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" Fragile Faith "Written By: Helen
Warnings: AU, Angst, Sap, Shounen ai/Yaoi Pairings: 2+1, 1+2, 2x1 Spoilers: None Archives: Rating: PG-13 Author's Notes: THANK YOU TO AKUMA-SAMA FOR HELPING
ME COME UP WITH A TITLE!!! Now my UFic will be called “Fragile
Faith”. Summary: Duo is a child prodigy and one of his
professors in college gives him "an assignment": to go volunteer
at an orphanage. There he meets... Special Thanks: Deb… who goes above and beyond
her “duty” as a beta. I’m forever grateful to you! Dedication: Thanks to everyone in 1x2ML who responded to my e-mail and helping me decide which fic to write/post. This is for you guys! *huggles*
Fragile Faith Fragile Faith: Chapter 27 - Demands ~~~Winner Memorial Hospital~~~ “I’m looking for a boy that was admitted to this hospital last night. Tell me where he is.” “We’re sorry but we cannot disclose that information unless you are an immediate family member,” the receptionist behind the desk explained patiently. Standing before her Relena looked as though she was about to explode. Her eyebrow twitched with suppressed rage as she glared at the young Chinese girl who had the name badge“Meiran Chang” pinned on her white shirt. Meiran blinked when she thought she heard a soft growl coming from the rapidly turning red girl. Relena had spent a good portion of the previous night dealing with the driver who'd run over her fiancé. But it seemed that things here ran a little differently than in England because the incompetent officers didn’t listen to her when she demanded that they arrest and send the driver to prison. She was infuriated, even more so when she couldn’t find Heero anywhere. Relena barked at Pargan to find him *immediately* and better have done so before she woke up from her night’s sleep. And now that she'd *finally* found him this bloody imbecile of a hospital worker was coming between them! “You listen to me you wretched human being…" she growled. "*I* am the Vice Foreign Minister’s daughter, Relena Darlian and I demand to see my fiancé RIGHT NOW!!" Meiran’s eyes widened in shock. This was Mr. Darlian’s daughter?! Meiran had met the Vice Foreign Minister a few times in the past for Mr. Darlian was good friends with the Winners and he had helped found the Winner Memorial Hospital in remembrance of the deceased head of the family, Mr. Winner. She always knew him to be an extremely kind and generous man, she never thought that his daughter would be so different. For the fear of angering Mr. Darlian’s daughter, Meiran quickly ran a check on the person who was brought in the night before. “He’s in the Intensive Care Unit, Room 102. Down the hall and to your right.” Relena just hmphed and stomped off without a word of thanks before Meiran could ask her what the patient’s name was for reference in case someone else was looking for him. She sighed and shook her head in disbelief before going back to her task at hand, straightening out various lots of half-finished paperwork. “Hello Meiran.” The receptionist looked up at the familiar voice. Her thoughts about Relena faded a bit when she saw Quatre and the others coming towards her. “Ni hao,” she greeted in Mandarin. “How is everyone?” Quatre just sighed deeply. “Deeply troubled.” Meiran also sighed. “Wufei didn’t tell me a lot but… is Duo all right?” Quatre shook his head solemnly. “I just wish that we could find him… for Duo.” Trowa came up to place a comforting hand on his shoulder. “There is not much we can do but hope.” “Do we even have that?” Catherine whispered softly. Her younger brother lowered his eyes, knowing that it probably wasn’t there. “Where’s Iria, Meiran?” Dorothy asked, attempting to change the subject. That snapped Meiran from her musings. “Oh… Dr. Winner is speaking with Dr. Po. I believe they are in the ICU.” Dorothy nodded her thanks and bustled everyone towards the Intensive Care Unit. ~~~Intensive Care Unit, Room 102~~~ Cold cerulean eyes narrowed as Relena saw the despicable plushie near Heero. Her jaw tightened as she walked towards her fiancé’s bed, her hand reaching out and her fingers curling like a claw. tbc… |
