Remember When Arc | By : Ashley Category: Gundam Wing/AC > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1415 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Remember when…Life loves a tragedy part one by
Sparkling Diamond PG-SSM & Saiyajin_Raven69
July
24 of 199 A.C.
“Duo,
you have to stop doing this! You don’t have the time or the money to keep
picking up every kid on the streets!” Duo
huffed in annoyance, swiveling himself around in his dilapidated desk chair to
face the blonde on his vid-phone screen.
“If
I had known you would turn this into a huge affair, Quat, uldnuldn’t have
called you! I just need a little to pay next month’s rent, and to get food for
the girls.”
“Duo,
you have to see things from my perspective. You’re barely nineteen years
old. You’re going to college, and live in a tiny apartment. How are you going
to afford the bills on this one?”
“Stop
talking like they’re inanimate objects! The girls are both human and
need help, which I’m going to give them. Don’t make me bring up what Tro
brings home every week!”
“That’s
different! Stray animals are different, Duo…”
“Bullshit!
Your damn
mansion is turning into the pet menagerie from hell! I’m just surprised it
hasn’t been turned into a wildlife preserve yet. You get Trowa to get rid of
all those animals and I’ll get rid of the babies.” Duo grinned widely into
the screen knowing fully well that Trowa would not get rid of a single critter,
and Quatre knew this. The blonde sighed, lifting a hand to his head to rub at a
throbbing headache that was starting. Duo had him once again, and here he
thought he was the strategist of the group.
“I
can’t, Duo. You know what Heero will do to me if he finds out that I’m
sending you money again? He’ll flip out and won’t talk to me for a week!”
“Then
don’t tell him, Quat. Please I need just a little. I’ve been working my ass
off with two jobs, going to school and taking care of the babies. I promise to pay you back once I get my
degree! You know I’m good for it. Please…”
“I’ll
see what I can do, but I’m not promising anything.”
“Thanks,
Quat! Look, I have to go, but I will talk with you soon. Tell Trowa and Heero I
say hello.” Duo cut the connection before his friend could get another word
out. He didn’t want toe the the call, but things weren’t coming together as
Duo had planned. He only had one more year in college before getting his
teaching degree, but with things the way they were at the moment, he wasn’t
sure if he was going to graduate on time.
_____________________
“What
did Duo want now?” The question startled the young billionaire from his
thoughts. Quatre thought he was alone today, but evidently Trowa had been there
all along.
“Nothing
much. Just a few thousand credits to tide him over for a bit. You know the deal.” The blonde shrugged his shoulders before
picking up pieces of paper off the desk and organizing them. There was no way he
was going to be able to transfer that money into Duo’s bank account now. Once
Trowa knew, Heero would know shortly after. There were no secrets between them.
After
the wars, Trowa had moved in with Quatre while going to college. Deep friendship
proved to be more than what it seemed, and they soon became lovers. The third partner of the
relationship didn’t come until after the Mariemaia Incident. Heero would have disappeared forever if
it wasn’t for both Trowa and Quatre asking
for the solider to move in with them. After eight months of subtle hints, Heero
became the lover of both teens. Lives and secrets were shared along with the
hurt, pain and joy they’d had in their short lives.
“Heero
isn’t going to like you sending money to Duo again. He’s going to have to
learn to make it on his own.” Trowa replied entering the room further to stand
in front of a window that over looked the enormous backyard. He heard the
casters on the chair glide back, and the presence of his lover behind him before
two strong arms wrapped themselves around his chest.
“I
know that, Trowa. It’s just…he needs the help and I can’t deny him! He’s
a good friend, and he’s making something of his life, somethiood.ood.” The
blonde answered, laying his head against Trowa’s back, soaking in the warmth
the taller teen seemed to radiate.
“We
all are, Quat. Wufei is still working for the Preventers. Heero is doing great
as the head of your security team. I’m suro iso is going to be a great
teacher. I know he enjoys working with kids.” Trowa twisted in the entangled
limbs that hugged him closely to look at his lover. He was sure Quat wasn’t
telling him everything, but he didn’t need to be psychic to figure it out.
“What
did he name this one?” Quat’s head shot up, eyes huge at the question. He
was sure no one was in the room when he was talking with their braided friend.
“You
knew?”
“No,
you just confirmed it though.” Trowa chuckled, tightening his hold on his
lover. Quatre bit his bottom lip, mentally berating himself. It seemed so easy for Trowa to get
answers from him. How pathetic was that?
“I’m
not sure. I didn’t ask.”
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“What’s
the emergency?” The mere word striking the ex-pilot’s curiosity.
“I’m
at the hospital here, and I need some money or something. They won’t treat her
because I don’t have insurance on her!”
Duo said frantically.
“You
called because you need money, or the influence of the Winner name?”
“How
about the beginning? That always works for me.”
Duo
spent the next fifteen minutes telling his friend about how he had found, and
taken in both children. He told
Wufei of his working two jobs to pay the bills, and keep them all fed, while
still working toward his degree in teaching. By the time he had related the
events of the past few hours, the braided boy was visibly exhausted.
“I
wasn’t really paying much attention to the doctors as they rattled off all
this shit. When Mrs. Gregory called
me, the baby was having trouble breathing, and was acting lethargic. Damn it, I wish I understood what was
going on.”
“Have
they come by to brief you lately?” Duo shook his head, his fingers fiddling
absently with the navy blue tie that was draped around his neck.
“I
will see what is going on then. Maybe if I pull a few strings, these people will
get their asses moving.”
“Don’t
threaten them with your Preventers’ badge or anything. I just want to know if
there is anything that can be done to save her…God, I don’t want to lose
her, Wu. I don’t wanna…”
Wu
knelt down in front of the other boy, hesitating slightly before wrapping his
arms around him.
“Shhhh,
I’m sure everything will be fine.”
________________________________
“Mr.
Maxwell?” A young looking doctor called out, his nose buried in files that he
held in his arms. Duo frowned, not recognizing the man that had stepped into the
waiting room calling his name.
“Yes?”
“Would
you like us to call a priest to have last rites performed?”
TBC…
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