Title: More Than Enough Love. -Chapter 8
Author: The Phoenix
Rating: NC - 17 (For later on)
Pairings: Uhm, heh.
Warnings: Somewhere along the line, this fic will display my personal views on love (and maybe life)... So be warned that there will be completely unconventional ideals of love, as well as some dark moments, like major depression and sadness. There may even be some really disturbing, heart-twisting moments. I will do my best to make certain chapters skip-able for those who don't want to read stuff like that (as in I will make sure the chapter only revolves around that one scene, and is mentioned in passing in later chapters)...
Disclaimer: I don't own the G-boys...I only lay claim on my mind and the characters I make up, but all the G-boys (and G-girls) are not mine... So yea... Don't sue me. ^_^

Summary/Notes: A little kindness and a hot shower really do help.

Quatre got Wu Fei to the gate to his house by the time that Heero and Duo caught up. They both looked worn out and had some bruises on their faces. He sighed and shook his head a little, though thankful that they were so ready to help out someone who wasn't really their friend yet. He wondered if it was because they felt the same pull that he did. He smiled when Heero took Wu Fei from his arm, then he moved over to open the walk through gate and let them in before he closed it.

Duo ran up the long walkway to go inside and make sure the living room was clear and that they could put Wu Fei on the couch. Once he was sure, he went into the half bathroom near the stairs and got some pain killers out. He paused for a moment, then decided to get a wash cloth and dampen it. By the time he came back out to the living room, Heero was just setting Wu Fei down on the couch. He moved to set the bottle of pills on the side table and knelt on the floor in front of the couch.

Quatre frowned as Wu Fei winced and shifted. He watched as the caramel face wrinkled in pain, feeling a large clench in his heart. Moving close, he lifted Wu Fei up a little and sat, resting the boy's head in his lap. Holding his hand out, he waited for Duo to give him the wash cloth, and when it was handed over, he lightly pressed it to Wu Fei's forehead, after moving the boy's hair of course. He felt a bit of relief as the boy seemed to calm some.

"I can't believe Joes.. Fucker.. What the hell is his problem? Going after someone so small?" Duo huffed and crossed his arms over his chest. He couldn't help but be pissed. He knew Joes was an ass, but he had no idea that he would be disgusting enough to attack and gang rape someone almost half his size. He nearly growled as he thought of how much it must have hurt Wu Fei while they attacked him.

"Duo..." Heero knelt in front of Duo and leaned in, giving him a gentle kiss. He knew the one thing that could calm Duo down right now was to remind him he was loved. Pulling back, he gave both Duo and Quatre a small smile, trying to comfort them some. Standing up, he went to the kitchen and decided on starting tea, since Iria wasn't there to do so.

Wu Fei slowly blinked open his eyes, a small groan escaping him as he realized one eye didn't seem to want to open. When a hand brushed back some of his hair, he shot up to a sit, attempting to glare at who ever was there. He relaxed a bit when he saw that it was Quatre. Taking a calming breath, he looked down, realizing that he was being stared at. He saw the bright cobalt eyes of Duo.

"How are you feeling?... You wanna take a shower or some pain killers and go back to sleep?" Duo smiled softly, not wanting to push the Chinese boy to do something. He stood up and watched Wu Fei, wondering what he'd decide on, hoping he wouldn't demand to be left alone and go home. He blinked when Wu Fei shifted closer to the edge, like he was going to stand up, and whimpered.

"Shower, please?" Wu Fei's voice was strained, not only from having screamed a lot, but from having been choked. When Duo nodded, Wu Fei forced himself to stand without their help. He took a couple calming breaths, then looked at the other two. Duo motioned him to follow, and so he did. He was a little in awe at the bathroom that Duo led him too, though he had not enjoyed having to go up the tall flight of stairs to the second floor.

Wu Fei had locked the door and started the shower water when Duo left. He had just dropped the torn tunic on the floor and pulled off the tank top when he heard a knock on the door. Sighing, he moved to the door and opened it just enough to look out. He blinked when Duo offered him a pair of pajama pants, boxers, and a tank top. Taking the offered clothes, he thanked the American, hoping he didn't see that he was caked in dried cum and dirt.

Closing the door and locking it, he leaned against it for a moment. Then he placed the clothes on the table in the large bathroom. He was still surprised by the room. A large shower stall, a huge jacuzzi bath, a beautiful counter with an above-counter sink basin, a little closet for the toilet, and an open towel closet. Sighing, he grabbed a towel and hung it on the towel rack next to the shower door, then stripped his pants and got in for a shower.

Resting against the tiled walls, he just let the hot water wash over him, wishing it would just burn away his pain. After a moment of leaning against the wall, he looked about the shower stall. It actually felt like it could fit three people comfortably, which he had not understanding of why someone would want to shower with someone else. Finding a little shelf above the water's spray level, there was a couple dry wash cloths there. Grabbing one, he looked at the larger shelf below that one, where there were several bottles, just in the spray level, seemingly to keep the bottles clean.

Getting the wash cloth wet and putting some body wash on it, he started scrubbing away the dirt, cum, and blood. The soap felt like hell on his split skin and he wanted to just curl up in a ball on the floor and let the water pound on him til it went cold. A whimper escaped him and he slid down to sit back on his feet. He had no idea why this had happened to him, what had he done? How was he supposed to go home and face his family? Would they know how dirty he was? Would he be good enough to marry the daughter of the clan, or was he used?

With a couple tearless sobs, he felt that all he could do was try to get clean and over come this situation. Standing, he finished scrubbing away the mess the gang had left on him. Once done with that, he shampooed his hair. After washing out the shampoo and grabbing the conditioner, he realized that he was using vanilla scented stuff and couldn't help the smile. Deciding to take his time and enjoy the scent, he felt himself calm a little.

After rinsing out the conditioner, he turned the water off and opened the stall door to get the towel. Drying off, he made sure to be careful of his bruises and cuts. Moving out of the shower stall and over to the sink, he looked in the large mirror along the wall from the counter to the ceiling. Moving the towel to dry his hair, which caused him to gasp when he saw the ugly bruises.

Turning away from the mirror, not wanting to look at himself anymore, he got dressed and finished drying his hair. Draping the towel over his head, he picked up his clothes and threw them in the waste basket before leaving the bathroom. He went down the stairs slowly to avoid hurting his backside anymore than need be. He wanted to know why the others were being so kind and taking care of him. Smelling sweet tea, Wu Fei followed the scent towards the kitchen.

Okay... let the comforting begin... and aww, some 1x2.. I don't usually do 1x2 but it fits in with the plot I am heading towards. *grins playfully*.. So we've got 1x2 and 3x6 ^_^