Notes: Thank you to Tina for bein' a beta!

General Warnings: Yaoi, angst, bits and pieces of sap slipped in. References to infidelity.

This Part Specific: None. BUT THIS IS ONE OF MY FAVORITES OKAY.

Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing


Trowa paced his studio. Duo was leaving, was leaving him, was running away, and Trowa didn't know how to stop it. After the past three months, he knew he wouldn't last long without Duo by his side. It was less a want and more a need so powerful he could already feel the leech of Duo from his bones.

He packed furiously, throwing clothing in to a backpack, not bothering with toiletries. The only thing he paused over was his book. It was a copy of Alice in Wonderland and Through The Looking Glass in one, battered and ancient and the first book he'd ever learned to read. Trowa swallowed, remembering last Halloween, Duo's birthday, when they'd dressed up as the Mad Hatter and the Cheshire cat and surprised everyone. He shoved the book in his bag, threw the bag over his shoulder and left, heading back to the house as fast as he could.

Duo was pulling out when he got there, and Trowa turned his bike as fast as he could, cutting the engine. Inside the car he could see Duo, his Duo, and Trowa wasn't going to let him go anywhere without him. He slid off the bike and marched to the driver's side of the car, yanking the door open and sliding both hands in to Duo's long, beautiful hair.

"You are not leaving me," Trowa's voice broke, a shivering running through him. He looked at Duo, in to Duo, vulnerable and open and more afraid than he'd been they day Quatre had shot him off in to space. Duo stared at him, mouth gaping in surprise, and Trowa covered that mouth with his own, cupping the back of Duo's head and cupping Duo's cheek and crying, suddenly.

"Tro?" Duo panted, eyebrows drawing together, reaching out to very gently brush away the tears on his face, and Trowa caught his fingers, kissing them and resting his forehead against them, shuddering and closing his eyes.

"Please, Duo. Please don't leave me," Trowa's breath hitched, and he clung to Duo's fingers, crying against them and Duo pulled away. It felt like the wind being forced out of him, and Trowa's knees buckled, and he felt himself fall down in to Duo's arms, warm and around his waist, suddenly. His hands clung to Duo's shirt.

"Trowa..." Duo kept his arm tight around Trowa's waist, brushing his face clean and kissing his cheeks and nose and his chin and finally, his mouth, and Trowa let out a choked sob and kissed back, grateful for the body against his, the arms holding him up.

"Brat," Trowa chocked, and clung, and it was enough, Duo decided, pulling back to gently wipe Trowa's face.

"Get in, love," he murmured, sitting back and Trowa hiccuped and nodded, getting in to the car as fast as he could, reaching for Duo's hand. Duo took it, and squeezed, kissing the palm like a promise.