Musings by Onimushi
Duo sat on the landing, staring out the window. He was wrapped comfortably in a warm sweater, drinking a cup of tea. His hair was delicately braided and draped over his shoulder. Gazing out the window, into the snowy landscape, Duo could definitely say this is the most comfortable he had been in a long time. Quatre's offer had certainly been a great chance to escape and relax. Recuperate. Heal. Or rather, as Heero would call it, lick his wounds. He closed his eyes and pushed the thought out of his mind.
"Duo?" Wufei said cautiously. Duo had done nothing but sit and stare since he arrived. Such a drastic change from his normal, bouncy, charismatic self. It worried the Chinese boy that his American friend was so quiet. Duo blinked and looked at Wufei, not seeming to recognize him at first. The glazed look passed over Duo's face as quickly as it had come.
"Hm?" Duo muttered dumbly.
"I...how...uh...Heero...called." Wufei managed to stutter out. He hadn't wanted to tell Duo. He would rather be strangling the Japanese bastard at the moment. But it was not his style to get in the middle of other people's love affairs.
"H-he did? What did he...what did he say?" Duo looked up at Wufei with hope in his eyes. A desperate, yearning sort of hope that made Wufei's heart wrench painfully. The sloe eyed pilot clenched his fist.
"I asked him if he wanted to speak to you...but..."
The hurt in Duo's eyes showed tremendously. It was like a whip lashing out at him. Duo drew his knees up to his chest and buried his face in his arms. "What did he say?"
Wufei couldn't bring himself to do it. He opened his mouth but he could feel the bile rise in his throat. He took a deep breath and sat gently beside Duo. Wufei tentatively placed a hand on Duo's arm and braced himself.
"H-he said...he said they're getting married in two months. And...and that we're all invited. He wants you to be there." Try as he might the disgust that Wufei felt seeped through every word that he said. Duo's whole body lurched and he made a strangled cry.
"Duo-"
"Why!? Why in the hell is he doing this?! He doesn't love her! She's just a stupid bitch why?! WHY!? It's not possible Wufei! He swore he loved me! I gave myself to him how could he...do this? How could he possibly love someone else? He must have gone insane! She did something to him I know it I know him! How?! HOW COULD HE?!"
Duo shook with rage and grief. Wufei could only pull Duo into his arms and let him sob.
"I don't know. I don't understand it. I...just don't know..."
A few moments passed and the sobs began to subside. Duo had expended energy he didn't have and was on the verge of losing consciousness. Before he drifted off to sleep, he whispered something almost inaudible.
"But...but you said you loved me..." Duo soon began to breathe evenly. Wufei followed his pulse as it evened out. He scooped the braided boy in his arms and carried him to the room next to his. He laid him down in the bed and tucked him in gently.
Wufei couldn't understand what he was feeling right now, but he knew what he wanted to do. He didn't want to leave Duo alone, but he had to get to Heero to find out just what the hell happened. He picked up the phone and called Quatre. After half an hour of making arrangements, Wufei left a quick note for Duo, saying that Trowa would be there by that evening and he would be back the next afternoon. With that, he was on his motorcycle and on his way to Relena's current residence.
Duo sat on the landing, staring out the window. He was wrapped comfortably in a warm sweater, drinking a cup of tea. His hair was delicately braided and draped over his shoulder. Gazing out the window, into the snowy landscape, Duo could definitely say this is the most comfortable he had been in a long time. Quatre's offer had certainly been a great chance to escape and relax. Recuperate. Heal. Or rather, as Heero would call it, lick his wounds. He closed his eyes and pushed the thought out of his mind.
"Duo?" Wufei said cautiously. Duo had done nothing but sit and stare since he arrived. Such a drastic change from his normal, bouncy, charismatic self. It worried the Chinese boy that his American friend was so quiet. Duo blinked and looked at Wufei, not seeming to recognize him at first. The glazed look passed over Duo's face as quickly as it had come.
"Hm?" Duo muttered dumbly.
"I...how...uh...Heero...called." Wufei managed to stutter out. He hadn't wanted to tell Duo. He would rather be strangling the Japanese bastard at the moment. But it was not his style to get in the middle of other people's love affairs.
"H-he did? What did he...what did he say?" Duo looked up at Wufei with hope in his eyes. A desperate, yearning sort of hope that made Wufei's heart wrench painfully. The sloe eyed pilot clenched his fist.
"I asked him if he wanted to speak to you...but..."
The hurt in Duo's eyes showed tremendously. It was like a whip lashing out at him. Duo drew his knees up to his chest and buried his face in his arms. "What did he say?"
Wufei couldn't bring himself to do it. He opened his mouth but he could feel the bile rise in his throat. He took a deep breath and sat gently beside Duo. Wufei tentatively placed a hand on Duo's arm and braced himself.
"H-he said...he said they're getting married in two months. And...and that we're all invited. He wants you to be there." Try as he might the disgust that Wufei felt seeped through every word that he said. Duo's whole body lurched and he made a strangled cry.
"Duo-"
"Why!? Why in the hell is he doing this?! He doesn't love her! She's just a stupid bitch why?! WHY!? It's not possible Wufei! He swore he loved me! I gave myself to him how could he...do this? How could he possibly love someone else? He must have gone insane! She did something to him I know it I know him! How?! HOW COULD HE?!"
Duo shook with rage and grief. Wufei could only pull Duo into his arms and let him sob.
"I don't know. I don't understand it. I...just don't know..."
A few moments passed and the sobs began to subside. Duo had expended energy he didn't have and was on the verge of losing consciousness. Before he drifted off to sleep, he whispered something almost inaudible.
"But...but you said you loved me..." Duo soon began to breathe evenly. Wufei followed his pulse as it evened out. He scooped the braided boy in his arms and carried him to the room next to his. He laid him down in the bed and tucked him in gently.
Wufei couldn't understand what he was feeling right now, but he knew what he wanted to do. He didn't want to leave Duo alone, but he had to get to Heero to find out just what the hell happened. He picked up the phone and called Quatre. After half an hour of making arrangements, Wufei left a quick note for Duo, saying that Trowa would be there by that evening and he would be back the next afternoon. With that, he was on his motorcycle and on his way to Relena's current residence.