So I tried to update in a timely manner. Which I don't think I succeeded but I tried. This chapter is longer than the others and it answers the question "Who does Quatre chose?" Dun Dun Dun.

This is to my Little Fic Brother, Markanovanlink. *waves excitely* You're number one in my book.


"So now Wufei is giving me the time to figure out what I want."

Duo raised his eyebrow after hearing Quatre's tale of the past week.. "Whoa, wait a second, you mean to tell me that all this happened within a week and I'm just finding out about it now?" He raised his arms in desperation. "Geez Quatre what happened to friends tell each other everything?"

"That's why I'm telling you now." Quatre exclaimed. "Look I know it's a little late but I thought I could handle everything okay, but now…" He took a deep breath. "Now it just seems like everything is out of control and- "

"And now you don't know who you want."

Quatre began to twist his hands together. "Kinda. I mean Trowa is taking interest again and we have been together for awhile it seems like a waste to throw all that away, but Wufei, he's been great. Nice, caring, interested."

Heero looked up from his laptop. "Just make sure the decision you make is the one you want."

Quatre looked over at Heero sitting at the desk set off to the side. He was so quiet he had forgotten he was there. "I will Heero."

"So what are you going to do now?" Questioned Duo, still slightly annoyed that it took so long for Quatre to come to him.

"I'm going to go see Trowa now and try to settle things. I want to get this over with as soon as possible I don't want to hurt Wufei anymore than I already have." Quatre stood up getting ready to leave.

"So that's it?"

"Yeah, you two have been very supportive of me, but this is something I have to do on my own. I just wanted to tell you the story so if something happens…."

"Don't worry we'll have the guest room ready for you."

Quatre chuckled. "Thanks, but hopefully I won't need it. I promise to update you as soon as possible though."

"You promise?"

"I promise." Quatre sealed the deal with a hug to Duo and a wave to Heero before he left.


Wufei stood up as someone entered the den. "I know I'm a late, but…" His eyes narrowed. "What are you doing here?"

"I could ask you the same thing." Trowa commented, frowning as he walked into the room.

"I was invited."

"I have a key." Trowa countered.

"Which you shouldn't be using."

"What the hell is your problem with me and Quatre?"

"My problem is with you, not Quatre. Where is he anyway?"

"That's what I'm here to find out."

"He's supposed to be talking to you."

"Oh? And you're jealous he's talking to me and not you?"

Wufei rolled his eyes. "You wish."

"You really have a problem with me being with Quatre."

"No. My problem is you cheating on Quatre. If you treated him right I wouldn't have a problem with you two together." Wufei cocked his head. "What's the matter? You weren't man enough to tell Quatre you didn't want him anymore?"

Trowa growled and rushed at Wufei until he was in his face. "You don't know shit about what happened between me and Quatre so don't act like you do."

"All I need to know is you were sleeping around behind his back hoping to not get caught. You hurt him Trowa, badly."

"Oh so you think you're just going to be there to comfort him? You're just using Quatre as a quick lay aren't' you?"

"Don't you DARE talk about Quatre like that." Seethed Wufei, hand balling in fists at his side." Quatre deserves the utmost respect and he is more of a man than you will ever be."

"What did you say?" Glared Trowa.

"I said I'm glad he's not with an inconsiderate, nameless, two-bit whore.

Trowa saw red and swung his fists back and it connected with Wufei's face. Wufei stumbled back at the force, but was able to dodge Trowa's next attack and landed a blow of his own, Trowa's was able to grab a hold of Wufei's shirt and tried to slam him against the wall, but Wufei managed to knock Trowa's feet from under him. Trowa landed on his back for only a second before he jumped back up ready to swing again.

"What the hell are you two doing?"

Trowa and Wufei turned toward the presence entering the room and froze.

"Why does it seem like every time I come home you two are here acting uncivil?"

Caught in the act they both tired to defend themselves, but Quatre shook his head. "I can't believe you two are acting like children" He closed his eyes and pinched his nose. He could feel a headache coming on.

"Quatre-" Trowa stopped as a cut on his lip stung. He quickly glanced at Wufei and noticed a ring forming around his eye.

Wufei stepped forward. "Quatre let me explain. Trowa here-"

"It wasn't my fault it was yours. You're the one with the problem."

"Excuse me? You're nothing but a-"

"Alright stop it both of you. Just be quiet."

"But Quatre-"

"Stop it damn it! I want both of you to go sit in the parlor while I get the first aid kit."

Wufei was about to protest, but Quatre stood there glaring, finger pointed toward the parlor with the most pissed off look he'd every seen on his face. Quatre looked livid and Wufei glanced at Trowa before taking a step forward. Trowa was right behind him and as they walked to the parlor feeling like scolded children.

They sat opposite each other arms crossed and glaring, neither saying a word afraid of Quatre's wrath. Quatre tried to calm himself as he walked back to the room with the medical supplies. He didn't plan to give any judgment until he found out what was going on.

They both looked up as Quatre came into the room and Wufei frowned deeply when Quatre went and tended to Trowa first. Quatre set the kit to the side and soaked a cotton ball in anesethic.

"This is going to sting okay?" Trowa nodded and suppressed a hiss as Quatre cleaned his busted lip. Quatre looked up into his eyes. "Does anything else hurt?"

"No that's it. Thank you."

Quatre nodded and made his way with his kit to Wufei. Quatre leaned over him and lightly trailed the outline of Wufei's face before grabbing the ice pack he had and placing it gently on Wufei's left eye. Wufei reached his hand up to take hold of the pack and Quatre mumbled something, before straightening up.

"Anywhere else hurt?"

"No."

"Good." Quatre stepped back away from both of them and sighted. "Alright I want to know what happened."

"He came over unannounced." Started Wufei.

"You were here before me." Defended Trowa.

"Okay, okay." Interrupted Quatre. "Trowa why exactly are you here?"

"I wanted to talk to you."

"Me too. That's why I've been trying to call you all day."

"What?" Trowa dug around in his pocket and pulled out his phone. 10 missed calls. Trowa mentally slapped himself. "I left my phone on silent last night."

Quatre sighed but nodded. "So tell me who started the fight?"

"That would be Trowa." Grumbled Wufei.

"Only because of what you said." Retorted Trowa.

"So you go around hitting people that tell the truth?"

"You want to go another round?" Taunted Trowa.

"ALRIGHT! Alright, I got it. You two can't behave around each other that's fine." Interrupted Quatre as he held his hand out. "Come with me Trowa so we can talk. Wufei stay here until I come back."

Wufei dropped the icepack down onto the arm rest. "You want me to stay here while you go make out with your boyfriend?"

Quatre frowned. "No, that's not it. If you don't want to stay that's fine, but please...I would really like it if you would wait for me, okay."

Wufei was going to protest but one look at Quatre's face made him change his mind. "...Fine."

Quatre nodded and walked out of the room with Trowa. Wufei sighed again as he placed the icepack back onto to his face and waited.


"Quatre I'm sorry about missing your calls."

"Its fine Trowa, it happens sometimes, but look Trowa we really need to talk."

"I know and I want to apologize again." Trowa said placing his hands on Quatre's shoulders.

"For what exactly? There is a list." Quatre responded, removing Trowa's hands.

Trowa sighed. "Everything Quatre. About Sherry, about being jealous, about fighting with Wufei, everything. I love you Quatre, I really do."

Quatre glanced away. "That may be true Trowa, but we can't do this anymore. I'm with Wufei now and that's how I want it."

"What? Quatre you can't be serious. We've been through so much together and you just want to throw that away?"

Quatre looked at Trowa angrily. "I'm not the one who threw it away, you did when you started to sleep with someone else."

"Quatre-" Trowa tried to put his arms around Quatre, but he stepped out of the way.

"No, that's it, Trowa, I'm done. If you really loved me we wouldn't be having this conversation in the first place." Quatre walked to the door and opened it. "I think its time for you to go.

Trowa stared at Quatre. "Is there anyway I can change your mind?"

"Sorry but no. I've made my decision."

Trowa sighed. "Fine." He walked slowly out the door, but looked back at Quatre. "I really do still love you, Quatre."

Quatre nodded softly before closing the door. He scrubbed at his eyes and took a couple of deep calming breathes. This is what he wanted, he was sure of it. Even if it broke his heart a little to let go of the first man he ever loved.


Wufei continued to tap his fingers against the chair he was sitting in as so many thoughts ran through his head. Yes he had told Quatre he was going to give him the space to figure out what he wanted with the assurance that he would be there afterward, but that was before he ran into Trowa. Every time he saw Trowa he just wanted to strangle him. All the pain and heartache he put Quatre through was unnecessary. Wufei knew all relationships didn't last forever, but that didn't mean that Trowa had to go behind Quatre's back and sleep around.

Wufei sighed. Could he really handle Quatre going back to Trowa? Trowa clearly didn't deserve Quatre, but would Quatre realize that? And if Quatre saw how much of dirt bag Trowa was, could he trust that Quatre would be loyal and not get with Trowa behind his back? There was so many questions and what ifs.

"Wufei?" Wufei quickly turned towards the doorway as Quatre made his way in. "Thank you for waiting."

Wufei grunted in response as he stood up and placed his icepack down into the seat. "So what happens now Quatre? Are you going back to Trowa or what?"

"Trowa and I are over with. For good." Quatre replied.

"Really?" Wufei asked skeptically.

Quatre nodded. "Yes."

"I knew before I met with Trowa today what my choice was going to be."

"And how did you come to that conclusion?"

"That chapter of my life is down and over with. I see that now. And I like where I'm at now. I like where we're at now and I want to keep it that way...That is if you still want to be with me..." Quatre trailed off, not sure of what Wufei's reaction was going to be. "I know I messed things up, but I want to know if we can start over."

"No."

Quatre froze. "No? But I thought-"

"I don't want to start over." Replied Wufei. "I want to continue where we left off. We've made mistakes, but I believe we can learn from them." Quatre heaved a sigh of relief. "I just have one more question, Quatre."

"Yes."

"Is it really over between you and Trowa?"

"Yes. There is only you, Wufei. No more lying. No more secrets." Quatre sealed the statement with a slow kiss.

Wufei deepened the kiss, as he thanked his lucky stars that Quatre had indeed chosen him. They had a few kinks to still work out, but it would be worth it.

They broke for air and Quatre gently ran his hand around Wufei's injured eye. "I can't believe you two got into a fight."

Wufei huffed. "He was insulting your honor Quatre and there was no way I was going to let him disrespect you."

Quatre smiled. "I guess I should be grateful someone is willing to defend me to such lengths. What are you going to tell people at work about your eye?"

Wufei shrugged. "That I got in a sparring match and was temporarily caught off guard."

Quatre took Wufei's hand and gave a squeeze. "How about you stay the night with me, Wufei?"

Wufei was taken back by the question. "...I don't know..."

"I don't really want you to see you leave yet, so I figured we could have a nice night to ourselves. Do you have work tomorrow?"

"Not until the afternoon." Wufei answered.

"Good." Quatre replied enthusiastically. "Spend the night with me and you can leave in the morning. Please say yes, Wufei."

Wufei tried not to look at Quatre's pleading face, but it was hard not to. Spending the night couldn't be that bad right? Just a relaxing evening between himself and Quatre sounded exquisite. Especially since all the drama was over.

"All right, I'll stay."

"Yay!" Quatre hugged Wufei and planted a kiss on his lips. "Thank you. I promise it will be great. Quatre began dragging him out of the room. "Now what do you want for dinner?"


Huh, I kind of made Trowa a dick. Oops. I love Trowa I really do, just...not in this story apparently. Um I think one more chapter should do it. I still have a little surprise I'm going to throw in here.