Title: The Broken Flowerpot Part 7
Rating: R
Pairings: 2x5x2, 12
Warnings: Angst, Yaoi, Lemon
Spoilers: Yeah, kinda, some of the very last episodes
Disclaimers: I wish I owned them...but I don't. So I borrow them, use them, and put them back on the shelf where I got them. And for those of you who wish to sue me in hopes to gain money, you will be sadly disappointed to find that I don't have any!
Author's Notes: "The Broken Flowerpot" is the first installment of a trilogy, of sorts. I will be breaking this down in several bite-size portions for easier reading!
Duo knelt in front of the familiar gravestone, his fingers running over the engraved lettering. Tears dripped down his face, and he wiped them away using the sleeve of his shirt. "Treize...did he trust you? In the short time you knew each other, did he trust you?" Duo whispered, his breath hitching in his throat as another sob shook his body. "I am so weak..."
"You aren't weak, Duo, just normal." Trowa's quiet voice came from behind Duo, but Duo didn't turn around. Duo heard Trowa come up behind him, and he felt the light pressure of Trowa's hand on his shoulder. "He was worried, and he asked me to check. We both knew you would never cheat on him, but it was Heero." Trowa said quietly, watching his friend cry silently.
"What does Heero have to do with this? He didn't do anything except keep me company." Duo said, standing up from his crouched position.
"He had told a few people, we're not sure who or how many, that he wasn't ever going to go out unless it was with you." Duo looked at Trowa, his eyebrow raised. "At first, we all thought it was a joke, you know, some side of Heero we had never seen before. But, for the five years since we've been out of the war, he has not dated anyone...Not once."
"That still doesn't explain..." Trowa held up his hand.
"Wufei heard of this, and he didn't think it was a joke. He took it seriously." Duo's eyes got big as he started to understand. "And since Heero has shown up here, Wufei has been on edge." Trowa paused. "He trusts you, Duo, with his whole heart. But he was worried." Trowa gave Duo a glaring look, although it was softened. "You would be, too, you know." Duo wanted to say he wouldn't be, but he knew that it was a lie. He let his head drop, his vision falling to the broken flower pot next to the grave.
"I know." He hugged his arms around himself, taking a deep breath. "I guess I just miss him. I don't know why it's so hard this time. He's been away longer than this before. But now...Now I guess because Heero is around, hinting at his feelings towards me...I just want him here." Trowa, seeing Duo's insecurity, pulled his friend into a hug.
They stood like that for several moments, Duo clutching to Trowa like a lifeline. They had never been close in the war, and even afterwards they had never truly bonded. But there was that knowledge that they shared, the way that their childhoods were so alike and so different that made them get along so well. Each knew of the other's hardships, and it somehow made them stronger.
"Thank you, Trowa." Duo said, sniffling slightly. Trowa chuckled and patted Duo's shoulder.
"Come on, Duo. I'll take you home before I have to catch my flight in two hours." Duo nodded, and they walked silently back to Trowa's car.
Heero watched the departing pair leave the cemetery, a smirk on his cold features. 'So', he thought, 'they think they know. But they have no idea. Things are just starting to heat up.' Heero chuckled quietly to himself, although to anyone listening it was more of a bitter maniacal snort than anything else. He waited until Trowa's car was gone before he went to Treize's grave.
"So, Treize, we meet again." Heero took several steps backwards and reached into his shoulder bag to remove a large, heavy object. Then he placed it on the ground about six feet from the flower pot. "Don't worry, I'm not defiling your grave. I'm just going to help a certain friend of yours join you, that's all." He spoke as if talking to a gravestone was the most normal thing to do. He chuckled again, that bitter sound, and he walked back to the hotel where he was staying.
Things were definitely going his way, he thought. And with only a few more days, things would be perfect.
Duo walked into his apartment, switching on the lights and tossing his jacket on the rack in the corner. No one had called while he was away, and for once he was glad. He didn't want anyone, especially Wufei, to see him in his weak state. He needed to be strong. Wufei loved it when he was strong.
'He also loves it when I submit, too.' His mind taunted naughtily. Duo grinned at the memories of their lovemaking when he would be the willing slave to Wufei, catering to every wish and desire his master wanted from him. He also remembered the steamy vidphone sex they had shared during this mission, and a slight blush crept over his features. 'I wonder if Wufei is awake...' He was going to call his love, but just as he was about to punch in the number, he stopped and shook his head.
"He will be home tomorrow...I'll wait until then." He said to himself. He walked into the bedroom, took off all of his clothes and slipped between the cool soft sheets on the bed. And, all night long, he dreamt of all the naughty things he would do once Wufei got home the next day.
The next day dawned bright, and for once, Duo was happy to wake up. He sauntered over to the shower, whistling a jingle from a commercial he had seen, and he spent almost two hours washing, drying, and braiding his hair, making sure that he smelled clean for that night.
At around 2:00, the vidphone rang, and Duo was ecstatic to see Wufei on the screen.
"Wufei! When are you coming home?" Duo asked eagerly. Wufei chuckled, and he looked at his watch.
"The flight leaves in an hour, so I'll be there around 5:00...Depending on how fast I fly the damn thing." Duo laughed.
"Did Noin say you were piloting?" Wufei shook his head.
"No, but I am anyway. I just want to get home." Wufei reached out and touched the screen. "I can't wait to see you." He murmured quietly. Duo gave his love a soft smile, and he also touched the screen, wishing it was Wufei's face he was touching.
"And I can't wait for you to be here, either. So hurry up and fly home so I can ravish you!" Both men chuckled, and Wufei waved a small goodbye.
"I'll see you soon, Duo. Love you."
"Love you, too." The screens went blank, and Duo went to the couch and fell into the soft cushions. A happy smile never left his lips as he thought of Wufei returning home that afternoon. He thought back for a moment, at the time when both men had realized how much they had cared for each other.
Flashback
"Quatre, this party is going well." Duo said, sipping his drink. Quatre nodded, then looked over at the corner where Wufei seemed to be permanently in place.
"I wish he would open up a little, though." Quatre said quietly. "He is always so quiet when all of us are around." He paused for a moment. "Hey, I know!" Quatre's seemingly innocent blue eyes held a mischievous glint. "Why don't you go over there and talk to him? You can get a rock to talk if you had the will to do it." Duo frowned, unsure as to whether take that as a compliment or not.
"I guess I can, sure." Quatre urged Duo over to where Wufei stood, his eyes fixed on the ground. "Hey Wufei, how are you doing?" Wufei shrugged, sipping his drink.
"I'm fine." Duo waited for more, but when nothing was forthcoming, Duo started to talk again, mostly rambling to keep away the uncomfortable silence.
"So, I heard you were starting with Preventers? Une offered me a position there, too, but I don't want anything in the field. I've had enough with bloodshed and war, thank you. Instead I took a job in the mechanics department, you know. I get to make my own hours, have all the benefits of a full-time worker, and get paid lots of money..." Duo was surprised to hear Wufei chuckle, and it caught him off-guard on how sultry it sounded.
"You talk a lot, Duo." Duo looked at Wufei, grinned, and then shrugged as if brushing off the comment.
"Yeah, well, if you would talk more then I wouldn't need to fill the empty space with my ramblings." Wufei seemed to ponder that for a moment.
"Would you like me better if I talked more?" Duo was dumbfounded. Was Wufei asking his opinion on himself? Was this Wufei's way of asking him out? Duo, on an act of courage, decided to be blunt and put it how he felt.
"I like you already, Wufei. But it would be nice if you talked a little more, you know, told everyone how you felt." Wufei smiled slightly, and Duo kept talking. "And you should smile more, it makes you look more handsome. And you have to definitely laugh more because it is so deep sounding, it vibrates through..." Wufei started to laugh, and Duo couldn't help but join in.
"You make it sound as if I'm some character in a book." Wufei said, sipping his drink. Duo shrugged, grinning.
"Sorry, couldn't help it. But it is true, you know, what I said. You should smile and laugh more often."
"You make me smile and laugh, Duo. And so far you have been the only person to do that." The wheels in Duo's head were spinning. Oh, yes, he was definitely asking him out.
"Then we will have to be together a lot then, won't we?" Shock came to Wufei's face before it disappeared under a mask of true happiness.
"Really?" Duo slapped Wufei on the shoulder, but his hand remained there.
"Really."
end flashback
A warm, fuzzy feeling enveloped Duo as he remembered those tender memories of their budding relationship. Their first hug, their first kiss, holding hands in public, their first time making love together, and the vows they had spoken to each other only months ago. The vows that Duo had every intention of keeping. Wufei was everything he had ever wanted, and he wasn't going to ruin it now.
Duo wasn't aware of falling asleep, but he knew that time flew by because he heard the front door opening. His eyes were still closed, and he yawned like a child, waiting to feel Wufei's breath across his cheek.
"Duo?" Duo's eyes instantly flew open and he jumped off the couch as if someone had bit him. He stared confusedly at the form of Heero, who was standing a couple of feet from the couch, and he frowned.
"What are you doing here, Heero?" Heero shrugged.
"The door was open, so I thought you were home. I was thinking we could go out again tonight, or something." The hopeful note in Heero's voice wasn't lost on Duo, but Duo spared Heero and acted as if he hadn't heard it.
"Wufei's coming home, and he'll be here any minute." Duo said, looking at the clock. Heero's features fell noticeably, and Duo felt bed for him.
"Well, then, I guess I should be going. I don't want to keep you from Wufei." Heero said, chuckling sadly. To Duo, it didn't quite sound right. But then again, Heero was showing some emotions that he had rarely, if ever, shown to anybody.
"It's not necessary for you to leave, Heero. In fact, I would like to hear how you kept my beloved company while I was away." Duo looked behind Heero to stare at Wufei, who was shrugging off his shoulder bag and jacket and closing the front door.
"Wufei!" Barreling past Heero, Duo ran and embraced Wufei, planting a large, wet kiss on his lips. Wufei held tightly to the braided American, and he glared at Heero, as if challenging him.
"We hung out together, Wufei. It really wasn't anything spectacular, you know, just friends." Heero said, crossing his arms over his chest, a glare to match Wufei's on his face.
"Yeah, Wufei, we just hung out a little bit. Nothing serious at all." Duo said, his body pressed closely to Wufei's.
"I'm going to leave, guys." Heero said, making his way past the happy couple and to the door. "I'll call you two later, okay?"
"Okay Heero! See you later!" Duo said as Heero exited the apartment and closed the door behind him. Once he made his way out into the parking garage he growled out loud and hit his fist against the wall. It hurt, but he didn't care. If Wufei hadn't appeared...
No, he thought, things were not lost yet. Wufei would be angry tonight, and he would be going on another mission in a couple of days, Heero would make sure of that. Then things would go his way, and Duo would be his.
Rating: R
Pairings: 2x5x2, 12
Warnings: Angst, Yaoi, Lemon
Spoilers: Yeah, kinda, some of the very last episodes
Disclaimers: I wish I owned them...but I don't. So I borrow them, use them, and put them back on the shelf where I got them. And for those of you who wish to sue me in hopes to gain money, you will be sadly disappointed to find that I don't have any!
Author's Notes: "The Broken Flowerpot" is the first installment of a trilogy, of sorts. I will be breaking this down in several bite-size portions for easier reading!
Duo knelt in front of the familiar gravestone, his fingers running over the engraved lettering. Tears dripped down his face, and he wiped them away using the sleeve of his shirt. "Treize...did he trust you? In the short time you knew each other, did he trust you?" Duo whispered, his breath hitching in his throat as another sob shook his body. "I am so weak..."
"You aren't weak, Duo, just normal." Trowa's quiet voice came from behind Duo, but Duo didn't turn around. Duo heard Trowa come up behind him, and he felt the light pressure of Trowa's hand on his shoulder. "He was worried, and he asked me to check. We both knew you would never cheat on him, but it was Heero." Trowa said quietly, watching his friend cry silently.
"What does Heero have to do with this? He didn't do anything except keep me company." Duo said, standing up from his crouched position.
"He had told a few people, we're not sure who or how many, that he wasn't ever going to go out unless it was with you." Duo looked at Trowa, his eyebrow raised. "At first, we all thought it was a joke, you know, some side of Heero we had never seen before. But, for the five years since we've been out of the war, he has not dated anyone...Not once."
"That still doesn't explain..." Trowa held up his hand.
"Wufei heard of this, and he didn't think it was a joke. He took it seriously." Duo's eyes got big as he started to understand. "And since Heero has shown up here, Wufei has been on edge." Trowa paused. "He trusts you, Duo, with his whole heart. But he was worried." Trowa gave Duo a glaring look, although it was softened. "You would be, too, you know." Duo wanted to say he wouldn't be, but he knew that it was a lie. He let his head drop, his vision falling to the broken flower pot next to the grave.
"I know." He hugged his arms around himself, taking a deep breath. "I guess I just miss him. I don't know why it's so hard this time. He's been away longer than this before. But now...Now I guess because Heero is around, hinting at his feelings towards me...I just want him here." Trowa, seeing Duo's insecurity, pulled his friend into a hug.
They stood like that for several moments, Duo clutching to Trowa like a lifeline. They had never been close in the war, and even afterwards they had never truly bonded. But there was that knowledge that they shared, the way that their childhoods were so alike and so different that made them get along so well. Each knew of the other's hardships, and it somehow made them stronger.
"Thank you, Trowa." Duo said, sniffling slightly. Trowa chuckled and patted Duo's shoulder.
"Come on, Duo. I'll take you home before I have to catch my flight in two hours." Duo nodded, and they walked silently back to Trowa's car.
Heero watched the departing pair leave the cemetery, a smirk on his cold features. 'So', he thought, 'they think they know. But they have no idea. Things are just starting to heat up.' Heero chuckled quietly to himself, although to anyone listening it was more of a bitter maniacal snort than anything else. He waited until Trowa's car was gone before he went to Treize's grave.
"So, Treize, we meet again." Heero took several steps backwards and reached into his shoulder bag to remove a large, heavy object. Then he placed it on the ground about six feet from the flower pot. "Don't worry, I'm not defiling your grave. I'm just going to help a certain friend of yours join you, that's all." He spoke as if talking to a gravestone was the most normal thing to do. He chuckled again, that bitter sound, and he walked back to the hotel where he was staying.
Things were definitely going his way, he thought. And with only a few more days, things would be perfect.
Duo walked into his apartment, switching on the lights and tossing his jacket on the rack in the corner. No one had called while he was away, and for once he was glad. He didn't want anyone, especially Wufei, to see him in his weak state. He needed to be strong. Wufei loved it when he was strong.
'He also loves it when I submit, too.' His mind taunted naughtily. Duo grinned at the memories of their lovemaking when he would be the willing slave to Wufei, catering to every wish and desire his master wanted from him. He also remembered the steamy vidphone sex they had shared during this mission, and a slight blush crept over his features. 'I wonder if Wufei is awake...' He was going to call his love, but just as he was about to punch in the number, he stopped and shook his head.
"He will be home tomorrow...I'll wait until then." He said to himself. He walked into the bedroom, took off all of his clothes and slipped between the cool soft sheets on the bed. And, all night long, he dreamt of all the naughty things he would do once Wufei got home the next day.
The next day dawned bright, and for once, Duo was happy to wake up. He sauntered over to the shower, whistling a jingle from a commercial he had seen, and he spent almost two hours washing, drying, and braiding his hair, making sure that he smelled clean for that night.
At around 2:00, the vidphone rang, and Duo was ecstatic to see Wufei on the screen.
"Wufei! When are you coming home?" Duo asked eagerly. Wufei chuckled, and he looked at his watch.
"The flight leaves in an hour, so I'll be there around 5:00...Depending on how fast I fly the damn thing." Duo laughed.
"Did Noin say you were piloting?" Wufei shook his head.
"No, but I am anyway. I just want to get home." Wufei reached out and touched the screen. "I can't wait to see you." He murmured quietly. Duo gave his love a soft smile, and he also touched the screen, wishing it was Wufei's face he was touching.
"And I can't wait for you to be here, either. So hurry up and fly home so I can ravish you!" Both men chuckled, and Wufei waved a small goodbye.
"I'll see you soon, Duo. Love you."
"Love you, too." The screens went blank, and Duo went to the couch and fell into the soft cushions. A happy smile never left his lips as he thought of Wufei returning home that afternoon. He thought back for a moment, at the time when both men had realized how much they had cared for each other.
Flashback
"Quatre, this party is going well." Duo said, sipping his drink. Quatre nodded, then looked over at the corner where Wufei seemed to be permanently in place.
"I wish he would open up a little, though." Quatre said quietly. "He is always so quiet when all of us are around." He paused for a moment. "Hey, I know!" Quatre's seemingly innocent blue eyes held a mischievous glint. "Why don't you go over there and talk to him? You can get a rock to talk if you had the will to do it." Duo frowned, unsure as to whether take that as a compliment or not.
"I guess I can, sure." Quatre urged Duo over to where Wufei stood, his eyes fixed on the ground. "Hey Wufei, how are you doing?" Wufei shrugged, sipping his drink.
"I'm fine." Duo waited for more, but when nothing was forthcoming, Duo started to talk again, mostly rambling to keep away the uncomfortable silence.
"So, I heard you were starting with Preventers? Une offered me a position there, too, but I don't want anything in the field. I've had enough with bloodshed and war, thank you. Instead I took a job in the mechanics department, you know. I get to make my own hours, have all the benefits of a full-time worker, and get paid lots of money..." Duo was surprised to hear Wufei chuckle, and it caught him off-guard on how sultry it sounded.
"You talk a lot, Duo." Duo looked at Wufei, grinned, and then shrugged as if brushing off the comment.
"Yeah, well, if you would talk more then I wouldn't need to fill the empty space with my ramblings." Wufei seemed to ponder that for a moment.
"Would you like me better if I talked more?" Duo was dumbfounded. Was Wufei asking his opinion on himself? Was this Wufei's way of asking him out? Duo, on an act of courage, decided to be blunt and put it how he felt.
"I like you already, Wufei. But it would be nice if you talked a little more, you know, told everyone how you felt." Wufei smiled slightly, and Duo kept talking. "And you should smile more, it makes you look more handsome. And you have to definitely laugh more because it is so deep sounding, it vibrates through..." Wufei started to laugh, and Duo couldn't help but join in.
"You make it sound as if I'm some character in a book." Wufei said, sipping his drink. Duo shrugged, grinning.
"Sorry, couldn't help it. But it is true, you know, what I said. You should smile and laugh more often."
"You make me smile and laugh, Duo. And so far you have been the only person to do that." The wheels in Duo's head were spinning. Oh, yes, he was definitely asking him out.
"Then we will have to be together a lot then, won't we?" Shock came to Wufei's face before it disappeared under a mask of true happiness.
"Really?" Duo slapped Wufei on the shoulder, but his hand remained there.
"Really."
end flashback
A warm, fuzzy feeling enveloped Duo as he remembered those tender memories of their budding relationship. Their first hug, their first kiss, holding hands in public, their first time making love together, and the vows they had spoken to each other only months ago. The vows that Duo had every intention of keeping. Wufei was everything he had ever wanted, and he wasn't going to ruin it now.
Duo wasn't aware of falling asleep, but he knew that time flew by because he heard the front door opening. His eyes were still closed, and he yawned like a child, waiting to feel Wufei's breath across his cheek.
"Duo?" Duo's eyes instantly flew open and he jumped off the couch as if someone had bit him. He stared confusedly at the form of Heero, who was standing a couple of feet from the couch, and he frowned.
"What are you doing here, Heero?" Heero shrugged.
"The door was open, so I thought you were home. I was thinking we could go out again tonight, or something." The hopeful note in Heero's voice wasn't lost on Duo, but Duo spared Heero and acted as if he hadn't heard it.
"Wufei's coming home, and he'll be here any minute." Duo said, looking at the clock. Heero's features fell noticeably, and Duo felt bed for him.
"Well, then, I guess I should be going. I don't want to keep you from Wufei." Heero said, chuckling sadly. To Duo, it didn't quite sound right. But then again, Heero was showing some emotions that he had rarely, if ever, shown to anybody.
"It's not necessary for you to leave, Heero. In fact, I would like to hear how you kept my beloved company while I was away." Duo looked behind Heero to stare at Wufei, who was shrugging off his shoulder bag and jacket and closing the front door.
"Wufei!" Barreling past Heero, Duo ran and embraced Wufei, planting a large, wet kiss on his lips. Wufei held tightly to the braided American, and he glared at Heero, as if challenging him.
"We hung out together, Wufei. It really wasn't anything spectacular, you know, just friends." Heero said, crossing his arms over his chest, a glare to match Wufei's on his face.
"Yeah, Wufei, we just hung out a little bit. Nothing serious at all." Duo said, his body pressed closely to Wufei's.
"I'm going to leave, guys." Heero said, making his way past the happy couple and to the door. "I'll call you two later, okay?"
"Okay Heero! See you later!" Duo said as Heero exited the apartment and closed the door behind him. Once he made his way out into the parking garage he growled out loud and hit his fist against the wall. It hurt, but he didn't care. If Wufei hadn't appeared...
No, he thought, things were not lost yet. Wufei would be angry tonight, and he would be going on another mission in a couple of days, Heero would make sure of that. Then things would go his way, and Duo would be his.