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Nothing	By : Sancta Category: Gundam Wing/AC > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1537 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing/AC, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Rating: R

Pairing: 1x5

Summary: His mind is broken.

Notes: Italics will equal very brief flashbacks/memories. Bold words are
emphasis.

Disclaimer:
I don't own Gundam Wing or its characters.

And a Very Special Thank You to my Beta � Masamune � A
God among Writers. Make sure to check out his fanfics! Enjoy.

The pain was horrible. It was a dull,
terrible, agonizing feeling that lingered and pestered. Wufei had no will to
move, to think . . . In all of his years as a pilot, nothing, NOTHING, had
prepared him for this.

He had survived bloody battles,
witnessed the death of children, seen his very home blown apart in front of his
eyes and somehow, by the grace of god, managed to escape every time with a
whole new aspect on life.

But this, this empty lull he was
currently trapped in, drained from him everything he thought he was, or wanted
to be. His body literally hummed as if an electrical current was being run
through him.

A smooth tongue ran over dry chapped
lips, swallowed the lump of bile that was lodged in his throat. His fingers
twitched but remained dormant by his hips, restrained by padded cuffs, like his
feet. He had struggled for hours, trying to jerk them free. But nothing.

He was trapped. He was helpless. His
whole body ached and burned as if it was being rewired every hour on the hour.
And if he wasn't so completely afraid, he would let the tears fall again. His
breath hitched softly as he tried to fight his way back into the darkness that
he had been buried under.

The battle was very short and very
pathetic. Between the two of them it had taken almost no effort at all to
complete the mission. The base was thoroughly destroyed and the two Gundams
were flying off in peace. His comm unit beeped on with a message from the other
pilot; the voice sarcastic with its pride.

�You�re stronger than I expected, 05.�

Was this the longest amount of time
that he had ever been conscious?

It had to be. His internal clock was
shot all to hell from the very first time he had opened his eyes in this pitch
black room. Minutes ran into hours, hours into days. Though his limbs twitched,
he could only move them so far. Though his eyes blinked, he could see nothing.
Though he had screamed himself raw in a fit of rage, no one had come. Though he
strained his ears to listen, he could only hear the beating of his own heart.
It was pure hell.

How dare they ignore him!

�How dare they treat him in this
manner!

When he got free, and he was going to
get free, make no mistake about that, he would show them. He would show them
what real pain was. The fast, horrible kind that cracked bones, tore muscles,
and made grown men piss their skin in fear. He�d rip them apart.

He�d �

Suddenly a noise in the background
caught his attention; against all the
mindless pain, he tried to focus. He tried to concentrate. Maybe this would be
his chance. Maybe now he would get some answers. It was a smooth, heavy sound, which came from the left, like
an air shaft door hissing open.

Footsteps padded against the floor,
but no light had emerged. It was still pitch black, but at least now he could
smell something. It smelled like . . . the pain inside his head became sharper.
He blinked away the tears, frozen. Why did this smell haunt him? Or did it
soothe him�

Wufei watched him move with deadly
force, shooting down targets almost invisible in this weather. The outline of
his body moved like a violent force of nature, and then, when the job was done,
he stood there, face tilted up towards the sky.

Why was he feeling so much
uncontrollable fear?

Why couldn't he move?

He had never been this weak... ��

Unexpectedly, there were fingertips
brushing against his cheek, stroking tears away from his eyes, lingering by his
lips. A shudder ran down his spine and tightened already abused muscles;
whether in fear or pleasure, he did not know. It had been so long since he had
been touched... or was it that he had felt this touch before�?

He wanted to open his eyes, he wanted
to rip apart the fool that thought he could break Chang Wufei, he wanted out of
this hell, he wanted �

"It's
time." �

That voice, it was dark, and
seductive, like running water falling over gravel. It was a voice that he knew!
A voice that had whispered to him many times before -

Wufei watched him come forward,
covered in blood like death warmed over. Eyes so vacant, his body so stiff.
Their pain was the same. It echoed through them both, connected them in ways
the other pilots could never understand. And then he had spoken �

- A voice that caused many confused
emotions to thunder inside of his heart. Why would he forget that?

Why had he been so scared?

Of course he had come to get him�

A soft humming noise could be heard,
as if a machine was being flipped on. The constant boom-boom � boom-boom
that streamed forth hauntingly resonated in sync with his heart beats. A slow
and erratic light was building up behind his closed eyes even as his temples
pounded on key with a pain that danced just underneath his skin. It was driving
him crazy.

What happened to his resistance?

What happened to all those years of
being mentally and physically trained to withstand anything?

Why couldn't he stop this?�

Why was he so helpless when every
other time in his life he was so strong?

When every other time he had proven
himself worthy to be his partner?

Wufei closed his eyes, blind to the
darkness anyway, and gradually he felt so tired. He tried to force himself to
relax, to succumb willingly into his meditative state -

He�ll come for me; just need to be
patient; just need to be stronger.

- But the opposite was happening. The
harder he tried to resist, the brighter the light behind his eyes became.� The
harder it was to resist. The current was getting stronger, hotter. More
memories and thoughts of his past emerged.

Memories of him as a boy� Memories of
his tutors, his mentors, his training . . . Memories of him as a teenager�
forced to deal with ruling an entire colony, to marry out of obligation, to
bear children. . . Memories of meeting Lashi O� Memories of piloting his
Gundam for the very first time� Memories of clutching his dying wife to his
chest amidst a field of flowers . . . Memories of meeting the other pilots�
Memories of all of the close encounters and rare moments of insanity fighting against
Oz�

Memories of knowing that he would
never get the blood off his hands but watching as he cleansed himself in the. .
. Memories of his battle with Treize; watching as all of his hopes and dreams
died painfully with the death of his enemy� Memories of holding Maia close to
his heart as she cried� Memories of breaking bread with Barton�� Memories of
listening to Winner play his flute� Memories of chasing Maxwell around with his
sword . . .� Memories of fighting side by side with Yui!

Yui
bathing in the rain� it was how he cleansed himself of the blood�

Yui holding out his hand� �Join me� �

� �� His heart beat stuttered, the machine went wild. His body seized as
electric blue sparks danced along his skin.

Yui
drinking his green tea

Yui looking at him

Yui brushing past him

Yui passing him a screwdriver

Yui smirking at the destruction of a base

Yui sitting at his laptop

Yui cooking over a campfire

Yui watching him

Yui handing him coffee

Yui bandaging his shoulder

Yui sparring with him

�� The
pressure building was too much. Hands gripped his body down, shouted voiceless
orders inside the dark room.

Yui
running his fingers through his hair

Yui high jacking a car

Yui glaring at him

Yui holding out his hand to help him up

Yui scowling at a stupid mission plan

Yui protecting him from gunfire

Yui smirking at him

Yui arguing with him

Yui fighting with him

Yui forgiving him

Yui hunting down a stupid little white rabbit

Yui leaning against his Gundam

Bright fluorescent lights were quickly
turned on, faceless bodies rushed into the room. The door hissed open and shut,
open and shut-

Yui
issuing orders

Yui staring at him

Yui snickering at him covered in mud

Yui pushing him up against his office door

Yui paying for dinner

Yui kissing him

Yui combing through with his hair with his fingers

Yui nuzzling his neck

Yui nibbling on his ear

Yui growling breathlessly

Yui gripping his waist

Yui licking his lips

"I
want you"

The lights behind Wufei�s eyes
exploded and he screamed. It was the scream of the damned, broken, unforgiving,
and heart-wrenchingly beautiful in its grief. He welcomed the sweet, blissful
cold darkness that followed. All the fight inside of him, gone.

�Save Him�
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