A.N.: Read the prologue I dislike repeating myself.
Family Reunion
Chapter 2
It was hot, hotter than usual, because he was in the attic. He sighed and glanced at the mess around him. He had been trying to clean up a bit, but it was starting to see impossible. There was too much stuff and most of it was older than he was. He pulled over another box and began going through it. On the very top was something Quatre hadn't seen in years, his old sketchbook.
Quatre flipped through the pages looking at some of his old doodles. One complete drawing caught his eye. It was a pencil sketch of a young girl with long wind blown hair, sitting on a hill. A memory of his youngest sister came to him. Quatre, who missed his sister dearly, wondered what had happened to her. Quatre sighed again and looked at his watch. If he hurried he could get a quick shower before breakfast. Tucking his sketchbook under his arm, Quatre left the attic.
Duo bounded down the stairs, successfully annoying Heero with his cheerful chatter. "Hiya Heero! You Sore? I saw you wince. Come on, tell me what's wrong. Please? Oh well, I'm good. I had a great nights sleep and I feel much better." The only reply from Heero was something involving Duo, and Wing-Zero's guns. Duo shrugged and bounded off to annoy Trowa before breakfast.
Quatre was amazed that Duo hadn't choked and died yet. Duo was chattering away happily, to no one in particular, while starting on his fourth plate of eggs. Looking up at the sound of the door opening, Quatre smiled as Rashid came in carrying what looked like a months worth of mail. There would be the usual junk mail, though how he got junk mail in the desert was anyone's guess.
Looking through the mail, Quatre was surprised to find a very thick envelope for Duo. Grabbing the letter, Duo blinked in confusion. There was no return address. Shrugging, he continued to eat his eggs as he opened the letter. Inside was another envelope with no return address. Opening that envelope yielded yet another written the same way.
Duo growled around a mouthful of eggs and began shredding envelopes till he reached, what he hoped, was the last one. There was something familiar about the handwriting but there was no name to help. Taking another bite of eggs, Duo opened the envelope and began reading the letter.
The sound of silver hitting china caused the others to look around. Duo stood shakily, his skin color fading, as he stared at the papers in shock. Quatre put down the rest of the mail and frowned in confusion. "What's the matter, Duo?" As the other pilots watched and waited, Duo Maxwell, a.k.a. the God of Death, fainted.
Trowa sighed and reached for the ever present bottle of smelling salts and waved the under Duo's nose. As his eyes popped open, he leapt to his feet with the letter still in hand and took off at top speed out of the room.
A.N. Hey guys. I'm back. Took me forever to get a new chapter out but I'm hoping I can pick up where I left off and get several new chapters up. Reviews welcome, critiques will be noted and flames will be fed to my pet Furby. Till we meet again fair readers.