Title: Cherry Blossom 13/13
Author: Haruka
Disclaimer: I don't own GW.
Pairing: 1?
Rating: R
Warning: OOC, AU, angst, sap
Note: Thanks to my great beta silver-eyed! Enjoy and please read & gimmy feedback!
( ) means they are speaking in Japanese.
--------Somewhere else in Kyoto, Japan.
Knock! Knock!
Ok, ok. I hear you. I'm coming, the old woman barked, opening the door only to stop short.
Mr. Yuy! What are you doing here? Kokaro asked, letting him in.
Cherry Blossom contacted me, telling me Aya... Trowa was missing, he said curtly.
Call him Ayako, the older woman told him, He's a she around here.
Heero ignored her and looked around the shack of a house. The house was dirty and smelled of something he didn't want to think about.
Ayako hasn't been home since her last date two months ago. She ran away from the man and we haven't seen her. So now the house is a mess, she better come back soon. We don't have any money left. the women complained.
You make Ayako clean the house?
Of course, that's her room over there, she said pointing to a room.
Heero walked over to the room. His eyes widened, the room wasn't even the size of his bathroom. The futon on the floor didn't have anymore cushions in it, so Ayako had basically slept on the floor. He turned away from the horrible room and looked back at Kokaro. He wanted to throttle the woman.
We need her back to clean and make us some money! Kokaro barked. Heero said nothing and walked out. Kokaro called after him but he ignored her. He kept walking and walking. Eventually he reached an outside market. People were going about their business as they had done every day of their life. Some stopped to look at the obviously rich young man, but the dark expression on his face kept them away.
You, young man, you seem to be searching for something, an old woman selling rice said, calling out to Heero. He walked closer to her.
Would you like some rice?
No thank you, I'm looking for someone. Maybe you've seen her, he said, deciding that asking around would be the best way to find him.
I see a lot of people every day, but I'll try to help you, the old woman said smiling.
The... woman... I'm looking for is very beautiful... long brown hair, emerald green eyes, light, smooth skin. Her name is Ayako, Heero told her.
Ayako? Why, I saw her just a few nights ago, very pretty girl indeed. She bought some rice from me. I haven't seen her since then though.
You've seen her? Where did she go? Please this is important. The old woman pointed to an alleyway.
Thank you, obaa-san he thanked her, handing her some money before running into the alleyway that she had indicated. He stopped short after that. There were many alley ways; it looked like a maze.
"Shit," Heero murmured and walked through the alley ways. He walked and walked and he saw nothing that would help him find Trowa. He looked everywhere he could see; just as he was going to turn back, as if he knew where back was, he saw it. There was a green ribbon the same shade of Trowa's eyes lying on the ground. Heero picked it up, feeling the ribbon between his fingers.
"Trowa..." he continued to look around, but it was already getting dark and he couldn't see anything else. He sat on the floor, leaning against the wall of the building that he had found the ribbon by.
Are you lost? a man's voice asked, jolting Heero from his thoughts. He looked up to find a Chinese man looking down at him.
No, I am looking for someone.
I see, who would you be looking for?
A woman. I'm looking for a woman named Ayako, Heero told him. At the mention of Ayako the man's eyes narrowed slightly. Heero saw the recognition in the man's eyes and he stood up quickly.
Where is she? he demanded. The Chinese man looked at Heero who was still holding on to the ribbon that had fallen from Ayako's hair when he had picked her up.
Who are you? the Chinese man asked.
It's not important who I am. I need to find her. Please, Heero came close to openly begging. The Chinese man paused, considering his words carefully.
After studying Heero's appearance, he finally answered, She is in the Kyoto Hospital. It's 4 miles that way. Heero nodded his thanks and started to run in the direction of the Hospital. What the hell was Trowa doing in a hospital? Something must of happened to him. What if he- Heero immediately squashed those thoughts. He was already scared enough as it was, he didn't need his imagination to add to his problems. He reached a busy road and flagged down a taxi.
Kyoto Hospital.
About 10 minutes later the taxi stopped in front of the hospital. Heero paid the man and dashed inside. He made his way to the front desk.
Hello sir, can I help you? a nurse asked him.
I'm here to visit Ayako Watase he told her. The nurse clicked a few keys on the computer and frowned, I'm sorry sir, there is no patient with that name here. Before Heero could say something, some one interrupted them.
Check under Aya Chang, the Chinese man Heero had meet in the alley way said.
You
The nurse interrupted and told them the room number.
Come I'll explain on the way, the Chinese man said, walking to the elevators.
My name is Wufei Chang. Ayako works for me in my sewing shop. She was attacked the other day. Unfortunately I was out and had been too late to help her. My wife is a doctor here. She is treating Ayako.
Why was she registered under Aya Chang? Heero asked.
Her family has been... 'looking' for her. And Ayako had made it obvious that she did not want to return to them, Wufei explained.
Then why tell me where she was? You don't know if I'm part of her family, Heero challenged.
One, you are obviously not from around here, your clothes for one said it all. Two, the way you demanded where she was. Sounded to me like you love her or at least care for her. And three, Ayako keeps a picture of you and her, he told Heero with a careless shrug.
Here we are. Heero walked in to the room. Trowa was laying in the hospital bed, either sleeping or unconscious. He made his way to him. His long brown hair was tied into a loose ponytail on the side. His face was badly swollen, one eye black and blue and bandages covered up the rest of his forehead and jaw.
Ayako has a lot of cuts and bruises, but nothing serious. A woman's voice said behind him. Heero turned to see Mr. Chang standing behind a woman who had two braids on either side of her neck.
I'm Doctor Sally Po Chang. I've been treating Ayako. There is something you should know about Ayako herself, Mrs. Chang started.
I already know about Ayako. I will be paying for whatever treatment is needed, Heero told her, keeping his eyes on Trowa.
I understand, and you are? Mrs. Chang asked. Heero told her who he was and they left to handle the medical forms. Heero looked down at Trowa. They knew he was a man, they had changed him into hospital robes. Heero sat down in the chair next to Trowa and slowly reached for his hand.
"Trowa... I don't know if you can hear me but, I miss you. I don't know what happen to you in the alleyway but, if you'll let me, I'd like to help you heal." He took a deep breath.
"While you were gone, I buried myself in my work... trying to forget you. I was so angry with you for lying to me. Almost 9 months of lies. I just lost it. I'm honestly still a bit angry with you, but my feelings for you are stronger then I thought. I hadn't completely realized how much in love with you I was. Then I flew you back here and then months later I found out you were missing.
I lost it again, without thinking I flew here, and started looking for you. I don't know what to do or say I just... miss you, a lot," Heero finished, feeling a little weird but relieved that he had said everything that he wanted to say.
"I miss you too." Heero was surprise to hear Trowa. He stood quickly and looked down at Trowa with wide eyes.
"You're awake." Trowa smiled at him as much as he could with his face all bandaged up.
"Did you hear all the things that I said? I was really just ranting-"
"I heard. Are you here to just make sure I'm alright?" Trowa asked.
"Yes, and... to ask you to come back with me."
"You want me to come back? Even though I lied to you?"
"I accept your secret Trowa, I accept you, I fell in love with you, not your name or your gender... I'm sorry it took me so long to realize that," Heero said, holding on to Trowa's hand. His other hand reached over and caressed Trowa's face, gently passing his hand through his long hair.
"I love you, Trowa." Trowa had tears running down his face. He would have waited for eternity to hear those '4' words from Heero.
"Why are you crying?" Heero kissed him lightly, "Will you come back with me?" Trowa nodded.
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A week later, 'Aya Chang' was released from the hospital and was on a plane back to NY with Heero.
"Trowa, do you want to reveal your secret to everyone or do you want to stay Ayako?" Heero asked him.
"I think it would be best, and less complicated if I stayed as Ayako."
"Is that what you really want?"
"Yes, I only want you to know and call me Trowa." Heero nodded in agreement and kissed Trowa.
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Trowa walked into the house he loved so much. It had pained him to leave this place. Nothing had changed since he was last here. He walked up to the bedroom and started to get ready for bed. They were both exhausted from the flight home. Trowa turned on the shower and stepped inside the tub, the warm water more than welcoming on his skin.
"Trowa?" Heero called as he walked into the bathroom.
"I'm in the shower."
"Can I join you?" Trowa went still, shocked at Heero's request.
"If... If you'd like to, y-yes," he stammered out. In moments, Heero stood behind Trowa in the shower. Trowa turned shyly to look at him over his shoulder without turning around fully.
"Can I wash your back?" Trowa nodded, blushing lightly. Heero took the wash cloth and started to gently rub Trowa's back. Trowa pulled his hair over to the front, so Heero could reach his full back. At the sight of Trowa's neck, he started to kiss him there. Playfully at first, then more passionately. Heero wrapped his arms around Trowa, pulling him against him.
"Heero..." Trowa gasped as Heero continued to kiss his neck, while his hands roamed over his torso, pinching his nipples, then going lower, caressing Trowa's inner thigh.
"I want you..." Heero whispered in his ear. Trowa turned around and faced him. Heero wasted no time attacking Trowa lips. Heero gently but firmly pushed Trowa against the wall, devouring his month. He suddenly picked up Trowa, his arms lifting him, wrapping the green-eyed beauty's legs around his waist. He turned off the shower and left the shower and bathroom, smoothly placing Trowa down on the futon in their bedroom.
"Are you sure you want this?" Trowa asked, uncertainty laced in his voice.
"To make love to you?" Trowa slowly nodded. Heero leaned over Trowa, kissing him slowly, seductively.
"You're the person I love, who just happens to be a man. I'm ready if you are," Heero told him as he caressed Trowa cheek. Trowa smiled, pulling Heero down to kiss him. They kissed slowly, drinking in each other's exquisite tastes. Hands swirled and fisted in each other's hair. Heero's other hand moved down and began caressing Trowa's torso.
His kisses trailed down Trowa's jaw, slowly kissing and licking at his chest, stopping at each nipple to suckle on it. Trowa gasped in pleasure and anticipation. Heero continued to tease the nipples with his tongue before he returned to Trowa's lips, savoring the taste.
Trowa's lips found themselves drawn towards Heero ear, making him shiver. Heero kneeled and straightened, pulling Trowa up with him. He hungrily kissed him; straddling Trowa's thighs, rubbing their erections against one another. The touch sent electric shocks of pleasure through their systems.
Trowa moaned as Heero attacked his exposed neck with his lips, licking and nipping gently at the soft skin. Heero's hands slid down Trowa's back to grab his ass. He moved Trowa a bit and changed his hand's position. He pushed against the opening and the other man moaned. Heero retreated quickly to look around wildly for something before cursing under his breath. Trowa whimpered at the lost of contact and Heero returned, deciding to improvise.
He licked his finger and pushed a finger inside Trowa's opening, making Trowa moan. Heero kissed Trowa's moaning lips. Moments later a second finger joined the first. It was tight and it was bound to hurt later but right now the movements of Heero's fingers were driving Trowa wild as they accidentally bumped into his prostate.
"Heero... " Carefully, Heero placed Trowa back down on the futon, still kissing him. Without braking their kiss, Heero positioned himself between Trowa's legs. Then, he gently pushed himself inside. Trowa moaned from pleasure or pain, Heero wasn't sure, as he threw his head back in the pillow.
Heero kept to a slow, torturous rhythm. He had waited so long to make love to Trowa, now he wanted it to last as long as possible. But Trowa was having none of that. He grew impatient with Heero's slow speed and thrust his hips against Heero's, his inner muscles clenching, destroying Heero's fierce concentration. Before long, the pace accelerated and they both came, crying out the other's name.
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Trowa woke up first. He sat up slowly and looked down at the still sleeping Heero. He had his happy fantasy back, but now it was real. There was no secret that threatened to break them apart. Heero loved him, man or woman, and that's all that mattered to him. Trowa didn't realize he had closed his eyes when Heero spoke to him, "Will you marry me still?" Trowa opened his eyes, smiled down at Heero and cuddled back into Heero's arms. His enthusiastic kiss more than enough of an answer for him.
--------- A month later.
"Are you nervous?" Duo asked his best friend.
"No, I want this," Heero reassured him. The wedding music started, Heero happily but nervously twitched at the alter as he watched Trowa walk down the aisle in the beautiful wedding kimono he had made three months earlier. The priest went threw his routine, then presented the nuptial cups of sake. They both drank, exchanged the rings and their vows.
"Are you happy?" Heero asked afterwards, smiling at him.
"Yes," Trowa answered smiling back, his fantasy was being realized right this moment, why wouldn't he be happy?.
--------Six months later, Kyoto, Japan.
A knock sounded at the door. Koca answered the door. His eyes widened in shock as he yelled for Kokaro.
Ayako! Where the hell have you been? Kokaro demanded, walking quickly towards Ayako, ready to strike her. She stopped short as Heero stepped in front of Ayako.
Don't touch her, he growled. Kokaro glared at him, putting her hand down.
What do you want, Yuy. Ayako belongs to me, Kokaro snapped.
Wrong, Trowa belongs with me, Heero corrected her, lifting up Trowa's left hand, showing Kokaro and the brothers that he and Trowa were married.
The only reason we are here, is because Trowa needed to say something he said, stepping aside for Trowa.
Mother, brothers, I'm here to say goodbye, Trowa said, looking them all in the face as he said this.
Is that all you have to say? You ungrateful little shit! Kokaro started, Ayako the whore! That is all you will ever be!
Trowa turned towards her.
Wrong, I am Ayako Trowa Yuy. And no longer your child.
OWARI