Chapter Two

Wufei had just finished frying the chicken and setting the finished plates on the small kitchen table when Duo and Heero wandered through the archway in search of the delicious smell. Duo smiled and nearly giggled when he saw that Wufei had made his favorite dish.

"Ooo, thanks Wuffers!" He exclaimed and sat at the table.

Heero raised a brow and turned to Wufei. "You didn't have to…" He started when Wufei brought up a hand to silence him.

"Someone had to and the two of you seemed to be…ahem…busy." Wufei smirked.

The color drained from Duo's face and Heero cheeks flushed. Wufei chuckled, satisfied at his own personal victory, and sat at the table in front of his own plate. Duo swallowed the lump in his throat and tried to speak but no words would come out. Heero recovered quicker and sat at the table with his friends.

"You…saw that?" He asked, trying to keep his voice neutral.

Wufei felt his ears color slightly and he fought to keep it down. The memory of Heero's sweat covered body thrusting into Duo's writhing form was emerging into his mind and he felt himself growing aroused again. He took a few moments to calm himself before he turned to Heero.

"One didn't have to see anything to know what was happening in that room." He turned to Duo. "The screams were enough."

Duo blushed deeply and looked down at his plate. He realized that Wufei was talking about him and, to his surprise, he was aroused by it. Thinking of Wufei listening to the screams he made while Heero made love to him was an intriguing thought; one he planned on using again in the future. Heero also felt himself stirring again. He wasn't sure why the thought of Wufei knowing about his and Duo's love making affected him, but the thought was very arousing. He looked over at Wufei and with a blank expression he replied.

"I'm sorry if we disturbed you, we'll be more considerate next time." He said.

Duo's head jerked up at the last two words and he smiled at his lover. Wufei raised his eye brows and suddenly found himself plotting a way to watch them again. He quickly smashed that thought and simply smirked.

"Next time? Planning on making this a daily habit are we?" He was praying that the hopefulness in his voice was unnoticed by Heero or Duo.

Heero crossed his arms over his chest and leaned back in his chair. "I would definitely conceder it a possibility."

Wufei was growing even more aroused by the discussion and his inner voice screamed at him to leave the room before something happened. This was the same voice that was trying to convince him that he wasn't gay. Duo's eyes were darting back and forth between Heero and Wufei. The exchange and talk about their sex lives was causing a strain in his pants. He wasn't sure where the conversation was going but he recognized the teasing as the same flirting he and Heero had practiced for so long. A thought suddenly struck Duo. Shouldn't he be jealous? Heero was flirting with Wufei right in front of him. Why wasn't Duo upset? Because you're too aroused to be upset, his inner voice reminded him. He smiled at the thought of he, Heero and Wufei in bed together and the thought nearly made him climax. He made a mental note to discuss it with Heero later.

Wufei and Heero were staring at each other in a sexually intense gaze. The Chinese man felt his pulse increase and for the first time in his life, he was feeling unsure of himself. Why was Heero's gaze doing this to him? Since when did the presence of Heero Yuy and Duo Maxwell make him sweat? Feeling his ears flush red, Wufei finally broke the gaze and turned back to his food.

"Well, if you plan on exerting so much energy on such a useless endeavor," he paused and watched as Duo's face fell and Heero glared before he continued, "then I suggest you eat. You since in having you pass out when we're attacked." He huffed and stood, storming out of the kitchen.

He made his way through the living room and out the front door. He was silently cursing himself for what he said. Why was he always so harsh? His footsteps became more violent the further he went. He stormed into the barn was just west of the house and threw open the large doors. He was immediately hit with the sound of cows, horses, a few pigs and a gaggle of chickens as he marched through the stables in search of a quiet place to meditate. He climbed the ladder and looked at the upper loft. It was covered in hay save for one small corner over in the back. He smiled and crawled over to it. The hay was piled so high that when Wufei sat in the corner with his legs crossed, he became invisible to anyone down below. He took in a deep breath, ignoring the strong smell of the farm, and let it out slowly to begin his meditation.

He tried to clear his thoughts but they kept focusing around Duo and Heero. After an hour of fighting his thoughts, he finally gave into them and decided his time in meditation would be better served if he used his increased focus to reason out his feelings. He decided to start with Duo. He and Duo had been close through out the war; closer than he told anyone or even admitted to. Duo was the one person that could calm him down and really get him to listen, not even Quatre had that much power over him. Why was that? Wufei sighed. He knew exactly why Duo had power over him. It was because they had an understanding. Duo had lost someone he loved and cared about in his childhood. He was also a very honorable warrior, though he may not realize it. Wufei had respect for him and, in a way, pity for him. Duo confessed the reason for his nickname too him during the war and at the time, Wufei had seen it as an excuse to make others feel bad for him. Eventually Wufei had realized that Duo never told anyone the origin of his nickname, though he assumed that Heero knew. Duo truly believed that Death followed him and he was willing to fight to keep it from ending more lives than necessary. Wufei could understand that. Ever since Meiran was killed, Wufei believed that her spirit followed him. Meiran had taken on the name of Nataku, the God of War, because she was determined to prove her strength as a warrior. It was the reason Wufei had named his Gundam Nataku, he believed that Meiran's spirit was still in the machine. When the war ended and he destroyed his Gundam, he was willing to give up Meiran's spirit and let her move on. Perhaps Duo had not been able to do that yet.

Heero was more complicated. Wufei wasn't sure what he saw in Heero that aroused him. He had never been very close with the pilot of Wing Zero throughout the war. They never crossed paths but for a few times. They were both considered loners; both seeking their own paths. Wufei remembered the battle he and Heero had towards the end of the war. Wufei had thought he killed Heero when he saw the Gundam land in the ocean. But during that battle, Wufei had connected with Heero in a way he could never connect with any of the other pilots. Heero was the one who made him realize that fighting for the wrong reasons would only bring the world to an end, not help it. Ever since then, Wufei had looked at Heero with respect and honor. The two of them had an understanding that he couldn't even explain to himself.

He sighed and opened his eyes. He knew that he cared for the two pilots. That much was settled; but could those feelings of caring escalade to arousal? He wasn't sure, but he knew that if his interpretation of their emotions were wrong that living with them would be very uncomfortable. He couldn't take the chance of ruining what they have developed so far. He nodded to himself and stood. Walking back over to the ladder, he decided it was best if he ignored Duo and Heero's relationship and simply continue on with his life as normal. And if anything unusual happened, he would deal with it then.

Duo watched Wufei leave and he and Heero remained silent until they heard the front door slam. Duo turned to Heero with a look of sorrow on his face. Heero gazed back into the soft violet eyes and suddenly wished that Wufei was in pain. How dare he hurt Duo like that?

"Did we…say something?" He asked.

Heero sighed. Duo's voice didn't sound hurt, just confused. Heero felt his anger subside and he shrugged. "I don't know." He turned to Wufei's untouched plate of food. "I thought that…" He trailed off and shook his head. "Nevermind."

Duo smiled slightly and laid his hand over Heero's. "I thought so too." He said.

Heero turned to him and blushed slightly. He couldn't hide anything from Duo. He nodded. "You felt it too?"

Duo nodded and lowered Heero's hand to rest on his hardened groin. "I guess you could say that."

Heero felt his already hardened member twitch and he smirked. He looked up at Duo and kissed his lips. "I love you." He whispered.

Duo's smirk transitioned into a smile and he laughed happily. "You…you do?"

Heero nodded, never more sure about his words. "I've never loved before. I could never afford to. But that doesn't change how I feel." He gently cupped Duo's face in his palm and smiled, that same pure smile that Duo knew he was going to love seeing every day. "I love you, Duo Maxwell."

Duo smiled and pulled Heero close to him in a hug. "I love you too, Heero Yuy." He whispered, wiping the tears away from his eyes.

Heero pulled back and surveyed Duo's tears. He wiped them away carefully and smiled at him. Over the years, Duo and Heero had grown. Duo was taller than him at first, then Heero grew and now they were relatively the same height. Duo was an inch taller but it didn't make much difference to Heero. He ran his fingers back into Duo's freshly braided hair and kissed his chin softly.

"I'm glad." He said and pulled Duo closer to him. "But I think there's more to it."

Duo nodded. "Wufei." He sighed and turned to where Wufei disappeared. "I…I sometimes think it's just lust but…."

"But then it's more." Heero nodded. "I know."

Duo turned back to his lover. "Do you think he feels it too?"

Heero shrugged. "We'll never know until he tells us."

Duo nodded. "Should we…tell him?"

Heero thought for a moment then shook his head. "No. It might feel like we're ganging up on him. Let's just…give him some time. If we're right…"

Duo smirked and nodded. "Yeah. He'll find his own way," He leaned in and kissed Heero's lips lovingly. "And so will we."

Okay, there's chapter two. I hope you're all enjoying it and please please please comment. I'd love to hear what you think. And please, feel free to tear this thing apart if you feel you need to. I'm always willing to listen (or read) criticism as long as you can back it up. Anyway, I hope you're enjoying it and I'll try to get chapter three out shortly. Happy Reading!