Title: Rivals 14
Author: Canisa
Pairing: various for now (6+1, Noin+6, 5+2, 3+4/4+3, R+1), but leading to 1+2/2+1, my favorite paring! ^__^
Warning : shounen-ai, AU (no gundam!!!) a bit angst.
Note: Gundam Wing is not mine. I am writing this for my own enjoyment. No profit is being made.
Quick Summary
Heero's family held a grunge against Duo's because Duo's grandfather had indirectly caused his grandfather's death. The two ended up in the same high school and in the same extra curricular activity (well, almost). Heero was the diving team captain while Duo was the swimming team captain.
Heero started to open up to Duo little by little until Relena Peacecraft finally showed her presence, declaring to Duo that she was engaged to Heero.
Noin, persuaded unknowingly by Relena, flew back to Boston to see Milliardo Peacecraft, wanting to tell him that Heero did not love him. Milliardo became agitated in the car, causing an accident…
Previous
Without his jacket, Duo did not give a damn about the weather. He did not even feel the piercing cold attacking his exposed skin. Instead, Duo only found himself falling and falling until finally, pain was no longer a feeling but an integral of himself.
Duo cringed.
The pain just would not go away.
Chapter 14 ---A thin line between love and hate---
"A human heart is nothing but fragile, don't you think? Heero." Relena smiled sweetly at her fiancé.
"Out." The Japanese youth said evenly, his expressionless face stared not at her but the blank wall in front of him.
"Heero," Relena neglected the man's words. "I am merely telling him the truth."
The Japanese boy finally turned his attention. He narrowed his eyes, glaring at the beauty in front of him. "Omae O korosu." His fingers dug into the bed sheet, as if he tried hard not to launch himself at the girl full force.
Relena tilted her head and smiled even more. "I love you." She threw the words out carelessly, in a mocking tone she usually did not express. "Can't you see I am falling head over heel for you?"
"You love no one."
Relena laughed. "You are more perceptive than I had previously thought." She inched toward his bed. "As you can see…." She was now by his bedside, her angelic face leaning toward his. Her long blonde hair draped down, brushing his shoulder. "I hate you. The sight of you is like a needle in my eyes ." She whispered into his ear like music.
Heero suddenly swung his fist upward, intending to knock her out of his sight.
But Relena backed way just in time. She steadied herself as she peered down at her fiancé lovingly. "Take it easy, Heero. You wouldn't want your wounds to open, would you?" She gave him one last smile before she turned her heel and started to walk out of the room. "Believe me, Heero….." She reached the door. Before she opened the door, she glanced at the Japanese youth on the bed. She smiled like an angel descended from the heaven. "…..that you will feel the amount of hatred that I have for you."
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Treize Kushrenada tiredly took off his bloody gloves and threw them into the biohazard trashcan as he walked out of the surgery room while a nurse held the door for him. A fresh stream of air immediately rushed toward him as he took off the cotton mask on his face.
It had been a long night to the doctor. His muscle ached from hours of stressed tension. Treize closed his eyes and inhaled. "How long, Une?"
The nurse closed the door behind her. "The surgery lasted 4 hours and 15 minutes." She handed him a chart for him to sign. "You have accomplished another miracle, Dr. Kushrenada."
Treize took out a pen from his front pocket. "Miracle indeed." He briskly signed the paper on the chart. "I did not think I could have saved him."
Une retrieved the paper and smiled. "The man was very lucky. He would not even have any chance if you were not here, Dr. Kushrenada."
Treize smiled at the comment. "Did anyone found out his identity?"
Une shook her head. "No, when the paramedics found him, everything was destroyed in the accident. They were lucky to pull him out of the car in time."
"Well, no matter. Ask his identity when he is awake so the police can finish their report." Treize took off his bloody surgeon coat. "In the meantime, take good care of him, Une." Treize opened his locker and retrieved his jacket. "The man had just gone to hell and back in one day."
Une nodded, watching the doctor walking down the hall. As the doctor disappeared from her field of vision, the nurse turned her attention back to the surgery room. Through the huge glass window, the nurse could see the busy medical staff tidying things up for the man who still lied unconsciously on the once white but now bloody hospital bed.
It was a scene she saw everyday on her job. The blood stained everywhere in the room. It was on the floor and even on the ceiling. The gruesome sight, however, longer impacted her as much as she experienced in her first year. She was, fortunately or unfortunately, desensitized from it. So instead of gasping at the crimson red, she focused her attention on a technician who was cleaning up the massive golden hair spilled on the floor.
Une sighed and unconsciously fingered her own red hair tied up in two bundles.
It could not be helped.
The injured man had suffered tremendous injuries on his head. In order to stitch up his wounds, the medical staff had no choice but shaved off his gorgeous long hair…..
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Duo Maxwell sat rigidly on a cold stone in a little park of his residence neighborhood. His house was only blocks away but the long-haired youth had no intention of going home. Though his mind weakly reminded him that it was already past midnight and he had a curfew to adhere to, Duo could not even stand up or move his legs. With only the cold breeze and dimmed streetlight accompanying him, Duo bathed in his own misery.
Who would have thought falling in love was such a painful, heart wrenching experience.
Duo locked his fingers together so tightly that his knuckles were starting to turn into a shade of whiteness.
"Duo?"
The long-haired youth lifted his head up, locking his eyes with a pair of clear blue.
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The injured man blinked his eyes open. Pain immediately traveled his body as he tried to move his fingers. Confused, the man shifted his eyes down to his body and discovered his arm was infested with IV needles. His chest was bundled in crimson stained bandage.
The man widened his eyes as he felt yet another stream of pain past through his legs.
What happened?
The beeping sound coming from his heart rate monitor did nothing to answer his question.
The man breathed laboriously. His throat was uncomfortably dry. Threads of his thoughts seemed to mingle together. The man sighed, closing his eyes.
They must have administrated some kind of sedative to him, causing him not to think clearly.
The man concentrated on his breathing. He vaguely noted that it was very quiet in the room. Even the world outside seemed dead.
What time was it?
A car zoomed by outside of his window loudly. It's tires made a high pitched sound as it raced toward its destination.
The man snapped his eyes open. His eyes widened at the sound.
The accident.
The man suddenly remembered.
The speed, the scream and the heat were all coming back at him with full force.
Noin.
As the woman's name entered his thoughts, the man immediately tried to sit up. But his attempt was futile for his body was still too weak to obey his command.
The car was going so fast. The building came near with every passing milliseconds….. The car spun out of his control. It slammed into the building like a bullet…..
"Noin!!!"
The man covered his face with his trembling hands.
"NOIN!!!!!"
He screamed in the dark.
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Quatre widened his eyes. After hours of searching around the neighborhood, he finally found him.
"Duo?" He watched his friend lifting up his head and stare at him with a somewhat blank expression.
A sight he was not accustomed to.
"Duo, your mother is very worried. She has already called my house at least 10 times! Everyone is looking for you!" Quatre watched the violet eyes shifted away from him and focused on the dirt ground instead.
"Um." Came the feeble reply.
Quatre had never seen Duo like this before. The alarm went off in his head as he noticed that Duo had nothing but a T-shirt and jean on him. Quatre sighed and carefully took a step forward while shedding off his jacket. "You are trembling, Duo." He sat on the cold stone next to his friend, draping his jacket on Duo shoulder. "I know you want to skip school, but getting yourself sick in order to that is not worth it." Quatre smiled. He huddled himself closer to his friend. After he gave his jacket to Duo, he only had a layer of sweater to protect himself from the December cold. But Quatre did his best to ignore the cold. He had to somehow start conversation to get Duo talking. Quatre chuckled inwardly at the irony.
Since when did he ever need to –start—a conversation with Duo?
"So what was so interesting about the swing?" Quatre made his first attempt. He pointed at the swings directly in front of them.
No reply. Quatre watched Duo continued to stare at the space blankly. If this was the usual Duo, the long haired youth would have started bringing up random topic to joke around already.
The situation was not good. Duo did not even seem to hear him. Quatre decided to switch his tactic. Maybe if he started to throw names around, he would eventually get some response from the stoic long-haired youth.
"So that Meiran girl was pretty cute." Quatre pitched his second attempt. "She seemed to have a very strong will. I think Wufei has finally found someone other than you to bicker around."
Quatre studied his friend intently and still found no visible response.
Okay, so Wufei and Meiran were not the ones.
Quatre had originally thought that Duo was jealous over Meiran. During their dinner together the last time, Wufei had spent most of the time arguing with Meiran as the girl recounted their meeting. Quatre still remembered that it was a very amusing sight, seeing someone other than Duo to match Wufei's seemingly callous words. But Quatre knew better. His Chinese friend was perhaps the softest one among them. Though Wufei always tried to put up a tough appearance, the fact that Quatre caught him eyeing at the girl's wound repeatedly only confirmed his thoughts of Wufei.
Being ever the persistent one, the good-natured blonde hair youth mentally crossed out Wufei's name and tried again. "By the way, Trowa really beat the crap out of those people who cut your hair." Quatre stood up and walked toward the swing. He touched the metal chain and gave it a little push. "He did what he was told. 348 punches and 104 kicks." Quatre sat on the swing and his feet pushed off the ground to start the swing going. "Those people were brutal weren't they? I can't believe they did that to Heero Yuy…. I wonder if he is doing all right….."
"Quatre."
Bingo!
Quatre strained to control not to let his hopeful expression shown on his face. He continued to keep the swing going. "Yes, Duo?" His long-haired friend had finally responded to him. He suppressed his smile as he threw a careless glance at his friend. But what he saw only made him immediately stump his feet on the ground, stopping the swing. "Duo……"
"Do you know……"
Quatre could not say anything nor do anything as he watched drops of crystal clear tears emerged and slid down his friend's cheek.
"… that love hurts……"
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"Please calm down!!!" Une held the man's wrists down. "Please don't move too much, the IV….."
"NOIN!!! NOIN!!!!!!" The man twisted his body. "Where is she!!! Where!!!"
"I wouldn't move like that if I were you in present condition."
"Doctor!" Une looked toward the door, her hands still busy holding down the man. "Doctor Kushrenada! He won't stop moving! And he had already wakened up everyone in the hospital…."
The man breathed hard. He looked at the doctor wildly. "Where is Noin? WHERE IS SHE?"
"Noin?" Treize locked his eyebrows. "Une, did anyone come in with him?"
"Eh? No… The paramedics only brought him in….."
The patient watched the doctor walked toward him. Somehow, the serene face of the doctor had him down. "Noin….. where is she?" Recognizing the doctor's authority, the man asked the approaching doctor in his normal tone.
"If the paramedics did not bring her in…. " Treize pressed his lips, wondering if he should pronounce his thoughts with the risk of agitating his patient even further. Treize studied his patient and found that the man looked up at him with a strong determination. "If the paramedics did not bring her to the hospital, she was either all right or … could not be helped."
The man sank into the hospital bed. He remembered clearly that Noin was right next to her when the car exploded……
"I am sorry." The doctor said quietly.
Noticing that the man no longer struggled like he did, the nurse loosened her grip on him. "What is your name?" She fixed the IV fluid. "We could not find any identification on you."
The man blinked his eyes and stared at the ceiling.
"Une, leave him be." Treize, resisted his urge to yarn. The hospital had called him in during the middle of the night, thinking that there was an emergency to the patient.
"But Doctor…." The nurse finished changing the IV fluid and walked toward the doctor.
Treize did not answer but turned toward the patient. "Take good care of yourself, young man. It took all my talent to save you. Don't waste my effort."
"Zechs." The man said finally. "My name is Zechs."
Treize watched the man briefly, seeming to consider the truth behind his words. "Well, Zechs…" But in the end, he smiled, betraying none of his thoughts. " Welcome back to the land of living."
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"Oni-chan." The little blonde haired girl, dressed in her elegant blue dress, walked toward her older brother gracefully as her father had sternly taught her. "Aren't you coming to the fund-rasing dinner with father?" She blinked her gorgeously large eyes at her brother for she worshiped her brother dearly.
"No."
The little girl stepped back, hurt by her the terse reply. Though she was only 7, she could hear the coldness from her brother. It pained her to see her brother looking at her with such indifference. "But father said….." She timidly started but the words trailed off when she saw that her brother had already turned his back on her.
"You are going over to that Japanese kid's house again, aren't you?" Biting down her lips, the girl said calmly.
But the young 11-year-old child only ignored her. He put on his jacket and opened the door.
"Please~~ oni-chan!" The little girl perched her lips up. "If you are not going to the dinner, take me with you?" She pleaded. "I will be good…. I don't want to go with father to the fund-raising dinner….." She fingered her blue dress. "Can I come with you? I promise I will be quiet….. I promise I ….." The girl stopped her words in her mid-sentence.
Her older brother did not even hesitate as he closed the door behind him.
The girl dropped on the floor. She clenched to her pretty blue dress. "I won't cry…. I won't cry…." She bit down her lips hard. "Father said crying is a weakness a politician cannot have." The tears threatened to leak out from the corner of her beautiful blue eyes. "I won't cry….. I will never cry….."
The little girl winced as she tasted the iron taste on the tip of her tongue. She stood up immediately. Reaching into the closet, she grabbed her thin jacket out. She then practically ran out of the house, intending to follow her brother to the Japanese kid's house.
Thankfully, the destination was only blocks away. The little girl hid behind the tree and watched her brother stood in front of a gate.
Seconds later, a Japanese boy about her age appeared and opened the gate. The girl gasped. Though she had only met the Japanese kid once at her brother's birthday party, she never really looked at his face closely.
The Japanese kid was very good looking, almost surpassing her brother……
"Oni-chan…." The little girl shifted her attention to her brother. And immediately, she was angry at the scene.
Her brother smiled. He smiled so brilliantly at the stoic Japanese boy.
The little girl clenched her fists, letting the jealousy take over her emotion.
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TBC
Author: Canisa
Pairing: various for now (6+1, Noin+6, 5+2, 3+4/4+3, R+1), but leading to 1+2/2+1, my favorite paring! ^__^
Warning : shounen-ai, AU (no gundam!!!) a bit angst.
Note: Gundam Wing is not mine. I am writing this for my own enjoyment. No profit is being made.
Quick Summary
Heero's family held a grunge against Duo's because Duo's grandfather had indirectly caused his grandfather's death. The two ended up in the same high school and in the same extra curricular activity (well, almost). Heero was the diving team captain while Duo was the swimming team captain.
Heero started to open up to Duo little by little until Relena Peacecraft finally showed her presence, declaring to Duo that she was engaged to Heero.
Noin, persuaded unknowingly by Relena, flew back to Boston to see Milliardo Peacecraft, wanting to tell him that Heero did not love him. Milliardo became agitated in the car, causing an accident…
Previous
Without his jacket, Duo did not give a damn about the weather. He did not even feel the piercing cold attacking his exposed skin. Instead, Duo only found himself falling and falling until finally, pain was no longer a feeling but an integral of himself.
Duo cringed.
The pain just would not go away.
Chapter 14 ---A thin line between love and hate---
"A human heart is nothing but fragile, don't you think? Heero." Relena smiled sweetly at her fiancé.
"Out." The Japanese youth said evenly, his expressionless face stared not at her but the blank wall in front of him.
"Heero," Relena neglected the man's words. "I am merely telling him the truth."
The Japanese boy finally turned his attention. He narrowed his eyes, glaring at the beauty in front of him. "Omae O korosu." His fingers dug into the bed sheet, as if he tried hard not to launch himself at the girl full force.
Relena tilted her head and smiled even more. "I love you." She threw the words out carelessly, in a mocking tone she usually did not express. "Can't you see I am falling head over heel for you?"
"You love no one."
Relena laughed. "You are more perceptive than I had previously thought." She inched toward his bed. "As you can see…." She was now by his bedside, her angelic face leaning toward his. Her long blonde hair draped down, brushing his shoulder. "I hate you. The sight of you is like a needle in my eyes ." She whispered into his ear like music.
Heero suddenly swung his fist upward, intending to knock her out of his sight.
But Relena backed way just in time. She steadied herself as she peered down at her fiancé lovingly. "Take it easy, Heero. You wouldn't want your wounds to open, would you?" She gave him one last smile before she turned her heel and started to walk out of the room. "Believe me, Heero….." She reached the door. Before she opened the door, she glanced at the Japanese youth on the bed. She smiled like an angel descended from the heaven. "…..that you will feel the amount of hatred that I have for you."
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Treize Kushrenada tiredly took off his bloody gloves and threw them into the biohazard trashcan as he walked out of the surgery room while a nurse held the door for him. A fresh stream of air immediately rushed toward him as he took off the cotton mask on his face.
It had been a long night to the doctor. His muscle ached from hours of stressed tension. Treize closed his eyes and inhaled. "How long, Une?"
The nurse closed the door behind her. "The surgery lasted 4 hours and 15 minutes." She handed him a chart for him to sign. "You have accomplished another miracle, Dr. Kushrenada."
Treize took out a pen from his front pocket. "Miracle indeed." He briskly signed the paper on the chart. "I did not think I could have saved him."
Une retrieved the paper and smiled. "The man was very lucky. He would not even have any chance if you were not here, Dr. Kushrenada."
Treize smiled at the comment. "Did anyone found out his identity?"
Une shook her head. "No, when the paramedics found him, everything was destroyed in the accident. They were lucky to pull him out of the car in time."
"Well, no matter. Ask his identity when he is awake so the police can finish their report." Treize took off his bloody surgeon coat. "In the meantime, take good care of him, Une." Treize opened his locker and retrieved his jacket. "The man had just gone to hell and back in one day."
Une nodded, watching the doctor walking down the hall. As the doctor disappeared from her field of vision, the nurse turned her attention back to the surgery room. Through the huge glass window, the nurse could see the busy medical staff tidying things up for the man who still lied unconsciously on the once white but now bloody hospital bed.
It was a scene she saw everyday on her job. The blood stained everywhere in the room. It was on the floor and even on the ceiling. The gruesome sight, however, longer impacted her as much as she experienced in her first year. She was, fortunately or unfortunately, desensitized from it. So instead of gasping at the crimson red, she focused her attention on a technician who was cleaning up the massive golden hair spilled on the floor.
Une sighed and unconsciously fingered her own red hair tied up in two bundles.
It could not be helped.
The injured man had suffered tremendous injuries on his head. In order to stitch up his wounds, the medical staff had no choice but shaved off his gorgeous long hair…..
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Duo Maxwell sat rigidly on a cold stone in a little park of his residence neighborhood. His house was only blocks away but the long-haired youth had no intention of going home. Though his mind weakly reminded him that it was already past midnight and he had a curfew to adhere to, Duo could not even stand up or move his legs. With only the cold breeze and dimmed streetlight accompanying him, Duo bathed in his own misery.
Who would have thought falling in love was such a painful, heart wrenching experience.
Duo locked his fingers together so tightly that his knuckles were starting to turn into a shade of whiteness.
"Duo?"
The long-haired youth lifted his head up, locking his eyes with a pair of clear blue.
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The injured man blinked his eyes open. Pain immediately traveled his body as he tried to move his fingers. Confused, the man shifted his eyes down to his body and discovered his arm was infested with IV needles. His chest was bundled in crimson stained bandage.
The man widened his eyes as he felt yet another stream of pain past through his legs.
What happened?
The beeping sound coming from his heart rate monitor did nothing to answer his question.
The man breathed laboriously. His throat was uncomfortably dry. Threads of his thoughts seemed to mingle together. The man sighed, closing his eyes.
They must have administrated some kind of sedative to him, causing him not to think clearly.
The man concentrated on his breathing. He vaguely noted that it was very quiet in the room. Even the world outside seemed dead.
What time was it?
A car zoomed by outside of his window loudly. It's tires made a high pitched sound as it raced toward its destination.
The man snapped his eyes open. His eyes widened at the sound.
The accident.
The man suddenly remembered.
The speed, the scream and the heat were all coming back at him with full force.
Noin.
As the woman's name entered his thoughts, the man immediately tried to sit up. But his attempt was futile for his body was still too weak to obey his command.
The car was going so fast. The building came near with every passing milliseconds….. The car spun out of his control. It slammed into the building like a bullet…..
"Noin!!!"
The man covered his face with his trembling hands.
"NOIN!!!!!"
He screamed in the dark.
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Quatre widened his eyes. After hours of searching around the neighborhood, he finally found him.
"Duo?" He watched his friend lifting up his head and stare at him with a somewhat blank expression.
A sight he was not accustomed to.
"Duo, your mother is very worried. She has already called my house at least 10 times! Everyone is looking for you!" Quatre watched the violet eyes shifted away from him and focused on the dirt ground instead.
"Um." Came the feeble reply.
Quatre had never seen Duo like this before. The alarm went off in his head as he noticed that Duo had nothing but a T-shirt and jean on him. Quatre sighed and carefully took a step forward while shedding off his jacket. "You are trembling, Duo." He sat on the cold stone next to his friend, draping his jacket on Duo shoulder. "I know you want to skip school, but getting yourself sick in order to that is not worth it." Quatre smiled. He huddled himself closer to his friend. After he gave his jacket to Duo, he only had a layer of sweater to protect himself from the December cold. But Quatre did his best to ignore the cold. He had to somehow start conversation to get Duo talking. Quatre chuckled inwardly at the irony.
Since when did he ever need to –start—a conversation with Duo?
"So what was so interesting about the swing?" Quatre made his first attempt. He pointed at the swings directly in front of them.
No reply. Quatre watched Duo continued to stare at the space blankly. If this was the usual Duo, the long haired youth would have started bringing up random topic to joke around already.
The situation was not good. Duo did not even seem to hear him. Quatre decided to switch his tactic. Maybe if he started to throw names around, he would eventually get some response from the stoic long-haired youth.
"So that Meiran girl was pretty cute." Quatre pitched his second attempt. "She seemed to have a very strong will. I think Wufei has finally found someone other than you to bicker around."
Quatre studied his friend intently and still found no visible response.
Okay, so Wufei and Meiran were not the ones.
Quatre had originally thought that Duo was jealous over Meiran. During their dinner together the last time, Wufei had spent most of the time arguing with Meiran as the girl recounted their meeting. Quatre still remembered that it was a very amusing sight, seeing someone other than Duo to match Wufei's seemingly callous words. But Quatre knew better. His Chinese friend was perhaps the softest one among them. Though Wufei always tried to put up a tough appearance, the fact that Quatre caught him eyeing at the girl's wound repeatedly only confirmed his thoughts of Wufei.
Being ever the persistent one, the good-natured blonde hair youth mentally crossed out Wufei's name and tried again. "By the way, Trowa really beat the crap out of those people who cut your hair." Quatre stood up and walked toward the swing. He touched the metal chain and gave it a little push. "He did what he was told. 348 punches and 104 kicks." Quatre sat on the swing and his feet pushed off the ground to start the swing going. "Those people were brutal weren't they? I can't believe they did that to Heero Yuy…. I wonder if he is doing all right….."
"Quatre."
Bingo!
Quatre strained to control not to let his hopeful expression shown on his face. He continued to keep the swing going. "Yes, Duo?" His long-haired friend had finally responded to him. He suppressed his smile as he threw a careless glance at his friend. But what he saw only made him immediately stump his feet on the ground, stopping the swing. "Duo……"
"Do you know……"
Quatre could not say anything nor do anything as he watched drops of crystal clear tears emerged and slid down his friend's cheek.
"… that love hurts……"
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"Please calm down!!!" Une held the man's wrists down. "Please don't move too much, the IV….."
"NOIN!!! NOIN!!!!!!" The man twisted his body. "Where is she!!! Where!!!"
"I wouldn't move like that if I were you in present condition."
"Doctor!" Une looked toward the door, her hands still busy holding down the man. "Doctor Kushrenada! He won't stop moving! And he had already wakened up everyone in the hospital…."
The man breathed hard. He looked at the doctor wildly. "Where is Noin? WHERE IS SHE?"
"Noin?" Treize locked his eyebrows. "Une, did anyone come in with him?"
"Eh? No… The paramedics only brought him in….."
The patient watched the doctor walked toward him. Somehow, the serene face of the doctor had him down. "Noin….. where is she?" Recognizing the doctor's authority, the man asked the approaching doctor in his normal tone.
"If the paramedics did not bring her in…. " Treize pressed his lips, wondering if he should pronounce his thoughts with the risk of agitating his patient even further. Treize studied his patient and found that the man looked up at him with a strong determination. "If the paramedics did not bring her to the hospital, she was either all right or … could not be helped."
The man sank into the hospital bed. He remembered clearly that Noin was right next to her when the car exploded……
"I am sorry." The doctor said quietly.
Noticing that the man no longer struggled like he did, the nurse loosened her grip on him. "What is your name?" She fixed the IV fluid. "We could not find any identification on you."
The man blinked his eyes and stared at the ceiling.
"Une, leave him be." Treize, resisted his urge to yarn. The hospital had called him in during the middle of the night, thinking that there was an emergency to the patient.
"But Doctor…." The nurse finished changing the IV fluid and walked toward the doctor.
Treize did not answer but turned toward the patient. "Take good care of yourself, young man. It took all my talent to save you. Don't waste my effort."
"Zechs." The man said finally. "My name is Zechs."
Treize watched the man briefly, seeming to consider the truth behind his words. "Well, Zechs…" But in the end, he smiled, betraying none of his thoughts. " Welcome back to the land of living."
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"Oni-chan." The little blonde haired girl, dressed in her elegant blue dress, walked toward her older brother gracefully as her father had sternly taught her. "Aren't you coming to the fund-rasing dinner with father?" She blinked her gorgeously large eyes at her brother for she worshiped her brother dearly.
"No."
The little girl stepped back, hurt by her the terse reply. Though she was only 7, she could hear the coldness from her brother. It pained her to see her brother looking at her with such indifference. "But father said….." She timidly started but the words trailed off when she saw that her brother had already turned his back on her.
"You are going over to that Japanese kid's house again, aren't you?" Biting down her lips, the girl said calmly.
But the young 11-year-old child only ignored her. He put on his jacket and opened the door.
"Please~~ oni-chan!" The little girl perched her lips up. "If you are not going to the dinner, take me with you?" She pleaded. "I will be good…. I don't want to go with father to the fund-raising dinner….." She fingered her blue dress. "Can I come with you? I promise I will be quiet….. I promise I ….." The girl stopped her words in her mid-sentence.
Her older brother did not even hesitate as he closed the door behind him.
The girl dropped on the floor. She clenched to her pretty blue dress. "I won't cry…. I won't cry…." She bit down her lips hard. "Father said crying is a weakness a politician cannot have." The tears threatened to leak out from the corner of her beautiful blue eyes. "I won't cry….. I will never cry….."
The little girl winced as she tasted the iron taste on the tip of her tongue. She stood up immediately. Reaching into the closet, she grabbed her thin jacket out. She then practically ran out of the house, intending to follow her brother to the Japanese kid's house.
Thankfully, the destination was only blocks away. The little girl hid behind the tree and watched her brother stood in front of a gate.
Seconds later, a Japanese boy about her age appeared and opened the gate. The girl gasped. Though she had only met the Japanese kid once at her brother's birthday party, she never really looked at his face closely.
The Japanese kid was very good looking, almost surpassing her brother……
"Oni-chan…." The little girl shifted her attention to her brother. And immediately, she was angry at the scene.
Her brother smiled. He smiled so brilliantly at the stoic Japanese boy.
The little girl clenched her fists, letting the jealousy take over her emotion.
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TBC