Goodbye LJ...

[windandwater]

This is just to make it official for those who don't know, but I'm leaving LJ completely. For the rest of this week at least. Tomorrow is the Bar Exam and it runs for three days, so don't expect to see me about at all until Thursday night. Or even until the weekend since I plan on spending Thursday after the Bar drunk and crying. No online time for me at all. *whines* It will be hard, but I know I can do it.

So, because I'm a total h0r like that, I am declaring this to be a spam post. Go ahead. Run wild! Give me fics, give me links, give me pics, just babble to your heart's content and rape my inbox so I have something to see when I finally DO come back to the wonderful world of LJ. I don't even care if you write me a drabble and post it one word at a time. XD;

Though, I've tried to make a spam post before and it failed a bit miserably, so I don't have very high expectations this time around. Feel free to prove me wrong though!

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Re: Torn 2

[mikkeneko.livejournal.com]

"Yes." Wufei retook the chair across from me and folded his hands in front of him, waiting patiently.

I pushed aside the papers and took a deep breath, looking up to meet him squarely in the eyes. "Now I need you to tell me what happened to Heero," I continued. I had to trust in him, trust that he would understand what I was saying and tell me what I needed to know without misunderstandings or evasions.

There was a long moment of silence, but I could tell from the expression on his face that he was not refusing to answer the question, but merely trying to decide how to begin. I waited as patiently as I could, tapping my fingertips nervously against the desk. The hollow clicking sound that evoked jarred my nerves, and I forced my hand to be still as Wufei finally stirred and spoke.

"It started when Howard returned to us," Wufei began, "and reported that Duo had stayed behind at Sentenal. Howard didn't know if he had been captured or killed or what, but when Heero heard, he... collapsed into himself. From that moment and through the weeks that followed, he sank steadily into a deeper and deeper depression that nothing could snap him out of. He wouldn't speak until spoken to, and sometimes not even then. He continued to do his duties, but it was obvious that he was forcing himself, and whenever he had nothing else to do he would retreat to the room that he and Duo shared and brood for hours."

Wufei grew quiet for a moment, as if lost in memories, and I could see him struggling for words. Slowly, he continued. "When we... raided the base... for a time it was almost like he was alive again, but although his energy had returned, he was struggling so hard with his own emotions that he was ready to explode at any moment. And when he saw... Duo's... body, something happened to him. I cannot describe it. I hope I never feel such things that would enable me to understand it. I believe he went mad, for a time, because he started killing the base personnel. Including -- I'm afraid to say -- the ones that had already surrendered. One of the men tried to stop him, and it is only through God's grace and Trowa's reflexes that Heero did not kill him too.

"Heero stayed with Duo's body from then on. Through the autopsy, the cremation and the minimal service that we had time for, and until we scattered the ashes. Then he locked himself into his cabin and did not come out for days. I expressed to Trowa my concerns that he might do himself some harm, but Trowa believed that there was nothing we could do, and I did not want to break down his cabin door while he still had a loaded gun with him. By this point, you see, I was beginning to believe that there was nothing he would not do."

He paused again, black eyes gazing into the empty space above the table. Although his story was painful to hear, none of it particularly surprised me, and it did not give me all the answers I needed. I knew there was more. There had to be more, and after a long silence Wufei began to speak again.