Duo's POV

Duo's POV

            Wufei was drifting away from me. I could tell from his harsh voice, his refusal to be touched, his very attitude. He wouldn't tell me what was wrong and I feared I was losing him. But I wasn't going to let go. I wasn't going to let him leave. Not now. Not ever.

            "Wufei?" I called, standing in the middle of the living room. He wasn't making any noise and I didn't know where he was.

            "Here." His voice echoed from the back of the apartment, he was in the bedroom.

            I made my way across the apartment until I was in the bedroom. "Whatcha doing?" I asked, trying to keep my voice casual. Why aren't you with me?

            "Reading."

            "Oh…what are you reading?"

            "A sci-fi novel."

            "Which one?"

            "War of the Worlds."

            "Oh." I stood uneasily in the doorframe for a while. Why is it so hard? Why can't we be the way we always are? *Together*.

            "Did you want something?" His voice jerked me back to reality.

            "No, not really. I just wanted to be with you," I answered, moving to sit besides him on the bed. "You don't talk to me much anymore…" I continued, wrapping my arms around his waist and resting my head on his shoulder.

            "Maybe I don't have as much to say anymore," he responded, edging away very slightly, very discreetly.

            "Wufei!"

            "What!"

            "Why won't you let me touch you anymore? Why don't you want me to hold you anymore? Did I do something? Are you mad? Or are you just tired of me?"

            "No! None of that!"

            "Than *why*?" I demanded, sitting up and moving away from him. I wish I could see!

            "Because I…because of someone…" he said vaguely, picking up his book.

            "Someone?" my voice was strangely high-pitched. "What are you trying to tell me?"

            "Nothing!" He rattled the book loudly.

            "Coward. You'd rather read your stupid book than talk to me and tell me what's going on," I snapped. "Put down the book Wufei and tell me what's going on!"

            "Nothing's going on!"

            "Something *has* to be going on! Other wise you wouldn't be so-uptight!"

            "You want to know what's going on? Go ask Quatre!" Wufei snapped back, his temper flaring up at me.

            "Quatre? What's he got to do with any of this?" I asked, my mind racing. "You and Quatre-don't tell me you two have got-," my voice rose in hysteria. "It's *true* isn't it? Isn't it!"

            "Duo!" Wufei shouted, jumping to his feet as I tore out of the room. "Dammit!" I heard the hollow sound of his book hitting the floor as he jumped to his feet.

            "Just go away," I cried as he caught up with me. "Go away unless you want to tell me what's happening to us!"

            "I'll tell you what's happening," Wufei shouted, grasping me by the arms and turning me around forcefully. "I'm jealous!"

            "What?" I asked, trying to wrench myself out of his hurtful grip.

            His hands tightened on my arms and he shook me, "You heard me! I'm jealous! I'm insanely jealous of Quatre and your school!"

            "What?" I gasped. "Jealous?"

            "Yes! Duo, don't you understand? You're changing and you're starting to leave me behind! And…it hurts…" His grip on me loosened slightly. "It hurts so much Duo…"

            "Then why do you shut me out? If you're afraid of losing me…why do you push me away?"

            "Because you'd be better off with someone else. Someone like Quatre."

            "No! No I wouldn't! I wouldn't!" I repeated again and again, curling my hands into fists.

            "You would! You'd be understood-and you'd understand him-and you'd have so much more in common-and-and," Wufei's voice broke and he stopped talking, just standing there clutching my arms in his hands.

            " And I'd be miserable. Wufei, I don't *care* if Quatre's got the same past as me. I don't *care* if he knows what its like to be surrounded by darkness. I don't *care* if he's the King! The only one I care about is you! You Wufei, you're better for me than anyone else because you're different from me! Wu-," My words were cut off by his swift kiss.

            "I don't deserve you," he murmured, as our lips separated. "But damned if I'm letting you go."

            "I won't let you let me go," I said, smiling faintly.

            "Then it's a win-win situation, 'ne?" he whispered, kissing me again, more forcefully this time before leading me to our bedroom.