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Reputations	By : Naomi Category: Gundam Wing/AC > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 3072 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Reputations
- 2-part 2
- 3-part 3
- 4-part 4
- 5-part 5
- 6-part 6
- 7-part 7
- 8-part 8
- 9-part 9
- 10-Epilogue
- 8
- 9
- 10
Reputations

REPUTATIONS

PART NINE

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*    *

For a building that
served a whole county, Morison hospital was rather quiet. The ER, usually a
place bursting with activity, was nearly abandoned. Only a few nursed could be
seen walking here and there, behind glass doors. The yellow plastic chairs in
the waitingm wem were unoccupied, except for onspanspan>

A lonesome figure sat in
the corner of the large hall, sitting curled within herself. A few stitches
were on her forehead, her arms bandaged. A few scratches were seen here and
there, but other than that, there were no injures. The figure, a young teenage
boy, was sitting with his knees on the chair, his arms wrapped around them. His
chin was resting on his kneecaps, his head buried behind a thick mop of dark
hair.

The automatic doors slid
open with a light hiss, and a pair of high heels echoed throughout the empty
hall. The steps came closer and closer, until they stopped, right in front of
the boy.

The dark head moved a bit
as a pair of cobalt blue eyes fluttered opened, staring down at the high-heeled
shoes in front of him.

Slowly, the boy lifted
his head and looked up.

Tears filled his eyes as
he looked at the woman�s face, her sharp green eyes looking down at him. He swallowed,
but kept looking up. He noticed a few hairs had cut loose from the woman�s
ponytail, which gave the impression that she had been running. Her makeup was
smudged, her eyeliner ruined from tears.

They kept looking at one
another in complete silence.

Heero searched for words
of apology, to ask for forgiveness, but none came to him. All he could do was
stare, his eyes shimmering with tears.

He gasped as he felt a
hand reach down, and gently wipe away his tears. He looked at her, eyes wide
with shock.

The woman�s features
softened and she slowly sat down, wrapping her arms around Heero. Acting on
pure need and impulse, Heero wrapped his arms around her as well. He leaned his
head on her shoulder, his own body quaking with sobs. He felt the woman�s embrace
tighten as he continued crying, sobbing brokenly, burying his face between her
neck and shoulder.

Joanna closed her eyes
slowly and held the trembling boy as hard as she could. She leaned her chin on
his head and petted him gently, rocking him from side to side, trying to soothe
his crying.

�I�m so sorry... miss...
I�m--- Joanna... so sorry...�

*
*   *

Hours later, they were
still sitting there. The waiting room was dim and quiet, and only the faint and
distant sounds of the hospital life disturbed the silence. The television was
on, displaying some game show or another useless piece of entertainment.Heero was lying against
her, his head on her lap and he is sleeping. Tears still stained his pale
features, and his eyes were all red and puffy from crying. He had cried for
hours, until he had run out of strength to cry. She just kept holding him,
promising him everything will be all right.

She reached down and ran
her hand through his thick and smooth hair, guarding his sleep.

The game show ended and
the opening theme for the nightly newscast began.

Joanna looked up at the
screen, her hand still stroking Heero�s hair.

It didn�t take long for
the correspondents to report about that day�s incident. No matter what station
you turned to, the same images displayed. A crowded street, students running
all around, some shocked, some indifferent, some even excited by the presence
of the cameras.

�As the ambulance came,
we began to interview a few of the witnesses. Lets see what this young man had
to say...�

They showed the
ambulance as it parked right in front of the camera, and a few policemen tried
to keep the students away while the paramedics wheeled the gurney into the
vehicle.

Joanna looked away from scr screen as a closer image was shown, revealing the boy lying bleeding on the
gurney, his long blood-soaked braid dangling down the portable bed, swinging
from side to side as he was wheeled into the ambulance.

She sighed and looked
down, at the boy who was resting against her. She kept running her hand through
his soft hair, gently soothing him while he slept.

Duo had been in surgery
for nearly three hours now. The doctors promised to let her know the minute he
was out, but all she could now is wait, and pray. The doctors had informed her
that her adopted son was stabbed in his back, right above the kidneys. They
were hoping that no major damage had occurred, but they will know for sure
during surgery.

She didn�t even have the
chance to see him before he was rushed into the OR. She received the call to
work, from one hysteric and shocked Reed, and just left everything and drove to
the hospital. She called her friend from the car phone and asked her to take
care of Tracy. She arrived to the hospital completely out of breath, wanting
nothing but to pin some doctor against the wall and bark at him until he will
give her some answers.

But then, she saw Heero.
The poor boy looked so lost and frightened, sitting curled up in a chair in the
corner of the room. When he looked at her, when those tearful baby-blue eyes
looked up at her, all she could think of was comforting the boy. His guilt,
pain and torment clearly showed, and no matter what she said to him, he kept
saying that this was his fault. Her heart went out for this young boy, and she
held the fragile looking body until he had fallen asleep.

She could see why Duo
had gone so far to protect him. She understood why Duo acted the way he did for
the last few days. She understood. And, she was proud. She was proud of her son
for giving so much to someone other than himself.

Raising Duo had not been
an easy task. Ever since he was a little boy, he was nothing but trouble. She
and her ex-husband had had dozens of fight over him. He didn�t want to keep the
boy who did nothing but to get under his skin. A boy who had a serious problem
with authority, and did everything he could to make their lives miserable.

But she knew it was all
a test. He was trying to test them, to see how far they would go to have him.
He wanted to try them to the limit, to see when he will cross the line and
would be sent back to the orphanage. If he was her real child, she couldn�t
give him away because he was making too much trouble. And since he was adopted,
the boy had wanted to see when would he stop being their son, when will they
give up and send him back. He had little trust in them, and Joe knew that he
wanted to go back to the orphanage. To his best friend, and the one who had
raised him on the streets.

But she wanted Duo. She
wanted a child. At the time, she had had trouble on conceiving a child, and
thus trued to adoption. Only some years later she and Nathan were able to give
life to Tracy. She was the one who had convinced her husband of adopting a
child, and the minute she saw that little fella at the orphanage, her heart was
stolen. Stolen by a little boy with a long braid and a cheeky face. A boy with
amazingly expressive violet eyes that held such a dark past in them, it broke
her heart. She did her best, trying to give him a good life. She wanted him to
have a good home and a family. But the child was too distrustful. He had been
hurt before and was obviously afraid of being hurt again.

However, no matter what
he did, Joanna didn�t give up on him. He cost her her marriage, her husband and
dear friend, but she didn�t give up. Duo had probably felt that the troubles at
home, between Nathan and herself, were his fault. He became so bitter then, so
full of anger and resentment. He had started hanging out on the streets again,
and slowly turned to gang life.

She had nearly given up
on him, and now... now he did this. His actions had surprised her greatly. She
didn�t expect Duo to care so much about someone so different from him. But
maybe, maybe they weren�t so different at all.

Joanna sighed and looked
up at the television.

�...The man, a
fifty-five year-old scientist, was taken into custody. By witness account, one
of the victims had blamed Dr. Jay Cage for killing his parents, nearly eight
years ago.�

An image was shown on
the screen, displaying a young couple.

�The couple, Lucy and
Kenji Yuy, was killed in a car accident, eight years ago. Back then, the police
had suspected foul play, but nothing could be proved. After today�s incident,
the case was reopened. This is what we heard from one of the students who was
at the scene:�

�And then suddenly he
fell down to the floor, and he started screaming. Like a mad man or something.
I didn�t get all of it, because he was crying a lot, but I remember he said
that the accident wasn�t his fault, but that that other dude, the one with the
glasses, he killed Heero�s parents.�

�And what did you...�

Joanna looked down at
the boy sleeping against her, her face compassionate. She ran her hand through
his hair again, smiling sadly as the boy sighed pleasantly at the touch. She
was sure he wasn�t used to be touched like this.

�Duo...� The boy
suddenly murmured, shifting a little in his sleep. He whimpered sadly, his
fists clenched. �No... no... Duo...�

�Shhhhh...� Joe
whispered, trying to calm the boy. �It�s okay, Heero. It�s okay...�

The boy whimpered again,
but came still. Tears were trickling at the corner of his eyes and slowly
sliding down his cheeks.

�Duo... gomen... Duo...�

�Shhhh... He�ll be all
right, Heero. He�ll be all right...� Joanna repeated over and over, using the
same words she repeated in her head. Duo is going to be all right. He had to be
all right. He�ll be all right... he has to...

*
*   *

�Miss Harrison?�

At the sound of the
doctor�s voice, Heero stirred awake. His eyes fluttered open and he was
surprised to find himself lying against Joanna. He blushed and hurried to get
up, murmuring a soft apology.

He looked up at the
doctor, rubbing his eyes tiredly.

�Yes?� Joe�s voice was
stiff with dread, and it sounded like she was choking the words out. Her face
was a s mas mask, but her fear and distress reflected in her eyes.

The doctor smiled kindly
and took a step forward. �The operation was a success.� He stated, and allowed
the two a moment to respond.

Heero�s heart leaped in
joy and a small smile crept up to his lips. He straightened in his chair,
anxious to go and see Duo. He gasped and looked down as he felt Joanna take his
hand in hers, and squeeze it lightly. He looked up and saw the woman sigh in
relief, closing her eyes and bowing her head briefly. He squeezed her hand
back.

�You can go and see him
if you like,� The doctor continued, sitting down in the chairs across of the
two. �But he is still under the affects of the anesthetics.� He leaned forward,
looking up at the young woman, eyes serious. �Your son was very lucky, Miss
Harrison. The knife had missed the spinal cord and only grazed his left kidney.
There was some internal bleeding, but it was successfully stopped. Your son is
very, VERY, lucky.�

Joe closed her eyes
again, and leaned her head back against the wall. She sighed deeply, a small
smile on her lips. She squeezed Heero�s hand again. �I know.�

*
*   *

�Is he still asleep?�
Heero whispered uncertainly as the doctor opened the door to Duo�s room. He was
walking behind Joe, keeping close to her as they walked. Hospitals made him
nervous and fearful, even more than the school halls did. Just walking down the
ER made chills run down his spine, remembering a time, an eternity ago, right
after the accident. The ER was the last place he had seen his parents. They
were taken up to the OR, and never came back.

Heero looked away from
the elevator leading up to the operating rooms and swallowed. He looked back up
at the doctor.

The doctor smiled kindly
at him, for the boy�s fear didn�t go unnoticed. �Yes, he�ll wake up soon. Since
he�s out of danger, we put him in a private room so he can sleep peacefully.�
He opened the door and moved so the two could enter. �The nurse station is
right down the hall if you need anything.� He informed Joe. The woman thanked
him and he left.

Heero peeked from behind
the door, his eyes shimmering in the dim orange light that flooded the small
room. He spotted Duo lying on a bed in the middle of the room, a thick
blue-wool blanket covering him tightly.

Joe took his hand again,
and he jumped, startled. She guided him into the room, and Heero closed the
door behind them. He wasn�t sure if Joanna wanted him to enter, he was afraid
to become an unwanted nuisance, but the fact that she guided him into the room
made him feel more at ease.

They both walked to the
bed and just stood there, looking down at the sleeping boy.

Duo looked horrible. His
features were worn and haggard, pale and sickly colored. His eyes seemed to be
sunken deeper into his skull, black marks surrounding them. His hair was
everywhere; messy bangs covering his face, being teased by his steady
breathing. The trademark braid was taken apart, and the silky chestnut strings
lay loose, sprawled on the bed. His hair was washed and cleaned, not a trace of
blood on it. It surrounded his form like a second blanket, giving him a
somewhat serene look as he slept.

Joe chuckled and took
hold of the waterfall of hair, gathering it in her hands. �I never got why he
liked to keep it so long...� She muttered, reaching up to release her own hair
form the band that held it together. �It always gets in the way and it�s
nothing but trouble taking care of it.�

Heero watched her as she
braided Duo�s hair, carefully and tenderly. She then reached down a hand to pet
Duo�s cheek, a small smile on her lips.

�But it wouldn�t be Dwithwithout it, you know?�

Heero smiled shyly. He
nodded his head, blushing under the dim light.

�I remember we used to
have such big fights over it...� She now cried, sniffling and wiping her tears
away. �I kept telling him to cut if off, and he would yell at me to fuck off.�

Heero smiled again. It
was so... Duo.

Joanna calmed down,
taking deep breaths. She sat down in a chair by the bed, her hand playing with
the tip of Duo�s braid. �He used to say that he�ll keep growing his hair until
it will be longer than mine.� She looked down at her own long hair, now loose
and engulfing her body. She snorted. �By the time he was twelve, it was already
longer then mine. And he still didn�t stop.�

Heero chuckled.

��I said I will cut it
until it�s longer than yours, I didn�t say how much longer�...� She chuckled
again. �He�s so stubborn... And now he and Tracy are competing in the same
stupid game. She says she won�t allow him to have hair longer than hers, cause
she�s a girl and all.�

�Does he get along with
Tracy?� Heero dared to ask, slowly sitting down at the edge of the bed, a few
inches away from Duo�s feet.

Joanna shrugged and
sighed. �She loves him, and I suppose it goes both ways. He complains a lot,
and they fight a lot, but that�s how siblings are. Sure, they have been having
a lot of differences since Nathan and I separated, but he still looks after
her. Why a couple of months ago, when kids picked on her at school, he came and
beat them up.�

Heero smiled sadly,
looking down at Duo. �He protected her...�

�And he protected you.�
Joe added, looking up at Heero, eyes serious.

They looked at each
other for a while, sitting in silence, until Heero bowed his head and looked
away.

�I�m sorry.� He
whispered, closing his eyes. �I didn�t mean for him to get hurt...�

�That�s not what I
meant.� Joanna replied quietly, reaching her hand for Heero�s. She took his
hand in hers, and Heero lo dow down at he, confused. Joe smiled at him. �Heero,
I�m not angry with you, and I have no reason to. You bring out the best in Duo,
and, you made him happy. You gave him something that I couldn�t. You showed him
what really matters. I don�t know if it was intentional or not, but you brought
out that side of Duo I haven�t seen in a long, LONG, time. And for that,� She
squeezed his hand gently, smiling at him. �I should be grateful.�

Heero smiled, blushing.
He looked away, too embarrassed to say or do anything else.

And then, suddenly, Duo
moaned.

�Duo!� Both called in
joy and jumped out of their seats. They came to stand by the bed, looking down
anxiously.

Duo moaned again,
stirring in his bed. He opened one eye halfway, and then closed it. He groaned
a little, and then the eye opened again, peeking out from behind messy long
bangs. Soon after, another eyes joined in and Duo blinked a few times. Finally
adjusting his vision, Duo looked up at the two faces hovering above him. He
blinked again.

�J--Joe?� He croaked,
and then coughed. �Wha... what�s the... time?�

Both Joe and Heero
chuckled.

�Time to wake up, sleepy
head.� Joanna let out with a smile, reaching down to push the hair out of his
eyes.

�I can�t go to school...�
He mumbled, reaching a hand up to scratch his nose. �I don�t feel so good...�
He slurred, turning over to lie on his side. He prepared to go back to sleep.

Joanna couldn�t help it
and she let out a choked chuckle, which sounded a lot like a whimper. Her eyes
filled with tears and she covered her mouth with her hand, trying hard not to
cry. �Oh Duo...� She whispered, leaning down towards the slumbering teen. She
kissed his forehead lightly, tears running down her cheeks.

Duo moaned again,
shifting a little in his bed. �Ssss... sorry Joe... didn�t... mean... it...� He
whispered in his sleep, voice haunted. �So... sorry...� He cried, tears sliding
down his cheeks.

�Shhhh... Shhhhhhh...
It�s all right.� She soothed, stroking his hair. She kissed his soft cheek
again, and then whispered in his ear: �I�m proud of you, Duo. I really am.�

In his sleep, Duo
smiled.

Somewhere in the back of
his mind he could register that someone else was taking his hand in theirs. The
soft and warm touch was immediately recognized. Duo sighed pleasantly in his
sleep and turned in the direction of the soft touch.

�Heero...�

*
*   *

The next morning, Joe
walked into the room, carrying a cup of steaming coffee. The window was wide
open, letting in warm rays of early morning sunshine. The bright light
reflected off the bright blue blanket, and made Duo�s hair seem like it was
shining. The whole thing made Duo�s form glow, like he was surrounded by some
magical aura.

Next to him, on the
chair by the bed, was Heero. He was still holding Duo�s hand in his, and he was
leaning against the bed, his head resting on Duo�s chest. He was obviously
asleep, like he had been for the last four hours.

Quietly, Joanna closed
the door behind her and tiptoed into the room. She went over to her chair by
the window, and placed her coffee on the windowsill. She then carefully walked
over to Heero, and bent down to pick a blanket off the floor.

She had covered Heero
with this blanket when he fell asleep, but it probably slid off while she was
out of the room. Heero moaned quietly as she covered him, and he shifted a
little in the uncomfortable chair.

Joe just smiled and
ruffled his hair gently. She walked back to her own chair and sat down. While
sipping her coffee, the tenth cup she had in the last twenty-four hours, she
kept watching the two teens. Her gaze locked on their joint hands, Duo�s
fingers curled tightly around Heero�s palm. Looking up at his face, she could
see that Duo was smiling, his features more relaxed.

She leaned back in her
chair, sipping the coffee. She looked at Heero�s features, now content and
relaxed. She looked down at their hands again and sighed, shaking her head and
smiling to herself.

�Oh Duo...�

*
*   *

Later that day, Duo
finally opened his eyes, and was coherent enough to understand where he was. He
looked around, confused. He recognized that he was in a hospital bed, and he
also recognized that he was alone.

Frightened and worried,
he tried to sit up, but it was too painful for him to move. He groaned in pain
and slumped back down into the pillow.

Just then, the door
opened and Joanna walked in.

�Duo!� She called the
minute she saw him open his eyes and look at her, puzzled. �Oh Duo!� She ran to
him and embraced him in a tight hug.

�Wow... wow, Joe,
watched it...� Duo chocked as she smothered him. �Remember it�s an injured man
you�re holding...� He reminded her harshly, though his eyes were sparkling with
mischief.

Joe backed up a little,
face radiant. �I gather you�re feeling better?�

Duo yawned and then
nodded. �Lots. Though I think I can drink a whole FACTORY of coka cola...�

Joe chuckled. �Well,
you�ll have to settle for some water.� She helped him sit up and arranged his
pillows.

Slowly and carefully,
Duo leaned back into the soft cushions, wincing a little as his back made
contact with them.

Joanna looked at him
worriedly, a glass of water in her hand.

Duo sent her a smile,
trying to reassure her that he was okay. He took the glass and emptied it
quickly. When he was done, he looked around the room, face worried.

He turned back to Joe.
�Where�s Heero? Is he all right? He didn�t get hurt now did he?� Is he here?�

Joanna couldn�t help but
smile at the string of questions. She sat down in the chair, looking up at Duo.
�Don�t worry. He�s fine. He only suffered some superficial injuries. I sent him
down to the cafeteria. He didn�t eat the whole day!� She chuckled again, bowing
her head to keep Duo from seeing that she was blushing. �He wouldn�t leave your
side.�

Now calm, Duo sunk into
the cushions and sighed, closing his eyes. Heero was okay, He was safe. They
were both safe. He didn�t know what happened to Jack, Jay and the others, but
right now, he really didn�t care. As long as Heero and he could be together, he
didn�t care.

�Duo,�

Joanna�s voice pulled
him out of his thoughts and he turned to look at her, arching an eyebrow in
question. Joe smiled gently at him, reaching for his hand.

�I�m proud of you.� She
whispered, and Duo�s eyes widened. �And I am very, VERY, sorry for being such a
bitch lately. I know I�ve been taking a lot out on you, with the divorce and
all, and I�m sorry.� She squeezed his hand.

Duo looked at her,
stunned. He looked down at their hands, and tears filled his eyes. He looked up
at Joe again, eyes shimmering with tears. He squeezed her hand as well. A
mischievous smile crept to his lips.

�I�ll forgive you if
you�ll forgive me...�

Joanna chuckled. �Deal.�

Duo�s smile broadened.
�So what was that thing about being proud of me? I would like to hear more
about that...�

�Humph! Don�t let it go
to your head...� Joe teased back. She leaned down and kissed his forehead
again.

Duo made a face. �Hey,
not in front of everyone...� He whined, voice hoarse.

Joanna smiled and
stroked his hair. �Brat.�

Duo smiled up at her.

The door opened and
Heero slowly walked into the room. Once he saw the two were shg a g a rather,
erm, private moment, his face turned crimson. �Umm... sorry. I�ll... I�ll wait
outside...� He mumbled and hurried to close the door behind him.

�No, Heero, it�s all
right.� Joe assured him. She got up and gave Duo one final pet on the cheek.
�I�ll leave you two alone.� She winked down at Duo. �Play nice.�

Duo rolled his eyes and
Joanna left the room.

Hesitant, Heero kept
standing by the closed door, looking down at his shoes. He couldn�t bring
himself to look up at the injured boy. whi while knowing the reason the boy was
injured.

�Heero,� Duo began
softly, and Heero flinched.

�I�m so sorry, Duo!� He
cried, looking at him with wild eyes. �You did so much for me already, and
now... now you�re... you�re injured and... and...�

�Heero,�

�It�s all my fault! I�ll
understand if you don�t want to see me anymore or... or if you want to---�

�Heero!�

Heero�s head snapped up
and he looked at Duo, face fearful.

Duo sighed and shook his
head. He tapped on the bed. �Come over here, silly boy. I can�t come to you, so
you�ll have to come here so I can smack you over that silly head of yours.�

Heero smiled sheepishly
and came to sit on the bed by Duo. �You�re not mad at me?�

Still smiling, Duo shook
his head. �Why should I be mad?�

Heero let his gaze down
in shame. He felt Duo take his hand, and then the braided boy reached another
hand, placing it gently under Heero�s chin. He pulled Heero�s head up to look
at him and Heero found himself drowning in pools of warm violet compassion.

�Silly boy.� Duo
whispered and leaned forward, pressing his lips against Heero�s. He kissed him
lightly on the mouth, and then slowly withdrew, still smiling.

Heero blushed, raising
his hand up and brushing it against his lips, relishing their first, real,
kiss. He looked at Duo, again meeting those warm and kind eyes, and he couldn�t
help but smile back at him.

�Does this look like I�m
mad?� Duo asked in amusement, holding Heero�s hand.

The Japanese boy blushed
again and shook his head.

�Good.� Duo spoke again.
�Then it�s settled.� He slowly leaned towards Heero again, and this time the
boy responded by wrapping his arms around him. They kissed, just this gentle
little kiss, no tongue. Heero tasted sweet and Duo found that his whole numb
body was waking up to the electrifying touch. He moaned and pushed himself
higher, wanting to get more of Heero. He wrapped his hands around the boy�s
slim waist, pulling him closer. Heero tighten his own grip around Duo and
leaned down to deepen their kiss.

*
*   *

�One... two... three...
go!�

SNAP!

�Ouch!�

�Oohhhh... you should
have been faster.�

�No fair! You cheated!��Did to!�

�Not!�

�To!�
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