Chapter 2: Coincidence
"When are you going to tell him?" Silence. "You're going soft, Imoto." More silence. Duo woke up, noises blaring in his ears and was sure he had heard something. The silence continued, though, until a voice that sounded like Heero said, "Well, Imoto, do what you please. Just remember—" Duo shot up and ran into the next room. Diana spun around, and gave Duo a glimpse of naked flesh. Duo stared silently, as she clutched her shirt to her skin in shock. Whoa. Slow down Duo. "Wha—What are you doing in my room?" Duo looked at her silently and backed out of the room.
Diana walked out of her room ten minutes later, and began to ignore Duo, while adjusting her black sweater. It was 90 out, how the hell could she wear a sweater in this god-forsaken heat? "Um, Diana?" Silence from her as she sat down, her legs crossed and eyes on the newspaper. "I'm, uh... sorry." "You didn't seem too sorry staring at me." "Well I..."—pause—"Dammit, what the hell did you take me for then? A goddamn fucking saint? Listen, you picked me up at the bar, didn't ask who I was, what I was. Damn! What boy wouldn't want to stare?!" "My brother." "Well, hell! That would be fucking incest!" "Your family didn't seem to see it that way." She stood up, chair scraping along the ground. "My what???" Hel ignored him and merely spun on her heel and left Duo to fume.
She'd done it again. She'd revealed too much. "So, sister, when will you take him?" "Go'way, Enma, or should I call you, Heero?" Heero looked down imperially at her. "I warned you not to choose him, didn't I. I told you that he would give you trouble. Be sensible, I told you. Quatre, or Trowa, at least they didn't have—" "Shut up, I don't want to hear it." "Imoto—" "He's guessed, and made his guess right." "He guessed your real name?" "Yes. Diana." "So perhaps... he is the one." "Brother... What repels these mortals? Everything seems to scare them, frighten them. Those who wish for death... They still fear us, and our touch. Everyone that you and I come in contact with dies quicker." Heero's lip quirked—"So it seems that my role as Gundam pilot fit that description." "And why is it these mortals keep getting our bloodlines mixed up?" "Because, Imoto, we portrayed ourselves as such. Remember Orion, who Artemis killed? We are brother and sister, but only because our father was screwing around." She looked away, mind forming the coldness of the moon and knowing that Duo was correct. She was cold and distant. She was the ice queen, unwilling to open up. "Duo still does not know, does he?" Heero said, cutting into her reverie. "No... he does not..."
Duo glared at Diana's door angrily. What did that girl mean? Incest ran in his family? Well... for all he knew, that could be true, but how could she know? Duo scowled at her door and stomped off into the room he had woken up in. He sat down on the bed and flopped back. He could smell Heero's scent, and that scent did not comfort him, since Heero, oddly enough, smelt kind of like a church, with the incense and all. But what overrode Heero's smell was blood and...death... Duo shivered and rolled over into the hollow in which his body had slept in. He untied his braid and spread it out. Long brown strands spread out, fanning, touching the ends of the bed then falling over, to touch the floor. He sighed, turned over on his side and started to play with his hair. What exactly was the problem with that girl? She was so like Heero that it was creepy and scary. He had a sudden craving for alcohol, or some of that stuff that that guy had given to him in that needle—Duo started to shiver wildly, before all he knew was a black haze.
"Duo? Duo!" Diana raised her hand to her throat, stunned. Duo was twitching uncontrollably, perspiring greatly, and writhing all over the floor. She looked at his pupils and made a guess—Withdrawal symptoms—Not the most pleasant of things to be dealing with. And her guess, by Duo's violent reaction, was that he'd been given Hyida—a new drug that caused 95% of its takers to die. Diana knew it wasn't him time. She could still sense Duo's life energy, a still steadily growing warm flame. She raised her head and called, "Enma!" Heero appeared. "Duo." Heero said. He dropped to his knees and touched Duo. Duo was very much alive. On the other hand, he was still writhing in pain and agony. In the next second, two more figures had appeared. "Baldar, Loki!" Diana cried in relief. Quatre and Trowa sunk to their feet, stunned beyond belief at what lay at their feet. "Duo!" Quatre said. Quatre immediately leant forward, and pushed his life energy into Duo. Duo writhed and groaned. Trowa leant forward and brought a golden apple from his cloak. "I stole this." Trowa said, his voice as emotionless as ever, then Diana caught a glint in his eyes. Diana considered scolding Trowa, then decided against it, and let Trowa feed Duo the apple. Nothing worked. Diana sunk to her knees, weary and exhausted, knowing from the start that none of them, Gods as they were, could ever escape fate's call. She leant forward and took a brightly shining orb that floated up in her hands. The orb bobbed for a while then floated away. Diana looked at Heero, then down at the seemingly sleeping body. "Enma, when will it be my time?" "Imoto, you could die anytime, and you would be the last mortal reincarnation on the earth if you lived. I think it is time you came home." "Y'know what I think is strange?" Diana got up and stared at the corner of the room. "Hey, Di." A pair of violet eyes blinked and Duo stepped out, grinning. He stalked to her and placed a kiss onto her mouth. "Git your hands of my sister!" Heero said through gritted teeth. "Aw, c'mon, now Heero. You know your sister enjoys it." Diana blushed. "What's strange?" Trowa asked after the Mexican Standoff continued for another minute. "That Di and Enma are brother and sister, ya know. Di's from Greek or Roman and Enma's from Japan." "Mortal brother and sister." Heero corrected, talking to Duo like he was a child. Which suited Duo just fine. "It makes a difference?" Duo asked. Diana smiled. As usual, her clueless lover had his brain fried and didn't remember anything. "Yes. We were born twins, and we've had this connection since we were born and separated. We are like brother and sister and no bullshit cultural crap will keep us from being as close as brother and sister. Besides, we're always reborn as twins, just like you're always from—" "Shut up, Enma!" Duo said and flung a vase at Heero. Heero caught the vase and the two of them stood staring at each other violently until Quatre stepped in between the two and separating them, chiding with hilarity, "Children!"
"When are you going to tell him?" Silence. "You're going soft, Imoto." More silence. Duo woke up, noises blaring in his ears and was sure he had heard something. The silence continued, though, until a voice that sounded like Heero said, "Well, Imoto, do what you please. Just remember—" Duo shot up and ran into the next room. Diana spun around, and gave Duo a glimpse of naked flesh. Duo stared silently, as she clutched her shirt to her skin in shock. Whoa. Slow down Duo. "Wha—What are you doing in my room?" Duo looked at her silently and backed out of the room.
Diana walked out of her room ten minutes later, and began to ignore Duo, while adjusting her black sweater. It was 90 out, how the hell could she wear a sweater in this god-forsaken heat? "Um, Diana?" Silence from her as she sat down, her legs crossed and eyes on the newspaper. "I'm, uh... sorry." "You didn't seem too sorry staring at me." "Well I..."—pause—"Dammit, what the hell did you take me for then? A goddamn fucking saint? Listen, you picked me up at the bar, didn't ask who I was, what I was. Damn! What boy wouldn't want to stare?!" "My brother." "Well, hell! That would be fucking incest!" "Your family didn't seem to see it that way." She stood up, chair scraping along the ground. "My what???" Hel ignored him and merely spun on her heel and left Duo to fume.
She'd done it again. She'd revealed too much. "So, sister, when will you take him?" "Go'way, Enma, or should I call you, Heero?" Heero looked down imperially at her. "I warned you not to choose him, didn't I. I told you that he would give you trouble. Be sensible, I told you. Quatre, or Trowa, at least they didn't have—" "Shut up, I don't want to hear it." "Imoto—" "He's guessed, and made his guess right." "He guessed your real name?" "Yes. Diana." "So perhaps... he is the one." "Brother... What repels these mortals? Everything seems to scare them, frighten them. Those who wish for death... They still fear us, and our touch. Everyone that you and I come in contact with dies quicker." Heero's lip quirked—"So it seems that my role as Gundam pilot fit that description." "And why is it these mortals keep getting our bloodlines mixed up?" "Because, Imoto, we portrayed ourselves as such. Remember Orion, who Artemis killed? We are brother and sister, but only because our father was screwing around." She looked away, mind forming the coldness of the moon and knowing that Duo was correct. She was cold and distant. She was the ice queen, unwilling to open up. "Duo still does not know, does he?" Heero said, cutting into her reverie. "No... he does not..."
Duo glared at Diana's door angrily. What did that girl mean? Incest ran in his family? Well... for all he knew, that could be true, but how could she know? Duo scowled at her door and stomped off into the room he had woken up in. He sat down on the bed and flopped back. He could smell Heero's scent, and that scent did not comfort him, since Heero, oddly enough, smelt kind of like a church, with the incense and all. But what overrode Heero's smell was blood and...death... Duo shivered and rolled over into the hollow in which his body had slept in. He untied his braid and spread it out. Long brown strands spread out, fanning, touching the ends of the bed then falling over, to touch the floor. He sighed, turned over on his side and started to play with his hair. What exactly was the problem with that girl? She was so like Heero that it was creepy and scary. He had a sudden craving for alcohol, or some of that stuff that that guy had given to him in that needle—Duo started to shiver wildly, before all he knew was a black haze.
"Duo? Duo!" Diana raised her hand to her throat, stunned. Duo was twitching uncontrollably, perspiring greatly, and writhing all over the floor. She looked at his pupils and made a guess—Withdrawal symptoms—Not the most pleasant of things to be dealing with. And her guess, by Duo's violent reaction, was that he'd been given Hyida—a new drug that caused 95% of its takers to die. Diana knew it wasn't him time. She could still sense Duo's life energy, a still steadily growing warm flame. She raised her head and called, "Enma!" Heero appeared. "Duo." Heero said. He dropped to his knees and touched Duo. Duo was very much alive. On the other hand, he was still writhing in pain and agony. In the next second, two more figures had appeared. "Baldar, Loki!" Diana cried in relief. Quatre and Trowa sunk to their feet, stunned beyond belief at what lay at their feet. "Duo!" Quatre said. Quatre immediately leant forward, and pushed his life energy into Duo. Duo writhed and groaned. Trowa leant forward and brought a golden apple from his cloak. "I stole this." Trowa said, his voice as emotionless as ever, then Diana caught a glint in his eyes. Diana considered scolding Trowa, then decided against it, and let Trowa feed Duo the apple. Nothing worked. Diana sunk to her knees, weary and exhausted, knowing from the start that none of them, Gods as they were, could ever escape fate's call. She leant forward and took a brightly shining orb that floated up in her hands. The orb bobbed for a while then floated away. Diana looked at Heero, then down at the seemingly sleeping body. "Enma, when will it be my time?" "Imoto, you could die anytime, and you would be the last mortal reincarnation on the earth if you lived. I think it is time you came home." "Y'know what I think is strange?" Diana got up and stared at the corner of the room. "Hey, Di." A pair of violet eyes blinked and Duo stepped out, grinning. He stalked to her and placed a kiss onto her mouth. "Git your hands of my sister!" Heero said through gritted teeth. "Aw, c'mon, now Heero. You know your sister enjoys it." Diana blushed. "What's strange?" Trowa asked after the Mexican Standoff continued for another minute. "That Di and Enma are brother and sister, ya know. Di's from Greek or Roman and Enma's from Japan." "Mortal brother and sister." Heero corrected, talking to Duo like he was a child. Which suited Duo just fine. "It makes a difference?" Duo asked. Diana smiled. As usual, her clueless lover had his brain fried and didn't remember anything. "Yes. We were born twins, and we've had this connection since we were born and separated. We are like brother and sister and no bullshit cultural crap will keep us from being as close as brother and sister. Besides, we're always reborn as twins, just like you're always from—" "Shut up, Enma!" Duo said and flung a vase at Heero. Heero caught the vase and the two of them stood staring at each other violently until Quatre stepped in between the two and separating them, chiding with hilarity, "Children!"