I do not own Gundam Wing or any of the characters from that show,
(but we like to pretend don't we)
for your pleasure:
Pairings: 1x2x5 3x4 (although I don't even think they'll show up in this)
Rating: let's hope for NC-17 ne? But this parts still G
Multi-part!
Warning!!!!!!
There's YAOI in here, male on male relationships! Explicit Sex as a possibility, definite male threesomes, and the Characters doing all this Nasty Stuff are underage! You are warned, so don't say I didn't tell you.
As always, review like a crazy person!
*thoughts*
Misery Loves
By Belleluna
PART TWO
*Third person POV*
*Sigh, his arm's around my shoulders again. All this physical contact is starting to wear on my defenses. (I should probably anylyze that last thought, but I'm gonna leave that issue alone.) Heero's started glaring at me too. Sigh again, now I'm gonna get beat up by the perfect solder. Such is life.*
As they had walked down the hallway to the briefing session after their impromptu bonding, Duo kept brushing up against Wufei, making casual contact. And Wufei took careful notice everytime, but Duo never said a word, he was quite content to remain quiet for once, then when they reached the staging room, his exhuberent personality was back, and he was talking non-stop once more.
Since that day though, he kept up the routine of contact. He'd hug Wufei, grab his hand, lean against him, or throw his arm around the Chinese boy's neck whenever he felt like it. Wufei had never had a friend before, and he'd never had anything close to this kind of contact with people. After the initial shock had worn off he could deal with it, brace himself for it, but it was beginning to affect his buried emotions.
*Not to mention the fact that Heero is beginning to notice as well, and will soon kill me*
They had just finished a co-op mission, a few hours long only, and on their walk back from the MS warehouse Duo had started up his chatter and grabbed Wufei, who he carried along with him. That's when Heero had started that menacing glare, and he'd kept it up since they had returned home and Wufei went back to reading his discarded book.
Sometimes he wondered at the strange relationship between Duo and Heero, it didn't seem like they'd suit one another, but as a couple, you could see it. The warm glances Heero gave Duo when he thought no one saw, and the way Duo tried to bring more happiness into his boyfriend's life. They were perfect, they fit. Sometimes Wufei wished he would fit, with any one.
*But I am a Gundam pilot, my life is not my own, not like theirs. I am the job, I am the revenge, I am the bringer of peace for the spirit of Meilan, and I cannot fail my quest. First the job, then peace. Perhaps I wish for love, but that is weak, I am alone, and so it shall always be.*
Wufei smiled wistfully to himself, *perhaps by the end of all this I'll get one of the guys to put a bullet in my brain, so that I don't have to wait for the lonliness to kill me.*
He never noticed Heero's death-glare change to an expression of speculation as he saw the sad, resigned look pass over Wufei's expressionless mask.
(but we like to pretend don't we)
for your pleasure:
Pairings: 1x2x5 3x4 (although I don't even think they'll show up in this)
Rating: let's hope for NC-17 ne? But this parts still G
Multi-part!
Warning!!!!!!
There's YAOI in here, male on male relationships! Explicit Sex as a possibility, definite male threesomes, and the Characters doing all this Nasty Stuff are underage! You are warned, so don't say I didn't tell you.
As always, review like a crazy person!
*thoughts*
Misery Loves
By Belleluna
PART TWO
*Third person POV*
*Sigh, his arm's around my shoulders again. All this physical contact is starting to wear on my defenses. (I should probably anylyze that last thought, but I'm gonna leave that issue alone.) Heero's started glaring at me too. Sigh again, now I'm gonna get beat up by the perfect solder. Such is life.*
As they had walked down the hallway to the briefing session after their impromptu bonding, Duo kept brushing up against Wufei, making casual contact. And Wufei took careful notice everytime, but Duo never said a word, he was quite content to remain quiet for once, then when they reached the staging room, his exhuberent personality was back, and he was talking non-stop once more.
Since that day though, he kept up the routine of contact. He'd hug Wufei, grab his hand, lean against him, or throw his arm around the Chinese boy's neck whenever he felt like it. Wufei had never had a friend before, and he'd never had anything close to this kind of contact with people. After the initial shock had worn off he could deal with it, brace himself for it, but it was beginning to affect his buried emotions.
*Not to mention the fact that Heero is beginning to notice as well, and will soon kill me*
They had just finished a co-op mission, a few hours long only, and on their walk back from the MS warehouse Duo had started up his chatter and grabbed Wufei, who he carried along with him. That's when Heero had started that menacing glare, and he'd kept it up since they had returned home and Wufei went back to reading his discarded book.
Sometimes he wondered at the strange relationship between Duo and Heero, it didn't seem like they'd suit one another, but as a couple, you could see it. The warm glances Heero gave Duo when he thought no one saw, and the way Duo tried to bring more happiness into his boyfriend's life. They were perfect, they fit. Sometimes Wufei wished he would fit, with any one.
*But I am a Gundam pilot, my life is not my own, not like theirs. I am the job, I am the revenge, I am the bringer of peace for the spirit of Meilan, and I cannot fail my quest. First the job, then peace. Perhaps I wish for love, but that is weak, I am alone, and so it shall always be.*
Wufei smiled wistfully to himself, *perhaps by the end of all this I'll get one of the guys to put a bullet in my brain, so that I don't have to wait for the lonliness to kill me.*
He never noticed Heero's death-glare change to an expression of speculation as he saw the sad, resigned look pass over Wufei's expressionless mask.