No Name: as predicted.
Trowa: don't tell me...more mutalation?
No Name: It's possible.
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It wasn't like him to pass out on the job. It wasn't like him to pass out at all. But somewhere between Quatre picking him up, and Wufei pulling up in someones cargo truck, he had slipped out of it. Quatre had let him, they were free of the base. It was no longer a concern to stay focused. Now, normally, the little issue of passing out would go completely unobserved. Not this time. No, when he opened his eyes, he was laying next to Wufei. The said man was sitting at the edge of the bed, rubbing his eyes. He stood up with a grunt, and made his way to the restroom. He was nude. Trowa's eyes popped open wide. No way! When he reminded himself to team with Wufei, this wasn't what he meant. Yet, here he was, laying in a bed, watching the naked man walk to the bathroom. There was no way they did what they did. Trowa had no memory of it, or feeling...or anything. Wufei came out of the bathroom, still naked. Trowa couldn't seem to look away, even though he should have. Wufei made his way into his Dressing Room. What was he doing here? Why was he at Wufei's at all? The said pilot stepped out of the Dressing room, and looked over at Trowa. He was eating something. "ah, I see you're alive. Chocolate?" He said, offering a candy. Trowa shook his head. Wufei had cloths on now, well, Gi pants. "Suit yourself..." He finished, eating the last piece. Wufei had a sweet tooth, how interesting. Noted. Wufei crossed the room, and began to dig around his desk. "I took the liberty of filling out your report. You're terrible at them anyway. You'll find that the bullet has been removed, you're welcome, and its on its way to healing. Stay off your feet for a few days at least. you'll stay with me in the meantime." He looked up when he found what he wanted. He tossed a key at Trowa. "Don't lose that." he said. "I'll be gone most of the day, there's stuff in the fridge, if you're not satisfied with that, don't shoot your fat ass mouth off to me because I don't give a shit!" He said. Trowa sat up and nodded. With that, Wufei snatched up his shirt, and left the house.
Why had he not looked away? He was so transfixed on Wufei, and his extra appendage. But...why? was that what he wanted? He never really gave much thought to his sexual orientation. Then again, none of them really had, so Trowa figured. Men, was he into men? or was it just Wufei? He had to figure this one out, before it killed him. and he was sure it would have. His mind was somewhat of a distraction. Always somewhere else. was he even into Wufei at all? was it the fact that he, never in a million years, thought he would EVER see that man naked! was that it? fascination. why?! why was that even a factor! He had never thought about Wufei in this way before. in what way was he even thinking about the other! yeah, get that clear before your brain goes off in other directions! Baka. Trowa sat up some in bed, feeling his body want to give in because of the pain in his leg. who's idea was it to bring him here. He didn't know his way around Wufei's like he did Quatre's. The bathroom...where the hell was the bathroom? he cringed at the thought of moving at all. something needed to happen withing the next 30 seconds though, that was for damn sure!
He pulled the covers back, he was in his boxers, and an old shirt, one of Wufei's. Trowa's lip got tight, and his eyes got large. a light sweat drop made its way down his brow. Wufei had undressed him...Oh gods! Trowa covered his face with his hands. his face getting hotter by the minute! real mature Barton. get a grip, pull it together. It's not the first time a man has ever undressed you. Yeah, but they were Medical professionals, this was Wufei. He pulled his hands away, and looked at his leg. It was wrapped nice and neat. He smiled. Wufei did that too. Pulled the bullet out and everything. "Note to self, thank Wufei." He said out loud. Ok, now or never Trowa. Get out of bed. He took a deep breath. "Come on..." He slowly moved his left leg. Not so bad. Ok...here we go. He threw his right leg off the bed, then slowly brought his left one to join it. He sat there for a moment, feeling his bladder about to burst. He sat up straight, and slowly stood. Just no pressure on the left leg, and use the wall as a guide, here we go. He took a slow step, lipped and grabbed the wall. He let out a bated breath and did it again. He saw the bathroom, it was so close. He reached out, almost got it! He placed a hand on the door knob, and gave it a twist. His eyes got wide. LOCKED! "Wha tha...NO!" He twisted the knob hard, and pulled, then rattled it. "No, no, NO!" He shouted, punching the door. His eyes widened again, he had to GO! "Fuck my life!" He shouted. He looked around, then spotted the desk chair...He thought for a moment, then, reached out and made his way to it. He had to go, and this was the only way. Desk chair in hand, he stood, most of his body mass on his right leg, in front of the locked bathroom door. He eyed the chair, then the door. He took a deep breath. "Fuck it." He said, and smashed the door.
Trowa had found his way to the kitchen, and had made himself something to eat, after all, he was starving. He was sitting at the table when Wufei returned. Trowa looked up at him. "I thought you said you would be out." Wufei nodded. "I see you're up, I will be out of your hair in a moment, I just need to grab a few things..." He left the room in a hurry, before Trowa could warn him of the mess in the bed room. He cringed when he heard the shout, "OH WHAT FRESH HELL IS THIS!" Trowa took this as a window to exit the house unnoticed. He stood slowly and hobbled his way to the front door. Wufei burst into the room, in a blaze. "WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED TO MY DOOR!" Trowa turned to face him, calm as could be. "It was locked." He said simply. "WHAT!" Wufei snapped. "It was locked..." Trowa repeated, slowly. Making Wufei's eyebrow twitch. "I heard...you...I just...don't belive what...I'm hearing..." He spoke through grit teeth. "Wufei, I'm sorry, I had to go, and the door was locked. Let me make it up to you." He said, hobbling over to the table, grabbing a chair to steady himself. "I know the door what locked...you already lost the key!" Wufei snapped. "What key?" Trowa asked, searching his mind. about the time he found what he was looking for, Wufei had returned to the room. "THIS KEY!" He screeched, shoving a little key in the other mans face. Trowa's eyes widened. "That...key..." He said in a tiny voice. Wufei was breathing so hard, he looked like a bull! "YES...that key! I keep the bathroom locked, because I have a gun in there!" He snapped, tossing the key in the air, then catching it. "How was I to know that was the key for the bathroom!" Trowa shouted. "Can you read...Barton?" Trowa had no idea what that had to do with anything, but, he nodded anyway. "LOOK!" Wufei snapped, shoving the key in his line of view, on it, in small letters, read... 'bathroom.'
No Name: Chapter two!
Trowa: There's something I would do...smashing doors is my specialty!
No Name: I know!