Am I Invisible?
By: Kami2003
A.N. Holy crap! It's been a really long time. Forgive me for the long wait, guys. This chapter may be long or short, depending on how I feel. But
enough of the notes. On to the disclaimer thingy.
Disclaimer: Gundam Wing not mine. Song not mine. Nothing here but storyline is mine. Got that?
Chapter Four: The Reprocussion
'I think.....I love you.....Duo........'
Those were the last words Quatre thought as he looked at the injured pilot's face. It has been a month already, and Duo was still unconcious.
Sure, he stirred from time to time, but it was never the same. Already, Quatre was missing the jubilant boy's hyperactivity....his loyalty.....and even
his love for the pancakes that Quatre worked so hard to make. Ever since the incident, it was rare to see Quatre leave Duo's side, even for sleep
or food. He just sat there, praying and crying.
Unbeknowst to the soft-eyed Arabian, Trowa stood at the doorway of the medical wing of the safehouse, his visible eye narrowed slightly. He,
unlike the rest of the pilots, knew that Duo was not one to be shot so easily. Even being the klutz that he was, the braided American never got
shot, no matter how great the odds. And getting shot with so few people shooting at them was not an accident....it was deliberation. There was
no other explanation for it. Duo WANTED to get shot. But why?
Suddenly, it hit him. The frowns whenever he walked up to Quatre....the unusually peppy attitude whenever he was around....He smacks his
forehead some. 'Of course,' he thought. 'Duo....he's in love with Quatre....MY Quatre.' He gives a deadly glare to the injured boy and then walks
out, his eyes colder than usual. Duo was going to pay for this....this trickery. He began to think up a plan....
Two Days Later /
At last, Duo had awoken, greeted by the wonderful scent of those special pancakes. He smiled weakly and opened his eyes some, cursing a little
in his mind. He was almost killed by that last damn bullet. He hadn't meant to be shot in the back, and it cost him valuable time. He winces and
tries to sit up, only to yelp in pain and fall back once more, seething through his teeth. He opened his eyes again, and nearly jumped at the fact
that he was looking into the soft eyes of that beautiful Arabian.
"Q-quatre?" He said weakly, blinking a few times. "I-is that you?" The Arabian smiled brightly, his eyes showing that he had been crying recently.
"Yes, Duo...it's me. I'm here." Duo fumbled around for the bed controls and then pushed the button that raised the top half of the bed into a sitting
position. He winces a bit as he looks at the blonde-haired boy again. "H-how long....was I out?" Quatre smiles again, sitting back in the chair he
had brought into the wing. "A month and two days..." He said sadly.
Another cursing frenzy went off in Duo's head, but he just put on his false smile and laughed a little bit. His laugh was cut short, though, by the
look from Quatre. "Duo..." He asked. "...how did you get shot?" Duo's smile broke and he shrugged some, despite the pain it gave him. "I guess...
my mind slipped. I stumbled on a branch I didn't see, and then I got popped." Good story...yeah. He'd believe that.
Quatre looked down sadly, and Duo knew that he didn't believe him. The braided boy struggles to get in a true sitting position, wincing as he
reached it. He turns to Quatre and rubs the back of his head. "Quatre....there's something I have to tell you...." He said uncertainly. The Arabian
looked at Duo with those soft eyes, silently telling him to go on. Duo, feeling a little more confidence, decided just to say it. "I...I love you, Quatre."
Quatre blushed so furiously it was like someone had painted his face red. Inside, he had known that Duo was in love already, but hearing him
say it brought elation to his heart. He slowly reached out with his hand and placed it on Duo's cheek. He looked as if he was about to cry yet
again. "Duo...I...." He started, smiling softly. "I...love you too...." And with that, the blonde-haired beauty slowly leaned in, his soft lips pressing
against Duo's gently.
Duo sat there for a moment, his eyes wide from shock. A month and a half of near-comatose state, and Quatre was kissing him! As soon as he
got over the initial shock, he closed his eyes gently, his hand spipping behind Quatre's head and staying there as they kissed. Suddenly, he
hears the sound of footsteps and breaks the kiss, looking up to see Heero and Trowa standing at the doorway. Trowa looked absolutely livid.
Heero had no idea what to expect when Trowa told him that there was a problem in the emergency room. The LAST thing he expected was to
see Quatre and Duo kissing each other. The usually stoic pilot was met with a feeling he'd never had before. Jealousy. He mentally berated
himself for it, because if he was jealous, that meant that he was in love with Duo....and if he was in love with Duo, then he had a weakness. So,
he just decided to speak. "I would say 'what's going on here', but that answers itself..."
Duo and Quatre blushed just about the same shade of red, and Duo took his shot at explaining. "Well...you see....Quatre....he was.....and...." No
use. Quatre shook his head and began to speak. "We were kissing.....is that a problem?" Trowa just seemed to be getting even more angry by
the second. And surprisingly, he spoke. "I see...." He said in a voice seething with anger. Swiftly, he walks up to the bed, pulls his fist back, and
punches Duo so hard in the jaw, he fell out of the bed and landed with a pained thud.
Both Quatre and Heero seemed outraged by this action, and several events followed. First, Quatre stood up, shouted some curses at Trowa, and
then slapped him swiftly across the face before rushing to Duo's side. Then, as Trowa was about to leave, Heero connected a punch right into
the pilot's gut, sending him down to the floor. "You never assault a partner, regardless of any personal vendetta." He grabs the now unconcious
pilot by the sweater and slowly drags him out of the med wing.
Will Duo and Quatre work out? Will Trowa get over his anger? And what happened to Wufei? Does he have anything to say to this? Find out in
the next chapter of "Am I Invisible"!
By: Kami2003
A.N. Holy crap! It's been a really long time. Forgive me for the long wait, guys. This chapter may be long or short, depending on how I feel. But
enough of the notes. On to the disclaimer thingy.
Disclaimer: Gundam Wing not mine. Song not mine. Nothing here but storyline is mine. Got that?
Chapter Four: The Reprocussion
'I think.....I love you.....Duo........'
Those were the last words Quatre thought as he looked at the injured pilot's face. It has been a month already, and Duo was still unconcious.
Sure, he stirred from time to time, but it was never the same. Already, Quatre was missing the jubilant boy's hyperactivity....his loyalty.....and even
his love for the pancakes that Quatre worked so hard to make. Ever since the incident, it was rare to see Quatre leave Duo's side, even for sleep
or food. He just sat there, praying and crying.
Unbeknowst to the soft-eyed Arabian, Trowa stood at the doorway of the medical wing of the safehouse, his visible eye narrowed slightly. He,
unlike the rest of the pilots, knew that Duo was not one to be shot so easily. Even being the klutz that he was, the braided American never got
shot, no matter how great the odds. And getting shot with so few people shooting at them was not an accident....it was deliberation. There was
no other explanation for it. Duo WANTED to get shot. But why?
Suddenly, it hit him. The frowns whenever he walked up to Quatre....the unusually peppy attitude whenever he was around....He smacks his
forehead some. 'Of course,' he thought. 'Duo....he's in love with Quatre....MY Quatre.' He gives a deadly glare to the injured boy and then walks
out, his eyes colder than usual. Duo was going to pay for this....this trickery. He began to think up a plan....
Two Days Later /
At last, Duo had awoken, greeted by the wonderful scent of those special pancakes. He smiled weakly and opened his eyes some, cursing a little
in his mind. He was almost killed by that last damn bullet. He hadn't meant to be shot in the back, and it cost him valuable time. He winces and
tries to sit up, only to yelp in pain and fall back once more, seething through his teeth. He opened his eyes again, and nearly jumped at the fact
that he was looking into the soft eyes of that beautiful Arabian.
"Q-quatre?" He said weakly, blinking a few times. "I-is that you?" The Arabian smiled brightly, his eyes showing that he had been crying recently.
"Yes, Duo...it's me. I'm here." Duo fumbled around for the bed controls and then pushed the button that raised the top half of the bed into a sitting
position. He winces a bit as he looks at the blonde-haired boy again. "H-how long....was I out?" Quatre smiles again, sitting back in the chair he
had brought into the wing. "A month and two days..." He said sadly.
Another cursing frenzy went off in Duo's head, but he just put on his false smile and laughed a little bit. His laugh was cut short, though, by the
look from Quatre. "Duo..." He asked. "...how did you get shot?" Duo's smile broke and he shrugged some, despite the pain it gave him. "I guess...
my mind slipped. I stumbled on a branch I didn't see, and then I got popped." Good story...yeah. He'd believe that.
Quatre looked down sadly, and Duo knew that he didn't believe him. The braided boy struggles to get in a true sitting position, wincing as he
reached it. He turns to Quatre and rubs the back of his head. "Quatre....there's something I have to tell you...." He said uncertainly. The Arabian
looked at Duo with those soft eyes, silently telling him to go on. Duo, feeling a little more confidence, decided just to say it. "I...I love you, Quatre."
Quatre blushed so furiously it was like someone had painted his face red. Inside, he had known that Duo was in love already, but hearing him
say it brought elation to his heart. He slowly reached out with his hand and placed it on Duo's cheek. He looked as if he was about to cry yet
again. "Duo...I...." He started, smiling softly. "I...love you too...." And with that, the blonde-haired beauty slowly leaned in, his soft lips pressing
against Duo's gently.
Duo sat there for a moment, his eyes wide from shock. A month and a half of near-comatose state, and Quatre was kissing him! As soon as he
got over the initial shock, he closed his eyes gently, his hand spipping behind Quatre's head and staying there as they kissed. Suddenly, he
hears the sound of footsteps and breaks the kiss, looking up to see Heero and Trowa standing at the doorway. Trowa looked absolutely livid.
Heero had no idea what to expect when Trowa told him that there was a problem in the emergency room. The LAST thing he expected was to
see Quatre and Duo kissing each other. The usually stoic pilot was met with a feeling he'd never had before. Jealousy. He mentally berated
himself for it, because if he was jealous, that meant that he was in love with Duo....and if he was in love with Duo, then he had a weakness. So,
he just decided to speak. "I would say 'what's going on here', but that answers itself..."
Duo and Quatre blushed just about the same shade of red, and Duo took his shot at explaining. "Well...you see....Quatre....he was.....and...." No
use. Quatre shook his head and began to speak. "We were kissing.....is that a problem?" Trowa just seemed to be getting even more angry by
the second. And surprisingly, he spoke. "I see...." He said in a voice seething with anger. Swiftly, he walks up to the bed, pulls his fist back, and
punches Duo so hard in the jaw, he fell out of the bed and landed with a pained thud.
Both Quatre and Heero seemed outraged by this action, and several events followed. First, Quatre stood up, shouted some curses at Trowa, and
then slapped him swiftly across the face before rushing to Duo's side. Then, as Trowa was about to leave, Heero connected a punch right into
the pilot's gut, sending him down to the floor. "You never assault a partner, regardless of any personal vendetta." He grabs the now unconcious
pilot by the sweater and slowly drags him out of the med wing.
Will Duo and Quatre work out? Will Trowa get over his anger? And what happened to Wufei? Does he have anything to say to this? Find out in
the next chapter of "Am I Invisible"!