Title: Gundam Diaries Part 16 ~ Duo
Author: Makoto Sagara
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Pairings: 5x2, 3x4, & R + 1 (Relena obsessed Heero)
Rating: R
Category: Romance, Angst, Other……
Warnings: shonen-ai, masturbation, language, OOC, mention of imprisonment, angsty goodness, revenge…
Disclaimers: I don't own Gundam Wing, just this plot, and I don't know how well that is going. Don't sue me, because I make nothing off of this fic. I don't even have any money in my bank account right now. _;;
A/N: This part is dedicated to my brother, K-kun, for letting me pollute his mind with anime, and then listening to all my rants when I came up with writer's block. This part is going to tell all those people out there how this MIGHT come to an end… But Duo keeps telling my muse that he wants revenge… For what, I have no idea. I mean she let him have a WEEK with Wufei for a change… Must be all that angst that won't let him be happy. Apologies for making you all wait so long for this chapter, but I got distracted by something called real life, and well, my muse went on a tangent with a few other GW fics: two songfics, a short angst fic, and well… She is just a lazy, good-for-nothing, waste of ethereal matter.
April 12th, AC 195… 22:00:00
Hmm, after today, I don't see how anything will ever be the same in this house again. I have my Wufei, like I want, but Heero seems to be totally out of everything.
I am so happy, and relieved to have my love sleep next to me this evening. I never want to cry myself asleep again, which is what happened after Fei-bebi left me last night. I tried not to. I mean, I REALLY tried, but after thinking about that whole week in his arms, his soft breath on my neck, and the feel of his lips in the morning, I couldn't help it. I know, real manly of me.
I woke up to someone shaking me and calling out my name. I tried hard to ignore it, but how can anyone ignore that rich and melodious voice belonging to my brooding Chinese lover?
"Duo? Wake up." He leaned over, and in the process, blocked the horrible beaming sun from my eyes.
I opened them very cautiously. "Time is it, Fei?"
"About 8:30." He gave a smirk.
"I got another hour and a half before the evil men come. Lemme sleep." I rolled over, and pulled my blanket over my head.
"I don't think so Maxwell." The blanket was ripped back, and he moved me till I was flat on my back. He opened his mouth as if to speak, but I leaned up, and kissed him, hard.
"Mmm, g'morning, sexy." I said sleepily.
I saw a slight blush tinge his cheeks. "Morning, Duo." He took a hard look at my face. "Your eyes are puffy."
Shit, he noticed that. I had really hoped he wouldn't. "They are?" I acted surprised.
A look of concern and pain crossed his eyes before his face settled into a slight frown. "Don't play today, Duo." He brought his face close to my own, as he slid on the bed next to me. I could smell his coconut shampoo and the scent that was Wufei. "Were you crying?" He asked gently.
I debated whether or not to answer that question. I refused to lie to him. I can't do that anyway. My motto is "I might run and hide, but I never lie." There was NO way I was even going to try and start then. I feel that even a lie of omission is still a lie. So, I decided the truth would be the best thing.
"Yes." I whispered. I was so terrified that at that moment he would start ranting about how weakness was deplorable, and that he didn't love me anymore, and that he was going to leave the safe house and go off on his own.
I was taken aback when he wrapped his arms around me gently, and ran his hands down my back. "Why?" He asked.
Oh, I didn't know what to say or do. I wanted to just bury my head in his shoulder and cry again. I bit back that reaction. "You can figure out why." I gave in, and placed my head on his shoulder.
He lifted my head up to look at me, again. His face was a mixture of warmth, pain, and disgust. I knew that that was all for me. "You don't want me, do you?" I whispered, as I tried to pull away from him.
He wouldn't let me go. I tried to pull harder. "Let go, Chang."
"No," he gritted out forcibly. "Maxwell, stop this, and let me talk to you like a normal human being."
I stopped fighting him. "Let me go first."
"Would you stop behaving like a child?" He sighed. "I haven't said anything about NOT wanting you, but you haven't let me say anything at all really."
He was right. I hadn't let him say much of anything. "I…I'm sorry." I placed my head back oh his shoulder.
"I know last night was not what either of us wanted." He started.
"Far from it." I made a face into his shoulder as I relaxed and concentrated on his voice.
"I spent time thinking before I slept. I don't want to be without you," He murmured into my hair. "Ever."
I sat up, accidentally hitting his chin. I felt the tears threatening to spill over. His eyes held a sheen I had never seen from him before. "You… what?"
He gave a snort, and kissed me. "I want you."
I pulled back again. "But that doesn't answer my question? I asked you what we were?"
"We are whatever we want to be, but if you are looking for a label, then I would say that you are my lover, and I yours."
"You mean I don't disgust you with my "weakness"?"
He sighed. "No, you don't disgust me. You are not weak. You are stronger than anyone else I know. I am more disgusted with myself that I hurt you. I should not have done so."
I didn't even respond to that verbally. I just flung myself bodily at him, forcing him down on the bed, and proceeded to kiss him for all I was worth. "Love you, Fei." I managed to say, while trying to catch my breath.
He crushed me to him, and then looked at the clock. "We have an hour before Yuy and Barton show up. Would you like a shower and food?"
"Dun want anything but you." I said, but my stomach indicated that that was not the case.
He smirked and kissed me. "I think your body would disagree with you on that."
I knew I was blushing. Why does my stomach always act up at the most inconvenient times? I didn't want food. I wanted my Fei-kun for the last hour of peace we might have had. I stuck my tongue out at him, and then winked.
He snickered. "So much for acting mature about all this."
"Who said anything about mature?"
He crushed me to his warm body again. "Go take a shower." He whispered huskily into my ear. "I'll make sure you have food and caffeine afterwards. Then, Winner, you and myself will deal with Yuy and Barton."
I sighed heavily. "Fine. You win. But only because you mentioned coffee." I made a move to get off of him, but he held me tight once more.
"I love you."
I melted back onto him. "I love you, too, Wufei."
He gave me a long, hungry kiss, and then released me from his grasp. "Go. Shower. Now." I stood up and grabbed a clean set of clothes out of my wardrobe. As I was headed out the door, Wufei reached out and smacked me on the ass.
"Itai…"
"See you in a bit."
"Yeah, and I'll get you good for that, Chang."
"Promises. Promises." He breezed past me and down the hall. I watched his slim body as he descended the stairs, until I couldn't see anymore of him.
Sighing, I headed into the bathroom.
"No cold showers for Shinigami. Especially not after all the cold I have had to endure this last week." I turned the hot taps up as far as I could stand, then stripped down, and hopped in.
Our little scene on the bed had made me horribly aroused, but there was no Fei-kun to help me out. I accidentally brushed a hand across my aching erection as I reached for the soap. That, in turn, made me groan. I don't know whether it was the thought of that touch being Wufei's, or the sight of his eyes as he looked at me as he said he loved me, or the mixture of both and the hot water, but I was so close to screaming that I had to bite my tongue to squelch the urge.
I brushed my hand against my shaft again, and gave into a moan. I closed my eyes and thought of sexy black sloe eyes and bronzed caramel skin, and I was vaguely aware that I had begun to stroke myself.
I was so close, that all it took was to remember his final declaration. With that, I had hit the edge and dove straight over, spilling the whole stall with my warm seed with an orgasm so fierce that my knees started to give out from under me. I slowly stood up, and washed my hair with shaky hands, and then turned the cold tap on, so I could touch my body without a repeat performance.
When I was done with my near lukewarm shower, I hastily dried off and dressed. I grabbed my dirty clothes and headed back to my room to look for my brush. I was stopped by Quatre, who seemed to be waiting for me.
"Duo… I'm really sorry for what I said last night. Wufei was right…"
I put a hand on his shoulder. "Look, Q, it's no big deal. Everything is cool right now. I'm gonna braid my hair real quickly, and then I'll meet you and 'Fei downstairs. We can all talk about that before Heero and Tro get here. So, just chill."
I opened my door, and shut it behind me, gently. That boy worries too much. I expertly ran the brush through my tangled mess of hair, and made sure that my braid was good when I was done with it.
I heard quiet voices in the kitchen, and paused before bounding in.
"He said we could talk about it when he came in, but I really should apologize to you both."
"Winner, I was a little testy last night. I do NOT hold that against you. And I highly doubt that Duo does either."
I walked inside, smiling brightly, but it wasn't a mask this time. I was genuinely happy to see two of the most important people in my life getting along.
"How's it going, guys?" I looked at Wufei. "Where's that coffee you promised me?"
He handed me a mug as I sat down next to him. I took a sip. It was perfect. Just like him. "Mmm, I could get used to this kind of service."
Q snickered. "I bet you could." He murmured into his own cup.
"Now, what's on the menu for breakfast? No more rice. Please." I was so sick of rice. Wufei and I had eaten that a LOT the past week.
"I have cold cereal and toast with juice." Q blushed. "Sorry. I was kinda of preoccupied, so I didn't go replenish some supplies. I'll do that later today, if I have a chance."
"That's cool. Any Frosted Flakes?"
Wufei groaned. "How can you eat that stuff?"
"Didn't we have this discussion last night? They are good, Fei." I stood up and gave him a quick peck on the cheek as I ransacked the cupboards in search of a sugar over-dose. "A-HA! Got em!" I pulled the blue box with the cartoon tiger on the front out, and brandished it around the table. "BEST way to start the day."
I could have sworn that I heard Wu-bebi mutter something like, "I could think of something that's MUCH better" into his mug.
I shrugged it off, and poured a huge bowl of the sugar coated flakes and some milk into a bowl. I leaned over to my lover. "So could I, but I doubt that we could do that in front of poor Quatre. He might get a nosebleed. Not pretty."
Wufei gave me a blank stare, and then he started laughing. A genuine laugh, ladies and gents. Something that I hadn't seen from him before. Not even when we were alone. The sight warmed my heart, and I found myself staring at him, until he calmed down.
"They should be here in about a half an hour. Eat, Maxwell."
The sudden change in him was abrupt, but not unexpected, so I complied. I was more than happy to consume my own weight in sugar.
A few minutes later, Q-man got up and left the two of us alone. I was almost done with my cereal, so I pushed the bowl away from me and looked directly at Wufei.
"What were you two talking about before I came in?"
"Winner was only apologizing for his comments last night. I tried to tell him that I do not hold that against him, that I was just a little testy, but I don't think he will let it stay like that." He gave an exasperated sigh.
I turned bodily to face him. "You're right, but I'll take care of Q-bean. Now, where were we before my stomach demanded attention." I leaned over and kissed him.
He moved closer, and returned the kiss with equal passion. I was lost in the feel of his lips on mine and his hands on my back. We forgot where we were, didn't notice when Quatre came in the kitchen, and we still didn't pay attention until he cleared his throat, loudly. We both leapt back like we had been burned.
I glared at Q. "Timing would be nice…. If anyone had any…" I muttered.
Q was blushing furiously. "Sorry, but Trowa just mailed and said that they are 5 minutes from the safe house. He had to pull Heero out of the school early. It seems that they ran into Relena already."
"That girl doesn't give up, does she?" Wufei snarled.
The mood died in the kitchen and we all moved into the TV room. The silence was broken by the sound of approaching engines.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Q ran out to the hangar to go meet Tro and Hee-chan. I sat there, stonily quiet with my hand tightly entwined with one of Wufei's.
He looked over at me. "It will be ok, Duo. I won't let him do anything to you. I promise you that. On my honour." He was whispering in my ear, as the hand that I didn't have a death grip on was massaging my back. "Relax."
"I'm not really worried about him doing anything to me, or you for that matter. I just don't want to see him." I whispered back.
"It's understandable, but you have to see him sometime. We are all 5 a team, Duo." He kissed my earlobe.
"I know." I went rigid as I felt an intense stare boring into the back of my head. Wufei sat up, but didn't let go of my hand.
I turned around, still holding Fei-bebi's hand, and saw Heero. He was just standing there, fists clenched and a glare firmly planted on his face.
"H-heero. Hi!" I tried to keep from flinching as his face didn't change.
"Maxwell." He turned his eyes at Wufei. "Chang."
Q came up behind him with Tro, and threw me a sympathetic glance. "Heero, can we all sit down to talk?"
No one said a word, as the other three sat down. Heero sat across from Wufei and I, with Q and Tro on the loveseat on one side of the couch.
The silence was so thick that I swear I could have sliced it with my thermal scythe. Heero sat glowering; Quatre was trying to think of something to say; I didn't want to say anything; Wufei just sat there, holding my hand, stroking his thumb over it; and Trowa was looking at all of us.
Tro was the one who finally broke the stillness that was taking over everyone. "Do we get to see Ms. Peacecraft-Dorlian at her worst? Or do we get to guess?"
Q shook himself. "Oh, I'm sorry. Will you help me set up my laptop to play on the TV in here, Heero?"
T threw him a questioning look. Q glanced at me and Fei, and then at Hee-chan, and then back at us. T shrugged, and looked over at Heero.
Standing up, Heero followed Q-bean into the study.
I sighed and took a deep breath.
"You are too tense, Duo. Relax. I told you nothing will happen." Wufei said, quietly.
"I know, but the way he is staring at me is unnerving." I shuddered.
"You should know that he is just upset over her." Trowa added. "He will calm down once he has a mission or he can just get her back."
I gaped at Trowa.
"What?" He asked, shrugging.
"Nothing." I said as Heero and Q-man came back and started hooking up the equipment.
"Done. Now, are you two you SURE you want to see this? I mean…" He didn't sound worried, as much as he wanted to make sure they were ready.
"Aa. Now." The Ice-man managed.
I watched, distractedly, as Relena's face appeared on the large TV screen. I was more interested in the end of my braid, which I was trying to rip the ends off. That is, until I felt a hand come over mine, and I looked into the inky black eyes of my lover.
He gave me a reassuring look, and then removed my hand from off my braid. I sighed, and amused myself by watching the other three's faces… Quatre was all but snarling. Trowa's mask of passivity had disappeared, and he looked appalled. But, it was Heero's face that really got to me. He was glaring hostilely at the television. I mean, he was openly hostile.
The screen went blank, and Q switched off the TV with the remote in his hand, before slamming the lid down on his laptop.
"She HAS to be stopped. Allah forbid, but what if something had happened to either of them? Or they got a real mission? Or…" A hand found its way up to Q-raptor's shoulder.
"Breathe, Quatre, breathe." T-rex managed calmly.
"She will pay." Ah, stony and evil speaks.
"Of course she will PAY, Heero! Like any of us would expect less. But, it's the HOW that counts." Q had THAT look in his eyes. I remember Heero describing it to me one day. When Q went Zero…. I shuddered.
Heero's mask of suppressed anger cracked. Wufei's grip on my hand tightened. Tro just moved behind Q a little more.
"Now, how will we do this?" His eyes were shining brightly. I could just imagine the cogs working double time in his little twisted head.
I stood up, shaking my hand loose from Wufei's. "I'll be back."
I didn't wait for anyone to say anything. I headed up to my room, and as soon as the door was shut, I leaned heavily against it. It was too much. I couldn't take seeing Heero like this. I was startled when someone knocked on my door.
"Duo, are you ok?" Fei. I sighed, and stood up, opening the door.
"'Fei, what are you doing up here? I thought you would be helping Quatre plot the downfall of her royal pain in the ass."
He moved forward, and I let him in. "Well, I could say the same for you."
I shut the door, and sat down on the edge of my bed. Thinking about what he just said, I smirked. "True, but I'm just not in the mood."
"What's wrong?" He came over and sat next to me.
"I thought I could do this, Fei, but I just don't want to see him right now." I hung my head.
"Ah, well it makes sense. The last time you saw him, he did hit you."
"And the last time YOU saw him, you hit HIM." I snorted.
"That is true, but not the point. I can defend myself against Yuy quite well."
"So can I! He just caught me off-guard!"
He placed an arm around my waist. "I know, Duo. You are the most infuriatingly annoying creature sometimes, but you CAN defend yourself against anything you want. I don't doubt that what happened between you two was a situation of surprises. Though, he was out of line when he hit you."
"Yes, and my knight in shining Gundam came to rescue my honour." I snickered, and looked at him.
He was stone still, but the corners of his mouth were twitching. "Something like that." He brought his face close to mine, and turned my face so I was looking directly at him. "Come back down, Duo."
I shook my head. "Dun wanna, Fei."
He leaned in and kissed me. Damn him, he knew what to do to get me to cooperate already.
"Come down and talk to the others, Yuy included, and I will be happy to make you feel "better" later. Okay?" He kissed the area behind my ear.
"Mmm, sounds like a good plan." I stood up, and grabbed his arm, pulling him up. "I am definitely going to hold you to that."
We walked back down to the TV room, where Q, Tro, and Heero were talking in low tones.
I waved lightly. "Hi, everybody. Sorry."
Quatre looked at me, smiling reassuringly.
Trowa cleared his throat. "So, where were we?"
The evil glint had reappeared in Q's eyes. "I was about to suggest how to get Relena back."
"And you suggest what, Winner?" Wufei said from beside me.
"That's where I'm stuck." Q scrunched his face up. "Nothing I come up with is acceptable. It would either require us to blow our cover somehow, or just have to deal with her longer than is absolutely necessary."
"Hn. I would rather just get her out of the way." Heero said icily.
"How about we break for lunch? I doubt Heero and Trowa bothered to eat before hightailing it back." I said. "I'll go make something."
"I'll help." Heero said, as I headed towards the kitchen.
I froze. Since when does HE offer to help with anything? He accepts help begrudgingly, and then pays it back by stealing parts from MY 'Scythe. I shot a glance at Wufei that screamed "Don't you DARE leave me alone with him."
"I will help you as well, Maxwell. We need to be able to consume whatever you fix." Wufei said, trying hard to keep that same attitude that we normally showed everyone else.
"Yeah, whatever. If you're coming, then come." I turned back around, and kept walking.
The time spent in the kitchen was eerily quiet. I just went through the motions of making sandwiches, while Heero dealt with fruit and Wufei cut up vegetables.
I snuck glances at Fei every so often, and our eyes would meet, and I would turn back to what I was doing. Another set of eyes where boring a hole in my head, but I tried to act as if they weren't there. One look at Heero told me everything I needed, and didn't need, to know.
I took the overloaded plate of sandwiches to the kitchen table, and then went to see what Q and Tro were doing. A sight that I had hoped I would never see, again, was what greeted me. I have only walked in on them making out once, but I decided then that was something I didn't want to see again, and yet…
Trowa had Q-man in his lap, and they were locked from lips to hips. I gave a good impression of Quatre and his surprised squawk, turned, and headed back into the silent kitchen.
"Whatever you do, DON'T go into the TV room!" I declared, loud enough for everyone to get the meaning.
Wufei snickered and Heero cracked a smile. They both brought their contributions to the table, just as Quatre and Trowa entered.
"Winner, we are running dangerously low on essentials. After lunch, I suggest two of us go and replenish supplies." Heero said in his driest voice possible.
"Q and I will go. I need to get out and see people again. A week in Siberia is not the friendliest place." I offered, snickering. "Didn't get a lot of callers, did we, Fei-kun?"
"Not exactly, no. And, it is…" He was going back into his old role rather quickly in front of the others.
"WU-fei. Yeah, yeah." I said, trying to sound as bored as possible.
"Wonderful. Duo and I will go and get groceries and such, and you three can plot
the onna's downfall." Quatre said icily. Damn that boy is SCARY as hell when he gets like that. Glad he's on MY side of the war.
"Fine," Trowa said.
Conversation was stopped as we all wolfed down our food. Not that the silence surprised me from Trowa, Wufei and Heero, but Quatre seemed determined to get out, and I was lost in my own thoughts.
We all stood, and Q-bean grabbed my arm, dragging me bodily out of the kitchen.
"It's my turn to drive," I said nonchalantly.
"Sure, Duo, but can I ask you a question?"
"What?" What the hell did he want to ask me?
"How are you going to deal with Heero? You KNOW he is going to have to talk to you, sooner or later. And well, running off will not be an option in a bit."
Fuck. He was right. Once the Perfect Soldier had a mission, he would accomplish it as quickly and painful as possible. I took a deep breath as we got into the car. "I dunno yet, Quat. I mean, I know I'll have to talk to him sometime. Hell, we might even have a mission together, but right now, I'm trying to avoid him as much as possible. I don't wanna think about it right now."
"Duo…" He started.
"Look, Quatre, I KNOW, but now is NOT the time. I just want to get this over, and pay back that BITCH for what she could have caused." I was fuming.
"Good. I want you to have your priorities straight." He merely sat in the passenger seat.
I waited for him to buckle up, and then sped out of the vicinity of the safe house.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Normally, shopping is one of my favorite things to do, besides working on Deathscythe, sleeping, eating, making love, and listening to music, but today, I just wasn't into it. I automatically picked out things I knew we would need, grabbing a few junk food items along the way, just to see if Q would catch them.
Ok, so maybe I was having fun throwing packs of Oreos and bags of Cheetos into the cart, only to see Quatre blink and then put them on a random shelf. He did the cutest little squeak, and then distractedly placed the item on the shelves.
"Q, you gotta let me have SOMETHING, man. You won't let me have any Oreos. Ice cream? Please?" I was desperate for something I could tease Wufei with later.
He spun on his heels, looking at me, and blinked. "Oh, yes, sorry about that, Duo. I was thinking about the other three." He threw a package of Double Stuffed Oreos into the cart. "We'll get the ice cream when we hit the frozen section."
We went through the rest of the grocery store without any incident. After that, we hit the gas station, stocking up on gas. Gotta have extra, just in case. You never know what could happen.
I was dreading the quick drive out of town and to Quatre's estate. I really just wanted to not go back for a while. Maybe forget that I'm a scary terrorist, and just try and act like a normal 15 year old boy. Not that I would last… I'd probably drive someone to murder. What good would that be?
After paying for the gas, I slowly walked to the car, and slid into the driver's seat. I hesitated putting the key in the ignition. I looked at Quatre, and then, sighing, started the car up.
"Duo? Are you going to be ok?" He sounded really worried.
I looked at him and grinned, sliding that old mask on. "Yeah, I'll be fine, Q-man. Dun worry about Shinigami." I sped out of the lot, and turned on the radio. I think I had him convinced that I was fine, or was going to be, at any rate. He didn't ask me again.
I stopped the car in the garage, and turned it off. I begrudgingly took the keys out, and helped Q get the groceries and take them inside.
It was eerily quiet. I know those three are not big talkers, but this was ridiculous. I shot a look of concern to Q-bean, and he shrugged back.
"Study?" I said, trying not to sound too worried.
"Music room?" Q added.
We had our rooms to check, and we both parted ways to inspect them. Sure enough, I found Fei and Hee-chan glaring daggers at one another. Fei was standing next to the desk, hands clenched at his sides, his jaw set, ready for a fight. Heero was sitting at the desk with his laptop, eyes narrowed dangerously, muscles tense, his patented death-glare in use.
I watched silently as they just continued to glower at one another. Neither said a word, nor did they move an millimeter. I turned away from the scene before me, and walked towards the music room.
Q-bean and Trowa were there, heads together talking privately. They looked so intimate, and I really didn't feel like interrupting them. I silently shut the door, and snuck back up to my room.
Flopping onto my bed, I sighed as I thought about the two boys in the study. They were hopeless. They couldn't even talk to each other for an hour without it turning into a glaring contest. Groaning, I pulled my pillow over my head, and just willed everything to go away.
I think I fell asleep, because the next thing I remember, there was a pounding on my door and a lot of yelling coming from the hallway.
I slunk to the door, but didn't open it.
"Yuy, let him alone! He is probably asleep." Wufei.
"Chang, go away! I didn't ask for you to follow me." Heero, growling slightly. "MAXWELL! Wake up before I drag you out." He sounded like business.
I warily cracked the door open, and flashed a sheepish smile. "Hiya Hee-chan, Fei. 'Sup?"
"I want to talk to you." Heero was staring holes into me. He then spared a nice death-glare at Fei-bebi. "Without your bodyguard."
I looked directly at Wufei. "It's cool, Fei. See you later." I opened the door, letting Heero enter. Leaning close to my lover, who looked very dazed and none too happy, I whispered, "I promise you that I will tell you what happens."
His face softened a bit. "Fine." He spun on his feet, and walked down to his room.
I sighed for like the 500th time that day, and shut the door. I took my time turning around. "What can I do you for, Heero?" I said cheerfully, even managing a smile.
"Are you injured?" Always the business man.
"What are you talking about? I just got back from the cushiest mission ever."
"That was not what I was referring to, though that is a small comfort."
"Then what are you talking about, Hee-man?" I winked at him.
He looked like he was a little unsure about his answer. "Are you injured from when I hit you?"
I stifled a giggle. "Nah, it takes more than a punch to the gut to break me, ya know?"
He seemed to relax a little, as much as he can anyway. "Aa."
I gave him my best "I'm a big baka, but you love me anyway" grin. "Did you come up here to just to ask me that, Heero?"
"Iie." If I didn't know any better, I could have SWORN that the Perfect Soldier was BLUSHING! I couldn't help it. I had to goad him.
"Then what DID you come up here for?" I winked suggestively at him.
"Maxwell…Duo…You did not take HER seriously did you?" He seemed very adamant about something in that sentence.
"Who? Ojou-san?" I snickered. "Look, I may be silly, but I'm not stupid. I know she is just crazy. About you, anyway. Did YOU take her seriously?"
"No. I didn't think it was real at first. Not until, I watched it again, after Winner and yourself had left." His cold mask was once again slipped into place.
"And now?"
"She is a liability."
I scoffed. "Tell me about it. I should have just let you shoot her at first, and then none of this would have happened." I was scowling, I knew it, but I didn't change my facial expression.
"Even if you knew what you know now, you would not have let me shoot her." He whispered.
I was floored. How did he know that? "Huh? How…?"
He cut into my question. "You have a knight in shining armor complex. At least, I think that is the correct term."
I snickered, and flung myself at him playfully. In a high falsetto, I said, "Oh, yes, and you are my Space Prince, here to save me."
He visibly shuddered. "Baka."
I stood up straight. "So, is that it? I am starved!" I gave him one of my special grins.
"You are always hungry." He stopped, and a look of confused contemplation crossed his face. "Did…?"
"Yes? Did what?" I was puzzled. I know he was going to ask more, but he had stopped.
Heading for the closed door, he shook his head. "It's nothing." He opened the door, and left.
I followed suit, heading for the kitchen, but was surprised when Wufei came out, and grabbed me from behind.
"How did it go?" He whispered silkily into my ear. Smiling happily, I leaned against his body.
"It went fine. He just questioned me about injuries, Relena's message, and he started to ask about something else, but he stopped and left."
He nipped at my ear, which caused me to shiver. "So, I don't have to worry about him?"
I turned around. "What do you mean?" I searched deep into his eyes.
He smiled, and pulled me close. "I don't have to worry about defending your honour again so shortly. Is that right?"
It then dawned on me. He was still jealous. I smiled widely, and kissed his cheek. "You don't have to worry about a thing, xin ai. Everything is going to be just fine." My stomach growled. "Well, except for that," I said, embarrassed.
Wufei snorted. "You and your stomach. Come on." He grabbed my arm and gently lead me down the hall, down the stairs and towards the dining room.
The table was set for five, and Q and Tro were bringing food out of the kitchen. It smelled heavenly.
"Let me guess, Trowa cooked?" I asked, although I already knew the answer.
"Yes, Duo, Trowa cooked." Q answered that a little irritated.
"I should have known."
Trowa looked at me. "Why?"
I pointed into the kitchen. "No smoke."
That caused Quatre and Wufei to start coughing. If I hadn't known any better, I think they were laughing…
Heero and Trowa looked a little lost at the joke. Q leaned over and whispered into Tro's ear. I watched as his face changed from peach to white to red to green.
"Trowa? Are you alright?" Wufei asked.
Trowa just nodded, while holding his sides. That caused Q-bean and I to go into a fit of giggles.
Through the tears of laughter, I saw Heero giving a quizzical look to Trowa and Wufei. That, in turn, made me laugh harder.
"Nani?" He growled.
"Be-betsuni…" I managed between giggles. He glared at me. "Really, Heero, it's nothing." My stomach growled again. "Let's eat. I'm starving here!"
"I agree. Time for food." Q agreed.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Dinner went off without a hitch. The food was delicious, but that wasn't surprising, since Trowa cooked. I went too long without his cooking. My stomach was protesting after seconds.
After we all cleared the table, and helped clean up the kitchen, we traveled, en masse, towards the study. Heero said he had something new to show us. We were all situated in chairs around the room, facing the desk, where Heero sat.
"Care to finally share what you have found, Heero?" Trowa asked, gently.
"Aa. I've found Relena's schedule for the next few months."
"And? If any of us would have found it, it would have to be you. So, what did you find?" I asked, from my relaxed position, of sprawled across the chair I had commandeered.
He spared a look in my direction. If I didn't know better, he seemed to be amused. But that can't be right. He isn't amused by anything I say or do.
"She has almost a week free where we can get to her." He smiled. And, I swear, that was the FREAKIEST sight I have seen in my short 15 years. I've heard him laugh, but that was the laugh of one who is weary and broken. This smile was almost one of enjoyment.
"A week? What did you have in mind?" Quatre asked. He seemed to be excited over this new information.
"I haven't really thought of anything solid yet. That is why I am telling this to you all, for reevaluation."
"Reevaluation?" Wufei asked. "You seem to be asking us for input for a plan."
"Aa."
"I suggest something similar to what she did to Maxwell and I. Seems only just." Wufei almost snarled out.
"Yes, it does seem somewhat fair. Although, we would need to contact someone who irritates her to no end. Like Duo does you, Wufei." Trowa said quietly.
I almost choked. "Something like that." I muttered to no one in particular.
"Whom did you have in mind?" Wufei ignored my comment. "I can't think of anyone who annoys her, besides Maxwell, but he annoys everyone. It would have to be someone really horrible."
"Dorothy Catalonia." Quatre sneered.
I looked at the blond. He was openly holding Trowa's hand, but his face was anything besides his normal sweet smile. His normally angelic face was twisted with something akin to malevolence.
I glanced around the room quickly, and noticed that my reaction was the same of that of the other three. We had never seen Q-bean like this.
Heero nodded. "Ninmu ryokai." His fingers started typing madly across his laptop at his super-human speed.
I leaned towards Wufei, who was sitting next to me. I whispered to him, while I suppressed a shudder. "He is really creepy when he gets like this."
"I agree. Remind me to never get him upset with me." He whispered back, giving me an affectionate look.
I snickered. "Never get Quatre…"
He cut me off. "Jerk."
"What? I'm only doing what you asked me to do." I tried my best to look innocent, but I doubt that ever worked for me.
"Finished." Heero's voice cut through the quiet study. "She will get the message in about a week." We looked at him. "Delayed email. Dorothy should receive hers about that time as well."
"Who did you say sent the message?" Trowa asked.
"Myself." He shrugged. "The only way I could think of getting them both in position at once. They are predictable."
Wufei snorted. "Onna."
"So, what are the parameters?" I asked.
"They will receive the messages in about a week. The message asks them to be at a small safe house in the Himalayas that I have had to use a few times a week from the day they open the mail," He said, nonchalant.
"After they get there, Quatre and I will be there to greet them. Trowa and Duo will take out anyone they brought with them. Wufei, you will be there to get rid of any curious onlookers: press that may be following Relena, any innocent bystanders, and such." He looked at all of us as he talked.
"Quatre will deal with Catalonia, while I deal with Relena. We will force them into separate rooms, knock them out, and leave them there, with no escape for a while. A few days later, I will contact the authorities, and give them a tip about smugglers in the Himalayas. I will also supply them with the location of the safe house."
"Wait! You are going to have her ARRESTED?" I asked, dumbfounded. "Won't the press have a field day with THAT." I burst out in a fit of giggles. "Wonderful plan, Hee-chan."
"Excellent. I agree," Quatre said. "And I will be looking," his voice dropped about 10 degrees, "forward to helping you out with them."
"Are you going to alert the Doctors about this?" Trowa asked. "I don't want this to interfere with our real missions. That is not acceptable."
"Trowa has a point. I still have to tell G about what happened last week, though I certain he already knows something about it. Report, and all." I added.
"You will all tell your own doctors. I will have to tell J myself, but other than that, I doubt they will disagree with our course of action. We won't actually be harming either girl, nor will we be spending much time to accomplish this. They are both predictably prompt." Heero stopped. "Agreed?"
We all nodded, and headed out. I stopped Wufei on the stairs.
He gave me a quizzical look. "Yes?"
"Later?" I was kinda worried that he would deny me, and I think it showed through my voice.
"Yes. Your place or mine?" He smirked.
I groaned. "I have got to stop showing you all those old movies." I looked him over. "Yours?"
He leered. "Good. I'll see you then." He turned to leave, but I stopped him again.
"Duo? Is something wrong?" He sounded worried.
I gave my Fei a tight embrace. "No. Not now." I let him go, and walked up to my room.
My computer was chirping like an annoying little bird. Only one thing that could have meant. G had sent me a message. I closed my door and ran over to my desk, opening the encrypted messaged quickly.
It was a really angry message. Oops? I forgot to tell him that I was safe. I think someone alerted him. One of my friends was a traitor, and I had a feeling that their name was either Yuy or Chang.
I replied back quickly, apologizing for not telling him soon enough. I gave him a detailed report of the fake mission, excluding some parts, like the hot, wild sex that Fei and I engaged in. I doubt he would have appreciated that.
He sent me back an even quicker reply, saying that he couldn't have stayed made at his "boy" for very long. I hate when he calls me that, but he won't call me anything besides that in private messages.
I wrote back, telling him all about the plan that Heero had come up with, what part I was going to play, and when and where it was going down. I even added a few of my own opinions about the virtue of each of the "ladies" in question.
He sent back a confirmation of the information and said he would try to keep that in mind with missions that might come up in the next three weeks. He told me to get some sleep, and that he would write back as soon as it was necessary.
Oh, it's almost 11. Time to go see my Fei-chan. Night, Diary. Tell you all about it later.
~ Duo Maxwell