Two Sides of a Triangle

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Trowa walked down the hallway and stopped just short of Yuy and Chang’s office. He listened for a moment before sliding into the room and leaning against the wall next to the doorframe. It was just a test to see how much he could get away with, a game of sorts; just to check his stealth versus others as skilled as himself.

His entrance didn’t bring any notice, which surprised him greatly. Trowa expected a voice to call out to him, asking what he wanted, but nothing happened, just the soft clicks of keystrokes on a computer as the two worked quietly. He remained, leaning against the wall, head tipped down, but still nothing. He was somewhat confused; he was pretty sure he hadn’t gained so much in his stealth capabilities as this, but then, maybe Heero and Wufei were a bit too comfortable working 9-5, no longer sneaking about bases. Maybe their detection skills had faltered some?

Trowa sighed and made a show of crossing his arms. He watched their profiles freeze; Wufei’s head jerked around to look, and Heero’s eyes slid to the side before turning fully to face him. Trowa’s face was hidden from them, but he felt like smirking at them.

But then a better idea came upon him. Maybe Duo was rubbing off on him because he felt mischief fill his mind. So he waited.

Trowa watched the two glance over their shoulders at each other; he could literally see the questions pass between them. Was there a meeting they missed that involved the infiltration expert? Was Trowa supposed to come and debrief them about an upcoming mission? When nothing came to mind, they focused their attention back on the man leaning against the wall.

Heero was the first to break the silence. “What are you doing, Trowa?”

Fighting back the smirk that still threatened, Trowa responded. “Waiting.”

There was a significant pause before Heero tried again. “Why are you here?”

“I was told to be here.” Like drawing water from a stone, and Trowa reveled in the irritation he could feel building on the other side of the room.

“By whom?” It sounded like it came from behind a clenched jaw.

“By me.” Duo sauntered into the office making Wufei jump slightly as Heero’s eyes narrowed in confusion.

Quatre followed in close enough behind Duo for everyone to know that they arrived together, and the two sent Trowa a satisfied smirks that let him know that they had heard enough of the conversation to be amused at the situation. Duo was no stranger to the silent treatment; he had lived through several weeks of the war with Heero as a roommate. And Quatre could feel humor seeping out of his tall lover; the blond was just enjoying the fact that Trowa was enjoying his own form of teasing directed at 01 and 05.

Wufei decided to try his luck at figuring out the situation. “What is this all about, Duo?”

Quatre made a show of closing the office door and remained standing near Trowa, only a few steps from him. Duo plopped himself down on the armrest of Wufei’s desk chair, ignoring the not-so-subtle shifting of the Chinese man to move away from Duo’s ass. But there was another armrest that kept him from putting as much space between them as desired.

Duo effectively placed himself right between Heero and Wufei before speaking. “We are here for a very important announcement.” Trowa watched as Duo pinned Heero with an expectant stare.

Apparently, Duo was using the situation to try to draw a confession out of the two. It was a valiant effort, but the former Wing pilot met his eyes without flinching. Violet eyes rolled as he mumbled, “its not like we don’t know.” He straightened up and shifted his attention as Heero almost imperceptibly stiffened. “Anyways, the announcement is…” dramatic pause, of course… “We’re together!” He made a vague hand gesture in the direction of the office door.

The office door was between Quatre and Trowa, and the silent man realized this was a set up as he watched the confused expressions cross both Heero and Wufei’s faces. The slightly late entrance of Duo and Quatre coming in together, the way Duo set himself across from both his lovers, the way Quatre stood close enough to Trowa to cause confusion.

Their eyes flicked between Trowa and Quatre for an instant between a smirk curled Wufei’s lips.

“I told you Winner got laid.” His words were for Heero but his eyes were glued to Quatre.

Trowa’s face remained blank as he fought back a laugh. That statement just made the situation more believable because Quatre blushed to the roots of his hair, looking extremely embarrassed and uncomfortable, shaking his head and waving his hands in front of his chest in an ‘it wasn’t me’ gesture as his eyes flicked to Trowa.

Two sets of eyes widened in alarm and confusion as Heero and Wufei looked to Trowa for confirmation. The taller man knew that overselling it would be as good as death for the joke, so he tipped his head up just enough to let them see the slow, seductive smile that curled his lip in confirmation.

Even Heero looked a little shocked, and Wufei’s mouth hung open just the slightest. Trowa was proud of Quatre. He was pretty convincing in his frantic attempts to redirect the others’ attention.

Duo was absolutely relishing the situation as Wufei’s mouth worked to try and figure out what to say. The braided man stood and slinked his way over to Trowa who uncrossed his arms and let Duo press their chests together before kissing the hell out of the taller man.

A choked sound found its way out of Heero’s throat as Wufei spluttered. “But Duo and Quatre…Trowa…you two couldn’t stand each other!”

Duo turned back, smile devilish. “Well, that’s not entirely true. There was one thing we had in common.”

And right on cue, Quatre walked over. Trowa let himself slide down the wall slightly so the shorter man could reach, and then all three of them were kissing. The silent man was still riding that sharp edge of arousal from the lunchtime ambush, and having Quatre and Duo pressed so tight against him, their tongues twining with his, Trowa pulled away, drawing in a sharp breath.

And there was definitely something hot about the other two watching the three of them kiss, even if their faces held a mixture of confusion, shock, and a little distrust.

Maybe it was the testosterone, maybe it was the earlier revelation the he felt so strongly about his lovers, maybe he wanted to give them an idea of his talents, maybe it was a warning of sorts…but the performer in Trowa came out to play.

Quick hands and an agile body reversed their positions easily. Quatre and Duo were suddenly pinned to the wall with Trowa’s back shielding Heero and Wufei from what was happening. Wufei cleared his throat, recovering from the shock, but it didn’t slow down Trowa’s plan.

His mouth was just above Duo and Quatre’s lips, speaking against their mouths so that only they could hear. “You want a confession?” His hands gripped the hips of his lovers. “Wait for my cue, then watch Wufei’s face very closely.” Trowa pulled back, letting his fingers grip Duo’s chin as he did, silently giving them the cue, and wondering it they would pick up on it.

The tallest of the pilots turned and sent a smug look at the dumbfounded men across the office. Heero’s eyes narrowed. “Truth?”

Trowa just nodded falling back into old habits, namely speaking in one word phrases, with the former Wing pilot. “Truth.”

Duo and Quatre stayed uncharacteristically quiet, letting Trowa lead in order to get the promised confession. But Trowa also knew that Heero and Wufei would pick up on the oddity if he let them. “I can trust you two, so I don’t mind announcing it to you.”

Trowa turned back to speak to Duo and Quatre. “I’ve been thinking about it, though. You don’t have to hide your part of the relationship in front of others. There’s no protocol keeping you from doing so, just hide my part in it for a few more months.”

Quatre bit his lip, and Duo nodded. Trowa watched them battle internally, happy that they didn’t have to hide, but not completely comfortable with the situation. Trowa was a bit pleased that they wanted to include him in their public displays, but it would have to wait.

“Why are you having to hide your part, Trowa?” Wufei spoke up, and the stoic pilot was back to leading the conversation, amused at how easily Chang took the bait.

Trowa was a silent for a moment, drawing out the pause and making it more believable, before he spoke. “An upcoming assignment is against very ruthless people. If I fail, Duo and Quatre would become targets if they were known associates, let alone romantic interests.”

‘If I fail’…It was a distraction, a jolt to make them mentally switch gears to the possibility that he might not make it. It was a dirty tactic, but Trowa never claimed to be a saint. And he needed the distraction because Heero’s brow was furrowed, and the acrobat knew he had to wrap this up soon. Heero knew him too well not to start getting suspicious. Trowa was not acting as he normally would. Wufei and he had spent only a few days in each other’s company during the war.

But, during Heero’s recovery and subsequent quest for the pacifists, Trowa and he spent about two months together. Heero could tell something was building, but he wasn’t sure what.

Trowa looked at Duo, hoping he would catch on and play into the dialogue, increase the credibility. The braided man jumped, taking an instant to catch up. “Yeah, Trowa would never admit it out loud, but he’s pretty worried about the operation.”

The tall man scowled in response, but he was secretly pleased at how well Duo read what he wanted. “Worried is too strong a word.”

True to form, the voice of reason and loyalty to his friends, Wufei spoke up. “If there’s anything we can do, Trowa, all you have to do is ask.”

Trowa ran a hand across his chin, rubbing it like he was tired as he made a show of hesitating, letting out a stuttering breath. “I am remodeling my house. I wanted to get done before the next assignment, and Duo and Quatre have been helping out, but there’s still so much to do. Would you mind helping out some? That is, if you weren’t doing anything this weekend.” It was jerky in his deliverance, as it should be from someone who isn’t accustomed to asking for help, but the last part was almost rushed. He had seen Heero’s face become more and more wary as he spoke, plus he didn’t want to give Wufei time to think.

Onyx eyes flicked to Heero, and Trowa smirked. Gotcha.

“I wouldn’t mind at all.” Wufei spoke to Trowa but stopped as an uncharacteristic smile spread across the quiet man’s face.

“Holy shit. Did that really just happen?” Duo spoke, shock written across his face. Trowa’s face went smug.

Heero’s eyes widened as he realized what happened, and Wufei and Quatre just looked confused until Duo continued.

“Did Chang just look at Heero for confirmation that they didn’t have any plans for this weekend before agreeing to help? He did, didn’t he?” But it was no longer a question, a teasing lilt colored his voice. Quatre started laughing.

Wufei’s eyes went wide with realization as Heero sent a glare at Duo. “A little discretion would be nice.” His eyes flicked to the camera.

Duo was still smirking. “Never fear, that particular camera is having technical difficulties. So…anything you two want to confess?” The braided man looked at Wufei expectantly.

The two shared a heavy look before Chang sighed. “Heero and I are involved. Satisfied?”

“Of course not.” Duo began. “I want details! How long has this been going on? Who tops who, or do you switch off?”

Wufei blushed and both looked offended, and Duo would have continued, but Trowa stopped him with a firm hand on his shoulder. His voice was soft against Duo’s ear, but it carried to all in the room. “You got your confession, and Wufei is sufficiently embarrassed. Let that be enough, Duo.”

Duo pouted, but Quatre was beaming. “Congratulations, you two.”

In response, they both nodded, albeit a bit stiffly. Heero spoke then. “Did you want the help on your house, or was that just a set up?”

“We really could use the help.” Quatre took the opportunity to keep the peace.

Trowa looked at his lovers and then to the other two. He had enjoyed this meeting, and a dark place inside reminded him that his time could be cut short in the recent future, prompting him to expand. “It would be…nice…to see you this weekend, if you still want to help.”

A pleased smile curled the edges of Wufei’s mouth. “Then we’ll see you this weekend.”

Heero nodded, and Duo threw his arm around Quatre’s shoulders. “I guess that’s our exit cue, blondie.”

The three walked out of the office, and Trowa prepared to split up to go their separate ways, but Duo stopped him. “Is it really that easy for you? To lead people the way you did?”

Trowa was a bit wary. Was Duo leading up to more manipulation arguments? He decided to answer and evade. “Getting information from people is easy if you know them well enough, its proving it that is the difficult part.”

Duo ignored the response. “That was scary how easy you made that look, but it was so fucking hot.” Lust crept across his face, and Trowa felt his eyes widen in surprise.

“Are you rethinking your punishment, Duo?” Quatre wrapped his hands around Duo’s waist, simultaneously taking advantage of Trowa’s permission not to hide the relationship between the two and his voyeuristic tendencies.

“Seriously considering it.” Duo’s eyes raked across Trowa’s body like a physical force as he felt Quatre press close against his back.

Trowa glanced quickly at the camera a little ways down the hall. Taking a deep breath to make himself appear bigger, he took menacing steps forward until he was in Duo’s face, intimidating, except for the lust staining the edge of Trowa’s emerald irises, none but his lovers would know it was there. The camera would only see a threatening display from Trowa as Quatre held onto Duo.

Voice deep and smooth, Trowa spoke. “Are you all horny, lover? Thinking about us in a broom closet sweating and thrusting?” He smirked as he echoed Duo’s words to him from earlier.

“Fuck yes.” Duo leaned into Trowa, almost closing the distance completely, only Quatre’s hands across his abdomen preventing it. The blond was trying to play into the camera display Trowa was trying for…but Duo didn’t seem to care at this point, hands reaching for the man in front of him.

Trowa fisted his hands in Duo’s shirt before the braided man could react, faces so close, teasing the other’s lips with their breath, the taller man spoke. “Then I suppose you’ll be just as hard as I’ll be this afternoon while you wait for dinner.”

The taller man released Duo, turned, and began walking away. He heard Duo lunge at him, but Quatre’s hands held firm and allowed Trowa an unmolested trip to his office.

But on the way he heard mischievous laughter bubble from Quatre’s throat as Duo hollered. “You’re not helping, Q!”

The two men heard Trowa’s chuckle drift back to them as Duo pulled himself away from Quatre’s wandering hands as the blond continued to laugh at his expense. “Who would have known Trowa could be such a tease?”

Duo grumbled something beneath his breath that Quatre couldn’t quite make out. He glanced quickly at the camera and decided to let others make the announcement of their relationship for them. The shorter man smiled, eyes shining at his friend and lover; both hands came up to cage Duo’s face.

Quatre swallowed Duo’s moan as his tongue delved inside, twining and battling the other. They were kissing in the middle of the hallway in plain site of anyone who walked by and directly under a security camera with a constant watchman. But they didn’t care.

They pulled back, gasping for air. “How long do you think it will take for the rumors to start?” Quatre’s voice was a little winded.

Duo chuckled. “I give it an hour.” One hand came up to cover Quatre’s, still resting on his cheek.

“See you at dinner, Duo.” He stepped back, letting his fingers trail away from Duo’s skin.

“Later, lover.” Duo called back, shaking his head at the development. Two weeks ago he was pining away for the man who had just kissed him so passionately. Now, he openly calls him lover in the middle of Preventer’s HQ.

And they had a secret lover who completed them. Yeah, it had started with Duo being a bridge between the two polar opposites, but the braided man had come to realize that they all bridged a gap.

Duo was the communication between Quatre and Trowa. Quatre was the vulnerability and emotional component needed between Duo and Trowa. And Trowa, he was the calm acceptance, the rational component needed to steady the emotions of Quatre and Duo.

And it didn’t hurt that the three of them were hot for the other two, either. One thing was for certain, what they had was special, and Duo was willing to fight tooth and nail to keep the connection between them intact despite any obstacles ahead.


Fin


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Wow, its been a while, and I am so sorry! RL picked me up, smacked me around, and made me its bitch, and while that could be fun in other circumstances, I'm a bit stressed. Usually writing is my stress reliever, so not being able to write means I'm a bit of a basketcase. Gah.

Anywho, hope you liked it, I ran around in circles trying to find an ending I liked. If this is unsatisfying, don't worry there will be a sequel. I'm plotting even as I type, but it may be slow updates until the end of September, I'll be Murphy's bitch until then. Plus, I need to put some effort into 'He Goes Running.' I completely re-wrote the ending in my head and need to put it to page.

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