Change

Disclaimer: me no own, me no make money off this, me just borrowing the boys. *nods*

Warnings: cursing

Pairings: various

Notes: Thanx to those who reviewed. Here's another chapter that wasn't in my head until I wrote it. I have a lemon that I want to write, but it doesn't fit in and I have a new character that'll be in this chapter. Woot!

Chapter 6

They had made it safely to the dorms and sneaked past security so those boys could go in. Trowa and Wufei took Melanie to her and Heather's room. Duo started walking towards his room, but Chi whispered something.

"What?" Duo asked.

"My room. It's a single," she repeated, "two halls to the right room number 212."

Duo and Quatre nodded and they proceeded to bring the girl to the room. At the door she swiped her key through the card holder and opened the door. The placed her onto her bed and Quatre rushed into the bathroom to get the first-aid.

"I've figured out why you can't sense them."

Duo looked at Chi and noticed that she had stopped breathing and that all noises ceased, Duo turned to Solo who was sitting at the computer chair.

"What then?" Duo asked impatiently. Solo frowned, there was going to be no teasing this time.

"She's a mix," Solo answered.

"What kind of mix can possibly suck in a mortal?"

"I can't find the first-aid kit Duo!" Quatre called from the bathroom. Solo looked at the bathroom door and raised his eyebrows.

"Hm, what kind of being would be able to slip from my time alter?" Solo mused.

"Quatre's a psi," Duo answered, "you better go before he comes in here." Solo nodded and kissed Duo's forehead before resuming time.

"Oh! I found it!" Quatre exclaimed walking to the room. He paused and looked a little dazed.

"Something happened," Quatre stated. Duo shrugged and held out his hands for the kit. "A time pause, right?" Quatre continued. Duo nodded.

"I was talking to Death. It turns out she's a mix."

"Oh," Quatre said. Quatre quickly looked over the battered girl, assessing the damage. "We're going to have to take off her shirt and pants. She has cuts and bruises everywhere."

"Wow, you can tell that my looking at her?"

Quatre chuckled and shook his head. "She's got deep blood stains in some parts, including tears, and I used a little bit of my power." Duo nodded and the two started to clean the girl.

*~*

Chi moaned as pain shot through her body. She slowly opened an eye as Heero tallied up her injuries.

//Mostly cuts and bruises, nothing broken. Swollen ankle most likely sprained, everything appears to be treated. //

//Thanks captain obvious. // Chi growled then she sighed. //Thanks for last night. // Heero shrugged.

//It's my body also. //

Chi let out a frustrated growl and heard somebody stir. Chi sat up quickly and instantly regretted it. She let out a small cry of pain and couldn't keep her head from spinning.

"Are you ok?"

Chi gasped. "Trowa?" Chi gasped again. //Fuck! I let that slip. //

But Trowa didn't say anything; instead he placed two fingers onto her forehead. Chi closed her eyes and let all of Heero's thoughts come forward.

//Trowa. // Heero stated.

//Heero. What's happening? //

//It's complicated and my body is starting to lose its energy. We'll be changing soon and I still need to complete my mission. //

Trowa mentally nodded. //How long? //

//Not sure. //

Trowa nodded again and took his fingers away. Chi fell back onto the bed. His fingers tingled with energy that was transferred to him.

//Looks like I took some of their energy. // Trowa thought.

"Why'd you do that?" Wufei asked. Trowa turned around to see Wufei leaning on his elbows looking at him. Trowa shrugged and looked at the sleeping form.

"Heero's in there, but he doesn't seem to know what's happening either." Trowa paused then looked back to Wufei. "What are you?"

Wufei sat fully up and sat Indian style. He glanced to the side and saw that the blond and the loud mouth were fast asleep. The night before when they had finished cleaning up the girl Quatre had called Trowa and informed them where they were. They went to the room and slept on the floor. Wufei looked back at Trowa and looked him in the eyes.

"I'm a dragon-shifter and psi mix." He demonstrated this by holding out his hands. The hand started to turn green and scales started to pop up. He twisted his hand and a pair of scissors safely made their way to his hand. "What are you?" Wufei questioned, letting his hand turn human.

"A messenger," Trowa answered. Wufei's eyebrows quirked up.

"A messenger?" Wufei repeated. Trowa nodded. "You don't seem like one."

"Not all of us can be blond and blue eyed with cheerful dispositions. It's hard seeing innocents sent to hell."

Wufei nodded, understanding what Trowa was saying.

"How long is he going to be like that?" Wufei asked, changing the subject. Trowa shrugged.

"He doesn't know," Trowa looked down at his fingers. They still tingled with her power. "But he says he'll be shifting soon. He's still got a mission to do."

Wufei nodded then looked over at the braided one.

"Did he mention anything about us being here?" Wufei asked.

Trowa shrugged. "It was vague and I had no missions lined up. It sounded important though."

"Yeah, I suppose. Something about Heero in drag and death calling."

"Duo is a strange one."

There was a yawn from the floor. The two awake pilots turned to see Quatre waking up.

"Good morning," he said stifling a yawn, "how is she?"

"She'll be shifting soon, but it's not sure when," Trowa answered.

Quatre nodded and sat up. "I hope their both ok," Quatre wished quietly. "Um, what time is it?"

Wufei glanced at his watch. "Saturday, 0852." (8:52)

Quatre nodded and smiled. "What should we do now?"

"I think we should have an orgy!"

Quatre hit Duo over the head with his pillow. "Wrong answer Duo," Quatre said.

Duo grinned while rubbing his head. "That hurt Quatre, that really hurt."

Quatre rolled his head and looked over at Duo. "What are we going to do now?"

Duo shrugged. "I haven't thought of that yet to tell you the truth. I wanted you all here to see if you could find Heero in drag, but it turns out that he's not really in drag."

"What are you?" Trowa asked looking at Duo. Duo smiled darkly.

"Ain't it obvious? I told you I never lie."

Trowa snorted. "You really are a shinigami."

Duo nodded proudly. "A messenger right? I wasn't sure when I first met you, but I can see you wings now in the sunlight."

Quatre blinked and squinted at Trowa. Trowa looked uninterestedly at Quatre. Soon Quatre was crawling and squinting at Trowa. Trowa looked away, trying not to blush and keep his impassive mask. Quatre held out a hand to the air behind Trowa back and started to stroke something. Quatre smiled and sat back onto his haunches.

"I saw them and I felt them!" Quatre exclaimed. "It's hard to see but they are very soft. I would have never thought you were a messenger."

Trowa shrugged and looked away. Quatre turned to Duo and squinted beyond Duo. Duo laughed. "My wings only show in the moonlight."

Quatre pouted but nodded.

"When are you all leaving?"

The four pilots looked up at the bed to see Chi slowly sitting up and holding her head, her face in a grimace of pain.

"You want us all to leave?" Duo pouted. Chi shot him a glare and nodded.

"We've got a mission to complete and then all this shit can stop."

"She's starting to sound a little like Heero," Wufei mused. Chi closed her eyes and held her head in her hands.

"Chiharu?" Duo asked standing up. He walked over to her and placed a hand on her shoulder. She shook her head.

"Leave so I can get ready and leave. Don't touch me anymore."

Duo took off his hand as if it were burned. Trowa stood up and gently pulled Duo away. He kneeled down by the bed and tried to get her to look at him.

"Chiharu," Trowa whispered. She didn't look up. Trowa reached out ready to touch her forehead, but she pulled away. Her eyes were wide with fear as she scanned the people. She shook her head and ran into the bathroom.

The pilots looked dumbfounded at each other, unsure of what just happened.

~*~

Chiharu paced in the bathroom, not looking at the mirror.

//What?! // Heero yelled. Chiharu winced and glared at the mirror. Heero was standing in the reflection giving her an equal glare.

"You!" she screamed pointing at the mirror. "I remember everything."

Heero looked at her strangely. He had a clue of what she was talking about, but he wasn't too sure.

//What? // Heero asked again, more patiently.

Chiharu sat on the rim of the bath tub and held her head in her hands.

"When Trowa touched me and he started to talk to just you I could see the memories that you were keeping away from me. It just jumped out at me. That day, after you met that girl and after you set up the explosives," Chiharu explained. Heero shook his head.

//No don't say it. // He growled.

She ignored it and continued. "I was in far away from the explosion, but I was burned anyway. I was going to die, but you came by for some reason. I was shifting into.into something! And you, you came by to survey the damage, crying after a dog and a girl. You touched me while I was shifting and my energy leapt into you." She looked up at him, with hatred in her eyes. "You made me like this! You killed my foster family."

//Damn it! I didn't mean it. I was still inexperienced. It was a small miscalculation. I suffered too you know. //

"Yeah, it sure shows now." She stood up and glared at the reflection. He was glaring back but there were many emotions going through his blue eyes. "I fucking hate you! You're a cold blooded murderer with no fucking free will!!!!"

//Fuck you! I'd be better off without you! //

"BASTARD!!!!"

She pulled back her fist and shattered the mirror.

*~*

The pilots were all around the door. After they heard her having an argument with herself Duo was picking the lock. The lock was new and hard to get through. He was actually starting to sweat under the conditions and his heart was driving him mad. It was beating against his chest and he could hardly hear himself think.

"BASTARD!!!!"

The lock clicked and something shattered. They swung the door open. It creaked its protest, but nobody noticed.

The mirror was shattered. Chiharu was breathing hard. Her hands were on the sink, her knuckles white from the pressure, her head staring down at either the sink or her hands. But what they noticed the most was the blood that was on the hanging pieces of the mirror, the blood that was slowly dripping to the floor, and the blood that was on her hands.

But Duo and Trowa bypassed the life source. Instead they were looking at the person standing beside her. He was in a black robe and smiling.

They watched as his mouth moved silently, slow enough for them to lip read.

"She's mine."









GWing: *grins* did anybody see that coming? Eh? Now we know what happened, but what mix is she? The clues are there, who will figure it out first? I mean you the audience, not the characters. Hee hee. They'll find out, but anybody care to venture what her other half is? I'll give you something. A pic or I'll write you a fic. I dunno.

I hope Heero isn't OOC at this last bit. I personally don't think he's OOC (out of character).

One last thing. so I'm not sure about the coupling of the pilots since I kinda just squeezed them in there. I wasn't gonna put them in, but Quatre can be very convincing. Yeah, he almost went Zero on me. But that's beside the point. So, what should the coupling be between the three pilots? Here's your choices and please put your in opinion in your review! Once I get five suggestions I'll post chapter 7.

4x5

3x4

4x5x3

5x4

4x3

5x3 3x5

Please vote!

I need a beta reader! E-mail me! Pleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeease!!!!!!!!!