Title: If He Only Knew
Author: Rinoa Maxwell
Part: 1/?
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Romance/Drama
Pairings: 1x2, 3x4
Warnings: Shounen-ai, slight yaoi, relena bashing
Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing, although if I did I'd be one very happy girl. But the idea for the fic is all mine, ya hear!?
***
Duo and Heero were walking down the park, down the little aisle filed with cherry trees. Duo, clad in a dark green velvet coat, a red and black plaid scarf, a black shirt under that, and black jeans, interlocked his fingers with Heero's, who wore a black sleeveless shirt, dark blue jeans, and a deep brown buttoned-up cloak. Both were blushing, the cherry blossoms swirling their way around through Duo's braided locks and Heero's messy bangs, and both were silent. Once they reached a dead end, again covered with cherry blossoms, they decided not to turn back, but rather to watch as the tornado of cherry blossoms swirled around them, practically blocking them from any view. Maybe a little peek here and there, but otherwise, nothing. It was magical, really, quite the phenomenon perfect for a time like this. And then, they turned, facing eachother, their hands held, and slowly, they moved closer to eachother, their heads closing in on eachother, and their lips were almost barely touching...
At that very instant, Duo's eyes snapped open, targeting the dark blue ceiling above him. Sort of confused, he quickly sat up, muffling the sheets and blankets around him, and realized he had only been in his lonely room, asleep...
"Damnit, damnit, damnit!!!!! I can't believe it was a dream!!" he cried, pounding his fists on his bed in frustration. Then, he let a sigh escape him. "Oh well...the closest I'll ever get to him is in my dreams anyway." WIth that, he let out another sigh and leaned back on his bed, his hands folded behind his head with his elbows sticking up, as he stared at the ceiling. He stayed in that position for about two hours, and finally when he was convinced that he wouldn't be able to get back to sleep, he sat back up on his bed and checked his digital clock.
"Great...5:15," he muttered, scratching the back of his head as he headed over to his personal bathroom, washing his face and brushing his teeth. He doubted anyone would be awake at this time - usually, the others woke up late, like, at about 9, which was almost 4 hours from now - so he supposed it wouldn't hurt if he roamed around the house in nothing but his baby blue silk pajamas. After all, it's not like anyone would see him, and changing would be too much work. So he hopped out of bed and, closing the door quietly behind him, walked downstairs to the kitchen. It was still a little dark - not so dark he couldn't see, but not light enough to read by.
The tiles of the kitchen floor were ice cold against his bare feet, and he cursed at himself for not wearing shoes. At least bed slippers. He programmed the coffee maker to brew him a cup of strong coffee, pulling out of a drawer some sugar and cream. As he turned around to grab a stirrer, he came face-to-face with Heero.
"Ach!" he yelped in surprise, jumping back, a small blush creeping onto his face. Not only because he was only wearing his pajamas, but also because Heero was wearing his pajamas. Not that big of a deal, right? Well...no matter what Heeo was wearing, he was capable of making Duo blush.
"Err..." he began, pointing at the coffee maker, "want a cup?"
Heero shrugged, "Why not?" and Duo set out to make another cup, while Heero simply leaned against the refridgerator, his arms crossed, watching Duo.
Placing the first cup of coffee on the dining room table, Duo asked, "So, why are you up so early?"
"Couldn't sleep," Heero replied, stirring 3 teaspoons of sugar and one teaspoon of cream in his coffee. Duo took note of that as he set his coffee on the table across Heero.
"Hey, that's exactly how I make my coffee! I just noticed that!" Duo remarked as he stirred the sugar and cream into his coffee. Heero didn't respond, but instead took a deep sip of his coffee. Well, it was more of a gulp than a sip...
By the time Duo took his first sip of coffee, Heero had already placed his mug in the sink and was on his way outside when Duo quickly asked, "Where are you going, Heero?"
"For a walk."
Blushing, Duo continued, "Can I come?"
Staring at Duo for a moment, Heero finally shook his head. "I need to be alone right now." And without even waiting for a response, he stepped through the glass doors and slammed them shut. Duo just stared at him until he became a dot, and then continued to sip on his coffee.
***
"Now why did I go out in nothing but pajamas again?" Heero asked himself, shivering and agitated. "Oh, yeah, right, I remember - to get away from Duo. Heero, what is your problem!? Why can't you just face Duo like a normal person!? Why does he have to be so *special*!? Why can't he just be like Trowa or Quatre!?"
Because I love him, Heero thought, shivering once again, though not only because of the icy cold wind.
"And since when did I understand what 'love' was? Why Duo?? Why can't it be Relena? Sure, I hate Relena more than anything and would do anything to kill her, but it would be ten times easier loving her than it is loving Duo. Imagine what he'd say if he found out!? He'd probably be seriously grossed out," Heero kept ranting on and on to himself, walking through the farm. It was one humongous farm, and one big chunk of land Owazi owned. Heero and the others had been searching for a place to stay at, just for a few weeks, and were more than lucky to come across Owazi, the owner of a huge house. His house had seven bedrooms, three public bathrooms, two personal bathrooms, a big kitchen that could probably fit three people if it had to, a small yet content dining room, an attic and a basement, even an *indoor swimming pool*...and on top of all of that, Owazi owned 24 acres of land behind the house, all farm and field. As if that wasn't enough, Owazi was probably the nicest landlord anyone could ever stumble over. He treated the boys like brothers - when he cooked, he cooked his best, he entertained them as much as he could - to put it in short words, it seemed that all that mattered to him was the boys' happiness. Owazi even assured them that if they had any personal problems that they needed to let out, they could talk to him.
So, Heero was glad that he still had quite a ways to walk through, and plenty of time to think. He'd been up all night thinking, and as grand as his master bedroom was, it wasn't the place to think. All he needed was a quick pick-me-up, a.k.a. coffee, and a long walk in the fresh air. Hopefully, he could sort things out in his mind. Like why he was obsessing over Duo so much.
Okay, so maybe it wasn't necessarily *obsessing*, but Heero was deeply in love with him, and not an hour passed by without thinking of him. Heero felt crazy, and trapped, because he knew he could never tell the others this. Owazi was the only person he could talk to. In fact, Heero was seriously considering talking to Owazi about this little problem, because if he kept it all inside he'd probably burst. Besides, Owazi was wise, and he could help a great deal.
By the time Heero got back it was 6:28 AM, and he walked straight to his room, even though he was full of energy. How could he put all that energy to use anyway? Duo? Well, that's what he was about to do, for when he saw the door that connected his room with Duo's, he wanted nothing more than to knock, walk through, sweep Duo into his arms and give him what he'd wanted to give him for such a long time, a long, passionate...Dear God, he'd have to use all that energy trying to stay *away* from Duo! In his fantasies, he could make out with Duo all he wanted, but he knew that his dreams could never come true.
"Eww...I can't believe I'm actually thinking about that right now," Heero sneered as he sat on his bed, resisting the temptation to knock on that door. But oh, boy, was he happy when Duo was the one that knocked on the door instead.
Without even the faintest trace of a smile, Heero opened the door, looking down at Duo. "What do you want?"
Duo, on the other hand, had a very worried look on his face. "I wanted to make sure you're alright. You are alright, aren't you?"
"Of course I am. Why would you care anyway...?" I can't believe he actually cares....Heero thought.
"Well, I mean, I was worried! I just hate it when anyone in my crew's sad, you know?"
"I'm sure everybody does."
"So...need to talk about anything?"
Oh, Duo, I wish I could, I really do..."No. At least, nothing you'd be interested in." Nothing that you *want* to know...
"Okay...if you ever need someone though...I'm just a knock away, okay?" Duo half-smiled, though he was still worried.
"Alright..." Heero didn't bother to close the door right away though. He wanted to wait till Duo turned around.
Duo did turn around, while thinking, maybe I should just tell him. Get it over with. No use in waiting, is there? And I'm going to tell him sooner or later anyway...Better to just get it over with rather than to wait for ages. The door was almost closed when Duo spun around and pushed the door open, yelling, "Wait!" Heero looked back at him, bewildered, and Duo thought, Alright, here goes..., as he took Heero's hands in his.
"Heero, I....I...." Staring into Heero's eyes, Duo searched frantically for the right words. And that was when it hit him. Heero's icy cold stare...no warmth, no nothing, not the slightest bit of care was shown in his eyes, and Duo realized that this was all a waste, that it was better not to tell Heero...it would ruin their friendship, and Heero would probably end up just avoiding him from then on. Sighing, Duo let go of Heero's hands and looked down. "Never mind...." and with that, he walked back into his bedroom, shutting the door behind him. And then, he leaned his back against the door and slid down until he was sitting, with his knees against his chest, as he breathed deeply, regretting what he'd just done. "You're so stupid!!" he whispered to himself, beads of sweat actually trickling from his temples down the sides of his cheeks.
Heero fell backwards on his bed, as he looked up at the ceiling, which now looked more white than blue, and let out a deep, sad sigh. What was Duo about to say? Could it possibly have been...? No, no, there was no way. How could Duo love him? He probably loved Relena, if not loved at least liked. Or someone else. Definitely not another guy. That was pretty much impossible.
Then again...how was he so sure that Duo *wasn't* gay? At least bi. Maybe Duo secretly loved him, and they were both missing out on their lives 'cause they were both so shy...
"Forget it," Heero sneered to himself, letting a sigh escape him afterwards. "There's just no way...." and with that, he fell asleep.
Duo had been terribly worried. It was afternoon and still Heero wasn't awake. At about 5 o'clock, Duo finally gathered up most of his courage and walked up the stairs, knocking on Heero's door softly when he reached the second floor.
"Heero-kun?" he said softly. No response. He knocked once again, this time a little harder. Still, no response. "Heero, you've been asleep for about 11 hours, don't you think it's time you got up!?" This time, his voice was firmer. When *still* there was no response, he finally walked into his own room and entered Heero's through the connecting door. He came in to find Heero lying on his bed with his hands behind his head, staring up at the ceiling - well awake.
"Are you alright, Heero-kun?" Duo asked faintly, his courage quickly draining out of him.
Heero simply nodded as his response.
Duo sighed and walked over to the bed to sit next to him. I guess I might as well just tell him, he thought...I've been waiting to tell him for, what, forever? And I still haven't. What's the use of waiting?
"Heero-kun, I...." Duo had to pause to fumble for the words he was trying to say. After the long pause, Heero suddenly stood up.
"I'm gonna head downtown for a while." he muttered, looking back at Duo before heading to the door.
"Wha..why??"
Heero shrugged. "Not like I've been around town too much anyway. I need to be alone too." And with that he slammed the door behind him.
"Yeah, right, as if going downtown will keep you 'alone'" Duo mumbled grumpily. "Every time I try to go tell Hee-kun, I blow it!!! When am I ever going to just *tell* him!?"
By the time he couldn't stand waiting, about 20 minutes later, Duo decided to leave downtown as well and find his Hee-kun.
"Where're you going?" Trowa asked, watching as Duo walked towards the front door.
"Downtown," Duo replied, "I'll be back in a little while. Gonna go find Heero," he added, opening the door in front of him.
Quatre smiled. "We'll see ya later then!"
And with that, Duo slammed the door behind him.
***
"Damned crowded here," Heero sneered as he shoved himself through the crowd. Until he shoved someone aside too hard, and she fell right at his feet.
Bending down towards the woman he pushed, he took her hands and pulled her back up. "I'm sorry Ma'am, I..." He recognized that face immediately.
"Heero??" The woman was obviously surprised, though so was Heero.
Shit, Heero thought, not ready to face this freak again. Of course, he was a great actor. "Relena??"
(warning: in this little part, Relena is totally ooc. Although she is that sickening stalker...)
"Oh, Heero, I knew it was you!! I knew I'd find you again!!" Grabbed in Relena's tight embrace, Heero shuddered in disgust. Oh well, he guessed, didn't I want to try to get over Duo for Relena? And it looks pretty easy. I just hope everything gets fixed.
Then, without even warning him, Relena took Heero's face and kissed him, whispering, "I missed you" afterwards.
Now THAT I wasn't ready for. "What was that for!?" Heero quickly wiped his mouth.
"I just said, I missed you...you know what?" Relena changed the subject, "I was planning on eating alone tonight, but I really won't mind if you join me!!" And without even waiting for a response, Relena grabbed Heero's arm and walked him over to the French restaurant not too far ahead, as Heero caught a quick glimpse of the shocked, sad figure in the distance.
***
Glad to be back somewhere that at least resembled home, Duo grinned as he walked through the crowed, searching for his beloved. And then, he saw it. What he had dreaded more than anything. His eyes quickly welled up with tears.
So is that it!? Duo thought, his tears threatening to trail down his face, You left for town so you could meet your whore, Relena!? The first thing Duo saw when he found Heero was, sure enough, Heero kissing Relena. And then, he saw them walk to Paris Lights, the French restaurant ahead of them.
"I hope you're happy!!" This time, the tears really were trailing down his cheeks, like waterfalls. Not in the mood to be in a crowd anymore, Duo ran back the way he came, sobbing all the way, until he got home.
***
When Duo got home, Quatre and Trowa sensed something was wrong and immediately set off to help him. Trowa sat next to him as Duo drank bowl after bowl of strawberry sake, and Quatre baked everything from cake to chocolate to cookies, but Duo refused.
"What's wrong?" Trowa asked.
"Two words - Relena Peacecraft."
"What happened?"
Shaking his head, Duo replied, "DOn't wanna talk about it."
Trowa sighed and patted his back. "Well, whatever's wrong, we're here for you, buddy, got that?"
Duo nodded, the face in front of him blurring. Gulping down the bowls of sake, he quickly poured himself another when Quatre began to speak.
"How would you like some brownies? I made a batch this morning when you were gone and there's still plenty left."
"Sounds good, but...maybe later."
Trowa and Quatre exchanged nervous glances. It wasn't like Duo to not eat. Usually, Duo was the one that ate up everything in the kitchen. Today, it seemed to be Quatre and Trowa. After a few moments, the two sighed, totally giving up on Duo and decided to leave him alone with his thoughts. They, on the other hand, went into Trowa's room to watch a movie together, though they didn't even *see* the movie...
By the time Duo had drank down five-and-a-half bottles of sake, he slumped to the living room and dropped on the couch, falling in a deep sleep easily.
***
"Duo...? Oh, Duo..."
Duo's eyes slowly opened to his biggest nightmare, and he yelled in surprise before jumping off the couch. Quatre and Trowa quickly rushed down the stairs hearing the commotion, their pajama tops unbuttoned and their hair scattered, ruffled, and messy.
"Wha..." Quatre started before he caught sight of that evil witch Relena.
"What the hell are you doing here!?" Trowa yelled, standing defensively in front of Quatre.
"Oh, Heero brought me here to show me this wonderufl house!" Relena replied proudly.
"Heero!?!? You WHAT!?" Quatre was bewildered, seeing as the five boys would rather be trapped in a room filled with a thousand killer bees than even *think* about Relena. In other words, they hated her. Especially Heero - nobody could possibly hate Relena more than Heero. Yet here he was, bringing her home with him.
Trowa whispered softly in Heero's ear, "Are you okay?"
"Of course," Heero replied, grimacing.
Letting out a sigh, Trowa left to sit next to Quatre, who was by now sitting on the couch next to the obviously-pissed-off Duo, who was on the verge of tears. Not wanting to cry in front of his crew, Duo hopped off the couch and ran upstairs to his room, slamming the door behind him.
He sat on his bed, punching his pillow, tears streaming out of his eyes.
"You stupid fool!" he told himself, punching the wits out of his pillow, "Why would you go waste your time, your *life*, on something you'd never get!? You stupid, stupid idiot!!"
Duo heard the connecting door creak open but didn't stop to turn around -- he could tell it was Heero by his footsteps, and it was bad enough that he could see that duo was sobbing. He didn't need to see Duo's face.
Heero walked over to him, grabbed him from the back by the scruff of his neck and turned him so that they were facing eachother.
"What are you doing!?" Heero asked angrily.
"What do you think I'm doing!?" The tears were still streaming out of his eyes.
Heero punched Duo hard in the face and shoved him down on the bed violently.
"What the hell is your problem!?"
"What do you mean?"
"I mean, what the hell made you break down and let go of your pride!? Everybody heard you!!"
"You really wanna know!? Huh!? It's that bitch, Relena!!"
Heero's angry eyes quickly turned sad and he turned around so Duo wouldn't see the tears forming in his eyes.
He doesn't like Relena, he really doesn't! And to think that I wasted all this time...I hurt him. I hurt him by bringing her. But why? How did it hurt him so much? Can it be...?
By this time, Duo stood up. "Heero, you okay...?"
Heero swung around and grabbed Duo in a tight embrace. Duo was more than surprised, but in a happy way, of course.
Relena appeared at the doorway, before anyone could say a word, and asked sympathetically, "Is Duo alright?"
Letting go of Duo and clenching his fists, Heero turned around to face Relena.
"Out," he said simply, yet sternly.
"...excuse me?" Relena was quite confused.
"Get out. NOW."
Relena's eyes welled up with tears. "What do you mean?"
"In face, I want you to leave this house right this second and never EVER come back!" Heero's angry voice scared Relena off, and she ran out of the room in tears.
Duo blinked twice. "Heero, I didn't mean..."
"It's alright. Never really liked her much anyway." Heero sat on Duo's bed, suddenly fascinated by his shoes.
After taking a deep gulp, Duo asked, "Why'd you do that for me?"
"I told you -- never liked her."
"But - "
Heero looked up to face Duo. "I'd rather hurt her than you."
Then, he stood up, walking through the connecting door, out of his room, and downstairs to the kitchen, leaving Duo to think about what had just happened.
(Note: I was going to stop here, since it would be a great cliffhanger, but I realized that this part would've been way to short!! So be happy!! :p)
***
"Was Duo alright?" Quatre asked in concern, watching Heero make his coffee.
"Yeah. Just a little pissed off about Relena. Nothing terrible," Heero replied, pouring his black coffee into one of the many mugs stored in the kitchen cabinets.
"To tell you the truth," Trowa began, taking a quick sip of his tea before continuing, "All of us were pretty pissed off about it. I was more than glad to see Relena running out in tears."
Taking his seat across Trowa, Heero sighed. "I know...I'm sorry."
"What was on your mind when you did that, Heero?"
Shaking his head, Heero replied, "Nothing."
Quatre took Trowa's hand and squeezed it gently, glancing at him in concern for both Heero and Duo. The two Quickly ran up to Quatre's room and shut the door quietly behind them.
Trowa had been in this room more than plenty of times, yet still, the interior decoration never ceased to amaze him. The Saudi Arabian's room was plastered with magical, beautiful embroidered rugs, both on the floor and the walls, and his shelves were filled with ivory and wooden mini-statues. Everything in his room was real -- nothing plastic, nothing fake.
Laying on his bed, Quatre began unbuttoning his shirt. "I wonder what's wrong..."
Trowa sat next to him. "I really don't know. All I'm sure of is that something's wrong."
Throwing his unbuttoned shirt on the floor, QUatre suggested, "What if they like eachother?"
Shocked, Trowa turned to the young blonde. "You think...?"
"I don't see why we didn't think of before. To tell you the truth, I've always thought they'd make a nice couple."
Trowa shifted himself so that now he was on his hands and knees on top of Quatre. "You really think Heero would be that kind of person?"
Quatre shrugged, "Why not?"
Trowa smiled, not a wicked smile but a soft smile, and moved his head down to gently kiss Quatre. He did it again and again, his hands resting on Quatre's chest, and again, and again, repeatedly, endlessly. Quatre proceeded to unbutton Trowa's shirt when they heard a knock on the door.
"Just a minute!" Quatre yelled and threw his shirt back on and buttoned it -- then, Trowa opened the door, face-to-face with Duo. His eyes were still pink, but he had stopped crying.
"Mind if I keep you company?"
A little disappointed that Duo had ruined their little fun, but sad for Duo, Quatre and Trowa couldn't refuse.
"So...what were you two doing in here anyway?" Duo couldn't help but smirk.
"Err...talking," Quatre half-lied nervously.
"Yeah...right."
Desperate to change the subject, Trowa asked, "What happened?"
"Trust me, you don't want to know..."
Quatre sat next to Duo. "Duo, you know you can tell us anything and we won't tell anyone, don't you?"
"You can trust us," Trowa added.
Duo sighed. "Yeah, I know, but..."
"We'll help you," Quatre bribed truthfully.
After observing the two closely, Duo finally surrendered. "Alright, alright, but...you may not like what you hear..."
Trowa smiled. "Who cares about our opinion?"
Duo grinned back. "Ok...well...basicly...where do I start...um...I like Heero."
Trowa's and Quatre's smiles expanded all the way to their ears.
"Well, actually, it's more love than like, but..." Duo stopped when he noticed the two love-birds chuckling. "Hey, what's so funny!?" he demanded.
"Oh, nothing, it's just that...well...we thought..." Quatre had to stifle another giggle, "We thought that might be the thing."
"WHAT!? IT'S THAT OBVIOUS!?!?!?"
"Oh, no, of course not!! We just thought you'd look cute together!"
"Oh NO...what is Heero already knows!?"
Trowa rested his hand on Duo's back. "If he knew, he wouldn't've brought Relena here."
"As if he'd ever have any other reason to bring here here? He's trying to drive me away from him. It's so obvious!"
"Come here," Quatre smiled, as he took Duo's arms and hugged him gently, rubbing his back. "Everything's going to be alright if you talk to him, okay?" Duo nodded and padded out of the room.
Once the door was closed, Trowa said, "You owe me for that hug."
Smiling gently, Quatre wrapped his arms around Trowa's neck softly, and kissed him passionately. Trowa returned the favor, wrapping his arms around Quatre's waist, and then he carried his beauty over to the bed, their kisses everlasting.
Author: Rinoa Maxwell
Part: 1/?
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Romance/Drama
Pairings: 1x2, 3x4
Warnings: Shounen-ai, slight yaoi, relena bashing
Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing, although if I did I'd be one very happy girl. But the idea for the fic is all mine, ya hear!?
***
Duo and Heero were walking down the park, down the little aisle filed with cherry trees. Duo, clad in a dark green velvet coat, a red and black plaid scarf, a black shirt under that, and black jeans, interlocked his fingers with Heero's, who wore a black sleeveless shirt, dark blue jeans, and a deep brown buttoned-up cloak. Both were blushing, the cherry blossoms swirling their way around through Duo's braided locks and Heero's messy bangs, and both were silent. Once they reached a dead end, again covered with cherry blossoms, they decided not to turn back, but rather to watch as the tornado of cherry blossoms swirled around them, practically blocking them from any view. Maybe a little peek here and there, but otherwise, nothing. It was magical, really, quite the phenomenon perfect for a time like this. And then, they turned, facing eachother, their hands held, and slowly, they moved closer to eachother, their heads closing in on eachother, and their lips were almost barely touching...
At that very instant, Duo's eyes snapped open, targeting the dark blue ceiling above him. Sort of confused, he quickly sat up, muffling the sheets and blankets around him, and realized he had only been in his lonely room, asleep...
"Damnit, damnit, damnit!!!!! I can't believe it was a dream!!" he cried, pounding his fists on his bed in frustration. Then, he let a sigh escape him. "Oh well...the closest I'll ever get to him is in my dreams anyway." WIth that, he let out another sigh and leaned back on his bed, his hands folded behind his head with his elbows sticking up, as he stared at the ceiling. He stayed in that position for about two hours, and finally when he was convinced that he wouldn't be able to get back to sleep, he sat back up on his bed and checked his digital clock.
"Great...5:15," he muttered, scratching the back of his head as he headed over to his personal bathroom, washing his face and brushing his teeth. He doubted anyone would be awake at this time - usually, the others woke up late, like, at about 9, which was almost 4 hours from now - so he supposed it wouldn't hurt if he roamed around the house in nothing but his baby blue silk pajamas. After all, it's not like anyone would see him, and changing would be too much work. So he hopped out of bed and, closing the door quietly behind him, walked downstairs to the kitchen. It was still a little dark - not so dark he couldn't see, but not light enough to read by.
The tiles of the kitchen floor were ice cold against his bare feet, and he cursed at himself for not wearing shoes. At least bed slippers. He programmed the coffee maker to brew him a cup of strong coffee, pulling out of a drawer some sugar and cream. As he turned around to grab a stirrer, he came face-to-face with Heero.
"Ach!" he yelped in surprise, jumping back, a small blush creeping onto his face. Not only because he was only wearing his pajamas, but also because Heero was wearing his pajamas. Not that big of a deal, right? Well...no matter what Heeo was wearing, he was capable of making Duo blush.
"Err..." he began, pointing at the coffee maker, "want a cup?"
Heero shrugged, "Why not?" and Duo set out to make another cup, while Heero simply leaned against the refridgerator, his arms crossed, watching Duo.
Placing the first cup of coffee on the dining room table, Duo asked, "So, why are you up so early?"
"Couldn't sleep," Heero replied, stirring 3 teaspoons of sugar and one teaspoon of cream in his coffee. Duo took note of that as he set his coffee on the table across Heero.
"Hey, that's exactly how I make my coffee! I just noticed that!" Duo remarked as he stirred the sugar and cream into his coffee. Heero didn't respond, but instead took a deep sip of his coffee. Well, it was more of a gulp than a sip...
By the time Duo took his first sip of coffee, Heero had already placed his mug in the sink and was on his way outside when Duo quickly asked, "Where are you going, Heero?"
"For a walk."
Blushing, Duo continued, "Can I come?"
Staring at Duo for a moment, Heero finally shook his head. "I need to be alone right now." And without even waiting for a response, he stepped through the glass doors and slammed them shut. Duo just stared at him until he became a dot, and then continued to sip on his coffee.
***
"Now why did I go out in nothing but pajamas again?" Heero asked himself, shivering and agitated. "Oh, yeah, right, I remember - to get away from Duo. Heero, what is your problem!? Why can't you just face Duo like a normal person!? Why does he have to be so *special*!? Why can't he just be like Trowa or Quatre!?"
Because I love him, Heero thought, shivering once again, though not only because of the icy cold wind.
"And since when did I understand what 'love' was? Why Duo?? Why can't it be Relena? Sure, I hate Relena more than anything and would do anything to kill her, but it would be ten times easier loving her than it is loving Duo. Imagine what he'd say if he found out!? He'd probably be seriously grossed out," Heero kept ranting on and on to himself, walking through the farm. It was one humongous farm, and one big chunk of land Owazi owned. Heero and the others had been searching for a place to stay at, just for a few weeks, and were more than lucky to come across Owazi, the owner of a huge house. His house had seven bedrooms, three public bathrooms, two personal bathrooms, a big kitchen that could probably fit three people if it had to, a small yet content dining room, an attic and a basement, even an *indoor swimming pool*...and on top of all of that, Owazi owned 24 acres of land behind the house, all farm and field. As if that wasn't enough, Owazi was probably the nicest landlord anyone could ever stumble over. He treated the boys like brothers - when he cooked, he cooked his best, he entertained them as much as he could - to put it in short words, it seemed that all that mattered to him was the boys' happiness. Owazi even assured them that if they had any personal problems that they needed to let out, they could talk to him.
So, Heero was glad that he still had quite a ways to walk through, and plenty of time to think. He'd been up all night thinking, and as grand as his master bedroom was, it wasn't the place to think. All he needed was a quick pick-me-up, a.k.a. coffee, and a long walk in the fresh air. Hopefully, he could sort things out in his mind. Like why he was obsessing over Duo so much.
Okay, so maybe it wasn't necessarily *obsessing*, but Heero was deeply in love with him, and not an hour passed by without thinking of him. Heero felt crazy, and trapped, because he knew he could never tell the others this. Owazi was the only person he could talk to. In fact, Heero was seriously considering talking to Owazi about this little problem, because if he kept it all inside he'd probably burst. Besides, Owazi was wise, and he could help a great deal.
By the time Heero got back it was 6:28 AM, and he walked straight to his room, even though he was full of energy. How could he put all that energy to use anyway? Duo? Well, that's what he was about to do, for when he saw the door that connected his room with Duo's, he wanted nothing more than to knock, walk through, sweep Duo into his arms and give him what he'd wanted to give him for such a long time, a long, passionate...Dear God, he'd have to use all that energy trying to stay *away* from Duo! In his fantasies, he could make out with Duo all he wanted, but he knew that his dreams could never come true.
"Eww...I can't believe I'm actually thinking about that right now," Heero sneered as he sat on his bed, resisting the temptation to knock on that door. But oh, boy, was he happy when Duo was the one that knocked on the door instead.
Without even the faintest trace of a smile, Heero opened the door, looking down at Duo. "What do you want?"
Duo, on the other hand, had a very worried look on his face. "I wanted to make sure you're alright. You are alright, aren't you?"
"Of course I am. Why would you care anyway...?" I can't believe he actually cares....Heero thought.
"Well, I mean, I was worried! I just hate it when anyone in my crew's sad, you know?"
"I'm sure everybody does."
"So...need to talk about anything?"
Oh, Duo, I wish I could, I really do..."No. At least, nothing you'd be interested in." Nothing that you *want* to know...
"Okay...if you ever need someone though...I'm just a knock away, okay?" Duo half-smiled, though he was still worried.
"Alright..." Heero didn't bother to close the door right away though. He wanted to wait till Duo turned around.
Duo did turn around, while thinking, maybe I should just tell him. Get it over with. No use in waiting, is there? And I'm going to tell him sooner or later anyway...Better to just get it over with rather than to wait for ages. The door was almost closed when Duo spun around and pushed the door open, yelling, "Wait!" Heero looked back at him, bewildered, and Duo thought, Alright, here goes..., as he took Heero's hands in his.
"Heero, I....I...." Staring into Heero's eyes, Duo searched frantically for the right words. And that was when it hit him. Heero's icy cold stare...no warmth, no nothing, not the slightest bit of care was shown in his eyes, and Duo realized that this was all a waste, that it was better not to tell Heero...it would ruin their friendship, and Heero would probably end up just avoiding him from then on. Sighing, Duo let go of Heero's hands and looked down. "Never mind...." and with that, he walked back into his bedroom, shutting the door behind him. And then, he leaned his back against the door and slid down until he was sitting, with his knees against his chest, as he breathed deeply, regretting what he'd just done. "You're so stupid!!" he whispered to himself, beads of sweat actually trickling from his temples down the sides of his cheeks.
Heero fell backwards on his bed, as he looked up at the ceiling, which now looked more white than blue, and let out a deep, sad sigh. What was Duo about to say? Could it possibly have been...? No, no, there was no way. How could Duo love him? He probably loved Relena, if not loved at least liked. Or someone else. Definitely not another guy. That was pretty much impossible.
Then again...how was he so sure that Duo *wasn't* gay? At least bi. Maybe Duo secretly loved him, and they were both missing out on their lives 'cause they were both so shy...
"Forget it," Heero sneered to himself, letting a sigh escape him afterwards. "There's just no way...." and with that, he fell asleep.
Duo had been terribly worried. It was afternoon and still Heero wasn't awake. At about 5 o'clock, Duo finally gathered up most of his courage and walked up the stairs, knocking on Heero's door softly when he reached the second floor.
"Heero-kun?" he said softly. No response. He knocked once again, this time a little harder. Still, no response. "Heero, you've been asleep for about 11 hours, don't you think it's time you got up!?" This time, his voice was firmer. When *still* there was no response, he finally walked into his own room and entered Heero's through the connecting door. He came in to find Heero lying on his bed with his hands behind his head, staring up at the ceiling - well awake.
"Are you alright, Heero-kun?" Duo asked faintly, his courage quickly draining out of him.
Heero simply nodded as his response.
Duo sighed and walked over to the bed to sit next to him. I guess I might as well just tell him, he thought...I've been waiting to tell him for, what, forever? And I still haven't. What's the use of waiting?
"Heero-kun, I...." Duo had to pause to fumble for the words he was trying to say. After the long pause, Heero suddenly stood up.
"I'm gonna head downtown for a while." he muttered, looking back at Duo before heading to the door.
"Wha..why??"
Heero shrugged. "Not like I've been around town too much anyway. I need to be alone too." And with that he slammed the door behind him.
"Yeah, right, as if going downtown will keep you 'alone'" Duo mumbled grumpily. "Every time I try to go tell Hee-kun, I blow it!!! When am I ever going to just *tell* him!?"
By the time he couldn't stand waiting, about 20 minutes later, Duo decided to leave downtown as well and find his Hee-kun.
"Where're you going?" Trowa asked, watching as Duo walked towards the front door.
"Downtown," Duo replied, "I'll be back in a little while. Gonna go find Heero," he added, opening the door in front of him.
Quatre smiled. "We'll see ya later then!"
And with that, Duo slammed the door behind him.
***
"Damned crowded here," Heero sneered as he shoved himself through the crowd. Until he shoved someone aside too hard, and she fell right at his feet.
Bending down towards the woman he pushed, he took her hands and pulled her back up. "I'm sorry Ma'am, I..." He recognized that face immediately.
"Heero??" The woman was obviously surprised, though so was Heero.
Shit, Heero thought, not ready to face this freak again. Of course, he was a great actor. "Relena??"
(warning: in this little part, Relena is totally ooc. Although she is that sickening stalker...)
"Oh, Heero, I knew it was you!! I knew I'd find you again!!" Grabbed in Relena's tight embrace, Heero shuddered in disgust. Oh well, he guessed, didn't I want to try to get over Duo for Relena? And it looks pretty easy. I just hope everything gets fixed.
Then, without even warning him, Relena took Heero's face and kissed him, whispering, "I missed you" afterwards.
Now THAT I wasn't ready for. "What was that for!?" Heero quickly wiped his mouth.
"I just said, I missed you...you know what?" Relena changed the subject, "I was planning on eating alone tonight, but I really won't mind if you join me!!" And without even waiting for a response, Relena grabbed Heero's arm and walked him over to the French restaurant not too far ahead, as Heero caught a quick glimpse of the shocked, sad figure in the distance.
***
Glad to be back somewhere that at least resembled home, Duo grinned as he walked through the crowed, searching for his beloved. And then, he saw it. What he had dreaded more than anything. His eyes quickly welled up with tears.
So is that it!? Duo thought, his tears threatening to trail down his face, You left for town so you could meet your whore, Relena!? The first thing Duo saw when he found Heero was, sure enough, Heero kissing Relena. And then, he saw them walk to Paris Lights, the French restaurant ahead of them.
"I hope you're happy!!" This time, the tears really were trailing down his cheeks, like waterfalls. Not in the mood to be in a crowd anymore, Duo ran back the way he came, sobbing all the way, until he got home.
***
When Duo got home, Quatre and Trowa sensed something was wrong and immediately set off to help him. Trowa sat next to him as Duo drank bowl after bowl of strawberry sake, and Quatre baked everything from cake to chocolate to cookies, but Duo refused.
"What's wrong?" Trowa asked.
"Two words - Relena Peacecraft."
"What happened?"
Shaking his head, Duo replied, "DOn't wanna talk about it."
Trowa sighed and patted his back. "Well, whatever's wrong, we're here for you, buddy, got that?"
Duo nodded, the face in front of him blurring. Gulping down the bowls of sake, he quickly poured himself another when Quatre began to speak.
"How would you like some brownies? I made a batch this morning when you were gone and there's still plenty left."
"Sounds good, but...maybe later."
Trowa and Quatre exchanged nervous glances. It wasn't like Duo to not eat. Usually, Duo was the one that ate up everything in the kitchen. Today, it seemed to be Quatre and Trowa. After a few moments, the two sighed, totally giving up on Duo and decided to leave him alone with his thoughts. They, on the other hand, went into Trowa's room to watch a movie together, though they didn't even *see* the movie...
By the time Duo had drank down five-and-a-half bottles of sake, he slumped to the living room and dropped on the couch, falling in a deep sleep easily.
***
"Duo...? Oh, Duo..."
Duo's eyes slowly opened to his biggest nightmare, and he yelled in surprise before jumping off the couch. Quatre and Trowa quickly rushed down the stairs hearing the commotion, their pajama tops unbuttoned and their hair scattered, ruffled, and messy.
"Wha..." Quatre started before he caught sight of that evil witch Relena.
"What the hell are you doing here!?" Trowa yelled, standing defensively in front of Quatre.
"Oh, Heero brought me here to show me this wonderufl house!" Relena replied proudly.
"Heero!?!? You WHAT!?" Quatre was bewildered, seeing as the five boys would rather be trapped in a room filled with a thousand killer bees than even *think* about Relena. In other words, they hated her. Especially Heero - nobody could possibly hate Relena more than Heero. Yet here he was, bringing her home with him.
Trowa whispered softly in Heero's ear, "Are you okay?"
"Of course," Heero replied, grimacing.
Letting out a sigh, Trowa left to sit next to Quatre, who was by now sitting on the couch next to the obviously-pissed-off Duo, who was on the verge of tears. Not wanting to cry in front of his crew, Duo hopped off the couch and ran upstairs to his room, slamming the door behind him.
He sat on his bed, punching his pillow, tears streaming out of his eyes.
"You stupid fool!" he told himself, punching the wits out of his pillow, "Why would you go waste your time, your *life*, on something you'd never get!? You stupid, stupid idiot!!"
Duo heard the connecting door creak open but didn't stop to turn around -- he could tell it was Heero by his footsteps, and it was bad enough that he could see that duo was sobbing. He didn't need to see Duo's face.
Heero walked over to him, grabbed him from the back by the scruff of his neck and turned him so that they were facing eachother.
"What are you doing!?" Heero asked angrily.
"What do you think I'm doing!?" The tears were still streaming out of his eyes.
Heero punched Duo hard in the face and shoved him down on the bed violently.
"What the hell is your problem!?"
"What do you mean?"
"I mean, what the hell made you break down and let go of your pride!? Everybody heard you!!"
"You really wanna know!? Huh!? It's that bitch, Relena!!"
Heero's angry eyes quickly turned sad and he turned around so Duo wouldn't see the tears forming in his eyes.
He doesn't like Relena, he really doesn't! And to think that I wasted all this time...I hurt him. I hurt him by bringing her. But why? How did it hurt him so much? Can it be...?
By this time, Duo stood up. "Heero, you okay...?"
Heero swung around and grabbed Duo in a tight embrace. Duo was more than surprised, but in a happy way, of course.
Relena appeared at the doorway, before anyone could say a word, and asked sympathetically, "Is Duo alright?"
Letting go of Duo and clenching his fists, Heero turned around to face Relena.
"Out," he said simply, yet sternly.
"...excuse me?" Relena was quite confused.
"Get out. NOW."
Relena's eyes welled up with tears. "What do you mean?"
"In face, I want you to leave this house right this second and never EVER come back!" Heero's angry voice scared Relena off, and she ran out of the room in tears.
Duo blinked twice. "Heero, I didn't mean..."
"It's alright. Never really liked her much anyway." Heero sat on Duo's bed, suddenly fascinated by his shoes.
After taking a deep gulp, Duo asked, "Why'd you do that for me?"
"I told you -- never liked her."
"But - "
Heero looked up to face Duo. "I'd rather hurt her than you."
Then, he stood up, walking through the connecting door, out of his room, and downstairs to the kitchen, leaving Duo to think about what had just happened.
(Note: I was going to stop here, since it would be a great cliffhanger, but I realized that this part would've been way to short!! So be happy!! :p)
***
"Was Duo alright?" Quatre asked in concern, watching Heero make his coffee.
"Yeah. Just a little pissed off about Relena. Nothing terrible," Heero replied, pouring his black coffee into one of the many mugs stored in the kitchen cabinets.
"To tell you the truth," Trowa began, taking a quick sip of his tea before continuing, "All of us were pretty pissed off about it. I was more than glad to see Relena running out in tears."
Taking his seat across Trowa, Heero sighed. "I know...I'm sorry."
"What was on your mind when you did that, Heero?"
Shaking his head, Heero replied, "Nothing."
Quatre took Trowa's hand and squeezed it gently, glancing at him in concern for both Heero and Duo. The two Quickly ran up to Quatre's room and shut the door quietly behind them.
Trowa had been in this room more than plenty of times, yet still, the interior decoration never ceased to amaze him. The Saudi Arabian's room was plastered with magical, beautiful embroidered rugs, both on the floor and the walls, and his shelves were filled with ivory and wooden mini-statues. Everything in his room was real -- nothing plastic, nothing fake.
Laying on his bed, Quatre began unbuttoning his shirt. "I wonder what's wrong..."
Trowa sat next to him. "I really don't know. All I'm sure of is that something's wrong."
Throwing his unbuttoned shirt on the floor, QUatre suggested, "What if they like eachother?"
Shocked, Trowa turned to the young blonde. "You think...?"
"I don't see why we didn't think of before. To tell you the truth, I've always thought they'd make a nice couple."
Trowa shifted himself so that now he was on his hands and knees on top of Quatre. "You really think Heero would be that kind of person?"
Quatre shrugged, "Why not?"
Trowa smiled, not a wicked smile but a soft smile, and moved his head down to gently kiss Quatre. He did it again and again, his hands resting on Quatre's chest, and again, and again, repeatedly, endlessly. Quatre proceeded to unbutton Trowa's shirt when they heard a knock on the door.
"Just a minute!" Quatre yelled and threw his shirt back on and buttoned it -- then, Trowa opened the door, face-to-face with Duo. His eyes were still pink, but he had stopped crying.
"Mind if I keep you company?"
A little disappointed that Duo had ruined their little fun, but sad for Duo, Quatre and Trowa couldn't refuse.
"So...what were you two doing in here anyway?" Duo couldn't help but smirk.
"Err...talking," Quatre half-lied nervously.
"Yeah...right."
Desperate to change the subject, Trowa asked, "What happened?"
"Trust me, you don't want to know..."
Quatre sat next to Duo. "Duo, you know you can tell us anything and we won't tell anyone, don't you?"
"You can trust us," Trowa added.
Duo sighed. "Yeah, I know, but..."
"We'll help you," Quatre bribed truthfully.
After observing the two closely, Duo finally surrendered. "Alright, alright, but...you may not like what you hear..."
Trowa smiled. "Who cares about our opinion?"
Duo grinned back. "Ok...well...basicly...where do I start...um...I like Heero."
Trowa's and Quatre's smiles expanded all the way to their ears.
"Well, actually, it's more love than like, but..." Duo stopped when he noticed the two love-birds chuckling. "Hey, what's so funny!?" he demanded.
"Oh, nothing, it's just that...well...we thought..." Quatre had to stifle another giggle, "We thought that might be the thing."
"WHAT!? IT'S THAT OBVIOUS!?!?!?"
"Oh, no, of course not!! We just thought you'd look cute together!"
"Oh NO...what is Heero already knows!?"
Trowa rested his hand on Duo's back. "If he knew, he wouldn't've brought Relena here."
"As if he'd ever have any other reason to bring here here? He's trying to drive me away from him. It's so obvious!"
"Come here," Quatre smiled, as he took Duo's arms and hugged him gently, rubbing his back. "Everything's going to be alright if you talk to him, okay?" Duo nodded and padded out of the room.
Once the door was closed, Trowa said, "You owe me for that hug."
Smiling gently, Quatre wrapped his arms around Trowa's neck softly, and kissed him passionately. Trowa returned the favor, wrapping his arms around Quatre's waist, and then he carried his beauty over to the bed, their kisses everlasting.