Disclaimer: hm…what do you think?
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Duo woke up the next morning to find Wufei already gone. That was strange. He usually woke up earlier than the Chinese pilot, despite popular belief that he liked to sleep until noon.
"What time is it?" He mumbled groggily as he sat up look for the alarm clock. The red numbers said 7:16. Usually Wufei was still asleep. Blinking, he got up from bed, stretching towards the ceiling, his T-shirt riding up, exposing his trim waist. [yum!] Yup, sexy as hell.
Tucking a few stray locks of hair behind his ear, he wandered out of the room and downstairs. He hadn't heard any showers running. Maybe he was in the kitchen.
Walking in, he only saw Trowa sitting at the table, drinking coffee. "Hey."
"Morning, Duo."
"What are you doing up this early? Its Sunday." Duo frowned. Usually the couple only came out of their room after nine on Sundays.
"Couldn't sleep. Quatre wiggles too much." Trowa snorted affectionately.
"I do not." A new voice said. Duo turned to find a sleepy looking Quatre walking in, dressed in green pajamas that were entirely too big for him [They were Trowa's]. The top slipped down exposing one pale shoulder, the sleeves came down his elbows and the bottoms were dragging across the floor. Along with the tousled hair and the sleep-filled marine eyes, he looked positively delicious. [drool]
"Hey." Trowa called out warmly as Quatre headed towards him. "What are you doing up so soon?"
The blond used his fists to rub sleep from his eyes, a bad habit from his childhood. He yawned and smiled at the HeavyArms pilot, blinking sleepily. "Couldn't sleep without you." Crawling into his lover's lap, he wrapped his arms around the taller pilot's neck and nestling right there, in his spot, in the crook for Trowa's neck and promptly fell asleep. [Kawaii!]
Wrapping one arm around Quatre, Trowa dropped a kiss on the blond head, knowing that he had a goofy little smile on his lips and unable to control it. Duo laughed softly at the picture they made.
"You guys look cute together." All he got back was a raised eyebrow from Trowa and a sleepy murmur from Quatre. Shaking his head, he remembered why he had come in here in the first place.
"Have you seen Wufei?"
"Lake."
Duo did his famous imitation of a fish. "You let him go alone???"
"Chill, Duo. He was upset and he wanted to be alone. I left him by the lake." Trowa said frowning, setting down his cup of coffee.
"Upset?"
"Well, i would say that dark circles under the eyes, and on the verge of tears or destroying something constitutes as being upset."
"Do you know why?" Trowa shook his head. Sighing heavily, he turned to walk out the kitchen. "Guess I'll go find out."
Trowa had been right. Wufei was sitting near the lake, Knees bent, forearms folded across them and his forehead resting on his arms. Walking up to him, Duo settled himself beside the Chinese pilot. "Hey."
Wufei's head shot up at the sudden voice. He relaxed when he saw Duo but did not greet him with his usual smile. Instead he looked away.
"What's wrong, Wufei?" No answer. "Did one of the others say something to you?" A shake of his head. No, okay. "Was it something I said?" No answer.
"Is this about last night?" No answer. "Are you mad because I stopped?" No answer.
Duo sighed, rubbing his forehead. Taking a hold of Wufei's arm, he tugged the other closer to him. Wufei resisted at first, but then relented, allowing duo to pull him into the other's embrace.
"Oh Wufei." He sighed again, his head burying in the black hair. "I know that you want to, but I'm afraid that after what happened its going to take a little while." Tightening his embrace around the smaller pilot, he continued. "Also I don't want to do this until Heero is also with us, but I'm afraid its not happening anytime soon."
Turning around, Wufei blinked up at him and frowned.
"Heero and I had an...argument. I'm not ready to talk to him yet. So until I am, its going to stay this way."
Wufei ducked his head and nodded. Pulling him closer, Duo rested his chin on top of the raven head. "I think...that I do love you. And if that's what bothering you, from now on, never doubt that."
Wufei sighed and wrapped his arms around Duo's waist, squirming until he was snuggled just right. The american sighed and dropped a kiss on top of Wufei's head. Today was starting to look a lot better than yesterday.
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"Want something to eat, 'Fei?" Duo asked the Chinese pilot who was now sitting on one of the chairs in the kitchen. Wufei shook his head and resumed staring off into space. Duo frowned at him and turned back to making himself a sandwich. Wufei is acting strange. Did something else go wrong?
At that very moment Quatre walked in with Trowa, chattering merrily. Both of them had now taken a shower and were dressed comfortably in Jeans and T-shirts.
"…yes, Trowa. Really. It seems as though he didn't go to mars with Noin. Zechs has returned to the Sanq-" They were interrupted by a loud thud as Wufei got up suddenly, his chair falling backwards.
Duo whipped around to look at the Chinese pilot and found him staring with horror at Quatre. Then he realized what the blond had said. Zechs.
"Oh, shit!" He rushed over to Wufei and reached out for him. The smaller pilot snatched his arm out of Duo's grip and stumbled backwards, tripping over the chair and falling to the floor. Once there, he curled himself into a shuddering form and rocked back and forth.
"Wufei!" Duo knelt beside the curled up form and called out. "Wufei, please. Look at me! Please!"
"What? What's going on?" Heero rushed into the kitchen and stared at the floor where Duo and Wufei were currently situated. "Damn it, Duo, give him a focal point!" Moving over to where Duo was, He roughly uncurled Wufei's form and held his hands over his head. He pulled back his arm and slapped Wufei across his face.
"Heero!" Duo cried out enraged. He moved to lunge at the Japanese pilot but Trowa suddenly materialized behind him and held him back. "Damn it, Trowa. Let me go!"
"No. This is the only way we can bring Wufei back from the memories that are pulling him in."
Meanwhile, Heero continued the series of slaps across Wufei's face, each making a loud crack! All the while yelling at Wufei to snap out of it. Turning, he barked at Duo.
"Get over here and talk to him!"
Duo nodded frantically and knelt down again beside Wufei. "Wufei., please, snap out of it. It's just us. Nobody will hurt you. Please, just please snap out of it, please…"
Amazingly, some of what Duo had said seemed to get through to Wufei and on the next incoming slap, he flinched and turned his face away. The hand stopped and slowly touched the bruised cheek, a fleeting caress. "Wufei?" Heero whispered almost hesitantly.
Glittering Onyx eyes turned towards him and a shudder coursed through the frail body as Wufei nodded. In one fluid moment Heero had him pulled off the floor and into his arms, holding his shivering form tightly.
"…Damn it, Chang. Don't you ever do that to me ever again…" Heero choked out against the dark raven head. Wufei wrapped his arms around Heero's neck, burying his face in the same vicinity, as shudders passed through his body. Duo moved towards them and wrapped both of them up in his arms. That had been a scary experience.
Trowa had moved back beside Quatre and right now the blond was clutching him tightly, trying to process what he had just seen. Trowa for his part stroked his long fingers through the soft blond him, murmuring reassurances to his terrified lover.
Pulling back, Heero lifted Wufei's face to meet his. Cobalt eyes scanned his face and he winced softly. Moving his fingers over the bruised cheeks, so lightly that it could hardly be felt, he started to apologize.
"Gods, Wufei, I'm so sorry…" Wufei grabbed his hands and held them to his face as they moved to pull away. Shaking his head, he leaned forward and nuzzled Heero softly, pulling the hands to his lips to ghost a kiss across each palm. Letting go, he turned towards Duo, who was sitting behind him.
"Are you okay, 'fei?" After a nod, Wufei leaned towards the American pilot and wrapped his arms around the other's neck. Duo smiled softly as he embraced the smaller pilot in return. Hell, if Wufei found comfort in hugs, far be it from him to stop it. Ghosting a kiss across Wufei's forehead, he pulled the other down to rest comfortably in his embrace.
Quatre moved forward and knelt down, placing one hand on Wufei's arm. "I'm sorry, Wufei…"
Wufei reached forward with a small smile and briefly hugged the other, reassuring him that it was allright. Pulling back, he tousled the blond hair and smiled softly. Quatre grinned back at him and sat on the floor, Trowa following.
A moment of silence passed, the only movement being Wufei playing with Duo's braid. [Kawaii!]
Duo took a deep breath and broke the silence. "So? What do we do now?"
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lalala…this is going on pretty well…though I'm starting to like my other fic "letting go" better…ah well.
Duo: you meanie! Look what you did to Wufei!
Heero: Baka. Look at what she made me do.
Wufei: [holding an ice pack] wasn't that a little extreme.
Icy: [shrug] hey, an author's gotta do what an author's gotta do.
Heero: [sly smirk] Plus, I think you look rather Kawaii with that red on your cheeks.
Wufei: [blush] oh really?
Heero: yeah really. [pounce]
[Wufei and Heero heavily making out]
Duo: don't leave me out! [turns to Icy] you are still a meanie! Be nice to us!
Icy: like I said, I will. As long I get enough reviews.
Duo: you heard her, minna-san! Please! 8 reviews and in a few chapters hopefully we'll all be still alive!
[moans from Heero and Wufei]
Duo: hey! Wait for meeeee!
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Duo woke up the next morning to find Wufei already gone. That was strange. He usually woke up earlier than the Chinese pilot, despite popular belief that he liked to sleep until noon.
"What time is it?" He mumbled groggily as he sat up look for the alarm clock. The red numbers said 7:16. Usually Wufei was still asleep. Blinking, he got up from bed, stretching towards the ceiling, his T-shirt riding up, exposing his trim waist. [yum!] Yup, sexy as hell.
Tucking a few stray locks of hair behind his ear, he wandered out of the room and downstairs. He hadn't heard any showers running. Maybe he was in the kitchen.
Walking in, he only saw Trowa sitting at the table, drinking coffee. "Hey."
"Morning, Duo."
"What are you doing up this early? Its Sunday." Duo frowned. Usually the couple only came out of their room after nine on Sundays.
"Couldn't sleep. Quatre wiggles too much." Trowa snorted affectionately.
"I do not." A new voice said. Duo turned to find a sleepy looking Quatre walking in, dressed in green pajamas that were entirely too big for him [They were Trowa's]. The top slipped down exposing one pale shoulder, the sleeves came down his elbows and the bottoms were dragging across the floor. Along with the tousled hair and the sleep-filled marine eyes, he looked positively delicious. [drool]
"Hey." Trowa called out warmly as Quatre headed towards him. "What are you doing up so soon?"
The blond used his fists to rub sleep from his eyes, a bad habit from his childhood. He yawned and smiled at the HeavyArms pilot, blinking sleepily. "Couldn't sleep without you." Crawling into his lover's lap, he wrapped his arms around the taller pilot's neck and nestling right there, in his spot, in the crook for Trowa's neck and promptly fell asleep. [Kawaii!]
Wrapping one arm around Quatre, Trowa dropped a kiss on the blond head, knowing that he had a goofy little smile on his lips and unable to control it. Duo laughed softly at the picture they made.
"You guys look cute together." All he got back was a raised eyebrow from Trowa and a sleepy murmur from Quatre. Shaking his head, he remembered why he had come in here in the first place.
"Have you seen Wufei?"
"Lake."
Duo did his famous imitation of a fish. "You let him go alone???"
"Chill, Duo. He was upset and he wanted to be alone. I left him by the lake." Trowa said frowning, setting down his cup of coffee.
"Upset?"
"Well, i would say that dark circles under the eyes, and on the verge of tears or destroying something constitutes as being upset."
"Do you know why?" Trowa shook his head. Sighing heavily, he turned to walk out the kitchen. "Guess I'll go find out."
Trowa had been right. Wufei was sitting near the lake, Knees bent, forearms folded across them and his forehead resting on his arms. Walking up to him, Duo settled himself beside the Chinese pilot. "Hey."
Wufei's head shot up at the sudden voice. He relaxed when he saw Duo but did not greet him with his usual smile. Instead he looked away.
"What's wrong, Wufei?" No answer. "Did one of the others say something to you?" A shake of his head. No, okay. "Was it something I said?" No answer.
"Is this about last night?" No answer. "Are you mad because I stopped?" No answer.
Duo sighed, rubbing his forehead. Taking a hold of Wufei's arm, he tugged the other closer to him. Wufei resisted at first, but then relented, allowing duo to pull him into the other's embrace.
"Oh Wufei." He sighed again, his head burying in the black hair. "I know that you want to, but I'm afraid that after what happened its going to take a little while." Tightening his embrace around the smaller pilot, he continued. "Also I don't want to do this until Heero is also with us, but I'm afraid its not happening anytime soon."
Turning around, Wufei blinked up at him and frowned.
"Heero and I had an...argument. I'm not ready to talk to him yet. So until I am, its going to stay this way."
Wufei ducked his head and nodded. Pulling him closer, Duo rested his chin on top of the raven head. "I think...that I do love you. And if that's what bothering you, from now on, never doubt that."
Wufei sighed and wrapped his arms around Duo's waist, squirming until he was snuggled just right. The american sighed and dropped a kiss on top of Wufei's head. Today was starting to look a lot better than yesterday.
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"Want something to eat, 'Fei?" Duo asked the Chinese pilot who was now sitting on one of the chairs in the kitchen. Wufei shook his head and resumed staring off into space. Duo frowned at him and turned back to making himself a sandwich. Wufei is acting strange. Did something else go wrong?
At that very moment Quatre walked in with Trowa, chattering merrily. Both of them had now taken a shower and were dressed comfortably in Jeans and T-shirts.
"…yes, Trowa. Really. It seems as though he didn't go to mars with Noin. Zechs has returned to the Sanq-" They were interrupted by a loud thud as Wufei got up suddenly, his chair falling backwards.
Duo whipped around to look at the Chinese pilot and found him staring with horror at Quatre. Then he realized what the blond had said. Zechs.
"Oh, shit!" He rushed over to Wufei and reached out for him. The smaller pilot snatched his arm out of Duo's grip and stumbled backwards, tripping over the chair and falling to the floor. Once there, he curled himself into a shuddering form and rocked back and forth.
"Wufei!" Duo knelt beside the curled up form and called out. "Wufei, please. Look at me! Please!"
"What? What's going on?" Heero rushed into the kitchen and stared at the floor where Duo and Wufei were currently situated. "Damn it, Duo, give him a focal point!" Moving over to where Duo was, He roughly uncurled Wufei's form and held his hands over his head. He pulled back his arm and slapped Wufei across his face.
"Heero!" Duo cried out enraged. He moved to lunge at the Japanese pilot but Trowa suddenly materialized behind him and held him back. "Damn it, Trowa. Let me go!"
"No. This is the only way we can bring Wufei back from the memories that are pulling him in."
Meanwhile, Heero continued the series of slaps across Wufei's face, each making a loud crack! All the while yelling at Wufei to snap out of it. Turning, he barked at Duo.
"Get over here and talk to him!"
Duo nodded frantically and knelt down again beside Wufei. "Wufei., please, snap out of it. It's just us. Nobody will hurt you. Please, just please snap out of it, please…"
Amazingly, some of what Duo had said seemed to get through to Wufei and on the next incoming slap, he flinched and turned his face away. The hand stopped and slowly touched the bruised cheek, a fleeting caress. "Wufei?" Heero whispered almost hesitantly.
Glittering Onyx eyes turned towards him and a shudder coursed through the frail body as Wufei nodded. In one fluid moment Heero had him pulled off the floor and into his arms, holding his shivering form tightly.
"…Damn it, Chang. Don't you ever do that to me ever again…" Heero choked out against the dark raven head. Wufei wrapped his arms around Heero's neck, burying his face in the same vicinity, as shudders passed through his body. Duo moved towards them and wrapped both of them up in his arms. That had been a scary experience.
Trowa had moved back beside Quatre and right now the blond was clutching him tightly, trying to process what he had just seen. Trowa for his part stroked his long fingers through the soft blond him, murmuring reassurances to his terrified lover.
Pulling back, Heero lifted Wufei's face to meet his. Cobalt eyes scanned his face and he winced softly. Moving his fingers over the bruised cheeks, so lightly that it could hardly be felt, he started to apologize.
"Gods, Wufei, I'm so sorry…" Wufei grabbed his hands and held them to his face as they moved to pull away. Shaking his head, he leaned forward and nuzzled Heero softly, pulling the hands to his lips to ghost a kiss across each palm. Letting go, he turned towards Duo, who was sitting behind him.
"Are you okay, 'fei?" After a nod, Wufei leaned towards the American pilot and wrapped his arms around the other's neck. Duo smiled softly as he embraced the smaller pilot in return. Hell, if Wufei found comfort in hugs, far be it from him to stop it. Ghosting a kiss across Wufei's forehead, he pulled the other down to rest comfortably in his embrace.
Quatre moved forward and knelt down, placing one hand on Wufei's arm. "I'm sorry, Wufei…"
Wufei reached forward with a small smile and briefly hugged the other, reassuring him that it was allright. Pulling back, he tousled the blond hair and smiled softly. Quatre grinned back at him and sat on the floor, Trowa following.
A moment of silence passed, the only movement being Wufei playing with Duo's braid. [Kawaii!]
Duo took a deep breath and broke the silence. "So? What do we do now?"
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lalala…this is going on pretty well…though I'm starting to like my other fic "letting go" better…ah well.
Duo: you meanie! Look what you did to Wufei!
Heero: Baka. Look at what she made me do.
Wufei: [holding an ice pack] wasn't that a little extreme.
Icy: [shrug] hey, an author's gotta do what an author's gotta do.
Heero: [sly smirk] Plus, I think you look rather Kawaii with that red on your cheeks.
Wufei: [blush] oh really?
Heero: yeah really. [pounce]
[Wufei and Heero heavily making out]
Duo: don't leave me out! [turns to Icy] you are still a meanie! Be nice to us!
Icy: like I said, I will. As long I get enough reviews.
Duo: you heard her, minna-san! Please! 8 reviews and in a few chapters hopefully we'll all be still alive!
[moans from Heero and Wufei]
Duo: hey! Wait for meeeee!
