Just like everyone else, Trowa drew up a chair and sat across from Duo. "This won't take long," Trowa admitted. "I don't have much to say."
"Do you ever?" Duo joked, and the smirk he saw on the cinnamon-haired pilot's face made him smile. "Thanks Tro. It'll help get this overwith faster."
Trowa's face settled back into its usual lines. "I destroyed Deathscythe. I'm sorry."
"That was you?!" Duo said incredulously.
Trowa nodded. "Yeah. I knew it was your suit... but I couldn't destroy my cover, you know? I regretted doing it." He hung his head, a sheepish smile on his face. "I... well, I cried."
"You wha- Trowa... Dude, ah... erm..." Duo was obviously very flustered at this.
"What did you do?"
"Huh?"
"When you found out."
"Probably not the best thing for me to do in public, seeing as I was wanted at the time, but I screamed. At the top of my lungs, in the middle of the street." Duo shook his head. "And then I ran... Part of me wanted to get away from the incident, the other part realized I had to get out or I'd be recognized."
"Running and hiding," Trowa mused.
"Exactly... Anything else?"
"No, not really," said Trowa. "We never really spent that much time together, did we?"
"Nope. Sometimes I kinda regret that," Duo sighed. "I regret a lot of things, I can't deny that." He shrugged.
"What's the number one thing you regret that you'd change?" Trowa asked.
Duo thought for a long time. At one point, his skin paled noticeably.
"You don't have to answer, Duo."
Duo shook his head. "No," he whispered. "I'll answer." He was silent again. "I can't choose. Every option I didn't choose would mean I didn't make it here, which I suppose would be kinda nice, but I wouldn't know any of you. I dunno. There's some things that just aren't meant to be changed. I... I know I don't regret putting those kids in the hospital." He smirked to himself, and shook his head again. "I wouldn't change anything. Anything..." He looked distantly at a spot on the floor.
"All right. That's all," Trowa decided. "Take care, Duo."
Duo smiled weakly, like he'd done for everyone else, and his eyes stayed blank as Trowa returned to his chair. He sighed. Wufei was next, and then, well, God knew who else was waiting in the wings to question him. This could go on for a long time... and then what? Duo became increasingly anxious with every passing minute. He did not like this. Not at all.
"Chang Wufei."
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Author's Notes: I apologize immensely for the long wait. I'm living off the love I'm getting for this, LOL. Um... how 'bout you show some more love? Part of the reason why this took so long is because I could not think of any questions for Trowa to ask Duo. If you have any questions you think any character would ask Duo in such a situation, send them my way! Please! I'll love you! This will get done faster! You'll get credit! Money! Er... maybe not money. But the other stuff, definitely. Thank you. A lot. For everything. Peace out homies. --Jay