Authors Notes: Sorry, not done with the Duo torture. I know the start was strange, but that's just me. Is this interesting yet? I have a question if someone would be so kind as to answer. The last death in the previous chapter wasn't too bad was it? I do have a well, more gruesome one for someone else, but it is kinda disturbing. Anyway, I may get to it soon, hopefully.
What Dreams Become:
"QUATRE!" Duo bolted up in his sleep and blinked. He frowned before running for his friends' room and pounding on the door.
"Duo?" a groggy voice asked and Duo turned, spotting Trowa yawning behind him. "You!!" Duo yelled and tackled the taller pilot to the ground, "You killed him!" He wrapped both hands around Trowa's neck and shook the boy until a hand grabbed his wrist. "Duo? What are you doing?" Duo looked up into blue eyes, dropping Trowa and turning to tackle Quatre. "You're okay!"
Quatre was confused. He'd just been woken from a deep sleep by someone calling his name and pounding on his door. When he answered the pounding, he came across Duo, strangling Trowa in the hallway. "Duo?" The braided pilot turned his attention away from Trowa, the anger still visible in his eyes, before squealing and tackling Quatre.
If Quatre was confused, Trowa was bewildered. He'd been jerked awake by Duo's cry and had walked into the hallway to investigate. Duo turned on him screaming about him killing someone. He watched as Duo tackled Quatre and heard another shout. "Maxwell!! Why are you playing tackle football at.." Wufei looked down at his watch "two thirty am?"
Duo blinked at Wufei. "What are you talking about?" he asked, confused. "Why am I out here?" "I think you were sleep walking" a voice said from below him and he looked down, realising he was sitting on Quatre. He grinned sheepishly and stood up, helping the Blonde to his feet. "Hey Trowa? What are you doing on the floor?" Trowa blinked, "You tried to kill me." Duo's eyes bugged as he remembered the dream. "You...You killed Q." Trowa frowned, "Duo, Quatre is fine. He's right there." Duo frowned, "In my dream, you bit him." Silence from the three pilots' before Quatre put an arm around Duo's shoulders. "Duo, It was a dream, I'm okay." Duo nodded, frowning before hiding it behind his "happy mask". "Yeah, guys, sorry, just dreaming. Well, goodnight." Wufei muttered under his breath and stomped from the hall, Trowa following, leaving only Quatre and Duo. The blonde turned to Duo, troubled. "You're sure you're okay Duo?" he asked worriedly. Duo grinned, "Yeah, I'm fine. Just a little nightmare." Quatre nodded and slowly walked back into his room. Duo held his happy mask a second longer before letting it drop, a frown replacing the grin. Even if it had been only a dream, the emotion was still there, and he was truly afraid.
"Poor Slayer" a voice hissed through the dark hall. A feral grin broke the darkness as the brilliance of white teeth flashed in the moonlight. "This is the beginning."
What Dreams Become:
"QUATRE!" Duo bolted up in his sleep and blinked. He frowned before running for his friends' room and pounding on the door.
"Duo?" a groggy voice asked and Duo turned, spotting Trowa yawning behind him. "You!!" Duo yelled and tackled the taller pilot to the ground, "You killed him!" He wrapped both hands around Trowa's neck and shook the boy until a hand grabbed his wrist. "Duo? What are you doing?" Duo looked up into blue eyes, dropping Trowa and turning to tackle Quatre. "You're okay!"
Quatre was confused. He'd just been woken from a deep sleep by someone calling his name and pounding on his door. When he answered the pounding, he came across Duo, strangling Trowa in the hallway. "Duo?" The braided pilot turned his attention away from Trowa, the anger still visible in his eyes, before squealing and tackling Quatre.
If Quatre was confused, Trowa was bewildered. He'd been jerked awake by Duo's cry and had walked into the hallway to investigate. Duo turned on him screaming about him killing someone. He watched as Duo tackled Quatre and heard another shout. "Maxwell!! Why are you playing tackle football at.." Wufei looked down at his watch "two thirty am?"
Duo blinked at Wufei. "What are you talking about?" he asked, confused. "Why am I out here?" "I think you were sleep walking" a voice said from below him and he looked down, realising he was sitting on Quatre. He grinned sheepishly and stood up, helping the Blonde to his feet. "Hey Trowa? What are you doing on the floor?" Trowa blinked, "You tried to kill me." Duo's eyes bugged as he remembered the dream. "You...You killed Q." Trowa frowned, "Duo, Quatre is fine. He's right there." Duo frowned, "In my dream, you bit him." Silence from the three pilots' before Quatre put an arm around Duo's shoulders. "Duo, It was a dream, I'm okay." Duo nodded, frowning before hiding it behind his "happy mask". "Yeah, guys, sorry, just dreaming. Well, goodnight." Wufei muttered under his breath and stomped from the hall, Trowa following, leaving only Quatre and Duo. The blonde turned to Duo, troubled. "You're sure you're okay Duo?" he asked worriedly. Duo grinned, "Yeah, I'm fine. Just a little nightmare." Quatre nodded and slowly walked back into his room. Duo held his happy mask a second longer before letting it drop, a frown replacing the grin. Even if it had been only a dream, the emotion was still there, and he was truly afraid.
"Poor Slayer" a voice hissed through the dark hall. A feral grin broke the darkness as the brilliance of white teeth flashed in the moonlight. "This is the beginning."