Nikki: Oi, Minna ^_^ here's the next chapter o' Phoenix...you know, I was reading this over, and I realized just how much my writing has changed since I started this fic...I dun like the first few chapters, but I think the last few are a lot better! So please, please bare with me through the early chapters! I promise you that my writing isn't this bad all the way through!! T_T ::starts singing the 'I Suck' song::

Series: Phoenix
Name: Suspicion
Archive: Nikki's Realm http://www.geocities.com/mageofthewinds/index.html anywhere else, just ask ^_^
Feedback: If you would be so kind ^_______^ it would be cherished.
Genre: Drama
Pairings: 1+4, 5x2, 6x3,
Rating: R

Key:
~()~ Break
*Thought*

Description: Things are getting worse between Duo and Wufei. Heero helps a friend in need (not that way!).

Warning: Heh, gets pretty yaoi-ish here, meaning it gets lime-ish. Cussing too.

Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing, any of it's characters, story lines or anything really ^_^ I'm an amateur doing this for my own amusement and maybe yours. Please don't sue me?

Suspicion
By Nikki :-P or Nataku's Child

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Phoenix
 : a legendary bird which according to one account lived 500 years, burned itself to ashes on a pyre, and rose alive from the ashes to live another period; also : a person or thing likened to the phoenix
-Merriam-Webster's Dictionary

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"I'm sorry, I have to work late tonight," Wufei apologized.

Duo nodded, though Wufei couldn't see him since he was calling from his cell-phone. "I understand," he replied quietly.

"I'll make it up to you."

"Yeah."

"Duo, are you okay?" Wufei asked worriedly.

"I'm fine. I'll see ya later, 'Fei" Duo hung up before Wufei could answer.

Duo was glad that Wufei had called on his cell, that way he couldn't see him. He wasn't okay, far from it. Wufei had been working late and sometimes going in on weekends for the last few months now.

*Why did he call on his cell phone? He was at his office, right? So why didn't he call from his vid-phone there?*

Duo bit his lip. *Une probably doesn't like him making personal calls.*

*But he calls from there all the time.*

Duo was chewing mercilessly on his lip, it started to bleed but he didn't care. He picked up the phone and dialed Wufei's work number.

*'Hey Wufei? Could you pick up some milk? We're almost out.' Yeah, that'll work. 'Cause I'll need an excuse... 'cause he's there... he has to be there.*

It rang.

*Wufei wouldn't lie.*

And rang.

*Wufei's honest. He would never lie, not to me.*

The vid-phone clicked and the cheery image of Wufei's secretary came on.

"You've reached the Preventer's Head Quarters," the recorded message said. "The office of Chang Wufei-"

Duo hung up.

*This can't be what I think it is. There has to be an explanation.*

~()~

Quatre played with the strings that were coming out of the worn armchair. Wufei should be coming anytime now. He was going to tell him everything. It was going to be hard, but he had to, it was too much to keep to him self.

The doorbell rang.

Quatre ran to the door, opening it to a worried Wufei.

"Is everything all right?" Wufei asked immediately.

"Yes...and no..." Quatre took a deep breath. "Please come in, I need to talk."

Wufei put a hand on his shoulder briefly and nodded before stepping into the shabby apartment. When they were seated, Quatre took another deep breath and plunged in.

"It all started after I was disowned..."

~()~

Heero made his way downstairs. He wasn't sure what time it was, the only thing he knew was that it was dark. Days blended together. The only thing keeping him on some kind of a schedule was work. He had requested to do it at home, all he needed to do was get it done, when he did it didn't matter.

Right now, he was hungry. The living room was dark, so he figured everyone was in bed. He put a hand on the kitchen door to push it open when he heard a small noise, so small that he wasn't sure what it was, or if he even heard it all. He flicked a switch and a bright light came on, temporarily blinding him.

"Sheesh, Heero." Duo's voice came from the far side of the room. "Warn me next time you're gonna do that."

Heero blinked and cleared his vision. Duo was -had been- sitting in the dark, slouched in one of the chairs. His eyes were red and puffy and his nose was raw, tracks ran down his face where tears had once fallen.

"What's wrong?" Heero asked, walking over to his friend.

Duo shrugged and looked down, trying to hide his face in his bangs. "Nothin'," he said.

Heero frowned. He walked over and put his hands on Duo shoulders. "What's wrong?" he repeated sternly.

Duo sighed but didn't look up. "Wufei's cheating on me," he said quietly.

Now there are a few different reactions a friend has to choose from in this kind of situation.

One: Anger. Kill the other person, ask questions later.

Two: Pity. 'I'm so sorry, he/she wasn't good enough for you anyway'.

Three: Reasoning. 'What happened exactly?'

Sure, there are probably other ways to deal with it, but these are the three that Heero considered, number one sounded perfect, but knowing Duo, three was probably the best.

"Why do you think that?" Heero asked.

Moisture dropped onto Heero's hands, Duo's tears.

"He said he had to work late today, he called on his cell phone, why would he do that if he was at work?"

"Maybe he didn't want to waste company money," Heero said.

"I called his work, he wasn't there," Duo said dryly.

"It could be for the same reason," Heero answered.

"I heard him talking to someone before, he said something like: I haven't told anyone about you."

"Duo, that could mean a number of things. You're over reacting."

Duo sighed. "Yeah...maybe."

Heero squeezed his arms a little and stood up.

"Hey Heero?" Duo called.

Heero turned back from the kitchen door that he was almost through.

"Yes?" he asked, trying his best not to sound annoyed.

"Could ya do me a favor?" he asked.

Heero turned from the door and let it close softly.

Duo took this as a 'what?'

"Could you follow him for me?" he asked.

"What?" Heero asked, surprised at Duo's request.

Duo stood and played with his collar.

"Could you follow Wufei for me?"

"Why can't you do it?" Heero asked.

Duo shrugged. "Sneaking up unnoticed is one thing," he explained. "Staying unnoticed is another. You were always right you know, I stick out too much, 'Fei'd spot me in a minute. Please Heero? I can't rest 'til I know."

Heero thought it over for a moment before he nodded.

Duo smiled brightly even though tears still wet his cheeks. "Thanks man," he said. "You're a good friend."

"Don't mention it...seriously," Heero answered dryly before going through the door, Duo's light laughter following him.

~()~

Quatre finished telling Wufei about his life after his sisters and before the 'Bathroom incident'. He had his head bowed and his eyes shut tight. Tears were running freely down his face, which was burning red with shame.

He waited in silence for Wufei to speak.

He was starting to get edgy and was about to open his eyes when a pair of strong, warm arms circled his shoulders. His last barriers broke down and he sobbed onto Wufei's shoulder. Wufei held the back of his head, stroking gently to sooth him.

"I hated Raymond so much..." Quatre whispered between sobs. "How could I do that?"

Wufei shushed him and pet his head more. "It's alright now, it's all over now."

Wufei held on until Quatre was under control.

After a few moments, Quatre pulled away and bowed his head. "Thank you, Wufei," he said quietly, barely audible.

Wufei lifted his chin to look him in the eyes.

"Quatre," he said. "Over these years you have become like a brother to me. Any problem I had, you were there to listen, and the least I can do is to return the favor. Remember, I'm here if you need me, anytime you need me."

Quatre smiled, his lip quivering a little. He threw himself into Wufei, hugging him with all his strength.

"Thank you, Wufei," he whispered.

Quatre sat up and sniffed.

"Will you be okay?" Wufei asked, placing a hand on his shoulder.

Quatre nodded before looking up. He smiled warmly. "Yes, I'll be alright. Go home, Duo's probably wondering where you are."

"Oh gods, Duo!" Wufei looked at the clock. "It's almost two! I have to go."

Wufei grabbed his coat and gave Quatre a quick squeeze on the shoulder. "Come home," he said.

Quatre smiled. "I'll think about it."

Wufei nodded and left without another word.

~()~

Wufei silently slipped into the room he shared with Duo. As quietly as he could, he walked over to the bed. Duo was hugging a pillow in his sleep. The pillow was wet and there were tear tracks down his cheeks. He'd cried himself to sleep. Wufei's heart jerked. He sat down softly on the bed and kissed a salty cheek.

"I'm sorry," he whispered.

He stood up and went into the bathroom to change.

He didn't see the violet eyes open slightly, or hear the soft sob that escaped the pouting lips.

*I'm sorry too...* Duo thought. *Sorry that I was so stupid to think you really loved me.*

The violet eyes closed again as Wufei walked back in and slid under the covers. He sat up for a moment, tracing a thumb over the tear tracks on Duo's cheeks before lying down to sleep.

~()~

~The Next Day~

Duo dumped his whole bowl of cereal in the sink and started to walk away.

"Rinse your bowl before you put it in the dishwasher," Trowa said from the table, not even looking up from the paper he was reading.

"I wasn't going to put it in the dishwasher," Duo said cheerfully.

Trowa looked up from his paper calmly for a few seconds before going back to it.

Duo shivered and went back to his bowl. That look just creped him out.

The door opened and Wufei came in with a satchel on his shoulder, his hands busy trying to tame his hair into the usual slicked back ponytail.

Duo turned and smiled brightly. "Mornin' 'Fei! Ya gonna eat?"

Wufei shook his head. "No time," he mumbled.

He finished his hair and grabbed a breakfast bar from the cupboard, putting it under his free arm. He walked up to Duo, giving him a quick peck on the lips.

But Duo had other ideas. He wrapped both arms around Wufei's waist, -though one quickly snuck down to cup a cheek- pulling him into a fierce, passionate kiss.

Wufei moaned into Duo's mouth, satchel and breakfast bar falling forgotten to the floor. He pushed Duo against the sink, creating a wet line against Duo's back where the water had spilled over a little. His hands roamed everywhere, finally resting one on the small of Duo's back, the other on the back of his neck.

Trowa looked up briefly from his paper to see the reason for the sudden silence. It was just a glance at first, but he took a few seconds longer then he should have. The dark smirk grew slowly and he had to hide it behind the paper.

*We could do better,* He thought.

Trowa looked back to the paper but glanced back up a minute later.

*Don't the need to breathe?*

He shifted uncomfortably.

*I need to call Zechs.*

He sat up, folded his paper and walked out quickly, leaving his bowl behind.

~()~

Wufei and Duo broke away and gasped for breath. Wufei picked up his things, slinging the satchel over his shoulder and sticking the breakfast bar -still wrapped- in his mouth. He reached up a hand and caressed Duo's cheek lightly, running his fingers along his jaw.

Duo smiled. "Have a good day," he said brightly.

Wufei smiled slightly around the bar and walked out.

When the door swung closed behind Wufei, Duo growled. He wiped his hand over his mouth and spat in the sink.

~()~

Heero sat casually on a bench, conveniently hidden from the other side of the street by a few low bushes and a tree. Wufei sat at a table in a small café, sipping at an ice tea and looking around, obviously waiting for someone.

Heero held a book in his hand, pretending to read and glancing up every once in a while.

He waited about five minutes. Finally, the person Wufei was waiting for arrived. Someone was standing in the way, all Heero could see was Wufei smile and stand, then he couldn't see him a moment until he sat back down. The person moved in front of him moved and Heero could see Wufei's guest.

The person was blond, but blond hair isn't uncommon, it could have been anyone. The person was small, short and thin looking from this distance.

Heero wrestled with what to do next. This person could very well be a friend of his, or a co-worker. He needed to wait it out and see just how friendly Wufei's guest was.

~()~

Quatre sat down and smiled brightly, almost blindingly so. Wufei smiled back, though not as big.

"What did you need to tell me?" Wufei asked as soon as he was settled.

Quatre let out his breath and looked up. "I've decided to move back," He said.

Wufei placed his hand over Quatre's. "That's great Quatre. We would love to have you."

~()~

Heero clenched his jaw. Wufei had just put his hand over the person's hand.

*Don't jump to conclusions,* he told himself firmly.

The blonde started talking excitedly, Wufei laughing every once in a while. Wufei's guest settled down when their food came and they eat in what looked like silence, but Heero couldn't be sure. They were finishing up their lunch, talking and drinking their iced tea as the table was cleared.

The blonde's excited hand motions started again, but Wufei said something and it dropped its hands. It ran a hand through its hair and said something, Wufei answered and the blonde covered its face. Wufei stood up quickly, moving to the mysterious person and holding it, rocking back and forth.

Heero's face darkened.

He'd been out with Duo and Wufei. When Duo would try to cuddle, or take his hand, any sign of affection in public was taken for a little while and then, with some excuse or another, Wufei would break the contact. Duo took at well; he said that Wufei just wasn't comfortable with showing affection in public.

Now as Heero watched the couple his stomach turned. Wufei was holding someone else in public, comforting them without a second thought as to who could be watching.

Heero growled. Nobody hurt Duo. No one hurt his best friend like that without payment.

*No!* Heero forced himself to stay calm. *You will talk this out with Duo first.*

Heero turned his attention back to the couple.

*Besides,* he thought. *Maybe they're just close friends.*

Wufei and the blonde were getting up. The latter was now calm and from what it looked like, was back to its cheerful self. Heero still wasn't sure about the sex of Wufei's guest, something he should find out, for Duo's sake.

He stood up and walked closer, pretending to be passing by. He stopped at a newspaper vending machine and bought one, or pretended to anyway.

Wufei and his lunch date walked out of the small café. Indeed, the blonde was back to its usual self, it was laughing lightly. Heero knew that laugh. Risking his cover he looked up quickly, just as the two embraced.

Wufei and Quatre pulled back after a while, it seemed like they'd hugged forever. Wufei, who was facing Heero, was smiling.

"I'm so glad you've finally decided," he said. "I really hated all the secrecy."

"I'm glad too," Quatre said.

Heero felt rage burning in his heart. The outside world dissolved as Heero's thoughts raced. Everything fit together. *A lie. It was all a lie. They tricked me, they tricked Duo...and Quatre...Quatre never even...*

The hate was threaded with pain; he'd never felt so betrayed. Heero left quickly, forgetting about the paper he'd already paid for.

~()~

"I have to get back to work," Wufei said.

Quatre nodded and reached into his coat. He drew out a white envelope and gave it to Wufei.

"Could you please give this to Heero?" he asked. "It's to apologize. Don't give me that look! I'll only come back if he wants me to."

Wufei nodded and pocketed the envelope. "Even if he doesn't..." he trailed off.

Quatre shook his head. "I'll keep in touch with you, and the others, but I can't stay if he doesn't want me to."

"I've said thi-" Wufei started.

"You've said it before; he doesn't deserve me," Quatre finished with a smile. "Thank you."

Wufei sighed and put a hand on Quatre's shoulder, squeezing gently before letting go.

"I hope..." he said. "I hope everything turns out well."

"Me too," Quatre said with a sigh.

~()~

Duo paced the floor in front of the door.

*Heero should be back soon...right?*

He played with his collar then switched to chewing on the end of his braid. He let out an angry 'ah!' before running and flopping down on the couch. He'd worried himself sick for what seemed like hours.

The door clicked.

Duo ran to it and met Heero's cold gaze.

"Sit down," Heero said quietly.

That scared Duo. Heero was being quiet, downright gentle. His stomach flipped as he sat down on the couch, Heero sitting on the chair across from him.

"What did you find?" Duo was afraid to know, but needed to.

~()~

Heero took a moment to answer; he wasn't sure how to put it.

"I followed Wufei to a café around twelve," he began as if he were doing a report. "Around twelve-thirty a man entered the restaurant, and met with Wufei...I'm not sure, but I think they hugged."

Heero was watching Duo carefully, but the braided man showed no sign of emotion, he was just listening intently.

"They ate lunch," Heero continued. "Near the end of the meal, Wufei said something I couldn't hear and the man started to cry...Wufei comforted him, another hug."

No response from Duo.

"They left soon after. They embraced outside of the cafe. I was closer at the time and could hear their conversation. Wufei said that the man had made some kind of a decision, and that he was glad because he was tired of all the secrecy. My guess is that he must have been the one you overheard."

Duo nodded.

"I-" Heero stopped. This was the hardest part of all, not just for Duo, but for himself as well. "I know who the man was."

Duo tilted his head slightly. "You recognized him? Do I know him?"

"Yes, very well. Duo, I'm sorry, but it was Quatre."

Duo paused a moment as the information slowly sank in. He stood up quickly and turned to the wall, wrapping his arms around himself.

Heero stood up and put a hand on his shoulder.

Duo chuckled. "Well that could mean anything...right?"

"I'm sorry, Duo..."

"It's not true," Duo said.

"Duo-"

"It's not!" Duo turned around, rage and a faint hint of fear in his eyes. "You were mistaken. It's a misunderstanding. It's not true! I trust 'Fei, I trust Quatre, they wouldn't..." Duo choked. He swallowed and calmed down. "Wufei would never do something like that. Thank you for your help Heero, but you were mistaken."

Heero grabbed Duo's shoulders and jerked him slightly.

"Listen Duo!" he said. "I know what I saw. The way they were together..." Heero had to break to get his rage under control. "Wufei hugged him, by his own choice, don't tell me he did the same to you because I've been with you two in public."

Duo looked away.

"And I know what I heard, and you know what you heard. I'm sorry Duo, but it's true. Wufei is cheating on you, with Quatre."

Duo looked back at him, all the rage was gone from his eyes, and he looked drained.

"That bastard," He whispered before tears over came him and he collapsed into Heero's arms.

"We'll kill him," Heero said, holding his best friend tighter.

To his surprise, Duo nodded.

~()~

Wufei put his hand on the doorknob. He felt relieved and free for the first time in months. Soon the secret would be out and he could spend more time with Duo. He felt bad about having to lie. And the little time they spent together seemed odd and strained.

*Except for this morning,* Wufei thought, a smirk tugging at his lips.

He reached into his jacket and pulled out the envelope Quatre had given him. All of the sneaking around would be over as soon as he gave it to Heero, he could leave with Duo right after and tell him everything.

Wufei sighed and opened the door, stepped into the house and closed it behind him. He threw his keys and jacket on the floor. There would be hell to pay if Trowa found the mess before he had a chance to clean it up, but that didn't matter. Right now, all that mattered was Duo.

The house was dark, which was odd. Wufei wondered if they were all upstairs.

He walked in to the living room and found Duo was sitting in one of the armchairs. He looked...odd. Wufei looked closer to see he was staring into nothing, a blank expression on his face. There were tear tracks on his face, though he wasn't crying now. Heero was leaning on the wall near Duo. Heero's eyes had been closed but snapped open when Wufei walked in.

"Duo," Heero said quietly.

Duo turned his head towards Heero slowly, but his eyes caught Wufei and rested there, his face blank.

Wufei was confused, -to say the least- what was wrong with them?

Heero pushed off of the wall and walked towards Wufei, his features were cold and solid, and every muscle was clenched tight. Before Wufei could react, Heero drew back his fist and threw a crushing blow right at Wufei's face. It landed straight on his nose, breaking it with a sickening crunch. Wufei flew back and through the door to the kitchen, it swung closed behind him.

In shock, Wufei reached a hand up and gently touched his nose. He winced and drew back his hand, it was covered in blood, and he could feel the warm liquid flowing over his mouth. He wiped his lips with the back of his hand and stood up.

He hit the door and it swung open. Heero was standing calmly behind the chair Duo was sitting in.

"What the hell was that for, Yuy?!" Wufei yelled.

Heero glared at him. "Get out."

"What do you mean?! I'm not leaving! Why the hell did you hit me?!"

"Get. Out. Now," Heero said slowly. "Or I swear, I will kill you." his voice burned with barely suppressed rage.

Wufei looked to Duo, who just stared back, eyes blank and unfeeling.

"Duo-" he started.

"Leave, Wufei," Duo said coldly.

Wufei flinched at his tone; he'd heard it before. Sometimes, when Duo was fighting, he heard him use it. It was then when the title 'God of Death' fit him the most. Duo was dangerously calm right now, for the first time in his life, Wufei was afraid of his lover.

Without another word, Wufei turned and left.

~()~

Trowa watched the whole thing from the top of the stairs.

*Did I miss something?*

He'd been planning on meeting with Zechs when he'd heard the commotion. He looked back to his room.

*Maybe if I went out the window...*

He was 'dressed up' at the moment. He'd thought everyone would be in bed already since it was a weeknight. He was going to call in sick tomorrow and tell the others that something had come up with Catherine. He sighed and went to his room.

He opened his window when he got there and looked down, smirking slightly he kicked off. Turning an easy spin and then straighten out before landing softly on the grass.

Trowa stood and looked towards the house. No sign of trouble. He smirked again and walked into the shadows.

~()~

Zechs waited as patiently as possible for Trowa to arrive. In the back of his mind he wondered if the people who lived in the house that he and Trowa usually met in front of minded or even knew of their...activities.

Trowa emerged from the shadows near him. Zechs smirked his greeting and noticed the urgency that shown in Trowa's eyes. Without warning, when the younger man reached him, Trowa pinned him against the car in a passion filled kiss.

Zechs didn't object, though he was curious as to his lover's unusual eagerness. His curiosity heightened when Trowa's black-nailed hand slid over the front of his black leather pants. Suppressing the urge to just take the demented clown right then, Zechs pushed him away slightly, still keeping him tantalizingly close.

"Not that I mind the attention," Zechs started. "But why did you need to see me to soon. I realize now that that was probably a pointless question."

Trowa nodded and pressed up against the slightly taller man. "I need you," he growled into Zechs' ear. "Now."

With no need for further prompting, Zechs pulled Trowa as close as possible, crushing their lips together. With one free hand Zechs opened the car door.

Trowa stopped and pulled away. "Damn," he whispered.

"What is it?" Zechs asked breathlessly.

Trowa looked from the car, to his lover, then back.

"I'm really not looking forward to the car again. Do you realize that we've only twice not slept in the car?"

Zechs smirked and chewed at Trowa's ear. "But koi, we've never once slept in the car."

"That's not the point," Trowa growled, suppressing a moan as Zechs dipped his tongue in his ear.

Zechs pulled back.

"Where do you suppose we go? I can't exactly drive like this." he ground their hips together to prove his point.

Trowa griped Zechs' arms and had to take a moment until he could answer. "Neither can I," he finally managed to croak out. He looked back to where he'd come. "Well there's always..."

Zechs looked to where Trowa was looking. "We could get caught," he said.

"It is dangerous," Trowa agreed.

"Someone could hear us," Zechs said.

"It would be a big risk."

"So it's agreed?" Zechs asked, the evil smirk playing on his lips.

"Follow me."

~()~

Trowa made his way silently up the stairs, Zechs in tow. He checked Duo and Heero's rooms on the way. Both doors were closed. He turned and nodded to Zechs before tilting his head in the direction of his room. Zechs nodded back and then moved on.

Once the door was quietly closed behind them Trowa pounced. They striped each other in a matter of seconds and fell onto Trowa's bed.

The bare contact making Trowa shudder as Zechs rolled easily on top. He looked down at the half lidded Trowa. Propping himself up with one arm he ran a tinted fingernail down Trowa's cheek, running a line to his lips. His finger paused there briefly before replacing it with a soft kiss.

"What you do to me, Trowa Barton..." he whispered as he pulled away.

They could pretend all they wanted, but when it came down to it, this is how it was. Zechs was always extremely gentle when it came to love making. Foreplay was one thing, but Trowa knew that Zechs would never hurt him if he could prevent it.

"I love you," Trowa whispered.

"And I you." Zechs leaned down and kissed him gently again.

~()~

Heero woke halfway. He was in the stage between sleep and being awake, where you're aware but not able to move yet. There was a noise from outside his room. The soldier in him kicked in and he was in his doorway with a gun in his hand before he could see properly. He glanced at the clock; it was a little past three. He got ready and opened his door.

He slowed his breathing and listened. There it was, noises were coming from...

Heero rolled his eyes and started to go back to his room. They were coming from Trowa's room. Heero started to climb back into bed when the thought struck him.

*Who the hell is with Trowa?*

It seemed so...odd. Trowa had never said anything or brought anyone home before, as far as he knew, Trowa hadn't even left the house that day.

What if...?

Heero quickly got out of bed and silently made his way to Duo's room. The one he used to share with Wufei.

Heero cracked open Duo's door and sighed with relief. Duo was in his own bed sleeping, though he looked troubled. Heero closed the door again and mentally hit himself. Duo wasn't the type to jump into bed with someone just to make Wufei jealous.

Then who...

Heero fought with himself over going to see who it was...

*It's none of your business.*

*But this is Trowa we're talking about.*

*It doesn't matter.*

Heero finally decided it was a matter of security to know who it was and silently made his way to the door. He pressed an ear against it. There were soft moans and heavy breathing but he couldn't tell who it was.

"Oh...God...Zechs..." he heard Trowa say softly.

Heero backed up quickly.

*No. No, that's impossible...they...no.*

An idea accrued to him and he placed an ear to the door again. Yes, all he could hear was Trowa, so it could just be...

Heero stepped away and coughed.

*Well, what Trowa does in his own time is his business.*

Heero looked back to the door then shook his head.

*I need sleep... or alcohol...yes, lots of booze.*

Heero left the hallway and went to find his "stash".

To be continued...

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Nikki: ::finishes the 'I Suck' song with a sigh:: yes, this is odd. Oh! By the way, I'm still pretty new to citrus, hope it turned out okay, though it's only a little lime-y. So um, sorry to Wufei for having Heero punch him and sorry to Duo for making him hate Wufei and so-

Link: I think they get it.

Nikki: oh, heh, right. So anyway ^_^;;; let me know what ya think! Oh, and if you felt like you were missing something in the beginning, when Quatre was telling Wufei about something, well, ya are ^_^;; it's explained in the next chapter, which is an optional side-story thingy...yeah.
Matta ne!
Nikki :-P