*singing gleefully* You are gonna haaaate meee...
The theme for this chapter: Disturbed's 'Awaken'
While writing this, I was listening to their -awesome- new CD (yes, a shameless plug-in), and upon listening to 'Awaken', I was inspired and totally re-did the chapter to fit the song. Once you read the lyrics, you'll understand why. *evil grin*
And now for some wonderful-ness reviews...
Dark Peppermint: Here's chapter 8!!! ^^
Virginia: Relena is dead, how can she have a chance with Heero (which will be NEVER as long as -I'm- writing this story...) when she's gone! *cackle*
Yami Crystal: Lol! Of course something big is gonna happen, something big happens in ALL my chapters! ^^ And I have to keep the chapters at a reasonable size, the average being about 4 to 5 pages in Microsoft Word. This one is 5, so it's longer than the last chapter by about half a page or so, if I'm not mistaken...
Mars: Yes, you are now amongst the Elite Cool Reviewer-People. ^^ And Heero is about to become more of a jerk, but don't worry, I don't bastardize him too bad, I give him a good moment. A moment. It'll get better eventually I think. Just depends on how I'm feeling when I write the chapters. And YES!!!! RELENA IS GONE! GONE! *cackle*
Solus Nox: Shounen-ai is definitely worth your while. It's so yummy...*dreamy sigh*
Shella: Whew! I think this review's even longer than the last! And that's saying something cause you're last one was supposed to be the longest one I ever got from you!! Deliciously Evil Heero...yes, more of that in this chapter too...And CLIFFHANGERS! *dun dun dun* Me and my damn clifhangers, eh? You're gonna hate me! I live on suspense! Buwahaha! And yes, being evil is -so- good, I should know, ne? ^^ And! Another Wu- bear fan!! We are amongst the very few, as sad as I am to report this, not very many are Fei fanatics. Be prepared for some beautiful Wu-chan angst.
By now no disclaimers or warnings should be necessary, and I think I've babbled on far enough...so!
ON WITH THE STORY!!!! (No more caffeine for DVG while we're at it too. *sweatdrop*)
***
Wufei checked the neon clock behind the bar counter again. It was past midnight, he had been sitting at his tucked away table by the window for about three hours now and still no Duo. He couldn't shake the feeling that something was wrong, it held fast to the edges of his mind no matter how hard he tried to dismiss it as nothing, rearing its dread-instigating head whenever his thoughts faltered for the briefest second.
'No, don't worry any more about it, everything is -fine-...' Wufei refused, subduing the apprehension. 'He must have meant tomorrow, or he didn't find anything.'
Mostly convinced, he slouched a bit lower into his chair and began to relax, his onyx gaze automatically drifting lazily out the window and resting on the section of wall separating him from his rightful place. Though of course, if all was right in his world, Wufei would be on the other side of that wall and in sleeping in his own bed after an easy day of studying or rigorous martial arts practice. But his world -wasn't- right, his -wasn't- on the other side of that wall where he belonged, he -wasn't- sleeping after a hard day. Chang Wufei was just sitting there in his sheltering corner and blending in with his long black trenchcoat, hiding himself from 'his' world, not worthy enough to belong to that place any more, not with his curse. Unless...
If Duo came, if he had found even the -smallest- chance of savior...There might still be hope.
The door opened and Wufei instantly shot up in his seat to look. It shut, through the heads of the crowd he could discern dark brown hair on the newcomer's head in the dim smoky light, his doubts began to fade. He paused, the other night people had been calling out and making a racket when the braided slayer entered, but no one even blinked an eye this time.
The dark haired head moved over to the bar counter and settled itself on the farthest end away from the rowdy, giddy mass as Wufei stood up to get a better view.
It was Heero.
***
//Stripped of life, alone//
//In the midst of something that//
//I want to play with your evil inside//
//Wanting, letting go of what could never be again//
//Lost and alone//
//Imprisoned now inside your mind//
//With the way you tried//
//To destroy me again//
//You were waiting and living for no one//
//With the way you tried//
//To completely refuse all your life//
//Feed on your nothing//
//You'll never live up to me//
//Awaken you//
//With little evil inside//
//Feed on your nothing//
//You'll never live up to me//
//I've stricken you//
//I want to live with the lie//
//Feed on your nothing//
//And you'll never live up to me//
//Awaken you//
***
Judging the time appropriate, Heero went into 'Chasing the Dragon' after keeping a unseen vigil outside the bar in case one of the girls showed up to report a malfunction in their part. It was nearing towards one in the morning and there had been no Relena or one of the other two, so he continued on as planned, assuming the best.
As soon as he entered, he felt Wufei on the far side of the bar; all his thought seemed bent on the threshold the second the door opened. Heero's suspicions were all but confirmed, but he didn't chance his tactics. He had to remain cool and calculating, there were to be no distractions.
He situated himself inconspicuously on the entirely opposite end from the Chinese vampire and acted as if he were carrying on with his usual business of singling out targets from the alcohol pumped crowd.
As expected, there was soon a soft thud only inhuman ears like theirs could hear as Wufei dropped onto the stool beside Heero, trying his hardest to mask the agitation on his face and in his voice.
"What are you doing here?"
"Escaping Relena."
"Oh," Wufei glanced up at the glowing clock above them. "If she was bothering you, why didn't you just go back to the apartment instead of here?"
"What, are you my mother now?" Heero narrowed his cobalt eyes at him. "I don't think so."
"I would have killed myself long ago if that were true," he replied dryly.
"I see somebody's in a foul mood tonight."
"Aren't I always though?" Wufei countered, looking over at the door as it opened, but it was just a group of college students and his struggling expression flashed again as he noted that.
"Who are you waiting for?" Heero asked carefully, sounding only mildly curious.
"Huh- oh, no one," he covered hastily, turning back in his seat. "I'm just feeling a bit edgy."
"If I were trying to set the world record for going the longest without satisfying my hunger, I would be edgy too," he said suggestively, his eyes narrowing further in contempt. "How long as it been this time? Over a month or so, I'm guessing."
"What is it to you? It's my life," Wufei snapped irritably.
"What about that girl over there?" Heero ignored the growl, indicating a girl at a table a little ways from them who was alone. She bore a strong resemblance to the braided slayer, with her long brown hair and slender, black-clad figure, but her eyes were green, not violet.
Wufei's discomfiture was blatantly apparent then as he shifted uneasily, keeping his gaze trained above the girl's head. "No."
Heero shrugged slightly. "Fine, it's your life, right? Keep on attempting to self-destruct." He left the bar counter and headed to the girl's table.
Wufei glowered darkly as he watched them, within minutes Heero was leading her out of 'Chasing the Dragon'. He had been correct though, as much as he hated to admit it, he knew that part of his restlessness wasn't because Duo hadn't arrived yet. It was from his deprivation and the boisterous crowd surrounding him wasn't helping any, only piquing the extremely suppressed animalistic instincts as he sat there. It drove his -very- worn patience to its maximum.
He was -not- going to give in though, no matter how difficult it got. He couldn't, not until he knew if there was a chance...
But even as he regarded that, Wufei found himself getting up from the stool and following the two outside, the neon clock reading quarter till three. Their bobbing shadows stretched out onto the pavement from the alleyway a few feet away and he went after the retreating forms. The forcibly quelled pain inside broke from its restraints and wracked his body, his senses beginning to spiral out of control.
Wufei could feel his face twisting, his human facade contorting into the ugly, grotesque damnation that consumed him internally, the thing he fought with all the time to keep hidden. He clenched his jaw tightly, the metallic taste of blood trickling into his mouth as his canines elongated, starting to pierce the tip of his tongue painfully.
Heero and the girl were now straight ahead, half shrouded in the gloom.
'Maybe only a little- No!! I cannot give in to this curse! It cannot defeat me; it will only make me as vile as them...' Wufei stumbled, gripping his fingers through his hair so hard that it fell from its ponytail like streams of black ink.
A pair of hands took him by the shoulders roughly and pulled him back up into a standing position, his haunted, red tinged onyx gaze meeting intense Prussian.
"Wufei, you're a mess- please, just let it go," Heero said quietly, not blinking as he stared into those tortured eyes, his own emotions unreadable as always. "...Just let it go..."
//Awaken you//
//With little evil inside//
//I've stricken you//
//There isn't a thing that I can do//
//Watching the whole thing just wash away//
//Making me long//
//Making you strong//
"I- I can't-" Wufei recoiled, his shoulders quivering under his touch as he barely held himself together. Heero didn't know whether to be frustrated with his idiocy or to be in awe of his will to maintain morality despite what toll it may take on his own survival.
"Wufei-" He began tentatively, but the Chinese vampire shook his head, refusing to listen any more.
"NO!" Wufei jerked out of Heero's grasp and staggered back up the alley the way he had entered, running blindly through the thinning amounts of pedestrians on the sidewalk. He didn't care where his feet led him, away from people, from the enticement that provoked his raging untamed senses. But with his head ducked down out of sight in shame as he fled, Wufei didn't see the amethyst-eyed slayer walking right in his path until they collided.
"Hey- Wufei? Oi! Where are you going?!" Duo spun around in a daze as the trenchcoat-clad body vanished into the throng again before he could follow or get a full view. "This is -really- not my night...What in the fuck is going on here!"
"It would seem that he is running."
Duo turned back to the monotone voice and scowled angrily at the Japanese vampire that had appeared in the wake of their collision. "You! What the hell did you do to him?!"
Heero looked mildly affronted. "I don't know what you're talking about. I was merely trying to help and he ran away," he said flatly, shrugging slightly. 'Where are the others? Why is the slayer still alive?'
"Help with what?"
"Is this Twenty Questions? Besides, it's none of your damn business anyway, so why does it matter?" Heero replied evenly, his expression irritated on the outside, though within, he found that the slayer's anger-fueled power was really quite appealing.
Duo was burning with fury by then, but before he could lash out, a tall blonde materialized out of the shadows beside them.
"Heero! We've got...a problem..." Sally's blue eyes went wide at the sight of her braided target towering with rage in front of her. "Oh my..."
"I realized that," he said tersely.
Things were definitely going to be interesting...
***
*hides* EEP! Please don't kill me...o.O;;; It will get better- er- eventually...Oh the angst floods are getting ready to pour...I can feel it! *dun dun dun*
*scampers off to drink more caffeine and begin writing the next chapter*
The theme for this chapter: Disturbed's 'Awaken'
While writing this, I was listening to their -awesome- new CD (yes, a shameless plug-in), and upon listening to 'Awaken', I was inspired and totally re-did the chapter to fit the song. Once you read the lyrics, you'll understand why. *evil grin*
And now for some wonderful-ness reviews...
Dark Peppermint: Here's chapter 8!!! ^^
Virginia: Relena is dead, how can she have a chance with Heero (which will be NEVER as long as -I'm- writing this story...) when she's gone! *cackle*
Yami Crystal: Lol! Of course something big is gonna happen, something big happens in ALL my chapters! ^^ And I have to keep the chapters at a reasonable size, the average being about 4 to 5 pages in Microsoft Word. This one is 5, so it's longer than the last chapter by about half a page or so, if I'm not mistaken...
Mars: Yes, you are now amongst the Elite Cool Reviewer-People. ^^ And Heero is about to become more of a jerk, but don't worry, I don't bastardize him too bad, I give him a good moment. A moment. It'll get better eventually I think. Just depends on how I'm feeling when I write the chapters. And YES!!!! RELENA IS GONE! GONE! *cackle*
Solus Nox: Shounen-ai is definitely worth your while. It's so yummy...*dreamy sigh*
Shella: Whew! I think this review's even longer than the last! And that's saying something cause you're last one was supposed to be the longest one I ever got from you!! Deliciously Evil Heero...yes, more of that in this chapter too...And CLIFFHANGERS! *dun dun dun* Me and my damn clifhangers, eh? You're gonna hate me! I live on suspense! Buwahaha! And yes, being evil is -so- good, I should know, ne? ^^ And! Another Wu- bear fan!! We are amongst the very few, as sad as I am to report this, not very many are Fei fanatics. Be prepared for some beautiful Wu-chan angst.
By now no disclaimers or warnings should be necessary, and I think I've babbled on far enough...so!
ON WITH THE STORY!!!! (No more caffeine for DVG while we're at it too. *sweatdrop*)
***
Wufei checked the neon clock behind the bar counter again. It was past midnight, he had been sitting at his tucked away table by the window for about three hours now and still no Duo. He couldn't shake the feeling that something was wrong, it held fast to the edges of his mind no matter how hard he tried to dismiss it as nothing, rearing its dread-instigating head whenever his thoughts faltered for the briefest second.
'No, don't worry any more about it, everything is -fine-...' Wufei refused, subduing the apprehension. 'He must have meant tomorrow, or he didn't find anything.'
Mostly convinced, he slouched a bit lower into his chair and began to relax, his onyx gaze automatically drifting lazily out the window and resting on the section of wall separating him from his rightful place. Though of course, if all was right in his world, Wufei would be on the other side of that wall and in sleeping in his own bed after an easy day of studying or rigorous martial arts practice. But his world -wasn't- right, his -wasn't- on the other side of that wall where he belonged, he -wasn't- sleeping after a hard day. Chang Wufei was just sitting there in his sheltering corner and blending in with his long black trenchcoat, hiding himself from 'his' world, not worthy enough to belong to that place any more, not with his curse. Unless...
If Duo came, if he had found even the -smallest- chance of savior...There might still be hope.
The door opened and Wufei instantly shot up in his seat to look. It shut, through the heads of the crowd he could discern dark brown hair on the newcomer's head in the dim smoky light, his doubts began to fade. He paused, the other night people had been calling out and making a racket when the braided slayer entered, but no one even blinked an eye this time.
The dark haired head moved over to the bar counter and settled itself on the farthest end away from the rowdy, giddy mass as Wufei stood up to get a better view.
It was Heero.
***
//Stripped of life, alone//
//In the midst of something that//
//I want to play with your evil inside//
//Wanting, letting go of what could never be again//
//Lost and alone//
//Imprisoned now inside your mind//
//With the way you tried//
//To destroy me again//
//You were waiting and living for no one//
//With the way you tried//
//To completely refuse all your life//
//Feed on your nothing//
//You'll never live up to me//
//Awaken you//
//With little evil inside//
//Feed on your nothing//
//You'll never live up to me//
//I've stricken you//
//I want to live with the lie//
//Feed on your nothing//
//And you'll never live up to me//
//Awaken you//
***
Judging the time appropriate, Heero went into 'Chasing the Dragon' after keeping a unseen vigil outside the bar in case one of the girls showed up to report a malfunction in their part. It was nearing towards one in the morning and there had been no Relena or one of the other two, so he continued on as planned, assuming the best.
As soon as he entered, he felt Wufei on the far side of the bar; all his thought seemed bent on the threshold the second the door opened. Heero's suspicions were all but confirmed, but he didn't chance his tactics. He had to remain cool and calculating, there were to be no distractions.
He situated himself inconspicuously on the entirely opposite end from the Chinese vampire and acted as if he were carrying on with his usual business of singling out targets from the alcohol pumped crowd.
As expected, there was soon a soft thud only inhuman ears like theirs could hear as Wufei dropped onto the stool beside Heero, trying his hardest to mask the agitation on his face and in his voice.
"What are you doing here?"
"Escaping Relena."
"Oh," Wufei glanced up at the glowing clock above them. "If she was bothering you, why didn't you just go back to the apartment instead of here?"
"What, are you my mother now?" Heero narrowed his cobalt eyes at him. "I don't think so."
"I would have killed myself long ago if that were true," he replied dryly.
"I see somebody's in a foul mood tonight."
"Aren't I always though?" Wufei countered, looking over at the door as it opened, but it was just a group of college students and his struggling expression flashed again as he noted that.
"Who are you waiting for?" Heero asked carefully, sounding only mildly curious.
"Huh- oh, no one," he covered hastily, turning back in his seat. "I'm just feeling a bit edgy."
"If I were trying to set the world record for going the longest without satisfying my hunger, I would be edgy too," he said suggestively, his eyes narrowing further in contempt. "How long as it been this time? Over a month or so, I'm guessing."
"What is it to you? It's my life," Wufei snapped irritably.
"What about that girl over there?" Heero ignored the growl, indicating a girl at a table a little ways from them who was alone. She bore a strong resemblance to the braided slayer, with her long brown hair and slender, black-clad figure, but her eyes were green, not violet.
Wufei's discomfiture was blatantly apparent then as he shifted uneasily, keeping his gaze trained above the girl's head. "No."
Heero shrugged slightly. "Fine, it's your life, right? Keep on attempting to self-destruct." He left the bar counter and headed to the girl's table.
Wufei glowered darkly as he watched them, within minutes Heero was leading her out of 'Chasing the Dragon'. He had been correct though, as much as he hated to admit it, he knew that part of his restlessness wasn't because Duo hadn't arrived yet. It was from his deprivation and the boisterous crowd surrounding him wasn't helping any, only piquing the extremely suppressed animalistic instincts as he sat there. It drove his -very- worn patience to its maximum.
He was -not- going to give in though, no matter how difficult it got. He couldn't, not until he knew if there was a chance...
But even as he regarded that, Wufei found himself getting up from the stool and following the two outside, the neon clock reading quarter till three. Their bobbing shadows stretched out onto the pavement from the alleyway a few feet away and he went after the retreating forms. The forcibly quelled pain inside broke from its restraints and wracked his body, his senses beginning to spiral out of control.
Wufei could feel his face twisting, his human facade contorting into the ugly, grotesque damnation that consumed him internally, the thing he fought with all the time to keep hidden. He clenched his jaw tightly, the metallic taste of blood trickling into his mouth as his canines elongated, starting to pierce the tip of his tongue painfully.
Heero and the girl were now straight ahead, half shrouded in the gloom.
'Maybe only a little- No!! I cannot give in to this curse! It cannot defeat me; it will only make me as vile as them...' Wufei stumbled, gripping his fingers through his hair so hard that it fell from its ponytail like streams of black ink.
A pair of hands took him by the shoulders roughly and pulled him back up into a standing position, his haunted, red tinged onyx gaze meeting intense Prussian.
"Wufei, you're a mess- please, just let it go," Heero said quietly, not blinking as he stared into those tortured eyes, his own emotions unreadable as always. "...Just let it go..."
//Awaken you//
//With little evil inside//
//I've stricken you//
//There isn't a thing that I can do//
//Watching the whole thing just wash away//
//Making me long//
//Making you strong//
"I- I can't-" Wufei recoiled, his shoulders quivering under his touch as he barely held himself together. Heero didn't know whether to be frustrated with his idiocy or to be in awe of his will to maintain morality despite what toll it may take on his own survival.
"Wufei-" He began tentatively, but the Chinese vampire shook his head, refusing to listen any more.
"NO!" Wufei jerked out of Heero's grasp and staggered back up the alley the way he had entered, running blindly through the thinning amounts of pedestrians on the sidewalk. He didn't care where his feet led him, away from people, from the enticement that provoked his raging untamed senses. But with his head ducked down out of sight in shame as he fled, Wufei didn't see the amethyst-eyed slayer walking right in his path until they collided.
"Hey- Wufei? Oi! Where are you going?!" Duo spun around in a daze as the trenchcoat-clad body vanished into the throng again before he could follow or get a full view. "This is -really- not my night...What in the fuck is going on here!"
"It would seem that he is running."
Duo turned back to the monotone voice and scowled angrily at the Japanese vampire that had appeared in the wake of their collision. "You! What the hell did you do to him?!"
Heero looked mildly affronted. "I don't know what you're talking about. I was merely trying to help and he ran away," he said flatly, shrugging slightly. 'Where are the others? Why is the slayer still alive?'
"Help with what?"
"Is this Twenty Questions? Besides, it's none of your damn business anyway, so why does it matter?" Heero replied evenly, his expression irritated on the outside, though within, he found that the slayer's anger-fueled power was really quite appealing.
Duo was burning with fury by then, but before he could lash out, a tall blonde materialized out of the shadows beside them.
"Heero! We've got...a problem..." Sally's blue eyes went wide at the sight of her braided target towering with rage in front of her. "Oh my..."
"I realized that," he said tersely.
Things were definitely going to be interesting...
***
*hides* EEP! Please don't kill me...o.O;;; It will get better- er- eventually...Oh the angst floods are getting ready to pour...I can feel it! *dun dun dun*
*scampers off to drink more caffeine and begin writing the next chapter*