Ch.10 up! I'm back, minna! I bet you guys aren't glad to see me. Oh, well....Anyway, this is the last chapter before the last chapter before the epilogue, k? Did that make sense? Whatever. Oh, and Tashue-chan, thank you for the info on duo. I knew he was from L2, but I'm a baka and typed L1. This chapter is dedicated to you, my other fans (who haven't abandoned me), and my mentor, Selune. Hopefully you'll enjoy this, cuz the story just took a strange twist. ^_^; I was bored.
Chapter Ten: "......"
Heero shook with rage at the laid-back expression on Trowa's face. But he wasn't really angry at his cousin. Trowa couldn't really help being a slut. And from his expression. he didn't even know Quatre was chasing after Heero again.
"Hey, Heero. What are you doing here?" Trowa asked, completely clueless. "How'd you know where Quat's apartment is?" Trowa's eyes narrowed with distrust. "You aren't chasing him again, are you?"
Heero looked at Trowa as if he were an adorably confused puppy. "Do you seriously believe I would chase after Quatre?" he asked, looking as if it wasn't even worth considering. And in truth, it wasn't. The Heero Trowa remembered was strong and clever , and stood up for himself . That Heero would never, ever chase after someone. In fact, people usually chased after him.
"I guess not," Trowa said slowly. He turned to Quatre. "Heero wouldn't chase you, so what is he doing here?"
Quatre looked decidedly uncomfortable. Heero could see the wheels turning rapidly in his head, trying to think of an excuse. Heero decided to relieve him of his burden.
"Before you convenient interrupted my leaving, Quatre here was begging me to come back to him," Heero said smugly, a small smirk lifting the corner of his mouth. "I believe his exact words were: 'I still love you. I never meant to sleep with that little slut. He'd been throwing himself at me for weeks. I couldn't--"
"Nani?" Trowa interrupted, staring at Quatre as if he'd grown an extra head. Heero could already see Trowa's flighty yet surprisingly solid feelings for Quatre crumble.
"H-he's lying, Tro. I would never say that about you. I love--" Quatre began.
"You love him? Well, you're a very loving person, Quatre, because you told me the same not ten minutes ago," Heero said spitefully. "I feel sorry for you, Trowa. He used you, and now he's tired of you. A real tear-jerker. Ne, Quatre?"
"H-hee-chan..." Quatre stammered. Heero turned on him, fire in his blue eyes.
"Hai, anata? Do you need something? Well, gomen, but that particular thing belongs to Duo now. But I'm sure Trowa's still willing. If he doesn't hate you now, that is," Heero taunted. (A/N: For anyone who missed this, Hee-chan's refering to his heart and body.)
Quatre looked frantically at Trowa, then at Heero. He looked panicked. And yet, he slowly calmed, until he was back to his usual, unruffled self. " I understand what you're trying to do, Heero. You know I love Trowa. He doesn't know you've changed, Heero. When you heard I was in town you shouldn't have found my apartment," Quatre said. "I won't take you back. So spouting lies to my boyfriend won't help you any."
Heero stared at Quatre as if he were dillusional. Actually, there was a high chance he was. "Daijoubu desu ka, Quatre? Do you even know what you're saying? You're completely irrational! When youi first cheated on me, did your mind draw its own conclusions too?" He said softly. "Are you crazy?"
Heero was surprised from behind by Trowa, who jumped onto Heero's back, taking them both to the ground. Trowa began to punch Heero wherever he could reach. " Is it crazy to love me?! Is that what you're saying!?" Trowa yelled, tears welling up in his green eyes. He looked as if he'd finally snapped. (A/N: OOC or what...I am so bad. ^_~)
Off to the side, Quatre watched as his ex-boyfriend and his current one fought it out. He smirked. He'd always known that one day he'd be fought over.
"Goddamnit, Heero, saty the fuck still!" Trowa screamed, throwing punches wildly. Heero rolled over, dodging blow after blow. "K'so!" Trowa yelled.. his bare knuckles slamming into the 3rd floor apartment floor. There was a crack, and blood splattered on the unprotected wood. Trowa stared at his crippled hand in abject fascination.
Heero took his chance. Curling his legs under him., he kicked up, sending Trowa flying through the air. The sound of Trowa landing on the apartment floor wasn't heard. Heero sat up and looked about him, then gasped loudly. Right where he had kicked Trowa was an open window. Wide open.
THE END
(A'N: Ya didn't really think it was done, didja ya? course not. You guys are smart. keep on readin')
"Trowa!" Quatre cried, losing all amusement in the situation. He rushed to the window and looked out. His cry of heart wrenching pain was enough totell anyone what he saw. Quatre spun around and stared at Heero woth a sort of wild look to him.
"Uh, Q-quat?" Heero whispered, truly frightened by the look in his eyes.
Quatre's eyes flitted around nervously, as if searching for something. Not seeing what he was looking for, Quatre began to laugh. Loud, maniacal spurts of twisted laughter. "Did you want me so much, HEE-chan, that you had to kill my boyfriend to get me," Quatre asked. He began to laugh again, this time moving slowly toward Heero.
"Quatre? Onegai...calm down. You're not yourself," Heero said, his eyes pleading. 'Oh, Kami-sama, I'm gonna die! He's gonna kill me! My mother always said to stay away from those shifty types. But Quatre was so sweer and considerate and...Oh, Kami, I'm babbling! I'm gonna fucking die!'
All through Heero's inner hysteria, Quatre moved closer and closer, his laughter louder and louder, until he was directly before Heero. "How do you feel about joining dear Trowa, my love? We can all be together," Quatre said. His laughter was cut off as a solemn expression settled over his strained features. "Forever," he said calmly. He picked up Heero, wrapping him tightly in his arms and walked to the window.
"Ironic, ne, Hee-chan? A window is how we met, and that is how we'll part. [1] I love you, Heero." And with that, Quatre did the one thing you shouldn't do when a handsome Prussian-eyed man is in your arms, scared witless. He jumped.
*****
Duo drove down the street toward Quatre's apartment. He had called in a favor to find the blond's temporary address, and he suspected that Heero might not have left L2, and instead gone there. Duo did not want to think about what that suggested.
Saotoshi was with him. She looked anxious for some reason, and kept saying she had a bad feeling. It was making Duo very uncomfortable. Sao's feelings were never wrong, and it scared him.
"I have a bad feeling," Saotoshi said, shifting uncomfortably in her seat. Duo sighed loudly.
"Sao, could you plese stop doing...that..." Duo trailed off. He stared at the apartment before him, not sure he had really seen what he thought he did. After all, it wasn't every day you see some kid with honey brown hair fly backward out a third floor window. "...the hell..." Duo whispered. The kid hit the ground and rolled onto soft grass. From what Duo could see from his car, the kid was only stunned.
"Uh, Duo." Saotoshi said. The fear was almost palpable in her voice. Duo turned to her, and she pointed to the window the kid had flown out of. Duo looked up and almost died. The blond stood near the window, laughing loudly and sounding very disturbed. A flash of chocolate brown was seen near the window.
"Heero?" Duo whispered. He was out of the car in second and soon stood directly below the window. Saotoshi went to check over the kid on the ground.
Quatre's voice floated down to them. "Ironic, ne, Hee-chan? A window is how we met, and that is how we part," Quatre said. No sound came from Heero, who was clutched in the blond psycho's arms. Duo couldn't hear Quatre's last mumbled sentence, because his mind fogged with panic as Quatre did the unthinkable. He jumped.
************Tsuzuku....TBC.....************
MWAHAHAHAHA! I am an evil author! My cliff hanger is GOd! MWAHAHA! BWAHAHAH--*cough, choke, hack* Hehe...fly. ^_^ So, didja like my little bout of insanity? I'm telling you, that was NOT supposed to happen. I don't know why I bother to follow a plan. Oh, well. REVIEW! REVIEW! REVIEW! Once again, Gomen ne for not updating. *bows*
Baka - idiot
Ne- isn't it so
Kami-sama- Lord God
Hai- yes
Anata- darling
Gomen- sorry
Daijoubu desu ka- you okay?
K'so- Dammit! Shit!
Onegai- please
Chapter Ten: "......"
Heero shook with rage at the laid-back expression on Trowa's face. But he wasn't really angry at his cousin. Trowa couldn't really help being a slut. And from his expression. he didn't even know Quatre was chasing after Heero again.
"Hey, Heero. What are you doing here?" Trowa asked, completely clueless. "How'd you know where Quat's apartment is?" Trowa's eyes narrowed with distrust. "You aren't chasing him again, are you?"
Heero looked at Trowa as if he were an adorably confused puppy. "Do you seriously believe I would chase after Quatre?" he asked, looking as if it wasn't even worth considering. And in truth, it wasn't. The Heero Trowa remembered was strong and clever , and stood up for himself . That Heero would never, ever chase after someone. In fact, people usually chased after him.
"I guess not," Trowa said slowly. He turned to Quatre. "Heero wouldn't chase you, so what is he doing here?"
Quatre looked decidedly uncomfortable. Heero could see the wheels turning rapidly in his head, trying to think of an excuse. Heero decided to relieve him of his burden.
"Before you convenient interrupted my leaving, Quatre here was begging me to come back to him," Heero said smugly, a small smirk lifting the corner of his mouth. "I believe his exact words were: 'I still love you. I never meant to sleep with that little slut. He'd been throwing himself at me for weeks. I couldn't--"
"Nani?" Trowa interrupted, staring at Quatre as if he'd grown an extra head. Heero could already see Trowa's flighty yet surprisingly solid feelings for Quatre crumble.
"H-he's lying, Tro. I would never say that about you. I love--" Quatre began.
"You love him? Well, you're a very loving person, Quatre, because you told me the same not ten minutes ago," Heero said spitefully. "I feel sorry for you, Trowa. He used you, and now he's tired of you. A real tear-jerker. Ne, Quatre?"
"H-hee-chan..." Quatre stammered. Heero turned on him, fire in his blue eyes.
"Hai, anata? Do you need something? Well, gomen, but that particular thing belongs to Duo now. But I'm sure Trowa's still willing. If he doesn't hate you now, that is," Heero taunted. (A/N: For anyone who missed this, Hee-chan's refering to his heart and body.)
Quatre looked frantically at Trowa, then at Heero. He looked panicked. And yet, he slowly calmed, until he was back to his usual, unruffled self. " I understand what you're trying to do, Heero. You know I love Trowa. He doesn't know you've changed, Heero. When you heard I was in town you shouldn't have found my apartment," Quatre said. "I won't take you back. So spouting lies to my boyfriend won't help you any."
Heero stared at Quatre as if he were dillusional. Actually, there was a high chance he was. "Daijoubu desu ka, Quatre? Do you even know what you're saying? You're completely irrational! When youi first cheated on me, did your mind draw its own conclusions too?" He said softly. "Are you crazy?"
Heero was surprised from behind by Trowa, who jumped onto Heero's back, taking them both to the ground. Trowa began to punch Heero wherever he could reach. " Is it crazy to love me?! Is that what you're saying!?" Trowa yelled, tears welling up in his green eyes. He looked as if he'd finally snapped. (A/N: OOC or what...I am so bad. ^_~)
Off to the side, Quatre watched as his ex-boyfriend and his current one fought it out. He smirked. He'd always known that one day he'd be fought over.
"Goddamnit, Heero, saty the fuck still!" Trowa screamed, throwing punches wildly. Heero rolled over, dodging blow after blow. "K'so!" Trowa yelled.. his bare knuckles slamming into the 3rd floor apartment floor. There was a crack, and blood splattered on the unprotected wood. Trowa stared at his crippled hand in abject fascination.
Heero took his chance. Curling his legs under him., he kicked up, sending Trowa flying through the air. The sound of Trowa landing on the apartment floor wasn't heard. Heero sat up and looked about him, then gasped loudly. Right where he had kicked Trowa was an open window. Wide open.
THE END
(A'N: Ya didn't really think it was done, didja ya? course not. You guys are smart. keep on readin')
"Trowa!" Quatre cried, losing all amusement in the situation. He rushed to the window and looked out. His cry of heart wrenching pain was enough totell anyone what he saw. Quatre spun around and stared at Heero woth a sort of wild look to him.
"Uh, Q-quat?" Heero whispered, truly frightened by the look in his eyes.
Quatre's eyes flitted around nervously, as if searching for something. Not seeing what he was looking for, Quatre began to laugh. Loud, maniacal spurts of twisted laughter. "Did you want me so much, HEE-chan, that you had to kill my boyfriend to get me," Quatre asked. He began to laugh again, this time moving slowly toward Heero.
"Quatre? Onegai...calm down. You're not yourself," Heero said, his eyes pleading. 'Oh, Kami-sama, I'm gonna die! He's gonna kill me! My mother always said to stay away from those shifty types. But Quatre was so sweer and considerate and...Oh, Kami, I'm babbling! I'm gonna fucking die!'
All through Heero's inner hysteria, Quatre moved closer and closer, his laughter louder and louder, until he was directly before Heero. "How do you feel about joining dear Trowa, my love? We can all be together," Quatre said. His laughter was cut off as a solemn expression settled over his strained features. "Forever," he said calmly. He picked up Heero, wrapping him tightly in his arms and walked to the window.
"Ironic, ne, Hee-chan? A window is how we met, and that is how we'll part. [1] I love you, Heero." And with that, Quatre did the one thing you shouldn't do when a handsome Prussian-eyed man is in your arms, scared witless. He jumped.
*****
Duo drove down the street toward Quatre's apartment. He had called in a favor to find the blond's temporary address, and he suspected that Heero might not have left L2, and instead gone there. Duo did not want to think about what that suggested.
Saotoshi was with him. She looked anxious for some reason, and kept saying she had a bad feeling. It was making Duo very uncomfortable. Sao's feelings were never wrong, and it scared him.
"I have a bad feeling," Saotoshi said, shifting uncomfortably in her seat. Duo sighed loudly.
"Sao, could you plese stop doing...that..." Duo trailed off. He stared at the apartment before him, not sure he had really seen what he thought he did. After all, it wasn't every day you see some kid with honey brown hair fly backward out a third floor window. "...the hell..." Duo whispered. The kid hit the ground and rolled onto soft grass. From what Duo could see from his car, the kid was only stunned.
"Uh, Duo." Saotoshi said. The fear was almost palpable in her voice. Duo turned to her, and she pointed to the window the kid had flown out of. Duo looked up and almost died. The blond stood near the window, laughing loudly and sounding very disturbed. A flash of chocolate brown was seen near the window.
"Heero?" Duo whispered. He was out of the car in second and soon stood directly below the window. Saotoshi went to check over the kid on the ground.
Quatre's voice floated down to them. "Ironic, ne, Hee-chan? A window is how we met, and that is how we part," Quatre said. No sound came from Heero, who was clutched in the blond psycho's arms. Duo couldn't hear Quatre's last mumbled sentence, because his mind fogged with panic as Quatre did the unthinkable. He jumped.
************Tsuzuku....TBC.....************
MWAHAHAHAHA! I am an evil author! My cliff hanger is GOd! MWAHAHA! BWAHAHAH--*cough, choke, hack* Hehe...fly. ^_^ So, didja like my little bout of insanity? I'm telling you, that was NOT supposed to happen. I don't know why I bother to follow a plan. Oh, well. REVIEW! REVIEW! REVIEW! Once again, Gomen ne for not updating. *bows*
Baka - idiot
Ne- isn't it so
Kami-sama- Lord God
Hai- yes
Anata- darling
Gomen- sorry
Daijoubu desu ka- you okay?
K'so- Dammit! Shit!
Onegai- please
