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Duo sighed as he walked about the city in boredom. School was the same no matter what reality you lived in it seems. He had yet to learn anything of Heero's estranged sister, or the weird monster he fought back at Quatre's mansion.
So where did that leave him?
In his world he was Shinigami. A rather loose and inaccurate term, as there were so many deaths, natural and unnatural, it would be impossible for any one man to keep track of so many souls. He was in fact a Shinigami and one of many.
It was different here. Different rules and different Gods. He took lives during the war because destiny was destiny; no matter what life you lived. He walked amongst a people so like his own.
Cataloguing people as he walked past them and their life span. How and when they would die, and weather or not he would be there to open the door for them in to the next life.
The Setsuna woman brought them here for a reason. If she truly was the Guardian of Time and Space as Heero had said, then she must know what he was. She would never had let them follow without reason. Heero was here for his sister. Trowa was a mystery. And himself…
Not to mention his momentary block of powers. When he would pass a person whose death was undetermined. Or those who had no death at all. That was a frightening thought. "Gods among Mortal's." He said to himself.
"Speak of the Devil." He grinned to himself as he saw one Usagi standing in line at an ice cream vender. Looking at his watch, he decided he had time before he met up with the guys later at the apartment. There was a mystery to be solved.
"Usagi!" Duo called over to her from across the street.
Usagi stood in line at the vender. Waiting impatiently for her ice cream. Meanwhile wondering about everything that had been happening lately. From the strange boys at school that had tried and nearly defeated a Youma, to the strange blue eyes that spoke out of the darkness.
All the pieces of the puzzle were there, she just had to put them in the right places in the right order. That was when she heard a voice call out to her. A familiar and friendly voice. Turning around, she smiled at Duo.
"Duo!" She called over to him and watched as he ran across the road to her. He was friends to the boys she had seen fighting the Youma the other day. Maybe she could find something out through him?
"Hey Usagi! What-cha doin?" Duo asked after running up to her.
She just grinned at him and held up two ice cream cones. "Ice cream! Want one?" She handed him a cone as the two of them walked.
"Okay, let me try that again. What are you going to do now?" He asked, watching as she ate the ice cream as though she were starving. How does she not get a brain freeze? He wondered as he ate his own at a slower rate of speed.
"Umm… I haven't thought that far ahead yet." She sweat dropped and rubbed the back of her neck awkwardly. She wanted answers, but subtlety was not her strong point. Besides, he was too nice to be a bad guy anyway, right?
Duo chuckled at her expression. "Hmm." He thought out loud, looking at all the stores they passed on the road until one caught his eye. "How about the arcade?" He offered. "My treat?"
Without word or comment, she grinned and swallowed the last of her ice cream that would make anyone else choke to death. Grabbing his by his arm, she dragged him in the direction of the arcade. She might get answers out of him yet.
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Trowa walked out of school, Heero at his side. It might almost be considered normal, by some standards had he not been in the situation he was at the moment. With all these dreams he was having, it was like living two lives at once.
Grabbing Heero by the arm, he felt his comrade tense, but not strike out. They were in too public an area, which is why he chose now to talk to Heero.
"Answers. Now." He glared at Heero, getting a silent glare in return. Slowly, Heero nodded in consent as he let go of his arm and they walked in the direction of the park near the school.
Cutting across the paths and through the tree's, the both of them consciously looked about for any sign of dangers or suspicious people. Anyone following them and the like.
"What do you want to know?" Heero grunted, stopping and leaning against a nearby tree. He looked away from Trowa, as if he didn't want to face him in this situation at all.
"Everything." Trowa said simply, taking position by another tree. Still on the look out for anything suspicious. Old habits die hard. "But your not going to tell me, are you?"
"Ask the right questions." Heero told him. For the first time Heero looked him right in the eyes. And Trowa got the distinct feeling that there was more to all this than he could comprehend in two life times.
"What are we doing here?" He asked, knowing he would not get a strait answer.
"I told you. For my sister." Heero told him again. But then he looked at him rather oddly. As if he were the other reason they were there. "But I think there are other reason's why we were brought here."
"I'm part of that reason." Trowa said with certainty. Watching Heero's expressions through his eyes for any indication of change. Any indication that he was right.
Slowly, Heero nodded again. "Partly. For personal reasons perhaps."
Trowa nodded, more so to himself. He was reminded of the look the Setsuna woman gave him when they met at Quatre's mansion. It was a look of… longing? Perhaps she was expecting something? "Setsuna and I… we were friends?" Another nod from Heero. "Were we intimate?"
For a split second, he could have sworn he saw Heero flinch. "I don't know." He told him. But Trowa was unsure. Heero seemed to pick this up as he looked at him. "We were good friends Trowa. But we all have our secrets."
Heero seemed about to walk away when Trowa stopped him again. "I've been having dreams. We were in a great hall. With a woman that had long silver hair and blue eyes like yours."
Heero stopped mid step. He was not ready to answer these questions, nor was Trowa ready to hear them. But Trowa didn't stop. "She told me, that some things, were meant to be."
Trowa watched as Heero, with his back turned, brought a fist up to his face with his eyes closed. As if trying to hold back something. Something that appeared to have been held back for a long time for Heero to show that much emotion.
"Our banishment." Heero growled to himself as he walked away without further word. Trowa stood there for a long time. Thinking on his words. Unknowing that someone else he knew was nearby, thinking the same kind of thoughts he was.
