This is the eighth chapter, and I must say, I wrote this one pretty wuick. It might be short...I'm not sure. But anyways, more wierdness going on. Read on and find out, and then review!
"Heheh!"
"What are you laughing about?" Wufei sighed, closing his book. He had been trying to read for the past ten minutes, but Duo kept on laughing in a low voice and distracting him. It actually sounded slightly ominous, but Wufei believed Duo to simply be trying to annoy him. He didn't mind Duo's annoyance anymore. He had missed it the past month, since it had died out somewhat ever since Duo didn't need to keep a smile on for every second of the day. But Wufei still reacted to it as he always had. Sharp retorts, witty comebacks, and threats. Wufei held in a smile at how fun it had been. He would never admit that to anyone, of course. Duo might stop if he knew it was fun for the chinese boy.
"Nothing...," Duo replied in a low voice. Wufei looked over at Duo curiously at the braided baka's whispered reply. It had sounded very dark and deep, and Wufei had a small inkling of worry that Duo was feeling like hurting himself again. Duo sat in the corner of the library, in the shadows, with only the moonlight shining through the window and the faint glow from the lamp Wufei was using illuminating his features. He looked mysterious and enchanting, his hair shining in the moonlight, his bangs hiding his violet eyes from clear view. It had been Duo's idea to come down to the library and read, but he had gotten bored quickly. Wufei suspected Duo only stayed longer to let Wufei have some reading time. Duo knew Wufei liked to read, and Wufei hadn't been able to for a week out of watching Duo and work.
"You're staring...," Duo said softly in a completely creepy sing song voice. It sounded like something out of a horror movie.
"Sorry," Wufei muttered, then added "Baka" for the creepy voice. But Wufei couldn't help but take one more quick glance at Duo. The braided boy just loked so mysterious, so enchanting, so...drop dead gorgeous. His eyes shaded by his bangs, the twinkle in them, shadows dancing on his skin, the dark melding with his clothes, the moon shining on his hair. All these things simply drew Wufei in like a bee attracted to honey...or Quatre attracted to sugar. The latter served this situation best, since Quatre got into trouble with sugar, and Wufei with Duo would be nothing but trouble and heartbreak, Wufei was sure.
Wufei suddenly noticed something odd, something missing. "Duo...there's no twinkle in your eye." As soon as Wufei said this, he immediately thought it to be a very stupid thing to say. He fully expected Duo to burst out laughing and shoot out some witty remark, but Duo simply cocked his head and observed Wufei silently. The silence disturbed Wufei. It shook his very core. Duo Maxwell was NOT silent. EVER!
"Is that so?" Duo said in the same creepy voice, then laughed shortly. "I wonder why not." And Duo was up and out of the room instantly. Wufei's instincts and concern for Duo came to life the second Duo dissapeared, and he bolted after the braided wonder, sure in his heart that something was wrong. Something was very wrong with Duo right now.
Wufei paused in the hallway outside the library door to listen for a moment, then ran down the hall in the direction of the footsteps he had heard. He had to pause once more as he ran through the livingroom and into another hall, and he heard the faint clatter and chingle of cutlery being shaken about. Wufei's eyes widened and he slammed the door to the kitchen open, then stopped and blinked.
Duo stood in the kitchen between the center-counter and the stove, his form illuminated by the moonlight shining through the window. Wufei halted because of the definite glint of metal he had seen. Duo was holding a knife. An ordinary kitchen cutting knife, held in his hand in front of him. Duo waved it back and forth as if daring Wufei to come closer, and he laughed in that voice again, his teeth shining in a feral grin. The voice shook Wufei to his senses.
"Maxwell, this is not a funny joke!" Wufei yelled. "Now put the damn knife down! Now!"
Duo's smile dissapeared. "This is no joke, Wufei. This is real..."
Wufei growled at the braided idiot and stepped forward to take the knife from him. He let out a gasp and a sharp chinese curse as Duo slashed at him, tearing open the skin on the palm of his hand deeply. Wufei pressed the hand to his shirt and looked up at Duo in confusion and pain. His eyes widened as he saw the knife glinting above Duo, pointed at the braided boy himself!
"DUO!" he shouted, leaping forward and pushing Duo's shoulder. The force knocked Duo off balance and the knife slipped out and sideways, going directly into Duo's right leg instead as they fell. Wufei rolled off of Duo just before the lights turned on. He automatically moved to look at Duo. He had to make sure one of his love's was alright.
"What...Wufei, what happened!" Quatre exclaimed, seeing Wufei's heavily bleeding hand and the knife in Duo's leg.
"I...I don't know," Wufei said in a worried voice. He didn't know, and that upset him. "He ran out of the room and I followed him into here where...he had a knife...Duo, why?" Wufei rubbed his eyes with his fingers, determined to defeat the tears. He swallowed and continued. "I thought it was a joke, so I went to take the knife away and he slashed at me." He held up his hand sadly and stared at it for a moment. "And then he tried to stab and kill himself but..."
"You diversed the knife's path," Heero said. He and Trowa had obviously come down from their bed, seeing as how Heero's hair was even more ruffled and they were both in pajama shorts. That and Trowa's eyes had a glazed look in them. It cleared up as soona s he saw Wufei and Duo, and something hinting hidden knowledge glinted in them.
Wufei was distracted as Duo suddenly moaned and shifted, then clenched his teeth in a hiss and opened his eyes. He sat up, saw the knife, and began swearing proficiently. Duo went through English, British, Chinese, Arabic, Japanese, Latin, and German swear words before he seemed to run out and went silent for a moment. Then he began to start up all over in English, when Quatre stepped in.
"Duo, stop!"
Duo looked up and glared at Quatre with a pout, then he set a hand on the knife in his leg and pulled it out. "Damnit! Bloody hell, that fuckin' hurts! Kuso!"
"Duo...?"
Duo sighed through his winces of pain as he moved even the slightest bit. "Don't tell me. I stabbed myself again."
"You stabbed yourself again," Wufei replied, gathering up his every battle skill to speak clearly. "But you tried to KILL yourself this time!"
Duo looked at him, pained in the eyes. "I told you I didn't want you to tell me that!" he screamed. He suddenly saw Wufei's bloody hand, then looked at the knife he had dropped beside him. "Oh, God, no, please tell me I didn't..."
Wufei met his wavering gaze with his own onyx black, steady and firm. "Yes, you did, Duo," he said softly.
Duo stared at Wufei, then looked at his hand. "Oh, God, I did...I can't believe it...I...shit, I hurt Wufei!" he buried his sobbing eyes into Quatre's shirt. Wufei wanted to put a hand on Duo's shoulder in comfort, but he wasn't sure how Duo would react. And suddenly Heero's hand was on Duo's shoulder and Heero was sitting beside him, stroking his back in comfort. Wufei's eyes hardened and he began to bandage his wound with a strip of bandage. Trowa always appeared at the perfect time with AID.
"DAMNIT!" Duo's shout brought Wufei's eyes back up to the boy. He was facing Wufei now, open and vulrenable. "Wufei, I...I didn't...well...ah, damnit all. I'm sorry!" And Duo burst out sobbing again. "I didn't mean to hurt you, I really didn't!"
All and any anger Wufei felt because of Heero vanished, thrown into the void of nothingness. Wufei reached his uninjured hand out and wiped away Duo's tears. "It was just a scratch, Duo. I'm fine, and if you insist, you're forgiven. Baka." Duo let a very tiny smile onto his lips at this. "'Course, I don't give a damn about my scratch. You're the one who's bleeding all over the kitchen floor." And he opened a fresh pack of bandages as they began to tend to Duo's self sustained injury.
WOOT! So mysterious. The next chapter is a chapter devoted to Duo having a nice little talk with expert secret keeper Trowa, and that chapter will clarify any questions as to whether Duo's going psychotically insane or if he's possessed or what. It will be nice and sad, I'm thinking. 'Course, I still have to write it. But I'm going to be for now, since it is 3 15 in the bloody morning and I'm tired. Hope you enjoyed and hope you enjoy, now please review!