Pretty Chapter 3

I still don't own Gundam Wing.

A/N - see end of chapter.


Chapter 3 - McWHAT?

Still in Duo's POV

"Why'd you run away?" I heard an unexpected voice say from the front passenger seat.

"Because-"

AUGHHHH!! I can't just blurt it out…

…Can I?

This is gonna be an interesting conversation.

I sink into the back of the seat and I take a deep sigh so as to steady my beating heart.

It only pounds faster.

"Well, Quatre, I'll tell you that when you tell me what you're doing in here." I looked over at Heero who was gazing out the window. He keeps gazing away from me. I suddenly realize that I don't like it when he does that. Quatre's laugh from the front seat makes me tear my eyes away from my new found love.

"Mr. Barton found me and since its common knowledge that I'm one of you're better friends and you ran off with you're best friend, he thought it would be a good idea if I came along." He gave me.

"You can call me Trowa now. You've graduated." Mr. Bart – Trowa mumbled from the drivers seat.

"Alright, Duo. What happened up there? This has been planned forever, and I know you didn't suddenly decide to run off with Heero!"

GAH! Quatre just doesn't know how right he actually is.

"Heh, heh. Not really… I just kinda realized that… maybe Hilde wasn't my style…" Like anyone would fall for that! I've been betrothed how long?

"Style? Uh huh… right Duo. Like we believe that. You've been betrothed for how long?" Seriously, can this kid read minds or something? This is kinda scary because if he can, he knows exactly what I'm hiding right now.

Why am I hiding it you ask? I'm not so sure to be perfectly honest with you. I think it has something to do with the fact that he's my best friend and I'm still figuring out if he's straight, gay, or human. Plus I'm not so sure I like spitting it out in front of Quatre and Trowa without knowing if I'll be completely rejected.

Trowa's saying something to the audience and I can't hear it over my own mind which kind of goes off on a tangent of random thoughts of those cartoon characters that literally fall over when surprised, or have the big-as-plates eye's when surprised…

"Duo?"

Guess what? I wasn't listening to a damn thing.

"Huh?" I ask, my eye's flitting to Quatre nervously.

"Are you…?" He smirks, that evil smirk that oozes evilness. SHIT! He's reading my mind again! "Gay?"

More images of falling over cartoon characters come to mind.

Trowa catches on fast. 'Style.' Pshh... how obvious.

What do I say? 'Yes, I am and in love with the total babe to my left.' NOnonononononNONONOnonono!! Maybe a simple, 'maybe.' Augh! That's so vague! 'Not at all, just Hilde was blubbering and I got cold feet…' LAME!

Apparently the silence answered for me. My eye's screamed YES, the twitch of my mouth screamed HEERO, and fists screamed NOW!

It's getting hot in here.

It's hot in here isn't it? Don't you think so?

I'm suddenly VERY hot.

"I… guess you could… say… that." I've decided to fill the space with vagueness. This will only lead to more questions, but as much as I don't want to admit that I'm in love with Heero, I do.

I haven't even looked at Heero. I'm afraid of his reaction. Not sure why, I mean, he won't hate me because I'm gay because he might be gay, and Quatre's gay…

I've never really seen Heero react to anything, now that I think about it. He's never surprised. He was barely impressed when we met Quatre and that impressed the shit outta me. You don't know Quatre.

It was like, the second week of sixth grade. New school, new people, new challenges. One of those challenges was more bullies. I had learned to stand up for myself, learning from the master of self defense, Heero my Hero.

Blegh, sounds so cheesy!

It was friggin hot that day too! I was dripping in sweat from running the damned mile for the first time and on our way to the fountains (Heero was hardly even phased by the mile) we heard some yelling and bullying and since we're the kings of defense we decided to check it out.

And there poor little Quatre was, sprawled on the ground, a smudge on his cheek as if he got punched by none other that Wuffers McSlowington. That prick was making fun of another kid because he looked 'girly.' Damn him.

Heero and I were two seconds from giving a mouthful and fistful to Wuffers McDonald when a blur passed in front of us and suddenly Quatre wasn't on the floor and Wuffers McDuff had a bloody nose.

Quatre was a crazy son of a bitch and Heero and I only needed to exchange of glance of approval before walking over to Quatre and asking him to sit with us at lunch.

He said yes of course.

Like I said, it only took one glance of 'approval' for Quatre to be in our little shin dig. Heero was hard to impress.

Although he was pretty impressed when I got an A on that one History test. I'm not sure how I managed that one.

Alright, here goes, I'm gonna look at him! Gah, I can practically hear the gears turning my head. Surely this is seriously obvious.

Damn, but if he isn't pretty!

And looking back at me. Shit oh shit oh shit! WAIT! He's smiling!

He's smiling?

His hand is reaching for my leg… Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaannnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnd…

"I support your decision."

CRASH AND BURN.

Alright, so not exactly what I was hoping for but… okay so I'm seriously about to cry. I just walked out on the wedding of the year for nothing. NOTHING I SAY!

My sanity doesn't count.

Quatre chuckles from the front seat, all happy that he's not the only one anymore.

"Welcome to the club!" He says and though I know what he's talking about, I can't help but notice a little glance from… Trowa?

Huh.

"What club?" Heero asks, his voice buzzing in my ear, having finally stopped touching my leg.

"The 'gay club' of course! But also the 'unrequited love' club." Quatre sobers up at that looking me square in the eyes and flicking his eyes to Heero. I roll mine in response. No use lying about it. And since he can READ MY FRICKING MIND!

"So you've found someone else?" Heero, ever the observant, asks. I can't bear to look at him, or answer him.

But Quatre can!

"Are you blind?! Duo's gloming all over y-"

"YADAYADAYADABLAHBLAHBLAHHONKHONKAWOOOOGA!" So maybe that wasn't the best cover up but it got 'tactful of the century' to shut up.

Everybody is staring at me. Well Heero and Quat are. Trowa keeps sending weird glances through the rear view mirror.

And what the hell is 'gloming' anyway? If I typed that onto my computer, it would have one of those red lines under it warning of a spelling error.

Where the hell does Trowa live?! This is taking far too long.

It's really hot again. Really, very hot.

This is just like that time, you know how they have the special 'sex' video for boys and girls to watch in place of pe? Yeah, we were watching the whole darn thing, cramped on those damn bleachers, hotter than hell for more than one reason, watching an erect penis enter a vagina.

Some kids were snickering, some were breathing heavily, some, like Wuffers McPrepubescent , had bloody noses and had to go to the nurses office.

Maybe I was gay back then because I didn't really care all that much about the video. I was kinda bored and uncomfortable being so close to pointy pants. Heero didn't seem affected by it either. He was taking a nap on my shoulder. But Quatre watched intently. A little too intently.

"What about male/male relationships?" Quatre had asked the woman giving the speech.

That whole thing came to a screeching halt then and there.

See what I mean about tact? He's a smart guy with a good sense of what he wants and he usually manages to get it.

But I'm not gonna let him tell my secret though!

Har har, they're still looking at me like I'm crazy. The silence becomes a tangible dark hole in the rear view mirror and swallows the car whole, separating us in alternate dimensions, never to see each other again! Mwahahahahah!

Okay…

That was a little dark. Even for me. And sad. I would be very sad to lose these guys.

They're so pretty.

Not to mention my best buds.

"Who is it?" Mr. Can't-tell-when-to-let-it-go just has to interrupt my silent movie.

"Heh. I'll tell you later Heero." Much later.

This is terrible. I'm all hot and sweaty, with a growing ache in the bottom of my gut which has absolutely nothing to do with hunger, the love of my life isn't gay and my gay friend is an inch away from ratting me out… ALL IN FRONT OF AN EX TEACHER!

What have I done? I left Hilde at the alter. She must be sooooo pissed, I know I would be. And she had looked so pretty.

Well sort of. The dress was hideous.

But everything else was pretty. Why couldn't I just be happy with that? I'm a selfish jerk.

When I first met Hilde, she was so small. Frail almost. It was the week after Quatre came out. I think my parents, on top of being worried that I was too annoying to get my own girl, thought that maybe Quatre's gay-ness would 'rub off' on me.

But considering how small she was, she seemed very… open… about everything. She talked down everything I liked and touched me too much. She was outspoken and brash, and I didn't particularly warm up to her easily.

I think we were too similar.

Maybe I was gay back then...

It's a strange sensation as I'm pulled forward by the sudden halt of the car and someone says , "We're here."

Talk about waves of emotion. I've gone from content, to panic stricken, to excitement, to optimism, to depressed. Mix in a little nostalgia and you've got me. All in about thirty five minutes.

I barely notice as Heero leans close to me and brushes my thigh and arm in all sorts of ways as he unbuckles me.

"I think he's in shock." He calmly explains to the waiting Quatre and Trowa.

That's what they call it: shock.

I think I'm gonna be sick.


A/N - Didn't want to spoil the fact that I call Wufei something different every time he's mentioned. Some names are inside jokes that no one would get, so don't try and some are completely obvious and some not so obvious but I hope some people would get them. I.e: McDonald - who hasn't eaten at McDonalds. Speaking of which, I don't own McDonalds. And McDuff - anyone who's read Macbeth should understand.

HOWEVER!

I'm running out of ideas for his name. In case you can't tell it's always Mc followed by something stupid or funny.

What I'm trying to say is: SEND ME IDEAS(for wufei's name)! REVIEW! etc..etc..etc.. You all know the drill.