Damned, Cursed, and Loved

Her Soulmate

D-chan: Ladies and gentlemen… pure-hearted and sick-minded (hehe, ;P to you, Kyle), I present to you the most asked-for ending… Wufei's! No, seriously! Ever since the Heero ending came out, I've heard, "I can hardly wait for Wufei's!" or "Can you get Wufei's out next?" So I assume you people love Wufei! Good! Heh, okay, so, seriously, here's Wufei's ending… oh, and don't forget to read the notes at the bottom, k? Oh, and before I forget, thank you to Himi and Chibi V for posting while I was grounded from the 'net! You're lifesavers! Hmm… now that I think about it, I could use some candy… ~wanders away, talking to herself~

The moment Relena uttered her own name, Wufei jumped for her throat. She screamed as he flattened her on the ground, snarling, sharp canines glinting. "What are you doing? Are you crazy? This is no way to treat royalty! Heero!"

"Usagi was by far a higher rank than you ever were or will be," he snarled, black eyes going even darker. "In one moment she was a better person than you by ten times then you've ever been your whole life."

"You are insane!" Relena shrieked. "Get off of me, you undead parasite!"

Wufei's eyes clenched shut. 'I'm undead… that means I'm not supposed to have a soul… except… except…'

"You killed her," he growled.

"No, really? What does it look I just did, offer her some tea?"

Something tried to make its way out of his throat, but he bit it back. "You are going to pay for taking her life," he hissed. "She wasn't supposed to die yet! Usagi wasn't supposed to die yet!"

"Get off me! You're crazy! You're stark-raving mad!" Relena babbled, struggling. He tuned her out though, trying to listen to his own inner thoughts. 'If I kill her now… what will it prove? She'll just be reborn again. Demo… if I keep her alive…'

"Anyway, I'm glad I killed that whore!" she screamed. "She would have taken my Heero! And Heero is mine! Heero is my property! He belongs to me! Mine! Mine! Mine!"

"Oh, shut up, for God's sake!" he yelled.

"Give Heero to me!" she shrieked, clawing at him. Wufei snarled, punching her across the face. She yelled out, and when she turned her head back, blood was forming on the side of her mouth as well as a well-sized bruise beginning to swell on the right side of her face.

"So sorry," he sneered. "Here, let me take care of that." He punched the other side of her face, getting almost the same results, except this time she spat out blood. "What? Don't like the taste of your blood? Well, neither would I."

"You little," she breathed, but he cut her off as his hands wrapped around her throat, thumbs pressing against the wind tunnel. "Like that?" he growled. "Well? Do you?" She gasped for air, clawing at him with her fingernails. "This," he hissed, "Is what real pain feels like! This is how it feels to have someone precious taken away from you! This is what it's like to lose half of your soul!" His breathing was unsteady, his eyes held an almost demonic look, but if you looked closely, you could see the passion for the reason he was murdering the girl. "This is what it will feel like when you finally go to hell like you deserve, you goddamn bitch!"

"What in the world is he talking about?" Duo whispered, unnerved by the sudden change in Wufei.

Heero shook his head. "I've never believed the word before, but I'm sure Wufei does. I'm almost a hundred percent sure he does."

"What word, Heero?" Minako murmured.

Trowa blinked. "I tried to block her awakened memories about him. Demo, if she's alive or revived, whatever the case, she should be able to remember him by now. She said she'd chosen who she loved. I made it so that if she chose right, she would remember."

"What are you two talking about?" Rei demanded.

Quatre understood. "Demo… that's just a theory."

"It's more of a principle," Heero explained.

"What is?" Makoto asked, growing annoyed.

"Trowa, why did you do that?" Quatre said, ignoring Makoto.

He shrugged. "I guess I was jealous." The human boy was too shocked to comment.

"What principle?" Hotaru growled.

The word formed on Heero's lips, but he didn't say it aloud. Nevertheless, the small vampire's eyes widened. "No way," she breathed. She looked over at Wufei. "Oh, no way he could be Usagi-hime's soulmate!"

"Don't you want to die yet?" Wufei panted. "Doesn't it feel like you want to die now? Doesn't it? You're just weak! Just give up! You can't win and you goddamn well know it!" Relena choked, gasping in attempt to get some air, flailing her arms now instead of clawing the air. Each wave grew weaker and weaker.

Right before she reached the brink of death, he released her. Relena gathered air into her lungs, squealing for breath. "I'm not done with you yet," he murmured. "I'm not letting you die just yet." With that, he grasped her head in both of his hands, pressing in a bone-crushing grasp. She screamed, struggled, screamed for Heero. Heero just watched, expression blank and passive.

"Let me go!" she screamed. "Let me go! Let-"

He twisted her head once, hearing it crack. He clenched his eyes shut, trying to ignore the sound, but the noise of bone scraping against bone drove its way into his head, bouncing off the rubber walls. He grit his teeth, releasing her. 'Matte…'

A crackle of a leaf.

He turned. His canines grew. He jumped. Trieze hit the ground with a loud thump, and Wufei was pinning him down. "Where do you think you're going, you son of a bitch?"

Trieze's eyes widened as he realized Wufei would do to him the same as Relena. "Iie! Iie! I wasn't really going to kill her! I swear it!" he yelled. "I just wanted you to step back! I wouldn't have killed her!"

"I don't care if you would have or not," he snarled. "You touched her. That's enough reason for me." With that, he decided to give Trieze the better ending, clubbing him with his fist. He was knocked unconscious and Wufei snatched Quatre's silver pen from Dorothy's dead body nearby. "You got lucky," he whispered, driving the silver into Trieze's flesh. "You got lucky," he repeated.

Wufei stood, turning towards the others. Heero was staring him straight in the eyes. Prussian blue locked with endless black. Finally the werewolf nodded… once. The vampire let out a long, exhausted breath, slowly kneeling beside Usagi's body. "Trowa," he mumbled.

"Hai?"

"Call upon… this… this Queen Selenity."

Trowa blinked, hiding his surprise well. "Nande?"

Wufei glared at him. "Just do it. Trust me."

Trowa stared at him for a moment before nodding. He clasped his hands, lips moving in silent, foreign words. Then two shimmering figures appeared, surprisingly, instead of just one. The first had shimmering silvery-white hair, pulled up and tied in two buns on either side of her head. A sparkling tiara decorated her head, crescent moon earrings dangled from the lobes. Her skin was pale and creamy, delicate features and perfect complexion.

The second was almost her opposite. She was taller, her outfit much more revealing, showing off her nice, long legs. Her skin was a deep color of a perfect tan, smooth and glistening. Her hair fell past her knees, a deep, dark green color, even darker than Trowa's eyes. Her eyes weren't as wide; they were more narrowed and didn't hold as much trust and innocence, rather, they were tired but wary, observant.

"Hello, Wufei," the first figure greeted. The second merely nodded her head in acknowledgement.

"Queen Selenity," he said softly. "I know I'm not worthy of your presence, especially after all I've done."

"Hai," she agreed. "Demo…" He barely raised his eyes. "My daughter loves you very, very much. And I know you two hold such a strong bond. I am willing to let her have her way again… demo, you know what this means."

"Hai," he mumbled. "I do." 'She won't let me have it so easy when it comes to the final decision,' he thought silently.

"Very well, then." Selenity stepped back and the second figure moved forward, kneeling beside Usagi. She refused to look at Wufei until she was done observing the dead princess. "There is one way to bring her back," she said heavily. "And one way only."

He frowned. "Anything."

"First let me introduce myself," she said calmly. "My name is Sailor Pluto. I am the guardian of time, watching everything that happens… and I've seen you in times you shouldn't have been, Wufei."

"I know," he said flatly.

"It couldn't be helped, still, you didn't belong. I'm giving you a chance to belong, Wufei."

He glared at her. "What do you mean?"

She stared him dead in the eye. "I'm making you human, Wufei."

It blew his mind away.

To be human…

Meant to live like a normal person.

It meant he'd never have to hurt Usagi again…

He would never need her blood again.

He could finally be while her… wholly.

"I'll do it," he said, his voice barely a whisper.

Pluto closed her eyes, extending her key to him. "Touch the orb," she commanded. He did so, resting the tips of his fingers on the ruby-colored jewel. It began to glow, and suddenly he felt nauseas. He gasped, almost collapsing, but he refused to fall. He grit his teeth, waiting. Finally she pulled it back, and he pitched forward.

His hands flew out, stopping him. "It'll take a few minutes to adjust," Pluto stated. "Demo, it was your choice."

"Did it bring her back?" he gasped.

"Hai. Your giving up your powers meant regained your full soul, and Usagi is a part of your soul. You've given her life again, Wufei. Look up. There she is."

"Wu-chan?"

He lifted his head to find Usagi indeed awake, staring at him in confusion. "Wu-chan, are you in pain?" she whispered.

He shook his head, forcing himself to sit up. "You're alive," he whispered. Tears filled her eyes and she nodded.

"You… you gave up eternal life… for me?" she finally asked. They didn't notice that Pluto and Selenity had faded away, leaving them alone with the others.

"When I was offered eternal life, it sounded like everything I could ask for," he murmured. "Demo… when you died, you… I realized that eternal life didn't matter. No life mattered unless you were alive in it, with or without me." He let out a long, tired breath. "So. Who's the guy you love?"

Usagi burst into tears. He panicked momentarily until she almost tackled him to the forest floor. "You're so stubborn," she sobbed, burying her face into his shirt. "You're so thick-headed, Wufei!"

"Come on," Trowa murmured. Slowly, everyone drifted away until it was just Wufei and Usagi.

"You're such a baka," she cried, hitting his chest with a balled first.

"I… I…" he stammered, unsure of what to say.

She glared at him. "See what you've made me do? Your bad traits are rubbing off on me!"

"Nani-" She cut him off, firmly pressing her lips to his. Shock exploded inside of him; she never made the first move for a kiss, never. But when she did… it was wonderful. Extraordinary. Incredible.

"Ai shiteru," she said beneath her tears. "Baka. Ai shiteru. There never was any other choice, Wufei. You're my soulmate. There was no other choice. Ai shiteru."

He shook his head slightly, clearing his thoughts. "Just make sure you're positive," he whispered.

She nodded, smiling at him. "I'm completely, one hundred percent positive."

His arms slid around her waist. "You realize," he said, lowering his voice, "What I'm going to do to you unless you run right now." Her eyes widened and she squirmed out of his grip, taking off. He smirked, arms folded, staring up at the sky. "… Seven… eight… nine… ten." With that, he stood, running in the direction she'd taken off.

After a few minutes of ducking around trees and jumping over bushes, Usagi found herself trapped in his arms. She smiled up at him as he pressed his mouth against hers. "Ai shiteru, Usagi-chan." Suddenly, he grip loosened.

Usagi looked at him, worried etched on her face. "Daijabou ka?"

"Hai, daijabou," he breathed, then blacked out.

Wufei opened his eyes, blinking away the sudden brightness of light. 'What in the hell…?' Then he remembered what had happened and groaned, both in anger and frustration. "Baka," he said aloud. "You knew you were drained already… baka…"

Usagi walked in, blinking sleepily. "Were you talking to yourself, Wu-chan?"

"I've made a habit of it," he said dryly.

She grinned, sitting on the bed beside him. "I figured you'd be exhausted when you woke up, so I let you have the bed. I slept on the couch."

He stared at her. "Where are we?" It had finally occurred to him to ask it.

"My apartment," she said, blinking. Then she stood. "Are you hungry, Wu-chan? I sure am. I'll make breakfast. Quatre actually taught me something good." She winked then giggled, stepping out.

He slowly raised an eyebrow. "Hmm…"

Wufei got up, not bothering to make the bed. He didn't even bother to put his clothes in a specific place when he found an extra change of clothes for him at the foot of the bed.

He stepped out, not having to wander far before he reached the kitchen. Instead of a mess like he'd expected – due to the rest of the house, anyway – the kitchen was nice and orderly. Usagi looked up, smiling sheepishly as though she'd read his thoughts.

"Normally I eat out. Or, if it's a school day, I don't eat at all in the morning. But then my stomach tends to talk during class." He snorted. 'She never fails to amaze or amuse you,' he thought.

She glared at the book she was staring at before turning to him, smiling innocently. "On second thought, let's eat out," she chirped. He sweatdropped.

"Wu-chan, try some of this, too!"

Wufei sighed. Okay, so he hadn't eaten human food in some time. Still, Usagi was trying to shove everything they had down his throat! "Usa-chan, I'm fine," he whispered, trying not to cause a scene.

She stuck her tongue at him, blowing a light raspberry. He raised an eyebrow, causing her to giggle. "Okay, I'm sorry, Wu-chan. Demo, since it's a Sunday, can we go out? You know, maybe shopping?"

He gave her an incredulous look. "Usa-chan… shopping?"

She sighed. "Oh, all right, but at least let's do something really fun!" she exclaimed. He had to grin; she was so cute.

An hour later he found himself following her down a sidewalk. She'd brought a gym bag, claiming it had important things in it. Except… it looked a little light to him, but he decided not to comment on it.

"Okay, Wu-chan," she announced, stopping in front of a small beach. "It's not very big, demo we can have lots of fun here!"

'Which explains the gym bag,' he thought.

She grasped his hand. "Come on! I need to change."

He found himself sitting on the beach, staring out at the salty water of the ocean. Some little kids splashed each other, others were playing in the sand, burying one another and building small castles. One was chasing their sibling with a plastic shovel, wailing. He smirked slightly. There were other older people, some just talking, others swimming, some doing both. One couple was making out at the far end of the beach.

Someone tapped his shoulder and he turned, looking straight into bright blue eyes. He didn't even flinch, just smiled slightly. "Hi."

"Hi," she greeted, stretching out beside him. "Well? Was I right?"

He shrugged. "I don't know yet, Usa-chan."

She giggled, leaning against him. "You'll be enjoying it soon," she promised, then leaned back, fishing something out of the gym back. He blinked, watching as she spread some kind of lotion on her arms, causing her skin to glisten. She began to rub it in firmly, then turned to him. "I burn easy," she explained. "If I don't use this stuff I get a burn and it hurts a lot."

He shook his head. "Even when I'd been human, I was pretty much resistant to the sun."

She smiled coyly at him. "Then you won't mind helping me?" He blinked as she thrust the bottle into his hands. "Come on," she pleaded. "It'd be like me getting a massage! Onegai, Wu-chan? Just spread it on my legs and back and rub it in so I won't burn. If you don't rub it in it doesn't really work."

Although she wasn't trying to, she started to give him ideas. "Roll over," he commanded. She did so, lying on her stomach, staring out into the ocean. He started to spread the cool lotion on her calves, rubbing them gently. She closed her eyes, smiling. 'He's so nice… and he knew he didn't have to… I love him so much. I'm glad I chose him. He's my soulmate, after all.'

Her thoughts were cut off as he began to spread the cool stuff up her legs. She shook her head slightly, trying to ignore the fact, but he had other ideas as his hands brushed her inner thighs. She gasped, jerking back and rolling over at the same time.

He feigned a look of innocence. "What? You said your legs, didn't you?" She flushed.

Usagi stepped out from the bathroom, skin glistening with the aftermath of a shower. Her hair was still damp, spilling down her back in tangles. She tried to brush it out, having some difficulty, but seeing the fact that she did it every day made it easy and she was done in no time.

She sighed, entering the living room. It was now dark outside, but still cold inside. She pulled the towel tighter around herself, reaching out for the thermostat, trying to find the button to turn up the heat.

Someone grabbed her from behind, spinning her, pinning her back to the wall. She gasped aloud, but was silenced as a warm mouth covered hers, and she recognized the taste immediately.

"Wufei," she breathed when he finally pulled back. Her eyes adjusted to the dark, finding the dim features of her soulmate and roommate. A smirk played on his lips.

"Too cold?" She nodded. "Let me take care of it." Her eyes widened, her face heating up as she caught the hidden meaning of the words.

"Wufei," she started, but again, his mouth covered hers, tasting her. He gently pried her mouth open, tongue exploring her soft lips and slipping inside to roam the insides of her mouth. "Wufei," she repeated, moaning into his mouth. He nipped her lower lip gently, staring into her eyes. "Hai," she breathed.

"What do you think Wufei and Usagi are up to?" Duo wondered aloud.

Hotaru smirked. "I know what those sex fiends are up to." Quatre flushed a bright red and bolted from the room, preventing himself from hearing any more. She snickered at his reaction.

"No, seriously," Duo insisted.

She looked him dead in the eye. "I was being serious." Duo stared at her for a long moment, then promptly fainted to the floor.

"What just happened?" Heero grunted.

"Oh, nothing," she said innocently. "Nothing at all."

~*~End~*~

Notes: Guess what, peoples? For those I haven't told yet; LISTEN TO THIS! I have 3 prequels to DCL planned, as well as a sequel. The prequel should come out sometime shortly after Wufei's… ah… unedited edition of this chapter. ^-~ Hehe. So, now you know. Tell me if you want the prequels or not! If you e-mail me (markathu ) then I'll send you the short descriptions of each prequel and the sequel!

Ja ne, have a nice day!

Wufei: Weaklings!

D-chan: Say it right!

Wufei: Review, you weaklings!

D-chan: Eh… close enough… ^^;;