Hey all my lovely reviewers!!!
I sincerely apologize in the realllllllllly long delay in this chapter, but I got myself grounded from the computer, entirely, so I had to go for three days without Internet or being able to work on the story. *dies* Please forgive me! At least you're lucky I had to stay home from school today because I had to see the psycho-person doctor for undisclosed reasons, so I was able to work on the story all day to get it done just for you guys! See how much I love you? ^_^
Now! About the chapter! I bring in MORE Gundam Wing characters!!!! *shiver* And one especially creepy one at that. I think you know who it is when I say C-R-E-E-P-Y. *shivers* I won't be able to watch Endless Waltz again without thinking of that anime music video of Rammstein's. You have to watch it. Man, and I thought Mariemaia was creepy before...now...*shiver* Ah well, I'll live. Anywho! We have alllllll sorts of fun with this! Lots!
Reviews!
Avenged Suffering: You just have to read to find out what happens. ^_^ And YES! Heero's just an evil jealous (sexy) vampire! Haha!
KitsuneDewAddict: Wow. You read it ALL in ONE sitting? I feel special. ^_^ I've done that before with stories too! And you've read 'Of Blood And Tears'? Even more wow! ^_______^ But yes, the whole Zechs/Treize/Wufei/Heero thing is about to be explained a bit more, but yeah, Zechs chose him, Treize turned him, and Heero got stuck with the leftovers and never told Wufei about it. *sweatdrop* And we will have more scenes of Wufei with his mind in the gutter, since that seems one of the most popular demands in this fic so far! ^^;;; That, and I just love writing it. I don't think we'll be seeing tight pants anytime soon (unless they're on Zechs or Heero. *drool*), but I'll see what I can come up with. ^.~
Lady Rune: Gomen ne for the spider thing! I thought that was nice and creep-worthy for the scene! ^_^ And no Wufei cuddling Duo...yet. Yet mind you. Yummy lemon-y goodness is in the near future though...
Mars: The chapter was that good, eh? ^_^ Get ready to have more chills...*shiver* I'm bringing Mariemaia and Schitzo Une into the mix, so it's gonna get -really- creepy. ^_____^
Ravenquills: Haha...I think alllll the reviewers have well established that Heero is indeed a bastard in my story. ^^;;;; I don't think he'll ever forgive me when I finish this fic. I think Treize and Zechs are kinda cute...*ahem*
Lexington: Thankies! I'm glad you liked it! We have more fun in this chapter! ^_^
Shella: YES! Now -that- is definitely my favorite kind of review. Nice long and lovely. ^_____^ And from my cooooolest reviewer- person! It's ok about that last review, I know exactly how you feel, it's annoying as heck. I think it was cause of those little '' signs. Did you have any of those in your review? Cause those tend to cut out parts of the review for some odd reason. But it's all good. And yes new characters are fun to make plot twists with, for good example, this chapter. *shiver* Mariemaia...the creepiest little girl ever. And yes, I like Sally and Noin together, I dunno, it's just that they interact really well in Endless Waltz, but that's just me. *shrug* And I like Zechs much better with Treize anyways. ^____^ I think Heero should've just killed Relena when he had the chance. Hence all my Relena bashing in all my stories. Enough said. And if you think Wufei humming Chinese is sweet, wait till you see what Wufei gets from Duo when he falls asleep! I think it's a bit too sappy for my taste, but it worked, so I'm happy. Happy reading my dearest Shella-chan!
Yami Crystal: Heh, sorry about the shortness of the chapter. I've got all sorts of cliffhangers lined up for the next few chapters, so get used to the suspense! ^_____^
Smiley-person: How can you sic Heero on me when I've got him locked away in his little evil closet? ^____^ But here's the next chapter anyways!!
SanosukeLover- Milly Maxwell: Heh, one of the few who like my Evil Heero. They either think he's sexxah, or a straight out bastard. Ah well. I can't please them all, now can I?
Solain Rhyo: No more deities? *shock* Heh. I'm glad you like my ficcy! ^___^
Ryoko-onee: Ooo...Is this a new reviewer-person? Or have I seen you before? Either way...Thankies! Glad you're enjoying my little story. ^____^
A Fan: *sweatdrop* Death threats do nothing but amuse me. ^_^
Now that that's done and over with, I think you all wanna read the story, ne?
Go! Read! Be free! ^_____^
***
Despite the promise that he would stay up to rouse Duo if need be; sometime during the course of the wait, Wufei had managed to find his way on to the edge of the bed and dozed off, his head resting on top of his right arm. The other was draped protectively over braided boy's pillow.
That was how Duo discovered him when he woke up. He had rolled over on his back and stretched, nearly jumping out of his skin when something warm on his pillow had touched him. Once he realized it was only Wufei, all Duo was worried about was if he had disturbed him, but he hadn't.
In fact, he looked quite peaceful.
Seeing him lying there, Duo felt extremely guilty for so readily letting him stay up all day and keep watch solely to make sure -he- didn't have another nightmare. Having not been exactly in his right mind at the time, he didn't think twice about all the things Wufei must have gone through during the ordeal, or how much of a toll it had taken. He had just given in without a fight because he had been too damn tired to care.
Duo gently combed some long, silky raven strands of hair from the Asian's tranquil, caramel complexioned face with a pensive frown turning the corners of his mouth down. For someone who seemed so caring and passionate about his beliefs of honor and moral, what did Wufei do that was so bad as to make the heavens thrust him into the accursed life of a vampire? In the entirety of the time Duo had spent with the Chinese teen, though short as it was, he had never once seen or heard of him doing anything so horrible that would put him into eternal damnation; everything he did had been for purely noble intentions. As far as he knew anyway, though even the things he had done that might have been considered bad, Wufei felt nothing but regret for, never satisfaction.
Hell, Duo wouldn't have felt sorry for stabbing Heero, who more than well deserved a swift kick in the ass.
But Wufei did. He had actually been sorry he had done it.
You certainly didn't hear something like that very often. At least from a vampire anyways.
All the more reason for him to help find a -feasible- cure. A good guy like him should not be forced to endure such torture just for being honest and sincere.
Not while Shinigami still drew breath.
With that thought in mind, Duo got up carefully and straightened out his sheets a bit before gently lifting Wufei from his uncomfortable position in the computer chair to his bed. He hesitated on letting go as his peaceful expression clouded briefly at the movement, though his touch lingered longer than it should have after the moment had passed as he finished tucking him in.
Duo quietly gathered the things he needed and left a little note on the empty computer chair, taking one more glance at Wufei's slumbering form as he shut his bedroom door behind him.
***
Heero sat at the bar counter again, occasionally conversing with Noin, as Zechs and Treize took care of their end of the bargain. He didn't like going to the platinum blonde for aid, but he -was- the person to go to whenever you wanted something taken care of immediately, despite major character flaws, they were very efficient when it came to fighting tactics.
Ever since the incident with Wufei though, Heero had lost respect for Zechs because of the way he had handled it, and he had never been tolerant of Treize to begin with. Personally, he had yet to turn a human himself, but he had been taught that if you made the choice to do so, you had to assume -some- responsibility for your actions. You had to teach them the basics of how to live their new life before kicking them to the curb.
They didn't do that. Zechs had basically used Wufei as an object for Treize to toy with, the fact that he happened to look handsome was only an added bonus; they hadn't counted on him being turned as a result. Already having his 'hands full' with Treize, Zechs had approached Heero and asked him to take the Asian as his own charge in exchange of him owing a big favor.
Heero didn't know why he had agreed, but he did. So now he was making use of the favor long overdue to him. It was almost ironic how the reason he had a debt owed to him ended up being the exact thing he was getting paid back for.
Glancing up at the blue neon clock, Heero stepped down from the barstool with a curt farewell to Noin before leaving the Marquee for his rendezvous with a certain braided slayer.
***
A nice shower does wonders to a poor, aching body.
Duo came out into the living room with a sigh of content, meticulously braiding his damp chestnut hair over his shoulder, feeling relaxed. Something he hadn't been in a good too many days. And he actually looked half-decent too. No cuts, bruises, lacerations, or foreign objects of any kind on or in him. Yaay.
Now Quatre and Trowa on the other hand...Duo had nearly forgotten about his little episode earlier in the midst of his rejuvenation until he entered the room with a semi-cheerful smile and was met by tired jade and another extremely fidgety cerulean pair of eyes.
"Aa...I'm sorry guys- I-"
"Are you sure you want to go out with us tonight?" Trowa asked tentatively.
"What?" Duo frowned, standing in front of the couple with his weaving hands stopping halfway through the plait.
"Well- what he means, is after this morning..." Quatre continued nervously, chewing his bottom lip. "If you're not up to it, we'd understand..."
"Oh, I see," he proceeded to finish his braid rather forcibly and the empath winced at the flat tone in his voice. "So Poor Duo has a bad dream and suddenly isn't competent enough to go on with his duties, is that it? No, you're not worried about that. You're worried about what caused it. You're afraid of what might happen if we ran into Heero tonight, and don't say it's not true. Wufei told me everything from the party."
"He knows how to get under your skin Duo," Trowa replied, seeming unperturbed by his outburst.
"I'm not stupid!" he shot back angrily. "Despite popular belief, I -do- learn from my mistakes, damn it!"
"Who said you were stupid? You're not! We just don't want you to get hurt!" Quatre exclaimed, looking offended at Duo for even considering that they would think he was stupid. "This is over our heads. You're in too deep to get out now, we're only trying to keep you alive through it all."
Duo scowled. "I can take care of myself."
"Sure proved that last night, now didn't you?" Trowa inquired caustically.
"Trowa!" The blonde stared in disbelief at his lover.
"Fine, if it's gonna be like that then I'll just leave and prove it myself!" Duo snapped, snatching his jacket from the hall closet and slamming the apartment door behind him.
"What the hell is your problem?" Quatre asked, getting up from the loveseat and heading to the door.
As realization hit, Trowa's eyes went wide. "I don't know what came over me...I'm sorry."
"Don't apologize to me! You're the one that drove Duo out of here, apologize to him!" Quatre rushed out into the hall, but the braided boy was long gone.
***
Duo was so beside himself that he didn't have the patience to bother with the elevator. He just kicked in the stairwell door and went down through there instead, he wouldn't be surprised if people complained from his loud stomping.
He could take care of himself! He didn't need other people fawning over him all the damn time because they don't think he can do it himself!
But as Duo's edgy temper cooled as he walked down the sidewalk, he began to see where Quatre and Trowa had been coming from. They had been right, he probably -shouldn't- be out at all for at least a day or two...but he hated feeling useless, like unneeded baggage. He had to be doing -something-, even if it was the wrong thing, if it made him useful.
Once again, Duo has opened his big mouth and inserted his foot. Wasn't a first, and it more than likely wouldn't be the last time. Still, he felt like an asshole for the way he had treated his partners. He took a deep breath, settling the last of his nerves as he turned to head back home, but a little girl took hold of his arm and tugged on it.
"Can you help me?"
Duo stooped down until he was eye level. The girl appeared no more than maybe seven or eight, with short, boyish red hair combed back behind her ears and chilling blue eyes that stood out predominately from her pale milky skin. She wore a cute petite camisole dress with a matching cardigan; a lot like an outfit Shirley Temple might have worn in the movies.
"What can I do for you Miss...?" Duo trailed of questionably for a name. He couldn't quite place it, though all he could think was that the girl was -creepy-.
"Mariemaia. Do you know where the Sunnydale apartments are? I've lost my parents, but I know that was where they were going."
"Umm..." he paused. "Yeah, they're a couple of blocks down, past the park." Duo pointed behind him.
Mariemaia's doleful expression brightened up. "Could you take me there? Please?"
"Er..." He wanted to say 'no'...but she -was- only a little girl..."All right."
Her smile widened and she latched onto his arm, dragging him through the crowd.
Wasn't he supposed to be the one leading the way?
Duo's unease grew as he was pulled along and he glanced around, trying to locate the source. With the girl Mariemaia with him, he couldn't rightly whip out any of his weapons unless he wanted to scare her shitless, though he could sense the presence of vampires shielding themselves. Not exactly where, but they were -there-.
"Mariemaia!"
The red haired girl stopped and abruptly released her grip on him as two people waved to them from the entrance to the park. The man was tall, with ginger colored hair like Mariemaia and odd eyebrows, and the woman had long light brown hair pulled into two braided buns at the neck with feathery bangs falling into her glasses covered eyes. As they approached him, the butterflies in his stomach fluttered wildly.
"These are my 'parents', thank you for helping me Mister Duo."
His heart stopped. Duo had not told Mariemaia his name.
Someone came up from behind and laid a firm grip on his shoulders.
"I do believe a person you know very well has a score to finish with you...Shinigami."
Boy was he screwed.
***
I sincerely apologize in the realllllllllly long delay in this chapter, but I got myself grounded from the computer, entirely, so I had to go for three days without Internet or being able to work on the story. *dies* Please forgive me! At least you're lucky I had to stay home from school today because I had to see the psycho-person doctor for undisclosed reasons, so I was able to work on the story all day to get it done just for you guys! See how much I love you? ^_^
Now! About the chapter! I bring in MORE Gundam Wing characters!!!! *shiver* And one especially creepy one at that. I think you know who it is when I say C-R-E-E-P-Y. *shivers* I won't be able to watch Endless Waltz again without thinking of that anime music video of Rammstein's. You have to watch it. Man, and I thought Mariemaia was creepy before...now...*shiver* Ah well, I'll live. Anywho! We have alllllll sorts of fun with this! Lots!
Reviews!
Avenged Suffering: You just have to read to find out what happens. ^_^ And YES! Heero's just an evil jealous (sexy) vampire! Haha!
KitsuneDewAddict: Wow. You read it ALL in ONE sitting? I feel special. ^_^ I've done that before with stories too! And you've read 'Of Blood And Tears'? Even more wow! ^_______^ But yes, the whole Zechs/Treize/Wufei/Heero thing is about to be explained a bit more, but yeah, Zechs chose him, Treize turned him, and Heero got stuck with the leftovers and never told Wufei about it. *sweatdrop* And we will have more scenes of Wufei with his mind in the gutter, since that seems one of the most popular demands in this fic so far! ^^;;; That, and I just love writing it. I don't think we'll be seeing tight pants anytime soon (unless they're on Zechs or Heero. *drool*), but I'll see what I can come up with. ^.~
Lady Rune: Gomen ne for the spider thing! I thought that was nice and creep-worthy for the scene! ^_^ And no Wufei cuddling Duo...yet. Yet mind you. Yummy lemon-y goodness is in the near future though...
Mars: The chapter was that good, eh? ^_^ Get ready to have more chills...*shiver* I'm bringing Mariemaia and Schitzo Une into the mix, so it's gonna get -really- creepy. ^_____^
Ravenquills: Haha...I think alllll the reviewers have well established that Heero is indeed a bastard in my story. ^^;;;; I don't think he'll ever forgive me when I finish this fic. I think Treize and Zechs are kinda cute...*ahem*
Lexington: Thankies! I'm glad you liked it! We have more fun in this chapter! ^_^
Shella: YES! Now -that- is definitely my favorite kind of review. Nice long and lovely. ^_____^ And from my cooooolest reviewer- person! It's ok about that last review, I know exactly how you feel, it's annoying as heck. I think it was cause of those little '' signs. Did you have any of those in your review? Cause those tend to cut out parts of the review for some odd reason. But it's all good. And yes new characters are fun to make plot twists with, for good example, this chapter. *shiver* Mariemaia...the creepiest little girl ever. And yes, I like Sally and Noin together, I dunno, it's just that they interact really well in Endless Waltz, but that's just me. *shrug* And I like Zechs much better with Treize anyways. ^____^ I think Heero should've just killed Relena when he had the chance. Hence all my Relena bashing in all my stories. Enough said. And if you think Wufei humming Chinese is sweet, wait till you see what Wufei gets from Duo when he falls asleep! I think it's a bit too sappy for my taste, but it worked, so I'm happy. Happy reading my dearest Shella-chan!
Yami Crystal: Heh, sorry about the shortness of the chapter. I've got all sorts of cliffhangers lined up for the next few chapters, so get used to the suspense! ^_____^
Smiley-person: How can you sic Heero on me when I've got him locked away in his little evil closet? ^____^ But here's the next chapter anyways!!
SanosukeLover- Milly Maxwell: Heh, one of the few who like my Evil Heero. They either think he's sexxah, or a straight out bastard. Ah well. I can't please them all, now can I?
Solain Rhyo: No more deities? *shock* Heh. I'm glad you like my ficcy! ^___^
Ryoko-onee: Ooo...Is this a new reviewer-person? Or have I seen you before? Either way...Thankies! Glad you're enjoying my little story. ^____^
A Fan: *sweatdrop* Death threats do nothing but amuse me. ^_^
Now that that's done and over with, I think you all wanna read the story, ne?
Go! Read! Be free! ^_____^
***
Despite the promise that he would stay up to rouse Duo if need be; sometime during the course of the wait, Wufei had managed to find his way on to the edge of the bed and dozed off, his head resting on top of his right arm. The other was draped protectively over braided boy's pillow.
That was how Duo discovered him when he woke up. He had rolled over on his back and stretched, nearly jumping out of his skin when something warm on his pillow had touched him. Once he realized it was only Wufei, all Duo was worried about was if he had disturbed him, but he hadn't.
In fact, he looked quite peaceful.
Seeing him lying there, Duo felt extremely guilty for so readily letting him stay up all day and keep watch solely to make sure -he- didn't have another nightmare. Having not been exactly in his right mind at the time, he didn't think twice about all the things Wufei must have gone through during the ordeal, or how much of a toll it had taken. He had just given in without a fight because he had been too damn tired to care.
Duo gently combed some long, silky raven strands of hair from the Asian's tranquil, caramel complexioned face with a pensive frown turning the corners of his mouth down. For someone who seemed so caring and passionate about his beliefs of honor and moral, what did Wufei do that was so bad as to make the heavens thrust him into the accursed life of a vampire? In the entirety of the time Duo had spent with the Chinese teen, though short as it was, he had never once seen or heard of him doing anything so horrible that would put him into eternal damnation; everything he did had been for purely noble intentions. As far as he knew anyway, though even the things he had done that might have been considered bad, Wufei felt nothing but regret for, never satisfaction.
Hell, Duo wouldn't have felt sorry for stabbing Heero, who more than well deserved a swift kick in the ass.
But Wufei did. He had actually been sorry he had done it.
You certainly didn't hear something like that very often. At least from a vampire anyways.
All the more reason for him to help find a -feasible- cure. A good guy like him should not be forced to endure such torture just for being honest and sincere.
Not while Shinigami still drew breath.
With that thought in mind, Duo got up carefully and straightened out his sheets a bit before gently lifting Wufei from his uncomfortable position in the computer chair to his bed. He hesitated on letting go as his peaceful expression clouded briefly at the movement, though his touch lingered longer than it should have after the moment had passed as he finished tucking him in.
Duo quietly gathered the things he needed and left a little note on the empty computer chair, taking one more glance at Wufei's slumbering form as he shut his bedroom door behind him.
***
Heero sat at the bar counter again, occasionally conversing with Noin, as Zechs and Treize took care of their end of the bargain. He didn't like going to the platinum blonde for aid, but he -was- the person to go to whenever you wanted something taken care of immediately, despite major character flaws, they were very efficient when it came to fighting tactics.
Ever since the incident with Wufei though, Heero had lost respect for Zechs because of the way he had handled it, and he had never been tolerant of Treize to begin with. Personally, he had yet to turn a human himself, but he had been taught that if you made the choice to do so, you had to assume -some- responsibility for your actions. You had to teach them the basics of how to live their new life before kicking them to the curb.
They didn't do that. Zechs had basically used Wufei as an object for Treize to toy with, the fact that he happened to look handsome was only an added bonus; they hadn't counted on him being turned as a result. Already having his 'hands full' with Treize, Zechs had approached Heero and asked him to take the Asian as his own charge in exchange of him owing a big favor.
Heero didn't know why he had agreed, but he did. So now he was making use of the favor long overdue to him. It was almost ironic how the reason he had a debt owed to him ended up being the exact thing he was getting paid back for.
Glancing up at the blue neon clock, Heero stepped down from the barstool with a curt farewell to Noin before leaving the Marquee for his rendezvous with a certain braided slayer.
***
A nice shower does wonders to a poor, aching body.
Duo came out into the living room with a sigh of content, meticulously braiding his damp chestnut hair over his shoulder, feeling relaxed. Something he hadn't been in a good too many days. And he actually looked half-decent too. No cuts, bruises, lacerations, or foreign objects of any kind on or in him. Yaay.
Now Quatre and Trowa on the other hand...Duo had nearly forgotten about his little episode earlier in the midst of his rejuvenation until he entered the room with a semi-cheerful smile and was met by tired jade and another extremely fidgety cerulean pair of eyes.
"Aa...I'm sorry guys- I-"
"Are you sure you want to go out with us tonight?" Trowa asked tentatively.
"What?" Duo frowned, standing in front of the couple with his weaving hands stopping halfway through the plait.
"Well- what he means, is after this morning..." Quatre continued nervously, chewing his bottom lip. "If you're not up to it, we'd understand..."
"Oh, I see," he proceeded to finish his braid rather forcibly and the empath winced at the flat tone in his voice. "So Poor Duo has a bad dream and suddenly isn't competent enough to go on with his duties, is that it? No, you're not worried about that. You're worried about what caused it. You're afraid of what might happen if we ran into Heero tonight, and don't say it's not true. Wufei told me everything from the party."
"He knows how to get under your skin Duo," Trowa replied, seeming unperturbed by his outburst.
"I'm not stupid!" he shot back angrily. "Despite popular belief, I -do- learn from my mistakes, damn it!"
"Who said you were stupid? You're not! We just don't want you to get hurt!" Quatre exclaimed, looking offended at Duo for even considering that they would think he was stupid. "This is over our heads. You're in too deep to get out now, we're only trying to keep you alive through it all."
Duo scowled. "I can take care of myself."
"Sure proved that last night, now didn't you?" Trowa inquired caustically.
"Trowa!" The blonde stared in disbelief at his lover.
"Fine, if it's gonna be like that then I'll just leave and prove it myself!" Duo snapped, snatching his jacket from the hall closet and slamming the apartment door behind him.
"What the hell is your problem?" Quatre asked, getting up from the loveseat and heading to the door.
As realization hit, Trowa's eyes went wide. "I don't know what came over me...I'm sorry."
"Don't apologize to me! You're the one that drove Duo out of here, apologize to him!" Quatre rushed out into the hall, but the braided boy was long gone.
***
Duo was so beside himself that he didn't have the patience to bother with the elevator. He just kicked in the stairwell door and went down through there instead, he wouldn't be surprised if people complained from his loud stomping.
He could take care of himself! He didn't need other people fawning over him all the damn time because they don't think he can do it himself!
But as Duo's edgy temper cooled as he walked down the sidewalk, he began to see where Quatre and Trowa had been coming from. They had been right, he probably -shouldn't- be out at all for at least a day or two...but he hated feeling useless, like unneeded baggage. He had to be doing -something-, even if it was the wrong thing, if it made him useful.
Once again, Duo has opened his big mouth and inserted his foot. Wasn't a first, and it more than likely wouldn't be the last time. Still, he felt like an asshole for the way he had treated his partners. He took a deep breath, settling the last of his nerves as he turned to head back home, but a little girl took hold of his arm and tugged on it.
"Can you help me?"
Duo stooped down until he was eye level. The girl appeared no more than maybe seven or eight, with short, boyish red hair combed back behind her ears and chilling blue eyes that stood out predominately from her pale milky skin. She wore a cute petite camisole dress with a matching cardigan; a lot like an outfit Shirley Temple might have worn in the movies.
"What can I do for you Miss...?" Duo trailed of questionably for a name. He couldn't quite place it, though all he could think was that the girl was -creepy-.
"Mariemaia. Do you know where the Sunnydale apartments are? I've lost my parents, but I know that was where they were going."
"Umm..." he paused. "Yeah, they're a couple of blocks down, past the park." Duo pointed behind him.
Mariemaia's doleful expression brightened up. "Could you take me there? Please?"
"Er..." He wanted to say 'no'...but she -was- only a little girl..."All right."
Her smile widened and she latched onto his arm, dragging him through the crowd.
Wasn't he supposed to be the one leading the way?
Duo's unease grew as he was pulled along and he glanced around, trying to locate the source. With the girl Mariemaia with him, he couldn't rightly whip out any of his weapons unless he wanted to scare her shitless, though he could sense the presence of vampires shielding themselves. Not exactly where, but they were -there-.
"Mariemaia!"
The red haired girl stopped and abruptly released her grip on him as two people waved to them from the entrance to the park. The man was tall, with ginger colored hair like Mariemaia and odd eyebrows, and the woman had long light brown hair pulled into two braided buns at the neck with feathery bangs falling into her glasses covered eyes. As they approached him, the butterflies in his stomach fluttered wildly.
"These are my 'parents', thank you for helping me Mister Duo."
His heart stopped. Duo had not told Mariemaia his name.
Someone came up from behind and laid a firm grip on his shoulders.
"I do believe a person you know very well has a score to finish with you...Shinigami."
Boy was he screwed.
***