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"Duo please! You have to eat. You can't starve forever."
"I'm not hungry, Wufei."
"How can you not be? You haven't eaten for Two days!"
"I'm not hungry."
This was the sight that greeted Heero when he walked into the room. Wufei sitting beside the bed, holding a tray with a bowl of soup and Duo on the bed, Head turned away from Wufei, pouting and staunchly refusing any food.
"Duo?"
The American pilot turned towards the voice and the amethyst eyes lit up. "Heero!"
"How are you feeling?" He asked, taking a seat, opposite Wufei on the other side of the bed.
"Not hungry." The braided baka turned sticking his tongue out at Wufei. The Chinese pilot sighed heavily.
"You deal with him." He said to Heero.
"Duo…you have to eat. I'm not letting you out of this room until you do." Duo's eyes widened and became one of those 'you wouldn't…would you?' expressions.
"But, Heero-"
"No buts.
Duo pouted adorably. "Fine." Heero took the tray from Wufei and set it on Duo's lap. Duo shook his head and opened his mouth.
Hero sighed. "Okay." He took the bowl of soup and fed Duo slowly.
Wufei looked on a little jealous…okay a lot jealous and sad that Duo accepted things from Heero but not him. He slipped unnoticed from the room and leaned back against the adjoining wall, sighing. He knew that Duo was in love with Heero and Heero was starting to show some affection towards Duo. "Why me? Why now?" He silently asked himself. He left to his room to try and ease his mind with some meditation.
He came back in a little while to find Heero gone and Duo in the middle of a nightmare. The body on the bed writhed, tangling the sheets around it.
"Duo!" He rushed over to the bed and untangled him from the twisted sheets. He took hold of the thrashing body and shook him.
"Duo! Wake up please! Wake up!"
"No, no, please, no...not again…" Duo whimpered, tears leaking from closed eyes and coursing down pale cheeks.
Wufei pulled Duo into his arms, starting to get a little scared. "Its okay. Shh. Just a dream, that's all…wake up…" He rocked Duo back and forth, tucking the chestnut head to his chest.
Duo woke up gasping for breath, clutching at the body pressed against him. He shuddered violently and wailed.
"Why, Heero? Why? Why won't they leave me alone?! What did I do?" He burrowed into the safety of the comforting arms and inhaled the clean scent that was Heero. Wait, that wasn't Heero…
He looked up and reeled back as he saw Wufei. "Wufei!" The Chinese pilot looked…hurt? Duo couldn't tell since it had disappeared the next moment. Wufei ducked his head and blushed. "Um…are you okay now?"
Duo looked confused. Then he shook his head, clearing up his thoughts. "Yeah. Yeah…I'm okay. Thanks, 'fei"
"You're drenched in sweat. Why don't you go and take a shower?" Wufei suggested, getting off the bed and not meeting Duo's eyes.
"Yeah…yeah sure. Listen, 'fei…"
But Wufei cut him off. "Dinner will be ready in about half and hour. I'll bring it up when I hear the water turn off." He walked out of the doorway, head down, hands in the pockets of his customary white pants. Duo had looked shocked and disappointed to see him. Foolishly he had allowed his own emotions to be shown on his face.
He went down the stairs dejected and worried and met the others in the living room.
"Hey, Wufei." Quatre greeted him with a smile.
"Hello, Quatre." He replied with a small smile of his own. Turning to the others, he said gravely. "I need to talk to you about something."
The three pilots immediately stopped doing whatever they were doing and turned to face Wufei, giving him their complete attention. Whoa! He had not been expecting that reaction. They were actually listening to him.
"Duo had a nightmare." Heero immediately stood up. "Wait, Yuy. Let me finish." Taking a deep breath he continued. "He had a nightmare, but I was able to wake him up. He um…he thought I was Heero. He seemed fine afterwards. It seemed as though these nightmares come repeatedly. Leave him alone for now and talk to him later." He finished, flanking at Heero.
The Japanese pilot scowled and turning around, he strode out of the room. Wufei heaved a sigh, rubbing his forehead tiredly.
"Wufei, I'm sorry." Quatre said sadly.
"Hm? What are you talking about?" He frowned. Then looking at Quatre and then at Trowa he realized. They knew.
He flushed and chuckled quietly. "Is it that obvious?"
"No, not at all infact. My empathy was what had told me that you were feeling this way." Quatre replied gently.
"Um…yeah." Wufei didn't know what to say.
"It'll work out, Wufei. Somehow it'll work out." Trowa comforted.
"Hopefully."
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Disclaimer: dun own them
"Duo please! You have to eat. You can't starve forever."
"I'm not hungry, Wufei."
"How can you not be? You haven't eaten for Two days!"
"I'm not hungry."
This was the sight that greeted Heero when he walked into the room. Wufei sitting beside the bed, holding a tray with a bowl of soup and Duo on the bed, Head turned away from Wufei, pouting and staunchly refusing any food.
"Duo?"
The American pilot turned towards the voice and the amethyst eyes lit up. "Heero!"
"How are you feeling?" He asked, taking a seat, opposite Wufei on the other side of the bed.
"Not hungry." The braided baka turned sticking his tongue out at Wufei. The Chinese pilot sighed heavily.
"You deal with him." He said to Heero.
"Duo…you have to eat. I'm not letting you out of this room until you do." Duo's eyes widened and became one of those 'you wouldn't…would you?' expressions.
"But, Heero-"
"No buts.
Duo pouted adorably. "Fine." Heero took the tray from Wufei and set it on Duo's lap. Duo shook his head and opened his mouth.
Hero sighed. "Okay." He took the bowl of soup and fed Duo slowly.
Wufei looked on a little jealous…okay a lot jealous and sad that Duo accepted things from Heero but not him. He slipped unnoticed from the room and leaned back against the adjoining wall, sighing. He knew that Duo was in love with Heero and Heero was starting to show some affection towards Duo. "Why me? Why now?" He silently asked himself. He left to his room to try and ease his mind with some meditation.
He came back in a little while to find Heero gone and Duo in the middle of a nightmare. The body on the bed writhed, tangling the sheets around it.
"Duo!" He rushed over to the bed and untangled him from the twisted sheets. He took hold of the thrashing body and shook him.
"Duo! Wake up please! Wake up!"
"No, no, please, no...not again…" Duo whimpered, tears leaking from closed eyes and coursing down pale cheeks.
Wufei pulled Duo into his arms, starting to get a little scared. "Its okay. Shh. Just a dream, that's all…wake up…" He rocked Duo back and forth, tucking the chestnut head to his chest.
Duo woke up gasping for breath, clutching at the body pressed against him. He shuddered violently and wailed.
"Why, Heero? Why? Why won't they leave me alone?! What did I do?" He burrowed into the safety of the comforting arms and inhaled the clean scent that was Heero. Wait, that wasn't Heero…
He looked up and reeled back as he saw Wufei. "Wufei!" The Chinese pilot looked…hurt? Duo couldn't tell since it had disappeared the next moment. Wufei ducked his head and blushed. "Um…are you okay now?"
Duo looked confused. Then he shook his head, clearing up his thoughts. "Yeah. Yeah…I'm okay. Thanks, 'fei"
"You're drenched in sweat. Why don't you go and take a shower?" Wufei suggested, getting off the bed and not meeting Duo's eyes.
"Yeah…yeah sure. Listen, 'fei…"
But Wufei cut him off. "Dinner will be ready in about half and hour. I'll bring it up when I hear the water turn off." He walked out of the doorway, head down, hands in the pockets of his customary white pants. Duo had looked shocked and disappointed to see him. Foolishly he had allowed his own emotions to be shown on his face.
He went down the stairs dejected and worried and met the others in the living room.
"Hey, Wufei." Quatre greeted him with a smile.
"Hello, Quatre." He replied with a small smile of his own. Turning to the others, he said gravely. "I need to talk to you about something."
The three pilots immediately stopped doing whatever they were doing and turned to face Wufei, giving him their complete attention. Whoa! He had not been expecting that reaction. They were actually listening to him.
"Duo had a nightmare." Heero immediately stood up. "Wait, Yuy. Let me finish." Taking a deep breath he continued. "He had a nightmare, but I was able to wake him up. He um…he thought I was Heero. He seemed fine afterwards. It seemed as though these nightmares come repeatedly. Leave him alone for now and talk to him later." He finished, flanking at Heero.
The Japanese pilot scowled and turning around, he strode out of the room. Wufei heaved a sigh, rubbing his forehead tiredly.
"Wufei, I'm sorry." Quatre said sadly.
"Hm? What are you talking about?" He frowned. Then looking at Quatre and then at Trowa he realized. They knew.
He flushed and chuckled quietly. "Is it that obvious?"
"No, not at all infact. My empathy was what had told me that you were feeling this way." Quatre replied gently.
"Um…yeah." Wufei didn't know what to say.
"It'll work out, Wufei. Somehow it'll work out." Trowa comforted.
"Hopefully."
lalalala….scribbles on paper no…tears it up…scribbles on another paper no no definitely not…Looks at you O.O see the dilemma I'm in.??? so please Review and get me out of this haze of stupidity XP