Another Murder of Crows
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Title: Another Murder of Crows
Author: KKChitown
Part: 2/?
Feedback: Desired most greatly
Warnings: Shounen ai, or yaoi, whatever your bag may be, language
(hello! this is me), intense dialogue, I hope, angst, angst, and more
angst, alcohol (yeah), and Heero and Quatre face off! Place your bets!
Disclaimer: *sigh* See Part 1.
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Another Murder of Crows: Part 2
By KKChitown (Karen)
The ride back was in complete silence, not surprisingly. I wasn't in
any mood to talk, and Wufei never is, so we sat in a comfortable
companionable silence. After leaving the cemetery, we decided not to
return to work, which is pretty bad since it is Monday. What a way to
start the week. After the party stunt, Zechs gave Duo this week off,
which scares me since Duo is the squad leader for the imperial guard.
Noin must be taking his place.
"Why were you two arguing?" The sudden question made me jump. Wufei
always manages to catch me off guard.
"Heero and Duo." That's all I needed to say.
"Damnit!" His shout made me jump again. "So that means that Sally
started the argument. I don't know what it is that she can't leave
things well alone. Did she tell you about the crazy idea of us going
to some sort of resort?"
"Yes."
Here it comes.
"I told her it was a bad idea, and I told her that YOU would see it
the same way, but she didn't think so. They don't want to so much
give us a sick day and now the entire executive office is going to
leave for a week?" I shrugged. I know a rhetorical question when I
hear one. "But Quatre, I'm going to let you know, if you ever put
your hands on Sally, I will dismember you and ship a part of you to
every colony, understand?"
Wufei continuously finds ways to surprise me at every turn. I know my
head shot right around to face him. Of course he has made threats,
who hasn't, but none have ever been directed towards me before. I
know how Sally can be, and it was my comment that upset the office.
By now we had pulled up in front of my estate, in the circular
driveway. He put the car in park, and turned to face me, the rims of
his eyes pink, his cheeks tear stained, looking for all of the world
like a tired, hard working young man, which he is.
I smiled weakly at him and placed my hand on his shoulder, giving it
a light squeeze. "If I ever put my hands on Sally, I will pay for the
postage."
He let out a light hearted, healthy laugh. It has been so long since
he has genuinely laughed. It sounds good. He should do it more
often. "You should laugh more often." I told him.
"Yeah, I should." He finally admitted. "It has been awhile since I
had something to laugh about." Suddenly, he sobered. "We all use to
be so close," he turned to look through the windshield, "what
happened?"
"I don't know." It's hard to explain. The changes between us were so
gradual that it went unnoticed. Then, with the dinner party stunt,
by that time the changes in our personalities were severely
pronounced, and since then things have gone sharply down hill. "Sally
is right though," I said out loud, looking at my reflection in the
window, "they need to resolve this. The work environment is
unacceptable."
"Your right, but its nothing to do with Relena, no matter how much
she thinks she can help. Honestly, I don't know what Heero sees in
her." Wufei's lip curled up in a sour expression, and I had to hide
my smirk. He didn't talk about her often, and when he did, it was
only to me or Duo. He didn't have anything against her, but at the
same time he didn't care for her much either. It's funny to watch him
try to keep himself composed when she says something that he doesn't
like or when he sees Heero and her together, for that matter.
"Well," I said, taking off my seatbelt, "I'm gonna let you go so you
can go home and get some sleep. I know you're tired."
"Uh, Quatre?" The times Wufei actually hesitates is too far apart and
in between, so my head snapped up, my curiosity piqued. This has to
be good.
"Yes?"
"Can I stay here for a while?"
"Of course!" I almost shouted. "You are always welcomed here Wufei!
You don't ever have to ask. You still have your own room here." When
the war with Mariemaia was over, Wufei didn't have anywhere to go, so
he stayed with me, Heero and Duo for a while before he got the
apartment with Sally. But he still has some of his old clothes here,
and I made sure to keep his room the way he left it, with fresh
sheets and whatnot in case he ever stayed over for a reason.
"Thank you Quatre, I appreciate it."
I waved my hand, dismissing his gratitude. "It is the honorable thing
to do." He smiled at that.
"I'm glad I'm rubbing off on you." Both of us got out of the car, and
Wufei handed the keys over to Rashid. I want to say his car is a
Mercedes, a polish silver color. I'm not into cars, so that is as
much as I can tell you. He and Sally bought that thing maybe a month
ago, yet it looks as if it's a show chair. There isn't any
indications that it has been driven. The car looks perfect.
As soon as we walked in, Wufei headed up the stairs to the rooms. The
cook, Sophie, saw him and immediately headed towards the kitchen. She
always liked it when I had company over. She misses the other pilots
as much as I do.
I followed her into the kitchen to see Duo at the table on my laptop.
Because of Heero, Duo has forever since hated laptops, and would
never go near the things. This only means trouble.
"Duo," I asked, pulling up a chair beside him, man, my feet are
killing me. "What's wrong? You're on a laptop and you're being quiet."
He blew air out of his nose and smirked. "I'm typing up my
resignation."
"Oh," is all I could muster. Actually, I'm not surprised. He tried to
quit before, but I talked him out of it. This time, though, I know
its for the best.
"You agree with my decision, I see." He commented, smiling a bit
wryly. "I know you hate it, Cat, but I can't continue to be there with
my feelings the way they are. If I truly loved Heero the way I claim
I do, then I wouldn't try to infringe upon his happiness. Making fun
of Relena won't bring him back to me either, so this is the next path
I am taking." He then nodded, seeming satisfied with his decision.
"I was thinking of resigning too," I confessed. Duo hands quickly
froze over the keyboard as he stared at me in disbelief.
"You got to be kidding?! Did Sally give you THAT much shit over the
party? If that's the problem, then she should've attacked me more
instead of you! Quatre," he turned to me, leaning his elbows on his
thighs, and held my hands. "What Relena hasn't been able to
accomplish, you did. Without your finances and, basically who you
are, the colonies would've gone to hell in a handbasket a long time
ago. This is about the baby, isn't it?"
Bingo. Duo nailed it. If Wufei doesn't surprise me, then Duo surely
does. "Is it that obvious?"
"No," he said tenderly, "but you forget that I know you better than
you know yourself. Me and Wu will always be there for you to help you
out, man. There's no need for you to stop what you're doing for my
sake. You aren't betraying me by staying there at the Preventers.
It's only part time for you anyway."
He nailed it again. Sometimes, I hate that he knows me so well. This
calls for a change of subject. "I know, but that's the way I feel
about it. Speaking of Wu, he's up stairs sleeping."
"Really?!" Duo practically beamed, punching in something on the
keyboard and jumped up fast enough to knock over the chair he was
sitting in. "Oooooh I'm going to have fun tonight!" He then jumped
over the table, my beautiful, hand made wooden oak kitchen table, and
bounded up the stairs to Wufei's room. After the end of his braid
disappeared from around the corner, I walked over and stood the chair
upright and sat down in it, printing out a copy of Duo's letter.
Sophie made a sandwich for me with tea, which was a very welcomed
sight.
I took a few sips and leaned into the cushions, staring out of the
window to the scenery of buildings. Taking a few more sips, I went
over what Sally said. A vacation does sound good. I would love to go
to earth again. I miss earth. Perhaps France again. That wouldn't be
too bad. Duo, Heero, Wufei and I had a blast the last time we went.
Maybe Spain, or perhaps Rome this time. I would love to go to Egypt,
but I am sure the others wouldn't be too happy about that. Speaking
of which.....
Three...two...one...
"Damnit Maxwell!!!"
My smile was lost in my teacup. Simple pleasures, like torturing
Wufei, are the best kind.
***
"Master Quatre, you should really come in. You might get sick."
"Sure, Rashid, I'm coming in now." Poor Rashid. I know I can be a pain
to watch. I have been standing in the rain for the past two hours
now. My usual slacks, pink shirt and purple vest have long since
soaked through, becoming a second skin on me. My hair was so slick
that it stuck together at the back of my head, and my bangs were in
spikes from shaking my hair out. I know I must look like a wet dog,
and probably smell like one too.
Duo and Wufei left right after he 'woke up' from Duo sticking his
tongue in his ear. Poor Wufei. It's my fault, for telling Duo he was
asleep, instead of just here, but I couldn't help myself. I do worry
about Duo though. Ever since he and Heero broke up, he does a lot of
self destructive things. The boy has gone through more useless
relationships than there are stars in outer space. He practically
throws himself at any one willing, whether we're in bars or night
clubs.
He scares me. I worry that, you know, he will run across the
wrong person that will seriously hurt him. I know he is a gundam
pilot, and a trained terrorist, but you can't fight very well if
you're drunk or drugged up, it doesn't matter who you are. So either
Wufei or I watch over him. Right now they're at the mall. I just hope
there's a mall left when they leave.
I took one last look at the landscape, memorizing the winding and
bending of the streets, like it would be the last time I see it. I
enjoyed the rain soaking into my clothes and my hair, the warm water
running down my skin. I feel clean, like Allah himself is trying to
wash away all the sins on my soul, so that I could live again, or
rather start living for the first time. I let my head fall back, with
my eyes closed, facing the heavens, letting him complete the
purification of my soul. I wouldn't dare ask for forgiveness. It was
a war, after all, but there were many innocent people that died
because I was not strong enough to control the zero system. And one
of those people who almost died, I am madly in love with.
When I opened my eyes again and faced straight ahead, a crow was
protected from the rainwater under my yellow and white umbrella on
one of those tables that have the hole in the middle for the pole. I
guess it doesn't like the water. There's only one problem though;
crows don't exist on this colony. I must be mistaken.
I finally left the patio and walked into the house, where Sophie was
waiting for me with a towel. I didn't get the chance to even say
thank you as she attacked my head with the towel. "Master Quatre are
you ill? You have been out there for two whole hours! You could get
pneumonia, or tuberculosis or anything! What would Iria think? How
could I face her knowing I let you get sick? How could you scare me
that way? Do you need a doctor? I could call your sister, or someone
else if you like." By now she was starting to dry me off, all the
while chattering as fast as Duo, which is a major accomplishment.
I finally managed to grab her flying hands and squeezed them a bit to
get her attention. She looked at me like I suggested to burn down the
house. "Sophie, I am fine. Just enjoying the rain. Don't worry. Are
there any messages?"
She sighed and smiled faintly. "Yes, Heero is on his way over to
speak with you. Wufei called and said they would be home later this
evening. They went to see a movie since they were kicked out of the
mall."
I shook my head slowly. Why am I not surprised. "Okay. Let me get
changed. Get some coffee ready for Heero, you know how he is."
She smiled happily and left me with my towel to start some sort of
dinner. I raced upstairs to change out of my wet clothes. Heero was
not the one to keep me waiting. If he called, he is twenty minutes
away, max, and I don't know how long ago he called. I'm glad Duo and
Wufei caught a movie. That would give Heero and me time to talk alone
and see how things have been going. Right.
***
I was wearing my gray jogging pants with a white thermal shirt. I had
my black bugs bunny socks on that Duo and Heero gave to me last
Christmas. To keep my socks protected from the tile floor, I had on
my purple house slippers. I'm pretty sure that Heero would come
alone. In other words, he wouldn't bring Relena. I would hate to have
her see me dressed in this way, but then again this is my home and I
will do whatever I wish. Still, it would be kind of disconcerting if
she was here, since I am sure we are going to be talking about her.
I could hear Sophie laughing as I walked into the kitchen. Heero
always saw Sophie as a mother figure. We all did. But seeing Heero
out of the office and away from Relena was a shock. He looked good.
He wore the black loose slacks I let him have because I never wore
black anyway, and a white cotton shirt with short sleeves. The pants
hung loosely but securely from his hips, and the white t-shirt
greedily hung to every curve of muscle on his chest. No matter how
good he looked, the best part was him laughing. He was trying to get
a taste of the beef stew Sophie was cooking, and every time he tried
to stick his finger in it, she would pop his knuckles with the wooden
spoon. After the third pop, I cleared my throat to get his attention.
"Odin." I said quietly.
He turned from laughing with Sophie and walked towards me, embracing
me with a hug that left me breathless. Literally. You would think
that the guy's grip wouldn't be as strong after a year of doing paper
work. "Can't....bre-athe..."
"Oh, sorry." He released me, looking a little bit sheepish.
I smiled, shaking my head for the apology I know he didn't mean. "No
big deal. Please, have a seat." Forever the host. That's me.
He took the seat that Duo sat in earlier, and I sat opposite of him.
I had a flashback of those two fussing over the chair every time
there was a meal, because it was the closest one to the window.
Actually, both the chair Heero sat in and the one I sat in were the
closest to the window without having your back to it, but neither one
of them wanted to sit separately from each other. So Duo always won,
because Heero did not want to see him unhappy. Why did things change?
He already had his coffee, and Sophie brought me my scotch along with
the newspaper. Heero raised an eyebrow at me, his expression
unreadable. I want to say it might be the look of shock maybe, or
surprise. There is no telling with Heero. I already knew the question
running through his head. "I wanted to have a drink this evening for
the discussion, to help me relax."
"Oh." He said. "So you think that what I want to talk about will
upset you that much that you need a drink?" He smiled, clearly amused.
"Heavens no! Odin, what did I just say?" I said, also amused. It felt
good to use his name. He told all of us his real name after Libra was
destroyed. The only time any of us have used it was when we were sure
that we were in safe company or privacy. It just seemed so...personal
to us that he would even bother to tell us. Other than that, I
wouldn't dare breathe it in public, especially in front of Relena. I
don't know if she knew his real name or not, but I wasn't going to be
the one to tell her. This was something between us pilots. That she
can never destroy with any kiss.
As much as I would like to reminisce with him, its time to get down
to business. "What did you want to talk to me about?"
The smile eased off of his face into a frown. Not good. "The party
that Duo threw for the recruits."
"Oh not again." I groaned, and covered my face with my hands. I
should've known. But I heard a soft chuckle from across the table,
and spread my fingers to see a smirk across his once stone face.
"It's not your fault Quatre. Duo is old enough and smart enough to
know right from wrong. At first, I didn't know what to think. But now
its not a big deal. The recruits see her as someone with a sense of
humor, and respect her even more, so no harm has been done. He can
come to work tomorrow."
I breathed a huge sign of relief. I couldn't help it. One less thing
to worry about--wait, he can come to work tomorrow? Oh dear.
My face is too readable. Heero practically jumped in my lap. "What's
wrong Quatre?"
I reached over to the side of the table where the laptop rested.
Underneath it was Duo's resignation letter, and I pulled it out to
give to Heero. He took it and glanced over it, his trained eyes
picking up everything at an inhuman speed. Within seven seconds he
stood in front of me, red faced. "He's quitting?!"
"Yes," was my reply.
"Why?!"
"The letter's in your hand Odin. You tell me."
"This is bullshit! Why would he quit because," he held up the letter
and read out loud, "he feels he won't be able to complete his duties
as the vice foreign minister's elite imperial bodyguard?"
"If he makes a mistake, then SHE will be the one to suffer for it,
and peace may be threatened!"
"That's bullshit Quatre! He is the best at his job! She can't even
catch a cold when he is by her side. Now he wants to leave?! What
else is going on?"
I drank the glass in one gulp and walked to the counter to get a
refill. Sophie was standing by the stove, trying to ignore our
conversation. I touched her on the shoulder and excused her, feeling
her discomfort. She turned to argue when I told her I would watch the
soup, so she turned off the stove and reluctantly left. After downing
another glass, I watched Heero pace the kitchen, glaring at the
letter enough that should've burned a hole in it.
After another moment of pacing and glaring, he balled up the letter
and threw it in the trash. "I will not accept it."
I rolled my eyes and poured myself another glass. He still thinks he
can control everything. The more things change, the more they stay
the same, I swear. "It is not up to you to accept it. If he wants to
quit then he will do so, with or without your permission."
He stopped pacing and fixed me with an intense death glare. "And
you're not going to stop him?"
I sighed. This is not going to go well at all. "I stopped him once
before. This time I have to agree with his decision. The work
environment is unacceptable. Everyone is going head over heels over
this Odin. Sally and I got into a fight today over you two! I can't
focus on my job, and nobody else can for that matter either. No one
should have to walk on egg shells," hopefully, I got the expression
right, Duo uses so many, "because they are afraid of offending either
you or Duo or Relena. You can't have them both you know."
The look he gave me when I said that would have curdled milk. I drank
the whole glass with another gulp. The less I could feel my body, the
better, since it appears I might just lose an arm tonight. "You still
didn't answer my question. What else is going on?"
I shook my head, my longer, half dry hair tickling my ears. "You have
to ask *him*. It's not my place to say."
He took two deliberate steps towards me. Well, at least I had the
chance to experience what it was like to have two working legs. "You
are his best friend. Hell, brother, whatever you two call yourselves.
I don't care if it isn't your place, tell me what I want to know."
Father, looks like I will be seeing you soon. "He won't tell you
because I asked him not to."
Both of us turned to see Duo, Sally and Wufei standing not five feet
from us, with bags from the mall. Duo walked over to the garbage can
and pulled out the crumbled letter. Smoothing it out on the counter,
he walked over to Heero to give it to him, which Heero promptly
slapped out of his hand. Nice Heero, real nice. The letter floated
briefly and landed lightly on the floor, where Duo picked it up and
this time, laid it on the counter.
"It doesn't matter anymore. This would be your copy. I sent it to
Relena and Zechs by email. They should've received theirs hours ago."
"You what?!" I didn't know that, and my outburst proved it. But I got
worried about Duo, so I stood close behind Heero, waiting for him to
try and attack him or strangle him or something. By this time Rashid
had also come into the kitchen, which made me feel better. Yeah,
Heero is strong, but Rashid is strong plus bigger. He can't fight all
five of us. Sort of.
"The Duo I know wouldn't quit. He would stick it out." Heero said
calmly.
Duo shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly. "Yeah well, this ain't war.
This is my life. I can't stand by and watch you and her together. It
hurts too much. I had you all during the war, both of them, and the
time here with Quatre, and *that* she can never take away from me. I
will always have that. We could still be friends, if you want. That's
up to you. But I can't pine after you for the rest of my life,
though. I have to move on, and leaving the Preventers is the first
step. Hell, Quatre's even considering leaving."
Heero snapped his head around so fast I'm surprised he didn't break
his neck. He just glared at me with those cold, calculating, prussian
blue eyes. I wanted to drop my head and cower in shame, but my
upbringing wouldn't allow it, plus the fact that this is my life too.
We don't need his approval for our decisions.
"You might resign too." He made it sound more like a statement than a
question.
All I said was "yeah."
"Like I said, what else is going on?"
"Just what are you implying Heero?" Duo asked angrily. I flinched for
Heero. Duo use to never call him that, ever since he knew what his
real name was, even in public. Now, when he did use his codename, it
was like an insult almost. Heero once told me that the way Duo would
say his name, his real name, was the most wonderful sound in the
universe. I felt Heero's heart ache, but what it ached for is another
mystery.
"I am implying that you and Quatre are sleeping together!" Now he
took a step towards Duo.
"So what if we are?!"
Uh oh. Did I really say that? The way Heero glared at me, yep, I said
it. Where on earth and the colonies did that come from? I don't
remember even thinking the question and out it came. My mouth and I
are going to have to have a talk. Sure. Won't that be interesting. I
can see it now, `mouth, what did you say that for?' and it
answers `sorry Quatre, I had to say it.' Right. They would put my
behind in the loony bin for sure.
"So, you two are together then! No wonder Trowa wanted nothing to do
with you. Flaunting Duo in front of him, like he was some sort of
treasure you found. Why didn't you just fuck him in front of Trowa–"
"That's it! Get out! Out Heero! This has nothing to do with him, this
is a personal problem you have! Get the hell out of my house!" I
yelled from the bottom of my stomach. Heero and I were now nose to
nose. I felt my hands curl up into tight, tiny fists and my breathing
was short and very ragged. Oh Allah, please help me. It is taking all
of my strength and willpower not to hit him. I know that right now I
am upset that he would insult me and Duo in front of Wufei and Sally.
This was undignified. Later, I know that I will be hurt and crushed
by his harsh words, and hearing Trowa's name always hurt me.
I could see in the corner of my eye that Duo, Wufei and Sally were
trying to hold Rashid back, but were losing the battle quickly.
Luckily, Sophie came to the rescue. She had already retrieved Heero's
black trench coat and gently grabbed my shoulders, pulling me away
from him.
"Master Quatre, please step back." Unwillingly, I complied. I know he
wouldn't dare raise a hand at me with Sophie in between us.
When I stepped back, I heard crunching underneath my feet. Looking
down, I saw the shards that was once my glass. How on earth and the
colonies did that get down there? I don't remember putting it down.
Maybe that's why. Man, that was my favorite glass too.
Sophie stood in between us and held out his coat, which he slipped
into, maintaining his evil glare but with an air of detachment that I
was uncomfortable with. It reminded me of the other part of Heero,
the brutal soldier. Putting on his matching hat, he headed out of the
kitchen, and paused in the archway, looking us over.
"Fuck you both," he said, as coldly as ever, and quickly turned and
left. His footsteps echoed on the tile floor, sending us its morse
code in ripples, until they ceased, where the sound of the door being
slammed into the wall cued us that he left, but that the door was
still open. I followed behind him to close it, but before I did I
watch him move towards the driveway. He didn't look back. Sighing, I
closed the door. There was a hole in the wall. What is it that those
two have to destroy something at every turn?!
Looking at the knob, I noticed that my hands were shaking. In fact, I
could feel my whole body shaking and my erratic heartbeat. I needed a
drink, and the more the merrier I would be.
Poor Sophie. She was very upset. Heero and Duo were her favorites,
and to see them behave that way really upset her. As Rashid tried to
calm her down, I could see the tears threatening to spill from behind
her eyes. This was too much for all of us.
I walked back into the kitchen, and pulled her from Rashid into a
hug. She did calm down a bit then. "Sophie, don't worry about
cleaning up the broken glass, and don't worry about dinner. Do it
tomorrow, or you know what? I'll do it. You two take the night off.
Duo and I would rather be alone anyway." Rashid made to protest but I
held my hand up, gesturing for silence.
"Its okay, Rashid, we'll be fine. You two go out and relax. Duo and I
will clean up. It will give us something constructive to do, instead
of destructive." I tried to add a little bit of humor, but it wasn't
well received. I guess humor is Duo's department.
"As you wish, Master Quatre." Rashid sighed reluctantly and left,
taking the sobbing Sophie in his wake. I turned to Sally and Wufei,
trying to prepare myself mentally for the rant of my life that I was
sure would follow. But all I saw were Sally's eyes, which at this
time, took up her face. They grew beyond the size of saucers. She was
hurt. Wufei was steaming with rage, but quietly. To be honest, if
Wufei is upset, and he's not ranting and foaming at the mouth like a
rabid dog from the ninth circle of hell, be afraid. Be very afraid.
He could power a locomotive off his temper on a normal day, not to
imagine when he is angry. I don't need this. Man, I don't need this.
"Quatre, I'm so sorry, I didn't know things were that bad–" Sally
began but I shook my head at the apology, my now dry hair tickling my
ears. How could anyone know how bad things really were?
"How long were you all standing there?"
"Long enough," Duo stated, "from where he said that he wouldn't
accept this." He held up the letter, mimicking Heero's movements.
This is going to be a loooooong night.
"Fei, if you would–"
"Don't worry, we're leaving and we'll deal with this when all of us
are calmer. We'll show ourselves out." He tried to be composed, but
his voice betrayed him.
"Thank you." I whispered, completely drained. Wufei bowed slightly,
held Sally by the elbow and guided her out of the kitchen, while
words of apology still fell from her lips. In ten seconds flat they
were gone.
I waved solemnly as the Mercedes drove away, locked the front door,
glared at the hole in the wall and went back into the kitchen. Duo
remained standing in the same spot, staring at the crumbled letter in
disbelief. However, the tears came unwillingly from his eyes.
First I grabbed a wet washcloth and got up the broken glass, and
tossed it into the trash. When I was satisfied that there weren't any
shards left, I went to the cabinets and pulled out the rest of the
scotch, two bottles of tequila, a thing of vodka, some moonshine,
apple schnapps, and my personal best friend, MD 20/20. I laid out the
various bottles for approval, and was rewarded with a "hell yeah"
from Duo.
What bottles I couldn't carry, he did and in five minutes flat we
were in my room, on the elephant size bed, bent on getting drunk to
the point of death. The events kept replaying themselves in my mind,
and I tried to figure out what I could've done to prevent the fight.
The more I thought it over, the more I realized that, no matter how
much I wished otherwise, it was all on Heero.
"Duo, I'm sorry for telling Heero you were quitting and the comment–"
"Don't be," he interrupted, wiping the tears from his face. "You were
right. What if we were sleeping together? He dumped me! Who is he to
tell me who I sleep with? Or you? He doesn't own us. That was always
his problem. He's so damn possessive. You know what? Fuck him too!"
"Yeah, fuck him too!" I chimed. Clanging our glasses together, we
both drank to that.
Before I was too far gone, I went over to the computer in my room,
and brought up the word perfect program. At least, I hope it was word
perfect. Anyway, I tried to shake away the fuzziness from my brain,
as I began moving my fingers swiftly across the keyboard. Duo sat
down next to me, holding the vodka to his chest like a life line. I
took a quick swig of the moonshine as I typed in the beginning of my
sentence.
'I, Quatre Raberba Winner, hereby resign from my post......'
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*Authors Notes* I know there isn't any supporting evidence that Odin
Lowe Jr. is Heero's real name, but I wanted to use it anyway to
convey how close the pilots really are, that they know each other's
pasts and true identities and stuff. Since this is my fic, I can do
whatever I want. So that's my reason, so no one will be mislead.
© 2001 by KKChitown. Please do not remove without permission.
