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"Deviants"Written By: Shinigami 195 Disclaimer: I don't own them Rating: R Warnings: Yaoi, violence, blood, suicide themes. Pairings: 1+2, 3x4x3 Summary: The Deviants differ for the norm and
from the accepted standards of society. Somewhere in America there
is a house filled with these Deviants, all living their lives out
happily with only a few minor problems. But when a new arrival stirs
up trouble, things start to unravel and their safe world begins in
disappear. A group of five are left fighting for their lives and their
freedom "Deviants " Chapter Six – Heero and Duo Before they started, Heero closed the curtains and shut the door. He braced the chair against it like he had the other night and turned the light off. There in the darkness him and Duo sat on the bed and talked. “They always blamed me. I didn’t know why. My brother, Odin, was better at everything. He always got top grades, best at sport, things like that. After his death, I pushed myself to make myself the best, to try and be like him but my parents were never impressed. No one blamed me out loud, but I could see it in their eyes.” “Is that it? Your parents sent you here…” “…Because they could no longer cope with me. Getting that letter brought it all back, that’s why I did this” Heero paused to pull back his sleeves revealing the bandages on his wrists. “To try and forget. I had forgotten, when I’m round you and the others, what it is like to not fit in. there is nothing else to tell that covers it.” “I had a brother,” Duo started. “He was everything to me. We lost our parents at an early age and we were moved into an orphanage. Solo always used to tell me about his sixth sense. I was awed by it. He claimed he could read minds. He knew I loved to hear him talk about what others were thinking. He used that power against me. He made every one of my wishes come true. There was nothing I wanted that I didn’t get. Then one day I woke up and I could do this.” Duo stopped talking. He made no movement but the lights flickered on. Heero heard the light switch click but as he looked over at the door, he saw the chair still held it shut and no one stood by the light switch. “I don’t…” “I don’t know where it came from. Perhaps my desire to be like Solo was so great that my own brain manifested this power.” Duo glanced up at Heero’s face and could see he was still confused. “I can move things with my mind. Turn lights on and off, lock doors that don’t have locks on them. Remove clothing without touching them. I was so excited when I found I could do these things that I rushed to Solo… but he wasn’t as excited as I thought he would be. I was only five and my brother rejected me that day. For the next two years we lived in a foster home. Since we were siblings it meant we could be adopted together. An elderly couple took us in. but Solo turned them against me. He drove me insane. It all started on Christmas day, just a month after we had arrived there. I was given this beautiful toy. It was a black and white fighter. Like the ones you see in Transformers, only it was more beautiful than that. Deathscythe, I called it. Solo wanted it but I wouldn’t give it to him. As revenge, he took me outside and locked me in the garden shed. Two weeks I stayed there with no food and only a supply of melting ice to keep me watered. He told the couple that I had ran away. He finally let me out but I was punished for running away and no one would believe me when I told them what Solo had done.” “Could you not have unlocked it?” Heero asked softly. Duo gave a sad smile. “Solo told me my power was bad and if I used it, the demon would come and take me to hell.” Heero restrained himself from taking Duo into his arms. He had never wanted to hold and comfort someone so much. “Anyway, I suffered two years of this torment. Solo made it so that the couple feared me. He tried to kill me, many times. Told me that he had read the minds of the couple and they wanted me dead. He said he had to fulfil their desires. The first time he did it, I was in the bath. He came in and locked the door. He took hold of the shaving blade that rested on the shelf above the bath and sliced open my veins. He told me there, he was doing this because… because my power was dangerous and I was too dangerous to be allowed around humans. I had to die, he told me. He killed himself. Two years after we had moved in with that couple. I don’t know why he did, and I don’t think I will ever understand but he took me into the bathroom, laid himself naked in the bathwater, pulled me into the bath with him and slit his wrists. Said I had driven him to this. He clutched me as the water turned red and I couldn’t move. A whole day passed of me laying in the cold water, my brother’s dead body underneath me. Then I was sent here. A nutcase, I was told.” “I’m sorry.” Duo shrugged. “With Kendal’s help, I started to understand that it wasn’t evil. There was certainly no explanation as to why I can move things. Kendal says you sometimes have to take things as they are and not question why. After my first encounter with Riana, things got worse. I began to hear things, voices in my head. Remember in your first week, you woke to find me in your room?” Heero nodded. “I could hear you screaming in my head. I could see your nightmare and I came to help. Not just because you need it but because I needed it too.” “So, what happens now?” “To me, or to you?” “Both of us.” “There’s nothing wrong with you, Heero. All you need is friendship. Your parents took away all human interaction from you. You just need to get it back.” “And you?” “I’m incurable.” “Incurable?” Duo closed his eyes before he continued. “When I turn twenty-one, I will no longer be within Kendal’s guardianship. According to a doctor, I’m insane. I’m a danger to others and myself. When I turn twenty one I get to graduate for here and I get put into a insane asylum.” “Is there nothing that can be done?” Duo shook his head and reopened his eyes. Those violet orbs stared at Heero. “My fate is sealed. I’m used to the idea.” There was nothing Heero could say to that. He couldn’t find the words. Slowly, he reached out and took hold of Duo’s hand. The slightly smaller boy squeezed the hand that took hold of his. “Thank you for sharing with me,” Duo whispered. “Your welcome.” Neither Duo nor Heero made it down to dinner that night. When dawn rose the following morning, the two boys were found intertwined on Heero’s bed. As Duo stirred, Heero’s eyes opened. He blinked at his ceiling. The overhead light was still on and his right arm was dead. He glanced to his right so see Duo’s eyes staring back at him. “Good morning.” “Morning. I can’t feel my arm.” Duo smiled and slowly raised himself up, allowing Heero the chance to reclaim his arm. “Did you sleep well?” Duo asked, mainly to beak the silence. “Yes.” Heero sat up too. Duo glanced at Heero quickly looking away, scared that Heero might see his blush. “I need a shower!” Duo claimed but as he tried to climb out of bed, he realised too late, his leg was tangled in Heero’s and together they rolled out of the bed and landed on the floor with an almighty crash. Duo couldn’t stop giggling. Heero found himself pinning Duo to the floor and Duo was still giggling like a schoolgirl. Without anything else in mind part from shutting Duo up, Heero bent his head and pressed his lips against Duo’s. The boy stopped giggling. He stopped breathing for a moment. Heero pulled back, leaving a stunned Duo in his wake. “What was that?” “Don’t tell me you’ve never been kissed before,” Heero said. “I’ve been kissed before. Why did you kiss me?” “Seemed like a good idea.” Duo’s eyes seemed to sparkle at the answer and before anything else could be said, Duo pushed himself off the ground and pressed his lips against Heero’s. Suddenly being intertwined with each other didn’t seem like a bad thing. TBC... |
