Title: Heaven Helps the Man 4/
Author: Dazza
Rating:R - for violence, language, and non-graphic m/m relationships
Warnings: Oh boy, here we go. Yaoi, OOCness, Bastardized Heero, abuse,
language, interrupted lime (sorry, couldn't bring myself to write a lemon (
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Pairings: 1+2, 5x2, 3+4
Disclaimer: Sadly, I do not own Gundam Wing (sniffle). I'm just borrowing the guys for my own wicked purposes and I promise to return them *mostly* intact. Gundam Wing and its characters are property of Bandai, Sunrise, and other big companies with far more money than little ol' me. I'm not making any money from this and no infringement is intended. So don't sue. I'm just a poor student, I have no money. Let me check my pockets. nope, no $$. Want some lint?
Emphasis *blah* Duo's thoughts Wufei's thoughts /blah/ *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* scene change
Feedback: Yes please. C&C are most appreciated. Constructive criticism is always welcome, but flames will be used to roast marshmallows.
I'm gonna try and get the rest of the chapters up some time within the next week. Sorry it took so long for these, but life is extremely hectic right now between coming back to school and work and everything else. I've had no time on line. So thanks to those that continued to bug me to get these chapters out. I hope they're worth having to wait so long.
Thanks to all those who reviewed the previous chapter(s)!
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Five days later Duo woke up. His head hurt like hell and his mouth felt full of cotton. His entire body hurt. He could sense someone else in the room with him. Without bothering to open his eyes, Duo rasped out " Did anyone get the plates on that Mac truck that hit me?" "Duo?!" That was Quatre's voice. How the hell had he gotten to Quatre? "Trowa! Wufei! He's awake." "Ugh- don't scream man. My head'll split in two." Duo cracked open an eye and quickly shut it against the invading light. "Duo? Dajoubka?" Duo slit his eyes open slowly this time and eventually Quatre's concerned face came into focus. "Ugh...h'ya Cat" Duo croaked. Quatre beamed down at him.
Just then Wufei and Trowa appeared in the doorway. "It's about time you woke up Maxwell." "Oi, Wu-man, gimme a break. It isn't honorable to badger the injured" "If he's back to teasing Wufei, he's fine." That was Trowa. "So gentlemen," Duo's split and dry lips quirked up into a half smile, "care to explain how I ended up here in the lap o' luxury?" Quatre gave him a puzzled look and answered. "Wufei brought you. Do you remember what happened?" he asked. Duo closed his eyes. "Yeah, I remember, Q- man."
Quatre took in Duo's sudden depression. "Maybe we should let you rest a while. I'll go make you some soup." Duo opened his eyes, his jester's mask firmly back in place. Something close to his old grin came to his face, though the others saw right through it. "Get some rest Maxwell" Wufei said moving towards the door. "Aw, Wu-man! I didn't know ya cared." Wufei just huffed and walked out the door. Duo watched him go.
"We'll check on you later Duo. Get some sleep." And Quatre and Trowa left the room as well.
Duo rolled onto his side, cradling his broken arm. He couldn't sleep. His thoughts revolved around Heero and the fight. His eyes became suspiciously wet. Duo blinked back the tears. The testaments to his pain streaked down his cheeks anyway.
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Downstairs, Trowa had followed Quatre into the kitchen where he was heating chicken broth. Quatre ignored him as he banged pots about searching for a saucepan. Only when the soup was warming on the burner did he turn to look at Trowa. "I know. I know. I should have told you." Trowa just leaned back against the counter, staring at Quatre with his arms crossed. His face was his usual blank mask. He didn't respond. This was how their conversations often went. Quatre would talk and he would listen. It worked out rather well.
"And now look where it's landed Duo. Allah! How could Heero *do* that?" Quatre was beginning to pace. Trowa's eyes followed the small form, back and forth, back and forth, across the kitchen. "I would never have thought even Heero Yuy could do that to him. I mean sure, he's annoying sometimes, but-" "Quatre, you're ranting." "I know!" Quatre blushed. "Gomen, Trowa. I just feel so stupid. I knew! I knew Heero had hit him and I didn't do anything!"
"What would you have done little one? You couldn't have known it would come to this. We all trusted Heero. Stop trying to take on all the blame" Trowa said, coming to wrap his arms around his smaller lover. "Trowa, I think you just used up your word quota for a week." Trowa gave him "the look". Quatre smiled. "You're right. So now how do we fix this? What can we do?" Quatre returned the embrace.
Trowa placed his head ontop on Quatre's. "We just have to be there for Duo. Support him. Make him feel loved." Quatre's was surprised at Trowa's answer. "Hm, I bet Wufei wouldn't mind that job" he said, turning to look up at his koi. Trowa just gave him another unreadable look. "Oh, don't tell me you didn't notice too Trowa. Wufei's hardly left his side since they got here. I had to order him to go get some sleep. Even then he only slept a couple hours. He's got it bad." "But upstairs.." "When he walked out? Oh, Trowa my love. Didn't you see anything during the war? Wufei may act like he hates Duo, but it isn't true. Actions speak louder than words. And the way he acted when Duo was hurt, speaks of a lot more than just friendship."
"Still, now would not be the best time for him to approach Maxwell." "I know Trowa. So does Wufei. *That's* why he left. But maybe...well maybe Wufei is exactly what Duo's going to need to get through this. Just trust me, Wufei won't hurt him." Quatre moved to take the soup off the stove. "I trust you angel." Quatre smiled at the endearment. Trowa took the bowl from Quatre and headed upstairs. "I trust you."
END PART FOUR
Disclaimer: Sadly, I do not own Gundam Wing (sniffle). I'm just borrowing the guys for my own wicked purposes and I promise to return them *mostly* intact. Gundam Wing and its characters are property of Bandai, Sunrise, and other big companies with far more money than little ol' me. I'm not making any money from this and no infringement is intended. So don't sue. I'm just a poor student, I have no money. Let me check my pockets. nope, no $$. Want some lint?
Emphasis *blah* Duo's thoughts Wufei's thoughts /blah/ *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* scene change
Feedback: Yes please. C&C are most appreciated. Constructive criticism is always welcome, but flames will be used to roast marshmallows.
I'm gonna try and get the rest of the chapters up some time within the next week. Sorry it took so long for these, but life is extremely hectic right now between coming back to school and work and everything else. I've had no time on line. So thanks to those that continued to bug me to get these chapters out. I hope they're worth having to wait so long.
Thanks to all those who reviewed the previous chapter(s)!
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Five days later Duo woke up. His head hurt like hell and his mouth felt full of cotton. His entire body hurt. He could sense someone else in the room with him. Without bothering to open his eyes, Duo rasped out " Did anyone get the plates on that Mac truck that hit me?" "Duo?!" That was Quatre's voice. How the hell had he gotten to Quatre? "Trowa! Wufei! He's awake." "Ugh- don't scream man. My head'll split in two." Duo cracked open an eye and quickly shut it against the invading light. "Duo? Dajoubka?" Duo slit his eyes open slowly this time and eventually Quatre's concerned face came into focus. "Ugh...h'ya Cat" Duo croaked. Quatre beamed down at him.
Just then Wufei and Trowa appeared in the doorway. "It's about time you woke up Maxwell." "Oi, Wu-man, gimme a break. It isn't honorable to badger the injured" "If he's back to teasing Wufei, he's fine." That was Trowa. "So gentlemen," Duo's split and dry lips quirked up into a half smile, "care to explain how I ended up here in the lap o' luxury?" Quatre gave him a puzzled look and answered. "Wufei brought you. Do you remember what happened?" he asked. Duo closed his eyes. "Yeah, I remember, Q- man."
Quatre took in Duo's sudden depression. "Maybe we should let you rest a while. I'll go make you some soup." Duo opened his eyes, his jester's mask firmly back in place. Something close to his old grin came to his face, though the others saw right through it. "Get some rest Maxwell" Wufei said moving towards the door. "Aw, Wu-man! I didn't know ya cared." Wufei just huffed and walked out the door. Duo watched him go.
"We'll check on you later Duo. Get some sleep." And Quatre and Trowa left the room as well.
Duo rolled onto his side, cradling his broken arm. He couldn't sleep. His thoughts revolved around Heero and the fight. His eyes became suspiciously wet. Duo blinked back the tears. The testaments to his pain streaked down his cheeks anyway.
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Downstairs, Trowa had followed Quatre into the kitchen where he was heating chicken broth. Quatre ignored him as he banged pots about searching for a saucepan. Only when the soup was warming on the burner did he turn to look at Trowa. "I know. I know. I should have told you." Trowa just leaned back against the counter, staring at Quatre with his arms crossed. His face was his usual blank mask. He didn't respond. This was how their conversations often went. Quatre would talk and he would listen. It worked out rather well.
"And now look where it's landed Duo. Allah! How could Heero *do* that?" Quatre was beginning to pace. Trowa's eyes followed the small form, back and forth, back and forth, across the kitchen. "I would never have thought even Heero Yuy could do that to him. I mean sure, he's annoying sometimes, but-" "Quatre, you're ranting." "I know!" Quatre blushed. "Gomen, Trowa. I just feel so stupid. I knew! I knew Heero had hit him and I didn't do anything!"
"What would you have done little one? You couldn't have known it would come to this. We all trusted Heero. Stop trying to take on all the blame" Trowa said, coming to wrap his arms around his smaller lover. "Trowa, I think you just used up your word quota for a week." Trowa gave him "the look". Quatre smiled. "You're right. So now how do we fix this? What can we do?" Quatre returned the embrace.
Trowa placed his head ontop on Quatre's. "We just have to be there for Duo. Support him. Make him feel loved." Quatre's was surprised at Trowa's answer. "Hm, I bet Wufei wouldn't mind that job" he said, turning to look up at his koi. Trowa just gave him another unreadable look. "Oh, don't tell me you didn't notice too Trowa. Wufei's hardly left his side since they got here. I had to order him to go get some sleep. Even then he only slept a couple hours. He's got it bad." "But upstairs.." "When he walked out? Oh, Trowa my love. Didn't you see anything during the war? Wufei may act like he hates Duo, but it isn't true. Actions speak louder than words. And the way he acted when Duo was hurt, speaks of a lot more than just friendship."
"Still, now would not be the best time for him to approach Maxwell." "I know Trowa. So does Wufei. *That's* why he left. But maybe...well maybe Wufei is exactly what Duo's going to need to get through this. Just trust me, Wufei won't hurt him." Quatre moved to take the soup off the stove. "I trust you angel." Quatre smiled at the endearment. Trowa took the bowl from Quatre and headed upstairs. "I trust you."
END PART FOUR