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Author's note: Gomen-nasai! Tottemo Isogasii desita! (I'm sorry! I've been really busy!) **Grovels** I just started working in a berry plant 6 days a week 10-13 hours a day, so I've been coming home and trying not to pass out. Well due to rain, work was canceled today, good and bad (I need money). So I decided to do an update while I can. Please, remember...read, rate, and review. Criticism is always appreciated, and I love you guys for being honest with me. I've had a few e-mails, which to me are just as good as on-site reviews. Thanks and love to everyone!
*** PART 4 ***
The whole world was on a doomed train, barreling down the tracks for that cliff super man was suppose to come up over and stop, but somehow, Duo felt even though the real Shinigami was starring right at him, Super man was still a little far fetched. His mind staggered over the thought, and a twinge of jealousy piped up in his heart waking him up from his mental lethargy. Shinigami...He was Shinigami...not this pip-squeak-bimbo.
There it was, the challenging look She had been waiting for, and how sweet it tasted in her mind.
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A moment of quiet apprehension past, the grandfather clock of Quatre's sitting room counting the seconds of silence that divided the four. They had combed the infinite church for hours looking for any evidence of sorts to help them hold on tight to the dying hope that Duo was out there, waiting to be saved. All they had found was the smallest smudge of blood where Heero had said Duo was last seen.
Seeing the small amount of blood, rubbing the cold sample between his thumb and index finger, Quatre's mind had gone reeling. Where was he? While it had given him hope, it had just sent the others into prolonged fits of silence and empty glass case stares.
Trowa, unable to decipher one feeling from the next, absently reached up and touched his mouth wallowing in his ambivalence. On the surface, he was wounded by his companions' sudden disappearance (he was still reluctant to say death), but the majority of his mind was held by Quatre's early actions. Was he going mad? How could he possibly think he had any more than a strong intuition? Psychics don't exist. He was concerned for his health, for his sanity, and for their relationship. Love was infinite...tolerance wasn't.
Wufei stood, his studious to-work nature pulling back together the physical pieces that has sat in a mass on the couch. "I-... I will go file a report."
Quatre felt laughter erupt erratically from his mind, and then bubble up in his throat and spill from his mouth like a waterfall of hysterics. "And say what? I'd like to make a note of my friend's abduction by-...by vampires?!"
"Of course not. His body was missing in action." A dark spark flared in his eyes, his face staying masked, but the dare to contradict him was snapping around the two of them. Missing in action.
Disagreement acknowledged, not accepted. Again, for a second time that week, Quatre's hand flew, on a will of it's own, openly against Wufei's cheek.
Wufei's lip curled, his fists bawled in his determination to control his rearing temper. Quatre wasn't all together right now, someone he cared for died; he needed time to acclimatize to their new body count.
"Get out of my home..." Quatre heard himself say in an angry cracked voice, "It's nice to know what you guys would do if I had gone missing!" He threw an angry glance at Trowa, who stood up next to Wufei, his eyes shadowed.
"I have things to do anyways." Trowa said walking Wufei out. I'd never leave you Quatre, and I'd never let someone take you, dead or no. Unable to help himself, Trowa found himself blaming Heero for everything. For his failing relationship, for Duo's death, for how much life just sucked right then.
No amount of therapy, or cosmic glue could ever fix the crack the pummeled through the group. An unseen force was ripping at them, wearing their foundations like a thousand year flood would in just minutes. Things between them would never return to normal they had worked so hard to have.
Ending Note: Please read and review with opinions and after thoughts. I will try and update like I said, I am almost finished with the fifth installment. They parts will be short, and I'm sorry things are going slow, but very very soon... **insane laughter** ANGST! I have to lay the foundation for their drama before I can allow things to move ahead.