Dark World, chapter 10
Posted: Mon Jul 24, 2006 4:43 pm
Here's the next chapter, such as it is. I will hopefully have the next chapter out by late Friday, since I work the next two nights. *grumble* Too bad I can't work on this at work. *sigh* Anyhoot, enjoy.
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Dark World
chapter 10
by: Lady Saffir
Rating: PG/PG-13
DISCLAIMER: I unfortunately don't own the characters associated with Gundam Wing. Believe me - the story-line would have had much more kissing had I any say.
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It took ten excruiating minutes to get Trowa into the house, up the stairs, and into his room. Quatre and I argued the entire way.
"Relena, what are you doing here?" Quatre had demanded to know immediately upon seeing me.
"Washing my hair, what does it look like,"I had snapped back, trying to assess how badly hurt Trowa was, and if there was anything I could do about it.
/I'll...live/ Trowa whispered in my mind, even his mental voice sounding hurt and full of pain.
"Ha!" I exclaimed, manuevering around a large potted plant. "You might live, but right now you look like shit. Stop talking and focus on healing, Trowa," I ordered, reaching out to grasp the knob to his bedroom.
Quatre glared at the taller man. "You knew she was my friend, and you didn't think to perhaps mention this. Or did Heero forbid you from telling me?" he growled.
By this point we had reached Trowa's bed, and we both shoved Trowa onto the bed, turning to glare at each other, ignoring the hiss of pain that floated up to our ears.
"Don't you dare to act all high and mighty," I hissed, stepping forward to poke Quatre in the chest. "You've kept secrets from me, so don't act all shocked and hurt when someone does it to you."
Quatre grabbed my wrist, yanking me close to him. "How many steps, Relena? How many steps have you taken with Heero?"
I could only stare up in shock at my friend. This was a side of Quatre I had never seen. His eyes, usually so warm and friendly, were now like ice, his voice a sharp hiss that made me want to flinch back for fear of being hurt.
"Two," I answered defiantly, primed and ready to have an all out fight with Quatre.
My answer shocked Quatre back into himself, and with a sigh he leaned down to place his forhead against mine.
"Oh, Relena," he whispered. "This isn't how I meant for it to be."
/Relena! I need you now!/ Wufei yelled, causing me to whirl and bolt for the door. Quatre's hand on my arm stopped me, and I spun around, slapping at the restraining limb.
"Let me go! Heero needs me!" I pulled out of Quatre's grasp, slipping through the door and running full speed down the hall to where Heero lay.
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Quatre turned back to the bed that held his wounded friend, unbuttoning his sleeve as he approached.
"You have a lot of explaining to do," he said, offering his wrist to the injured man. "But first," Quatre hissed, wincing at the feeling of teeth none too gently breaking the skin, "we need to get you healed."
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I flew into Heero's room, which was oddly quiet, considering the circumstances. Duo was already there, at Heero's side, helping Wufei hold Heero down as he thrashed about the bed. As I stepped up to the bed I couldn't help the gasp that escaped. Heero's chest was riddled with what had to be bullet holes, intermittently splayed open with what looked like knife wounds. His arms were criss crossed with more knife slashes, deep bruising already beginning to spread about his body like a patch work quilt. His face was undamaged but held a sheen of sweat, eyes closed with a fierce grimace etched into his features.
"Heero?"
At the sound of my voice Heero stilled, then surged against his captor's arms. He launched himself from the bed at me, the force of his body hitting mine, sending us to the floor in a rush that left me winded. Sharp and sudden pain exploded in my neck, as Heero bit down with a fierceness that brought a short scream to my lips. I closed my eyes at the pain, soft whimpers escaping every few seconds.
My hands flailed about, searching for something to hold on to. Someone's hand grabbed my own, causing my eyes to open as I stared into Duo's worried face.
"It'll be okay, Relena," Duo promised, tightening his grip. "We won't let him go too far, just enough to heal."
"What?" I managed to gasp.
"He needs blood to heal, Relena, more than any one person can provide and live," Wufei explained, his head popping up over Duo's shoulder. I felt his fingers on my wrist, monitoring my pulse, which I could feel wildly beating in my chest. "Duo's already let Heero feed, so now it's your turn."
"Then we'll both sleep with him and by tomorrow night he'll hopefully be healed," Duo added, causing my heart to lurch before resuming its mad race.
"What?!"
"Idiot," Wufei hissed at Duo. "You'll actually sleep, Relena, not have sex. Touching our Companions helps us to heal while we sleep through the day. Admittedly, the more skin touching the better, but you'll have clothes on, I promise."
A thread of nausea wove through my stomach.
"I think I'm going to be sick," I whispered, bringing up one hand to push ineffectually at Heero's shoulder. He didn't budge, and I turned to Duo, rapidly blinking to try and keep him in focus.
I could distantly hear Duo and Wufei trying to catch Heero's attention to make him stop, but it was all background noise to me, my whole focus on Heero's mouth were he pulled at the skin of my neck, each swallow bringing the darkness one step further.
"Heero," I whispered, my hand falling limply from his shoulder.
/Heero/
My thoughts became hazy, the only concern I could focus and hold on to was that the man above me would be all right.
/Heero/
I felt myself begin to slip into the waiting darkness, when a dark hand reached down and pulled me back.
/Heero?/
/Relena/ Fear and relief threaded through his voice. /Fool. Why did you come in here?/
/Because I love you/
I distantly felt someone pick me up and gently deposit me on the bed in a sitting position, someone behind me to help keep me upright. I felt the lip of a glass touch my lips, and squeezed my lips together, not wanting anything to drink.
/Relena, you need to drink this/ Wufei's voice was full of worry, pulling me back to myself.
/Why/ I thought, only half interested. My thoughts were loose and flying about my head, and the mental image of little notes of paper whizzing about made me giggle.
/RELENA/
/Don't yell/ I thought irritably. /And why are we talking like this? I hate talking like this, it feels weird in my head/ Confident I had made a point, I nodded sharply, almost tumbling forward, only to be caught by strong arms.
/Because you aren't able to form a coherent sentence at the moment/ came Wufei's reply. /Stop trying to move around, open your mouth and drink/
/Drink, Relena/ Heero's command was strong, and I found myself opening my mouth and swallowing the vile mixture that was poured down my throat. I sputtered as I swallowed, cursing.
/This tastes like shit. Find whoever made it and tell them they need a strawberry flavor/ I hmmmmed at the thought of strawberries, letting my head fall back against a strong chest. I mmmmed again, snuggling myself back more firmly against whoever held me.
/You feel good/ I told the body, enjoying the warmth emanating from the arms wrapped around me.
/Thanks/ came Duo's amused reply.
I tried to swim up out of the murkiness that fogged my brain.
/Where's Heero? And why am I drunk. I shouldn't be drunk, I haven't had anything to drink. Besides, I'm not legal yet/ I reasoned, trying in vain to open my eyes.
/You aren't drunk, and your secret's safe with us. When is your birthday?/
/Hmmm? Oh, um...September 25th. I think/
I could feel Duo's amusement. /We'll get you good and drunk for your twenty-first birthday, but I promise that right now you aren't drunk. You're just feeling the effects of large blood loss./
/Plus I slipped you something in your drink/ Wufei added.
/Damnit! Oh, hell, who cares. Where's Heero. He's hurt, you know. He should be in bed. Mmmmmmm....Heero..../
/Stop!/
/Don't think those thoughts, for the love of god, Relena/
Wufei and Duo's voices crashed into my head, causing me to try and slap both hands to my ears. I missed, and smacked Duo in the face instead.
/Oops/ I giggled, crashing back against Duo's chest. /Sorry. Where's Heero?/
/She's like a dog with a bone/ Wufei huffed.
/'M not, just worried. He's hurt/ I reiterated. /And old. Not good to deal with so much when you're his age/
/I'm not quite ready for the nursing home just yet, Relena/ Heero whispered through my head, his dry amusement making me smile in response. /I wanted to check on Trowa, and now I'm getting your pajamas/
/Pajamas? Why? Is it bedtime already?/
I felt slip Duo slip from behind me, and I shivered once from the cold before another warm body was behind me.
/Heero/ I sighed, snuggling back into him.
/Yes. Time to get into your pajamas, Relena/
/Wait. Duo/
/He's in the bathroom changing into his own/
Heero's words took any resistance I might have had, and I felt the comforting feel of my cotton tank and shorts slide on. I felt myself being pulled under the covers, Heero's weight a comforting presence behind me. A moment later I felt the bed dip again.
/Duo/
/Right here, babe/ I felt Duo's hand pat my arm, and I snuggled back down into Heero, the oddness of the sleeping arrangements barely pricking my discomfort.
/It's for tonight. We all have much healing to do/ Heero assured me, wrapping an arm around my waist.
/Kay/
I drifted off to sleep, not hearing Heero's next words.
/I love you, too/
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Just to clear the air, blood loss can make you go a bit loopy. Or it might just make you unconscious. Luckily, Relena has another way to communicate other than verbally. Add that to narcotics and you're a bit silly. Next up, it's Duo's turn to have a chat, and Heero shows us exactly why it's bad for him to have lots of power, and be unconscious.
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Dark World
chapter 10
by: Lady Saffir
Rating: PG/PG-13
DISCLAIMER: I unfortunately don't own the characters associated with Gundam Wing. Believe me - the story-line would have had much more kissing had I any say.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
It took ten excruiating minutes to get Trowa into the house, up the stairs, and into his room. Quatre and I argued the entire way.
"Relena, what are you doing here?" Quatre had demanded to know immediately upon seeing me.
"Washing my hair, what does it look like,"I had snapped back, trying to assess how badly hurt Trowa was, and if there was anything I could do about it.
/I'll...live/ Trowa whispered in my mind, even his mental voice sounding hurt and full of pain.
"Ha!" I exclaimed, manuevering around a large potted plant. "You might live, but right now you look like shit. Stop talking and focus on healing, Trowa," I ordered, reaching out to grasp the knob to his bedroom.
Quatre glared at the taller man. "You knew she was my friend, and you didn't think to perhaps mention this. Or did Heero forbid you from telling me?" he growled.
By this point we had reached Trowa's bed, and we both shoved Trowa onto the bed, turning to glare at each other, ignoring the hiss of pain that floated up to our ears.
"Don't you dare to act all high and mighty," I hissed, stepping forward to poke Quatre in the chest. "You've kept secrets from me, so don't act all shocked and hurt when someone does it to you."
Quatre grabbed my wrist, yanking me close to him. "How many steps, Relena? How many steps have you taken with Heero?"
I could only stare up in shock at my friend. This was a side of Quatre I had never seen. His eyes, usually so warm and friendly, were now like ice, his voice a sharp hiss that made me want to flinch back for fear of being hurt.
"Two," I answered defiantly, primed and ready to have an all out fight with Quatre.
My answer shocked Quatre back into himself, and with a sigh he leaned down to place his forhead against mine.
"Oh, Relena," he whispered. "This isn't how I meant for it to be."
/Relena! I need you now!/ Wufei yelled, causing me to whirl and bolt for the door. Quatre's hand on my arm stopped me, and I spun around, slapping at the restraining limb.
"Let me go! Heero needs me!" I pulled out of Quatre's grasp, slipping through the door and running full speed down the hall to where Heero lay.
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Quatre turned back to the bed that held his wounded friend, unbuttoning his sleeve as he approached.
"You have a lot of explaining to do," he said, offering his wrist to the injured man. "But first," Quatre hissed, wincing at the feeling of teeth none too gently breaking the skin, "we need to get you healed."
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I flew into Heero's room, which was oddly quiet, considering the circumstances. Duo was already there, at Heero's side, helping Wufei hold Heero down as he thrashed about the bed. As I stepped up to the bed I couldn't help the gasp that escaped. Heero's chest was riddled with what had to be bullet holes, intermittently splayed open with what looked like knife wounds. His arms were criss crossed with more knife slashes, deep bruising already beginning to spread about his body like a patch work quilt. His face was undamaged but held a sheen of sweat, eyes closed with a fierce grimace etched into his features.
"Heero?"
At the sound of my voice Heero stilled, then surged against his captor's arms. He launched himself from the bed at me, the force of his body hitting mine, sending us to the floor in a rush that left me winded. Sharp and sudden pain exploded in my neck, as Heero bit down with a fierceness that brought a short scream to my lips. I closed my eyes at the pain, soft whimpers escaping every few seconds.
My hands flailed about, searching for something to hold on to. Someone's hand grabbed my own, causing my eyes to open as I stared into Duo's worried face.
"It'll be okay, Relena," Duo promised, tightening his grip. "We won't let him go too far, just enough to heal."
"What?" I managed to gasp.
"He needs blood to heal, Relena, more than any one person can provide and live," Wufei explained, his head popping up over Duo's shoulder. I felt his fingers on my wrist, monitoring my pulse, which I could feel wildly beating in my chest. "Duo's already let Heero feed, so now it's your turn."
"Then we'll both sleep with him and by tomorrow night he'll hopefully be healed," Duo added, causing my heart to lurch before resuming its mad race.
"What?!"
"Idiot," Wufei hissed at Duo. "You'll actually sleep, Relena, not have sex. Touching our Companions helps us to heal while we sleep through the day. Admittedly, the more skin touching the better, but you'll have clothes on, I promise."
A thread of nausea wove through my stomach.
"I think I'm going to be sick," I whispered, bringing up one hand to push ineffectually at Heero's shoulder. He didn't budge, and I turned to Duo, rapidly blinking to try and keep him in focus.
I could distantly hear Duo and Wufei trying to catch Heero's attention to make him stop, but it was all background noise to me, my whole focus on Heero's mouth were he pulled at the skin of my neck, each swallow bringing the darkness one step further.
"Heero," I whispered, my hand falling limply from his shoulder.
/Heero/
My thoughts became hazy, the only concern I could focus and hold on to was that the man above me would be all right.
/Heero/
I felt myself begin to slip into the waiting darkness, when a dark hand reached down and pulled me back.
/Heero?/
/Relena/ Fear and relief threaded through his voice. /Fool. Why did you come in here?/
/Because I love you/
I distantly felt someone pick me up and gently deposit me on the bed in a sitting position, someone behind me to help keep me upright. I felt the lip of a glass touch my lips, and squeezed my lips together, not wanting anything to drink.
/Relena, you need to drink this/ Wufei's voice was full of worry, pulling me back to myself.
/Why/ I thought, only half interested. My thoughts were loose and flying about my head, and the mental image of little notes of paper whizzing about made me giggle.
/RELENA/
/Don't yell/ I thought irritably. /And why are we talking like this? I hate talking like this, it feels weird in my head/ Confident I had made a point, I nodded sharply, almost tumbling forward, only to be caught by strong arms.
/Because you aren't able to form a coherent sentence at the moment/ came Wufei's reply. /Stop trying to move around, open your mouth and drink/
/Drink, Relena/ Heero's command was strong, and I found myself opening my mouth and swallowing the vile mixture that was poured down my throat. I sputtered as I swallowed, cursing.
/This tastes like shit. Find whoever made it and tell them they need a strawberry flavor/ I hmmmmed at the thought of strawberries, letting my head fall back against a strong chest. I mmmmed again, snuggling myself back more firmly against whoever held me.
/You feel good/ I told the body, enjoying the warmth emanating from the arms wrapped around me.
/Thanks/ came Duo's amused reply.
I tried to swim up out of the murkiness that fogged my brain.
/Where's Heero? And why am I drunk. I shouldn't be drunk, I haven't had anything to drink. Besides, I'm not legal yet/ I reasoned, trying in vain to open my eyes.
/You aren't drunk, and your secret's safe with us. When is your birthday?/
/Hmmm? Oh, um...September 25th. I think/
I could feel Duo's amusement. /We'll get you good and drunk for your twenty-first birthday, but I promise that right now you aren't drunk. You're just feeling the effects of large blood loss./
/Plus I slipped you something in your drink/ Wufei added.
/Damnit! Oh, hell, who cares. Where's Heero. He's hurt, you know. He should be in bed. Mmmmmmm....Heero..../
/Stop!/
/Don't think those thoughts, for the love of god, Relena/
Wufei and Duo's voices crashed into my head, causing me to try and slap both hands to my ears. I missed, and smacked Duo in the face instead.
/Oops/ I giggled, crashing back against Duo's chest. /Sorry. Where's Heero?/
/She's like a dog with a bone/ Wufei huffed.
/'M not, just worried. He's hurt/ I reiterated. /And old. Not good to deal with so much when you're his age/
/I'm not quite ready for the nursing home just yet, Relena/ Heero whispered through my head, his dry amusement making me smile in response. /I wanted to check on Trowa, and now I'm getting your pajamas/
/Pajamas? Why? Is it bedtime already?/
I felt slip Duo slip from behind me, and I shivered once from the cold before another warm body was behind me.
/Heero/ I sighed, snuggling back into him.
/Yes. Time to get into your pajamas, Relena/
/Wait. Duo/
/He's in the bathroom changing into his own/
Heero's words took any resistance I might have had, and I felt the comforting feel of my cotton tank and shorts slide on. I felt myself being pulled under the covers, Heero's weight a comforting presence behind me. A moment later I felt the bed dip again.
/Duo/
/Right here, babe/ I felt Duo's hand pat my arm, and I snuggled back down into Heero, the oddness of the sleeping arrangements barely pricking my discomfort.
/It's for tonight. We all have much healing to do/ Heero assured me, wrapping an arm around my waist.
/Kay/
I drifted off to sleep, not hearing Heero's next words.
/I love you, too/
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Just to clear the air, blood loss can make you go a bit loopy. Or it might just make you unconscious. Luckily, Relena has another way to communicate other than verbally. Add that to narcotics and you're a bit silly. Next up, it's Duo's turn to have a chat, and Heero shows us exactly why it's bad for him to have lots of power, and be unconscious.
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