The Dream Weaver
The First Thread
by: Dekiru-chan
Like a melodious rhapsody, the tune thrilled sweetly in his ear. Outside, a sparrow chirped sweetly greeting the morning sun that adorned its golden feathers. The blinds snapped up and the moist, ebony eyes turned innocently towards a disgruntled and sleepy figure.
BOOM!
Duo woke up, thrashing about and entangling himself in his sheets as the sudden noise shook the house.
"AGH!" The scream reverberated in the halls of Relena's palace as she hollered to the highest decibel she could.
Trowa leaped into the 'Queen of the World's' room, his hair comically splayed in every direction. One emerald eye darted back and forth as he searched for the 'intruder'.
Quatre stumbled into the pink plastered room and stuttered. "M-miss Relena! What's wrong?!" Before she could reply, a whirlwind tore into the room.
Duo clutched a large hairbrush and scampered into the room, brandishing it wildly. His hair whirled around his face like a skirt. "Die!" He halted in the middle of the room and waved the brush in a confused manner.
Relena sat up right in her bed, her sheets clutched around her like it was armor. She gazed wide eyed at the three boys that flew into her room.
Suddenly she drew back in disgust and backed away from Duo until she had the reassuring comfort of the wall. "You! You killed him! Y-you... you monster!"
Quatre and Trowa sweatdropped as Relena dropped from the side of the bed to the ground and started sobbing. The kindly Arabian knelt by the girl and touched her cautiously on the shoulder. "Umm... Relena-sama... Daijobu?"
Her body shook uncontrollably with her tears flowing openly from her eyes as she looked up. "No!" She screamed with such vehemence that it was frightening. The emotional girl regained her composure and shrieked again. "He did it!"
Trowa frowned. "What did Duo do?" Relena buried her head in her hands again, as Quatre dodged the hair that whipped out for his face. Trowa shot a glance at the braided pilot who shrugged and frowned. The pacifist then raised her head with slow deliberation and stared right into Trowa's intense jade eyes.
"He killed.... " A bewildered Duo, Quatre, and Trowa listened with bated breath as Relena gulped precious air and continued. "... Heero."
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Duo was the first to break the silence with laughter. Quatre frowned and Trowa scowled at the tear-stained face of Relena as she spread her hands in the gesture of innocence. "It's true!"
Quatre rolled his eyes and sighed towards the ceiling as he replied patiently. "Miss Relena, Heero is downstairs working on his Gundam. I saw him leave early in the morning." Relena looked dubious. Quatre sighed and reassurred the 'Queen of the World' once again. "I doubt that any mortal could manage to kill Heero... especially Duo."
Duo raised and eyebrow and opened his mouth to protest, but closed it immediately and grinned. "That must have been some dream." Trowa gave a rare chuckle and shook his head. He headed out, still smiling. Duo followed him, rolling his eyes towards the ceiling. Quatre nodded courteously at the perplexed girl and also walked out into the hallway.
When he was certain he was out of hearing range, he couldn't help but chuckle. He caught up with Trowa and Duo who were doubled up with silent laughter.
Duo managed to choke out some incoherent words as he cracked up. "Did... you.... see.... her expression.... when... she....she...saw... me?! She was.... like.... You evil... monster.... he did it!.... "
Trowa smirked and shook his head once again. Quatre frowned. "Maybe she's right... Maybe Heero is ...." He hesitated on the last word, afraid to say it.
"Dead?" A deep monotone voice interrupted the gentle pilot. All three whirled around to see the familiar green tank top and black spandex shorts.
Trowa raised his eyebrows and looked down at the spluttering Quatre. "Well... here he is. Fine and well." He gestured towards Relena's room with a languid motion. "You better go in there and tell her you're alive."
Heero nodded, unperturbed. "Bad dreams again ne?"
"Hai."
"Hn."
Duo watched the Japanese boy enter Relena's room and winced at the squeal of joy and relief that jarred his mind. He turned to Trowa. "Again? This happened before?"
"Its been occurring for quite a long time actually."
"Stress?"
Trowa looked away and contemplated for a while, then shook his head. "This may sound crazy... but Heero, Wufei, and I have a theory that some rebels are tampering with Relena's mind in some way."
Quatre stood there in uncertain silence as Duo snorted and tossed his braid so it fell neatly on his back. "So... what you're saying is: Some psychic weirdo is messing with Relena's mind?"
"Bingo."
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Owari... for now ^.~
Dekiru-chan: Anou... Disturbing ne? What's even more frightening was the fact I was listening to this adorable Digi Charat song while I wrote this. o.O;;; Is this good? READ and REVIEW... kudasai. ^.~ Here's a preview of the next part.
Preview of Dream Weaver:
~ Duo never took his eyes off of him, even when he sat next to the emotionless pilot and asked hesistantly.
"What did.... he say?"
The Japanese pilot was quiet for a moment, then answered, just as quietly.
"Hands... small, cold hands."~