Created by Love, Blood and Death Part 19
Shinigami's POV
Well I was right; it had been a long talk. Val and Nanashi are still unsure though. I can tell by looking into their eyes. I suppose if I was in their position I would feel the same. They finally left the room. I sent Shinii with Wufei. I figure when Kei, or rather Heero, returns, it would be better if she wasn't here. I just hope I can remember everything. Lost memories are annoying.
The door opens and Kei...I mean Heero walks in. He closes the door and stares at me. What is he trying to figure out? I stare right back at him. How can I not? He's so gorgeous. Just the way I remember him, but his eyes have this cold look to them. Looking at them I feel as if I have failed him someway.
He walks over and sits on the other bed. He still looks at me. I follow him with me eyes. He seems stronger in someway. Like something has happened to change the artist who was afraid and lonely every time I left. In a way it's good. But it also hurts to know he doesn't seem to need me anymore.
"You left." It's a statement not a question. And some how my voice seems weak to me. "Why?"
"Are you really Shinigami?" I can't figure out if he's mad or scared or what.
"Hai."
"We were lovers in a past life?"
"Sort of."
"Sort of?"
"It is not really a past life. I never died Ke.....Heero." The name seems foreign. "You never really died either."
His eyes widen. "Nani?!"
"The court only punished us. They did not kill us."
"I thought you couldn't remember."
"I can't. However I can tell when someone has died before. The aura is a little different. Small spots of death appear. One spot for each life. The spots are only a shade different than the aura itself so most don't notice it. None of us have spots."
"Then what happened and why do we not remember?"
"Like the dragon said, our memories have been wiped..."
"I remember being a kid and growing up with Dr. J"
"Yes, the others said the same. But you all forget gods punished you. They reversed your age. Made you younger. That is why you remember growing up." We stare each other some more. Of course I could stare into his eyes for the rest of eternity. "I wish you'd remember." I mumble.
"Why?"
"I want to hold you and kiss you. I want to make love to you!" Okay so maybe I shouldn't have said that to him. After all he doesn't remember. But I feel lost. I don't remember what has happened.
"You don't know what you're talking about." He gets up. And for a minute I think he's going to leave, but instead he sits at a desk and opens a thin black box.
"I know what I'm talking about. I can almost taste you on my lips."
"I'm not who you think I am. And even if I was, I'm not the same as you remember."
His words hurt. They strike right into my heart. "What about Shinii?"
"What about her?"
"She's your daughter!"
"She says you are the one who made her, not me."
"NO!" I stride over to him and turn him around to look at me. I grip his face in my hands. "WE made her. Not I, WE. We made love, WE made her. WE raised her. There was never an I. Always WE. You used to read to her at night. You would sit under a tree and watch her play while sketching her. You would make her eat and sleep even though she didn't have to."
I press our foreheads together and sighed. "You were happy when we'd come home from her training. Every time I saw you two together, I felt so wonderful. Nothing could bring me down."
He seems so stiff. I'm crouched down between his legs. Too bad we're both dressed. "The other gods fear Shinii." I whisper. "It hurts sometimes to see the looks on the other gods' faces."
"Why?"
"She can kill them and yet she has human blood in her."
"Why are you doing this?"
"This? You mean why am I trying to seduce you?" I chuckle at him, for a spilt second he's shocked. "I miss you and I don't care if you don't remember me. I still love you."
"I don't love you."
His words cut through him. Pain radiates from my chest. "You did once. In fact you were the one who started all this."
"Hn."
I stand and brush my hand against his cheek. A memory comes to mind. It's me dressed as a priest and Heero sitting at the desk. I have my arm draped over his shoulder. I'm talking to him, my breath blowing across his ear. He's tense and his fingers stop what they're doing.
The memory leaves and I look back at him. I understand now, our rolls have been reversed. He is the one to be seduced and I am the seducer. Well I can deal with that.
I lean down and whisper in his ear. "Have you always tried to hide your feelings?" He stiffens. "I just had a flash of memory. I distract you. The question is why."
"You don't shut up."
I smile, I remember a time when I didn't talk enough for Kei. "Is that all?" I run my tongue along the edge of his ear. "Or is it more?" I start nibbling on his ear lobe. I hear a faint moan from him. I like the way this is going. "Is there more to it, Heero? Are you hiding something from yourself?"
"Why are you doing this?" He tries to push me away, but I am stronger and I merely hold his hands.
"I already told you, Koi." I begin to kiss his neck. He gasps, oh how I love the sounds he makes. "I still love you. No matter what, I will always love you. I am yours forever." I hold him in my arms, just hugging him. He is still stiff.
"Um... daddy, papa?" I smile, Shinii always has that innocent sound in her voice when she's around the two of us.
"Yes angel?" I don't move from Heero. I think I might like his new name.
"I think we have a problem with Wufei." Dandy.
Shinii's POV
My master made me go with Wufei after the talk with the others. I think he wants to talk to Heero alone. When Heero returns that is. My poor master, he's forgotten being Duo. Which is a very bad thing. He has to remember everything in order to fix everything.
Wufei has brought me down to another room. Quatre and Trowa are here and they're sitting on a couch. This must be the living room. It's nice; it has a couple of chairs and some tables. But I think always like Kei's house better. I sit on the end of the couch. Trowa and Quatre look at me.
"Yes?" I look back at them. I can see in their eyes that they have questions.
"Um..." Quatre seems nervous. "What's going to happen now?"
Good question. "I'm not sure."
"Shinigami needs to remember everything. Including being the Duo we know." Wufei says from a chair.
"Then what?" Quatre looks over to him.
"Then we may have to go into battle."
"Against gods?" Trowa asks.
"Shinigami and the Fates will take care of the gods. We will more than likely be taking care of the others."
"It also depends on who is out to destroy Shinigami." I state. "If the only reason the demons and what not are out to take my master's life is because they're afraid of whose behind it, they will probably just give up once they see him back."
"You think so?" Quatre asks.
"It is a possibility."
"And if they don't?" Trowa asks.
"By then you should have your abilities back so at least the field will be balanced some."
"Wufei are you feeling okay?" Quatre asks.
I look over at him. His skin is reddening. Then I notice that his arm has red scales forming. "Um uncle, don't you have to concentrate when you are in a different form?"
"Yes, why?" His eyes narrow.
"Um... maybe you should go outside before you totally revert back to being a dragon."
He gives me a strange look and I point to his arm. His eyes go wide and he jumps out of the chair and out the door. The rest of us follow. Wufei makes it back out just in time to revert back to his dragon form. Quatre and Trowa stare at him. I smile. I think I should go tell my master. Big red dragons are very hard to hide in the mortal realm.
TBC...
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