Betrayed by Love and New Beginnings 3/6
By: Hotaru
Warnings: Relena's a whore, yadda yadda, yaoi later on….
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The next morning, tensions were brewing over the breakfast table. Hilde, Relena, Cathy and Dorothy were glaring daggers at Duo. Trowa was looking sympathetic, and everyone else was totally clueless as to what happened. "Uh…so…how's every one doing this morning?" Quatre asked. Heero grunted, Wufei stabbed at his eggs, and Hilde sighed heavily. "Well…I learned one thing last night—that Duo Maxwell is a complete jerk." She sneered. Duo banged his fists on the table.
"Goddammit Hilde!"
"Grr..Cut it out!"
Heero grabbed Duo and Hilde's hands and held them tightly. "Both of you are acting like babies. Take your damn personal troubles else where, got it?" he ordered. Duo dropped his fork and stalked away, while Hilde stayed in her seat. "What was that all about?" Quatre asked himself. Trowa stood up from the table a second later and went after Duo. "Bitch…bitch…bitch…" He was throwing a basketball in the alley near their house. The basket didn't even have a net.
"Duo…" Trowa called. Duo continued to throw the ball, catch it and throw it again. "Duo, watch out!" Trowa called, but it was too late. Duo had already stepped on a glass bottle and fallen backwards. Trowa smiled slightly to himself. He walked over and tried to help Duo up, but he remained on the floor. "What can I do to make it up to her?" Duo moaned, pulling a shard of glass from his hand. Trowa winced as blood spilled from the wound.
"Maybe if you found her someone else…she'd be too distracted and eventually forgive you." Trowa mused. Duo sighed. "I guess that's a good plan….Trowa?….will you help me?" he asked. A smile appeared on Trowa's face. "Sure. I hate to see you so down in the dumps like this." He said, helping Duo up. Trowa peered down at Duo's hand, which hung limply at his side. "You really should clean that out." He suggested. Duo blinked and looked down at his hand. "Oh yeah…I forgot about that." He said softly.
They walked inside to the bathroom. Duo sat on the sink while Trowa turned on the water and put Duo's injured hand underneath. "Do any of the guys like her?" Duo asked, wincing slightly as Trowa poured some peroxide onto his cut. "I don't know…we can ask.." Trowa replied. He finished wrapping up Duo's hand and smiled slightly. "Thanks Trowa, you're the best. Now, let's find the guys!" Duo pulled a reluctant Trowa to every room in the house.
Wufei was grumbling to himself in the laundry room. "Hey Wu! Can we ask you a question?" Duo asked. Wufei looked from Duo, who was latched to Trowa's arm. "No, I will not be in a three some with you." Wufei replied stiotically. Duo turned as red as a tomato. He quickly released Trowa's arm and ducked his head. "Actually Wufei…we wanted to know if you were interested in Hilde." Trowa said, still slightly phased.
Sighing in relief, Wufei crossed his arms. "No…that woman annoys me. Her perfume is too strong." He said. Duo nearly kicked Wufei in the pants. "That's no reason not to like her!" he exclaimed. Wufei raised an eyebrow. "It isn't my fault that you tore her heart into little pieces Maxwell. Go find someone else so distract her from hating you." Duo scowled as Wufei stalked away. "Well that was…unexpected." Trowa said half to himself, half to Duo.
"Well…lets find the others!" Duo said, still red from the embarassment he and Trowa had just suffered. They found Quatre laying on his bed on the verge of falling asleep. "Hey Q-man! What's up?" Duo asked, flopping onto the bed and making Quatre's light body fly upwards. "Duo…I was asleep.." he murmured. "Okay, we just had to ask you something. What do you think about Hilde?" Duo asked. Trowa stiffled a laugh. Duo was so frank.
Quatre's aqua eyes widened slightly. "Hilde? I thought she liked you…oh yeah. I had forgotten about breakfast. I'm sorry Duo..but I'm not really interested. Maybe Heero?" Duo sighed and he and Trowa let Quatre nap. "Man this sucks! Heero doesn't like anybody…not even me and I'm the most likeable person out there!" Duo moaned. Trowa smiled and nodded. "That's very true Duo. Although I think Heero has a whole lot more emotion than he shows." He said knowingly.
Duo nodded. "Shh…oh my God! Look!" The two stood behind a wall and peeked into the kitchen, where Heero and Hilde were talking. "This is great! We don't even have to set them up.." Duo whispered. Heero looked up. He had such great ears. Duo swirled around and shoved Trowa inside a closet, following suit. "Shh…." He whispered. Trowa blushed at how close they were. Closets weren't very big after all. /Please Heero…go away…you can cut the sexual tension in here with a frelling knife!/ Duo thought, wishing he hadn't worn such loose pants that day.
"I think that was the front door…maybe thet went somewhere." Trowa said finally. Duo, desperate to escape the small confides of the closet nodded and creeped out. "Yeah…they're heading to Heero's car…that's a good sign!" he said, peeking from behind the curtains. /Phew…good thing he didn't notice./ Trowa stretched his arms and headed into the kitchen. "Well…now that that's settled I have nothing else to do." He said, pulling open the refrigerator. Duo grinned. /Now's my chance to get him to hang out with me!/
"Well you know…I have some work to do on that old car…care to help out?" he asked, suave as ever. Trowa, after gulping down half the carton of orange juice nodded. "Sure. I have nothing else to do." He said. Duo smiled slightly. "You said that already." /Uh oh…I know where this is going…there's an awkward silence…then I try to kiss him, he backs away, and my heart is torn to piec—
Trowa snapped his fingers in front of Duo's face. "Are you there?" he asked with a slight grin. "Yeah…let's go!" Duo shook his head free of all yaoi thoughts and went out to the garage. "Well let's see now..." Duo rolled under the car and pulled a flash light from his jumpsuit. "You should get a suit on too Trowa. I wouldn't want your casual tee shirt and sweatpants to get all greasy.." he said. /Darn…I like how he looks in that too. :pout: He better not change it!/ "Right." Trowa replied.
"There's some extras in that locker over there. Help yourself." Duo said, checking over everything one last time. A chuckle escaped Trowa's lips as he said, "Do they all read 'Duo'?" The braided American rolled out from under the car and nodded. "Of course! No one else works in here with me—I might as well have my own name on my own suits." /Aw shit…I'm babbing…topic…something…bumper! We can put the bumper on!!/ Duo sighed deeply, attempting to calm down. He nodded towards the bumper he had purchased earlier.
"I have to put that on next. Then the tires." Duo said, heading over to the bumper. Trowa nodded. Together they lugged the bumper back over to the car and slid under neath on the rolley-carts. "Now…this is gonna be a bit odd…how about you get out and hold the bumper while I secure it and everything?" Duo asked. Trowa nodded and wheeled himself out from under the car. He then grabbed the bumper, his backside facing Duo. /That's just great…I got a clear view of his derrierè..Just focus Duo!/ "That's good. Hold it right there." He said.
Somehow, they managed to secure the bumper without it crushing Duo's face. They headed into the kitchen for some water a short while later. "Thanks a lot Tro-man. I gotta tell ya, it's a helluva lot easier with you in there. If it were just me, I woulda cracked my nose at least three times getting that bumper on." Duo said, leaning against the refrigerator. "Really? I'm glad to help. But how do you plan on paying back that shop owner?" Trowa asked, grabbing a bottle of water.
Duo sighed. "I gotta sell her." He said sadly. Trowa frowned. "Sell her? But why?" he asked. Duo stared down at the tile floor and sighed again. "I dunno man…the debts keep piling up and I can't just ask Quatre to pay them off again. He's paid for everything…Gods I can't keep depending on him to help me!" Duo ruffled his hair in aggrivation. "So selling the car is the only option? Why don't you get a job?" Trowa asked. "You don't understand man…this is my job! I'm a junk dealer…make things outta junk but it's just not paying enough." /Great Duo…here comes the sympathy factor./
"So you plan on fixing cars and selling them for the rest of your life?" Trowa asked, slightly amused. Duo snorted. "I don't know. Maybe if I fix this one up real nice, the buyer'll give me a little extra and I can save up some money and eventually keep a car for myself." He replied. Trowa shrugged. "I hope it all works out Duo. Can we get those tires on before dinner?" he asked. Duo grinned and nodded.
TBC
Hotaru
