Forging harmony.

CHAPTER 22: TIME TO DANCE TO A DIFFERENT TUNE.

Over in Dorothy’s rooms her kisst sat talking in low voices, the danger to both mistress and battle cat had passed. Heero and Trowa managed to work with Catherin to break the spell they were both under. Trowa also had been able to give a description of the person who had tried to kill the cat and gain control over Dorothy. It was a shame about the messy ending; it left them feeling again Dekim was one step ahead of them.

His agent was all ready dead when they had managed to track down where he had hidden. From the blackened corpse they could not tell much more than what Trowa had been able to see when he spoke to the castle or it to him. The kisst was not sure and did not wish to push the uncomfortable looking green eyed man further than he had already done. They were all covered in sweat and looked ready to fall asleep on their feet.

Dorothy slept peaceful now beside Relena who sat up in the bed discussing their plans to return home.

“Could we not stay for a little longer and let them regain strength before setting out.” Sally was playing devil’s advocate to the kisst, playing for time that they all knew Dorothy would not ask for. “It’s true you know as much as I do that she will push to get you home as soon as possible.” Catherin appealed to Relena’s better side and understanding.

Relena nodded weighing up her options for the situation. She knew that her brother’s pack had been attacked and that the trouble with her lover was some how connected by the way her brother tried to keep her away from them. Zechs was always protective of her, even when he decided to give up his right to rule their kingdom. It had made a few months of friction between the old established kingdom and the new one both princes were making from their dreams, he had stayed to see that his younger sister was properly
secure in power before finally rejoining his lover in their land. The city was half complete by then.

Relena shook herself from her reminiscing on the past back to the here and now. Looking at each set of eyes watching her and back down to the blond, she took a breath. “No more than one week.” Both gave a sigh of relief. But Relena was not finished and held a hand up for silence, looking right then like a noble ruler and less like a spoiled brat. “Any longer and Dorothy will know I am stalling just for her benefit. We will send word that I will be coming home soon by the fastest means possible. You both understand once on the road we will both push hard.” Both women nodded. It was a fair deal, a meeting in the middle with the best of compromises for them all.


The pack sat loosely arranged in the common room on sofas or the floor. Treize stroked Duo’s head with one hand and continued to explain the plan he and Zechs had managed to piece together so far.

“Now we know that Dekim is after not only revenge but also to take over the city. He believes it should have been his.”

Heero snorted in disgust. Having seen the vision the prince shared with him he knew how wrong Dekim’s delusion was.

“So he’s going to keep coming back after us all?” Quatre asked quietly from his seat beside Wufei, both cuddled up on a sofa thinking.

“Yes until he gets what he wants.”

“What can we do?” Was Duo looking back at Treize?

“The best thing is keep him off balance, to meet him head first away from the city”

Trowa looked up shocked “But that leaves it defenseless.”

Zechs smiled reaching out and stroking a finger across the blood’s clenched hand. “No it’s special like the palace. I will explain that bit to you and Heero later.”

Silence swept in as each considered the plan.

“He wants your death after he‘s shackled us like those others.” Wolf bluntly stated from the floor, head in a book. A range of gasps sounded from around the room. Quatre looked green with sickness only the arm around him from Wufei held him up.

“Well my dark one I know that his plan will fail there.” Zechs grinned.

Heero had a steely glint to his eye and Duo smiled a sweet thing that would have made water freeze.

"So all we can do is go after him, but how." Quatre finally managed to get the question out from his mind. By now they all knew of how the zombies had to be part of Dekim’s plans and they were hard to kill, hence the reason the pack did not want the evil man to come into the city with them.

“Taking an army up against him will just get people needlessly killed. That would be dishonorable.” Wufei mussed out loud.

“That is why we will strike first; just us and some of the shadow walkers should be enough.” Treize spoke with authority and finality on the matter. “Tomorrow we leave just before sun up, be ready.” He rose laying a kiss on the wide eyes of Duo and took his lover’s hand so the two could walk out together.

“Damn, more camping, I hate sleeping on the floor.” Duo sulked and was surprised at the deep laugh Heero gave him at the complaint.

“Getting soft street rat?”

Duo just graced the man with an exaggerated humph and folding his arms like a child sulking. This made Quatre laugh as well and soon the rest of the pack followed suit so their voices carried to the departing princes.

“Do you think it will work Zechs?”

“It has to, besides those young people are much stronger than anything Dekim could throw at us. They are pure of heart.”

Treize lifted a questioning eyebrow. “All of them?”

“Yes, none are that twisted or perverted. Different by all means, there are so many backgrounds and traditions‘, but still they are bonding… no we all are bonding to be stronger.” Zechs gave a squeeze to Treize’s hand and leaning in close he laid a kiss on
the furrowed brow of his love.

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