When The World Stops Turning

Chapter 5

Trowa's eyes fluttered open and immediately saw Duo looking at him.

"How long have you been awake" asked Trowa.

"Not very long although I've been watching you sleep for quit some time now." said Duo as he curled into Trowa, letting his arms encircle him.

"We have class; we got to get up very soon."

"Can't we just skip today we could just stay here and sleep the day away."

"I'd rather leave campus then waste the day sleeping."

"We could do that"

"Duo."

"Fine, fine, fine, have it your way." said Duo.

"You can stay, but I have to go, if I skip anymore classes I'm gonna have to pay them to let me stay here."

"Pay" asked Duo a bit perplexed.

"You can only miss so many days of class, plus there are two ways to get into this school one: you take am exam two: you pay for a room."

"So that's what that test was for, and they said it was to see how smart I was."

"This is a pretty hard school to get into that's why we have little to no new students throughout the year." said Trowa as he got out of bed and walked over to the bath room.

"So it's sort of like a private school isn't it" asked Duo getting up from the bed and heading towards the bathroom where Trowa went.

"Yes it does seem that way now doesn't it." Trowa turned on the shower water and began to take off his cloths.

"Need help" asked Duo with 'this I want you grin' on his face.

Trowa had a slight blush showing on his face "Uhh...I'm fine, but it does get lonely in the tub."

"I see, well I'll think of a few ways to keep you company." Duo took off his boxers and T-shirt then saw Trowa was folding his cloths and putting them aside "Tro...there dirty cloths you don't fold them you throw them."

"Sorry force of habit." he said with a sheepish smile. Trowa stepped into the shower and immediately Duo kisses him.

"Duo." said Trowa trying to avoid Duo's lips so he could breathe.

"Hmm.." said Duo letting his hands wonder.

"The purpose of a shower is to bathe."

"For you maybe." smiled Duo.

"Why am I even bothering."

"You should learn to relax."

"And you should take down your hair." whispered Trowa.

Duo looked at Trowa; he'd never taken his hair down in front of someone before, not even Heero, regardless of how many times he tried. Hesitantly Duo removed the rubber band from his hair and let it unravel.

"You're beautiful." said Trowa.

"Uhh...thanks" said Duo blushing.

"Believe me there's no need t thank me...now lets hurry so were not late for class." said Trowa.


"I'm gonna be right back I'm gonna go change my cloths ok Duo." said Trowa as he started to walk out the door.

"Wait wanna do me a favor." asked Duo.

"Which is" Trowa lifted one eyebrow.

"Brush my hair and put it in a braid for me...please." said Duo making the most adorable face he could muster.

"But Duo I have to...arg...ok but I better get something out of this later." said Trowa as he took hold of the brush.

"Trust me you'll get something, I just hope you're not implying something."

"I haven't the faintest of what your talking about and besides I'm not Heero." said Trowa as he parted Duo's hair into three sections and begun the task of braiding his hair.

"Thank God." sighed Duo with a hint of sadness in his voice.

"Sorry I probably shouldn't have brought him up."

"It's not as bad as you think. I mean I did a lot of crying but, it didn't end up totally bad. I did end up with you didn't I." said Duo with a distant smile.

Trowa tied the end of Duo's braid with the rubber band that Duo had been holding over his shoulder. "Duo people make mistakes in their lives Heero being one of them; it's one of my own."

"You mean." Duo had a shocked expression on his face (should have seen that one coming)

"I went out with him or it was more like my own delusion of the perfect life-mate, at first we really connected, we actually talked like normal teenagers, did stuff together. Then one day when we ditched class we went into his room so we wouldn't get caught and we both sat there for a while in silence a little after that he gets up and walks to his closet and pulls out a bag and opens it and takes out two huge glass bottles of Vodka, Tequila and an assortment of others.

It's pointless to go into deep detail of what happened except that we, or more like I, got drunk and no offense when I say this, but I'm glad Heero wasn't my first or else I probably would never want to have sex again. In the beginning it was good a little rough, but good. Near our third week together instead of it being the normal sex it was extremely rough...it hurt I put up with it. It's was the night before the last day of school and he said he wanted to sleep in my room that night with me I said yes, the next morning I wake up alone and to the sight of blood on the blankets.

I regret it now, but that was last year no use trying to change the past, it never works. I found a note on my desk it was from Heero it said "It was fun for a while, but now that it's summer I've got better things to do and fuck no hard feelings Heero." I hate him every second of the day. He didn't care, he never cared. I blame it on my own ignorance, I also think that's why half the school tries to make sure no one else falls for him, it doesn't seem too work though no one ever listens."

"It's the way he carries himself, he doesn't care what people think or say about him he just goes on with life like it's nothing, with Cal always by his side." said Duo looking at his feet.

"I swear those two are made for each other" Trowa heard the bell ring "shit class is gonna start."

"Just wear what you wore yesterday no one's gonna notice but the girls." smiled Duo.

"I guess." and they both took off for class.


Duo and Trowa got to class the second the bell rung for fourth period and since their teacher was loose with the rules they didn't get marked tardy and they took their seats.

"Ok class good news" beamed Mrs. Motosuwa.

"What" groaned the entire class.

"Oh come one it's not that bad I'm assigning a fun assignment next Monday. You get to turn in a poem, with your own words, make sure to show feeling in the poem it doesn't matter what point of view it's in as long as it's good. I want nothing below a six, all these poems we've made thus far and the ones soon to come will be put into a class poetry book. So enjoy and get started." Mrs. Motosuwa then sat at her desk and played spider solitary on her computer.

"Great now our poetry has to mean something." whined Duo.

Heero raised his hand

"Yes, what is it Mr. Yuy" asked the teacher not once adverting her eyes from her screen.

"I'm going to D-hall." with that he left.

"Fine by me."

Trowa got up and sat at the now empty seat next to Duo not caring if the teacher got mad she wasn't paying attention anyways.

"So what are you gonna do yours on" asked Duo in a hush tone.

Trowa shrugged "You"

"Ahhh...which one of my failed relationships should I choose from or maybe a happy poem about what it is to love...I hear death poems are always unique."

"They're eccentric." said Trowa.

At lunch Duo and Trowa sat together underneath one of their favorite spots near the flowers. Trowa was playing with the end of Duo's hair and Duo was in deep thought trying to come up with something for this evil poem assigned to them from the-teacher-from-hell. She was the only one who made them do the most work.

It was Sunday the dreadful night before Monday the day when the poem was due. It took Duo a while but he finally came up with something he liked. He kept asking to hear what Trowa had so far, but the banged boy refused to indulge him. So he went to Trowa's room to see if he could perhaps per sway him, it didn't work the other times he tried, but maybe eighth times a charm.

Duo knocked on Trowa's door and waited for him to open it and was greeted by a over happy looking Quatre.

"When did you get back Q" asked Duo after hugging him.

"Just an hour ago, I've been telling Trowa about the trip and he shared his poem with me. I loved it." said Quatre.

"Not fair." huffed Duo.

"Congratulations on getting together with Trowa, I'm so happy for the both of you."

"It seems he's told you about everything you missed." said Duo.

"I know I'm so upset I missed a dance, but there's always more." smiled Quatre.

"So Duo what did you come here for" finally asked Trowa.

"I wanted to see you." grinned Duo.

"I'll go now, talk to you guys tomorrow." said Quatre as he left to, well just leave.

Duo went to where Trowa sat and straddled his lap wrapping his arms around Trowa's shoulders moving in close so that their foreheads were touching.

"You know if at this view if I move my head right to left and stare straight at your eyes you do kinda look like a Cyclops." said Duo as he began to move his head.

"That's awfully romantic, now your never gonna get to hear the poem." said Trowa.

Duo pouted "That's fine with me as long as I get the poet."

The next morning was like every routine morning since they got together. Trowa and Duo taking a bath together, Trowa having to braid Duo's hair, which he didn't mind, and barley having a chance to find cloths then they'd be off for class.

"Wow looks like everyone's here today, good now let me just take role and" started Mrs. Motosuwa.

"And finish up your game of solitary." remarked Duo.

"Why thank you ever so much for volunteering Duo, your first." smiled the teacher.

Heero started to snicker.

"You're next." Heero's eyes widened for a second before regaining their usual calm.

"Can I read it from my desk" asked Duo hopefully.

"No, now just go up there and read." said the teacher as she took a seat in the back of the room.

Duo cleared his throat then started to read.

"Forever scarlet reminiscence forgotten in the light once more.
The common fact unknown,
But forever forgotten like the ever-slowing beads of time.
I gave you every thing including my innocence;
Do you truly now what it's like to feel?
More so, try being in love with someone
Who feels nothing for you at all.

While passing through the vain obscenities of life
Why do I hide from those who care
And only appear to those a stray
Only to be taken advantage of."

Duo looks up from his paper in direct eye contact with Heero then continues to read,

"Should I cry dare I try,
But nothing comes.
Have I lost all innocence and the soul to cry,
When did I lose at life, happiness, and joy.
Was life a game and I just a pond
In its ever constant dream to destroy all who fall for it"

Duo gave his paper to the teacher and sat down.

"Wow that was really good if I do say so myself" remarked the teacher "Heero your up"

Heero got up and went to the front of the class

"Is this an on slat on my sanity, I hope not.
And what silly warped sense of humor do you have.
After much careful deliberation I've decided your going to die.
Funny how that wish never seems to come true.
As it is I died living in a dream along time ago.
Contradiction is one of the many things that make you, you.
Had I given it any thought I'd care.
Is it bad if I wonder, I think it's worse if I hope.
Subsided with your own, but can you mend a broken heart"

Heero closed his eyes then opened them quickly before the image of Duo crying popped back into his head. He handed his paper to the teacher and left the class.

"That was amazing considering that it came from Heero, Trowa you go up now, but you can just hand me your paper and save us some time." when she didn't feel paper in her hand she looked up to see Trowa standing in front of the class.

Trowa inhaled and exhaled then began to read.

"You move like the words I may not speak.
Forever caught in your web,
What grace you dispel and release is what captivates me.
With wisps of hair that do cover my face like the ever present mask you wear,
Which constantly shields my pain.

To be jealous of one who is yet not so understanding of your love,
The love you give so freely.
Like a poem once read and a poem once told,
Thus once more of the lines untold of a story before.

And does this tell a story from the past,
Yet perhaps a story of a soul that does drift still.
I once did love only to be heartbroken,
To find love again just to be hear broken once more.
Settling to view my desires from afar,
Just to make you happy is good enough for me.

All in all you have nothing to worry about
Except forgetting to love and forgiving those who hurt you.
Yet you still cry in remorse for the past that was ruined and time wasted.
While in private you continue to repeat over an over again
Is it ever gonna end, not your life just the pain.

Truth be told I can't take it anymore,
So I'm doing something I know I'll regret,
And hope you love me in return."

"Well that defiantly makes up for a lot". Mrs. Motosuwa looked at Trowa in utter shock, not only for the fact that he read, but also a lot at that.

'That's right all this time we've been with each other and I haven't said' Duo jumped out of his seat and hugged Trowa in a tight embrace.

"I'm sorry I never said it before but...I Love you Trowa." whispered Duo.

It was lunchtime and Trowa still had a slight blush on his face do to the fact that Duo told him that he loved him and in front of the whole class minus Heero.

Kiley and company (company meaning Wufei, Hana, Lee you get it) were all outside sitting with Duo, Trowa, and Quatre by the flowers and trees.

"So when are you guys gonna elope" joked Kiley.

"Oh contraire Trowa's the mother I'm the father and Quatre's our love child"(1) said Duo as he slung an arm around both boys.

"I don't recall making a love child Duo." said Trowa lifting Duo's arm off his shoulder.

"I'm offended, and if you can't remember then that means it didn't matter as much to you as it did for me." joked Duo.

"Fine it meant something." said Trowa.

"Now you're just lying." stated Duo.

"You two please stop I'm trying to eat." said Wufei as everyone continued to laugh and joke.

Heero was leaning on a tree near by and was staring at Duo in all his glory smiling for all the happiness he was worth and regretted the fact that he let such a beautiful person go.

"I'm sorry Duo...for everything" whispered Heero.


One: My boyfriend's friends have done that

A/N: Woo-hoo I'm done with the fic. Tell me if you liked it and I'm so so sorry for all the grammar mistakes my computer really dislikes me and doesn't point out all the error's hope you enjoyed.

2/4/05: I was obviously dreaming.