Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ A Gundam Wing Ghost Story I & II ❯ Flashback ( Chapter 10 )
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By: Terrenis-chan 
Duo remembers his adventures with Wufei...
Anime/Manga: Gundam Wing Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Mystery / Martial Arts / Horror / Fantasy / Romance | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 10.25.2002 | Pages: 4 | Words: 3.4K | Visits: 210 | Status: Work In Progress
Duo remembers his adventures with Wufei...
Anime/Manga: Gundam Wing Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Mystery / Martial Arts / Horror / Fantasy / Romance | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 10.25.2002 | Pages: 4 | Words: 3.4K | Visits: 210 | Status: Work In Progress
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A Gundam Wing Ghost Story II
1. Flashback *************************************************************************** *******
The next day went by quickly. Since it was a beautiful and sunny day, all pilots decided to spend it outside. Behind the temple was a small lake with a waterfall. It was a beautiful sight since the whole area was surrounded by trees and various exotic flowers. And so all of them had lots of fun especially, as Duo tried to splash Wufei, who just wanted to swim.
Of course Wufei had started to fight back and it all ended up in a big splash battle, involving all five pilots. When the night finally fell, the Chinese made a campfire, where they grilled small pieces of meat, fish and other food for supper.
"Okay, when you're going to tell the second part of your story, Wu?" Duo whined as usual.
He really wanted to know how the story continued. The American had the feeling to be on tenterhooks.
The Chinese only glared at him and first finished eating his piece of sweet pepper. And finally, ten minutes later he took his book in his hand and cleared his throat, before he began to read again:
**...It had been many days and weeks since Duo's adventure at the Nataku - Temple and in hell together with Wufei and the swordsman Heero. The latter one had ridden back to the old temple and left Duo alone. The braided scholar had been traveling alone through the land, thinking of Wufei again and again and his adventure with him.
Who would have thought that he had fallen with a ghost? Duo smiled, when he remembered their first meeting at the small pavilion in the midst of a lake.
*
##...Duo passed two gigantic statues and went further until he reached a small lake. In the midst of the lake was a small pavilion, which could be reached over a woodened footbridge and was lighted by numerous torches.
The entrance was guarded by two big lion statues. And at the end of the footbridge he could see a figure sitting which seemed to play one of these traditional Chinese instruments, but Duo didn't know its name. Unfortunately he couldn't see the face of the figure, because it was covered by some waving veils. But Duo's curiosity was grown. He wanted to see who the figure was and slowly went on.
And finally, when the braided scholar stood in front of the pavilion, he saw him. Duo could barely keep himself from gasping. The figure was a young Chinese man, dressed in white Chinese gowns. His long hair had the colour of ebony and was tied back into a ponytail, with the exception of some bangs falling into his face. Duo could felt his heart beating.
Never in his entire life had he seen such a beautiful creature yet. Such a beautiful being with a face like an angel. Absolutely fascinated the braided young man watched the Chinese as he was playing his instrument.
Suddenly one string of the young man's instrument tore and he looked up. This time Duo gasped. He couldn't believe it. Those eyes, such beautiful, onyx coloured eyes, like jewels. He never had seen such eyes before. They were unique und perfect.
And then he saw that the Chinese young man also watched him. Duo could see the interest in his eyes and smiled. But suddenly the Chinese boy's expression changed from interest to fear. Duo wondered about the sudden change until he noticed the nearly forgotten knife in his hand. No wonder that the other boy seemed to be afraid of him. Perhaps he mistook Duo for a criminal, who wanted to murder him.
"G...Gomen. I forgot. But you really don't have to be afraid of me. I don't want to hurt you. I throw it away if you like!" Duo stuttered.
But clumsy as he was, the braided boy somehow managed to break off the blade of his knife, which flew towards the pavilion, where it hit the wall only a few centimetres beside the young Chinese man's head. Duo paled and looked incredulous at the broken knife.
"Gods, I'm really sorry. I really didn't want to do that."
Then he took a look at the Chinese and this one didn't seem to be mad at him though he looked a little shocked. On the contrary, he took the cord and started to repair his instrument as if nothing had happened. Relieved Duo looked around, just to check if something else was broken.
But when the braided young man turned his back to Wufei, the Chinese's eyes went wide and he abruptly turned his gaze away, shielding his face from Duo's back. Why? Unnoticed to Duo, this one didn't know that he still had the prints of the amulets from the stand in the village on his clothing where. And these amulets were a useful weapon against demons or ghosts - ghosts like Wufei.
And for this reason he couldn't endure the sight of Duo's back. The braided boy turned to Wufei again, seeing that the Chinese seemed to be afraid of something.
"What's the matter? Can I help you?" he asked, really concerned.
When the other realized, that the boy with the long braid had turned round again, he visibly relaxed. But the Chinese had to get rid off these prints. And he even had an idea. Unnoticed he undid one of the veils attached to the pavilion and let it carry away by the wind.
"Oh no...!" Wufei shouted.
"Don't worry, I'll get it back!" Duo replied and started to run behind the
filmy piece of cloth.
But unfortunately he overlooked the end of the way and the fact that he was in the midst of a lake with lots of water in it. And when Duo realized the fact, it already was too late.
SPLASH!!!
And he was ended up in the lake and all that, although Duo couldn't swim at all. Desperate he tried to keep himself over water and to get back to the safe footbridge somehow. But the braided young man failed when a helping hand was stretched out towards him, which Duo gratefully accepted.
"Come on. You'll only catch a cold." The Chinese boy said when he helped Duo out of the ice-cold lake.
"Thank you."
Soaking wet from the involuntary bath the young scholar sat down next to the beautiful Chinese.
"Sorry, but I couldn't catch it. I'll try to find it tomorrow again. Gods, I'm so c...cold!" the braided youth stuttered.
He shivered with cold and clattered with his teeth. He really had to warm himself up. Duo took Wufei's hand in his own to receive a little warmth from him. But he noticed that Wufei's hand was as cold as his own.
"W...Why are you so cold?" he shivered.
Wufei smiled and started running his fingers through Duo's wet bangs. And Duo stared with wide eyes at the Chinese, whose face was only a few millimetres away from his own. Only now he could see the whole beauty of these onyx eyes. Then the Chinese youth breathed something in his ear.
"I don't know. Because your body is warmer than mine?"
Duo blushed and could feel the heat in his face. For a moment he really had thought that the Chinese would kiss him. But he hadn't expected such an answer.
//What's the matter with you, Maxwell? Normally you don't behave yourself like even before. But he's so beautiful and I really want to kiss him. Gods, what shall I do?// Duo scolded with himself.
Wufei smiled when he saw the other in such confusion. He was really cute this way. Too bad, that he would die like all the other men before. Just another prey for his master Zechs. Unless...
No, maybe this boy didn't have to die, if he could save his life. And the Chinese swore to himself that he would do this, before in four days everything would be over him. But how should he do that? And then an idea came into his mind.
Duo was still talking with himself when he realized that the pretty Chinese boy was staring at him. Suddenly he came nearer and Duo's eyes widened again. Could it be...? Did the Chinese really want to kiss him? He could feel his heart beating faster and faster, the nearer the other young man came.
But then Wufei stopped and he took a few breaths, before he opened his mouth and a thin, fine fog flew into Duo's face. The braided boy was much too surprised to react. He only took a last glance at this before his world went black and he slipped into unconsciousness, crumpling in a heap in the Chinese's lap...##
*
The braided boy became sad at this memory. It seemed like an eternity to him when he had met the Chinese just as his first kiss although it had been a quick one.
*
##..."What's your name?"
Puzzled Duo stared at him, but recovered quickly.
"Maxwell, Duo Maxwell! And yours?"
"Chang, Wufei Chang!" the Chinese answered and stepped forward, just to caress Duo's cheek, who turned a bright red. His eyes widened. What was the Chinese boy up to now?
"Well. Then I thank you, Duo Maxwell!" Wufei breathed and finally brushed a quick kiss on Duo's lips.
The braided scholar was much too shocked to think clearly.
//He kissed me. He kissed me. He kissed me. He kissed me. He kissed me.// was his only thought until he snapped out of it, just to see Wufei leaving.
"He Wufei!!!" Duo shouted.
Wufei turned his head.
"See ya tomorrow night!" Duo shouted again and waved his hand.
The Chinese smiled and waved back. Then he left...##
*
All the more he had been shocked, when he finally had found out, that his Wufei was dead, a ghost, as he was standing right before the Chinese's grave.
*
##...When Duo saw a gravestone several meters before him, he walked towards him. The braided boy didn't know why, but somehow this single stone caught his attention. Slowly Duo pushed the weed aside and started to read the inscription.
But suddenly his eyes got wider and bigger.
(Oh my God...what's the meaning of this?) Were his thoughts, when he read the inscription before him, which run as follows:
'HERE LIES OUR BELOVED SON.........CHANG WUFEI'...##
*
Duo really had been so shocked that he had agreed to help Heero. Wufei had appeared the following night and Duo finally knew for sure, that Heero had been right.
*
##...Duo shook with fear. But he had no alternative and so the scholar took a last
deep breath and finally opened the door. Carefully he poked his head outdoors. His eyes widened when he recognized the young man right before him.
It was Wufei.
"Hello Duo!" the Chinese spoke quietly.
Duo did the only thing he was able to do at this moment. He screamed aloud and slammed the door shut. Then he wanted to hide. But when the braided boy turned round Wufei was already standing there. Panic-stricken and full of fear Duo fell
back when the young Chinese got closer to him.
"What are you doing here? The Master knows of your presence! He'll kill you if
you don't do now!" Wufei said slightly angry.
"Y...You're a ghost, aren't you?" Duo asked carefully.
Wufei hesitated for a moment, looking at him with sad eyes, and then nodded affirmatively. Duo bit his lip. So Heero had been right. But what was he supposed to do now?
"Did you kill all the men in the temple?" he asked again.
"No, it was the master. But he forced me to play the bait." The Chinese replied and took a step closer to Duo, trying to touch him.
But the braided scholar jerked back and started to fell back further, until he tripped over something and fell onto the floor.
"Go away! Leave me alone!" he shouted, crawling backwards, when Wufei got nearer again.
"Please Duo, let me explain...!" the Chinese spoke softly.
"No, leave me alone!" Duo shouted fearfully.
He got up and fled into a corner of the room. Wufei followed him slowly.
"Why are you afraid of me, Duo? I never did and won't do anything bad to you. Please, just listen to me!" he whispered.
But Duo was too much afraid of the boy, of whom he had thought just hours ago that he would love him. But now he wasn't sure anymore. Instinctively Duo held the magical book, he had gotten from Heero, protectively and half opened in front of his face, hoping that it would work.
And it worked. As soon as Wufei saw the book, the Chinese's eyes widened fearfully and he protected his head, when he received a hard blow from the book, which flung him across the room, until he hit an old woodened beam hard. Duo couldn't believe his eyes. He never had expected that this book had such power.
And immediately the braided boy started to worry about the Chinese, who was writhing with pain. Even if he was a ghost, the blow must have hurt.
"A...Are you alright, Wufei?" he asked worried.
The young Chinese man looked at Duo with tearful eyes.
"Why don't you believe me? Why do you think I didn't tell you who I really am?" he suddenly snapped then.
"Why? To wait for the right time to kill me?"
"I already said I didn't kill all the young men. I just did it because...because
I wanted to protect you from my master and another reason is that I...I...!" the
Chinese began to stutter and looked away from Duo, blushing.
"What? What is the other reason?" Duo asked suddenly hopefully.
"I...I did it just because I love you, baka, and I really didn't mean to hurt you!" Wufei finally said.
The braided boy stared at the Chinese and began to smile slightly, but also began to regret the matter with the book. Although Duo still was a bit confused, he knew he still loved the Chinese boy and that he had done Wufei wrong. Maybe it also was Heero's fault partially that he had jumped to conclusions.
Meanwhile Wufei had gotten up and was ready to leave, since he had gotten no answer from the braided boy. Maybe it was his fate to stay alone, even in death.
But then a hand grasped his right arm. Wufei turned just to see Duo standing there, looking confused.
"Where are you going to?" he asked.
"I told you yet it's better when I leave. The master wants you as his next prey and I don't you get hurt. So I'm leaving." The Chinese replied and started to leave.
He opened the door with the help of his ghost powers and got closer to it. Duo followed him with his eyes. What should he do now? If he didn't do anything, he never would see Wufei again. While his brain was still thinking, his heart made its own decision. Without thinking Duo ran after the Chinese.
He caught Wufei just in time and embraced him from behind.
"Please don't go!" he murmured.
Immediately the Chinese stopped and froze. What was Duo doing? And why did he suddenly feel so warm?
"Duo, what...?"
But Duo didn't move and gave no answer. He remained as he was and Wufei could feel him trembling. Slowly he turned round to face the braided young man and was astounded to see him crying.
"Duo, what's wrong with you?" he asked concerned.
The braided youth looked at him.
"I'm sorry. Sorry for not trusting and for hurting you. But when Heero told me the truth and I saw your grave on the cemetery, I was so confused. I really couldn't believe that you're not human, but a ghost."
"You saw it?" the Chinese asked.
Duo nodded.
"What's happened to you? Why are you *you*?"...##
*
Then Wufei had told him everything about how he had become a ghost and Zechs, the tree demon and this time Duo had agreed to do everything to free Wufei. Unfortunately Zechs suddenly had appeared and hunted them. After a difficult fight, which nearly had ended in a disaster, Heero had managed it to ban the demon for a century.
The next day they had dug out the Chinese's urn and had started their journey to bury his ashes in his home town. On their way they had stayed overnight in a strange tavern. There Wufei appeared again. But the whole place had been a trap of the "Black Princess", who kidnapped the Chinese boy into her dark empire.
Duo and Heero had followed them, trying to rescue Wufei. Several hard fights followed between the three young men and Relena's ghost army. Only by chance they beat the female demon and their retinue. And then the farewell came.
*
##..."Wufei, please, you have to get back into your urn." He spoke quietly.
The Chinese looked at Duo and noticed the tears falling down his cheeks. Then he dragged himself to the small container and there he fell to the ground again.
"I'm sorry, Duo, but I can't stay any longer. But the sun rises and I really have to go now." He said sadly.
"I know." Duo sobbed.
Wufei smiled weakly and looked at Duo or rather his back one last time.
"Farewell Duo! I'll never forget you and what you've done for me. Thanks for everything. I...I love you and I always will! Good-bye!" the Chinese finally said.
These words only made Duo cry harder. And after a whole moment of silence Heero finally said:
"He's gone! You can turn around now!"
Duo turned round and he and Heero really were the only ones in the room. Sadly he knelt next to the lonesome urn and took it carefully in his hand. Now he was alone again.
"Don't worry, Wufei! I'll bring you home and bury you like I have promised......I love you too. Always..."...##
##...Two young men were in front of the new grave of Chang Wufei. While Heero was standing, his whole upper body bandaged and his left arm in a sling, Duo knelt onto the floor and prayed. On the grave itself several amulets and joss sticks were burning.
When he had said a final prayer Duo got up, the painting, which he had gotten from Wufei, in his hand.
"Do you think that he is already reborn?" Duo asked the swordsman.
"I don't know. But in these times it's better to be ghost than a human." Heero replied.
Duo firstly looked at him aghast and then laughed.
"Oh, they'll certainly become a better one!" he grinned.
//Optimist!// the Japanese thought and had to smile.
Then they got onto their horses.
"Look, there is a rainbow. Isn't he beautiful?" Duo shouted and pointed at the wonderful bow.
//No matter where you are now, Wufei, I'm sure, one day we'll see us again. One day...//...##
*
Duo didn't notice the tears which were running down his cheeks at this memory. He missed Wufei so much and it hurt to think about him. The braided boy took a small rest with his horse and sat down at a small river, watching the scenery.
If Wufei already had been reborn? Duo asked himself this question again and again but didn't know an answer. Finally the braided boy sighed deeply, because he only could hope maybe to see the Chinese one day again.
The braided boy got up and walked on his way. He didn't foresee which new adventures would come up to him soon.
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Tsuzúku -> to be continued...
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BGM: Thinkin' about you - Da Pump; Remember, Wasurenaide - Oomuri Kinuko; Kyou Kara Ashita - Yumi Matsuzawa; Dakishimeru Hoka ni Nani ga Dekirun Darou? - /\ucifer; Ikutoseharuka - Vandread OST
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A Gundam Wing Ghost Story II
1. Flashback *************************************************************************** *******
The next day went by quickly. Since it was a beautiful and sunny day, all pilots decided to spend it outside. Behind the temple was a small lake with a waterfall. It was a beautiful sight since the whole area was surrounded by trees and various exotic flowers. And so all of them had lots of fun especially, as Duo tried to splash Wufei, who just wanted to swim.
Of course Wufei had started to fight back and it all ended up in a big splash battle, involving all five pilots. When the night finally fell, the Chinese made a campfire, where they grilled small pieces of meat, fish and other food for supper.
"Okay, when you're going to tell the second part of your story, Wu?" Duo whined as usual.
He really wanted to know how the story continued. The American had the feeling to be on tenterhooks.
The Chinese only glared at him and first finished eating his piece of sweet pepper. And finally, ten minutes later he took his book in his hand and cleared his throat, before he began to read again:
**...It had been many days and weeks since Duo's adventure at the Nataku - Temple and in hell together with Wufei and the swordsman Heero. The latter one had ridden back to the old temple and left Duo alone. The braided scholar had been traveling alone through the land, thinking of Wufei again and again and his adventure with him.
Who would have thought that he had fallen with a ghost? Duo smiled, when he remembered their first meeting at the small pavilion in the midst of a lake.
*
##...Duo passed two gigantic statues and went further until he reached a small lake. In the midst of the lake was a small pavilion, which could be reached over a woodened footbridge and was lighted by numerous torches.
The entrance was guarded by two big lion statues. And at the end of the footbridge he could see a figure sitting which seemed to play one of these traditional Chinese instruments, but Duo didn't know its name. Unfortunately he couldn't see the face of the figure, because it was covered by some waving veils. But Duo's curiosity was grown. He wanted to see who the figure was and slowly went on.
And finally, when the braided scholar stood in front of the pavilion, he saw him. Duo could barely keep himself from gasping. The figure was a young Chinese man, dressed in white Chinese gowns. His long hair had the colour of ebony and was tied back into a ponytail, with the exception of some bangs falling into his face. Duo could felt his heart beating.
Never in his entire life had he seen such a beautiful creature yet. Such a beautiful being with a face like an angel. Absolutely fascinated the braided young man watched the Chinese as he was playing his instrument.
Suddenly one string of the young man's instrument tore and he looked up. This time Duo gasped. He couldn't believe it. Those eyes, such beautiful, onyx coloured eyes, like jewels. He never had seen such eyes before. They were unique und perfect.
And then he saw that the Chinese young man also watched him. Duo could see the interest in his eyes and smiled. But suddenly the Chinese boy's expression changed from interest to fear. Duo wondered about the sudden change until he noticed the nearly forgotten knife in his hand. No wonder that the other boy seemed to be afraid of him. Perhaps he mistook Duo for a criminal, who wanted to murder him.
"G...Gomen. I forgot. But you really don't have to be afraid of me. I don't want to hurt you. I throw it away if you like!" Duo stuttered.
But clumsy as he was, the braided boy somehow managed to break off the blade of his knife, which flew towards the pavilion, where it hit the wall only a few centimetres beside the young Chinese man's head. Duo paled and looked incredulous at the broken knife.
"Gods, I'm really sorry. I really didn't want to do that."
Then he took a look at the Chinese and this one didn't seem to be mad at him though he looked a little shocked. On the contrary, he took the cord and started to repair his instrument as if nothing had happened. Relieved Duo looked around, just to check if something else was broken.
But when the braided young man turned his back to Wufei, the Chinese's eyes went wide and he abruptly turned his gaze away, shielding his face from Duo's back. Why? Unnoticed to Duo, this one didn't know that he still had the prints of the amulets from the stand in the village on his clothing where. And these amulets were a useful weapon against demons or ghosts - ghosts like Wufei.
And for this reason he couldn't endure the sight of Duo's back. The braided boy turned to Wufei again, seeing that the Chinese seemed to be afraid of something.
"What's the matter? Can I help you?" he asked, really concerned.
When the other realized, that the boy with the long braid had turned round again, he visibly relaxed. But the Chinese had to get rid off these prints. And he even had an idea. Unnoticed he undid one of the veils attached to the pavilion and let it carry away by the wind.
"Oh no...!" Wufei shouted.
"Don't worry, I'll get it back!" Duo replied and started to run behind the
filmy piece of cloth.
But unfortunately he overlooked the end of the way and the fact that he was in the midst of a lake with lots of water in it. And when Duo realized the fact, it already was too late.
SPLASH!!!
And he was ended up in the lake and all that, although Duo couldn't swim at all. Desperate he tried to keep himself over water and to get back to the safe footbridge somehow. But the braided young man failed when a helping hand was stretched out towards him, which Duo gratefully accepted.
"Come on. You'll only catch a cold." The Chinese boy said when he helped Duo out of the ice-cold lake.
"Thank you."
Soaking wet from the involuntary bath the young scholar sat down next to the beautiful Chinese.
"Sorry, but I couldn't catch it. I'll try to find it tomorrow again. Gods, I'm so c...cold!" the braided youth stuttered.
He shivered with cold and clattered with his teeth. He really had to warm himself up. Duo took Wufei's hand in his own to receive a little warmth from him. But he noticed that Wufei's hand was as cold as his own.
"W...Why are you so cold?" he shivered.
Wufei smiled and started running his fingers through Duo's wet bangs. And Duo stared with wide eyes at the Chinese, whose face was only a few millimetres away from his own. Only now he could see the whole beauty of these onyx eyes. Then the Chinese youth breathed something in his ear.
"I don't know. Because your body is warmer than mine?"
Duo blushed and could feel the heat in his face. For a moment he really had thought that the Chinese would kiss him. But he hadn't expected such an answer.
//What's the matter with you, Maxwell? Normally you don't behave yourself like even before. But he's so beautiful and I really want to kiss him. Gods, what shall I do?// Duo scolded with himself.
Wufei smiled when he saw the other in such confusion. He was really cute this way. Too bad, that he would die like all the other men before. Just another prey for his master Zechs. Unless...
No, maybe this boy didn't have to die, if he could save his life. And the Chinese swore to himself that he would do this, before in four days everything would be over him. But how should he do that? And then an idea came into his mind.
Duo was still talking with himself when he realized that the pretty Chinese boy was staring at him. Suddenly he came nearer and Duo's eyes widened again. Could it be...? Did the Chinese really want to kiss him? He could feel his heart beating faster and faster, the nearer the other young man came.
But then Wufei stopped and he took a few breaths, before he opened his mouth and a thin, fine fog flew into Duo's face. The braided boy was much too surprised to react. He only took a last glance at this before his world went black and he slipped into unconsciousness, crumpling in a heap in the Chinese's lap...##
*
The braided boy became sad at this memory. It seemed like an eternity to him when he had met the Chinese just as his first kiss although it had been a quick one.
*
##..."What's your name?"
Puzzled Duo stared at him, but recovered quickly.
"Maxwell, Duo Maxwell! And yours?"
"Chang, Wufei Chang!" the Chinese answered and stepped forward, just to caress Duo's cheek, who turned a bright red. His eyes widened. What was the Chinese boy up to now?
"Well. Then I thank you, Duo Maxwell!" Wufei breathed and finally brushed a quick kiss on Duo's lips.
The braided scholar was much too shocked to think clearly.
//He kissed me. He kissed me. He kissed me. He kissed me. He kissed me.// was his only thought until he snapped out of it, just to see Wufei leaving.
"He Wufei!!!" Duo shouted.
Wufei turned his head.
"See ya tomorrow night!" Duo shouted again and waved his hand.
The Chinese smiled and waved back. Then he left...##
*
All the more he had been shocked, when he finally had found out, that his Wufei was dead, a ghost, as he was standing right before the Chinese's grave.
*
##...When Duo saw a gravestone several meters before him, he walked towards him. The braided boy didn't know why, but somehow this single stone caught his attention. Slowly Duo pushed the weed aside and started to read the inscription.
But suddenly his eyes got wider and bigger.
(Oh my God...what's the meaning of this?) Were his thoughts, when he read the inscription before him, which run as follows:
'HERE LIES OUR BELOVED SON.........CHANG WUFEI'...##
*
Duo really had been so shocked that he had agreed to help Heero. Wufei had appeared the following night and Duo finally knew for sure, that Heero had been right.
*
##...Duo shook with fear. But he had no alternative and so the scholar took a last
deep breath and finally opened the door. Carefully he poked his head outdoors. His eyes widened when he recognized the young man right before him.
It was Wufei.
"Hello Duo!" the Chinese spoke quietly.
Duo did the only thing he was able to do at this moment. He screamed aloud and slammed the door shut. Then he wanted to hide. But when the braided boy turned round Wufei was already standing there. Panic-stricken and full of fear Duo fell
back when the young Chinese got closer to him.
"What are you doing here? The Master knows of your presence! He'll kill you if
you don't do now!" Wufei said slightly angry.
"Y...You're a ghost, aren't you?" Duo asked carefully.
Wufei hesitated for a moment, looking at him with sad eyes, and then nodded affirmatively. Duo bit his lip. So Heero had been right. But what was he supposed to do now?
"Did you kill all the men in the temple?" he asked again.
"No, it was the master. But he forced me to play the bait." The Chinese replied and took a step closer to Duo, trying to touch him.
But the braided scholar jerked back and started to fell back further, until he tripped over something and fell onto the floor.
"Go away! Leave me alone!" he shouted, crawling backwards, when Wufei got nearer again.
"Please Duo, let me explain...!" the Chinese spoke softly.
"No, leave me alone!" Duo shouted fearfully.
He got up and fled into a corner of the room. Wufei followed him slowly.
"Why are you afraid of me, Duo? I never did and won't do anything bad to you. Please, just listen to me!" he whispered.
But Duo was too much afraid of the boy, of whom he had thought just hours ago that he would love him. But now he wasn't sure anymore. Instinctively Duo held the magical book, he had gotten from Heero, protectively and half opened in front of his face, hoping that it would work.
And it worked. As soon as Wufei saw the book, the Chinese's eyes widened fearfully and he protected his head, when he received a hard blow from the book, which flung him across the room, until he hit an old woodened beam hard. Duo couldn't believe his eyes. He never had expected that this book had such power.
And immediately the braided boy started to worry about the Chinese, who was writhing with pain. Even if he was a ghost, the blow must have hurt.
"A...Are you alright, Wufei?" he asked worried.
The young Chinese man looked at Duo with tearful eyes.
"Why don't you believe me? Why do you think I didn't tell you who I really am?" he suddenly snapped then.
"Why? To wait for the right time to kill me?"
"I already said I didn't kill all the young men. I just did it because...because
I wanted to protect you from my master and another reason is that I...I...!" the
Chinese began to stutter and looked away from Duo, blushing.
"What? What is the other reason?" Duo asked suddenly hopefully.
"I...I did it just because I love you, baka, and I really didn't mean to hurt you!" Wufei finally said.
The braided boy stared at the Chinese and began to smile slightly, but also began to regret the matter with the book. Although Duo still was a bit confused, he knew he still loved the Chinese boy and that he had done Wufei wrong. Maybe it also was Heero's fault partially that he had jumped to conclusions.
Meanwhile Wufei had gotten up and was ready to leave, since he had gotten no answer from the braided boy. Maybe it was his fate to stay alone, even in death.
But then a hand grasped his right arm. Wufei turned just to see Duo standing there, looking confused.
"Where are you going to?" he asked.
"I told you yet it's better when I leave. The master wants you as his next prey and I don't you get hurt. So I'm leaving." The Chinese replied and started to leave.
He opened the door with the help of his ghost powers and got closer to it. Duo followed him with his eyes. What should he do now? If he didn't do anything, he never would see Wufei again. While his brain was still thinking, his heart made its own decision. Without thinking Duo ran after the Chinese.
He caught Wufei just in time and embraced him from behind.
"Please don't go!" he murmured.
Immediately the Chinese stopped and froze. What was Duo doing? And why did he suddenly feel so warm?
"Duo, what...?"
But Duo didn't move and gave no answer. He remained as he was and Wufei could feel him trembling. Slowly he turned round to face the braided young man and was astounded to see him crying.
"Duo, what's wrong with you?" he asked concerned.
The braided youth looked at him.
"I'm sorry. Sorry for not trusting and for hurting you. But when Heero told me the truth and I saw your grave on the cemetery, I was so confused. I really couldn't believe that you're not human, but a ghost."
"You saw it?" the Chinese asked.
Duo nodded.
"What's happened to you? Why are you *you*?"...##
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Then Wufei had told him everything about how he had become a ghost and Zechs, the tree demon and this time Duo had agreed to do everything to free Wufei. Unfortunately Zechs suddenly had appeared and hunted them. After a difficult fight, which nearly had ended in a disaster, Heero had managed it to ban the demon for a century.
The next day they had dug out the Chinese's urn and had started their journey to bury his ashes in his home town. On their way they had stayed overnight in a strange tavern. There Wufei appeared again. But the whole place had been a trap of the "Black Princess", who kidnapped the Chinese boy into her dark empire.
Duo and Heero had followed them, trying to rescue Wufei. Several hard fights followed between the three young men and Relena's ghost army. Only by chance they beat the female demon and their retinue. And then the farewell came.
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##..."Wufei, please, you have to get back into your urn." He spoke quietly.
The Chinese looked at Duo and noticed the tears falling down his cheeks. Then he dragged himself to the small container and there he fell to the ground again.
"I'm sorry, Duo, but I can't stay any longer. But the sun rises and I really have to go now." He said sadly.
"I know." Duo sobbed.
Wufei smiled weakly and looked at Duo or rather his back one last time.
"Farewell Duo! I'll never forget you and what you've done for me. Thanks for everything. I...I love you and I always will! Good-bye!" the Chinese finally said.
These words only made Duo cry harder. And after a whole moment of silence Heero finally said:
"He's gone! You can turn around now!"
Duo turned round and he and Heero really were the only ones in the room. Sadly he knelt next to the lonesome urn and took it carefully in his hand. Now he was alone again.
"Don't worry, Wufei! I'll bring you home and bury you like I have promised......I love you too. Always..."...##
##...Two young men were in front of the new grave of Chang Wufei. While Heero was standing, his whole upper body bandaged and his left arm in a sling, Duo knelt onto the floor and prayed. On the grave itself several amulets and joss sticks were burning.
When he had said a final prayer Duo got up, the painting, which he had gotten from Wufei, in his hand.
"Do you think that he is already reborn?" Duo asked the swordsman.
"I don't know. But in these times it's better to be ghost than a human." Heero replied.
Duo firstly looked at him aghast and then laughed.
"Oh, they'll certainly become a better one!" he grinned.
//Optimist!// the Japanese thought and had to smile.
Then they got onto their horses.
"Look, there is a rainbow. Isn't he beautiful?" Duo shouted and pointed at the wonderful bow.
//No matter where you are now, Wufei, I'm sure, one day we'll see us again. One day...//...##
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Duo didn't notice the tears which were running down his cheeks at this memory. He missed Wufei so much and it hurt to think about him. The braided boy took a small rest with his horse and sat down at a small river, watching the scenery.
If Wufei already had been reborn? Duo asked himself this question again and again but didn't know an answer. Finally the braided boy sighed deeply, because he only could hope maybe to see the Chinese one day again.
The braided boy got up and walked on his way. He didn't foresee which new adventures would come up to him soon.
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Tsuzúku -> to be continued...
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BGM: Thinkin' about you - Da Pump; Remember, Wasurenaide - Oomuri Kinuko; Kyou Kara Ashita - Yumi Matsuzawa; Dakishimeru Hoka ni Nani ga Dekirun Darou? - /\ucifer; Ikutoseharuka - Vandread OST
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Okay, I know this chapter sucks, but it's only a Flashback chapter of Part I for those who missed the first past. So please don't flame me.
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