To Hotaru Muraki:
Well, your review is the first one, so I guess there are some 'Special Thanks' for you in order... ^_~
Other than that I wanted to tell you that your review certainly is the most interesting not-review-that-turned-into-a-review I ever got. I hope you get the meaning behind this rather random comment, even if I probably lost everybody else. ^_^"
And yes, I killed Duo... T.T
I absolutely don't like to write deathfics. I felt incredibly guilty for killing off Duo in another story for about a whole month or so - this story is kinda my way to apologize to him. You'll have to read to find out if he'll come back, tough! ^_~
Last, me 'loves' cliffies. You wanna know why? Because they make people come back! Or at least that's what I keep telling myself... ^_^"
I'll stop babbling now and let you read the next chapter! ^_^
- Banshee
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Death's Promise - Chapter 01
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December 15th, AC 203: One Month Later
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Heero woke up to the feeling of somebody watching him.
A glance at the digital clock beside his bed told him that it was around half past two in the morning and a second glance around the room caused him to doubt his instincts.
He was alone.
The moonlight that illuminated the room was bright enough for Heero to spot every kind of intruder instantly, if there was one, especially since there was nowhere to hide, either.
But even though he couldn't see anybody, Heero still felt like being watched and the feeling was too intense to be just his usual soldier's paranoia. Thus there 'had' to be someone or something in the room with him, even if he didn't see anything wrong at the moment.
'Usually, I'd blame it on Duo trying to sneak up on me, even if he should know that he's not very likely to succeed. But this time it can't possibly be him...' Heero added as a bitter afterthought as he once again remembered that he'd never see Duo again.
Loud.
Annoying.
'Extremely' stubborn.
Dead.
'Yes, damnit! I admit that I miss him!'
Heero knew that it wouldn't help to think about Duo right now. He had to take care of that feeling of being stared at first, since it hadn't vanished on it's own while he had been talking to himself in his head.
On the contrary, it had gotten much stronger.
Even though Heero knew that it wouldn't do any good, because he knew that there was no place in the room where somebody could possibly hide, he got out of the bed and switched the light on to take a second and better look at the room now that it was properly illuminated.
And in the very moment, the light was turned on, the feeling of being watched was gone.
'If I'm not already insane, I'm certainly on the best way there now...'
Heero turned the light off again and started to get back into bed, intending to dismiss everything as some strange half-dream as suddenly...
~Thanks a bunch! I don't like too bright light all that much recently. Makes me look pale.~
Tensing, Heero spun around, ready to take out everyone, who was stupid enough to try and attack him, but he was met by a room that was as empty as before. He still was the only person around. But he had heard a voice from near the window just moments ago and that voice had sounded too real to be an imagination. And somehow the voice had even sounded familiar.
~Heh, I hope so. I certainly made sure you heard it quite a bit every chance I got. If you'd forgotten me that quickly I'd be sulking!~
Heero decided that he was 'not' going to talk to bodiless voices at strange hours of the night. He got back into bed, pulled the blanket over his body and turned his back to the window, which seemed to be the source of the voice.
"Oof!"
Apparently even bodiless voices didn't like to be ignored because Heero hadn't been in bed again for more then ten seconds as his laptop came flying and hit him right on the head.
'Now' Heero was mad.
Waking him in the middle of the night was something he could ignore. Hallucinations he could ignore. But 'nobody' used his laptop as a flying projectile against him.
Bodiless or not, somebody would get hurt for this.
But as he, his laptop pressed against his chest in a protective manner, kicked the blanket off and turned towards the window, he forgot about every homicidal thought that had been coursing around in his head. He just sat there on his bed, his mouth hanging open and his eyes wide in shock.
"What the..." was after almost a minute the most intelligent thing he could come up with.
Not even two meters away from him, a figure was standing in front of the window. All he could see was the figures frame, not due to the lacking of light but because there wasn't much more to see. The moonlight shone right through the body, but was at the same time reflected by it, making it seem as if the person in front of him was in constant flowing motion.
~You should turn on some kinda light. Can't be healthy to be staring at me in the dark for so long without blinking. But not the whole over-bright stuff again, the bedside light would do just fine.~
Heero did as he was asked without even thinking about it. He still was in a state one couldn't find him in very often: Speechless and totally out of it. He thought it confusing enough to have a figure like that in his room to begin with but by now he even had a suspicion what, or rather 'who' it was.
And this suspicion turned out to be true as the dim light of the bedside lamp illuminated the room.
~Hi, Heero!~ Duo grinned at him cheerfully.
"Hn..."
Heero had found his composure again. Even if he was hallucinating, that didn't mean that he had to make a complete idiot out of himself in front of said hallucination by staring at it with his mouth hanging open.
~Don't start 'that' up again! Right now I really don't feel like decoding your Hn-speech. I'm annoyed enough as it is.~
A raised eyebrow was Heero's only reaction. He had come to terms with the situation rather quickly. It didn't look like he could do anything against it anyway. And didn't matter if he was being delusional or if he actually was talking to someone who was supposed to be dead: Getting rid of Duo against his will always had been and always will be something not even worth trying.
~Yeah, imagine that. 'Me' being annoyed. I know that it's usually me who does the annoying but somehow dying seems to be able to get your mood down...~
This got Heero's attention.
"You know that you are dead? I think that means you're no hallucination," he mumbled, more to himself than anything else.
~Heero! Don't you dare start analyse my situation, or I'll go berserk on ya! I'm dead, that's idiotic enough as it is, I don't need a rational explanation for it that tells everybody how I still can be here and talking to you, 'cause there's no such explanation, so don't even start trying, 'kay?~
"No matter, what's going on, you still talk as much as before. Can I now go back to sleep?"
~No!~
"Thought so..."
Silence.
~You don't wanna know how I can be here? It's nothing rational but at least it's an explanation.~
"Hn..."
~'Hn' what?~
"Do I have a choice?"
~Nope!~ Duo told him, grinning brightly.
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To be continued
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I hope that wasn't too bad a place to stop.
And I don't know about you, who read this, but for some strange reason this story creeps me out. I really don't know why that is, though. But if you think something about it is weird, then you are not alone - or maybe it's just me... O.o
Now there's this nice button below - Please click it to make it feel appreciated. And writing me a review won't hurt, either! ^_~
- Banshee
Well, your review is the first one, so I guess there are some 'Special Thanks' for you in order... ^_~
Other than that I wanted to tell you that your review certainly is the most interesting not-review-that-turned-into-a-review I ever got. I hope you get the meaning behind this rather random comment, even if I probably lost everybody else. ^_^"
And yes, I killed Duo... T.T
I absolutely don't like to write deathfics. I felt incredibly guilty for killing off Duo in another story for about a whole month or so - this story is kinda my way to apologize to him. You'll have to read to find out if he'll come back, tough! ^_~
Last, me 'loves' cliffies. You wanna know why? Because they make people come back! Or at least that's what I keep telling myself... ^_^"
I'll stop babbling now and let you read the next chapter! ^_^
- Banshee
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Death's Promise - Chapter 01
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December 15th, AC 203: One Month Later
-
Heero woke up to the feeling of somebody watching him.
A glance at the digital clock beside his bed told him that it was around half past two in the morning and a second glance around the room caused him to doubt his instincts.
He was alone.
The moonlight that illuminated the room was bright enough for Heero to spot every kind of intruder instantly, if there was one, especially since there was nowhere to hide, either.
But even though he couldn't see anybody, Heero still felt like being watched and the feeling was too intense to be just his usual soldier's paranoia. Thus there 'had' to be someone or something in the room with him, even if he didn't see anything wrong at the moment.
'Usually, I'd blame it on Duo trying to sneak up on me, even if he should know that he's not very likely to succeed. But this time it can't possibly be him...' Heero added as a bitter afterthought as he once again remembered that he'd never see Duo again.
Loud.
Annoying.
'Extremely' stubborn.
Dead.
'Yes, damnit! I admit that I miss him!'
Heero knew that it wouldn't help to think about Duo right now. He had to take care of that feeling of being stared at first, since it hadn't vanished on it's own while he had been talking to himself in his head.
On the contrary, it had gotten much stronger.
Even though Heero knew that it wouldn't do any good, because he knew that there was no place in the room where somebody could possibly hide, he got out of the bed and switched the light on to take a second and better look at the room now that it was properly illuminated.
And in the very moment, the light was turned on, the feeling of being watched was gone.
'If I'm not already insane, I'm certainly on the best way there now...'
Heero turned the light off again and started to get back into bed, intending to dismiss everything as some strange half-dream as suddenly...
~Thanks a bunch! I don't like too bright light all that much recently. Makes me look pale.~
Tensing, Heero spun around, ready to take out everyone, who was stupid enough to try and attack him, but he was met by a room that was as empty as before. He still was the only person around. But he had heard a voice from near the window just moments ago and that voice had sounded too real to be an imagination. And somehow the voice had even sounded familiar.
~Heh, I hope so. I certainly made sure you heard it quite a bit every chance I got. If you'd forgotten me that quickly I'd be sulking!~
Heero decided that he was 'not' going to talk to bodiless voices at strange hours of the night. He got back into bed, pulled the blanket over his body and turned his back to the window, which seemed to be the source of the voice.
"Oof!"
Apparently even bodiless voices didn't like to be ignored because Heero hadn't been in bed again for more then ten seconds as his laptop came flying and hit him right on the head.
'Now' Heero was mad.
Waking him in the middle of the night was something he could ignore. Hallucinations he could ignore. But 'nobody' used his laptop as a flying projectile against him.
Bodiless or not, somebody would get hurt for this.
But as he, his laptop pressed against his chest in a protective manner, kicked the blanket off and turned towards the window, he forgot about every homicidal thought that had been coursing around in his head. He just sat there on his bed, his mouth hanging open and his eyes wide in shock.
"What the..." was after almost a minute the most intelligent thing he could come up with.
Not even two meters away from him, a figure was standing in front of the window. All he could see was the figures frame, not due to the lacking of light but because there wasn't much more to see. The moonlight shone right through the body, but was at the same time reflected by it, making it seem as if the person in front of him was in constant flowing motion.
~You should turn on some kinda light. Can't be healthy to be staring at me in the dark for so long without blinking. But not the whole over-bright stuff again, the bedside light would do just fine.~
Heero did as he was asked without even thinking about it. He still was in a state one couldn't find him in very often: Speechless and totally out of it. He thought it confusing enough to have a figure like that in his room to begin with but by now he even had a suspicion what, or rather 'who' it was.
And this suspicion turned out to be true as the dim light of the bedside lamp illuminated the room.
~Hi, Heero!~ Duo grinned at him cheerfully.
"Hn..."
Heero had found his composure again. Even if he was hallucinating, that didn't mean that he had to make a complete idiot out of himself in front of said hallucination by staring at it with his mouth hanging open.
~Don't start 'that' up again! Right now I really don't feel like decoding your Hn-speech. I'm annoyed enough as it is.~
A raised eyebrow was Heero's only reaction. He had come to terms with the situation rather quickly. It didn't look like he could do anything against it anyway. And didn't matter if he was being delusional or if he actually was talking to someone who was supposed to be dead: Getting rid of Duo against his will always had been and always will be something not even worth trying.
~Yeah, imagine that. 'Me' being annoyed. I know that it's usually me who does the annoying but somehow dying seems to be able to get your mood down...~
This got Heero's attention.
"You know that you are dead? I think that means you're no hallucination," he mumbled, more to himself than anything else.
~Heero! Don't you dare start analyse my situation, or I'll go berserk on ya! I'm dead, that's idiotic enough as it is, I don't need a rational explanation for it that tells everybody how I still can be here and talking to you, 'cause there's no such explanation, so don't even start trying, 'kay?~
"No matter, what's going on, you still talk as much as before. Can I now go back to sleep?"
~No!~
"Thought so..."
Silence.
~You don't wanna know how I can be here? It's nothing rational but at least it's an explanation.~
"Hn..."
~'Hn' what?~
"Do I have a choice?"
~Nope!~ Duo told him, grinning brightly.
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To be continued
- - - - -
I hope that wasn't too bad a place to stop.
And I don't know about you, who read this, but for some strange reason this story creeps me out. I really don't know why that is, though. But if you think something about it is weird, then you are not alone - or maybe it's just me... O.o
Now there's this nice button below - Please click it to make it feel appreciated. And writing me a review won't hurt, either! ^_~
- Banshee