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Yami Crystal: SHHH!! Don't give away one of the best parts of my fic! *wink* Glad you're liking this.
Shella: Ah, my daily dose of a beautifully long review from my coolest reviewer-person ever! Yesh, Poor Quatre, but Trowa makes up for it in this chapter. *wink wink* Hell this chapter will have a few really good little twists to it. So you think I do a good job time spacing in my stories? Aww...Thankies! I really think it's a bit rushed, but when I get ideas I just write as I think so half the time I have to go back and re-read it to make sure it makes any sense at all. *sweatdrop* Eh he...but yeah, and the Heero/Wufei relationship takes a new turn once again with some *ahem* revelations on Heero's part. Here I go with suspense-building hints again...^^
Mars: You found one of my hentai thoughts!!!! Hahaha! Consider that for a second...'Beat Trowa with a stick'...*AHEM* No more Austin Powers 3 for DVG...But yeah, Bad Heero. ^^ And I think Wufei might want to keep his eye balls in their sockets. No more pins and plushies for here ish the next chapter!!
Disclaimer: Why do I even bother with this?...it's the same as always. *pout*
Warning: Same as always. I'm being lazy. And a 3x4 cute moment. And heavy sarcasm. I was in a sarcastic mood, so sue me. It was going to be a really big fight scene, but I changed my mind and filled it in with sarcasm. The fight scene will be saved for later...*cough* foreshadowing *cough*
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Heero stood pondering his next transition outside a rave in the outer edges of the downtown area. All the tripping clubbers that kept coming in and out were looking very appeasing to his senses with their drug-induced energy and ecstasy, swinging around glow sticks on strings or twirling them between their fingers while dancing to the pounding techno music emanating from within the rumbling building. [1]
But he had a mission to complete- work first, play later.
Forcing himself to turn his gaze from the easy targets, Heero couldn't believe his eyes when he spied the person he was hoping to run into.
Undoubtedly alone, the braided slayer appeared to have just come from a recent battle with some of his kind by the roughed up, lacerated appearance he had and the fatigued way he walked with his shoulders slightly stooped and negligent stare cast to the pavement. Despite all that though, he -still- managed to look good.
Now approaching him without seeming too suspicious was going to be the hard part, at least that was what Heero thought anyway as he nonchalantly started walking down the sidewalk in Duo's direction.
Heero thought wrong.
He may have -appeared- heedless to his surroundings, but Duo was quite well aware of what was going on, and who was strolling, around him. Just as Heero was about to slip past, he snapped his head up and held a gaze of familiarity as it landed on the Japanese vampire.
"Hey- you're the one who was with Wufei that other night, weren't you?" Duo addressed, stopping midstep and straightening up his posture a little.
His sudden sharpness and perception caught Heero a bit off guard as he also hesitated at being spoken to. "Hn."
So up close...he was too beautiful to be real, yet he was, even with all the jagged scratches and half dried blood- No, he had to stop letting his mind wander like that, such distraction could hinder his plan.
"I'll just interpret the 'Hn' as a 'Yes', eh?" Duo smirked amusedly. "Well, you wouldn't happen to know where he is right now, would you?"
The casual smile and the twinkle in those amethyst eyes made Heero's insides flutter slightly, he wasn't supposed to experience things of this nature, no, it should be the -slayer- who feels it. Or at least is threatening to destroy him. But he wasn't, he was just standing there, looking beautiful and holding a perfectly normal conversation with him. This one was overly trusting then, if one vampire was 'moral', it meant that his friends were. Oh if he only knew...
Realizing Duo was waiting for a response, Heero merely shrugged. "The only answer I can give, you probably wouldn't like."
"I don't think he's out stalking people to kill, if that's what you're implying," he objected, yet again throwing Heero for a loop.
He certainly was too trusting, but he hadn't imagined him being so much so.
"You really think so?" he asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Yeah, I do," Duo replied obstinately. He couldn't understand why he trying to paint this new picture contradicting the Wufei he had talked to in the 'Chasing the Dragon', he had seemed friendly enough last time to pull the Chinese vampire out of harm's way when he, Quatre, and Trowa were pursuing them. Though something about him -did- give him a strange vibe.
He may not be an empath, but Duo had the distinct feeling of coldness hidden under Heero's impassive mask, if he were to look into his eyes he would know for sure, but it was absolutely the number one error to do with a vampire. That was all they required, one falter of resolve and all was lost, there was no way of breaking their spell once they ensnared you unless they did it themselves. By then though, you were either dead or turning into a vampire yourself.
'This was a mistake,' Duo thought regretfully, he should have never mentioned anything to Heero because he now knew enough to get Wufei into a lot of trouble and could use it to his advantage. Unfortunately, they were in too public a place for Duo to do something about it and he knew that his every move could be read now, given that he had let himself be open when he presumed Heero to be a friend of Wufei's. So Duo didn't even bother attempting to persuade him to go to another place with him so he -could- take care of this mistake. He had gotten himself backed into a corner with his big mouth. Like usual. And there wasn't a thing he could do except to ease his way out slowly.
Heero was observing as the slayer finally realized what he had established from the minute he had begun the conversation, he was almost sorry for not being very subtle in his tactics as Duo closed up to him. The brightness he shone with was dimmed, his expression going remarkably emotionless beneath the frame of chestnut bangs, but his violet eyes continued glittering as he calculated a means of escape from the trick he had stupidly walked into.
Yet, he was still beautiful. No, he couldn't think about that. He had the information he desired, getting rid of the slayer could wait while he finished his business with Wufei. But...to reach out and touch those cuts that marred his heart-shaped face-
'No, go away. Before you're tempted.' With one more glance, Heero abruptly turned on his heel and disappeared into the crowd milling around the rave.
***
Trowa gently combed his fingers through Quatre's hair as he sat on the couch with his head in his lap, watching him as he rested. He wouldn't to be very happy if he wakes up and finds out that he had let Duo go on without them, so Trowa was hoping for him to just sleep the remainder of the night away until the braided boy got back. He didn't want Quatre to get upset about it, though he was sure Duo was perfectly capable of handling himself as he has proven many times before.
Besides, Trowa didn't wish to spend the end of the night and the entire day with an adrenaline-pumped Duo being pissed off at him for not letting him finish his duties just because of a few scratches and bruises. Definitely not a good thing.
The last time that had happened, he got bored and decided to rig the apartment full of traps and pranks while they were asleep. Quatre's shampoo was replaced with green hair dye, the toilet was Saran wrapped, salt was put in the sugar bowl, the living room was completely re-wired so that the CD player remote only worked on the television, the television remote only worked on the VCR, the VCR remote shut off all the lights and the light switches were connected to the CD player...just about practical joke ever created kept Quatre and Trowa on their toes until they finally hog-tied Duo and locked him in the bathroom until he agreed to fix everything back the way it was. [2]
Needless to say, he did -not- want to go through that ordeal again. Though Quatre with neon green hair had been quite interesting.
He looked over at the clock; it was two in the morning, so only four hours until Duo returned. Quatre began to stir and Trowa stroked his cheek gently, trying to coax him back to sleep but to no avail.
"Ugh...How long have I been out?" he asked groggily, rubbing his eyes.
"About three hours, I brought you back at eleven o'clock. Are you feeling better?"
"Yes," Quatre smiled, appearing considerably more lively as he sat up and nestled himself beside Trowa. "I really have to practice blocking the vampires out so what happened in the park doesn't occur again, I shouldn't have to burden you and Duo like that."
"You worry too much," he replied almost teasingly, kissing his forehead. "We don't mind the 'burden', so don't stress over it."
"Speaking of 'we'...Where is Duo?" Quatre looked up at Trowa curiously.
"He's still out, he refused to come with me when I brought you back because he wanted to finish tonight's duties," he answered in all honesty, there was no lying to the blonde. "I tried convincing him, but Duo's stubborn."
"Sometimes too stubborn," Quatre sighed. "Well, it's too late to make him return now."
"You're taking this incredibly well."
"You -were- the one who told me not to worry too much, weren't you?" he smirked playfully. "Besides, for once we have the apartment all to ourselves without having to bother about him hollering 'PDA!' every time he walks in on us." [3]
"That's his own fault for not knocking before entering. And we do have a couple of free hours..."
Quatre smiled again and kissed Trowa as he pulled him up from the couch and into their bedroom.
***
Yes. He was without a doubt on to something.
Wufei was troubled by the new attitude Heero was using around him. He didn't argue at all with him when he told him he wasn't going out that night like he normally would. Then of course there was his method of 'shutting people up'. Didn't see that coming at all.
Heero was suspecting him and the last thing Wufei needed was him to find out about his meetings with Duo, or he would be in some serious shit.
Wufei had retreated to his room to meditate the ill foreboding away; it weighed down heavily on his heart. Nothing bad can happen, at least not until after tomorrow night. It would be his fault if anything bad befell on the amethyst eyed slayer, he would readily accept punishment if he had to, but he would never be able to forgive himself if it was taken out on Duo or his friends helping him.
How long he spent sitting there cross-legged on his bed lost deep in thought, he didn't know, but he was brought quite rudely back to reality with the slamming of the front door. Putting on his normal pissed-at-the-world scowl, Wufei opened his bedroom door and glared at Heero darkly as he came in, pulling off his jacket.
"Could you slam the door a bit louder? I don't think the people on the top floor heard you," he snapped irritably.
"Oh I'm sorry, let me fix that-" Heero pulled it open again and thrust it shut with all his strength, making a shattering smash ten times louder than the first. "Better?"
"You know I was only being sarcastic Yuy," Wufei growled.
"It's hard to tell with you."
"Oh what- just because I don't cavort about -kissing- people for no apparent reason whatsoever?"
"Now you're complaining?" Heero said amusedly.
"Never gave me a change to before, so now is better than later," Wufei snorted derisively. "And why are you in such a good mood?"
"Why are you so pissed off?"
"That's not what I asked."
"Well that's your answer whether you like it or not." Heero replied shortly. "My business is just that, my own."
"God you are so damn aggravating sometimes," Wufei exclaimed, massaging his temple. "You're giving me a headache."
"No, I think it's that ponytail cutting off the circulation to your brain."
Wufei glowered menacingly at him and went back into his room without another word.
Tonight must have been the night of regret, Heero determined, because now he was almost sorry he had to get rid of Wufei, the Chinese boy was really very entertaining when they fought like this. [4]
***
[1]Yes I know that's a blatant stereotype of ravers, not all people at raves do X or any other sort of drug just to trip out. Gotta love those glow sticks though. ^^
[2]My friend actually did that to his parents. He had gotten grounded for not doing his chores right, so one day while they were out shopping, he totally rewired the entertainment system in their living room, though not the light switches of course. It took his dad a week and a half to get it all fixed. I thought it was something Duo might do. ^^
[3] PDA- Public Displays of Affection. I must admit, I love annoying the hell out of my friends by doing that to them, sneaking up in the hallways at school when they're doing something with their significant other and yelling 'PDA!'. Though they do it to me to for revenge, so it's all good.
[4]Yep it's back to hate. There are going to be a lot of fun twists in this morbid Heero/Wufei relationship before I'm done with this fic. *COUGH* FORESHADOWING *COUGH*
Now on to the next chapter! Buwahaha...The evil Queen of Cliffhangers will show her all her glorious colors. What's Duo thinking after that encounter with Heero? What will Heero do with this incriminating information? Will Wufei's plan to meet Duo work? Tune in for the chapter!
*guilty look* I've really got to stop watching soap operas...
Yami Crystal: SHHH!! Don't give away one of the best parts of my fic! *wink* Glad you're liking this.
Shella: Ah, my daily dose of a beautifully long review from my coolest reviewer-person ever! Yesh, Poor Quatre, but Trowa makes up for it in this chapter. *wink wink* Hell this chapter will have a few really good little twists to it. So you think I do a good job time spacing in my stories? Aww...Thankies! I really think it's a bit rushed, but when I get ideas I just write as I think so half the time I have to go back and re-read it to make sure it makes any sense at all. *sweatdrop* Eh he...but yeah, and the Heero/Wufei relationship takes a new turn once again with some *ahem* revelations on Heero's part. Here I go with suspense-building hints again...^^
Mars: You found one of my hentai thoughts!!!! Hahaha! Consider that for a second...'Beat Trowa with a stick'...*AHEM* No more Austin Powers 3 for DVG...But yeah, Bad Heero. ^^ And I think Wufei might want to keep his eye balls in their sockets. No more pins and plushies for here ish the next chapter!!
Disclaimer: Why do I even bother with this?...it's the same as always. *pout*
Warning: Same as always. I'm being lazy. And a 3x4 cute moment. And heavy sarcasm. I was in a sarcastic mood, so sue me. It was going to be a really big fight scene, but I changed my mind and filled it in with sarcasm. The fight scene will be saved for later...*cough* foreshadowing *cough*
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Heero stood pondering his next transition outside a rave in the outer edges of the downtown area. All the tripping clubbers that kept coming in and out were looking very appeasing to his senses with their drug-induced energy and ecstasy, swinging around glow sticks on strings or twirling them between their fingers while dancing to the pounding techno music emanating from within the rumbling building. [1]
But he had a mission to complete- work first, play later.
Forcing himself to turn his gaze from the easy targets, Heero couldn't believe his eyes when he spied the person he was hoping to run into.
Undoubtedly alone, the braided slayer appeared to have just come from a recent battle with some of his kind by the roughed up, lacerated appearance he had and the fatigued way he walked with his shoulders slightly stooped and negligent stare cast to the pavement. Despite all that though, he -still- managed to look good.
Now approaching him without seeming too suspicious was going to be the hard part, at least that was what Heero thought anyway as he nonchalantly started walking down the sidewalk in Duo's direction.
Heero thought wrong.
He may have -appeared- heedless to his surroundings, but Duo was quite well aware of what was going on, and who was strolling, around him. Just as Heero was about to slip past, he snapped his head up and held a gaze of familiarity as it landed on the Japanese vampire.
"Hey- you're the one who was with Wufei that other night, weren't you?" Duo addressed, stopping midstep and straightening up his posture a little.
His sudden sharpness and perception caught Heero a bit off guard as he also hesitated at being spoken to. "Hn."
So up close...he was too beautiful to be real, yet he was, even with all the jagged scratches and half dried blood- No, he had to stop letting his mind wander like that, such distraction could hinder his plan.
"I'll just interpret the 'Hn' as a 'Yes', eh?" Duo smirked amusedly. "Well, you wouldn't happen to know where he is right now, would you?"
The casual smile and the twinkle in those amethyst eyes made Heero's insides flutter slightly, he wasn't supposed to experience things of this nature, no, it should be the -slayer- who feels it. Or at least is threatening to destroy him. But he wasn't, he was just standing there, looking beautiful and holding a perfectly normal conversation with him. This one was overly trusting then, if one vampire was 'moral', it meant that his friends were. Oh if he only knew...
Realizing Duo was waiting for a response, Heero merely shrugged. "The only answer I can give, you probably wouldn't like."
"I don't think he's out stalking people to kill, if that's what you're implying," he objected, yet again throwing Heero for a loop.
He certainly was too trusting, but he hadn't imagined him being so much so.
"You really think so?" he asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Yeah, I do," Duo replied obstinately. He couldn't understand why he trying to paint this new picture contradicting the Wufei he had talked to in the 'Chasing the Dragon', he had seemed friendly enough last time to pull the Chinese vampire out of harm's way when he, Quatre, and Trowa were pursuing them. Though something about him -did- give him a strange vibe.
He may not be an empath, but Duo had the distinct feeling of coldness hidden under Heero's impassive mask, if he were to look into his eyes he would know for sure, but it was absolutely the number one error to do with a vampire. That was all they required, one falter of resolve and all was lost, there was no way of breaking their spell once they ensnared you unless they did it themselves. By then though, you were either dead or turning into a vampire yourself.
'This was a mistake,' Duo thought regretfully, he should have never mentioned anything to Heero because he now knew enough to get Wufei into a lot of trouble and could use it to his advantage. Unfortunately, they were in too public a place for Duo to do something about it and he knew that his every move could be read now, given that he had let himself be open when he presumed Heero to be a friend of Wufei's. So Duo didn't even bother attempting to persuade him to go to another place with him so he -could- take care of this mistake. He had gotten himself backed into a corner with his big mouth. Like usual. And there wasn't a thing he could do except to ease his way out slowly.
Heero was observing as the slayer finally realized what he had established from the minute he had begun the conversation, he was almost sorry for not being very subtle in his tactics as Duo closed up to him. The brightness he shone with was dimmed, his expression going remarkably emotionless beneath the frame of chestnut bangs, but his violet eyes continued glittering as he calculated a means of escape from the trick he had stupidly walked into.
Yet, he was still beautiful. No, he couldn't think about that. He had the information he desired, getting rid of the slayer could wait while he finished his business with Wufei. But...to reach out and touch those cuts that marred his heart-shaped face-
'No, go away. Before you're tempted.' With one more glance, Heero abruptly turned on his heel and disappeared into the crowd milling around the rave.
***
Trowa gently combed his fingers through Quatre's hair as he sat on the couch with his head in his lap, watching him as he rested. He wouldn't to be very happy if he wakes up and finds out that he had let Duo go on without them, so Trowa was hoping for him to just sleep the remainder of the night away until the braided boy got back. He didn't want Quatre to get upset about it, though he was sure Duo was perfectly capable of handling himself as he has proven many times before.
Besides, Trowa didn't wish to spend the end of the night and the entire day with an adrenaline-pumped Duo being pissed off at him for not letting him finish his duties just because of a few scratches and bruises. Definitely not a good thing.
The last time that had happened, he got bored and decided to rig the apartment full of traps and pranks while they were asleep. Quatre's shampoo was replaced with green hair dye, the toilet was Saran wrapped, salt was put in the sugar bowl, the living room was completely re-wired so that the CD player remote only worked on the television, the television remote only worked on the VCR, the VCR remote shut off all the lights and the light switches were connected to the CD player...just about practical joke ever created kept Quatre and Trowa on their toes until they finally hog-tied Duo and locked him in the bathroom until he agreed to fix everything back the way it was. [2]
Needless to say, he did -not- want to go through that ordeal again. Though Quatre with neon green hair had been quite interesting.
He looked over at the clock; it was two in the morning, so only four hours until Duo returned. Quatre began to stir and Trowa stroked his cheek gently, trying to coax him back to sleep but to no avail.
"Ugh...How long have I been out?" he asked groggily, rubbing his eyes.
"About three hours, I brought you back at eleven o'clock. Are you feeling better?"
"Yes," Quatre smiled, appearing considerably more lively as he sat up and nestled himself beside Trowa. "I really have to practice blocking the vampires out so what happened in the park doesn't occur again, I shouldn't have to burden you and Duo like that."
"You worry too much," he replied almost teasingly, kissing his forehead. "We don't mind the 'burden', so don't stress over it."
"Speaking of 'we'...Where is Duo?" Quatre looked up at Trowa curiously.
"He's still out, he refused to come with me when I brought you back because he wanted to finish tonight's duties," he answered in all honesty, there was no lying to the blonde. "I tried convincing him, but Duo's stubborn."
"Sometimes too stubborn," Quatre sighed. "Well, it's too late to make him return now."
"You're taking this incredibly well."
"You -were- the one who told me not to worry too much, weren't you?" he smirked playfully. "Besides, for once we have the apartment all to ourselves without having to bother about him hollering 'PDA!' every time he walks in on us." [3]
"That's his own fault for not knocking before entering. And we do have a couple of free hours..."
Quatre smiled again and kissed Trowa as he pulled him up from the couch and into their bedroom.
***
Yes. He was without a doubt on to something.
Wufei was troubled by the new attitude Heero was using around him. He didn't argue at all with him when he told him he wasn't going out that night like he normally would. Then of course there was his method of 'shutting people up'. Didn't see that coming at all.
Heero was suspecting him and the last thing Wufei needed was him to find out about his meetings with Duo, or he would be in some serious shit.
Wufei had retreated to his room to meditate the ill foreboding away; it weighed down heavily on his heart. Nothing bad can happen, at least not until after tomorrow night. It would be his fault if anything bad befell on the amethyst eyed slayer, he would readily accept punishment if he had to, but he would never be able to forgive himself if it was taken out on Duo or his friends helping him.
How long he spent sitting there cross-legged on his bed lost deep in thought, he didn't know, but he was brought quite rudely back to reality with the slamming of the front door. Putting on his normal pissed-at-the-world scowl, Wufei opened his bedroom door and glared at Heero darkly as he came in, pulling off his jacket.
"Could you slam the door a bit louder? I don't think the people on the top floor heard you," he snapped irritably.
"Oh I'm sorry, let me fix that-" Heero pulled it open again and thrust it shut with all his strength, making a shattering smash ten times louder than the first. "Better?"
"You know I was only being sarcastic Yuy," Wufei growled.
"It's hard to tell with you."
"Oh what- just because I don't cavort about -kissing- people for no apparent reason whatsoever?"
"Now you're complaining?" Heero said amusedly.
"Never gave me a change to before, so now is better than later," Wufei snorted derisively. "And why are you in such a good mood?"
"Why are you so pissed off?"
"That's not what I asked."
"Well that's your answer whether you like it or not." Heero replied shortly. "My business is just that, my own."
"God you are so damn aggravating sometimes," Wufei exclaimed, massaging his temple. "You're giving me a headache."
"No, I think it's that ponytail cutting off the circulation to your brain."
Wufei glowered menacingly at him and went back into his room without another word.
Tonight must have been the night of regret, Heero determined, because now he was almost sorry he had to get rid of Wufei, the Chinese boy was really very entertaining when they fought like this. [4]
***
[1]Yes I know that's a blatant stereotype of ravers, not all people at raves do X or any other sort of drug just to trip out. Gotta love those glow sticks though. ^^
[2]My friend actually did that to his parents. He had gotten grounded for not doing his chores right, so one day while they were out shopping, he totally rewired the entertainment system in their living room, though not the light switches of course. It took his dad a week and a half to get it all fixed. I thought it was something Duo might do. ^^
[3] PDA- Public Displays of Affection. I must admit, I love annoying the hell out of my friends by doing that to them, sneaking up in the hallways at school when they're doing something with their significant other and yelling 'PDA!'. Though they do it to me to for revenge, so it's all good.
[4]Yep it's back to hate. There are going to be a lot of fun twists in this morbid Heero/Wufei relationship before I'm done with this fic. *COUGH* FORESHADOWING *COUGH*
Now on to the next chapter! Buwahaha...The evil Queen of Cliffhangers will show her all her glorious colors. What's Duo thinking after that encounter with Heero? What will Heero do with this incriminating information? Will Wufei's plan to meet Duo work? Tune in for the chapter!
*guilty look* I've really got to stop watching soap operas...