Legal disclaimer: I don't own any of the Gundam Wing Characters...I wish I did! x.x......
Author's note: Please read and review! I want all the feedback I can get so I can improve my stories...I really hope you like them...I'd also like to thank all my reviewers! Thanks a lot! Especially SilverShinigami and Blackheart06. Anyway, I hope you people out there enjoy this chap...
Pairings: 1x2 I guess, but no lemon... I hope you don't stop here cause of that... Hope you enjoy!
Heartfelt Secrets
By GW Dark Chyld
Chapter Six
Heero woke up early again the next morning, this time to prepare to leave. He sat up but was amazed to see that Duo's bed was empty, replaced by a black duffle bag. Standing, Heero gazed around the room. He saw that the dresser that Duo used was empty, as well as his portion of the small closet. Frowning, Heero realized Duo was leaving that same day. As if on cue, the chestnut-haired youth walked into the room.
Duo flashed a smile. "Hiya Heero. 'Bout time ya got up."
Heero leveled his gaze at her. "It's 6:00 Duo. What are you doing up?"
Duo shrugged, but Heero noticed a bit of nervousness in the gesture. "Thought I'd get an early start. I'm leaving today too."
The other boy narrowed his Prussian blue eyes. For a moment he glared at Duo, but found that his roommate wasn't giving up. Silently, he slipped past her and went downstairs.
Duo watched Heero leave the room then sat down heavily on her own bed, lowering her head into her opened palms. This was the probably the last day she'd see him until Christmas. And she couldn't tell him anything. She just couldn't find the courage. She felt like crying, but held it back. What if someone walked in on her like this? She quickly stood up, covering up her torment with good nature, and went downstairs.
Quatre was also awake, sitting at the table and talking with Trowa, who was his usual quiet self. Heero was also at the table, typing at his laptop. Duo had planned to leave right away, but it was time for breakfast and she hadn't had anything to eat since last night. She smiled and waved a greeting then sat down.
"Mornin' Trowa! Mornin' Q!" she said merrily.
Quatre smiled. "Good morning, Duo."
Trowa nodded. "...Good morning, Duo..."
"What's for breakfast?" Duo asked, looking around as one of the servants set down a covered plate.
Quatre looked over at the dish while the young girl who brought it removed the cover, revealing a plate of pancakes. "Thank you, Karen."
She smiled and bowed, and then left while Duo shoved a fork through the first five.
Quatre stifled a laugh as he gingerly took two. "So Duo...when are you leaving?"
Duo look over, mouth full of pancake. "After breakfast" she managed to say, swallowing the lump.
Unfortunately, a piece got stuck in her throat and she started coughing. To everyone's surprised, Heero was the first to act, clapping his hand onto her upper back. After one or two claps, she managed to swallow. She turned to Heero and smiled weakly, unable to hide a faint blush.
"Thanks Heero."
She froze. Her eyes widened and she paled. Heero's eyes narrowed and Quatre's jaw dropped a bit. While Heero was clapping her back, her voice synthesizer must have jolted and malfunctioned. Without a word, she jumped to her feet and dashed into the other room and up the stares to the hallway, taking a turn into her room. Locking the door behind her, she removed her collar and studied the tiny voice synthesizer.
It was smashed from the jolt. It would take nearly a week before it would be fixed again. Duo felt like screaming in frustration, but years of playing the part of a boy prevented her. Instead, she sank down on her bed. Now Heero would know for sure. And even worse, she left without finishing her breakfast!
A few minutes later, she decided she would have to tell Heero sooner or later, and now would be a good time. Sighing, she stood and unlocked the door, heading downstairs. She found Quatre and Trowa sitting at the kitchen table, drinking the after-breakfast tea, but no sign of Heero.
Quatre looked up when Duo entered. "...He just left..."
This time, instead of feeling sad, she felt tired of all of her pretending. She sat down and was about to say something, but her gaze flickered over to Trowa.
The green eyed boy looked at her from beneath his long bangs. "I already know."
Duo banged her head on the table. "Great...that makes two out of four...maybe three...I think I'm loosing my touch..."
Quatre smiled. "Don't worry Duo...you'll see him again."
The violet-eyed girl looked up at him. "Oh yeah? When?"
Quatre shrugged. "At the Christmas party, if not sooner."
Duo sighed again. "Yeah...but that's a month away...."
"Don't worry," the Arabian replied," it'll go by fast. You'll see."
"Oh well...maybe you're right.... Anyway, I got to go pack...thanks for everything, Quatre."
The blond smiled. "Anytime, Duo."
An hour later, Duo said his good-byes, and, with a heavy heart, left the mansion. A few days after, Trowa left, and Quatre began making plans for Christmas.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~One Month Later~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Quatre was making preparations for his party that was scheduled to take place in two weeks when the doorbell rang. Setting aside his work, he jogged to the door and opened it, finding Heero standing on his doorstep, dressed in jeans and a green shirt beneath his blue ski jacket. His duffle bag was clasped in one hand.
Heero cut Quatre off before he could welcome him. "I need your help Quatre. For the Christmas party and for Duo."
Author's note: Please read and review! I want all the feedback I can get so I can improve my stories...I really hope you like them...I'd also like to thank all my reviewers! Thanks a lot! Especially SilverShinigami and Blackheart06. Anyway, I hope you people out there enjoy this chap...
Pairings: 1x2 I guess, but no lemon... I hope you don't stop here cause of that... Hope you enjoy!
Heartfelt Secrets
By GW Dark Chyld
Chapter Six
Heero woke up early again the next morning, this time to prepare to leave. He sat up but was amazed to see that Duo's bed was empty, replaced by a black duffle bag. Standing, Heero gazed around the room. He saw that the dresser that Duo used was empty, as well as his portion of the small closet. Frowning, Heero realized Duo was leaving that same day. As if on cue, the chestnut-haired youth walked into the room.
Duo flashed a smile. "Hiya Heero. 'Bout time ya got up."
Heero leveled his gaze at her. "It's 6:00 Duo. What are you doing up?"
Duo shrugged, but Heero noticed a bit of nervousness in the gesture. "Thought I'd get an early start. I'm leaving today too."
The other boy narrowed his Prussian blue eyes. For a moment he glared at Duo, but found that his roommate wasn't giving up. Silently, he slipped past her and went downstairs.
Duo watched Heero leave the room then sat down heavily on her own bed, lowering her head into her opened palms. This was the probably the last day she'd see him until Christmas. And she couldn't tell him anything. She just couldn't find the courage. She felt like crying, but held it back. What if someone walked in on her like this? She quickly stood up, covering up her torment with good nature, and went downstairs.
Quatre was also awake, sitting at the table and talking with Trowa, who was his usual quiet self. Heero was also at the table, typing at his laptop. Duo had planned to leave right away, but it was time for breakfast and she hadn't had anything to eat since last night. She smiled and waved a greeting then sat down.
"Mornin' Trowa! Mornin' Q!" she said merrily.
Quatre smiled. "Good morning, Duo."
Trowa nodded. "...Good morning, Duo..."
"What's for breakfast?" Duo asked, looking around as one of the servants set down a covered plate.
Quatre looked over at the dish while the young girl who brought it removed the cover, revealing a plate of pancakes. "Thank you, Karen."
She smiled and bowed, and then left while Duo shoved a fork through the first five.
Quatre stifled a laugh as he gingerly took two. "So Duo...when are you leaving?"
Duo look over, mouth full of pancake. "After breakfast" she managed to say, swallowing the lump.
Unfortunately, a piece got stuck in her throat and she started coughing. To everyone's surprised, Heero was the first to act, clapping his hand onto her upper back. After one or two claps, she managed to swallow. She turned to Heero and smiled weakly, unable to hide a faint blush.
"Thanks Heero."
She froze. Her eyes widened and she paled. Heero's eyes narrowed and Quatre's jaw dropped a bit. While Heero was clapping her back, her voice synthesizer must have jolted and malfunctioned. Without a word, she jumped to her feet and dashed into the other room and up the stares to the hallway, taking a turn into her room. Locking the door behind her, she removed her collar and studied the tiny voice synthesizer.
It was smashed from the jolt. It would take nearly a week before it would be fixed again. Duo felt like screaming in frustration, but years of playing the part of a boy prevented her. Instead, she sank down on her bed. Now Heero would know for sure. And even worse, she left without finishing her breakfast!
A few minutes later, she decided she would have to tell Heero sooner or later, and now would be a good time. Sighing, she stood and unlocked the door, heading downstairs. She found Quatre and Trowa sitting at the kitchen table, drinking the after-breakfast tea, but no sign of Heero.
Quatre looked up when Duo entered. "...He just left..."
This time, instead of feeling sad, she felt tired of all of her pretending. She sat down and was about to say something, but her gaze flickered over to Trowa.
The green eyed boy looked at her from beneath his long bangs. "I already know."
Duo banged her head on the table. "Great...that makes two out of four...maybe three...I think I'm loosing my touch..."
Quatre smiled. "Don't worry Duo...you'll see him again."
The violet-eyed girl looked up at him. "Oh yeah? When?"
Quatre shrugged. "At the Christmas party, if not sooner."
Duo sighed again. "Yeah...but that's a month away...."
"Don't worry," the Arabian replied," it'll go by fast. You'll see."
"Oh well...maybe you're right.... Anyway, I got to go pack...thanks for everything, Quatre."
The blond smiled. "Anytime, Duo."
An hour later, Duo said his good-byes, and, with a heavy heart, left the mansion. A few days after, Trowa left, and Quatre began making plans for Christmas.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~One Month Later~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Quatre was making preparations for his party that was scheduled to take place in two weeks when the doorbell rang. Setting aside his work, he jogged to the door and opened it, finding Heero standing on his doorstep, dressed in jeans and a green shirt beneath his blue ski jacket. His duffle bag was clasped in one hand.
Heero cut Quatre off before he could welcome him. "I need your help Quatre. For the Christmas party and for Duo."
