Vengeful Lovers
by Duo's Chick
and
Star Kindler
Chapter Three
Disclaimer: We don't own GW, never have and never will.
Warnings: Yaoi (1x2) and extreme OOC!
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Heero's POV:
The wind seemed to pick up around me as I tried to grasp at what I saw back in the house. I know Duo said he didn't sleep with Wufei, or at least didn't mean to, but how in world could I believe that? God, I just wanted kill Wufei. I love Duo, how could he do that to me? Some would probably argue that I did the same to Wufei, and am getting what I deserve, but I never truly loved Wufei. In some way, I did care about Wufei for a while, but the whole time, I thought about Duo and what my life would be like with him by my side. I finally got my chance one evening. We were at home by ourselves. He was sitting on the couch in the living room; his face stained with tears. Confused, I sat by him and asked him what was the matter. I will remember the words we shared for the rest of my life.
Almost whispering, he said, "I'm tired of feeling lost, Heero. Lost and alone. I've been thinking about my life, and I know something is missing…" He looked me in the eyes sincerely.
"What do you mean, Duo?"
He seemed to be thinking for a moment. He looked across the room with a concentrated expression gracing his face. Finally, after a moment he turned back to me and stared directly into my eyes. He quietly uttered the next words,
"Heero, I know you care about Wufei, but I have to let you know. It's been eating at me, and I don't know what I'll do if I don't tell you now." He hesitated over the next sentence. "I…I love you…" He stared deeply into my eyes, as if he was trying to look past them, directly into my mind for some hint of an answer. I was too surprised and taken back to allow the words to sink in, so whatever he saw caused him to turn away. I heard a soft whimper eject from his throat. At last, I took the phrase in, and pulled him close to me, his head resting gently against my shoulder. His body seemed to give a clue of shock, yet after a moment relaxed in my grip. Carefully, I leaned down, and pushed a few stray strands of hair away from his face. Never before, had anything seemed so right, so perfect. I knew for sure at that moment, my true feelings for Duo Maxwell, and I had to tell him.
"Duo, you don't have to feel lost and alone anymore." He looked up at me questionably and I continued. "I don't love Wufei, I never have. The truth is I just wanted to feel love, and didn't know where else to look." He watched my face intently. "Duo, I've always cared about you, and…loved you. From the first moment we met." He seemed astonished and lifted his head from my shoulder.
"Why didn't you ever tell me, Heero?" He questioned me with a slight bit of tension in his voice.
"I didn't know if you would return the feelings. I've felt only loneliness and resentment my whole life; I didn't want to feel rejection. I don't think I would have been able to handle it…" My voice trailed off with the last syllable. At first, I could see a glint of disbelief in his eyes, but it faded and turned to what seemed to be overwhelming joy. He wrapped his arms around my neck and pulled my lips to his. They were so sweet, and at that moment in time, there was no other in the world but the two of us. Nothing else mattered. And that's where it began. We shared our hearts, our souls, our minds, and our bodies. I never touched Wufei again. I suppose I should have told him the minute I saw him again, I don't know why I didn't.
Eventually, I did come out and explain to him that I was in love with Duo and would be forever. And even though I saw my love in bed with Wufei, I still love him. I just don't understand why he did that to me, unless…he doesn't love me. The thought hit me hard. Suddenly, I felt my knees turn weak, and it was hard to stand. I walked into a city park and found a bench. Holding my head, I sank down slowly. My mind was spinning and everything, the dreams I had hoped for Duo and I were lost in a maelstrom of color. God knows I love him, with everything I have, in fact. Why did he do this to me? As the thoughts ran through my head, I felt something rather strange burning my eyes. They filled with liquid, and I realized that liquid was tears. Not caring if the whole world saw, I buried my face in my palms and for the first time in my life, I cried.
~~End of Heero's POV~~
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Wufei threw himself in a leather armchair and laughed happily. Treize watched with great amusement.
"I take it the plan worked." He said with a smirk planted on his lips.
"Ha! It couldn't have worked better!" Wufei was practically bursting with happiness.
"They followed the mission statement?"
Wufei propped his head up with his fist, being supported by his elbow. "Did you have any doubt at all? Heero forgets about everything when there is a mission."
"So, what happened when they returned home?"
"That was the best part. Heero saw me with my arms wrapped around Duo. He wanted to kill me, I know he did. But with his precious Duo there, he wouldn't in fear that he would accidentally hit him instead." The Chinese boy paused for a moment. "Mm, the look on Heero's face was the look that I've desired to see…the pain, God, it was wonderful."
"So what happened after that?" Treize inquired eagerly.
Wufei's eyes lit up with a glint of wickedness. "Heero walked right out the door, he was devastated. Duo was crushed…it was perfect."
"I'm very pleased it worked, Dragon. I love to see you so happy."
He got up and kissed Wufei gently.
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Duo lay alone in the room he shared with Heero, sobbing silently on the bed, with the left side of his face pressed against the pillow. He couldn't figure the whole situation out; what exactly happened the night before? He tried sorting the sequence of events that led up to that morning. First, he remembered Heero, Trowa, and Quatre had to leave for a mission. Next, Wufei offered him some wine, and he accepted. Was that it? Could he have possibly gotten drunk? He did have an excruciating migraine that morning, but he only had two glasses of wine the previous night. He had had more than two before, and hadn't once gotten drunk. What was so different from this time? He couldn't answer the questions, and in his mind, it didn't matter. Heero was gone, and probably would be forever. What really hurt Duo the most was the fact that Heero did not believe he was telling the truth. Heero must not have loved him if he didn't trust him. Didn't love require trust? But now that it had gotten this far, Duo wasn't quite sure he believed himself. He sat up and wiped his tear stained face with the back of his hand. He surveyed the room, deep in thought. But something caught his eye. He got up and walked over to it. It was the gun Heero had thrown across the room in a fit of rage. Duo bent over and picked it up. He checked to see if it was loaded. It was.
'Interesting this gun is here…It's here for a purpose, obviously…' A desolate scheme began to take shape in his mind. 'If Heero doesn't love me, then I don't want to live. He's the only reason I didn't kill myself sooner. I found love with him, but now, he's gone and doesn't even trust me anymore, so what is the point of life?' He treaded back across the room to the bed and sat down. He placed the cold metal against his head, but hesitated.
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"Trowa?" Quatre looked up at his lover sitting next to him."
"Yes, angel?" Trowa replied.
"Are you worried about this thing with Duo and Heero?" He asked with a hint of anxiety peppered in his voice.
Trowa thought for a moment before responding. "No, not really. They'll probably get over it within the next few days and be back together by this time next week."
Quatre calmed a little. "I suppose you're right, but still, I'm worried about Duo. I know he was telling the truth. I honestly don't believe he would be unfaithful to Heero. It must have been something Wufei did."
Trowa shook his head in agreement. "Rather strange Wufei just left like he did. He has to have the answer to this whole mess."
"Hm. I think we can forget getting answers from him anytime soon." Quatre stood up. "I'm going to go check on Duo."
Trowa just nodded and Quatre made his way to the bedroom. When he reached the door, he politely knocked.
"Duo? Can I come in?"
He waited for a reply, but there was only silence. Confused, Quatre pushed the door open slightly and peered in. What he saw caused him to yell in shock.
"Oh my god, Duo, what the hell are you doing?!" He ran over to Duo and snatched the gun away from him.
"No, Quatre, I don't wanna live without Heero! He doesn't love me anymore!" Duo snapped back and tried to grab the gun.
"You are not going to kill yourself. This is ridiculous." Quatre tossed the weapon aside. He sat down next to Duo and wrapped an arm around his shoulders in an attempt to comfort his friend.
"Heero will come around soon, and realize that you were telling the truth."
Duo looked back at him in utter surprise. "Then you believe me?"
Quatre smiled sweetly. "Yes, I know you were telling the truth."
"But then how did I end up in bed with Wufei?" He asked, disgusted.
"I don't know, Duo. But I think we need to find Heero." He pulled Duo up and out of the bedroom to the living room. There, he approached his lover.
"Trowa, can you take Duo to the kitchen and make him a cup of tea or something? I need some time to think…" Trowa nodded, a little perplexed, but mumbled an okay and headed to the kitchen with Duo close behind him. As he passed Quatre, the blond quietly whispered for him to watch Duo closely. Trowa, more confused than ever agreed again and left the room. Quatre sighed and sat down. Where was he going to find Heero before Duo did something drastic? But as this thought crossed his mind, a very disheveled looking Heero walked through the door. His eyes were puffy and red. Quatre looked at him, shocked at first, then with relief.
"Heero, you have no idea what was about to-"
"I don't want to hear it." Heero interrupted. " I don't want to hear it. Duo betrayed me, anything he does, means nothing anymore."
"But Heero," Quatre continued, "he tried to kill himself!"
Heero glared back at him in disbelief. "What? Why?"
"Probably because he was telling you the truth, and was depressed that you didn't believe him. He believes that you don't love you anymore." the blond paused to allow Heero to take the whole thing in. "I suppose that's understandable, seeing the way you stormed out and everything."
Heero remained silent for a moment, then exploded. "What do you mean?!" The Japanese boy began to see the light. Duo must have been telling the truth. He didn't actually betray him as he previously thought. Suddenly he just wanted to embrace Duo, to offer him some solace. "Where is he, Quatre?" Heero asked anxiously.
Quatre grinned and pointed to the kitchen. Heero ran through the door and saw Duo sitting at the table with Trowa, a few tears escaping his eyes. His eyes shot up as he saw Heero running to his side. He stood up and Heero hugged him tightly. After a second, the surprise wore off and he gladly embraced Heero back.
"I know you were telling the truth, Duo." Heero whisper delicately into his lover's ear.
Duo pulled away slightly, and asked, "Why?"
Heero smiled gently, "I should have never doubted you. I believe I know the cause of all this devastation…"
~~End of Chapter Three~~
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