises that signaled the violent opening of the door and the two gunshots that followed. Then, Heero was extricating himself from under Relena's lifeless body and running into the corridor, no longer caring that he was naked, arriving too late to catch the falling, lifeless body of Duo Maxwell He stared at the gun that lay by the body of his fallen lover, at the spent shell casing on the floor nearby. Duo had shot Relena, and one of her guards had shot Duo. Heero picked up Duo's gun, intending to use it on himself. But his injuries and the deaths of Duo and Relena were too much for him and he passed out. "Heero?" Heero opened his eyes. He was in a hospital with Quatre standing over him. The blond pilot was dressed in black and it was clear he'd been crying recently. Why? What had happened. "Praise Allah." Quatre sniffled, sounding relieved and saddened at the same time. "I was beginning to fear we'd lost you, too." "Too?" Heero asked, then he remembered. Duo had been shot down by.... His mind flashed back to the battle. Duo had been shot down and killed by Scorpio fighters. He frowned. Something about that didn't sound right. //It's just your mind refusing to accept that he's gone.// He told himself. "We lost Duo." Quatre confirmed. "He didn't make it. I'm sorry you missed his funeral." "How long was I unconscious?" Heero asked. "Two months." Quatre replied. "A lot's happened since then. I'm sorry about Duo, Heero. He meant a lot to all of us. I guess the war got to him. That must be the reason he shot and killed Relena." "What are you talking about?" Heero demanded. "Duo was shot down in battle, same as me." Quatre fell silent. Did Heero really not remember what had happened? Perhaps the shock of watching Duo snap and kill Relena had been too much for the Perfect Soldier and he'd blocked it out. Quatre decided not to push the issue. Heero would remember when he was ready. "If you want, I'll take you to Duo's grave once you're recovered enough to leave the hospital." "Mm hm." Heero agreed, drifting back to sleep. Quatre watched him until visiting hours were over. Then, the blond pilot stood and quietly left the room. -----part 2----- "Arigato, Shinigami." Heero said, solemnly, as he looked down upon the grave of his fallen companion and lover. "Ai shi...." a sob threatened to escape his lips and he held it back. Even now, even after the death of the boy he loved, Heero could not... would not... let himself cry. "Duo." he whispered, turning from the grave and walking back to the car. He wondered what it was about Duo's death that nagged so painfully at him. He had been Duo's lover, yes, but he felt as though there was something else about it. He'd tried to recall the exact moment of Duo's death in battle, when he'd come rescue Heero... but he couldn't do it. It was as thought Duo hadn't died in battle at all. But Duo was dead. There was denying it. It didn't make sense. Quatre was sitting in the back of the Winner Family limo, waiting patiently. "I thought about joining you," he said, "but I sensed you needed to speak to Duo alone." "Nn." Heero muttered, falling back into his Perfect Soldier role. He looked up at Quatre who was looking at him with concern and sympathy. "WHAT?!" he barked. Quatre flinched, but quickly composed himself. //You don't fool me for a second,// he thought as he looked into Heero's eyes. //You're in pain. You know what really happened and it's eating you up inside. Some day, you're going to have to face the truth.// Outwardly, knowing that Heero was not ready to confront what really happened, he simply said. "If you ever need someone to talk to..." then lapsed into silence. -----Owari-----