AN: Disclaimers are in the first chapter. I don't want to take up half a page again. All the little random facts are also in the first chapter. Songfic style, this time! [Oh, and this is my first songfic, so go easy on me.] B) B) - Twin emoticons ^^

The song is Furious Angels from (^_^) The Matrix Reloaded Soundtrack.

III: Furious Angels (Hurricane)

Two ran in, his voice practically sobbing and his eyes filled with water, like a dam that would collapse if one pebble were misplaced. "I love you both!"

like a sentence to death
I've got no options left
I've got nothing to show now
I'm down on the ground

I've got seconds to live
and you can't go now

One immediately moved to comfort his brother, embracing him in a hug and said to Damion fiercely, "Look what you did!"

"He didn't do it!" Two shouted back.

"Fuck……." Damion began, his uncomfortableness steadily growing.

"Not the right word, I think," One snarled and hugged Two again, whispering words of comfort through telepathy.

"Shut up." 

"Go to hell." One replied, just as kindly.

"I'm there already," Damion replied, brushing hair our of his face, "Look, can you stop trying to pick a fight with me? Can't you see what it's doing to him!?" He gestured to Two, who was now sobbing freely in his twin's jacket.

Two pushed his twin away and tried to run from both of them but stumbled, and fell to the floor, a crumbled heap of silver and paleness. Damion and One both made moves to help him but they both stopped as they noticed the other moving. There was a uncomfortable lapse of time in which only Two's sobs disrupted the silence, which threatened to bring down all of them of them, as Dannie, Hannah and Farfello merely watched, formulating their own thoughts but none of the uninvolved speaking anything out loud, "You need to stop fighting! I love you both!" Two cried again, "But you need work out your own demons alone or together! Just…stop….fighting…"

cause love

like an invisible bullet has shot me down

and I'm bleeding - yeah, I'm bleeding

and if you go,

furious angels will bring you back to me…..

"I think it would be best if we stopped seeing each other altogether…just forget about it." Damion suggested quietly.

His sobs quieted down during another uncomfortable silence, "Logically….yes. But I don't think I could stomach it. Have you heard the saying 'absence makes the heart grow fonder'?"

"So what are we going to do?" The other twin spat.

Damion leant back on the couch, glanced at Two to his left, still on the floor but now cross-legged, his sunglasses still gone and then looked at One, standing straight up and his brows furrowed, his lips stretched into a tight line, "Shoot ourselves?" he mumbled.

"Despite the fact that WOULD solve this problem, I'd rather not."

"well I'm fucked either way. Either I leave Two and break his heart or I stay and piss One off more and break Aiji's heart." Damion said, voicing his choices, "Not that I have any problem with pissing off One…."

One merely replied by flipping him off.

"I could go with One and make him happy or go with Damion and piss One off and feel guilty," Two said, the choice tearing his heart in two. Why had he ever agreed to kiss Damion? To get rid of the stupid demon's nagging.  It was simultaneously the best choice and the worst choice he'd ever made.

"Well I guess that's the answer," Damion said, his voice hollow, "You leave me."

"But….But I can't….I can't do either," He glanced at One, who did not peer back, "I need my brother's acceptance to go."

You're a dirty needle
You're in my blood and there's no curing me
and I want to run
(like the blood from a wound)
to a place you can't see me.

Another silence was disrupted by Dannie's voice, "I'm going to play with Farf before I blurt something that could get me killed….."

The other three made no move to acknowledge her, but she went to join him in a game of Chicken anyway.

A triangular staring contest. Twin One stared at Damion angrily, Damion looked at Twin Two sadly, and Two watched One hopefully but lost.

How long did it go on? Time did not matter. Between the three individuals, it might as well have stopped. None of them paid attention to the single clock in the room. The laughing near the other couch was not as infectious as it normally would have been---it made the angrier more angry, and the sadder more hopeless. Between the three non-fighting, only one was still watching. One who was just about through with the crap she was hearing.

"Oh just fucking let him, One! You're freaking ruining his life! Just because you don't like Damion doesn't mean that he can't!"

The triangle was broken. One turned to stare at Hannah so fiercely that even through his glasses he shriveled her sudden confidence. She opened her mouth to continue but stopped under One's deathly glare.

"What I'd like to know is why One hates me so much," Damion voiced quietly, "we got off to a good start, I think."

The answer came from Two, his voice only a whisper but carried across the room, "He's jealous. Jealous that he's suddenly not the only one of importance. We were born of the Matrix, born together if possible. Nothing like this has ever happened before."

cause love,

like a blow to the head, has left me stunned

and I'm reeling - yeah, I'm reeling
and if you go,

Furious angels will bring you back to me

 "I suppose it is too late to sound rude……but welcome to the real world. This isn't the Matrix."

One shot Damion a look worse then the one he had given Hannah. The demon did not waiver though, he stared back. He glanced at the ground and then resumed his loathing glance, "Alright! I am jealous! Jealous that you have taken my brother from me, and I see in his mind is you, and all I hear in his thought is you, and he's never with me, and I am left with BULLSHIT!"

"Then I'm sorry that I can't change his thoughts. But if you want me to stay away from your brother, then I will."

"He's obsessed with you, you know that?! All he does is think about you!"

"Do you think I brainwashed him or something? I never meant for this to happen! I wanted to sleep with him! That's all! but now I want more then that and I'm sorry for that." Damion shouted back, making his voice even higher then pissed Twin.

"Neither did I," Said Two sadly, fiddling with the edges of his coat, "I just wanted to get him off my back. But…..but it had the reverse effect. You make it sound like I meant to get into this."

"You could have said no."

"You would have kept nagging until I said yes," To try to take a bit of the tension off, he added, "And you know it."

"You could have stopped after that kiss. It was all I wanted."

You're a cold piece of steel between my ribs

and there's no saving me
and I can't get up from this wet crimson bed that you made for me

cause love

like a knife in the back, has cut me down and

I'm bleeding - yeah, I'm bleeding
and if you go,

Furious angels will run to defend me - to defend me.

"I….I couldn't," Two hesitantly began, afraid of his brother's reaction. He glanced at One who was staring coldly back at up him. A lump rose in his throat, and he felt his tear ducts threaten to overflow again, but held them back.

"I'm sorry." Damion said quietly, to no one in particular.

"Like the thrill of victory. That's how it felt, One. That's why I can't stop thinking about him. You know how it feels when we fight together? That adrenaline rush? That's what it is." Two continued, glad that he'd found the analogy.

"There is a difference between fucking your enemy and fighting him." One responded, with no emotion at all.

"The way they feel……" A sudden bubble of anger burst, and he stood up, "You'd think not!"

One's eyes widened behind his sunglasses, and as he went to make a comment there was a poofing noise and Damion disappeared. His comment against Two forgotten, he shouted into the air, "The way to solve this isn't to run, Coward!"

"Damion isn't a coward." Dannie said protectively.

One snarled at her, "Then where'd he go?"

She shrugged, "Probably to think. It's hard to think with your yelling," She glanced back at Farf, "Did you know you have Duo carved onto your back?"

"Forgot about that…." The Irishman said with a grin.

One growled at them and muttered a string of obscenities. Two fearfully walked up to him. He had smoothed out his clothes a bit, his coat still falling gracefully around silver trousers, sunglasses still gone and face streaked with tears, "One…I…."

The elder Twin held up a hand, "Don't bother to say anything, Two."

"Yes, One."

Two retreated to the wall near the door, on the other side of the room. He was hurt. His heart ached, his mind felt empty, and it was suddenly colder in the room. He pulled his coat closed to keep out the chill, but still it retained within the fact there was no one in his arms, no one who he had to keep.

cause I can't get up
I'm as cold as a stove
I can feel the life fade from me
I'm down on the ground
I've got seconds to live
then what's there that waits for me?

Was this what humans said was loneliness? It was terrible. How did they live their lives apart of each other, in this miserable state? He'd never felt so bad in his long life. Guilt, loneliness, shame, hurt. But the worst of it all was betrayal. His brother thought he'd betrayed him. He HAD…but it was an accident. This was not supposed to happen. He was not supposed to form emotional attachments to other people. Him and his brother were one being, they did not need others.

But he did.

He needed Damion, needed his presence, warm arms, strong chest under a thick layer of fishnets. Needed his cocky smirk and unruly hair. The presence Damion had warmed him to his soul, if he had one. Damion was like his brother. They were both his protectors, both needed protection. Both always there for him, he would always be there for them.

But his brother didn't like Damion.

Blood was thicker then water, they always said, the humans always commented. He had always been more interested in them, whereas One had always been slightly more aloof. Confidence of his, of their superiority. He loved One's personality towards them. Pity, mixed with surprised, and a slight feeling of amazement. He loved his brother. More then anyone.

Except maybe Damion.

God, how could he even say that? One was his brother, his soulmate even. They were telepathically connected, through their minds, they knew each other's thoughts, desires, wants. And now his twin was worried for that reason.

Jealousy. His twin was jealous. He'd never expected that. He thought One would take it fine, if not for the fact he wasn't there. Had his brother called, he would have left any session with Damion. But he never called.

And Damion already had Aiji, anyway. Damion should go with Aiji and he should go back to One.

But he couldn't.

cause love

like a sentence of death has left me stunned, and

I'm reeling - yeah, I'm reeling
and if you go

Furious angels will bring you back to me.

~To be continued (concluded?)

~~AN:

I meant to make two parts, and now it's going to be more…... I felt this was a better place to end it.  Poor Two. *tear*  And, if you couldn't tell, the monologues were obviously not taken from the conversation. Unless I find another good song, this will be the only songfic part.

Give me flames, I throw toasted marshmallows at you.

Did you hear? Blue-purple buttons are all the rage! Everyone should go press them! (HINT HINT)

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