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Summary: Its Christmas time, so lets party at Quatre's mansion! But, despite the Christmas spirit, Quatre and Heero are both feeling depressed and alone. Can they help each other? RnR please!!!
Couplings: 1x4, 2x3 and 5xS. The 2x3 paring is for Bubblegum Thai who loves that paring! Mentioning of 1x2 and 3x4. . .and yeah you will just have to read it!
Warnings: Shounen Ai, swearing, and Relena bashing!
Silent Night
Chapter three - Sugar makes the heart grow fonder
"Heero!" Quatre called across the room. "Please.listen to me!" Heero stopped and turned towards the small blonde.
"Why the hell should I? You.you fooled me! You made me believe that you loved me." Heero said, looking into Quatre's aqua-marine eyes with hurt and anger. He was beginning to find it hard to believe that just a few moments ago; he had looked into those same orbs with ecstasy and love. "Just leave me alone. Go away. Trowa probably needs you." He hissed, turning away once more and starting off away from the Arab boy.
"Please Heero. It was innocent. Nothing! I don't love Trowa, he doesn't love me! Trowa really loves Duo, and Heero, I love you." Quatre pleaded. Heero froze, clenching his fists tightly.
"You have a very strange way of showing it Quatre." Heero growled.
"Heero! It was a mistake!" Heero spun around again,
"A mistake? I really doubt that you fell and Trowa caught you with his lips!" Heero grumbled, shaking his head slightly. "Just stop all this lying to me Quatre! You have been doing it all night! You lied about loving me and you are lying about kissing Trowa."
"I am NOT lying! I wouldn't lie to you." Quatre said his voice cracking. Tears began to well in the corners of his eyes. "Please. . . I will do anything to make you believe that I love you and I need you." He pleaded, tears beginning to escape down his cheeks. Heero stared at him in silence for moment before continuing to walk away. Quatre closed his eyes and staggered over to a nearby chair, collapsing into it, and buried his face with his hands.
***
Duo sat at the dining room table, staring off into nothingness. He traced his fingers over the edge of his glass, sighing heavily, the scene playing over and over in his mind. "Where did I go wrong?" he asked himself aloud.
"Duo?"
"Leave me alone Trowa!" Duo snapped.
"No. Not until I talk to you."
"There is NOTHING you can say to me right now that will make this better. Now just go. You have caused enough damage for one lifetime."
"Duo . . . it was a completely innocent under the mistletoe kiss. There was no emotion behind it . . . I swear!" Trowa sighed. "Please Duo, can you forgive me?"
"How can I?" Duo croaked. "You went back to . . . him! You're ex! And right after he finally found happiness. You obviously didn't know about how Quatre felt about Heero . . . and right after . . . you two kiss! Can Quatre not make up his mind?"
"It was my fault." Trowa said suddenly. "I noticed we were under the mistletoe, I asked him if he wanted a kiss, he was reluctant, and, yeah!" he said quickly, dropping to his knees beside Duo. "But, please Duo . . ."
"Is what you're telling me supposed to make me feel better?"
"No Duo. It isn't. But I am being honest with you. I hope that . . ."
"You hope that what? I will just forget everything?"
"No. I just want you to give me another chance. I want another time to prove to you that I truly love you. I'm an idiot, Duo. Please Duo . . ." Trowa pleaded. Duo stared into Trowa's olive eyes. Duo moved his hand down to Trowa's and laced their fingers together.
"How can I ever trust you again?"
"You can because . . . well . . . I don't know. But Duo . . . if you can give me another chance, then, you can gain that trust again." A smile crept across Duo's face and he moved his other hand and placed it on the side of Trowa's face. "Trowa . . . I love you." Duo whispered before capturing Trowa's lips with his own and moved his tongue across Trowa's parted lips and entwined their tongues together in a forgiving kiss. The moved back from each other and stared at each other.
"So, you . . . forgive me?" he asked quietly. Duo smirked,
"I have no choice. You're addictive!" Duo giggled. Trowa smiled and leant up, kissing Duo yet again.
***
Heero wondered up the stairs to the second floor of the Arabic mansion. He made his way to the room he had been given while he stayed there. All the pilots had been given their own rooms (or in Duo and Trowa's case, they shared one). Heero opened the door, which gave a slight creak when it swung on its hinges. He closed it quickly behind him and leant against the door. "Stupid Quatre." Heero grumbled. He walked towards the unmade bed and collapsed, his legs swinging over the edge. He grabbed a near by pillow, and threw it towards the ceiling. It fell onto his face, but Heero did not move.
Knock knock
"Who are you and what do you want?" came Heero's muffled reply.
"It's Trowa . . . can I talk to you?"
"Fuck off Trowa. Go find Quatre. I'm sure you two will be oh so happy together!" Heero replied sarcastically, finally moving the pillow off of his face.
"Heero . . . I need to explain . . . for Quatre's sake . . ." Trowa called through the closed door.
"Whatever he told you to say, I don't want to hear it." Heero growled.
Trowa sighed heavily, "I haven't spoken to Quatre.not since earlier. I am trying to talk to you.just me.no other influence!" Heero sighed; he decided to let the uni-banged clown in, just so he would eventually leave him alone. Heero pulled himself up into a slouched, but still upright position and moved across the room, grabbing his gun, and opening the door.
"Whatever you have to say..make it quick Trowa." Heero hissed, holding the gun between the two.
***
"Hey Quat'." Duo mumbled as he approached the small blonde.
"Oh Duo.you must hate me." Quatre sobbed, his face still buried in his hands.
"You would think that, wouldn't you?" Duo chuckled. Quatre looked up at Duo,
"You.you don't hate me?"
"Nah.everything has been explained.and Trowa and I are okay." Quatre smiled weakly,
"I wish Heero would be that way. He won't listen to me."
"Trowa has gone to talk to him.out of his own free will. Maybe, if we are lucky, Heero won't kill Trowa." Duo laughed. Quatre grinned slightly before sighing.
"But Duo..I am sorry."
"Look, lets just forget it ever happened, okay?" "Okay then." Quatre replied quietly, eyes darting around the room. "Where are Heero and Trowa?"
"Upstairs I think." Duo answered quickly. "Be right back." He said, walking over to the Christmas tree. He approached Quatre with a red and white striped candy cane. "Sugar makes everyone feel better!" he grinned. Quatre took it and smiled,
"Thanks Duo." He said simply, unwrapping the plastic around the bottom of it. He sighed as he moved the peppermint sweet across his lips.
"Okay.I think I got through to him." said Trowa as he approached the two. "I talked to him, explained everything at gunpoint, and, he seems calmer." He paused, "Go talk to him." Quatre looked up at Trowa with admiration,
"Thank you so much Trowa." He said as he stood.
"Go Quatre! Go get him!" Duo cheered. Quatre blushed slightly before walking towards the stair case. He placed his non candy cane wielding hand onto the barrister, and slowly but surely, made his way towards the closed bedroom door. He knocked softly,
"H.Heero?" He asked, his voice shaking.
"Yes Quatre?"
"Ca.Can I come in please?"
"Yes." Was Heero's simple reply. Quatre took another deep breath and turned the door knob slowly. He stepped inside the dimly lit room and softly shut the door behind him.
"Hi." Quatre mumbled, gnawing on the candy cane nervously,
"Hello." Heero replied with a soft smile.
"Look, about earlier." Quatre began,
"Quatre! You don't need to explain anything. Trowa has done that already." Heero interrupted, standing up and approaching the blonde Arab. He stopped in the a few inches from the bed, but close enough to see Quatre, "So, what's done is done. No changing it. But, I forgive you Quatre." Quatre smiled,
"You do?" He asked excitedly, finally taking the sweet out of his mouth. Heero nodded,
"Where's mine?" He asked, looking at the Christmasy confection in Quatre's hand. Quatre smiled,
"On the tree. Duo gave this to me.said sugar makes anyone feel better." Quatre giggled. "Want some?" He asked, holding it out towards him. Heero took it from Quatre with a wicked smirk. Heero placed the tip of it between his lips, rolling it back and forth, and then placed it further into his mouth. He wrapped his tongue around the slim, sugary cylinder. Heero removed the candy cane from his mouth, but continued to lick its surface, and replaced hit between his lips until Quatre could not bear to watch any longer. He grabbed the peppermint cane from Heero's mouth and replaced it with his tongue, kissing him passionately. The shock of the sudden kiss and pressure from Quatre's body caused Heero to become unbalanced, and fell backwards, onto the bed, Quatre still attached to him. Finally, Quatre moved his lips only centimetres away from Heero's,
"I love you Heero." Quatre breathed.
"I.love you too." Heero panted.
"We.we need to go back to the party." Quatre said, still trying to regain his breath.
"They won't miss us for a while." Heero replied quickly, staring into Quatre's eyes with lust and desire.
"Okay." Quatre replied before recapturing Heero's lips for a quick kiss, before his mouth moved, leaving a trail with his tongue down to Heero's neck.
***
That's as far as I'm writing on that little scene! RnR please!!!
Summary: Its Christmas time, so lets party at Quatre's mansion! But, despite the Christmas spirit, Quatre and Heero are both feeling depressed and alone. Can they help each other? RnR please!!!
Couplings: 1x4, 2x3 and 5xS. The 2x3 paring is for Bubblegum Thai who loves that paring! Mentioning of 1x2 and 3x4. . .and yeah you will just have to read it!
Warnings: Shounen Ai, swearing, and Relena bashing!
Silent Night
Chapter three - Sugar makes the heart grow fonder
"Heero!" Quatre called across the room. "Please.listen to me!" Heero stopped and turned towards the small blonde.
"Why the hell should I? You.you fooled me! You made me believe that you loved me." Heero said, looking into Quatre's aqua-marine eyes with hurt and anger. He was beginning to find it hard to believe that just a few moments ago; he had looked into those same orbs with ecstasy and love. "Just leave me alone. Go away. Trowa probably needs you." He hissed, turning away once more and starting off away from the Arab boy.
"Please Heero. It was innocent. Nothing! I don't love Trowa, he doesn't love me! Trowa really loves Duo, and Heero, I love you." Quatre pleaded. Heero froze, clenching his fists tightly.
"You have a very strange way of showing it Quatre." Heero growled.
"Heero! It was a mistake!" Heero spun around again,
"A mistake? I really doubt that you fell and Trowa caught you with his lips!" Heero grumbled, shaking his head slightly. "Just stop all this lying to me Quatre! You have been doing it all night! You lied about loving me and you are lying about kissing Trowa."
"I am NOT lying! I wouldn't lie to you." Quatre said his voice cracking. Tears began to well in the corners of his eyes. "Please. . . I will do anything to make you believe that I love you and I need you." He pleaded, tears beginning to escape down his cheeks. Heero stared at him in silence for moment before continuing to walk away. Quatre closed his eyes and staggered over to a nearby chair, collapsing into it, and buried his face with his hands.
***
Duo sat at the dining room table, staring off into nothingness. He traced his fingers over the edge of his glass, sighing heavily, the scene playing over and over in his mind. "Where did I go wrong?" he asked himself aloud.
"Duo?"
"Leave me alone Trowa!" Duo snapped.
"No. Not until I talk to you."
"There is NOTHING you can say to me right now that will make this better. Now just go. You have caused enough damage for one lifetime."
"Duo . . . it was a completely innocent under the mistletoe kiss. There was no emotion behind it . . . I swear!" Trowa sighed. "Please Duo, can you forgive me?"
"How can I?" Duo croaked. "You went back to . . . him! You're ex! And right after he finally found happiness. You obviously didn't know about how Quatre felt about Heero . . . and right after . . . you two kiss! Can Quatre not make up his mind?"
"It was my fault." Trowa said suddenly. "I noticed we were under the mistletoe, I asked him if he wanted a kiss, he was reluctant, and, yeah!" he said quickly, dropping to his knees beside Duo. "But, please Duo . . ."
"Is what you're telling me supposed to make me feel better?"
"No Duo. It isn't. But I am being honest with you. I hope that . . ."
"You hope that what? I will just forget everything?"
"No. I just want you to give me another chance. I want another time to prove to you that I truly love you. I'm an idiot, Duo. Please Duo . . ." Trowa pleaded. Duo stared into Trowa's olive eyes. Duo moved his hand down to Trowa's and laced their fingers together.
"How can I ever trust you again?"
"You can because . . . well . . . I don't know. But Duo . . . if you can give me another chance, then, you can gain that trust again." A smile crept across Duo's face and he moved his other hand and placed it on the side of Trowa's face. "Trowa . . . I love you." Duo whispered before capturing Trowa's lips with his own and moved his tongue across Trowa's parted lips and entwined their tongues together in a forgiving kiss. The moved back from each other and stared at each other.
"So, you . . . forgive me?" he asked quietly. Duo smirked,
"I have no choice. You're addictive!" Duo giggled. Trowa smiled and leant up, kissing Duo yet again.
***
Heero wondered up the stairs to the second floor of the Arabic mansion. He made his way to the room he had been given while he stayed there. All the pilots had been given their own rooms (or in Duo and Trowa's case, they shared one). Heero opened the door, which gave a slight creak when it swung on its hinges. He closed it quickly behind him and leant against the door. "Stupid Quatre." Heero grumbled. He walked towards the unmade bed and collapsed, his legs swinging over the edge. He grabbed a near by pillow, and threw it towards the ceiling. It fell onto his face, but Heero did not move.
Knock knock
"Who are you and what do you want?" came Heero's muffled reply.
"It's Trowa . . . can I talk to you?"
"Fuck off Trowa. Go find Quatre. I'm sure you two will be oh so happy together!" Heero replied sarcastically, finally moving the pillow off of his face.
"Heero . . . I need to explain . . . for Quatre's sake . . ." Trowa called through the closed door.
"Whatever he told you to say, I don't want to hear it." Heero growled.
Trowa sighed heavily, "I haven't spoken to Quatre.not since earlier. I am trying to talk to you.just me.no other influence!" Heero sighed; he decided to let the uni-banged clown in, just so he would eventually leave him alone. Heero pulled himself up into a slouched, but still upright position and moved across the room, grabbing his gun, and opening the door.
"Whatever you have to say..make it quick Trowa." Heero hissed, holding the gun between the two.
***
"Hey Quat'." Duo mumbled as he approached the small blonde.
"Oh Duo.you must hate me." Quatre sobbed, his face still buried in his hands.
"You would think that, wouldn't you?" Duo chuckled. Quatre looked up at Duo,
"You.you don't hate me?"
"Nah.everything has been explained.and Trowa and I are okay." Quatre smiled weakly,
"I wish Heero would be that way. He won't listen to me."
"Trowa has gone to talk to him.out of his own free will. Maybe, if we are lucky, Heero won't kill Trowa." Duo laughed. Quatre grinned slightly before sighing.
"But Duo..I am sorry."
"Look, lets just forget it ever happened, okay?" "Okay then." Quatre replied quietly, eyes darting around the room. "Where are Heero and Trowa?"
"Upstairs I think." Duo answered quickly. "Be right back." He said, walking over to the Christmas tree. He approached Quatre with a red and white striped candy cane. "Sugar makes everyone feel better!" he grinned. Quatre took it and smiled,
"Thanks Duo." He said simply, unwrapping the plastic around the bottom of it. He sighed as he moved the peppermint sweet across his lips.
"Okay.I think I got through to him." said Trowa as he approached the two. "I talked to him, explained everything at gunpoint, and, he seems calmer." He paused, "Go talk to him." Quatre looked up at Trowa with admiration,
"Thank you so much Trowa." He said as he stood.
"Go Quatre! Go get him!" Duo cheered. Quatre blushed slightly before walking towards the stair case. He placed his non candy cane wielding hand onto the barrister, and slowly but surely, made his way towards the closed bedroom door. He knocked softly,
"H.Heero?" He asked, his voice shaking.
"Yes Quatre?"
"Ca.Can I come in please?"
"Yes." Was Heero's simple reply. Quatre took another deep breath and turned the door knob slowly. He stepped inside the dimly lit room and softly shut the door behind him.
"Hi." Quatre mumbled, gnawing on the candy cane nervously,
"Hello." Heero replied with a soft smile.
"Look, about earlier." Quatre began,
"Quatre! You don't need to explain anything. Trowa has done that already." Heero interrupted, standing up and approaching the blonde Arab. He stopped in the a few inches from the bed, but close enough to see Quatre, "So, what's done is done. No changing it. But, I forgive you Quatre." Quatre smiled,
"You do?" He asked excitedly, finally taking the sweet out of his mouth. Heero nodded,
"Where's mine?" He asked, looking at the Christmasy confection in Quatre's hand. Quatre smiled,
"On the tree. Duo gave this to me.said sugar makes anyone feel better." Quatre giggled. "Want some?" He asked, holding it out towards him. Heero took it from Quatre with a wicked smirk. Heero placed the tip of it between his lips, rolling it back and forth, and then placed it further into his mouth. He wrapped his tongue around the slim, sugary cylinder. Heero removed the candy cane from his mouth, but continued to lick its surface, and replaced hit between his lips until Quatre could not bear to watch any longer. He grabbed the peppermint cane from Heero's mouth and replaced it with his tongue, kissing him passionately. The shock of the sudden kiss and pressure from Quatre's body caused Heero to become unbalanced, and fell backwards, onto the bed, Quatre still attached to him. Finally, Quatre moved his lips only centimetres away from Heero's,
"I love you Heero." Quatre breathed.
"I.love you too." Heero panted.
"We.we need to go back to the party." Quatre said, still trying to regain his breath.
"They won't miss us for a while." Heero replied quickly, staring into Quatre's eyes with lust and desire.
"Okay." Quatre replied before recapturing Heero's lips for a quick kiss, before his mouth moved, leaving a trail with his tongue down to Heero's neck.
***
That's as far as I'm writing on that little scene! RnR please!!!
