OHAYOU EVERYBODY! For u guys neways, it's most likely in da morning right
now.. ^_^ but me still chipper! Uh... least I pretend to be!
Emily Hato: thanks again for the review, think you got a lot of words in, and I only update cuz I don't have much of a life ~_^ or maybe I do, but ya gotta luv Gundam Wing life too! ...and don't worry, k? Big fat Mr. Theonardo will get his own soon..
Annie Maxwell: see, think you may be missing this, but MR. Theonardo's tied up duo, so. he CAN'T rip his heart out, but hey look on da bright side: if he does rip his heart out, there's so much blood on the walls that the police wouldn't be able to arrest Duo for murder cuz they wouldn't know who wuz killed.. All he's gotta do is hide the body...
May go up to R within the next two chapters, cuz there's going to be attempted rape and duo/hiiro lime, maybe lemon but I'll have to get feedback for that cuz I don't know if lemon will fit with this.. HINT HINT: R&R! Tell me if it sux, I don't care, but R&R&R&R&R&R&R&R&R!!!!!
Okie now I think we can actually start the story again.
Ch. 5 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I was in the WORST possible place I'd been in since the time I went to the Nascar stadium and was almost crushed by 400-pound drunk men... actually not to different from my situation now... need a review on that? Mr. Theonardo IS a 400-pound man, and I think he is about to crush me.. I won't let him though.
I bared my teeth at the approaching slob. "Don't you dare do anything to me, or you'll find yourself in quite a bit of trouble." I growled at him, as savagely as I could muster. "Oh, Mr. Maxwell, I wouldn't dream of touching you. You are to be an audience." He clapped his hands twice, and one of the strong musclemen went back into what seemed to be the only other room in the house, and came back out with a boy of about 11 with long platinum blond hair tied back in a ponytail. My mouth dried as I realized it was Solo. the Solo. He was alive, and that was enough to send me into a cry of joy, even in the midst of this dark hour, just to see his beautiful face. This did not seem to please Mr. Theonardo very much at all though. "oh, Mr. Maxwell, you find this amusing, do you? Well, trust me, this play you are watching will soon not be so fun. At least, not for YOU." He turned his back on me and faced the smaller boy. "now, mr. Solo, for you." Solo did not turn his head, did not quiver, showed no sign of any emotion except utter defeat. He has done this before, I realized, a great well of guilt welling up within me. I was not there to help him, and I've wrecked my one chance, and now, I'm going to join him and there's nothing I can do about it. I glanced back over at Solo, only to find his slim figure covered by Mr. Theonardo, who seemed to be working on taking off Solo's ragged shirt. I looked away, I couldn't stand it. Unshed tears hung inside my eyes, tears I never let fall. Big boys don't cry. I said to myself. I dimly heard Mr. Theonardo grunting as he dismissed all foreplay and plunged into my brother, letting loose a faint cry from Solo. "ahh..no... Duo help me!"
I was back on the streets, watching Solo be dragged away. nothing I could do , nothing I could say, watching as Solo reached out to me, his brother , his protection, and again I was failing, again I could do nothing but watch ...
Suddenly, I felt the blood boil in me again. I lifted my sweat- streaked head and glared at the now nude Mr. Theonardo (1), and I felt my hands rip through the ropes binding me. Quickly I knelt, flipping out the dagger I had hidden in my hair, and cut loose my feet. My heart pounded heavily as I twisted around, goring a guard with the small piece of steel, my braid whipping around behind me. I was yelling, yelling for all I had done, not done, for all the times I had just stood and watched, no more of that. I sliced through the other guard behind me, who was attempting to break my back with a large piece of broken-off mortar from the fireplace. The chunk of material fell on his head instead, delivering a sickening CRUNCH. It was music to my ears.
Mr. Theonardo turned around to see a angry purple-eyed boy wielding a dagger coming towards him. I have no idea how, but suddenly he had a gun, the same gun I had used against him was pressed up to my chest. "oh Mr. Maxwell, you killed my two favorite gaurds. You will have to pay for that I'm afraid." Taking the gun, I pushed it in farther into my stomach. " after what I've seen, I don't want to live anyways."
"wish granted." He smiled slightly as he pulled the trigger back. I fell down in a heap, my own blood pooling around me. I was drowsy.. My eyes were blacking out.. Sleep... no more failures, no more wishes... if wishes were fishes..mmm... soon I would be away.. No good. Just then, I saw Heero, my Heero, hurtling through the door. I could not call out, only watch again as he pelted onto the sicko who had done this, who had caused all this pain. I saw him pick up my dagger and stab him again and again and again, before falling into darkness and oblivion.
TBC... HEERO TO THE RESUE!!! YAY!!! But is he too late????
(1)- isn't that a pleasant image???
Looks like 1 or 2 more chapters, and then this story will be over.. I think I'll keep it PG-13 for one more chappie.
R&R!! (just had to have that last word.)
Emily Hato: thanks again for the review, think you got a lot of words in, and I only update cuz I don't have much of a life ~_^ or maybe I do, but ya gotta luv Gundam Wing life too! ...and don't worry, k? Big fat Mr. Theonardo will get his own soon..
Annie Maxwell: see, think you may be missing this, but MR. Theonardo's tied up duo, so. he CAN'T rip his heart out, but hey look on da bright side: if he does rip his heart out, there's so much blood on the walls that the police wouldn't be able to arrest Duo for murder cuz they wouldn't know who wuz killed.. All he's gotta do is hide the body...
May go up to R within the next two chapters, cuz there's going to be attempted rape and duo/hiiro lime, maybe lemon but I'll have to get feedback for that cuz I don't know if lemon will fit with this.. HINT HINT: R&R! Tell me if it sux, I don't care, but R&R&R&R&R&R&R&R&R!!!!!
Okie now I think we can actually start the story again.
Ch. 5 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I was in the WORST possible place I'd been in since the time I went to the Nascar stadium and was almost crushed by 400-pound drunk men... actually not to different from my situation now... need a review on that? Mr. Theonardo IS a 400-pound man, and I think he is about to crush me.. I won't let him though.
I bared my teeth at the approaching slob. "Don't you dare do anything to me, or you'll find yourself in quite a bit of trouble." I growled at him, as savagely as I could muster. "Oh, Mr. Maxwell, I wouldn't dream of touching you. You are to be an audience." He clapped his hands twice, and one of the strong musclemen went back into what seemed to be the only other room in the house, and came back out with a boy of about 11 with long platinum blond hair tied back in a ponytail. My mouth dried as I realized it was Solo. the Solo. He was alive, and that was enough to send me into a cry of joy, even in the midst of this dark hour, just to see his beautiful face. This did not seem to please Mr. Theonardo very much at all though. "oh, Mr. Maxwell, you find this amusing, do you? Well, trust me, this play you are watching will soon not be so fun. At least, not for YOU." He turned his back on me and faced the smaller boy. "now, mr. Solo, for you." Solo did not turn his head, did not quiver, showed no sign of any emotion except utter defeat. He has done this before, I realized, a great well of guilt welling up within me. I was not there to help him, and I've wrecked my one chance, and now, I'm going to join him and there's nothing I can do about it. I glanced back over at Solo, only to find his slim figure covered by Mr. Theonardo, who seemed to be working on taking off Solo's ragged shirt. I looked away, I couldn't stand it. Unshed tears hung inside my eyes, tears I never let fall. Big boys don't cry. I said to myself. I dimly heard Mr. Theonardo grunting as he dismissed all foreplay and plunged into my brother, letting loose a faint cry from Solo. "ahh..no... Duo help me!"
I was back on the streets, watching Solo be dragged away. nothing I could do , nothing I could say, watching as Solo reached out to me, his brother , his protection, and again I was failing, again I could do nothing but watch ...
Suddenly, I felt the blood boil in me again. I lifted my sweat- streaked head and glared at the now nude Mr. Theonardo (1), and I felt my hands rip through the ropes binding me. Quickly I knelt, flipping out the dagger I had hidden in my hair, and cut loose my feet. My heart pounded heavily as I twisted around, goring a guard with the small piece of steel, my braid whipping around behind me. I was yelling, yelling for all I had done, not done, for all the times I had just stood and watched, no more of that. I sliced through the other guard behind me, who was attempting to break my back with a large piece of broken-off mortar from the fireplace. The chunk of material fell on his head instead, delivering a sickening CRUNCH. It was music to my ears.
Mr. Theonardo turned around to see a angry purple-eyed boy wielding a dagger coming towards him. I have no idea how, but suddenly he had a gun, the same gun I had used against him was pressed up to my chest. "oh Mr. Maxwell, you killed my two favorite gaurds. You will have to pay for that I'm afraid." Taking the gun, I pushed it in farther into my stomach. " after what I've seen, I don't want to live anyways."
"wish granted." He smiled slightly as he pulled the trigger back. I fell down in a heap, my own blood pooling around me. I was drowsy.. My eyes were blacking out.. Sleep... no more failures, no more wishes... if wishes were fishes..mmm... soon I would be away.. No good. Just then, I saw Heero, my Heero, hurtling through the door. I could not call out, only watch again as he pelted onto the sicko who had done this, who had caused all this pain. I saw him pick up my dagger and stab him again and again and again, before falling into darkness and oblivion.
TBC... HEERO TO THE RESUE!!! YAY!!! But is he too late????
(1)- isn't that a pleasant image???
Looks like 1 or 2 more chapters, and then this story will be over.. I think I'll keep it PG-13 for one more chappie.
R&R!! (just had to have that last word.)