// represents flashbacks to what happened between Part One's ending and Part Two's beginning, and will be memory flashes. Also, expect Quatre and Trowa to be a bit OOC... okay, they're radically out of character! What do you expect, they're pissed! ~~^~~^^~~^~~^^~~^~~^^~~^~~^^~~^~~^^~~^~~^^~~^~~^^~~^~~ SHATTER By Ryoko Saotome Part Four ~Friends don't do what you do There's no excuse I'm so confused I thought you cared about me But now I see All you care about is you~ M2M, "Don't Mess With My Love" Duo frowned as he looked out the window. He could have sworn he just saw Heero's stereo fall past the window.... As he watched, several CDs, a dozen cassettes, a Walkman, and an entire bookshelf quickly followed the stereo. He turned and shouted up the staircase, "HEY! WHAT ARE YOU DOING UP THERE, TROWA?!" "MOVING HEERO'S SHIT OUT OF THE HOUSE! WHY, YOU WANNA HELP?!" Duo glanced back into the living room, where Sally and Iria were silently examining Wufei--Iria had given him a sedative that had knocked him out. Everything seemed to be under control for the moment; he was only really getting in the women's way, and he *really* wanted to do something to get back at Heero... and killing him wasn't exactly an option at the moment. "SURE THING! I HAVE A GREAT IDEA OF WHAT TO DO WITH THE CLOTHES!" ~~^~~^^~~^~~^^~~^~~^^~~^~~^^~~^~~^^~~^~~ Sally frowned and carefully brushed a stray lock of fine black hair away from Wufei's face. He was sleeping peacefully for now, but once the sedative wore off, she was sure that the nightmares would come quickly. "I could just wring that little bastard's neck right now," Iria growled under her breath, returning her supplies to the bag and glancing towards the kitchen. "Why exactly is my brother carrying a gun and a laptop out the back door?" Sally followed her gaze to see Quatre was, indeed, strolling out of the house with Heero's laptop and a handgun. "I'd say exacting his own form of revenge. You really don't think he'd shoot Yuy, do you?" "Anything's possible," Iria shrugged. "He's very fond of Wufei, you know." Sally smiled slightly; it seemed that everyone loved the boy, and were all trying to come up with some way to avenge him. As she was thinking this, Duo and Trowa came down the stairs, carrying armloads of green tank tops and black spandex shorts... and three boxes of matches. "Hey, Sally, Iria!" Duo grinned around his pile. "Me and Tro-chan are gonna have a little bonfire. You wanna join us?" He nodded his head towards the stairs and added, "We still have about three more trips to make. Could one of you grab the gas can from the garage? It'll save me one trip." Iria's face lit up with a wicked little grin, and she jumped up and ran to the garage to fetch the gasoline. Sally sighed and shook her head, a tiny smile of her own on her face. "I'll take Wufei up to his room first," she said, lifting the fragile boy into her arms and moving towards the staircase. "Anou... Sally?" She turned her head to see Duo's imploring gaze. "Do you think that you could put him in my room instead?" he asked shyly. "I mean, in case he has nightmares or somethin'. That way someone'll be with him, y'know? Sally smiled warmly at the teen and nodded her head. she said mentally. ~~^~~^^~~^~~^^~~^~~^^~~^~~^^~~^~~^^~~^~~ Heero returned to the safe house around midnight, expecting everyone to be asleep... which would allow him to silently remove his belongings and leave. He stopped the jeep and jumped out, nearly falling over a smashed stereo. He sweatdropped once he realized it was his own, and that several other things of his were lying scattered and broken around the driveway. He also noticed there was an odd glow coming from around the side of the house.... Rounding the corner, he saw Trowa, Sally, Iria, and Quatre (by this point, Duo had returned to the house to keep an eye on Wufei) standing around a massive bonfire, nonchalantly tossing his clothing and most of his guns into it. Trowa was the first to notice the perfect soldier, and nudged Quatre before picking up a large duffel bag and literally dumping all of Heero's remaining belongings into the fire. Heero growled and began to move forward. How dare they destroy his things like that?! It wasn't as if he taken something that didn't belong to him damn it! Wufei was his! He barely got three steps when Quatre raised his gun and fired it. The bullet whizzed past Heero's ear, and the boy froze in mid-step. When the hell had QUATRE learned to fire a gun so accurately?! "Get the hell off my property," he said calmly in spite of the angry gleam in his eyes. "You are no longer welcome here. And if you refuse to leave, I'll *make* you leave." "Really?" Heero said with a sneer. "How exactly do you plan to--" Another bullet flying past, grazing his ear, was the only response. Quatre picked something up from the ground and tossed it towards him. Picking it up (keeping his eyes on the blonde Arab the entire time), he realized that it was his laptop... or, rather, what was *left* of it. Several holes had been blasted into it, and there was no way to repair it. "It'll only take Sally twenty seconds to call the police," he said calmly, his glare never wavering. Heero stood his ground for about a minute, then turned on his heel and headed for his jeep. He would bide his time for now, then come back and take what was rightfully his at the first opportunity. Trowa's calm voice reached him as he jumped into the jeep: "By the way, Heero... Duo said that if he ever catches you anywhere near Wufei again, he'll kill you." Heero thought with a cold smile. ~~^~~^^~~^~~^^~~^~~^^~~^~~^^~~^~~^^~~^~~ //It was dark, and cold, and he was hurting. Wufei's eyes fluttered open. Heero was gone now, and the moon was hanging higher in the sky than it had been. He whimpered softly and rolled over onto his side, squeezing his eyes shut to hold back the tears. He couldn't remember anything beyond the instant the Japanese boy had lifted him and thrown him violently to the ground. Tentatively, Wufei reached up and touched the back of his head; his fingers came away wet with blood. His pants had been pulled back up, but the white silk was stained dark with blood, and he could feel that he was still bleeding. He pulled his legs up to his chest, wrapped his arms tightly around them, and buried his head into his knees. He was alone, and hurting, and disgraced. True, he had had sex with the boy who'd raped him before, but those days were over. His thoughts were racing frantically: "Wufei!" He lifted his head from his knees and blinked. That sounded like... but it couldn't be.... "Come on, babe, answer me! Fei!" "...duo...?" The silence next was deafening. Wufei lowered his head again, finally letting his tears fall freely. Duo wasn't out here; it was Heero trying to fool him, and he'd come back and fuck him again.... He heard the footsteps approaching, but couldn't make himself care. he thought. "oh, wufei..." The voice was soft and mournful. He finally lifted his head to find himself gazing into familiar violet eyes... and flung himself into Duo's arms, crying hard and apologizing. Strong arms wrapped around him gently, holding him close and soothing his shattered soul. "Shhh, I'm here now, Fei-chan," the soothing voice said in his ear as he rocked them back and forth. "I'm here. I won't let him hurt you anymore, I promise." And Wufei believed him.// ~^~OWARI PART FOUR~^~ ~~^~~^^~~^~~^^~~^~~^^~~^~~^^~~^~~^^~~^~~^^~~^~~^^~~^~~ (1) Are her eyes violet or lavender? I can't really tell. Anyone wanna help me out here, onegai?