Disclaimer: The characters aren't mine!
Notes: This is one of my earliest works.please be gentle.
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Chapter Three
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Heero
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I sat up startled. The cold body beside mine was no longer beside mine. I got up in search of our frozen friend. I looked in the bedroom where Duo and Wufei were sharing and found nothing. Coming out into the hall I ran into Trowa who was carrying the small blonde.
"Lose something?" He seemed to be smiling.
"Guess I did." I came down from my fear of never seeing Quatre again. "Where did you find him?" I wanted to know.
"He needed to use the bathroom." Trowa said gently, carefully handing me the sleeping child. A child, would he always seem like a child to me?
"Thank you." I replied, not daring to look up at Trowa.
"Tell him Heero." Trowa's voice startled me.
"You too?" I sighed as I took the body back over to the fire. I carefully laid him down, then noticed there was blood soaking through the dressing of his chest wound.
"Yes, me too." Trowa said quietly, "I'll go get the first aid kit." He left without a sound and he returned just as quietly. I had undressed the wound and found that it had been opened, the stitches had been ripped. I sighed and we started all over again.
Trowa stitched him up this time. We had no way of numbing the pain and Quatre whimpered every time the needle pierced him. It was then that I noticed that he was no longer shivering.
"He's warmer." Trowa said, as if knowing what I had just thought.
Suddenly there was a voice. "Why Wufei! I didn't know you cared!" Duo said loudly.
"Maxwell! It wasn't on purpose!" Wufei insisted.
"Sure it wasn't. Me waking up to find you cuddling to me. It wasn't on purpose." Duo laughed and Wufei groaned and stormed from the room and noticed we were all up.
"It wasn't on purpose." He said simply then sat down by the fire. Duo came out to join us, a large grin on his face.
"How's Quatre?" He asked as he plopped down across from Wufei.
"Better." Trowa replied for me as I finished with the wound. Then I wrapped him back up in the blankets. He may have been warmer, but he was still pale. I must have lingered against Quatre too long because Wufei's voice was what I heard next.
"So, is Heero finally admitting that he has feelings?" There was a slight smirk on his face and I just glared at him.
"At least I don't cuddle up to Duo." I mumbled and Wufei shut up immediately.
Duo tried to cut his laughter off but it didn't work and we all heard a moan, which stopped Duo's laughing. Everyone looked, rather gaped as Quatre moved, facing the fire, then he opened his eyes and blinked a few times, trying to see straight.
"Cat?" Duo was the first to move, "Hey buddy, how do you feel?" He asked gently brushed the sweat soaked hair from Quatre's face. I felt jealousy flash through me even though I commanded it to stop, it didn't.
Quatre graced him with a sweet smile. "It feels like Sandrock fell on me." His voice was weak still and I had to fight the urge to tell him to go to sleep. But Duo beat me to it.
He chuckled under his breath as he brought a blanket up to Quatre's chin. "Sandrock didn't fall on ya. Heavyarms did." Duo joked and Quatre knew it. He smiled again and his weak condition showed on his face. "Now, since you still have a fever, not to mention three less quarts of blood in you than before I suspect you'd better get some shut eye." Duo grinned, "Then, when you wake up, I've got a little story to tell you about Wufei and how you should never sleep in the same bed as him."
"Maxwell!" Wufei groaned making Quatre laugh, but he ended up coughing. He couldn't seem to catch his breath so I helped Duo help him to sit up. Once in a sitting position he coughed a little easier.
"I'm alright." He said as Duo helped him to lie back down and then covered him up again.
Duo smiled, "I didn't doubt it for a second. But you nearly gave Mr. Perfect Soldier over there a reason to change his spandex." It sounded wrong in my mind, but innocent Quatre didn't take it sick.
Quatre looked over at me, his expression turning serious and pleading. "I'm sorry Heero." His voice was quiet and I knew all eyes were on me.
I didn't know what to say and I didn't want to screw it up. So I did the best thing I could think of. Despite the fact that everyone was watching I leaned forward and kissed Quatre directly on the lips. I felt him tense in surprise then relax slowly.
I pulled away then and saw that he still had his eyes closed, slowly they opened and they looked up at me with wonder and lust. "I take that as an accepted apology." Quatre said breathlessly. His face was flushed, now for a different reason other than the fever.
Trowa moved and bowed slightly, "I will take my leave now and say good night to you all. I'm happy to see you better Quatre." He said then left the room.
Duo forced a yawn; "I'd better get back to my bed too. Wufee, I might get a little lonely." He grinned.
Wufei grunted, "You're sleeping with Trowa. Goodnight Quatre, Heero." He got up and went to his room, followed by Duo.
"See ya guys! Don't do anything I wouldn't do!" Duo grinned.
"That puts a great limit on the things we could do." Quatre said, "And none of them would be that fun." He grinned as Duo laughed and left the room. Then he turned to me.
"I'm sorry I kissed you." I said, looking into the fire.
"I'm not." Came the response.
I looked down at the blonde lying in front of me. I cleared my throat, suddenly finding the room to be extremely warm. "You have no reason to apologize. You did nothing wrong." I said.
Quatre only blinked, then finally he took a breath, "I lied to you. I told you that I wasn't hurt, I told you that Sandrock hadn't taken any damage. I'm sorry I always make you worry."
"Really, that's not your fault." I found myself blushing. I hadn't thought it was possible. "I worry about you all the time and it has nothing to do with battling. I worry that you're not happy.or when you're sick. That sense, that you feel from others, I'm scared one day that you'll be in great pain." The words rushed out of my mouth from some place inside myself that I never knew existed. My heart.
"I found myself thinking that.a soldier doesn't feel, can't feel. They know not what love means or what it means to feel love. A soldier doesn't need love." I found a hand in mine.
"But a human does." Quatre's voice whispered, squeezing my fingers painfully. I gently squeezed his cold hand back, imagining myself sending warmth into his body. "H.Heero?" Quatre's voice seemed small and I looked at him to find that he was getting shy. "C.can you do me a favor?" He asked in a low voice.
"Anything for you." I said, making my voice just as low as his.
"Hold me?" He whispered, "While I sleep?"
I lay down beside him, getting under the covers without a word and gently wrapped my arms around his wounded body. He snuggled closer and then yawned, "Good night Heero." He whispered and before I could reply he began to doze off, "I love you."
Owari!
What'd ya think?! Huh, huh, huh?!!
Notes: This is one of my earliest works.please be gentle.
_italics_
/thoughts/
Chapter Three
*****
Heero
*****
I sat up startled. The cold body beside mine was no longer beside mine. I got up in search of our frozen friend. I looked in the bedroom where Duo and Wufei were sharing and found nothing. Coming out into the hall I ran into Trowa who was carrying the small blonde.
"Lose something?" He seemed to be smiling.
"Guess I did." I came down from my fear of never seeing Quatre again. "Where did you find him?" I wanted to know.
"He needed to use the bathroom." Trowa said gently, carefully handing me the sleeping child. A child, would he always seem like a child to me?
"Thank you." I replied, not daring to look up at Trowa.
"Tell him Heero." Trowa's voice startled me.
"You too?" I sighed as I took the body back over to the fire. I carefully laid him down, then noticed there was blood soaking through the dressing of his chest wound.
"Yes, me too." Trowa said quietly, "I'll go get the first aid kit." He left without a sound and he returned just as quietly. I had undressed the wound and found that it had been opened, the stitches had been ripped. I sighed and we started all over again.
Trowa stitched him up this time. We had no way of numbing the pain and Quatre whimpered every time the needle pierced him. It was then that I noticed that he was no longer shivering.
"He's warmer." Trowa said, as if knowing what I had just thought.
Suddenly there was a voice. "Why Wufei! I didn't know you cared!" Duo said loudly.
"Maxwell! It wasn't on purpose!" Wufei insisted.
"Sure it wasn't. Me waking up to find you cuddling to me. It wasn't on purpose." Duo laughed and Wufei groaned and stormed from the room and noticed we were all up.
"It wasn't on purpose." He said simply then sat down by the fire. Duo came out to join us, a large grin on his face.
"How's Quatre?" He asked as he plopped down across from Wufei.
"Better." Trowa replied for me as I finished with the wound. Then I wrapped him back up in the blankets. He may have been warmer, but he was still pale. I must have lingered against Quatre too long because Wufei's voice was what I heard next.
"So, is Heero finally admitting that he has feelings?" There was a slight smirk on his face and I just glared at him.
"At least I don't cuddle up to Duo." I mumbled and Wufei shut up immediately.
Duo tried to cut his laughter off but it didn't work and we all heard a moan, which stopped Duo's laughing. Everyone looked, rather gaped as Quatre moved, facing the fire, then he opened his eyes and blinked a few times, trying to see straight.
"Cat?" Duo was the first to move, "Hey buddy, how do you feel?" He asked gently brushed the sweat soaked hair from Quatre's face. I felt jealousy flash through me even though I commanded it to stop, it didn't.
Quatre graced him with a sweet smile. "It feels like Sandrock fell on me." His voice was weak still and I had to fight the urge to tell him to go to sleep. But Duo beat me to it.
He chuckled under his breath as he brought a blanket up to Quatre's chin. "Sandrock didn't fall on ya. Heavyarms did." Duo joked and Quatre knew it. He smiled again and his weak condition showed on his face. "Now, since you still have a fever, not to mention three less quarts of blood in you than before I suspect you'd better get some shut eye." Duo grinned, "Then, when you wake up, I've got a little story to tell you about Wufei and how you should never sleep in the same bed as him."
"Maxwell!" Wufei groaned making Quatre laugh, but he ended up coughing. He couldn't seem to catch his breath so I helped Duo help him to sit up. Once in a sitting position he coughed a little easier.
"I'm alright." He said as Duo helped him to lie back down and then covered him up again.
Duo smiled, "I didn't doubt it for a second. But you nearly gave Mr. Perfect Soldier over there a reason to change his spandex." It sounded wrong in my mind, but innocent Quatre didn't take it sick.
Quatre looked over at me, his expression turning serious and pleading. "I'm sorry Heero." His voice was quiet and I knew all eyes were on me.
I didn't know what to say and I didn't want to screw it up. So I did the best thing I could think of. Despite the fact that everyone was watching I leaned forward and kissed Quatre directly on the lips. I felt him tense in surprise then relax slowly.
I pulled away then and saw that he still had his eyes closed, slowly they opened and they looked up at me with wonder and lust. "I take that as an accepted apology." Quatre said breathlessly. His face was flushed, now for a different reason other than the fever.
Trowa moved and bowed slightly, "I will take my leave now and say good night to you all. I'm happy to see you better Quatre." He said then left the room.
Duo forced a yawn; "I'd better get back to my bed too. Wufee, I might get a little lonely." He grinned.
Wufei grunted, "You're sleeping with Trowa. Goodnight Quatre, Heero." He got up and went to his room, followed by Duo.
"See ya guys! Don't do anything I wouldn't do!" Duo grinned.
"That puts a great limit on the things we could do." Quatre said, "And none of them would be that fun." He grinned as Duo laughed and left the room. Then he turned to me.
"I'm sorry I kissed you." I said, looking into the fire.
"I'm not." Came the response.
I looked down at the blonde lying in front of me. I cleared my throat, suddenly finding the room to be extremely warm. "You have no reason to apologize. You did nothing wrong." I said.
Quatre only blinked, then finally he took a breath, "I lied to you. I told you that I wasn't hurt, I told you that Sandrock hadn't taken any damage. I'm sorry I always make you worry."
"Really, that's not your fault." I found myself blushing. I hadn't thought it was possible. "I worry about you all the time and it has nothing to do with battling. I worry that you're not happy.or when you're sick. That sense, that you feel from others, I'm scared one day that you'll be in great pain." The words rushed out of my mouth from some place inside myself that I never knew existed. My heart.
"I found myself thinking that.a soldier doesn't feel, can't feel. They know not what love means or what it means to feel love. A soldier doesn't need love." I found a hand in mine.
"But a human does." Quatre's voice whispered, squeezing my fingers painfully. I gently squeezed his cold hand back, imagining myself sending warmth into his body. "H.Heero?" Quatre's voice seemed small and I looked at him to find that he was getting shy. "C.can you do me a favor?" He asked in a low voice.
"Anything for you." I said, making my voice just as low as his.
"Hold me?" He whispered, "While I sleep?"
I lay down beside him, getting under the covers without a word and gently wrapped my arms around his wounded body. He snuggled closer and then yawned, "Good night Heero." He whispered and before I could reply he began to doze off, "I love you."
Owari!
What'd ya think?! Huh, huh, huh?!!
