----- Chapter 2: Success, or is it? -----

Lei sighed. He heard Wei returning back to his lab door. "Wei, I said no visitors." He said in a tired voice, before Wei could knock. "No sir, not that. Mr. Hiiragizawa dropped the medicine you wished for off. And your old friend Mr. Yamazaki has a letter for you." Said the butler. Lei seemed to jump at this and he walked to the door. His tie was loose. shirt untucked. and he looked like a mess. So he straightened himself up the best he could, ran his hand back through his hair and opened the door.

"Here you are sir." Wei said, handing Dr. Lei the bag and envelope. Lei took it and started to shut the door, realizing that would be rude and opened it. "Thank you very much Wei." And shut the door.

Wei, however, stopped it with his foot and cleared his throat. "Sir."

"What is it?"

"Your fiancée sir. She is worried. I am worried. Everyone is worried sir. What is it you are doing in there?"

"I've told you a million times Wei, I am just doing some experiments. Nothing to worry about." Lei said in his tired voice, while fingering the chemical. He turned it in front of his brown eyes and glanced at Wei. "Thank you for your concern though. Good night Wei." Lei nodded and Wei finally let him shut the door.

Lei knew the truth though. There was a lot to worry about. Lei had a theory. Everyone is not only one, but two. Another person in you, that which shown can either be good. or pure evil. Lei wanted to create some sort of chemical that will show the other side of you. And for the past month, he had been using himself as a guinea pig for his experiments. Shots. needles. potions. medicines. It was an insane theory, and anyone who found out about his experiments would think of him mad. This was why he was insisting to be left alone.

He was giving up after this. The whole point was that Xiulang wanted to know if his side was good or bad. He had tried everything. Everything. His body was tired of everything. So tonight was it. if this didn't work then he was going to give the theory up and announce it untrue.

Once again he loosened his clothes to get comfortable and walked to his desk. Tubes, bottles, glasses of all sorts. filled with colored liquids. The one in his hand was red. He sighed and rubbed the back of his neck after setting the bottle down.

When doing experiments, one must journal everything. From getting a paper towel, to applying liquid. Lei picked up his journal and sat in the armchair at the desk. He scanned it over to see where he had left off. There was a sigh . and he rubbed his forehead with his thumb and index.

You see, when you repeat things over and over again it gets boring. and you just want everything to get done. Plus, it was another injection or liquid Lei was going to have to swallow. He thought the liquid tasted awful, so he did the injections often. But Lei wasn't fond of needles. so there was no break.

He stood and set the journal down. picking up different tubes and bottles. pouring them all into one tube. Every once in a while he would glance at the journal to see if he was on track. There was always a chance that Lei could put too much of one thing and make a poison of some sort. Or even more hazardous than a poison.

It took him at least 30 minutes to prep the liquid. It was an awful purple color now. and Lei could smell the foul stench, he cringed at it, and reached for the red chemical that Eriol had fetched for him. He sighed; hoping this time it would work and poured drop by drop of the red into the purple. It bubbled and fizzed. Turning a lime green color.

"Oh god it smells like sulfur." Lei said to him self. He decided an injection would be for the better. He picked up a clean needled and stuck the tip in the liquid. Sucking it up into the tube. It was ready. now all Lei had to do was inject himself with it and see if it would work. But that was easier said than done.

He rolled his sleeve up and washed the area where his arm bent with a little cotton ball. He lifted the needle.

Took a deep breath.

Touched the tip of the needle to his skin.

Bit his bottom lip.

And pushed it in. He watched the liquid squeeze into the vein. his hand tightened. And his eyes shut. There was a sudden sharp stab of pain and he gasped for air from it. It was like a knife on fire had been stabbed into his stomach. it felt like fish wee swimming through his veins and beetles were crawling under his skin. he fell. To his knees and grabbed his head after ripping the shot out. "OH GOD" He yelled, holding his stomach and shaking violently. he felt his bones grinding and things growing and shrinking. Everything was painful. till finally it stopped.