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Chapter six
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Hiiro leaned against the far wall of the room in which Trowa and Quatre lay unconscious. Initially, they had been in separate rooms, however, once the staff realized that the happenings in their conditions were related to each other, Dr. Kana Soma immediately had them moved.
"Hey, Hiiro . . ." A quiet, cheerful voice greeted, "How's the hand?"
The Japanese boy quirked an eyebrow at the braided boy, "Fine."
Duo smiled, "I called Wu Fei. . . He said he'd be here shortly." The boy frowned thoughtfully, "Ya know. . . He was acting kinda strange. . . Almost like he were loosing his mind or summten. . . You should talk to him."
"I have nothing to say to him. . ." Hiiro frowned.
"But I'm serious, Hiiro! Wu Fei seemed really whacked!" Duo insisted, "Do you think I'd make this up? Don't you care at all?" Hiiro looked at the boy, an odd look was on his face, "I thought he was your friend, Hiiro." The boy continued, "I would think that you'd have at least some concern about his well being. . ."
"That's not it." The stoic one replied.
"Huh?"
Hiiro looked sternly at the confused boy, "I care very much about my friends, it's just, I don't believe that he'd accept help from me."
"Why not?" The braided boy frowned.
Hiiro sighed, "It's a long story."
"I've got time." The boy shrugged carefree.
Hiiro stared at him for several long minutes. Then with a deep sigh he caved, "Alright, but you're going to think it pretty stupid."
Duo grinned, "AW, let me be the judge of that?"
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He lifted the syringe up to the light and tapped the bubbles from it. "Test one, complete." He said into a tape recorder, "Subject A. responded as expected. Hyperactivity, forgetfulness, nervousness, and shorter temper resulting from serum D.Y.E. 78999. For how long the symptoms last is unpredictable. They seem to go in waves, coming and going, growing more intense after each cycle. Further tests are needed on other subjects in order to determine the consistency of serum. . . Tests should prove most interesting. . ."
"Excuse me, Doc." A redheaded younger doctor called, knocking on the door, "I have that file you asked for."
"Thank you, Kana. Just leave it on the table, please." The girl did as she was asked, "Tell me. How is your patient with the broken hand?"
Kana glared, "None of your business, Doctor."
"Oh, please, Kana." The older doctor smirked, "Confidentiality is over rated."
"Remind me of that when you're brought before the review board." She glared and slammed the door as she left.
He frowned for several moments before a smile crossed his face, "After note. . ." He began taping again, "May have found perfect specimen for Subject B."
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"Okay, so let me get this straight." Duo smirked, "Wu Fei is mad at you because you saved Sally and he didn't?" Hiiro nodded, "Okay, but how did that happen?"
Hiiro looked up at the ceiling, "Remember that mission to L8?"
The braided boy nodded, "It was just before you came to stay with me. . ."
"Okay, well, Sally disappeared during that mission."
"She went AWOL?" Duo gapped.
"MIA." Hiiro corrected. "This is Sally we're talking about. She is just as uptight about doing her duty as Chang is."
"Okies. . ."
"She was missing for a week. During that time, Wu Fei was needed elsewhere and he couldn't get away, no matter how hard he tried."
"So he felt like he had failed her?"
Hiiro shrugged, "You know how he is with his honor. Not being able to be her knight in shining armor was a blow to his pride."
"I was worried sick about her, THAT'S all." The cold voice interrupted.
"Speak of the devil. . ." Hiiro muttered under his breath.
"Yo, Wu-man!" Duo waved, a grin plastered across his face.
The Chinese boy eyed him suspiciously, "Maxwell. . ."
"So I would think you'd be grateful that someone had gone and rescued her." Hiiro glared, "It's not like I was trying to upstage you, a friend was in trouble. . ."
"Since when do you worry about your 'friends'?" Wu Fei sneered.
"That's not fair, Wu-man." Duo chided, when the Japanese boy didn't answer, but instead, hung his head. "Hiiro has always been there when we needed him. He was there when Sally needed help, When Relena had been kidnapped, When Trowa had been shot, and when you had been attacked. . . remember that?" Duo demanded. "Not only did he bring you back to Sally, but he also went and kicked their butts." Wu Fei frowned, his cheeks somewhat red. He didn't like being reminded of how weak he was. "So what if Hiiro doesn't stick around long?" Duo continued, "He's always been there when he's needed."
"Except for this time. . ." Hiiro muttered, leaving the room and taking off down the hall.
"Hiiro. . .!"
"Let him go."
Duo looked at his friend, "But Wu Fei. . ."
"It doesn't concern you anyway." The dark haired boy leaving the room.
"You're a jerk." The braided boy called after him.
"What?" Wu Fei whirled around.
"You heard me, Wuffy." Duo scowled, "If I were unable to save someone I love, but my close friend was, I'd be so grateful. . . Especially if she were pregnant."
Wu Fei seethed, his fists clenching at his side.
"Hiiro has no clue that Sally's pregnant, does he." It wasn't a question. "I suppose that you haven't even told him that you got married either."
"I wouldn't have to if he had been here." Wu Fei glowered.
"Boy, are you immature." Duo sneered, "I pity your kid."
"Shut UP!" The Chinese boy yelled, finally loosing his temper, and taking a swing at the braided loud mouth, "YOU DON"T KNOW WHAT YOU'RE TALKING ABOUT!!"
"Yeah, I'm the baka, the space case. . . I never have a clue about what's going on!" Duo snapped, easily dodging the blows, "Wake Up, Wu Fei! I know more then you think!!!"
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Yelling. Lot's of it.
'Oh, my chest hurt. . .'
Slowly, the pain in his chest was bringing him back to reality.
'I know those voices. . . They always are fighting. . .'
He strained to open his eyes. A soft moan escaping his dry lips. Slowly the hazy world came into focus. "Trowa. . .?"
'Where is he? I need to find him. . .'
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"There you go again!" Wu Fei yelled, "What is up with you?"
"NOTHING!" The braided boy shouted back, "Except my friends are intent on ripping each other to pieces!"
"Trowa. . .?" The voice was hoarse and quiet.
"I wasn't going to rip him to pieces!" Wu Fei denied, "I was only going to beat the crap out of him!"
"Yeah right, you wish." Duo scoffed, "Hiiro would defeat you with one hand behind his back and you know it. None of us are a match for him."
"That's. . . I. . . You. . .He. . ." Wu Fei sputtered.
"Trowa. . .Where's Trowa. . .?" The voice was becoming panicked as well as louder.
"That's what I thought." Duo glared.
"Trowa!" Quatre whimpered, feeling alone, "Trowa, where are you?"
The two bickering friends stopped, and looked at each other.
"Trowa!" Quatre moaned, "Trowa, where are you? I can't feel you. . ."
"Quatre! You're awake!" Duo exclaimed coming the blonde's view. "How do you feel, Pal?"
"Trowa. . ." The boy murmured.
Wu Fei took the boy's hand and squeezed it gently, "He's asleep, my friend, right over there." He gestured to the next bed over, "How do you feel?"
"Tired. . .sore. . .What happened?" Quatre asked, his voice quiet and raspy.
"We were hoping you could tell us." Duo said taking the boy's other hand.
The blonde closed his eyes, "I. . .I don't really remember. . . It happened so fast. . .but they weren't . . . I didn't know. . . I . . ."
"Easy, Quat." Duo said, a small smile on his face, "Take your time and calm down."
"I didn't recognize the type of mobile suit. . ." The boy whispered.
"You mean it was a new type of suit?" Wu Fei frowned. The boy nodded. "Can you describe it?"
"I. . .I only saw it for a brief moment. . ." Quatre apologized, "It was dark. . .I do remember a red stripe. . ."
"I'll need to call Sally and Preventer Une and let them know about this." Wu Fei said, "I'll be back shortly. . ."
"Let Hiiro know." Duo called after the Chinese boy. "He deserves to know that he's woken up." The braided boy continued, ignoring the life threatening glare that the dark haired boy shot him. "I'll stay here. You might want to find that doctor too."
"Please, Wu Fei. . ." Quatre whispered. The Chinese boy's expression softened slightly at the blonde's request and after a curt nod left to do as he was asked.
"You gave us quite a scare, Quat." Duo chastised gently.
"I'm sorry. . ." The blonde murmured, trying to get a look at Trowa.
Duo snickered, "Quat, He's alright. He only suffered a few broken ribs and a broken arm, along with a concussion."
"Are you sure?" Quatre asked, "I can't feel him at all. . .I don't like this feeling of him not being there. . ."
"I'm positive, Quat." Duo shrugged, "You probably can't feel him because you're all tired out. Over taxed."
"Maybe. . ." The smaller boy relented, a small yawn escaping from him.
"Get some rest, okay?" The braided boy asked, gently squeezing his hand, "I'm sure that once everyone arrives, they'll want to ask you a bunch of questions, so just relax."
Quatre nodded drowsily, "Promise you won't leave until Trowa wakes up?"
"Not unless I have to pee or something." Duo promised, "And then I'll make sure that you're not left by yourself."
"Arigato, Duo. . ." Quatre said drifting off to sleep.
"No problem, Quat." The braided boy whispered, giving the smaller boy's hand another squeeze before settling in for a long vigil.
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To be continued. . .
Chapter six
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Hiiro leaned against the far wall of the room in which Trowa and Quatre lay unconscious. Initially, they had been in separate rooms, however, once the staff realized that the happenings in their conditions were related to each other, Dr. Kana Soma immediately had them moved.
"Hey, Hiiro . . ." A quiet, cheerful voice greeted, "How's the hand?"
The Japanese boy quirked an eyebrow at the braided boy, "Fine."
Duo smiled, "I called Wu Fei. . . He said he'd be here shortly." The boy frowned thoughtfully, "Ya know. . . He was acting kinda strange. . . Almost like he were loosing his mind or summten. . . You should talk to him."
"I have nothing to say to him. . ." Hiiro frowned.
"But I'm serious, Hiiro! Wu Fei seemed really whacked!" Duo insisted, "Do you think I'd make this up? Don't you care at all?" Hiiro looked at the boy, an odd look was on his face, "I thought he was your friend, Hiiro." The boy continued, "I would think that you'd have at least some concern about his well being. . ."
"That's not it." The stoic one replied.
"Huh?"
Hiiro looked sternly at the confused boy, "I care very much about my friends, it's just, I don't believe that he'd accept help from me."
"Why not?" The braided boy frowned.
Hiiro sighed, "It's a long story."
"I've got time." The boy shrugged carefree.
Hiiro stared at him for several long minutes. Then with a deep sigh he caved, "Alright, but you're going to think it pretty stupid."
Duo grinned, "AW, let me be the judge of that?"
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He lifted the syringe up to the light and tapped the bubbles from it. "Test one, complete." He said into a tape recorder, "Subject A. responded as expected. Hyperactivity, forgetfulness, nervousness, and shorter temper resulting from serum D.Y.E. 78999. For how long the symptoms last is unpredictable. They seem to go in waves, coming and going, growing more intense after each cycle. Further tests are needed on other subjects in order to determine the consistency of serum. . . Tests should prove most interesting. . ."
"Excuse me, Doc." A redheaded younger doctor called, knocking on the door, "I have that file you asked for."
"Thank you, Kana. Just leave it on the table, please." The girl did as she was asked, "Tell me. How is your patient with the broken hand?"
Kana glared, "None of your business, Doctor."
"Oh, please, Kana." The older doctor smirked, "Confidentiality is over rated."
"Remind me of that when you're brought before the review board." She glared and slammed the door as she left.
He frowned for several moments before a smile crossed his face, "After note. . ." He began taping again, "May have found perfect specimen for Subject B."
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"Okay, so let me get this straight." Duo smirked, "Wu Fei is mad at you because you saved Sally and he didn't?" Hiiro nodded, "Okay, but how did that happen?"
Hiiro looked up at the ceiling, "Remember that mission to L8?"
The braided boy nodded, "It was just before you came to stay with me. . ."
"Okay, well, Sally disappeared during that mission."
"She went AWOL?" Duo gapped.
"MIA." Hiiro corrected. "This is Sally we're talking about. She is just as uptight about doing her duty as Chang is."
"Okies. . ."
"She was missing for a week. During that time, Wu Fei was needed elsewhere and he couldn't get away, no matter how hard he tried."
"So he felt like he had failed her?"
Hiiro shrugged, "You know how he is with his honor. Not being able to be her knight in shining armor was a blow to his pride."
"I was worried sick about her, THAT'S all." The cold voice interrupted.
"Speak of the devil. . ." Hiiro muttered under his breath.
"Yo, Wu-man!" Duo waved, a grin plastered across his face.
The Chinese boy eyed him suspiciously, "Maxwell. . ."
"So I would think you'd be grateful that someone had gone and rescued her." Hiiro glared, "It's not like I was trying to upstage you, a friend was in trouble. . ."
"Since when do you worry about your 'friends'?" Wu Fei sneered.
"That's not fair, Wu-man." Duo chided, when the Japanese boy didn't answer, but instead, hung his head. "Hiiro has always been there when we needed him. He was there when Sally needed help, When Relena had been kidnapped, When Trowa had been shot, and when you had been attacked. . . remember that?" Duo demanded. "Not only did he bring you back to Sally, but he also went and kicked their butts." Wu Fei frowned, his cheeks somewhat red. He didn't like being reminded of how weak he was. "So what if Hiiro doesn't stick around long?" Duo continued, "He's always been there when he's needed."
"Except for this time. . ." Hiiro muttered, leaving the room and taking off down the hall.
"Hiiro. . .!"
"Let him go."
Duo looked at his friend, "But Wu Fei. . ."
"It doesn't concern you anyway." The dark haired boy leaving the room.
"You're a jerk." The braided boy called after him.
"What?" Wu Fei whirled around.
"You heard me, Wuffy." Duo scowled, "If I were unable to save someone I love, but my close friend was, I'd be so grateful. . . Especially if she were pregnant."
Wu Fei seethed, his fists clenching at his side.
"Hiiro has no clue that Sally's pregnant, does he." It wasn't a question. "I suppose that you haven't even told him that you got married either."
"I wouldn't have to if he had been here." Wu Fei glowered.
"Boy, are you immature." Duo sneered, "I pity your kid."
"Shut UP!" The Chinese boy yelled, finally loosing his temper, and taking a swing at the braided loud mouth, "YOU DON"T KNOW WHAT YOU'RE TALKING ABOUT!!"
"Yeah, I'm the baka, the space case. . . I never have a clue about what's going on!" Duo snapped, easily dodging the blows, "Wake Up, Wu Fei! I know more then you think!!!"
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Yelling. Lot's of it.
'Oh, my chest hurt. . .'
Slowly, the pain in his chest was bringing him back to reality.
'I know those voices. . . They always are fighting. . .'
He strained to open his eyes. A soft moan escaping his dry lips. Slowly the hazy world came into focus. "Trowa. . .?"
'Where is he? I need to find him. . .'
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"There you go again!" Wu Fei yelled, "What is up with you?"
"NOTHING!" The braided boy shouted back, "Except my friends are intent on ripping each other to pieces!"
"Trowa. . .?" The voice was hoarse and quiet.
"I wasn't going to rip him to pieces!" Wu Fei denied, "I was only going to beat the crap out of him!"
"Yeah right, you wish." Duo scoffed, "Hiiro would defeat you with one hand behind his back and you know it. None of us are a match for him."
"That's. . . I. . . You. . .He. . ." Wu Fei sputtered.
"Trowa. . .Where's Trowa. . .?" The voice was becoming panicked as well as louder.
"That's what I thought." Duo glared.
"Trowa!" Quatre whimpered, feeling alone, "Trowa, where are you?"
The two bickering friends stopped, and looked at each other.
"Trowa!" Quatre moaned, "Trowa, where are you? I can't feel you. . ."
"Quatre! You're awake!" Duo exclaimed coming the blonde's view. "How do you feel, Pal?"
"Trowa. . ." The boy murmured.
Wu Fei took the boy's hand and squeezed it gently, "He's asleep, my friend, right over there." He gestured to the next bed over, "How do you feel?"
"Tired. . .sore. . .What happened?" Quatre asked, his voice quiet and raspy.
"We were hoping you could tell us." Duo said taking the boy's other hand.
The blonde closed his eyes, "I. . .I don't really remember. . . It happened so fast. . .but they weren't . . . I didn't know. . . I . . ."
"Easy, Quat." Duo said, a small smile on his face, "Take your time and calm down."
"I didn't recognize the type of mobile suit. . ." The boy whispered.
"You mean it was a new type of suit?" Wu Fei frowned. The boy nodded. "Can you describe it?"
"I. . .I only saw it for a brief moment. . ." Quatre apologized, "It was dark. . .I do remember a red stripe. . ."
"I'll need to call Sally and Preventer Une and let them know about this." Wu Fei said, "I'll be back shortly. . ."
"Let Hiiro know." Duo called after the Chinese boy. "He deserves to know that he's woken up." The braided boy continued, ignoring the life threatening glare that the dark haired boy shot him. "I'll stay here. You might want to find that doctor too."
"Please, Wu Fei. . ." Quatre whispered. The Chinese boy's expression softened slightly at the blonde's request and after a curt nod left to do as he was asked.
"You gave us quite a scare, Quat." Duo chastised gently.
"I'm sorry. . ." The blonde murmured, trying to get a look at Trowa.
Duo snickered, "Quat, He's alright. He only suffered a few broken ribs and a broken arm, along with a concussion."
"Are you sure?" Quatre asked, "I can't feel him at all. . .I don't like this feeling of him not being there. . ."
"I'm positive, Quat." Duo shrugged, "You probably can't feel him because you're all tired out. Over taxed."
"Maybe. . ." The smaller boy relented, a small yawn escaping from him.
"Get some rest, okay?" The braided boy asked, gently squeezing his hand, "I'm sure that once everyone arrives, they'll want to ask you a bunch of questions, so just relax."
Quatre nodded drowsily, "Promise you won't leave until Trowa wakes up?"
"Not unless I have to pee or something." Duo promised, "And then I'll make sure that you're not left by yourself."
"Arigato, Duo. . ." Quatre said drifting off to sleep.
"No problem, Quat." The braided boy whispered, giving the smaller boy's hand another squeeze before settling in for a long vigil.
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To be continued. . .