Hey-hey!
Well, I thought
this would be the final part…I was wrong. I need to divide it into two, or else it'll be so much bigger than the
other parts. Hang in there, guys! I promise
I'll do my best to get it done!
So this part
basically revolves around the relationship aspect…and a little bit of 'business'
too. ::Evil grin::
Ah, to be an
assassin…
So yeah. This shall be a bit of a crappy part…gomen!!
The next part will hopefully make up for it!!
~ Wannon-chan ~
Blood Money Part Four.
Duo knocked on Catherine's door, and waited. Trowa opened it and dragged Duo inside.
"Whoa, Trowa! Impatient, aren't we?" Duo teased. Trowa's facial expression didn't change, it stayed as unsure as it was while Duo was on the phone to him.
"No joking, Duo…it's time to be serious," Trowa said quietly. Duo frowned.
"Something's reaaaally buggin' you, huh?" he asked. Trowa sighed.
"Sit down, Duo…this'll be a shock." He said softly, and Duo did as he was asked.
"So tell me…" he prompted the taller boy. Trowa sighed again.
"Okay…I was…with Heero, before Quatre came along. We were happy together, and I thought I was in love with him…don't interrupt!" he warned, pointing at Duo, whose mouth had begun to open.
"One day, I found out about his less-than-loyal nature…turns out I was simply one of his many 'pets' which he gathered as he found them. I left him, because of it, moved away…but he found me. He found me, and…he violated me." Trowa choked out. Duo's eyes were as wide as saucers.
"Heero raped you?! Trowa!…I'm so sorry…" he cried, wrapping his arms around the taller boy, pulling him close. Trowa didn't cry, but instead let out a large sigh.
"Yes, Duo…I should have told you sooner, I really should have. He could have done the same to you…" he said. Duo frowned.
"This is truly…oh, man …" he mumbled. "Trowa, I'm in love with him!"
"I know…that's why I should have told you sooner…I feel terrible." Trowa whispered. Duo hugged him tighter.
"Not your fault, Tro-chan. It was hard enough for you to just see him again, let alone talk about what happened…but, what am I gonna do?" he asked, eyes watery. Trowa frowned.
"Stay away from him…at all costs." He replied. "It may hurt, but it's for the best…"
Duo looked thoughtful.
"You're right…oh, man…Heero…" he whispered, tears tracking down his cheeks. "I thought he loved me, Trowa…he sure acted that way…it was an act, though…wasn't it?"
Trowa nodded.
"I'm sorry, Duo…I'm very sorry." He said softly, and the two sat in each other's arms, silent. Catherine poked her head around the doorframe.
"Duo? Feel free to stay here if you like…I know you must be pretty upset right now." She offered. Duo managed a weak smile.
"Thankyou, Catherine…I think I'll take up your offer." He said, his voice lacking any strength.
Heero…I still love you, regardless…
~ * ~
Wufei and Treize lay flat on their backs, staring up at the stars. They were in Treize's rose garden once again, getting some very much needed relaxation time in, before the attack on Heero.
But something was still troubling Treize.
"Dragon…" he said softly, his warm breath misting in the cool night air. Wufei looked at him.
"Yes?" he asked. Treize sighed, giving him a half-smile.
"Maybe we shouldn't kill Heero. He's on to us, my Dragon…he knows. And it was because of our carelessness that Noin died…who will be next? I couldn't bear to see another of our family die…" he whispered. Wufei frowned at him.
"Treize…this is not at all like you. One death and you become weak! Noin knew the risks, and her death will be avenged. We have to be strong to survive, and Heero must pay for his wrong-doings. We are going through with this, Treize…and if you can't handle it, then I shall do it alone." Wufei snapped. Treize turned hurt eyes to his beloved.
"Wufei…I'm scared of losing you," he confessed. Wufei's onyx eyes turned to Treize, shimmering with unshed tears. Treize moved to cup Wufei's face.
"Dragon, please…don't cry," he whispered. Wufei's cheeks flushed.
How could I have let him see me near to tears?! He thought, before he dashed inside, ashamed to have been seen so weak.
Treize shivered in the chilly air.
"Something bad is going to happen…I just know it," he told the night sky. A star twinkled in response.
~ * ~
Heero opened up his laptop…he had new mail.
H-
Treize is crumbling…his 'Dragon' still
stands strong. They should not pose a
threat any longer…Wufei is not strong enough to take you on. We can proceed without a worry.
He smiled at
the news. Having a spy working in
Treize's 'family' was a definite benefit. Night fell, and Heero turned his laptop off, climbing into the bed he
shared with Duo, preparing for sleep.
Now all I have to do is take my position…ready,
aim, fire!…bye-bye Winner, hello money. He thought. But he couldn't help but think of Duo. He knew it was irrational, the mission was far more important than the
braided angel of death…but Heero couldn't quite rid himself of the image of Duo's
face. It had burned itself into his
mind.
It angered
Heero that he wasn't in control of his own emotions, that a mere male with a
pretty face could distract him so.
That's not all, and you know it, Heero…you're
falling in love with the baka, and you're scared. His inner voice chimed in. Heero scowled.
"Lies…Heero Yuy
falls for no-one! He's a lone wolf…" he said to himself. He wondered if Trowa had told Duo about him
yet, and decided it was for the best. He couldn't have any stronger emotional ties to Duo, in case things went
wrong.
The mission comes first…always.
~ * ~
The next
morning arrived, and Duo woke slowly from his place in the spare bed. Trowa had insisted that Duo sleep in the
bed, while he took the couch. Duo had
protested, saying that there was more than enough room for the two of them, but
Trowa's eyes told Duo that it would make him uncomfortable. So Duo had relented, and complied.
He glanced at
his watch, taking note of the fact that it was late morning.
I need to talk to Quatre…he thought, yawning broadly. He arose from the bed, scratching his chest
as he made his way to the phone. Catherine was there, holding out a steaming mug of coffee, Trowa
stretching languidly in the background. Duo admired him from afar.
He's so stretchy and agile…he thought, accepting the coffee from
Catherine with a sleepy grin.
"Good morning,
Duo." Both she and Trowa said in unison. Duo laughed.
"Good morning…uh,
could I use your phone, Catherine? I need to ring Quatre…" he said. Catherine smiled sweetly.
"Sure!" she
said cheerily, and Duo wished he was such a morning person. He dialed Quatre's mansion quickly, noticing
Trowa staying out of sight, but well within earshot.
Oh man…I wish they'd just kiss and make
up already…I guess it's not that easy. He thought, beaming when Quatre's sad face appeared.
"Hi Duo…" he
mumbled, before glancing around. "Trowa,
I know you're there…please, come home to me…I love you, no matter what! Can't
you understand? Whatever difficulties you're having, we can work out together!…please,
Trowa. I'm exhausted. I haven't slept at all in days, and I can't
stop thinking about you!…I love you…" he said, his bottom lip trembling, and
tears threatening to spill. Duo saw
Trowa move towards the screen, and stepped aside, letting the two lovers see
each other for the first time in a day. Duo saw Quatre begin to sob, and reach out to touch the screen, as
though he could touch Trowa's face.
"Trowa…oh,
Trowa…I love you…I love you so much…" he sobbed. Trowa looked to be having an internal war with himself. Duo shook his head.
I shouldn't be eavesdropping like this! I'll
go give Catherine a hand with breakfast…I'll talk to Quatre later.
~ * ~
Trowa saw the
worn and weary face before him.
Is this my Quatre? Oh, Angel…what have I done
to you? This is my fault, isn't it? he thought, as he took in the dark rings under Quatre's eyes, the
paler skin and mussed hair. And of
course, the near-hysterical tears.
"Trowa…oh,
Trowa…I love you…I love you so much…" Quatre sobbed brokenly, touching the
screen.
I've hurt him…I did this…Quatre…I'm
sorry. He thought. He wanted desperately to be with Quatre
again, to reach out and touch his cherubic face…to kiss his pouty lips…
But I'm no longer worthy…I did this to
him, I don't deserve him…I don't…
"Trowa? Why won't
you talk to me?!…Trowa!…please…you don't know how much I miss you…just come
back, please…" Quatre begged, jerking Trowa from his thoughts. Trowa glanced once more at the one he loved,
and felt something inside him break.
"Quatre…" he
choked out, reaching to touch Quatre's hand on the screen. He felt those horrible tears begin flooding
his vision, blurring the image of his angel.
"Trowa! Come home!"
Quatre exclaimed, overjoyed to weasel a response from his uni-banged lover. Trowa started, snatching his hand back, and
turning his gaze to the floor.
"I…can't. Not yet. Please understand, I need to work things out alone, then we can work
things out between us." He said, leaving to find Duo. He found the braided one in the kitchen with his sister, and
dragged him out to the phone.
"Talk." He said,
before leaving again.
Soon, Quatre…I promise, we'll be together
again.
~ * ~
Duo looked at
the utterly depressed face of Quatre Raberba Winner.
"Oh, boy…that's
it. we're gonna go out and have some
fun together! I'm not taking no for an answer. I'll be there in a few." Duo said quickly. Quatre merely nodded in reply, and hung up.
Whoa…this is so not cool…he thought, grabbing his jacket and saying
goodbye.
~ * ~
Heero waited
impatiently for his spy to arrive, his muscles tensed with anticipation. He heard his laptop beep, signaling another
email. He read it quickly.
H-
Maxwell spotted heading for Winner's
estate again. Will send someone to keep
an eye on him. Leaving now, will be
there in approx. 15 mins.
Heero sighed. More waiting…
He was all
prepared, his assassins were readying his equipment, and readying themselves
for an ambush by the headstrong young Wufei Chang and his associates. He had his usual pre-mission jitters…but
they weren't at all nervous. They were
jitters of anticipation.
Heero loved his
work.
~ * ~
Wufei was on
his way to Noin's grave, when he collided with Zechs in the hallway, and shot
him an angry glare.
"Oops! Wufei! Watch
where you're going, alright?" the blonde man said. Wufei glared at him some more, before a thought crossed his mind.
"Any new info
on Yuy? I want to lead the strike against him…Treize has backed out." He said,
his voice cold. Zechs smiled.
"Thought you
might. Heero is planning to strike
while Winner and Maxwell are out walking…but we don't know when that will be…"
he said. Wufei frowned.
"Well, see that
Une keeps her info coming in. I want
Heero's head on a platter." He snapped, before stalking off. Zechs grinned at Wufei's disappearing back.
~ * ~
Heero studied
the Winner child's profile he had compiled, as he waited for his trusty
spy. He leapt out of his seat when he
heard a sharp knock. Opening the door a
crack he saw the person he was waiting for.
Heero opened
the door fully, exposing a dark-clothed person.
"Hello, Heero…."
He said, removing the hooded cloak he was wearing. His long, platinum-blonde hair was shaken free, and his ice-blue
eyes stared intensely at Heero, who extended his hand, holding the stare.
"Nice to see
you again…Zechs."
End of Part
Four
Well, I told you it would be crappy. But didja believe me?! Nope!
Once again, I'm very sorry!!
…and I like Cid and Vincent. They
are special friends. I like them as a
couple. Cid is sexy. I like Cid. There! I said it, and I meant it, Smee-chan! Are you happy now?!
~ Wannon-chan ~
Ninmu Kanryu
~ Smeegee-chan ~