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LOVE VS LUST
Chapter 2: Knock knock, Justice where? And poor little Trowa lamb meets big bad wolves (2/4)
"Wufei!" Duo, shouted extremely loudly, at the same time banging hard on the door of the Justice Tower, the home of the Guardian Angel of Justice, Wufei Justice. "Wufei!!! Wufei!!!" Where is that stupid, blasted Guardian Angel of Justice when you really need him?
The normally speechless Heero joined his lover in the shout. "Wufei! Wufei!! Wufei!!!"
By this time, Quatre, the beloved Guardian Angel of Concern was tearing badly. Oh Trowa, Trowa, my poor Trowa...Where are you, dear? Where? Oh Wufei...Wufei please be in... Oh, I feel so sad...so lonely without you, Trowa...Where had you gone? Trowa...I feel extremely miserable, life without you is really terrible...Trowa...I never felt so sad before...never! Not in my whole entire angel life...I'm...
Suddenly, the door swung open, with such tremendous force that it was detached at the hinge. Out walked a highly irritated and boiling Wufei. "Idiots! Shut up!!! Didn't I tell you all before, times and again, never to interrupt me, when I'm meditating?!"
"Cool it Wufei. Cool it man, err...I mean angel. You looked as if...as if..." Duo said in his sweetest tone of voice, with both hands lifted up in a surrender position.
But before he had a chance to finish his babbling, Quatre had awakened from his state of shock and flung himself onto Wufei. Wufei's immediate reflex was to throw the intruder off of him, but surprisingly managed to get a grip of himself and stopped at the last minute. He eyed the crying Quatre silently, for a rather long moment, before he slipped a comforting arm round Quatre's slim and slender waist and then turned to face Duo and Heero, and gave them each a quizzical look.
"Well, Wufei, as you can see, something really bad and when I said really bad, I do mean really bad happened. What just happened was really extremely horribly bad. It's so totally..."
"Cut the nonsense!" Wufei interrupted impatiently. Then, he turned towards Heero and said, "You tell."
"..." Heero remained silent; it is not within his character to explain things. Actually, he was never the one to explain any matters, especially such important ones. He was always an individual worker.
"Trowa...Trowa is gone...Trowa disappeared!" Quatre shouted out hysterically, before he slumped back tiredly on Wufei's shoulder.
All the other three Guardian Angel looked at Quatre, worry etched across their faces.
Duo wondered. Why does he seemed to be so easily exhausted now, its so unlike sunny Quatre to be so easily put down...I know he is feeling really sad...but...but this doesn't quite explain Quatre's weariness ...its so unlike him...Normally, if any thing bad happens, he will be up and about trying his utmost to solve it...but now...some more its Trowa that is... I'm feeling so worried for him...What's wrong with him?
"Well, just now, there was a terrible whirlwind that swept through the heavenly grounds, accompanied by the terrible tremors of a really horrible earthquake. Then, Trowa just vanished with those atrociously horrible disasters," Duo explained.
As usual, Duo gave his account in really flowery language, which made everyone wondered, whether he was assigned the right department. After all, his personality and character seemed to be much more suited for either the heavenly Department of Celebrations or the heavenly Department of Joy, rather than his own. Well... probably because he has some hidden sadistic streak somewhere considering that he always seems to enjoy torturing me with his words. Hmmm... I wonder how big this darker side of him is... Can it possible be that Duo and Heero are into S&M? Wufei pondered, but when he realized that he was getting inappropriately aroused, he capped his thoughts. This is injustice I should be thinking of that onna Sally instead. Think of Sally. Think of Sally. Only justice to think of Sally, after all she is what people err... I mean angels were called as a girlfriend, right? To rid himself of the images of naked Duo and Heero, Wufei decided to started ranting about his favorite topic instead, "What?! Disasters in Heaven! This is totally injustice! Injustice!!! Those stupid, irritating, blasted demons must be at work again! Injustice!!! Even in Heaven there is no justice! This is really injustice!"
"So...so how? How Wufei?" Quatre lifted his head from Wufei's shoulder and asked weakly. The poor Guardian Angel of Concern seemed to be draining away by the minute...
"You 'kay?" Duo stared at his friend in concern.
"Yes, I...I think so..." Quatre answered softly, slightly breathless.
The other three Guardian Angels looked at each other and shook their head, they knew they couldn't take Quatre's words for it, for it was clearer than crystal that he wasn't well...and besides, Quatre was the type who wouldn't want to make others worry.
They all turned spontaneously and stared at Quatre. What had happened to Quatre? He looked so...so weak...even his usual bright glow seemed dimmer than normal...Why? What happened?
"Hmmm...Wufei, I think you better hurry up with some plan." Duo said worriedly, still eyeing the frail-looking Quatre.
"Hmmm...." Wufei looked down, concentrating hard, "I know!"
"What?!" All the other three Guardian Angels asked at the same time, with must enthusiasm.
"Well...we can find our mentors, our teachers, the five wise old heavenly Spirits of Wisdom," replied Wufei, "They seem to know everything."
"What?! I was thinking what brilliant plan you have, instead...instead...you tell us to go look up those fives weirdos, those five insane spirits! You must be nuts!" Duo screamed back at Wufei.
"Duo, That's rude." Ever-polite Quatre looked up and chided Duo.
Normally, Duo would have argued with Quatre about such matters, but today, he just shut his mouth off, not wanting to upset his mysteriously weaken friend any further.
"Injustice! Injustice! How can you be so rude to your elders? Aren't there any justices these days! Besides, how dare you call me a nut? I'll challenge you..."Wufei started raving madly again.
"Shut up, Wufei!" Heero suddenly snapped. Then, when all is quiet, he continued, "Well, though I have to agree with Duo that those Spirits of Wisdom are a bunch of weirdos, I guess it's still the best bet that we go and find them, since we don't have any other workable plan. Furthermore, we can consult them about Quatre strange bout of tiredness."
"Hmm...well I guess so..." Duo relented reluctantly. He did not wish to go and visit those old insane spirits, but he was truly worried for his sweet friend's health.
The mysterious boy with long unusual bangs had walked for miles. He had followed the road, followed its every twist and turn, but still...but still he was alone. Alone, lost in the middle of nowhere. Where am I? How did I get here in the first place? The seemly only possible way is that I fall down from Heaven... A rumble in his stomach interrupted his thoughts mid-way through. Suddenly, he realized how hungry and tired he was and so he decided to stop walking on.
The boy sat down by the road and hugged himself. He felt so cold, hungry, tired and of course lonely... Maybe I'll die here...die here alone.
Hours passed...the sky was getting dark...
Suddenly, a vehicle, to be specific, a black army jeep with the letters 'OZ' printed in red at both sides, appeared out of nowhere and stopped in front of him.
"Boy! What are you doing out here alone?" asked the sly-looking man with dark brown hair in the passenger seat.
"George, come on let's get moving," the dark burly driver beside him said impatiently, "This is just one of those stupid little bastards, who knows nothing."
"No! I think it's really cruel to leave this poor boy alone here. Besides, I'm sure all the men back at the camp will be dying to meet him, right John? I'm sure he will make a wonderful friend, don't you think so." George replied with an evil gleam in his eyes.
"Hmmm...Yes! The men will all be so very happy to have him around. Boys like him are always welcome. Hmmm...so young, so sweet." John, the driver, rubbed his hands together in glee.
The boy shivered, he hated the way these men eyed him. As if...as if he was some tasty and exotic treat that they couldn't wait to savor...to eat. He is frightened...but...but yet he did not want these men to go, he did not wish to be alone again...
"Get in the jeep boy. We'll bring you to a place filled with heavenly treats." George called out to the boy, and then burst out laughing. His sinister laughter sent waves of fear through the boy's body.
"You're hungry, right? Here's a piece of bread for you. Come on, follows us and you'll have it. Besides, you wouldn't want to be left alone here, right? Especially since it's getting dark and it's still a long, long way to the nearest town," John added.
Internally, the boy knew that these men could not be trusted and he should not follow them. These men must be baddies. I hate their stares...making me feel like I'm a prey, and they are some predators ready to pounce on me...
He felt so nervous, so frightened under their constant scrutiny...he heart told him to run away, as faraway from these men as possible...but, his physical body wouldn't listen. His legs were too tired to care anymore. So, he climbed into the back seat of the jeep...
--- Chapter 2 (End) ---