Ok... here we go... I'm dedicating this chapter to Cross D' Aubigne for her extremely amusing review. This one's for you and I started it the same night I got that review. Please don't murder your nails!!! I'll finish and post quick I promise!! I would like to recommend anyone reading this try to find the time to listen to the song The Reason by Hoobastank because it has been highly inspirational in this fic. As of yet I have heard no comments on my proposed idea so that one is still up in the air. I WANT OPINIONS PEOPLE!!!! Thank you to Sam my dedicated beta and thanks also to the many talented music artists of the world for inspiring me to write. Now that I'm done with that... on with the story.
Insidious Dreams Chapter 9
Now let me explain something. I know it's stupid to come crawling back so quickly to someone whom had committed the ultimate sin. But I just couldn't stand my loneliness. My big brother is great and my friends are terrific but at the end of the day it's still his arms which offer the most comfort. I was prepared to accept him back in order to curb my aching heart. But I still wasn't quite ready to forgive him. If he loved me at all I knew he'd understand that.
Besides... it wasn't all Trowa's fault to begin with. I deserved it. I have caused countless people unbearable pain and suffering. Why, simply by being born I robbed my father of the one person he loved most. I deserved to be punished. It just so happened that someone finally realized that. I almost killed Trowa once he had every right to want to get even. Of course I realized that Duo and Wufei would never see it like that.
His presence however upset the other occupant of the hospital room almost as much as it upset me. And from what I could sense from him he was not ready to sit back and allow him back. But looking up into his pure and violet eyes I knew he wouldn't do anything. I was his little brother and he wouldn't risk upsetting me. I smiled a little more and watched Wufei enter the room. His eyes upon entry radiated great hostility towards my one true love Trowa but after noticing my expression he backed down again. He gave me a friendly enough greeting. I was glad. He understood at least some of what was going through my head. With a bright smile upon my face I allowed my eyes to drift gently closed and I surrendered to peaceful slumber...
My eyes opened but I was no longer in the hospital. The distinct aroma of something being smoked reached my sensitive nostrils and I coughed. By the smell I thought it must be marijuana. I then recognized this place, it was where my dad dragged me when he was coming to have a smoke. This was different from the dreams I had been having as of recently but I wasn't about to argue. Walking slowly down the long corridor I grunted as the stench got more potent. As I continued to walk the place got hotter then I had ever remembered it being. I felt a small trickle of sweat drip slowly down the side of my face and heard it sizzle when it hit the ground. This definitely wasn't the place I remembered.
When I took my next step a small whimper of pain crossed my lips and I drew back my foot to see burns along the bottom of it. I looked up slowly and saw the dark flickering flames in the distance. The smoke that stretched the length of the place was thick, I could hardly breathe. Anticipation of something big was clutching my heart tight and I clenched my eyes shut. Adrenaline flooded my system and I heard a great echoing footstep. As the smoke thickened around me blocking my air tunnel I heard another.
Unable to get air inside my body I fell to my knees and begged for air, everything in my body screaming for just one breath. I opened my eyes to find the images blocked by tears forming in glassy sheets over my blue orbs. My hands shot to my neck as the footstep echoed one last time. Looking up I saw the image of the faceless man looming over me but the smoke was beginning to clear around his face.
Giving one final cough I blinked the tears out of my eyes and saw a face I know well. His one visible eye glittered with hate and loathing. Loathing of the one person he should love more then anyone. His brown hair hung loosely over the other eye keeping it hidden from view. It was always a puzzlement of mine why he wore his hair that way. Perhaps something happened to his other eye and he simply did not wish to reveal it. In any case the set of his face proved that my theory was correct and he did not care for me. Though why would he? I've never given him any reason to. It was at that moment that my world went black.
I groaned when I heard Wufei knocking on my door. It couldn't be ten already could it? Something could be wrong. Better to check it out. I got up and stumbled to the door. A look through the peephole confirmed that it was in fact Wufei at my door. I opened the door slowly. "What do you want?" I groaned at him.
"It's your turn. You weren't at the hospital. I came to get you." Grumbling I slipped on my shoes. It figured.
I entered Quatre's room at the hospital and felt immediately guilty for hesitating to come. Quatre was lying on the bed clutching his throat struggling for a breath. Tears had begun to leak out of his tightly clenched eyes. He was having a nightmare and it looked like a doozie. I ran from the room to get help. I crashed into Trowa. Forgetting for a moment that I was angry at him in the heat of the moment with fear clutching my heart for the blonde I grabbed his coat. "Trowa... Quatre isn't breathing!"
He took charge of the situation in an instant. He went into Quatre's room and wrapped him in a hug uttering soft words of comfort. A few moments later the Arabian prince awoke from his ill dreams with a start. Quivering like a leaf he looked up at Trowa and then to me. "I... I know who it is... the guy in my dreams... it's..." Trowa then wrapped him in a warm tight embrace. "Shh... your just upset..." nodding slowly Quatre cuddled into Trowa's arms, though he got no more sleep that night.
