Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Sandrock was no more ❯ Chapter 8 ( Chapter 9 )

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Chapter eight

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Robin froze, a scream caught in her throat as she stared at the military jeep that was speeding towards her. The blonde ran at the girl's voice, catching her and pushing her out of the vehicle's way. They both hit the ground hard. The car swerved off, doing a 180 and crashed into the side of a brick building.

The blonde groaned rubbing the side of his head. Slowly, he opened his eyes. His sticky hands were covered with dark red blood. "Uh!" He gasped, blinking his eyes several times, rubbing them, shaking his head, "I don't believe it!" He uttered, blinking his eyes again, "Robin! I can see!" Joyfully, Mathew looked around to finally see the face of that matched Robin's gentle, kind, happy voice.

What he saw made his blood run cold. A petite young woman with auburn hair lay on the ground unconscious. Blood was spreading onto the curb from where it flowed from a wound on the side of her head.

"Robin?" He asked gently shaking her shoulder, supporting the base of her neck.

The girl's eyes fluttered open, "M…Mattie?" she grimaced in pain.

"Ssshhh," He quieted, "Try not to move."

"Mattie…" She reached up to touch his face, "I love you…"

Mathew yelled as she went limp in his arms, "ROBIN!" Frantically he looked about him at the bystanders, "SOMEONE CALL AN AMBULANCE!" He screamed, "Robin, Hang in there!"

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From inside the car, a pair of half hidden emerald eyes watched the blonde boy as he tried to stench the blood flow of the young girl he had saved. "It's not… possible…" The emerald eyes blinked several times before they closed and their owner lost consciousness.

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"Hiiro! Please don't kill me!" Duo pleaded into the vid phone, his hands together as if in prayer, "I swear it's not my fault!"

"What are you babbling about Baka?" Wu Fei scowled, his ill temper seeping through his demeanor.

"Please! Promise you won't kill me!" The braided boy was desperate, "Please promise!!"

"I'm going to kill you if you don't tell me what your problem is RIGHT NOW!" Wu Fei threatened.

"Uh…" Duo moaned with indecision. He began to bang his forehead with his fist.

"Duo, it's okay, I won't kill you." Hiiro said in his stoic voice.

The braided boy heaved a deep sigh, "Trowa's gone."

"YOU LOST HIM!?" Wu Fei shouted, "YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO WATCH HIM!"

"I didn't lose him… exactly," Duo cringed, "I know exactly where he is."

"And where is that exactly?" Hiiro demanded.

"Sanque General, emergency ward… under police guard."

"WHAT!? HOW THE HELL DID THAT HAPPEN!?"

"He stole a jeep and ran over two pedestrians." Duo explained nervously.

"YIEAAHHH!" Wu Fei snarled, turning his back and leaving the sight of the phone. Off screen Duo could hear crashing and the breakage of items in the back.

"Wu Fei, don't touch my lap top." Hiiro warned, "Duo, why would he do something like this?"

The braided boy shrugged, "I'm not sure, it has something to do with Catherine."

"You didn't call her yet…?"

"Nu-huh, but she was with Relena and Dorothy at the palace."

Hiiro's eyes narrowed, "Duo, shadow Trowa. Do not get involved with the police. We'll meet you there."

"Right the braided boy acknowledged, hanging up the phone.

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Mathew hesitantly walked down the hospital ward. Something deep inside of his heart told him that he needed to face the person responsible for Robin's accident. It was a strong forceful pull that moved his feet closer and closer until he stood at the door.

Suddenly, a mixture of fear, remorse, loneliness, and grief bombarded the blonde. It was overwhelming and nauseating for him. He almost collapsed and would have if he were not holding the door knob so tightly. The fear, he recognized as his own, but the other emotions were another's.

`It's the same as before…' Mathew thought his hand clenched tightly at his chest. "Trowa…?"

He still didn't know who Trowa was, but maybe he was about to find out. Slowly he turned the knob and stepped into the room.

The lights were dim and it appeared that the occupant of the bed was asleep. Slowly the blonde crept closer.

"It's him!" The boy exclaimed in a hushed voice. "The boy from my dreams!"

The boy was an older teenager. Tall for his age. He had pale skin and appeared to be thin. His dark reddish brown hair covered half his face. There was a bandaged cut over his visible left eye. His right hand was handcuffed to the railing.

Sorrow swept through the blonde. Moved, he reached out and gently brushed the bandage. His aquamarine eye watered, "I did this to you, didn't I?" He whispered, "I'm so sorry. I don't know what I did, but I'm so sorry." Tears fell from his eyes, splashing soundlessly onto the floor.

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`Quatre…' Trowa's mind called, `I could have sworn I saw him… heard him…Quatre?' Slowly he opened his emerald eyes. Even in the dim lighting, he could see the shine of hair the color of pale spun gold, and the tears that framed his round, childlike face. `IT IS HIM!'

Slowly he reached out with his free hand to wipe the tears away, "It's okay, Quatre." He whispered, his voice raspy.

The blonde boy looked startled that Trowa had woken, but he also looked confused and frightened.

"Where have you been?" Trowa asked gently straining to sit up, "I looked all over for you."

The blonde backed away, his body quaking in visible fear.

"Wait…" Trowa pleaded, his free hand reaching for the other boy, "Quatre!" His emerald eyes implored the other boy to stay..

A sharp pain of panic pinched at the blonde boy's heart, "I… I think you have the wrong person…!" He grimaced before bolting out of the room and down the hall.

"QUATRE?" Trowa cried.

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"Give me a break, Hiiro!" Duo complained loudly as they all stepped off of the elevator, "There was no way for me to have known that he'd go and pull a stunt like this!"

"You were the one who said how much he hated her." Hiiro reminded the boy, yanking on the end of Duo's long braid.

"YE-OW! DAMNIT HIIRO!"

"Why would Catherine be talking to Relena and Dorothy anyway? I didn't even know that they knew each other." Wu Fei frowned pushing past the two bickering friends, "Now which room is Barton's?"

"258." Duo grumbled rubbing the back of his head, "Down the hall, around the corner, 3 doors on the left."

"And the police guard?"

"Should really stay off the laxatives." The braided boy grinned, quite pleased with himself. Hiiro and Wu Fei stared at the American.

"Okay, I don't even want to know." Wu Fei said walking down the corridor.

"What!?" Duo demanded, "Hiiro said I couldn't use `aggressive means'!"

"Yui said that?" Wu Fei snorted in disbelief.

"I did." Hiiro confirmed. Wu Fei cocked an eyebrow at the Japanese boy. "Battles should be limited to situations were nothing else will work."

"Come on, guys, Trowa's room is down this way." Duo said rounding the corner.

WHAM!

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To be continued…