Title: I’m Not Human (I’m Only Human)

Author: Heero’s Soul

Pairings: 1x2, 3x4

Warnings: yaoi, Heero torture, mention of blood a lot, attempted suicide, drug addiction

Rating: PG-13

Spoilers:

None Disclaimers: Oh what bliss it would be to own them, but I don’t (goes to room and cries)

Notes: Duo sings the lyrics from the song “Lullaby” from Creed’s latest CD, Weathered

I’m Not Human (I’m Only Human) Part 3

     An hour after Duo fell asleep, about 2:30 a.m., he was awoken by low whimpering. Duo opened his lazy eyes, he was still on his side facing Heero, who was tossing and turning as much as a person could with broken ribs. Duo sat up and got out of bed to try and wake Heero. He reached Heero’s side and looked down and with the help of the moon light shining through the blinds, he saw Heero was completely drenched in sweat, the sheets also soaked.

“No…stop…” Heero pleaded in his sleep.

     Duo wasn’t sure how to wake Heero: he remembered when he had nightmares he would sometimes wake up delusional and violent.

“You lie…no, it’s not true…stop…it’s not my fault…” Heero spoke a little louder.

     //It’s worth the possibility of getting’ hit// Duo decided, unable to watch his lover cry out for help any longer. Duo grabbed Heero’s shoulders and shook him somewhat fiercely.

“Wake up, Heero” Duo called loudly.

     Before Duo could blink, Heero opened his wild eyes and punched Duo in the face, sending the braided boy crashing to the hard floor. Heero jumped out of his bed and picked Duo up by his white tank top, then slammed him into the nearby wall, the back of Duo’s head banged severely against the solid surface. Heero wasted no time and punched Duo in the stomach twice with his right fist, while his left hand never let go of the tank top. He then grabbed both of Duo’s shoulders and rammed his right knee into Duo’s abdomen, in the exact same spot as he punched him. Heero let go of Duo’s shoulders and allowed him to slump over his knee. Duo held his stomach and spat up blood; both could hear the sound of the thick liquid falling onto the carpeted floor. Heero was not finished; he quickly pulled his knee back, Duo falling to his knees on the floor. Heero pulled Duo to his feet by the tank top once again and punched Duo in the face again with his right fist, then again by bringing the back of his right fist and hitting Duo’s face, then he swung with his left fist, Duo falling to the floor and landing on his side. Duo was coughing and he felt his face and stomach burn with pain, however, before he could open his eyes, he felt Heero push him on to his back, straddling him, and his own gun from underneath his pillow now pointed at his forehead. Heero’s left hand took hold of Duo’s throat and squeezed, and slowly Heero leaned on his left hand, putting more pressure on Duo’s throat, choking him. Duo began clawing at Heero’s left arm, and tried to call for help, but nothing could escape his throat, including air, nor could any enter. Duo could feel Heero’s warm blood drip down his neck from the bandages around Heero’s wrists and then drip into his hair. He bucked under Heero’s weight and tried to get a gasp of air.

“This is where you die, you fucking son of a bitch” Heero said coldly.

     Heero was about to pull the trigger when the bedroom door swung open and the light flicked on. Heero quickly changed his target and lifted the gun from Duo to Quatre’s heart. However, before he pulled the trigger, Trowa and Wufei ran from the doorway to Heero. Within the second, they each grabbed one of Heero’s arms, releasing Duo, but Heero still pulled the trigger, the bullet hitting the hallway wall, only because Quatre fell to the floor for his life. Trowa knocked the gun out of Heero’s hand and trapped him in a lock from behind. Duo sat up gasping for air, and Quatre ran to his side to see if he was all right.

“No!” Heero screamed, pain in his voice “let me go!” he pleaded, struggling and kicking in Trowa’s strong hold.

“Wufei, hold his legs!” Trowa yelled, losing his grip.

     Wufei grabbed both of Heero’s ankles, holding them firmly on the ground.

“No…please…don’t, let me go, please!” Heero cried, struggling even more.

     Trowa’s face was turning red from the strain of trying to keep Heero under control. He noticed Heero’s wrists bleeding from underneath the bandages, the blood getting all over him and the carpet. //He has to be getting weak// Trowa hoped.

“Get away!” Heero yelled his voice hoarse from the screaming.

     Realizing Duo would live, Quatre moved to where Trowa and Heero were and neeled beside the panicked boy.

“Heero, its Quatre…everything is ok now, Trowa and Wufei have you, you’re safe. Duo’s here too, see” Quatre pointed at Duo rubbing his neck “he’s right here” Quatre spoke calmly, but loud enough for Heero to hear over his own yelling.

“Duo?” Heero stopped struggling and looked around the room, as if he was blind and had to listen for the American.

“Duo, say something” Quatre whispered.

“Heero…” Duo stopped to clear his throat “Heero, it’s me, Duo, I’m right here in front of ya’” Duo said softly, smiling just a little with his busted lip.

     Heero’s eyes finally locked with Duo’s “Duo?” Heero choked, tears in his eyes.

     Duo moved over to Heero, and looked at Trowa and Wufei. The two cautiously released Heero, who remained staring at Duo. Duo took hold of Heero’s shaking hands, intertwining their fingers together in a tight hold.

“I’m here” Duo whispered.

     Tears fell from Heero’s eyes. He let go of Duo’s hands and brought his up to Duo’s face. He ran the back of his left hand across the smooth skin of Duo’s cheek, which was now bruising. His right hand wiped the blood from his chin and lips. Heero opened his mouth as if to say something, but was speechless. He looked behind him at Trowa, then Wufei, then Quatre.

“You’re all here” Heero realized quietly. He then looked back at Duo “Duo, you’re here with me” Heero wrapped his arms around Duo’s neck and rested his head on Duo’s shoulders. Duo securely put his arms around Heero’s waist in a tight hug, and a moment later, Heero became completely still.

“He’s passed out” Trowa said quickly to the panicked face of Duo. “He still needs much rest, and now he’ll need his wrists stitched again.”

“I’m surprised he was able to move so quickly with broken ribs and all. It only took him about a minute to beat you up, Maxwell” Wufei looked over at Duo, who gave him a glare.

     Duo didn’t send death wished to Wufei long, though, he looked down and noticed that his white tank top was now covered in blood. Some of it was his, but most of it was from Heero. Quatre stood up and retrieved the first aid kit from the closet in the hallway, then came back and started to restitch Heero’s wrists while Duo cleaned up and changed clothes. Trowa and Wufei left the room to clean themselves up.

     When Quatre finished, he picked Heero up, placed him back in his bed, and put the cold washcloth back on his forehead. Duo sat in his bed, covers up to his waist as he watched Quatre.

“It still hurt” Duo spoke in a low voice, breaking the silence.

     Quatre looked over at Duo “What?”

“Heero hitting me, it hurt emotionally more than physically. He almost killed me” Duo explained.

     Quatre walked over to Duo’s bed and sat on the edge “You have to understand he was delusional. I think up until now he thought he was still in his cell.”

“I know, but when I last saw him a month ago he held me gently in his arms and told me he loved me for the first time” Duo continued, tears in his eyes.

     Quatre put a comforting arm around Duo’s shoulders “I understand. I can’t imagine what they did to Heero to make him this way. All we can do is give him time and help him. At least we destroyed the base and everyone there, and Dr. J is almost finished building the new Gundam for Heero” Quatre tried to be positive.

“Yeah” Duo gave a weak smile.

“Night, Duo. Try and get some sleep” Quatre smiled and walked to the door, turning the light off.

“Thanks, Q-man” Duo called.

“You’re welcome” Quatre said softly and closed the door.