Betrayed by Love and New Beginnings 6

Betrayed by Love and New Beginnings 6/6

By: Hotaru

Warnings: Chock full of yaoi goodness! Uh, 2x3, 1xHS…Relena's a whore…

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

Trowa closed the door of the garage with a defining click. Duo jumped ever so slightly. He was just a touch nervous, being alone with his new found love. "So you still think you can get this thing back to normal?" Trowa asked, leaning against the car with his hip. Duo nodded. "Of course! Anything is possible as long as you try!" he said, grabbing a clean grease-rag and sliding back under the car. "Duo..uh, about last night…I want to apologize…if I said anything wrong." Duo closed his eyes, although Trowa couldn't see him considering he was under a car.

"Trowa…it's fine."

The tall European got on his hands and knees and peeked at Duo. "You don't have to talk about him Duo. I understand. We all have someone we lost at one time or another. Even me." He said. The American turned his head towards Trowa and smiled wistfully. "Iie…some people say it's good to talk…y'know about people who've died. I never really understood why though. I guess it's cause it makes you feel better, knowing that someone understands your pain, and…and…they're just there to make you feel better. I-I'm sorry, I'm babbling.." Duo shook his head and sighed. Trowa walked to the front of the car and pulled Duo out from underneath, straddling the boy with his legs.

"T..rowa??" Duo whispered, almost inaudibly.

"Duo, I'm here. I'll protect you. I'll protect you from the demons that haunt you from the past, I'll protect you from all the evils in this world…Duo—I love you."

If the braided American were standing on a ladder, he would have fallen off and through a window. His breath quickened, making his chest rise and fall quickly. Trowa looked down at Duo, his eyes soft and sparkly. Duo raised his head slowly and looped his arm around Trowa's neck. He looked into the auburn-haired boys eyes, finally seeing the real Trowa—the Trowa he was afraid the be. Their lips met, and for a moment, just_one_moment, nothing else seemed to matter. Not the car, not Hilde, not the girls, not Wufei's pants, nothing.

"Ai…aishiteru…Trowa."

~_~_~_~_~_~_~_~

"Do you think they're together yet?" Quatre asked, staring up at the ceiling. "What does it matter? Why do you have to instigate into their lives?" Wufei asked, sounding kind of pissed. Quatre's head snapped downward. "Ba~aka! Why can't you stop being a jerk for once and have a heart once in awhile dammit?" Wufei raised an eyebrow and almost smirked. The dimples of his face twitched ever so slightly. "Wakatta." Wufei jumped off of the couch, his book falling to the floor and went after Quatre. The blonde Arabian yelped and ran to the stairs. "Heero!! Somebody, help me!! Wufei's gone on a rampage!!" He screamed, half joking, half serious.

"Niwatori!!" [1]

Quatre stuck his tongue out at Wufei and bolted away. Heero looked upward as he heard his name echo throughout the house. "Forget it." Heero grinned and presumed *ahem* his activities with the young German.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

Duo didn't want to let Trowa go, but his neck was starting to hurt. He broke free and his head slammed on the rolling board. "Itai.." Duo mumbled, rubbing the back of his head. "Baka…." Trowa mumbled, resting his nose on Duo's head. The American grinned.

"I know."

~Owari~

Hotaru

[1] 'Niwatori' = chicken