A Soul Redeemed
(Sequel to A Heart Too Burdened.)
The phone rang moments before Heero could complete his mission to kill the boy he loved. Holding the gun steady, finger away from the trigger (he didn't want any witnesses), and picked up the phone.
"Heero, it's Sally Po." the doctor's voice said, gently, on the other end, "I know you and Duo are pretty upset right now, with Quatre gone and the peace summit falling apart. But I have some news that might cheer you up a little."
"Thanks," Heero looked down at Duo's sleeping form and thought of how exquisite the braided pilot looked. "What's the good news?"
With those two words, to Heero Yuy, Duo suddenly seemed a thousand times more beautiful, and a million times more dangerous. What if Duo suddenly turned on him, projecting his love for his child onto Heero to keep the baby safe? No, Duo wouldn't do that! He cared about Heero. They'd fought together, protected each other. Duo would never hurt him.
~Duo killed Quatre.~
The words rang out in his head, hammering themselves into Heero's war-addled brain.
~Its all just a bunch of stupid coincidences. Duo isn't cursed! He's not at fault for any of those deaths. Now, just relax. You're letting his hysteria get to you. And its no wonder he's hysterical, he's got a child growing inside him. I don't know how, and I really don't need to know. All I have to know is that I love him and I love our baby and I will do all I can for him."
He put the gun away and kissed Duo.
Duo woke the next morning and slapped Heero.
"What the fuck?!" Heero exclaimed
"Why didn't you kill me, Heero?" Duo demanded. "How many people have to die before you come to your senses and either kill me or leave me?"
"I can't do either, Duo." Heero told his beloved.
"Heero, I can't keep killing people just to keep you alive. But I can't kill you either...I..." He reached for his knife, but Heero grasped his hand and held it away from the blade.
"Duo, its not just your life at stake anymore." The Perfect Soldier told the Shinigami Pilot.
"What are...?" Duo's voice failed him as the implication behind Heero's words suddenly dawned on him. "The implant took?!"
Heero nodded. "We're going to have a baby. Duo, under the circumstances, those being that we're going to have a child and the fact that I love you more than you could ever imagine... will you marry me?"
Duo threw his arms around Heero and wept with joy, their tears washed away by the joy that cleansed the pain from their souls.
"Yes, I'll marry you. I love you, Heero." the braided beauty told the handsome young soldier who held him close and shielded him from loneliness.
"And I love you, Duo." the Perfect Soldier replied, his heart so full of love now that it was as if he, himself, had just taken his very first breath when Duo had said 'yes'.
A forlorn boy sat in the corner of the padded white room. His eyes glazed over from a combination of mental pain and drug-induced stupor. The drugs were supposed to help his mind. But nothing would ever cure the hole in his heart, a hole that once was filled with the sweet laughter of a beautiful blond Arab.
The stricken boy looked up, his eyes wide with disbelief, as he looked up into the loving eyes he never thought he would see again.
"Trowa," Quatre said, "come to me. We're going to be together again."
Trowa did not hesitate as Quatre reached out to him. He ran to the blond Arabian angel and held him, close, their tears mingling their tongues clashing as they kissed, their souls forever entwined, as they departed the room together, not looking back.
The doctor who went to recover Trowa from the Quiet Room noticed that the boy was not moving. Turning him onto his back, she saw that his face was already turning black from asphyxiation. Horrified at the boy's death, she went to find the doctor to tell him what had happened.
Catherine Bloom laid a flower on the grave of the boy who called himself Trowa.
"Rest in peace," she whispered, a tear falling upon the flower's petals. As she passed Heero and Duo, she noticed that the braided pilot averted his eyes. She'd heard rumors of his curse, but had never really believed them. Was it true, she wondered. Had he somehow caused Trowa's death? Something told her no. That Duo wasn't to blame. She returned to where the braided boy stood with his fiance.
"Duo," she said, "I know this isn't the time and place, but I wanted to congratulate you on your upcoming wedding and to tell you that it wasn't your fault."
"Catherine.." Duo shook his head.
"She's right, Duo." Heero told him. "You can't keep blaming yourself. I'm going to take you home."
"Duo! Stop it!" Heero tried to grab the braided pilot, who was attacking him, viciously.
"Leave me, you idiot!" Duo screamed as he slapped Heero.
"Snap out of it!" Heero exclaimed, slapping Duo back and knocking him down. He tried to catch Duo before the braided boy's head struck the dresser, but was seconds too late.
Duo struck his head and saw stars for a moment before he blacked out.
"Duo, I'm sorry,"
Duo turned and saw Quatre standing there.
"I ended my own life, Duo." he said. "Out of guilt and remorse. Because I let another bear my pain. I was so weak, so fragile. I couldn't bear the guilt or the pain, so deflected my curse to you. You seemed so much stronger, Duo. So cheerful. The death curse that was meant to be mine became yours."
"The death curse was *yours*?!" Duo shrieked. "Quatre! How could you do that to me?! We were friends!"
"We hadn't even met," Quatre explained, his head bowed in remorse. "Duo I heard about you from other street people, you were a legend, a soul who could not be broken, not even by death. I knew you were the one who could bear the curse without going mad. But Allah gave me a new curse when I gave you my old one. He gave me my spaceheart so that every time you suffered because of the curse, I would feel it. The guilt became too much to bear. That's why I took my own life. And when I saw that his life was going to be, endless days and nights in that institution, I took Trowa, too. I couldn't let him go through that because of me."
Duo nodded. "I'm glad you two are together. And I want you to be happy."
"Duo, you don't understand. Listen to me. Your baby is going to be stillborn. Shinigami doesn't sense your love for the infant yet, but during labor, you will be full of emotion that your love for the baby will be crystal clear. That's when the baby will die."
"I can't let that happen," Duo shook his head. "I won't let it happen."
"...let it happen!" Duo sat up to find a concerned Heero crouching beside him.
"I'm sorry." Heero told Duo. "I didn't mean for that to happen. Are you okay?"
Duo shook his head. "I don't know." he admitted. "I honestly don't know..."
"What did you dream about?"
"It wasn't my fault after all." Duo's eyes gleamed with tears of relief. "It wasn't my curse. I was simply holding it for someone who couldn't handle it as well as I could."
"Who?" Heero asked. It was still delusional talk, but at least Duo was putting aside the guilt he'd held for so long.
"Quatre." Duo replied. "He caused Trowa's death because he didn't want Trowa to spend his life in that mental hospital. He came to me because he was unhappy and couldn't rest. But he's at peace now. I forgave him."
"Hn..." Heero's eyes spoke all the words his lips failed to speak.
"I know." Duo nodded, in complete understanding. "I love you, too."
Heero blinked as Duo kissed him on the cheek, then stood up and left the room.