I finally got 5 reviews!!! *dances in lil' circles* I'm so happy! ((^_^)) Anyway… This is Chapter 4… Now, before you read it, I must warn you, there is a slight lime scene. If you'd rather not read it, Chapter 5 does not include it.
Mournful Love – Chapter 4
Heero lay wide-awake in bed listening intently to what was going on downstairs. He could vaguely hear Duo's slurred mumbles about that night's events.
"Y'know, Relena was hangin' all over Heero all night t'night." That was Duo's voice.
"She always does," Another voice…. Wufei's.
"Don' drink t'much, you'll get drunk," Duo mumbled. There was no reply for a while, Heero was beginning to think they had both passed out when he heard Duo again. "Wafer…? Wha' was 'at for?" Confused, Heero got out of bed and crept quietly down the stairs concealing himself in the shadows. Finally, they came into view. Duo was laying on the couch, his fingers touching his barely parted lips. Wufei was standing over him.
"I dunno," he said faking a slur.
"Oh," was all Duo could say before he kissed him again.
Clenching his fists, Heero fought the urge to pull Wufei off Duo and beat him. …but Duo wasn't fighting back. Why wasn't he fighting back? Was he too drunk to notice what was actually happening. …or maybe he just didn't care.
Finally Wufei brought his head back up. Duo stared up dazed, looking almost like a deer in the headlights. For a second Heero thought he would move away from Wufei. Instead, he just lay there, not struggling, as Wufei kissed him again. He could tell Wufei wasn't drunk, but obviously Duo couldn't. No, Wufei knew exactly what he was doing. Anger mixed with pure jealousy filled Heero. But wasn't this what he had wanted? He'd planned on leaving Duo, hadn't he? Hadn't that been why he put up with Relena?
Giving up his internal struggle, Heero sunk back into the shadows so he couldn't see his lover and the Chinese boy anymore. He slowly made his way back upstairs and into his bed. He laid awake for nearly an hour until finally someone came up stairs. He heard the door open, could see the light through his closed eyelids. The door closed again, and Duo stumbled to Heero's bed. Not bothering with his clothes, the braided boys laid down and buried his head against Heero's chest.
After Duo's breathing had steadied, Heero put an arm around him. Only then did he finally let himself fall asleep.
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"Duo! Breakfast's ready!" Quatre called up the stairs. This was the third time he had yelled up to Duo, and still there was no reply. Everyone else had eaten, and Duo's food was getting cold.
"Is he alright?" Trowa asked looking at Heero.
"Hn, he was drunk last night, he'll get up eventually," was all Heero said.
"Drunk? Does he do that a lot? That's not good for him," Relena said sweetly. Wufei rolled his eyes.
"He only does it when he's depressed," he said. All eyes turned to him. Quatre nodded in agreement, while Heero glared.
"He'll get over it," Trowa said softly trying to ease the tension. He wasn't sure what was going on, but the air had been thick all morning and it wasn't just because Relena was spouting her love to Heero.
"Get over what?" Came a groggy voice from the stairs.
"Duo, you're up! Your breakfast's on the table," Quatre said cheerfully. Duo suddenly ran for the table. In minutes all eleven pancakes were down and he was finishing his milk. Quatre smiled a little; at least the situation hadn't affected his appetite. Today should be a good day for all of them. Relena was going shopping, so Duo shouldn't be too bothered by her. Trowa and he were going out, or so Trowa said, and Wufei usually spent the day in his room.
"So, Quatty, where're you and Tro going today?" Duo asked.
"You'll have to ask Trowa," he said smiling, "He won't tell me." Leaning down, Trowa whispered something in Duo's ear. Grinning, Duo stood.
"Good idea, Tro," he said. "Have fun Quatty." Quatre couldn't help but smile.
From the other side of the room Wufei watched, thinking about last night's happenings. It had been going fine. Duo hadn't struggled or fought back at all, he was pretty much just sitting there as Wufei did what he wanted…
Wufei slid his own shirt off. Everyone was asleep by now. He glanced at the clock. 1:32 am. Looking back down at Duo he smiled and pulled the boy into a sitting position. Carefully, he pulled his shirt off and flung it next to the couch. Duo sat there, watching. Wufei couldn't help but wonder what the other boy was thinking. Was he too drunk to realize he was being taken advantage of?
Wufei kissed Duo again. His arms sliding around the other boy, his fingers making their way to the base of his neck, tangling in his hair. Pulling away, he brought Duo's braid over his shoulder and pulled off the hair tie. Slowly he unraveled the braid letting the long chestnut hair fall around them. He loved seeing Duo's hair like this. He gently laid him back down. He flicked the light off and, positioning himself above Duo brought their lips together again. He barely felt it at first, but as the kissed deepened he could feel Duo kissing back. Breaking the kiss, he moved his head to Duo's neck. He caressed his neck softly with his lips.
"Heero," Duo sighed anxiously. Wufei froze. He couldn't help it. Everything up until now suddenly meant nothing to him. Duo didn't want him, even drunk. Even now all he could think of was Heero. Sighing Wufei got up and pulled his shirt on. He walked to his room, silently cursing Heero.
Sighing, Wufei stood. He had blown it. Thankfully, Duo remembered none of it, or at least wasn't going to mention it. He trudged to his room, ready to spend another day alone.