[Gundam Wing] [Blood and Tears: Reunion] (Ch 4, part 1 - Unwanted Visitors)
Standard disclaimer goes here - Gundam Wing is not mine, it belongs to someone else, yada yada.
A/N: This chapter was supposed to be a lot longer, but due to circumstances beyond my control - moving, 17 muses, real life - I had to chop it in half. Just consider this ch 4, and the next installment I get out will be ch 5. Gomen nasai for taking so long! Also, this chapter is dedicated to my imouto-chan. She wanted Wufei and Kiara, and she’s getting Wufei and Kiara. *smirk*
Warnings: Language, angst, maybe OOC - Oh hell, see previous chapters for the rest of it. Nothing’s changed. lol.
Pairings: 1x2x1, 3x4x3, 5xKiara
Blood and Tears: Reunion by Manic Grasshopper 11/16/02 - 7/5/03 *cough* *choke*
Chapter Four - Unwanted Visitors (4/?)
The girl standing behind their table was about 5’ 4”, with blonde hair that just brushed the tops of her shoulders and blue eyes. She was smirking at Kiara, her hands on her hips. Kiara let her eyes run over Alice’s outfit and sighed inwardly. Alice hadn’t changed at all. She was wearing skin-tight jeans, a pair of sandals, and a shirt so tight it was rather obvious she wasn’t wearing a bra. Out of the corner of her eye, Kiara caught Duo staring and elbowed him in the ribs. He let out a slight yelp and dropped his gaze to the floor.
“So,” Alice drawled, “I see you’ve made some friends. That’s a first for you, isn’t it? Oh, wait, there was Terran...but you two were much more than friends, weren’t you? Which one are you sleeping with?” She smiled, then gestured to Trowa. “That one perhaps? He looks worth it.”
Kiara shoved her chair out of the way as she stood up.
“Fuck off.”
Alice’s eyes darkened slightly. “I’d rather fuck one of them. How about him?” She nodded towards Duo.
Kiara shoved her. “Don’t even think of touching him.”
Alice glared at Kiara, then eyed Duo again. “He looks familiar...oh, Kiara, is this that little brat that you saved? Well, with a body like his, maybe it wasn’t such a waste after all. Let me guess, he’s the one you’re screwing.”
“Bitch.” Kiara hissed. “It’s nothing like that.”
“Oh, I’m sure.” Alice brought a hand to her face and pushed a stay piece of hair out of her eyes. “Terran’s going to be overjoyed to hear you’re alive. He misses you terribly.”
Kiara’s heart skipped a beat. “Terran?”
“Um-hum.” Alice’s eyes were roving over all the pilots, and they were being careful not to look at her eyes, but still watch her movements. Duo was uncomfortable as hell. Alice was looking at him like a piece of meat.
Kiara forced herself to push Terran out of her mind and focused on Alice.
“What do you want?”
Alice laughed. “What a silly question. The same thing Kevin wants - the traitor’s head on a platter.”
Kiara stood her ground. “Well, you’re not getting it. Get the hell out of here before I rip your face off.”
Alice clucked her tongue. “And reveal to all these humans what you really are? I don’t think so, Kiara. You’ve spent far too much time trying to be inconspicuous to blow it like that. But if you want me to go, I’ll go...although I might pay a visit to a few of your friends later.” She glanced over at Quatre and smiled. “I always have been partial to blondes.”
Quatre went as white as a sheet.
Kiara stepped closer to Alice and grabbed her shirt by the collar.
“Touch them, any of them, and I will kill you, Alice. Slowly. And I guarantee you, it will hurt.”
She let go of Alice as the other vampire stepped back.
“My, you must care for them a great deal. I’ll have to remember to tell Kevin...and Terran.”
The last was a teasing shot, and then she was gone. Kiara sunk back into her chair, utterly drained and frightened. There was silence at the table for a few seconds, then Duo spoke.
“That was Alice? Holy shit.”
***
After Alice left the cafeteria, everyone found that their appetites had disappeared as well. They began to head back to the dorms, and were almost there when suddenly Trowa swore. Quatre glanced up in alarm. “Trowa? What is it?”
The tall boy was checking his pockets. “My sunglasses. I must have left them at the table.”
“I’ll go with you to retrieve them,” Wufei volunteered. Trowa nodded, and the two headed back. Duo grinned at Kiara.
“Guess you’re walkin’ with Quatre to his room. Stick around ‘til Wufei gets back with Trowa, okay?”
Kiara nodded as Duo pulled Heero farther down the hall and into the section of the school that housed the dormitories. After a few minutes of walking, they arrived at Quatre and Trowa’s room. The blonde unlocked the door, then beckoned Kiara inside. He closed the door, locked it, then sat on his bed.
Kiara perched herself on the edge of Trowa’s bed and waited. Any time now...
There was a sudden knock at the door, and Quatre jumped up to answer it.
“Don’t.” Kiara said. “It’s Alice.”
Quatre froze, then turned to look at her. “Are you sure?” He whispered. Kiara inclined her head slightly. Quatre went very pale.
“Quatre...open the door, would you? It’s terribly cold in this hallway.”
Kiara bit her lip as Quatre’s eyes began to glaze over and he started for the door.
“Quatre, don’t.”
The blonde stopped and looked at her, puzzled.
“Why not?”
“Remember what I told you guys earlier? She’ll kill you. Don’t open the door.”
Quatre started to turn away again. “But that’s silly. She’s just cold.”
Damn it. Kiara hated this. “Quatre, look at me.”
He did, his hand resting lightly on the doorknob. Kiara held his gaze as hard as she could.
“Do not open the door. Alice will kill you, do you understand?”
“Kill me...” Quatre’s eyes still had that glazed-over look to them, but they also seemed different somehow. She was getting through to him.
“Quatre, please open the door. I’m so very cold...”
At the sound of Alice’s voice, the connection between himself and Kiara was broken. He began to undo the lock.
Shit. Where the hell are Wufei and Trowa?
Kiara jumped off of the bed and yanked Quatre away from the door, spinning him to face her.
“I’m sorry.”
He looked confused for the briefest of seconds, then Kiara punched him in the stomach. Not too hard - she didn’t want to leave any lasting damage. Surprise and pain crossed the boy’s features, then he slumped into her arms, unconscious. Kiara carefully settled him on his bed, then went to the door.
“I told you to fuck off, Alice.”
“So you did.”
Kiara could almost see Alice smirking on the other side of the door.
“Whatever did you do to the poor boy? I can’t sense him anymore.”
“None of your damn business. Now go away!”
Alice laughed. “I suppose I’ll have to. Your friends are coming.”
Kiara heard a whisper of movement, then everything was still. On his bed, Quatre groaned.
“Kiara? Why did you punch me?”
She crossed over to him and smiled apologetically.
“I’m really sorry...but she had your mind, and I couldn’t free you. It was the only way.”
Quatre nodded. “Thank you then, for saving my life.”
Kiara smiled. “Anytime.”
A sudden noise in the hall made them both jump, and then a key turned in the lock. Trowa and Wufei entered, both looking annoyed.
“Looked all over the table for them, and the floor, just to find them on Maxwell’s chair...” Wufei was grumbling.
“Someone moved them,” Trowa replied, then his expression of annoyance turned to concern as he saw Quatre, who was now sitting up, clutching his stomach slightly.
“What happened?”
Quatre pushed blonde hair out of his eyes as he tried to smile. “Alice paid us a visit, and Kiara saved me the only way she could.”
Then he explained what had happened, with Kiara filling in the bits he didn’t remember. When they were through, Trowa was astonished, as well as grateful.
“Kiara - thank you.”
She shrugged. “I was just protecting one of my friends, that’s all. Wufei, would you walk me to my room? I’m tired.”
The Chinese boy nodded and opened the door for her. They wished Trowa and Quatre goodnight as they left.
Wufei and Kiara walked down the still hall in silence until they reached her room. Kiara unlocked her door and opened it.
“Thanks ‘Fei. See you tomorrow.”
He didn’t reply - not even to tell her not to call him ‘Fei. He simply studied her for a moment. Then he spoke.
“When was the last time you...fed?”
Kiara half-smiled. “This morning. Skipping one meal won’t kill me.”
“But it’ll weaken you.”
“Wufei, it’s a bit dark to go hunting under the circumstances. You’ve seen what hides in the shadows. I can wait until tomorrow.”
Wufei took a deep breath and released it. “You can have some of mine.”
Kiara stared at him in disbelief. “What?”
Wufei’s eyes were determined. “You can drink from me. Not a lot, but enough to hold you over until you can get out tomorrow...” Then he frowned. “One of us is going to have to go hunting with you.”
“Yes,” Kiara replied softly. “Or be a regular donor, which I’d rather not have to resort to.” She sighed. “Well, come in ’Fei, and let’s do this.”
He followed her inside, automatically locking the door after he’d shut it. Kiara climbed onto her bed, settled herself against the headboard, then motioned to him.
“After this is done you should probably sleep in here for tonight, just to be safe. You’re going to be a little weak.”
Wufei thought about this for a moment before climbing onto the bed with her.
“I see the logic. So how exactly do you - do we - “
Kiara grinned as she pulled him into her arms. “I do all the work, you just relax.”
“Sounds like a line out of a porno film,” Wufei muttered as Kiara tilted his head to one side, exposing his neck.
She chuckled. “It does, doesn’t it? It’s going to sting at first - don’t fight it. That makes the pain worse.”
Wufei fidgeted a little. “Can we get this over with?”
“Hey, you’re the one who volunteered. Hold still.”
He did, and Kiara lowered her mouth to a pulsing vein in his neck and bit him.
She heard Wufei’s sharp intake of breath and he tensed. She reached out her free hand, grasping one of his, feeling him relax as she drank. She only fed for a minute, maybe less - she didn’t want to hurt him. Afterwards, Wufei slipped his fingers up to the still bleeding wounds.
“Ouch.”
Kiara lightly smacked his fingers away. “Idiot. Leave them alone so they can clot.”
Wufei scowled.
“Tired?”
“No, actually I’m-” He yawned suddenly. Kiara smirked, and he frowned. “Maybe a little.”
“Go to sleep then,” Kiara whispered. Wufei’s eyes closed - he was asleep within seconds. Kiara continued to hold him, and for a long while didn’t sleep, thinking about what horrors the next day might bring.
***
Kiara awoke the next morning still propped against the headboard. Wufei wasn’t in the room, but there was a note lying on her bed. She leaned forward to pick it up, wincing a little.
“Note to self,” She muttered. “Never sleep like that again.”
Kiara let her eyes roam over the neat writing on the page.
Kiara - classes are at eight, and you’ve got History with me. I’ll be back to pick you up at ten to eight. I assume you won’t need breakfast.
Wufei
Kiara grinned. No, she wouldn’t need breakfast, but she’d more than likely be hungry by lunch time. She’d have to slip over to that OZ base, find herself a few good men- The grin turned into an outright smirk. And she needed someone with her, didn’t she? Wufei had handled the night before pretty well. She jumped off of her bed and grabbed a clean uniform before heading into her bathroom. Maybe Wufei wouldn’t mind being her hunting partner.
***
At exactly ten to eight, there was a knock on the door. Kiara pulled it open to reveal a rather grumpy Wufei. He was standing there in his uniform, loosening his tie somewhat, and scowling. His sunglasses were folded in the breast pocket of his navy-blue blazer. What really got Kiara though, was that Wufei’s hair was down. Strands fell into his eyes as he looked at her.
“What?”
“Your - hair. Why’s it down?”
Wufei scowled some more and briefly flipped a portion of it back so she could see the bandage covering the bites.
“I couldn’t very well walk around with it tied back, could I? It looks like a severe hickey.”
Kiara snickered. “Sorry...but you know, you do look awfully cute like that...put on the sunglasses and complete the picture, would you? I wouldn’t mind a wet dream tonight.” She smirked as Wufei frowned at her.
“We’re going to be late.”
Kiara grabbed her books, stepped outside the door, then closed and locked it.
“You’re no fun at all ‘Fei.”
“What about Terran? Why bother putting the moves on me if Terran’s alive?”
Kiara sobered immediately. “He’s been with Kevin for a while. He won’t be the same. Alice said he misses me...but she’s a notorious liar. He might want to kill me now too.”
Wufei fell quiet for a few moments before speaking again. “ So do you like me, or am I just something to play with?”
Kiara clutched her books to her chest. “I like you as a friend...and maybe something more.”
“If things are over between you and Terran?”
“Yes.”
That was the end of the conversation, as they had reached the classroom, and some students were still milling about the entrance. Wufei got them seats near the door in case of trouble, but there was none. The lesson went smoothly, and after class they met Trowa in the hallway by his locker. Kiara said goodbye to Wufei and headed off to English with the tall boy.
***
“English has to be the most boring subject on Earth,” She complained to Quatre as he waved goodbye to Trowa and they slowly headed to Health class. Quatre’s stomach was bruised from the night before when she’d hit him, but thankfully it wasn’t too bad. “We’re studying Romeo and Juliet right now. It’s sentimental sap.”
Quatre beamed. “I’ve read that - It’s a lovely story, but so sad.”
“Yes. Two lovesick idiots who commit suicide. Yippee.”
Quatre frowned in concern. “Kiara, do you feel well? This doesn’t sound like you.”
She shrugged. “I’m okay. Just thinking about a conversation ‘Fei and I had this morning, that’s all.”
“Oh.” He didn’t push for details - if she wanted to tell him, she would. They entered the classroom and took their seats. A minute later the teacher came in and began writing on the board. When he was done, he turned to face the students.
“All right, today we’ll be starting chapter eleven in your textbooks. Please turn to page four hundred and ten, ‘Sexual Reproduction’.”
Several of the girls giggled, while the boys began to mutter. Kiara snuck a look at Quatre and tried not to laugh. He was turning to chapter eleven, but he was faintly pink. She leaned over.
“Problem, Quatre?”
His blush deepened as he shook his head. Kiara decided to leave him alone for now and opened her own book. This class would be interesting.
***
They were walking down the hall to the cafeteria, Kiara chattering brightly.
“Honestly Quatre, every time Mr. Owens said the word ‘anus’ you looked like you were about to pass out. And then when he brought up lubricants-”
The blonde shot her a pained look. “Kiara, please...could we not talk about it any more?”
Kiara grinned. “Sure. Oh hey, Duo’s waiting for us.” She pointed to the cafeteria entrance where Duo was leaning against the wall by the doors, a serious expression on his face.
“I wonder what the matter is...You don’t suppose Alice is around again?” Quatre paled slightly at the memory. Kiara patted his back reassuringly. “No, I don’t sense her. It’s okay.”
They reached Duo, and he threw an apologetic glance at Quatre. “Ki and I have gotta talk. The others are already inside.”
Quatre nodded and went in. Kiara frowned. “Can this wait? I was going to get Wufei to go hunting with me. I’m hungry, Duo.”
“Then I’ll feed you,” He replied as he took her arm and led her to her room.
“What’s so important?” She asked as she unlocked her door and went inside. Duo frowned as he followed her in. “You’ll see.” He locked the door and sat down on her chair, then just looked at her. Kiara stared back. What was going on?
“Duo?”
He held out his wrist. “Will this work?”
She eyed his arm and nodded, trying to ignore how hungry she was. “Duo, what-”
“Just eat, then we’ll talk, okay?”
He looked tired - like he’d been up too late, thinking. Kiara sighed, then stepped over to him. Duo wasn’t going to tell her anything until after she’d fed, so she might as well. She could still go hunting with Wufei later.
She took Duo’s wrist, held it up to her lips, closed her eyes, and bit him. Duo drew in his breath in a hiss of pain, then relaxed. Kiara did like she’d done the night before with Wufei - only took a little, then released him. Duo studied the punctures for a moment before glancing up.
“Do you have bandages or something?” When she nodded towards her bathroom, he rose and disappeared into it. He emerged a few minutes later, wrist neatly bandaged, and sat back down.
“Ki, you should sit for this.”
She took a seat on her bed and studied him expectantly.
“Well?”
Duo ran his fingers through his bangs, clearly agitated. “I don’t even know how to start this. Damn it.”
“Duo, please.”
He drew a ragged breath and began. “D’ya remember after you saved me, I went off to take care of the other kids?”
Kiara nodded - She did, vividly.
“Well, eventually we ended up bein’ taken in by the Maxwell Church. It was a good, safe place - Father Maxwell and Sister Helen were kind to us. We were sent to school...all the kids got adopted. Except me.”
There was a lot more to this, Kiara could feel it. Why didn’t he just come out and say what he wanted?
“Duo, just tell me.”
His amethyst eyes glanced up at her in agony. “God, Ki - I - Oh hell.” He dragged his fingers through his bangs again.
“I had a dream one night. There was this...guy. Tall, wearin’ a black cloak with a hood. Couldn’t see his face. He had black wings. He told me his name was Shinigami, the God of Death. He said that I was supposed to die in the plague, and that when you saved me, you cheated him.”
Duo paused for a moment. Kiara looked horrified - and guilt-ridden. Damn it.
“He said somethin’ bad was coming and that I was going to die...unless I made a deal with him.”
Kiara bit her lip so hard she tasted blood. “What - kind of deal?”
“He needed a body - and if I would share with him, I’d live through what was coming. I was only seven and a half, Ki. I didn’t want to die, so I accepted.”
Duo studied the floor for a moment before he looked back up.
“Five months after that dream, colony rebels took over the church. Father Maxwell tried to get them to leave, but they wouldn’t go. I volunteered to steal a mobile suit for them. While I was gone, Alliance soldiers came and slaughtered everyone. When I got back, Sister Helen was still alive - barely. She talked to me a bit, told me how noble Father Maxwell had been - kept preaching peace until the end. She told me may I have God’s blessing...” Duo’s voice broke for a moment before he regained control of himself.
“Then she died. Two hundred and forty-five people died in that - they called it the Maxwell Church Massacre. I was the only survivor - because of the deal I’d made with Shinigami.”
He fell silent and focused on Kiara. She was sitting very still on her bed, not moving at all. She was also very pale. When she finally spoke, her voice cracked.
“Oh God, Duo...I’m so sorry...” She began to cry. Duo was off the chair in an instant, hugging her.
“Ki - this wasn’t your fault. There was no way you could have known. Please don’t blame yourself...” He hugged her as tight as he could, inwardly swearing at himself for even telling her. But Heero had been right - She had to know. Kiara leaned into him and just cried harder.
***
TBC