Mel: YATTA!!!!!! IDEA!!!!!! Don't slow me down with the mindless babble now! I must type!!!!!
Disclamer… er….. disclaimer: *see previous chapters….*
Warnings: Uh… same as before, with a little clarification. Shounen ai in chapters to come… 2+4, 3+4, 4+?, and hints of 1+2… ^_^() A little bit of everything, ne?
Mel: And now… introducing.…..
Porcelain Doll
Chapter 3
Mel: AND THE CROUD GOES WILD!!!!!!!
Duo placed his hand on the door to Quatre's room. It had been five hours since they had arrived at his mansion on Earth in Europe, and he still hadn't woken up. Hesitantly, Duo opened the door and slid into the room. Quatre looked like an angel. The bed was covered in dark blue sheets, showing off his pale skin and platinum blond hair. Duo hated OZ for injuring such a beautiful creature.
"I'm sorry Quat. I wish it could have been me in that cockpit…" Duo sat down gently on the edge of the bed, and brushed Quatre's bangs off of his forehead with the side of his hand. The small boy stirred slightly, and Duo jerked back with surprise.
"Nani? Who's that?" Quatre opened his glassy grey eyes, and reached out with his hands. Duo stopped breathing for a moment as Quatre put his hands on Duo's stomach, and lightly slid them up to his face. Duo leaned forward slightly, letting Quatre have a better reach. Quatre's hands slid back, and tangled themselves in Duo's braid. "Duo?" Duo smiled at his angel, and sat back. Quatre bolted upright as his hands left Duo. "Well? Who is it?" Duo tried to think of some way to explain his silence to Quatre so he wouldn't be afraid.
"Huh? Oh, sorry Q. I spaced out there for a minute." Quatre relaxed a bit, then lowered himself against the bed again. "So, how are you feeling?" Quatre laughed slightly and turned his head toward Duo.
"I can't feel a thing. Is it just me or have we had this conversation before?" Duo laughed as well, and pulled a sandwich off of the bedside table.
"Well, at least you can move. Do you want something to eat?" Quatre nodded.
"Yeah, I'm hungry."
"How about a tuna sandwich?" Quatre paused.
"Is that because you don't know how to cook anything else, or because it's what you have in your hand?" Duo opened his mouth to make a comeback, and to rant about 'I can too cook!', but before he could, Quatre reached out and took the sandwich out of his hands.
"Hey! First you insult me, then you take my lunch!" Quatre smiled, and took a bite out of the tasty treat.
"Well, I have to say; if nothing else, you do make good tuna sandwiches." Duo shook his head, and watched as Quatre ate his first meal in days.
"Feel better?" Quatre licked his fingers, and smiled at Duo.
"Well, considering I couldn't feel anything at all before I ate, I don't think I can answer that." Duo slid the sheet down until Quatre's swollen chest was exposed. Quatre winced as Duo gently rubbed the skin around the injury. "I'm starting to wish the codeine hadn't worn off…"
"Is there anything else I can do for you?"
"Hai, I have three questions. Which mansion are we in?"
"Uh, one on Earth, in Europe…. Not sure where…." Quatre nodded to himself, then continued.
"Is Trowa alright?" Duo sighed.
"He's still confined to the bed until we can get his leg in a cast, but other than that, he's fine." Quatre looked at Duo quizzically. "He was shot twice. The first passed through his right shoulder, so Heero cleaned it, and stitched it up for him. The second shattered his kneecap, and buried itself in the joint. We're waiting for permission to call a doctor." Quatre nodded again.
"Which room is he in?"
"Hmm… let's see… He's stuffed in the second broom closet on the left when you first come in the front door…" Quatre attempted to keep a serious expression on his face, but failed miserably.
"Duo!"
"Alright, alright. He's on the 500th floor in bedroom number 89524. He even has 5 bathrooms of his own."
"Duo, cut it out!"
"I'm serious! I don't see how anyone could live in this place! It's huge!! I needed a map just to find the front door!" Quatre shook his head.
"It's not that hard. Besides, you could always ask one of the maids to help you." Duo laughed slightly.
"I can think of a few things the maids could help me with…"
"Duo!" Quatre smiled. "I can't believe you!"
"Yeah, well, I try…"
"You never answered my question." Duo placed his hand on Quatre's head, and moved the soft hair just enough to notice a thin scab above his temple, hidden in his hairline.
"I'm not going tell you, because then you'll want to get out of bed to see him." Quatre stiffened at this remark.
"I can find my way through this house…" Duo stood up, and prepared to leave the room.
"No. You need to stay in bed. I'm going to go downstairs now, I'll be up to check on you in a little while."
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Quatre waited until he was sure Duo had left the room, then he sat up and slid his feet off of the bed. Each of the bedrooms in his mansion were set up differently, so if he could gather enough information about the room, he could figure out where he was in the house. First, he put his hand to the side of the bed to see what was on the table. Quatre nearly fell off of the bed after his hands ran into air. There was obviously no table on this side. That was good, because it ruled out most of the rooms in the house. Quatre flipped over to the other side, and found the table. Sighing, he sat down on that side, and felt his hand rest on a block-like object. Picking it up, Quatre established that it was a book, paperback. Quatre replaced the book and sighed. That hadn't been as helpful as he had hoped. He reached out a little further to see where the wall was. When he didn't run into one, he stood up and took a few steps away from the bed.
"Itai!" Quatre ran into a large piece of wooden furniture, and stumbled back a bit. The good news was, there were only three rooms that he could be in now. If there was a window behind the headboard of the bed, he would know exactly where he was. He made his way back to the bed, and put his hand on the surface behind it. It was cold and smooth, like glass. Quatre smiled triumphantly, then formed a picture of the room in his mind. One of the reasons Quatre was such a good gundam pilot was because of his excellent spatial perception. He could picture things in his mind, and they would be exactly like they were in reality…. most of the time…..
Quatre stood up and walked towards the door with a hand out in front of him. He wouldn't have had to do that if it weren't for the fact that he didn't know whether the door was open or not. Quatre's hand had passed the point where it would have run into the door, were it closed. He walked into the doorway, and felt beside him to make sure he knew were he was. He could feel the doorframe about an inch away from where he thought it would be. He reconstructed his mental image accordingly, then headed down the hallway.
'Let's see…. They put me on the second floor… so Trowa's probably here too…. They probably put him closer to the stairs….' Quatre walked down the hallway, pausing every few doors to see if his mental image was still correct. When he got to the section by the stairs, he began to check every bedroom. Trowa was most likely awake, so he would probably see Quatre if he passed by his room.
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Trowa looked up as the door to his bedroom opened. A blond head peered into the room.
"Quatre?" Trowa slid himself further up on the bed until he could sit. Quatre walked into the room, and faced the bed. Trowa stared at him in surprise. "Wh-what are you doing here?" "I wanted to know how you were doing." Quatre walked up beside Trowa, and put his hand out to the side. "Trowa? What happened to the chair here?" Trowa stared dumbly at Quatre for a minute, then looked around the room. "There's one on the other side of the bed…. Can't you see it?" Quatre laughed and shook his head, making his beautiful blond hair dance in the light. "No. If I could, I wouldn't have asked you, now would I?" Trowa watched as Quatre walked around the bed, and sat down on the chair. He could barely tell that the boy still lacked the gift of sight. "How do you feel?" "I've seen worse." Trowa winced as he tried to turn towards Quatre. "Aside from the two flesh wounds, I pulled a few muscles in my left arm." Quatre stood up and walked around behind the chair, then put his hands on the top drawer of the bureau. "I think there's some Advil in here if you want it. I don't think it would help much with your knee though…" Trowa nodded slightly, then realized that the blond boy couldn't see him. "Yes, Arigatō." Quatre shuffled through the contents of the drawer, until he pulled out two small medicine bottles. "I-I can't tell which one it is…. You're going to have to tell me…." Quatre seemed embarrassed by this fact. He bit his tongue slightly as Trowa reached out and took the smaller of the two bottles, curious as to what it was. "Quatre? Why do you have sleeping pills?" "Hmm? Oh, they're not mine. One of the maids… Kayla, I think… has a sleeping disorder. She uses them." Quatre took the bottle back from Trowa and pocketed it. "I'll have to give it to her later. Then this must be the Advil…. Right?" Trowa took the other bottle and opened the cap, letting two of the small brown pills tumble into his hand. "I'll take that as a yes." "Quatre! What the hell are you doing out of bed?" Quatre flinched at Duo's angry tone before turning to face him. "I was just talking with Trowa." "I told you to stay put! You could have hurt yourself!" Quatre stood up and walked towards the door frame.
"I'm fine Duo, really." Duo grabbed onto Quatre's arm lightly, and guided him back to his room, fussing over him the whole time.
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"So, when does he get here?" Heero frowned at Duo's impatient tone. The braided boy had been looming over Heero's shoulder the entire time he was on the phone, bouncing impatiently on his heels. "They said they could send a doctor within the next three hours." Duo visibly shrank at this news. "Three whole hours?" "Hai." "But… But… Why so long?" Heero sighed and sat down in his chair. "What do you want?" Duo's face went completely blank, before his eyes adopted a thoroughly confused look. "Nani?" "You obviously aren't this worried about Trowa. So what is it?" "…" "You want the doctor to look at Quatre as well, ne?" Heero shook his head, and headed for the kitchen. "Oi, Hee-chan! What's that supposed to mean?" Heero closed his eyes, ignoring the braided boy bouncing around him. "Heeeeee-chan!" "I know you like him. You don't have to do that." Duo's hyper mask seemed to shatter instantly at those words. "Y-you….. I-I…. NANI?!?!?! Where the hell did you come up with that idea?!?!?!" Heero picked up an apple, and shoved it into Duo's mouth, before turning to leave. Duo simply stared at the Japanese boy, stunned. To be continued… Mel: …eventually…. Tsuru: *laughs* Mel: Well, I don't see you jumping to help! Tsuru: *ignores her* Mel: She's been like this since winter break. I think there's going to be a muse for sale soon…. *glares daggers at Tsuru* Tsuru: *ignores her* Mel: Someone want to tell me what a wonderful job I've been doing? Readers: *ignore her* Mel: ….. Is this some kind of an epidemic? Silence Mel: Am I that boring? Tsuru: Hai. Mel: YAYNESS!!!! She said something!!!!!! Tsuru: …. Mel: … Tsuru…. Mel: … Tsuru: ….
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