Light Glows Anew by Onimushi
Wufei sneezed. He was allergic to whatever it was in this ventilation shaft. He'd been crawling around for about ten minutes and getting nowhere.
Maybe I should just blow the whole place up. It'd save me the trouble...Nah, Duo might be angry that I blew Heero up...
Wufei had a mental image of taking a chibi Heero and stuffing into a suitcase and throwing him off a bridge into a raging river.
I'd have better luck blowing him up.
Five more minutes of crawling in the same direction and he came across a vent from which he could hear voices from the room below.
"I like pink better, don't you agree Heero? Not traditional black and white, that's so boring and over done."
"Hn."
"Alright Winston, I want the pastel pink and white. I don't want any white flowers though, I want all pink. Heero, did you go over the guest list one last time?"
"Yes, but I still don't know why you have to invite your brother."
"It's for that reason exactly dear. He's my brother, like it or not. Shoot, I'm going to be late for my fitting. Winston, grab that folder right there and let's go. Oh and dear, please do not rearrange those pictures; they have to stay in that order."
Wufei heard hurried footsteps and a door slamming. He peered through the shaft and saw Heero standing alone in a large room covered with blue prints, papers, and pictures of floral designs.
I suppose I shouldn't just bust down on him.
"Psst...Heero!"
Heero whirled around and looked straight at the ventilation shaft. He grabbed a gun out of the inside of his vest.
"Put the fucking gun down you idiot. It's me."
"Wufei!? What the hell are you doing up there?"
Wufei braced himself and slammed down on the vent. It fell through with a loud clunk and hit the floor. He hoisted himself through the opening and landed effortlessly on the floor. He brushed himself off and looked up. Heero was still holding the gun.
"I'm not armed. You can search me."
Heero looked at him wearily and put the gun away.
"Why didn't you just come to the door?" Heero asked suspiciously.
Wufei rolled his eyes. "Honestly, I wanted to avoid Relena at all costs. I didn't know that you were here by your own free will, and I didn't want to take any chances."
"My own free will? What are you talking about? Of course I'm...what is this about?" Heero demanded.
"I want to know why the sudden turn around. Why did you just up and leave Duo for a woman you hated not month ago? For a woman that stalked you? For a woman?! For HER?!"
Heero seemed speechless.
"Well?"
Heero still seemed unable to answer.
"Don't get me wrong Heero. You don't owe me any answers. You owe answers to the man who has locked himself in Quatre's house and won't come out, won't eat, hardly speaks, and cries all night long. He thought you loved him. So did I. So did all of us. It doesn't seem very likely that you would, of your own free will, turn around and fucking marry the bitch." Wufei spat viciously. "Say something you bastard!"
Heero took a deep breath and turned around. "What do you want me to say? I'm not drugged, I'm not being black mailed. Indeed I am here of my own free will. I love her. I want to marry her. I'm going to spend the rest of my-"
"Why Heero?! Why did you leave him?! Supposedly you felt all those things about him! So why would you leave him for her?!"
"I didn't feel those things about him Wufei. I never did."
"Ah-"Wufei couldn't register this. "Heero, that doesn't make sense. I-it just doesn't. One minute you're in love with Duo. You sleep with Duo. A lot. All the time. And I know it wasn't just the sex. You protected him with your life. You even risked the mission for him. And now you're engaged to Relena Peacecraft? Now...maybe it's just me, but that doesn't quite fit right." Wufei tried to read Heero's expression as he spoke to him. It seemed sad, but not confused, or unnaturally dull
"Wufei, you have to understand...I thought I loved him. I thought..." Heero sighed and walked over to the couch and sat down. He ran his fingers through his hair and closed his eyes. "I was 15 when I met and "fell in love" with Duo. Think about it Wufei. You were all gay. I was vulnerable, depressed. I wasn't normal. I was royally fucked up. I didn't know my own ass from a hole in the ground. And to top it all off, I was post pubescent and horny. I knew immediately that Duo had a thing for me-"
"He did not have a thing for you." Wufei snapped angrily. "He fucking worshipped you."
Heero sighed. "Will you let me finish? I knew he was in love with me. I was scared. Yes, believe it or not I was terrified that each day that came would be my last. I was inexperienced and he was willing. Please don't look at me like that Wufei. I'm not saying what I pretended to be, or what I did was right. But it would have been a worse crime to continue to let him believe that I love him or that I'm even gay."
There were only two other times when Wufei had been this emotional or angry. First, when his colony was destroyed. It was a pain and anger beyond anything Wufei wanted to think about. Second, when Treize allowed Wufei to kill him. Treize had been his first real love, challenge, and even friend. It was a personal loss that he dealt with everyday. But this...this made him want to murder. It made him want to kill. It was...injustice.
Heero was somewhat alarmed at how livid Wufei had become. He wasn't sure if his safety was in question or not.
"How...do you sleep with a man...tell him you love him everyday...share your every waking moment with him...and not...be...gay? And even if by some miracle, you were wretchedly confused and sexually frustrated, how do you let it go this far? You have shattered his life Heero! You're nothing but a selfish, self seeking bastard! And you don't even have the courage to tell him this yourself?! You'd let him rot in hell as long as you were happy!"
"That's not true!" Heero was on his feet now. "Do you think this is easy for me? We were friends too Wufei! We weren't just lovers! It tortures me everyday that I did this to him, but how do you tell him without making it worse?"
"How do you leave him there letting him think there was something wrong with him? That it was something he did? That he wasn't good enough!?" Wufei screamed.
Heero was red in the face. His whole body was trembling. "What am I supposed to do Wufei? Would you have him know this? Would you let him think it was all a lie? Which would be worse?"
"Lies are always worse Heero. If I'd thought you'd learned anything, it would've been that. I won't tell him. I refuse to do it. But that doesn't mean I'll let this go. If you don't tell him, you'll regret it. And that's a threat."
Note from Author: Eh, as you might be able to tell, Wufei is fairly OC. I'm not sure why it is but I'm having trouble portraying all the pilots. But take it easy, this is my first fic in about...two years. I used to be an addict. It's an addiction I've recently become interested in picking up again. So please, reply and give all the constructive criticism possible. Flame if you feel necessary. And as for the walking mop....all I can say is that I'm really sorry. ^_^;;
Wufei sneezed. He was allergic to whatever it was in this ventilation shaft. He'd been crawling around for about ten minutes and getting nowhere.
Maybe I should just blow the whole place up. It'd save me the trouble...Nah, Duo might be angry that I blew Heero up...
Wufei had a mental image of taking a chibi Heero and stuffing into a suitcase and throwing him off a bridge into a raging river.
I'd have better luck blowing him up.
Five more minutes of crawling in the same direction and he came across a vent from which he could hear voices from the room below.
"I like pink better, don't you agree Heero? Not traditional black and white, that's so boring and over done."
"Hn."
"Alright Winston, I want the pastel pink and white. I don't want any white flowers though, I want all pink. Heero, did you go over the guest list one last time?"
"Yes, but I still don't know why you have to invite your brother."
"It's for that reason exactly dear. He's my brother, like it or not. Shoot, I'm going to be late for my fitting. Winston, grab that folder right there and let's go. Oh and dear, please do not rearrange those pictures; they have to stay in that order."
Wufei heard hurried footsteps and a door slamming. He peered through the shaft and saw Heero standing alone in a large room covered with blue prints, papers, and pictures of floral designs.
I suppose I shouldn't just bust down on him.
"Psst...Heero!"
Heero whirled around and looked straight at the ventilation shaft. He grabbed a gun out of the inside of his vest.
"Put the fucking gun down you idiot. It's me."
"Wufei!? What the hell are you doing up there?"
Wufei braced himself and slammed down on the vent. It fell through with a loud clunk and hit the floor. He hoisted himself through the opening and landed effortlessly on the floor. He brushed himself off and looked up. Heero was still holding the gun.
"I'm not armed. You can search me."
Heero looked at him wearily and put the gun away.
"Why didn't you just come to the door?" Heero asked suspiciously.
Wufei rolled his eyes. "Honestly, I wanted to avoid Relena at all costs. I didn't know that you were here by your own free will, and I didn't want to take any chances."
"My own free will? What are you talking about? Of course I'm...what is this about?" Heero demanded.
"I want to know why the sudden turn around. Why did you just up and leave Duo for a woman you hated not month ago? For a woman that stalked you? For a woman?! For HER?!"
Heero seemed speechless.
"Well?"
Heero still seemed unable to answer.
"Don't get me wrong Heero. You don't owe me any answers. You owe answers to the man who has locked himself in Quatre's house and won't come out, won't eat, hardly speaks, and cries all night long. He thought you loved him. So did I. So did all of us. It doesn't seem very likely that you would, of your own free will, turn around and fucking marry the bitch." Wufei spat viciously. "Say something you bastard!"
Heero took a deep breath and turned around. "What do you want me to say? I'm not drugged, I'm not being black mailed. Indeed I am here of my own free will. I love her. I want to marry her. I'm going to spend the rest of my-"
"Why Heero?! Why did you leave him?! Supposedly you felt all those things about him! So why would you leave him for her?!"
"I didn't feel those things about him Wufei. I never did."
"Ah-"Wufei couldn't register this. "Heero, that doesn't make sense. I-it just doesn't. One minute you're in love with Duo. You sleep with Duo. A lot. All the time. And I know it wasn't just the sex. You protected him with your life. You even risked the mission for him. And now you're engaged to Relena Peacecraft? Now...maybe it's just me, but that doesn't quite fit right." Wufei tried to read Heero's expression as he spoke to him. It seemed sad, but not confused, or unnaturally dull
"Wufei, you have to understand...I thought I loved him. I thought..." Heero sighed and walked over to the couch and sat down. He ran his fingers through his hair and closed his eyes. "I was 15 when I met and "fell in love" with Duo. Think about it Wufei. You were all gay. I was vulnerable, depressed. I wasn't normal. I was royally fucked up. I didn't know my own ass from a hole in the ground. And to top it all off, I was post pubescent and horny. I knew immediately that Duo had a thing for me-"
"He did not have a thing for you." Wufei snapped angrily. "He fucking worshipped you."
Heero sighed. "Will you let me finish? I knew he was in love with me. I was scared. Yes, believe it or not I was terrified that each day that came would be my last. I was inexperienced and he was willing. Please don't look at me like that Wufei. I'm not saying what I pretended to be, or what I did was right. But it would have been a worse crime to continue to let him believe that I love him or that I'm even gay."
There were only two other times when Wufei had been this emotional or angry. First, when his colony was destroyed. It was a pain and anger beyond anything Wufei wanted to think about. Second, when Treize allowed Wufei to kill him. Treize had been his first real love, challenge, and even friend. It was a personal loss that he dealt with everyday. But this...this made him want to murder. It made him want to kill. It was...injustice.
Heero was somewhat alarmed at how livid Wufei had become. He wasn't sure if his safety was in question or not.
"How...do you sleep with a man...tell him you love him everyday...share your every waking moment with him...and not...be...gay? And even if by some miracle, you were wretchedly confused and sexually frustrated, how do you let it go this far? You have shattered his life Heero! You're nothing but a selfish, self seeking bastard! And you don't even have the courage to tell him this yourself?! You'd let him rot in hell as long as you were happy!"
"That's not true!" Heero was on his feet now. "Do you think this is easy for me? We were friends too Wufei! We weren't just lovers! It tortures me everyday that I did this to him, but how do you tell him without making it worse?"
"How do you leave him there letting him think there was something wrong with him? That it was something he did? That he wasn't good enough!?" Wufei screamed.
Heero was red in the face. His whole body was trembling. "What am I supposed to do Wufei? Would you have him know this? Would you let him think it was all a lie? Which would be worse?"
"Lies are always worse Heero. If I'd thought you'd learned anything, it would've been that. I won't tell him. I refuse to do it. But that doesn't mean I'll let this go. If you don't tell him, you'll regret it. And that's a threat."
Note from Author: Eh, as you might be able to tell, Wufei is fairly OC. I'm not sure why it is but I'm having trouble portraying all the pilots. But take it easy, this is my first fic in about...two years. I used to be an addict. It's an addiction I've recently become interested in picking up again. So please, reply and give all the constructive criticism possible. Flame if you feel necessary. And as for the walking mop....all I can say is that I'm really sorry. ^_^;;
