Finally I got that fifth review I was waiting for. This means you people
get an update. ^_^
But I'm still not too sure if I should be happy about getting this last review. It's from a friend of mine and we had a bet running: If she found me on FF.net I'd write her a fic for a birthday present. I thought she would never find me - I was wrong. Now I have to write her a HeeroxDuo lemon... -.-" And yet again, I'm not sure if I should be happy or not... ^_^"
Whatever, on to the next chapter of MR! Here ya go, ppl!
- Banshee
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Muddled Realities - Chapter 02
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Heero frowned as he followed his four comrades down the corridor.
Duo had been acting strange the last few days, he thought, and a headache and tiredness couldn't be the only reasons.
It first started with Duo isolating himself from the others, shortly followed by restless nights.
Heero's room was right beside Duo's and the walls were anything but soundproof. And Heero was always up late and the first one awake in the mornings so he could hear Duo moving around in his room, and at times the other boy was usually sound asleep while he was doing this.
And then he was suddenly very easy to irritate, bordering on hostile. Just like moments ago.
Adding to all this his lack of appetite when he normally ate huge amounts of food, Heero came to the conclusion that something was going on with Duo and he really didn't like the fact that he had no clue what it was. Duo's health seemed to be fine; it was just his odd behaviour.
Heero's train of thought was interrupted when he noticed Duo, who was leading the way, had suddenly stopped. He turned around and gave everybody a questioning look.
"Did you guys just follow me or did you actually pay attention to where we are going"? Duo wanted to know.
Heero cursed himself inwardly because he realized that he had indeed no idea where they had walked to the past minutes. He had been to caught up in musing about Duo's changed behaviour.
On the outside he remained his stoic self and just pretended to ignore Duo's question - he was definitely not going to admit that Mr. Perfect Soldier hadn't been paying attention to the current mission.
Wufei was the one to answer Duo.
"Why do you ask, Maxwell? We are not lost if that is what you are indicating. You should have paid closer attention as we went inside but I can assure you that we are still on the right way."
"Oh, really? Duo inquired. "Then can you tell me where the Hell this 'right way' of yours went all of a sudden? We never passed a door like this one getting inside and still there it is now."
He pointed at the end of the corridor and everyone's eyes followed his outstretched arm.
He was right.
There was a massive wooden door in front of them. Or rather a massive wooden portal.
No way they would have forgotten something like that if they had seen it before.
Duo was definitely right: They weren't where they thought they were.
"But I'm absolutely sure that we took the right directions everywhere," Wufei insisted.
"For once I have to agree with you, Wuffers, but I think we are still lost."
"My name is 'Wufei'!" came the almost automatic response.
"We can't be lost if we didn't take any wrong turns, now can we?" Quatre mused and earned an agreeing nod from Trowa.
"And all of us are sure that we are supposed to be at the right place but obviously we aren't," Duo sighted.
Heero once again cursed himself for not paying attention before he spoke up.
"There is no use in standing around like that. I see two possibilities: One, to just continue through this door and see where it leads or two, we start blowing holes in the walls until we reach the outside."
This last suggestion left the other four boys staring at him.
Heero shrugged as he started walking towards the door.
"Thought so," he stated.
Behind him he could hear Duo muttering something about certain people having to learn the difference between 'kill' and 'overkill' and what the poor walls ever did to deserve such a threat, making Heero smirk to himself.
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Heero was the first one to walk through the wooden door, closely followed by the others.
For a few moments all of them just stood there, only a few steps into the room that wasn't really a room.
The ceiling was somewhere far off in unknown heights. The same with the walls bordering the room. All in all there was no way on Earth that this room could somehow fit into -any- building made by human hands.
What they could see from the ceiling and the walls left them with the impression that the whole room was nothing else than a huge bubble.
Everything seemed to be transparent without really letting anyone see through it and every now and then there was a multi-coloured shining reflection running over the surfaces.
In front of them was some object that somehow looked like an igloo but was transparent as well.
Then suddenly a pained gasp caught everyone's attention. Four heads turned around to make out the source of the sound and four boys where greeted with the sight of Duo down on his knees, his arms wrapped tightly around his trembling body, whimpering from time to time.
"Duo!" Quatre cried out and was at the fallen boy's side in no time - the others weren't far behind, trying to find out what was wrong with their comrade.
Duo himself didn't register the other Gundam-pilots even being there at this moment.
He hurt.
Badly.
He clutched his stomach hoping for the pain to vanish.
But it wasn't just his stomach that hurt - his insides felt like someone had poured acid over them and was now stirring them around inside him with a thermal-blade.
Duo felt like he was going to pass out any second from this intense pain.
And suddenly everything was gone.
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Duo remembered being in pain just moments ago but he didn't really care anymore.
He remembered -not- passing out like he thought he would but he didn't spend a moment thinking about it.
He remembered too that there had been people with him who were gone now but he couldn't care less.
The very moment he remembered these things they were already forgotten again.
The only thing that mattered to Duo right now was something else he remembered.
He remembered being Shinigami.
And then he screamed.
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TBC
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My muses live on chocolate and reviews.
Currently they are on a diet and not allowed to eat any chocolate.
You don't want them to starve, do you?
Review, please! ^_~
Ja ne,
- Banshee
But I'm still not too sure if I should be happy about getting this last review. It's from a friend of mine and we had a bet running: If she found me on FF.net I'd write her a fic for a birthday present. I thought she would never find me - I was wrong. Now I have to write her a HeeroxDuo lemon... -.-" And yet again, I'm not sure if I should be happy or not... ^_^"
Whatever, on to the next chapter of MR! Here ya go, ppl!
- Banshee
- - - - -
Muddled Realities - Chapter 02
- - - - -
Heero frowned as he followed his four comrades down the corridor.
Duo had been acting strange the last few days, he thought, and a headache and tiredness couldn't be the only reasons.
It first started with Duo isolating himself from the others, shortly followed by restless nights.
Heero's room was right beside Duo's and the walls were anything but soundproof. And Heero was always up late and the first one awake in the mornings so he could hear Duo moving around in his room, and at times the other boy was usually sound asleep while he was doing this.
And then he was suddenly very easy to irritate, bordering on hostile. Just like moments ago.
Adding to all this his lack of appetite when he normally ate huge amounts of food, Heero came to the conclusion that something was going on with Duo and he really didn't like the fact that he had no clue what it was. Duo's health seemed to be fine; it was just his odd behaviour.
Heero's train of thought was interrupted when he noticed Duo, who was leading the way, had suddenly stopped. He turned around and gave everybody a questioning look.
"Did you guys just follow me or did you actually pay attention to where we are going"? Duo wanted to know.
Heero cursed himself inwardly because he realized that he had indeed no idea where they had walked to the past minutes. He had been to caught up in musing about Duo's changed behaviour.
On the outside he remained his stoic self and just pretended to ignore Duo's question - he was definitely not going to admit that Mr. Perfect Soldier hadn't been paying attention to the current mission.
Wufei was the one to answer Duo.
"Why do you ask, Maxwell? We are not lost if that is what you are indicating. You should have paid closer attention as we went inside but I can assure you that we are still on the right way."
"Oh, really? Duo inquired. "Then can you tell me where the Hell this 'right way' of yours went all of a sudden? We never passed a door like this one getting inside and still there it is now."
He pointed at the end of the corridor and everyone's eyes followed his outstretched arm.
He was right.
There was a massive wooden door in front of them. Or rather a massive wooden portal.
No way they would have forgotten something like that if they had seen it before.
Duo was definitely right: They weren't where they thought they were.
"But I'm absolutely sure that we took the right directions everywhere," Wufei insisted.
"For once I have to agree with you, Wuffers, but I think we are still lost."
"My name is 'Wufei'!" came the almost automatic response.
"We can't be lost if we didn't take any wrong turns, now can we?" Quatre mused and earned an agreeing nod from Trowa.
"And all of us are sure that we are supposed to be at the right place but obviously we aren't," Duo sighted.
Heero once again cursed himself for not paying attention before he spoke up.
"There is no use in standing around like that. I see two possibilities: One, to just continue through this door and see where it leads or two, we start blowing holes in the walls until we reach the outside."
This last suggestion left the other four boys staring at him.
Heero shrugged as he started walking towards the door.
"Thought so," he stated.
Behind him he could hear Duo muttering something about certain people having to learn the difference between 'kill' and 'overkill' and what the poor walls ever did to deserve such a threat, making Heero smirk to himself.
- - - -
Heero was the first one to walk through the wooden door, closely followed by the others.
For a few moments all of them just stood there, only a few steps into the room that wasn't really a room.
The ceiling was somewhere far off in unknown heights. The same with the walls bordering the room. All in all there was no way on Earth that this room could somehow fit into -any- building made by human hands.
What they could see from the ceiling and the walls left them with the impression that the whole room was nothing else than a huge bubble.
Everything seemed to be transparent without really letting anyone see through it and every now and then there was a multi-coloured shining reflection running over the surfaces.
In front of them was some object that somehow looked like an igloo but was transparent as well.
Then suddenly a pained gasp caught everyone's attention. Four heads turned around to make out the source of the sound and four boys where greeted with the sight of Duo down on his knees, his arms wrapped tightly around his trembling body, whimpering from time to time.
"Duo!" Quatre cried out and was at the fallen boy's side in no time - the others weren't far behind, trying to find out what was wrong with their comrade.
Duo himself didn't register the other Gundam-pilots even being there at this moment.
He hurt.
Badly.
He clutched his stomach hoping for the pain to vanish.
But it wasn't just his stomach that hurt - his insides felt like someone had poured acid over them and was now stirring them around inside him with a thermal-blade.
Duo felt like he was going to pass out any second from this intense pain.
And suddenly everything was gone.
- - - - -
Duo remembered being in pain just moments ago but he didn't really care anymore.
He remembered -not- passing out like he thought he would but he didn't spend a moment thinking about it.
He remembered too that there had been people with him who were gone now but he couldn't care less.
The very moment he remembered these things they were already forgotten again.
The only thing that mattered to Duo right now was something else he remembered.
He remembered being Shinigami.
And then he screamed.
- - - - -
TBC
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My muses live on chocolate and reviews.
Currently they are on a diet and not allowed to eat any chocolate.
You don't want them to starve, do you?
Review, please! ^_~
Ja ne,
- Banshee