Took me a little longer to write this chapter…think I have writer's block XP sorry if this chapter is crappy
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//Blah// Thoughts
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"WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?"
Duo looked at the door way where he saw a raged Wufei. "Wufei, I-"
"Why do you have my sword? And why are you in this room. No one is allowed here. No one. Not even Quatre. Why are you here?" Wufei looked positively murderous.
Duo shrank back a little, still holding the sword. "I didn't know that this was your shrine room. I walked in here by mistake."
"A mistake? What, you Blind, Maxwell? Can't see where you're going?" Wufei stalked up to him. "And why are you holding my sword? That is my family heirloom." He snatched the sword from Duo's hand, slashing across the palm.
Duo yelped and clutched his hand, trying to stop it from bleeding. Wufei did not notice or more likely ignored it. "What the hell do you about heritage? What it means? You have No heritage. You're just a goddamn slut from some slumber in L2." Duo's faced flashed with hurt, but Wufei was too busy ranting to notice. "First you go hitting on My boyfriend and then you go invade others privacy. Who the Hell do you think you are?"
Duo was shocked by that. Wufei thought that he was hitting on Quatre? Duo's mind went hot then cold. His face became rigid and a mask of calmness was placed. He walked past Wufei and out the door, to his room.
Once there he pulled out a duffel bag from underneath the bed. He walked to his closet, picked up the few clothes that he owned and tossed them in the duffel bag. Silently, he seethed. //How dare Wufei accuse me of such things?// He went to the bathroom to bandage his cut and then stalked to his laptop. After turning it on, he sent a quick message to doctor G that he was going to be working alone for a while and packed that up too. He slung the duffel bag over his shoulder and started to leave the room when his eye caught the mahogany box. He placed the duffel bag down and walked over to it. He sat on the bed and opened the box and looked at the contents. //So many memories//. His eyes misted over and he rubbed them furiously. //Soldiers do NOT cry//.
He opened his bedside drawer and pulled another book. He placed it in there and went to close the box. After a moment, he removed the cross from around his neck and dropped it in along with the others. He picked up a piece of paper and a pencil from his desk and wrote a note to Quatre since he knew that Quatre would be the only one that would come looking for him. He placed the note in an envelope and left it on the middle of the neatly made bed along with the box. Then without a backward glance, he left the room, never to come back.
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Quatre was ecstatic. He had finally gotten the tickets for the Metal Mania concert. //Duo is going to be so excited//. It wasn't too late. Only 8:30pm. He bounded upstairs to Duo's room and knocked, not wanting to invade on the boy's privacy.
"Duo?" Quatre paused for an answer. Upon hearing none, he knocked again. "Duo? Are you there?" No answer. //Hm. Must have gone to sleep early.// Quatre knew that he had come back from the mission this morning and must have been tired so he left the braided pilot to his rest, deciding to tell him about the concert tomorrow.
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(Should I or should I not end it here? //looks at readers with daggers// *sweat drop* heh. I shall continue *Phew*)
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It was past eleven in the morning. Where was Duo? Quatre was getting impatient. He decided to go and wake up the pilot. He stopped outside the room again and knocked. Still no answer. He opened the door quietly. "Duo?" he called out. There was no one there. Quatre noticed that the bed was made. That was strange. Duo usually didn't make his bed. He went and checked the bathroom to find it deserted. When he came back into the room, he saw an envelope on the bed along with a mahogany box. //Hm. What's this?//
He walked over to the bed and picked up the envelope. It was a plain white envelope with his name scribbled on the front in Duo's scribble. //Must have meant for me to find it.// He opened the envelope and began to read.
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sorry, minna-san…..too tired to write the rest right now…four hours of sleep in three days does not do you good….*yawn* I think...I'll….sleep….*BAM* *cilverklaw asleep on the Keyboard……sdfughsjdbfkwugefjwebf…ouch, that's not a good thing….zzzzzz*
Disclaimer: dun own them.
(blah) authors notes
//Blah// Thoughts
***
"WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?"
Duo looked at the door way where he saw a raged Wufei. "Wufei, I-"
"Why do you have my sword? And why are you in this room. No one is allowed here. No one. Not even Quatre. Why are you here?" Wufei looked positively murderous.
Duo shrank back a little, still holding the sword. "I didn't know that this was your shrine room. I walked in here by mistake."
"A mistake? What, you Blind, Maxwell? Can't see where you're going?" Wufei stalked up to him. "And why are you holding my sword? That is my family heirloom." He snatched the sword from Duo's hand, slashing across the palm.
Duo yelped and clutched his hand, trying to stop it from bleeding. Wufei did not notice or more likely ignored it. "What the hell do you about heritage? What it means? You have No heritage. You're just a goddamn slut from some slumber in L2." Duo's faced flashed with hurt, but Wufei was too busy ranting to notice. "First you go hitting on My boyfriend and then you go invade others privacy. Who the Hell do you think you are?"
Duo was shocked by that. Wufei thought that he was hitting on Quatre? Duo's mind went hot then cold. His face became rigid and a mask of calmness was placed. He walked past Wufei and out the door, to his room.
Once there he pulled out a duffel bag from underneath the bed. He walked to his closet, picked up the few clothes that he owned and tossed them in the duffel bag. Silently, he seethed. //How dare Wufei accuse me of such things?// He went to the bathroom to bandage his cut and then stalked to his laptop. After turning it on, he sent a quick message to doctor G that he was going to be working alone for a while and packed that up too. He slung the duffel bag over his shoulder and started to leave the room when his eye caught the mahogany box. He placed the duffel bag down and walked over to it. He sat on the bed and opened the box and looked at the contents. //So many memories//. His eyes misted over and he rubbed them furiously. //Soldiers do NOT cry//.
He opened his bedside drawer and pulled another book. He placed it in there and went to close the box. After a moment, he removed the cross from around his neck and dropped it in along with the others. He picked up a piece of paper and a pencil from his desk and wrote a note to Quatre since he knew that Quatre would be the only one that would come looking for him. He placed the note in an envelope and left it on the middle of the neatly made bed along with the box. Then without a backward glance, he left the room, never to come back.
***
Quatre was ecstatic. He had finally gotten the tickets for the Metal Mania concert. //Duo is going to be so excited//. It wasn't too late. Only 8:30pm. He bounded upstairs to Duo's room and knocked, not wanting to invade on the boy's privacy.
"Duo?" Quatre paused for an answer. Upon hearing none, he knocked again. "Duo? Are you there?" No answer. //Hm. Must have gone to sleep early.// Quatre knew that he had come back from the mission this morning and must have been tired so he left the braided pilot to his rest, deciding to tell him about the concert tomorrow.
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(Should I or should I not end it here? //looks at readers with daggers// *sweat drop* heh. I shall continue *Phew*)
***
It was past eleven in the morning. Where was Duo? Quatre was getting impatient. He decided to go and wake up the pilot. He stopped outside the room again and knocked. Still no answer. He opened the door quietly. "Duo?" he called out. There was no one there. Quatre noticed that the bed was made. That was strange. Duo usually didn't make his bed. He went and checked the bathroom to find it deserted. When he came back into the room, he saw an envelope on the bed along with a mahogany box. //Hm. What's this?//
He walked over to the bed and picked up the envelope. It was a plain white envelope with his name scribbled on the front in Duo's scribble. //Must have meant for me to find it.// He opened the envelope and began to read.
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sorry, minna-san…..too tired to write the rest right now…four hours of sleep in three days does not do you good….*yawn* I think...I'll….sleep….*BAM* *cilverklaw asleep on the Keyboard……sdfughsjdbfkwugefjwebf…ouch, that's not a good thing….zzzzzz*