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Author's Note- Here's the next chapter of Heartfelt Memories! I hope you like it, and I thank all of my reviewers for their support, and especially Dream Keeper and Wingleader Sora Jade! Thanks a lot!
Chapter Seven
Wufei returned to the mansion in a state of dizziness and confusion. His thoughts remained on the strange girl as he went to remove his jacket, only to remember he had given it away. He soundlessly continued on his course, heading towards the ballroom to see what had been accomplished while he was away.
"Wufei?"
The Chinese boy jumped and spun around. For a moment, he thought it was that woman again, but it was only Aaron. He noticed a startling resemblance between the American and the woman he met earlier.
"What is it, agent Aaron?"
She blinked and bit her lip. "Um… are you feeling okay? You look pale… like you've seen a ghost or something."
"I'm fine. What have you accomplished while I was away?"
The dark-eyed girl frowned. Wufei really did look bad. He was slightly slumped over, and he was pale. Some strands of his usually perfect hair were out of place, and she could see developing bruises on his arms. He looked a mess, but his eyes retained the fire they always had.
"Well…the command post has been finished, and our crews are installing security cameras throughout the mansion, as you had ordered."
He nodded. "Very good, Aaron. I am retiring to my room now. Please oversee tonight's clean up." Without further conversation, he turned away and headed towards the main stairs that would lead him up to his room. Aaron watched him and sighed. "Wufei… you're not invincible… when will you realize that…."
The dark-haired teenager slid his key into the locked door of his room and twisted it till he heard the click. He thought back to what had happened that day and sighed, looking forward to a good night's sleep. He knew that he had fought a living person. And that person knew the way the Dragon Clan fought. But he was not convinced that the girl was actually his long-dead wife. He chuckled to himself. He had almost believed her, too. He gently pushed the door open and walked in.
"It's about time you got here, Wufei."
His eyes widened at the site of the black-clad girl sitting cross-legged on his bed. Her face, the face of his wife, still made him reel. Her eyes were narrowed slightly, not glaring, but not pleasant either. Just like Meiran….
"How did you get into my room?" He snapped.
"What does it matter?"
He growled and stalked forward. "I don't know who you are…."
She unfolded her legs and jumped to her feet, eyes flashing, and her face a mask of rage. "You know damn well who I am! Why won't you admit it to yourself?!"
"My wife is dead and gone. You are not her, because I can see you, plain as day. I've fought with you! There were witnesses who saw us. Even if I believed in ghosts, I would not call you one."
She glared indignantly at him. "You believe in spirits. You believe in gods. That was the way the Dragon Clan raised us. And as to our battle, I can be seen and felt when I want to be."
The Chinese boy scoffed. "Only a fool would think you were a spirit."
"…Wufei?"
The dark-haired boy turned to look at his partner, Sally Po, who was standing in the doorframe, looking puzzled. "Agent Sally, I'm glad you're here. You can escort this woman off the premises."
Meiran sighed. "She can't see me, Wufei."
Sally looked at Wufei like he was crazy. "Are you okay, Wufei? There's… no one here…."
The onyx-eyed Preventer paled slightly and looked from the girl on his bed to his partner. "What are you talking about? There is an intruder sitting right there on my bed."
The Chinese Preventer looked past Wufei to his empty bed. "Um… Wufei… there's no one there."
The girl calling herself Meiran laughed. "As I told you, Wufei. I can only be seen when I want to."
Wufei was stricken. Sally could not see the girl on his bed. Was he going crazy? Or was this truly his wife?
He glanced back at Sally. "…Forgive me. I have a heavy burden on my shoulders, and the stress is causing me to hallucinate."
His worried partner raised and eyebrow. "Okay… but be careful, Wufei… if the others knew, they'd have a field day…." With that she turned and left.
"So now I'm a hallucination?" The remaining girl asked with a huff. "Injustice!"
Wufei looked at her. She was the very image of his wife. The ebony hair, pulled back into two tight ponytails. The dark, defiant, and penetrating eyes. She was so much like her that he pondered the possibility that she just may be her.
He shook his head. It was still impossible.
"Tell me… what do you want?"
Author's Note- Here's the next chapter of Heartfelt Memories! I hope you like it, and I thank all of my reviewers for their support, and especially Dream Keeper and Wingleader Sora Jade! Thanks a lot!
Chapter Seven
Wufei returned to the mansion in a state of dizziness and confusion. His thoughts remained on the strange girl as he went to remove his jacket, only to remember he had given it away. He soundlessly continued on his course, heading towards the ballroom to see what had been accomplished while he was away.
"Wufei?"
The Chinese boy jumped and spun around. For a moment, he thought it was that woman again, but it was only Aaron. He noticed a startling resemblance between the American and the woman he met earlier.
"What is it, agent Aaron?"
She blinked and bit her lip. "Um… are you feeling okay? You look pale… like you've seen a ghost or something."
"I'm fine. What have you accomplished while I was away?"
The dark-eyed girl frowned. Wufei really did look bad. He was slightly slumped over, and he was pale. Some strands of his usually perfect hair were out of place, and she could see developing bruises on his arms. He looked a mess, but his eyes retained the fire they always had.
"Well…the command post has been finished, and our crews are installing security cameras throughout the mansion, as you had ordered."
He nodded. "Very good, Aaron. I am retiring to my room now. Please oversee tonight's clean up." Without further conversation, he turned away and headed towards the main stairs that would lead him up to his room. Aaron watched him and sighed. "Wufei… you're not invincible… when will you realize that…."
The dark-haired teenager slid his key into the locked door of his room and twisted it till he heard the click. He thought back to what had happened that day and sighed, looking forward to a good night's sleep. He knew that he had fought a living person. And that person knew the way the Dragon Clan fought. But he was not convinced that the girl was actually his long-dead wife. He chuckled to himself. He had almost believed her, too. He gently pushed the door open and walked in.
"It's about time you got here, Wufei."
His eyes widened at the site of the black-clad girl sitting cross-legged on his bed. Her face, the face of his wife, still made him reel. Her eyes were narrowed slightly, not glaring, but not pleasant either. Just like Meiran….
"How did you get into my room?" He snapped.
"What does it matter?"
He growled and stalked forward. "I don't know who you are…."
She unfolded her legs and jumped to her feet, eyes flashing, and her face a mask of rage. "You know damn well who I am! Why won't you admit it to yourself?!"
"My wife is dead and gone. You are not her, because I can see you, plain as day. I've fought with you! There were witnesses who saw us. Even if I believed in ghosts, I would not call you one."
She glared indignantly at him. "You believe in spirits. You believe in gods. That was the way the Dragon Clan raised us. And as to our battle, I can be seen and felt when I want to be."
The Chinese boy scoffed. "Only a fool would think you were a spirit."
"…Wufei?"
The dark-haired boy turned to look at his partner, Sally Po, who was standing in the doorframe, looking puzzled. "Agent Sally, I'm glad you're here. You can escort this woman off the premises."
Meiran sighed. "She can't see me, Wufei."
Sally looked at Wufei like he was crazy. "Are you okay, Wufei? There's… no one here…."
The onyx-eyed Preventer paled slightly and looked from the girl on his bed to his partner. "What are you talking about? There is an intruder sitting right there on my bed."
The Chinese Preventer looked past Wufei to his empty bed. "Um… Wufei… there's no one there."
The girl calling herself Meiran laughed. "As I told you, Wufei. I can only be seen when I want to."
Wufei was stricken. Sally could not see the girl on his bed. Was he going crazy? Or was this truly his wife?
He glanced back at Sally. "…Forgive me. I have a heavy burden on my shoulders, and the stress is causing me to hallucinate."
His worried partner raised and eyebrow. "Okay… but be careful, Wufei… if the others knew, they'd have a field day…." With that she turned and left.
"So now I'm a hallucination?" The remaining girl asked with a huff. "Injustice!"
Wufei looked at her. She was the very image of his wife. The ebony hair, pulled back into two tight ponytails. The dark, defiant, and penetrating eyes. She was so much like her that he pondered the possibility that she just may be her.
He shook his head. It was still impossible.
"Tell me… what do you want?"
