It's Just Emotions

Title: It's Just Emotions

Summary: same as prologue... really it just about a point in the guys lives where they discover themselves and each other ;)

Disclaimer: I own the story idea as far as the shack goes, but I really own nothing else.

Pairings. Quatre/Trowa, Heero/Duo, Wufei/the others
A/N - so yeah this is one of the shortest chapters i could come up with... I split the chapters up based on content and not length. Please review and if you know where I got the song lyrics below from... please tell me!

Chapter 2
Torment


Oh, why do you look so sad
Tears are in your eyes
Come on and come to me now
don't be ashamed to cry
Let me see you through
'cause I've seen the dark side too
When the night falls on you
you don't know what to do
nothing you confess
could make me love you less
I'll stand by you
-I don’t remember where I got this from.. opps.

Duo's view

During the week, all we did was try and figure out where the enemy was in 'accordance to our current position', Heero's words, not mine. Then Stupid Wufei, had the Stupid Idea of scouting the area. Which I fucked up, but still.... Wufei’s fault. Though I know Heero will blame it on me. I couldn't avoid every damn stick in the woods, and who's bright idea the have the loud mouth of the group go scout. Oh right... it was Heero's. I was so happy he'd given me this mission, like it was his way of forgiving me about what happened in the bathroom. What did happen in the bathroom?!

My thoughts were interrupted when a man entered my torture chamber. This evil room with a long table and two chairs. I was sitting miserable in one, hands tied now loosely behind me (they forgot to check that knife in my shoe). My torturer now sitting in his chair, clean blue suit, I hated him on sight.

"Now listen, we got all of your friends rounded up, and you won't be leaving this room for awhile, so why don't you just relax, while I ask you some simple questions, okay?" He said, as he loosened his tie. I now I really hated him. I have been captured too many times in the past to know that all the other guys were locked up in separate rooms. They would interrogate me, I'd say nothing of course, I get beat up, locked up and then they do the same with the next guy in line. Since this is the first room that I’ve seen, since being knocked out that is, I know I'm first up, which means Heero and the other are still unharmed. Well, maybe they all have really big headaches like I do, at least.

"HEY," the guy yelled." Pay attention when someone is speaking to you, understand?" Oh yea, this was gonna take awhile, someone had better escape from their room, ASAP!


Wufei's view

Peaking over the brush I counted two more men guarding. That would make eight around the whole perimeter. Except within the hour, in thirty - five minute shifts one man at a guarding post will go inside. So all I had to do was wait for one of the guys on the side I was on, to go inside. The intrusion will begin from there.

Twenty minutes later, the taller on of the pair went inside. I counted for ten seconds, then moved into action. One swift kick to the temple, and the solider went down. I quickly dragged him back into the brush, undressed him, dressed his clothes over mine, and stood back at the door where the fallen man had stood seconds before.

Four minutes later, the tall man returned. Thankfully he didn't even glance at me. Ignorant fool! I stood beside him for thirty whole minutes. Now was the perfect time. I had five minutes to go in locate, rescue, and evacuate, my comrades, before any of the other guards come out side and could even begin to think that something was wrong.

The plan was set. I heading inside, praying that I ran into no one. I needed to find the prisoner section, post haste. As I glided down each hallway, I literally felt the time running out. That’s when I heard a cry, belonging to no one other then Quatre, behind me. I was now in the prisoner section. The fact that Quatre had cried out told me he was not alone in a cell somewhere. I only have the gun from the guard I undressed, outside and I wasn't nearly as good a shot as Heero or Trowa was. I can't risk shooting Quat. I have to use hand to hand combat.

Hearing Quatre cry out again, I got out of my strategy mode, and into action. I Quickly kicked down the door, fists ready to fly. While, men in white lab coats and sharp utensils in the hands stopped and stared at me. Quatre's golden mane was all I could see, for the men were blocking my view. This was something I have never encountered before, but as the men raised the sharp objects in my direction, I quickly regained my senses.

The first two went down easy, amateurs, plus the second one had scissors for a weapon, I quickly dismissed the thoughts of what role those scissors played in Quat's torture. The scissors one ran at me, ducting as my fist tried to meet him. His body slammed into me, knocking me to the floor. He pinned my arms to the ground, a second one coming up behind him. And then in the next instant, he wasn't. There was a loud bang, as the head of the man on top of me jerked forward his whole body started to fall on top of me. Behind him was Quatre with a metal, medical pan raised in his arms, pure fury, in his eyes. I pushed the man on top of me off. I waited to Quatre to help me stand, but nothing happened. I glanced up. The pan was still raised, he hadn't moved an inch. That's when I got a good look at him. He had a white sheet with ducks on it, draped over his body, the kind the doctor makes you wear before an examination. Blood was trickling down his legs.

I jumped up. Quatre's eyes hadn't left the man on the ground.

"Quatre." I stated, though it sounded more like a question. His gaze shifts to me. The fury in them start to leave, as tears spill into his eyes. He tries hard to fight them back. His eyes leave me as they point upward. I spread open my arms and receive my fallen comrade.


Duo's view

A lot can happen in thirty minutes, though right now it felt much longer. The only difference between the time that George, that’s slutty bastard's name, came into the room and now, is that fact that before I was sitting in a chair, fully clothed, and now, I am sprawled on a table, no pants, and a round metal, PAINFUL, thing up my ass. I am still in the process of deciphering how this all happened in the first place... first, George is saying all the same shit all the other interrogator dudes say, then he starts smiling saying how he knows I won't give him the answers he want's, easily. And I think 'duh'.

" You see Mr. Maxwell, in this institution we deal with interrogation, prisoner treatment, and things of that nature in a different manner, I assure you, from what your accustomed too." Through all the fancy words he said, the only one I cared about was the interrogation began in a different manner. Then what the heck do you call this. He asks question's, I don't answer. Then this switch that comes out of no where and into his hands appeared. He presses a button and a scene in the wall that I... opted... to not take note of before, came on. Okay, so I'm not that observant sometimes. Anyway, the screen comes on and low and behold, I see Quatre Winner chained to a wall.

At this time I release that breath that I didn’t know I was holding. Quatre is chained to a wall but he is still breathing. That's the important part.

"Happy to see your friend alive, I see." he stated. Boy, was he wrong at reading people. I was just happy because before he said they did stuff haven’t seen before. The old 'tell me what I want to know or I hurt your friend' trick is soo used up. We all promised not to talk, even, in this kind of situation. Quat was tough, he could handle a little beating, I knew he'd be fine. I thought he'd be fine.

"Well, trust me if you don't tall me what I want to know very soon, your going to wish we killed your little friend." he stated. See that line right there, is when I started getting nervous, that line's a new one. 'Or you friend will pay the consequences', that ending I have heard, 'wish killed' nope, that's new. I still hadn't said a word and five minutes go by. Then suddenly he ‘STATES’.

"Times up. Your friend's operation will begin now." WHAT! I was being timed! No one told me this. I swear I didn't know. And George never said anything before about no fucking operation!

It was awful. I could hear Quat scream in pain, so I kept screaming "I'll tell you, I'll tell you!" By his third scream George turned the screen off. Then stated, yes he ‘stated’ again,

"All right, calm down, why don't you sit down so we can discuss this in a mature manner." Stuff gets a little blurry here. I was such a wreck. I know I shouted a bunch, asked that they stop hurting Quat. But then the George put his hand to his ear, I instantly shut up, as s voice said. "Sir, the operation on Winner is complete."

"Thank you." George stated, or said. "See, now none of this would have happen if you just answer a few questions like I asked you too a half hour ago."

This lead to me being silenced by my disbelief of what happened. Cause of me Quat got hurt. Really hurt. Permanent hurt. And it's my fault. Dumb ass George took my guilt trip as my being, 'uncooperative', so to show just how badly he need the information that I had, which turnedd out to be just a couple of layout to some government building, and if word got out that I told of these layouts, I would be assassinated on sight. President's words, not mine, he tossed me onto the table. Damn, he was quick, and he tied my hands behind me. I still don't know how he knew they were untied! Then he pinned me down, which wasn’t fun. Suddenly there was this other guy there. Pants come off... mine of course... and now here I am, in pain.

But alas! What is this a loud commotion outside my door. George stops stuffing me with the Rod of Death, and opens the door. There a gun shot and George's head is jerked back as he fall to the floor. Heero stepped though the doorway.

"Guys I found him!" He yells to, well, the guys, Wufei and Quatre, who are carrying a badly stitched up Trowa, but htay had yet to come into my view. Heero enters the room. I have enough sense to stand and cover my penis, but not enough to remember there is a rod in my ass and the standing just caused pain to shoot up my back. I quickly bend over again. Heero was by my side in seconds. He has my pants in he hand, he try handing them to me, when I don't move, for fear of causing myself more pain, he leans in and whipers. "Where did they hurt you?" I quickly move my hand behind me to incdicate.. ass. Heero got the hint and moved behind me. It seemed like he was back there forever but I know it was only a few seconds before he he came back around.

"I need you to bend over more so I can pull it out." He said and went behind me. As soon as I did it seems that it was the perfect time for Quat to enter the doorway, Wufei behind him, who was holding/carrying Trowa. I felt like I was in a bad porno that gone horriblly wrong. My embarrassment with the other guys being in the room only lasted a few seconds because the pain hit me again. But soon after the pain went away and my ass felt great. Well, better then it did before. I heard the rod slam to the ground as Heero came back around.

"Here." Heero says. He hands me the bottom half of my wardrobe, which is still Quat's yellow pants. Quat is sporting a lovely hospital gown, with duckies on it, that is stained red at the bottom and there is dried blood on his legs. Heero doesn't seem to have anything wrong with him, he still has no shirt, I have that. No wounds on him that I can see. On Wufei either, me and Quat must have been the firsts ones in line to get tortured.

How we got out and away was a shear miracle. We hitched hiked our way back to the city. That poor tuck driver. What he must have been thinking when he saw us. Especially, Quat and Trowa. Through most of the ride I laid on my stomach next to Heero. He was real quiet, like more then usual. A couple of times I swear I could see pain in his eyes. That worried me. A lot.