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yeah chapter 11 is finally up sorry it took so long ;)
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Chapter 11: Midnight
Quatre woke slowly, blinking heavily.
//Your mission, remember your mission//
Shaking his head slightly he shifted to his side, evoking an involuntary action in Trowa. The taller youth wrapped his arm around Quatre in his sleep.
//The children are crying, do you feel their pain?//
Quatre nodded and rubbed his chest unconsciously. Reality escaped him and he squinted his eyes, trying to block out the voice, letting a whimper past his parted pale lips.
//Pure, innocent, do the others know how tainted you are? Hypocrite!//
"Stop it." In a hushed meek voice Quatre answered the unseen force.
//Your hands are stained with the lives of innocents; you will never be clean//
"No please, please...no more" Quatre began scrubbing his hands over his frail arms, and the healing scabs began to bleed.
//Let the blood flow//
//Let the blood flow//
//Let the blood flow//
Tears rained down the Arabian's face as he shivered and squirmed.
"STOP IT!"
Trowa woke with a start.
"Kat - Quatre...what's wrong?" Trowa fumbled in the dark and switched on the lamp. The light glowed on the trembling youth, and Trowa's eyes widened in shock. Quatre lay in a fetal position on his side, crystal blue eyes brimming with tears while their salty counterparts marked his pale face, his blond hair matted with sweat.
"Kat - are you alright?" Trowa turned Quatre over and gathered him in his muscular arms. Blood wept from the fresh wounds; Trowa began to rock his angel, trying to calm him.
//Damn, he started it again//
Prying the blonde's slim fingers from his own arms, Trowa hugged Quatre and held tight so he could not hurt himself any more. Quatre began to scream in hysterics, clawing at Trowa's back.
//You must complete your mission//
"MISSION!" Quatre screamed. Trowa kept the steady rocking motion and spoke softly into Quatre's ear.
"What mission honey?"
//"Heero, let me go - Trowa's gonna die!" "I'll make sure you never forget this day!"//
Trashing at the haunting memories Quatre tried to bite Trowa in order to be granted release from his hold. Trowa spoke:
"God - Quatre hang on...DUO!" Trowa yelled again: "DUO!" A crash was heard from the hall, and then the door swung open with a loud thump. Duo stood in just plain pajama bottoms, his hair loose and stray.
"Duo, go to the kitchen - there's a bottle of pills with Quatre's name on them in the cabinet. Get them!"
Not stopping to blink, Duo was down the hall in a flash, his bare feet slapping the cold tiles as he ran.
"Shhhh, baby try to relax - Duo's bringing your medicine."
//One word, that's it - one four letter word and the programming will be complete//
"Make them stop!" Quatre's back arched away from Trowa as he gasped for breath. "SHUT UP!" Quatre tried again to silence the damning voice, but to no avail; he turned, desperate, and tried to kick. But the situation was hopeless with Trowa holding him down.
Duo came running into the room - an orange bottle in one hand and a glass of water in another, he headed toward Trowa. The brown-haired acrobat eased Quatre onto the mattress and took the bottle and water glass. Popping the seal, he emptied the appropriate number of pills into his hand, then tossed the bottle aside.
"Open your mouth Quatre," he spoke in a gentle command, but the Arabian promptly refused to obey. He tried again with the same end result. Seeing Quatre in this state broke his heart and he did the only thing he could think of at the time, and placed the pills in his own mouth. Duo watched with interest, then saw how this was going to work; as Trowa took a sip of water Duo moved up behind Quatre and gently raised him up to his lover.
Trowa moved in and began to kiss Quatre. Quatre willingly opened his mouth as Trowa's tongue glided over his bottom lip. Trowa gave a slight smile before plunging his tongue into the sweet mouth of his love. He then began to work Quatre's throat with his free hand and aided him in swallowing the pills in his mouth. As the two broke apart, panting, Trowa helped his angel down into the pillows and brought up the fallen sheet, covering the younger lover's exposed thighs.
"Trowa?" a weak voice whispered in the dead air of the room.
"I'm here Kat - it's going to be ok. Why don't you relax and sleep?" Trowa rubbed Quatre's face and moved the stray blonde locks from his lover's face. Quatre nodded meekly as his breathing returned to normal. Trowa and Duo waited in silence till Quatre's breath evened out and the drugs placed him into an uneventful sleep. Duo bent over and picked up a pair of long sweat pants off the floor and handed them to Trowa.
"I'll be in the kitchen when you're ready." Trowa nodded, as Duo cast him one more glance as he left the room. Trowa continued to reassure his angel and let him pass into a dream world.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Duo had just finished brewing the hot chocolate when Trowa entered the kitchen. Duo waved his hand to the unoccupied table and moved toward it as well, placing a steaming cup in front of Trowa. Thanking him, Trowa then spoke.
"I thought he was getting better..." Duo took his seat and sipped quietly.
"Tro-man you didn't know this was gonna happen. Right now we just need to worry about healing Q-man." Trowa nodded and sipped at the warm liquid.
"You're right, it's just - well, I just don't know what's going on any more." Duo nodded in sympathy.
"I have no idea how bad this situation is Trowa, but I can say a bunch of pretty weird stuff has been happening lately. Between Heero's headaches, and Q-man's...can I say...episodes?, I have been having a rough couple of weeks." Duo paused and thought. "Do you think this is in any way related?" Trowa continued to drink.
"Maybe Duo - you could be on to something. Quatre's empathic, maybe he's feeling Heero's headaches or something - but that doesn't explain the voices."
"Best advice I've got right now is to take Quatre to see Mina tomorrow...maybe there's something else." Trowa nodded and left the table, but stopped at the door frame.
"Ummm Duo?"
"Hm?" Duo looked up through lazy, sleep-clouded eyes.
"Thanks."
"No problem Trowa - take care of my little buddy."
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Walking in a field, Heero stopped and looked around.
//Is this peace?//
"Yes, this is." Heero answered the voice with a smile tugging at the corners of his lips. He turned around expecting to find someone - he found no one. A little confused, he shook it off and kept walking.
//chu - a perfect solider indeed// [Not too sure of the first word here]
"Who's there?"
//What is a solider good for if there is no war?//
Suddenly the sky turned dark and the heavens began to rumble.
//It's going to rain - are you ready?//
"What's going on?" Heero asked, confused, and he began to panic. Then a flash of white light blinded him and he screamed. Memories played out before him - his past back in the labs, blood, death, destruction, war, a little girl and her puppy, - then Duo.
//SYSTEM...ONLINE//
//ACTIVATION...COMPLETE//
//SUBJECT...01 //
//PASSWORD...ZERO//
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"Hm!" Heero shot straight up in the bed. A light from the hall washed over Heero's trembling form; through ragged breath and clenched teeth he spoke.
"Mission accepted..."
tbc
Chapter 11: Midnight
Quatre woke slowly, blinking heavily.
//Your mission, remember your mission//
Shaking his head slightly he shifted to his side, evoking an involuntary action in Trowa. The taller youth wrapped his arm around Quatre in his sleep.
//The children are crying, do you feel their pain?//
Quatre nodded and rubbed his chest unconsciously. Reality escaped him and he squinted his eyes, trying to block out the voice, letting a whimper past his parted pale lips.
//Pure, innocent, do the others know how tainted you are? Hypocrite!//
"Stop it." In a hushed meek voice Quatre answered the unseen force.
//Your hands are stained with the lives of innocents; you will never be clean//
"No please, please...no more" Quatre began scrubbing his hands over his frail arms, and the healing scabs began to bleed.
//Let the blood flow//
//Let the blood flow//
//Let the blood flow//
Tears rained down the Arabian's face as he shivered and squirmed.
"STOP IT!"
Trowa woke with a start.
"Kat - Quatre...what's wrong?" Trowa fumbled in the dark and switched on the lamp. The light glowed on the trembling youth, and Trowa's eyes widened in shock. Quatre lay in a fetal position on his side, crystal blue eyes brimming with tears while their salty counterparts marked his pale face, his blond hair matted with sweat.
"Kat - are you alright?" Trowa turned Quatre over and gathered him in his muscular arms. Blood wept from the fresh wounds; Trowa began to rock his angel, trying to calm him.
//Damn, he started it again//
Prying the blonde's slim fingers from his own arms, Trowa hugged Quatre and held tight so he could not hurt himself any more. Quatre began to scream in hysterics, clawing at Trowa's back.
//You must complete your mission//
"MISSION!" Quatre screamed. Trowa kept the steady rocking motion and spoke softly into Quatre's ear.
"What mission honey?"
//"Heero, let me go - Trowa's gonna die!" "I'll make sure you never forget this day!"//
Trashing at the haunting memories Quatre tried to bite Trowa in order to be granted release from his hold. Trowa spoke:
"God - Quatre hang on...DUO!" Trowa yelled again: "DUO!" A crash was heard from the hall, and then the door swung open with a loud thump. Duo stood in just plain pajama bottoms, his hair loose and stray.
"Duo, go to the kitchen - there's a bottle of pills with Quatre's name on them in the cabinet. Get them!"
Not stopping to blink, Duo was down the hall in a flash, his bare feet slapping the cold tiles as he ran.
"Shhhh, baby try to relax - Duo's bringing your medicine."
//One word, that's it - one four letter word and the programming will be complete//
"Make them stop!" Quatre's back arched away from Trowa as he gasped for breath. "SHUT UP!" Quatre tried again to silence the damning voice, but to no avail; he turned, desperate, and tried to kick. But the situation was hopeless with Trowa holding him down.
Duo came running into the room - an orange bottle in one hand and a glass of water in another, he headed toward Trowa. The brown-haired acrobat eased Quatre onto the mattress and took the bottle and water glass. Popping the seal, he emptied the appropriate number of pills into his hand, then tossed the bottle aside.
"Open your mouth Quatre," he spoke in a gentle command, but the Arabian promptly refused to obey. He tried again with the same end result. Seeing Quatre in this state broke his heart and he did the only thing he could think of at the time, and placed the pills in his own mouth. Duo watched with interest, then saw how this was going to work; as Trowa took a sip of water Duo moved up behind Quatre and gently raised him up to his lover.
Trowa moved in and began to kiss Quatre. Quatre willingly opened his mouth as Trowa's tongue glided over his bottom lip. Trowa gave a slight smile before plunging his tongue into the sweet mouth of his love. He then began to work Quatre's throat with his free hand and aided him in swallowing the pills in his mouth. As the two broke apart, panting, Trowa helped his angel down into the pillows and brought up the fallen sheet, covering the younger lover's exposed thighs.
"Trowa?" a weak voice whispered in the dead air of the room.
"I'm here Kat - it's going to be ok. Why don't you relax and sleep?" Trowa rubbed Quatre's face and moved the stray blonde locks from his lover's face. Quatre nodded meekly as his breathing returned to normal. Trowa and Duo waited in silence till Quatre's breath evened out and the drugs placed him into an uneventful sleep. Duo bent over and picked up a pair of long sweat pants off the floor and handed them to Trowa.
"I'll be in the kitchen when you're ready." Trowa nodded, as Duo cast him one more glance as he left the room. Trowa continued to reassure his angel and let him pass into a dream world.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Duo had just finished brewing the hot chocolate when Trowa entered the kitchen. Duo waved his hand to the unoccupied table and moved toward it as well, placing a steaming cup in front of Trowa. Thanking him, Trowa then spoke.
"I thought he was getting better..." Duo took his seat and sipped quietly.
"Tro-man you didn't know this was gonna happen. Right now we just need to worry about healing Q-man." Trowa nodded and sipped at the warm liquid.
"You're right, it's just - well, I just don't know what's going on any more." Duo nodded in sympathy.
"I have no idea how bad this situation is Trowa, but I can say a bunch of pretty weird stuff has been happening lately. Between Heero's headaches, and Q-man's...can I say...episodes?, I have been having a rough couple of weeks." Duo paused and thought. "Do you think this is in any way related?" Trowa continued to drink.
"Maybe Duo - you could be on to something. Quatre's empathic, maybe he's feeling Heero's headaches or something - but that doesn't explain the voices."
"Best advice I've got right now is to take Quatre to see Mina tomorrow...maybe there's something else." Trowa nodded and left the table, but stopped at the door frame.
"Ummm Duo?"
"Hm?" Duo looked up through lazy, sleep-clouded eyes.
"Thanks."
"No problem Trowa - take care of my little buddy."
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Walking in a field, Heero stopped and looked around.
//Is this peace?//
"Yes, this is." Heero answered the voice with a smile tugging at the corners of his lips. He turned around expecting to find someone - he found no one. A little confused, he shook it off and kept walking.
//chu - a perfect solider indeed// [Not too sure of the first word here]
"Who's there?"
//What is a solider good for if there is no war?//
Suddenly the sky turned dark and the heavens began to rumble.
//It's going to rain - are you ready?//
"What's going on?" Heero asked, confused, and he began to panic. Then a flash of white light blinded him and he screamed. Memories played out before him - his past back in the labs, blood, death, destruction, war, a little girl and her puppy, - then Duo.
//SYSTEM...ONLINE//
//ACTIVATION...COMPLETE//
//SUBJECT...01 //
//PASSWORD...ZERO//
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"Hm!" Heero shot straight up in the bed. A light from the hall washed over Heero's trembling form; through ragged breath and clenched teeth he spoke.
"Mission accepted..."
tbc