Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing or it's Characters… but it seems my power and influence as a fanfic author has forced Cartoon Network UK to but Gundam Wing back on at 5:30!
Warnings: Angst, Gore, Yaoi
Notes: A big Thank you to Aciel Skadi and Slate for giving me this idea to use. Also another thank you to Aciel for beta reading some parts I was having problems with.
Who Cries for Wufei?
Epilogue
Heero sat in his living room, typing at his laptop. It had been months since Duo had visited him on that night, and they'd…
The programme Heero was using crashed, again; and he slapped the LCD screen down hard. The screen had been the only source of light in the room and Heero was plunged into darkness.
After drumming his fingers on the dark grey plastic, the Japanese man cautiously lifted the screen up. He gave a small sigh of relief that the screen had not cracked.
However now he stared at the screen, trying to drudge what he was supposed to be working on out of his memories. He just didn't care.
Heero had found himself repeatedly distracted from his work, since the whole incident with Wufei. But without his work, what else was there?
Everything had worked out fine for Wufei; he'd been cleared of all the murders after the body of Meiran was slapped down on police slab--something about forensic evidence. The details had become hazy to Heero; he'd always become lost in thought when watching the news.
It looked like life had gone back to normal for Wufei and Duo, and that's what Heero decided should happen with himself.
Normal life for Heero was his work, but it didn't seem fill the hole he felt inside himself any longer.
The dark haired man closed his eyes. He'd tasted the sweet flesh of forbidden fruit, and the juice that had been dripped slowly onto his lips afterwards.
Work was no longer good enough.
His blue eyes flicked open when there was a knock at his apartment door. Frowning he lifted the warm machine onto the low table, and reached for his ever ready handgun.
Old habits die hard.
Soon he was behind the front door, unlocking the many bolts and locks. Gripping the cold handle he twisted and pulled.
Peering outside, there was no one there. Looking up and down the empty corridor, he narrowed his eyes and slammed the door shut.
Kids again, they always thought it fun to pull pranks on the recluse. The weird man that stayed indoors all day and only ever came out to do his meagre grocery shopping.
The last lock had been set and Heero went to return to the room that housed his laptop and other computer equipment.
However, when he got to the doorway his breath caught in his throat.
Basking in the blue glow of the laptop screen was Wufei and Duo.
They both lay sprawled on the sofa where Heero had been sitting just minuets earlier. They lay in each other arms, kissing passionately, and their hands writhing up each other's shirts, caressing the soft skin underneath. [1]
The lovers seemed oblivious to Heero's presence, as he continued to stare. The Japanese man could feel his cheeks flush, and started to feel like a voyeur.
But, this was his apartment.
Clambering along the wall, Heero finally found the light switch and flicked it on.
The room was filled with the bright household light, and the two on the sofa stopped their activities.
They looked up to where Heero stood, and Wufei let a smirk show on his wet lips.
Heero finally managed to find his voice, "What the hell do you think your doing?"
This time Duo gave a sly grin, and turned back to give a lustrous kiss to Wufei. Their tongues played briefly, before they parted again, saliva being pulled with them.
Wufei lounged back to the other end of the sofa, eyeing Duo, but letting his dark eyes flick up to Heero occasionally.
Duo sat up pushing any threads of chestnut hair that had escaped his braid out of his way.
He laid his violet eyes on Heero, and opened his mouth to begin, "We've been thinking, and talking; and we've decided something."
Heero glared from under his dark hair, but Duo held his hand up and continued "We want you to join us."
The Japanese man frowned, "Join you?"
Mischief glinted across Duo's violet eyes, "Yes, for some games and--" But Heero angrily cut him off.
"Games?! Am I just a play thing for you, to use whenever you please?"
Duo looked sad and thoughtful for a moment, before he stood up. He wore faded blue jeans and a black shirt, open to low on his chest.
The American moved closer to Heero and softly said, "No, of course not. That was a bad choice of words."
Heero ran his fingers through his unruly hair. They should not be here--this was not fair!
Duo frowned slightly, sensing the conflict in the person before him. He sultrily advanced towards his target.
A confused glare was forced from Heero, and he backed away. But Duo ignored it, and hastily reached out. He gently held Heero's shoulders, and pulled him close. Muscular arms circled the Japanese man's neck, hindering any escape.
Leaning close, their lips brushed as Duo spoke in a low and husky tone, "Be with us Heero, be our equal."
Any distance between them was closed, and the American gently ran his tongue over Heero's lips, begging entrance.
Heero's eyes opened in shock. He could barely control his breathing, as he tried to fend off the sensations he'd dreamed about for so long.
His will was strong as he savagely beat away the emotions. It was almost enough to push Duo away when…Heero felt another pair of arms come around his waist.
The hacker hadn't noticed Wufei leave the couch, and stalk behind him. There was no chance of escape now.
Warm breath made the skin on Heero's neck tingle. Wufei's lips were at his ear, and he whispered, "We want you, let us make you happy too."
Any will Heero had left melted at those words. Giving in he closed his eyes and parted his lips.
Duo greedily captured those soft lips, and explored the warm, moist mouth.
Wufei started to gently kiss and nuzzle Heero's neck, gently caressing his chest under the loose tank top.
Heero succumbed to the warmth surrounding him, allowing himself to fade into the bliss.
They were complete.
End
Author's Notes:
[1] Just how did they get there?? O_O Eh, they're Gundam Pilots! Mind you…a pleasant surprise for Heero.
I try and write sap, and angst gets in there somehow!
Well this is it, the story's finished…I'm free to revise for my exams! (oh wait…that's not a good thing…)
Thank you to those that have read this story throughout, and for the encouragement you've given me. You all deserve it after putting up with my sadistic cliff-hangers ^-^
I hope the story was worth it in the end, and you enjoyed the ride!
Oh and review!
