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Chapter 7 : Home Sweet Home?
He fainted, and I should have realized earlier that the great loss of blood, would eventually be too much, even for the perfect soldier.
After he fainted I stood there holding him upright, and reaching down I picked him up, and carried him gently over to my bed. I lay him down here where I had been sleeping just the day before, a mortal man then, and I set his head softly on the pillow.
I touched his hair, brushing it back, out of his face. I looked down at him, and lowered my face to his, placing a gentle kiss on his cheek. Moving softly I kissed him more and more, realizing how much I really did love him. I reached the spot on his face where he had smeared his blood there, and I licked it from his face. The blood had turned cold and was half-dried, coming off in small flakes.
I remembered then, that his hand was still bleeding and I reached down, and took his hand in mine. I could smell the blood, permeating the air, and it was a thick rich smell.
I wanted his blood, it was the best smelling thing that I had ever smelled in my life. I brought his hand up to my face, and locking my lips around the wound, I began to suck, taking the delicious warmth into me. After sucking the wound dry, I licked it, and immediately it began to close.
I left him there on my bed, and went into the bathroom, grabbing gauze and bandages. Sitting back down beside him, I began to wrap his hand, cleaning and then finally dressing it.
Placing one final kiss on his lips, I picked him up yet again, and opening my door, I carried him down the hall and into his own room, where I lay him down on his own bed, covering him adequately with the covers.
Getting up, I headed toward his door, turning one last time to glimpse at his sleeping form; I left, closing the door behind me. The hallway was pitch dark, it would have been blindness to another person.
Glancing around me, I could hear the faint beating of a human heart. I could hear the low breathing as if someone was watching, and they did not want me to know that they were there. I could smell them, and then suddenly I just knew whom it was.
*Trowa…….*
Then suddenly I could catch faint images, and then finally his thoughts. He was afraid, not of me, but of not knowing what I had become. He knew that I would never hurt him, or anyone under this roof. The problem was, I wasn't sure myself. I knew that I would never do it purposely, but would I always have this sense of complete and utter control?
"Trowa, I know you are there, you can't hide from me." I told him, still sensing the hesitation in him.
"Duo…..I…..I….I'm sorry."
"I don't want your pity." I sound cruel, I thought. Like a monster, like the monster that I have become.
" You are not a monster, Duo" Trowa said to me. I looked up at him in complete wonder.
"How?"
"It's easy, if you know how to do it right." He replied back to me.
This seemed strange to me, and I tried to read his mind again, like I had done before. I started to get Images from him, and then suddenly, it was like someone slammed a book shut, there was nothing.
"I don't want you to read my thoughts ever again, Duo, understand, never."
All I could do was stand there, dumbfounded. I was surprised that with all of the new power I possessed that Trowa, could still block me out, as if I was nothing.
"Duo," I looked back up at him, as he said my name. "The four of us decided that despite of what has happened, that you are still Duo, and you can stay here."
"The four of you?"
"Yes," He stated blankly.
"Then Heero……." I stammered.
"Heero, hasn't said anything yet, we still don't know what he will say, he was a little unstable, even when he told us what had happened in the ware house."
"Oh, was he really angry? How did he hurt himself?"
"He was very angry, with us, for even thinking about it, he punched the wall,"
"Do you want to stay?"
All I could do was shake my head, I couldn't believe it, weren't they afraid? Afraid that in the night I would come to them in their beds, thirsty and deadly? Out of control?
"Well, I have to go tell the others, and I'm tired." With this he left me, turning around and walking down the stairs to the living room. I turned and went back to my room, covered the windows so as no light came in and went straight to the bed.
Kicking off my shoes, I stripped down, right down to my boxers, which even I had to laugh at. Who would ever thought that the god of death would have smiley face boxers? I chuckled again.
As I slipped between the covers, pulling them up to my face, I thought, everything is going to be alright, maybe.
`to be continued.
Well? I know that I have not updated in a while, and that I promised an extra long chapter… demo I have had serious writers block lately, and I figured that a shorter chapter is better than no chapter, ne?
R&R onegai!
`satyrnrain
Chapter 7 : Home Sweet Home?
He fainted, and I should have realized earlier that the great loss of blood, would eventually be too much, even for the perfect soldier.
After he fainted I stood there holding him upright, and reaching down I picked him up, and carried him gently over to my bed. I lay him down here where I had been sleeping just the day before, a mortal man then, and I set his head softly on the pillow.
I touched his hair, brushing it back, out of his face. I looked down at him, and lowered my face to his, placing a gentle kiss on his cheek. Moving softly I kissed him more and more, realizing how much I really did love him. I reached the spot on his face where he had smeared his blood there, and I licked it from his face. The blood had turned cold and was half-dried, coming off in small flakes.
I remembered then, that his hand was still bleeding and I reached down, and took his hand in mine. I could smell the blood, permeating the air, and it was a thick rich smell.
I wanted his blood, it was the best smelling thing that I had ever smelled in my life. I brought his hand up to my face, and locking my lips around the wound, I began to suck, taking the delicious warmth into me. After sucking the wound dry, I licked it, and immediately it began to close.
I left him there on my bed, and went into the bathroom, grabbing gauze and bandages. Sitting back down beside him, I began to wrap his hand, cleaning and then finally dressing it.
Placing one final kiss on his lips, I picked him up yet again, and opening my door, I carried him down the hall and into his own room, where I lay him down on his own bed, covering him adequately with the covers.
Getting up, I headed toward his door, turning one last time to glimpse at his sleeping form; I left, closing the door behind me. The hallway was pitch dark, it would have been blindness to another person.
Glancing around me, I could hear the faint beating of a human heart. I could hear the low breathing as if someone was watching, and they did not want me to know that they were there. I could smell them, and then suddenly I just knew whom it was.
*Trowa…….*
Then suddenly I could catch faint images, and then finally his thoughts. He was afraid, not of me, but of not knowing what I had become. He knew that I would never hurt him, or anyone under this roof. The problem was, I wasn't sure myself. I knew that I would never do it purposely, but would I always have this sense of complete and utter control?
"Trowa, I know you are there, you can't hide from me." I told him, still sensing the hesitation in him.
"Duo…..I…..I….I'm sorry."
"I don't want your pity." I sound cruel, I thought. Like a monster, like the monster that I have become.
" You are not a monster, Duo" Trowa said to me. I looked up at him in complete wonder.
"How?"
"It's easy, if you know how to do it right." He replied back to me.
This seemed strange to me, and I tried to read his mind again, like I had done before. I started to get Images from him, and then suddenly, it was like someone slammed a book shut, there was nothing.
"I don't want you to read my thoughts ever again, Duo, understand, never."
All I could do was stand there, dumbfounded. I was surprised that with all of the new power I possessed that Trowa, could still block me out, as if I was nothing.
"Duo," I looked back up at him, as he said my name. "The four of us decided that despite of what has happened, that you are still Duo, and you can stay here."
"The four of you?"
"Yes," He stated blankly.
"Then Heero……." I stammered.
"Heero, hasn't said anything yet, we still don't know what he will say, he was a little unstable, even when he told us what had happened in the ware house."
"Oh, was he really angry? How did he hurt himself?"
"He was very angry, with us, for even thinking about it, he punched the wall,"
"Do you want to stay?"
All I could do was shake my head, I couldn't believe it, weren't they afraid? Afraid that in the night I would come to them in their beds, thirsty and deadly? Out of control?
"Well, I have to go tell the others, and I'm tired." With this he left me, turning around and walking down the stairs to the living room. I turned and went back to my room, covered the windows so as no light came in and went straight to the bed.
Kicking off my shoes, I stripped down, right down to my boxers, which even I had to laugh at. Who would ever thought that the god of death would have smiley face boxers? I chuckled again.
As I slipped between the covers, pulling them up to my face, I thought, everything is going to be alright, maybe.
`to be continued.
Well? I know that I have not updated in a while, and that I promised an extra long chapter… demo I have had serious writers block lately, and I figured that a shorter chapter is better than no chapter, ne?
R&R onegai!
`satyrnrain