Author's Notes(Musha) -   GAH! Took me long enough ne? Don't worry! You'll get to read Tensei-chans AWESOME chapter soon now that mine's done! Oh, and for those of you who want to kill me for bringing Renee into here .... *ducks behind Tensei and points to her* IT WAS HER IDEA!
Tensei: MUSHA-CHAN! *Grabs sword* What's the big idea putting all of the blame on me!
Musha: Eek! *Begins to run while Tensei-chan chases her around waving the sword at the same time* Demo..*dodge* It's..*duck* THE TRUTH!
Tensei: *Rolls her eyes and throws her sword, pinning Musha to the wall.* Maayybbbee, I'll forgive you if you hurry up and start the story!
Musha: *Eyes grow wide* EveryoneallowmetointroducethenextchapterofTaintedDreamIhopeyouenjoyandIdon'townanything!* Deep breath* ExpectMushaEienandStarsFury!Enjoythestory!

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Tainted Dream

Chapter Two

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"I can't believe you did that"


"Hey! Renee! Slow down!" Elizabeth stumbled over her feet, before forcing herself to power walk next to the girl in question. "It was a good idea! Admit it!"


A slow angry blush spread across Renee's face and she picked up her stride, her brown hair blowing out behind her as the wind picked it up. "You said no more dates!"


"Did I say no more? I couldn't have sworn I said only one more!"


"ELIZABETH!"


The girl lowered her head and laughed nervously, trying not to gasp in air as she struggled to keep up with her friend. Where had the girl learned to move so fast!? "You just seemed so down, I thought you needed something to make you feel better!"


"And a date was suppose to do that?!"


"Yeah! Now you're getting it!"


"Just, leave me alone Elizabeth!" As if acting on their' own accord, Renee's feet sped up and soon reached the pace of a sprint, leaving the other young girl blinking in surprise.


"What...did I say?"
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Musha slowly pulled up one of her kneels and held it next to her chest, staring out and the endless sea of stars being held within the night sky. Her fingers lightly tapping out a tune on her kneecap absently, as she found herself lost within memories.


"Tensei." the curly haired girl said calmly as she leaned against her bedpost.


"Huh?"


"You need a name."  the girl stated as she stood straight up, her golden curls bouncing just slightly, "Tensei sounds like a good name for you."


"Tensei..." she murmured softly, crocking her head to the side, as if seeing the memories play out before her eyes. "Heavenly voice. If I had known, I would have given you a different name."


"Don't cry." the girl said steadily and gently, "You're all right." The girl's deep violet eyes were full of confidence, but the trace of fear did not go unnoticed.


The tune she was drumming out suddenly stopped, her fist clenching her knee now, the knuckles swiftly turning white. "You're not alright... and it's my fault. The one time you needed me, I wasn't there."


She shut her eyes and tilted her head, as if surrendering herself to the will of the stars, or as if their light rays, which fell upon her face could take away her sins and her pain. "I was so selfish! I was so lost within finding happiness for myself, and caring only about myself that I forgot about what you must feel like Tensei, I stopped looking out for you. I didn't see your pain."


Two years, it had been two years since that fateful day. The feelings, the raw emotions still tore are her very spirit, and her soul, everyday. Swallowing what hope and strength had been there, and spitting it back out, forever.


And she would never tell anyone, not even Wufei, about how she felt. As far as he knew, she was recovering and happy, and he would never know, that a little of her spirit and her will were destroyed everyday.


"Tensei-chan…" she licked her lips gently, before standing up in one motion, her eyes glaring at the horizon, as if it was the cause of all her pain. "Tensei... I… I hate you! I hate you for leaving me! I hate you for letting me forget about how you felt, and I hate you being there for me! You and I shared a bond, and now you're gone! Leaving me to cradle and heal what's been broken. AND I HATE YOU FOR IT!"
Her voice echoed, and it seemed, for the briefest of moments, that the stars darkened in their glow.
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Renee sighed and slammed the window shut. She hated New York - there was never any peace. It was so noisy. All she ever wanted was a peaceful life, so why was she stuck in New York?!


With a faint curse, she walked over to the couch and flopped down, trying to will sleep upon her weary form.


'I hate you!'


"Nani?"


Renee sat up in the darkened room, her eyes flickering over everything present. She could have sworn she'd heard a voice....


She sighed softly, before tucking a strand of dark hair behind her ear. Her eyes slowly drifting shut, as if she could just forget about everything. "Why would Elizabeth do that to me, she promised that there would be no more dates. And I can't see Quatre, I just can't."


A soft patter reached her ears and she glanced down at the blanket, which was wrapped around her, to notice that a few damp spots now were proudly born on its surface. "What..." Tentatively, her hand reached up and gently touched her cheek, only to discover the culprit of the water.


Tears.


"Nani." She whispered softly, bringing her hand away from her face and staring at the drops that glittered on her skin. "Tears? Demo, why am I crying? I don't... feel sad at all."


She allowed herself to fall back onto the couch, bringing a pillow to her chest as she felt more and more tears sting her eyes. She didn't deserve to sleep on a bed tonight, not after going on that date. "I'm... not sad, at all. I have no reason to… cry."


'I hate...you...'


"I have, no reason...at all." Quickly, the buried her face in the pillow and collapsed into a heap of fitful sobs.
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The room was dark, there was no light, not even a wisp of it dared to enter this forbidden place. It was darker than the darkest of nights.


Then again, that was the ultimate punishment and precaution wasn't it? Complete isolation. For humans long to feel the warmth of a companion by their' side, or hear someone else's voice mingling with their own. It's their basic instinct.


And being alone is their most primal fear.


Upon first glance, you would have thought that there was nothing else in this room, that it was just a dark abyss that, nothing could survive in.


But if you looked closer, you would see the small bed nailed to the floor in the corner, and the small toilet in the corner.


Or perhaps, if your eyes are really good, you would see the young man, staring down at something on the floor, his hair a tangled and greasy mess matted around his face, and an insane grin shinning grimly on his filthy face.


"Don't cry little girl..." he cooed, his voice seeming to shake and tremble as it echoed throughout the confined area. "Master U said he would take good care of you, very good care of you. That was why mother and father had to die, they couldn't take good enough care of you." His smile grew and his brown eyes glittered darkly. "You see, I'm not a bad person, I was just protecting you. Mother and Father couldn't have protected you well enough."


His hand reached out and slowly stroked a picture, as if it was an actual person. "But now, I hear that Master U is dead, killed mercilessly by his other pupil.


"So now." His voice began to rise, growing more and more excited with every word that left his twisted mind. "The only person that is protecting you is that other pupil, but she can't protect you. Just like mother and father couldn't.


"Don't worry though, I'll take care of you. I'll kill Samantha Ling and then take you back with me, I'll never let you leave my site again.


"I've been watching you for a long time, all of your battles and all of your life, I've been watching. That's why I will be the one to protect you, for I know all about you, I've always been watching you.
The laughter began softly, barely above a giggle. But it soon grew and echoed throughout the room, seeming to cast everything around it into a dark trance.


And in the center of the room, glittered up a picture of a tiny girl with blonde hair and brown eyes, scribbled across the bottom in messy writing were two words.


Melody Foster.
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"New York?"


Sally nodded, leaning back in her chair and staring at the two young people who sat before her. "Hai, Lady Une uncovered some interesting information, regarding a person being held in 'Gravity' there."


"The prison?" Wufei questioned, quickly flipping through the papers that had been handed to him only moments before.


"Hai."


He scowled faintly. "You're having us study a prisoner onna!?"


"Being held in isolation?" Musha looked up, interrupting Wufei before he could go into another one of his justice rants that she had long since become familiar with. "Why is this important? It says that whoever it is has been there for over the last ten years!"


Wufei stared at her, his eyes widened with faint surprise. "How do you know that?"


A sly smile spread across her face as she glanced at him. "Perhaps you should try reading the papers next time, ne, Fei-baka?"


He crossed his arms over his chest and glared at her, although a faint smile was tugging at her lips. "Baka onna."


"Sexist baka. Now that we've established that fact, can we continue?"


Sally's lips curved into an amused smile, her eyes twinkling with mirth. Who would have ever thought, that these two, who up until two and a half years ago those words would have been offensive to, would have found happiness with each other, even if they never would admit it.


"Actually." She continued, breaking up the playful argument that had erupted after Musha's sexist baka comment. "This man is no threat to the current peace."


"Nani?" Wufei began flipping through the papers again, coming across a picture of the man in question, and narrowed his eyes. "Then what is the point of this mission?"


Sally sighed, and bit her lower lip softly before casting a quick glance to Musha. "It's more of a personal matter, to all of us. It's regarding the plane crash two years ago, Tensei's flight.


Rapidly, Musha's hand shot out and grasped the picture from Wufei's fist, as if it was the cause of everything, her entire body freezing the moment that her eyes rested upon the picture. "It's his fault!? Is he the one to blame!?"


"Musha?" Wufei gently rested a hand on her shoulder, his voice uncharacteristically soft and soothing. "Don't think that way, don't put the blame on one person. Otherwise you'll begin to live for revenge."


She shook her head in denial, as if that could make what she was seeing nothing more than a horrible dream. "Tensei....." Slowly, she put the picture down and leaned back in the chair. "I've already placed the blame upon someone Wufei, but I can never get revenge."


"Nani? Musha..."


Musha leaned forward in her seat, staring at the picture again. "I can be vengeful towards Tensei, I can never forgive her, but I can't make her feel what I'm feeling. I can't."
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Ring.


A dark eye opened just slightly, trying to conform whether the sound was reality or merely a dream.


Ring.


A annoyed groan broke through the silence and a pillow was suddenly clamped down over the persons head. Maybe if he just ignored it long enough it would go away?


Ring.


Nope.


Ring.


"Urgh...damn it to hell." Stiffly, Wufei forced himself into a sitting position, muttering curses in every language that he knew.


And combining the languages that both Musha and himself knew, and had 'unintentionally' taught each other, that was quite a few.


Ring.


A soft growl left his throat before he grabbed the phone and picked it up, the vid-phone image snapping to life as well, revealing a mildly surprised Quatre.


Wufei scowled as he felt anger burn through him. What the hell did Quatre think he was doing calling him so early in the morning. "Damnit Winner! What do you think you're doing?!"


Quatre frowned faintly, feeling his face flush in faint embarrassment. "Gomen nasai, Wufei, I forgot."


He raised an eyebrow. "Forgot what? It better be damn important for calling me this early!"


"Well...." If possible his face flushed more and offered a nervous smile. "I forgot about the time change. You see, it's two in the afternoon here."


Wufei took that statement extremely calmly, reacting in the most logical manner that, one whom had just been woken up at three in the morning would react.


"NANDE KUSO!" He exploded. A muffled cry and a soft thud reaching his ears before several curses echoed throughout the halls. Very similar to what Wufei had done just moments before, but Wufei was far to occupied with thinking of ways to kill Quatre to notice.


"You woke me up this damn early for no reason at all!"


"Gomen nasai Wufei! I just needed to ask you something!"


Managing to calm down somewhat, he clenched his teeth and glared at the image before him. Not noticing the form now leaning in the doorframe of his room. "Well, what is it?!"


A soft sigh escaped from Quatre's lips and he ran a hand through his hair. " I just got off the phone with Lady Une." His eyes flickered back up to Wufei's again. "Is it true that you're coming to New York?"


Wufei blinked. "Hai. We have a mission there.


"About?"


Frustration began to boil within his blood. How was he expected to remember something that had involved paperwork? At three in the morning no less? "How the hell should I know? Something about a weakling in isolation."


Quatre forced a smile on his face, trying to remain calm himself. "That's not very specific Wufei."


"Winner, it's three o'clock in the damn morning! What do you really want!?"


A light tapping reached Wufei's ears and he realized that Quatre must have been drumming his fingers on a surface where he was, as if considering something in his mind. "It's just... nothing. Goodnight Wufei."  The vid-phone went blank.


Wufei rolled his eyes and hung up as well, slamming the phone back on it's cradle, glaring at it as if his gaze could reach Quatre. "Damnit Winner! You call me and then don't tell me what's going on! It's... it's… an injustice that you did that, and so early!"


"Mmmhmm." A new voice murmured from the back of the room. "And you know what's even more of an injustice? That you had to wake me up as well with you're cursing Fei-baka!"


He felt his shoulders tense, before he slowly turned around to be met with the half amused, half extremely annoyed face of Musha. "You're awake."


"I can see you're developing a talent for stating the obvious."


"Very funny onna."


She laughed softly, before running a hand through her hair, which spilt over her shoulders in a tangled mess. "Look, whatever Quatre really wanted to tell us, we'll find out soon enough. We leave for New York tomorrow, remember?"


He nodded slowly, not looking away from Musha once. "Hai, you'd better get some sleep then."


"Hai, I will. Goodnight Wufei." Turning around, she began to walk out of the room.


He watched her go. "Goodnight Musha." He turned to return to his bed as well.


"Oh, and Wufei?"


"Hmm?"


She smiled sweetly. "If you ever wake me up like that again, I'll kill you." At his shocked statement, she smirked before vanishing out of the room completely. "Sweet dreams!"
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Quatre leaned heavily against the table where the vid-phone lay, resting all of his weight upon his arms. "I shouldn't have called, it was rude to wake Wufei up."


But, why had he called? He didn't know, it was almost an instinct, a reaction. Had he come to rely upon his friends so much that he seeked their comfort whenever he was even slightly upset?


Just then, something fell off of his nightstand, echoing throughout the small hotel room and startling Quatre out of his thoughts. His gaze instantly flickered over to discover the source of the sound.


And in his minds eye, he saw a divine figure standing before him. Whether it was really there or merely a figment of his imagination, he didn't know. It just, didn't seem relevant at the time.


The angel didn't move, she just stood their for a moment, smiling beautifully. Her long blonde hair fanned out around her and her brown eyes leapt with untold joy, as if they were seeing things and experiencing things that Quatre himself couldn't even hope to realize.


And then she was gone, just like that. As if she had been no more than an illusion, or fantasy.
"Nani?" Slowly, as if awaking from a trance. Quatre moved over to where the illusion had been only moments before then silently picked up the picture that the 'angel' had been standing over.


His eyes softened faintly. "I… must be going crazy." Tensei's smiling face greeted him, frozen in time.
It had been when the two of them had 'gone on vacation' in a sense, during the war. The two of them had been 'captured' by one of the traveling sales men there, and had been forced to get their picture taken.
He hadn't intended on keeping it, but something about it had just seemed to stand out to him, something he couldn't quite place. And so, he'd kept it.


"Tensei.....why did you have to leave? You left, so many people behind." Absently, his fingers gently traced over her smiling features, as if the image were a real person that he could somehow reach, and bring back to life.


Maybe that was why he'd kept this picture. Her face had seemed truly happy. In times of war, such expressions so rarely graced the features of people who had lived and loved in the bloodshed of battle.
Here though, here, in this single image, frozen in time, she seemed like any other young woman should be.


Happy.


"That's why I kept it Tensei." Slowly standing up again, he set the picture tenderly back on his dresser. "You're smile, was by far more beautiful than an angel's."
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"Don't tell me you're afraid!"


"I'm not!"


"Then why are you clutching the seat like that onna?"


"...Shut up Fei-baka!"


Wufei chuckled before shaking his head and leaning back in his seat, watching Musha through amused black eyes. "You were a Gundam pilot, was hurled above the earth and in space and speeds far beyond sound, and yet you're afraid of flying in an airplane!?"


Musha narrowed her eyes, refusing to even so much as tilt her head sideways. Her eyes remaining glued to the back of the seat in front of her. "When piloting a Gundam, I'm in control, I know what to expect, I made sure that Stars Fury was functioning properly. Here, I have none of that!"


"So, you're afraid, ne onna?"


"I am not afraid! And don't call me that!"


Wufei sighed and shut his eyes, letting himself relax into the seat. "So, you're going to stay like that for the entire flight?"


"Hai! Besides, it's far more interesting watching the stewardess hand out the food than it is looking out the window!"


"...It's a thirty hour flight Musha."


Her eyes widened with shock and her head shot around to stare at Wufei in disbelief. "NANI!? You're joking!" Suddenly, her head snapped back around to the front of the airplane again, as if suddenly realizing that she had just turned her head.


Smiling faintly, Wufei reached over and covered the window by his face. "It won't be that bad Musha, the flight will be over before you know it." Reaching forward, he began to rummage around in the bag that had been given to them at the start of the flight.


"It will be over before I know it! Ha ha...funny joke Wufei. Thirty hours don't just fly by! This is going to drag on and-"


She was cut off abruptly as a pair of headphones were placed over her ears, and soft music began to drift through them. Her jaw dropped faintly and she turned her head, to come face to face with Wufei. Violet meeting black for not the first time, and most certainly not the last. "Nani? Wufei."


He lifted one of the earphones so they could understand each other. "Just shut you're eyes and listen to the music ne? The flight will be over soon." With that said, he allowed the earphones to once again clamp around her ears, before turning and flipping through a book that he'd brought with him.


Musha stared at him in shock. He wasn't going to rub it in that she was afraid, or gloat about how he was able to handle it?


'I guess.' She thought quietly, a faint smile spreading across her features. 'That everyone can surprise you.'
Without a word, she rest her head on Wufei's shoulder and shut her eyes, letting herself recover the sleep that was lost to her because of Quatre last night.


So she didn't notice the strangely tranquil statement on Wufei's face as she did that, nor did she notice the ever so faint blush upon his features.
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"You're seasick?"


Duo sat down and rested his head between his knee's, nodding his head ever so slightly.


" I don't believe this! The mighty Duo is actually sick!" Elizabeth put her hand out and leaned against the wall, her hair fluttering in the ever-constant sea breeze. "And here I thought that nothing could affect you, sexy."


Duo held up one finger "I will respond to that, as soon as the world stops spinning."


Shaking his head, Quatre shifted his gaze to the gray ocean, the wind blowing his hair out of his troubled eyes, giving him a perfect view of the world before him.


Seagulls swooped and dove, as if participating in some secret dance that people couldn't understand. The waves gently lapped at the side of the boat as the rays of the setting sun reflected upon them.


'It's so strange he reflected quietly, narrowing his eyes as if trying to see something upon the horizon. 'No one even remembers anymore. It's as if the war has been erased from everyone's mind. Leaving only those who lost someone, to remember. Or those who are lost.'


He turned his head and slowly began to walk to the front of the ship. "It's only a breath, that separates those that are here now, and those that are lost."


Soft footsteps greeted his ears and, hesitantly, a form stepped into his field of view, leaning against the front of the ship, as he was doing now. "Is something wrong Quatre-san?"


"No." He didn't so much as glance her way for a moment, he just continued staring, saying nothing.


Renee bit her lip and leaned over the bow of the ship, watching the water crash against the front as it cut through the waves. What was she doing here? Elizabeth had somehow talked her into coming on another date, but why was she here, with the one person that she wanted to avoid more than anyone else?
Elizabeth was a good friend, she really was, even if she didn't seem to understand anything half of the time.
She had no right to go back on her promises, or to try and live Renee's life for her. It was Renee's life. Her mistakes, opportunities, chances, joys, sorrows, all of them were her experiences, her memories! All of them! She was here to find herself, and to live her life on her own, her way! Elizabeth just didn't seem to understand that.


Still, it was true that Elizabeth had dragged her on ANOTHER date, but, she could have still easily avoided Quatre. Why was she here?


"Miss Renee" Quatre's soft voice sliced through her thoughts, bringing her back to reality.


"Yes?"


He paused. "What were you doing during the war?"


Renee involuntarily froze, her fingers clenching the railing. She couldn't talk about this! Not now, not yet. She was trying to escape that... "The war?"


"Yes?" He turned to look at her, his eyes searching her own, and Renee felt a chill pass through her. It felt as if he was inspecting her, as if he could look into her soul and find out every truth about her being.
She sighed softly and bowed her head. "I'm sorry, Quatre, but, I..."


"You won't tell me?"


"No, I just… can't talk about this...right now. Not yet... I'm sorry." She looked up again, her entire statement placid, but beneath all of that there was a twinge of desperation. "Please try to understand that..."


His eyes flickered then he nodded. "I'm sorry, Renee, I shouldn't have upset you."


It felt to Quatre as if two things were fighting for control within him. One was set to find out why Renee felt so familiar to him, who or what she reminded him of, while the other just wanted to leave her alone, not just for herself but for him as well. For he was afraid that if he starting searching her for answers, he would find some deep, hidden secret that he would regret discovering.


A small trembling smile spread across her face. "Thank you... did you… loose someone in the war, Quatre?"


"Yes." He murmured, as if lost within memories. "Someone that... was very close to my heart." He placed a hand over his heart, his eyes distant. "I ... wish she was here, to see this." he gestured to the sea. "Hiiro and Relena with their child, the smiles on the peoples faces, the peace she helped to ensure."


"I-I'm sure...that she knows Quatre." Renee looked away, unsure of what to say and feeling a faint blush spread across her cheeks.


"Hey Love Birds!"


Two sets of eyes swerved to be met with a frantically waving Elizabeth in the distance. "Hey! Hate to interrupt your moment, but the trips over! We're pulling into port!" She stepped back and looked at the now green Duo with a raised eyebrow. "Not a moment to soon either."


Quatre's eyes widened and he glanced down at his watch. "That's right!" Turning his gaze to the fast approaching shore, he ran a hand through his wind blown hair. "I said that I'd meet them at this port."


"Wait a minute..." Renee also turned her gaze to the shore, feeling fear begin to surface within her blood.  "They?"
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Musha yawned loudly, leaning against the wall and looking as if she was about to fall asleep right there. "Someone tell me who invented time zones so I can go and kill them."


"Hmm?" Wufei looked behind him and smirked faintly. "If it were otherwise the sun would be setting at seven in the morning tomorrow"


She blinked her sleepy violet eyes and shook her head. "Wufei, I haven't slept in thirty hours, don't try and teach me about time zones right now."


He chuckled again and shook his head. "Baka onna."


"I heard that!"


"Matte!" Wufei looked ahead, breaking up the potential argument. "I see him."


"Thank Kami." Musha forced herself to step away from her wall support and step next to Wufei. "Maybe we can actually get some sleep now!"


Wufei just shook his head as the head of platinum blonde hair could be seen moving in the crowd until Quatre could be seen standing right in front of him.


"Gomen nasai Wufei, Musha-san. We just got off of the boat..."


"It's about time you got here Quatre."  muttered Musha, glaring through her long bangs. "It's... an injustice that you're keeping us awake!"


"Hey Musha-babe!" Duo grinned as he stepped into view, no longer the pale green color, his eyes twinkling with mirth. "You 'ought to stop hanging around Wu-man so much! He's rubbing off of you!"


"Don't call me that!" Musha blinked and then flushed faintly realizing that both her and Wufei had said that at the same time.


Duo laughed. "See!"


"So these are the famous Wufei and Musha that I've heard so much about." Elizabeth smiled slyly and stepped next to Duo, before whispering into his ear "You're right, they do make a cute couple."


Quartre shook his head, noticing the obvious discomfort of both Musha and Wufei. "As I said, I'm sorry that I'm late. The boat ride was longer than I expected it to be. You already know Duo demo, this is Elizabeth, a friend of Renee's and Duo's."


Wufei raised an eyebrow. "Boat?"


Flushing faintly, Quatre sighed. "Hai, it was some sort of club, and I went there with-"


"A CLUB!?" Musha gawked at Quatre in disbelief, all of her exhaustion forgotten. "A club... you, as in a date?"


Before Quatre could respond, Duo jumped in, slinging a arm over Quatre's shoulder. "Hai! Q-man here has been going on a few dates with Renee!" He grinned again. "What about you two? Have you gone on a date yet? You've only been living together for two years! Don't tell me you're to weak to ask her Wu-man!"


"Wait a minute." Musha held up a hand, not noticing Wufei's embarrassment and totally ignoring Duo. "You're dating, Quatre? Already? I mean...someone other than... Tensei?"


"Look, can we please talk about business?" Quatre's voice came out quickly, as if trying to cover something up. But sorrow and guilt flickered in the depths of his eyes.


Musha stared at him in shock, her statement darkening with anger. "I thought... the two of you shared a stronger bond than that..."


"Musha..."


"Hey!" Elizabeth looked around. "Where's Renee?"
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She ran, willing her legs to go faster and paying no heed to the burning in her lungs and legs. She had a chance to get away and she was as sure as hell going to take it!
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Wufei paused before entering, casting a quick glance to Musha who was standing right behind him. "Are you sure you want to go in-"


"Hai!" She snapped, eyes hardening. She'd been that way ever since they'd spoken with Quatre last night. "I can handle it."


The two of them stepped inside, none of them showing their obvious discomfort or uncertainty. Although, Wufei was making sure to stay a step or two in front of Musha, as if trying to protect her.


As they past, an officer looked up and nodded. Without so much as a word, he pushed a button and opened a heavily locked door, allowing the two of them to enter into the darkened room.  In the center sat a man, not moving. Just, sitting there, muttering to himself.


"This is the person we're suppose to question." Wufei looked at the person before them, his face disgusted. "We'll be lucky to get so much as a name out of him."


Just then, he looked up, his eyes wild. "You shouldn't whisper! 'Cause I can hear everything you say!"
He lay back on the floor and said in a singsong voice. "I know everything!"


"Right." Musha murmured, her eyes finally adjusting to the dark. "Do you know who we are then?"


"Of course!" He sat up again and pointed a twisted finger at Musha. "You're the murderer! Samantha Ling!"