Leading Double Lives

By: Tsukisamu Sayako

Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing or Weiß Kreuz.  Therefore: no suing.

Author's Notes: This is a GW/WK X-over as you know.  It's set in an AU timeline where GW and WK takes place at the same time.  Thanks to all of my readers who have reviewed my fic.  Arigatou gozaimasu!  Anyways, I know it's been a long time since I updated this fic, but between writer's block and summer assignments, it was really hard to get back into the fic.  Gomen nasai!  Well, now that I've uploaded the new chapter, enjoy!

"blah"-regular dialogue

'blah'-Japanese dialogue (translated into English b/c my Japanese is so bad)

{blah}-translation in English for Japanese

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Chapter 10 – Hope

               With the horror of his beloved threatening to drive him insane, a new found power grew within Trowa's soul.  The light around him glistened and brightened, lighting his environment.  The injured angel seemed to be soothed by his light as his breathing became more normal.

               Schuldich was surprised at Trowa's own powers, and so was Nagi.  They speculated as Trowa walked towards the injured angel.  He seemed possessed as he moved and both Nagi and Schuldich were interested in Trowa's own inner strength.  The tall pilot knelt down next to the bed and laid a hand upon the angel's forehead.  Then, he dropped his head and closed his eyes.  Schuldich and Nagi looked at each other, both clueless as to what Trowa might be doing.

               Suddenly, a flash of white light filled the room, forcing the two Schwartz members to shut their eyes.  Then, just as it came, the light suddenly dimmed to a more comfortable level.  The telepath and the telekinetic opened their eyes and looked at the room.  All traces of impurities had been wiped away.  The angel was healed and seemed well, but he was still sleeping.  The pilot lifted his hand from the younger boy's forehead and stood up, stretching as he did so.

               "What was that?" asked Nagi wondrously.

               "What was what?" asked Trowa, seemingly have forgotten what had happened in the past minute.

               "Apparently, someone has healing powers," noted Schuldich out loud. [1]

               "How?  How come we didn't recognize it before?" asked Nagi with a hint of frustration.

               "His powers were dormant and was hidden away," said Schuldich.  "This event forced him to reveal his powers subconsciously."

               "I see."  Then, a stirring made all three of them turned towards the bed.  Quatre was waking up.  He opened his emerald green eyes and emitted a groan from his throat.  He then sat up and looked around his surroundings.  His eyes were blank of emotions and his face was listless.  Then, his eyes fell onto the three intruders.

               A sign of recognition entered his eyes as he looked at the three in front of him.  He opened his mouth slowly and in a shaky voice, he rasped out, "Trowa?"

               Trowa smiled benignly at Quatre.  "How do you feel?"

               "Terrible," Quatre said, making a funny face.  The tall pilot laughed and even the Schwartz members laughed as well.  "Where am I?"

               "You're in your own subconscious," answered Schuldich.  "Don't worry.  I'm not the ass of Schwartz.  Our oh-so-great leader is the fucking son of a bitch out of all of us."  The mention of the leader made Quatre blanch.  He whimpered as he remembered what had happened.  Schuldich frowned. [2]

               "Well, we need to get you out of here," Nagi stated quietly and the telepath nodded.

               "I can't leave the room," Quatre said, frowning.

               "What do you mean?" asked Trowa.

               "Can't you see?" he raised one of his wrists and they noticed the chain that had settled around his wrists, his neck, and his ankles.

               "So we do have to get your powers back," noted Schuldich.  "Don't worry, it won't take long.  We just need to bring you back to the hospital first though."  Quatre nodded.

               "Protect yourself from him.  I can only do so much in your subconscious," Trowa told him; they all knew what he meant.  Quatre swallowed and nodded tentatively.

               "We'll get you back as soon as possible," said Nagi.

               "Please do so," he said in a child's voice.  "Thank you."  Then, the three left his subconscious.

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Trowa stumbled back as his mind was seemingly shoved back into his body.  He broke his contact with Quatre and was lucky to have Aya to support him.  The two Schwartz members also regained their consciousness and both broke contact with the comatose girl.  Two clicks revealed the cocking of the pistols that Heero and Duo were both holding, now trained upon the two members of Schwartz.

               "Matte!" {Wait} Trowa shouted.  "They're not bad.  They want to help her."

               "Karera wa Schwartz desu," {They're Schwartz} hissed Ken, his bugnuks trained upon the telepath and the telekinetic as well, even with the knowledge that the two can easily beat them no problem.  Suddenly, Quatre lurched, groaning as she did so in the bed.  Her brainwave fluctuated as expressed in the monitor as if her mind and spirit seemed to have "regained" consciousness, even when the body hasn't.  A sense of peace fell upon the group of opponents and a voice intruded gently into all of their minds.

               `Onegai, Ken-kun, Aya-kun.  Karera ni tasukete yurusu.  Heero, Duo, don't do it.  Let them help,` {Please, Ken, Aya.  Let them help me} the familiar voice spoke in their minds.  Both Aya and Ken drew in a short breath at the sound of their friend.

               "Omi," Aya said waveringly.  He wanted to cry, but knew better and bit his bottom lip.  He coughed slightly and said, "Hai."  Ken nodded at his consent and then they all proceeded to help the comatose girl.  They quickly turned off the monitors, shutting off the medical alarms and then pulled off the electrodes that were attached to her head and her body.  Meanwhile, Nagi busied himself in wrapping the girl up in a sheet such that she would be easy to carry.  He looked at Trowa and the taller man understood.  He walked over to the bed and slung Quatre's body over his shoulder.

               "Ikuyo," {Let's go} Schuldich said and led the way out of the room.  He then scanned the building for Crawford's presence and led the group away from that goddamned bastard. [3]

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"Where are they?" Youji said exasperatedly in English in the hospital room where Quatre was taken from.  Shinji sat next to the empty bed with blank eyes.  The girl that he loved was snatched from under his nose and he couldn't do a thing to stop it.  He sat with a dazed expression etched upon his boyish face.  The ladies sat next to the other bed in which the comatose boy is struggling to wake.  The only other Gundam pilot stood leaning against the doorway in meditation.  They had all agreed to leave the youngest member of Weiß alone until he is able to sort things out.

               "Shh, Youji-kun, you're disturbing the peace in the hospital," Relena reprimanded the older man.  Youji looked shocked and blushed to have the Vice Foreign Minister to be scolding him.  Manx looked at him in surprise and couldn't help but laugh at the playboy's embarrassment much to his chagrin.  Wufei looked at the exchange with amusement.

               "They'll be back soon," Shinji said solemnly.  The four all looked at him.  Wufei didn't bother to look at the emotionally distraught teen.

               "How do you know?" asked Dorothy.  Shinji doesn't answer.  The four looked at each other and shrugged.

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Trowa didn't know how it happened, but suddenly, they were surrounded by Crawford and a group of Estet agents.  Schuldich cursed in German, finally understand that the Estet telepaths had prevented him to detect the Estet agents that would block them and that Crawford would have herded them towards that direction.

               "Give her to me," Crawford demanded.  Schuldich stood in front of Trowa and looked at the leader of Schwartz defiantly, disobeying his orders.  Nagi stood next to Schuldich with his hands poised to use his powers against Crawford and the group of Estet agents behind him.

               "You will never lay a finger on her as long as I'm alive," Schuldich growled.  He reached into his coat pocked and paused, sending a message to the comatose girl. [4]

               `Quatre, brace yourself,` he sent telepathically to her.

               `Why?` she asked.

               `I'm going to give Trowa the substance that will give you your powers back.`

               `Are you sure it's going to work?` she inquired hesitantly.

               `It works.  I swear on my life.`

               `Even on Aya-kun's life?` she said mischievously. [5]

               `How'd you… ah, never mind.  Just make a shield.  I hope you still remember how to do that.`

               `Ha ha,` Quatre laughed sarcastically.  `I wasn't born yesterday.  You know.`

               `Yeah, I know.  Just make it!`

               `Yes, sir.  Mr. mastermind, sir.` [6]

               `Quatre…`

               `All right, I'm making it!`

               Then, Schuldich sent a message to the rest of his companions and they all gave a mental consent.  Crawford looked at the telepath with suspicion, yet the German never flinched under the scrutiny.  He simply smirked at Crawford and as if on cue, Nagi used his telekinesis to send the Estet agents flying down the hallway.  Schuldich then threw the chemical to Trowa, who caught it deftly, and he immediately entered one of the rooms that were unlocked.  He took the cap off of the syringe and jabbed the needle into Quatre's arm, apologizing for hurting her.  Within a half a minute, Quatre stirred without any troubles, but with a giant headache that soon left.

               "Trowa," she whispered tiredly.

               "Nice to see you again," Trowa said soothingly.  Then he turned towards the door.  "You ready?"

               "I don't have much of a choice, now do I?" she took a deep breath, closed her eyes as she did so and then opened them again.  "Let's go."  The door was then suddenly flung open as Ken was slammed into the room by one of the Estet telekinetic.  Quatre set her eyes upon the telekinetic and drew in the emotions of her target.  The telekinetic clutched his heart and writhed under Quatre's powers, which attacked the heart and soul of her target. [7]

               Then, she closed her eyes and took a deep breath.  She could feel the emotions flowing through her, warming her entire body.  She smiled genuinely for the first time in a long while and then opened her eyes, ready to manipulate the feelings of her enemies.

               "Om-Quatre.  Daijoubu ka," {Quatre, are you okay?} Ken asked as he regained his balance.

               "Hai!" Quatre answered cheerfully.  "Demo, anata wa ite desu."  {Yes.  But, you're hurt} Ken shrugged.

               "Daijoubu." {It's all right.} Then, he extended the claws from his bugnuk and head out into the battle once again.

               "Let's do it," Quatre said, walking out of the room barefooted.  Trowa followed with his gun in his hand.  The hallway was strewn with fights; the Estet psychics were outnumbering her friends and she scowled.  She closed her eyes and lifted up her arms with her hands directing towards her left and right.  Her face expressed her concentration as she manipulated her own emotions into pained ones and released them to her targets.  The Estet psychics were unprepared for the attack and practically all of them fell onto the floor like flies; only Crawford remained standing after that awesome display of her powers.

               She breathed deeply and opened her eyes, turning her head such that her eyes would lock upon the glassed ones of Crawford.  His gaze was cold and bitter, anger directed towards her and her powers.

               "Give it up, liebchen," Schuldich said with a hint of triumph, "You've lost this game."

               "As long as I live, I will never lose," Crawford said confidently.  Quatre approached him, careful not to step on her enemies, which she regarded with disgust.

               "Really?"  She was approaching him like a predator toying with her prey.

               "Quatre…" Trowa said softly.

               `What in the devil's name are you doing, katzchen?` Schuldich asked telepathically.

               `You'll see,` Quatre answered nonchalantly.  She placed one hand and her head upon her rapist's chest; Crawford didn't even try to step back.

               "Tell me, how are you proposing to win against us?" Quatre asked innocently.

               "By making you a part of Estet," Crawford replied flatly.

               "Do you mean, 'By making me your wife?'"  Crawford stiffened.  Trowa scowled and stepped forward, but Duo grabbed his arm and shook his head.  Trowa thus relented and stayed where he was.

               "What makes you think that?" Crawford asked expressionlessly.  Quatre looked up at his face and he looked down at her.  She leaned up and whispered in his ear, "Because you have a piece of my soul."  Then, she kissed the precognitive suddenly and Crawford's eyes widened as she set loose of her powers, draining his emotions out of his soul and would ultimately, killing him.

               "Yamete!" {Stop!} Nagi shouted out and Quatre broke the kiss before she had stolen all of the precog's emotions.  She spat out her saliva after she broke the kiss and turned towards the telekinetic.

               "Nan desu ka?" {What?} Quatre questioned.

               'Don't kill him.  He doesn't deserve to die,' Nagi said bluntly.  Quatre gave him a quizzical look.  'Death is too good for him,' Nagi explained further.  Quatre pondered and nodded her consent. [8]

               "Lucky for you.  You shall suffer in your own mental prison from now on," she said coldly and then walked away from Crawford's crumpled body on the ground.

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The group then returned to the hospital and upon her stepping into the hospital room, she was smothered with a hug from her friends and mentor.  When the hug broke, she finally saw Shinji, who stood there with a pair of expressionless eyes.

               Quatre smiled at him kindly and he approached her.  Then suddenly, he raised his hand and slapped her across the face.  Everyone in the room stared in shock of what had happened.  Quatre raised a shaking hand and covered her hand bruised cheek and turned to face the older man with tear filled eyes.  She noticed that his eyes were filled with tears as well.

               "Shinji-kun…" Quatre said, shaken by the slap from her friend.

               "Doushite. Doushite." {Why?  Why?} Shinji nearly yelled at her.

               "Nani." {What?} she asked, her voice cracking.

               'Why do you continually to lie to us!?'  This time, he did yell.

               "Mou, Shinji, shizuka ni ne.  Oretachi wa desu," {Hey, Shinji.  Be quiet, huh.  We're in a hospital} Youji said quietly.

               "Watashi…" {I…}

               'You are nothing but a selfish brat!'  Quatre's eyes widened and choked sob were emitted.

               'Yes, I am nothing but a brat!' Quatre shouted back vehemently.  'You will never understand what it was like to be alone at the age of 18, running a corporation.  I wasn't human!' [9] She gasped in air.  The emotional strain is affecting her health.  Shinji looked at Quatre with pity.

               'I don't need your pity.  All I'm asking you is to accept me as who I am.  I'm not perfect.  No one is perfect; that includes you, Shinji-kun,' she was speaking at a normal level now, but she is still taking tons of short breaths.  Trowa looked at her in concern, wondering if the sudden change of getting her powers back is making her vulnerable to emotional strains.  Schuldich narrowed his eyes at her and shook his head.

               "Nani desu ka," {What's going on?} Nagi asked.

               'She's going to kill herself this way,' Schuldich commented.  The three older members of Weiß and the three pilots who understand Japanese all turned to look at him.  Duo simply looked at the exchange between the two teens with concern.

               "Nani," {What?} Ken asked.

               'The emotional strain that she's undergoing is destroying her from within; she's overusing her powers that she had just gotten back.  She should have rested when she had the chance for her body to get used to her empathy.'

               "Shinji, yamete!" {Shinji, stop!} Aya shouted out before either of the teens could say another word.

               "Nande," {Why?} Shinji asked confused.

               'You're killing her.'  Shinji trembled with fear.  He was killing her?  Then, as if to confirm that statement, Quatre coughed and crumpled to the floor with blood on the floor.  Shinji looked down in shock while Trowa hurried over to Quatre's side.

               "Quatre, Quatre.  Are you okay?"  Quatre was unconscious.  Seeing this, Manx's maternal instinct kicked in and she herded everyone out of the room.

               After everyone had left, Trowa carried Quatre and put her on the empty bed, pulling the blankets over her.  Then, believing what Schuldich had said about him being psychic as well, he placed his hands over her chest and concentrated, closing his eyes in the process.  Instantly, his hands began to glow with his powers and sparkles began to surround the person of his affection.  The unconscious girl glowed with Trowa's powers flowing through her, making mends to her injured body.  Finally, he was done and he released the breath that he didn't know that he was holding. [10]

               He opened his eyes to look at the girl, but found that Quatre had changed back.  In the process of healing him, he didn't even know that he was ridding Quatre of the changes that he had taken after he had lost his powers.

               Quatre groaned and opened his eyes.  He looked into Trowa's eyes and smiled weakly.

               "Arigato, Trowa-kun," Quatre said softly.

               "Go to sleep now, Quatre," Trowa said soothingly.  Quatre nodded and closed his eyes, falling into a deep sleep.

               Trowa looked at Quatre with loving eyes but suddenly frowned when he heard a groan.  He moved over to Omi's bed.  Omi shifted his position in the bed and Trowa knew that he was waking up, even if his movements were slight.  He immediately rushed out of the room and said.  "Omi's waking up."

               With that simple comment, everyone rushed back into the room in time for Omi to open his eyes and look at each other.  He looked at the people surrounding him with confusion.  Schuldich then realized that comatose people rarely become normal after waking. [11] He then moved towards Omi and motioned Trowa to join him.

               "Omi-chan," Schuldich said softly.  "Oretachi wa anata tasukeru."  Omi looked apprehensively at the two but gave no objection.  Then, Schuldich placed his hand upon Omi's forehead and took Trowa's hand.  Then, they entered Omi's mind, both ready to straighten things out.

               In the hospital room, Wufei was almost going to object when Schuldich offered to help, but Aya stopped.  "Let him help," the red-haired leader said with his heavily accented English.  Wufei grunted with a scowl on his face.  As much as he hates it, he knew that they were the only two who could help.  Then, he suddenly noticed that Nagi was holding onto Omi's hand, but was unaffected by Schuldich's powers.  He suspected that Nagi was shielding himself and he smiled slightly at the show of affection from the Schwartz telekinetic.  He didn't know what had happened when they were rescuing Quatre, but knew that they had gained some allies with Schwartz.

               After what seemed like an hour, Schuldich and Trowa finally pull out of Omi's mind, both exhausted.  Omi opened his eyes and croaked out, "Ohayo, minna-san."  Manx then immediately hugged the once comatose boy and there was much rejoicing. [12] Omi and Nagi looked at each other and Nagi was unsure of whether Omi liked him or not; after all, this Omi hadn't known him in the years when Weiß fought with Schwartz.

               "Nagi-kun ne," Omi asked, uncertain of the name of the brown haired mystery before him.  He was drawn to him like a moth to a flame, but not that the flame was going to be destructive to Omi.

               "Hai!" {Yes} Nagi squeaked and blushed.  Omi laughed.  Nagi smiled too.  Then, Omi did the "unthinkable."  He pulled Nagi down for a kiss and the room was suddenly silent.

               "Awww," Relena said childishly, "They're in love!"  She giggled.  Omi and Nagi immediately broke the kiss, both blushing but both still holding onto each other's hand.  The room broke into laughter; even Wufei laughed.

               As the group celebrated over Omi's recovery, Trowa and Shinji both moved over to Quatre's bed and each held one of Quatre's hands.  They looked at Quatre simultaneously and then looked at each other in the same manner.

               "I don't deserve Quatre," Shinji said resignedly.  "Sh-he deserves better.  Love him the way that I did."  Trowa looked at Shinji with admiration.  "If I find out that you aren't treating him well, I know where you live…" [13]

               "Hai," Trowa replied, laughing.  Then, the two smiled at each other and they shook hand upon it.

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Wow… That took longer than I thought…  And I noticed that I screwed up since the last chapter's previe points were definitely not followed in this chapter…  Oh well…  Anywho, the fic's almost done!  Only the epilogue to go!  And it'll be pretty short…  more dead words… STUPID SATs!!!!!!!!  XPXPXPXP  need to go drown myself in more summer assignments and SAT prep…  R/R plz!

Sayako

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Notes:

[1] Heh, I wanted Trowa to do something in Quatre's subconscious…  What's a better way than to have him have powers?

[2] There… getting rid of all the "strong" languages against Crawford now…

[3] Me no like Crawford as you might have noticed…  ^^

[4] Yay!!!  Schuschu's good!  hehe

[5] More hints of Schu+Aya in the epilogue…  btw, that pairing was not my idea…

[6] Quatre's way too OOC in this chapter…

[7] Go Quatre!!!!!!!  hehehe

[8] Nagi's so cruel… ^^;

[9] Whoa… emotion overload…

[10] Gah… too much fantasy… working on so many fics at one time is bad…

[11] True fact: comatose people don't recognize their loved ones nor where, when, how, what, why after they wake up.  The miracles are only in Hollywood.  I decided to have it like this so more Schuschu in action…  just for me sister.

[12] Too much Monty Python… bleh…

[13] Awww… poor Shinji-kun.  *huggles my own chara plushie*  hehe!  He's so selfless!!!