Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing or its characters and concepts.
Warnings: AU-ish, languages, malexmale, 1x2, 3x4, 13x5x6, OOC although I'll try to keep them in character as best I can when I meant to.
Thank you Pyrite for cleaned my writing up for me.
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Chapter 2
Like every morning for the last two years, he woke up with a feeling of deep contentment. He wakes up with a smile on his face. For no particularly apparent reason whatsoever aside from the fact that he just does. He doesn't even realize it until one day he happened to looked in the mirror.
Hmm...It's funny how fast one becomes accustomed to things like this. He thought bemusedly to himself. Just a few years back I would shoot first and ask later at the first sign of my solitude being invaded... Now, he would think that something is wrong if he wake up and doesn't hearing the singing in the shower or the warm weight on his back. Hell, or even sleeping with clothes on! He chuckled to himself. Although he and his partners aren't sexually active every night, they always sleep naked together.
"Intimacy." One of them has explained.
"This is the first step of moving on with life after the war." The other had said.
And because of who the other is, he replied with a remark full sarcasm, "Right, and I'm sure that this isn't just one of your schemes to get us naked so you don't have to waste time ripping the clothes off of us."
"Of course not." The other grinned. A grin that said he had hit the nail dead on its head.
He doesn't know how it is that he can love, not only one but two person, and so deeply in such short period of time. He has changed a great deal in that mentioned short time also. He had never been happier. He felt that he got everything he could possibly ever want, or heck even ever dared to consider. And because of that innate sense of complacency he allow himself to let go a little, became more tolerant. Like his hair for example. He would never let his hair grew out this long because it would interfere with practicality. Now when he stands up, it reaches all the way to his butt. With his thought on his hair, he fingered a mess of glossy raven-black hair and platinum blond. Staring at the mix, his smile grew.
Before his thoughts can flit to another train the vid-phone peeps. Planned to reach for it on the night table and turn it off so that his remaining sleeping lover can continue to reside in his dreamland; however, the plan was cut short as his sight accidentally landed on the caller id. His eyes immediately widen in shock as "Sandrock Corp." glowed on the display. No address or numbers, just "Sandrock Corp." He snapped out of his daze and quickly moved from the bedroom to the living room to take the call.
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When the call was connected, both side stared at each other in shock. Wufei because not just the image of Quatre was on the screen, Trowa and Duo was also on, the other three because it's Wufei with long hair! They all talked to him before on vid-phone but he always had his hair up so they always assumed that his hair remained the same.
Managed to get over his instantaneous state of mute first, Duo asked tentatively, "Wufei?"
At this Wufei merely lifted a slim brow, "You called my number did you not?"
At the answer that full with attitude, Duo eyes widen and a grin bloomed on his face, "Hot-damn." He thought about it and laughed, "And am I right or what? Looking hot Wufei! Woo, Woo!" Wufei just narrowed his eyes in respond while that prove to be the ice-breaker for the other two.
"That's enough Duo, we don't want him to disconnect us now." Quatre laughed.
"But he's right, you look great Wufei." Trowa smiled.
"Alright I'm disconnecting." Wufei moved to do so and was stop by Quatre. "No, no. Wait!"
He looked up skyward as if saying "why me?" then said, "What?"
Feeling comfortable now Quatre smiled, "With Duo and Trowa visiting me..." But he was interrupted with a familiar voice, one that can only belong to one man that they know that has forked eyebrows, "Have you seen my underwear?" And all of their jaws dropped.
Then another familiar voice full with laughter reached them, a voice that can only belong to a man with long platinum hair and icy blue eyes. "Don't even bother looking for it. I'm pretty sure that last night Wufei ripped them. You know how he is when he's drunk, wild impatient thing. Mine is a goner too." By this time Wufei's face and a tomato could've been mistaken for relatives.
"Ehem, anyway I was saying," Quatre, ever the diplomat, "Duo and Trowa are visiting me so I thought that it would be great if all of us can see each other again. A little get together. Are you in?"
"Sure." Wufei, whose face is still a distant relative of tomato, said with cracking voice. He wished that somehow a black hole appear and suck him in while cursing at bedroom with thin walls and built so damn close to the living room.
"I haven't figure out the time, date, and location yet though."
"It's okay, just call me back and let me know. I'm sure whatever you plan will be fine." Wufei said wanting so bad to disconnect.
"'kay, I'll call you back later when I got it all figured out. You are also welcome to bring along any guests with you." Quatre smiled with understanding and disconnected, wanting to save Wufei from further embarrassment, although before he disconnected, Wufei heard Duo mumbled, "Wild?!"
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"That was interesting." Trowa decided after the screen went black when Quatre ended the connection.
"Interesting? Shit Trowa, that's definitely the understatement of the century." Duo said still shell-shocked. "Wow, Wufei hooking up with guys. With two guys. With Treize and Zechs. Wow."
Quatre eyed him owlishly and smiled, "Well, he seemed more relax and at peace with himself."
"I'll be relax and 'at peace' too if I just got my brain scre..."
"Duo!" Quatre interrupted sharply, being so pale he resembled cooked shrimp rather than Wufei's tomato red, "I don't need to hear that! I don't even want to know. Beside what is the big deal, he's with Treize and Zechs. Done, end of story."
"Still, Wufei doing the tango horizontally with two guys!"
"Yes, we know." Quatre just appeared to be blushing harder and harder, he's positively glowing now. "Would you drop it? Do you have a problem with him being with men or something?" He scowled. It was hard for him not to look at Trowa furtively like a criminal to gauge his reaction.
Duo just rolled his eyes at that, "Please, I'm very comfortable with my sexuality. I'm a very "happy" gay man. Why would I have a problem with men being with men?"
Trowa just lifted his eyes brows and smiled, "Good for you. I always knew that. And don't worry; it's not because of the hair."
"It better not be, me being attracted to men have nothing to do with my hair, not a damn thing."
"It's fabulous by the way." He said stretching out the word 'fabulous' and ended with a grin.
Duo grinned in answer. "What about you, babbling man? Guys or gals?"
"I have an aversion to being touch sexually." His grin turned into a bitter smile and Quatre felt his stomach sunk like lead. Well at least Trowa didn't say that he not attracted to men.
"I know what you mean." Duo's own happy expression was gone as if it has never been there. "But you just have to move on you know." His expression turned blank as if clearing the field of previous emotion and prepare for the next one to take the stage.
Quatre felt a fleeting moment of exclusion from the other two, as they clearly appeared to be experienced first hand at one of the devastating aspect of war when he was lucky enough to remain untouched, but then he was sweep away by the things that he himself had witnessed. When war rages, men just lost all the facades of civilization and reveals what had been laying there all along. If you're about to kill another, what was wrong with doing anything else to them before you kill them? They'll end up dead anyway. What was wrong? Everything. All that left behind was a husk of flesh that resembles who you used to be. Something in you is forever altered. Even if you don't do anything but kills them, by killing them you kill apart of your self. You've let the Beast out. Even though afterward you lock it up, the scars on your soul if not body, would bear witness to the destruction that happened. And that what war is, it is destruction. Some may justify that there is a cause behind it; however, that is law nature. There would always be rainbow after the rain. War isn't rain, war is a crushing storm. So what if there is a rainbow in the sky, it doesn't change the fact that home is nothing but a rumble now. As the dogs of war, you can't escape the blood that would inevitably stain your hand. It is simply the matter of survival, heartless simple matter.
"Aw, come on guys! Get a grip of yourself, the war is over. Life moves on we have to move with it." Duo said when the other two grew silent and withdrawn. When there was no changes, he threw Heero out while his inside protested, "Beside, we still need to call Heero remember?"
"Right." Quatre said brighten up a little.
"I'm sorry for ruining the mood." Trowa apologized. Quatre smiled at him, a smile that loaded with emotions just for Trowa, "You don't have to apologize for anything Trowa."
"Cutey here is right, what the good are friends for if you can't have angsty and doom moments with them?" Duo grinned then turned to Quatre, "When we talked about new developments I never thought anything remotely even close to this with Wufei."
Quatre sighed at the new nickname and wonder if Duo would ever run out of them, "Yes, Duo it is rather unexpected. Still like I said before, he's seemed happy now."
"Must be the result from regular sex." Duo said while internally reminded his still protesting self of his resolve about Heero, his inner self quickly hushed.
Quatre regain his glowing look, "Duo! I thought we agreed on not to talk about Wufei's sex life! That I do NOT need to know!"
"Aw, come on. We all know that they're getting it on! We all heard from Zechs that Wufei ripped their underwear. What do you think happened afterward?"
"They could be playing strip poker." Trowa added helpfully. "Yeah!" Quatre smiled gratefully at him.
"Right!" Duo agreed with full sarcasm. "You both know that's highly unlikely!" Quatre just sputtered.
Took pity in him Trowa decided to step in, "Regardless of whether Wufei have regular sex or not it is none of our business. Let call Heero and plan out the reunion, we're wasting time."
"Yeah, lets!" Quatre quickly look his escape rope and dialed Heero's address.
After a while Quatre said, "He's not picking up, maybe he's not home."
"Try the Preventer, knowing Heero, he'll leave a way to contact him there." Trowa suggested.
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"Agent Heero Yuy is currently on vacation leave."
"Do you know how we can contact him?"
"He did leave a Japan address in case anything comes up and we require his assistant."
"Thank you."
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The screen flashed, displayed Heero's image and Duo felt his heart constricted.
"Hi, Heero." He greeted before Quatre begin speaking.
