*holds up sign: "MAJOR WUFEI TORTURE"*
*ahem* Just had to get that out of the way. ^^;;; But yes, I
torment poor Wufei...again...in this chapter. *sigh* And Duo.
I'm certainly having way too much fun with this whole torture
thing.
^_^ Reviews!!!
Nelia: Yes, this is going to be one hell of a recovery...and I
think this chapter will answer any questions about Wufei and the
others' help. ^_^
Jesanae Tekani: Thank you, thank you. *bows* Yesh, poor, poor
Duo, but just remember, the worst of it's over now that they
know what's wrong and how to fix it. ^_^ I luff 2x5!
Lady Rune: Why thank you very much, I'm flattered that you think
this insanity of mine is beautiful. ^^;;
Silverqueen: Oh I know exactly how you feel, when you get all
into a new fic, then they haven't updated in -ages-...gah, that
drives me nuts! I would never do that, if I know I'm not gonna
be able to finish a fic, then I don't bother writing it. I only
write what I know I'll finish, and I try my hardest to update
every week. ^_^
Firedraygon97: Duo will be let out in a few chapters, you gotta
wait until Wufei and the psycho-doctor bring him out of his
episode so he doesn't flip out. ^^;;
Shella: I've already started writing the School Girl Wufei fic.
^_^ So far it's only a couple pages, but it was certainly
enough to alleviate all the angst and drama from the last
chapter. Of course, now I'm gonna have to go work on it again
after writing about Wufei and torturing him. ^^;; And I got your
e-mail!!!!! I -love- those stories you sent me, I thought it was
funny how Wufei wanted to strangle Duo for making him dress like
a Catholic School Girl and Trowa recording the whole thing.
Sick, sick little Unibang...*shakes her head*
Kinishi: Ah man, I hate when I write a really long review and it
like cuts half of it off, or my computer freezes as I'm trying
to post it and it doesn't go through, so you gotta remember
everything that you wrote so that you can write it over again.
Ack, I hate that. But anyways, who wouldn't be happy when the
psychiatrist came in and took off the restraints? Sure there was
a catch, but at least they're off! I know what you mean though,
I had to go to a psychologist multiple times, and it got to the
point to where all I had to do was say the things she wanted to
hear and I would be able to go. I blew up at the school guidance
counselor, so she never called me down to her office again.
*sweatdrop* But yes, it was easier for Duo to put on the mask
during the wars because he had things to focus on like missions
and Deathscythe, and he had the other pilots there with him at
the time. And in a way, Wufei is Duo's lifeline of sorts, so far
he's been the only one who has been able to pull Duo back into
reality and actually hold a conversation with him. Of course, I
have yet to bring in Quatre and Trowa, so...^_^ I hope you
enjoy this chapter!
Meanne77: Thank you! I'm glad you're enjoying this! ^_^ I myself
don't have any psychological problems either, as far I know
anyways, but I know people who -do- and I'd been taking
Psychology too, so I'm trying to keep this as real as possible.
And I think we love to see them suffer because so many people
write light, fluffy fics, so an angst-y, torture fic is fresh
and a lot more enjoyable. ^^;;
KDA: Glad you're liking this! ^_^ And don't worry about 'Blood
Lust', it's all good. I think I will do a sequel to it
eventually...just the plot to the sequel is what I'm stumped on.
I already have ideas for a sequel for 'Nowhere To Run', the one
where Duo finds Heero three years after he disappeared when the
wars were finished in a bar, but I dunno...I would rather write
my other story ideas before writing a sequel to any of my
stories. The wall by my CD player is -covered- in sticky notes
with ideas written all over them, it's crazy. But anywho, Quatre
and Trowa's reaction will come along within the next third-
person POV chapter I think, when Wufei brings them in with him.
^_^
Yaay! I think that's all the reviews...so on with the story!!
^__^
***
"Preventers Headquarters."
"Sally?"
The blonde woman on the video screen smirked amusedly. "So now
it's 'Sally', eh Wufei? What game are you trying to
play...What's wrong?" She immediately backpedaled her teasing at
the disturbed expression blanching Wufei's features. "What's
going on?"
"I...I just don't know how to explain it," he began slowly,
shaking his head. "I need to take a few days off, it's urgent,
can you tell Lady Une that?"
Sally's mien took on a more maternal, concerned older-sisterly
air. "What's going on?" she repeated more forcibly. "You don't
look too good, talk to me Wufei."
Wufei hesitated uncertainly. "What do you know about manic
depression?"
"It's a severe mental disorder, unpredictable. The person can be
fine one day then be highly paranoid and out of control the
next, the episodes can last a week, or for months, depending on
if it's untreated-" Sally abruptly cut off, her blue eyes
widening slightly. "Don't tell -you're-"
"No! I mean, it's not -me- exactly..." he paused again, looking
uncomfortable. "It's Duo."
"Duo?" she replied incredulously.
"Yes, Quatre and Trowa are also here with me."
"Surely Duo doesn't need all three of you there, does he?"
Wufei's face darkened with a scowl. "Sally, he's in a damn
mental institution! They have him shackled to a bed and sedated
so he doesn't scream and tear himself apart..." He shuddered
visibly. "I'm staying here for a while to see if I can help.
Please Sally, just tell Lady Une I won't be back at the
headquarters for a few more days then planned, and don't say
anything about this to anyone else."
"I'm sorry for sounding harsh, I didn't realize it was that
bad," Sally apologized sincerely. "I'll pass the word on to Une
as soon as I get off with you, okay? And take care of yourself,
I don't want Quatre and Trowa bringing you back exhausted
because you've gone and overburdened yourself."
"Yes mother," Wufei said sarcastically, but he added a quiet
'Thank you' before cutting off their video transmission. He
sighed heavily and pinched the bridge of his nose again as he
headed for the psychiatrist's office. Doctor Woods had gone
ahead to speak with Quatre and Trowa while he had made the call
to Sally.
Upon entering the room, there was certainly a more upbeat feel
to the air than there had been before. The blonde Arabian,
though tired, looked considerably relieved as he smiled up at
Wufei when he came in and sat down beside Trowa in Heero's
vacated armchair.
"As I was saying," said Doctor Woods, his gaze flickering over
to him then returned to Quatre. "I believe there is plenty of
hope for Mister Maxwell to make a full recovery from this.
Though I did not get a very pleasing response from him, he
responded very well to Mister Chang here when I allowed him in
during the reevaluation. I must admit I was wrong in thinking
that you would be in any way a negative influence, and I
apologize for it."
"That's not necessary," Wufei muttered. "I was the one who was
out of line, I let my temper get the better of me." The
psychiatrist merely raised an eyebrow at the significant
mellowing the Asian's attitude had taken. "I was able to reach
one of my colleagues at the headquarters and she's going to let
my superior know of my extended absence."
"So you plan on staying for the whole procedure?" Trowa asked
mildly.
"As long as I can," he replied adamantly. "I feel guilty, and
the only way to get rid of my guilt is to put all my effort into
helping Duo."
"Wufei..." began Quatre tentatively.
"If you're going to tell me it's not our fault, then I'm not
listening," he interrupted firmly. "If we're done here, I would
like to go back to Duo's room for a while, I promised I would
see him again when we were through."
Doctor Woods shook his head and Wufei got to his feet once more
and walked out. "He is quite the obstinate one once he makes up
his mind, isn't he?" he commented wryly.
"Only when pursuing justice," Quatre replied, frowning slightly.
"He takes personal honor very seriously and will do whatever
possible to ensure that it isn't shamed. Something like this is
a hard blow to his honor as a friend, so he -is- going to stick
to it until the end, no matter what. Trowa and I will have to
pry him away with a gundanium crowbar if we ever plan to get him
out of here tonight."
The two stood; Trowa gathering Wufei's long forgotten uniform
jacket and katana as Quatre thanked the psychiatrist earnestly
and they went out into the hall to catch up with their Chinese
comrade.
***
Wufei was only halfway to his destination when the couple
reached him.
"Wait a moment, will you?"
He stopped and looked back at them with a half annoyed, half
tired expression clouding his golden visage. "What?"
Worry creased the blonde's brow as he reached out and touched
the Asian's arm. "You're not alone in this Wufei, remember
that," he said quietly. "We are as much at fault as you are, as
I tried to say twice before, but you wouldn't listen."
The last broken bits of his battered, proud resolve finally
began to crumble. "I..." Wufei cast his intense onyx gaze to the
floor. "I'm sorry."
"It's okay, we just want you to bear in mind that Quatre and I
are here too," Trowa replied gently. He indicated his forgotten
belongings and added with a hint of wryness, "Besides, without
us, you would be leaving your things all over the place and
there would be no one to keep you from beating yourself up too
badly."
Wufei suddenly chuckled. "Sally gave me that remark too, when I
called her earlier. 'Take care of yourself, I don't want Quatre
and Trowa bringing you back exhausted because you've gone and
overburdened yourself'. Honestly, I think that woman knows me
too well for comfort," he shook his head amusedly.
"Yes, as do we," Quatre smiled slightly. "That's why while
you're with Duo, I will be checking us into the nearest hotel so
we'll have a place to stay while we're here." Wufei opened his
mouth to respond, but he spoke again, "I insist on it, so
there's no use arguing. We'll be waiting out front for you, all
right?"
Wufei only nodded with a resigned sigh and continued on down the
hallway.
"He's too hard on himself," Trowa said, watching him walk away
with a small frown.
Quatre's cerulean eyes were troubled as they headed outside to
wait.
'Or maybe we're not hard enough on ourselves...'
***
The keepers outside Duo's room did not even blink as Wufei
approached and went in alone, shutting the door carefully behind
him.
Duo sat cross-legged on the center of the bed, twisting and
untwisting a long strand of chestnut hair around his slender
fingers in unease, his violet gaze dim as his mind wandered in
thought. At the sound of the door opening, his head instantly
shot up and he beamed with immense relief.
"You came back."
"Of course I did Duo, I promised, didn't I?" Wufei smiled,
sitting with him on the bed. Inside, he squirmed uncomfortably;
he looked so happy at the mere fact that he had returned...
"Yes you did," said Duo cheerfully. "Where's Quatre and Trowa?
You said you had to talk to them when you left."
"Ah, well, they're out finding somewhere to stay," he replied,
becoming even more uncomfortable as he shifted his weight with a
squeak of springs. "We aren't allowed here after hours."
"Oh..." The twisted strand of hair dropped from his grasp.
"...so you have to leave..."
Wufei took his pale hands in his own and squeezed them
reassuringly. "Yes, but only for now though. We'll be back first
thing tomorrow morning, and we're going to be here to help until
you're well again."
"Because you promised."
"Yes, because I promised," he repeated firmly.
"But what happens when I get out here?"
Wufei was unsure how to answer the soft question. "I...Well,
whatever you want to."
Duo went silent, staring down at their hands with a somewhat
pained grimace, though before he could say anything, the door
opened and one of the keepers stuck his head in.
"Mister Chang, you have to go now."
"I know," Wufei squeezed Duo's hands again and began to rise.
"I'll be back tomorrow, I swear."
He released his grip reluctantly and headed to the door and as
it shut behind him, Duo's barely whispered words went unheard.
"...I don't want to be left alone..."
***
*sniffle* Okay people, you know the drill...Click! Review!
Flame...whichever suits; just remember that flames will be used
to toast my marshmallows. ^_^
*ahem* Just had to get that out of the way. ^^;;; But yes, I
torment poor Wufei...again...in this chapter. *sigh* And Duo.
I'm certainly having way too much fun with this whole torture
thing.
^_^ Reviews!!!
Nelia: Yes, this is going to be one hell of a recovery...and I
think this chapter will answer any questions about Wufei and the
others' help. ^_^
Jesanae Tekani: Thank you, thank you. *bows* Yesh, poor, poor
Duo, but just remember, the worst of it's over now that they
know what's wrong and how to fix it. ^_^ I luff 2x5!
Lady Rune: Why thank you very much, I'm flattered that you think
this insanity of mine is beautiful. ^^;;
Silverqueen: Oh I know exactly how you feel, when you get all
into a new fic, then they haven't updated in -ages-...gah, that
drives me nuts! I would never do that, if I know I'm not gonna
be able to finish a fic, then I don't bother writing it. I only
write what I know I'll finish, and I try my hardest to update
every week. ^_^
Firedraygon97: Duo will be let out in a few chapters, you gotta
wait until Wufei and the psycho-doctor bring him out of his
episode so he doesn't flip out. ^^;;
Shella: I've already started writing the School Girl Wufei fic.
^_^ So far it's only a couple pages, but it was certainly
enough to alleviate all the angst and drama from the last
chapter. Of course, now I'm gonna have to go work on it again
after writing about Wufei and torturing him. ^^;; And I got your
e-mail!!!!! I -love- those stories you sent me, I thought it was
funny how Wufei wanted to strangle Duo for making him dress like
a Catholic School Girl and Trowa recording the whole thing.
Sick, sick little Unibang...*shakes her head*
Kinishi: Ah man, I hate when I write a really long review and it
like cuts half of it off, or my computer freezes as I'm trying
to post it and it doesn't go through, so you gotta remember
everything that you wrote so that you can write it over again.
Ack, I hate that. But anyways, who wouldn't be happy when the
psychiatrist came in and took off the restraints? Sure there was
a catch, but at least they're off! I know what you mean though,
I had to go to a psychologist multiple times, and it got to the
point to where all I had to do was say the things she wanted to
hear and I would be able to go. I blew up at the school guidance
counselor, so she never called me down to her office again.
*sweatdrop* But yes, it was easier for Duo to put on the mask
during the wars because he had things to focus on like missions
and Deathscythe, and he had the other pilots there with him at
the time. And in a way, Wufei is Duo's lifeline of sorts, so far
he's been the only one who has been able to pull Duo back into
reality and actually hold a conversation with him. Of course, I
have yet to bring in Quatre and Trowa, so...^_^ I hope you
enjoy this chapter!
Meanne77: Thank you! I'm glad you're enjoying this! ^_^ I myself
don't have any psychological problems either, as far I know
anyways, but I know people who -do- and I'd been taking
Psychology too, so I'm trying to keep this as real as possible.
And I think we love to see them suffer because so many people
write light, fluffy fics, so an angst-y, torture fic is fresh
and a lot more enjoyable. ^^;;
KDA: Glad you're liking this! ^_^ And don't worry about 'Blood
Lust', it's all good. I think I will do a sequel to it
eventually...just the plot to the sequel is what I'm stumped on.
I already have ideas for a sequel for 'Nowhere To Run', the one
where Duo finds Heero three years after he disappeared when the
wars were finished in a bar, but I dunno...I would rather write
my other story ideas before writing a sequel to any of my
stories. The wall by my CD player is -covered- in sticky notes
with ideas written all over them, it's crazy. But anywho, Quatre
and Trowa's reaction will come along within the next third-
person POV chapter I think, when Wufei brings them in with him.
^_^
Yaay! I think that's all the reviews...so on with the story!!
^__^
***
"Preventers Headquarters."
"Sally?"
The blonde woman on the video screen smirked amusedly. "So now
it's 'Sally', eh Wufei? What game are you trying to
play...What's wrong?" She immediately backpedaled her teasing at
the disturbed expression blanching Wufei's features. "What's
going on?"
"I...I just don't know how to explain it," he began slowly,
shaking his head. "I need to take a few days off, it's urgent,
can you tell Lady Une that?"
Sally's mien took on a more maternal, concerned older-sisterly
air. "What's going on?" she repeated more forcibly. "You don't
look too good, talk to me Wufei."
Wufei hesitated uncertainly. "What do you know about manic
depression?"
"It's a severe mental disorder, unpredictable. The person can be
fine one day then be highly paranoid and out of control the
next, the episodes can last a week, or for months, depending on
if it's untreated-" Sally abruptly cut off, her blue eyes
widening slightly. "Don't tell -you're-"
"No! I mean, it's not -me- exactly..." he paused again, looking
uncomfortable. "It's Duo."
"Duo?" she replied incredulously.
"Yes, Quatre and Trowa are also here with me."
"Surely Duo doesn't need all three of you there, does he?"
Wufei's face darkened with a scowl. "Sally, he's in a damn
mental institution! They have him shackled to a bed and sedated
so he doesn't scream and tear himself apart..." He shuddered
visibly. "I'm staying here for a while to see if I can help.
Please Sally, just tell Lady Une I won't be back at the
headquarters for a few more days then planned, and don't say
anything about this to anyone else."
"I'm sorry for sounding harsh, I didn't realize it was that
bad," Sally apologized sincerely. "I'll pass the word on to Une
as soon as I get off with you, okay? And take care of yourself,
I don't want Quatre and Trowa bringing you back exhausted
because you've gone and overburdened yourself."
"Yes mother," Wufei said sarcastically, but he added a quiet
'Thank you' before cutting off their video transmission. He
sighed heavily and pinched the bridge of his nose again as he
headed for the psychiatrist's office. Doctor Woods had gone
ahead to speak with Quatre and Trowa while he had made the call
to Sally.
Upon entering the room, there was certainly a more upbeat feel
to the air than there had been before. The blonde Arabian,
though tired, looked considerably relieved as he smiled up at
Wufei when he came in and sat down beside Trowa in Heero's
vacated armchair.
"As I was saying," said Doctor Woods, his gaze flickering over
to him then returned to Quatre. "I believe there is plenty of
hope for Mister Maxwell to make a full recovery from this.
Though I did not get a very pleasing response from him, he
responded very well to Mister Chang here when I allowed him in
during the reevaluation. I must admit I was wrong in thinking
that you would be in any way a negative influence, and I
apologize for it."
"That's not necessary," Wufei muttered. "I was the one who was
out of line, I let my temper get the better of me." The
psychiatrist merely raised an eyebrow at the significant
mellowing the Asian's attitude had taken. "I was able to reach
one of my colleagues at the headquarters and she's going to let
my superior know of my extended absence."
"So you plan on staying for the whole procedure?" Trowa asked
mildly.
"As long as I can," he replied adamantly. "I feel guilty, and
the only way to get rid of my guilt is to put all my effort into
helping Duo."
"Wufei..." began Quatre tentatively.
"If you're going to tell me it's not our fault, then I'm not
listening," he interrupted firmly. "If we're done here, I would
like to go back to Duo's room for a while, I promised I would
see him again when we were through."
Doctor Woods shook his head and Wufei got to his feet once more
and walked out. "He is quite the obstinate one once he makes up
his mind, isn't he?" he commented wryly.
"Only when pursuing justice," Quatre replied, frowning slightly.
"He takes personal honor very seriously and will do whatever
possible to ensure that it isn't shamed. Something like this is
a hard blow to his honor as a friend, so he -is- going to stick
to it until the end, no matter what. Trowa and I will have to
pry him away with a gundanium crowbar if we ever plan to get him
out of here tonight."
The two stood; Trowa gathering Wufei's long forgotten uniform
jacket and katana as Quatre thanked the psychiatrist earnestly
and they went out into the hall to catch up with their Chinese
comrade.
***
Wufei was only halfway to his destination when the couple
reached him.
"Wait a moment, will you?"
He stopped and looked back at them with a half annoyed, half
tired expression clouding his golden visage. "What?"
Worry creased the blonde's brow as he reached out and touched
the Asian's arm. "You're not alone in this Wufei, remember
that," he said quietly. "We are as much at fault as you are, as
I tried to say twice before, but you wouldn't listen."
The last broken bits of his battered, proud resolve finally
began to crumble. "I..." Wufei cast his intense onyx gaze to the
floor. "I'm sorry."
"It's okay, we just want you to bear in mind that Quatre and I
are here too," Trowa replied gently. He indicated his forgotten
belongings and added with a hint of wryness, "Besides, without
us, you would be leaving your things all over the place and
there would be no one to keep you from beating yourself up too
badly."
Wufei suddenly chuckled. "Sally gave me that remark too, when I
called her earlier. 'Take care of yourself, I don't want Quatre
and Trowa bringing you back exhausted because you've gone and
overburdened yourself'. Honestly, I think that woman knows me
too well for comfort," he shook his head amusedly.
"Yes, as do we," Quatre smiled slightly. "That's why while
you're with Duo, I will be checking us into the nearest hotel so
we'll have a place to stay while we're here." Wufei opened his
mouth to respond, but he spoke again, "I insist on it, so
there's no use arguing. We'll be waiting out front for you, all
right?"
Wufei only nodded with a resigned sigh and continued on down the
hallway.
"He's too hard on himself," Trowa said, watching him walk away
with a small frown.
Quatre's cerulean eyes were troubled as they headed outside to
wait.
'Or maybe we're not hard enough on ourselves...'
***
The keepers outside Duo's room did not even blink as Wufei
approached and went in alone, shutting the door carefully behind
him.
Duo sat cross-legged on the center of the bed, twisting and
untwisting a long strand of chestnut hair around his slender
fingers in unease, his violet gaze dim as his mind wandered in
thought. At the sound of the door opening, his head instantly
shot up and he beamed with immense relief.
"You came back."
"Of course I did Duo, I promised, didn't I?" Wufei smiled,
sitting with him on the bed. Inside, he squirmed uncomfortably;
he looked so happy at the mere fact that he had returned...
"Yes you did," said Duo cheerfully. "Where's Quatre and Trowa?
You said you had to talk to them when you left."
"Ah, well, they're out finding somewhere to stay," he replied,
becoming even more uncomfortable as he shifted his weight with a
squeak of springs. "We aren't allowed here after hours."
"Oh..." The twisted strand of hair dropped from his grasp.
"...so you have to leave..."
Wufei took his pale hands in his own and squeezed them
reassuringly. "Yes, but only for now though. We'll be back first
thing tomorrow morning, and we're going to be here to help until
you're well again."
"Because you promised."
"Yes, because I promised," he repeated firmly.
"But what happens when I get out here?"
Wufei was unsure how to answer the soft question. "I...Well,
whatever you want to."
Duo went silent, staring down at their hands with a somewhat
pained grimace, though before he could say anything, the door
opened and one of the keepers stuck his head in.
"Mister Chang, you have to go now."
"I know," Wufei squeezed Duo's hands again and began to rise.
"I'll be back tomorrow, I swear."
He released his grip reluctantly and headed to the door and as
it shut behind him, Duo's barely whispered words went unheard.
"...I don't want to be left alone..."
***
*sniffle* Okay people, you know the drill...Click! Review!
Flame...whichever suits; just remember that flames will be used
to toast my marshmallows. ^_^