Majority wins! I'm sorry saylor Sayuri and daunce, but I'm gonna let Hee-chan and our beloved WuFei date... Sorry! But don't worry, i'm not that big a fan of 5x1 myself, so I think I can say for sure that if Duo can't have him, no one will. (This doesn't mean that he dies... I could never do that to Hee-bee... wait, I already did... TWO times in two of my other fics! Gomen Heero, please forgive me...)

Warnings: I had to make wuFei very ooc since a justice-ranting-stuck-up-cranky –dude isn't the kind of company Heero is looking for in this story. ; )

Chapter 5

'Heero!' WuFei gave him a warm welcome as he held the door open for him to let the Japanese boy into his apartment. Heero was all but shocked when WuFei even gave him a short but warm hug. More shock flooded him when his nose caught the smell that was hanging in the air.

'What is that!' His stomach growled, all awkwardness forgotten, he had lived off take-out food for way to long, he decided, closing his eyes and taking another large whiff of the smell. 'It's smells delicious.' He commented. He turned to face WuFei and tried to hide the uncomroftable feeling as he found his friend was looking strangely at him. Like a puppy excited and waiting for it's master to throw the stick. It was strange.

'Here, give me that.' WuFei slowly dragged Heero's thick coat off his shoulders, his fingers brushing heero's exposed neck as he did so. Heero watched him as he hung his jacket in the closet he suddenly felt stupid for wearing tight jeans and a formfitting sky blue button-up. The upped few button unbuttoned of course. He now felt like he was giving off the wrong signals. He had realised WuFei hadn't just asked him to have dinner with him, even though he was new to this, he recognised the look WuFei had given him, but he wasn't sure if he should do this. He was still in love with Duo after all, he didn't want to use WuFei and hope Duo will change his mind.

He mentally slapped himself, like he would change his mind! Who would want a unemployed, poor, depressed guy when you could have a beautiful girl with loads of money?

'Sit down, pretend your're at home.'

He refrained himself from jumping, stratled as WuFei guided him to the livingroom by laying his hand on his lower back and softly pushing him. 'Uhm, thanks.' He said, sitting down on the white couch, looking around the apartment he hadn't seen for a long long time. He noticed his friend had replaced the greasy carpet with oak wooden floors, a red shine to the dark wood. All the wooden furniture was in the same colour. A low closet against the wall, it's top filled with silver picture frames. From where he was sitting, he could see it were pictures of the five of them. From since they were young till the last time they were all together, two years ago.

'Here.'

Against his will he took the glass of red wine from his friend and took a sip, hiding his face in the glass when WuFei sat down next to him. He turned the other way as he felt he was being stared at. Should he tell WuFei? Should he tell him he was in love with Duo? That thought was a little scary. He wasn't just in love with Duo and other then that liked girls. No, he was really gay... Wufei might be the closest thing he could ever get to true love... He whipped his head around when he heard WuFei sigh and groan.

'What is it?' he asked, a little woried as he saw Wufei covering his eyes with his hand and leaning back.

'I'm sorry Heero. I got a little bit carried away. I didn't want to... come onto like this.' With an awkward smile he took both glasses and wine and brought them back to the kitchen. He returned with two bottles of beer. He blew out the candles that were on the dining table and he tied his raven black hair, which had surprisingly been loose and floating around his face, back into his familiar tight pony tail. He walked back to the livingrooma nd sat down on a different couch after giving Heero his beer.

He sighed and looked around with a smile, content. 'Yep, much better now.'

Laughing Heero took a large gulp of beer, which tasted weird right after the wine.

'Dinner should be ready in five minutes.' WuFei informed and took a gulp himself. After a few uncomrfprtable moments of silence they came loose as WuFei talked about him wanting to redocorate his bedroom, he hated the fact that three years ago, Duo had managed to convince him that black walls could be cool. He regretted lostening to him ever since.

'It feels like I'm sleeping in a black void.'

After that the topic of Heero's possible future job came up. Not surprisingly it had been WuFei who wrote him in, watning to lend a helping hand. He was surpised they hadn't called back already. Heero hid his blush by bringing his bottle back up to his face when WuFei told him how sweet and kind he was and could work perfectly with both animal as man.

WuFei looked down at his expensive watch. 'Dinner should be ready.' He rose and waited for Heero to pass him by to follow him. Arriving at the table he pulled back a chair and gestured Heero to sit down on it. Then he went to retrieve many dishes from the kitchen and finally sat down across from him.

Heero was eying the feast with wide eyes. 'WuFei, how... since when did you learn to cook like this?' He asked in amazement, remembering WuFei almost burned down the kitchen of their cottage when they were on holliday together with Quatre and Trowa. Duo wasn't there... he 'couldn't make it'. That's when the 'disconnection' between WuFei and Duo started if he remembered correctly. He was furious about the fact that the american had put a one-night-stand before of his friends.

Hes miled as WuFei stood up and went to grab the wine once again. The chinese man shrugged. 'It just tastes better then cheap beer.'

He chuckled and took a sip, it was in fact a better combination with the food.

It was quite enjoyable, not only the food, but also bringing back memories about times when they were all inseparable.

'I still can't believe you pushed him off the hill!' Heero laughed loudly.

WuFei shurgged with a wide smile 'Well, he had to learn how to ski one day!'

Their laughter died out. They had finished a delicious dessert and had been through all the memories they had shared in this life time. In silence WuFei started cleaning off the table, Heero helped him, smiling awkwardly as sometimes their bodies would brush together as they went back and forth between the kitchen, the dishwasher, and the table.

'Thanks for the help.'

'Thanks for dinner.' Heero replied as he put back on his old coat. He had arrived here at seven, it was now nine o'clock, it was abit weird, leaving so early, but he realised very well that staying longer wouldn't feel comfortable as well. It was just too weird. One day he had thought of WuFei as a homophoob, the next he is hitting on him, asking him out on a date! Wine, candlelight dinner... it was unbelieveble. How could he have been so wrong about WuFei? And the interieur... he expected something... so not fashionable that it would be humurous, but it looked good, stylish... decorated by a... homo...

He pushed the weird thought away, this was still Wfei after all, right. He smiled at him, he had a really nice evening, awkwardness forgotten he couldn't remember the last time he had laughed that much. With Duo constantly in his hjead there wasn't so much to laugh about, but he was able to push his violet eyes out of his mind this evening. A good sign. A sign that he was getting over his arrogant and mean roommate? A sign that he felt more for WuFei then he thought?

'I had a great time, we should do it more often.' He said, keeping his voice friendly, not wanting to give wrong signals.

'I'm sorry.'

In surprise he looked up from where he had been focussing on zipping up his coat.

The Chinese laughed nervously.

Heero almost find it hard to believe that this was his WuFei, the WuFei he had known for such a long time! WuFei should be cold, with harsh glares and no nervous chuckles! He had to admit he felt a little cornered when WuFei stepped closer to him and he already felt the door pressing against his back, WuFei's faces mere inches away from him. He susked in a breath as a hand was gently laid on his shoulder, giving a light squeeze before trailing down his arm till he was holding his hand. "Oh god this is weird", was all he could think.

'Heero, you do realise that... even though I changed the scenery, it was still my inention that this was a... date.' He came even closer to him looking passionately in his eyes.

Heero couldn't deny the warmth raging through his body as Wufei was now so close the tips of their noses touched. He forced on a friendly smile, but it faltered quicker then he had expected and he swallowed loudly, not sure what they were supposed to do now... though he had a hunch what WuFei wanted...

Curiously he leaned his face forward, gently kissing WuFei, just a mere soft merging of lips that lasted no longer then three seconds before he pulled back, wondering what had gotten over him to do such a thing. WuFei smiled at him and he couldn't help smiling back, though very insecure and now very selfconscious.

WuFei reached up his other hand, while the other still held Heero's hand, he gently cupped the fine angles of Heero's jaw, stroking his soft and perfectky golden skin. He ran his thumb over the soft pinks lips that were parted slightly as Heero started to pant, maybe more from fear then from pleasure. WuFei must have felt that as he removed his hand from the face and took a step back, giving Heero back his space.

'I'm sorry.' He apologised again.

'Don't be... I- I meant what I said earlier... we really should do this again.'

WuFei looked at him with a hopeful face, looking like that puppy again. 'You mean like a... second date?'

'Yeah. I would really like that.' He nodded for empathises.

'What about Duo?'

Heero really wished WuFei hadn't mentioned him, the mere hearing of his name still made his heart flutter and made him want to cry his eyes out. But he was done feeling sorry for himself. Duo didn't want him, that's for sure, he should try to make the best out of it... and maybe, he'll be able to forget about him... and WuFei could help him with that.

'I cant sit around and wait for him, can I? He made his choice, I have to move on.'

'But CAN you move on? From what little I gathered... you seem smitten.'

'I'll get over him.' He said with firm determination. And he will, he had to. Why he still missed the bastard was beyond him. All he had to do is to keep reminding himself of how mean duo had been, it shouldn't be so hard getting over him, since he had lots of memories of a cruel Duo stored in his head.

Nodding, as to confirm his newly selfappointed mission he leaned forward and gave WuFei a chaste kiss on the cheek before leaving with a soft goodbye and a "call me".

This could well be the shortest and worse chapter I have ever wrote... as you can guess, I'm stuck... And with stuck I mean stuck... I need to think.

C.W.

Mind you that I might delete and change this chapter, so don't get attached to it... cuz I really hate it...