Disclaimer: Dont own anything cept the storyline...which isn't worth much
so please dont sue ;_; I need that money for Christmas shopping. MY how my
list has grown these past few years ^_^;; Christmas tree shop here i come!!
Warnings: same as last two chapters as far as pairings and stuff...and as
usual, i didn't really check it over...so you can laugh all you want at the
spelling...also this is kinda short but i wanted to end it there so...there
it ended ^_^;;
Notes: Oh..its come to my attention that last chapter Wufei thought
something on talking to Zechs about his Honorable conduct...well if you
hadn't guessed i meant to put dishonorable -_-;; see...i REALLY need a beta
reader...anyone interested? E-mail me at duelingrmgal05@msn.com if you are
and thanks a million ;)
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/Duo was the first to break the silence/
"Is something wrong?" he asked, desperate to get some sort of sound going. He hated silence. When Heero didn't reply he hoisted himself up on his elbow and waved his hand a few times in front of the boys face
"Hey man, are you okay??"
Heero blinked and stood up. "Hn"
Glad to have gotten some response Duos hopes rose a little. "So what are ya gonna do with me now??" He sat up straight. "Your going to kill me, aren't you?"
Heero looked over at him, but made no reply. He tuned and was heading to the kitchen again when he heard Duo speak up quietly.
"Your not so tough..."
Heero tensed and swung around angrily. It was one thing to ask him stupid questions, it was quite another when you insulted his pride. But he was curious...why would someone on the brink of death say that to his captor?
"What do you mean?" he asked him, his voice not betraying any of his confusion or shock.
Further strengthened by the normally stoic boy's curiosity, Duo continued.
"I mean, you act like your made of stone and all, but its all just an image. I know, I can tell by the way you wont answer me when i ask what your gonna do...You cant decide...can ya?"
Heero nearly winced. How could someone he had just met read him so accurately? When had he let his guard down so much that ANYONE could've figured out that much?
Heeros mounting confusion was not lost upon Duo, and he smirked, realizing he had hit the proverbial nail on the head.
"Im right aren't I? You don't know what you're gonna do with me," His smirk widened. "Well, if you'd just let me go all that would be solved" he added suggestively.
Heero looked at him, one corner of his mouth turning upward slightly. "Nice try but you're not getting off that easy."
Duo grinned and tried to give him and innocent look while waving his hands. "Hey it was just a suggestion!!" His grin widened as he saw the small smirk playing at his captors lips. "Anyway, why would anyone want to leave this wonderful place... solid walls all around me, a dead fireplace, lousy food, and nothin to do but await my death...nah this place is paradise!!"
Heero snorted and suddenly a look of fear crossed his eyes. It only lasted for a moment but it was enough to cause him to turn away and re-enter the kitchen in a hurry.
Duo watched him go, smiling widely. It seemed he was right about the boy after all, he wasn't as cold and stonehearted as he acted, course he was still too stubborn to carry on a long conversation with, but Duo didn't mind much. He felt a real connection with the strange boy. He had feeling they were similar in more ways than either yet knew, and could be good friends if it weren't for the current circumstances. Lying down again he added as a sidenote to his thoughts, 'And his eyes are even more beautiful when hes smiling...'
Heero paced around the kitchen. Never had he let his guard down as he had with the violet eyed boy. Never. He threw a disgruntled look out the door to the sitting room but from his vantage he couldn't see the boys sleeping form.
He was a threat, he decided quickly. Anyone who could make him as relaxed and at ease as that was a threat to all of his training. He had nearly laughed for goodness sake! A smirk had already been going to far but a laugh??!! Heero decided that this new threat had to be avoided at all costs.
'Ill just keep to myself like I normally do' he told himself, still pacing. 'I dont NEED to have anything to do with the prisoner until I kill him.' He steeled himself, forcing himself to forget his feelings and those frightened eyes... 'I WILL kill him. I have to.' he finally stopped his frantic movement and strengthened his resolve.
'He will die tonight, I will not have this hanging over me. All threats to my work must be eliminated' He again rubbed his hands together softly without noticing as he made his decision. Then, with a single movement he picked up a daggar that had been sitting on the table and looked through the door to the sitting room. He quietly mad his way up to the couch, and just as he raised the daggar, he once again caught sight of the boys peaceful sleeping face.
Frustrated with himself, with that boy...with the world, Heero clenched the daggar with a deathgrip and strode back to the kitchen. His task still unfinished.
A few hours later found Heero again sitting at the kitchen table with a strong drink. He heard four knocks on the ceiling above him before a panel opened and Wufei hopped down into the brightly lit kitchen. Heero didn't acknowledge him as he grabbed some sort of beverage from the cold storage and sat down at the table across from him. Neither said anything for what seemd like eternity. In the end, Wufei realized it was he who would have to start the converstaion.
"What if it was from Zechs?" he asked quietly as he watched Heero swirl the amber liquid in his goblet. "What if were just being overly cautious and end up screwing the whole thing over again by not doing anything?"
Heero didn't answer. In fact, he had been thinking about the same thing, but for different reasons...
'If it was from Zechs' he thought despairingly, 'then I'll have to finish the task' his eyes wandered to the door once again before retuning to the goblet. 'I have to kill the boy, but everytime I look at his face i cant help wondering how he was able to read me so well, and...well...why he seems to care at all.' He sighed inwardly before continuing with his train of thought 'I...I dont know if I can do it.. He's completely innocent! He was simply in the wrong place at the wrong time and now he has to die for it!' He hadn't notice his grip increasing on the goblet until some of it spilled over the sides and onto his hands. Wufei didn't seem to notice the internal struggle as he asked once again "Heero, what if were wrong?"
Heero looked up at that. Wrong? Yes he was wrong for getting himself so worked up about a boy. He came to his conclusion as he once again gripped his goblet and lifetd it to his lips. He took a long swig and emptied it in one gulp as his steeled face fell on Wufei.
"Ill do it tomorrow. Let him sleep his last in the land of the living, and well depart for the club in the afternoon."
Wufei looked equally firm now that he knew what was going to happen and he nodded once to show his understanding.
Both of them stood up and Wufei went back upstairs while Heero went to his own room, which was adjacent to the sitting room. He didn't dare glance toward the couch but if he had, he would have seen a pair of violet eyes clouded with a mixture of sadness and dissapointment, but nevertheless laced with courage and acceptance of what he would have to do the following day.
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Ahem..yeah, some parts dont make too much sense but you can get the jist right? Wow, as you can see, english isn't my best subject -_-;; anyway, I hope to have the next chapter in less than a week but school is starting up again so i dunno...thanks to those who reviewed and for those who haven't...please do! I tend to write faster when i know someone is actually reading the stuff ^_^ Arigatou!!!
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/Duo was the first to break the silence/
"Is something wrong?" he asked, desperate to get some sort of sound going. He hated silence. When Heero didn't reply he hoisted himself up on his elbow and waved his hand a few times in front of the boys face
"Hey man, are you okay??"
Heero blinked and stood up. "Hn"
Glad to have gotten some response Duos hopes rose a little. "So what are ya gonna do with me now??" He sat up straight. "Your going to kill me, aren't you?"
Heero looked over at him, but made no reply. He tuned and was heading to the kitchen again when he heard Duo speak up quietly.
"Your not so tough..."
Heero tensed and swung around angrily. It was one thing to ask him stupid questions, it was quite another when you insulted his pride. But he was curious...why would someone on the brink of death say that to his captor?
"What do you mean?" he asked him, his voice not betraying any of his confusion or shock.
Further strengthened by the normally stoic boy's curiosity, Duo continued.
"I mean, you act like your made of stone and all, but its all just an image. I know, I can tell by the way you wont answer me when i ask what your gonna do...You cant decide...can ya?"
Heero nearly winced. How could someone he had just met read him so accurately? When had he let his guard down so much that ANYONE could've figured out that much?
Heeros mounting confusion was not lost upon Duo, and he smirked, realizing he had hit the proverbial nail on the head.
"Im right aren't I? You don't know what you're gonna do with me," His smirk widened. "Well, if you'd just let me go all that would be solved" he added suggestively.
Heero looked at him, one corner of his mouth turning upward slightly. "Nice try but you're not getting off that easy."
Duo grinned and tried to give him and innocent look while waving his hands. "Hey it was just a suggestion!!" His grin widened as he saw the small smirk playing at his captors lips. "Anyway, why would anyone want to leave this wonderful place... solid walls all around me, a dead fireplace, lousy food, and nothin to do but await my death...nah this place is paradise!!"
Heero snorted and suddenly a look of fear crossed his eyes. It only lasted for a moment but it was enough to cause him to turn away and re-enter the kitchen in a hurry.
Duo watched him go, smiling widely. It seemed he was right about the boy after all, he wasn't as cold and stonehearted as he acted, course he was still too stubborn to carry on a long conversation with, but Duo didn't mind much. He felt a real connection with the strange boy. He had feeling they were similar in more ways than either yet knew, and could be good friends if it weren't for the current circumstances. Lying down again he added as a sidenote to his thoughts, 'And his eyes are even more beautiful when hes smiling...'
Heero paced around the kitchen. Never had he let his guard down as he had with the violet eyed boy. Never. He threw a disgruntled look out the door to the sitting room but from his vantage he couldn't see the boys sleeping form.
He was a threat, he decided quickly. Anyone who could make him as relaxed and at ease as that was a threat to all of his training. He had nearly laughed for goodness sake! A smirk had already been going to far but a laugh??!! Heero decided that this new threat had to be avoided at all costs.
'Ill just keep to myself like I normally do' he told himself, still pacing. 'I dont NEED to have anything to do with the prisoner until I kill him.' He steeled himself, forcing himself to forget his feelings and those frightened eyes... 'I WILL kill him. I have to.' he finally stopped his frantic movement and strengthened his resolve.
'He will die tonight, I will not have this hanging over me. All threats to my work must be eliminated' He again rubbed his hands together softly without noticing as he made his decision. Then, with a single movement he picked up a daggar that had been sitting on the table and looked through the door to the sitting room. He quietly mad his way up to the couch, and just as he raised the daggar, he once again caught sight of the boys peaceful sleeping face.
Frustrated with himself, with that boy...with the world, Heero clenched the daggar with a deathgrip and strode back to the kitchen. His task still unfinished.
A few hours later found Heero again sitting at the kitchen table with a strong drink. He heard four knocks on the ceiling above him before a panel opened and Wufei hopped down into the brightly lit kitchen. Heero didn't acknowledge him as he grabbed some sort of beverage from the cold storage and sat down at the table across from him. Neither said anything for what seemd like eternity. In the end, Wufei realized it was he who would have to start the converstaion.
"What if it was from Zechs?" he asked quietly as he watched Heero swirl the amber liquid in his goblet. "What if were just being overly cautious and end up screwing the whole thing over again by not doing anything?"
Heero didn't answer. In fact, he had been thinking about the same thing, but for different reasons...
'If it was from Zechs' he thought despairingly, 'then I'll have to finish the task' his eyes wandered to the door once again before retuning to the goblet. 'I have to kill the boy, but everytime I look at his face i cant help wondering how he was able to read me so well, and...well...why he seems to care at all.' He sighed inwardly before continuing with his train of thought 'I...I dont know if I can do it.. He's completely innocent! He was simply in the wrong place at the wrong time and now he has to die for it!' He hadn't notice his grip increasing on the goblet until some of it spilled over the sides and onto his hands. Wufei didn't seem to notice the internal struggle as he asked once again "Heero, what if were wrong?"
Heero looked up at that. Wrong? Yes he was wrong for getting himself so worked up about a boy. He came to his conclusion as he once again gripped his goblet and lifetd it to his lips. He took a long swig and emptied it in one gulp as his steeled face fell on Wufei.
"Ill do it tomorrow. Let him sleep his last in the land of the living, and well depart for the club in the afternoon."
Wufei looked equally firm now that he knew what was going to happen and he nodded once to show his understanding.
Both of them stood up and Wufei went back upstairs while Heero went to his own room, which was adjacent to the sitting room. He didn't dare glance toward the couch but if he had, he would have seen a pair of violet eyes clouded with a mixture of sadness and dissapointment, but nevertheless laced with courage and acceptance of what he would have to do the following day.
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Ahem..yeah, some parts dont make too much sense but you can get the jist right? Wow, as you can see, english isn't my best subject -_-;; anyway, I hope to have the next chapter in less than a week but school is starting up again so i dunno...thanks to those who reviewed and for those who haven't...please do! I tend to write faster when i know someone is actually reading the stuff ^_^ Arigatou!!!
