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Different Worlds, Same hearts Chapter ten
Heero stroked Duo's sweat covered forehead with gentle care. Duo's brown hair had been matted to the side and his face drenched in liquid. His skin was a pale, sickly white, almost unnatural. He hadn't moved in hours and if it wasn't for the rise and fall of his chest, one might not have thought him to be alive. In fact, the rise and fall was so minuet that it was barely visible.
Heero had no words as he gazed upon the elf he loved. And wasn't quite sure when love had snuck up on him, and he hadn't had a clue it could hurt so much. It simply had appeared one day, without warning. It had begun with lust but now was developing love, as if it was a person of it's own. Every time he gazed upon the face of the heir to the northern elves thrown, he felt something deep within his stomach he couldn't explain. It felt weird, as if many butterflies were fluttering around inside of him, or bubble floating around. But as it was weird, it was also enjoyable. It gave him a sense of reality and something to cling onto, something he had not had before their meeting.
"I don't know what to say." Heero whispered quietly. He held Duo's right hand in his left strongly. "I want- I need you to get better." The prince remained quiet and unmoving. "Because if you don't, I just don't know what I'd . . ." He broke off.
"I see you've discovered fate." Milliardo said quietly from the doorway. The tall blonde had entered just moments before and felt it necessary to speak right away.
"What do you mean?" Heero did not relinquish his grasp on Duo's hand, but simply turned his head to the fallen God.
Milliardo smiled and pressed himself off the wall. "It is very interesting that you have discovered fate and how to change it, without actually knowing." Heero looked at him with just a hint of anger, he hated when people spoke in riddle to him. "Let me put it this way instead, so you might understand it. Fate is inevitable, you cannot stop fate and to try is futile. But fate can be manipulated, changed if you will. Certain events can be shaped or altered so that the main objective is still reached, but the facts surrounding it are not as they would have been before.
"For example, the battle and blood shed that has passed over this kingdom for now. Fate had predetermined everything that we know, and some things we do not know. Fate is much like life its self, in the way that we might have judgment passed over us. Fate needs champions for the final battle, and of those champions all must be in touch with life. Fate determined that you would need to acknowledge the world as something more then just a place to live and exist, and it saw Duo as the perfect way to teach that to you."
Heero rolled the words over in his head. "So Duo can't die, right?" He asked, hopeful.
"In that assumption you are wrong. Fate and death are two very different things. When I compare fate to something that lives, I mean it in the highest degree. Fate can often be rash and act without thought; causing death, war and unseen consequences." Milliardo moved across the room, stepping evenly and carefully. "But Duo is a strong individual, and as fate can be cruel, it can also be generous. You and Duo are meant to be together, your hearts knew before they told you so."
Milliardo stood next to Duo's bed. "You are needed in the main hall." Heero looked suspiciously at him.
"I'll catch the recap from Quatre."
Milliardo shook his head. "No, you don't understand. That little display you had on the battlefield announced the two of you as life partners, lovers and mates. Since Duo is unable to attend the crowning of Quatre to king, you must go and represent the both of you. If you do not attend Duo's name will be tarnished in this kingdom and others."
"But we're not lovers! I care deeply for him and I suspect how he feels for me, but that is it!" Heero looked sharply at Duo as if he was afraid their conversation had woken him, he almost wish it had.
"It doesn't matter, if you do not appear more troubles will arise." Heero nodded slowly and released Duo's hand.
"I'll be back." He whispered and pressed a kiss to Duo's sweaty forehead. "And then I'll tell you all about Quatre becoming king." And as he expected, the sleeping boy gave no answer. "You won't leave his side?" Heero asked Milliardo. "I don't want him to be left alone." Milliardo nodded and took Heero's seat.
Heero slipped into the main hall must mere seconds after the ceremony had begun. He stood near the back, WuFei only a few feet from him. The room was warmed and even with such short notice it was decorated with grand things. In the center of the room stood Quatre and the council, apparently they weren't waiting time.
"How is Duo?" WuFei stepped silently closer to him.
"From what I can tell, he's not getting any better." Heero watched a large crown being placed upon Quatre's head. Strangely the crown looked bigger when placed upon the small prince turned king. "I'm worried."
"I ask Quatre be allowed the see Duo by himself soon." Trowa asked, standing on the other side of Heero.
Heero nodded, as much as he wanted to keep Duo to himself, he understood that Quatre had known Duo much longer and had one of the few rights. "I'm sorry about Cathy." Heero met Trowa's eyes. "The three of us grew up together and I hoped we would grow old together. But we will remember her together." Trowa neither nodded nor spoke against Heero's words; he simply turned his eyes back to Quatre's form, a strange look upon his face.
What seemed like hours later, to Heero, the ceremonies were finished and Quatre was making his way over to their group. WuFei slipped away silently and Heero suspected he was going to see Duo. "You've been to see him?" Quatre asked with a small voice.
"Yes." Heero acknowledged Quatre. "When you go and see him take care, his appearance is disturbing. I'm scared for his life." Quatre nodded solemnly. He hadn't known Heero for very long, and it was known that Druids didn't usually get along with anyone but the forest animals; still, there was something about Heero that grabbed his attention. Maybe he was beginning to see the friendship qualities in Heero; Much like Duo had begun to see something more in Heero before they even knew each others names.
"Guards!!!!" Quatre whipped around at the familiar scream. "Guards now!" WuFei came sprinting into the room, a look of sheer terror upon his features. Knowing he had caught the attention of those in the room he began to sprint from where he had come from, but this time a dozen men and women followed after him. This included Quatre, Trowa and a much panicked Heero.
Quatre pressed his lips together hard and stepped cautiously over the dead bodies of guards, the guards in charge of standing watch at Duo's door. "What has happened?" Quatre demanded, out of breath.
"I don't know your highness." WuFei instructed the guards to throw their weight against the door.
"Someone has murdered these guards and locked themselves in the room with Prince Duo." A guard informed the new King. "We know that there are more then two in there, for we have heard them talking." Quatre nodded and stepped up the door.
"This is the King, I will not harm you if you unlock this door right away. Our friend is injured and he must have medical care." Quatre tried not to sound desperate, though he very much was. There were hushed voices and Quatre placed his ear on the door. "I swear on my word you will not be harmed, but please let us aid him."
Quatre's eyes widened when he heard a soft elven voice, speaking her natural tongue. Quatre looked immediately over to WuFei who nodded in agreement. "Solaris, we didn't mean for Duo to be hurt!" Trowa looked sharply at Heero as Quatre pounded on the door. "Open up, before you do something that cannot be repaired!"
"Lieiso." Came the soft reply.
"I don't have time to play with you, Solaris, it's me, Quatre!" There was only silence.
"I don't care what my mother said." She spoke now in the tongue they all understood. "You've hurt him, and we will take him back home." Ignoring decorum, Heero shoved past Quatre to bang on the door.
"I don't care who you are, but open this door now!" Quatre shook his head.
"That's not going to solve anything." Quatre motioned for the guards to begin breaking the door down again. "Think about it, Solaris, There is a war coming up. The alliance has just settled, and if you do this there is no guarantee that I can honor it."
"I trusted you with him, Quatre, and you let him get hurt. He could die, Quatre, he could die!" The door gave way a bit and Quatre encouraged the guards.
"I'm going to put it nicely, Solaris, because we've been friends since my early years. I won't let you take Duo, and everyone in this castle will fight for him. And you'll kill him if you take him away. Solaris, he's soul bound to another." Heero looked quickly at Quatre. He wasn't aware anyone had known, he hadn't even known up until he felt them connect.
"And I suppose it was the fallen god in here that told you this." The guards stopped pushing as the door slowly unlocked. When Solaris stepped in front of them, jaws hit the floor. Solaris, first child born to the king and queen of the northern elves, and sister to Duo, stood with her head held high. She was by far the most beautiful female elf in all the lands, and though she knew it, she was not self-absorbed. One could almost say she was in denial of it. "Yes I have known you a long time, Quatre, and I have now seen you grow to be a king. But now with Solo dead it is very important that Duo remains safe. And if you cannot offer him protection, I and my race cannot allow him to stay."
Quatre embraced the taller woman and smiled crookedly. "You know you couldn't force him to leave us, you're his family by blood, but we're family too. Might we discuss some things up in my study?" Solaris nodded slowly. "I will have someone escort you and your guards up there." Quatre let it be known that the four other men standing just behind her were not forgotten.
"But she murdered!" A guard stepped forward pointed to a fallen comrade
"Not murdered." She said simply. "Merely sleeping, their chests still rise and fall if you looked carefully." She slowly exited, but not before narrowing her eyes at Heero who rushed forward to her brother. Apparently she had figured out who was bonded to her brother.
"Is he alright?" Quatre asked as Heero sat on the side of the young prince's bed. Heero placed the back of his hand on his forehead and brushed some of his brown hair away. "I don't know whether to be happy or sad. His condition hasn't changed, but at least it hasn't gotten worse."
Quatre dismissed the guards and shut the door lightly. Trowa was bending over Milliardo and when he was satisfied he rejoined WuFei, Duo and Heero next to Duo's bed.
"How did you know?" Heero asked Quatre.
"Know what?" The king said.
"That Duo and I have become soul bound much like yourself and Trowa." Quatre burst into laughter.
"I was bluffing." More laughter admitted from the new king. "I had no idea." Quatre straitened his clothing seconds later. "But it's nice to know Duo finally has someone to care for him. He's looked after his brother his whole life, it's about time someone loved him as much as he loved everyone else. I must go see Solaris now but don't worry, I'll be back to see Duo soon." Quatre placed a quick kiss onto Duo's forehead before leaving the room.
Just after Quatre left it became almost unbearable in the room. To Heero it felt as if the walls were closing in on him, it really wasn't helping the situation.
"Isn't there anything you can do with magic?" WuFei asked.
"No, Elven magic is quite different then Druid magic. If I was to put any more of my magic into his body, it could kill him. I took a major risk on the battlefield. Because I put all of my energy into Duo, he received some of my magic as well. I'm pretty sure that if anymore of my magic goes into him, it will mix with his own and he'd die of shock." He knelt next to Duo's bed. "But he's strong, he'll pull through."
Heero and Trowa watched as WuFei spun on his spot and raced from the room. "I believe he'll need some time. Some time to take in losing his best friend." Heero opened his mouth to object but Trowa stopped him. "He's lost his best friend, and I've lost mine to." He walked to the door and pulled it open. "I'll be with Quatre if you need anything."
"Don't you see?" Heero asked Duo. "Don't you see how many people love you and are depending on you? I might not have been here long but I can see how fragile this kingdom is right now. If you die, I'll die with you. When you're gone who will take care of WuFei and Quatre, Duo? They need you so much right now, I need you too."
Heero bent down to rest his head on Duo's chest. "I know I'm not the easiest person to talk to, and we did get off to a bad start, but there are so many things I need to say to you. I never thought I'd get along with an elf, let alone love him, but you proved me wrong. You're a remarkable person, so full of love and energy, how could you ever think people could live without you. Why did you step in the way of that attack? If I had died it wouldn't have been the end of the world, not like your death could bring. So for the sake of this kingdom, your people, Quatre and me, please don't die."
"You talk too much." Heero's head shot up in a panic as he looked into deep Amethyst orbs.
"You're awake!" In a rush Heero pressed his lips to Duo's and sealed his joy with a kiss. "I thought I'd lost you forever."
Duo shook his head weakly. "I'm an elf, I can take a lot." He paused and closed his eyes. Heero was almost afraid they wouldn't open again, until just seconds later they did. "And, I couldn't leave without saying I love you." Heero's eyes widened as Duo's head slumped back again, and this time his eyes didn't reopen.
"Why'd you come?"
"I don't know."
"Then leave."
"No."
"Please?"
"No."
"Then tell me why you're here."
"I wanted to see you."
"Why?"
"I don't know."
Sally sighed heavily and sank deeper into the bed. "Can't you at lease give me a response longer then one word to one sentence?" Her face was flushed and her fever raged on. She was very thankful at this stage she was able to distinguish between people. She couldn't imagine the embarrassment if he had come in and she thought him to be Lucrezia. "Please just leave, I'm tired, I ache and I just want to die." Coughs racked her body of its energy and WuFei winced at every one.
"I am sorry for become upset with you. I was angered in your deception, but it was no reason for getting mad at you like I did." He bowed deeply to her in respect.
"That's nice to know." She swayed her emotions neither left nor right, and remained passive. "Are you done?"
WuFei stood slowly. "I wish you to know, I still love you. Disregard our fight and open your heart to my love." WuFei paused waiting for her answer.
"I am glad to hear that." She answered carefully.
"Is it too late?" WuFei asked. "Is there any way-?"
"No, it is too late." Sally turned to her side as more coughs over took her. When they subsided she looked sadly at WuFei. "My mother warned me against you, and giving up my immortality for a mortal. She told me it would lead me to death." Sally's small frown turned to a deep smile. "But I know I still made the right choice. I am very thankful for what little time I was given with you, and I would gladly do it again, if given the opportunity."
WuFei bit his lip to keep a strait face. "And, WuFei, don't ever forget about the future." She caught his attention almost immediately. "There is always the chance meeting in the future, this life or our next."
Different Worlds, Same hearts Chapter ten
Heero stroked Duo's sweat covered forehead with gentle care. Duo's brown hair had been matted to the side and his face drenched in liquid. His skin was a pale, sickly white, almost unnatural. He hadn't moved in hours and if it wasn't for the rise and fall of his chest, one might not have thought him to be alive. In fact, the rise and fall was so minuet that it was barely visible.
Heero had no words as he gazed upon the elf he loved. And wasn't quite sure when love had snuck up on him, and he hadn't had a clue it could hurt so much. It simply had appeared one day, without warning. It had begun with lust but now was developing love, as if it was a person of it's own. Every time he gazed upon the face of the heir to the northern elves thrown, he felt something deep within his stomach he couldn't explain. It felt weird, as if many butterflies were fluttering around inside of him, or bubble floating around. But as it was weird, it was also enjoyable. It gave him a sense of reality and something to cling onto, something he had not had before their meeting.
"I don't know what to say." Heero whispered quietly. He held Duo's right hand in his left strongly. "I want- I need you to get better." The prince remained quiet and unmoving. "Because if you don't, I just don't know what I'd . . ." He broke off.
"I see you've discovered fate." Milliardo said quietly from the doorway. The tall blonde had entered just moments before and felt it necessary to speak right away.
"What do you mean?" Heero did not relinquish his grasp on Duo's hand, but simply turned his head to the fallen God.
Milliardo smiled and pressed himself off the wall. "It is very interesting that you have discovered fate and how to change it, without actually knowing." Heero looked at him with just a hint of anger, he hated when people spoke in riddle to him. "Let me put it this way instead, so you might understand it. Fate is inevitable, you cannot stop fate and to try is futile. But fate can be manipulated, changed if you will. Certain events can be shaped or altered so that the main objective is still reached, but the facts surrounding it are not as they would have been before.
"For example, the battle and blood shed that has passed over this kingdom for now. Fate had predetermined everything that we know, and some things we do not know. Fate is much like life its self, in the way that we might have judgment passed over us. Fate needs champions for the final battle, and of those champions all must be in touch with life. Fate determined that you would need to acknowledge the world as something more then just a place to live and exist, and it saw Duo as the perfect way to teach that to you."
Heero rolled the words over in his head. "So Duo can't die, right?" He asked, hopeful.
"In that assumption you are wrong. Fate and death are two very different things. When I compare fate to something that lives, I mean it in the highest degree. Fate can often be rash and act without thought; causing death, war and unseen consequences." Milliardo moved across the room, stepping evenly and carefully. "But Duo is a strong individual, and as fate can be cruel, it can also be generous. You and Duo are meant to be together, your hearts knew before they told you so."
Milliardo stood next to Duo's bed. "You are needed in the main hall." Heero looked suspiciously at him.
"I'll catch the recap from Quatre."
Milliardo shook his head. "No, you don't understand. That little display you had on the battlefield announced the two of you as life partners, lovers and mates. Since Duo is unable to attend the crowning of Quatre to king, you must go and represent the both of you. If you do not attend Duo's name will be tarnished in this kingdom and others."
"But we're not lovers! I care deeply for him and I suspect how he feels for me, but that is it!" Heero looked sharply at Duo as if he was afraid their conversation had woken him, he almost wish it had.
"It doesn't matter, if you do not appear more troubles will arise." Heero nodded slowly and released Duo's hand.
"I'll be back." He whispered and pressed a kiss to Duo's sweaty forehead. "And then I'll tell you all about Quatre becoming king." And as he expected, the sleeping boy gave no answer. "You won't leave his side?" Heero asked Milliardo. "I don't want him to be left alone." Milliardo nodded and took Heero's seat.
Heero slipped into the main hall must mere seconds after the ceremony had begun. He stood near the back, WuFei only a few feet from him. The room was warmed and even with such short notice it was decorated with grand things. In the center of the room stood Quatre and the council, apparently they weren't waiting time.
"How is Duo?" WuFei stepped silently closer to him.
"From what I can tell, he's not getting any better." Heero watched a large crown being placed upon Quatre's head. Strangely the crown looked bigger when placed upon the small prince turned king. "I'm worried."
"I ask Quatre be allowed the see Duo by himself soon." Trowa asked, standing on the other side of Heero.
Heero nodded, as much as he wanted to keep Duo to himself, he understood that Quatre had known Duo much longer and had one of the few rights. "I'm sorry about Cathy." Heero met Trowa's eyes. "The three of us grew up together and I hoped we would grow old together. But we will remember her together." Trowa neither nodded nor spoke against Heero's words; he simply turned his eyes back to Quatre's form, a strange look upon his face.
What seemed like hours later, to Heero, the ceremonies were finished and Quatre was making his way over to their group. WuFei slipped away silently and Heero suspected he was going to see Duo. "You've been to see him?" Quatre asked with a small voice.
"Yes." Heero acknowledged Quatre. "When you go and see him take care, his appearance is disturbing. I'm scared for his life." Quatre nodded solemnly. He hadn't known Heero for very long, and it was known that Druids didn't usually get along with anyone but the forest animals; still, there was something about Heero that grabbed his attention. Maybe he was beginning to see the friendship qualities in Heero; Much like Duo had begun to see something more in Heero before they even knew each others names.
"Guards!!!!" Quatre whipped around at the familiar scream. "Guards now!" WuFei came sprinting into the room, a look of sheer terror upon his features. Knowing he had caught the attention of those in the room he began to sprint from where he had come from, but this time a dozen men and women followed after him. This included Quatre, Trowa and a much panicked Heero.
Quatre pressed his lips together hard and stepped cautiously over the dead bodies of guards, the guards in charge of standing watch at Duo's door. "What has happened?" Quatre demanded, out of breath.
"I don't know your highness." WuFei instructed the guards to throw their weight against the door.
"Someone has murdered these guards and locked themselves in the room with Prince Duo." A guard informed the new King. "We know that there are more then two in there, for we have heard them talking." Quatre nodded and stepped up the door.
"This is the King, I will not harm you if you unlock this door right away. Our friend is injured and he must have medical care." Quatre tried not to sound desperate, though he very much was. There were hushed voices and Quatre placed his ear on the door. "I swear on my word you will not be harmed, but please let us aid him."
Quatre's eyes widened when he heard a soft elven voice, speaking her natural tongue. Quatre looked immediately over to WuFei who nodded in agreement. "Solaris, we didn't mean for Duo to be hurt!" Trowa looked sharply at Heero as Quatre pounded on the door. "Open up, before you do something that cannot be repaired!"
"Lieiso." Came the soft reply.
"I don't have time to play with you, Solaris, it's me, Quatre!" There was only silence.
"I don't care what my mother said." She spoke now in the tongue they all understood. "You've hurt him, and we will take him back home." Ignoring decorum, Heero shoved past Quatre to bang on the door.
"I don't care who you are, but open this door now!" Quatre shook his head.
"That's not going to solve anything." Quatre motioned for the guards to begin breaking the door down again. "Think about it, Solaris, There is a war coming up. The alliance has just settled, and if you do this there is no guarantee that I can honor it."
"I trusted you with him, Quatre, and you let him get hurt. He could die, Quatre, he could die!" The door gave way a bit and Quatre encouraged the guards.
"I'm going to put it nicely, Solaris, because we've been friends since my early years. I won't let you take Duo, and everyone in this castle will fight for him. And you'll kill him if you take him away. Solaris, he's soul bound to another." Heero looked quickly at Quatre. He wasn't aware anyone had known, he hadn't even known up until he felt them connect.
"And I suppose it was the fallen god in here that told you this." The guards stopped pushing as the door slowly unlocked. When Solaris stepped in front of them, jaws hit the floor. Solaris, first child born to the king and queen of the northern elves, and sister to Duo, stood with her head held high. She was by far the most beautiful female elf in all the lands, and though she knew it, she was not self-absorbed. One could almost say she was in denial of it. "Yes I have known you a long time, Quatre, and I have now seen you grow to be a king. But now with Solo dead it is very important that Duo remains safe. And if you cannot offer him protection, I and my race cannot allow him to stay."
Quatre embraced the taller woman and smiled crookedly. "You know you couldn't force him to leave us, you're his family by blood, but we're family too. Might we discuss some things up in my study?" Solaris nodded slowly. "I will have someone escort you and your guards up there." Quatre let it be known that the four other men standing just behind her were not forgotten.
"But she murdered!" A guard stepped forward pointed to a fallen comrade
"Not murdered." She said simply. "Merely sleeping, their chests still rise and fall if you looked carefully." She slowly exited, but not before narrowing her eyes at Heero who rushed forward to her brother. Apparently she had figured out who was bonded to her brother.
"Is he alright?" Quatre asked as Heero sat on the side of the young prince's bed. Heero placed the back of his hand on his forehead and brushed some of his brown hair away. "I don't know whether to be happy or sad. His condition hasn't changed, but at least it hasn't gotten worse."
Quatre dismissed the guards and shut the door lightly. Trowa was bending over Milliardo and when he was satisfied he rejoined WuFei, Duo and Heero next to Duo's bed.
"How did you know?" Heero asked Quatre.
"Know what?" The king said.
"That Duo and I have become soul bound much like yourself and Trowa." Quatre burst into laughter.
"I was bluffing." More laughter admitted from the new king. "I had no idea." Quatre straitened his clothing seconds later. "But it's nice to know Duo finally has someone to care for him. He's looked after his brother his whole life, it's about time someone loved him as much as he loved everyone else. I must go see Solaris now but don't worry, I'll be back to see Duo soon." Quatre placed a quick kiss onto Duo's forehead before leaving the room.
Just after Quatre left it became almost unbearable in the room. To Heero it felt as if the walls were closing in on him, it really wasn't helping the situation.
"Isn't there anything you can do with magic?" WuFei asked.
"No, Elven magic is quite different then Druid magic. If I was to put any more of my magic into his body, it could kill him. I took a major risk on the battlefield. Because I put all of my energy into Duo, he received some of my magic as well. I'm pretty sure that if anymore of my magic goes into him, it will mix with his own and he'd die of shock." He knelt next to Duo's bed. "But he's strong, he'll pull through."
Heero and Trowa watched as WuFei spun on his spot and raced from the room. "I believe he'll need some time. Some time to take in losing his best friend." Heero opened his mouth to object but Trowa stopped him. "He's lost his best friend, and I've lost mine to." He walked to the door and pulled it open. "I'll be with Quatre if you need anything."
"Don't you see?" Heero asked Duo. "Don't you see how many people love you and are depending on you? I might not have been here long but I can see how fragile this kingdom is right now. If you die, I'll die with you. When you're gone who will take care of WuFei and Quatre, Duo? They need you so much right now, I need you too."
Heero bent down to rest his head on Duo's chest. "I know I'm not the easiest person to talk to, and we did get off to a bad start, but there are so many things I need to say to you. I never thought I'd get along with an elf, let alone love him, but you proved me wrong. You're a remarkable person, so full of love and energy, how could you ever think people could live without you. Why did you step in the way of that attack? If I had died it wouldn't have been the end of the world, not like your death could bring. So for the sake of this kingdom, your people, Quatre and me, please don't die."
"You talk too much." Heero's head shot up in a panic as he looked into deep Amethyst orbs.
"You're awake!" In a rush Heero pressed his lips to Duo's and sealed his joy with a kiss. "I thought I'd lost you forever."
Duo shook his head weakly. "I'm an elf, I can take a lot." He paused and closed his eyes. Heero was almost afraid they wouldn't open again, until just seconds later they did. "And, I couldn't leave without saying I love you." Heero's eyes widened as Duo's head slumped back again, and this time his eyes didn't reopen.
"Why'd you come?"
"I don't know."
"Then leave."
"No."
"Please?"
"No."
"Then tell me why you're here."
"I wanted to see you."
"Why?"
"I don't know."
Sally sighed heavily and sank deeper into the bed. "Can't you at lease give me a response longer then one word to one sentence?" Her face was flushed and her fever raged on. She was very thankful at this stage she was able to distinguish between people. She couldn't imagine the embarrassment if he had come in and she thought him to be Lucrezia. "Please just leave, I'm tired, I ache and I just want to die." Coughs racked her body of its energy and WuFei winced at every one.
"I am sorry for become upset with you. I was angered in your deception, but it was no reason for getting mad at you like I did." He bowed deeply to her in respect.
"That's nice to know." She swayed her emotions neither left nor right, and remained passive. "Are you done?"
WuFei stood slowly. "I wish you to know, I still love you. Disregard our fight and open your heart to my love." WuFei paused waiting for her answer.
"I am glad to hear that." She answered carefully.
"Is it too late?" WuFei asked. "Is there any way-?"
"No, it is too late." Sally turned to her side as more coughs over took her. When they subsided she looked sadly at WuFei. "My mother warned me against you, and giving up my immortality for a mortal. She told me it would lead me to death." Sally's small frown turned to a deep smile. "But I know I still made the right choice. I am very thankful for what little time I was given with you, and I would gladly do it again, if given the opportunity."
WuFei bit his lip to keep a strait face. "And, WuFei, don't ever forget about the future." She caught his attention almost immediately. "There is always the chance meeting in the future, this life or our next."