Secrets

7

"How much longer are we going to have to wait?"

"About a year or so."

"Dammit."

"I'm guessing that you're bored."

"How did you guess?"

"Just..." Yao looked to the sky.

"What is it?"

"Someone's coming."

"Who?"

"Stay here." Was all he said before flying to the sky. He stayed hovering making sure it wasn't his mind driving him insane. When he saw the pair of gold wings coming his way, his eyes widened. What the hell was he doing here?

"Yao?" Francis stopped in front of him.

"F-follow me." Yao flew back down with Francis following behind.

"Yao, what happe-oh."

"Gilbert?" Francis grew confused.

"I'll explain everything." Yao cut in.

"Yao?"

"Is there something you're not telling us?"

"Uh.."

"Yao what is it?"

"Well...I might already know who else has wings..." Yao grit his teeth waiting for their reactions. A small moment of silence filled in until Gilbert finally spoke up.

"I've spent days talking to you and you never bothered to at least tell me!"

"I did it for a reason."

"What reason could possible keep you from telling me something so important?" He stepped forward slightly. His anger filling him.

"You know the reason. It's the same damn reason we're hiding!"

"Oh well why didn't you just tell me!"  Yao stepped closer to the taller man pulling him down with extreme force. Their faces only centimeters apart.

"Listen here. You don't have to know everything. I'm already stressed enough and I'm five seconds from breaking one of your wings. You wouldn't like that. Now, I want you to show Francis over there to the cabin and let me go sort some things out. You got that?" His voice was threatening, almost to a whisper.

"Yes." Gilbert basically whimpered out. Never did he ever see such a scary sight.

"Goodbye for now." With that, Yao was off.

"Well, I just pissed myself." Gilbert said, turning to Francis.

~

Arthur began pacing back and forth. Confusion clogged his mind. Questions came up but no one to answer. He was stuck in a loop at the moment. Just going and going.

Suddenly, there was a knock at his door. When he answered the door, he was pushed back into the house and the door was slammed shut. He took a bit regain his composure. When he did he noticed it was Yao who stood in front of him.

"What was that for?"

"I think you know why."

"No, I actually don't."

"Whatever. I need to talk to about something important."

"You could have said that instead of pushing into my own house and slamming the door."

"Do you want to be killed?"

"No."

"Then I suppose you shouldn't complain about that."

"Alright. Would you like some tea while you're here?"

"No, your tea is a disgrace."

"Well, if you're going to insult my life style I suppose you should leave."

"I'm not leaving yet."

"Then don't call my tea a disgrace."

"Fine."

"Good. Now what is it that you want to tell me?"