Break Up, Make Up
Sutoomu
Here is the third chapter. I said it would be a few days, and it was longer, and I deeply apologize. But that is the risk everyone takes when they read or even write stories. Sometimes life distracts us...sigh. My distraction has been friends. They stalk me, I swear! It's insane! I never get a break! So I put my foot down today and made time for this. Anyhoo...
My reviewers, and there's a lot of them, are to be officially thanked and huggles. Thank you/huggles/ one-hep-cat, SpencerBrown, Kalypartemis, Roxie Faye, Modified Tam, jess-eklom, pheonix013, Markanovanlink, Sekari Sumeragi, apocalyptic infatuation /nice name, and Konpeitou! I love you all!
Here is the third chap. Enjoy. I hope it lives up to your standards.
"Heero, Quatre's scaring me," Duo whispered in the morning as he came out of the kitchen. "He just sits there and stares at his hands. I tried talking to him and he ignored me. This is Quatre. Quatre has never ignored me in our entire lives! He's driving me insane!"
"You're already insane," Heero mentioned.
"That's not the point," Duo rolled his eyes. "I hate it when people stare at nothing and think. It's so annoying!"
"Because you can't hear what they're thinking?" Heero asked.
"No, because it means they're probably confusing themselves," Duo corrected. "It's better if they just let it out to someone, instead of bottling it up. That's bad for your soul. I know from experience, trust me."
"I know, Duo. I was the one you told." Duo had poured out his soul to Heero numerous times.
"Ugh," Duo threw up his hands. "I'm sick of this. I can't wait until Trowa comes over."
"How do you know Trowa will be coming?" Heero asked.
"Because," Duo said. "He probably went to Wufei's, since he's not the type to get himself drunk, and Wufei probably told him to come and see Quatre, and then Quatre's gonna freak out and apologize profusely until we all tell him to shut up and stop and then they're going to be back together." Heero blinked at Duo, then looked to the door as the bell rang. The two of them walked over and opened it, seeing a shivering Wufei and a sad looking Trowa standing there.
"How do you do that?" Heero gaped at Duo, who grinned knowingly.
"I need food!" Wufei said quickly. "And heat! Food and heat, and then coffee. Lots of coffee!"
"Your apartment break down again, 'Fei?" Duo asked.
Wufei narrowed his eyes. "Yes. Now stop gloating at your ultimate knowledge and take care of your dying friend!"
"Okay, okay, don't have a hissy fit," Duo held up his hands in protest. "C'mon. I got coffee all ready." Duo led Wufei into the kitchen as Heero ushered Trowa inside, being sympathetic, which, for Heero, was a nod of understanding and silence. They entered the kitchen to find Quatre knocking his head against the table and chanting curses in arabian.
"Q, you keep doing that, and you're gonna end up with a flat head," Duo warned as he poured Wufei a cup of hot and fresh coffee. He handed it over to Wufei, who snatched it out of his hands with obsessive enthusiasm.
"Coffee!" he crowed victoriously, drinking the hot liquid down straight. "Mmm..."
"Wufei, your addiction is getting out of hand," Duo stated.
"Don't scold me, freak!" Wufei warned.
"Hey!" Duo said, looking sadly hurt. "That hurt."
"I'm so stupid!" Two pairs of violet and black eyes looked over at the blonde who had suddenly shouted. He had stopped banging his head on the table, but now his fists were clenched. He had a combination of self loathing anger and heartbroken sadness in his eyes.
"I have to agree with that," Wufei said. "But, then again, I've always known I was the only sane and smart one."
"Shut up, caffeine-druggie," Duo shot back. Wufei glared at him, then ignored him in favor of drinking more coffee. "C'mon, Q-bean. Let's leave this wacko." Duo practically pulled Quatre out of his chair and nudged him out the kitchen. Wufei followed, ignoring anything Duo wanted, and followed the two of them. Duo led Quatre down the hallway and into the livingroom.
"Quatre!"
Quatre spun to the side, his blue eyes wide with surprise as he stared at Trowa, who had just stood up from the couch. "T-trowa?" he said, his fear showing in his voice. Wufei walked over to a chair and settled in happily with his coffee as Duo silently moved to sit beside Heero, snuggling into him with a smile on his face. The three friends watched as Trowa and Quatre stared at each other in silence for a moment.
"Three...two...one...," Duo counted down in a soft whisper. "Go."
Quatre suddenly threw himself on Trowa, wrapping his arms tightly around the tall boy and burying his face in his chest. "I'm so sorry, Trowa! I was so stupid and idiotic! I acted like a brat! I should never have said what I said. I know nothing of it is true, and I shouldn't have accused you of that!" Quatre's shoulders heaved with sobs and he hiccuped. "Please forgive me! Please...I want you to come back, to come home..."
Trowa blinked in surprise, just as Heero looked at Duo in amazement that his prediction had come true, and then Trowa wrapped his own arms around Quatre, soothing him and rubbing gentle circles on his back. "I know, love, I know. We both let our anger get the better of us. But you're not stupid, or idiotic, or a brat. I forgive you, but I can't come back...," Trowa felt Quatre tense beneath his touch. "Not until you can forgive me for forgetting our anniversary and coming home so late all the time lately. I can't go back to our home until I can explain to you what I've been doing, and I can't do that yet." Quatre pulled himself away from Trowa and met his eyes, his own cerulean eyes questioning. "I'm sorry that I can't explain it to you, but I just can't right now. Soon, but not yet. Please, Quatre, you have to trust me on this one. You know I love you and I'd never do anything with anyone else behind your back."
"Trowa...," Quatre asked, tears forming in his eyes once again.
"I know that you're still suspicious of that, and I can't handle those accusations!" Trowa explained. "I...I know you won't be fully appeased until I tell you where I've been and what I've been doing, but I can't do that yet. And I can't live with you if you're suspicious of me. So," Trowa took a deep breath. "Until I can tell you, I'm going to stay with Wufei."
"What?" Wufei exclaimed.
"Well, that was unexpected," Duo blinked. "I'd never have seen that coming. I think I'm missing something here..."
"I...I," Quatre gaped. "You're serious? You're not coming home...?"
"It will only be for a little while, Quatre," Trowa said, begging for acceptance. "It might be good for us both. We could both probably use some time to cool down."
"I can't believe you!" Quatre exclaimed.
"I don't want another fight, love," Trowa quickly said. "Please, try and trust me. I'm going to go now."
"If you want to freeze your ass off in my damned apartment, then, fine!" Wufei grumbled. "Just don't expect me to come with you. I'm staying here where it's nice and warm." Trowa nodded at Wufei in understanding and then turned and left. Quatre stared after him, until he finally managed to tear his gaze away from where he had last seen Trowa.
"I don't believe this!" Quatre exclaimed, setting his hands on his head in frustration. "I don't understand him at all, right now! He just...he just left me..." Quatre stared blankly at the wall, trying to think. "What is he doing...?" He suddenly turned his gaze on Wufei, who blinked in confusion at the somewhat accusatory gaze, then looked at Duo as the braided idiot cleared his throat.
"What?" he asked, seeing Duo and Heero also looking at him. "What is it?"
"Trowa went to you last night," Duo said. "Which obviously means he talked to you, which obviously means you know something we don't."
"Why is he staying with you?" Quatre asked, his eyes narrowed.
Wufei's eyes widened as he realized where this conversation was going. "Shit, no!" he yelled, jumping to his feet and bolting for the door. Duo dived for him, and Wufie just barely avoided him. "I know nothing, and I did nothing!" he exclaimed as he grabbed his shoes and ran out the front door, calling for Trowa to wait. Luckily, the banged pilot was just pulling out of the driveway, so he was able to slip into the car before Trowa left. "Drive!" he ordered, and Trowa stepped on the gas. Wufei looked behind him for a moment to make sure he had made a clean getaway, then sighed and relaxed into the seat, nursing his cold feet. He hadn't had any time to put his shoes on, so he had ran through the snow in his bare feet. Damn, he was always cold, nowadays.
"What was that about?" Trowa asked curiously, glancing away from the road to look at Wufei for a split second.
Wufei grunted. "Duo knows you went to my house last night, so he assumed you talked to me, and he assumed I know something they don't. Once again, the idiot is right. I just barely escaped interrogation and possible torture!"
"Oh."
"Not only that, but I think Quatre is going slightly insane," Wufei added. "Clearly he has the false idea of relationships being perfect. I think he suspects you're sleeping with me, since you decided to stay at my house. Without my permission or an invitation, I might add. I think the angel's on PMS, or something. Crazier than Duo..." Wufei trailed off in his rambling to pull on his shoe.
"Quatre thinks I'm sleeping with you?" Trowa asked, and Wufei 'uh-huh-ed'. "That's ridiculous," Trowa gave a sigh of exasperation. "I don't know what's wrong with him lately. Maybe he's been working too much..."
"Let's just try and stay sane until Friday," Wufei suggested. "And talk to him as much as you can. I don't want to have a friend turn into my enemy because of another friend. You're all psychotic."
"And you aren't?" Trowa asked, one eyebrow raised.
"No," Wufei stated firmly. "I'm just cold."
I love my Wufei in this chapter! He's so cute to me! Silly little 'Fei 'Fei! Anyways, how was that for a third chap? Review, please! The fourth chapter is ready, with the ending in it, so as soon as I make time for it, I will be able to post it quickly!
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