Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Burnout ❯ chapter 15 ( Chapter 17 )

Hi everyone.

Here is the first part of the next chapter.

I hope you enjoy.

I want to remind everyone that this is AU and I did post an Ooc warning at the beginning of this story.

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Weissangel24

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Chapter fifteen A

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"Hiiro!" The Sanc princess blinked surprised. "I never would have thought you'd come here. . . Welcome."

"I wasn't aware that this was your country." He replied coldly.

"Hiiro!" The blonde boy that stood next to the Japanese boy hissed.

"Hn."

The blonde sighed with exasperation before stepping forward and addressing the princess. "I am Quatre Raberba Winner." He introduced himself, "Thank you for welcoming us into your country. We do not wish to cause you any difficulties, as our presence here is sure to bring."

"We won't be staying long." Hiiro interrupted.

Relena smiled, "This is a pacifist nation. The war is left outside the boarders. As long as you are here, you are refugees. So, why not stay for a while? You could rest, attend school, and live like normal teenagers for a while."

"That is a very tempting offer. . ." Quatre said wistfully.

"OZ is already looking for ways to get rid of this nation." Hiiro pointed out. "We'd only be giving them a reason to invade."

"It's not like I'm going to make a huge announcement about you being here." The princess smirked. "Please, allow me to worry about such things?"

The blonde boy looked uncertainly at the taller boy. Hiiro stared coldly at the smiling girl. "Fine." He finally relented, turning and leaving the room.

"Arigato." Quatre said, bowing slightly.

"My pleasure, Quatre." The girl smiled. "It will be nice to have some boys enrolled in this school for a change." She giggled lightly as the blonde's face flushed with embarrassment. "Come, I'll show you to your room, get you some uniforms, and when you're ready, introduce you to your classmates." She lead him out the door and found Hiiro leaning against the wall, arms crossed, eyes closed. "If you'd please follow me. . ."

Quatre fell in step with the princess as she chatted about the different classes and extra curricular activities. The blonde boy noted that Hiiro was following at a distance.

Abruptly, the girl stopped. Quatre nearly collided into her. She took out a key ring and began to search for a specific key. After a few moments, she found it and unlocked the door in front of her. "I'm sorry." She apologized, "Most of the dorms are filled and aren't very private. I know Hiiro won't want to stand out any more than necessary. So, at least for the time being, it will be necessary for you to share a room. Will that pose a problem?"

"Iie. . ." Quatre shook his head, "No, Problem."

"Good. There are twin beds, two dressers, desks. . ." She said showing them about the room. "There's an adjoining bathroom too."

"This is great. . ." Quatre smiled.

Relena took out her keys again and fished another two off the ring. "Very few of the rooms lock." She said, handing her key to Quatre, and the other two to Hiiro. "This one does. I'm giving you possession of all copies of the key for as long as you're here. I want you to be able to relax, Hiiro."

The Japanese boy didn't say anything, but nodded curtly.

"Thank you, Princess." Quatre humbly accepted.

The girl smiled, "Please, call me Relena?" She turned to leave, "Ask if you need anything. Class starts in an hour." She paused before closing the door, "Hiiro, I'm really happy that you're here."

And then she was gone.

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Dorothy Catalonia's eyebrow rose as Miss Relena led two young men into the room.

"Ladies, I'd like to present to you your new classmates."

`Well, well, well. . ." The blonde girl mused, tracing a finger along her freakishly pointed eyebrows. `You're the last person I expected to see. . .'

"I'm Quatre Raberba Winner."

"Hiiro Yui, it's a pleasure."

Dorothy stood, locking eyes with the blonde boy. She smirked slightly as his eyes widened and his body tensed, "On behalf of all of us, Welcome."

"Thank you, Dorothy." Relena smiled and turned to the pilots, "Why don't you take seats in the back?"

Hiiro gave a curt nod and took a step forward, however, he stopped when he noticed Quatre was frozen in place. `No. . .' He amended, `He's not frozen, he's petrified.' The pilot followed the blonde's gaze to the blonde girl. She had an almost evil expression on her face.

Quatre's hand stole to his chest, and he trembled in fear.

"Quatre?" Hiiro asked, cutting into the trance like state of the smaller boy.

"Hiiro. . ." the blonde whispered in recognition. The Japanese boy gestured to the seats and the Arabian followed meekly, head bowed.

Dorothy beamed as she sat back down. `This is going to be fun. . .'

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"What the Hell was that?" Hiiro demanded after they had returned to their room.

Quatre didn't answer, but walked past the angry boy to the window.

"Quatre!" Hiiro's hand lashed out, grabbing the blonde's arm and twisting it, so that they faced each other.

"Let go!" The smaller boy protested through gritted teeth, "You're hurting me!"

The Wing pilot glared and shoved the other boy away. "Talk." He ordered.

Quatre shuddered as he cradled his arm, "There's nothing to say."

"You know that girl."

Quatre didn't respond.

"She knows you."

The blonde swallowed the lump in his throat.

"She'll compromise our security. She should be-."

"NO!" Quatre shouted, looking up sharply, "You can't kill her, Hiiro!"

"Why?"

"You just can't! It would be a mistake."

"Damn it, Quatre! You're being too emotional!"

They were silent after that last remark.

"Do you have any brothers or sisters, Hiiro?" Quatre asked quietly, even though he knew the answer.

"No."

"I had thirty sisters. Twenty-nine were test-tube-babies that shared both my parents and one of them. . . is the result of an affair my father had on Earth."

"Dorothy."

"Yes." Quatre nodded. "Her mother was Treize Kushranada's aunt and Duke Dermail's daughter."

"So why are you terrified of her?" Hiiro asked, crossing his arms over his chest and glaring at the smaller boy.

"I. . . I'm. . ." Quatre started to deny. Hiiro's glare deepened and the blonde heaved a defeated sigh. "Her mother and my mother died about the same time. Father brought her to L4 to live with us. At first, we got along fine. She liked being a big sister and she could be very over protective. . . but when I was four, things changed."

"How old was she?"

"Five and a half. . ."

"What happened?"

"Little things to start with. She'd pull my hair, push me, kick me. . . that type of thing. As we got older, she got more hostile and finally, when I was seven. . . she tried to kill me."

"Explain!"

"She. . . um. . . she hit me over the head, tied me up and threw me into our pool. . ."

"NANI!?"

"My sister, Zara, found me and saved me. She told father, but he was convinced it was just an accident. After all, what eight and a half would try to murder their little brother?"

"A psychotic one."

Quatre gave a small smile, before he turned and walked to the windows. He leaned against the frame.

"That wasn't the only time she tried, was it."

"No." The blonde shook his head. "About six months later she tried to electrocute me, and when that failed, she tried to shoot me."

"What about you're father?"

"He didn't believe it until he walked in as she drove a kitchen knife into my chest. . ." the blonde shuddered at the memory. "She. . . She was trying to cut out my heart. . ."

"If she was so intent on killing you, then why do you object to me killing her?"

"After that, father had her sent away. He asked me not to hold a grudge. . ." Quatre paused, remembering the sad expression on his father's face and the ache that he had felt in his heart. "He said that. . . it wasn't her fault. . . that I should protect her. . ."

"Quatre. . ."

"Hiiro, I know she's a risk to us. . . but please. . . don't kill her?" the blonde boy pleaded.

"I will eliminate all obstacles." Hiiro said coldly. "As long as she is not an obstacle, she can live. . ."

"Thank you, Hiiro." Quatre bowed slightly.

"Hn." The Japanese boy took out his laptop and settled at his desk. Quatre took his books and headed for the door. "Where are you going?"

"The library." He answered, "To do my homework."

"Are you armed?"

"Yes."

"Watch your back."

"I will." The blonde promised as he left.

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He was almost done with his thesis paper when a light hand brushed his shoulder. Quatre jumped, and whirled around, startled, his hand ready to draw his concealed weapon.

A girl with blue eyes and auburn hair stood behind him. He relaxed slightly, "Miss Relena. . . I'm sorry, you startled me."

"Forgive me, I didn't mean too." The princess apologized, "I wanted to invite you and Hiiro on a picnic tomorrow. There are no classes and we'll be taking the horses."

"I'd love too." Quatre nodded, "However, I can not speak for Hiiro."

"Of course." Relena nodded, "If you would please tell him, I'd appreciate it."

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"You're going?" Quatre blinked in surprise, "Why? I mean, this isn't something I thought you'd do. . ."

"I found a communication on line." Hiiro said standing and closing his computer, "OZ is arranging an assassination of Relena."

The smaller boy gasped, "I can't believe that! They'd really be that bold?"

"Yeah."

"But. . ."

Hiiro shook his head, cutting off the boy's protests. "OZ doesn't realize that we're here. We can stop them."

Quatre heaved a sigh and nodded his agreement.

"Get some sleep. I have a feeling it's going to be a long day tomorrow."

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He found himself in a darkness of endless cold.

And he was alone.

"Quatre. . ." A voice called.

The blonde gasped, looking for the source, "Who's there?"

"Forgotten me already?" The voice asked, as a dim bit of light illuminated a humanoid outline.

"Trowa!" The blonde cried out happily, as he ran towards the silhouette of his long lost friend. "I'm so glad that you're alright!"

The banged boy shrugged, not moving from the shadows, as his hollow voice answered, "If you can call being blown to bits `n pieces alright. . ." He took a step into the light.

Quatre froze.

Trowa's body was badly burned and mutilated. Chunks of his flesh were seared away and missing. His hair was singed and his skin ash like. It was obvious that he was dead. His voice became thick with hatred, and fury. "Then I guess I'm the freakin' king of alright!"

"Trowa. . ." The blonde whimpered, frightened, "What's happened to you?"

"What's Happened to me, Quatre?" the banged boy echoed, his tone raising, "WHAT'S HAPPENED TO ME? YOU HAPPENED TO ME, QUATRE!" He roared, the force of his voice knocking the smaller boy off of his feet, "YOU BLEW ME UP WHEN I WAS TRYING TO HELP YOU! THAT'S WHAT HAPPENED TO ME! THIS IS THE THANKS I GET FOR GIVING A DAMN ABOUT YOU? YOU KILL EVERYONE AROUND YOU! YOU'RE A PLEAGUE ON EVERYONE YOU KNOW!"

Haunting faces began to emerge from the surrounding shadows, all in worse shape then Trowa. They began to paw, and claw at him, snarling and snapping, scratching and hissing. They were trying to tear him apart.

"Trowa!" Quatre screamed, stretching his hand out to the other boy, "Please! Save me!"

"Why?" the living dead scoffed, "So you can finish me off? YOU CAN ROT IN HELL!"

"TRRRROOOOOOOWAAAAAAAAAAAAA!"

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"TROWA!" Quatre screamed repeatedly, his arms fighting against the sheets that entangled his body, "TROWA!"

"Quatre!" a sharp slap hit the blonde's face, rudely awakening him. Frightened, azure eyes blinked open to find the stern glare of Hiiro inches from his face. "You were having another nightmare."

"Trowa. . ." Quatre whispered, his eyes filling with tears. He quickly rolled onto his stomach, so that he didn't have to look at the other boy.

"Was it bad?" Hiiro asked.

Quatre didn't answer, he was too shaken.

"You need to cry, Quatre." The perfect soldier stated matter-of-factly. "Other wise, your nightmares are just going to get worse and worse."

"I-I can't, Hiiro. . . I just can't. . ."

"Why?"

The blonde shook his head, and buried his face in his arms, and pillow. "You wouldn't understand. . ." came his muffled reply.

"Try me." Hiiro challenged.

"If I cry. . . it will mean. . ." A sob choked him, and he fought to continue. "That I've given up. . . that he's really. . . not coming back. . .WHY!?" he suddenly screamed, his body spasming with his pent up sorrow. "WHY, HIIRO!? WHY DIDN'T YOU KEEP YOUR PROMISE?"

"My. . . promise?" the Japanese boy echoed confused.

"YOU SAID THAT YOU WOULD KILL ME!" Quatre whirled around into a sitting position, and glared at the other boy while taking his tank top into his fists, with such speed that it caught Hiiro off guard, "YOU SAID THAT YOU WOULD KILL ME, HIIRO! WHY DIDN'T YOU!? WHY DIDN'T YOU KEEP YOUR PROMISE!?"

The tears fell.

"Why, Hiiro?" He whispered, through his hysterical sobs, as he sagged against the other boy. "You said that you were gonna kill me. . . so please. . . just. . . kill me. . .please, Hiiro. . ."

"You were no longer a threat." Hiiro answered, hesitatingly wrapping his arms around the smaller boy's thin shoulders, "There was no reason for you to die. There is no reason for you to die."

"I miss him so much. . ." Quatre confessed, "Every ounce of my soul screams for him. . .and it's my fault. . . it's all my fault. . ."

Hiiro sighed, gently stroking the boy's back as the small Arab sobbed into his shirt. He didn't know what to say, so he just let the boy cry out all of his sorrows until he had no more tears left, and he had fallen asleep. The Japanese boy then lay the blonde back into his bed, and covered him with the blankets. He then pulled up a chair from the desk and settled in for an all night vigil over him.

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To be continued. . .

A/N Please review.

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Weissangel24