Twin Horizons-Reality Ever After II
A Gundam Wing Fanfic: Duo and Wufei continuing story
By Carol Edwards aka Eternal Spark
Email: dreamerisle@hotmail.com
Residing at Dreamer's
Isle and Hugs
& Kisses: a Wufei lovers shrine
Warning: The following story contains yaoi (male/male relationship),
angst, sap, and rated NC17 for sexual content, language and
violence. You have been advised.
Special Warning: This chapter containing snippets of the
triplets past and wonders of a little ole thing called a CD!! Enjoy
Disclaimer: Sob!! The GW Bish are not mine!!! It hurts to
even think about it!! But Dashea, Darien, Xi-Shin or any characters
not originally created by Amanda Marque do! YAY!! Now
I feel better!! This chapter is dedicated to Dina-chan! Hey!
We may not talk all the time, but the twins absolutely adore
you!! *Dashea and Darien waving their X-mas present for
ya* I also wanna dedicate this chapter to Amanda-sama...
who is still trying to guess my secrets (>=P Koo!) and to Novea
for inspiring this chapter!!
Chapter Five
In the darkness...a lone heartbeat beat to its own drum....
Babump...
"You're such a good boy, Darien!" as silver eyes twinkled,
staring downward on her oldest child…her only son.
"My little kitten!"
Babump...
"Dashea...Darien...your sandwiches are ready!"
Babump...
"Mommy, are you okay?" Chestnut brows frowning in worry,
wiping wispy bangs away from small light-amethyst eyes.
The woman smiled down on her son, wiping the sweat
from her brow. "I'm fine...I'm just a little sleepy, Little one.
Don't worry about me so much. Let's continue with
your lessons..."
Babump...
"Why were you stealing, Darien! You don't have to steal
to feed us! We're okay...just the three of us..."
Babump...
"My little love...just like your father..."
BABUMP!!! BABUMP!!!! BABUMP!!!
Dlan continually stared at Xi-Shin, questioning every word
uttered from his mouth. Lies! They were all lies! Not too long
ago, he and a trusted group of record keepers had personally
gone over all the books and financial statements involving the
orphanage, making sure everything was running smoothly.
Though they were barely in the black...they were still in the
black. The exotic man before him, with the distinct aura of a
cat, was trying to intimidate him or rather the employer that
he represented was and didn't have the balls to face him.
Strange thoughts rumbled through his head. Why?! Why this
place? There were other areas better suited for any venture
this Codrington person would want...so why here? Dlan had
to think a moment. This was not the first attempt against the
orphanage. Similar threats lingered over the structure, surfacing
as the so-called Godsent curse where dead bodies were slowly
surfacing from beneath the sanctuary. Good thing people assumed
the incident as a hoax. Loud thumping interrupted his thoughts as
both his eyes and that of Mr. Chang stared at the door
to his office.
Rising and pushing his chair away from his mahogany desk,
he proceeded towards the door. The old knob turned
slowly, feeling like it needed some oil and as he pulled it
opened in his direct, a gentle pressure fell into the room
as it released. Dlan's eyes gasped at the chestnut fire
dropping into his office like a sack of potatoes…
directly at his feet.
"DARIEN?!?!?"
Dashea, who was so preoccupied killing space invaders
on the computer, heard the strange crack in Dlan's voice
and then noticed her brother's dead weight fall to the floor.
She bolted right off of Elizabeth's lap directly towards him!
"DARIEN!! TWIN?!?!?"
"What the hell is wrong with him!!" The visitor questioned
as he stared at the scene.
Dlan, who was already kneeling, turned the unmoving boy
over, shaking him lightly, trying to get some type of response
from him...anything! The body remained rigid...unmoving...and
then he saw the soulless eyes! When the hell did his eyes go
black?!? He was just laughing with the hyper two just a few
minutes ago!!! His mind reeling, trying to remember a similar
incident from the past but coming up with nothing! This had
never happened before, not even in any of their sessions!!
Violet eyes watched, terrified of the sight before her.
Dashea knew...she knew what was wrong with him. It was
happening again...that dreaded monster that drove her brother
inside himself...deep within the sanctuary of his mind. It was a
security measure on her brother's part...whenever something
extremely traumatic happened, Darien had a way of shutting
himself down and Dashea hated when he did that. Only his
mother had the key to his awakening, drawing him out of his
shell. But their mother was not here...she was deceased. She
remembered a time...two years ago when they first arrived...
they found themselves in strange surroundings and like any
child that age, fear and anxiety ruled over rational thought.
That had been the last time her brother had actually talked,
in his own speaking voice, kicking and screaming for their
now deceased mother. His eyes were shifting between violet
and black that time also...but as the soft sounds of music played
around them, surrounding them, Darien's gaze shifted as he saw
something on the television screen. His sister's gaze followed his
obediently. Dashea saw it...with her own eyes. Duo Maxwell
soothed her irate brother down...her beloved brother who
thrashed like a wild animal within the nun's arms...soothed by
the gorgeous singer...who looked exactly like them.
"Any one got the Duo Maxwell CD on them?" the little girl
screamed, so loud it scared everyone at their computer terminals.
Dlan looked questionably at the little girl. Her voice continually
yelling for that particular CD, screaming like it was the
only way to bring her brother out of his living hell. Tears
flowed down her already reddened cheeks, her hysterics
justified. As she held her sibling rocking him to wake, one of
the employees, Jennifer, ran to her, having her CD player with
her that day with "Duo Maxwell, on how life is". Swiftly placing
the headsets of her brother's ears, Dashea pressed play
waiting for something she wished to happen.
Xi-Shin shook his head, grumbling in annoyance. If the child
had not been so nosy, this wouldn't have happened. But soon
guilt washed over him. "What's wrong with the child?" he
inquired softly.
"I don't know...he must have heard us talking..." Dlan's eyes
frowned. Yes...Darien must have overheard their conversation.
It had taking a while to break through the child. He had just
gotten the boy to open up, feeling the security of a family
there and now it seemed that the little boy's eavesdropping
might have caused all Dlan's hard work to disintegrate to
pieces. Poor little boy...
Listless lids blinked as ebony orbs slowly fluctuating between
black to violet like light escaping darkness in the battle of
daybreak. Dashea sighed in relief. It was working. Dlan
didn't waste anytime as he began slapping the boy awake.
Whimpering told him that the child would be okay but he was
not taking any chances as he picked up the boy and carried him
to the infirmary. But before he left he asked Mr. Chang to wait
until he arrived back so they could finish their conversation.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Clarke…" Xi-Shin began, looking at his watch,
"but I have other appointments to attend to. We will continue
to discuss this matter by phone, tomorrow at 11 a.m. sharp."
And with that, the tall exotic man walked out, not caring as
numerous eyes pierced his back…especially that of a little
girl with revenge on the mind.
~***~
Winner Mansion
Duo sat cross-legged on the linoleum floor, in one of the
various sound studios within the Winner mansion. It was
huge! A gorgeous spacious area surrounded on all sides
by large stained glass windows, letting the light surround
the residents during the day or night. Quarte giggled, watching
Duo straightening out multiple sheets of music as he
brainstormed over different melodies. 1/3 of the floor
was filled with crumpled papers that missed the garbage
can, a case of pens of various colors itching to be used,
and other musical paraphernalia. The piano sat in the right
hand corner waiting for someone to touch its keys to
produce the magic of music while Quarte's violin laid a
few inches from his owner as the said musical genius worked
on a report, typing on his laptop. Along side of him, Trotre
gurgled in baby talk while watching his blonde father work.
Very protective over his youngest son, Quarte had brought
the baby in with him since Trowa was in a meeting and Duo
wanted to see him.
"Such a cutie..." Duo thought to himself as he continuously
sneaked quick glances at Trotre. It was the first time in a
while Duo saw Quarte so relaxed and not in his usual
hyperness and the funniest part was his clothing. Not in
his usual pink but with tight denim jeans, a stylish Nike
sport shirt and sneakers to match his shirt. He looked
very causal for the president of an empire. Duo shook
his head as he watched my best friend, the young empath
sitting crossed legged on the floor working negotiations
over the net.
Small baby blue eyes watched his parent's fingers fly over
alphanumeric keys. Trotre's gurgles alerted Quarte causing
him to glance over at his son, smiling knowing he only wanted
some attention and continued working. His little son loved to
be in this particular room. Quarte had noticed the first night
Trotre was legally his how the child cried hysterically but the
moment the Arabian brought him into this room, fascination
took over. Trowa and him camped out in the room all night
until the baby fell sound asleep. Mind you they had to play
in order for him to sleep. So now and then when the baby
fell grumpy from a cold or just plain cranky, Quarte would
bring him to the sound studio to play his violin. The little
one would gurgle in appreciation and fall flat asleep from
the warm lullaby.
But today was different. Little Trotre was fascinated with the
strange man with the colorful hair in the room. Even from a baby's
perspective, a child knows who to like and whom not to and the
man with the pretty eyes with even prettier hair was interesting.
If only he would pick him up so he could play with it.
As if reading the little boy's thoughts, Quarte stopped typing
and picked up his infant son from the car seat, tickling his little
potbelly. He felt Duo's eyes on him instantly while he cuddled
the baby and the first thought that entered his mind was Duo
wanted to have kids. He was fully aware of Duo's insecurities
concerning children especially about his childhood and growing
up on the streets. But Duo was a natural, the kids adore him
and the only problem with them was the situation of always
trying to attack his braid. Otherwise their braided friend would
make an excellent father...
"You want to hold him?"
Duo blinked in awareness, not realizing he was staring.
"Huh?!? No...Naah! I might drop him or something."
"I don't believe that, Duo-kun." He replied giggling.
"So how long have you been wanting to have a child?"
Damn! Him and that uncanny sense of his! "Excuse me?!?
I don't know what you're talking about. "
"You know what I'm talking about."
"I think your brain is fried from all these kids! Who
said I wanted children? Did I say I did? Besides you
have a enough for the lot of us!"
"But it's natural for me!" He replied, smiling. "We've always
had huge families and I love kids. You should see story-time
around here, Duo. Trowa is a wonder! I love when he tells
them his circus stories."
"I can imagine!"
"Hey!" Quarte replied defensively. "You only saw how they
act when they're sick otherwise they are adorable."
Duo snickered remembering that time. "Adorable huh...
Helions if you asked me!"
Quarte frowned, about to change the subject. "How's the
writing coming along?"
"Hmmn…I have some ideas. Just have to brainstorm I guess."
In the music industry, an artist's second album has to surpass
the first and that was a hard feat to do in Duo's eyes. The first
one was dealing mainly on his life and the drama of letting go
to begin life anew. That album touched a lot of people and
helped a lot of lost souls much to his surprise and was still
going strong. Now he was at a standstill. With his soul
purged he was finally happy. The happiest that he had
ever been in his life. Now he didn't know where to begin
on this album. Should he continue on the saga by going to
"The next level?" He was a happily married newlywed
now…and a career that was growing by leaps and bounds.
But why did he feel like it wasn't enough? He loved Wufei
that was for sure…more than life itself. But something was
making him feel empty all of a sudden...like his life wasn't
complete just yet. "Maybe it could be romance album…you
know like remake some of the old stuff…I found a couple
of songs that are classics that I would love to do over."
Blond eyebrows arched. "Romance huh? Is this the same
Duo who put red ink in Wufei's shampoo?"
Duo had to laugh. That incident had happened such a very
long time ago when he teased his husband during the war to
the point of changing his ebony locks to red. Wufei had a fit,
chasing him all over the mansion. Heero had saved him that
time. "Yeah that was funny!" he thought aloud. "But I
wouldn't try that now. I love my Wu-bear's hair.
Quarte had to agree. From the tiny pigtail, Wufei's hair had
grown to his butt. Even he had to admit how sexy the Chinese
man looked with that long ebony silk fanning against the man's
copper skin tone. Two bishonens, with hair longer than
the other. "I think Romance could be an option, Duo. We
can fiddle around with some sounds. Just don't make a
remake of "Ebony and Ivory."
"Well that could describe us to a point." Duo chuckled with
Quarte throwing one of Trotre's squeaky toys at him.
"Yeah, Wufei's hair and yours...I bet the fight for a hair dryer
is classic in your house."
"Don't hate, Q-kun! You can always grow that blond
mane of yours."
Quarte giggled. "No thank you. You two have enough for
both of us. Besides the kids would have a field day with me.
They always try to comb Trowa's bang back...and the
damn thing slaps right back into place."
Laughter rang throughout the studio. All this fun and Duo
didn't even realize he had to go to the bathroom. "I'll be back,
Q-kun."
Quarte continued giggling and reached over playing with the
baby when the phone within the room rung. He blinked,
wondering what was so important to disturb him. Shaking
his head, he picked up the cell phone. Reentering, Duo
came back with Quarte still on the phone. The once jovial
mood was gone and a frown was plastered on Quarte's face.
"What's wrong, Quarte?"
Sighing, Quarte to a breath, rubbing the golden locks of his
son's hair. "That was Dlan, Duo. He needs a favor from you."
Duo blinked in confusion. "From me? What is it?"
"I don't know...but we'll find out when we get to the
orphanage..."
TBC
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Author notes: ^^;;; Gomen Nasai!! I know! I know!
(dodging chibi gundams attacking her) This should have been
done but family problems intervened. But it is a good chapter!
Now I'm gonna get back on the ball again. I have so much
to do...and >< I have to update my Dreamer's Isle website!!
OH THE HUMANITY!!!
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