Chapter 30
Will's jaw dropped, and he stared at Trowa. "But that's...impossible!"
Trowa slumped against the wall, the letter clenched in his hand. "No...read it yourself..."
he said dully.
Will seized the letter and read,
"Dear NoName: You may or may not remember me, but I am Midii Une. I remember you
well...you were the first and only man that I ever loved. But that does not matter now;
I have contracted a deadly disease, and if and when you receive this letter, I will be
gone. I have charged my son Wilhelm Une to deliver this letter to the Gundam pilots as my
last wish; I know that it will find itself to you that way. NoName, Will is your son. He
is the product of our reckless night so long ago. I bore him in AC 200, a little before
your friend Heero married Relena...I remember that night that we shared, when I finally
found you again. You wanted nothing to do with me, I remember. But I kept begging and
begging. Finally, I persuaded you to spend one night with me, just one. You smuggled me
into your trailer that night, and after we were done, after you were asleep, I realized
how wrong I had been. That's why I left before you woke up; I knew that we were star
crossed lovers, destined to be apart. I am sorry, NoName, for leaving Will here in this
world as a product of our love. I tried raising him on my own. My father had died many
years ago, but my brothers still depended on me. All had received injuries during the
war; they were unable to work. As a result, I worked five jobs in an effort to keep
everyone alive. And now...it is finally ending. I am sending Will to the military; perhaps
he will be able to make a living there. NoName, I am sorry for disturbing your happiness.
I watched, along with the rest of the world, as you married Reiming Chang. The look on your
face was of quiet bliss and joy. I am so glad that you have finally met your soul mate.
But I felt that you had to know the truth: You have a son, NoName, a son by me. I ask that
if you are able to seek him out, to tell him the truth. I never revealed anything about his
heritage to him; I even gave him my last name, not yours. Goodbye, NoName. Eternally
yours, Midii Une."
As soon as he was done, Will let out a cry of pain. With angry tears streaming out of his
eyes, he moved to tackle Trowa. The Preventer guards promptly stepped in to restrain him.
"Bastard! Mother-fucking bastard!" Will howled, struggling against his guards.
"How could you?! My mother loved you...she LOVED you! She would tell me stories about
you, but she never told me your name! It was always, 'Your father was a great man,' or,
'Your father was a hero.' But you're just a coward! How could you leave my mother?!
You could have found her, I know you could have! But no, you forgot about her, and now
she's DEAD. My mother DIED because of you! She died because you refused to go back to
her; you left her alone, sick with love for you and killing herself everyday. I...I HATE
you!!!" he screamed, thrashing around.
Trowa said nothing, only staring mutely at the letter. "Midii..." he murmured, his eyes
full of grief. "Why didn't you tell me this sooner?"
"Trowa! What is going on here?!" Quatre demanded, running into the room. Duo
was not far behind.
But Trowa said nothing. He shoved past them and dragged himself out into the hallway, his
eyes downcast and the letter still tightly clenched in his fist.
Will stared at his retreating form with smoldering eyes. "You killed her..." he whispered,
sagging down like a dead weight. "Oh Mother...you lied to me. My father is no hero; he is
a coward and a murderer. You LIED to me..."
later...
"Trowa?"
Reiming had returned from the infirmary, and looked at her desolate husband with concern.
Trowa had thrown himself on the bed and was staring at the ceiling with blank eyes.
Going to him, she sat down next to him and stroked his cheek. "Trowa, what is wrong?"
"Reiming...I don't deserve you," he said dully. Reiming tilted her head to the
side quizzically. "Don't...deserve me?" she asked.
Trowa sat up and held her close. "No, I really don't."
"Trowa, what's wrong?"
Trowa hung his head. "Reiming...Will is my son."
Shocked, Reiming twisted out of his embrace. "WHAT?!"
Trowa nodded miserably. "His mother was Midii Une, someone I first met when I was ten
years old. She came back when I was twenty-"
Trowa was cut off as Reiming slapped him across the face. "You...you...how COULD you?!"
Reiming cried shrilly. "You told me that I was the only woman you had ever slept with!
You TOLD me that!"
"Reiming, I-"
"Get out. Get OUT!!! OUT OUT OUT!" she screamed, picking up a vase and throwing
it at him. The vase shattered against the wall as he quickly ducked. "Reiming! Stop-"
His words had no effect. Reiming felt as if a piece of her heart had been torn out, and
she blindly directed her rage towards Trowa. Picking up more pieces of furniture, she
hurled them all at him until he was forced to retreat outside, where she then slammed the
door in his face.
Trowa stood in the hallway, rubbing his cheek. Inside, he could hear Reiming sobbing.
He sighed and glumly turned to slowly walk down the hall. "Reiming, Midii, and Will...I'm
sorry," he whispered as he trudged down the hall.
later...
"How long has it been?"
Meilai checked her watch sadly. "Nearly an hour. She hasn't stopped crying for an hour."
Wufei sighed and reached for the door. It was locked. Meilai smiled gently and put a
hand on his arm. "Wufei, leave her to me. You can go talk to Trowa."
"Even if I want to kill him?"
"Wufei!" she admonished gently, shaking her head at him. He grimaced. "I know,
I know...But how are you going to get in?"
Meilai smiled impishly and pulled out a hairpin. With a deft flick of the wrist, the
lock clicked open. "Didn't I tell you? Reiming and I are masters of getting in and out
of places."
Wufei groaned, then kissed her on the cheek. "Yeah, I know...Good luck with my sister."
"Likewise."
After Wufei had left, Meilai opened the door and let herself in. Reiming had thrown
herself on the bed and was sobbing into her pillow. "Reiming..."
Lifting her tear-stained face, Reiming said miserably, "Oh Meilai...WHY did he have to lie
to me like that? Doesn't he understand how I feel at all?" and she resumed her sobbing.
Meilai went over and sat on the bed. Rubbing her back, she said, "Yes, I know. I would
feel cheated too. But you've been crying for an hour already! Is there a specific reason
why you're so hurt, besides the fact that he lied to you?"
Reiming nodded. Sniffling she sat up and leaned heavily against Meilai, who stroked her
hair reassuringly. "Meilai...you know how much we've been through together. Since the
age of ten, we've been...we've been..." and she choked, almost unable to continue. Finally,
she regained control and said in a hoarse whisper, "We've been abused. We were their
little sex toys, two innocent little girls who were defenseless. Trowa was like that too.
Since he was little, he had been molested by the male soldiers of the mercenary group,
and later, he was treated like Trowa Barton's little toy.
"Before we were married, I told him all about my history. I told him that I had
been abused countless times, and then how I voluntarily slept with men to gain
information. He...he said that he didn't care. He told me that he loved me the way I
was. Then I asked him if he had done anything like that...
"He told me no! I still remember how he said it too! He looked me straight in the
eye and said that I would be the only woman he would ever love like that. You don't
understand...how that made me feel. I had only known a life of being nearly a
prostitute. To be told that...I finally felt as if there was hope for me.
"Our wedding night was amazing. The way he held me, kissed me and stroked me...
just the way he made love to me...I can't even begin to describe it. After we were done,
as he held me in his arms, he whispered to me how much he loved me. He told me that I
would be the one and only woman he would ever love like this, that I was the only one that
he would allow to know ALL of him. His words made me alive again. They pulled me out of
my shell. And now...it was all a LIE!"
Reiming began sobbing anew, and she beat her fists against the bed. "Why why WHY?! Trowa,
how could you DO this to me?!" she wailed as she continued sobbing. "How could you lie
to me..." she whispered, melting into a heap. Meilai continued to soothe her friend as
Reiming sobbed her heart out. "Trowa...How could you?" Meilai whispered, looking at her
heartbroken friend. "You said so yourself: a woman's heart is a delicate thing. For your
sake, I hope you have a good explanation for all of this."
elsewhere...
"Care to talk?"
"No."
Wufei smirked sadly. "Too bad," he said wryly, letting himself in.
Trowa lay sprawled on the couch of one of the living rooms, with an arm flung over his
face. The crumpled letter lay on the floor, next to his hand. Wufei walked over and
picked it up. Smoothing it out, he gave it a cursory glance. "So...?"
"I honestly didn't remember that, Wufei," Trowa said heavily. "It was so long
ago...Midii loved me very much, but I couldn't love her. That night we spent together...I
saw it more as a favor to her, nothing more. She was a wonderful woman, but...I don't
know..." Sitting up, he said, "You know, we first met when we were ten years old. She
was my first friend; all I had known before then was life as a mercenary. She even gave
me a cross as a symbol of our friendship. We spent a lot of time together, but then one
day, we were attacked. I barely managed to escape with her; everyone else was killed.
After we safely retreated, I revealed to her what I had known for awhile: that she was a
spy and responsible for the deaths of my entire group. She had spied for a living; she
had to support her family. I should have killed her, but I couldn't. Instead, I destroyed
the cross she had given me, and with that, I permanently cut off every connection I had
ever had with her.
"When she came back, I didn't want to have anything to do with her. But she was
so desperate...She loved me so fiercely; I didn't know what to do. Finally, she asked for
just one night. Just one little night to see if we were meant to be. I agreed.
"When I woke up, she was gone. I tried to pretend like nothing had ever happened.
No one had seen me sneak her in, not even Cathrine. I continued with my life as if I had
never seen her. I lived that lie so well that I even began to believe it, so when I told
Reiming that she would be the only woman I would ever sleep with, my mind completely
skipped over that evening with Midii.
"Now I realize how stupid I was. I had not even THOUGHT about the possibility that
Midii would become pregnant. I should have looked for her, I know. Even if I didn't love
her, I still had done what I had done; I had a responsibility towards her. Will was right
when he called me a coward: I AM a coward. Now, I don't know what to do anymore. I have
a son who hates me, and the only woman I have ever loved is now crying her eyes out in our
room. I don't even want to THINK about how I'm going to explain this to Giselle."
Wufei sat silently, mulling Trowa's words over. Finally, he smiled a lopsided grin.
"Cheer up, Trowa," he said gently. "My sister may be stubborn, but she will listen to you
eventually. You have to understand: my sister has gone through hell and back. You and
your love mean a lot to her, and now she feels cheated." Standing up, he pushed Trowa
towards the door. "Go to her, Trowa. Go tell her what you told me. She WILL listen, and
I know that she will understand."
Reiming and Meilai both started at the sound of the door opening. There stood Trowa, with
Wufei standing behind him. Reiming's eyes hardened, and she jerked her face around.
Meilai looked at her pleadingly. "Reiming..."
"I'm not speaking to him."
Trowa looked crestfallen, and Wufei winced. "Meilai...we should go," he said quietly. She
nodded. Giving Reiming one more hug, she stood and left, closing the door behind her.
There was silence in the room. Reiming stoically refused to look at Trowa, and Trowa
felt lost. Finally, he sighed and walked over. He tried touching her on the shoulder,
but she jerked away. "Go away," she hissed.
"No. Not until you hear what I have to say."
"I don't have anything to say to you! Leave!" she said angrily, painfully.
Whirling around, she spun to hit him, but he caught her wrists and firmly pinned them down
on the bed. "Reiming, be reasonable," he said gently, looking deep into her eyes.
Reiming looked back at him, every ounce of pain shown in her eyes. "Be reasonable," she
whispered. "How can you expect me to be reasonable? You LIED to me. You took the most
important thing I had in my life and destroyed it, because it turned out to be just a lie."
"I know, I'm sorry. Please, listen to what I have to say," he begged. "Reiming,
I LOVE you-"
"How can I be sure? How do I know that you're different from all the other men
who have abused me in my life? Trowa, you're being cruel to me. Of all the pain I have
ever experienced, this is the worst. Stop torturing me, Trowa."
"Stop torturing ME, Reiming. You ARE the only woman I have ever loved. I don't
want to lose you. Will you please just listen to me?"
outside...
"Uncle Wufei, Aunt Meilai, have you seen my parents?"
Both Wufei and Meilai paled when they saw Giselle. "Er, Giselle, they're BUSY right now,"
Meilai said weakly, praying that Giselle would not say anything else.
She breathed a sigh of relief when Giselle groaned then laughed. "Oh...THAT," she sighed,
glancing woefully at the closed bedroom door. "Okay then, I won't go there!"
"That was close," Wufei murmured as Giselle started to walk past them.
Unfortunately, Will chose that moment to stroll by with his guards.
"Hey there! You must be Giselle Barton! Guess what, I'm Will," he called out.
Giselle gave him an odd look. "That's...nice..." she said slowly.
Will gave out a high, hysterical laugh. "You know what that means, right? Of course you
do!" Ignoring Giselle's puzzled look and Wufei and Meilai's horrified faces, he
continued. "Right, that means we're siblings! Half brother and sister, to be specific,
but we're definitely family! It kinda sucks, doesn't it, having the father that we do.
He's such a coward! He ran away from my mother, letting her die off on her own. Yup, well,
looks like fate screwed US over! Well, nice meetin' ya!" he finished in farewell with a
loopy wave of the hand. "Ta ta, little sister! See you later!"
As soon as he walked off, Wufei sneaked a glance at his niece. Giselle had gone as white as
a sheet. Her face was completely drained of blood, and she turned to look desperately at
her aunt and uncle. "He's lying, right? My father would NEVER be unfaithful to my
mother, right? Right?! ANSWER ME!!!" she shrieked, hysterical and shaking.
"Giselle..." Meilai whispered, reaching out for her, but Giselle spun away from
now, sobbing. "No...NO! He's not my brother! He can't be!" she wailed, and ran down the
hallway, crying all the way.
Wufei and Meilai looked at each other wearily. "Meilai, can it possibly-"
"-get worse?" she finished for him. He nodded, and she sighed. "Let's not push
that issue," she said wearily.
And on that bleak note, they went off to find their devastated niece.
Will's jaw dropped, and he stared at Trowa. "But that's...impossible!"
Trowa slumped against the wall, the letter clenched in his hand. "No...read it yourself..."
he said dully.
Will seized the letter and read,
"Dear NoName: You may or may not remember me, but I am Midii Une. I remember you
well...you were the first and only man that I ever loved. But that does not matter now;
I have contracted a deadly disease, and if and when you receive this letter, I will be
gone. I have charged my son Wilhelm Une to deliver this letter to the Gundam pilots as my
last wish; I know that it will find itself to you that way. NoName, Will is your son. He
is the product of our reckless night so long ago. I bore him in AC 200, a little before
your friend Heero married Relena...I remember that night that we shared, when I finally
found you again. You wanted nothing to do with me, I remember. But I kept begging and
begging. Finally, I persuaded you to spend one night with me, just one. You smuggled me
into your trailer that night, and after we were done, after you were asleep, I realized
how wrong I had been. That's why I left before you woke up; I knew that we were star
crossed lovers, destined to be apart. I am sorry, NoName, for leaving Will here in this
world as a product of our love. I tried raising him on my own. My father had died many
years ago, but my brothers still depended on me. All had received injuries during the
war; they were unable to work. As a result, I worked five jobs in an effort to keep
everyone alive. And now...it is finally ending. I am sending Will to the military; perhaps
he will be able to make a living there. NoName, I am sorry for disturbing your happiness.
I watched, along with the rest of the world, as you married Reiming Chang. The look on your
face was of quiet bliss and joy. I am so glad that you have finally met your soul mate.
But I felt that you had to know the truth: You have a son, NoName, a son by me. I ask that
if you are able to seek him out, to tell him the truth. I never revealed anything about his
heritage to him; I even gave him my last name, not yours. Goodbye, NoName. Eternally
yours, Midii Une."
As soon as he was done, Will let out a cry of pain. With angry tears streaming out of his
eyes, he moved to tackle Trowa. The Preventer guards promptly stepped in to restrain him.
"Bastard! Mother-fucking bastard!" Will howled, struggling against his guards.
"How could you?! My mother loved you...she LOVED you! She would tell me stories about
you, but she never told me your name! It was always, 'Your father was a great man,' or,
'Your father was a hero.' But you're just a coward! How could you leave my mother?!
You could have found her, I know you could have! But no, you forgot about her, and now
she's DEAD. My mother DIED because of you! She died because you refused to go back to
her; you left her alone, sick with love for you and killing herself everyday. I...I HATE
you!!!" he screamed, thrashing around.
Trowa said nothing, only staring mutely at the letter. "Midii..." he murmured, his eyes
full of grief. "Why didn't you tell me this sooner?"
"Trowa! What is going on here?!" Quatre demanded, running into the room. Duo
was not far behind.
But Trowa said nothing. He shoved past them and dragged himself out into the hallway, his
eyes downcast and the letter still tightly clenched in his fist.
Will stared at his retreating form with smoldering eyes. "You killed her..." he whispered,
sagging down like a dead weight. "Oh Mother...you lied to me. My father is no hero; he is
a coward and a murderer. You LIED to me..."
later...
"Trowa?"
Reiming had returned from the infirmary, and looked at her desolate husband with concern.
Trowa had thrown himself on the bed and was staring at the ceiling with blank eyes.
Going to him, she sat down next to him and stroked his cheek. "Trowa, what is wrong?"
"Reiming...I don't deserve you," he said dully. Reiming tilted her head to the
side quizzically. "Don't...deserve me?" she asked.
Trowa sat up and held her close. "No, I really don't."
"Trowa, what's wrong?"
Trowa hung his head. "Reiming...Will is my son."
Shocked, Reiming twisted out of his embrace. "WHAT?!"
Trowa nodded miserably. "His mother was Midii Une, someone I first met when I was ten
years old. She came back when I was twenty-"
Trowa was cut off as Reiming slapped him across the face. "You...you...how COULD you?!"
Reiming cried shrilly. "You told me that I was the only woman you had ever slept with!
You TOLD me that!"
"Reiming, I-"
"Get out. Get OUT!!! OUT OUT OUT!" she screamed, picking up a vase and throwing
it at him. The vase shattered against the wall as he quickly ducked. "Reiming! Stop-"
His words had no effect. Reiming felt as if a piece of her heart had been torn out, and
she blindly directed her rage towards Trowa. Picking up more pieces of furniture, she
hurled them all at him until he was forced to retreat outside, where she then slammed the
door in his face.
Trowa stood in the hallway, rubbing his cheek. Inside, he could hear Reiming sobbing.
He sighed and glumly turned to slowly walk down the hall. "Reiming, Midii, and Will...I'm
sorry," he whispered as he trudged down the hall.
later...
"How long has it been?"
Meilai checked her watch sadly. "Nearly an hour. She hasn't stopped crying for an hour."
Wufei sighed and reached for the door. It was locked. Meilai smiled gently and put a
hand on his arm. "Wufei, leave her to me. You can go talk to Trowa."
"Even if I want to kill him?"
"Wufei!" she admonished gently, shaking her head at him. He grimaced. "I know,
I know...But how are you going to get in?"
Meilai smiled impishly and pulled out a hairpin. With a deft flick of the wrist, the
lock clicked open. "Didn't I tell you? Reiming and I are masters of getting in and out
of places."
Wufei groaned, then kissed her on the cheek. "Yeah, I know...Good luck with my sister."
"Likewise."
After Wufei had left, Meilai opened the door and let herself in. Reiming had thrown
herself on the bed and was sobbing into her pillow. "Reiming..."
Lifting her tear-stained face, Reiming said miserably, "Oh Meilai...WHY did he have to lie
to me like that? Doesn't he understand how I feel at all?" and she resumed her sobbing.
Meilai went over and sat on the bed. Rubbing her back, she said, "Yes, I know. I would
feel cheated too. But you've been crying for an hour already! Is there a specific reason
why you're so hurt, besides the fact that he lied to you?"
Reiming nodded. Sniffling she sat up and leaned heavily against Meilai, who stroked her
hair reassuringly. "Meilai...you know how much we've been through together. Since the
age of ten, we've been...we've been..." and she choked, almost unable to continue. Finally,
she regained control and said in a hoarse whisper, "We've been abused. We were their
little sex toys, two innocent little girls who were defenseless. Trowa was like that too.
Since he was little, he had been molested by the male soldiers of the mercenary group,
and later, he was treated like Trowa Barton's little toy.
"Before we were married, I told him all about my history. I told him that I had
been abused countless times, and then how I voluntarily slept with men to gain
information. He...he said that he didn't care. He told me that he loved me the way I
was. Then I asked him if he had done anything like that...
"He told me no! I still remember how he said it too! He looked me straight in the
eye and said that I would be the only woman he would ever love like that. You don't
understand...how that made me feel. I had only known a life of being nearly a
prostitute. To be told that...I finally felt as if there was hope for me.
"Our wedding night was amazing. The way he held me, kissed me and stroked me...
just the way he made love to me...I can't even begin to describe it. After we were done,
as he held me in his arms, he whispered to me how much he loved me. He told me that I
would be the one and only woman he would ever love like this, that I was the only one that
he would allow to know ALL of him. His words made me alive again. They pulled me out of
my shell. And now...it was all a LIE!"
Reiming began sobbing anew, and she beat her fists against the bed. "Why why WHY?! Trowa,
how could you DO this to me?!" she wailed as she continued sobbing. "How could you lie
to me..." she whispered, melting into a heap. Meilai continued to soothe her friend as
Reiming sobbed her heart out. "Trowa...How could you?" Meilai whispered, looking at her
heartbroken friend. "You said so yourself: a woman's heart is a delicate thing. For your
sake, I hope you have a good explanation for all of this."
elsewhere...
"Care to talk?"
"No."
Wufei smirked sadly. "Too bad," he said wryly, letting himself in.
Trowa lay sprawled on the couch of one of the living rooms, with an arm flung over his
face. The crumpled letter lay on the floor, next to his hand. Wufei walked over and
picked it up. Smoothing it out, he gave it a cursory glance. "So...?"
"I honestly didn't remember that, Wufei," Trowa said heavily. "It was so long
ago...Midii loved me very much, but I couldn't love her. That night we spent together...I
saw it more as a favor to her, nothing more. She was a wonderful woman, but...I don't
know..." Sitting up, he said, "You know, we first met when we were ten years old. She
was my first friend; all I had known before then was life as a mercenary. She even gave
me a cross as a symbol of our friendship. We spent a lot of time together, but then one
day, we were attacked. I barely managed to escape with her; everyone else was killed.
After we safely retreated, I revealed to her what I had known for awhile: that she was a
spy and responsible for the deaths of my entire group. She had spied for a living; she
had to support her family. I should have killed her, but I couldn't. Instead, I destroyed
the cross she had given me, and with that, I permanently cut off every connection I had
ever had with her.
"When she came back, I didn't want to have anything to do with her. But she was
so desperate...She loved me so fiercely; I didn't know what to do. Finally, she asked for
just one night. Just one little night to see if we were meant to be. I agreed.
"When I woke up, she was gone. I tried to pretend like nothing had ever happened.
No one had seen me sneak her in, not even Cathrine. I continued with my life as if I had
never seen her. I lived that lie so well that I even began to believe it, so when I told
Reiming that she would be the only woman I would ever sleep with, my mind completely
skipped over that evening with Midii.
"Now I realize how stupid I was. I had not even THOUGHT about the possibility that
Midii would become pregnant. I should have looked for her, I know. Even if I didn't love
her, I still had done what I had done; I had a responsibility towards her. Will was right
when he called me a coward: I AM a coward. Now, I don't know what to do anymore. I have
a son who hates me, and the only woman I have ever loved is now crying her eyes out in our
room. I don't even want to THINK about how I'm going to explain this to Giselle."
Wufei sat silently, mulling Trowa's words over. Finally, he smiled a lopsided grin.
"Cheer up, Trowa," he said gently. "My sister may be stubborn, but she will listen to you
eventually. You have to understand: my sister has gone through hell and back. You and
your love mean a lot to her, and now she feels cheated." Standing up, he pushed Trowa
towards the door. "Go to her, Trowa. Go tell her what you told me. She WILL listen, and
I know that she will understand."
Reiming and Meilai both started at the sound of the door opening. There stood Trowa, with
Wufei standing behind him. Reiming's eyes hardened, and she jerked her face around.
Meilai looked at her pleadingly. "Reiming..."
"I'm not speaking to him."
Trowa looked crestfallen, and Wufei winced. "Meilai...we should go," he said quietly. She
nodded. Giving Reiming one more hug, she stood and left, closing the door behind her.
There was silence in the room. Reiming stoically refused to look at Trowa, and Trowa
felt lost. Finally, he sighed and walked over. He tried touching her on the shoulder,
but she jerked away. "Go away," she hissed.
"No. Not until you hear what I have to say."
"I don't have anything to say to you! Leave!" she said angrily, painfully.
Whirling around, she spun to hit him, but he caught her wrists and firmly pinned them down
on the bed. "Reiming, be reasonable," he said gently, looking deep into her eyes.
Reiming looked back at him, every ounce of pain shown in her eyes. "Be reasonable," she
whispered. "How can you expect me to be reasonable? You LIED to me. You took the most
important thing I had in my life and destroyed it, because it turned out to be just a lie."
"I know, I'm sorry. Please, listen to what I have to say," he begged. "Reiming,
I LOVE you-"
"How can I be sure? How do I know that you're different from all the other men
who have abused me in my life? Trowa, you're being cruel to me. Of all the pain I have
ever experienced, this is the worst. Stop torturing me, Trowa."
"Stop torturing ME, Reiming. You ARE the only woman I have ever loved. I don't
want to lose you. Will you please just listen to me?"
outside...
"Uncle Wufei, Aunt Meilai, have you seen my parents?"
Both Wufei and Meilai paled when they saw Giselle. "Er, Giselle, they're BUSY right now,"
Meilai said weakly, praying that Giselle would not say anything else.
She breathed a sigh of relief when Giselle groaned then laughed. "Oh...THAT," she sighed,
glancing woefully at the closed bedroom door. "Okay then, I won't go there!"
"That was close," Wufei murmured as Giselle started to walk past them.
Unfortunately, Will chose that moment to stroll by with his guards.
"Hey there! You must be Giselle Barton! Guess what, I'm Will," he called out.
Giselle gave him an odd look. "That's...nice..." she said slowly.
Will gave out a high, hysterical laugh. "You know what that means, right? Of course you
do!" Ignoring Giselle's puzzled look and Wufei and Meilai's horrified faces, he
continued. "Right, that means we're siblings! Half brother and sister, to be specific,
but we're definitely family! It kinda sucks, doesn't it, having the father that we do.
He's such a coward! He ran away from my mother, letting her die off on her own. Yup, well,
looks like fate screwed US over! Well, nice meetin' ya!" he finished in farewell with a
loopy wave of the hand. "Ta ta, little sister! See you later!"
As soon as he walked off, Wufei sneaked a glance at his niece. Giselle had gone as white as
a sheet. Her face was completely drained of blood, and she turned to look desperately at
her aunt and uncle. "He's lying, right? My father would NEVER be unfaithful to my
mother, right? Right?! ANSWER ME!!!" she shrieked, hysterical and shaking.
"Giselle..." Meilai whispered, reaching out for her, but Giselle spun away from
now, sobbing. "No...NO! He's not my brother! He can't be!" she wailed, and ran down the
hallway, crying all the way.
Wufei and Meilai looked at each other wearily. "Meilai, can it possibly-"
"-get worse?" she finished for him. He nodded, and she sighed. "Let's not push
that issue," she said wearily.
And on that bleak note, they went off to find their devastated niece.
