Raging Rain

Raging Rain 5

By Markanovanlink
Rated R (Yaoi, POV, Bad Words, Violence and Suspense)
Pairings 3x4

Warnings: As promised…Chapter 5...and please read carefully. Because this chapter maybe confusing if you rush through it.

This chapter is dedicated to LastxExile, Weissangel24, Kami-Crimson, MousyCoon, Rogue_Robin, Debs-dragon, Zodiac, France Gamble, The Wraith of Saganami, NatsumiKitsune and my new buddy…Terra.

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It’s hard to describe a cold abyss without using cliché descriptors which normally include dark and lonely synonyms. Is there another way to describe it? Maybe there isn’t. I guess I am stuck with adjectives like empty, destitute, and all their thesaurus’ followers. However, I do have a very powerful adverb that will enhance someone else’s understanding of the cold abyss I am experiencing. Let’s just say it is painfully dark and lonely.

As I slowly opened my eyes, my body explodes with pain from every nerve I own. I close them immediately and will my mind to block out the discomfort. The solider in me remains outwardly still but internally ravished by numerous painful sensations. I need to be clear headed enough to take in my surroundings. Gaining focus is very hard when it feels like your body is under attack by mobile dolls.

Okay, I can do this. This really isn’t that hard. Just use your senses, one at a time.

I avoid taking in a deep breath as I lay motionless on a bed. I keep my breathing and heartbeat in sync so it would appear to be no external change in my body; just in case I am being monitored. I can feel the coolness of metal against my right pinky finger. This bed must have rails to it. It could be a hospital bed. So I might be in a hospital.

I can feel an IV line in my left arm and a breathing tube against my nostrils. My chest and head seemed to be tightly wrapped with gauze. I also had tiny heart monitoring strips on my chest. I’m not sure what they are called exactly. Since my hands and feet aren’t tied down, it is safe to say that no one thinks I am a threat.

Soon the beeping of the heart monitor penetrates my ears. The delay in the beeps were uncanny at first. I don’t think it is humanly possible to slow down one’s heart rhythm that much. Maybe something is wro…great a coughing fit. Out of all the things not to do, I do the one that causes everyone to know I am alert or at the least, awake.

The coughs radiate through my chest and explode pass my throat and mouth. I attempt to cover my mouth with my hand but my arms feel like lead. I can hear the monitoring beeps speed up as I try to mentally force myself to calm down. Something is really wrong. I feel lightheaded as the coughs make it hard for me to breathe.

This is scary as hell and I cant figure out why I cant stop these long agonizing coughs. Soon the coughs fade away, but my chest burns as my heart beats erratically against my chest cavity. Why is it so hard to breathe? I can hear someone screaming for a doctor. The frantic voice sounds so familiar. Everything seems to go fuzzy and for a moment everything went black.

I try to open my eyes again not really caring who sees me. My lids feel so heavy that it feels like an impossible task. The sound of my name being called forces me to try harder to open them.

As I slowly open my eyes, I can see the face of the person calling my name. He seems so bleary, but I can make out his smile. If it weren’t for the pain in my chest and head, I would have smiled back.

I try to say his name, but a deep breathless cough came out instead. That one cough took all the reminder of any energy I thought I may have left. Maybe I caught pneumonia and that is way I am coughing like this. I just don’t feel congested though.

My thoughts are interrupted by him again. Instead of saying his name, I make an attempt to smile. He is yelling at me, no wait, he is yelling at some people behind him. I can sense a lot of people in the room but my vision was still foggy.

My vision slowly clears up as I feel a numbing sensation radiate through my body. With my vision finally in focus, I glance at the IV that is producing this strange feeling. The pain in my chest, head, and body start to slowly fade away. I feel pretty good right now but I am still very confused. I wonder why my head and chest are bandaged.

“Quatre.” His voice was so full of worry and concern that I didn’t need my gift to sense it, but of course I felt it anyway. His emotions swarm through my head and chest like an invading army.

Normally, I can absorb and process them through my own. I learned how to do that when I was younger so foreign emotions wouldn’t hurt. And boy did they hurt. The more I fought against the foreign invaders; the worst the pain was in my chest. Soon, I realized that if I just accepted the intruding feelings that they would mix and dance with my own. The emotional dance allowed me access to another person’s soul and essence.

But, right now it feels like there is a rave(1) going on in my chest. Its too many people in the room and too many emotional sensations. I grasp my chest with my hand as a wispy whisper forced its way passed my lips. “Please…too many…of them.”

He frowned at me for what seemed to be an eternally long second until he stood up abruptly and started to yell again. I rubbed my chest vigorously as I watched a doctor and three nurses get ushered out of the room. After much protest, he slammed the door on them and ran towards my bed.

“How are you feeling?”

“Much…better.” My throat feels dry and scratchy, I feel nausea, and it feels like a gundam is laying on my chest.

“Do you want some water?” I nod slowly and watch him pour me a cup of water. I noticed something different about him. He looks older. I mean, he is a teenager but he looks like a grown man. Confusion wagers war in my optical nerves as I try to comprehend his appearance.

“Here, let me help you.” I blink away the sensation as he puts the rim of the cup to my lips. The water is cold and refreshing. I wanted more but he removed the cup and sat it down on a nearby table. “Sorry we didn’t get there in time.” More confusion started to hit me as I watched him downcast his eyes. On time for what? Did something else happen? And why does…

“What are you talking about?” I felt the words leave my mouth before I was finished with my last thought.

“The terrorist attack on the Winner L4 Embassy. Heero found out they were planning to bomb it during the conference. By the time he informed me and Wufei…”

“Winner L4 Embassy?” I really didn’t mean to interrupt him, but I don’t know what he’s talking about.

He looked confused for a second before a huge smile took over his features. “Damn, I forgot. You got knocked in your old Q Bean in the explosion. If it weren’t for Trowa, you would have been dead. Man, you been in a coma for two weeks now…”

“Two weeks!” I felt frustrated and irritated…not to mention sore…why can’t I remember any of this. Duo watched me in silence as I continued to take in what he had just said to me. I closed my eyes and said, “What is today’s date?”

“April 21, 206.” I looked at Duo as if he was crazy. He raised an eyebrow at me and asked me if I was okay. Okay isn’t the word for it. Ten years! The last thing I remember was that old prev shooting himself, and that was in AC196. I cant believe this.

“Maybe I should allow the doctor to come back in.”

“No.” I grabbed his arm as he got up and looked seriously into his eyes. “Duo, tell me what happened at the…” I felt the urge to clear my throat. “Winner L4 Embassy.”

“Okay.” He sat back down next to my bed. It was hard to get use to this Duo. He looked distinguished and mature in the face. His hair was done in the same braid I remember but it seemed thinner and longer. He was wearing some type of dark blue collared shirt with a black tie. He really looked professional. The only thing that bothered me was the slight darkness under his eyes.

“Um, lets see. You were attending a conference there about the rehabilitation procedures of prisoners on the Barton Prison Colony. You just had an assassination attempt a month prior to the conference so I and the others thought we should head your security team. You following me so far.”

I narrowed my eyes as I searched memory banks that I didn’t seem to have access to. “A Prison Colony?”

“Yeah, some of the higher ups thought it would be a great idea to turn one of the old abandon L3 colonies into a huge prison. You and Relena were against it the moment yall heard about it.”

“Maxwell!” I watched Duo nearly fall out of his seat as Wufei walked into the room. “How dare you prevent the hospital staff from doing their job when…” I smiled in amusement when Wufei realized I was awake. “I am glad to see you have awaken.” He smiled at me and then turned towards Duo. “Why did you kick the staff out? He needs…”

“They were making him sick.”

“What kind of sense did that make…” A cough registered in the room causing an uneasy silence between Duo and Wufei. I couldn’t see who it came from but my chest started hurting again. It felt like two gundams were laying on me now. I started rubbing the area over my heart again as Heero walked into the room.

“I can hear you two down the hall.” He walked past Wufei and stared at Duo until Duo got up from his seat and moved away from my bed to stand by Wufei. Heero sat down and regarded me with a genuine smile. Just like Duo, Wufei and Heero both looked eminent and professional. They all had on the same blue shirt, black ties, black slacks and polished shoes.

“Do you need me to send them away? I know its hard for you to be around emotional people when you’re on morphine.” It is. I guess I wouldn’t know. I say no and continue my rubbing, slowly. “Do you remember what happened?”

“No, Duo was filling me in on the situation.”

“What is the last thing you remember?” I look at Heero with a hint of embarrassment. I really wasn’t sure if I should say I don’t remember the last ten years of my life. “Quatre?”

With a deep sigh, I told him I didn’t remember anything past the summer of AC196. “The last thing I remember was a mission on Earth and…” A sharp stinging sensation radiated through my chest causing me to gasp out in pain. It felt like something was penetrating my soul. I sat up and look frantically around the room as my heart started to do flip flops against my sternum. My bewildered eyes fall upon HIM. He stood in the doorway just staring at me.

I closed my eyes and fell back against the bed. The pain seem to triple in potency. It felt like a battlefield in my heart. I couldn’t move or speak but my hearing wasn’t effected. I could hear the heart monitor going crazy and Duo yelling. I could hear him say, “Don’t just stand there, Trowa, get the doctor.”

I could hear the entrance of many people as I felt myself struggle to breathe. I was literally being suffocated by a multitude of emotions.

I wish I wasn’t here right now. I cant believe this might be it. Where are the last visions of my life and accomplishments? The worst part of this is not knowing the last ten years of my life. Oh Allah, is this my punishment. Am I to go to your judgment without knowing what I am being judged on.

I feel a sense of nothingness grabbing hold of me. As it spreads, my awareness starts to fade away causing a cold numbness to creep over me. I start to see nothing, feel nothing and smell nothing. My hearing starts to fade into the nothingness as I faintly hear the heart monitor beeps turn into a long uninterrupted beep. I can hear the word clear as the nothingness consumes me.

(1) Rave - large-scale club like party.