Author: May Chang
see prologue for warnings. disclaimers
Path Between + Chapter 11
I took another gulp of the
golden wine from my cup before I motioned for the waitress to get me another
one. Quatre looked pretty pale, even though he'd figured out how to not
pass out from the force of the chaos. Trowa and Noin both looked fine,
which is amazing. I'm trying to get myself drunk enough to forget about
the chaos. Unfortunately, it's not working.
When you're my age, chaos can give you a migraine.
Une appeared at around my ninth or tenth drink. Ok, I kind of lost count
when my fuzzy brain began to think of very hentai stuff that dealt with
Trowa in front and Heero in back. I dragged my brain out of the gutter
and grinned drunkenly at Une. She sighed as she looked at me.
"You're drunk?!" she hissed, giving me a disapproving look.
"How did you guess?!" I replied, giving her a blank look.
God, I love messing with people. Une gave me look of pure suffering and
I got myself under control again.
"How is Relena?" Zechs asked, worry shining in his eyes.
"She is fine," Une replied, taking a seat. The waitress came
by, handing me my wine. Une quickly ordered cider, then turned back to
"How do you expect us to get into the castle?" Wufei asked,
"I can bring a few through the castle as observers. That would be
you," she pointed at Quatre, "and you." She then pointed
at Trowa. "The rest of you, Dekim would recognize on sight."
Interesting. She's calling him by his real name, not Trieze.
"But he doesn't know me!" Wufei protested, frowning slightly
at having to separated with his lover. Une fidgeted nervously, mouth pursed.
".....Dekim knows you, Chang Wufei of the Dragon Clan," Une
replied quietly. Wufei blinked in surprise. "That's because he was
the one who killed your family."
Uh-oh. I smell trouble........ and a justice rant.......
"KISAMA!!!!!!" he yelled, lunging towards Une. He would've succeeded
in grabbing her throat it I hadn't grabbed the collar of his tunic and
"Down boy, down!!" I commanded. Wufei just glared at me and
growled out some obscene curses. I sighed, then looked back at Une. "So...
how do we get into the castle?"
"Sadist....." I grumbled as I tugged at my skirt. Une had decided
to bring Trowa and Quatre into the castle with her. Then, they were to
split up, Trowa letting in the blade-masters and Quatre letting me and
Noin in. The thing was, where Noin and I were coming in was the women's
bath. Now Quatre didn't have a problem with women since he seems to, um,
enjoy the attributes of the male side.
That would be Wufei.... And Zechs..... and Heero and Trowa.....and me.....
Noin would be fine; she's a woman, obviously. I, on the other hand, like
both men and women. And we're going to be going through the women's
bath. .....Now that I think of it, this might be good. At least Heero
and Trowa won't be there to --
Oof. Dammit, I forgot about Noin.
Anyway, it would seem that since I look so much like a girl (I have no
idea where that came from, I look just like any other guy!) it was decided
that I would go through the west side with Noin and Quatre. Une, I swear,
is a closet sadist. Why else would she stick me in a dress?!
I nervously smoothed down my dress, while Noin just stood by the door.
I glared at her.
"How can you be so calm, Noin?!" I demanded, fidgeting with
the skirt. Noin just looked at me with a quirked eyebrow and smirked.
I really wanted to kill her at that point, but then Zechs would kill me.
"I'm fine, because I'm a girl," she responded. Her smirked widened
to a grin. "The only reason why you're nervous is the fact that if
you were to run into the others, they'd see you in the dress." I
glowered at her; she'd just hit it dead on. The maids began towards the
castle at this point, so we quickly merged into the crowd.
.....Oh my god, I think that guy just checked me out.
Thankfully, we got through the guards with no trouble at all. Noin and
I followed the other maids for a while, then quickly moved into the shadows.
The first thing that I did was quickly get out of the dress. Thank you
We then quickly moved towards the door (Hey! I actually restrained myself
from checking out the babes in the tub, Noin!!) and met up with Quatre,
who was patiently waiting by the door.
"What took you?" Quatre asked. Noin snickered, while I glared.
"You don't want to know," I growled, pissed off. Quatre
just looked lost, while Noin was trying to control a fit of giggling.
"Now, where do we go from here?" Quatre nodded and quickly led
us out into the halls. Strangely enough, there were no guards around.
That just set me on edge.
"What the hell is going on?" Noin hissed, just as uneasy as
me. I shrugged and began to probe around with my mind. Nothing. Absolutely
no danger anywhere.
Not liking this one bit.
I eased out Deathscythe, gripping until my hand actually hurt. I was really
not liking this one bit. Quatre quietly led us down the hall, and soon
we met up with Trowa and the others. The look on all the blade-masters
face gave me the chills. I'm guessing they're thinking the same thing
"I am not liking this," Wufei grumbled, looking about cautiously.
Heero answered with a grunt; Zechs didn't bother as he looked down the
hall towards the throne room. I looked towards it as well, and I knew
in that instant that Une was in trouble. I started towards the room when
Trowa grabbed my arm.
"Let go, Trowa," I said, looking up into his emerald eyes.
"What do you think you're doing?" Quatre demanded. I looked
at the two blackstaffers and sighed. I think gestured towards the room
"Une's in trouble. I can sense it," I replied. Trowa blinked
in confusion, and I took that moment to shake him off and run towards
the room. I slammed open the door and what met my sight was of pure horror.
Une was down on her knees, bleeding, as she looked up at Trieze. Trieze
stood there, a psychotic look in his eyes. He looked up and smiled at
"Duo, it's been ages!! How goes your fight against chaos?" he
asked me casually as he flicked the blood off his blade. I glared at the
chaos-masters as the others entered the room. Trieze's eyes looked them
over, then lingered on Wufei. He smiled.
"Why, if isn't the dragon whelp!" he said, sneering at Wufei.
Wufei's grip on his blade tightened as he glared at the chaos- master.
"Fancy meeting you here..."
"Leave him alone, Dekim," I said, banging the butt of Deathscythe
on to the floor. Wufei looked startled, while Trieze just sneered. "Where
the hell is Relena?"
"Oh.... Somewhere," he replied vaguely, waving his hand. "I
don't know, probably getting it on with one of the guards." He smirked
as Noin and Zechs took a step forward, fury etched on their faces. I threw
out my hand, telling them to hold their ground.
"Quit playing, Dekim," I growled. He then gave me an innocent
"Who said I was playing?" The guards arrived. I swallowed hard
as I felt the chaos inside of them. Their eyes were blank, so I guessed
that they'd all become puppets to him. Trieze chuckled darkly. "Let
the games begin."
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