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The four pilots were left standing in the kitchen, staring at the doorway through which Duo had disappeared. They were, to say the least, surprised at Duo's behavior. He never acted like that, despite how bad things got. So this was all very new to them.
Heero sighed, moving over to where Trowa stood, as the Latin pilot continued to stare at the doorway. The HeavyArms pilot was lost in his own world. He had lost his best friend for his lover. How cruel was life going to be on him?
"It'll be okay." Heero said softly, rubbing soothing circles on Trowa's back. "Duo will bounce back. He always does." He meant it as a comfort, but the moment the words passed from his lips, Quatre was on him, fire blazing in the marine depths.
"OKAY? BOUNCE BACK? In what WORLD are YOU?!!" The blond yelled, getting right in Heero's face, some small part of him surprised that he wasn't dead already from opposing Heero. Then again it was probably the fact the Wufei was his lover and the two oriental pilots were pretty evenly matched.
"Quatre..." Wufei reached for his lover, but the Arabian shook him off. The blond could be quite evasive when he needed to be.
Heero was surprised to see such anger from Quatre but he did not back down. "Duo has to accept the fact that I don't love him anymore." He said with a frown. "And what about Trowa? He just lost his best friend. "
"What about Duo?!?" Quatre was ready to strangle Heero by now. "He lost his best friend and his lover! But no! You wouldn't think about that, now, would you?!?"
Heero opened and closed his mouth a few times, but no sound came out. Quatre was on a rampage and he wasn't going to stop until he finished speaking his mind. "You love Trowa. Fine. But are you so insensitive that you didn't think about what his reaction is going to be when he saw you two in bed? His bed? Where he was supposed to sleep? No! You didn't think about that either!"
"Every single freaking time either of you go on a mission, he becomes so freaking worried and depressed. Did you know that he has hardly eaten more than two meals this whole week? And when he heard that you were coming back, he decided to plan a picnic for you. Wufei and I were glad that he was finally starting to become enthusiastic about something and then you get here and break the news before he even has a chance to recuperate himself. Then he ends up being gone all day and wouldn't have eaten anything."
Quatre took a deep breath to calm himself. As it was, he didn't think his voice could go a decibel higher. When he spoke again, his voice was low and icy cold that he could imagine the windows frosted over. "You may to care for your ex-lover or your friend," He shot a look at Trowa. "But I do. And I will not have him damaging his well-being just because the two people that he loved the most chose to be insensitive jerks and not care."
He turned and strode out the kitchen, Wufei following him after giving the remaining two pilots a look that would make one crawl underneath. Well, good. They were supposed to feel like shit.
Quatre had turned around the corner to head up the stairs when he almost collided with a figure dressed in all black. Duo reached out a hand to steady him before he fell over.
"Duo?" Quatre blinked up at the American pilot, noting his attire. "Where are you going?"
"Mission. One week. Move to new safehouse. Here's the address." Duo handed him a piece of paper. Quatre frowned. Something was missing. Talking to Duo felt…strange.
"Thanks. Be careful?" Duo nodded, both at him and at Wufei before disappearing out the door.
Frowning, Quatre turned to his lover. "Wufei…something is weird. Did Duo seem alright to you?"
Wufei snorted. "You mean except for the fact that he is heartbroken and not happy?"
"Not happy…" Quatre thought about what Wufei said for about a minute before he realized something. "That's it Wufei!"
"Huh?" Clearly the oriental pilot was very confused.
"He's not happy. That's why it feels so strange. Usually when I talk to Duo, there is this cheerful aura around him. It wasn't there because He's not happy."
"So he's sad?" Wufei had a way of putting things simple manner.
"No, not exactly." Quatre bit his lower lip, a habit from his childhood. "He wasn't sad. Or at least I don't think so. There was this aura of…nothingness around him. It's like he has no emotions. Kinda like how Heero used to be before…before he and Duo fell in love with each other."
Meeting Wufei's dark eyes, Quatre went into his arms and buried his face in the crook of the warm neck. "Oh Wufei, Duo's going through so much that I think he has decided to stop feeling anything." His words were somewhat muffled as they were said against Wufei's soft skin. "I want to help him but I don't know how." Pulling back, he looked up at Wufei. "What do I do?"
"Hope, little one. Hope. For now that is all that we can do." Came the quiet reply.
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I don't like this chapter all that much….but I do love it when Quatre goes ballistic.
Quatre: [blush]
Duo: aww! That is so cutee! [glomps Quatre]
Trowa: get away from him. He's mine!
Duo: ah poo! Fine be that way! And you left Heero?
Heero: Baka. That is only for the story and because the author [Icy] likes to mix things up.
Icy: I like variety. [shrug]
Duo: aww! So you really do love me?
Heero: [smirk] baka.
Duo: [snuggle] Where is Fei-koi?
Wufei: right here. And don't call me that.
Duo: [glomp] then what should I call you, my little booboo?
[Trowa, Quatre and Heero snicker while Wufei blushes]
Wufei: [groan] Nataku, help me!
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The four pilots were left standing in the kitchen, staring at the doorway through which Duo had disappeared. They were, to say the least, surprised at Duo's behavior. He never acted like that, despite how bad things got. So this was all very new to them.
Heero sighed, moving over to where Trowa stood, as the Latin pilot continued to stare at the doorway. The HeavyArms pilot was lost in his own world. He had lost his best friend for his lover. How cruel was life going to be on him?
"It'll be okay." Heero said softly, rubbing soothing circles on Trowa's back. "Duo will bounce back. He always does." He meant it as a comfort, but the moment the words passed from his lips, Quatre was on him, fire blazing in the marine depths.
"OKAY? BOUNCE BACK? In what WORLD are YOU?!!" The blond yelled, getting right in Heero's face, some small part of him surprised that he wasn't dead already from opposing Heero. Then again it was probably the fact the Wufei was his lover and the two oriental pilots were pretty evenly matched.
"Quatre..." Wufei reached for his lover, but the Arabian shook him off. The blond could be quite evasive when he needed to be.
Heero was surprised to see such anger from Quatre but he did not back down. "Duo has to accept the fact that I don't love him anymore." He said with a frown. "And what about Trowa? He just lost his best friend. "
"What about Duo?!?" Quatre was ready to strangle Heero by now. "He lost his best friend and his lover! But no! You wouldn't think about that, now, would you?!?"
Heero opened and closed his mouth a few times, but no sound came out. Quatre was on a rampage and he wasn't going to stop until he finished speaking his mind. "You love Trowa. Fine. But are you so insensitive that you didn't think about what his reaction is going to be when he saw you two in bed? His bed? Where he was supposed to sleep? No! You didn't think about that either!"
"Every single freaking time either of you go on a mission, he becomes so freaking worried and depressed. Did you know that he has hardly eaten more than two meals this whole week? And when he heard that you were coming back, he decided to plan a picnic for you. Wufei and I were glad that he was finally starting to become enthusiastic about something and then you get here and break the news before he even has a chance to recuperate himself. Then he ends up being gone all day and wouldn't have eaten anything."
Quatre took a deep breath to calm himself. As it was, he didn't think his voice could go a decibel higher. When he spoke again, his voice was low and icy cold that he could imagine the windows frosted over. "You may to care for your ex-lover or your friend," He shot a look at Trowa. "But I do. And I will not have him damaging his well-being just because the two people that he loved the most chose to be insensitive jerks and not care."
He turned and strode out the kitchen, Wufei following him after giving the remaining two pilots a look that would make one crawl underneath. Well, good. They were supposed to feel like shit.
Quatre had turned around the corner to head up the stairs when he almost collided with a figure dressed in all black. Duo reached out a hand to steady him before he fell over.
"Duo?" Quatre blinked up at the American pilot, noting his attire. "Where are you going?"
"Mission. One week. Move to new safehouse. Here's the address." Duo handed him a piece of paper. Quatre frowned. Something was missing. Talking to Duo felt…strange.
"Thanks. Be careful?" Duo nodded, both at him and at Wufei before disappearing out the door.
Frowning, Quatre turned to his lover. "Wufei…something is weird. Did Duo seem alright to you?"
Wufei snorted. "You mean except for the fact that he is heartbroken and not happy?"
"Not happy…" Quatre thought about what Wufei said for about a minute before he realized something. "That's it Wufei!"
"Huh?" Clearly the oriental pilot was very confused.
"He's not happy. That's why it feels so strange. Usually when I talk to Duo, there is this cheerful aura around him. It wasn't there because He's not happy."
"So he's sad?" Wufei had a way of putting things simple manner.
"No, not exactly." Quatre bit his lower lip, a habit from his childhood. "He wasn't sad. Or at least I don't think so. There was this aura of…nothingness around him. It's like he has no emotions. Kinda like how Heero used to be before…before he and Duo fell in love with each other."
Meeting Wufei's dark eyes, Quatre went into his arms and buried his face in the crook of the warm neck. "Oh Wufei, Duo's going through so much that I think he has decided to stop feeling anything." His words were somewhat muffled as they were said against Wufei's soft skin. "I want to help him but I don't know how." Pulling back, he looked up at Wufei. "What do I do?"
"Hope, little one. Hope. For now that is all that we can do." Came the quiet reply.
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I don't like this chapter all that much….but I do love it when Quatre goes ballistic.
Quatre: [blush]
Duo: aww! That is so cutee! [glomps Quatre]
Trowa: get away from him. He's mine!
Duo: ah poo! Fine be that way! And you left Heero?
Heero: Baka. That is only for the story and because the author [Icy] likes to mix things up.
Icy: I like variety. [shrug]
Duo: aww! So you really do love me?
Heero: [smirk] baka.
Duo: [snuggle] Where is Fei-koi?
Wufei: right here. And don't call me that.
Duo: [glomp] then what should I call you, my little booboo?
[Trowa, Quatre and Heero snicker while Wufei blushes]
Wufei: [groan] Nataku, help me!
1x2x5 and 3x4 rule! Whee! And yes, I live in a sick twisted world….
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