A/N: Hi Everyone! It's me once again, the authoress of the story your reading! I read over the last chapter and was surprised at myself. I mean something has completely taken over me in terms of my writing. A muse maybe? Someone pointed out that the POV's might me a little confusing. I too worried about this when writing (or typing). You have to remember that Heero and Metrian are the same person. Metrian might be the angstier side of Heero, while Heero's character is a little confused in general. There is know alternate persons sharing a body or anything like that. Heero is NOT possessed. He's simply been awaken to his older self. Duo is going to be on his own little emotional roller coaster so to say. So you might get a few surprises.

Anywayz..........

Standard disclaimers apply. No warnings I can think of at the moment.

Ready for takeoff dudes! (Jumps in pilot cockpit of imaginary gundam and gives a thumbs up)

(Chibi runs across screen with banner) New POV's!

Chapter 8

I shook my head as I watched the car speed off. Anyone who was just glancing at the scene would just assume that a friend was doing another friend a favor and dropping him home. But you see I don't just glance. I watch and observe. It's something you learn to do as a city slicker. I'm not a native New Yorker but a New Yorker none the less. You watch people, eventually memorizing the time they walk up a certain sidewalk or catch a certain train. Even if it's not useful you learn to store this information until a time when it finally is useful. In some cases things are better off forgotten though.

Well as I watched I could tell that there was something deeper and sadder there as the tail lights of the black Honda Accord disappeared down the street. I noted how no exchange had been made between the driver and this guy and who could miss the burning of the rubber and screeching of the wheels as it roared off to god knows where?

I could imagine him seeing my eyes gleaming at him through the thick sheet of shadow I had hidden myself in. He didn't see me though, he seemed somewhat distressed. But even if he was walking on sunshine he probably wouldn't have spotted me. Night is my element. Pure and simple.

I'm already beginning to stray from the topic though. It wasn't just happenstance that I was now watching this guy ground out his cigarette angrily. I had been watching him for some time now. Something about him intrigued me from the first time we laid eyes on each other. I'm not talking in the sense that I find him attractive either. Something about this dude tugged at my senses. I watched as he finally entered his apartment complex and made my move.

I made my way up the sides of the building skillfully, smirking at what Wufei would say if he knew I was sneaking into apartment complexes and spying on people. I'm the mistress of all incognito and stealth. I'm small and swift, like the wasp. I would say hummingbird but it just doesn't sound as cool as wasp. Even wasp is questionable, but yet again I'm getting ahead of myself.

Continuing my climb up the building, I began scanning for the window that lead to his floor. I was in a race against the elevator, I'm pretty sure I was winning though. I eventually found the window for his floor and stood at the end of the hallway, awaiting his arrival. I shoved my hands in my pockets and tapped my foot impatiently as I waited. The floor remained empty and quiet. Was I on the wrong floor perhaps? Had I missed him by underestimating the speed of the elevator? Had he actually decided to take the stairs?

I heard the slight ding and the opening of the elevator as it arrived on the floor. I watched eagerly for my target to make his appearance but the elevator remained open and no one appeared to be coming through the doorway any time soon. Was it empty? Had my target sensed my presence following him and made an escape somehow? Tricked me perhaps? I only became further confused when I heard the unmistakable sound of sniffling, as in crying sniffling!

I tiptoed towards the elevator, intrigued, and made quick to catch the door before it closed. The sight before me made me want to just............ I don't even know. There on the floor sat the slumped form of that Duo guy. Instead of looking sad and forlorn he looked angry. I thought people usually cried when sad but, hey, I learned something new today. I stood there for a few minutes and stared at the........ boy? man? Guy? Dude? On the floor. He eventually stopped scrubbing his face and cast his eyes downward to look at the floor he sat upon.

"What the hell are you doing here?" He mumbled. I would have chuckled but even I can sober up and be mature when the situation calls for it.

"I was looking for you." It was silent for a moment. I eventually decided to sit next to him on the floor in the elevator. I put my hands behind my head and leaned back against the elevator walls.

"I don't mean to be nosy but..........well your crying and..........." I scowled as I noticed myself fumbling over my words, which was something very unusual for me. He remained silent as if waiting for me to continue. I thought over my next words carefully.

"Why are you crying? Don't be mad at me or think I'm some obnoxious little immigrant.......... I just figure it would help if you talked about whatever is causing someone I thought so brash, to be sitting in a corner of an elevator, crying and sniffling to himself!" I took time to catch a breath as I somehow launched the incredibly long statement slash question from my mouth.

It was silent for a moment before he turned to glance at me. I saw him give a small smile, His eyes partially hidden by his thick and unruly bangs.

"Well it might be kind of late for the obnoxious part..........." I snorted but saved any commentary I had. I wanted him to speak and I had gotten him to smile a bit. No use in blowing it.

"....but I guess it wouldn't hurt to confide a little." He sighed and ran his hands threw his hair.

"People get angry and do things they don't intend to do, right?" I gave a small gasp and leapt to my feet.

"If your about to tell me you're a woman beater than you better have a good excuse mister! Because hitting a woman under any circumstances is just wrong and unforgivable. Using violence to control someone-"

"No! I don't abuse my girlfriend! It was a simple question. Shit.......I don't even have a girlfriend." I stopped my tirade and thought about the situation for a minute. I thought back to the car speeding off, him crying, and his attire. A thought suddenly dawned on me.

"You're gay!" He laughed.

"Bi to be exact." He said it with a casual shrug. I rolled my eyes.

"So your boyfriend beats you." I gave him a serious expression. He seemed to note that I had meant it as more of a statement than a question.

"NO! He doesn't BEAT me. Why does someone doing something out of anger and not intending to do it have to lead to me being involved in some kind of cycle of abuse?! JESUS!" I allowed myself to laugh a bit. I guess I was getting carried away with the abuse bit. He suddenly leapt to his feet and grasped my shoulders. I saw a flash of recognition in his eye as it finally dawned on him who he was talking to.

"Why the hell are your following me.......um what's your face....." He snapped his fingers repeatedly trying to recall the name. I gave an exasperated sigh.

"Ray! That's it! Why are you following me? What are you doing in my apartment building?" I smiled a bit as I shrugged him off.

" Please keep your hands of my personage. And as for your question, I told you that I have been looking for you." I thought for a minute.

"Though now that I've come to actually speak to you, I'm not sure what to say." He rolled his eyes to the side and flopped his hands to his sides. /This guy could be so dramatic/ I thought to myself.

"Just admit your secretly in love with and stalking me so I can go to bed please." I nearly fell on the floor in astonishment. He couldn't be serious right? I looked at him and to my relief, found that he was joking.

"Ha Ha, you are SO vain." He waved his hand at me in a dismissive gesture.

"Whatever you say oh short one."

"You shouldn't be talking!"

"And why shouldn't I? I'm taller than you!"

"Yea! And shorter than the rest of the male and female population!" He gave a hearty laugh.

"You know what? I like you. You're a menace but I like you." I gave a curtsy

"Oh thank you kind sir for gracing me with your favor." I replied sarcastically. He stuck his hands in his pockets and looked around.

"Well I'd love chill in the hallway all night sharing my feelings, but I gotta get inside. I'm not even supposed to be out." I grinned.

"Ok. See you around oh braided one." As I finally put the elevator to good use I noticed something as I stepped out into the lobby.

"That little bastard just completely avoided the subject!" Despite myself I laughed. I truly found it funny. Duo Maxwell was one crafty little bastard. I noted to myself to make an appearance more often.

(X)(x)(X)

I couldn't believe my brother. Trying to make it seem as if I was the one at fault. He must be joking. I princess Relena at fault? And I was indeed a princess mind you. Princess of the empire of darkness my father had established.

/Brother! Heero, Metrian, or whatever you want to call him was absolutely dreadful to me!" She stomped her foot angrily to illustrate her point. He rolled his eyes, seeming indifferent to her obvious distress.

"And what should I do about it? Lena, Leia, whatever you go by these days." He continued flipping through his current paperwork. That's if he even did any real paper work in the first place.

"I want him punished. Nobody should be able to treat me that way and go without consequence for their actions!" He rolled his head to the side in a tired motion and removed his glasses to look at his sister.

"I told you, my foolish little sister, that you shouldn't mess around with Yuy. Why don't you listen. If you chose to be his bed warmer than that's your problem. I'm sure you can find someone else to consume your time."

"NO! If I wanted someone else I would have someone else. I aided you in disposing of Lynx. I posed as a damn temple hand in order to get you in that temple and this is how you repay me? You should be kissing my pretty little feet, oh brother of mine!" She spat angrily.

" Young ladies shouldn't swear and as for Heero.....Relena it's obvious your not meant to be. Lynx is gone and you still don't have him. Even now he is currently occupied with someone else. and to address the Lynx situation, I don't have her do I. Part of the bargain was that I gain the Phoenix, but here I am phoenixless."

"Zechs you know very well that Metrian was the one who screwed up. You are constantly trying to pin the blame on me and I'm-"She stopped dead in her tantrum and looked wide eyed at her brother.

" Did you say Heero was with someone?" Zechs nodded with a slight grin on his face.

"Your lying!"

"I'm afraid not. Now I have work Relena go amuse yourself somewhere." He shooed her out his quarters and continued his previous activity in complete peace and diligence.

I'd like to know who would dare snatch Heero out of my reach. First it was that stupid Lynx bitch and now it's whoever this chick is. Zechs doesn't know what he's talking about, Heero and I ARE meant to be, somehow someway. I sacrifice so much for him and I know it's just taking him a while to realize his own feelings.

I'll show him..........and whoever his little slut is. Heero Yuy will realize what he's had in front of him for all these years.

(X)(x)(X)

I'd like to say I had an unbelievable hangover but that wasn't the case. I remembered everything from the previous night perfectly. It was practically waiting to get a hold of me the minute I awoke.

/Duo.../ I shook the name from my mind and noticed that I had been sleeping in my car. I sighed and checked the dashboard for the time. 11: 16 am. I started up the car and headed to school. It wouldn't matter that I was a couple of minutes late or that I hadn't bathed and changed my clothes.

I don't understand. Last week things were actually going well. I actually found myself growing closer than intended to Duo. After the whole 'let's try it his way' scenario things had been incredible. I still sensed that he was a bit edgy when it came to me and I in turn was still, well.... myself. Last night I had been angry. Yes. I knew what I was doing. But I guess I had been a bit irritable. Duo didn't understand though. He was pissed. Even I knew that. I had grabbed his braid and used it against him as well as using sex to control him after I had said I didn't need to strike him to get my point across. /He'll get over it/

I pushed all thoughts aside as I continued my drive to school. I turned on the radio and soon my car was filled with the grounding bass and rifting guitar of what I believed to be a 'Bush' song.

)The things we do to the people that we love
The way we break if there's something we can't take
Destroy the world that we took so long to make
We expect her gone for some time
I wish her safe from harm
To find yourself in a foreign land
Another refugee outsider refugee(

(X)(x)(X)

As I typed on the keys I listened contentedly as the rhythms of Incubus's "Drive" sounded throughout my room. My parents had chewed me out when they caught me sneaking back in that night, or should I say morning. Luckily I had somehow came up with the story that I heard something hit my window and went to investigate the alley or some shit like that. I don't know why I said luckily though because my attire at the time shattered the illusion of me taking an elevator down to check an alley. Not to mention that I don't have a window in my room. (Sigh) I can be so dense at times.

Now here's the actual "luckily" part. After the alley way thing failed I handed my parents the remains of it which informed them that I had secret lover and 'she' wanted to meet outside. I swore on all that was holy that I had only been out a little while and they accepted it. I could tell my mom was still somewhat suspicious though. My dad grinned and said " My kid's a regular Casanova." Mom rolled her eyes. "Well from now on there will be no Casanova after 11." I was convinced that I didn't lie. I did meet a secret lover. Wait yea I did lie. Were not even lovers and that he is a she. But anyway.......

I thank God my parents aren't evil like most others.

Well after the little episode with Heero I went to my room and I stared at myself in the mirror for the longest time. / "You're beautiful, know that Duo?"/ He had told me that once. A couple of days before now of course. Was I beautiful? /If I'm beautiful then why would you hurt me and make me like it so much?/ I looked at my tear stained face staring back at me.

I remember someone had once told me I looked like an angel, that I had a cherub face, when I was a kid. Of course I had then become quite annoyed with the person and proceeded to pout and sulk. I mean c'mon. As far as I was concerned a cool little boy like me couldn't be compared to an angel. That's what little girls were supposed to look like!

/Even angels fall...../ I thought about the things I do and have done. My parents thought so highly of me but..... did I deserve their praise and exaltation? The truth was that I was anything but an angel now. A fallen angel was a better term and even that was somewhat questionable. They didn't even know I was gay. I noticed myself tearing slightly and began wiping at my face.

"Suck it up Maxwell."

I went to school and continued about my normal business. I tried to be happy and go on. That night had been a fluke, plain and simple. What me and Heero had was a heavy dose of lust so I guess I should've have expected what happened. Heero hadn't hurt me as much as I had thought at the time. I think what made me think that I had been physically abused was the fact that I felt overly submissive and whorish. Heero had used that weakness against me and used it as a way to vent his anger without being violent.

Then I noticed myself avoiding Heero because I was scared. That's something else I hated. Being scared..........

It had been proved the moment he grabbed my braid that he was physically stronger than me. Maybe even before that. He could overpower me easily. So if Heero turned out to be a sadistic son of a bitch there was nothing I could do to stop him from hurting or having his way with me. /" I don't need to hit you to get my point across Duo."/ Heero usually meant what he said. But still. I had always had this foreboding feeling when it came to Heero. A slight overshadowing. But now the fear was there. Not so much that I would flinch and cower if he raised his hand to run it through his hair or something, but enough to be wary of him.

I hadn't told Quatre but he could tell something was wrong, no matter how much I tried to act my usual self. He seemed almost hurt that I wasn't confiding in him. Oh that reminds me!

I saw that weird chick, what's her face, in my hallway. Is she following me or something? What does she want? As far as I'm concerned, anyone whose running around on the loose with a giant bird can't be up to anything normal or good. What's with these strange girls showing up in my life? My dreams? They were hot and all but this was getting very odd. Was I some kind of sex God in a past life? I grinned at the idea. 'Duo my Lord! I'll do anything to please you!' I snickered to myself at the thought of being a God. I mean why couldn't I be one? I remember once long ago Quatre had called me a hentai. I suppose I am one. Anywayz..........

Avoiding Heero can be the only excuse for me to sit in a bathroom and eat lunch or come to school on time so I can blend in with the crowd in the hallway. I wonder if he even cares I'm gone. Maybe he decided I wasn't worth the time and is screwing Relena at this very moment. Who knows? I suddenly felt very sad at the thought of Heero dropping me. He could be a ruthless insensitive bastard but I had to care for him in some way if he was my boyfriend right? I noticed I had stopped typing a while ago as my English essay had become a collage of the thoughts that had been going through my head for the last couple of minutes. I frowned a bit.

"Well so much for getting an early start on my fucking homework." Despite my annoyance I copy and pasted where my thoughts on the screen began in another file. I had only written a page before my mind had gotten distracted. The new file would be named "Journal: Inside Out."

(X)(x)(X)

I think Duo has been avoiding me for the last couple of days. Scratch that. I KNOW he's been avoiding me. I felt strangely obligated to make things right with him. That feeling was odd in itself. Was I supposed to care about his feelings? I don't see him in the morning at his locker or in the lunch room at school. I know he's there.

him see reason?/ Maybe I was the one who needed to see reason?

I'm actually thinking about this.

I asked Quatre, but I don't think that conversation went too well.

"Quatre where the hell is Duo?" I had lost patience and the holidays were closing in rapidly.

"Who knows?" He shrugged and went back to eating his sandwich.

"He's avoiding me." He murmured something that sounded along the lines of "aww isn't that sad." or "too bad". He pouted a bit as he shook his head slightly

"No he's not. You just have bad timing." I nearly flinched at the sarcasm his words held, but I'm Heero Yuy. I don't do flinching.

I hate the fact that I'm going out of my way to find him. If he wants to run and hide every time shit gets a little rough then why the hell should I bother?

If I'm correct it's the day before this thing they call Thanksgiving. I absently wondered what Duo would be doing on Thanksgiving. I never really celebrated it but I had a good picture. Families got together and ate food. Simple. Back when Lynx was still around, I'm pretty sure there was no Thanksgiving. In fact it's an American holiday. A thought suddenly came to my mind. Why would the fates hide the phoenix here? Maybe there isn't a real reason. But that's just nonsense and goes against all I believe in. Everything has to happen with reason and cause. Fate works like that. It was by fate that the phoenix did not fall into our hands the time we attacked the temple. Fate is mysterious though. It eludes and confuses.

I flew out of my apartment like a bat out of hell, got in the car, started it up, and drove my foot down on the pedal. I had a score to settle and I was tired of covering up my tracks and tip toeing around the situation. Delicate situation? Fuck that. I had no time to be "cautious". If I were delicate or cautious I wouldn't be an army general.

I growled in frustration. The fact was that people loved Duo. Every time I think back to the times he's dragged me to watch him perform, I think about the responses of the audience and how he throws himself into his music. I sped to Duo's home, not caring about the consequences. I refused to allow guilt to plague my mind. Duo was going to hear me out. Enough was enough.

I wanted to believe that I was going to Duo's house to settle something but I knew it was more than that. Something was compelling me to go see Duo, instead of leaving him in the dark. In a way guilt was already plaguing my mind. What's happened to me? Why can't I just forget the whole situation and move about my way? I parked across the street from the apartment complex in which Duo lived and got out the car.

Despite the fact that this was New York, Duo's street was strangely quiet. I imagined that Duo wouldn't want to see me right away. He was probably still angry and maybe even hurt. Who the fuck could tell. He had a triad of moods and emotions of which I had only seen a few. I knocked on the door and was greeted by Duo's father. I inhaled the scent of cooking that drifted from within the Maxwell home. Duo's father gave me a smile.

"You must be Heero. Come in!" He ushered me inside. Duo's father had on an apron. I quirked my eyebrow at this, but decided it wasn't worth pondering over. I saw Duo's mom in the kitchen shuffling about with an assortment of seasonings. She offered me a small wave before rushing over to the phone that had begun to ring. She seemed to be busy with the holiday preparations.

"I'm assuming you're here to see Duo. Woo boy he is pissed at you!" This didn't surprise me in the least. What surprised was the guy's playful demeanor.

"Don't worry I got you covered." He gave me a small wink and rapped his fist against the door I recognized to lead to Duo's den. Duo poked his head out. He appeared to be astonished and wary of my presence as he recognized me. Duo's father pushed me inside and ran off to assist his wife in the kitchen.

For a minute Duo simply stared and so did I. He cast his eyes down, went to turn up some music, and sat on the bed. I continued to look down on him from my place at the door. He sighed and then suddenly his head shot up fixing me with an intense glare.

"Why have you been avoiding me?" He gave a hollow laugh.

"Why the fuck do you think?" He snarled, fangs more notceable than ever. HIs bangs fell in his face. It seemed to be a trait of Duo's; the unruly bangs. He looked fierce and wild. The images from the weeks prior to now flooded my mind. Duo during sex.........alive.....

"Duo answer the question. I'd like to see if you even know the answer yourself." I sat down in the rolling chair that was placed at his computer desk to show that I didn't plan on backing out the conversation anytime soon. I felt the beginnings of a smirk on my face. It was pure habit.

"Heero you can't just do things to me whenever your upset or don't know how to handle a situation. That shit was wrong!" He was trying to remain calm and rational but I could tell that it wouldn't last long. He was too nervous. About what? Being in the same room as me?

"Duo, don't be naive." I spat. His eyes widened at the harshness in my voice but he remained silent, waiting for me to speak.

"In the real world Duo, there are vampires. I know you know this. Years ago there was a time when we fed off of and killed humans, yes, KILLED. Do you think we just kindly asked permission? Asking questions in our chosen meal's interest? But then again a half breed like you may not understand. Your parents aren't exactly the paragon of what a vampiric 'family' was" He stared at me and stood up.

" Don't bring my parents ino this." I held my hands up acknowledging the fact I'd crissed the line with that particular comment.

"So am I beneath you because of my bloodline? I can't fucken help that Heero. Just because I'm a half breed doesn't mean you should condescend to and use me as your punching bag or fuck toy. It doesn't work like that you son of a bitch! What does that even have to do with the current situation?" I fixed him with a look. The things that were coming out his mouth startled me in a way.

"Plenty." I got up and stood a couple of inches away from him.

"Duo. You were born into an era where things are handed to you on a fucking silver platter. You haven't even begun to see the darker side of things. You ARE naive Duo. What I did is not the problem." He gasped

"I knew you weren't a fucken 18 year old!" he hissed. I smirked.

"Aren't you brilliant!" I rolled my eyes. I could tell he was somewhat unnerved by the huge age difference he could tell was there.

It remained silent for a while. He abosorbed the information quick enough.

He seemed to be using the wall opposite of me to support himself. Like he was weak and about to just drop any minute. He lowered his head and seemed to be chuckling a bit. This puzzled me but I remained silent.

"Why?" It came out as a small whisper. His voice seemed strained. I didn't comprehend. I was truly confused.

"WHY?!" His head remained cast downwards but I could tell his face was red. That was the thing about Duo. Whenever he was feeling strongly about something his face flushed red. Whether he was mad, or sad, or embarrassed, even when was in heated ecstasy always that red.

"Duo sometimes people get mad and do things others might not like." He suddenly threw himself at me. I felt the blow to my jaw but I didn't see it. I hit the wall behind me but managed to retain my balance.

"Is that what you truly believe? Because I'm weaker than you, you would take advantage of me?" Seeing Duo in his most vulnerable moment gave me a sense of power but I felt somewhat ashamed. Take advantage of Duo? I looked at his tense form and was shocked to see wide amethyst eyes look up at me in pure hatred.

"You should go Heero. I think we're both a bit fucked up." He gave a wry chuckle.

" I cant be with someone who feels their above me. I can't be with someone who I don't trust myself with." He took a deep shuddering breath and squeezed the fist he had used to strike me.

"I know if I take you back now without you understanding then I'd let myself be used by you, because as shitty as it is I like it. I like when you....... when you touch me or kiss me. I love the way you feel inside me and how your always in control. Control is something I've always lacked Heero so maybe I do need someone who would keep me on a leash and fuck me numb, deaf, and blind. Is that what I'm supposed to have Heero?" He looked at me as if actually expecting an answer. I suddenly felt old. I don't know why, but I did.

"Maybe you don't care. Maybe it's nothing but the lust. You could always go fuck Relena if that's the case." I put myself back in line when he said that. I rubbed my jaw a bit and steeled myself. I didn't even know he knew about Relena. But then again what was there to know?

"I could make the same assumption about Hilde.........or Anthony." I ground out. The emotions I had picked up under the alias of Heero Yuy were starting to bug me. If this was years ago I wouldn't give a flying fuck. I wouldn't even be here if I was my former self. He narrowed his eyes at me; forming them into little slits of deep seeded contempt.

"Were back at this shit again Heero?" I continued to stand there and felt a full fledge grin on my face. I've said it once and I'll say it twice. I love playing the bastard. Duo growled in frustration at my obvious smugness.

"PLEASE let me know who shoved that 'I'm a conceited fuck' stick up your ass so I can have them dragged out in the street and shot." He paused in thought.

"Along with you." I raised my eyebrow at that.

"You know what I don't understand Duo?" He remained silent.

"When this whole sad waste of time you call a "relationship" started you were ready and willing to do anything." I pushed aside the protesting conscience that had reprimanded me for the last couple of days and spat the last sentence out.

"In a sense I guess you were a little slut. You're not bothered by what I did to you, you're just bitching about it because you can." I could feel his aura growing angrier by the minute.

" I can't believe shit that stupid just came out your mouth." He stared at me in disbelief. He shook his head.

"Get the fuck out Heero." I leaned against the wall and snorted.

"Why the hell should I?" He put his hands on his hips.

"Because I fucken said so. I want you out." His sentences were becoming short and clipped.

"When have I ever given a shit about what you want?" He stalked past me and opened the door preparing to yell into the hallway. I stared at him and finally got up to close the door. As I grabbed his arm and shoved him to sit down on the bed, he stared at me.

"What do you think you're doing?" He stood up, looking as if he was set to smash my head into the door if need be.

"This conversation isn't over Duo." He gave me a disgusted look and sucked his teeth loudly.

"Like hell it isn't." He attempted to push past me and head for the door. I was growing annoyed of these games and prepared to use my trump card. One I knew would make him listen. As I grabbed his arm he turned to meet my eyes and glared. Hard.

I felt a sudden burning sensation go up throughout my palm and into my arm and the next thing I knew I was flying back into the wall behind me and seeing black. My arm felt incredibly numb and when I looked at Duo he was looking st his hands in shock. I think I was just as shocked as him, but not as confused. I understood what had happened perfectly. I got up and situated myself. I gathered up a bit of energy and flung it at him. I smirked as I heard him gasp.

(X)(x)(X)

Now. I have NEVER been one to believe in magic and all that other Final Fantasy shit. Despite the world we live in with all the vampires and such, I have never been subjected to the stuff.

As Heero hit that wall I could feel my whole body tingling. I know I had been angry but I swear to GOD I hadn't hit him again. I stared at my hands and barely noticed as Heero got up and dusted himself off, completely unfazed. I stopped staring at my hands to stare at him. He seemed to be doing something with the palm of his hands.

I nearly jumped out my skin as I saw the faintest bit of............a shadow? Appear in his hand and begin to grow. THEN I watched in complete slow motion as he flung it at me. Yes you got it right. I kid you not! He flung the shit at me! Now my first instinct was to hightail it the other way and make a new doorway in my room. I was prepared to jump over my bed and run straight through the wall, right into the old blind guys apartment next to mines. As you could probably imagine, that was highly impossible, but so was making evil spheres of death and woe right in the palm of your hand, right? I gasped and shut my eyes tightly hoping that when I opened them Heero and his damn sphere would be gone. The whole club situation was forgotten at that moment. I was really hoping that I wouldn't feel my skin and burn and fall to the ground in a smoking pile along with what's left of my clothes. Oh and don't forget the ashes.

You know what? It's funny the things that go through your mind when you're possibly in a life and death situation. The minute I had shut my eyes I was reminded of this book I had once read called "Witch Child" in which the villagers were ignorant and stupid so they blamed everything bad that happened in their lives on a witch they weren't even sure existed in their presence. I was pretty sure Heero wasn't a witch, a wizard maybe? I stood there for what seemed like eternity until I finally opened my eyes. I looked around for the sphere and was completely thrown off when I saw it frozen in mid air. I was a bit confused and slightly curious but not bold (or stupid) enough to touch it. I looked at Heero who was now leaning casually against the door.

"What the fuck was that Heero?" He smirked.

"What do you think?" I'm not really a firm believer in the rule that it's rude to answer a question with a question, but I was growing agitated enough to take up the belief right then and there.

"I think your some kind of God damn psycho." He chuckled.

"Maybe that would've scarred me if it wasn't for the fact that I don't care what you think." He replied simply.

"Then why did you ask!? Wait don't answer that." I shook my head.

"Well you seemed to care enough to stop it. I knew you wouldn't hit me." He raised an eyebrow.

"I didn't stop it. You did." I decided to move out the shock phase, seeing as how being attacked by a giant pigeon can make anyone believe the impossible. I held my hand up and bowed my head, closing my eyes. I shook my head and looked back up at him.

"Explain." He seemed to be closing his eyes in thought. As he did this I took the time to look at the 'sphere thingy'. It still continued to sit there in the air. It glowed and was no longer a shadow looking thing BUT a solid blackish blue sphere. I was actually tempted to touch it, but scolded myself for thinking of doing something as ludicrous as to TOUCH the questionable sphere. I was vaguely reminded of when my mom would tell me not to touch the Venus fly traps my cousins Alex & Mueller kept in their room. She would pull to the side and subtly point at the many bandages covering their fingers. They never were very smart.

"You ever heard the term craft user?" I stared at him dumfounded and then made the choice to roll my eyes.

"Obviously not." He nodded simply, choosing to ignore my obvious tone of annoyance.

"I'm what you call a craft user. You must be that or something else because you repelled the aid I was going to use on you." He looked at me.

"To stop you."

"You were gonna use some kind of hocus pocus shit on me!? GOD! What else don't I know? What kind of monster are you!" He stared.

"First you humiliate and use me, THEN you call me a naive slut, and to top it off you try to bewitch and kill me!" I scowled.

"You are some piece of work bucko." I folded my arms across my chest and sniffled. I couldn't quite believe what I was hearing though. I repelled some sort of craft he was using? How? IF he was some sort of craft user what did that make me? Was I some kind of vampiric freak of nature? Great something else to add to the list of things that are weird about me. I think I started cackling insanely because Heero stared at wide eyed.

(X)(x)(X)

Duo was a craft user or repellent of some sort. I weighed and analyzed the situation. His gift was something I wasn't exactly sure of yet. I made a mental note to inquire to J about it later. Now on to the situation at hand. My anger had dissipated over the last couple of minutes and I was now aware that me and Duo were having a dispute that would surely end whatever kind of relationship we had if I didn't do something intelligent in the next few minutes. I felt compelled to apologize to Duo in a way. I actually wanted to try this thing out and see where it went. Call it curiosity, I wasn't ready to let him go.

"Duo about this whole thing-" He cut me off with a flick of his wrist.

"I want you out my damn room Yuy. You said some pretty low shit and I shouldn't have to be bothered with that. I refuse to be your personal fuck bunny. Since you feel that I'm such a slut you'd appreciate the change." He still had his arms crossed over his chest and was now glaring me. His eyes had reverted back from wide saucers of shock and confusion to the narrow slits of contempt they had previously been in less than a minute. I could sense that he seemed somewhat hurt my the slut comment. I knew he had been depressed about something and I think I found it. This I could use to my advantage....... I suppose.

"I know. As you said we're both kinda fucked up right now. I was upset, you were upset and I-" I scowled thinking of what to say next. I was never good at the whole expressing my feelings bit. I stepped towards Duo and ignored his protest as I pulled him into my arms gave him a fierce kiss. My hands had found their way to grasp his arms tightly as I held onto him for all I was worth. Someone said actions speak louder than words, right? I felt him relax into the kiss and smiled to myself. Maybe this would make it easier for me to say what I had to say. It wasn't something I was accustomed to saying but it felt..... it felt like the right thing. When have I ever done the right thing? I've always screwed up or opted to do something for my own selfish reasons. So what about Duo made me want to do something right and positive?

I pulled away from the kiss and noticed that Duo had been clinging to me.

"I'm sorry." He looked up at me and then rested his head against my chest.

"Sure you are." I pulled away from him and caught his gaze. I looked into the orbs of violet and made a decisions that I might regret one day. I wanted to try for Duo. I wanted to make this whole thing work. I wanted to stop upsetting him and making him feel worthless. Even if he didn't say it, it was practically radiating off of him.

"I'm serious." He stepped back.

"How can you say your serious? You can't be. You expect me to just accept the I'm sorry shit in hopes that we can back to our old routine: fuck first, converse and ask questions later. I might sound NAIVE but I don't want that! Shit. I want you to stop being cold and heartless, to stop shutting me out. You hide behind this smug facade, always smirking and acting un fazed by anything. You act like your above me yet your obssessed with and attracted to me. For once just allow me to get past that and then maybe you'll stop looking at me like a piece of meat and caring about how the FUCK I feel." Duo Maxwell looked like he was on the brink of angry raging tears. I had no idea what to do.

"Look Duo. I can't do this right now ok. Later." I waved vaguely at him and exited the room door with the biggest load I've ever carried on my shoulders. AS I closed the door I would expect to hear a wail of rage, a cry of despair, or anything. But there was just complete silence as if the world itself had stopped turning. I gave a polite goodbye to Duo's parents as I made my way to Zechs headquarters. Last time I checked we had some sort of appointment.

(X)(x)(X)

I had practically poured my heart out. And he just walked out. Just like that. I could feel myself tearing up, which seemed to happen pretty often lately. I knew he couldn't be serious. I stood staring at the closed door he had just passed through for the longest time. I wanted to scream, run after him, or something but it felt as if my throat had closed in on me. The oh so familiar lump making it's triumphant comeback.

Heero Yuy had better things to do, than to waste time on me. Simple. I was fun for a while but whore couldn't be picky or demanding and that's what I was. What kind of shit had come out my mouth? Caring about how I feel? Open up to me? What the fuck was I thinking? I must be a damned fool. I wanted to call Q but I knew he would be spending sometime with his family. He had gone out to the LI for thanksgiving with his sister Nina. I felt the wetness trail down my left cheek and whipped around to punch the wall. It hurt but that's what I needed right now. Something to hurt besides my pride. It's amazing how I can say how I don't deserve the shit he gives me yet I'm standing here calling myself a whore and an idiot. I wonder if the girls I had sex with felt this way. Maybe I should stop treating it as such a casual thing because the truth is that it's really starting to eat me up inside.

)How's it feel
Coming up roses
How's it feel
She's coming up sweet
How's it feel
When it's all in spite of you
How's it feel
When she's out of your reach(

)We expect her gone
For some time
I wish her safe from harm
To find yourself
In a foreign land
Another refugee
Outsider refugee(

)What happened to you?

What happened to you?

What happened to you?

What happened to you?(

Notes: Well that was very special wasn't it? Thanks for all the reviews you guys seriously make my day. Credit for the songs go to bush and Incubus. (BUSH: "The people that we love") Until next time!

PS You might have picked this up already but I just wanted to make sure. Metrian is pronounced ME- TREE- EN/AN. Metrian's memories were locked away for a while as he went under the alias of Heero Yuy. This all comes back to him in chapter 3. I have a story behind this but that will be revealed later.