Untitled - Part 1

Duo POV

Sigh.

Duo packed his belongings into a black leather bag. It wasn't much, just some extra clothes and crumbs from sneaking food in. Brush in pocket, cross on neck, and knife in sleeve, he zipped up the bag and walked out into the hallway and saw Heero.

"Hey Heero."

Heero looked up, acknowledging Duo, but stayed silent and walked past the other Gundam Pilot and closed the door as he went into the room of his own.

"Hi Duo, how are you, how's it going, how was your day..." Duo said to himself. "Heero! It's called communication, one of the things you were supposed to learn when you grew up!"

Silence. There was never any real response from Heero. He never figured out why, even though he tryed to make contact of some form with Heero every chance he got. Something about the pilot of Wing just made him feel better. Duo continued down the hallway to the stairs and went down.

Quatre POV

Stomp stomp stomp stomp. Quatre heard the noise as he was cleaning the kitchen.

"Duo! Don't stomp down the stairs. They're old and you never know if you could break a step," Quatre said with a consoling look.

"Yes, Mom," Duo retorted.

"Have you talked to Heero lately, Duo?" Quatre asked.

"I've talked to Heero. He just hasn't responded, talked in anyway or form. If I'm lucky he looks up."

"He's been like this for a while, ever since we left that last house. He just eats, sleeps, and does missions. It's not healthy."

"You do that," Duo said and walked out into the yard.

Trowa POV

Trowa packed up all the bags from Quatre and his room. They shared a room not only because there wasn't any others, and Heero and Duo had to share last safehouse, but Trowa had a plan in mind to get the little one as his own one day. Trowa whistled to himself and walked around, checking everything. A cheery mood for him, instead of the drab look he carried usually. It wasn't that he was depressed, it was that he had nothing to look forward to aside from missions. But now, there was Quatre. Quatre just didn't know it yet. He chuckled and walked downstairs.

Heero POV

There was nothing. All Heero had to pack was his laptop and a change of clothes. All his other equipment was in his Gundam. Why need anything else? It would cause a problem incase they needed to make an escape from OZ forces, it would slow him down. That's the last thing he needed, he thought. No speedbumps. He himself walked downstairs to tell everyone to get ready. Wu Fei would return soon from his mission, and they'd be off. As he walked down the stairs, he saw Quatre stepping lightly up.

"Heero, can I speak with you?" Quatre said.

"Quickly, Quatre. Wu Fei will be back soon and we will be on our way."

"He won't be back for at least 30 minutes. You can spare at leaast 5 with me," Quatre said despondently.

"Then lets go sit downstairs," Heero responded.

"No, it's between you and Duo, and he's down there."

"I don't have any issues with him Quatre, I haven't hit him, disciplined him in any way, shape, or form. What you have to say is irrelavent and a waste of my time."

"You're wrong. You two are-WERE such good friends, but lately you've been drifting. What's happening, Heero?"

"Nothing is wrong," Heero said with narrowed eyes.

"Something is, you need to tell me. Now you know I'm not letting you go downstairs until you tell me what is wrong," said Quatre as he stepped fully in front of Heero.

"I can move you. Easily. Why are you doing this?"

"Because I need to. It is my duty to keep us together, and we're drifting apart as friends. Now, you as my friend should tell me what's wrong."

"He's attracted to me."

"What?" Quatre stepped back.

"He told me on the day before we moved out of the last safehouse. He has a crush on me."

"And?"

"And I don't know. He'd slow me down. Dr. J would argue that relationships would affect my performance as a soldier in this war, and we can't afford that."

"But then you could tell him that. And since you haven't, it means that you have something else on your mind," Qautre reasoned.

"Quatre, I don't know," Heero said and walked down the stairs.

Wu Fei POV

Wu Fei walked in the door. Seeing all the bags on the table, he gathered that they'd be leaving soon. He saw Heero walk down the stairs and heard Trowa and Duo talking in the back room.

"Mission Complete, Heero."

"Good. Get your stuff ready, we're moving out soon," responded Heero.

"Already done. I'll go get it," Wu Fei said as he went towards the stairs.

"Wu Fei! How was your mission?" Quatre said as he saw the chinese boy walk up the stairs.

"It went well. The mobile suit factory is destroyed and we can move now."

"Good, I'll see you later then."

Quatre walked downstairs and Wu Fei went to his room Wu Fei grabbed his bags and headed downstairs.

Duo POV

"So you and Quatre, huh?"

"I hope so," said Trowa.

"Tell him. That little one knows it's coming. He can read everyone like a book," exclaimed Duo.

"Good, because I don't want to be rejected..." said Trowa, trailing off.

"I know what you mean," replied Duo.

"How so?" Trowa asked.

"Er-uh-well...it's just that I've got this thing I want to happen with Heero, it's really nothing..."

"Ah-hah! I knew that's what's wrong. Heero wants to share a room again!"

"Excuse me for interrupting, but we're going now," said Heero.

As Trowa walked out Heero looked at Duo. Saying nothing, they walked out to their vehicle and loaded up their bags. Duo followed Heero into the backseat next to Quatre and remained silent. He looked up to see Wu Fei sitting in shotgun seat and Trowa in the driver's seat. As they drove, Duo felt tired. Closing his eyes, he fell asleep leaning on Heero.

Heero POV

What's he doing? He just seems so comfortable leaning on me. Why is he doing this, it's a two hour drive and he's going to sleep on me like this the whole way. I'm getting this look from Wu Fei I can see in the mirror and I don't like it.

"Heero?" Quatre spoke.

"What?" Heero said suddenly, spooked at the blond-haired boy's inquisition.

"Something wrong?"

"No."

"Alright, just wondering since you're very wide eyed."

"Er-uh....it's just that I'm uncomfortable like this," Heero said quickly.

What am I doing? I'm getting attention though I'm trying not to and I don't know what to do...

Wu Fei POV

What is going on? Everytime I go somewhere and come back, that braided fool is always changing. Making sense of him is hard enough, but he shouldn't be bothering Heero like that.

2 Hours Later

"Duo! Wake up!" Wu Fei shouted.

"Uhnn, let me sleep longer."

"No! We're here and need to get unpacked. If you don't get up I will pick you up and drop you!"

"Just a second-Whoa!"

Duo was cut off as Wu Fei picked up the braided boy and promptly let go, allowing Duo to fall to the ground. Duo stood up quickly and brushed the dirt off of him.

"What'd you do that for?" Duo asked with a look of confusion.

"I needed my arm back," Heero broke into.

"Hi Heero!" Duo said happily.

Heero just walked past Duo and grabbed his bags from the vehicle and walked on into the new safehouse.

Trowa POV

"Trowa, there are 4 bedrooms. Who is sharing with who this time around?" Quatre asked.

"Well, it would be Wu Fei and Duo's turn to share, or Wu Fei and Heero, they could just play rock, paper, scissors or something for it..." Trowa trailed off.

"How about we just make it easy on everyone and we share again?"

"Alright."

They walked through the house and into the back bedroom to set their bags.

This is good. Very good. I won't need to come on strong or anything to him...maybe not at all...

END part one