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Windows to the Soul	By : FujoshiRayen Category: Gundam Wing/AC > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 3507 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not ownt Gundam wing they belong soley to Bandai. See full disclamier below

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Disclaimer: Do to a failed attempt at spell casting I now own an evil horny Duo that can fly. He delights in reminding me that I in fact could not capture the REAL Gundam Wing characters, no matter what spell I tried. So no I do not own Gundam Wing, and there for don’t make any money from it. Damn spells. Doesn’t help that I was aiming for Wufei.

Here we go my dears! This chapter is dedicated to the lovely BlueBird-OrangeSky who kindly left me a comment on my last chapter on my Deviant Art page. I am sorry to say that it will be awhile before Wufei saves Duo but don't fear. He will save him. Thank you so much my dear. Your comment means more the me than you would think. Authors, especially fanfic authors, rely on the people to tell them how they are doing. Without them we don't know if we are on the right path. So without further ado. Please enjoy. And keep faith. Things are about to change. Shinigami is about to have a life awakening. *Duo-Muse striking a pose of conquer* And of course my muse is all for that!

Wufei’s POV

Sometimes The Fates are assholes, and unfortunately Wufei, lives it firsthand. He had witnessed every single attempt Shinigami made to get out of his chains. It was absolutely terrifying to see. At first he worked his wrists to see how tight they were. Then he spent the next 24 hours going over every inch of chains he could reach and see.

Which was not much because Shinigami’s wrists were bound together behind his back with steel shackles that were welded to a 3 inch thick piece of flat steel with each end having thick chain links welded together and then bolted into the rods that were set into 9 feet of solid cement? It allowed him to be able to move slightly so that he could rearrange his legs and lean back but that was it. Wufei had no idea what on earth possessed the owners to have these rods put in their basements but he honestly did not care because with anything less, Shinigami would be able to get out. He was so damn smart.

It caused Wufei to have to drug him every time he tried to catch a couple hours of sleep. He didn’t trust the chains to hold him so he watched him constantly, but he was processing the medication much quicker than he had been previously. Whereas before he would be out of it, if not unconscious, for at least 4 hours yet he is now metabolizing it after just one hour. He is running out of ideas. And medication. He needs to set up some sort of surveillance system something that would alert him to any escape attempts that Shinigami would make. But he didn’t have the resources. He needed help. He needs to call Yuy. Which would be slightly problematic seeing how Yuy, and most likely everyone else by now, think Shinigami dead, if not both of them.

Wufei couldn’t tell you why he elected to not enlighten the rest of the Gundam pilots what happened. Oh sure he could bull shit you and say that there wasn’t enough time. He had more than enough to handle let alone trying to explain his reasons for why he didn’t call off the attack. Perhaps he could he even put aside his pride and say that he wanted to try and fix this on his own. All of these things were legitimate reasons. If he would have said them right after the bombing, but it has now been 6 days since then and despite all of Wufei’s brilliant strategy skills he could not think of a single reason for why he has not said anything. Not a single damn one.

Shinigami’s POV

I had woken shortly after my rat once again used me as the human pin cushion. If I didn’t know better I would say he enjoyed poking me with that damn thing. But I do know better. In fact it made me laugh hysterically because I know that it kills him. He hates having to hurt me. Fucking pussy. Too bad he was starting to piss me off. Somehow he had managed to get his grubby little hands on Gundam steel. I have worked nearly all of my tricks, which believe me there are quite a bit of few, and I have exhausted them. There were only a few left but unfortunately they required circumstances to arise before they can happen. I flexed my arms slightly careful to not let the chains make any noise. It wouldn’t do for his rat to find out that he was not affected by that fucking medicine as much as before. I shifted my shoulder a little and feel it pop. I let out an internal groan at the feeling. I have long since lost any feeling what so ever in my hands. My joints are so stiff I almost expect them to shatter any second now. That would certainly cause a reaction. My rat would be traumatized if I was hurt so drastically. More so if I did it myself. Oh hey now… Now /that/ was an idea. I start to giggle to myself as an idea begins to form in my mind. The giggle grows louder and louder and I call out to my little rat.

“Here pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty. Here pretty, pretty, pretty. Shinigami wants to show you something absolutely /amazing/!” My voice drops down to seductive tones that weren't at all hard to fake. I really do like causing pain. Even if it is to myself sometimes.

Wufei’s POV

Wufei could feel his blood run cold at the sound of the patronizing voice that drifted up the basement stairs. Oh god. He is awake. No, no, no, no… This is too soon. He can’t be awake yet! It would mean that he had nothing to keep that monster under control now. Fuck!

He takes the stairs two at a time and skids to a stop at the end of the stairs and stares.

Shinigami was sitting there rocking back and forth with a horrid grin on his face. It was so full of hate and malice that it was tangible.

“Ah, there you are my pretty little rat. I wanted to show you a trick that I can do.” His voice drops in pitch even deeper than it had before, almost guttural now. “Would you like to see?”

Without warning he starts raising his arms up behind him. Wufei stared at him in confusion not quite processing what he was doing. Until he heard the first pop. His arms were now above the middle of his back and the sickening wet sound of joint popping out of socket filled the room as he kept raising them. He could plainly see the bones shifting under the black shirt. It was if his whole body was writhing to break out of his skin. He never stopped just kept up the slow steady movement, gradually growing higher and higher. Wufei just stood there staring at him horror.

No.

No.

No.

No.

“NO! STOP IT YOU FOOL!!! STOP IT!” Wufei was not aware of when the internal monologue became external. But it did and he found himself screaming at Shinigami to stop. The sounds, oh Honorable Nataku the sounds will haunt him for the rest of his life. And the look on Shinigami's face. He knew what he was doing. He knew the pain it was causing Wufei. And the monster loved every second of it.

There must be a point in every person's life, a mile marker that signifies your life no longer belongs to your derisions. The eye of the storm that represents all of your will, your very consciousness, disappears among sea of nothing but primal constitution that dates back to the beginning of humanity.

It alights and all that remains is instinct.

It was instinct that made Wufei move forward.

It was instinct that made him lash out with one fluid movement and kick Shinigami on that exact spot on his temple, causing him to drop like a load of bricks, his arms doing the marionette's dance when its strings are cut.

It was instinct that made him put them back into their sockets.

But it was honor that made him slam his fist into the floor, instead of Shinigami. And it was honor that kept him attacking everything but the thing, the parasite that lived inside of Duo. The disease that is causing his Duo so much pain, while Wufei was forced to watch.

Many apologizes for the first two chapters. I had no idea the format got so messed up, until I wen to go copy and paste my disclaimer. I fixed them so hopefully they will be all pretty now! As always rate and reviews will be met with hugs and cookies!!!
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