Maybe one of the saddest chapters yet, I'm afraid. Duo gets his little heart broken… I tried to make the end of the chapter a little happier by adding a little 3x4 moment. Sorry guys, but I have to add a lil' mush. ^.~
Dedications: Dar, you asked when I'd get it done, and I'm trying Sis. AnimeCat, I hope you finish that story soon.
Disclaimers: It is not my fault the spell checker wants to change AnimeCat to anemic, it truly isn't.
I do not own Gundam Wing, if I did… you would kill me to steal copyrights.
Mournful Love – Chapter 5
Quatre sighed. Duo was in his room, where he'd spent the last couple of days. Heero was with Relena in the Sanq Kingdom. They'd been fighting all the previous week. He'd thought for sure that Duo would be the one to walk out first, but after a particularly rough fight…
"Where are you going?" Duo asked when Heero picked up his coat and walked to the door.
"Relena said her door would always be open… I don't really feel like standing here and listening to you complain about me. If you don't like something, get away from it." With that he had walked out.
Sighing again, Quatre decided to go back upstairs and try to talk to Duo again.
Throwing stuff in a suitcase caused almost enough noise to block out a knock on the door… almost. "Come in!" Duo yelled exasperated.
"Duo, I…" Quatre started. "What are you doing?"
"Heero will be back tomorrow, and I have a flight out of here scheduled for then too. I can't take it anymore, Quatre. He… he's been really cruel lately, and I can't take anymore of it. I…" He looked away. It seemed hard to say anything, and his throat was so tight it ached.
"Where are you going?"
"Back to L2, I guess. Maybe I'll look Hilde up when I get there." He shrugged. "I don't really know."
"Do you have money to take?"
"I have enough… and I can get a job when I get there."
Quatre nodded. "Breakfast is ready, if you're hungry. You can finish packing later."
"Thanks, Quatty." He looked out the window. Quatre decided to excuse himself.
The next day, Heero came back, and Duo left. Neither said a word to each other. Everything seemed to be fine then, until that night.
"Heero, why don't you just tell Duo?" Trowa said casually.
"Hn?" He was annoyed already.
"You should tell him that it's not that you don't care, but that you don't want him to get hurt."
Heero sighed. "He'll try to tell me I won't hurt him. Just let me handle it, Trowa."
"You are hurting him, or can't you tell?"
"Trowa," he said through his teeth, "Let me handle it. He'll get over it."
"What if he doesn't?"
"He will!" Heero half yelled. He'd had his own thoughts about that to contend with, he didn't need Trowa's as well. So, less loudly, he added, "Why don't you mind your own business Trowa; I'm sure Quatre wouldn't mind another lay."
Quatre walked in the room just in time to see Trowa punch Heero in the nose.
"Trowa!"
Heero took a swing at Trowa and managed to hit him in the eye. Blood was trickling from his nose.
"What are you two doing? Stop fighting!" Quatre exclaimed, putting himself between them.
"Ask him," Heero said nodding at Trowa, "he threw the first punch." Then, he walked upstairs holding his nose.
Trowa sighed and put a hand to his face right under his eye. "It's swelling," he said simply.
"What happened?" Quatre asked.
"I tried to tell him that he should just tell Duo the truth, instead of hurting him." He put a bag of ice to his eye. "So he told me to mind my own business and…"
"And?"
"He made a tasteless comment…"
"Oh," he said. "Well, he's upset, you have to forgive him… and you did throw the first punch." Trowa said nothing.
Wufei came down the steps looking rather amused, and paused to look at Trowa. "Heero slammed his door shut loudly, and you have ice on your eye. Why?"
"They had a small fight, Wufei. That's all."
"Mmm, if you say so. Maxwell call yet?"
"Not yet, I'm expecting a call any time now though." Quatre pulled the ice away from Trowa's face and looked at it. "Your eye's black."
Trowa nodded. "He hits hard."
"Aa. Tell him I said hello when he calls. I'll be in my room." Wufei walked back upstairs. He often spent weeks in his room. In that time, Duo would usually make a comment on checking to see if he died yet or not, because no one ever saw him take any food with him.
Duo called later that night just to tell them he made it okay. He didn't ask about Heero, but Quatre could tell he was thinking about him. He promised to call when he had time, but said not to count on it being soon.
So, with a heavy heart, Quatre hung up from talking for a mere ten minutes and looked at Trowa. Both sat silent, Quatre standing and Trowa sitting, searching each other's faces for a sign of something. Finally Trowa spoke.
"How is he?"
"He said he's fine. He's staying with Hilde, apparently. He said he was fine."
"You don't believe him?" Trowa asked, noting the repeated phrase.
"He still sounds hurt…"
"He's with Hilde. Maybe it will be good for him."
Quatre stood looking at Trowa for a moment, thinking. Then, he laughed.
"What?" Trowa asked. He was a little confused.
"You can't even tell your eye is black. Your bang covers it." Quatre leaned down and, after moving Trowa's bang, kissed his eyelid gently. He smiled. "Does it feel okay now, koi? Or should I kiss it some more?"
Looking up into the other man's face, Trowa let himself smile gently. Taking Quatre into his arms, he walked for the steps.
Well, there it is, the next chapter. After a wonderful day with my koi, I decided to finish it up. There are more chapters coming though, don't worry. Since I had such a wonderful time with my koi though, I figured I should let Quatre have a lil' moment with his. ^.~ I'm sorry for any OOC parts, but everyone has their own views on how each character acts within some limitations. Well, please review. I'll stop takin' up your time now.