Title: If He Only Knew
Author: Rinoa Maxwell
Part: 3/?
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Romance/Drama, a trace of humor
Pairings: 1x2, 3x4
Archive: Fanfiction.net, DHML (I think...), anyone else who asks ^^
Warnings: shounen-ai, slight yaoi, relena-bashing, some OOC'ness
Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing, although if I did I'd be one very happy girl. But the idea for the fic is all mine, ya hear!?
Note: I felt soo bad about taking forever to get part 2 out that I immediately set to working on the plot of part 3 last night, and I finished it, so it shouldn't take too long to finish this chapter. Hopefully, this part is a lot better than part 2, but that's for you to decide, ne? Oh yeah, and I'm warning you, this chapter is SHORT. I mean, you all know I have writer's block, sooo...don't be mad. But I hope it's good enough, to make up for its short-ness. Whatever. Please tell me what you think!!! I want feedback!! I crave it, I need it, I demand it!! ::cough:: On nwith the fic....
***
"Well that's perfect then," QUatre smiled excitedly at the news Wufei was giving him.
Rubbing his chin, Trowa asked, "Are you positive that he said that? Are you positive that Heero likes Duo?"
"Of course," Wufei confirmed.
"This is going to be soo fun," Quatre mumbled to himself, grinning uncontrollably. He and Trowa were practically glued at the hip, and they walked over to the coffee filter, pouring themselves each a cup of black coffee. They returned to the dining room and sat across from Wufei, and were about to continue on with their conversation when they heard Duo padding down the steps.
"Good morning, Duo, care for some coffee?" Trowa had already begun to stand up before Duo let out a faint nod, slumping down to the dining room and sitting next to Wufei.
"Now, what is this I heard about you thinking Heero doesn't like you?" Wufei finally asked, taking a sip of his coffee.
"I suppose you oppose to my opinion as well?" Duo grunted, watching as Trowa returned with his coffee.
"In fact, I do."
"You have no evidence," Duo sipped at his coffee and drank through half of it, the warm liquid soothing his throat and awakening his senses.
"But it's so obvious," Quatre cut in, "Have you noticed the way he's been acting towards you lately!?"
"Of course. He's been avoiding me."
"He has not been avoiding you," Trowa chimed in, "At least, he's obviously trying not to. You told us what he said about Relena - 'He'd rather hurt Relena than you.' Don't you think that means something??"
Suddenly, unexpectedly and without warning, Heero barged in through the glass doors, a brown leather jacket wrapped tightly around him, and in his hands was a velvet box. Taking a deep breath, he slowly walked over to Duo. Whereas Duo's stomach was doing flip-flops.
"Duo...." Heero said calmly as he opened the velvet box slowly.
"Hee-kun..." Duo breathed, not believing his eyes. He then supposed that maybe the others WERE right.
"Um...I need to know..what do you think of this...?" ONce the box was opened fully, a silver ring with a dragon carved into it was revealed.
"It's lovely....I...I love it...." Duo stuttered, still not believing what was happening.
The romantic, sweet atmosphere instantly changed when Heero closed the box and said, "Good. I just wanted to make sure that it looked okay on me." And with that he walked to his room, feeling more like anything than killing himself.
Those words crushed Duo's heart, and disappointed the others. Wufei, particularly pissed-off, ran after Heero, following him into his room and slamming the door behind him.
"WHat the hell was that!?" He demanded, stomping his foot. "You crushed his heart, Heero!!"
"You honestly think I wanted to!?" Heero roared back, sitting back at his bed. "I was planning on giving it to him...but....I couldn't. I just couldn't do it. I can't accept rejection, alright Wufei!?"
"But you won't be rejected!!! And Heero, you have to take chances in life to get what you want!!"
"Man, Wufei, why do you care so much anyway!?"
"Because I care about my friends, that's why!!" And with that Wufei stormed back to the dining room, sipping endlessly at his coffee.
"What did I tell ya..." Duo sighed, merely staring at his coffee. He seemed so empty...so lifeless...
"No, Duo....don't say that. That's not true. What you're thinking is not true," Quatre assured.
"How would you know?"
***
After Quatre's naturally-best dinner, Heero ran up to his room to slip the ring on. It was beautiful. He'd love it....Duo would love this. Why did I back out? Maybe Wufei's right...
However, his thoughts were interrupted when he heard two things: A gunshot, and a few seconds afterwards, a roar from Quatre.
"Trowa!!!" he sobbed as Heero rushed down the stairs, amazed at the sight before him. Trowa was lying on the floor, his chest bleeding rapidly...Quatre was sobbing into him...Duo was also slightly cring, holding Quatre and trying to comfort him...Wufei merely stood and stared in shock.
"What just happened!?" Heero demanded, running over to Trowa and trying to shake him awake. Not a very effective way to wake him up.
"I don't know," Quatre cried, "One moment he was sitting up and the next he was on the floor!! Somebody shot him!! We need to take him to the hospital!!!"
The others agreed silenly and borrowed Owazi's car, Heero in the driver's seat, and they rushed to the hospital as fast as they could, breaking speed limits but dodging tickets.
When they got to the hospital, they immediately carried Trowa to the ER, finding the closest nurse they could and yelling at her to take care of him.
"I'm sorry, but I'm busy right now..." The nurse began, until she received the death-glare from Heero.
"If this man dies, it will be your fault, and I will avenge him." Heero sneered, scaring the poor nurse. She simply nodded shakily, ordering a few other nurses, and soon Trowa was being carried to a room, while the others sat in the waiting room.
"Why him...why him!?" Quatre wailed, burying his face in Duo's chest, sobbing and shaking uncontrollably.
"Shh...don't worry, Quatre...he'll be better soon...don't you fret." Duo comforted, rubbing Quatre's back, hugging Quatre close to him, in an effort to make him feel better.
"It should've been me..." Then, Quatre set to wrapping his arms around Duo's neck tightly and weeping silently into his shoulder. Wufei looked sympathetically at him while Heero brought a blanket to him. Quatre was hit hard by this, and though it was a little gunshot, that gunshot meant everything. Trowa had been bleeding terribly - it was possible that he was ALREADY dead, seeing as he lost all that blood. The boys didn't want to think about that, especially Quatre, but they knew that they had to face reality.
A few minutes later, Quatre had fallen asleep, and Duo gently unpried himself from Quatre's arms and lay quatre across two seats, letting him sleep. Really, asleep, Quatre looked like an angel, a worriless angel. Trowa was a lucky man.
Duo turned to Heero, both of their eyes wet from crying, but not quite bloodshot. A single tear trickled down Duo's cheek. "What if Trowa gets worse....? What if he doesn't get better...? What'll we do.....?" he breathed, more tears flowing down his bare cheeks. A sigh escaping him, Heero walked to Duo and wrapped his arms around Duo's waist, Duo returning the hug by wrapping his arms around Heero's neck.
"Don't talk like that, Duo," Heero whispered into his love's ear, taking in his scent and squeezing him tightly, "Trowa's going to be alright..."
And Duo hoped so.
The lovers stood there, embracing eachother all night, trying to pretend that they were simply mourning for Trowa. Sure, they were, but Heero now realized how much Duo meant to him, and he didn't want to let Duo go. He was afraid of losing Duo as Quatre had lost Trowa, he knew how much it would hurt, and he wanted to spend as much time with Duo as possible. Duo felt the exact same way.
It's a shame they don't know that they're really in love, Wufei thought, leaning back against his chair as he watched the two peacefully. All it takes for their love to blossom is a confession. If I could, I'd storm right there and tell Duo that Heero loves him. But it would be wrong of me to ruin the course of nature. This is something they need to settle for themselves.
Oh, Dear Hee-kun, Duo thought, the tears streaming down his face as he hugged Heero tightly, never wanting to let go, can we just stay like this forever?? I love you so much, and it's nice to pretend that you feel the same way about me...Sometimes, I wish I could just tell you how I feel and let it all out. Then I can finally find out if you feel the same way. If you don't, I'll live with it...and if you do, it'll be like living all over again. I'm afraid that I might be missing out on something, Hee-kun, but I can't do this right now. Just stay like this with me for now, please. Never let go. Please.
My little DUo-chan, Heero smiled to himself, pulling Duo against him, My little angel, I'm sorry about what happened earlier. I'll never make a mistake like that again. I'll confess everything to you, my love, everything. Then I'll see whether or not I'm missing out. I love you, Duo. I wish I could say that right now. But now is not the time. No, definitely not now. Maybe when we get home. Maybe when Trowa gets better. But not now. As for now, I'm not planning on letting you go anytime soon.
If only they knew what the other was thinking.
Author: Rinoa Maxwell
Part: 3/?
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Romance/Drama, a trace of humor
Pairings: 1x2, 3x4
Archive: Fanfiction.net, DHML (I think...), anyone else who asks ^^
Warnings: shounen-ai, slight yaoi, relena-bashing, some OOC'ness
Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing, although if I did I'd be one very happy girl. But the idea for the fic is all mine, ya hear!?
Note: I felt soo bad about taking forever to get part 2 out that I immediately set to working on the plot of part 3 last night, and I finished it, so it shouldn't take too long to finish this chapter. Hopefully, this part is a lot better than part 2, but that's for you to decide, ne? Oh yeah, and I'm warning you, this chapter is SHORT. I mean, you all know I have writer's block, sooo...don't be mad. But I hope it's good enough, to make up for its short-ness. Whatever. Please tell me what you think!!! I want feedback!! I crave it, I need it, I demand it!! ::cough:: On nwith the fic....
***
"Well that's perfect then," QUatre smiled excitedly at the news Wufei was giving him.
Rubbing his chin, Trowa asked, "Are you positive that he said that? Are you positive that Heero likes Duo?"
"Of course," Wufei confirmed.
"This is going to be soo fun," Quatre mumbled to himself, grinning uncontrollably. He and Trowa were practically glued at the hip, and they walked over to the coffee filter, pouring themselves each a cup of black coffee. They returned to the dining room and sat across from Wufei, and were about to continue on with their conversation when they heard Duo padding down the steps.
"Good morning, Duo, care for some coffee?" Trowa had already begun to stand up before Duo let out a faint nod, slumping down to the dining room and sitting next to Wufei.
"Now, what is this I heard about you thinking Heero doesn't like you?" Wufei finally asked, taking a sip of his coffee.
"I suppose you oppose to my opinion as well?" Duo grunted, watching as Trowa returned with his coffee.
"In fact, I do."
"You have no evidence," Duo sipped at his coffee and drank through half of it, the warm liquid soothing his throat and awakening his senses.
"But it's so obvious," Quatre cut in, "Have you noticed the way he's been acting towards you lately!?"
"Of course. He's been avoiding me."
"He has not been avoiding you," Trowa chimed in, "At least, he's obviously trying not to. You told us what he said about Relena - 'He'd rather hurt Relena than you.' Don't you think that means something??"
Suddenly, unexpectedly and without warning, Heero barged in through the glass doors, a brown leather jacket wrapped tightly around him, and in his hands was a velvet box. Taking a deep breath, he slowly walked over to Duo. Whereas Duo's stomach was doing flip-flops.
"Duo...." Heero said calmly as he opened the velvet box slowly.
"Hee-kun..." Duo breathed, not believing his eyes. He then supposed that maybe the others WERE right.
"Um...I need to know..what do you think of this...?" ONce the box was opened fully, a silver ring with a dragon carved into it was revealed.
"It's lovely....I...I love it...." Duo stuttered, still not believing what was happening.
The romantic, sweet atmosphere instantly changed when Heero closed the box and said, "Good. I just wanted to make sure that it looked okay on me." And with that he walked to his room, feeling more like anything than killing himself.
Those words crushed Duo's heart, and disappointed the others. Wufei, particularly pissed-off, ran after Heero, following him into his room and slamming the door behind him.
"WHat the hell was that!?" He demanded, stomping his foot. "You crushed his heart, Heero!!"
"You honestly think I wanted to!?" Heero roared back, sitting back at his bed. "I was planning on giving it to him...but....I couldn't. I just couldn't do it. I can't accept rejection, alright Wufei!?"
"But you won't be rejected!!! And Heero, you have to take chances in life to get what you want!!"
"Man, Wufei, why do you care so much anyway!?"
"Because I care about my friends, that's why!!" And with that Wufei stormed back to the dining room, sipping endlessly at his coffee.
"What did I tell ya..." Duo sighed, merely staring at his coffee. He seemed so empty...so lifeless...
"No, Duo....don't say that. That's not true. What you're thinking is not true," Quatre assured.
"How would you know?"
***
After Quatre's naturally-best dinner, Heero ran up to his room to slip the ring on. It was beautiful. He'd love it....Duo would love this. Why did I back out? Maybe Wufei's right...
However, his thoughts were interrupted when he heard two things: A gunshot, and a few seconds afterwards, a roar from Quatre.
"Trowa!!!" he sobbed as Heero rushed down the stairs, amazed at the sight before him. Trowa was lying on the floor, his chest bleeding rapidly...Quatre was sobbing into him...Duo was also slightly cring, holding Quatre and trying to comfort him...Wufei merely stood and stared in shock.
"What just happened!?" Heero demanded, running over to Trowa and trying to shake him awake. Not a very effective way to wake him up.
"I don't know," Quatre cried, "One moment he was sitting up and the next he was on the floor!! Somebody shot him!! We need to take him to the hospital!!!"
The others agreed silenly and borrowed Owazi's car, Heero in the driver's seat, and they rushed to the hospital as fast as they could, breaking speed limits but dodging tickets.
When they got to the hospital, they immediately carried Trowa to the ER, finding the closest nurse they could and yelling at her to take care of him.
"I'm sorry, but I'm busy right now..." The nurse began, until she received the death-glare from Heero.
"If this man dies, it will be your fault, and I will avenge him." Heero sneered, scaring the poor nurse. She simply nodded shakily, ordering a few other nurses, and soon Trowa was being carried to a room, while the others sat in the waiting room.
"Why him...why him!?" Quatre wailed, burying his face in Duo's chest, sobbing and shaking uncontrollably.
"Shh...don't worry, Quatre...he'll be better soon...don't you fret." Duo comforted, rubbing Quatre's back, hugging Quatre close to him, in an effort to make him feel better.
"It should've been me..." Then, Quatre set to wrapping his arms around Duo's neck tightly and weeping silently into his shoulder. Wufei looked sympathetically at him while Heero brought a blanket to him. Quatre was hit hard by this, and though it was a little gunshot, that gunshot meant everything. Trowa had been bleeding terribly - it was possible that he was ALREADY dead, seeing as he lost all that blood. The boys didn't want to think about that, especially Quatre, but they knew that they had to face reality.
A few minutes later, Quatre had fallen asleep, and Duo gently unpried himself from Quatre's arms and lay quatre across two seats, letting him sleep. Really, asleep, Quatre looked like an angel, a worriless angel. Trowa was a lucky man.
Duo turned to Heero, both of their eyes wet from crying, but not quite bloodshot. A single tear trickled down Duo's cheek. "What if Trowa gets worse....? What if he doesn't get better...? What'll we do.....?" he breathed, more tears flowing down his bare cheeks. A sigh escaping him, Heero walked to Duo and wrapped his arms around Duo's waist, Duo returning the hug by wrapping his arms around Heero's neck.
"Don't talk like that, Duo," Heero whispered into his love's ear, taking in his scent and squeezing him tightly, "Trowa's going to be alright..."
And Duo hoped so.
The lovers stood there, embracing eachother all night, trying to pretend that they were simply mourning for Trowa. Sure, they were, but Heero now realized how much Duo meant to him, and he didn't want to let Duo go. He was afraid of losing Duo as Quatre had lost Trowa, he knew how much it would hurt, and he wanted to spend as much time with Duo as possible. Duo felt the exact same way.
It's a shame they don't know that they're really in love, Wufei thought, leaning back against his chair as he watched the two peacefully. All it takes for their love to blossom is a confession. If I could, I'd storm right there and tell Duo that Heero loves him. But it would be wrong of me to ruin the course of nature. This is something they need to settle for themselves.
Oh, Dear Hee-kun, Duo thought, the tears streaming down his face as he hugged Heero tightly, never wanting to let go, can we just stay like this forever?? I love you so much, and it's nice to pretend that you feel the same way about me...Sometimes, I wish I could just tell you how I feel and let it all out. Then I can finally find out if you feel the same way. If you don't, I'll live with it...and if you do, it'll be like living all over again. I'm afraid that I might be missing out on something, Hee-kun, but I can't do this right now. Just stay like this with me for now, please. Never let go. Please.
My little DUo-chan, Heero smiled to himself, pulling Duo against him, My little angel, I'm sorry about what happened earlier. I'll never make a mistake like that again. I'll confess everything to you, my love, everything. Then I'll see whether or not I'm missing out. I love you, Duo. I wish I could say that right now. But now is not the time. No, definitely not now. Maybe when we get home. Maybe when Trowa gets better. But not now. As for now, I'm not planning on letting you go anytime soon.
If only they knew what the other was thinking.