Disclaimer: I only own Eya and Yasha. Kivi and Fayla are property of
themselves. I do not own Gundam Wing.
Author's note: Yet another random fic! Where are these coming from? Anyway, this fic is dedicated to my cousin, who has gone through a similar experience.
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Rain poured down on the two young men as they continued to walk down the street. The American with a long brown braid was wearing a long black coat. Walking beside him, a blonde Arabian, wore a long tan coat and held onto an umbrella, keeping the rain off half of both men, while the other half continued to get rained on.
Quatre walked down the street, his eyes wandering the sidewalks and the road. Duo scanned the mobs of people walking around.
"I'm really worried about her, Duo. It's been hours since I last heard from her, and it's getting dark…"
Duo cut him off. "Don't worry, we'll find her. She probably found a good sale or something. Maybe she got together with the girls and forgot to call you."
Quatre's normally bright blue eyes were dark as the clouds above them in worry. "I don't know. I just can't shake this feeling that something bad has happened to her. Maybe I should have gone with her to get groceries."
Duo's cobalt eyes smiled at Quatre, attempting to cheer him up. "Come on, she'll be fine." They passed by an alleyway. "Just you wait. I wouldn't be surprised if she turned that corner right up there and started calling us over."
Suddenly Quatre stopped dead in his tracks. Duo stopped and turned to look at him.
"Why did you stop?" Then he noticed the blank look in his eyes and that Quatre's face had gone even paler than ever before. "Quatre? Are you all right?" Duo's eyes narrowed and darkened in worry. "Quatre, are you all right? Quatre!"
Quatre's ability to move was yanked away from him along with his sense of awareness. The only thing he heard was faint female cries coming from the alleyway.
'Please, let me go…'
'Help me…'
'No…'
'Why are you doing this to me?…'
'Please, somebody help me…'
Quatre came back to his senses to feel Duo shaking his shoulders and calling out his name. With one arm, he pushed him off and listened intently for the voices. "Did you hear them?" he asked, looking at Duo.
"What?" asked Duo, surprised and confused.
"Voices," said Quatre as he turned towards the alleyway. "And they were coming from here!" He took off down the alleyway.
"I don't hear any voices… Hey Quatre! Wait up!" Duo took off after his friend down the alleyway, still confused.
The two boys ran side by side, Quatre guiding them. "I heard voices, they were begging for help. Something happened down here, Duo. I just know it!"
Duo absorbed this information, then asked, "Hey, why didn't I hear these voices too?" They both turned to the right. "I mean, my hearing is just as good as yours…"
He nearly ran into Quatre, standing as still as a statue, eyes wide and frozen in horror.
"What? What is…" He froze as he saw why Quatre had frozen in horror. He took a similar stance, his mouth slightly open and his body rigid with terror, his eyes wide open with shock.
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Author's note: You'll have to let me know if you want me to finish this one. I'm not completely sure if I want to. I'll let you guys decide.
Author's note: Yet another random fic! Where are these coming from? Anyway, this fic is dedicated to my cousin, who has gone through a similar experience.
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Rain poured down on the two young men as they continued to walk down the street. The American with a long brown braid was wearing a long black coat. Walking beside him, a blonde Arabian, wore a long tan coat and held onto an umbrella, keeping the rain off half of both men, while the other half continued to get rained on.
Quatre walked down the street, his eyes wandering the sidewalks and the road. Duo scanned the mobs of people walking around.
"I'm really worried about her, Duo. It's been hours since I last heard from her, and it's getting dark…"
Duo cut him off. "Don't worry, we'll find her. She probably found a good sale or something. Maybe she got together with the girls and forgot to call you."
Quatre's normally bright blue eyes were dark as the clouds above them in worry. "I don't know. I just can't shake this feeling that something bad has happened to her. Maybe I should have gone with her to get groceries."
Duo's cobalt eyes smiled at Quatre, attempting to cheer him up. "Come on, she'll be fine." They passed by an alleyway. "Just you wait. I wouldn't be surprised if she turned that corner right up there and started calling us over."
Suddenly Quatre stopped dead in his tracks. Duo stopped and turned to look at him.
"Why did you stop?" Then he noticed the blank look in his eyes and that Quatre's face had gone even paler than ever before. "Quatre? Are you all right?" Duo's eyes narrowed and darkened in worry. "Quatre, are you all right? Quatre!"
Quatre's ability to move was yanked away from him along with his sense of awareness. The only thing he heard was faint female cries coming from the alleyway.
'Please, let me go…'
'Help me…'
'No…'
'Why are you doing this to me?…'
'Please, somebody help me…'
Quatre came back to his senses to feel Duo shaking his shoulders and calling out his name. With one arm, he pushed him off and listened intently for the voices. "Did you hear them?" he asked, looking at Duo.
"What?" asked Duo, surprised and confused.
"Voices," said Quatre as he turned towards the alleyway. "And they were coming from here!" He took off down the alleyway.
"I don't hear any voices… Hey Quatre! Wait up!" Duo took off after his friend down the alleyway, still confused.
The two boys ran side by side, Quatre guiding them. "I heard voices, they were begging for help. Something happened down here, Duo. I just know it!"
Duo absorbed this information, then asked, "Hey, why didn't I hear these voices too?" They both turned to the right. "I mean, my hearing is just as good as yours…"
He nearly ran into Quatre, standing as still as a statue, eyes wide and frozen in horror.
"What? What is…" He froze as he saw why Quatre had frozen in horror. He took a similar stance, his mouth slightly open and his body rigid with terror, his eyes wide open with shock.
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Author's note: You'll have to let me know if you want me to finish this one. I'm not completely sure if I want to. I'll let you guys decide.