Gundam Wing Fan Fiction / GetBackers Fan Fiction / Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction ❯ Consequences of our past ❯ Chapter 14 a ( Chapter 14 )

 

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Chapter 14

 

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Wu Fei sighed as he rubbed his temple in an effort to relieve the headache that was beginning to form. “He was right, too. Not even half a block later and we had six cycles on our tail. Quatre shot two of their bikes causing them to explode upon impact. Another one took a turn too sharply, lost control and crashed into a fuel tanker, and I managed to evade the last three.”

 

“Do you ever get tired of being underestimated by the bad guys?” Duo scoffed.

 

“I don't think we were being underestimated, Duo.” Wu Fei objected. “It was almost as if they weren't even trying- like they wanted us to escape…”

 

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“They're gone.” The Chinese Preventer announced as he turned onto another road.

 

“That was too easy.” Quatre shook his head, tightening his grip on his partner's waist. “These people should be professionals…”

 

“Maybe we're giving them too much credit?” Wu Fei suggested.

 

“Or maybe they're trying to get us to lower our guard…” The empath replied, wincing as they went over a rocky patch of the road, jarring his strained body.

 

“Where to?”

 

“My place… I need to get out of these hospital clothes. I resemble a person who's escaped from the psyche ward.”

 

Wu Fei chuckled at that, “Is that wise? They could be waiting for us.”

 

“I think it's better then letting them know where you live.” The blonde reasoned, “No reason for both of our places to be trashed… also… I want to know what Trowa took.”

 

“Took?” The teen raised an eyebrow, encouraging the other boy to continue. He received no response, however, besides the grasp around his waist tightening again for a brief moment before relaxing once more.

 

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Ginji Amano and his partner, both in business and in love, Ban Midou frowned as they surveyed the shambles that once resembled Makubex's mother computer. When Juubei's sister, Sakura, came to the restaurant looking for help, the pair didn't want to believe that something could have happened to the computer-generated boy. They had willing returned to the Limitless Fortress to check up on the genius.

 

“Ban?” The blonde whimpered, “What happened? Where is he?”

 

“Makubex!?” Sakura called, frantically searching for her lover. “Makubex!?”

 

“Ginj, I want you to light up the room.” The Jagan user ordered.

 

“Sure, Ban.” The younger adult nodded, allowing his natural voltage to power up and illuminated the dank room.

 

Once visibility had improved, the Get Backers took a second look around the room. In the far corner, beneath some fallen computer screens and cables, was a strange, sporadic flickering of light.

 

“Makubex!” Ginji called, rushing to move the debris. “Answer me, Makubex!”

 

“G-Ginji…” a quiet voice whimpered when the small teenager was able to look upon his friend.

 

The Lightening Emperor just froze in shock. The boy-genius that lay before him was transparent and what little they could see of the younger man was frizzing in and out of focus. “What happened!?” The blonde electric eel demanded, “Makubex, what's wrong!?”

 

The computer-generated boy grimaced as if in pain, “A-a virus… I-I can't stop it… they destroyed… my… computer… They didn't… want… me… to… see...”

 

“See what?” The dangerous tone of the emperor was beginning to replace the carefree chattering of Ginji Amano. “Who did this?”

 

“Rozen kruetz…” The boy managed before his ice blue eyes slid shut and his virtual body flickered dangerously.

 

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Minutes later, Wu Fei had the blonde in the apartment that Quatre was temporarily renting. After sitting the smaller teen down at his table, he shifted through various cupboards searching for a kettle, tea and cups. “When was the last time you ate anything?” Wu Fei asked when the rumbling of the empath's stomach echoed in the room.

 

“While we were talking with Kazu…” the boy whispered, hiding a grimace of pain.

 

The Chinese boy went to the fridge in pursuit of some nutritious ingredients. “Quatre, where is all of your food?”

 

“I just got this place yesterday. I haven't been able to go to the store yet.”

 

“How about I order out then?” Wu Fei suggested, taking out his cell phone, “Chinese?”

 

“Coincidence?” Quatre teased half-heartedly.

 

The Oriental rolled his eyes, “It's healthier than Pizza and I didn't remember if you liked Thai, okay?”

 

“Chinese is fine.” The Arabian replied in a low voice.

 

“Then give me a minute.” He requested, speed-dialing his favorite eat-out. The empath's apartment was outside the restaurant's delivery circle, however, they knew Wu Fei rather well and for a few extra dollars, wouldn't mind bringing their food the extra distance. “After I order, I'll take a look at your injuries to make sure that no additional damage was caused.”

 

The blonde nodded before asking, “Why are you being nice to me? Are you just building it up until my guard is down before you let me have it? I mean… Why aren't you yelling at me?”

 

“Some things are more important… Besides… I promised not to lie anymore.” The Chinese teen murmured, waiting for the phone to be answered while watching the defeated posture of his exceptionally strong partner. After a few moments, his call was picked up and Wu Fei quickly stated their order and the address it was to be delivered to. Upon hanging up, he asked, “Where is your first aid kit?”

 

“In a box in the bathroom.” The Arabian answered promptly, purposely avoiding eye contact with his partner.

 

With a curt nod, the Preventer left to fetch the necessary supplies. Upon his return, Wu Fei noticed how quiet and withdrawn the other teen had become. “Quatre?” He prodded, resting his hand gently on his seated partner's shoulder.

 

“Chang…” The empath whispered, “I… I need to ask a favor of you.”

 

Onyx eyes scrutinized the new-type as he hunched over himself, blonde flaxen locks over-shadowing azure eyes. He could hear the strain in that usually commanding voice, giving it a vulnerable tone, “Anything.”

 

Slender fingers raked against pale shoulders as Quatre hugged himself tighter. “Please… leave.”

 

“Why!?”

 

“I-I can't… I can't take this much longer…” The teen shuddered, “I don't want to be seen as weak anymore…”

 

“I think you're very strong, Quatre.” Wu Fei commended. “I admire you a lot despite what my past behavior indicates… and… I love you.”

 

Pain-filled eyes turned to him in disbelief. With a gentle smile, the Preventer knelt before the Arabian and lifted the smaller teen's chin. “Even the strongest warrior knows when to ask for help, Quatre.” He told him before leaning in and kissing the startled empath. Pulling back, Wu Fei was concerned to see tears slipping down white cheeks. Wiping them away with his thumb, he whispered, “Let me help you. Let me be your strength…”

 

Several moments passed as Quatre sat there seemingly oblivious to the deep confessions Wu Fei had made, before crumpling into a boneless heap in the Asian's arms, weeping.

 

A bit unnerved to see his fellow ex-pilot falling apart, Wu Fei held the smaller teen tightly, offering what meager comfort he could.

 

“I-I'm s-sorry!” Quatre gasped, trying to regain control of himself. “I-I usually h-handle… this b-better!”

 

“Your empathy?”

 

The smaller teen nodded.

“It's okay.” The Chinese boy soothed, not knowing what else to do. “Have you ever tried meditation? It calms your spiritual and mental states and gives them focus as well as balance.”

 

“H. t-tried to show me…” The blonde sniffled, his arms leaving Wu Fei's body to encircle himself in a useless effort to quell the shakes that racked his small frame.

 

“What happened?”

 

“He decided that it would be more advantageous that I controlled my empathy without a crutch.”

 

“Yeah, I can see that's working real well.” Wu Fei scoffed.

 

“It really hasn't been an issue… I've learned to accept others emotions as white noise and filter out the ones I need.”

 

“Then why did it get so out of control?”

 

“Stress? I dunno… Between you and Omi, then Trowa and the hospital… It was too much, I guess.”

 

With a raised eyebrow, Wu Fei couldn't keep from asking, “I understand Omi, Trowa and the hospital. Those are a lot of strong negative emotions all in a short time span. You really didn't get any time to recuperate… But me!?”

 

“You are a jumbled storm of emotions, Fei.” Quatre explained, burying his face in his partner's well-toned chest and relaxing in that supporting strength. “You can't decide whether to hate me or not, self depreciation and denial, anger, protectiveness…” The blonde shook his head, “And others I can't identify. For all your meditation, Wu Fei, you are not a calm person.”

 

“Just imagine how horrible I'd be if I didn't meditate.” The Chinese boy replied with a chuckle, “Anyways, it sounds to me like you need a vacation.”

 

“No, we need to find Nagi.” Quatre stated firmly. “When we find him, Omi's pain will heal; I'll know what happened to Trowa and you… you can finally get your wish and be rid of me.”

 

“Don't say that!” Wu Fei ordered, shaking the pale shoulders roughly, forcing the empath to turn and meet his eyes. “Don't presume to know what is in my heart!”

 

“But I can feel it…” Quatre protested. “The desire to be rid of me is so strong…”

 

“If I wanted to be rid of you, do you really think I'd have stayed with you at the hospital? Do you believe that I'd be kneeling here right now?” The ebony haired teen shook his head, “Would I have kissed you?”

 

The overwhelmed empath sighed sadly, “Are you still lying?”

 

“No. I'm not lying to you. There is something I want to be rid of, but it's not you.” The Preventer denied, leaning in and kissing the other boy tenderly on the lips.

 

Quatre resisted the kiss at first, but quickly melted into it as his heart relished in the strong emotions his partner was emanating. “Fei…” he whimpered, pushing away slightly, his eyes clenched tightly shut. “Don't play mind games with me…”

 

“No game.” The Chinese boy promised, pulling the other into a much more willing, needier and deeper kiss. Encouraged by the enticing responses the smaller teen offered, Wu Fei soon had his partner on the kitchen floor.

 

They didn't hear the delivery boy's knock.

 

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To be continued…