Leader of the pack
AN: Konnichiwa Minna-san. I'm back and raving and just doing my thing. Unfortunately, I am very VERY distressed to say that the story is going too fast for my liking. I would like your opinion on how the story is going. Tell me PLEASE if it's going too fast for a regular story! I hate it when that happens. I can never write a good long story! Kills herself
Disclaimer: Can someone write one of these for me? Please god! FOR ALL KAMI's SAKE! I DON'T OWN THE G-BOYS!
Chapter 5: Tell me it's not true
Wufei's POV
It took a couple weeks, but finally I became comfortable with just being at Headquarters. The guys were really nice to me, and I suppose they had accepted me as one of their own now. I wore the clothes Duo bought me, and left my hair down. I could talk freely to them all, and not have to worry about them not understanding. They certainly weren't illiterate. Most of them were extremely well educated to my surprise. Trieze especially. Turns out, he had gone to a private school until he was 18, then he joined the gang.
I loved having Trowa and Quatre's company. They were always together and Quatre always had something to say. With Duo right by my side all the time as well, he always made us all laugh. At the time, I couldn't believe it. I had friends. It had been so long since I had, that I can't even remember. I didn't even care if my parents were home if I left. They were going to have to get used to me leaving a lot more now. Duo had suggested for me to move in with him instead. It would have to be a very secretive operation though. Very.
Now, all I did was call Duo, ask for a ride, and then he would come pick me up everyday. I like to think of it as him rescuing me over and over again. It creates little butterflies in my stomach. Every time I call Duo, he never refuses to pick me up. He never makes me wait. He leaves right away and is at my home in a few minutes. I'm so, incredibly thankful for that. Each day with him, makes my life at home seem so much more boring and painful. I know I might sound crazy, but it was a thrill for me to just be near him. My heart would always beat faster, and my brain would go on sensory overload. I could touch him while we were riding on his bike; I could breathe in his scent. Yeah, you can say I was crazy as many times as you want. But it would be crazy for Duo. It sounds corny when I say it, but it's true. And the more I saw him, the deeper I fell.
He must have really enjoyed my company too, to be able to tell me something important. Quatre told me that Duo had a past that he didn't like to talk about to just anyone. Duo had to be totally comfortable with this person. He had to like them, and trust them. Quatre and Trowa both knew already anyways. They were told about it a while ago. Duo never let anyone else tell his tale. He wanted to be the only one to tell it, he wanted to be ready.
It only took about a month with me. Almost a record. But not quite. We were just hanging out at Headquarters, as usual, Duo was sipping his beer, and I was laughing with Treize and Quatre. He looked at me out of the corner of his eye, waiting for the conversation to end before talking to me. He usually did this too. It made me shiver, when he concentrated on being discreet at looking at me.
As expected, when there was a space in the conversation, he tugged on the sleeve of my jacket and pulled. I looked at him and smiled.
"Wu-babe, come with me. I need to talk to you in private for a minute." He urged. Duo nodded at Treize and Quatre, who grinned and gave him a thumbs up. I followed Duo to the bar, watching him shoo away whoever decided to get a little tipsy. He walked around the long oak counter and motioned for me to take a seat at one of the spinning seats he took pride in. I hopped up and face him as he fumbled around behind the bar. I started to worry. He had had about 4 beers and was still going. Was something wrong? He had been awfully quiet too.
Duo placed a large package in front of me wrapped in newspaper.
"What's this?" I asked.
"Open it!" He urged, looking slightly nervous. Like a child afraid of giving a loved one a gift. I slowly started to tear the thinly wrapped present open. Inside was a big black leather jacket that ended around the waist. It had silver sleeves and letters written on its back. It was adorned also with a large picture sewn into the fabric. A silver scythe with a rose woven onto the handle.
"Deaths Demons" I read. On the front flaps on either side of the zipper were the words "Fei Foo?" I looked back up to the braided boy. He beamed at me and flashed the peace sign.
"Will ya join Wu Wu?"
"Duo...I don't know what to say. But what the hell!" We exchanged high fives until our palms were red and we were laughing our asses off. Finally calming down after a few minutes, he added.
"There's more you know." I shifted in my seat as his face became serious again. "I don't share this with just anyone Wufei. Not with people I meet on the bus, not people in line at the bank. Just with the people I trust the most. Other people will gallivant their stories of tragic past to gain pity from others. Not me. It's just not what I like to do. I can't really explain it."
"Go on..." I insisted.
"You've been here a while Wufei. I trust you. You're a good guy. Like a brother to me, maybe even more, I don't know. But, this is something I want you to know.
"My life hasn't always been happy and carefree and 'woohooo' and stuff. When I was around the age of 5, I could have been the luckiest kid in the world. It was amazing. My life was changing, my parents were happy and treating each other to fantastic gifts. Lotteries are fickle things you know. My dad had won a bunch of money from a lottery ticket my mom bought him for his birthday. A couple scratches with a quarter later, we were rolling in money. My dad had many friends at work. Though some of them didn't think of him as friends at all. One guy had been trying his whole life to win the lottery. He had nothing better to do with his money, the scumbag. When he found out my dad had won, he was bitter, jealous. The dude was a psycho! He came to our apartment one day and was greeted at the door with a friendly hello. I was watching TV, when he entered and waved to me. That's when I saw it in his jacket. He had a gun, 32 revolver. (AN: I don't know much about guns. If that is incorrect, please ignore it) My father had told me about him, in a friendly manner at the dinner table. I knew what he was after and what he planned to do."
Duo drew a shaky breath and ran a hand through his bangs. I could see the tears well up into his eyes. I gently placed a hand on his.
"I told my mom, I was going to a friend's house, and she said okay. I left and called the police. I was just down the hall on a payphone and I heard them. Screams of terror, a fumble at the door as they tried to escape. 3 shots. They killed my dad. I guess my mom put up more of a fight. I could hear cutlery being thrown around and furniture being knocked over. More shots were fired and then the man ran out our door. I was just hanging out the phone with the police when he approached me. There was this... this crazed look in his eyes that I will never forget. And he shot me...twice in the leg and once in the arm..." Duo rolled up his sleeves, showing me a horrendous round scar on his limb. "All I can remember after that was this immense pain. I could see the blood all around. I thought I was going to die. I fainted. People must have heard the commotion because other apartment doors were opened and screaming sounded through the hall as they found me. My neighbors knew me, and when they saw me, they also checked out my home. The police did come, and when I came to, in a hospital, they told me that they had caught the man, but my parents were dead." He finished with a deep inhale.
I must have been staring at him open mouthed because he pushed my chin upwards. "Duo...oh my god-"
"Fei, understand this. I would not be who I am today if that didn't happen. In a way, I guess I'm grateful. I learned how to be a strong boy, and man from that. I don't want your pity. I just want you to understand just what I'm all about."
That was the first serious side I had seen of Duo since I knew him. It was nice, I suppose, to be able to talk to him. But I did prefer to laugh with him, than have him nearly sobbing in front of me. I got down from my seat and ran around the bar, to capture him in a hug.
He was taken by slight surprise when he embraced me back. He was squeezing the life out of me, but I held on. No one else was here at the moment to comfort him. He was full out crying now, and my shoulder was becoming wet through the black t-shirt I was wearing.
"Duo, it's okay. It's over and has been for a while. You've got me, Quatre, Trowa, Treize, Heero, and the rest of your group here now. You aren't alone...anymore"
He nodded but kept crying, looking at me, I tried to smile comfortingly. He Laughed. "I must look like an Idiot"
"No, don't be ridiculous. You went through more than you should have."
He wiped his tears away with the back of his hand. "Thanks Fei-babe. I appreciate it. I've never cried before when I told my story."
"No problem Duo. Maybe you should go to the washroom to clean yourself up a bit." I suggested. That was part of my mistake that I made that night. Little did I know that something else was going to happen. Something that would probably change both Duo and I.
Duo walked to the bathroom quickly so none of his other friends could see he was crying and cause a stir. I watched him go, deciding to try on the leather jacket that he had given me. If I wore it, it meant I was part of the gang.
I would finally be able to break away from my awful home...and everything would go out happily ever after. I could still feel a tingling sensation in my arms. I had never touched Duo so intimately before and I wanted to do it again and again. I had just threaded my arm through the sleeve when he came up to me.
"Hey." It was a deep voice that didn't belong on such a small body. I shuddered and turned to find Heero. He was smirking at me slyly, his eyes boring into mine as he stared. "Nice Jacket. Guess Duo wants you to be one of us now right?"
I nodded.
He chuckled and shook his head. "Wufei was it? You don't get it do you? You don't get what all of this was about? The jacket, the whole sob story, the crying? Poor, naïve Wufei. You like him don't you. He made you feel warm, comfortable. Duo helped you overcome your helplessness. You felt he was your savior and you had eyes only for him. And you hoped he felt the same way. Am I right?"
I knew something was up with him, but I nodded in consent. Who knew, maybe his intentions were good for once.
"Yeah Wufei. We all felt the same way when we first met Duo. He's good at fake crying isn't he?" Heero sat down and took a sip of his own beer.
"What are you talking about Heero?" I asked cautiously.
"Still don't get it?" He snickered. "It's an act. It's easy for him to reel in naïve people like you. All he wants is to get down your pants. He doesn't care about anyone but himself. He doesn't care about anything but getting some. He's a pervert. If you care for your virginity, and want to give it away to someone who loves you and not your body, I suggest you stay away from Duo. Trust me here; it's happened to me before. I've been his best friend since he first bought a motorcycle."
I couldn't believe what I was hearing. I didn't want to believe it either. But Heero was being insistent. I held my head in my hands. "Oh my god...how could I have been so stupid?"
"I don't know." Heero girlishly played with a few longer strands of his hair. "But you can be smart enough to run away. Get away from him. Once he has his way with you, your forever part of the group. On a brighter note, he's damn good at it. If you know what I mean."
I choked. "I have to get out of here."
Heero's POV
I watched him tear out of the headquarters. BINGO. I win. Smirking to myself, I enjoyed the rest of my beer. It tasted like sweet victory. Wufei was horrified to find out the false truth. Of course what I had said had been made up. I needed something that would hit the Chinese boy deep. I must have gotten him good too. He dashes out of headquarters like a cheetah.
"Finally." I sighed. The kid was out my hair and out of my life for good. Or so I thought. Duo came back out of the bathroom with a Kleenex in his hand and his hair slightly ruffled. He took one look at me and another look around when he questioned me. "Where's Wufei?" Uh oh. Now I just realized how much trouble I had gotten myself into. Damn. It was too easy to get Wufei to leave, there had to be a catch.
"Er...He went home. Said something about you crying too much and how he wanted to be stronger and couldn't do that with a crybaby." I answered briskly.
His eyes were wide and looked franticly around. "You're lying..." I fidgeted. His eyebrows rose at me. "You are lying. Heero! What the hell did you do to him?" His voice gained such a sharp tone that I winced. Duo angrily grabbed the cuff of my jacket and slammed me against the counter. "Tell me!"
I glared at him. "Why should I Duo?" I demanded. "After all these years, you never noticed MY feelings towards you! You never once looked at me as more than a friend. I've tried to get your attention forever. Then the brat comes along and you give your heart away right then!" I shoved him off of me. "It's not FAIR!"
He advanced on me again but I swung my arm and punched him in the face. He reeled backwards in pain and I chased after him, following him to the ground and punching him again as he clutched his jaw.
I looked around quickly. Everyone was too busy with their drinks and their conversations to notice me pick him up while he moaned in agony, and drag him out the door.
Wufei's POV
"Wufei, dear, please come out!" My mother called, trying to open the jammed door. My head was buried in my pillows. I was still resenting ever setting foot outside of my home. Ever meeting Duo.
"Wufei, you have a phone call. Come out and answer it, be polite!" She insistently banged on the door. My ears quirked. I had a phone call? Wiping some stray tears from my streaked face, I opened the door and got handed the cordless phone.
"Now who on earth can be calling you?" She asked as she walked back down the hall.
"Hello?" I questioned warily.
"WUFEI!" My name was shouted through the receiver. Judging by the pitch, it was Quatre, and he was distressed. "It's Duo. He's Missing...so is Heero"
TBC
Mistress Shinigami: OOOH! Another cliffy. Joy Joy. Well, I thought this chapter sucked. How about you?
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