Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Addictions ❯ The Night of Truth ( Chapter 1 )

 

The night was dark, and all inside the Winner Estate were asleep, except one being. The figure crept silently through the halls, nervous, not wishing to be caught. If he was, it was all over… He would never be able to have it again.

To begin with, it was just a lift, something he had to make him feel less stressed as the day went on. As with most things, increased exposure brought about cravings…

 

Addictions.

 

After a short while, he found it difficult to keep it a secret. What would the others say if they ever found out? He was ashamed, yet… He couldn't give it up.

 

Stealthily, he sneaked into the haven, the precious keep of his obsession. He paused at the doorway, considering what this was doing to him, really. He could lose all those close to him, if he kept this up. They would look down on him; see the disgrace he had become. From one so respected to so degraded in such a short time...

 

In the end, his craving won over his internal debate. He could always stop another day... The lights turned on, revealing the other 4 figures of the house. Each had their own expression (or in some cases, lack of emotions) and one thought ran through the addict's head.

 

Busted.

 

“Why are you up so early?” one of the teens asked, the hint of disappointment evident in his voice. His violet eyes looked at the culprit, who was currently staring at the floor.

“Uh…Couldn't sleep?”

Trowa, who had positioned himself in the doorway to prevent escape, sighed.

“And why would that be?”

“Nightmares?”

Wufei scoffed. “Lying doesn't suit you. Besides, if you were really plagued by nightmares, you would have talked to Duo, correct?”

The braided pilot nodded in confirmation. “He always used to.” The American walked over to his fellow pilot and stared him in the eyes. “This has to stop, buddy.”

Blue eyes shimmered and rose slightly from the floor, looking for the final pilot to chastise him too.

“I can't really understand this. Why? What's the big deal?”

“I…can't explain…”

Duo slapped his head in disbelief.

“And here I thought you were the smart one… What's going on in that head of yours? Can't you see what it's doing to you?! You're sneaking around at night, you're always testy, you can't stay awake without it… And look at your waistband, man.”

“Duo, it isn't that bad-“

“Not that bad? Not that BAD?!” the Chinese boy erupted. “It is one of the most idiotic things I have ever come across in my lifetime, and I am ashamed to say I respected you once!” With that, he left the room, probably to meditate.

“Come on, you're going cold turkey,” the violet-eyed teen said as he left.

“Hn,” was the only response from Heero, before leaving to check up on mission updates. Quatre and the Clown were the only ones left in the room.

“Trowa…”

“Don't worry about it, Quat. Just go back to bed. Besides, you wouldn't have found any, Heero chucked it all out this morning.”

The blonde Arabian looked flabbergasted. Heero threw out MY stuff?! He yelled mentally.

“We'll be checking up on you, and we do the shopping from now on. Go back to bed, it's still only 2 a.m.”

The emerald eyed giant watched his companion leave the room in defeat. Once he had gone, he let a small smile escape.

“All this over icing,” he muttered before returning to his own room.

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Like I said, random. It just popped into my head, today, actually. Comment if you so wish.

 

Yours, Nikana.