Title: More Than Enough Love. -Chapter 9
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 depth into the others, and Wu Fei rests. ^_^
"God... Joes pisses me off.. How does he think he can get away with this shit?" Wu Fei heard Duo yell from the kitchen. He was leaned against the wall near the kitchen doorway, not ready to go in, just wanting to hear what they said. He usually was above eavesdropping, but he was really curious about why they helped him.
"Duo.. I know Joes is a problem, but I think we should focus on help Wu Fei..." Quatre piped up. His voice sound as though he was soothing the taller boy. Wu Fei felt a bit of enjoyment at having been right that the Arabian was the calm and nurturing one. He took pride in his studies of those around him, so the success took his mind of his pain a little.
"Are we going to contact his guardian?" That voice stumped him. Wu Fei couldn't quite place it, though he was sure he had heard it recently. The voice sound close to the doorway, so he quieted his breathing more. "We should."
"Wǒ bú yào!"(1) He cried out before he realized he did. Sighing, he moved away from the wall and into the doorway, looking as confident as he had before anything had happened to him. He noticed there were people there he didn't expect. He looked down for a second, taking a deep breath. Then, looking to Quatre, he tried to appeal to the boy's helpful side. "Please?"
As he waited for the blond boy's response, he looked at everyone. He felt completely exposed with that many people possibly knowing what happened. Along with Duo, Heero, and Quatre, there were three others. There was Trowa Barton, and his sister Catherine Bloom. The one that shocked him a bit was Lucrezia Noin.
Something made him wonder though, the arrangement of those in the room. Heero was close to Trowa, not touching, but it looked as though they were comforting each other. He had thought Trowa was with Zechs Merquise. Quatre was calming Duo, but it seemed more personal than just friendly. Also, Noin and Catherine were holding onto each other, seeming not to want to be alone. This group was so confusing to him, it seemed to be so intimate, something that was totally new to him.
"Alright... but only if you agree to let us keep an eye on you... If you refuse, I will have to resort to either contacting your guardian, or contacting a hospital." Quatre suddenly looked so mature and in control that Wu Fei was taken aback. He watched the blond glance at his friends. "I have yet to do either of those, since I know it would be a great dishonor for your clan to find out... I want you to heal before you have to deal with that problem."
Heero then stepped forward to Wu Fei. He felt a surge of worry course through him, unsure of how Heero was going to act. He was happy to see no pity or hate from the other Oriental boy. Heero then motioned to the table, where at one of the chairs was a teacup, with the hot teapot in the middle of the table. "Chang.. Some hot tea and more rest will be the best.."
Feeling relief that the others were not going to treat him as though he'd break, Wu Fei sighed. Moving to the seat that was offered, he sat as Heero poured him some tea. Looking to Quatre, he nodded. "I understand... Thank you."
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It hadn't been long after the tea that Wu Fei had been shown to a guest room and had fallen asleep. Noin had offered to sit outside the room to keep an ear on the boy. The other five had thanked her and went back to the kitchen to speak. They all sat this time, nobody touching another. They sat in silence for almost half an hour before someone spoke up.
"I wonder how he's going to deal with this... He seems so strong willed and self reliant that I doubt he'll ask for any comfort." Catherine spoke as she toyed with a napkin. She didn't get to see him in classes, as she was out of school, but she had seen plenty to know he was very proud.
"Knowing Joes as well as I do... Wu Fei will need to talk.. Joes doesn't go into things like that alone, and based on the time frame, Wu Fei could have been in that situation for hours." Duo looked serious, something that worried the others. They knew how strong the hate was between Duo and Joes. Duo never hated people, he just completely ignored their existence, but Joes was his biggest hate.
"Well... I suggest either you, Quatre, or Heero... Since you know Joes so.. well.. and Wu Fei seems to be closest to Quatre in terms of communication, and Heero in terms of respect.." Catherine seemed so logical about it, but the others knew she meant that those three had had the most interaction with the Chinese boy, and it would be easier for them. She was also the one with the least knowledge on the situation.
They all nodded, decided on their plan. The decided not to even talk about calling Wu Fei's guardian, since he seemed not to want to involve her. With Wu Fei already in a very unsettled situation, it would not be wise to agitate him farther.
"If I had dealt with Joes sooner... this wouldn't have happened." Duo's head thudded against the table as he pouted. He felt that it was totally his fault that Wu Fei had been caught up in that situation. He held his breath, as though punishing himself. Duo really wanted to go to Wu Fei and say it was his fault, to let Wu Fei decide his punishment.
A hand landed on Duo's head, fingers rubbing in a soothing motion. When the cobalt eyes looked up from the table, they stared into forest green. Trowa rarely said much in sense of sentiments, but his small actions told his friends a lot. Duo smiled sadly and sat up, leaning his head on Trowa's shoulder. They didn't expect Trowa to speak up. "Wu Fei is strong, I can tell... He'll be fine, ma petite souris."(2)
They all smiled when Duo made a cute face and nuzzled Trowa's shoulder. They froze when they heard a strangled yell of pain. Jumping up, the five ran to join the shocked Noin outside the room they'd put Wu Fei in. From the other side of the door, the could hear huffing, as though the Chinese boy was trying to catch his breath. With a few glances back and fourth, they decided Quatre to be the one to enter.
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Wu Fei was unsure of how long he had been asleep. He hadn't realized it at the time, but it had been Jasmine tea, a known soothing tea most drank before bed to sleep. He hadn't argued when Quatre led him to a guest room, not wanting the blond to make good on the threat of calling that damned woman they called his guardian. Sally was not that much older than him, how was she a guardian?
First thing he noticed was the room was a calm environment, and the bed was soft and plush, so much so, his small frame had nearly disappeared into the blankets. Now he was looking up at the ceiling from under the large comforter and trying to decide what to do. He did not want to stay there any longer than need be, but he couldn't honestly think of something that would be reasonable for them not to worry.
Rolling onto his side, he winced at the feeling of bruised ribs. That was going to hinder most movement if he wasn't careful. Swinging his legs over the edge of the bed and sitting up at once was not a good idea. A scream erupted from him even though he fought to not scream. The pain ripped through him worse that he'd thought possible. It actually hurt more than the actual attack, as his body had been trying to heal.
Wrapping his arms around his waist and doubling forward, head landing to rest on his knees, he dug his heels into the side of the bed. Taking ragged breaths, he tried to calm the pain, not wanting the others to hear him. Though, he was sure someone had been sitting outside the bedroom door, as he had heard their breathing before he'd tried to sit up. He heard the footsteps of the others outside the room door and all he could think was they were going to try and take care of him. A thought he didn't like.
Lifting his head when the door opened, onyx black met aquamarine blue. He noticed the others standing behind Quatre, all looking worried. Relief flooded through him when Quatre stepped in and closed the door, preventing the others from entering. Watching the blond, he was surprised to see anger hidden in those light eyes as Quatre walked over to sit next to him.
"Wu Fei... I know its not what you want to hear, but they hurt you a lot, you need to let us help... at least me." Quatre reached over, hand caressing Wu Fei's cheek and settling so that his thumb rest lightly on the shell of the Chinese boy's ear. He smiled when there seemed to be no shock or anger at him for being so familiar. "Solitude is not strength.. Strength is knowing when to rely on friends... Whether you realize it or not, you have won Duo, Heero, and myself all over as friends."
Onyx eyes stared at the Arabian boy. How could someone be so kind to another who blatantly ignores friendly gestures? He only then realized that those slim pale fingers were in his hair, and that his hair was loose. He felt his face grow hot. This touch was so different from what he was used to, or even what he'd experienced earlier in the attack. He froze, correcting that thought. The only time he'd felt a touch like this was from his mother. He felt his heart clench as he watched Quatre give a caring smile.
"Thank you, Winn- Quatre." Wu Fei looked away, uncertain that he'd be able to keep looking at Quatre without imagining his mother giving him the same smile. He reached up a hand and splayed it over Quatre's leaning into the soft palm some. He decided to chalk his weird action to the pain, but then he realized something, his pain was lessened with Quatre sitting right there. Glancing back to the blond, he search those light blue eyes. "Why are you so kind? I am filthy from their touches.."
Quatre couldn't help but enjoy the sound of Wu Fei's voice and accent. It reminded him of the first time he'd heard Heero speak English. When he noticed Wu Fei was staring at him, he looked away, not wanting the pain to show. He could feel the torment tearing Wu Fei up inside. The self-hatred, anger at his attackers, a lost feeling, and a longing for comfort. Those all made his heart hurt, but he wanted to help the Chinese boy, so he'd hide his empathy best he could.
"I am kind... because.. I like to help those special to me." Wu Fei couldn't quite place the emotion that passed over the blond's face, but it looked like one of determination. Quatre stood, moving in front of the dark haired boy, hand staying where it was against Wu Fei's ear. Giving a bright smile and an encouraging motion with his hand, Quatre helped Wu Fei to a stand, which surprised the Chinese boy that the pain was dull. "I don't think you are filthy... Hmm.. I see you like a dragon... no matter how dragon's are attacked, their pride always heals them."
Wu Fei couldn't prevent the small smile that quirked his lips. As Quatre removed his hand to step away, wanting to give Wu Fei some space, the pain flooded back to the Oriental boy. Gasping, he dropped to his knees. When arms wrapped around him and he was pulled against Quatre's chest. He didn't even realize that Duo had thrown the door open to see what that thud had been, nor that all of the others were staring at Quatre and him like that.
Ah ah, gomen nasai. My computer messed up terribly, so I couldn't write. I hope to do several chapters and I am starting another story to try a different style. Please review, let me know what could be worked on.
1- I don't want (it)!.. Basically yelling No!
2- My little mouse.