07 Aug 2000
Today, we shall go into the future. Oh, and some sad characters.
Note: [blah] is some backround info.
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Saigon 1978
[Three years have passed and the enemy has taken over Saigon, and
turned it into Ho Minh Chi City.]
Soldiers dragged The Engineer into a small gray room, where Wufei sat behind a desk. Wufei had earned good status after the war, he was a Commissar now. Powerful.
Wufei watched the Engineer sit before him. "What is your name?" he asked sternly.
The prisoner glared at him and said through his teeth, "Zechs, Zechs Marquise."
Wufei arched an eyebrow, "Fancy name for a rice field worker."
"Listen here, Mr. Hot Shot Commissar, I know you've been trying to brainwash me, but I tell you, it's not gonna work. No way, no how. Because when I get free, I'm hoppin' a boat to America as soon as I can!"
"That's very nice, Mr. Marquise. And you know, I'll help you hop that boat someday. But...you'd have to do something for me. Just a simple favor."
Zechs looked at Wufei, hopeful. "Oh, and what's that?"
Wufei smiled, "Find your bar-girl for me. A certain, Duet Maxwell."
A small room
Night
Duo looked out his window and sighed. He had been sharing this room with 3 others, strangers, for three years now. He closed his eyes, feeling the night air. 'I remember watching you sleep next me, listening to you say my name in your sleep. It was years ago, but...I feel you here still...'
America, Heero's house.
Night.
At the same time, while Heero's tossed in his sleep, his new wife Relena, was thinking the same thing. 'I watch you here, tossing and turning, murmuring that word...it's sounds like a name. Oh God Heero, I wish you'd tell me. It hurts to know I'll never know all of you...'
Relena placed her hand on Heero's cheek, trying to comfort him. "I'm here, Heero, the war's over, I'm your wife now. Tell me what's wrong, darling, what's haunting you?"
"Tell me, my love. Tell me, what hell are you living through? You're safe with me now," Relena held Heero to her, trying to console him, "I'm here now, your wife now." She kissed his forehead.
"And I'm yours until death." she vowed.
On the opposite side of the world, in a room full of strangers, Duo made the same promise.
End Part 5
TBC
Duo: Eww....Relena!
Trowa: When do I get my part? C'mon, Zechs appeared before me for
crying out loud! Where am I? Where am I? This is injustice!
Wufei: That's my line!
Trowa: *rant rant, fume fume*
Belle: Wow, didn't know Trowwy could do that. Anyhoo, Reply!
BelleMorte
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