A/N: You lucky thing, you get 3 chapters this time!. . . I have one warning for you. . . *MAJOR* cliffhanger! Aren't I evil? ^_^ Anyway, I'll be nice. . . I'll make sure not to wait too long before putting the next chapter up. ^_^

Chapter 7: Shinigami's Judgement

Quatre ran off in the direction Heero had gone, with Trowa following close behind. Luckily, they caught up with him just as he was getting into the driver's seat of his car.

"Heero, wait!" Quatre called.

Heero looked up.

"Heero, please, you have to go talk to Duo." Quatre place his hands on the edge of the car door, leaning down to Heero's level.

"Why?"

"He. . . found out that Relena thought he was cheating on her."

"And that you knew?" Heero asked, straight-faced.

". . . Yes. That's why he ran off. I'm worried that he's going to do something. And. . . I don't want to make the same mistake twice. This time, I'm not waiting." The look on Quatre's face was one of surprising strength that he usually didn't have.

Heero watched him for a minute, then closed the car door. "Get in," he said as he unlocked the back doors.

Quatre and Trowa climbed in, and Heero drove off towards Duo's house. As soon as he pulled into the driveway, he cut the engine and practically leapt out of the car, not bothering to retrieve the keys. He ran up to the house, with Trowa and Quatre close behind, and banged on the door. There was no answer. Heero tried the handle, but it was locked. He pulled out a paper clip and soon had the lock picked and the door wide open.

The three of them entered the house cautiously.

"It's quiet," Trowa said.

"That's what worries me," Heero muttered, and raced inside to Duo's bedroom.

The three boys reached his room at about the same time, and Quatre spoke for all of them when they saw the sight before them.

"Oh, my god. . . Duo, no. . ."

The sight that greeted them was Duo curled up on his bed, blood streaming from a deep cut running the length of his forearm. . . in the shape of a cross. Even from the door they could tell he had been crying — much more than two tears. Behind him on the wall, scrawled in his own blood, was splayed one simple message:

Forgive me Father, For I have SINNED…