{Title}: Sweet Enigma
{Author}: Sweet Charisma
{Chapter}: 2. Who Quat fancies.
{Notes}: Speeding up the process of elaboration
Special thanks to Ashen Skies for letting me know that made little sense. And thank you all for your kind reviews. Here's chapter 2. ;)
"Hm…Queen of the Damned."
"Horror, Duo?"
"Would you rather a chick flick?"
"I suppose not."
Quatre sat on the couch, tucking his feet beneath his legs. He wore blue flannel pajamas now. They were comfy. He looked to Duo, who was going through the DVD rack in his own pair of silk red pajamas. His long chestnut hair was unraveled out of the braid, still wavy from the design. He usually took it out before bed because a braid was just uncomfortable to sleep on.
"10 things I hate about you? Cause that ones just gunna get me started, again…"
It was about 11:00 when Duo and Quatre finally decided to sit down on the couch and watch a movie. They dropped the subject of love to just relax. Quatre, however, knew Duo would find some way to force who he loved out of him. The blonde wouldn't fight it anymore when that moment came, he determined. Duo was his best friend. He would help him with whatever he needed. Just as he always had. He smiled to himself and looked to Duo. He couldn't help thinking how great his best friend really was. Duo's brow quirked.
"What's so funny?"
Duo had apparently caught the small chuckle that escaped his lips. His eyes rested upon his best friend with warmth. Duo seemed to melt just then and there. It was almost as if he'd read Quatre's mind. A small smile escaped his lips with a sigh.
"Oh nothing…just wondering something."
Duo couldn't help but say something. "Judging by the look on your face…what's running through your mind is something along the lines of… 'Well, Duo told me who he loved. Maybe I should just tell him who I love.'" There it was. Blunt. God, now it was time to tell Duo.
Quatre wasn't surprised. It was kinda obvious anyway. Besides, this conversation was inevitable. They'd talked about times Duo had with Heero for about an hour before this. Other things in between of course, but that seemed to be what they always came back to. And Quatre didn't mind one bit.
"Face it Quat, some part of you really wants to tell me." His voice grew soft as he sat near the DVD rack with a horror movie nonchalantly in his lap.
Quatre's indecisive look gave away his inward debate. Duo was absolutely right. He did want to say something. Maybe he should just tell Duo why he hadn't by now. Why he wanted to stop thinking so much about Trowa.
"You're right," He started, trying to find the right words. "How obvious is it?"
Duo just smirked. It definitely wouldn't be Wufei. Wufei just, as much as he didn't want to admit it, preferred women. He was even a little distant from them a lot of the time. Of course it wouldn't be Duo, they were the best of friends. Sure something had almost bloomed a while back but they quickly decided friendship is what they both needed from each other. Besides, Duo wasn't even that vain, contrary to popular belief. At least not when it came to subjects like this. The possibility of Quatre loving somebody outside the circle of the five was unlikely. At least not when it was so deeply he couldn't even talk about it with his best friend. "It's Trowa, huh Quat?"
Quatre nodded. "Who else would it be?"
Duo slid the DVD back on the rack and picked Queen of the Damned back out. "Honestly. I don't understand why you wouldn't tell me. What's so bad about it?" A hint of jealousy caught Duo's features. "He obviously returns the feelings--"
Quatre opened his mouth but words didn't seem to come out. How could he have been so stupid and how much this might hurt Duo? The brunette rose and slid the DVD in the player. "I…Duo…I just think that may be the problem."
Duo appeared confused. "Quatre…?" He grabbed the remote, but never took his eyes off Quatre.
Quatre took a pillow off the couch and gripped it in his hands. He squeezed the material in his hands. "I just thought that…maybe if I talked about it…I wouldn't be able to quit talking about it…"
Duo tilted his head slightly. He pressed play and the DVD menu came up. "I don't get it Quat…why would that be bad?"
"It wouldn't be bad…so to speak…" Quatre started. He tilted his head up to look toward Duo. He scooted over on the couch and Duo sat next to him. Duo was silent for a couple of moments. He finally layed down on the couch. He patted beside him as an invitation for his golden-haired friend to do the same. Quatre was silent, his features never changed from wistful. He climbed besides Duo toward the inside of the couch. He let his head rest on Duo's chest and his hand somehow found it's way to the taller pilots toned stomach. It was comfortable, allowing them just enough room to cuddle. Duo slipped his arm around Quatre's shoulders and brought him close. Duo just thought it was great that he can come home from one of the worst nights he's ever had in his life and find himself having a wonderful time with his best friend. Being so trusted… So relaxing knowing Quatre had a good reason behind what he kept from Duo. A small sigh escaped Quatre's lips. He continued. "I just really don't want it to feel forced on him, ya know?"
Duo "Mm…" He nodded with the response.
"If I go around acting like a giddy little schoolgirl in love…it's not going to seem like this relationship came naturally. All that's going to accomplish is making me feel like an idiot around him and pretty soon I'm just not going to be myself." Quatre paused. That wasn't so hard. It felt good to get that out. He felt Duo's hand start to cover his. He squeezed the slightly older boy's hand fondly. "I just couldn't bear to do that to Trowa." It sounded a little bit stupid now that Quatre thought about it. It was foolish to not share such precious information with Duo.
Quatre tilted his head up. What he saw made him frown. Duo was looking off into space. In envy Quatre supposed. A tear found it's place on Duo's cheek. Quatre suddenly felt weak. He hadn't imagined Duo would feel this much of a longing for feelings like Quatre had. He instantly knew that Duo would give anything to have Quatre's troubles in place of his own with Heero. It would certainly beat feeling completely neglected by such a loved one. If Quatre was given the chance he would switch situations with Duo on any given day. But he just couldn't.
Quatre settled with a forced smile and stretching his neck slightly enough to press a kiss on his best friends chin. He held back the urge to sincerely apologize and take back the whole conversation. This would only burden the brunette more.
"Thank you for listening." Is what he settled for sincerely. Duo looked down slightly to meet the blondes gaze, forcing a smile.
"No problem Quat…I'm just glad you finally got that out in the open." His tone was playful. Genuinely, he was happy Quatre finally entrusted Duo and himself with the information despite whatever personal envy he had.
Much to the blondes surprise, Quatre didn't regret that as much as he thought he would. No feeling of insecurity ever crossed his mind. He would never doubt Trowa.
Quatre reached over, snuggling into Duo's chest as he grabbed the DVD remote from his hand.
"Let's watch the movie?"
Duo chuckled, finally relaxing his tense muscles and reaching a hand up to stroke it through Quatre's soft hair. He was grateful Quatre understood his feelings. Even more grateful he didn't have to admit he was jealous. "Quatre, I would want nothing more."
{Author}: Sweet Charisma
{Chapter}: 2. Who Quat fancies.
{Notes}: Speeding up the process of elaboration
Special thanks to Ashen Skies for letting me know that made little sense. And thank you all for your kind reviews. Here's chapter 2. ;)
"Hm…Queen of the Damned."
"Horror, Duo?"
"Would you rather a chick flick?"
"I suppose not."
Quatre sat on the couch, tucking his feet beneath his legs. He wore blue flannel pajamas now. They were comfy. He looked to Duo, who was going through the DVD rack in his own pair of silk red pajamas. His long chestnut hair was unraveled out of the braid, still wavy from the design. He usually took it out before bed because a braid was just uncomfortable to sleep on.
"10 things I hate about you? Cause that ones just gunna get me started, again…"
It was about 11:00 when Duo and Quatre finally decided to sit down on the couch and watch a movie. They dropped the subject of love to just relax. Quatre, however, knew Duo would find some way to force who he loved out of him. The blonde wouldn't fight it anymore when that moment came, he determined. Duo was his best friend. He would help him with whatever he needed. Just as he always had. He smiled to himself and looked to Duo. He couldn't help thinking how great his best friend really was. Duo's brow quirked.
"What's so funny?"
Duo had apparently caught the small chuckle that escaped his lips. His eyes rested upon his best friend with warmth. Duo seemed to melt just then and there. It was almost as if he'd read Quatre's mind. A small smile escaped his lips with a sigh.
"Oh nothing…just wondering something."
Duo couldn't help but say something. "Judging by the look on your face…what's running through your mind is something along the lines of… 'Well, Duo told me who he loved. Maybe I should just tell him who I love.'" There it was. Blunt. God, now it was time to tell Duo.
Quatre wasn't surprised. It was kinda obvious anyway. Besides, this conversation was inevitable. They'd talked about times Duo had with Heero for about an hour before this. Other things in between of course, but that seemed to be what they always came back to. And Quatre didn't mind one bit.
"Face it Quat, some part of you really wants to tell me." His voice grew soft as he sat near the DVD rack with a horror movie nonchalantly in his lap.
Quatre's indecisive look gave away his inward debate. Duo was absolutely right. He did want to say something. Maybe he should just tell Duo why he hadn't by now. Why he wanted to stop thinking so much about Trowa.
"You're right," He started, trying to find the right words. "How obvious is it?"
Duo just smirked. It definitely wouldn't be Wufei. Wufei just, as much as he didn't want to admit it, preferred women. He was even a little distant from them a lot of the time. Of course it wouldn't be Duo, they were the best of friends. Sure something had almost bloomed a while back but they quickly decided friendship is what they both needed from each other. Besides, Duo wasn't even that vain, contrary to popular belief. At least not when it came to subjects like this. The possibility of Quatre loving somebody outside the circle of the five was unlikely. At least not when it was so deeply he couldn't even talk about it with his best friend. "It's Trowa, huh Quat?"
Quatre nodded. "Who else would it be?"
Duo slid the DVD back on the rack and picked Queen of the Damned back out. "Honestly. I don't understand why you wouldn't tell me. What's so bad about it?" A hint of jealousy caught Duo's features. "He obviously returns the feelings--"
Quatre opened his mouth but words didn't seem to come out. How could he have been so stupid and how much this might hurt Duo? The brunette rose and slid the DVD in the player. "I…Duo…I just think that may be the problem."
Duo appeared confused. "Quatre…?" He grabbed the remote, but never took his eyes off Quatre.
Quatre took a pillow off the couch and gripped it in his hands. He squeezed the material in his hands. "I just thought that…maybe if I talked about it…I wouldn't be able to quit talking about it…"
Duo tilted his head slightly. He pressed play and the DVD menu came up. "I don't get it Quat…why would that be bad?"
"It wouldn't be bad…so to speak…" Quatre started. He tilted his head up to look toward Duo. He scooted over on the couch and Duo sat next to him. Duo was silent for a couple of moments. He finally layed down on the couch. He patted beside him as an invitation for his golden-haired friend to do the same. Quatre was silent, his features never changed from wistful. He climbed besides Duo toward the inside of the couch. He let his head rest on Duo's chest and his hand somehow found it's way to the taller pilots toned stomach. It was comfortable, allowing them just enough room to cuddle. Duo slipped his arm around Quatre's shoulders and brought him close. Duo just thought it was great that he can come home from one of the worst nights he's ever had in his life and find himself having a wonderful time with his best friend. Being so trusted… So relaxing knowing Quatre had a good reason behind what he kept from Duo. A small sigh escaped Quatre's lips. He continued. "I just really don't want it to feel forced on him, ya know?"
Duo "Mm…" He nodded with the response.
"If I go around acting like a giddy little schoolgirl in love…it's not going to seem like this relationship came naturally. All that's going to accomplish is making me feel like an idiot around him and pretty soon I'm just not going to be myself." Quatre paused. That wasn't so hard. It felt good to get that out. He felt Duo's hand start to cover his. He squeezed the slightly older boy's hand fondly. "I just couldn't bear to do that to Trowa." It sounded a little bit stupid now that Quatre thought about it. It was foolish to not share such precious information with Duo.
Quatre tilted his head up. What he saw made him frown. Duo was looking off into space. In envy Quatre supposed. A tear found it's place on Duo's cheek. Quatre suddenly felt weak. He hadn't imagined Duo would feel this much of a longing for feelings like Quatre had. He instantly knew that Duo would give anything to have Quatre's troubles in place of his own with Heero. It would certainly beat feeling completely neglected by such a loved one. If Quatre was given the chance he would switch situations with Duo on any given day. But he just couldn't.
Quatre settled with a forced smile and stretching his neck slightly enough to press a kiss on his best friends chin. He held back the urge to sincerely apologize and take back the whole conversation. This would only burden the brunette more.
"Thank you for listening." Is what he settled for sincerely. Duo looked down slightly to meet the blondes gaze, forcing a smile.
"No problem Quat…I'm just glad you finally got that out in the open." His tone was playful. Genuinely, he was happy Quatre finally entrusted Duo and himself with the information despite whatever personal envy he had.
Much to the blondes surprise, Quatre didn't regret that as much as he thought he would. No feeling of insecurity ever crossed his mind. He would never doubt Trowa.
Quatre reached over, snuggling into Duo's chest as he grabbed the DVD remote from his hand.
"Let's watch the movie?"
Duo chuckled, finally relaxing his tense muscles and reaching a hand up to stroke it through Quatre's soft hair. He was grateful Quatre understood his feelings. Even more grateful he didn't have to admit he was jealous. "Quatre, I would want nothing more."