Quiet Celebration 5
Surprise! I managed to get another chapter done! and I think we're nearing the end too, I don't know if that'll make people happy or sad, but I'm actually surprised at how long this story has become.
Hasn't been much to celebrate in these last few chapter eh? ^_~
Quiet Celebration
Quiet Celebration 2
Quiet Celebration 3
Quiet Celebration 4
Title: Quiet Celebration 5
Prompt: Fireworks
Show: Gundam Wing
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Hurt/Comfort, Romance
Characters: Heero/Relena [mention and appearance of the others]
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters from Gundam Wing
“You look exhausted,” Quatre said pulling Relena into a tight embrace.
Trowa though the same could be said for all involved, the stress of the situation was getting to them. Emerald eyes swept across every face in the room, and he could easily see the stress etched on Duo and Wufei’s faces as well.
“Frustrated is more like it,” Relena replied stiffly.
Quatre draped a gentle arm around Relena’s shoulders and guided her to one of the plush couches. They’d taken up residence in the doctor’s lounge, two floors down from Heero’s room. Neither Duo nor Wufei had actually spoken with Heero, but Trowa had got the impression-at least on Duo’s part-that he wasn’t ready to see his friend like this.
“I can’t get him to see reason!” she exclaimed red rimmed eyes immediately seeking out Trowa’s face. They hadn’t yet spoken about the fact that he was Heero’s proxy and not Relena. With everything else going on Trowa wasn’t in a rush to start it himself.
But Quatre took Relena’s attention, “And he obviously can’t get you to see his.”
“You agree with him?” Relena asked pulling back in shock.
“That’s not what he meant Lena,” Duo attempted to sooth shifting to the edge of his seat. “I’m no more happy about this than you are, but I think I know where he’s coming from.”
Wufei got up from his chair and crossed the room to Relena, “In the end we have to respect Heero’s wishes.”
“You would let him kill himself?” she demanded angrily.
It was all an open wound so raw impossible to touch, but they couldn’t avoid it either. Which was why Trowa had been so happy to see Quatre, “We’re doing everything we can to save him, you know that.”
Relena nodded leaning into Quatre’s embrace, “But he’s doing everything he can to stop us.”
“Like what?” Trowa asked.
“He removed his name from the donation list,” she responded voice calmer, more in control
Trowa shook his head, he knew leaving that laptop in the room had been a bad idea, but he really hadn’t thought Heero had enough energy left to use it when he’d left the room. He made a mental note to take it out just as soon as he was done here.
“Did he tell you why?” Duo asked.
Relena took a moment to gather herself, and Trowa saw the flash of a wan smile when she accepted the glass of water Wufei passed to her. “He doesn’t think he has the right to put his life before a war orphan. He’s treating it like he was the one that killed the girl’s parents.” She took a slow breath, “Which is why I want to give him one of mine! Then he’s not taking anyone’s place!”
“He doesn’t want you to take that risk,” Trowa pointed out gently, only to see a fire ignite in Relena’s eyes.
“So I keep being told!” she fumed, turning more fully to face him, “Which brings me to a question I’ve been wondering about, why are you Heero’s proxy? Did he even consider asking me?” her voice quivered there at the end eyes becoming glasses the fire nearly quenched.
And there it was, the question that perhaps had been on everyone’s mind simply because neither Heero nor Trowa had saw fit to discus it. “He asked me a few years back,” Trowa said with a shrug. At the time he hadn’t thought much of it. Wasn’t honored to have been chosen…
~Trowa heard the footsteps in the distance crunching on the loose gravel. Looking up from the motor bike he had been working on, he was surprised to see Heero striding toward him. Trowa stood, pulling a cloth from the back of his jeans so he could wipe the grease and oil from his hands.
The former clown had chosen a quiet edge of the circus grounds to work on his bike; he’d added it to the show. It was dangerous and exciting, exactly what he needed to keep from becoming bored with his life.
“Heero,” Trowa greeted with a nod, as his friend came to a stop on the other side of the bike.
Heero’s cobalt eyes swept across the bike, “Avoiding knives get boring?” he asked with a raised eyebrow.
“Something like that,” Trowa shrugged, turning his full attention on Heero, “What brings you out here?” Trowa knew the former pilot didn’t have a lot of free time, being a part of Relena’s personal guard.
The Japanese man lifted his right hand drawing Trowa’s attention to an envelope he was carrying. “I want you to be my Proxy,” he explained bluntly.
Trowa accepted the envelope and quickly pulled out the papers, emerald eyes sweeping over the legal documents. “What brought this on?”
“Dangerous work,” he said with a shrug.
He fingered the paper looking from it to Heero, “You’re don’t want Relena?” it seemed the logical first choice.
Heero drew in a breath at that, “I don’t want to put her in that position. We’ve gone through this before,” he shrugged again, “Might as well make it official.”
“She won’t be happy about it,” Trowa pointed out, but wasn’t himself all that concerned.
Heero nodded his head, but at the same time responded firmly “It’s best this way.”~
Trowa blinked looking directly into Relena’s demanding eyes, “He couldn’t ask you, he didn’t want to put you in the position of having to make the final choice.”
“And you’ll sit by and let him die when I could save him?!” she demanded angrily.
The tension in the room leapt as all eyes landed on Trowa, all he could do was sigh. “If he is unable to make decisions for himself I’ll take over. But I have to tell you, that I agree with his decision.” Relena rose up in protest, but Trowa was quick to continue, “At least in regards to you,” he knew that wouldn’t help much but it was the truth. “You shouldn’t take the risk.”
She glanced around the room at each face, “You all agree,” her tone was one of disbelief.
“In normal situations a decision like that would require weeks of consideration before any doctor would approve,” Sally said walking into the lounge.
“How is he?” Quatre asked keeping an arm around Relena’s shoulder.
“Determined,” she said pulling a chair away from the table in the center of the room, “Which we all know is good and bad.”
Relena pushed away from Quatre moving to the edge of her seat, “Is there nothing I can do? You know I want to do this!”
“I’m checking his thyroid levels, but I doubt they’re low enough to indicate depression,” the doctor said with a shake of her head.
Trowa’s eyes narrowed, “You won’t be declaring him mentally unfit,” he said firmly.
“So then what now?” Wufei asked.
“He’s not going to accept a kidney from Relena, doesn’t want to be on the list,” Duo listed throwing his hands up in the air. “What happens when a kidney become available?”
Trowa watched as Relena brightened immediately, “Can he be forced to accept?” he was a little annoyed that she didn’t look to him with that question but at the same time could understand.
Sally leaned her arm on the table and propped her head in her hand, “I doubt it, whether I like it or not he’s got a point. His condition at the moment is no worse than Anaya’s, leaving her at the top of the list.”
“So all we need is two kidneys…” Quatre mused, left hand absently massaging Relena’s neck.
A smirk pulled at Trowa’s lips, but he kept to himself, knowing the less questions asked at this point in time the better.
Thanks for reading! I hope you enjoyed!
Hasn't been much to celebrate in these last few chapter eh? ^_~
Quiet Celebration
Quiet Celebration 2
Quiet Celebration 3
Quiet Celebration 4
Title: Quiet Celebration 5
Prompt: Fireworks
Show: Gundam Wing
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Hurt/Comfort, Romance
Characters: Heero/Relena [mention and appearance of the others]
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters from Gundam Wing
“You look exhausted,” Quatre said pulling Relena into a tight embrace.
Trowa though the same could be said for all involved, the stress of the situation was getting to them. Emerald eyes swept across every face in the room, and he could easily see the stress etched on Duo and Wufei’s faces as well.
“Frustrated is more like it,” Relena replied stiffly.
Quatre draped a gentle arm around Relena’s shoulders and guided her to one of the plush couches. They’d taken up residence in the doctor’s lounge, two floors down from Heero’s room. Neither Duo nor Wufei had actually spoken with Heero, but Trowa had got the impression-at least on Duo’s part-that he wasn’t ready to see his friend like this.
“I can’t get him to see reason!” she exclaimed red rimmed eyes immediately seeking out Trowa’s face. They hadn’t yet spoken about the fact that he was Heero’s proxy and not Relena. With everything else going on Trowa wasn’t in a rush to start it himself.
But Quatre took Relena’s attention, “And he obviously can’t get you to see his.”
“You agree with him?” Relena asked pulling back in shock.
“That’s not what he meant Lena,” Duo attempted to sooth shifting to the edge of his seat. “I’m no more happy about this than you are, but I think I know where he’s coming from.”
Wufei got up from his chair and crossed the room to Relena, “In the end we have to respect Heero’s wishes.”
“You would let him kill himself?” she demanded angrily.
It was all an open wound so raw impossible to touch, but they couldn’t avoid it either. Which was why Trowa had been so happy to see Quatre, “We’re doing everything we can to save him, you know that.”
Relena nodded leaning into Quatre’s embrace, “But he’s doing everything he can to stop us.”
“Like what?” Trowa asked.
“He removed his name from the donation list,” she responded voice calmer, more in control
Trowa shook his head, he knew leaving that laptop in the room had been a bad idea, but he really hadn’t thought Heero had enough energy left to use it when he’d left the room. He made a mental note to take it out just as soon as he was done here.
“Did he tell you why?” Duo asked.
Relena took a moment to gather herself, and Trowa saw the flash of a wan smile when she accepted the glass of water Wufei passed to her. “He doesn’t think he has the right to put his life before a war orphan. He’s treating it like he was the one that killed the girl’s parents.” She took a slow breath, “Which is why I want to give him one of mine! Then he’s not taking anyone’s place!”
“He doesn’t want you to take that risk,” Trowa pointed out gently, only to see a fire ignite in Relena’s eyes.
“So I keep being told!” she fumed, turning more fully to face him, “Which brings me to a question I’ve been wondering about, why are you Heero’s proxy? Did he even consider asking me?” her voice quivered there at the end eyes becoming glasses the fire nearly quenched.
And there it was, the question that perhaps had been on everyone’s mind simply because neither Heero nor Trowa had saw fit to discus it. “He asked me a few years back,” Trowa said with a shrug. At the time he hadn’t thought much of it. Wasn’t honored to have been chosen…
~Trowa heard the footsteps in the distance crunching on the loose gravel. Looking up from the motor bike he had been working on, he was surprised to see Heero striding toward him. Trowa stood, pulling a cloth from the back of his jeans so he could wipe the grease and oil from his hands.
The former clown had chosen a quiet edge of the circus grounds to work on his bike; he’d added it to the show. It was dangerous and exciting, exactly what he needed to keep from becoming bored with his life.
“Heero,” Trowa greeted with a nod, as his friend came to a stop on the other side of the bike.
Heero’s cobalt eyes swept across the bike, “Avoiding knives get boring?” he asked with a raised eyebrow.
“Something like that,” Trowa shrugged, turning his full attention on Heero, “What brings you out here?” Trowa knew the former pilot didn’t have a lot of free time, being a part of Relena’s personal guard.
The Japanese man lifted his right hand drawing Trowa’s attention to an envelope he was carrying. “I want you to be my Proxy,” he explained bluntly.
Trowa accepted the envelope and quickly pulled out the papers, emerald eyes sweeping over the legal documents. “What brought this on?”
“Dangerous work,” he said with a shrug.
He fingered the paper looking from it to Heero, “You’re don’t want Relena?” it seemed the logical first choice.
Heero drew in a breath at that, “I don’t want to put her in that position. We’ve gone through this before,” he shrugged again, “Might as well make it official.”
“She won’t be happy about it,” Trowa pointed out, but wasn’t himself all that concerned.
Heero nodded his head, but at the same time responded firmly “It’s best this way.”~
Trowa blinked looking directly into Relena’s demanding eyes, “He couldn’t ask you, he didn’t want to put you in the position of having to make the final choice.”
“And you’ll sit by and let him die when I could save him?!” she demanded angrily.
The tension in the room leapt as all eyes landed on Trowa, all he could do was sigh. “If he is unable to make decisions for himself I’ll take over. But I have to tell you, that I agree with his decision.” Relena rose up in protest, but Trowa was quick to continue, “At least in regards to you,” he knew that wouldn’t help much but it was the truth. “You shouldn’t take the risk.”
She glanced around the room at each face, “You all agree,” her tone was one of disbelief.
“In normal situations a decision like that would require weeks of consideration before any doctor would approve,” Sally said walking into the lounge.
“How is he?” Quatre asked keeping an arm around Relena’s shoulder.
“Determined,” she said pulling a chair away from the table in the center of the room, “Which we all know is good and bad.”
Relena pushed away from Quatre moving to the edge of her seat, “Is there nothing I can do? You know I want to do this!”
“I’m checking his thyroid levels, but I doubt they’re low enough to indicate depression,” the doctor said with a shake of her head.
Trowa’s eyes narrowed, “You won’t be declaring him mentally unfit,” he said firmly.
“So then what now?” Wufei asked.
“He’s not going to accept a kidney from Relena, doesn’t want to be on the list,” Duo listed throwing his hands up in the air. “What happens when a kidney become available?”
Trowa watched as Relena brightened immediately, “Can he be forced to accept?” he was a little annoyed that she didn’t look to him with that question but at the same time could understand.
Sally leaned her arm on the table and propped her head in her hand, “I doubt it, whether I like it or not he’s got a point. His condition at the moment is no worse than Anaya’s, leaving her at the top of the list.”
“So all we need is two kidneys…” Quatre mused, left hand absently massaging Relena’s neck.
A smirk pulled at Trowa’s lips, but he kept to himself, knowing the less questions asked at this point in time the better.
Thanks for reading! I hope you enjoyed!