Chapter 2:
And as the days grew on Quatre became less and less wanting to keep Wufei's secret, and
so, one night, Quatre took Duo out for dinner, you know 'just to talk'.
"...So what do you think about Wufei, hm Duo?" Quatre asked, lifting a cup of tea to his soft lips.
"About...Wufei...Well...He's certainly...interesting...I guess..." Duo stated, for one he
had nothing to say...and he knew it.
"I meant, how do you feel about him..."
Inconveniantly enough, Heero had decided to meet up with them...having little else of importance
to do. At first he meant to approach, but instead, he listened...
"About Wufei... First, I'd better explain my feelings for Heero. In the present, my love for
Heero is just brotherly, he's my best friend, and I love him so much... but... romantically... I
don't know anymore... That first night that I really noticed Wufei... I looked right into him...
I'm starting to believe that I might love him...Wufei... instead of my dear dear Heero. But Wufei
... he could never return my feelings, could he?" Duo paused and smiled sadly," No it isn't possible..."
Heero, for the first time, felt the warm liquid called tears run down his face. He couldn't
help himself, not anymore, he was sick of being the perfect soldier...he was sick of living, the
only reason he had wanted to live up until now was for Duo, and so he did the only thing he could,
he ran, he ran out of the small waifish resturant down the streets, and back to his room, where
the blankets were warm, and inviting, but dripping with disdain, the sweet aroma of his Duo filled
the air, and his bed, and with this cam ethoughts of pain and hurt, and so he ran out of it and into
Quatre's, which he knew was totally out of the question, but he didn't care, as long as it didn't
have Duo's scent, his being, as long as it didn't have Duo in it...it didn't matter. He lay among
Quatre's fresh sheets, crying himself to sleep, and when he had he slept until long after Duo and
Quatre had returned.
Duo was so confused, it wasn't enough that he was in love with Wufei, and that Wufei loved
him back, no, there was Heero, he loved Heero deeply, just not in the way he used to, or at least
used to think he did. So he lay, not knowing what to do, what to say, who to love... He couldn't
bare to hurt his best friend, and the lover he had had for so long. But he loved Wufei... It was
all too confusing, so he went to confront Wufei...
Wufei was staring up at his ceiling, counting the tiles, passing the time, dreading every
damned moment of it. There was a knock at the door.
"Who is it? And what do they want," yelled the frustrated and lonely Wufei.
"I-it's Duo," Duo said between sobs," I n-need to talk t-to you about s-something..."
"Come in..." Wufei said, permitting Duo permission to enter.
Duo entered eyes red, crying them redder, he ran into Wufei's warm arms, just wanting to be held
by the beautiful beautiful dark haired object of his affection.
"Duo...what is it?" Wufei managed to say sympathetically in this attitude of utter shock.
"I love you, and I know you love me...please don't leave me, I don't know what to do!
I can't hurt Heero, and I know he still loves me, but I just don't know what to do *cries harder*
I'm so confused, all I'm sure about is my love for you, and how i didn't notice it all this time."
Heero had been walking through the hall, and heard everything... it was too late, his
amethyst eyed beautiful Duo had already hurt him, and so he knew what he had to do...
End chapter 2