Chapter 12.

Running through the house, he could feel his asthma starting up again as he held the book in his hand, looking for the place he usually hid it. It was lucky the house was so big that he could have a chance to hide it before he found them.

Making sure it was tucked away safe, he turned around grey eyes scanning the room for anything out the ordinary while reminding himself he would have to thank his brother one day for the call, telling him who was arriving at the summer house.

Sitting on the windowsill he composed himself, praying the other two were fine, hoping more so that his love would be okay.

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Heero prowled silently through the dusty rooms, looking at furniture that was old, expensive yet still beautiful, Wufei was not far behind him, not wanting to be too far from the intense man for fear of what he would do to the house if he saw something that challenged him.

"What did you find out about them so far?" Asked Wufei, moving as silently and gracefully as possible, his eyes constantly moving while being thankful the war of only a few years ago had never touched this part of the world. "Some of this stuff must out date the colonies!" He murmured to himself as he hesitantly touched the fabric off a chair, still soft and strong under his fingers.

Heero's stance and body language gave away nothing till Wufei spotted the softness in his eyes, it was lost to someone who did know him but it was the kind of look that had been spotted some times when he saw seen watching children playing; so happily and innocently young. He never knew why, but Wufei could tell Heero was affected by being in the house of his ancestors.

"I found bank details, property documents, lists of shares and investors, also birth certificates of the main family members for the last four centuries, they are proud of their line." Said Heero as they moved through the rooms of the house, living rooms, office's, studies, and then upstairs to the bedrooms.

Wandering the halls, they moved through what looked like guest rooms and a few more permanent ones with personal possessions in them, all the while trying not to disturb anything they found. They did split up and there was nothing but silence in the house as they looked, trying to glean something about their family from the possessions that were about them.

Opening one door, Heero felt something tingle down his spine making him look around the room slowly and carefully. Duo often joked it was his spider sense while he just called it a feeling he got, it had saved them all quiet a few times in the war years and even a few good ones after. Moving into the room, there were a few personal possessions here and there, a book by someone named 'Shiguri Sohma', an old photo of group of young people. Looking closer at the photo, he couldn't take his eyes off the youth with flaming orange hair glaring at the paler one.

'Strange,' he thought as he looked around the room again slowly before his eyes stopped and focused on one corner of the room. 'Something happened here, something big that I need to know.' The thought pushed into his mind with a force causing him to kneel in the corner he ran his hands over the walls and floor, feeling careful with his eyes closed.

'Got you!' His finger found a grove in the wooden floor, his deep blue eyes snapping open as he explored the crack and opened it slowly. The dirt and dust of centuries had made the board want to stay in place but a good tug from his steel like strength made the wood change it's mind. Careful not to break anything he pulled the board free and looked into his new discovery.

There was a lot of dust but a gentle blow removed the most of it, showing a small book that was a light shade of grey, time had faded it slightly but being in the dark hole had helped preserve it. Reaching in gently he lifted it out tenderly, as if lifting a baby creature, a tenderness only truly seen before by his lover.

Looking over at the door, he then looked back to the book and opened the cover, inside in a neat hand were small Japanese figures lined neatly on the pages. Reading the first page a small smirk grew on his lips before he closed the book, returned the wooden board back to it's place and went to find Wufei.

Climbing to the car together Wufei was curious what had made the cat smile, seeing as they hadn't ever finished searching the whole house, he'd still got something that made leaving worth while. "Well Yuy?"

"Do you read Japanese?"

Frowning at the question Wufei still replied that he did but what had that to do with anything? They were in China. "I have a diary that is before colony from a Sohma named Yuki, I read a few things on him in my research, but all mention of him also listed next to 'The Incident'. Yet I couldn't find anything relating to this incident, this should help me too."

"Why you more than me? Once I've read your research we'll both be at the same level."

"True," confirmed Heero before a gleam in his eyes caught Wufei's attention. "But the Dragon never had anything to do with the hatred between the Cat and the Rat."

Looking down at the book again Wufei read the first few lines on the first page;

"My name is Yuki Sohma, Member of the Zodiac…"