Forgotten + Part 4 (cont)
Quatre opened his eyes. What's
smart? He realized there had been quite a pause between Duo's words and
his own reply. "Oh." He slurred tiredly. "That you were
able to build this and get the water."
Duo smiled. "You wouldn't think that if we told you how many times
we messed up before we figured it out."
Quatre smiled again and closed his eyes. Duo watched with curiosity. The
boy had very few scars. No tattoos and no piercings marred his light skin.
If Quatre was a sex pet, he should be marked up at least a little. Of
course he could have a master that wanted him unmarked. If he was raised
a sex pet, he might bring in a better price with unmarked skin. It did
give him a sort of innocent look. So far, the boy hadn't said anything
to place him anywhere. He sounded a bit strange, like he possibly came
from another part of the colony. There was a sector where some Swedish
families had some gangs. The Germans were from that part too. They sort
of stuck to their own and Duo admittedly hadn't interacted with them too
much except at the free market. There was the Spanish sector too, but
the blond obviously didn't fit that profile."
Ngh... " Duo looked up to see the blond asleep again, but dreaming
bad things it seemed. He was silent, but his head jerked and there was
a worried expression on his face. The pads on the bottom of the tub kept
him from slipping down in his relaxed state. Duo put a hand on the damp
"Hey." Quatre opened his eyes slowly. Duo took that moment to
wash the grime off his tired face and eyes. His hair could be washed later.
"Sorry. I was so tired." He slurred.
"I know kid. Quatre. Just lean forward and I'll do your back and
then you're done ok?" Quatre nodded and leaned forward into Duo's
arm, held up for support. His back was also free of scars. Duo cleaned
it thoroughly and let him slide back against the tub. He picked up a limp
hand and placed the rag in it. "You just need to finish up eh?"
Quatre stared at his hand and gave a start. "Oh." He smiled,
embarrassed again and washed his private bits before handing the rag back
Draining the water out of the tub, Duo dabbed Quatre semi dry with a towel.
The pale boy enjoyed the air that cooled against his wet skin and helped
his braided savior slip an old cotton shirt, soft with wear, over his
head. His mind felt a little less hazy. He almost felt normal... though
incredibly weak. His throat was feeling much better as well. Duo picked
him up again and carried him back to the tiny cot. Quatre waited in the
chair as he changed the sheet. Then with Duo's help, he moved gratefully
back into the bed.
"Thank you Duo."
Duo sat down in the chair and offered Quatre more broth. He declined.
"I don't get you, Quatre."
"Well, you don't act like a sex pet, so who are you? Where are you
Quatre stared at Duo as if he had grown a new head.
"I... I don't understand... " Quatre sputtered uncomfortably.
He assumed `sex pet' meant the sex slaves that gang lords owned all over
this colony. He wasn't sure why they would think of him as one of those,
but he also wasn't sure he wanted to reveal who he was yet. Something
deep down told Quatre that the people around him wouldn't take kindly
to someone from outside the colony. The security around the relief stations
and the strict rules not to leave them was enough evidence of that.
"Wufei thinks you're a sex slave... but you're not from around here.
My guess is that you're from sector 10 with the Swedes. Am I right?"
"I don't remember," Quatre tried.
"Yes you do." Duo smiled at him. "Don't lie. I'm not going
to send you back, or tell your owner or anything so you don't have to
Quatre flushed and looked down, picking at his blanket. What could he
say? How much could he tell this guy?
"It's okay," Duo said. "You don't have to tell me yet."
Quatre looked up. "Duo." There was a look of sympathetic understanding
behind the braided boys eyes.
He smiled. "Concentrate on getting better. You can trust me. You
can tell me when you feel you're ready. Just get some more sleep?"
Quatre stared at him; nearly fell into a trance looking into the violet
eyes, eyes that made you want to trust... almost. "You too."
"That's where I'm heading." Duo smiled. "But I'm close.
You can call ok?"
Quatre let out a sigh of relief. He was okay for at least a little while.
Duo seemed so nice, but something deep inside Quatre told him that he
needed to be careful around the boy. There were hidden angers in him.
Instead he decided to assess his situation. Now that he was finally awake
and somewhat lucid, he had time to ponder upon what had happened to him.
Why had it happened? Now that he looked back, why would his father kill
him? Or was it Rashid who wanted him dead? But why? Would he have a reason
to kill him independently? Quatre could easily believe his father ordering
a murder... even that of his own son. He knew his father didn't like him.
But kill him? All he had seen in his fathers study was one minute email
message. There were other papers on the table, but Quatre hadn't really
paid attention. Could they have held something he wasn't supposed to see?
And how was he to get back home? Quatre frowned. He couldn't just waltz
into one of the relief stations. If someone found him alive, his father
would be notified and Quatre doubted he would live much beyond that. He
could imagine the newzbits already. "Winner boy found but dies mysteriously
on return to civilization." He snorted. It would be no easy thing.
His best chance would most likely be to contact someone outside, but there
were only communications facilities within the relief stations. He fell
asleep trying to imagine scenarios on getting in unseen.
Though it is hard to know morning from night on most parts of the colony,
it is a bit more noticeable on the farm compound in the B sector of L2.
There are two farm compounds on any given colony. They are giant covered
stadiums that are complete biospheres in themselves. Rather than being
clear to let light in, they are covered and heated from within by giant
lamps that produce near natural light. They even simulate a daytime sky.
These are the only lights on L2 that turn off at night and simulate a
starry sky. Admittedly, some of the stars had gone out after generations
of neglect, but it still serves as a peaceful retreat from the harsh reality
of the colony.
Heero Yuy and Trowa Barton oversaw the B sector compound. The Germans
in the F sector ran the other. When Elijah Maxwell had arrived on L2,
the B compound had been deserted. When he had first come to L2, he had
brought a wealth of equipment to take over this compound. Only later had
he left it in the capable hands of friends that he established the hostel
beneath the sewers. The compound was just too far away from the children
who roamed the streets, which was Father Maxwell's concern. It was always
The compound contained a good deal of crops that helped to feed at least
some of the colony. It also contained a modest supply of animals. There
were chickens and ducks and rabbits and a few cats. All were cultivated
from embryos Father Maxwell had brought with him. Dogs, cats and rats
were all that were left of the animal life on L2 from before. The rats
were pretty much left to their own, but the dogs and cats served as food
once in a while for the people who could catch them. The cats in the compound
were relatives of Father Maxwell's cat Piwacket, long since dead. They
kept the rats out of the compound and were much friendlier than the skittish
As Wufei approached the compound on foot, he could see the various men
who guarded the compound outside raise their rudimentary weapons in greeting.
Wufei raised his hand in reply as he neared the entrance. He picked up
the rather large mallet near the door and swung it full force into the
metal door. It didn't budge of course but the vibrations and the bang
could be heard from the inside. A minute later, the door was pushed open
a crack. Wufei stood in plain sight of the door and saw Heero Yuy's slender
shirtless figure through the door. A softer glare was all the greeting
The small Japanese boy set his shoulder against the door and with a grunt
of effort, pushed it enough to let Wufei in. After he was through, he
helped push the heavy door shut again. Wufei looked to see Trowa approaching
as well. His usual ponytail was out, causing his short hair to fall in
front of his eyes. Like Heero, he was drenched in moisture. Wufei wrinkled
his nose as the sweet smell of vegetation was interrupted by wafts of
body odor coming from the two. Trowa was quite a bit taller than the two
oriental boys and though he didn't tower over Wufei as he approached and
shook his hand, he did seem imposing. Heero gave a brief nod and went
back into the field.
"Your kids are hard workers," he said, pointing to the various
children who could be seen among the corn and the potatoes. All of them
looked quite happy to toil away in the heat. It wasn't like the heat outside.
It was more natural and fresh. Wufei could make out the youngest girl
running from the chickens and laughing as they chased the bucket of corn
"I came to see if you needed any more help." Wufei said, looking
at the artificial sun above. Trowa opened a gallon of water and drank
deeply, letting a little bit splash down his chest. This effectively diverted
Wufei's attention away from an artificial sky, though he tried to look
uninterested. Trowa shook his head.
"I don't think so." He said seriously. "Even though SSIP
has taken some of our usual workers, a lot of them came back. "It's
good to have the extra help, but this should do. How's the boy?"
Wufei pursed his lips. "He's getting better, thanks to you."
Trowa smiled gently."I'm sure Duo hasn't left his side."
Wufei snorted. "He fancies the boy."
"I see. Then he doesn't know."
Wufei raised an eyebrow. "Know what?"
"He's not from L2." Trowa stated, starting toward the corner
of the compound. Wufei followed.
"How do you know?"
"His teeth are too healthy for one. He has no fillings. Besides,
L2 doesn't have that kind of poison. I'm sure of it."
"Why didn't you tell Duo?"
Trowa stopped at a smaller corner garden filled with herbs. He bent to
pick some before he looked squarely at Wufei.
"You know how he feels about SSIP. I'm sure he'll find out soon,
but I didn't want his anger to cloud the issue and I didn't want it to
interfere with the boy's recovery." He took a small piece of cloth
from his pocket and wrapped the herb in it, handing it to Wufei.
"You're right." He took the small package. "He won't be
happy. What's this?"
"It's for you." Trowa gave a quiet smile. "You look like
you could use some sleep."
Wufei scrutinized Trowa, not knowing what to say. He pocketed the small
Trowa was quiet for a minute, staring at Wufei, using his hand to shade
"You should stay for lunch."
Duo awakened early, his "get everyone fed" instinct already
kicking in as he rose from his small mat on the floor for the first time
in a couple of days. Wufei had already gone to Heero's to check on the
older kids. He shuffled over to the corner to grab his brush, already
humming. Duo was very much a morning person... even though L2 really had
no official morning. He let his hair out of the tie he had bound it in
last night after washing. He only washed his hair once or twice a week
since the flow was sparse and they had twenty- one other bodies to wash.
He brushed it out carefully with the broken handled brush he had been
given years ago and braided it with practiced ease as he sauntered down
the hall to check on Quatre. He stopped as he heard a small noise in the
quarantine room. It was the distinct sound of a page turning. He pushed
the door open quietly and stared at his little blond invalid as he sat
reading a book quietly in bed. Suddenly, though he hadn't heard, Quatre
squinted his eyes as if knowing something was wrong. He looked up.
"Duo!" Duo looked back at him coldly. Quatre's eyes fell to
his open book. "Duo, I... I."
"I see." Duo said icily. He shut the door and left a very disturbed
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