Richmond High School 6: War on Dou's Hands

Duo's apartment- September 16, 9:32 pm. Duo's pov

Here's what I walked right into, willingly I might add. Wufei on the couch holding my knife, it didn't hit him, staring at me with forgiving eyes. Quatre and Trowa, sitting together, Quatre wouldn't look at me, and Trowa watched every move I made. Heero, on the other hand, sat as far away from me as possible without going on to the balcony. Who knows the reasons for Heero actions, I sure the hell don't understand them.

I on the other hand had a strategy in mind from were I sat. Sitting on the barstools that were closer to my bedroom, why? Simple, in my room I have all my knifes, and a few guns hidden away. If it every came down to him or me, I don't know what I'll do.

"Are you going to start, or am I just going to have to stare it out of you?" I had to break the silence. Gezz, I've been quiet for the last ten minutes, I can't stand it anymore!

" Are we going to tell him everything?" Quatre said quietly, like I can't hear him, and I don't know who "he" is. I must really look that stupid. Oh well, another point for me.

" Yes" this from Mr. Stoic and I don't say more then two sentences, " he wouldn't understand without all the facts." There they go again, acting like I'm not here. Oh well, as long as I get the whole story. Guess who started it, not Heero, Trowa.

" The men who run our gang were called the Mad Five, but a few years ago someone killed one of them. Since then they are mad; they went crazy. Looking for the one that killed him." Trowa paused. Damn, every time I think of these guys I think of Relena's letter. Something about everything is not what it seems, oh yeah I remember now. She talked about the kings and shit, so she knew that they had double missions." From that point on we would judge each mission given to us. If we would not go though with it then we had to cover it up."

Cover it up, wonderful. So they're going to cover my body up when there done. I wonder what Miss. Pink knows about them. In any case I can 'ask' her later, maybe she'll like my three inch knifes.

" Have you every had to 'cover up'" showing the punition with my figures, " a mission were you had to kill someone?"

" Well, not exactly." Quatre said sheepishly. I turn to him with wide eyes. Not exactly, not exactly, oh fuck, death has caught up to me.

" You mean you never had to kill someone?"

" No, not that," Trowa said, " we've killed far to many to count. You are the exception." Lucky me. I should feel happy, but this just makes my feel like I really am going to die.

" Why make the exceptions for me?" No one answered, which was really pissing me off. Wufei looked to Trowa who was looking at Quatre, then all their eyes went to Heero. Fuck, will someone answer my fucking question. I was on the verge of screaming it out when Heero answered the question.

" You killed him." Okay that's nice. I killed a lot of people, how the hell am I suppose to know one man to the next. Once they're dead, they're nothing to me.

" That helps, be more specific I've killed quite a few assholes in my life."

" How old are you Duo?"

" What the hell, it doesn't matter how old I am."

" Humor me?" Heero said, okay whatever gets him off.

" I don't know my actual birthday, but I guess around 16, maybe 17."

I was waiting for that reaction I get every time I say that. The laughter, and "your joking, man Duo you had me going there." Not this time, Trowa and Heero both looked down, did they have the same problem as me.

" Some where between the last 4 to 6 years ago there was a murder." Wufei said. " A child had killed the victim, doctor S, with long brown hair in a braid. One eyewitness said he had huge violet eyes, but all saw the same boy." Wufei said.

" I remember him now, he tried to take me in, but...I promised myself never to take charity again." I whisper softly, " He grabbed me and wouldn't let go. When he did I killed him."

I look up from my hands, Quatre looks horrified, and but then again he looks like he understands. Okay here I'm half my questions answered, and with each answer comes ten more questions. Damn it, damn this situation, damn everyone in it, and most of damn me for every killing those souls.

" We have to kill the doctors." Heero stated breaking the silence. I look over at him.

" And tell me why, I still don't see what the problem is. They want to kill me, fine let them try I really don't care." I get up from my chair heading towards my room.

" You still don't get it Duo." Wufei said casually. I turn to him, eyes full of rage.

" Don't get it. Of course I don't fucking get it." I step towards him; I don't know who is in control of my body me or Shinigami. I find myself in front of him, towering over him as he stars up from his set. I see my knife he was playing with when I walked in. Before he knew it the knife was against his throat.

" Kill the fucking doctors on your own. I killed one, now one for each of you." Out of the corner of my eyes I see Heero walking towards me. I'm not in the mood for his shit, or this fucking game of 20 questions.

" Don't even fucking think about it Heero." I turn back to Wufei, " Never fuck with my mind." I whisper hoarsely to him. Pulling away, I turn to them, I've had enough. " Get out," they all slide out as fast as they can, " Heero

you stay."

With that I walk into my room. I feel so naked, I have one knife on me, and I don't even have the 9-mm on me. Yes I use guns, but knifes are so much easier to hide and handle. On the up side too, if used right you can torture a person for days. Sick, crazy, me gnaw, well maybe. We'll keep that a secret.

----Heero's pov, 10:24 pm

Where to start. The beginning, no that would be too far. There is no perfect place to begin, and he wants to know it from the beginning. Curse him, leaving me alone for ten minutes to come back dressed like that.

The school uniform was gone and in is place a black button up shirt, hanging loosely over his chest and back. While his pants were no help either, hanging to hips and thighs, flaring out slightly at the bottom. If he didn't call himself the God of Death I would have thought him for a sex god. I can't go back down that road, he'll just think I'm using him again. His lips felt so warm, and soft, but not to be compared to the way his body...STOP IT YUY. I have to have a clear head.

" Are you going to tell me or just stare at me?" He asks.

" You already know most of it, but only the parts about you." He nodded , I start with last year. The year every thing came into play.

" About a year ago, you killed Raleigh Cypher, leader of Cry. Your motives for all your other killings were more for a cause. Almost like you were fighting for something. Then you killed Cypher, and the gangs in power fell and weak powers were brought up." I pause. I haven't said this much in a long time. " The doctors set you up Duo. Cry was never a problem with your ideals, only with the doctors."

" That can't be, I was hired for that job. I only took it cause they were a killing bystanders. I saw the pictures."

Damn doctors, setting him up. He's to innocent, almost pure, even with blood on his hands. No, he has a reason to kill, I'm the only one that's a cold blooded murder here.

" Don't dwell on the past, Duo. You were used by the doctors, we all have been used." I look over in his violet eyes, they look cold, death is in his eyes. " There is going to be a gang war, Duo. You are the only one that can stop it."

He looks away, please don't run from my Duo. Duo was staring out at the moon that at risen to be seen on this side.

" You know, I was going to take this last job and try to be normal." When he turned back to me his mask was gone, and the lost little boy was there. I reach out cupping his face in my hands, closing his eyes he leans into my touch. We stay like this for seconds, but to me it feels like hours. He opens his eyes again, his mask is back in place.

" Tell me Heero, why am I the only one that can stop this?" He asks, I never expected him to ask this kind of question.

" Since the death of Cypher, many believe you are Death himself. Every gang you've killed from has secede to exist. Drug lords, gun dealers, and other gangs treat them like they've been infected with a deadly disease. Resulting in no money made, and no power."

He stands up, anger and death flash in his eyes. For a second I thought he was going to kill me, but when he looked back to me his eyes softened.

" I'm sorry, I misjudged you." With that he turn towards the door. "Where are you going Duo?"

Turing back, his evil grin in place. " To see what the past is like in the present."

He left. To see what the past is like in the present. That makes no sense. I sigh, leaving Duo's apartment, still pondering over what he said.

tbc.

okay, confused, I think I'm, 3:3am, ahh, I have to get my beauty sleep. - Fire-