I found my quarry in a park a couple hours afterwards; I had calmed down substantially and was willing to talk it out with him. As I drew closer I noted that he didn’t look even look the least bit remorseful, that got my blood boiling again. He had broken the heart of an angel, and he was not the tiniest bit regretful! “Yuy...” I growled as I stalked up to the bench he was sitting on.
“Chang.” He replied coolly, not even glancing in my direction.
“How dare you...” I started through clenched teeth. “How dare you hurt Duo the way you have!? It was both cowardly and dishonourable! You have broken his spirit in a way no other has, and I, for one, will not stand for it! He trusted you! He put all his faith in you, and you turned away!”
“I had no other choice.” He replied, looking up at the night sky above us, a wistful tone in his voice.
That caught my attention. “What do you mean, Yuy?”
Duo was sleeping when I arrived. He appeared as though he had been crying. I vaguely wondered what could have happened, then I saw Wu Fei. He looked like he was about ready to rip somebody apart. Wordlessly he brushed past me and left, his katana at his waist. I didn’t question, as I did not want to become the object upon which his wrath was taken.
I turned upon his exit and looked at Duo. He didn’t look too good. His face was paler than usual, and tear streaked. I walked over to his curled up from and ran my hand across his forehead hissing in irritation as I realized he had a fever. This wasn’t good. He had just gotten over a severe fever recently. I reached across and dialed Quatre’s number. “Quatre?” I asked when I heard someone pick up. “Yea?” Quatre asked curiously. “It’s Duo. He is sick again.” Quatre seemed to hiss in irritation as well before muttering that he would be right over.
A couple hours later I opened the door as Quatre arrived. He looked almost as bad as Duo did. As though he hadn’t been sleeping well and worrying over the well being of our comrade was not helping. “You look terrible.” I commented as he hung his jacket on the back of a chair in the kitchen. “Yeah... I haven’t been able to sleep that well since Duo disappeared.” He responded with a tired sigh as he walked over to where Duo was sleeping on the couch. “He’s feeling a lot of pain, not physically but emotionally...” He stated, looking down at our sleeping companion.
“Yuy, answer me.” I fairly growled. His stubbornness was finally wearing on my nerves. What in the deities names could he mean by he’ had no other choice’? He sighed, closing his eyes. It was almost as if he couldn’t find the words to vocalize his reasoning behind his leaving the safe house.