Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Shinigami's Challenge ❯ The Awakening ( Chapter 2 )

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Wufei woke up with a big headache. It took him several minutes to come around, but then he stopped short, when he looked around. Where the hell was he and where was Trowa? The last thing the young fighter remembered was that he and Trowa had been on the flight from single soldiers of the opponent army and that he has been injured.

That left only one possibility. Somehow they had managed to escape to this building and someone had taken care of them and their wounds.

The young Asian sat slowly up and took the time to take a closer look at his surroundings. He was in a dark room, which was only lighted by a few torches at the wall. Wufei himself sat on a futon bed, which stood in the middle of the room.

Wufei finally stood up and just then realized that he was wearing a clean set of kimono with a Hakama with his katana lying beside him. He really had to thank the one who had taken care of them. Now he had to find Trowa and then the one who lived here.

After taking his sword, he crossed the room and left it, just to find himself standing in a larger room, which was more of a hall. It also looked like the room, in which he had woken up, but was a lot larger. At the wall was something that looked like a gigantic Buddha statue, but then again it wasn't one. It was more like a statue of a strange raging god, looking grimmer because of the thunderstorm outside.

In front of it, several candles were burning.

Suddenly, Wufei heard a noise behind him and spun quickly around, pointing his drawn sword at the source of the noise. But it wasn't an enemy like he had suspected. It was a young Japanese, who seemed to be his age and was wearing black clothing.

Immediately he put his sword back into his scabbard.

"Who are you and where am I?" he asked.

But the other didn't answer. He just looked at a spot behind the Chinese fighter, where a second person was standing. Just then a new voice sounded, this time from behind.

"You must excuse him, but Hee-chan doesn't speak much!"

Again, Wufei whirled around to face the person, to which the new voice belonged. To his surprise it was another young man of his age. He had long brown hair, tied up in a long ponytail by a silver thong and wore a black kimono and over it a richly embroidered, glittering, black and silver Kamishimo.

But his amethyst eyes were the most interesting thing. The samurai had never seen such an eye colour. All in all, he was quite gorgeous in his own way. Wufei was glad that the room was dark so that the other couldn't see the faint blush on his cheeks.

"So you're awake?" the braided young man said with an unreadable expression on his face.

Then...the ghost of a smile graced his lips.

"Well...you must be starving. Hee-chan will fix something to eat for us. Okay, Heero?" he said to the Japanese, who just bowed.

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Later that evening, Wufei and the young man were sitting in the hall, the young man with his back to the statue and Wufei opposite him.

In front of them, several trays stood with various items of food on it.

Wufei stared at it hungrily, but didn't dare to eat something. On the other hand, he also didn't dare to look at the other one. Especially, he tried not to stare at the naked legs, which made an interesting sight from out of the young man's kimono.

"You know can eat this! It isn't as if I'd try to poison my guests. Please help yourself!" the latter said and began to eat.

The young samurai took his chopsticks, but before he began to eat as well, he had to ask one more question, which was bothering him the whole time.

"May I know you who are? I'd like to know the name of my rescuer."

His young host looked up from his dinner and Wufei shuddered, having those piercing eyes directed at him again.

"Not yet. But you can call me Duo until the time is right to say you my real name." he said und turned his attention back to the food.

Wufei raised an eyebrow questioningly, but didn't say anything further. Finally he also started to eat.

The food really tasted excellent, a real change to the spare meals, which he usually had eaten during a war. Wufei couldn't help but digging in further and further. It tasted way too good.

"It's very good!" he said. full of surprise.

"I know!" Duo said and continued to eat while watching the other one.

When both young men had finished their meals, they sat there in uncomfortable silence. Finally, Wufei broke it.

"I thank you for your help, but I still don't know how my friend is!"

"Oh, you mean the one who brought you here?" Duo asked.

Wufei nodded.

"I'm sorry but I'm afraid I couldn't help him! I did what I could but his wounds were far too deep. You were both half-death when you arrived here and I could only help one of you! I'm really sorry!" the braided young man replied, taking a sip of his Sake.

Wufei was really shocked. He couldn't believe it. Trowa was dead? Trying not to cry, he lowered his head, not letting the other see his misery.

"I see!" he whispered and gulped down the whole Sake in one draught.

After he had calmed down a little, he took a deep breath and faced Duo again.

"I'm sorry, but I have no family and he was like a brother to me!"

"I understand! War is cruel to everyone." Duo replied.

Wufei nodded agreeing, still a little bit shocked.

"Where is he?" he asked Duo.

"Well...I cleaned his body, changed his kimono and laid him in another room."

"You really did? That's one more thing I must thank you for!"

But Duo just waved off.

"Don't let it concern you! It wasn't a big effort for me!"

Again, silence fell over the room. Only the sound of the thunderstorm outside could be heard. Wufei poured himself more sake in his small glass and drank it. Then he let his eyes wander over the statue in front of him.

"I've never seen a temple like this before. Are you its priest?" the Chinese asked.

Duo suddenly began to laugh.

"Oh no! A few years ago, I stumbled over this place. It was rather derelict. Since not many people come this deep into the mountains and I really don't get along well with them, I found this the perfect place to live in."

"I see! And what about your servant?"

"You mean Hee-chan? He was already here for years! But what are you going to do now?"

The young samurai threw a puzzled look at Duo.

"Now?"

"Yes!"

Wufei lowered his head again.

"I don't know. I have nowhere to go. But I'll take Trowas body to his home. At least he has a home and that's the only way I can mourn him." He said, having the sudden urge to leave this place.

He got up and bowed politely.

"Thank you so much for everything. I have to leave."

Just when he turned, Duo held him back.

"What's the hurry? The enemy will be looking for you on the road you came and you certainly won't get far in this storm! To the west is a sheer cliff. You could go it down, but in this rain, it might collapse. So here's my suggestion for your own good: You can rest the night and tomorrow we'll see further. I have few guests here and I'm glad to have someone to drink with me after so long.

I know, considering your friend that this is not an auspicious encounter, but perhaps this, too, is some kind of destiny. So let's drink the night away and sit vigil for your friend. Tomorrow you're free to leave! What do you think?"

Wufei looked at Duo, while considering the possibilities. He could go now, get drenched, fall off a cliff, or worse, get captured by the enemy. Or he could stay, get drunk and leave tomorrow. Well, that wasn't an easy question.

"Well, then...I'll take you up on that! You have my thanks!" he said, sitting down on the floor again.

"No, you have mine...! I promise...We'll make a night of it." Duo replied with a mad glint in his eyes.

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Yes, the first chapter is ready! I'm really sorry for killing Trowa off, but it was necessary for sake of the story! Hope you like! Shall I continue? Let me know:

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