Who\'s to say what normal turly is?

A/N: Warnings Yaoi, rated R for self mutilation, drugs, and for over all adult themes. If you arder der 17 don\'t read!! If you don\'t like yaoi don\'t read!! Don\'t flame me just because it\'s yaoi.
Note
//...// Duo\'s thoughts
~~la la~~ song by Disturbed
Who\'s to say what normal truly is?
By: chibi yukie isha
Prologue
The music blaring through the cheap dollar store head phones could be heard clear through to the mansion as if it where coming from five inch speakers instead of a flimsy blue plastic head set. The owner however had no intention of turning the music down not even a notch, he\'d probably wouldn\'t even if his ears were bleeding. Dressed in all black Duo Maxwell the great Shinigami paced around the inner confines of the Winner residence well blasting the maids and anyone else for that matter away with his favorite cd Disturbed.
~~So, are you breathing?
So, are you breathing?
Now, Now
Are you breathing?
So, are you breathing?
Now~~

Strolling threw the halls he noticed but chose to ignore the uneasy glances of the people he passed. Maybe it was the music, the pinkish marks up and down his arms, or the fact that on top of it all he was dressed as a priest. Whatever, he didn\'t know and didn\'t really care. All that really mattered right now was zoning out to the music and finding Quatre. But how was he going to tell Quatre he needed to leave? No there was no real reason he had to go but damn, he\'d only gotten here yesterday and he felt out of place. None of the maids want to talk it\'s like starting a conversation with a brick wall. The only reason he came in the first place was to-
one. get his Gundam repaired
two. prepare a new plane of infiltration on the nearest Oz base
three. chat with Quatre
~~Wake up, are you alive
Will you listen to me
I\'m gonna talk about some freaky shit now
Someone is gonna die
When you listen to me
Let the living die, Let the living die~~
Well he had gotten his gundam repaired so scratch that off the list. As for the plane he had devised one of his own and he could carry it out as soon as possible. But something struck him as odd, he hadn\'t seen Quatre since yesterday when they landed there gundams. That wasn\'t like Quatre at all, he was always the perfected host, not that he was treated badly by anyone but he really did feel out of place. Quatre would be the only reason he\'d be here he was one of the true friends he\'d cared to have around. Quatre may be rich and look preppie but he was one of the best friends you could ask for. He never makes you feel insignificant and he never throws that fact that his rich in your face, actually it\'s very easy to forget he is. But it\'s really sad to see one of the most innocent people in this universe fight ins ses seemingly meaningless war.
~~Say
Wake up, are you alive
Will you listen to me
I\'m gonna talk about some freaky shit now
Someone is gonna die
When you listen to me
Let the living die, Let the living die~~
Swiftly turning the cr a r a stray lock of chestnut hair feel from its position tucked behind his ear. Yes, the trade mark braid had been let out today making it almost impossible to tell he was in fact a he not a she. It was very amusing to say the lest having people think your a girl just to see the faces when you speak up with you very deep manly voice. But it was getting quit boring playing games with Quatres\ttlettle drones. All the more reason for him to mindlessly wonder around, in hopes to find Quatre.
~~Are you breathing now
Do the wicked see you
You still breathing
You\'re making me known
Are you breathing now
Do the wicked see you
You still breathing~~
Right on queue a small blond Arabian in quiet a rush bumped into a dazed Shinigami.
~~So
What\'s up, I wonder why
Do you listen to me
I\'m gonna make do do some freaky shit now
Insane, you\'re gonna die
When you listen to me
Let the living die, Let the living die
Say~~
\"Oh are you alright? I\'m so careless, Miss are you-Duo is that you?\" A small grunt was all the little blond needed to confirm his question. With out further hesitation Quatre hulled up and still very confused Duo.
\"Hey buddy, don\'t grab the arms they\'re sensitive Kay?\" Duo lo up up to get a glimpse of the klutz that knocked him over, and wase the than shocked to see and apologetic Quatre grabbing a hold of his wrist.
~~What\'s up, I wonder why
Do you listen to me
I\'m gonna make you do some freaky shit now
Insane, you\'re gonna die
When you listen to me
Let the living die, Let the living die
Say~~
\"Oh I\'m sorry Duo I-\" A small gasp escaped from the blond as his gaze was directed to the abused arms of his friend.
\"Oh Quatre hey didn\'t see ya there. Uhh hey Quat you ok? What\'s wrong?\" Duo tried to get a glimpse at what was making Quatre look so ill at ease. Looking down he stared at where Quatres\' hand was still holding on to him but nothing seem to be out of place. Then slowly he began to realize Quatre had never really gotten a close look at his arms before. //Oh this is great.// Suddenly it felt as if the whole world went quit as Quatre ran his thumb along one of the jagged pinkish scares. The silence didn\'t help matters much when it made the lyrics of the song much more clear.
~~Can you imagine how good going through this
will make you feel
I promise, no one will ever know
There will be no chance of you getting caught
They never loved you anyway
So come on, be a man
And do what you are compelled to do

Save me, God~~
Another small gasp was heard as Duo hurried to find the stop button on his cd player. //Damn so hard to fined it when you need it!!//
~~I can hear the voice
But I don\'t want to listen
Strap me down and tell me
I\'ll be alright

I can feel the subliminal need
To be one with the voice
And make everything go

I can hear the voice
But I--
Franticly pressing every button Duo finally manages to click the right one but not before too much could be heard. Glancing up to see Quatre he knew he was in for it the,\" oh you shouldn\'t hurt yourself,\" lecture, by the look in his eyes. It seemed as if he would cry any second. But after a few minutes it looked like Quatre was ready speak. //Oh God here we go. I might as well tell him I don\'t care then maybe he wont bother to talk about...Yeah right...//
\"Okay Quat just don\'t start. I know, I know shouldn\'t be hurting myself and all that good stuff. But hey, this is my body and I get to do what I want with it, kay? But if it makes you feel any better I haven\'t done it for a weeks and I don\'t plan on killing myself any time soon-\" Duo\'s words were cut of by the stinging pain delivero hio his check by Quatres swift backhand.
\"How can you say that!?! You idiot!!\"
And thus is the beginning this tale of a beautiful relationship.