Five messages

Five messages.

By: Tempest

07/18/01

Warnings: Duo-ness. Wufei-ness Quatre-ness. Dr-ness. O.o;; Nothin' bad. Rated PG is all. Don't worry; it'll get juicey in later chapters. ^. ~ But I won't continue unless I get at least five positive reviews.

Disclaimer: latches onto her Heero and Duo plushies WHY CAN"T I OWN YOU??!?!?! Cries

"Five new messages"

Duo rubbed his hands together grinning. "Oh, so I'm special today am I?" he reached over a pressed the green play button as laid down his grocery bags. The tape clicked on then a familiar voice began to speak.

"Umm. Well sorry I didn't catch you earlier Duo; this is Quatre, and I was wondering… well if… you would come see me and Trowa?" Duo smiled at the invitation, then grinned wildly at the "me and Trowa" part of the message.

"So anyway, I'll try to give you a call back later, alright?! Ja ne Duo!" The petite blonde's voice clicked off.

Second Message.

"Maxwell!!!" Duo cringed and he dropped a can of pineapples on his foot, he knew that voice all to well.

"It is unjust that you claim to keep in touch with us, say that we shouldn't lose touch and then never contact anyone of us!! I demand JUSTICE from you!! I don't know if~"

Third message.

"~Weak Onna answering device! Anyway, I don't know if Quatre has contacted you or not, but he is planning a small get together between the five of us. Even Heero agreed I demand to~"

Fourth message.

"AHHHH!!!! I demand to see you there!!!"  With that, Wufei's voice clicked off the answering machine. Duo smiled brightly. "A get together huh? Alrighty."

Fifth message.

"Mr. Maxwell this is Dr…."

 I'll be there alright, Wufei. So is the last message from another psycho? "I feel like I'm in a bubble. Gee, I've never felt this good ina…." Duo's breath caught in his throat as the last message clicked off. The words echoed in his head.

"I'm sorry to tell you, your test results are positive, and I ask you to please make an appointment with me as soon as possible.

Then all of the sudden, the bubble popped. Duo lifted his hand up to his forehead and ran down the side of his left cheek. "That's it….."(1)

"….I'm going to die…"

Don't hurt me!! Hides I won't continue this story unless I get atleast five positive reviews. G-men ne!!!

1. I don't know about you, but when I receive bad news, I become unusually calm.