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"You have...one...new message."

Wufei sighed, glancing over at his open laptop, the notice flashing across the screen. What was it going to be this time?

He hit the enter key, and the message popped up.

"Wufei, where are you? Why won't you reply to my messages? At least let me know you're alive!! You skipped out on me before we could go get our sake... Why did you leave Wufei? Please come home..."

He frowned. Duo... This was the fifth message he had received from the braided boy in a span of three days. This had probably been the calmest one he'd gotten, too. The others had either been extremely upset, angry, or a mixture of both. Though, he had every right to be. He didn't know, after all, if he was alive or not. But...

As much as the entire situation pained him, he couldn't bring himself to reply. He was going through so much right now, and if he replied, he was worried Duo would try to drag him back. He couldn't go back. Not yet. He was dealing with so much and he couldn't be around familiar people. The last battle...Treize...

No one knew it except himself and the man in question, but he had been in love with Treize. The entire situation was complicated, especially when it came to their last battle, and the whole fact that he had even battled the OZ leader in the first place. It wasn't something he could explain rationally. But still...He had killed Treize. He didn't expect to, and when Trieze let himself be defeated so easily...

He shook his head, moving away from his laptop. Damnit. His head had been so jumbled up, even before the final battle. Too many feelings had been surfacing, and all they had succeeded in doing was confusing the hell out of him.

He loved Treize. But, recently, he had been feeling close to the same thing when he saw Duo, when he thought about him. He was falling in love with him, too. He had been for a while now. Every message he sent him made him want to run home, run to Duo. But then his guilt kicked in. Was he so fickle that he could be over Treize so quickly? The pain in his heart from losing Treize was so large. Mixing that with the prodding feelings for Duo... He didn't know what to do!

This was the turmoil he had gone through for a week now. Every new day, every new message, the turmoil got worse. What was he to do? Should he seek comfort in Duo's arms (if the other even felt that way about him)? Should he cast Treize aside and try to make things work with Duo? Could he cast Treize aside so easily? Would it even be considered casting him aside...?

He grabbed the sides of his head and bent over. This was all too much to take. There was no one he could ask for advice. He usually turned to his clan, but they had all been killed in the war...He was all that was left... He had no one.

"Nataku...What should I do?" he whispered, staring up at the ceiling. Before he knew it, he was fast asleep.

"Wufei," Treize smiled, lightly touching the Chinese boy's cheek.

"Y-yes?" he studdered, trying to force down a blush that was uncharacteristically trying to surface.

"Stay with me this evening. Please. Leave the cold isolation of your gundam and feel the warm of company while you sleep."

Wufei took a step back, shocked at the request. Treize wanted to sleep with him? He eyed the OZ leader warily. Treize seemed to pick up on the hesitation and he raised his gloved hands in defense.

"I am a gentleman," he explained calmly. "I will do nothing you do not allow me to. All I request is your company on this fine evening."

Nodding, Wufei gave in, leaving Nataku and following the other into his bedroom, where they both layed down for the evening.

That night, Wufei lost his virginity to the most beautiful man in OZ.

Wufei jolted awake, that dream causing him to painfully remember the best night of his life. He wiped the tears off his cheeks and stood up, heading into his small kitchen to get a glass of water. Once there, he stared at the picture on the fridge. The 5 of them...Duo draped all over him... A smile played at his lips. He had been taken back, and angry, but what he didn't confess to Duo was that he had also been pleased. He reached out and touched the picture, his fingers lingering over Duo's cheek. Did he truly love him? That was a silly question. He was feeling many of the same things he felt about Treize, and he knew for sure that he had loved Treize, so that could only mean that he loved Duo as well...right?

As he drank, he thought. Part of him wanted to go back, to see Duo. The other part of him was hesitant. He had no idea if he could handle it. Going back into the living room, he glanced at his laptop, where all those messages were contained... His heart began to ache again. What if Duo was really hurting? Whether or not Duo had feelings for him, the two had gotten real close. Plus, Duo had wanted to go out for sake when they won the war, and Wufei had skipped out, leaving automatically. Surely that alone hurt the other.

He frowned, walked quickly into his bedroom, and yanked a bag out of the closet. He then began to pack. There was only one way to find out all the things nagging at him.

He was going back.