Disclaimer: . . . see previous chapters . . .
Authors note: Yeah! Hi Rae and don't worry . . . I have come to a decision about the *DEATHFIC* . . . I have decided that I'm not gonna write one as I wrote a Duo deathfic recently and it kinda hurt . . . plus my sis is writing a Heero deathfic and that's just too much pain in one week! ::sobs:: But . . . my intent was to dramatically kill Wufei . . . however . . . ::shrugs::
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Upside down. Inside out.
By Bubblegum Thai.
Chapter seven; A deer in headlights.
When Quatre returned that evening, Heero was sat in the living room, staring blankly at the TV,
"Heero . . .?" He called cautiously,
"Hn?" Heero turned his head in surprise, "Oh . . . Quatre . . ." He breathed, "It's you . . ." He sighed with relief,
"Yes . . ." Quatre nodded, settling beside him, placing a gentle hand a top of his, "Duo and Trowa decided to go to uh . . . the movies, I think . . . and Wufei just disappeared . . . he's being doing that a lot recently . . . I don't think I need to tell you about the comments that Duo comes up with."
"I shudder to think." Heero replied quietly,
"Heero, what's wrong? You seem . . . upset . . ."
"Relena showed up today."
"Oh."
"Yeah . . . she, uh . . ." Heero paused, looking at his feet, "She wanted to know something about Duo."
"What?"
"Why he didn't want to date Hilde."
". . ." Quatre blinked, "I think that's pretty much self explanatory."
"Be serious . . ."
"I was."
"Anyways . . . I explained to her that he was gay and so was Trowa. She already knew, but I confirmed it for her. And then, I told her that you were too . . . and proceeded to explain that you and I were . . ."
"An item . . .?"
"That's one way of putting it, I suppose."
"What did she say?" Quatre asked, biting his lower lip nervously,
"She went berserk!"
"Hmmm." Quatre mused, "You're really shaken up about it, aren't you, love?"
Heero nodded slightly, tightening his fingers around Quatre's,
"I . . . she just . . . stormed off despite what I said to her . . ."
"WEEEEEEEEEEEEEE'RE HOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOME!" Duo cried from the front door,
"That was a short movie." Quatre commented,
"Oh . . . we decided against it, didn't we?" Duo said from the hallway, obviously directing the latter part to Trowa, who stayed silent,
"Did you bring a take away?" Heero asked,
"We surely did my good man! Pizza ok with you?"
"Pizza's fine." Heero answered in monotone,
"Well . . . great man cuz we bought three of them cuz well . . . Trowa likes Pepperoni and Quatre's boring and only eats margarita and you, my friend, you like Hawaiian and I'll eat anything and everything savour gherkins . . . they are just plain WRONG!"
"Duo . . ." Quatre soothed, "Heero's not feeling too great so keep the volume down, please."
"Sure." Duo answered, peering at Heero as he leant down to look Heero in the eyes, "What's up, buddy?" He whispered,
"Relena showed up today."
"Awww . . . man . . . and you were here by yourself?"
"Yes."
"That sucks! What did she want?"
"Information."
"Did you let her have it?"
"Oh . . . he let her have it . . . she walked away . . ." Quatre sighed,
". . . with tears in her eyes." Heero finished, his face blank.
Duo snorted,
"I figure you told her about you and Q-man then." Duo said, standing up strait,
"Yes . . ." Heero nodded, "I tried to calm her down but she went mental . . ."
"It's alright Heero . . ." Quatre soothed, rubbing his thumb over the back of Heero's hand, tracing the line of knuckles until the taught skin,
"What is up with you guys?" Duo demanded, "What's she gonna do to you?"
"Nothing . . . it's just . . ."
"I don't care what anyone thinks because I have my friends and I have Trowa! That's all that matters to me! You guys have been with me no matter what since we met! Ok . . . sure . . . Heero's threatened to kill me a few times, Quatre went insane once and Trowa destroyed my Gundam! But . . . essentially . . . your hearts are in the right place! I'm happy how I am! Even Wufei is a treasured friend to me! God knows I love you all so why can't you just be more optimistic like me! Trowa . . . help me out here . . ."
"I agree with Duo to some extent . . . I find it hard to believe that Relena can seriously do anything to destroy the emotions that you feel for one another, and that's what counts, right?"
"I suppose." Quatre sighed, looking at Heero, giving his hand a tentative squeeze.
Heero stared blankly at the pair before shrugging off Quatre,
"You don't understand." He muttered, stalking off up the stairs,
"Oh dear . . ." Quatre murmured, moving to stand,
"Q-man . . . don't . . . when he gets like that . . . it's best to just let him go cool down and think things through. He'll probably climb down the side of the tree by his room and wonder off for a couple of hours . . . soooo . . . we'll stick his pizza in the fridge. Eat up! This cost Trowa 20 bucks!" Duo grinned, lifting a slice of Trowa's pizza to his lips,
"Yes . . . it cost me the money and he eats MY pizza . . ."
"But . . . I figured that if I eat it, you'd taste it anyway . . ."
"That's so not wanted . . ." Quatre commented, nibbling the point of a slice slowly,
"Ahh . . . Shuddup!" Duo teased, poking Quatre in the arm before settling back against Trowa, "Yer just jealous!"
"Duo . . ." Trowa warned,
"Whah?" Duo asked, mouth open and eyes wide,
"Behave yourself or I'll make you eat carrots."
"Yeuk!" Duo exclaimed, pulling a face, "Blah! Blah!" He growled, flicking out his tongue,
"Do you see, Quatre? What I was saying this morning?"
"Yes . . . I see now . . ."
"What?" Duo asked, looking up at Trowa and then at Quatre, "What was he saying Quat'?"
"Nothing Duo . . ."
"No . . . seriously . . . I wanna know!" Duo protested, turning in Trowa's arm to look at him, "Hey Cyclops! What you been sayin' 'bout me?"
"Duo . . . how many times have I told you . . .?"
"To not call you Cyclops? I dunno . . . a few . . . but . . . I wanna know!"
"No Duo . . . how many times have I told you that you talk too much?!"
Quatre looked away as Trowa leant down, gently brushing his lips against Duo's. Duo leant up, missing the warmth that Trowa had supplied, teasing at Trowa's lips for several seconds,
"Ahem." Quatre cleared his throat, startling Duo,
"Oh! God! Sorry Quat'! I forgot you were there!"
"I didn't . . ." Trowa said slyly, still fixated upon Duo,
"Shhhhhh!" Duo silenced him with a finger to his lips, leaning back to look at the small blonde,
"I'm worried about Heero."
"Don't be." Duo waved off Quatre's concerns, however, the nagging feeling that something wasn't right plagued the young Arab.
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Relena slapped the table top with a delicate hand,
"Ladies! I declare WAR upon the former Gundam pilots!"
"War?" Noin asked, an eyebrow raised,
"Listen! No one asked you to be here!"
"Actually . . ."
"Shut up!" Relena demanded, "You're not PART of this plan!"
"Ugh!" Noin stood, rolling her eyes, "You're just little girls who's crushes just . . . turned out to be gay . . . it's pathetic!" She scolded, marching out,
"I agree! I'll have no part of this! Duo, Heero, Trowa and Quatre are my friends!" Sally announced, following her friend out of the mansion,
"No . . . down to business . . ." Relena huffed, "Dorothy . . . Hilde . . ."
"Yes?" They replied in unison,
"Hilde . . . have you forged those notes yes?"
"The love letters? Yes. I have."
"Good. We'll get Wufei to plant them in Duo's room where Trowa can find them tomorrow."
"What about me?" Dorothy asked calmly,
"You . . . Dorothy . . . shall force yourself onto Quatre . . . make it look like he's enjoying it! Once again, Wufei will make sure that Heero walks in on you . . . don't worry girls . . . we'll have them single again in no time. Have you spoken to Catherine?"
"Yes." Hilde nodded,
"And she's agreed that Trowa should return to L3 with her, correct?"
"Yup!"
"Perfect . . . then . . . we'll have no problem on counting on her influence for the disposal of Trowa!"
- - -
"Heero . . ." Quatre sighed, leaning against the bathroom door, "You have to come out some time . . . please come out and talk to me."
"No. Get lost."
"Ugh . . . Heero Yuy . . . you're impossible . . ." Quatre huffed, slapping his hand against the door before stalking off in a strop.
~ ~ ~ To be continued . . .
Authors note: Yeah! Hi Rae and don't worry . . . I have come to a decision about the *DEATHFIC* . . . I have decided that I'm not gonna write one as I wrote a Duo deathfic recently and it kinda hurt . . . plus my sis is writing a Heero deathfic and that's just too much pain in one week! ::sobs:: But . . . my intent was to dramatically kill Wufei . . . however . . . ::shrugs::
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Upside down. Inside out.
By Bubblegum Thai.
Chapter seven; A deer in headlights.
When Quatre returned that evening, Heero was sat in the living room, staring blankly at the TV,
"Heero . . .?" He called cautiously,
"Hn?" Heero turned his head in surprise, "Oh . . . Quatre . . ." He breathed, "It's you . . ." He sighed with relief,
"Yes . . ." Quatre nodded, settling beside him, placing a gentle hand a top of his, "Duo and Trowa decided to go to uh . . . the movies, I think . . . and Wufei just disappeared . . . he's being doing that a lot recently . . . I don't think I need to tell you about the comments that Duo comes up with."
"I shudder to think." Heero replied quietly,
"Heero, what's wrong? You seem . . . upset . . ."
"Relena showed up today."
"Oh."
"Yeah . . . she, uh . . ." Heero paused, looking at his feet, "She wanted to know something about Duo."
"What?"
"Why he didn't want to date Hilde."
". . ." Quatre blinked, "I think that's pretty much self explanatory."
"Be serious . . ."
"I was."
"Anyways . . . I explained to her that he was gay and so was Trowa. She already knew, but I confirmed it for her. And then, I told her that you were too . . . and proceeded to explain that you and I were . . ."
"An item . . .?"
"That's one way of putting it, I suppose."
"What did she say?" Quatre asked, biting his lower lip nervously,
"She went berserk!"
"Hmmm." Quatre mused, "You're really shaken up about it, aren't you, love?"
Heero nodded slightly, tightening his fingers around Quatre's,
"I . . . she just . . . stormed off despite what I said to her . . ."
"WEEEEEEEEEEEEEE'RE HOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOME!" Duo cried from the front door,
"That was a short movie." Quatre commented,
"Oh . . . we decided against it, didn't we?" Duo said from the hallway, obviously directing the latter part to Trowa, who stayed silent,
"Did you bring a take away?" Heero asked,
"We surely did my good man! Pizza ok with you?"
"Pizza's fine." Heero answered in monotone,
"Well . . . great man cuz we bought three of them cuz well . . . Trowa likes Pepperoni and Quatre's boring and only eats margarita and you, my friend, you like Hawaiian and I'll eat anything and everything savour gherkins . . . they are just plain WRONG!"
"Duo . . ." Quatre soothed, "Heero's not feeling too great so keep the volume down, please."
"Sure." Duo answered, peering at Heero as he leant down to look Heero in the eyes, "What's up, buddy?" He whispered,
"Relena showed up today."
"Awww . . . man . . . and you were here by yourself?"
"Yes."
"That sucks! What did she want?"
"Information."
"Did you let her have it?"
"Oh . . . he let her have it . . . she walked away . . ." Quatre sighed,
". . . with tears in her eyes." Heero finished, his face blank.
Duo snorted,
"I figure you told her about you and Q-man then." Duo said, standing up strait,
"Yes . . ." Heero nodded, "I tried to calm her down but she went mental . . ."
"It's alright Heero . . ." Quatre soothed, rubbing his thumb over the back of Heero's hand, tracing the line of knuckles until the taught skin,
"What is up with you guys?" Duo demanded, "What's she gonna do to you?"
"Nothing . . . it's just . . ."
"I don't care what anyone thinks because I have my friends and I have Trowa! That's all that matters to me! You guys have been with me no matter what since we met! Ok . . . sure . . . Heero's threatened to kill me a few times, Quatre went insane once and Trowa destroyed my Gundam! But . . . essentially . . . your hearts are in the right place! I'm happy how I am! Even Wufei is a treasured friend to me! God knows I love you all so why can't you just be more optimistic like me! Trowa . . . help me out here . . ."
"I agree with Duo to some extent . . . I find it hard to believe that Relena can seriously do anything to destroy the emotions that you feel for one another, and that's what counts, right?"
"I suppose." Quatre sighed, looking at Heero, giving his hand a tentative squeeze.
Heero stared blankly at the pair before shrugging off Quatre,
"You don't understand." He muttered, stalking off up the stairs,
"Oh dear . . ." Quatre murmured, moving to stand,
"Q-man . . . don't . . . when he gets like that . . . it's best to just let him go cool down and think things through. He'll probably climb down the side of the tree by his room and wonder off for a couple of hours . . . soooo . . . we'll stick his pizza in the fridge. Eat up! This cost Trowa 20 bucks!" Duo grinned, lifting a slice of Trowa's pizza to his lips,
"Yes . . . it cost me the money and he eats MY pizza . . ."
"But . . . I figured that if I eat it, you'd taste it anyway . . ."
"That's so not wanted . . ." Quatre commented, nibbling the point of a slice slowly,
"Ahh . . . Shuddup!" Duo teased, poking Quatre in the arm before settling back against Trowa, "Yer just jealous!"
"Duo . . ." Trowa warned,
"Whah?" Duo asked, mouth open and eyes wide,
"Behave yourself or I'll make you eat carrots."
"Yeuk!" Duo exclaimed, pulling a face, "Blah! Blah!" He growled, flicking out his tongue,
"Do you see, Quatre? What I was saying this morning?"
"Yes . . . I see now . . ."
"What?" Duo asked, looking up at Trowa and then at Quatre, "What was he saying Quat'?"
"Nothing Duo . . ."
"No . . . seriously . . . I wanna know!" Duo protested, turning in Trowa's arm to look at him, "Hey Cyclops! What you been sayin' 'bout me?"
"Duo . . . how many times have I told you . . .?"
"To not call you Cyclops? I dunno . . . a few . . . but . . . I wanna know!"
"No Duo . . . how many times have I told you that you talk too much?!"
Quatre looked away as Trowa leant down, gently brushing his lips against Duo's. Duo leant up, missing the warmth that Trowa had supplied, teasing at Trowa's lips for several seconds,
"Ahem." Quatre cleared his throat, startling Duo,
"Oh! God! Sorry Quat'! I forgot you were there!"
"I didn't . . ." Trowa said slyly, still fixated upon Duo,
"Shhhhhh!" Duo silenced him with a finger to his lips, leaning back to look at the small blonde,
"I'm worried about Heero."
"Don't be." Duo waved off Quatre's concerns, however, the nagging feeling that something wasn't right plagued the young Arab.
- - -
Relena slapped the table top with a delicate hand,
"Ladies! I declare WAR upon the former Gundam pilots!"
"War?" Noin asked, an eyebrow raised,
"Listen! No one asked you to be here!"
"Actually . . ."
"Shut up!" Relena demanded, "You're not PART of this plan!"
"Ugh!" Noin stood, rolling her eyes, "You're just little girls who's crushes just . . . turned out to be gay . . . it's pathetic!" She scolded, marching out,
"I agree! I'll have no part of this! Duo, Heero, Trowa and Quatre are my friends!" Sally announced, following her friend out of the mansion,
"No . . . down to business . . ." Relena huffed, "Dorothy . . . Hilde . . ."
"Yes?" They replied in unison,
"Hilde . . . have you forged those notes yes?"
"The love letters? Yes. I have."
"Good. We'll get Wufei to plant them in Duo's room where Trowa can find them tomorrow."
"What about me?" Dorothy asked calmly,
"You . . . Dorothy . . . shall force yourself onto Quatre . . . make it look like he's enjoying it! Once again, Wufei will make sure that Heero walks in on you . . . don't worry girls . . . we'll have them single again in no time. Have you spoken to Catherine?"
"Yes." Hilde nodded,
"And she's agreed that Trowa should return to L3 with her, correct?"
"Yup!"
"Perfect . . . then . . . we'll have no problem on counting on her influence for the disposal of Trowa!"
- - -
"Heero . . ." Quatre sighed, leaning against the bathroom door, "You have to come out some time . . . please come out and talk to me."
"No. Get lost."
"Ugh . . . Heero Yuy . . . you're impossible . . ." Quatre huffed, slapping his hand against the door before stalking off in a strop.
~ ~ ~ To be continued . . .