Blah, sorry for taking so long to update!!! I really should try to work harder on this, I know...I have a list of excuses, but I'm sure you don't want to hear them.
On the super bright side, I found a website to post my fanart at!!! I don't have much up yet, but I'm working at getting more posted. The address is www.mediaminer.org and my pen name is still Melyn the Otaku! ^^ go check out some of my other work, ok it's artwork but still...
Anywho...I'll stop talking and get on with the story...
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Chapter 6: Confessions
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He was caught. There was no two ways about it. He had fallen for their trap and they caught him. They had all seen him in his truest form now, and by the looks on all their faces, they either wanted to run in utter fear of what he was or kill him.
Either which way seemed better than having them stand around him and gawk like they were now. It made him feel like an animal in the zoo.
Out of the usually composed group (who was now in a frenzy), Wufei was the calmest, but that didn't say much. He was usually calm in these kind of situations. Not like this is an everyday occurrence, but he was very composed.
He sat back in his chair with a bemused look as the other pilots screamed out questions a million a minute in his highly sensitive ears. It seemed Wufei was enjoying watching him under this pressure.
Either that or he just dipped into his batch of ancient Chinese herbal medicines again... Last time he took some of those he was so out of it Duo just took a hundred bucks from his wallet as he watched.
The others continued to yell on and on. He couldn't take much more of this. The looks...The questions...The everything. It was just too much for him. Duo put his hands over his ears and shut his eyes in a futile attempt to block it out. But it still just kept coming with out any signs of stopping. No one notice him right now. They just saw him. They just couldn't see what this was doing to him..."Shut up..." He growled under his breath.
They just continued to talk.
"Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!" Duo screamed with unshed tear in his eyes. His hands shook as he pulled at his hair. "Everybody just shut up!"
The three pilots shut their mouths.
"One question at a time..." His voice shook as did his whole body. He released his hair and slowly laid his arms on the table. "I can't think with all the noise..." He rested his head on his arms and closed his eyes.
The reality of them finding out what he was, was settling slowly into his mind. He knew it was only a matter of time before he slipped up. He just hoped the slip would be in twenty or so years.
He was a monster. A destroyer of lives, and not only through death was his will done. He was also a torturer.
He was a monster both physically and mentally by all definitions. Most of the people he knew now would deny it. They would say he wasn't a monster. It was a war and he has to kill. But his soul was soaked in the blood of the innocents.
Physically he was a monster told in legend. He was a manipulator and a thief. He was a murder and a traitor to his kind. He was evil.
He never did tell the truth...but at the same time he never did lie.
Duo Maxwell was a wolf spirit. He was a smart wolf who learned to run and hide and survive on his own.
Heero touched one of Duo's wolf ears. "What exactly are you?"
"A wolf." Duo murmured into the wooden table. "Isn't that obvious?"
"Well...yes." Quatre still kept his distance from his fellow pilot. "How long have you been...or is this..." It seemed the Arabian was having trouble finding the right phrasing.
"How long have I been a monster?" Duo snorted. "I was born like this."
Silence invaded the room and left everyone not knowing what to say. No one moved. No one talked.
Quatre once again cleared his throat. "So you know who sent you that letter then." He looked down at his feet. As if he were the one to be ashamed.
Duo felt like laughing in spite of everything that was happening. Quatre was still Quatre and somehow he felt this was in part his fault. Duo suddenly remembered he was asked a question. "No." He shook his head. "Not a clue on who sent it."
"Do you know what it means?" Trowa seemed to be calmer now. Maybe it was because he felt they could handle this like any other mission. Duo had to admit that was a calming thought to him as well.
"Yes." He mumbled
"What does it mean?" Trowa inched closer.
Duo locked eyes with the green eyed man. "You don't want to hear what it means." He glanced over to Heero. "And don't try to think you will get me to tell you. It's not important."
"Was it a threat?" Quatre's blue eyes widened.
"I'm not telling." Duo gave a look that told the others he was sincere about not telling them. He was going to stick to his word.
From what they had all seen this evening, Duo was good at not telling them things. They all figured Duo would blab on and on about anything to do with his life. They knew that Duo had secrets. They respected his privacy and never asked. They too had things they didn't want anyone else to know about, but now it seemed they underestimated the American.
Questions started to form in their minds. If duo had kept this from them, how old was he? Was he also a liar? Did he really live on L2? Was the beast sitting in front of them really what Duo was like, or was this a rouge to get them to trust him. Would he kill them in the night--
"I'm not bad." Duo choked out. His voice cracked. He swallowed hard and continued. "I'm really Duo. I'm the same person you saw yesterday and the day before that and the day before that." He looked down at the table. "Just, please, stop staring at me like that..."
They all looked away, suddenly feeling mortified of what they were doing. Of course Duo was the same. If he wanted to kill them, he could have done it long ago.
"Sorry." Quatre forced a smile. It was obvious they still didn't trust him.
Duo smiled faintly back.
Quatre timidly moved towards Duo and tried to decide whether or not to pat him on the back. "I really am, Duo I--"
Quatre was cut off by the sound of smashing glass. Everyone jumped at the sound in the cold silence they were in. "What was that?" Wufei jumped out of his chair, totally aware of what was going on.
"Quatre! You and Duo stay in the kitchen!" Trowa ordered and ran to the source of the smash. Heero and Wufei followed.
Duo got out of his chair and walked over to the door leading to the hallway. Quatre stood behind him as they peered out.
It seemed a window was what broke in the darkened living room. Heero stood next to the window and looked out, trying to find the person who did it, most likely.
Trowa knelt down on the floor examining something the other two couldn't see. Wufei was next to him. The two were talking so low Quatre couldn't hear.
But Duo could.
"What was it?" Wufei whispered.
Trowa shook his head. "A brick with a note..." There was silence. Trowa must have been removing the note from the brick. " 'We're gonna get you, Duo.' " He read off.
The two exchanged a look. "Think it's connected to the first?"
"What else could it be?" Trowa shoved the threat into his pocket. "Don't tell Duo. I would upset him more."
"The bastards are gone." Heero let go of the curtain he was holding.
Trowa and Wufei stood up and turned back to the kitchen. Trowa shrugged. "Rock threw the window. Must have been a prank."
'And I was born yesterday.' Duo decided this was as good of a time as any and put his jester's mask back on. "Damn! Can't those kids think of anything original? I could give them some good pointers!" He smirked.
"That's just what this world needs, Duo. More pranksters like you."
"Hey! I'm just saying I could give them original ideas! Throwing rocks threw windows is about as old of a prank as I am!"
Everyone stared blankly, not getting the joke. "Nevermind..." Duo muttered.
"I was really scared there!" Quatre seemed much better now.
Someone else was talking, but Duo's mind was on the brick in the living room. Whoever did it meant for Duo to hear that threat. The problem was, Duo had made many enemies in his long lifetime. It would be hard to find out who it was...
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Sooooooooo sorry I didn't finish this sooner! I tried! I really did!
As a note, the "ancient Chinese herbal medicine" is a long running joke between a friend and I on China's history with the Britain. If you get the joke, good for you! You know about history! You get a treat!
Well, I'll try to get the next chapter out *much* sooner than this one did. Winter break is coming up so I'll probably post a lot of new stuff.
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