Up With the Dawn: part one
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Warning: Violent / MAL / Yaoi
Pairings: 1*2 / 3*4
Status: Ongoing
Parts: 3/4 complete
Key:
//.....// Thoughts
"......" Dialogue
-.....- stressed
Stressed
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It was early morning, and the sun was only just beginning to
think of
rising.
A lone figure was stalking across the rooftops. It moved as
silent as a cat
on the prowl, each footstep not making so much as a sound as
it leaped
gracefully through the night with superhuman strength. It
was on a
mission, and nothing could, or would, get in the way. It
must find its
prey, it was a matter of life and death. And this particular
warrior wasn't
about to be defeated.
Very abruptly the figure came to a stop as it spotted the
newest victim.
The figure down on the street, a male of the human species,
quite
attractive by human standards. //There you are, trying to
hide from me
are you?// A sadistic smile crossed the figures face,
revealing sharp teeth
as it moved in for the kill. The prey appeared nervous and
kept looking
around its surroundings, but he never saw his attacker
coming and was
easily subdued.
An ear-piercing scream split the silent night air once, then
it was muffled
and all fell quiet again. Lights from a nearby house flicked
on, then
shouts and murmurs could be heard coming in the figure's
direction. The
figure sprang to their feet and watched from the safety of a
dark alleyway
as the neighbors found the lifeless body sprawled out on the
street. A
woman screamed,
No one saw the dark figure lurking off into the night…
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(At the Gundam Safehouse / Eleven hundred hours )
"Maxwell! What did you do with my clothes?!" Wufei
screamed. His
outraged yell was heard throughout the safehouse and all the
way into
the living room.
Duo Maxwell sat on the floor of the Gundam pilots safehouse
reading a
newspaper article. When he heard Wufei screaming his name
and saw him
come storming into the room, looking about for the young
pilot, wearing
only a bath towel, Duo burst into a loud fit of laughter.
Wufei turned an enraged glare in Duo's direction. "You
think its funny?!"
The braided American boy wasn't able to answer because of
his laughing
and instead rolled across the floor in a hysterical fit.
Heero Yuy watched from a nearby table as he assembled and
disassembled his gun in rapid succession.
Wufei's face grew red and steam could almost be seen spewing
from his
ears as he grabbed a still laughing Duo's braid and shoved
it down the
smart aleck's mouth. "ACK!!! What the hell are you
doing Wufei, trying to
kill me?!"
"Precisely. Now where are my clothes?"
But the sixteen-year-old wasn't ready to submit. "How
should I know? I'm
not the one who took your clothes. Although, I have been
eyeing that one
shirt of yours…"
"AHHHH! Duo, sometimes I could just…" He trailed
off as he gesticulated
strangling Duo with his own braid. "You're so, you're
really… ARGH!"
Heero snickered quietly and watched as Wufei walked away
angrily and
flustered.
"One of these days he's going to cut your braid off
with his sword."
Duo's face showed hurt as he cradled his braid in one hand
and pulled
hair from his mouth with the other.
"Heero, Duo, Wufei, come check this out!" Trowa
yelled, they followed the
sound of his voice to the TV room where a news reporter
stood in front of
a long bright yellow string of police tape reading, "Do
not cross".
"Whats going on?" Duo asked,
"There's been another murder."
"So," Heero said without concern or emotion,
"People die everyday. Whats
so different about this one?"
"They said his whole head was twisted backwards."
Duo's violet eyes grew wide, "Okay, now you have my
full attention."
"Shh, there's more." The reporter was now speaking
with a police officer,
Quatre reached forward and turned up the volume on the TV.
Trowa looked at Wufei curiously and grinned, "Why are
you wearing a-"
"Don't ask."
The reporter held a microphone up to her mouth. "Now,
you said the
neck was twisted completely backwards, anything else, odd,
about this
case?"
"Well, there were two small puncture wounds found on
the neck of the
victim. Similar to a snake bite or, maybe a bat or,"
"A vampire?"
The officer chuckled, "Lady, everyone knows there isn't
any such thing as
a vampire."
"But the victims neck has been bitten, those look to
big to be just bat
bites."
"We believe, the victim was attacked by someone late
last night, and there
was a struggle. He'd probably been bitten before the fight.
There are
some snakes known to this area."
"Thank you for your time officer."
"Sure,"
"So who will be the next victim in this string of
gruesome homicides? Could there really
be a vampire among us? Stay tuned, this station will be
keeping you posted with the latest
on-" Trowa flipped off the TV suddenly.
"What a baka, everyone knows vampires aren't
real!" Wufei exclaimed.
"Yeah, and besides, vampires don't kill unless they're
really hungry. Then
they drink all your blood and leave the body completely
dry." Duo said
bearing his teeth.
"How would you know?" Heero jumped in coolly,
"Have you ever met a
vampire?"
"No, of course not. They're not real." Duo said
nonchalantly.
"They, they can't be real, can they Wufei?"
Quatre's emotional blue eyes
sparkled with fear.
Wufei shook his head, "Of course not. They're only
myths. Just like Loch
Ness and ware-wolves…"
"Yeah, I guess you're right…" Quatre said
nervously.
Duo snuck up behind Quatre and peeked at him over his
shoulder. "You
aren't scared… are you Quatre?"
"Me? Scared of vampires? Of course I'm not. They don't
exist."
Duo raised a suspicious eyebrow. "Well, all this talk
has made me hungry,
for blood." Duo teased.
Trowa moved to slap Duo but surprisingly enough, it was
Heero who
grabbed Duo by the braid and led him away saying;
"You're just setting
out to get yourself killed today, aren't you Maxwell…"
Quatre sighed and grabbed his drink, heading for the door.
"I'm going to
sleep. Wake me if anything interesting happens."
Wufei turned to Trowa. "You look worried, are you okay
Trowa? Don't tell
me you buy into that stuff."
Trowa smiled lightly. "You never know Wufei, maybe
vampires really do
exist…"
"Ooookay Trowa, I think you've had enough to
drink." He said taking
away the alcoholic beverage from his fellow Gundam pilot.
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(Unknown location / One hundred hours)
"No, please. I'll do anything, just don't hurt
me!"
"You know what I came here for. You're friend told me
you have it,"
"I, I don't know what you're talking about!"
"Last chance, give it to me or I kill you here and
now." The figure held the
man up by his collar,
"I don't know what the heck you're talking about! I
don't have anything
on me look!" the figure dumped his pockets out and
every other possible
hiding place. She double-checked, he sure enough didn't have
it. "Don't
drink my blood, I'm allergic to vampires!"
The figure groaned, I do hate it when they make things
difficult…
"Hey! What's going on over there?!" A man in
uniform off in the distance,
no threat. The figure turned back to her current victim.
"I don't have time for games. Now if I can't get the
information from you
I'll find another source. You can live if you tell me. Where
is it, who has
it…" She said coolly,
"You can't do it, you don't have he guts. A killer
vampire with a
conscience." She dropped him onto the ground and held
him there.
"Hey! I said stop!" the guard was getting closer,
but not enough to see
her. He was busy trying to draw his gun.
With another groan the girl grabbed the man's head firmly in
both hands
and leaned down face to face with him. His eyes went wide
with shock
when he saw her young face. "Sorry," she said in a
monotone voice. "no
prisoners… no witnesses…"
SNAP
Without another thought she dropped the lifeless body face
down to the
ground and quickly disappeared into the shadows.
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(Three hundred hours)
The whirring sounds of the hunting / killing machines were
getting
closer, still she ran on. Her face was stone set in a
grimace, she ran on a
broken leg, which she had earned early in the chase.
She looked ahead and saw a cliff face and automatically she
ran for it,
ignoring the searing pain in her leg and the branches scratching
at her
clothes, hair, and face.
At the cliff face she came to a screeching halt and looked
down. The
ocean was rushing up the rocks to eat up the shore. She
looked closer
and saw what the waters edge was hiding from view. There
were rocks
below, sharp and deadly, just below the surface. She
imagined herself
landing on the rocks, could feel the sharp points impaling
her there
under the waters surface where if by some miracle she
survived, she
would drown.
She looked again, even avoiding the rocks and cliff face,
any human
would die making that jump. She leaped out into open air and
plummeted
to the ground below. The robots saw her form disappear over
the face of
the cliff and flew down to search for the remains under the
ocean surface.
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(Back at the Safehouse / Twenty four hundred hours)
"MAXWELL!!!"
"Chill out Wu-man! I was only kidding around!"
Wufei stalked towards
Duo menacingly with his sword drawn. Duo watched the blade
nervously.
"Hey Heero, a little help?"
Heero sneered from his spot on the floor in front of the
couch, "I warned
you Maxwell…" Was his only response.
Wufei sneered and put the sword away. "Don't worry Duo,
I won't cut off
your precious hair, or head." Duo breathed a sigh of relief,
"Thanks. I am kind of attached to them both."
"Because I'm going to strangle you with that damned
thing instead!"
Wufei lunged at Duo with both hands but the wily American
was too quick
and ducked around the coffee table. After another grab Wufei
had
grabbed both the boys arms and twisted them around his back,
thereby
rendering him helpless.
Trowa looked on and turned up the volume on the TV where the
news
reporter was reporting yet another gruesome death. "Hey
you two calm
down for a second. I wanna hear this."
Duo's face landed on the floor in front of the TV with a
smack just as the
camera was zooming in on a lifeless body on a stretcher. The
skin was as
white as a sheet. Duo's jaw fell open.
"We're here at the scene of another crime where this
employee of OZ was
found just an hour ago. The blood seems to have been
completely
drained from his body and upon closer inspection you can
clearly see the
puncture wounds on the neck."
A large security guard was seen making his way over, he
looked
thoroughly pissed to see the camera crew. "Excuse me,
do you have
permission to be here with that camera? If not I'll have to
ask you to
leave."
"I think the people of this town have a right to know
what's going on in
they're own backyards."
"Man does she know how to milk it." Duo snickered.
"I'm sorry, you and this crew have to go. Now."
The guard suddenly
reached out and shut off the camera, but he obviously hadn't
used the off
switch.
Duo dusted himself off as he stood to his feet. Duo said,
"I think maybe
we ought to investigate this."
"Why? If someone else is out there taking out OZ then
why should we
sweat it?" Heero's cold voice replied.
"It isn't just OZ employees, there are other supposedly
innocent people
out there being killed." Quatre said, Trowa gave him a
suspicious glance.
"Maybe Heero and Quatre are right. Besides, I want to
find out if this
whole vampire thing is true or not."
Wufei snorted, "Do you ever shut up Duo?"
"Actually,"
"Don't even say it Maxwell…"
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(Unknown Location / Twenty two hundred hours)
The young girl dragged herself up the cliff. The robots were
long since
gone, satisfied with thinking she was dead already. She had
survived her
fall by landing onto a ledge, but had injured her head in
the fall. She had
just managed to roll out of sight before she went
unconscious and there
she had remained hidden until the robots gave up the search.
She grunted and tested her limbs, the pain in her left leg
had intensified.
She grunted, This won't do at all. she thought. She
grabbed her leg
and pulled it as hard as she could.
KRACK!
The bone snapped back into
place. She stood up and tested it. She could walk on it for
a while, but
she'd have to rest soon so it could heal all the way. Her
head was
bleeding but already the blood was drying and clotting in
her choppy
black hair. Before long the wound would be closed.
Her strength was leaving her, she was weak with hunger and
now
everything else was catching up to her. She ignored it all
for as long as
she could and began to walk towards her next destination.
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(Town morgue / twenty four hundred hours)
"Duo you baka! Get off my foot!"
"Sorry Wufei," Duo stepped back and into Heero.
Heero grunted once and
Duo jumped away. You definitely didn't want Heero cross with
you.
"Shh, both of you! You'll give us away." Trowa's
strict tone cut through
the dark. He and Heero led the way forward into the dark.
Wufei and Quatre followed and Duo brought up the rear.
"When I became
a Gundam pilot I never thought I'd have to break into
morgues." He
grumbled. Heero's cobalt blue eyes penetrated through the
dark and
silenced Duo instantly. "Ok, ok, I'll be quiet."
"What would we ever do without Heero?" Trowa
grinned,
"Probably we would have killed Duo already," Wufei
answered willingly.
"I could take you all on," Duo bluffed to recover
his wounded pride.
Besides, Duo thought, I'm meant to be killed by
Heero and Heero
only.
"You can't even take me on." Wufei spat.
"Oh yeah," Duo challenged, Wufei grinned and
grabbed the boy by his
braid. "Hey!" Duo yelped as he began to pull.
"Let me go Wu-man!"
"I've told you not to call me that a thousand times! My
name is Wufei, and
not Wu-man or Wuffie. Is that clear MAXWELL!? " He
whispered sharply.
"No, Wufei don't!" To late to stop him, Wufei
released Maxwell's braid and
he went flying backwards and through a curtain.
"Duo!" Quatre called
softly, there was no answer. And then suddenly they heard
him yelp. They
rushed forward guns drawn.
"Hey guys, look what I found,"
Duo stood beside an examination table, on it was the latest
homicide
victim's body. Heero glared at Duo and checked the room for
anyone else
before sitting down at a computer to hack for the necessary
files. Trowa
and Wufei stood watch.
Quatre sighed and walked over to Duo. "Can you imagine
how many
people in here have died?" Quatre said a prayer for the
people
surrounding them who'd lost their lives. Duo waited until
he'd finished
before he lifted the blanket back to look.
Wufei and Trowa walked over to look as well. "He's dry
as a bone!" Duo
stated.
"Are there any bite marks?"
"I don't see any," Duo gestured to some gloves,
"give me a pair of those
will ya?" Quatre obediently gave Duo the gloves and
watched as he turned
the head over in his hands to examine the neck. "I
don't see anything like
a bite mar- hey wait! Whats that?" He reached down to
finger two small
marks on the victims neck about two inches apart.
"This is insane! Vampires don't exist!!!"
"Well Wufei, maybe you should tell that to the creature
who did this!"
"Maybe someone drained him with a syringe?" Quatre
suggested,
"They'd have to have an awful big syringe to do that.
And why would
someone go to all this trouble to have someone knocked off?
Heero?
Anything yet?"
"I'm in, what's the guys name?"
"Roberts,"
Heero's face was lit by the eerily green glow of the old
computer as he
searched the files. He nodded when he'd found the one.
"Says he was just
an average middle aged man, had a job at a power plant, no
family.
Nothing interesting." He muttered,
"Well then maybe we have to accept the possibility that
vampires exist."
"But that's crazy!"
"Yeah, what else could it be? Let's check the other
bodies. Heero, we need
the names of the latest victims."
Heero replied as he began to read off a string of names. Duo
ran his
flashlight over the nameplates as he searched. When he found
a name
he'd heard Heero read off he yanked it open. He looked the
body over
and noticed a bulge in the chest pocket. He pulled out a
long silver chain
with an odd medallion on it. "Guys, I think I found
another one."
Wufei, Trowa and Quatre rushed to Duo's side and looked on,
following
the direction of his flashlight. They all thought 'Nothing
unusual', until
they saw where the face should be. This person, their entire
head had
been twisted backwards to face down on the examination
table. They
were staring down at the back of this person's head.
Duo reached forward slowly to look for the tell tale bite
marks, his fingers
were only inches from the neck. Closer, closer, closer…
BANG
"AAAAHHHHHH!" They all whirled around to see Heero
sheepishly trying to pick up a
fallen metal tray. He glared his hatred at the object in
question and finally simply kicked
it aside.
Duo snuffed, "Check out this medallion I found."
"Weird. Wonder what it is."
"I don't know, yet. But I'm going to find out."
"You're taking it?"
"This guy doesn't need it. Just look at him. Besides,
it might answer some
questions about these murders."
Quatre sighed and shrugged his shoulders in surrender.
"Maybe we
should just go, before someone finds us here."
"Too late." They whirled around when they'd heard
the voice. There
before them stood a figure, they couldn't make out the face
or any other
features for the hood the figure wore over their face. Heero
whipped out
his gun from its unknown location and leveled the weapon
with the
persons head. "Go ahead, do it." The figure dared
coolly. Heero fired shot
after shot, the figure dodged nimbly aside. "Too
slow," they taunted in a
monotone voice, Heero fired again and again.
The newcomer's hands flew fast as lightning and when they
opened for
all to see, there sat all five of Heero's bullets. Heero
growled and rushed
forward, the stranger tried to move but Heero was to fast,
and he/she
stumbled on a weakened leg. Heero put all his weight into
his attack,
tackling his opponent to the ground. "Now who's too
slow…"
The figure groaned, Heero felt something-warm trickle down
his hand
and jumped to his feet. He could now make out the blood
trickling down
the side of the person's head and the hand where the bullets
had been
caught. He leveled his gun with the strangers head and set
it.
CLICK
Heero growled. Duo and Wufie rushed forward. "Heero,
what is it?"
"Out of bullets,"
"We can't leave him here. We'll take him back with us
and figure out why
he attacked us."
Heero shrugged and hid his gun away, then bent to pick up
the attacker
and threw him over his shoulder as they calmly left the same
way they'd
come in.
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(Gundam Safehouse / Seven hundred hours)
"Hey Heero, be a little more careful with his head will
ya? We want to get
information from him not knock him senseless!" Heero
glared at Duo,
making him shut up instantly.
"Set him down there," Heero tossed the body down
onto the floor of the safehouse and
stalked off to get some ropes and bullets for his gun. Once
Heero was gone the remaining
four pilots turned over the body of the attacker and propped
it up onto a chair. Heero
returned and tied the captive's hands and legs to the chair.
"Now what,"
"Now we wait for him to wake up and answer some
questions."
"Who's going to keep watch?"
"I will." Trowa volunteered. Heero nodded and
stalked away to do who knew what,
probably repair his Gundam. Quatre followed Wufei into the
TV room and Duo stayed
with Trowa.
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Ungh, where, am I? She tested her arms and legs to
find them tightly tied and going
numb. Now I remember, I was taken captive by the
bungling idiots. She opened her
eyes and took in her surroundings, careful not to make any
sounds or sudden moves.
This must be their little hideaway. I can only estimate
how far away from the rest of the
city we must be. Quite a ways from civilization would be my
guess… She carefully
looked up to see her captors, she smiled, The braided
one is quite impressive, good
build, but no match for myself. The other will be a problem
though, She listened hard,
she could just hear the others moving about the house.
She shifted to see further, the door was in the other room.
The question remains, can I
make it to the door before the others get here… She eye
measured the distance to the
door and calculated her own speed-
"He's awake." Heero announced to the other pilots.
Duo and Trowa looked up from their
activities to see Heero checking his gun. "Wufei,
Quatre, get in here."
She first heard the sounds of light, delicate footsteps,
soft like a cats. Then the slightly
heavier sound but not clumsy or heavy like the one in the
spandex shorts or the braided
boy. When she saw who had entered she caught her breath. She
had just picked up a
strong feeling from one of the boys in the room. She
couldn't tell what it was, just that it
was familiar. She pushed it aside to try to figure out
later, when she was untied.
The one in the spandex stepped forward and aimed a gun to her
face. She took in every
detail of him, from his strong upper body to his cobalt blue
eyes to the way his mouth
remained in a permanent straight line. She could feel a
strange connection towards him
though it took her by surprise.
He spoke, a low tone, dry of emotion, "Who are you, and
what were you doing spying on
us?"
She remained silent and refused to look at any of them. The
braided boy spoke next,
"Look pal, I don't think you want to do this the hard
way so how about answering the
question while you still can."
"Hnnnn," She growled.
Duo turned to Quatre and whispered, "It looks like he's
as stubborn as Heero is."
"Yeah,"
"Tell us who you are, don't think I won't kill
you." Heero said in an icy tone.
Heero reached forward and pulled the hood away and even he
was shocked when he saw
the girl sitting in the chair staring back at them. Wufei's
eyes went wide. "He's a
WOMAN!"
"Brilliant observation." She snapped.
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(Gundam Safehouse / Nine hundred thirty hours)
There's something odd about this girl. Trowa watched
her suspiciously. What is it
you're hiding from us Mia Aino? The seventeen-year-old
pilot of Heavy arms looked
this newcomer over for the second time since they'd found
her.
The first thing Trowa had noticed about this girl was her
baby blue eyes, speckled with
occasional streaks of silver. Her eye color was a complete
contrast with her short,
cropped midnight-black hair. But an even bigger contrast to
that was her skin tone; which
was almost as white as Duo's.
As he was taking in her facial features his eyes took in the
parts of her clothing where her
feminine figure should be. No wonder we thought she was
a guy, look at her clothes.
With her green/camouflage army fatigues, fitting combat
boots, and the oversized,
hooded dark brown sweater, she looked like anything but a
girl.
"What are you staring at you oversized Ken doll?"
Duo, who'd been drinking something
at the moment, erupted into loud laughter at Mia's comment,
causing the drink to spew
from his nose.
As angry as Trowa was, he couldn't help but grin. His only
reply was to say, "No
comment…"
Quatre looked on, his anger coming to a high boiling point.
Maybe I should have let
Heero kill her…
Heero glared at her from the opposite side of the room.
"Now we know your name, tell us
why you were at the morgue." He began.
"You say that as if you really think I'm going to
answer."
That's it! Heero thought angrily as his temper
reached its limit. He reached back for
his gun and brought it around to aim at her forehead with
every intention of emptying the
entire magazine into her. Everyone else in the room was
frozen with shock, all but Duo.
He leaped in front of Heero's gun and held up his arms,
"Heero, don't do anything you
might regret later!"
"Like I give a damn about this stupid girl."
They both looked up at the sound of Mia's laughter.
When she stopped laughing she stared at Heero mockingly,
"Go right ahead," She dared,
Duo's jaw fell to the floor but he still had the sense to
get the hell out of the way. Heero
re-aimed the gun and his finger was about to press the
trigger when the door exploded
open and Relena stepped inside…
"Heero!!!"
"………"
"Relena-sama what are…?" Quatre's question was
interrupted by a loud thud. Everybody
looked at the gun on the floor, then slowly at the Japanese
boy, who was now standing in
the middle of the room, staring at Relena in utter
disbelieve, his jaw hanging.
What the hell is SHE doing here?! Just when Relena
was about to move towards him
he turned away and said, "I'm going to get myself some
Aspirin, I suddenly have a
terrible headache." With these words he left the room.
Relena appeared somewhat hurt, but she quickly masked it up.
"OK, what's wrong with
Heero? I know he's not normally very happy to see me, but I
can't be that bad."
Duo looked from the door to Relena and back again. "
Relena, I have to agree with
Heero, there's just no way in hell you could've picked a
worse day for a surprise visit,
but let me assure you it's not your fault." He turned
to the only other two pilots in the
group who showed any real courtesy towards women.
"Trowa, Quatre, please take care of
this. I'm gonna see what's up with him."
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Duo didn't need much time to find the outraged Wing pilot.
He knew exactly where to
find him.
"Heero, what the hell was that? The last person I would
have expected to see loose
control was YOU."
"……."
"I would have more luck talking to a brick-wall."
Duo ground out, he was beginning to
really loose his patience.
Heero gave Duo one of his famous death glares and said in
his common monotone voice,
"Will you just shut up."
This comment hit the mark. Duo's violet eyes danced
dangerously. "No, Mr. Perfect
Soldier Heero Yuy I won't shut up! You know what you are?
You're an ice-block! You
know why? Because you don't care what other people are
thinking! You only care about
your damn mission, nothing else matters to you! That girl
really cares about you and you
know it!" Duo inhaled deeply. Heero opened his mouth
but Duo interrupted him sharply.
"No, now it's my turn Heero! You treat her like shit
and worse! You know what else?
Keep that up and I can guarantee you'll end up alone!"
Heero looked at Duo, his eyes wide with shock. Where the
heck did that come from,
Duo? What happened to your joker-mask? Just when he was
about to say something,
Duo's face softened.
"Heero, don't block out the people who care for
you."
Should I risk it? What if he doesn't feel the way I
do. "Do you care?" Heero asked. He
had said it so quietly that Duo thought he had imagined it.
"Say that again Heero. I couldn't understand you."
"Never mind, it's not important"
Duo's heart sank when he heard those words. Ah, I
should've known. "Ok… if you
say so." With those words Duo left the hangar.
Heero couldn't help but see the hurt in Duo's eyes, when Duo
was gone Heero pulled out
a picture of him and stared at it blankly. "I'm sorry,
but, I can't tell you how I feel. I'm
just afraid you would be disgusted if you ever found out.
And what would I ever do if I
lost my only friend?"
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Fuchan: Hey ppl, I'm only putting up part two when we get
feedback of some sort!
Quatre: What if you get flamed?
Fuchan: ::Gives him a sweet grin::
Quatre: ::Sweatdrop::
Fuchan: ::Tight smile:: Then I'll post it anyway! Got a
problem with that Q-man?
Quatre: N-no! Heh heh! ::Backs away::
Fuchan: Good! ^_^ Feedback goes to dragonriderkdt@core.com and is forwarded to Cryingangel!
