Twin Horizons-Reality Ever After II A Gundam Wing Fanfic: Duo and Wufei continuing story By Carol Edwards aka Eternal Spark Email: dreamerisle@hotmail.com Residing at Dreamer's Isle: www.geocities.com/dreamersisle/

Warning: The following story contains yaoi (male/male relationship), angst, sap, and rated NC17 for sexual content, language and violence. You have been advised.

Special Warning: This chapter containing snippets of the triplets past and wonders of a little ole thing called a CD!! Enjoy

Disclaimer: Sob!! The GW Bish are not mine!!! It hurts to even think about it!! But Dashea, Darien, Xi-Shin or any characters not originally created by Amanda Marque do! YAY!! Now I feel better!! This chapter is dedicated to Dina-chan! Hey! We may not talk all the time, but the twins absolutely adore you!! *Dashea and Darien waving their X-mas present for ya* I also wanna dedicate this chapter to Amanda-sama...who is still trying to guess my secrets (=P Koo!) and to Novea for inspiring this chapter!!

Chapter Five

In the darkness...a lone heartbeat beat to its own drum....

Babump...

"You're such a good boy, Darien!" as silver eyes twinkled, staring downward on her oldest child.her only son. "My little kitten!"

Babump...

"Dashea...Darien...your sandwiches are ready!"

Babump...

"Mommy, are you okay?" Chestnut brows frowning in worry, wiping wispy bangs away from small light-amethyst eyes.

The woman smiled down on her son, wiping the sweat from her brow. "I'm fine...I'm just a little sleepy, Little one. Don't worry about me so much. Let's continue with your lessons..."

Babump...

"Why were you stealing, Darien! You don't have to steal to feed us! We're okay...just the three of us..."

Babump...

"My little love...just like your father..."

BABUMP!!! BABUMP!!!! BABUMP!!!

Dlan continually stared at Xi-Shin, questioning every word uttered from his mouth. Lies! They were all lies! Not too long ago, he and a trusted group of record keepers had personally gone over all the books and financial statements involving the orphanage, making sure everything was running smoothly. Though they were barely in the black...they were still in the black. The exotic man before him, with the distinct aura of a cat, was trying to intimidate him or rather the employer that he represented was and didn't have the balls to face him.

Strange thoughts rumbled through his head. Why?! Why this place? There were other areas better suited for any venture this Codrington person would want...so why here? Dlan had to think a moment. This was not the first attempt against the orphanage. Similar threats lingered over the structure, surfacing as the so-called Godsent curse where dead bodies were slowly surfacing from beneath the sanctuary. Good thing people assumed the incident as a hoax. Loud thumping interrupted his thoughts as both his eyes and that of Mr. Chang stared at the door to his office.

Rising and pushing his chair away from his mahogany desk, he proceeded towards the door. The old knob turned slowly, feeling like it needed some oil and as he pulled it opened in his direct, a gentle pressure fell into the room as it released. Dlan's eyes gasped at the chestnut fire dropping into his office like a sack of potatoes.directly at his feet. "DARIEN?!?!?"

Dashea, who was so preoccupied killing space invaders on the computer, heard the strange crack in Dlan's voice and then noticed her brother's dead weight fall to the floor. She bolted right off of Elizabeth's lap directly towards him! "DARIEN!! TWIN?!?!?"

"What the hell is wrong with him!!" The visitor questioned as he stared at the scene.

Dlan, who was already kneeling, turned the unmoving boy over, shaking him lightly, trying to get some type of response from him...anything! The body remained rigid...unmoving...and then he saw the soulless eyes! When the hell did his eyes go black?!? He was just laughing with the hyper two just a few minutes ago!!! His mind reeling, trying to remember a similar incident from the past but coming up with nothing! This had never happened before, not even in any of their sessions!!

Violet eyes watched, terrified of the sight before her. Dashea knew...she knew what was wrong with him. It was happening again...that dreaded monster that drove her brother inside himself...deep within the sanctuary of his mind. It was a security measure on her brother's part...whenever something extremely traumatic happened, Darien had a way of shutting himself down and Dashea hated when he did that. Only his mother had the key to his awakening, drawing him out of his shell. But their mother was not here...she was deceased. She remembered a time...two years ago when they first arrived...they found themselves in strange surroundings and like any child that age, fear and anxiety ruled over rational thought. That had been the last time her brother had actually talked, in his own speaking voice, kicking and screaming for their now deceased mother. His eyes were shifting between violet and black that time also...but as the soft sounds of music played around them, surrounding them, Darien's gaze shifted as he saw something on the television screen. His sister's gaze followed his obediently. Dashea saw it...with her own eyes. Duo Maxwell soothed her irate brother down...her beloved brother who thrashed like a wild animal within the nun's arms...soothed by the gorgeous singer...who looked exactly like them.

"Any one got the Duo Maxwell CD on them?" the little girl screamed, so loud it scared everyone at their computer terminals.

Dlan looked questionably at the little girl. Her voice continually yelling for that particular CD, screaming like it was the only way to bring her brother out of his living hell. Tears flowed down her already reddened cheeks, her hysterics justified. As she held her sibling rocking him to wake, one of the employees, Jennifer, ran to her, having her CD player with her that day with "Duo Maxwell, on how life is". Swiftly placing the headsets of her brother's ears, Dashea pressed play waiting for something she wished to happen.

Xi-Shin shook his head, grumbling in annoyance. If the child had not been so nosy, this wouldn't have happened. But soon guilt washed over him. "What's wrong with the child?" he inquired softly.

"I don't know...he must have heard us talking..." Dlan's eyes frowned. Yes...Darien must have overheard their conversation. It had taking a while to break through the child. He had just gotten the boy to open up, feeling the security of a family there and now it seemed that the little boy's eavesdropping might have caused all Dlan's hard work to disintegrate to pieces. Poor little boy...

Listless lids blinked as ebony orbs slowly fluctuating between black to violet like light escaping darkness in the battle of daybreak. Dashea sighed in relief. It was working. Dlan didn't waste anytime as he began slapping the boy awake. Whimpering told him that the child would be okay but he was not taking any chances as he picked up the boy and carried him to the infirmary. But before he left he asked Mr. Chang to wait until he arrived back so they could finish their conversation.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Clarke." Xi-Shin began, looking at his watch, "but I have other appointments to attend to. We will continue to discuss this matter by phone, tomorrow at 11 a.m. sharp." And with that, the tall exotic man walked out, not caring as numerous eyes pierced his back.especially that of a little girl with revenge on the mind.

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Winner Mansion

Duo sat cross-legged on the linoleum floor, in one of the various sound studios within the Winner mansion. It was huge! A gorgeous spacious area surrounded on all sides by large stained glass windows, letting the light surround the residents during the day or night. Quarte giggled, watching Duo straightening out multiple sheets of music as he brainstormed over different melodies. 1/3 of the floor was filled with crumpled papers that missed the garbage can, a case of pens of various colors itching to be used, and other musical paraphernalia. The piano sat in the right hand corner waiting for someone to touch its keys to produce the magic of music while Quarte's violin laid a few inches from his owner as the said musical genius worked on a report, typing on his laptop. Along side of him, Trotre gurgled in baby talk while watching his blonde father work. Very protective over his youngest son, Quarte had brought the baby in with him since Trowa was in a meeting and Duo wanted to see him.

"Such a cutie..." Duo thought to himself as he continuously sneaked quick glances at Trotre. It was the first time in a while Duo saw Quarte so relaxed and not in his usual hyperness and the funniest part was his clothing. Not in his usual pink but with tight denim jeans, a stylish Nike sport shirt and sneakers to match his shirt. He looked very causal for the president of an empire. Duo shook his head as he watched my best friend, the young empath sitting crossed legged on the floor working negotiations over the net.

Small baby blue eyes watched his parent's fingers fly over alphanumeric keys. Trotre's gurgles alerted Quarte causing him to glance over at his son, smiling knowing he only wanted some attention and continued working. His little son loved to be in this particular room. Quarte had noticed the first night Trotre was legally his how the child cried hysterically but the moment the Arabian brought him into this room, fascination took over. Trowa and him camped out in the room all night until the baby fell sound asleep. Mind you they had to play in order for him to sleep. So now and then when the baby fell grumpy from a cold or just plain cranky, Quarte would bring him to the sound studio to play his violin. The little one would gurgle in appreciation and fall flat asleep from the warm lullaby.

But today was different. Little Trotre was fascinated with the strange man with the colorful hair in the room. Even from a baby's perspective, a child knows who to like and whom not to and the man with the pretty eyes with even prettier hair was interesting. If only he would pick him up so he could play with it.

As if reading the little boy's thoughts, Quarte stopped typing and picked up his infant son from the car seat, tickling his little potbelly. He felt Duo's eyes on him instantly while he cuddled the baby and the first thought that entered his mind was Duo wanted to have kids. He was fully aware of Duo's insecurities concerning children especially about his childhood and growing up on the streets. But Duo was a natural, the kids adore him and the only problem with them was the situation of always trying to attack his braid. Otherwise their braided friend would make an excellent father...

"You want to hold him?"

Duo blinked in awareness, not realizing he was staring. "Huh?!? No...Naah! I might drop him or something."

"I don't believe that, Duo-kun." He replied giggling. "So how long have you been wanting to have a child?"

Damn! Him and that uncanny sense of his! "Excuse me?!? I don't know what you're talking about. "

"You know what I'm talking about."

"I think your brain is fried from all these kids! Who said I wanted children? Did I say I did? Besides you have a enough for the lot of us!"

"But it's natural for me!" He replied, smiling. "We've always had huge families and I love kids. You should see story-time around here, Duo. Trowa is a wonder! I love when he tells them his circus stories."

"I can imagine!"

"Hey!" Quarte replied defensively. "You only saw how they act when they're sick otherwise they are adorable."

Duo snickered remembering that time. "Adorable huh...Helions if you asked me!"

Quarte frowned, about to change the subject. "How's the writing coming along?"

"Hmmn.I have some ideas. Just have to brainstorm I guess." In the music industry, an artist's second album has to surpass the first and that was a hard feat to do in Duo's eyes. The first one was dealing mainly on his life and the drama of letting go to begin life anew. That album touched a lot of people and helped a lot of lost souls much to his surprise and was still going strong. Now he was at a standstill. With his soul purged he was finally happy. The happiest that he had ever been in his life. Now he didn't know where to begin on this album. Should he continue on the saga by going to "The next level?" He was a happily married newlywed now.and a career that was growing by leaps and bounds. But why did he feel like it wasn't enough? He loved Wufei that was for sure.more than life itself. But something was making him feel empty all of a sudden...like his life wasn't complete just yet. "Maybe it could be romance album.you know like remake some of the old stuff.I found a couple of songs that are classics that I would love to do over."

Blond eyebrows arched. "Romance huh? Is this the same Duo who put red ink in Wufei's shampoo?"

Duo had to laugh. That incident had happened such a very long time ago when he teased his husband during the war to the point of changing his ebony locks to red. Wufei had a fit, chasing him all over the mansion. Heero had saved him that time. "Yeah that was funny!" he thought aloud. "But I wouldn't try that now. I love my Wu-bear's hair.

Quarte had to agree. From the tiny pigtail, Wufei's hair had grown to his butt. Even he had to admit how sexy the Chinese man looked with that long ebony silk fanning against the man's copper skin tone. Two bishonens, with hair longer than the other. "I think Romance could be an option, Duo. We can fiddle around with some sounds. Just don't make a remake of "Ebony and Ivory."

"Well that could describe us to a point." Duo chuckled with Quarte throwing one of Trotre's squeaky toys at him.

"Yeah, Wufei's hair and yours...I bet the fight for a hair dryer is classic in your house."

"Don't hate, Q-kun! You can always grow that blond mane of yours."

Quarte giggled. "No thank you. You two have enough for both of us. Besides the kids would have a field day with me. They always try to comb Trowa's bang back...and the damn thing slaps right back into place."

Laughter rang throughout the studio. All this fun and Duo didn't even realize he had to go to the bathroom. "I'll be back, Q-kun."

Quarte continued giggling and reached over playing with the baby when the phone within the room rung. He blinked, wondering what was so important to disturb him. Shaking his head, he picked up the cell phone. Reentering, Duo came back with Quarte still on the phone. The once jovial mood was gone and a frown was plastered on Quarte's face.

"What's wrong, Quarte?"

Sighing, Quarte to a breath, rubbing the golden locks of his son's hair. "That was Dlan, Duo. He needs a favor from you."

Duo blinked in confusion. "From me? What is it?"

"I don't know...but we'll find out when we get to the orphanage..."

TBC

Author notes: ^^;;; Gomen Nasai!! I know! I know! (dodging chibi gundams attacking her) This should have been done but family problems intervened. But it is a good chapter! Now I'm gonna get back on the ball again. I have so much to do...and I have to update my Dreamer's Isle website!! OH THE HUMANITY!!!