Disclaimers: I have nothing but a strange yet amusing brain, I guess.
Archived: Yume Maxwell-Yuy (www.geocities.com/maxwell_yuy2002/)
Warning: OOC, Weirdish, Yaoi 2x1, 3x4 (more of it in here, mostly about Tro-chan), meant be slightly humorous, language, and that's about it.
Note: I thought that the last chapter was *really* long. Hm, this one's not as long. Arigato to all of the reviewers, I like knowing what people think, but then again, doesn't everyone? Change of tone here, but nothing to cry over. Disturbed Setsuna. -_-; As if he's ever normal...
***Violence Ahead*** because I love things Jet Li style!
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Haunted
Part 16
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A new day had begun.
Hand in hand with Duo, Heero walked back to the house smiling, knowing that he and his comrades had done something good, instead of destroy. Heero cupped Duo's face in both of his hands and gazed into beautiful violet eyes that he had fallen in love with.
"Hee-chan?"
Heero suddenly pulled Duo into a passionate kiss that reeked 'HOTHOTHOT!'.
"Wohoo!" Duo cheered once he parted. He didn't need a damn cup of coffee to start his day. "Screw Expresso!"
"I see someone's feeling better." Trowa commented referring to Heero's mood swing.
"I agree, that was VERY unexpected." Quatre giggled, "I'm just glad that you're happy, Heero."
"What's the plan for today?" Wufei asked, "It's great that you're feeling all tingly inside, but Setsuna guy is still here."
Heero's smile fell, Wufei right, they still had Setsuna to take care of.
Duo chuckled.
"Nani?" Heero asked.
"Nothing."
"Une ordered that we be back at least by 11:00 AM." Quatre reminded.
"Sweet, that gives us some shut eye."
"Not quite, if Setsuna wants to kill us, he'll find a way to escape." Trowa pointed out.
"Then why didn't he kill us when we first got here? Or at dinner when we were all off guard, or-"
"He said that he felt uncomfortable around the ghost, he's weird like that, Duo."
Relena stopped in our tracks, "What the hell are we talking about???" she asked.
"..." Duo paused his thoughts, "Hahahahahaha!"
Relena glared at Duo, "What?"
"Nothing."
"Gomen nasai, Relena-sama, we forgot to tell you." Quatre said.
"Forgot to tell me what?"
"That Setsuna is after all of our heads." Wufei replied.
"EXCEPT, Trowa." Duo interjected.
"So I'm not out of danger yet?"
The pilots shook their heads, in fact Relena was at the peak of danger. The Peacecraft girl didn't even know what Setsuna had intented to do to make all of them suffer. She sighed. Would this madness ever end???
Probably not.
"I say we have shifts watching over his room." Quatre suggested, "Since it's about what? 6:30-ish? We could pair up and have an hour shift."
"But that's only three hours." Duo pointed out.
"Right, the fourth hour, I assume everyone will be up preparing to leave."
Duo tightened his grip on Heero, "Quat, I'm ready to leave now. Screw my extra underwear."
"Okay, then you and Heero can take the first shift."
"Nani???" Duo's eye nearly bugged out.
"I think that's a GREAT idea, Winner."
"Hn."
"..."
"What about me? When Wufei takes his shift? You don't expect me to wait outside that man's door do you?" Relena shakily said trying to make her point.
"She's right Quat, I mean damn, Setsuna just scooped her off her feet and brought her here. Shit! I bet it would be twice as easy to kill 'er." Duo commented, "No offense or anything Ojou-san."
That, Quatre had not thought about. Relena rooming with Heero and Duo for an hour was out of the question, and there was no way that they were going to let Relena be a watch out. "You could stay in Trowa and my room for that hour if you'd like." he said, "We'll take the last shift."
"But then wouldn't that leave Wu-man alone for his shift?"
"I can take care of myself Maxwell."
"No, he's right, you should have a partner." Trowa agreed with Duo, "Setsuna is very dangerous, I'll take two shifts."
"Alright then." Duo confirmed as they reached the mansion's door, "Anyone up for breakfast?"
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"Maxwell, you should start your shift now. It's already 7:00." Wufei said as Duo stuffed his face with ice cream. Breakfast, and Duo chose the ice cream to eat. What the hell, everyone thought and joined the silly Shinigami. Not surprised when it was alittle melted from the power outage.
"Buut Wuuuuuuuuuuuu! I habn't finnniisssddd eaaatin' my ise ccwweaamm!"
Wufei cocked an eyebrow, "What's there to eat? It's already melted, drink it!"
"Where's the room?" Heero asked.
"Two doors down from the little girl's room." Trowa answered.
The Japanese youth gave The American's braid a good hard yank, "Come on, Baka."
"I'm goin', I'm goin', just let go of the braid! Okokokokok." Duo took one last bite of his cold liquidy treat and headed upstairs with Heero. "Hee-chan, feelin' better?"
Heero nodded, all the guilt he had felt was uplifted and deposited into the conscious trashcan[1]. They had reached two doors from the little girl's room. Everything was quiet.
"Should I...?" Duo wondered out loud.
"No."
"Just alittle?"
"No."
"Oh c'mon! We have to see if he's still there."
"No."
"I'm gonna look."
"No."
"Yes."
"Duo, NO."
"Well, how do we even know if he's still inside?"
"It's *really* quiet."
"Hn."
"Yes!" Duo picked the lock and opened the door, "Hel~lo?" he sang.
Manical laughter filled his ears as he peeked into the dark windowless room.
Duo quickly shut the door, "Yep, he's in there alright."
"I told you."
"No, you said, 'hn' which translates into 'fine, Baka'. Therefore you didn't tell me shit."
"Hn."
"That's what I thought." Duo slumped back against the wall next to the door and slid down to the floor, Heero followed sitting very close to the boy. He rested his head on Duo's shoulder as the braided boy pulled him into his lap.
"I want to go home." Heero said, "And do you know what I'm going to do when we go back?"
"Nani?"
"Take a loooooonngggg bath with you and lock us in the bedroom for a week!"
Duo chuckled, that was so unlike Heero to say especially on a mission, but then again, everything Heero did now a days was unpredictable. "Hai, this house is too weird. Even for me." Duo replied, he gathered the willing Heero into his arms. He heard the others file up the stairs and into their rooms. The braided boy only hoped that their hour would finish quickly.
And it did! Before they knew it, Wufei and Trowa were at the door telling them to go to their room.
Thank Gods.
Heero and Duo walked back to their room and plopped down on the bed together.
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Trowa opened to door and saw Setsuna sleeping. What could the bastard be planning? Trowa thought. He had learned along time ago that the gears in Setsuna's head never stop turning, he would always choose the most unexpected moment to strike, like a snake. Trowa shut the door.
"What's the story, Barton?" eyes closed and folded arms on the floor, Wufei asked.
"What do you mean Wufei?"
"What's your history with him?"
Trowa sighed, "I prefer not to talk about it now."
"Alright, but don't think this is the last time I will ask."
"I hadn't planned on it."
The two sat in silence. The whole house was quiet, not even Heero or Duo were doing anything. The only sound being picked up was the breathing of one another.
"Aren't you lonely?" Trowa asked turning to Wufei.
"What are you talking about?"
"Well, I mean, Heero and Duo have each other, and I have Quatre, but you...don't have anyone." Trowa pointed out, "Why don't you have a lover?"
"......I'm still mourning."
Trowa was puzzled, "Mourning over what?"
"My wife."
Emerald eyes cocked an eyebrow, "You have a wife?"
"HAD a wife, Merian, she's dead. Died in AC 194."
"Oh, I'm sorry...what was she like?"
"Spunky girl if you asked me," Wufei smiled inwardly remembering her attitude that he had to put up for a short while. "She was a good martial artist."
"Did you love her?" Trowa asked, he felt nosy this morning.
Wufei paused. No one had ever asked him that before. "I don't know, probably. Maybe...if I had gotten to know her better."
"I'm sure you would have made a nice couple."
"Hai...next year, I'll be opened though."
"Have anyone in mind?" Trowa asked out of curiousity.
"Not really, but that Sally seems interested."
Trowa chuckled, yeah, Sally was always on his case. They were amusing the way they treated each other. It was funny, Trowa was sure they would somehow end up together.
"Then again, Khusrenada and Zechs are pretty cute, too." Wufei said considerably.
"Honto ni? You think?"
"Well, I think I would prefer Sally over them..." Wufei looked down at his watch, "I think our shift is up, want me to get Quatre for you?"
"Sure." with that, Wufei headed for the Arabian's room.
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The blond and brunette hadn't done anything. It was forty into the new shift, but nothing had happened. Trowa was starting to doubt Setsuna's pride, he felt as if they had over-estimated him. Perhaps he was all talk, perhaps he was really psychotic, or maybe not. Maybe Setsuna was exactly what Trowa had feared, maybe he was just waiting for the right moment...
The house had faced the west side, therefore the halls were still darkened. Lighter than Heero and Duo's hour, but still dark.
"Kiss me."
Quatre looked up, "That was random." he said then complied to Trowa's sudden order. Trowa kissed back and caressed the blond's hair as the Arabian wrapped his arms around the taller boy's neck. Quatre bit Trowa's lower lips gently when his lover tried to pull away obviously telling him that he wanted more. Of course Trowa understood, and lured Quatre to the floor while ravishing the other's mouth.
They parted, "Well this is kinky, I think you've picked up a few things from Duo..." Quatre snicked.
"You could say that, Little One." Trowa replied suddenly lost in his emotions.
Quatre took Trowa's behavior to thought and grinned, "I think I like the spontaneous you."
Trowa chuckled.
ClinkClink
"What was that?" Quatre asked perking his head up.
"Probably Setsuna moving around."
ClinkClink
"I'm going to see what he's doing..." Quatre stood up and opened the door.
Trowa scrambled up after him, "No Quatre don't!"
"Ahh!"
Quatre was sucked into the room.
"Quatre!" Trowa pulled out his gun and kicked the door all the way opened.
Manical laughter.
Trowa adjusted to the darkness and realized that what was happening, Setsuna had Quatre pinned against his chest holding a knife to his throat...
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"Ahh!"
Duo opened his eyes, "Heero? Hee-chan get up."
"Nani?" Heero asked half-lidded.
"Did you hear that?" Duo asked sitting up.
"No."
"Quatre!"
"Yes."
Heero and Duo grabbed their guns and stealthly made it across the hall bumping into Wufei along the way.
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"Setsuna..." Trowa growled raising his gun, "Put him down..."
Setsuna inhaled Quatre's scent and hissed, "Fond of this one are we, little Nanashi?"
"..." Trowa glared, "Let him go." he could hardly see his koi and Setsuna in the lighting, it was so dark in the room. However, he did see the glint of a sharp pointed weapon. His glare deepened.
"No." Setsuna tightened the flat edge of the knife against Quatre's throat. He wanted to kill this Gundam pilot first, the sweet innocent boy from L4. He wanted him dead, he was the one who seduced Nanashi. This platinum blond haired boy stood in his way to Nanashi. He had heard them outside the door and instantly grew jealous to the point where he had broken the handcuffs. He had wasted too much time, he had fallen asleep, it was time to get things over with starting with the easiest one...
Trowa lifted his weapon to gun point Setsuna, if he was going to get Quatre involved, Trowa Barton would kill him without a second thought.
Quatre felt the cool metal press into his skin, it was the flat side. The man's hands around him sent shivers thoughout his body. They were so cold. Why was he so cold? The smaller boy wanted to cry for Trowa, he wanted to get away from Setsuna. Setsuna smelled like...
...blood.
"Let him go Setsuna."
"Nanashi...my sweet Nanashi, why didn't you join me that night?" Setsuna asked tightening his grip on his hostage, "Why did you have to turn me down?"
Trowa's eyebrows knitted together in fury. Not this again. Setsuna was going to pull another one of his mind games on him, like the one from years ago.
"I know you don't hate me, if you did, I would be dead by now." Setsuna said and with the twist of his skillful wrist, he make a long shallow cut on the side of Quatre's neck.
Quatre gasped. It stung, he felt his blood trickle down his neck. Suddenly something wet probbed along thin cut. A tongue.
Setsuna was licking his blood away.
"Mmm, this one is sweet...must have a big heart..." he chuckled beginning to suckle on the wound. "Taste like type O...it's good, I like it..." he lapped the blood up again leaving a trail of saliva dripping from Quatre's slender neck. Setsuna turned back to Trowa, "Don't tell me that you have replaced me with him Nanashi..."
"No. Let go of him." Trowa said cooly, even if under his collected mask he was confused. All he could feel was hate for Setsuna while he watched him flicker his tongue on his lover's neck. Bastard. He wanted to shoot him dead, but he knew the marron eyed maniac was quick, and he knew that Setuna would not have any trouble killing his Quatre.
"I told you, I am going to kill each and everyone of the Gundam Pilots. And I'll start with this one..." Setsuna slowly said turning the knife on the sharp cutting edge. "So innocent...such a shame..."
"What do you want from me Setsuna?"
"...You, of course."
Trowa's eyes narrowed.
Quatre was having a harder time breathing, fearful that one wrong move would have him dead. All at once, he felt the pointed blade on his thin shoulder and a wet tongue lapping at that too. "Hmm..." Setsuna sank his teeth into the soft flesh, the blond gasped and hissed, "Oh yes, Nanashi, I will enjoy this one..." he chuckled and traced the teeth marks with his thin, wet, long tongue, "I will enjoy this one very much..."
Troaw remained silent. He had no doubt that Setsuna would kill his lover if he said something or moved without say so.
"Nanashi, I'll give you a choice, I can kill him now, fast and quick so his warm sweet juicy veins won't go bad and drink it together, or...I can make it slow and painful..." Setsuna pressed the sharp edge against Quatre's tender skin, "Which will it be, Nanashi?"
BANG!
"K'so!" Setsuna hissed releasing Quatre, who had passed out from the shock just then, as his hand was shot. The knife fell to the ground into a small pool of Setsuna's own dark crimson. Just a flesh wound, he could go on.
"Neither. Quat stays with us...Nice shot, koi." Duo congradulated. Unconscious, Quatre lay on the floor totally unaware what was happening. "Hn." Heero grunted.
Trowa turned around and met with amethyst, cobalt, and onyx, "Duo? Heero? Wufei?"
"Duh, who else would come and save the day?"
"Barton, I thought I told you not to let your emotions interfere with your mission..." Heero said in his infamous monotone.
Setsuna growled, "Kisama..." he picked up his knife and lunged at Heero.
The Perfect Soldier dodged, but not fast enough, the blade grazed his right shoulder. Scarlet liquid dripped to the ground. The attack caused Heero to lose grip of his gun, spawled on the floor far from his reach. Damn, he's fast, faster than anyone he had seen, save Duo and himself. This was going to be a challenge, Setsuna was quick, devious, and strong. They would definitely watch themselves now.
The offender raised his hands to his lips fresh with the Perfect Soldier's cerise blood. He lapped it up with his tongue. He grinned, "This one is tangy......" he sucked the vermilion completely off his digits. He swiped the remnants of blood from the knife and inhaled it, "mmm...my favorite..."
"Heero!" Duo cried. He was disgusted. He held the gun at Setsuna's forehead, who had the knife at Heero's neck.
"Put the gun down, or I'll slit your koibito's neck." Setsuna ordered slowly bending down to Heero's injured shoulder. He couldn't resist the temptation, he had to have more of that delicious essence. He suckled on the Japanese boy's shoulder before turning his attention back to the gunpointer. He licked the scarlet off his lips completely, "Don't think I won't, his blood is my favorite..."
"Don't do it, Duo." he said and hissed as Setsuna's tongue probbed his wound. The stranger had straddled him down, Heero knew Duo would be deadly, as he looked up, he could see flames in those violet eyes.
Glaring deeply, Duo ignored his lover's words, he set the gun down on the ground.
"Duo! Bakayaro!" Heero couldn't believe that he just lay his weapon down just like that.
Trowa came back into picture, but it wasn't long until his feelings would criss-cross each other agian and be frozen by them left utterly confused. "Setsuna, leave them alone, you wanted me. Not them."
Setsuna grunted, "No, I want to kill them. Then have you for myself."
Trowa took a step closer, "Why Setsuna?"
Heero felt the blade slack at Trowa's approach, quickly giving Setsuna a low kick to knock him off of his feet, Heero grabbed Duo's gun.
click
"Omae o korosu..."
Setsuna was kneeling with a gun to his head, "I'm not dying on your behalf..."
The Perfect Soldier tightened his finger on the trigger.
"Heero, wait." Trowa said.
"Nani?" everyone asked surprised, what was wrong with Trowa? That was a good question. The uni-banged boy wasn't even quite sure what he was doing himself, so many memories and feelings were overwhelming his consciousness.
"I said 'wait'."
Heero scowled at Trowa, he was allowing his emotions interfere with his mission again. The emerald eyed boy wasn't in the right mind, "Barton..."
Setsuna smirked and took his chance, he returned the trip. Popping his neck, Heero landed with a loud 'thud' hitting his head in the process, suffering a minor blackout. Heero moaned pathetically. Damn, should have shot him when he had the chance. They all knew he was going to have a concussion. Setsuna raised his knife to stab his gut, but was harshly tackled and punched in the face.
"I'll make you pay for that shoulder..." Shinigami snarled giving Setsuna another blow, this time in the gut. He had straddled the older man down. Glaring as he punched the man over and over, "You tasted his blood, something only Shinigami is allowed to do......" he said in a low voice and continued to beat the shit out of him, "How dare you touch Shinigami's angel..." he growled, it was a deadly growl, the one he only used for killing...
Meanwhile, Wufei pulled Heero out of the way, "Yuy, you and Maxwell are both idiots..." he said.
Trowa could hardly breathe, the only thing his body allowed him to do was watch, even if his mind was screaming for him to do something. It was only seconds until he would explode. He looked at the blond, unconscious on the floor, "Quatre..."
Setsuna glared and threw Duo off of him, maroon eyes lunged at the boy. Duo recieve a punch in the stomach, he felt like he was going to lose his ice cream.
Setsuna found his blade and-
"Setsuna, yamero!" Trowa shouted.
BANG!
Setsuna dropped his weapon. His arm was bleeding, his Nanashi shot him, shot him in the same hand that had cut his little lover, "You got guts, Nanashi." he chuckled, Duo picked up the blade and cut the man's right shoulder. "Nani???" he hissed.
Shinigami grinned wickedly.
"Payback for the Perfect Soldier."
Setsuna attacked Duo forcing them both to the ground. He was about to land a punch on the braided boy's pretty face, but was cut short as Duo kicked him with his long legs on each cheek and in the chin sending the man off of him. Setsuna quickly recovered. Nonono! That attack ALWAYS knocked the opponent out!
Wufei was fed up. He was sick of seeing his comrades get the shit beaten out of them. He walked over to Setsuna and slapped his already reddened face.
"Wu, what are you doing???" Duo asked.
"Shut up and go tend to Heero."
Setsuna glared at Wufei, "You wanna fight too?"
"No, I want you to shut up," Wufei said, "What are you accomplishing?"
"With the death of the Gundam Pilots, nothing will stop me from conquering the world..."
"You want to rule the world, do you?"
Setsuna smirked, this kid would be no problem, "Correction, I want to send it into an oblivion..."
"Then do it like a man! Don't take advantages you weakling! Your actions and solutions are unjustified...You are a true coward Setsuna!"
That got to the man's head, "I'm not a coward..." he hit Wufei.
"Kisama..." Wufei wiped the blood from the corner of his lips. "Let's go then."
The fight was on. No weapons, just hand to hand combat, Wufei's favorite.
Ten minutes later, boy men had blows and kick everywhere. But neither had fallen.
"Give up 05."
"After you."
"Stop it!" Trowa said, he had had enough of this. How could he have let this go on touching the other pilots who didn't have anything to do with the man. He approached Setsuna and grabbed him by his shirt, "You didn't answer me! Why Setsuna? Why?" Trowa slapped Setsuna. The man staggered backwards.
Setsuna's face hurt, his body hurt, but his heart out pained them all.
"Nanashi..."
"Answer me, Setsuna."
Setsuna's battle aura fumed, "Don't you understand? I love you Nanashi!"
Everyone's heart skipped a beat.
"...love?" Trowa repeated.
Setsuna cupped one of Trowa's cheeks, "My innocent Nanashi, yes. I live for you. I've kept a close eye on you. I've thought of you ever since I met you..."
Trowa couldn't believe his ears. He didn't want to be loved by Setsuna, he had Quatre.
"I remember the first thing you said to me..."
/I don't have a name.../
"Nanashi, you and I...we're the same."
Same? Trowa and Setsuna were the same?
No! There was nothing similar about them!
NOTHING!
It was painful to think. He was torn between the friendship and hatred, botherhood and nemesis. Which is right and which is not?
Trowa glared and gun pointed Setsuna, "You hurt Quatre."
"Nanashi...forget about him, and come with me. Just like old times. Remember all the good times we had? Remember the things we did together? We can do them all over again..."
It was happening again. History was repeating itself. Trowa remembered the night they had fought.
/Join me Nanashi.../
"We can rewrite the past."
Rewrite the past, something he had wanted to do for a very long time. Erase the memories, avoid the suffering...
He looked at their current positions.
Trowa gunpointing Setsuna; just like all of those many years ago.
This time though, Trowa wouldn't make the same mistake.
/What does your heart tell you?/
"Quatre..." Trowa whispered to himself. His beloved Quatre, he would never betray him.
Never...
Emerald eyes make up his mind.
"Nanashi...we can be together again..."
"I'm not Nanashi. Boku wa keshite wasurenai...Ore wa Trowa Barton..."
He pulled the trigger.
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TBC?
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Ahem...anou...yeah. I don't know about you guys readding this, but personally, I liked this chapter *shrugs* I think the fight did it. I hope you enjoyed it too though...Almost finished!!!
[1] Conscious Trashcan- I have no idea, it just sounded right. I guess it's when you dispose of a feeling or something??? Someone clue me in.
"Boku wa keshite wasurenai...Ore wa Trowa Barton..." I think that translates to somethin' like, "I will never forget...I am Trowa Barton..."
One last thing! Oh Candy, when you said that you said that I should do a romance/humor thing, what did you have in mind by the way? I'd like to know. ^_^
Archived: Yume Maxwell-Yuy (www.geocities.com/maxwell_yuy2002/)
Warning: OOC, Weirdish, Yaoi 2x1, 3x4 (more of it in here, mostly about Tro-chan), meant be slightly humorous, language, and that's about it.
Note: I thought that the last chapter was *really* long. Hm, this one's not as long. Arigato to all of the reviewers, I like knowing what people think, but then again, doesn't everyone? Change of tone here, but nothing to cry over. Disturbed Setsuna. -_-; As if he's ever normal...
***Violence Ahead*** because I love things Jet Li style!
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Haunted
Part 16
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A new day had begun.
Hand in hand with Duo, Heero walked back to the house smiling, knowing that he and his comrades had done something good, instead of destroy. Heero cupped Duo's face in both of his hands and gazed into beautiful violet eyes that he had fallen in love with.
"Hee-chan?"
Heero suddenly pulled Duo into a passionate kiss that reeked 'HOTHOTHOT!'.
"Wohoo!" Duo cheered once he parted. He didn't need a damn cup of coffee to start his day. "Screw Expresso!"
"I see someone's feeling better." Trowa commented referring to Heero's mood swing.
"I agree, that was VERY unexpected." Quatre giggled, "I'm just glad that you're happy, Heero."
"What's the plan for today?" Wufei asked, "It's great that you're feeling all tingly inside, but Setsuna guy is still here."
Heero's smile fell, Wufei right, they still had Setsuna to take care of.
Duo chuckled.
"Nani?" Heero asked.
"Nothing."
"Une ordered that we be back at least by 11:00 AM." Quatre reminded.
"Sweet, that gives us some shut eye."
"Not quite, if Setsuna wants to kill us, he'll find a way to escape." Trowa pointed out.
"Then why didn't he kill us when we first got here? Or at dinner when we were all off guard, or-"
"He said that he felt uncomfortable around the ghost, he's weird like that, Duo."
Relena stopped in our tracks, "What the hell are we talking about???" she asked.
"..." Duo paused his thoughts, "Hahahahahaha!"
Relena glared at Duo, "What?"
"Nothing."
"Gomen nasai, Relena-sama, we forgot to tell you." Quatre said.
"Forgot to tell me what?"
"That Setsuna is after all of our heads." Wufei replied.
"EXCEPT, Trowa." Duo interjected.
"So I'm not out of danger yet?"
The pilots shook their heads, in fact Relena was at the peak of danger. The Peacecraft girl didn't even know what Setsuna had intented to do to make all of them suffer. She sighed. Would this madness ever end???
Probably not.
"I say we have shifts watching over his room." Quatre suggested, "Since it's about what? 6:30-ish? We could pair up and have an hour shift."
"But that's only three hours." Duo pointed out.
"Right, the fourth hour, I assume everyone will be up preparing to leave."
Duo tightened his grip on Heero, "Quat, I'm ready to leave now. Screw my extra underwear."
"Okay, then you and Heero can take the first shift."
"Nani???" Duo's eye nearly bugged out.
"I think that's a GREAT idea, Winner."
"Hn."
"..."
"What about me? When Wufei takes his shift? You don't expect me to wait outside that man's door do you?" Relena shakily said trying to make her point.
"She's right Quat, I mean damn, Setsuna just scooped her off her feet and brought her here. Shit! I bet it would be twice as easy to kill 'er." Duo commented, "No offense or anything Ojou-san."
That, Quatre had not thought about. Relena rooming with Heero and Duo for an hour was out of the question, and there was no way that they were going to let Relena be a watch out. "You could stay in Trowa and my room for that hour if you'd like." he said, "We'll take the last shift."
"But then wouldn't that leave Wu-man alone for his shift?"
"I can take care of myself Maxwell."
"No, he's right, you should have a partner." Trowa agreed with Duo, "Setsuna is very dangerous, I'll take two shifts."
"Alright then." Duo confirmed as they reached the mansion's door, "Anyone up for breakfast?"
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"Maxwell, you should start your shift now. It's already 7:00." Wufei said as Duo stuffed his face with ice cream. Breakfast, and Duo chose the ice cream to eat. What the hell, everyone thought and joined the silly Shinigami. Not surprised when it was alittle melted from the power outage.
"Buut Wuuuuuuuuuuuu! I habn't finnniisssddd eaaatin' my ise ccwweaamm!"
Wufei cocked an eyebrow, "What's there to eat? It's already melted, drink it!"
"Where's the room?" Heero asked.
"Two doors down from the little girl's room." Trowa answered.
The Japanese youth gave The American's braid a good hard yank, "Come on, Baka."
"I'm goin', I'm goin', just let go of the braid! Okokokokok." Duo took one last bite of his cold liquidy treat and headed upstairs with Heero. "Hee-chan, feelin' better?"
Heero nodded, all the guilt he had felt was uplifted and deposited into the conscious trashcan[1]. They had reached two doors from the little girl's room. Everything was quiet.
"Should I...?" Duo wondered out loud.
"No."
"Just alittle?"
"No."
"Oh c'mon! We have to see if he's still there."
"No."
"I'm gonna look."
"No."
"Yes."
"Duo, NO."
"Well, how do we even know if he's still inside?"
"It's *really* quiet."
"Hn."
"Yes!" Duo picked the lock and opened the door, "Hel~lo?" he sang.
Manical laughter filled his ears as he peeked into the dark windowless room.
Duo quickly shut the door, "Yep, he's in there alright."
"I told you."
"No, you said, 'hn' which translates into 'fine, Baka'. Therefore you didn't tell me shit."
"Hn."
"That's what I thought." Duo slumped back against the wall next to the door and slid down to the floor, Heero followed sitting very close to the boy. He rested his head on Duo's shoulder as the braided boy pulled him into his lap.
"I want to go home." Heero said, "And do you know what I'm going to do when we go back?"
"Nani?"
"Take a loooooonngggg bath with you and lock us in the bedroom for a week!"
Duo chuckled, that was so unlike Heero to say especially on a mission, but then again, everything Heero did now a days was unpredictable. "Hai, this house is too weird. Even for me." Duo replied, he gathered the willing Heero into his arms. He heard the others file up the stairs and into their rooms. The braided boy only hoped that their hour would finish quickly.
And it did! Before they knew it, Wufei and Trowa were at the door telling them to go to their room.
Thank Gods.
Heero and Duo walked back to their room and plopped down on the bed together.
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Trowa opened to door and saw Setsuna sleeping. What could the bastard be planning? Trowa thought. He had learned along time ago that the gears in Setsuna's head never stop turning, he would always choose the most unexpected moment to strike, like a snake. Trowa shut the door.
"What's the story, Barton?" eyes closed and folded arms on the floor, Wufei asked.
"What do you mean Wufei?"
"What's your history with him?"
Trowa sighed, "I prefer not to talk about it now."
"Alright, but don't think this is the last time I will ask."
"I hadn't planned on it."
The two sat in silence. The whole house was quiet, not even Heero or Duo were doing anything. The only sound being picked up was the breathing of one another.
"Aren't you lonely?" Trowa asked turning to Wufei.
"What are you talking about?"
"Well, I mean, Heero and Duo have each other, and I have Quatre, but you...don't have anyone." Trowa pointed out, "Why don't you have a lover?"
"......I'm still mourning."
Trowa was puzzled, "Mourning over what?"
"My wife."
Emerald eyes cocked an eyebrow, "You have a wife?"
"HAD a wife, Merian, she's dead. Died in AC 194."
"Oh, I'm sorry...what was she like?"
"Spunky girl if you asked me," Wufei smiled inwardly remembering her attitude that he had to put up for a short while. "She was a good martial artist."
"Did you love her?" Trowa asked, he felt nosy this morning.
Wufei paused. No one had ever asked him that before. "I don't know, probably. Maybe...if I had gotten to know her better."
"I'm sure you would have made a nice couple."
"Hai...next year, I'll be opened though."
"Have anyone in mind?" Trowa asked out of curiousity.
"Not really, but that Sally seems interested."
Trowa chuckled, yeah, Sally was always on his case. They were amusing the way they treated each other. It was funny, Trowa was sure they would somehow end up together.
"Then again, Khusrenada and Zechs are pretty cute, too." Wufei said considerably.
"Honto ni? You think?"
"Well, I think I would prefer Sally over them..." Wufei looked down at his watch, "I think our shift is up, want me to get Quatre for you?"
"Sure." with that, Wufei headed for the Arabian's room.
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The blond and brunette hadn't done anything. It was forty into the new shift, but nothing had happened. Trowa was starting to doubt Setsuna's pride, he felt as if they had over-estimated him. Perhaps he was all talk, perhaps he was really psychotic, or maybe not. Maybe Setsuna was exactly what Trowa had feared, maybe he was just waiting for the right moment...
The house had faced the west side, therefore the halls were still darkened. Lighter than Heero and Duo's hour, but still dark.
"Kiss me."
Quatre looked up, "That was random." he said then complied to Trowa's sudden order. Trowa kissed back and caressed the blond's hair as the Arabian wrapped his arms around the taller boy's neck. Quatre bit Trowa's lower lips gently when his lover tried to pull away obviously telling him that he wanted more. Of course Trowa understood, and lured Quatre to the floor while ravishing the other's mouth.
They parted, "Well this is kinky, I think you've picked up a few things from Duo..." Quatre snicked.
"You could say that, Little One." Trowa replied suddenly lost in his emotions.
Quatre took Trowa's behavior to thought and grinned, "I think I like the spontaneous you."
Trowa chuckled.
ClinkClink
"What was that?" Quatre asked perking his head up.
"Probably Setsuna moving around."
ClinkClink
"I'm going to see what he's doing..." Quatre stood up and opened the door.
Trowa scrambled up after him, "No Quatre don't!"
"Ahh!"
Quatre was sucked into the room.
"Quatre!" Trowa pulled out his gun and kicked the door all the way opened.
Manical laughter.
Trowa adjusted to the darkness and realized that what was happening, Setsuna had Quatre pinned against his chest holding a knife to his throat...
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"Ahh!"
Duo opened his eyes, "Heero? Hee-chan get up."
"Nani?" Heero asked half-lidded.
"Did you hear that?" Duo asked sitting up.
"No."
"Quatre!"
"Yes."
Heero and Duo grabbed their guns and stealthly made it across the hall bumping into Wufei along the way.
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"Setsuna..." Trowa growled raising his gun, "Put him down..."
Setsuna inhaled Quatre's scent and hissed, "Fond of this one are we, little Nanashi?"
"..." Trowa glared, "Let him go." he could hardly see his koi and Setsuna in the lighting, it was so dark in the room. However, he did see the glint of a sharp pointed weapon. His glare deepened.
"No." Setsuna tightened the flat edge of the knife against Quatre's throat. He wanted to kill this Gundam pilot first, the sweet innocent boy from L4. He wanted him dead, he was the one who seduced Nanashi. This platinum blond haired boy stood in his way to Nanashi. He had heard them outside the door and instantly grew jealous to the point where he had broken the handcuffs. He had wasted too much time, he had fallen asleep, it was time to get things over with starting with the easiest one...
Trowa lifted his weapon to gun point Setsuna, if he was going to get Quatre involved, Trowa Barton would kill him without a second thought.
Quatre felt the cool metal press into his skin, it was the flat side. The man's hands around him sent shivers thoughout his body. They were so cold. Why was he so cold? The smaller boy wanted to cry for Trowa, he wanted to get away from Setsuna. Setsuna smelled like...
...blood.
"Let him go Setsuna."
"Nanashi...my sweet Nanashi, why didn't you join me that night?" Setsuna asked tightening his grip on his hostage, "Why did you have to turn me down?"
Trowa's eyebrows knitted together in fury. Not this again. Setsuna was going to pull another one of his mind games on him, like the one from years ago.
"I know you don't hate me, if you did, I would be dead by now." Setsuna said and with the twist of his skillful wrist, he make a long shallow cut on the side of Quatre's neck.
Quatre gasped. It stung, he felt his blood trickle down his neck. Suddenly something wet probbed along thin cut. A tongue.
Setsuna was licking his blood away.
"Mmm, this one is sweet...must have a big heart..." he chuckled beginning to suckle on the wound. "Taste like type O...it's good, I like it..." he lapped the blood up again leaving a trail of saliva dripping from Quatre's slender neck. Setsuna turned back to Trowa, "Don't tell me that you have replaced me with him Nanashi..."
"No. Let go of him." Trowa said cooly, even if under his collected mask he was confused. All he could feel was hate for Setsuna while he watched him flicker his tongue on his lover's neck. Bastard. He wanted to shoot him dead, but he knew the marron eyed maniac was quick, and he knew that Setuna would not have any trouble killing his Quatre.
"I told you, I am going to kill each and everyone of the Gundam Pilots. And I'll start with this one..." Setsuna slowly said turning the knife on the sharp cutting edge. "So innocent...such a shame..."
"What do you want from me Setsuna?"
"...You, of course."
Trowa's eyes narrowed.
Quatre was having a harder time breathing, fearful that one wrong move would have him dead. All at once, he felt the pointed blade on his thin shoulder and a wet tongue lapping at that too. "Hmm..." Setsuna sank his teeth into the soft flesh, the blond gasped and hissed, "Oh yes, Nanashi, I will enjoy this one..." he chuckled and traced the teeth marks with his thin, wet, long tongue, "I will enjoy this one very much..."
Troaw remained silent. He had no doubt that Setsuna would kill his lover if he said something or moved without say so.
"Nanashi, I'll give you a choice, I can kill him now, fast and quick so his warm sweet juicy veins won't go bad and drink it together, or...I can make it slow and painful..." Setsuna pressed the sharp edge against Quatre's tender skin, "Which will it be, Nanashi?"
BANG!
"K'so!" Setsuna hissed releasing Quatre, who had passed out from the shock just then, as his hand was shot. The knife fell to the ground into a small pool of Setsuna's own dark crimson. Just a flesh wound, he could go on.
"Neither. Quat stays with us...Nice shot, koi." Duo congradulated. Unconscious, Quatre lay on the floor totally unaware what was happening. "Hn." Heero grunted.
Trowa turned around and met with amethyst, cobalt, and onyx, "Duo? Heero? Wufei?"
"Duh, who else would come and save the day?"
"Barton, I thought I told you not to let your emotions interfere with your mission..." Heero said in his infamous monotone.
Setsuna growled, "Kisama..." he picked up his knife and lunged at Heero.
The Perfect Soldier dodged, but not fast enough, the blade grazed his right shoulder. Scarlet liquid dripped to the ground. The attack caused Heero to lose grip of his gun, spawled on the floor far from his reach. Damn, he's fast, faster than anyone he had seen, save Duo and himself. This was going to be a challenge, Setsuna was quick, devious, and strong. They would definitely watch themselves now.
The offender raised his hands to his lips fresh with the Perfect Soldier's cerise blood. He lapped it up with his tongue. He grinned, "This one is tangy......" he sucked the vermilion completely off his digits. He swiped the remnants of blood from the knife and inhaled it, "mmm...my favorite..."
"Heero!" Duo cried. He was disgusted. He held the gun at Setsuna's forehead, who had the knife at Heero's neck.
"Put the gun down, or I'll slit your koibito's neck." Setsuna ordered slowly bending down to Heero's injured shoulder. He couldn't resist the temptation, he had to have more of that delicious essence. He suckled on the Japanese boy's shoulder before turning his attention back to the gunpointer. He licked the scarlet off his lips completely, "Don't think I won't, his blood is my favorite..."
"Don't do it, Duo." he said and hissed as Setsuna's tongue probbed his wound. The stranger had straddled him down, Heero knew Duo would be deadly, as he looked up, he could see flames in those violet eyes.
Glaring deeply, Duo ignored his lover's words, he set the gun down on the ground.
"Duo! Bakayaro!" Heero couldn't believe that he just lay his weapon down just like that.
Trowa came back into picture, but it wasn't long until his feelings would criss-cross each other agian and be frozen by them left utterly confused. "Setsuna, leave them alone, you wanted me. Not them."
Setsuna grunted, "No, I want to kill them. Then have you for myself."
Trowa took a step closer, "Why Setsuna?"
Heero felt the blade slack at Trowa's approach, quickly giving Setsuna a low kick to knock him off of his feet, Heero grabbed Duo's gun.
click
"Omae o korosu..."
Setsuna was kneeling with a gun to his head, "I'm not dying on your behalf..."
The Perfect Soldier tightened his finger on the trigger.
"Heero, wait." Trowa said.
"Nani?" everyone asked surprised, what was wrong with Trowa? That was a good question. The uni-banged boy wasn't even quite sure what he was doing himself, so many memories and feelings were overwhelming his consciousness.
"I said 'wait'."
Heero scowled at Trowa, he was allowing his emotions interfere with his mission again. The emerald eyed boy wasn't in the right mind, "Barton..."
Setsuna smirked and took his chance, he returned the trip. Popping his neck, Heero landed with a loud 'thud' hitting his head in the process, suffering a minor blackout. Heero moaned pathetically. Damn, should have shot him when he had the chance. They all knew he was going to have a concussion. Setsuna raised his knife to stab his gut, but was harshly tackled and punched in the face.
"I'll make you pay for that shoulder..." Shinigami snarled giving Setsuna another blow, this time in the gut. He had straddled the older man down. Glaring as he punched the man over and over, "You tasted his blood, something only Shinigami is allowed to do......" he said in a low voice and continued to beat the shit out of him, "How dare you touch Shinigami's angel..." he growled, it was a deadly growl, the one he only used for killing...
Meanwhile, Wufei pulled Heero out of the way, "Yuy, you and Maxwell are both idiots..." he said.
Trowa could hardly breathe, the only thing his body allowed him to do was watch, even if his mind was screaming for him to do something. It was only seconds until he would explode. He looked at the blond, unconscious on the floor, "Quatre..."
Setsuna glared and threw Duo off of him, maroon eyes lunged at the boy. Duo recieve a punch in the stomach, he felt like he was going to lose his ice cream.
Setsuna found his blade and-
"Setsuna, yamero!" Trowa shouted.
BANG!
Setsuna dropped his weapon. His arm was bleeding, his Nanashi shot him, shot him in the same hand that had cut his little lover, "You got guts, Nanashi." he chuckled, Duo picked up the blade and cut the man's right shoulder. "Nani???" he hissed.
Shinigami grinned wickedly.
"Payback for the Perfect Soldier."
Setsuna attacked Duo forcing them both to the ground. He was about to land a punch on the braided boy's pretty face, but was cut short as Duo kicked him with his long legs on each cheek and in the chin sending the man off of him. Setsuna quickly recovered. Nonono! That attack ALWAYS knocked the opponent out!
Wufei was fed up. He was sick of seeing his comrades get the shit beaten out of them. He walked over to Setsuna and slapped his already reddened face.
"Wu, what are you doing???" Duo asked.
"Shut up and go tend to Heero."
Setsuna glared at Wufei, "You wanna fight too?"
"No, I want you to shut up," Wufei said, "What are you accomplishing?"
"With the death of the Gundam Pilots, nothing will stop me from conquering the world..."
"You want to rule the world, do you?"
Setsuna smirked, this kid would be no problem, "Correction, I want to send it into an oblivion..."
"Then do it like a man! Don't take advantages you weakling! Your actions and solutions are unjustified...You are a true coward Setsuna!"
That got to the man's head, "I'm not a coward..." he hit Wufei.
"Kisama..." Wufei wiped the blood from the corner of his lips. "Let's go then."
The fight was on. No weapons, just hand to hand combat, Wufei's favorite.
Ten minutes later, boy men had blows and kick everywhere. But neither had fallen.
"Give up 05."
"After you."
"Stop it!" Trowa said, he had had enough of this. How could he have let this go on touching the other pilots who didn't have anything to do with the man. He approached Setsuna and grabbed him by his shirt, "You didn't answer me! Why Setsuna? Why?" Trowa slapped Setsuna. The man staggered backwards.
Setsuna's face hurt, his body hurt, but his heart out pained them all.
"Nanashi..."
"Answer me, Setsuna."
Setsuna's battle aura fumed, "Don't you understand? I love you Nanashi!"
Everyone's heart skipped a beat.
"...love?" Trowa repeated.
Setsuna cupped one of Trowa's cheeks, "My innocent Nanashi, yes. I live for you. I've kept a close eye on you. I've thought of you ever since I met you..."
Trowa couldn't believe his ears. He didn't want to be loved by Setsuna, he had Quatre.
"I remember the first thing you said to me..."
/I don't have a name.../
"Nanashi, you and I...we're the same."
Same? Trowa and Setsuna were the same?
No! There was nothing similar about them!
NOTHING!
It was painful to think. He was torn between the friendship and hatred, botherhood and nemesis. Which is right and which is not?
Trowa glared and gun pointed Setsuna, "You hurt Quatre."
"Nanashi...forget about him, and come with me. Just like old times. Remember all the good times we had? Remember the things we did together? We can do them all over again..."
It was happening again. History was repeating itself. Trowa remembered the night they had fought.
/Join me Nanashi.../
"We can rewrite the past."
Rewrite the past, something he had wanted to do for a very long time. Erase the memories, avoid the suffering...
He looked at their current positions.
Trowa gunpointing Setsuna; just like all of those many years ago.
This time though, Trowa wouldn't make the same mistake.
/What does your heart tell you?/
"Quatre..." Trowa whispered to himself. His beloved Quatre, he would never betray him.
Never...
Emerald eyes make up his mind.
"Nanashi...we can be together again..."
"I'm not Nanashi. Boku wa keshite wasurenai...Ore wa Trowa Barton..."
He pulled the trigger.
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TBC?
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Ahem...anou...yeah. I don't know about you guys readding this, but personally, I liked this chapter *shrugs* I think the fight did it. I hope you enjoyed it too though...Almost finished!!!
[1] Conscious Trashcan- I have no idea, it just sounded right. I guess it's when you dispose of a feeling or something??? Someone clue me in.
"Boku wa keshite wasurenai...Ore wa Trowa Barton..." I think that translates to somethin' like, "I will never forget...I am Trowa Barton..."
One last thing! Oh Candy, when you said that you said that I should do a romance/humor thing, what did you have in mind by the way? I'd like to know. ^_^