Disclaimer: For the final time! I DO NOT OWN GUNDAM WING!
Authors note: Here we are . . . at the very last chapter . . . B-chan asked if there will be a sequel and to be perfectly honest, I don't have a plan for one in my head . . . so . . . upon closer musing, it looks doubtful! I just don't see a story coming from this . . . besides . . . I'm forever doing sequels to things . . . and there's only so far you can go in Yaoi relationships . . . I personally think that male pregnancy fics are STUPID! So . . . yeah . . . and I'm not really wanted to end this with a death . . . so . . . yeah . . . letting them live their lives in peace would be great!
~ ~ ~
Upside down, inside out.
By Bubblegum Thai
Chapter 10; Final curtain.
Trowa whimpered as he shifted his hands, letting long, slender fingers explore the surface that they were tied against. Cold metal clinked against what appeared to be the radiator as he moved. He huddled against the cold object, resting his head on his hunched knees, letting his eyes slide shut in a desperate attempt to hide from the flashbacks. It didn't matter if his eyes were shut or not, because he was blindfolded. He tried to kick out with his feet, but they were bound too,
"Why?" He whispered to himself, "Why would Duo do this to me and then just walk out and leave me when he knows what I've been through . . . he KNOWS!" His tone turned bitter, but his voice shook with fear, "Please . . . someone . . . anyone . . ."
He ran the events through his mind over and over again;
Trowa stepped in through the front door, he didn't expect anyone to be home, except for the possible exception of Heero, but he was usually out playing golf at this time on his day off,
"Heero? Hello?" He called,
"No . . . not Heero . . ."
"Duo?"
Before Trowa could turn around a black blindfold was sipped over his eyes and firm hands grabbed his shoulders,
"Duo . . .? What are you playing at?"
"Oh . . . nothing Trowa . . . nothing . . ." He whispered soothingly, moving him into what appeared to be the basement doorway,
"Duo . . . where are you taking me?"
"Nowhere . . ."
"The basement?"
". . ." Duo remained silent as he steered the tall, well-built, former Heavyarms pilot down into the basement.
Once down there, Trowa was pushed to the floor, Trowa caught a hold of his braid, feeling its soft texture beneath his fingertips,
"Your hair feels . . . thicker . . . Duo . . .?"
"Shush . . ." Duo silenced him, moving his wrists up, clicking a pair of handcuffs around his wrists,
"Duo . . . I don't like this . . ."
"It's alright, love . . . I'm here . . ."
Another pair of cuffs went around Trowa's ankles and he began to writhe with terror,
"Duo! This isn't funny! Stop it!" Trowa growled, "Duo . . . please . . . knock it off! You've had your fun!"
The basement door slammed shut and Trowa realises that he was all alone. In the dark, without being able to move. A sudden wave of terror hit him and he froze, unable to think or make a sound . . . all he could do was open and close his mouth, the air in the room was getting thinner, or so he thought and he began to struggle to breath . . .
"TROWA!" Quatre cried as he darted through the front door, "TROWA?!"
"BARTON?!" Wufei snapped, "Where are you?!"
"The basement." Heero said dryly, moving towards the basement door and opening it up. The light from the hallway flooded the basement and Trowa sat, chest rising and falling, breathing ragged,
"TROWA!" Quatre cried, flinging himself down the flight of rickety wooden steps, "Trowa! It's me!" Quatre said, ripping off the blindfold, "Trowa! Open your eyes! Please!"
Trowa continued to struggle to breath, wheezing his fists opened and closed against the air. Heero simply snapped off both pairs of cuffs and Quatre took his best friend into his arms,
"Trowa! Breath!"
"Wufei?" Sally called from the front door,
"DOWN HERE!" Wufei yelled, "QUICK!"
Within seconds, Sally was on the scene, taking Trowa from Quatre and propping the tall man up in her arms,
"He needs oxygen . . . call an ambulance . . . he's in shock . . ."
"BITCH!" Quatre screamed and Wufei glared at him, "I MEAN DOROTHY!"
Heero had run upstairs to dial for an ambulance when in strolled Duo and Hilde, happy as can be,
"What's going on?" Hilde asked innocently.
Trowa pointed at Duo, fear evident in his eyes as he kicked against the floor, pushing himself against Sally as he tried to get away from his lover,
"Woah! Barton it wasn't Maxwell! It was Dorothy!"
"Yes Trowa! It wasn't Duo! Honest! Duo wasn't here!"
Quatre glared accusingly at Hilde,
"Get out!" He growled,
"Huh?" Duo looked confused,
"Look what you've done! Do you think that we don't know what the three of you've been doing! Playing little mind games with Duo and Trowa? You wanted to get us too, but you never got the chance! Get out of my house! NOW!" Quatre screamed, moving towards Hilde with balled fists,
"I'M SORRY!" She bawled, running out the front door.
Duo ran down the basement steps and skidded along the floor on his knees to Trowa,
"Oh Tro' . . . oh Trowa . . . what's wrong?" He whispered hoarsely, tears slipping down his cheeks, "I . . . What's wrong Trowa?! Please tell me!"
"Trowa's gone into shock!"
"It was Dorothy Barton! WAKE UP BARTON!" Wufei began to yell, grasping Trowa by the shoulders and shaking him.
Duo held onto Trowa tight,
"Trowa please . . . I don't know what happened . . . but it wasn't me that did it . . . I' sorry! I shoulda been here to protect you! Please don't leave me . . . please don't go . . ." He began to sob, "I don't wanna lose you . . ."
Trowa suddenly took in a large breath before exhaling heavily, his eyes wide open,
"Braid! You had a braid!" Trowa mumbled after a few seconds, tossing is head in Duo's lap,
"I . . . I can't explain that one . . ." Duo sighed sadly, "But . . . please believe me . . . it wasn't me!"
"It was Dorothy!" Sally sighed, "She must've braided her hair because she knew that you would instinctively felt for Duo's trademark."
"Oh . . ." Trowa took in another heavy breath, turning and burying his face into Duo's shirt, "I'm sorry . . ."
"Me too . . . I shoulda been here to protect you!"
"It's alright . . ."
"Oh god . . . I've got a meeting with Dorothy tonight . . . she was probably going to . . ." Quatre gasped, "She was . . ."
Duo shuddered,
"Icky! Dorothy!" Duo growled, "She touched my beautiful Trowa!"
- - -
"Good evening, Dorothy . . . I hope you don't mind, but I brought a few, ahem, friends . . ." Quatre said as he entered Dorothy's house, followed by Heero, Duo, Wufei, Sally and finally Trowa,
"Oh . . . that's . . . a little . . . impolite, isn't it?" She asked nervously, "Inviting people to someone else's house."
"Yeah well . . . we figured that so was trying to sabotage a relationship . . ." Duo said casually,
". . . or trying to mentally scar someone for life . . ." Trowa added just as calm,
"I . . . I don't know what you're talking about!"
"Cut the crap!" Quatre snapped as Dorothy found herself against the wall, being held there by Wufei as Heero pulled out his old, faithful gun, holding it against her forehead,
"Now . . . we want you to call Relena . . ." Sally said,
"What?! Why?"
"Tell her that we're going to have restraining orders placed on her and tell her that she'll agree or Heero'll pull the trigger . . ."
Duo handed her a phone and she shakily dialled Relena's number,
"Yes?!"
"Relena . . ." Dorothy began nervously, "Heero Yuy's here . . . he has a gun to my head and he's going to shoot me unless you agree that he, Quatre, Duo, Trowa, Sally and Wufei have restraining orders put on you! PLEASE AGREE BECAUSE I'M SCARED!" She screamed,
"WHAT?!"
"JUST SAY YES!" Dorothy held out the phone as Relena sighed,
"Fine!" She muttered, "DOROTHY! YOU FAILED! YOU'RE A WHIMPERING COWARD!"
"You say no to them when you're facing 5 of the most vicious killers!"
"You used to be cool . . ." Relena said snidely.
Dorothy hung up, dropping the phone to the ground as Wufei released her. The six left her shaking on the floor in a small pool of blood from when she banged her head as she hit the floor.
- - -
3 weeks later . . .
"WOO!" Duo yelled as he ran with the empty shopping cart.
He clambered in awkwardly and turned to Heero,
"Hey! Hee-chan! Gimme a nudge, will ya?!"
"Hn."
"I'll take that as a yes! But, you'll chase after me, yeah?"
"Hn."
"I'll take that as another yes! Push away my man!"
Heero nudged Duo's trolley hard with his foot and the braided baka went sailing across ASDA car park,
"WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Duo screamed, "OK! HEERO! YOU CAN COME GET ME NOW!"
Little did Duo know, Heero was already sitting in the car, watching Duo steadily make his way towards the main road traffic,
"FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!" Duo screeched, "HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEELP! HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"
Luckily for Duo, Trowa seemingly sprang out of nowhere, stopping the kamikaze trolley, picking Duo up and out of it as he quivered with fear,
"That'll teach you."
"I . . . I . . . I . . ." Duo whimpered in terror.
Quatre chuckled,
"Heero, that was mean! Honestly! We should never leave the pair of you alone in a supermarket car park ever again! All we did was go in and grab some drinks and we leave you alone for 5 minutes and you STILL try to kill one another!"
"I just did what he asked!" Heero said defensively,
"You should know better than to listen to Duo!"
"HEY!" Duo growled, fighting against Trowa to lunge at Quatre, "I'll get you for that blonde!"
- - - Owari!
The end! Phew!
Authors note: Here we are . . . at the very last chapter . . . B-chan asked if there will be a sequel and to be perfectly honest, I don't have a plan for one in my head . . . so . . . upon closer musing, it looks doubtful! I just don't see a story coming from this . . . besides . . . I'm forever doing sequels to things . . . and there's only so far you can go in Yaoi relationships . . . I personally think that male pregnancy fics are STUPID! So . . . yeah . . . and I'm not really wanted to end this with a death . . . so . . . yeah . . . letting them live their lives in peace would be great!
~ ~ ~
Upside down, inside out.
By Bubblegum Thai
Chapter 10; Final curtain.
Trowa whimpered as he shifted his hands, letting long, slender fingers explore the surface that they were tied against. Cold metal clinked against what appeared to be the radiator as he moved. He huddled against the cold object, resting his head on his hunched knees, letting his eyes slide shut in a desperate attempt to hide from the flashbacks. It didn't matter if his eyes were shut or not, because he was blindfolded. He tried to kick out with his feet, but they were bound too,
"Why?" He whispered to himself, "Why would Duo do this to me and then just walk out and leave me when he knows what I've been through . . . he KNOWS!" His tone turned bitter, but his voice shook with fear, "Please . . . someone . . . anyone . . ."
He ran the events through his mind over and over again;
Trowa stepped in through the front door, he didn't expect anyone to be home, except for the possible exception of Heero, but he was usually out playing golf at this time on his day off,
"Heero? Hello?" He called,
"No . . . not Heero . . ."
"Duo?"
Before Trowa could turn around a black blindfold was sipped over his eyes and firm hands grabbed his shoulders,
"Duo . . .? What are you playing at?"
"Oh . . . nothing Trowa . . . nothing . . ." He whispered soothingly, moving him into what appeared to be the basement doorway,
"Duo . . . where are you taking me?"
"Nowhere . . ."
"The basement?"
". . ." Duo remained silent as he steered the tall, well-built, former Heavyarms pilot down into the basement.
Once down there, Trowa was pushed to the floor, Trowa caught a hold of his braid, feeling its soft texture beneath his fingertips,
"Your hair feels . . . thicker . . . Duo . . .?"
"Shush . . ." Duo silenced him, moving his wrists up, clicking a pair of handcuffs around his wrists,
"Duo . . . I don't like this . . ."
"It's alright, love . . . I'm here . . ."
Another pair of cuffs went around Trowa's ankles and he began to writhe with terror,
"Duo! This isn't funny! Stop it!" Trowa growled, "Duo . . . please . . . knock it off! You've had your fun!"
The basement door slammed shut and Trowa realises that he was all alone. In the dark, without being able to move. A sudden wave of terror hit him and he froze, unable to think or make a sound . . . all he could do was open and close his mouth, the air in the room was getting thinner, or so he thought and he began to struggle to breath . . .
"TROWA!" Quatre cried as he darted through the front door, "TROWA?!"
"BARTON?!" Wufei snapped, "Where are you?!"
"The basement." Heero said dryly, moving towards the basement door and opening it up. The light from the hallway flooded the basement and Trowa sat, chest rising and falling, breathing ragged,
"TROWA!" Quatre cried, flinging himself down the flight of rickety wooden steps, "Trowa! It's me!" Quatre said, ripping off the blindfold, "Trowa! Open your eyes! Please!"
Trowa continued to struggle to breath, wheezing his fists opened and closed against the air. Heero simply snapped off both pairs of cuffs and Quatre took his best friend into his arms,
"Trowa! Breath!"
"Wufei?" Sally called from the front door,
"DOWN HERE!" Wufei yelled, "QUICK!"
Within seconds, Sally was on the scene, taking Trowa from Quatre and propping the tall man up in her arms,
"He needs oxygen . . . call an ambulance . . . he's in shock . . ."
"BITCH!" Quatre screamed and Wufei glared at him, "I MEAN DOROTHY!"
Heero had run upstairs to dial for an ambulance when in strolled Duo and Hilde, happy as can be,
"What's going on?" Hilde asked innocently.
Trowa pointed at Duo, fear evident in his eyes as he kicked against the floor, pushing himself against Sally as he tried to get away from his lover,
"Woah! Barton it wasn't Maxwell! It was Dorothy!"
"Yes Trowa! It wasn't Duo! Honest! Duo wasn't here!"
Quatre glared accusingly at Hilde,
"Get out!" He growled,
"Huh?" Duo looked confused,
"Look what you've done! Do you think that we don't know what the three of you've been doing! Playing little mind games with Duo and Trowa? You wanted to get us too, but you never got the chance! Get out of my house! NOW!" Quatre screamed, moving towards Hilde with balled fists,
"I'M SORRY!" She bawled, running out the front door.
Duo ran down the basement steps and skidded along the floor on his knees to Trowa,
"Oh Tro' . . . oh Trowa . . . what's wrong?" He whispered hoarsely, tears slipping down his cheeks, "I . . . What's wrong Trowa?! Please tell me!"
"Trowa's gone into shock!"
"It was Dorothy Barton! WAKE UP BARTON!" Wufei began to yell, grasping Trowa by the shoulders and shaking him.
Duo held onto Trowa tight,
"Trowa please . . . I don't know what happened . . . but it wasn't me that did it . . . I' sorry! I shoulda been here to protect you! Please don't leave me . . . please don't go . . ." He began to sob, "I don't wanna lose you . . ."
Trowa suddenly took in a large breath before exhaling heavily, his eyes wide open,
"Braid! You had a braid!" Trowa mumbled after a few seconds, tossing is head in Duo's lap,
"I . . . I can't explain that one . . ." Duo sighed sadly, "But . . . please believe me . . . it wasn't me!"
"It was Dorothy!" Sally sighed, "She must've braided her hair because she knew that you would instinctively felt for Duo's trademark."
"Oh . . ." Trowa took in another heavy breath, turning and burying his face into Duo's shirt, "I'm sorry . . ."
"Me too . . . I shoulda been here to protect you!"
"It's alright . . ."
"Oh god . . . I've got a meeting with Dorothy tonight . . . she was probably going to . . ." Quatre gasped, "She was . . ."
Duo shuddered,
"Icky! Dorothy!" Duo growled, "She touched my beautiful Trowa!"
- - -
"Good evening, Dorothy . . . I hope you don't mind, but I brought a few, ahem, friends . . ." Quatre said as he entered Dorothy's house, followed by Heero, Duo, Wufei, Sally and finally Trowa,
"Oh . . . that's . . . a little . . . impolite, isn't it?" She asked nervously, "Inviting people to someone else's house."
"Yeah well . . . we figured that so was trying to sabotage a relationship . . ." Duo said casually,
". . . or trying to mentally scar someone for life . . ." Trowa added just as calm,
"I . . . I don't know what you're talking about!"
"Cut the crap!" Quatre snapped as Dorothy found herself against the wall, being held there by Wufei as Heero pulled out his old, faithful gun, holding it against her forehead,
"Now . . . we want you to call Relena . . ." Sally said,
"What?! Why?"
"Tell her that we're going to have restraining orders placed on her and tell her that she'll agree or Heero'll pull the trigger . . ."
Duo handed her a phone and she shakily dialled Relena's number,
"Yes?!"
"Relena . . ." Dorothy began nervously, "Heero Yuy's here . . . he has a gun to my head and he's going to shoot me unless you agree that he, Quatre, Duo, Trowa, Sally and Wufei have restraining orders put on you! PLEASE AGREE BECAUSE I'M SCARED!" She screamed,
"WHAT?!"
"JUST SAY YES!" Dorothy held out the phone as Relena sighed,
"Fine!" She muttered, "DOROTHY! YOU FAILED! YOU'RE A WHIMPERING COWARD!"
"You say no to them when you're facing 5 of the most vicious killers!"
"You used to be cool . . ." Relena said snidely.
Dorothy hung up, dropping the phone to the ground as Wufei released her. The six left her shaking on the floor in a small pool of blood from when she banged her head as she hit the floor.
- - -
3 weeks later . . .
"WOO!" Duo yelled as he ran with the empty shopping cart.
He clambered in awkwardly and turned to Heero,
"Hey! Hee-chan! Gimme a nudge, will ya?!"
"Hn."
"I'll take that as a yes! But, you'll chase after me, yeah?"
"Hn."
"I'll take that as another yes! Push away my man!"
Heero nudged Duo's trolley hard with his foot and the braided baka went sailing across ASDA car park,
"WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Duo screamed, "OK! HEERO! YOU CAN COME GET ME NOW!"
Little did Duo know, Heero was already sitting in the car, watching Duo steadily make his way towards the main road traffic,
"FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!" Duo screeched, "HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEELP! HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"
Luckily for Duo, Trowa seemingly sprang out of nowhere, stopping the kamikaze trolley, picking Duo up and out of it as he quivered with fear,
"That'll teach you."
"I . . . I . . . I . . ." Duo whimpered in terror.
Quatre chuckled,
"Heero, that was mean! Honestly! We should never leave the pair of you alone in a supermarket car park ever again! All we did was go in and grab some drinks and we leave you alone for 5 minutes and you STILL try to kill one another!"
"I just did what he asked!" Heero said defensively,
"You should know better than to listen to Duo!"
"HEY!" Duo growled, fighting against Trowa to lunge at Quatre, "I'll get you for that blonde!"
- - - Owari!
The end! Phew!