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"Forbidden Memories"Written By: Shinigami 195 Disclaimer: I don't own them Rating: R Warnings: Yaoi Pairings: 1x2 3x4 Summary: An 18 year old boy goes off to University
but there is a nagging feeling of deja vu as he encounters new friends.
Nothing is what it seems as he struggles to regain his forgotten memories. "Forbidden Memories" Chapter One Danny Wellston pushed open the door to his new house. He would be living there for the next three years with some other students. He hoped he liked them because he was buggered if he didn’t. The house was quiet and he closed the door and placed his two suitcases on the floor. His blue eyes scanned the hallway and he took a step forward. He took in the details of the very modern house with its wide screen TV and the remote control that laid beside the video phone. The remote control that controlled everything from the garage door to the lights, from the TV to the temperature of the heating. The world had become lazy. Too much technology for mankind. “Hello!” Danny jumped and he spun round to see a young blond male standing in the doorway. “Hi,” Danny replied as the blond shut the door. “You must be one of my new flatmates. I’m Quatre Raberba Winner, its nice to met you!” The blond held out his hand and Danny found himself staring at the blond. He was positive he had seen him before. “Quatre Raberba Winner? Heir to the Winner Corporation?” “That’s me.” “I’m Danny, nothing special about me.” He raised a hand and brushed his hand through his short brown hair. “I’m nothing special neither. It’s my sisters who run the family business. I don’t want anything to do with it.” “Spoilt brat!” Danny huffed and Quatre shook his head. “Its not that. It’s just that running the family business feels… I shouldn’t tell you. I’ve only met you.” Danny shrugged. “That’s understandable.” He reached for his suitcases and turned to the stairs where he climbed them; aware the blond was doing the same. “There are five rooms up here. One bathroom and four bedrooms and downstairs there is another bedroom and another bathroom and a kitchen, living area and dining area. Not a bad place for the price.” Danny glanced round. “No, not at all.” “We must be the first to arrive!” Quatre smiled as he looked around the rooms, copying Danny’ movements. Danny liked to know the layout of places. He liked to know where the nearest exits where and if there were any dangers that he would have to keep an eye on. It was a habit he had always had. He didn’t know where it came from but it seemed that Quatre had the same habit too. “What room do you want?” Danny asked as he stopped in the doorway to one of the rooms. “The one by the bathroom,” Quatre replied from another. He entered the room and Danny walked into his. He set down the suitcases and sat down on the double bed. He glanced at the doorway, his mind on the blond. He was having a strange sense of déjà vu. But he shook his head, trying to clear the feeling. He flopped backwards on to the bed. The time differences between L4 and Earth left him a little jetlagged and it didn’t normally affect him but today he was so tired that he curled up and fell asleep. Quatre left his room and tiptoed over to where Danny’ room was. The boy was asleep. Quatre bit his lip and studied him. The boy’s eyes had been so piecing, so open and achingly familiar. They were a deep cobalt blue colour that held a tint of violet to them. Quatre could have sworn he had seen them before. He turned away, berating himself for spying on the other boy. He headed downstairs looking for food. His breath was heavily as he raced through the maze of corridors and smoke. He struggled to keep going as his lungs filled up with the black smoke and his legs burned from the lack of oxygen. Someone was yelling at him through a small comlink located in his ear. He tried to ignore the worried voice and focus on his running. He could see the exit up in front. It was only a few meters away. A bang ripped through the fog and a bullet struck him in the knee. He fell to the floor with a cry, his knee unable to support him as the bullet lodged itself deep and firmly in his muscle. There were footsteps and more bullets whizzed past. He ducked down, putting himself as close to the floor as he could and then he began to drag himself painfully slowly forward. A hand grabbed his and he was pulled to his feet. A pair of bright blue eyes sparkled at him and soft blond hair covered his head. “We’re not giving up now, hey?” “I can’t walk,” he muttered. “That’s what I’m here for. Zero three is backing us up. Now come on zero two, lets get out of here.” He glanced at his rescuer as he was pulled forward, half running, and half stumbling towards the exit. A large beeping noise filled the air and he tried to cover his ears to block out the noise but he couldn’t raise his arms. It kept going and the exit began to fade away as the noise got louder and louder. “For fuck sake Danny, turn off that god damn alarm!” Danny shot up in bed, his hand reaching out automatically as it slammed down on the alarm and the noise stopped. He tried to catch his breath, his heart rate going too fast for his own good. His skin was sweaty and the bedcovers were stuck to his legs and his chest. He peeled them off and pulled on his clothes from the night before. He climbed out of bed and slipped into the bathroom as the girl who had woken him up appeared. “Wellston!” she snarled as he locked the door and she banged on it. “I wanted to get in there!” Ignoring her cries, he washed and cleaned himself. He was just drying himself when he saw it. He bent down and studied his left knee. In his dream it was his left knee he had been shot in. He studied the scar before standing up and looking at himself in the mirror. Since he had arrived at University over two weeks ago, his dreams had been filled with this recurring one. He seemed to get further each time he dreamt. This time, his rescuer had spoken to him and the voice was so familiar that it haunted him even now. He could hear it in his head while the girl continued to pound against the door. Danny splashed cold water over his face and opened the door causing the girl to fall in and ended up on the floor beside his feet. He smirked at her and said in a slimy voice. “Why Ellie, if you were that willing you could have just said.” “Ew. I’m not interested,” she stood up and glared at him. “Now get out of my bathroom!” Danny exited and went to his room to dress in some fresh clothes. He grinned at Ellie. It must be hard for her; she was the only girl in the house. There was him, Ellie, Quatre, Thomas and Alex. They were getting on all right for strangers. Danny found himself talking to Quatre the most; he felt a pull towards the blond that he couldn’t ignore. Yet Quatre didn’t mind and was more than willing to share details with Danny now that he knew he could trust the boy. Danny slid downstairs, his eyes sparkling as he greeted the three males in the room.” “Good morning,” Quatre greeted him and Danny froze. That voice. He stared at Quatre who was busy writing something in his notebook. He always carried it around with him but refused to comment on it. “He looks like a goldfish like that!” Alex laughed from where he was nursing his coffee. Quatre glance up at the boy. “What’s wrong?” Danny shook his head. “Its nothing. I’m just having déjà vu.” He didn’t mention that he had a dream in which he was being rescued by Quatre, or that he was having many déjà vu experiences whenever he was in the same room with Quatre. Quatre gave Danny a long thoughtful look. “You know what? I’m having a déjà vu moment too. You reminded me of someone when you look like that.” “Someone good I hope,” Danny reply and he bounced across the room and made himself a coffee. Keeping himself busy made sure that he didn’t linger on Quatre’s words. “Classes start today. You ready for them?” Thomas asked. “Yeah. Its really bad the amount of shopping we’ve been doing,” Danny smirked at Quatre who had joined him on the many shopping trips of the last two weeks. “It’ll be good to start studying.” “What course are you doing again?” Alex asked. “Media and Politics,” Quatre spoke. “I’m doing History and English,” Danny took a sip of his drink. “That’ll be a tough course,” Alex commented. “No more tougher than yours. Did you know Japanese is one of the hardest language to learn?” Alex laughed as he threw his mug into the dishwasher. “Yeah, sure. You don’t speak the language so how do you know? Besides, its not just Japanese I’m studying. It’s all languages.” Thomas smirked. “I’m doing all sciences so that’s just as hard y’know?!” “Sure,” Ellie sneered as she came in. “Boiling water is as hard as training to be a nurse.” “You have to do biology to become a nurse!” The discussion continued between Thomas, Alex and Ellie, while Quatre studied them thoughtfully. Danny lent against the counter and looked out of the window. He didn’t know why he felt so relaxed living on a colony. Ellie had already expressed her dislike for the stale air and recycled water. The others weren’t too happy about the living conditions but Danny felt at home and so did Quatre. He had grown up on L4 so it made sense that he felt at home there. “So, who’s driving us in this morning?” Danny asked, turning back. He asked the question to break up the argument between Ellie and Alex. They were always fighting. Danny said it was mutual attraction between the two but that earned him a death glare. He kept silent on the matter now. “I’ll drive,” Thomas said as he grabbed the keys, putting down his mug on the table. “Everyone ready?” They all gave a nod and left the house. Danny stood outside his history lecture watching as the other students piled in before him. He felt a little nervous. What if he wasn’t as bright as everyone in there? He had never worried back at school about his own intelligent but that was because everyone at his high school were thick, but here, now, Danny felt like he was the thick one. “Are you coming in?” a man asked and Danny smiled brightly at him. “Yes.” “Hurry up then. I want to start the seminar!” Danny darted inside and took the first seat he came too. He smiled at the young girl beside him before he turned to face the front of the room where the teacher was now standing. “I’m Mr Clude. I’ll be your teacher for this year. I’ll be teaching you about the English Witch Hunt before we move on to discussion World Politics and then our final part of the year will be based around History Literature. I’ll be doing most of the teaching with you but Mrs Little, who is an expert of World Politics, will teach some of the course. Some of you may have seen her in the news over the past five years. She was heavily involved with the Gundam War. For today’s lesson, I’ll spend the first hour talking about the course and your exams and assignments that you are expected to do at the end of the year and at the end of each of the courses. Then we’ll have a class discussion in order to get to know each other.” The first hour went so slow. Danny found himself yawning about half way through it and the girl beside him giggled. “You tired?” she whispered at him. “Nah, just bored.” “Talks a lot, doesn’t he?” Danny nodded in agreement. “I’m Chloe.” “Danny. Its nice to met you.” “Same. This man is boring but I hear he is one of the best lecturers in History.” “Really?” “Yeah, he taught Zechs Marquise himself.” Danny frowned at the name. It sounded familiar but he couldn’t work out why. “Who is he?” “Pardon?” she laughed. “You don’t know who Zechs Marquise is?” Danny shook his head. “He’s the hero of the war!” Danny gave a smile before he glanced at the lecturer again. “We should get back to paying attention.” “Yeah. Can I buy you coffee?” Danny asked, glad his question raised a blush on Chloe’s face. “Sure.” “I’ll met you after class.” “It’s a date,” she smiled before turning her gaze back to the front. Danny followed her gaze to stare at the lecturer who had moved on. He was now introducing the class one at a time. He was asking them to stand up and say something about themselves when he called their name. “Jessica Parker,” a girl at the front stood up and muttered something that Danny couldn’t hear. “Chloe Prince,” the girl beside Danny stood up. “Hi, I’m Chloe. I come from the Sanq Kingdom and I’m a strong pacifist.” “Harry Richards,” the boy in front of Danny with dark brown hair stood up and in a rich Japanese voice said. “Harry Richards, pleasure,” and then sat down. tbc... |
