Warning: shonen ai hints, OOC, humor Diclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing! Some really lucky people do. Pairs: 1+2 Notes: I got the idea from part of "My life and Hard Times" by James Thurber. (<>(<>(<>(<>(<>(<>(<>(<>(<>(<>(<>(<>(<>(<>(<>(<>(<>(<>(<>(<>(<>(<>(<>(<>(<>(<>( by Solo Wolf
"The Night The Bed Fell" Trowa's POV It happened when Heero had decided to sleep in the attic one night, to be away where he could think. Duo opposed the notion strongly because, he said, the old wooden bed up there was unsafe; it was wobbly and the heavy headboard would crash down on Heero's head in case the bed fell and kill him. There was no dissuading him, however, and at a quarter past ten he closed the attic door behind him and went up the narrow, twisting stairs. We later heard ominous creakings as he crawled into bed. We had just found out something new about Quatre too. He believed that he would cease breathing when he was asleep. It was his feeling that if he were not awakened every hour during the night, he might die of suffocation. He had been accustomed to setting an alarm clock to ring at intervals until morning, but I persuaded him to abandon this. He slept in my room and I told him that I was such a light sleeper that if anybody quit breathing in the same room, I would wake instantly. He tested me the first night- which I had suspected he would- by holding his breath after my regular breathing had convinced him I was asleep. I was not asleep, however, and called out to him. This seemed to allay his fears a little, but he took the precaution of putting a glass of spirits of camphor on a little table at the head of his bed. I case I didn't awake him until he was almost gone, would sniff the camphor, a powerful reviver. By midnight we were all in bed. The layout of the rooms and disposition of their occupants is important to an understanding of what later occurred. In the front room upstairs (just under Heero's attic bedroom) were Duo and pilot 05, Wufei, who sometimes sang in his sleep, usually "Marching Through Georgia" or "Onward, Christian Soldiers." Quatre and myself were in a room adjoining this one. My bed was an army cot, one of those affairs which are made wide enough to sleep on comfortably only by putting up, flat in the middle section, the two sides which ordinarily hang down like the sideboards of a drop-leaf table. When these sides are up, it is perilous to roll to far toward the edge, for then the cot is likely to tip completely over, bringing the whole bed down on top of one, with a tremendous, banging crash. This, in fact is precisely what happened, about two o'clock in the morning. (It was Duo who, in recalling the scene later, first referred to it as "the night the bed fell on Heero) Always a deep sleeper, slow to awaken (I lied to Quatre), I was at first unconscious of what had happened when the iron cot rolled me onto the floor and toppled over me. It left me still warmly bundled and unhurt, for the bed rested above me like a canopy. Hence I did not wake up, only reached the edge of consciousness and went back. The racket, however instantly awakened Duo, in the next room, who came to the immediate conclusion that his worst dread was realized; the big wooden bed upstairs had fallen on Heero. He therefore screamed, "WE NEED TO SAVE HEERO!!!!" It was this shout, rather than the noise of my cot falling, that awakened Wufei in the same room with him. He thought that Duo had become, for no apparent reason, hysterical. "You're alright Baka!" he shouted trying to calm him. They exchanged shout for shout for perhaps ten seconds. That woke up Quatre.
By this time I was conscious of what was going on, in a vague way, but did not realize that I was under my bed instead of on it. Quatre, awakening in the midst of loud shouts of fear and apprehension, came to the quick conclusion that he was suffocating and we were trying to "bring him out." With a low moan, he grasped the glass of camphor at the head of his bed and instead of sniffing it poured it over himself. The room reeked of camphor. "Ugf, ahfg," choked Quatre, like a drowning man for he had almost succeeded in stopping his breath under the deluge of pungent spirits. He leapt out the bed and groped toward the open window, but he came up against the one that closed. With his hand, he beat out the glass, and I could hear it tinkle on the alleyway below. It was at this juncture that I, in trying to get up, had the uncanny sensation of the bed above me! Foggy with sleep, I now suspected, in my turn, that the uproar was being made in a frantic endeavor to extricate me from what must be an unheard-of and dangerous situation. "GET ME OUT OF THIS!" I wailed. "GET ME OUT!" I think I had the nightmarish belief that I was entombed in a mine. "Gugh," gasped Quatre floundering in his camphor.By this time Duo, still shouting, persued by Wufei ranting about sleep loss, was trying to open the door to the attic, in order to fish Heero's body out of the wreckage. The door was stuck, however, and wouldn't yield. Duo's frantic pulls only lead to more banging and confusion.. Heero, farthest away and the soundest sleeper of all, had by this time been awakened by the battering on the attic door. He decided that the safehouse was on fire. "I'm coming, I'm coming!" he wailed in a slow, sleepy voice-it took him many minutes to regain full consciousness. Duo, still believing Heero was caught under the bed, detected his "I'm coming!" the mournful, resigned note of who is preparing to meet his Maker. "HE'S DYING!!!" he shouted. "I'm alright!" Quatre yelled to reassure him. He still believed that it was his own closeness to death that was worrying Duo. I at last found the light switch in my room, unlocked the door, and Quatre and I joined the others at the attic door. We could hear Heero crawling out of bed upstairs. Wufei pulled the attic door open, with a mighty jerk, and Heero came down the stairs, sleepy and irritable but safe and sound. Duo glomped Heero when he saw him. "What the hell has been going on here?" asked Heero The situation was finally put together like a giant jigsaw puzzle. Heero caught a cold from prowling around in bare feet but there were no other bad results.
End
S.W: *looks around like a nervous chipmunk and runs* Send feedback to QUADDRAGON12@att.net.
Warnings: Songfic, angst?, shonen ai, AU?, WEEEEEEEEEEIIIRRRRRD!!!!
Disclaimer: *sighs* I don't own Gundam Wing...(man am I sick of typing this!!!!) Pairs:1+2 ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
by Solo Wolf "Making it Better Starts With a Letter"
/Duo opens up his mailbox and takes out a light blue envelope. He opens it up and reads carefully. His emotions clash as he reads the neat handwriting./ I found your letter in my mailbox today You were just checking if I was ok And if I miss you, well you know what they say
Just once in a very blue moon,
And I feel one coming soon
/Heero's laptop beeps and he strolls over and reads the new e-mail typed in a baby blue color. His heart starts to break./ No need to tell me you'd like to be freinds And help me get back on my feet again '
Cause if I still miss you, its just now and then
Just once in a very blue moon, And I feel one coming soon
/Its late at night. Heero is walking down the sidewalk not paying any attention to were he is going. The night sky becomes brighter and Heero looks at it and starts to cry bitter tears. Duo is sitting on his porch thinking about a certain somebody. The sky casts a soft glow on him he glances at the light and silent tears stream down his face./
There's a blue moon shining
When I'm reminded of all we've been through Such a blue moon shining
Does it ever shine down on you
/Duo runs back inside into his bedroom. Heero goes back the way he came, guilt weighing heavily opon his mind./ 'Cause you act like it never really hurt you at all I'm the only one getting up from the fall Tell me don't you feel it, can't you recall
And I feel one coming on soon
/Duo leaves L2, finding the memories to painfull and goes to earth. Heero thinks about all the experiences he and Duo went through and a slight smile crosses his lips. He walks over to his laptop and starts typing. Duo goes over to the computer and checks his e-mail and reads Heero's message. I brilliant smile crosses his features as he started packing his stuff./
The End
S.W: GA! That was horrible! If your curious this was after Heero and Duo got into a fight. Blame this on my Muse, Vinny.
*points to a wan elf-looking person with purple hair huddled in a corner* Vinny: *glares*
S.W: *sighes* I really should put him up for adoption..............Please send feedback to QUADDRAGON12@att.net. Mabey, just mabey that would fuel Vinny and make him feel better.
