Grinning Reaper: ANGST STRIKES AGAAAAAIN!!!
Quatre: Oh dear.
Duo: As Reaper-chan said, this is from the point of view of the killer. Sooooooooo you might get a teensy eensy clue as to who it is.
Wufei: Teensy eensy?
Grinning Reaper: Quiet you. In any case, I'm proud of this chapter. It's short and demented. ^-^
Trowa: Like you? //,9
Quatre: Trowa! That's terrible!
Trowa: Eh.
Heero: *gags Grinning Reaper* There. Now we can get this chapter started.
Chapter Twelve: Not Yours to Have
They're out side now. He's standing near the curb of the driveway. With Heero. That which doesn't belong to him. Smiling. He's smiling. Well of course he is. He has reason to be happy. I narrow my eyes. I had no reason to be happy. Not as long as he's there. This is all because of him. Quatre smiles again and squeezes Heero's shoulder. He says something. I can barely make it out. A few of the words catch on the breeze.
"………Wufei………chicken today." Heero says something in response that I can't hear. His voice is too soft. He probably said something about that little invalid. Wufei.
"Oh?" The single word floats on the gentle wind over to me from my watching spot. Quatre beams sunnily and leans against Heero. He winds his arm around the shorter blonde's shoulders. I feel rage boil up inside me. Quatre doesn't belong in those arms. Someone who's earned that place, deserves that place should be there.
The turquoise eyes smile once more and Quatre goes over to the large rose bush growing on the other side of the drive. He stoops and picks up a small knife lying on the ground.
"Duo………roses………for inside." I again catch snatches of his words. He's taking in flowers for his friend. How kind. Thoughtful really. Treacherous little slut.
I want to tear those beautiful eyes out of his head. I want to tear those beautiful eyes that are looking at Heero with that caring thoughtful gaze out of his goddamned head. He wouldn't be so beautiful then.
"He's not yours to have Quatre." I murmur softly. "He's not yours to have and you don't understand that. You need to be put in your place." His thin dancers frame jumps slightly. His graceful shoulders draw up to his shell- like ears. For a moment I thought he'd heard me.
But no, the little knife in his hand had only slipped, causing him to split his finger open blood trickles steadily from it and he stares down at it, shocked. Heero says something and walks over to him, inspecting the wound.
"………fine." Quatre says in an insistent yet gentle voice. Heero scowls slightly and looks at the wound closer. Much to Quatre's surprise and my disgust, Heero then puts the wounded finger in his mouth. A dark blush lights Quatre's face ablaze. The temptation to mutilate him was almost too great to stand.
"Stop touching him damn it. He doesn't belong with you." I hiss from my vantage point. Quatre is beautiful when he smiles. And he does that often. Smiling with soft pink full lips showing off perfect white straight teeth.
He murmurs something that I can't hear and rests his head on Heero's shoulder, leaning heavily against him. Heero says nothing but his eyes gaze around and rest almost at where I'm hiding. He suspects something, I know that he does, but he's Heero Yuy, of course he suspects something. Quatre smiles again and they kiss. I feel my stomach tie up in knots and my hands clench into fists. Whore. Whorewhorewhore. I clench my teeth and hiss softly. When I kill him I want to make sure to make his suffer. Fucking little slut deserves it. Can't keep his mouth or his legs shut. I want to cut the corners of his mouth open so it's fixated in a wide ugly smile. I want to tear his eyes out and cut his lips off. Heero won't think he's so pretty then will he? I snicker as the two of them go inside arm in arm. Probably to fuck.
"Enjoy your time with him while you can Quatre Rebabra Winner, your hours are numbered."
Grinning Reaper: Heh. Sorry that last installment took so freaking long…my computer broke and I've been working like a dog so I didn't have time to fix it right away. And sorry if this chapter has confused you. It was supposed to be choppy and kind of badly written. I was trying to capture the essence of insanity. Aw heck maybe I'm just losing my talent………not that I had any in the first place. ^-^
Quatre: Oh dear.
Duo: As Reaper-chan said, this is from the point of view of the killer. Sooooooooo you might get a teensy eensy clue as to who it is.
Wufei: Teensy eensy?
Grinning Reaper: Quiet you. In any case, I'm proud of this chapter. It's short and demented. ^-^
Trowa: Like you? //,9
Quatre: Trowa! That's terrible!
Trowa: Eh.
Heero: *gags Grinning Reaper* There. Now we can get this chapter started.
Chapter Twelve: Not Yours to Have
They're out side now. He's standing near the curb of the driveway. With Heero. That which doesn't belong to him. Smiling. He's smiling. Well of course he is. He has reason to be happy. I narrow my eyes. I had no reason to be happy. Not as long as he's there. This is all because of him. Quatre smiles again and squeezes Heero's shoulder. He says something. I can barely make it out. A few of the words catch on the breeze.
"………Wufei………chicken today." Heero says something in response that I can't hear. His voice is too soft. He probably said something about that little invalid. Wufei.
"Oh?" The single word floats on the gentle wind over to me from my watching spot. Quatre beams sunnily and leans against Heero. He winds his arm around the shorter blonde's shoulders. I feel rage boil up inside me. Quatre doesn't belong in those arms. Someone who's earned that place, deserves that place should be there.
The turquoise eyes smile once more and Quatre goes over to the large rose bush growing on the other side of the drive. He stoops and picks up a small knife lying on the ground.
"Duo………roses………for inside." I again catch snatches of his words. He's taking in flowers for his friend. How kind. Thoughtful really. Treacherous little slut.
I want to tear those beautiful eyes out of his head. I want to tear those beautiful eyes that are looking at Heero with that caring thoughtful gaze out of his goddamned head. He wouldn't be so beautiful then.
"He's not yours to have Quatre." I murmur softly. "He's not yours to have and you don't understand that. You need to be put in your place." His thin dancers frame jumps slightly. His graceful shoulders draw up to his shell- like ears. For a moment I thought he'd heard me.
But no, the little knife in his hand had only slipped, causing him to split his finger open blood trickles steadily from it and he stares down at it, shocked. Heero says something and walks over to him, inspecting the wound.
"………fine." Quatre says in an insistent yet gentle voice. Heero scowls slightly and looks at the wound closer. Much to Quatre's surprise and my disgust, Heero then puts the wounded finger in his mouth. A dark blush lights Quatre's face ablaze. The temptation to mutilate him was almost too great to stand.
"Stop touching him damn it. He doesn't belong with you." I hiss from my vantage point. Quatre is beautiful when he smiles. And he does that often. Smiling with soft pink full lips showing off perfect white straight teeth.
He murmurs something that I can't hear and rests his head on Heero's shoulder, leaning heavily against him. Heero says nothing but his eyes gaze around and rest almost at where I'm hiding. He suspects something, I know that he does, but he's Heero Yuy, of course he suspects something. Quatre smiles again and they kiss. I feel my stomach tie up in knots and my hands clench into fists. Whore. Whorewhorewhore. I clench my teeth and hiss softly. When I kill him I want to make sure to make his suffer. Fucking little slut deserves it. Can't keep his mouth or his legs shut. I want to cut the corners of his mouth open so it's fixated in a wide ugly smile. I want to tear his eyes out and cut his lips off. Heero won't think he's so pretty then will he? I snicker as the two of them go inside arm in arm. Probably to fuck.
"Enjoy your time with him while you can Quatre Rebabra Winner, your hours are numbered."
Grinning Reaper: Heh. Sorry that last installment took so freaking long…my computer broke and I've been working like a dog so I didn't have time to fix it right away. And sorry if this chapter has confused you. It was supposed to be choppy and kind of badly written. I was trying to capture the essence of insanity. Aw heck maybe I'm just losing my talent………not that I had any in the first place. ^-^