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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 Thirteen

It was three in the afternoon when Sally came back to check on Duo. Quatre was recovering and it seemed that his ailment was only temporary. She hoped that the same could be said for violet-eyed girl.
So she had returned to check up on her. She gently opened the door and peered into the gloom. She jumped startled, then looked again. She had seen a dark form in bed beside Duo, but as her sight adjusted, she raised a hand to her chest, relieved. Heero was beside the chestnut-haired girl, an arm around her waist. Duo had a faint smile on her face.

Sally crept over to them slowly and placed a hand on Duo's forehead. She was relieved to feel that the fever had gone done considerably. The girl would probably make a full recovery by night. She turned to leave when she found Heero awake and watching her, eyes narrowed.
Sally smiled. "Don't worry," she whispered, "She's going to be all right."
Heero nodded then closed his eyes. Sally watched them, smiling, then left the room.


Quatre, Trowa, and Wufei were sitting down to dinner that night. The maids and butlers, in response to last night's party, were still cleaning the house; and Quatre had decided to cook dinner for them. He was feeling very well, and Sally had reluctantly agreed to let him out of bed. They were all pleasantly surprised to see Duo and Heero enter the room, arms around each other's waist.

Quatre smiled happily. "So, you two have finally come clean with each other?"
Duo grinned widely and Heero's face actually tinted a light shade of red. "Yup. Glad we did, too."
Wufei was snapped from his daydreaming and smirked at her. "Well Maxwell, I always knew you were a weak onna, from the first time I met you."
Heero stiffened but Duo shrugged it off. "Careful 'Fei, I could still kick your ass."
Quatre stifled a giggle, but Wufei raised his eyebrows. "Oh really? I would love to see you attempt it."

Quatre stood up. "Please, no fighting." Despite his efforts, he couldn't keep himself from smiling. "We're here to have dinner, remember?"
Trowa spoke his agreement. "Yes...there is no need for childish bickering."
Wufei shut up and looked away from Duo. His mind was occupied with other things.
Duo shrugged and sat down next to Quatre, and Heero sat beside Duo.
Quatre served them up a large dinner and by the time the five of them were done with it, there was nearly a third left. Duo gladly ate the leftovers, to the other's surprise.

"She eats so much, but she stays so thin..." Quatre murmured. Heero and Trowa both nodded. "Amazing..." Wufei said.
After dinner, they gathered in the living room and swapped meaningless stories and jokes, and they had, basically, a good time. Duo and Heero sat on one love seat with Heero's arm draped over Duo's shoulder. She was snuggled up against him. Wufei sat on a solitary chair, deep in thought, not joining in with the others, Trowa and Quatre were also in a love seat, but nothing seemed to be happening between them. Duo did, however, spot them giving each other glances every now and then.

Duo hadn't felt so good in a long time. Friends who didn't like her less for being a girl now surrounded her. In fact, they might even have liked her more.
"Hey Duo," Quatre started casually, "...now that everyone knows you're a girl, are you going to still dress up like a boy?"
The chestnut-haired girl shrugged. "Might as well. I'll always be a tomboy. Nothing more, nothing less."
Quatre chuckled. "Well, I guess that figures. And your synthesizer? Are you going to keep it?"
The girl grinned devilishly. "Oh yeah...I got plans for it..."

Trowa allowed himself a soft laugh. Quatre smiled, and Heero blush the tiniest bit. Wufei was still separated from them.
"Well," Duo began, standing and stretching, "I think I'm going to turn in. I'll see you guys tomorrow!"
They all replied with their goodnights and Heero got up after her. He followed her to her room.

"Duo...I don't have a room...could I share yours?"
The girl grinned. "Of course, Heero. I'd be happy to share my room. You should have asked sooner."
The blue-eyed boy shrugged as he followed her into her room.
"Hey Heero..." Duo began, "...I've never seen you out of that outfit so far. You got any extra clothes?"
"...No..."
"Oh well. You can use some of mine then," she said as she tossed him a buttoned-up nightshirt from her dresser. "There's only one bed, so...." She grinned again.
Heero pulled off his tank top, to Duo's pleasure. "Damn..." the girl murmured. The dark-haired boy looked at her as he slid the other shirt on.
"...I'll sleep on the floor, then."
"Oh no!" Duo said, with mock-surprise. "I couldn't let you do that! You can share my bed."

Heero gave a small smile, then watched as Duo grabbed some clothes for herself, She was about to take her shirt off when she looked at him, a blush rising. "Uh... Heero... do you mind...?"
He nodded and turned his back to her, allowing her to dress in peace. He assumed it was safe when he heard the noise of a body landing on a bed from a jump. Sure enough, Duo was lying down, a grin on her face as she watched him.
The Japanese boy climbed into bed, next to the American.

For a moment, they stared at each other, and then, to Duo's tremendous surprise, Heero leaned over and captured her soft lips in a kiss. They gently closed their eyes and wrapped their arms around each other, pulling them close together. Then, after a moment of this closeness, Duo brought back one hand and started to unbutton Heero's nightshirt. At the same time, Heero began to pull Duo's shirt up, slowly, cautiously. What followed would be their first experience of many to come...