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Yaoi dislikers beware, this is a 4x5 (meep, not 3 ;;;^-^) and eventually 2x4. Bail now if you don’t like it. ?
Note: This is a futuristic Gundam setting, technology has advanced rather
a lot, and there is also an over abundance of psychics and such. People
are using more of their brains. Quatre has moved up to become one of the
most powerful psychics in the world ~.^
“I’ll be the One” - BSB, used with out permission
Part Two: Loss and Silence *teaser o' October 2000*
Duo stared down at his wrist with a maniacal kind of a glee. There were some old scars there. He hadn’t even taken a notice to them for the longest time. And now they stood out plainly against his pale skin, inviting him to trace a sharp object along them once again and fall into death’s serene and comforting embrace. He wanted to be taken away from this horrible reality that he had suddenly fallen into. He couldn’t stand hurting in this way.
His hair trailed down his back dejectedly. He remembered somewhere in the back of his hazy and foggy mind that he had been meaning to wash it when he had gotten into the shower. He sighed and looked around. There was nothing in the shower to cause bodily harm with. He sighed and shut the water off roughly. The impact of the faucet handle against his palm awakened him to the fact that he was still alive, despite everything else. A flush of anger worked up and through him.
“You promised me Heero. You promised you would stay…”
He closed his eyes and let his forehead fall against the tiling of the shower, and for the first time that day tears fell slowly down his cheeks, intermingling with the water. His knees felt like they weren’t there anymore. He sunk slowly down to his knees, a hearty sigh falling from his throat.
“I can’t take this…this being left behind…”
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Wufei stroked his tanned fingers lightly through Quatre’s corn silk hair, still blatantly aware of the way that the child was suffering. He was still a child himself, but didn’t think of himself as such anymore. Quatre wasn’t either, in any sense of the word, yet the mental state that he was in right then placed him close to the same. He mumbled quietly under his breath in Arabian and Wufei sighed in consternation. He had no idea what to do for the Master.
Inwardly he chided Quatre quietly. ~You shouldn’t have gotten so close to Trowa…you should have understood that when he was taken away, after getting that attached to him it would tear you apart if he were to be killed. ~
As he stared into the little blonde’s almost hysterical eyes he realized something. Quatre looked so lost, so plaintive. He realized the Master had –wanted- to take that risk, so that he could be closer to Trowa, and now he was reaping his own consequences. With a sigh Wufei let his hand rest on Quatre’s side. They were sitting in a rec. area of Peacemillion, on one of the big overstuffed couches. The little blonde had his legs curled up close to his body, almost in a fetal position and his head resting in Wufei’s lap. He had stopped crying about an hour ago and now was just lying there, talking as his brain spiraled out of control. He couldn’t control his mind on his own while he was in shock, and so now he was lost, traversing the miasma of his own thoughts. He was aware on a basic level, but the careful, calculating and utterly brilliant Quatre that everyone knew wasn’t home.
For now Wufei would serve as a human anchoring point. He resigned himself to sitting there for quite a while. When he looked down after a space he found Quatre staring at him quietly. When the little blonde spoke Wufei could barely understand him; his voice was so accented that it was barely comprehensible. Both he and Heero did that when they would get angry…they slipped closer to their native tongues than usual.
“Wufei?”
It was a quavering and pleading voice; Wufei’s usually hard eyes softened ever so slightly. The boy was in so much pain that he couldn’t believe the little blonde wasn’t seriously contemplating suicide.
“hm?”
“St-stay with me please?”
He couldn’t refuse those gentle eyes, not at all. Perhaps it was just a bit of Quatre’s tremendous will washing over to him, but he couldn’t help but feel protective of the small boy.
“I’ll stay Quatre.”
Quatre nodded. “You promise you’ll be there when I wake up?”
Wufei nodded solemnly. The little blonde let a ghost of a smile flicker onto his features. If the dragon had given his word then he was effectively bonded. Quatre knew the Chinese boy as an honorable and fair man. He was sure that the other would keep his word. Wufei watched quietly astonished as the little blonde let himself drop out of every world that he could have existed in and simply sleep as deeply as he could.
With effortless grace he scooped the small boy up and started carrying him back toward the places where they all slept. En route he met Howard. The old technician smiled sadly and nodded his respects silently and afterward kept right on walking. Wufei stood silent for a moment as well and then continued on his original course.
It didn’t take him long to get to the bedrooms. With great care he laid
the stricken Quatre down onto the down comforter of his bed and covered
him. It wouldn’t hurt the little blonde to leave for a moment. He needed
to find Duo and see what was wrong with the other boy. His senses were
tingling and screaming that there was something very not right going on.
- K u r i y a m i m i z u -
Keeper of Duo's Bloody Nightmares
Keeper of Duo's really bad migraines
Another occupant of the happy hentai house
Proud Member of the SDDI
Madam Hydra’s Sadistic Pet (mew ^-^)
Computer Caretaker of the Shinigami organization.
The Shinigami Organization
www.ShinigamiOrg.homestead.com/index.html
The only mob dedicated to Shinigami
ICQ me at #82315185
contact @: darksideduo@yahoo.com
See the art of the insanity that is the story?
White Reflection (my yaoi nook)
http://www.fortunecity.com/marina/tripcock/835/index.html
(Heero will show you in)
"The lights are on, but nobody's home.."-some really spiffy
movie I saw
"Everything you want is not necessarily everything you
need. Every second counts" -Vertical Horizon Music Vid.
"Fuck you no da!" -things chiri chiri will never say
"Every revolution begins with a single act of defiance"
Possessor of a mighty set of Two muses:
Chibi Kuri: little blue haired sayajin with quite a temper
Griffin: The little Duo-esque muse with a dark black
braid and a kawaii set of batwings (not to mention a cute .. *BEEP*..)
