Here is the second chappie. Things are just gettin' started in this one. Basically, I have a few chapters written, so I'm just postin' them in succesion. (Did I spell that right? I didn't did I...oh well!) Anyways, read on and review after, please! (I remembered the please, yay!) Oh, and if you like it, then say WOOT in the review. I'll know it's good, then.

Kassatsu-Life or Death

Storm

Quatre instinctively reached out for something to balance himself again as a student charged past him, knocking his shoulder. He set a hand against the wall and found his solid footing easily, then closed his eyes tight to keep from glaring at the student, who he knew was chuckling with his friends about almost knocking over the new kid. Quatre had been fighting to keep hold of his temper as one after another of the larger jocks and such knocked into him, laughing. They thought they could get away with it, since Quatre was of smaller build than average. But if only they knew how much he could hurt them. That was why Quatre always kept from glaring at them. Even a glare from Quatre could alter their minds. It was a good thing Quatre was born with an amiable, friendly attitude, or so many in the world would be different because of him.

This was Quatre's first day in his new school, his new life. Generally, he wouldn't dare go to school, since it made a record of him and that made tracking him slightly easier. Normally, he would just be tutored by the Maguanacs and Rashid to keep up with his educational level as they moved from place to place. But, for some un-normal reason, something inside Quatre had told him to stop and stay in this small town, this place called Shiann. Rashid hadn't neccesarily approved of that plan, and he had argued and protested loudly when Quatre told them he was going to go to school. Quatre had never been to a school before, and Rashid dissaproved of him starting suddenly in high school, saying Quatre hadn't had enough outside contact with people his own age. Quatre had agreed that was true, but stated he was going anyways.

He didn't tell them why he had truly stopped in Shiann, or why he was going to school. School wasn't something he overly wanted to try, himself. But the thing...whatever had been calling him...the feeling that had made him leave Iria when there was no immediate danger told him to stop in this town and go to this school. It was like a hunch, only Quatre didn't get hunches. He got feelings. His heart told him what to do, and when his heart spoke to him, he listened. His feelings had saved his life many times. As had the Maguanacs, who he owed everything to. He didn't like making the Maguanacs uncomfortable with the situation, but he couldn't deny his heart.

So Quatre was enrolled immediately and was now trying to make his way to his locker. He had suffered through homeroom, a rather time wasting period in his opinion, and then gone through three classes. Mathematics, Language Arts, and Science. He had whirled through all three of them, even though he was a month behind. The Maguanacs were excellent tutors. Lunch had come, and he had no clue what to do with it. He knew no one here and wasn't about to voluntarily make friends, as he didn't know how long he would be here. And the Maguanacs and his family had been his only friends all his life. He didn't really know how to make friends. He knew how to start a conversation and be polite, but he had only ever made aquaintances, never friends. Quatre searched himself for the reason why he was here. It didn't seem half what he thought it would be. And his feelings had told him nothing more since two days ago, when he put in his enrollment papers.

"Duo Maxwell..."

Quatre blinked and looked around at who had said the name. He was sure it had been spoken to him. He knew it was spoken to him, his heart told him so. So who had said it.

"Find Duo Maxwell..."

Whoever it was, they were being very sneaky. Quatre's eyes scanned the crowd, the faint blue blending in well with the silver as he used his empathy to reach out. No one was looking at him, and he couldn't sense anyone thinking or paying attention to him. This person who had spoken must have been very good to avoid Quatre's empathic reading. Which inclined he knew about Quatre.

"Find Duo Maxwell...please..."

Whoever it was, they sounded desperate, and Quatre knew in his heart that he should help him. He would find Duo Maxwell for this person speaking to him. His feelings were nudging him to find this Duo. He set a hand on the arm of the first person closest to him.

"Do you know where I can find Duo Maxwell?" he asked kindly.

The boy he had touched turned to face him and made a confused look. "Who?"

"Duo Maxwell," Quatre repeated. "I have to find him."

"You want Duo Maxwell?" the boy gaped. "Why in the world would you want to find Shinigami?"

"Shinigami?" Quatre frowned. "Who's Shinigami?"

"Shinigami is Duo Maxwell...," the voice said to Quatre.

The boy Quatre had spoken to cleared his throat to cover a laugh, then his friend nudged him from behind, a mischievious glint in both their eyes. "Uh, Shinigami's no one," the boy repleid to Quatre. "Sorry, I thought you meant someone else. If you want Duo Maxwell then you'll have to find Hilde Schbeiker first. She's the only one who ever knows where Duo is. I think she's in the cafeteria. She's got real short, navy blue hair and is dressed kind of tomboyish. That's how you'll know her."

"Thank you," Quatre said, stepping away. He heard the two boys burst into snickers and chuckles, and he knew they thought that the fact he supposedly didn't know who Shinigami was was funny. He could read them like an open book, and all they were looking for was amusement at the cost of others. Well, Quatre Raberba Winner would not be supplying their amusement tonight.

He stepped into the cafeteria and was stopped by the traffic jam of students at the doors.

"Find Duo! Please!"

Quatre knew whoever was behind the voice...whoever was speaking to him was in a hurry. He had also deduced by now that the voice wasn't human. Whoever was talking to him was a spirit. Normally, Quatre would have blocked the spirit out immediately once he knew it wasn't human, but this time his feelings were in tune with the voice. He had to find Duo Maxwell. Quatre softly reached out with his empathy, hinting and nudging the student's minds ever so gently so they parted one by one as he passed to let him through easily. Some might think this odd if they witnessed it, a bunch of hungry students making an easy way for the new, innocent kid in school. But they would most likely dismiss it a moment later as something new caught their attention. That was how the average mind worked.

Quatre passed through the traffic jam at the doors andinto the much less crowded table area of the cafeteria. His eyes scanned the crowd quickly, noticing every detail about every student his eyes passed. His eyes stopped and sharpened as they landed on a girl standing by the corner table with a few other girls and guys. Very short, navy blue hair, baggy tomboy jeans. Hilde Schbeiker. Quatre expertly weaved his way through the students with trays of food and visiting and appeared by Hilde's side a half minute after he saw her.

"Hilde Schbeiker?"

The girl turned to himw ith a cocky, sideways grin and replied. "Yeah, that's me. What'cha want, new kid?"

Quatre wondered why everyone knew he was the new kid. It got kind of annoying. "I'm looking for Duo Maxwell. Someone told me you'd know where he is."

"Well, I do know where he is, but I can't tell you. Kassatsu doesn't like being disturbed at lunch," Hilde chuckled. "You'd probably wind up with a broken leg or something." Kassatsu?

"Kassatsu is the name of Duo's group of best friends," the voice answered for Quatre. "Find Kassatsu. Find Duo!"

"I really, really need to talk to him," Quatre insisted. "It's urgent."

"Leave the matter with me, blondie, and I'll pass it on to them. I'm unofficially Kassatsu's secretary, you could say," Hilde turned to face him, putting the group of students she had been laughing with to her back, a sign they knew. They all sat down at the table and talked away amongst themselves, leaving Hilde and Quatre in relative privacy.

Why did they all cal him blondie? His hair wasn't entirely blonde...Quatre sighed and bit his tongue for a second to keep a sharp reply in check. "I can't leave a message. I have to talk to Duo personally, and right now." Quatre put great emphasis in his words, with a hint of empathic persuasion. The voice was desperate and in a hurry, or maybe it just wanted to find Duo really badly. Whatever the reason, Quatre wasn't going to be kept from finding this Duo person.

Hilde hesitated, obviously confused from Quatre's persuasion methods. It tended to befuddle the brain for a moment or two. "I don't know...I can't..."

"Please!" Quatre begged, putting on his best innocent eyes.

Hilde locked eyes with his own eyes, then sighed and passed a hand over her eyes. "Fine, fine, whatever," she waved a hand. Quatre suspected she hated being confused. "He's...uh, he's in the, um...the, the Science Lab. Yeah, that's where they went today. Funny how I can't seem to think clearly right now."

Quatre thanked her quickly and bolted from the cafeteria, glad he had already done Science today. He knew where the Science Lab was, which would speed up finding Duo. He faintly heard Hilde yelling at him, or maybe just yelling at someone. She would still be somewhat confused. Quatre took the time headng for the Science Lab to truly speak to the spirit.

Who are you?

"Find Duo..."

I'm finding Duo! Now who are you? There was a silence inside Quatre's mind.

"My name is Solo."

Nice to have you in my head, Solo. I assume you know who I am, since you're the one in my head.

"You are Quatre Raberba Winner. It's nice to be in your head, though it's a little crowded and dusty." There was a faint chuckling, and Quatre couldn't help but let a small smile onto his lips.

Good. A spirit with a sense of humor. Now maybe I won't be so bored all the time.

"You won't be bored or lonely with me here, now."

Quatre rolled his eyes, remembering about how any spirits he shared his mind with could read his thoughts just as he could hear their words. How long will you be renting room with my brain? he asked. You know, generally I would have kicked you out the moment I knew you were a spirit...

"...but your feelings told you to trust me." Quatre would bet anything that, had Solo still been human, he would have been smiling. "And I'm to remember you can kick me out at any time since you're more powerful than me."

Stop reading my mind! Quatre laughed, then realized he was at the door to the Science Lab. The halls were always empty at lunch, with only a few rare students who either needed to catch up on extra school or get something from lockers. Right now, it was as empty as a desert, with a scrunched up paper being blown across the hallway by the fans just like a tumbleweed to add to the scene.

Quatre stared at the door for a few moments, unsure of what to do now. Solo answered that easily for Quatre, who seemed to have lost some reasoning powers while he was joking with Solo.

"Knock, Quatre. Knock and find Duo..."

Why is finding Duo so urgent? Quatre asked, but knocked even as he did, leaving the question without time for answer.

The door was jerked open by a scowling Chinese boy, who looked about a year older than Quatre's fifteen years.

"Wufei..." Solo's voice sounded pained and joyful at the same time.

Wufei looked at Quatre and scowled harder. "Who the hell are you?"

"I'm Quatre Ra..."

"Just first name!" Solo warned. "Say you're new."

"Quatre. I'm Quatre. I'm new to Shiann High."

"What do you want?" Wufei's scowl faded a bit as he sighed, obviously thinking Quatre was just some poor, lost freshman."

"I have to speak to Duo Maxwell," Quatre replied. "It's very urgent." Isn't it?

"Yes. Find Duo!"

Wufei rubbed his temple with one hand and stepped aside, swinging the door all the way open. "Duo! There's a freshman here for you." Quatre stepped into the room. The window blinds had been shut and the light off, so it was very shadowed inside. His gaze landed on a boy sitting on the floor with messy hair first, who looked at him with the coldest eyes he had ever met.

"Heero..."

Quatre's gaze then spotted a figure sitting on a table with his back leaning against the wall, his arms wrapped around his knees. He had the oddest hairstyle, with bangs hanging across the entire side of his face, leaving one eye covered. His eyes rose to meet Quatre's, and Quatre was sure something wet was glittering...

"Trowa..."

"Damnit, Hilde talks too much...," Quatre turned to see a boy with a three foot long braid, the longest hair he had ever seen, hop off a stool and walk towards him. "You want me?" Even in the shadowed room, Quatre could tell the boy's eyes color was a deep, captivating violet. Violet eyes...

"Duo!" Quatre suddenly felt an incredible urge to hug Duo tightly and start crying, then realized it wasn't his urge, it was Solo's.

These must have been your friends. Quatre said sadly, feeling empathy for the spirit.

"Yes, I do," Quatre replied to Duo. "I've been looking for you the past half hour."

"Why?"

Quatre blinked at this question. He wasn't expecting it. "I..uh, I don't know." Well, that got him extremely skeptical looks. What was he supposed to tell them, that he could speak with spirits? That their dead friend wanted to see them?

"Yes. I want to see them. I want to talk to them."

You can't. You're a spirit.

"I can talk through you..."

NO! Quatre said firmly. You are not going to possess me. I won't let you do that.

Quatre was sure he heard Solo sigh. "Well, then...can you talk for me?"

Quatre thought for a moment, then agreed. Tell me what to say, Solo. You got me into this mess, you get me out, and do it without revealing my powers or making everyone think I'm crazy or hurting anyone. I just got to Surellin. I don't want to leave yet.

"I won't let you down, kid," Solo said. "I'll help you know what to say."

"Look," Duo ran a hand through his bangs with a sigh. "Do you want something, or not? 'Cause if you don't, leave."

"I don't want something," Quatre replied, Solo's spirit influencing his own a bit. "But someone else does."

"Who?"

"So..." Quatre paused. Should we really be so bold?

"Trust me!"

"Who wants what, kid?" Duo asked.

"Solo," Quatre replied. "Solo wanted to see you and speak with you."

"Solo...," Duo's eyes got wide, then narrowed angrily. "What the hell are you playing at!"

And that's the second chappie. Oooh, Duo's pissed, continue on to see what happens! But first review, pleeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaassssssseeeeee!