Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Dead Eyes ❯ Dead Eyes - Part I ( Chapter 1 )
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By: TrainerRachel 
I already told you people! figure it out!!!
Anime/Manga: Gundam Wing Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 08.29.2001 | Pages: 1 | Words: 670 | Visits: 194 | Status: Work In Progress
I already told you people! figure it out!!!
Anime/Manga: Gundam Wing Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 08.29.2001 | Pages: 1 | Words: 670 | Visits: 194 | Status: Work In Progress
Warnings: Possible blood, swearing, yaoi (that's not really something to be scared of, is it, YA HOMOPHOBIC ASSHOLES!)
Partners: 2x5 (Maybe. Haven't decided if they're actually gonna get with it.)
3x4 (Not much here. Just peeps knowing that they are in fact together.)
OKAY, HERE'S THE DEAL: I DO NOT WANT TO HEAR I HAVE SPELLING MISTAKES. WHY? BECAUSE I LIVE IN CANADA. MOST OF YOU OUT THERE LIVE IN THE US. SOME OF YOU LIVE IN ENGLAND, FRANCE, FINLAND, WHATEVER OTHER PLACES USE ROMAN NUMERALS. I DON'T CARE. POINT IS, WE'VE ALL GOT OUR OWN LITTLE WAY OF SPELLING WORDS. IF THEY'RE NOT RIGHT IN YOUR LANGUISH, THEY'RE PROBABLY RIGHT IN MINE!
SO DON'T BITCH!!!!!
(...or it could just be from my own lazyness, but do I really want to tell you guys that? No.)
THIS CHAPTER IS IN DUO'S POV.
Dead Eyes - Part I
You know, sometimes I think Quatre's the perfect mother. He's always watching me. Even when he thinks I have no idea. Silly Q.
hmmm, his mansion is full of fun little toys to play with. Oh, a china horse!
"Duo, please take the horse figure out of your mouth," Quatre scolds from the kitchen. I swear he has eyes in the back of his head. Uh oh, he's giving me the glare o death.
Pouting, I put the horsy back on the expensive shelve. Cherry wood. I wonder how it would look covered in blood?
***
Quatre, why do you have dark rings around your eyes? Am I that tiring?
You sit across from me at the table in the kitchen ready to fall into your coffee while you watch me play with the ketchup bottle (Ketchup is so pretty. Lovely red. Like blood). Am I that bad that you must watch me always?
I'm so sorry. I never wanted to cause anyone pain. Not like other people...
I slid off the chair I'm sitting in. Quatre didn't even notice. Sleeping with his eyes open. Freaky. I tiptoe dramatically out of the kitchen. No one ever notices. I wasn't Shinigami for nothing.
I walk through the hall towards the bathroom. The whole house is silent. I walk into the bathroom and poke around in the cupboards.
hmmm... soap, tooth paste, sunscreen... ah ha! Just what I'm looking for. I pull out a razor for shaving. I press the blade to my thumb. Blood drips down. Sharp too.
I sit down in the bathroom and hold the razor to my right wrist I slice from the elbow to wrist. The pain is fierce, but I can't let the other be hurt by me. I cut my other wrist and watch the blood drip down over my arms.
This is taking a long time.
And it's so bloody quiet! I start to humm to myself to keep the scream of silence at bay. I hate silence.
I humm as loud as I can, but it's kinda getting hard. The lights are growing a bit dark.
Suddenly warm arms surround my middle and hoist me up into the air. I'm too weak to struggle. I notice someone's yelling.
Aw poop. They found me. I look up into my captors worried obsidian eyes. I never realized how pretty Wu-man is.
His lips moved and I could make out barelly,
"Hang on Duo, you're going to be okay."
And as I was swept into the unforgiving darkness,
I believed him.
***
To be Continued (BUM BUM BAAAAAAA!!!!!)
oh hoho (o_O what the hell was that?), a cliffhanger. Just so you guys know, THAT WASN'T THE END! DON'T YOU DARE FORGET ABOUT THIS STORY! I know, I know. It's short. But I'm lazy! I can't help it. It's been summer for me sense June 21, and I'm still trying to get ride of all my stress. I can't rush myself, or it will sound like complete shit (if it doesn't already).
I won't kill Duo (yet anyways).
peeps, if I don't get comments, I ain't doing more chapters!
ssj3_rachel@hotmail.com
Partners: 2x5 (Maybe. Haven't decided if they're actually gonna get with it.)
3x4 (Not much here. Just peeps knowing that they are in fact together.)
OKAY, HERE'S THE DEAL: I DO NOT WANT TO HEAR I HAVE SPELLING MISTAKES. WHY? BECAUSE I LIVE IN CANADA. MOST OF YOU OUT THERE LIVE IN THE US. SOME OF YOU LIVE IN ENGLAND, FRANCE, FINLAND, WHATEVER OTHER PLACES USE ROMAN NUMERALS. I DON'T CARE. POINT IS, WE'VE ALL GOT OUR OWN LITTLE WAY OF SPELLING WORDS. IF THEY'RE NOT RIGHT IN YOUR LANGUISH, THEY'RE PROBABLY RIGHT IN MINE!
SO DON'T BITCH!!!!!
(...or it could just be from my own lazyness, but do I really want to tell you guys that? No.)
THIS CHAPTER IS IN DUO'S POV.
Dead Eyes - Part I
You know, sometimes I think Quatre's the perfect mother. He's always watching me. Even when he thinks I have no idea. Silly Q.
hmmm, his mansion is full of fun little toys to play with. Oh, a china horse!
"Duo, please take the horse figure out of your mouth," Quatre scolds from the kitchen. I swear he has eyes in the back of his head. Uh oh, he's giving me the glare o death.
Pouting, I put the horsy back on the expensive shelve. Cherry wood. I wonder how it would look covered in blood?
***
Quatre, why do you have dark rings around your eyes? Am I that tiring?
You sit across from me at the table in the kitchen ready to fall into your coffee while you watch me play with the ketchup bottle (Ketchup is so pretty. Lovely red. Like blood). Am I that bad that you must watch me always?
I'm so sorry. I never wanted to cause anyone pain. Not like other people...
I slid off the chair I'm sitting in. Quatre didn't even notice. Sleeping with his eyes open. Freaky. I tiptoe dramatically out of the kitchen. No one ever notices. I wasn't Shinigami for nothing.
I walk through the hall towards the bathroom. The whole house is silent. I walk into the bathroom and poke around in the cupboards.
hmmm... soap, tooth paste, sunscreen... ah ha! Just what I'm looking for. I pull out a razor for shaving. I press the blade to my thumb. Blood drips down. Sharp too.
I sit down in the bathroom and hold the razor to my right wrist I slice from the elbow to wrist. The pain is fierce, but I can't let the other be hurt by me. I cut my other wrist and watch the blood drip down over my arms.
This is taking a long time.
And it's so bloody quiet! I start to humm to myself to keep the scream of silence at bay. I hate silence.
I humm as loud as I can, but it's kinda getting hard. The lights are growing a bit dark.
Suddenly warm arms surround my middle and hoist me up into the air. I'm too weak to struggle. I notice someone's yelling.
Aw poop. They found me. I look up into my captors worried obsidian eyes. I never realized how pretty Wu-man is.
His lips moved and I could make out barelly,
"Hang on Duo, you're going to be okay."
And as I was swept into the unforgiving darkness,
I believed him.
***
To be Continued (BUM BUM BAAAAAAA!!!!!)
oh hoho (o_O what the hell was that?), a cliffhanger. Just so you guys know, THAT WASN'T THE END! DON'T YOU DARE FORGET ABOUT THIS STORY! I know, I know. It's short. But I'm lazy! I can't help it. It's been summer for me sense June 21, and I'm still trying to get ride of all my stress. I can't rush myself, or it will sound like complete shit (if it doesn't already).
I won't kill Duo (yet anyways).
peeps, if I don't get comments, I ain't doing more chapters!
ssj3_rachel@hotmail.com