Title: Crystalline Tears Drop
Author: Little Trowa-san
Fandom: Gundam Wing
Part: 4/1
Pairings: A little hinting towards Duo and Trowa shounen-ai as well as Heero and Duo yaoi.
Warnings: This part is DEFINITLEY PG-13. Duo has a bloody and important flashback and Heero joins him in the steam.
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Gundam Wing characters, if I did I certainly wouldn't just be wasting my time writing about them. ::pulls Trowa away and locks him in a closet with her::


Part Four

Duo rubbed his shoulder glaring past him, and down the hall where a dark pony tail disappeared. Opening the creaky door he entered in his cold room, walking straight past a busy typing Heero. He thought about saying something to him, but decided against it and pushed open a nearly empty closet full of strewn and scattered clothes all over the floor surrounding it.

He picked up a large blue T-shirt and shrugged tossing it over his shoulder, and then grabbed a pair of black boxers. Whistling a smooth tune Duo continued to the shower, not as much as even giving Heero a second glance. The eerie taping noises finally ceased behind the bathroom door, and Duo sighed being forced to face himself in the mirror. He faked a cheerie smile, then frowned at this pitiful excuse, and continued to pull his full knit sweater off, roughly, and over his head. Once again he was there to face himself in reflection and his ruffled braid knotted up in ruffled curls. His reflection seemed to laugh back at him, mock him, and Duo turned away, crossing his arms.

~Why are you thinking about him? He doesn't care? He has his own life to tend to. What is your problem, boy?~

It seemed to say and Duo furrowed his brow, trying to ignore it and turned away, and looked at the musky shower cell.

When was the last time Heero took a shower? Duo paused to himself and sighed slipping his black slacks off, and piling them on top of the tossed sweater. Starting the hot water, he let it heat, and moisture fill through the small room. Leaning his back nakedly, against the wall, he closed his eyes for a moment. The heat rose up in the room, heating the walls, the mirror, and his own face. He chuckled to himself.

~So ridiculous... you fool... Trowa-san's fine. He's away from me isn't he? There's no good reason I should waste anytime thinking...worrying for him...~
Duo opened his eyes, and threw back the shower curtain, his heart beat wildly.

he paused to himself, wiping his fists in his eyes. I'm going crazy...he's not here... he's fine...but the blood...I... Duo took a few deep breaths steadying himself by the shower, and then slowly stepped in, closing his eyes tight as he let the hot water pour over his tired and aching body.

After about fourty-five minutes, Duo, started to let the strands of his auburn hair flow down his sides, and his back, and started to run the slick soap through it. Concentrating on the cleaning, and not on his thoughts, he didn't feel the slender body slip in beside him. Scrubbing at the last bit of his hair, he let his head trail under the strongest water current, and the soap started to flow out below him. A sudden feel of arms slipped underneath Duo's waist, and he jumped in surprise, soap running in his eyes.

he cried, desperately trying to pull from his grasp and get the soap out of his eyes.

Duo, I'm sorry, I thought you heard me coming... he mumbled and pulled himself closer towards Duo's body, running his fingers across Duo's chest, and to his back. Duo squirmed from Heero's touch, and he could barely feel himself be slammed into the shower wall, Heero's sweet mouth pressing up against his own. He couldn't protest the soft tongue that then entered his own mouth, and he leaned into it, and leaned into Heero.

~Does he know of my thoughts... that I think of Trowa..~

Duo briefly thought, his mind filling up with the passion Heero started to etch into his body. Then suddenly, quicker than the shortened breath that Duo could not get to come out, Heero was below him, touching him, caressing him, and kissing him over the place he would keep close, and Duo's breath came out loud and short, and he suddenly remembered he was in the shower, the hot water still pouring over their bodies, and Duo's eyes filtered a strange pain, and he leaned over, his chest heaving and coughed hysterically. Heero stopped his soothing and looked up at him, and then down below him in a terror.

Duo...your bleeding... he said, his face in shock, and once Duo could regain himself, and opened his eyes, he saw it too.

The free flowing blood traced over almost every edge of the bathtub, and flowed through his toes, and past Heero's chest. There was so much of it, that Duo lost his balance, falling down to his knees, and being embraced by Heero's strong arms. He reached up then, still in a shock, touching his nose, and pulled his fingers away, covered in dark blood.