531

Weapon 531

Wu DaQi left the room and Chan Yi turned his head, listening to the other man moving through his safe house. He refused to track him through his heat signature. He might be Two but he didn't remember himself, and Wu DaQi had been through enough tonight without being stalked in the only safe place he had.

Instead, he stripped out of his clothes and took a hot shower. His muscles relaxed under the steady stream of water and he ran his diagnostics to try to clear his mind. Thankfully, the bleeding had stopped and the pain was manageable. There was some minor damage around the shoulder that he needed Obuo to look at, but he was more concerned about his arm. As many times as someone had put a bullet through it, he was going to have to replace the whole damn thing eventually. He wasn't sure Obuo would have the time to deal with it tomorrow though. If she was still safe, his priority was getting Two's memories back.

Under the running water, he heard Wu DaQi walking through the house. He didn't know how to approach the other man. Without their past, Wu DaQi had no reason to trust him, but tonight he had. He'd followed Yi off the roof and to an uncertain escape. Yi was grateful but afraid of the questions DaQi would ask. Of the answers he had every right to.

That forced him to shut the water off and get out of the shower. No matter how much he wanted to hide for a few minutes and get his thoughts - his feelings - under control, Wu DaQi was sitting out there with mysteries he had no way to solve.

Yi dried quickly and wrapped a towel around his waist before he stepped out and quickly dressed in loose pants, a tee shirt, and a hoodie. He stuffed his hands into his pockets and walked to the front of the house where he could hear music playing softly.

He found Wu DaQi staring out the window at the Skylines. Yi never expected when he told Wu DaQi to take clothes from his closet that he would find the one thing of Two's he still owned.

His heart skipped a beat as he looked at the other man's reflection in the window. Yi had never seen anyone as beautiful as Two. No matter what name he went by, he was perfectly crafted. The first thing Yi remembered from his conscious wakening had been Two's eyes. It was still the first thing he saw every morning and the last thing he saw as he fell asleep at night.

"Are you okay?" DaQi asked as he turned to face Yi.

He nodded. "Are you?"

DaQi let out a small laugh as he looked away, shaking his head. "I came out to look for something to eat because I was hungry. Then I realized I don't need to eat, do I?"

"I get hungry. I eat. Do you want me to make you something?"

"The question of if I'm really hungry or not made me lose my appetite."

Chan Yi nodded, unsure of what else to say. Instead, he moved further into the room and took a seat on the couch.

"Obuo. You said we'd see her tomorrow. I was supposed to meet with her tonight."

"What?"

"I was given her name by another doctor so I went to see her."

"And she didn't tell you anything?" He couldn't imagine what she'd have done when she saw Two.

"She called me 532, but she didn't tell me what that meant. She said she'd help me, but she needed time to get everything together."

"We'll find her tomorrow," Chan Yi assured him. "She'll take care of you."

"Are you sure you can trust her?"

Chan Yi wondered the same himself, but he didn't have much choice. There was no one else that could help them. "Obuo was forced into the Piles because she tried to help us. For the last 7 years, she's patched me up whenever I needed it. There aren't many people I can turn to out here, but she's been one of them."