RRP: Oh god, so sorry I didn't update! My computer broke down yesterday and I have so much school work. anyway, this chapter isn't as long as I intended it to be, but I hope you enjoy it.

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Note: if you want the R version of this, go to my site, I might have it up. I didn't want to change the rating, cause some of you readers really don't want lemons or limes. Anyway, read on! may be long before I update again, i want to finish my last year's halloween fic . i totally forgot about yyh.

Chapter 3- Uncovered.....Issues

!Wufei!

It's six in the morning and Barton's at my door. He asks me to meet him in the library. Half an hour later, I sat down on a brown armchair across from him. Without speaking, ex-polit 03 pushes over a tv and a vcr on a stand. I wait for him to play the video. For four days Barton has viewed Maxwell's status every morning. For the past few days, Maxwell has gone back to his old self and Winner has stopped worrying. But Barton and I can still see the strange twinge in his eyes every time he saw us. I asked Barton to call me if he ever found anything unusual. My mind and body refreshed after my shower, I sat up straighter, somewhat eager to see the recording.
"I heard crying from him last night. I thought the video might show us something." I nodded at Barton.
Maxwell's room was silent. There was no movement. Barton forwarded it till midnight. We both watched silently, our bodies still in case me move and miss the smallest sound or recognition of a sob of any kind. Maxwell can be very silent, despite his occasional snores. Maxwell shifted, turning to his right and mumbled something. We strained our ears to listen. It came out coherent. Typical, Americans can never say anything clear in unconsciousness. It sounded like "mhargmm....smying..." Morg Smin? It sounds like a game he would play.
Suddenly, Maxwell shot up in bed. His breathing is loud in his quiet room. Surprisingly, it's clean. Distantly, I reminded myself to stop telling him to clean his room. A choked sob came from him. The room was dark, but the moonlight helped to see somewhat. The camera's view, somewhere next to Duo's window, showed Maxwell's complete profile. Something glinting caught my eye. Barton saw it also, he leaned slightly closer, his eyes opening slightly wider. "He's crying." I turn back to the screen. The volume was at full blast, which meant that the sob was a small one. How did Barton hear?
Maxwell's body hunched over as if in pain. His body reclined in his bed, still crying. The tears glisten in a trail down his cheeks, clear as the light hit it. He started mumbling again. The library became even quieter. The mumbling continued, but I can not make a single word out. His voice sounded almost distant and depressing. His speech ended and his body slumped. He shifted and stared out the window then his puffy, red eyes closed and his breathing evened out. I frown and stand up, ready to turn it off. Barton's hand shot out and caught mines. "Wait."
"I'm sorry, Heero."
We stared at the screen. Then I shut it off. "It seems he has upset Yuy, but Yuy doesn't seem affected or bothered at all. Perhaps it was a past mistake?" Trowa nodded. "I'm going to see if I can clear the background static." I nod as he left. I yawn and head back to my room to meditate. It is no use to just sit in the library. And I am awake already, it would not make sense to go back to sleep if I have awaken already.

!!

Heero shuffled through the kitchen. Breakfast had ended a while before. Quatre and Duo had gone out grocery shopping. Trowa had to return to the circus awhile. Heero thought he looked somewhat reluctant to return. But he brushed that thought off. It was none of his business what Trowa was unwilling to leave behind. He didn't know where Wufei was. As if he heard, Wufei walked past the kitchen. A second later, he walked back and stopped behind Heero. "Yuy?" Heero finished putting away the last dish and turned to face Wufei. "Wufei?" "Did something happen between you and Maxwell?" Heero's eyebrows shot up in surprise and confusion. "Did Maxwell do something dishonorable that would cause him to regret deeply?" he reformed. Heero frowned. "Is something wrong with Duo?" Wufei shook his head. "Never mind, Yuy." Heero watched as the Chinese left. 'Duo....' Heero's eyes became unfocused. His recollection of Duo's confession replayed over in his head.

'But Duo said he was joking.'
!Trowa!
"Trowa!" Catherine waves to me from her trailer. I trudge through the muddy ground. "Catherine.." Catherine smiles warmly at me and hugs me firmly. For a small woman, I am surprised at her strength, but I learned not to underestimate her in the war. She is a strong willed female who considers me as a little brother.
I return her hug with one arm. I have the strap of my duffle bag secured in my other hand. "How are you?" Catherine hangs onto my arm as we walked to my trailer next to hers. "Everything's great. I'm so glad I get to see you again before we leave for the next show. How's everything with you boys? How's Quatre and the others?" "We're fine. Quatre's happy with Heero. But," we stop in front of my trailer, "Duo is not like himself." "Duo? That boy with the braid that came to get you after Quatre?" I nod. After a moment of silence, I turn around to open my trailer door. Catherine asks me in a small voice. "What?" She smiles and waves me off. "Nothing. The boss is with Steve, making preparations. He wants to see you " I nod as she left. A week before I return to the estate, I hope Wufei caries on my plan.

!Duo!
Do you know how annoying lines are? I never get them. Ok, so they keep customers from fighting to pay for their things, but isn't it inhumane to have them assembled so close on a hot sweaty day? So it wasn't a really hot day and the ventilation was great, but how long can a guy stay in line without getting sick. I look in front of me at Q. Damn little tyke. How can he smile like that? It's been one hour already!!!
The line moves a little. Yes! Heaven has opened up! One foot closer to our goal. Woohoo! Let's celebrate. I mentally roll my eyes. Just as I take a step forward, the guy behind me bump into me and accidently touch my ass. I tense. Not since the war, or even before that, no one has touched me. So sue me, I'm paranoid, I had a bad life. I wait for the guy to take at least a smidge bit of space back. Even a guy like me needs a little space. But he didn't move. I take a small step until I'm only an inch away from Q. The guy moves with me. I twitch. "Hey Q, I'm gonna go out for some fresh air, ok buddy?" Q nods his adorable little head. "Come back soon," he says.
I relax as I leave the man. I hope he doesn't try anything on Q. He has friends in-oh wait, he IS in a high place. My bad, he's been my friend for so long, I don't consider him a rich kid anymore.
I sigh at the fresh air. Living on earth has its little perks. Someone cried out in pain. At the corner of the block, a little kid had fallen down and scraped his knee. I feel bad for the poor guy. "Hey, buddy. You ok?" The kid shuts his mouth but still crying. He sniffed and wiped his snot off on his sleeve. Ew, disgusting! I bend down and checked his knee. I sigh. This really isn't my day. "Come on, kiddo. Let's get you fixed up." I lift him up in my arms. He sniffs again and stops crying. After carrying him over to the park and get a few things from the pharmacy nearby, I sat him down on a bench and cleaned his wounds. After I finished, I stepped back and examine my work. The kid rubs his eyes and stands up. He tugs at my shirt. I bent down. "Need something, bud?" He whispers a cute little thank you. "Ah, no problem. Now where's your mother?" He looks around a little stiffly then looks back at me. "I don't know, mister." So the kid's lost? I picked him up again and settled him on my shoulder. He giggles and holds my head tight. "Well, let's go find her."
We searched for her for about two hours. We finally found her in the ice-cream shop crying. My stiff legs were worth it, seeing them together. The mother had dark brown hair, like the kid's. And her warmth face reminded me of Helen. But it's never good to delve in the past. She thanked me and asked to repay me. And being the great one as I am, I refused. Wufei had once told me that it was one of the things he liked about me. "Awwwww, Wu-man, you're too generous." "Grr. And that's one thing I DON'T admire about you. Why must you insist on calling me nicknames?" Anyway, that's a different story called "How Wufei Lost His Pants That Day." (of course, pants meaning his dignity-the pants in the family. I have no interest in Wufei, thank you very much.)

"I hope Quatre didn't leave yet," I said, heading back to the market. The man that was behind me was coming out of the doors. Oh shoot, I hope Q's still there. The man looked at me. I smiled and waved shortly to him as I passed him. His eyes were glued to my ass. Q was standing inside the door worriedly. "Duo! Where did you go?" "Sorry, Q. I was helping a kid find his mom." "Oh, that's kind of you. But you scared me. I thought something happened." I pat him on the shoulder. "Need help holding the bags?" I grabbed two bags by his feet and we left. The man watched us. I could practically FEEL his mind groping me. I ignored him and loaded the bags into the trunk. When I turned back, the man was gone.
"Duo?"

"Oh, sorry. Let's go."
Quatre looked around and shrugged. My legs were grateful for the rest. Quatre moved out of the spot and drove home. I stared out the window at all the interesting houses. I haven't been out of the house much. So far, I've been to the park near the house, to the market, and the places around the market. This part of the city look peaceful. The neighborhood was quiet and the streets were deserted. I guess they're all at work. Bored after a while, I stared at the rearview mirror. There was a black car right behind us. I looked out Q's window and saw a red sports car. I whistled. "Nice car." Quatre glanced at it and agreed. My body started to lax. Last night, after the nightmare, I hadn't slept so well. I kept waking up like something was really wrong about my room.

He must've saw my eyes drooping, 'cause Q patted me and said "Sleep."

!Quatre!

Duo fell asleep quickly. Twenty minutes later, the car bumped on a sewer cap. Duo shot up and blinked sleepily. "I'm sorry, Duo. Go back to sleep." He nodded and yawned. Suddenly, he shot back up wildly. I flinched, startled. "Duo? What's wrong?" He swung his head to the back of the car. "How long was I asleep?" What? "About half an hour, why?" His eyes narrowed. "Shit. We're being followed." "What?!" I panicked. Why are we being followed? "That black car was behind us for the whole time!" He sounded alerted. I saw him squint at the car. He cursed again. "Can you lose him?" "Of course. Hold on." I swivelled at the next turn and drove quickly up the block. I backed up quickly into an alley and shut off the van. The black car passed us in the dark. through the open window, I saw the man looking around. When he was out of sight, I drove back out. "Duo, who was that?" He shrugged. "He was behind us at the store. Probably just some stalker. I wanna go home." "Ok." I didn't pressure Duo. It's his business, and if he wants to tell me, he will.
At home, I relayed to the others why Duo was so tense. Heero thought it was threatening and asked if the man touched me. His shoulders relaxed when I said no. "Did he touch Maxwell?" I look at Wufei. "I don't know. He didn't tell me." Wufei nods and returns to his room. Heero takes me into his arms gently and sat me down on his lap. "Is Duo ok? Did he do anything unusual?"

!Heero!

The conversation between me and Wufei came back. Duo has a reason to be tense after what happened so it would be impossible for me to ask him myself.

Quatre embraced me back. "No. Why do you ask, Heero?" I shook my head. "Never mind. Did the man follow you home?" He shook his head. I nod and kiss him gently on the lips. "What's are you making for lunch?" Quatre peeks over my shoulder. I smile, not at all feeling self-concious. "You'll see."

!!
Wufei stopped outside the American's door. "Maxwell?" A moment later, a smiling Duo greeted with his trademark grin on his face. "Hey, Wu-man. What's up?" Wufei frowned. "Winner told me what happened at the market." Duo chuckled. "Yea, what a stalker, huh? Is that all? I don't mean to be rude, 'Fei, but even Shinigami needs a little sleep." A/N: didn't he say something like dat in d series? Wufei took a small step into the room. "What are you hiding Duo?" Duo stiffened, but hid it by moving back making it seem like Wufei pushed him. "Fei, I'm really tired. We can talk later." Wufei ignored his comment and pushed fully into the room.

There was nothing in the room. Nothing wrong at least. The room was quite small, compared to theirs. Duo had wanted a smaller one, he claims that "when I need the bathroom, I won't have to hold it in longer." There was one large bed, a bureau, one chair hidden in the corner between a closet and the wall. It seemed strange for a guy like Duo. And to Wufei, it was. The last time he came, he remembered more furniture. "Maxwell, where are your things?" "Huh?" Duo was genuinly confused. "What do ya mean, Fei?" Wufei double checked the room. Nothing came to mind. For some reason,he couldn't tell what was amiss. "Nevermind. Sleep well." Wufei turned swiftly and left the room. Duo stared after him, wondering what the Chinese man has started mumbling.

!Trowa!
"Hey, Barton! You got a call!"
A month has passed since I came to the circus. The Fall festival is coming up and Catherine and I have been practicing. I've improves 35 of my skills. My jumps reaching 10 feet at least, is now at a full three yards. My strength has increased 40 of my usual. And I recall, the last time my friends visited, Duo has said, and I quote, "Oh my freaking god, you're HUGE Trowa. If you keep growing we're gonna need a bigger room for you."
That was two weeks ago. A week later, Wufei had called and informed me about the progress with Duo. We've discovered that Duo had confessed to Heero and was rejected. We decided to continue as a mutual agreement. I hadn't asked Wufei, but I believe that it disturbs him also to see Duo cry. Wufei had tried to move it faster, he admitted to me that he even tried to talk to Duo when Duo was asleep. He had narrowly missed Duo's unconscious punch.

Every few days, Wufei would call me, so it surprised me this time when it was Heero who called. "Heero," I greet him. "Trowa. We're in the hospital, can you come?" Hospital? What happened? "Which one?" "Margadad." "I'll be there in twenty minutes."

Nineteen minutes later, I run into the hospital. Heero and Quatre are in the waiting room. "Where's Duo and Wufei?" They look up. Their eyes are clouded with trouble. A confuse and sad face meets mines. "We're still waiting for the results." He is cut off by a voice behind me. "Sorry, Q, they only had the coke, no diet." I stare at Duo. "Duo....but..Where's Wufei?" A doctor in his white suit and a bit of blood splattered on it, comes up to us. "Are you all waiting for Chang, Wufei? It seems he's just been under some kind of stress. He's lost a lot of blood, but he will be fine." "Can we visit him?" Quatre graps onto Heero's sleeve as he steps forward. The doctor frowns. "Yes, but he wishes to speak to one person specifically. Trowa Barton?" "That's me." He points down the hall. "Down there, to your right, and Room 217."

I walk down the polished marble of the hall. I've never had a liking to the hospital. Growing up with mercenaries, we've tended to our own wounds. And the word has always struck people with fear of their loved ones. The room down the hall and to the right is a normal door of metal with the name plate "Change, Wufei" in it. I enter the room. Black eyes meets mines. "Barton...."

!Wufei!

"Barton...."
"Wufei." He walks up to me and drags a chair over. His eye roams over my form. "What happened?" I loose it.

"Barton," I sit up furiously, "You. Are. Moving. Back. Without question!"
He blinks. "Wufei...?" "That MAXWELL! How could he?!? That damn bastard. That was disgusting and it will haunt me FOREVER." I shudder. It was truly horrifying. If I'd know he did that, I wouldn't have watched. He could've had the DECENCY to cover himself or do it in the bathroom!

This morning

As a routine, after I'd learn how Barton did it, I retrieve the recording of last night. It started with Duo sleeping normally, nothing unusual.
!Duo(in the dream)!
The man appeared again last night. Hands trailed down my back slowly. The seduction started. He began by caressing my body in a loving way. Then his movements became more bold. His hands would then slip lower beneath my waist. I would moan and throw my head back. He would then try to dip a finger in and I would wake up. I was used to it, so I was surprised when we took it full way. Just as we reached our climax, he turned my head to kiss him, and that was when I finally saw his face .

"TROWA!"

!Wufei!

I raised an eyebrow at the braided idiot. He just shot up from his restful sleep panting. I threw it off as one of nightmares. Even after the war had ended, the nightmares still haunt us. I continued watching as Maxwell slapped his face with his palm. He muttered something under his breath and sighed. He moved to go back to sleep, but stopped and winced. He lifted his covers and peeked under. He cursed and ran his hand throguh his hair. He popped open one eye and stared back under his blankets. Mumbling a few unaudible phrases, Maxwell threw his covers off and threw his legs over the bed. His back faced me as he stared down at the floor. I found it odd when he did not move. Finally, he layed back down his bed. A crash outside the door startled me.

Winner yawned at me. "Oh, morning, Wufei. How was your sleep?" "Fine, Winner. What are you doing?" "Sorry, I just knocked over a vase. I'll clean it up. You can go back to meditating...or whatever you do." He wobbled back down the hall. His airy attitude did not surprise me, nor did his state of undress. Shaking my head in his direction, I went back to the video which had continued without me. When I saw the screen, my eyes shot out and blood splurted through my nose. "WHAT THE HELL!! MAXWELL!!"

!Trowa!
"So...you fainted?"

"Yes!" Wufei hisses. His cheeks are stained red and I can already see the blood clogging the tissue in his nose.
"..." I'm thought over on what to say. Wufei starts to get dizzy again and falls back onto the hospital bed. "Are you alright?"

"Yes...."

".........."

".........."

".........."

"......Don't you have anything to say, Barton?"

"Actually, no." I watch as Wufei thought things over. His cheeks turns from red to scarlet to an almost impossibly dark blush. "Wufei......." I start slowly, "are you....turned on?"

"What?! NO! Of course not!"

"......."

"Shut it, Barton." Wufei turns his head away to hid his blush. He mumbles , "I'm still a teen with unbalanced hormones." I nod, even if he could not see. "I hope you feel better soon. I'll leave you to your privacy."

!Duo!

Wow, gee, Trowa is sure taking long in there. I wonder what's up with Wuffles. When Q ran into my room, I was freaked and he started shouting something about Wufei and hospital. So, being as smart as I am, I put two and two together. I don't think I've ever seen so much blood coming out of Wufei before. The doctor said he lost a lot of blood(no duh! The flood has a gigantic off of him!) but he will be ok. Maybe he sniffed something bad. I always told him those incense will kill him someday. Him and his oriental stuff, geez.

"Duo? The doctor says that Wufei can be releases tomorrow. We'll come get him in the morning."
"Ok.Sure."
"We'll wait for you two in the car."
"Sure." I watch them leave, Heero supporting poor exhausted Q. He worries too much. Kinda like that Sakano-san from the anime Gravitation.

Trowa finally comes out. "Hey, Tro! How is he?" He looks like he's surpressing a smirk, which is really rare for him. "He's....fine. I think we should leave him alone for...a moment." 'Okaay.....very weird. Is it just me, or is everyone crazy today?' "Excuse me." He ducked into the bathroom nearby. I shrug and bounce over to the door. Wouldn't hurt to just check in. I pop my head into the room. "Hey, Fei. You ok?" Cool, it all rhymes. He turns to me then immediately turn away. "I-I'm fine!"

"You sure? You don't look so fine..... You look kinda flushed. Must be all the excitement, huh? We'll come pick you up tomorrow, 'kay?" He nods.

I quietly shut the door and go to get Trowa. Loud booming laughs reaches my ear. Raising an eyebrow, I follow the sound to the bathroom. I swear, as I get closer, the laughter becomes louder. It immediately stops when I turn the knob. A few moments pass in silence. I blink. 'Ok....this hospital is really weird.' The door opens and Trowa stares at me. "Duo?" "Hey, T. We'e gonna pick Fei up tomorrow. Ready to go? Q and Hee-chan are waiting for us in the car." He nods. We make our way out of the hospital to the car. Heero starts the engine and directs it home.

TBC

READERS!!! Ok, so, I changed my mind when I wrote this, would it be ok if I put it TROWAxDUOxWUFEI? a threesome relationship? please tell me so I can continue writing!

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