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Chapter FourteenIntent
Wu-Fei set the groceries down by the open door, his senses screaming in alert. The apartment was dark but the scent of fresh blood permeated the place. He pulled his gun silently, motioning for Trowa to go one way and Quatre the other while he checked the bathroom and kitchen. The place was eerily silent. No sounds of Kinau shuffling around in the kitchen, nor the soft sound of him breathing in his sleep. The TV wasn't even on. None of the lights were on either. Odd. He stayed close to the wall, peering into the kitchen around the corner of the doorway. All clear, but where was Kinau? The hard knot of anxiety had not moved from his chest, in fact, it had tightened considerably. He silently crept further down the hallwall, the wall cool against his skin. The bathroom light was the only one on in the house. It's dim glow shone down the hall. That was when he saw the dark edge beginning to soak into the carpet. Wu Fei quickly holstered his gun and turned the corner. What he saw made him forget years of training and run into the room crazily.
"Kinau!!" He screamed.
His little brat was lying on the cold tiled floor in a poll of his own blood. Wu Fei watched him lose conciousness just as he came in. It took all of two seconds for Quatre and Trowa to join them, but Wu Fei didn't even register their presence. He picked up Kinau as fast as he could without injuring him further. His eyes briefly found the knife sparkling in the blood at his feet before he rushed to the backroom. In case of an emergency ever occuring, The Lady had given them a special box. A portkey, she had called it. He was just to say the password and it would transport him and anyone with him to Temptation's back room hospital. He grabbed it, carefully clutching the dying child to him.
" Sanctuary!" He yelled and felt an awkward tugging behind his belly button and they were gone.
They were rushed through to the emergency room as soon as they arrived as if the Lady had known they were coming. Kinau was taken from his arms and taken to a hospital bed. The Lady was at his side within minutes but all Wu Fei could do was stare at the scene with grief so overwhelming he was numbing to anything else. The melodic music of the Lady's voice broke through.
"Wu Fei! Pull yourself together. Kinau needs you to be strong. Now, tell me what happened." She demanded.
He nodded slowly, turning away from the gruesome sight to look at her. She looked grim but no less beautiful.
"Kinau tried to kill himself. We came in from shopping and he was just laying there on the floor...bleeding." He whispered the last word.
She frowned deeply, looking at Kinau's prone form. They both flinched as the heavy beeping of the Kinau's lifeline going flat. Quatre and Trowa chose that moment to appear, also using a secondary portkey that Kinau himself had made. Quatre let a heart wrenching sob when he heard the sound. The many doctors surrounding Kinau were busy reviving him with both magic and muggle medicine. It was Trowa who finally got Quatre outside into the hallway. It was a gesture that Wu Fei appreciated and Quatre would later. The blonde was overcome with hysterics. He, however, refused to go. He should have seen this coming. Kinau should not have been left on his own at a time like this. The chinese soldier felt partially responsible.
Outside, Quatre was trying to calm himself. Trowa held him tightly, trying to comfort him to little avail.
"What if he dies? What if Kinau DIES, Trowa?!!" He sobbed, shaking him.
Trowa wished he could answer. But he couldn't. He didn't want to say it out loud, but the chances of Kinau recovering were...slim. He didn't utter a word but silently, he sent up a small prayer to whoever may be listening. If it would help Kinau, he would do it. Hell, if it would help, He would sell himself to Rai or Kinau's Dark Lord. The door at the end of the hall burst open and said Dark Lord came running through as if his whole world depended on it. He had the snarky potions master at his heels.
"Where is he?!" Tom yelled.
He seemed desperate. Who knew, maybe he could help? Trowa knew nothing of wizards, or their craft.
He nodded towards the stark white door. Tom whispered his thanks and the next second both he and Snape had disappeared through the door. Inside, Trowa was boiling. If Kinau had just gotten with the Dark Lord they wouldn't have this problem. It was all Maxwell and Yuy's fault!! How dare they treat such a kind and compassionate soul so abominally!! Quatre's tears had stemmed into little shivers of pent in emotion. He released his lover at last, letting him stand on his own. He was just about to ask if Quatre was alright when the door that had just moments before produced Voldemort, produced instead the two objects of his hatred at the moment. Duo and Heero had obviously just returned from a hit for Duo was still high on the adrenaline and covered in blood. They approached to move into the emergency room for their post hit evealuation. Some piece of Trowa didn't want them to see Kinau like that. To see what they had done to him. Theydidn't deserve it. He stepped in their way.
Duo looked up at him with a raised eyebrow.
"Hey, Trowa. What are you doing here?" He asked but as soon as the words left his mouth, Quatre spun around and with all of his might, punched Duo right in the face.
The move was so unexpected, even Trowa had to stare in surprise. Duo reeled back, fury erupting on his features.
"What the fuck was that for?!" He yelled.
Heero's eyes had darkened and he had taken a step closer to his beau. However, the raw hatred in Quatre's eyes put both soldiers on edge.
"What for?!! Kinau is in there DYING because of you and your pathetic fuckups!!!! You make me sick!! How could you say you loved him and then treat him this way?!!?" the usually calm mannered blonde screamed so loud even the doctors in the emergency room could hear.
Duo and Heero looked shocked. It was as if Heero's whole soul froze at once. Trowa felt pride swell in his chest for Quatre. He had never seen the man so furious, even though Quatre DID have a protective streak when it came to the youngest pilot that was a mile long.
Heero and Duo both pushed past them, ignoring the yelling that was still going on even though they would no longer hear it. Quatre, it seemed, couldn't stop once he'd started. Kinau's lifeline had flattened once more when they entered and the doctors were scrambling around trying to revive him. It seemed no matter how many times the revived him, Kinau flattened again. It was as if he had just given up and his body was no longer fighting. Kinau was dying. Heero stood rooted to the spot, staring at the small boy surrounded by fretful doctors and tubes of every kind. One man had a bag connected to Kinau's mouth and stood pumping it every few seconds to work his lungs manually. Dark heavy rings lay under the teen's eyes and he was thin and pale. Wu Fei stood by the Lady just staring. He didn't want to believe it. Duo looked up at Heero and a strange look lay on his face, one he had never seen there before. Guilt. His eyes focused on the deep Xs that severed Kinau's wrists.
"He wanted to die..." Heero whispered, despair thick in his voice.
"This shouldn't have happened...It shouldn't have happened..." Duo kept repeating it like a mantra, not daring to believe what he saw.
"This is all our fault." He said at last.
They were both unwilling to look away from the sight of their once time beloved laying prone on the hospital bed.
"You're damn right this is your fault!" Wu Fei glared.
His hatred could be felt by everyone in the room, even the ghost sitting in the corner watching the scene with solemn eyes. Duo's soul seemed to shrink in on itself as Wu Fei's words cut him deep. Heero had turned to an ice statue beside him. The chinese man stepped up close to Duo, not giving him the option of avoiding his gaze.
"And if you ever, EVER, hit Kinau again, it will not be him who is on that death bed."
Duo nodded but was otherwise unresponsive. Heero and Duo were both in turmoil. How could they have lead Kinau to this? They had never intended for him to die. Only to feel guilty for what he had done. How could they have treated him so abominally that he felt that he was better off dead? Wu Fei still had Kinau's blood soaking into his clothes. He had been there for Kinau when they hadn't. Even that bloody Tom had been there for him more than they had. The thought sickened and ashamed them both. The doctors stabilized Kinau once more. What appeared to be the head of the ER approached the Lady looking grim.
"He's stable but not for long. He's just...shutting down. We're putting him on a ventilator now but unless something drastic happens...I don't expect him to survive. I'm sorry, my Lady." She whispered, feeling every bit of a failure for not being able to save the usually happy child, "He's in a coma now."
She sighed heavily. The Lady was silent for a moment. She was losing her heir.
"Give him three blood replenishers."
"Three, my Lady?"
"Yes, and have a care. Kinau won't die if I have anything to say about it."
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Rai sat alone in dim red room. It was one of the Lady's private suites. He sipped a glass of red wine, laced thickly with a little something extra, his thoughts on the boy laying comatose in the ER. And on the ghost hovering a his side. He didn't move or shift his gaze but spoke none the less.
"Your Dark Lord is in quite a state. Why don't you go and haunt him?" He asked, taking another sip blankly.
Mmmm...sustenance. Kinau sat on the floor, drawing his knees up to his chest in a fetal position.
"Tom can't see me...but you can."
His ghostly form wavered and sighed, his eyes so full of forlorn emotion and heartbreak that it reached even Rai.
"Death attracts death I suppose. You've caused quite a stir up, Kitten." The vampire said calmly.
Those sad green eyes looked up at him with an attention that he had never seen Kinau grace him with. It was THAT look that he had given Heero and Duo when he had first come to Japan. When they had first saved him from everything painful he knew. It was a look Rai had never been able to get.
He downed the remainder of his glass before giving Kinau's transparent form a grim smile.
"I guess I'll go bring all of this to an end. Or a beginning. This time...we'll both get what we want."
Kinau remainded on the floor, looking up at him with that look. Rai turned to leave.
"Rai?" Kinau called to him at last.
He turned his calm eyes to the teen at last, his hand hovering just above the door nob. Kinau couldn't seem to get the words out at first but, at last, he found the courage.
"Will it hurt?"
The question surprised Rai at first. The innocence in it, the trust he was putting in him, took him off guard. Rai smiled at him.
"No, Kitten. It won't hurt. You'll wake up and I'll be there right beside you. I'll never leave you."
With that solemn oath, Rai left the room.
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