Another Murder of Crows
Title: Another Murder of Crows
Part: 17/?
Author: Karen
Disclaimer: Don't own them. Surprise surprise.
Warnings: For newcomers, yaoi, original character, and alot of weird
shit. There is a pushing the envelope LIME scene. That's about it.
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Another Murder of Crows: Part 17
"Derfor hvordan De kan hjelpe oss om De ikke har ressursene?"
Trowa turned to Relena and I, gesturing with his hands that the
question was directed to her. "He asks `How can you help them if you
do not have the resources?'"
"Whatever makes you think that?" She asked back. Trowa translated. I,
on the other hand, was bored. Very bored. I could almost kill Duo for
hurting himself, then I would be outside, with Wufei, enjoying the
fresh air or something. This day has been terrible. At five in the
morning, we were setting up a few explosives, which we attained
through Heero (I didn't ask where, its safer not to know I'm sure)
and set up a five foot triangle around the building, so if we
detonated them, only the building would blow. One stack we almost
lost because a stray dog came along and started chewing on it. Good
grief.
Then Zechs and Heero almost had joint heart attacks because
Duo was burying some dynamite and black gunpowder under a bush while
smoking a cigarette. Of course I didn't think anything of it. He
always does that. But from how much noise those two were making, I
thought Wufei was walking around naked again. At least I know that
Duo knows his job SO well, he can smoke half a pack of Marlboro Reds
without dropping an ash and blowing himself up. That's skill.
Other than that, through this whole meeting, I have been completely
ignored. After the introductions were made, one person after another
challenged Relena in her ideals, her beliefs, and how she plans on
solving this particular group's problem of unemployment. I sat there,
twiddling my thumbs, jerking myself awake when Heero, who was
standing back and to the left of me, tapped me on the shoulder,
writing out pieces of music in my head, and doodled everything from
Cardcaptors to the Dragonball Z cast. I'm about to lose my mind.
I glanced past Relena to Duo, who looked as if he was a tiger
searching the area for his prey. His eyes darted quickly around the
room, taking in anything and everything at a glance. His left hand
rested lightly on the gun handle and the long black coat he and Heero
were wearing was thrown back behind the shoulder holster, out of his
way. His facial expression was as flat as a sheet of paper, not
expressing whether he was angry, happy, sad or tired. The man was on
the job.
"Mine menn er gode menn og har har vært arbeidsløs i månedsvisda det
er ikke et må må bygge, err...how do you say...mobile suits?"
Those last words *definitely* got my attention. "Pardon me?"
This was the first time Trowa actually spoke to me during the whole
meeting. "He says his men are good men and have been out of work for
months because there isn't a need to build anymore mobile suits."
I tried not to let my confusion show, but I'm pretty sure I
failed. "What does that have to do with anything?"
He asked them, then turned to me. "They're pilots. It's all they
know."
"Are you kidding?!" I almost jumped out of my seat in joy. "They're
pilots?! Ask them if they would be interested in working in space."
I'm about to scream with joy. Iria and I have been trying to
reconstruct a satellite that was destroyed during a battle in space,
but there isn't anyone really qualified to handle the work. This
should be easy for them.
Trowa turned back to me. "Yes, they are. What would they be doing?"
To make a painfully long story short, the next five hours were spent
explaining Winner Enterprise to them, taking names and
qualifications, addresses, work history, and the active role each
person played in the Eves War and the Mariemaia incident.
I ended up
hiring all of them. If someone was short in one area, the other
person was thorough, and they all balanced each other out completely.
Life would have been tremendously easier if we spoke the same
language, but I picked up a lot of words, and they are trying to
learn English themselves. This will work after all.
Zechs had already returned to Sanc by this time and was preparing to
leave for space; Une had some business that she needed his help with.
So it was a good thing we started early in the morning. It was just
about five in the evening when we were ready to go.
The sun was
sitting low in the sky, its dark orange color sending waves of light
gold and red, and a slight, thin cloud was stationary in the middle
of the sun, adding even more color. I sat in the back seat of the
limo with the window down, allowing the cool air to blow on my face.
We left in three cars: the first one had Trowa and Dorothy in it. The
middle one had Relena, Heero, Duo and Wufei. I feel so sorry for
Wufei. When we were escorting her out, Dorothy suggested that
somebody should stay behind for a while to make sure they wouldn't
try anything. I immediately volunteered. I just felt like being
alone, you know? Of course, Wufei wanted to do it, because he didn't
want to be in the limo with those three either. So in a coin toss
(five, actually, he wouldn't take `heads' for an answer) I won out
and got to stay behind, thereby escaping that nightmare. He saw it as
a dishonorable act, worthy of death. I saw it as payback for the
morning makeup incident. Tee hee.
So I had the entire limo to myself, and I was very happy for it. I
hadn't gotten much sleep last night, sitting on the window sill
staring at Krahe. I'm starting to think his name freely now, since he
is demanding more and more of my attention. All that I remember about
last night is us staring at each other, then suddenly Wufei was
shaking my shoulder, waking me up from where I was still perched
against the window. I might have gotten in two hours of sleep, max.
In other words, I feel like someone has put a plastic bag around my
head and cotton balls in my eyes. Uhg. If I'm going to feel this way,
I might as well have had a few drinks.
We were headed for downtown Oslo [7] to the hotel that we all were
staying in for the evening. Tomorrow afternoon, we're going to fly
back to Sanc, and who knows what's going to happen from there. I
can't see the five of us staying together in the same place, even
though it's a palace with plenty of space, without a few disputes
breaking out. We're bound to bump into each other at some point or
another, and I'd rather not bump into Trowa. So I'm going to try and
get all the solitude I possibly can.
When everything checked out, and I was sure that the remaining
soldiers of White Fang weren't up to anything, I disarmed the
explosives, hopped into the limo and called Iria to tell her the
news.
She was relieved even more than I was that I finally found
someone–-actually, thirty people–to be able to work for us with the
necessary skills involved. Not only that, but by doing so we
prevented another skirmish from occurring between Earth and the
colonies. That would've been more difficult to do if Duo hadn't hurt
himself, because I wouldn't have been there to offer my assistance to
them. Even when that man does something stupid, it ends up working
out for the best. Duo is a walking good luck charm.
Suddenly the phone rang, and that scared the wits out of me, even
though I didn't jump. There were only ten people who knew the numbers
to the limos, so I went ahead and answered it, in case it was
important. "Quatre here."
"This is all YOUR fault!" Unfortunately for me, it wasn't important.
"Hi Wufei. How are you doing this lovely evening?"
"Don't patronize me, Winner, you're the one that can deal with this
shit, not me!"
I tried my best not to snicker on the phone. I could hear voices in
the background, which were very loud, indicating that some persons--
more specifically Heero, Duo and Relena--were arguing. "Whatever do
you mean, Wufei?"
"What? Don't toy with me you cheeky bastard! I have to listen to this
crap the whole ride back because I'm here instead of you! And do you
know what they're squawking about? Teletubbies! God damn teletubbies!
Duo insists that they are evil and trying to take over the world by
using children!"
I must admit I was curious. "And how would they do that?"
"Because," he basically spat through the phone, "who would kill a
four year old to prevent them from taking over the planet?! And
what's with that weird `la la la' talk? Nobody understands that but
children! Makes perfect sense."
I didn't want to ask anymore. It's apparent how Wufei feels about
them. Of course, he hates everything that's cuddly, except Sally,
that is. Of course, she's not the cuddly type anyway.
"I'll kill you!"
"Like hell! Anyone that wears spandex shorts deserves to die from a
teletubby death!"
"You two losers shut up!" I had to pull the phone away from my ear a
bit as Wufei yelled at Duo and Heero. He didn't have the grace to
cover the mouth piece. "Can't you jerks see I'm on the phone?! Shit!
Quatre, you still there?"
I'm about to die from laughter. Of course they didn't stop fighting.
I can hear them smacking each other over the phone. "Yeah, I'm still
here."
"Will you two stop hitting each other?! You're acting like children!"
I couldn't help myself now. "Quatre, are you laughing at me?"
Allah, please forgive me, but I have to lie to save my life. "No,
Wufei. I'm not laughing at you."
"You lying wet snail. I oughta–"
"What, I (shhhhhh) can't (shhhhhhh) hear you, you're (shhhhhhh) --
aking up."
"Quatre, don't you DARE hang up on me with these three lunatics!"
"Lunatics?" I heard Relena's shrill over the loud collision of flesh
hitting flesh.
"Woman, don't start with me! Quatre, I mean it, don't even think–"
"What?! Can't hear you. Gotta go bye!" I hung up and unplugged the
receiver from the rest of the phone, falling off of my seat in
laughter, picturing Wufei's face as he would try to deal with a
fighting Duo and Heero with a screeching Relena. It will be worth all
the pain he will inflict on me once I get to the hotel.
***
I was surprised at how far I got actually. I was half an hour behind
the others, since I stayed behind to make sure the soldiers weren't a
threat. But anyway I made it into the hotel, past the front desk and
halfway to the elevators before I was jumped on and nearly strangled
to death by Wufei. It took three of the hotel's guards, Heero, Duo
and Dorothy to get him off of me. I made it worse though, when I
continued to laugh, even though it was difficult to breathe. So now
he swore absolute vengeance, which could occur at anytime, anyplace.
I finally made it to my room, took a long, hot shower and got
dressed, enjoying the feel of my purple house shoes on my sore feet
as I wandered through the hotel lobby. Since our arrival was serious
business, and its winter time in Europe, we had the entire place to
ourselves, so I didn't have to worry about anyone else besides my
coworkers and the staff seeing me in my blue pajama pants and my
white `I love, which is a pink heart, Sandrock' t-shirt. Finding a
table for four, I seated myself and sat my ice tea down, intending to
read `A Hero of Our Time' by Lemontov, [8] and enjoy a peaceful
evening. Of course, I should've known better. Stupid me.
"Uh, hi
Quatre."
I looked up to see Trowa standing over me, dressed to kill and then
some. His black tux was shiny and new, his green and gold vest
brought out the color of his visible eye sharply, and the bow tie
seemed to make his long neck even more graceful. I can feel the drool
threatening to spill over my lip. He is absolutely beautiful.
"W–wow, you look great Trowa. What's the occasion?" He sat down
swiftly beside me, and my heart skipped a beat. /Not now!/ I yelled
mentally at my body. Ugh!
"Heero's taking Relena out to dinner, but she wanted Dorothy to come,
so Heero invited me along to be her date."
I know I'm not jealous. Am I? "That's sounds great. Hope you all have
a good time."
He shrugged slightly. "I don't know. I was there when Heero asked
Duo, and Duo screamed and locked himself in the room. Then when he
asked Wufei, he passed out." Trowa shrugged again. "Is she that bad?"
If it wasn't for my years of private schooling, I would've laughed in
his face. "No, she isn't bad at all. Its just...well, when she's
around the three of us, she's a different person. She doesn't act
that way around Relena and Heero, so you shouldn't have a problem."
"I see," he said softly. Then his eyes flickered up at me. "So, how's
your son doing? Everything going along on schedule?"
My eyes widened. How did he know? "He's fine. Right on schedule.
How'd you know?"
He shifted in his seat, somewhat uncomfortably. "Uh, oh nothing."
That didn't answer my question, but I let it drop. "So, how's
Catherine doing?"
He made a face then, and I chuckled. "She says she will kill me if I
ever disappear without telling her again. Worse yet, she has the
means to make it look like an accident."
"Yeah, an inch to the left and you'll be done for." We both laughed
then, and the sound of Trowa's laugh made me a little, well, warm
under the collar. We both stopped laughing as if on cue, and I
realized how close he actually was. His knees bumped against mine
when he moved, I could see the smooth contours of his skin, his
visible eye locked steadily into mine, and I could even smell his
cologne. Cool Water. If he doesn't leave soon, I'm going to melt onto
the floor.
"Are you ready?" Dorothy asked daintily, as if she was fooling
anybody.
"Yes. You look great," Trowa commented as he got up and helped her
put her coat on. Dorothy had on a black dress, but the back of it
plunged all the way down, almost to her buttocks, where an onyx jewel
hung at the base of her back by a silver chain. Relena wore a blond
sleeveless sequence dress, that was box cut in the front, but not too
low, and her hair was up in a french roll. Heero had on a black tux
as well. This beat out Dorothy's pictures from the Nutcracker play.
He looked as if he was slowly suffocating to death.
"You guys look fantastic," I commented, feeling a genuine smile
spread across my face.
Heero answered me back. "Thanks Quatre, but we better get going or
we'll be late for the reservations." Relena said a brief goodbye
before the four of them left for dinner. I stared after them a bit,
waiting for Trowa to run back in here, drop to his knees and pledge
his undying loyalty and love to me. As if. I sighed heavily and
reopened my book, trying to read even though I couldn't see the
words. If my feet didn't hurt so much I'd kick myself. That's it. No
more gummi bears and root beer before watching `The Princess Bride'.
No no no.
Sooner than I thought, Duo bounded into the lobby with his black pj's
and barefoot, flopping himself down in the seat next to me. He
propped his feet on the table, and clasped his hands behind his
head. "What's up, Cat?"
I shrugged, still pretending to read. "Nothing. Just reading."
"Huh," he started, "did Heero and `em leave to go to dinner yet?"
"Yep, not even five minutes ago."
"Oh. I almost feel sorry for Trowa–almost."
"Why is that?"
"You don't know?" He asked incredulously, removing his feet from the
table and sitting up, facing me. "Dorothy has it for him."
I dropped my book in amazement. Is he kidding? "What?"
"Yeah," he said, "the whole time I was in the limo with her, all she
talked about was his legs, how they are so long, how she has a thing
for guys with long legs, how tight his pants were, yaddah yaddah
yaddah..."
"No way," I said in disbelief. I was caught between wanting to laugh
and being jealous.
"Yep," he stuck his feet up on the table again, "she has it for him.
I wouldn't be surprised if his ass gets groped quite a few times
tonight. Serves the prick right though."
I wasn't going to argue with that last statement. Duo's as stubborn
as gundanium, to put it mildly. Then it occurred to me. "Uh, Duo,
what were you doing in Dorothy's limo?"
He had his eyes closed by now, but still answered me. "Oh. Wufei had
both the limos stop and he kicked me out, and had Trowa come to
Relena's to stop us from fighting. They won't be satisfied until all
this becomes the land of the tubbies."
"Well, I'm going for a walk. I'll be back in a few." I got up and
left my book and drink on the table. There's no need to put it up
since we're the only guests the hotel has for the night.
"But Cat, its cold out there. You should get a jacket or something."
I shook my head. "If I start to get cold, I'll come right back in.
That way, I won't be out too long."
He didn't look convinced, but let the subject drop. "Alright, but if
you're gone too long, I'm coming after you."
I rolled my eyes. "I know, Duo."
"And if you get sick I'm kicking your ass."
"I know, Duo."
"And if you see some sexy guy out there, make sure he has a cute
friend for me."
"Duo, I know."
"Alright then." He stood up and hugged me around the neck before
giving me a quick kiss on my temple. "Be careful." Then he released
me and disappeared around a plant that we use as a marker to indicate
which direction the elevators were. I sighed and headed out, watching
as the employees clung to their coats as they made their way back in
from working outside, giving me curious glances as I walked about in
my pj's, unaffected by the 40ish degree weather. We were on the
outskirts of downtown, where there weren't too many buildings
cluttering the street. Just to the left of the back door, there was a
little area that was completely made of trees and benches, much to my
delight. So I sauntered along that trail.
Maybe walking around was a bad idea. Tonight is very peaceful and
quiet, but that's the last thing I need. When its quiet, that's when
my thoughts start to come up with unpleasant things, and I want to
clear my mind, but I don't want to think. Gee, I never thought I
would say that.
I came to an old wooden bench and sat down, jumping slightly at the
cool wood but adjusting almost immediately. I leaned my head back
against the top board and stared at the sky, watching the stars
twinkle with ancient knowledge. The moon, which was full tonight,
stare down silently at me. As I sat there, I could almost see
Sandrock shooting across the sky, its sabers shining brightly, its
chest puffed out, standing proudly amidst the stars....
I shook my head, knowing that thinking along that line will only
depress me further, and that is something I really don't need right
now. The day has gone extremely well, considering what we were facing
before, and I don't need to bring myself down. I still miss you
though...
Argh! I smacked myself in the forehead and draped my head over the
top of the bench, frustrating myself instead of enjoying the cool
breeze. I need to clear my mind. Clear my mind. How can I clear my
mind? Wufei. Wufei having to deal with Heero and Duo. He is not the
one for patience, that's for sure. And to see him actually make both
limos stop and kick Duo out?
At that thought, I started laughing. Hard. The tears crystallized on
my face, it was so chilly out, but it didn't bother me. The cold
didn't bother me. I felt comfortable, and closed my eyes when my
muscles finally began to relax.
Then, it happened again. And I honestly think I deserved it for being
caught off guard like that. I do. A hand caressed my check, gently
prying away my crystal tears. I opened my eyes and saw Krahe standing
behind me, a smirk gracing his face as his hand moved under my shirt.
I stared up blankly at him, the thought of fighting back never even
occurring to me. His touch felt good against my skin, the way he
teased my nipples, the way my stomach would clench when he raked his
fingernails across it.
Then, without warning, he removed his hand from under my shirt, and
still standing behind me, slipped it into my pants and roughly
grabbed my erection. Slowly, he started pumping, and as much as I
hated to admit it, I was enjoying it. Every little movement, whether
it was a squeeze, a sudden movement or the way his thumb ran across
the top of the head, sent a bolt of pleasure coursing through me. I
held on to the bench itself, wanting to scream for the world to hear,
but not wanting anyone to know. And the fact that we were in public
made it all the more exhilarating.
He bent down slowly and kissed me hard, still working the magic with
his hand. When he lifted back up, he wasn't Krahe anymore, but Heero.
"Odin? No. No!"
He kissed me again, a little more forcefully and I turned my head
away. He lifted back up once again, and I found myself staring into
blue orbs and Wufei's face.
"W–Wu?"
He tried to kiss me again when I bit him on the lip and jumped up
from the bench, spinning around to face with a blue eyed Trowa.
"You–y–you son of a bitch!" I spun on my heels and took off for the
hotel, moving as fast as my purple house shoes could carry me. The
sticks on the ground made my treading on the shoes slippery and
difficult, causing me to fall and busting my knee on a tree root.
"AH!" I started scrapping at the ground in absolute horror, as if it
intended on tripping me, when two cold hands grabbed my shoulders
harshly and pulled me to my feet. I swatted at the hands feebly,
actually afraid to fight back.
"Quatre!" Heero shouted, shaking me, "It's me! What's wrong with you?"
"Don't touch me!" I pushed him away, freeing myself from his grip and
took off once again for the safety of my hotel room. I could hear him
screaming after me but I didn't care. I didn't want to be around
anyone. I couldn't trust any of them.
I sprinted into the hotel, almost running through the glass doors
before they had a chance to open completely for me. Duo was in the
lobby, pacing in a small circle when he saw me. "Quatre, where the
hell have you been? You had me worried sick!"
He stalked up to me and grabbed my shoulders in the same manner as
Heero did. That sent me off. "Don't touch me! Don't any of you god
damn touch me!" I wheeled myself back from him, cornering myself
further into the lobby. Heero stepped in just then, with Trowa and
Wufei in tow.
"Stay away from me!"
"Quatre–" Heero took a step towards me. That did it. I picked up a
chair and threw it at him. Both he and Wufei ducked, and Trowa had to
jump back, or else it would've caught him on the side of the head. "I
said, don't come near me! Stay the fuck away!"
"Quatre," Duo pleaded, "what happened? Talk to me, please!"
"No, no no no, you don't come near me," I said, backing up, "you're
not my friend. They were hurting me, and you weren't there to stop
them! You let them do this to me!" I could feel the tears running
down my face, but I didn't wipe them away.
"Who? I let who hurt you? Quatre..."
He took a step forward. Instead of throwing a chair at him, I knocked
one over and yanked one of the legs off, using it as a baseball
bat. "I told you not to come any closer! Are you deaf?! Don't
understand English?! Pick a language then!"
Three of them stood stock still, not knowing what to do. Wufei,
however, was going to make a move. I could always tell. He wasn't in
a body stance by any means, but his muscles were taut, signaling that
he was about to make a move. And I was going to be ready for him.
Suddenly, in a blur, I felt the table leg fall forcefully from my
hand, and then a sharp pain burned on my cheek. Wufei. He kicked the
leg out of my hand and then slapped the hell out of me.
I fell bottom first on the floor, touching my cheek gingerly. It
hurt. A lot. The only other thing that hurt that bad was when Krahe
kicked me across the face. At least he used his feet. Wufei used his
hand. He'd probably knock my head off if he used his foot. "Wufei!"
Duo yelled, pushing him hard. Even Heero's face was twisted in fury.
"Duo, no," I said calmly, my breathing slowing down to a normal
pace. "No, don't. I...I needed it. I was out of control." He stopped
fixing Wufei with a death glare, almost worthy of Heero's, and turned
to me to help me up. I couldn't handle that. I jumped up fast,
falling onto one of the tables, batting his hands away. "No no no no
no, don't!"
He stopped in his tracks, and held his hands up in the sign of
surrender. "Whatever you say. Just don't do anything crazy okay? Now
tell us what happened. You were gone for damn near three hours. You
scared me bro."
I continued to scoot back until I hit the wall. The four of them
formed a half circled around me, each slowly inching closer to me. I
had no where to run. Even if I did run, where would I go? "I, I was
gone for three hours? I c–couldn't be. Duo, you and I were j–just
talking. I was out there for maybe fifteen minutes."
"Quatre," Wufei quietly interrupted, "Heero had reservations at ten
o'clock. It's almost one now. You have been gone for quite a while,
and no one has been able to find you. Where did you go?"
"What do you mean? I was r–right outside, in the back. By the trees,
sitting on the bench."
Wufei shook his head. "Quatre, we checked there more than enough
times, thinking that's where you would go, but you weren't there."
I feel so lost. "If I wasn't there, then where would I be?"
Heero finally had enough. In three strides he was at my side, and he
grabbed my arms, hoisting me up to my feet. I couldn't handle
that. "NO! Stop it! Let me go! Don't touch me–"
"Stop it!" He shook me hard, sending my brain scurrying everywhere. I
accidentally bit my tongue, but didn't make a sound, afraid of giving
him another reason to shake me.
"Heero, what is wrong with you?! Can't you see he's freakin' out–"
"Duo, will you be quiet for a change?!" He turned back to me. "Who
hurt you?"
I didn't hesitate. "You did."
He didn't bat an eyelash. "Who else?"
"Wufei and T--T--Tro--"
"How?"
I tried to slump down to the floor, but he wasn't having it. His grip
tightened on my arms, keeping me up to his level even though I wasn't
standing on my own. My tears started to flow freely now, and I did
nothing but shake my head in disbelief. "You, why did you, why?"
"Cat, they couldn't have hurt you. Barton and Heero were at dinner
with the girls, remember?" He stepped closer to me and Heero, and so
did Wufei, but Trowa stayed where he was. "And Wufei was with me in
my room. We were playing Guess Who and watching Real Sex 3000. I saw
you were nowhere around when I went for a cigarette break and you
weren't in your room, and your book was still on the table with your
drink."
Heero face came nearer to mine, almost nose to nose as he gritted his
teeth and whispered dangerously, "How?"
I whimpered feebly, sounding like a frightened child. As loudly as I
could, even though it was barely a whisper, I told him.
"I never
thought you would touch me like that. It wasn't what I wanted, it
wasn't what I wanted, it wasn't...." I continued to chant this over
and over again, somehow stuck on the phrase. I knew the instant I saw
Heero's face though, that it was an illusion. The expression on his
face showed me just how sick Krahe was.
"I thought he was going to
retch all over the lobby. Those impossibly blue eyes widened and in
their depths I saw how much he loved, cared for, and trusted me. He
wouldn't do that to me. None of them would. Wufei loves Sally, he
wouldn't do that. Trowa....Trowa just wouldn't. He isn't mine. And
Duo, he wouldn't let them hurt me. This was a sick trick played on
me. A sick game. Wufei's right, he is playing a game with us, except
I'm the mouse, he's the cat, and they are the bait. By manipulating
them, he is able to control me.
Heero released me, and I quickly regained my balance, wobbling a
little bit but otherwise fine. Wufei lurched towards me to help me
stand up straight, and I was thankful for that. Staring him in his
eyes, his black eyes, I knew that I was wrong. He was sad and worried
about me. "It wasn't what I wanted, it wasn't what I wanted...."
"I know," was all he said. "It's going to be okay now, I promise."
"It wasn't what I wanted...." Heero took off his tuxedo coat and
draped it over my shoulders. He barked orders to the staff members,
who were standing around watching what all the commotion was about,
and they scattered like frightened mice. Duo stood next to both of us
now, looking about as stable as I did.
"Trowa, tell Relena that something has come up, and Quatre and I need
to handle it." Trowa nodded his answer and soundlessly walked out of
the lobby. "And Wufei, take Duo up to his room, and make sure he
doesn't leave it."
Duo was already shaking his head before he even finished the
sentence. "Oh no you don't superman. I'm staying with Quatre."
"Duo," Wufei interjected gently, "I agree with Heero. You need your
rest. Come on, lets go." Taking Duo by the elbow, Wufei guided him
out of the lobby and they both vanished behind the plant.
I stood there shivering, but not from the cold. Heero silently
stepped to me and reached out, holding me tightly against him. I
started to cry, wailing into his shoulder as my desperation and
confusion came to the forefront of my mind. He held me close, patted
my back and whispered soothing things in my ear as I drenched his
shirt with my tears.
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[7] Oslo is the capitol of Norway.
[8] Lemontov was a great Russian writer, who ended up being banished
from Russia twice because of the things he wrote, and was killed in
1841 in a duel, because a fellow soldier insulted his girlfriend's
shoes.
©2001 by Karen. Please do not remove without permission.
