Secrets Untold

By: Cryn

Disclaimer: I don't own the Gundam Wing characters.

Prequel and Warnings!

Warnings: This fic contains Yaoi. This fic also contains references to self-mutilation and abuse. If you cannot handle reading these topics, please don't read this fic. Also, if you have no intent other than to flame me for my writing, please do not read this fic.

Eventual Pairings: 1x2, 2x4, 3x4, 2xSolo

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Duo had been in the house for almost a month now. He was staying while Heero was out on a mission. Quatre and Trowa had been kind enough to offer him a place to stay. As Quatre put it "No use in wasting heat and money on one person alone in a house." So Duo turned off the essentials at home and stayed with his friends on Earth. It wasn't so much the money to Duo, but the loneliness that followed the absence.

It confused him how things were run here. Frequently, Quatre would leave early in the morning and not show up for days looking tired and sad. Trowa never said a word as to where Quatre would go or what he was doing...

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Quatre stood, alone in the dark living room. Trowa and him had been fighting again and he had been kicked out of the room they shared. He held a blanket and a pillow, looking at the couch forebodingly. He sighed and walked over. Sitting down, he set the pillow on one end and stretched the blanket out towards the other. 'How did I end up like this...?' He thought and laid down, closing his eyes.

He heard footsteps and his heart leapt, maybe it was Trowa coming to apologize! The footsteps sounded heavy though, not soft and graceful like Trowa's almost silent steps. Duo came into view and Quatre closed his eyes to seem like he was asleep. Duo obviously hadn't seen him on the couch...

"Ouch." Quatre squeaked as Duo sat on his legs.

Duo about jumped through the roof and looked down at the blonde on the couch.

"What are you doing out here?" He asked in a hushed whisper.

"I... was kicked out." Quatre said back sadly, "Trowa got upset with me."

Duo could see the distinct marks of a bruise forming over Quatre's cheek.

"I'm sorry to hear that..." Duo thought for a moment, "Stay here, I'll be right back."

Duo left in a swift, silent walk towards the bathroom down the hall. Quatre propped an elbow under him to sit up some. A minute later, Duo returned with a soft, cool washcloth.

"Here, this will help the swelling and bruising." Duo said, gently applying the cloth to Quatre's cheek and watching him wince. "Trowa actually hit you?"

"He gets upset sometimes..." Quatre said, looking at the floor. "... He doesn't mean it, I know he doesn't."

"Q-man, if he's abusive..."

"No!" Quatre raised his voice a little then caught his mistake, "I mean... no, he's not abusive, just a little forceful is all."

They sat in a comfortable, but strange silence for a few minutes. Quatre had taken the towel from Duo and was enjoying the cool wetness against his face when a question popped into his mind...

"Duo, what are you doing out here?"

"Can't sleep." Duo answered simply.

"Oh?" Quatre prodded onward.

"You know how Heero left a month ago for a 'top secret' mission...?" Duo said softly, gazing at the floor.

"Yeah. What about it?"

"Things change when a person is gone, right? I just..." Duo paused, "... I just don't feel for him like I used to. Not like he cared anyway. He never got off the damned laptop and would get annoyed with me when I asked him to come to bed. Then, three hours later he'd finally crawl into bed and expect me to be awake and wanting to 'spend time' with him..."

"I see..." Said Quatre, almost all knowingly. "You don't think you love him anymore?"

"I know I don't..." Duo left the sentence hanging. "I think..."

"You think what?" Quatre asked, feeling a sudden tension in the room.

"It's time I went to bed..." Duo continued, standing and giving a slight lopsided grin.

Trowa glared at Duo as he passed him.

"Little one, come to bed now." Trowa said softly, no emotion at all. "I'm sorry for getting upset. I really am."

Quatre smiled a little and got off the lumpy couch. Grabbing his pillow and blanket in one hand, he tried to take Trowa's hand in his. The tall boy smacked the back of his hand and pushed Quatre in front of him.

"Let's go to bed." He said and guided the Arabian into the room.

Duo watched from his doorway at the end of the hall as Trowa shut the door. The clear sound of a slap could be heard and it made Duo sick...

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