The Tender Passion | By : Squallsama Category: Gundam Wing/AC > Yaoi - Male/Male > Heero/Duo Views: 3210 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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By: Squall-sama
Parings: 1x2/2x1,
4x3, 5x2… in no particular order….
Warnings: R—for now,
ANGST! Fluff? Sap, character bashing, very fowl
language… blah, blah, blah…
Disclaimer: don’t own them, don’t
sue me. Sunrise and Bandai do—not me!
Okay and yes, see… this is the W-A-R-N-I-N-G! That’s right, warning! Anybody
who doesn’t like the ratings of what I put on here—GET THE HELL OUTTA HERE!!!
I’m not liable for some dumb-ass kid or adult that has nothing better to do
than act stupid and flame me because they can’t read. But if you like MALExMALE
SEX!!! Then come right on in and enjoy!=^_^=
Notes: I know
this is really confusing, but if you have any questions just ask. And no, I
don’t have a million dollars, yes I am nuts.
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~Part 6: Chances
Are…~
“Yeah… more like the Devil in
disguise…” Wufei couldn’t help but flinch at the way Duo said those words; how
he had hurt them so much……
“How dare you come here….” Duo whispered icily. Wufei didn’t know what to do or what
to say, he just stood there staring at Duo with a hopeful glint in his eye.
“How dare you come into this sacred
place—you’ve already destroyed one thing sacred… don’t do that to this one…”
Wufei frowned, thinking for a moment on what Duo said…
what other sacred thing……? Oh God, Heero and Duo’s relationship—DAMN!! Wufei
suddenly felt that painful blow to his face, Duo had inflicted upon him after
Heero had fallen unconscious those few weeks ago, again. He remembered the
utter torment and agony in those beautiful violet pools and how they glared at
him with such contempt and misery. What had he done? He suddenly felt Duo
closing in on him, or Duo’s mere presence growing slightly nearer.
Wufei looked up and saw Duo only
feet away from him—too close. Wufei didn’t move though, he just stood there
staring back at Duo, trying to show the sorrow he felt in his eyes, but he knew
it only came through as a passive feature to Duo—nothing more.
“WHY ARE YOU HERE!!
Why, why did you do that,
why did you have to ruin everything perfect in my life!?!” Wufei
felt worse and worse with each word Duo spat at him; he had destroyed so much…
“WHY!?!”
Duo glared, fuming at Wufei, wanting an answer for what Wufei had done. But
Wufei could only stare, which infuriated Duo more; unfortunately for Wufei,
that anger turned into a slap and it came down right on the giant bruise that
was Wufei’s dislocated jaw. ‘SMACK…’ The sound of the eerie slap echoed
throughout the cathedral, sending chills down Wufei’s spine and the pain in his
jaw throbbed from the slap. The force of the slap had turned Wufei’s head to
the side, he didn’t turn it back though; he just stayed there—frozen, with his
eyes gazing off—distant.
Wufei’s face remained impassive and
calm… sad. Duo was furious, his anger only grew with the calm Wufei radiated
and he didn’t understand why Wufei could pass on something like this. Duo
growled, hot tears of shame and rage flowing down his cheeks now, and the words
that escaped his lips were broken and strained.
“Damn it! Look at me! What is your
problem!?” Wufei blinked and slowly turned his head back to look at Duo with
the most dispirited look he had ever seen on anyone. Duo’s heart broke even
more at that sad shadow in Wufei’s eyes; it felt as though Wufei was actually
sympathizing with him and he was… sorry? Duo shook that thought off instantly,
how could somebody who’d raped their best friend be sorry for what they’d done?
Yet the thought still pulled at his emotions and heart.
Duo couldn’t hold back the tears
that flowed freely now, down his soft, reddened cheeks. He fought with
everything he had to keep his composure but as his bottom lip began to tremble,
the dam broke and the hot flood of crystalline tears fell away from Duo’s
darkened eyes. He let it all go, putting his hands to his face in shame and
crumpling to the ground in a heap of tears and regrets. Wufei didn’t know what
to do, if he should try and comfort Duo or just stand there until the boy was
finished—he didn’t want to cause anymore pain to the precious boy before him.
Wufei couldn’t stand it anymore and went for option one, falling to his knees,
though it was painful and wrapped his sore arms around Duo’s shaking form.
Duo broke into open-mouthed sobs, crying all his emotions out into
Wufei’s arms… How ironic, they both
thought, that we should find everything
taken in each other’s arms… and given back within the same…… Wufei gently
slipped his index finger beneath Duo’s chin and lifted the sobbing boys head.
Duo fought to hold back the tears but they kept coming, yet they stopped almost
immediately when he saw tears not unlike his own, flowing down Wufei’s cheeks
and a sad smile on his lips. Duo was confused, why was Wufei crying and why was
he smiling so sadly?
“W, Wufei…?” Wufei fought to keep a
steady guard up and he whispered back to Duo’s unspoken question,
“I am… so sorry Duo……” Duo sniffed and
tried smiling but buried his face in Wufei’s chest again instead. Wufei held
onto Duo for as long as it took the boy to stop crying—which seemed like
forever, but when Duo pulled away he whispered,
“I’m… sorry too…” Wufei nodded
understandingly but lurched forward slightly—unexpectedly. Duo frowned and
stared at Wufei in confusion and slight worry.
“Wufei…? W-what’s wrong?” Wufei
shook his head and put his hand up to silence Duo, as if saying ‘nothing is
wrong.’ But something was wrong, terribly wrong—Wufei still hadn’t recovered
from his injuries and now the days… adventures were leaving their toll on his
body and mind. Wufei moved to stand but instead collapsed into Duo’s arms,
unconscious. Duo looked down at Wufei with wide eyes, and just sat there for a
moment not sure what to do, but he quickly came back to reality and picked
Wufei up in his arms and carried the young man out of the cathedral and onto
the streets outside.
~ * * ~
Convenient;
nobody around, figures. Where did Ebon go…? I really don’t want to leave
him alone here anymore, but… Wufei. God how did all
this happen? What went wrong, where did the sign saying ‘This Way Only’ go?
How am I ever going to make this up
to Heero…? Heero, Heero…… god what have I done to him, how can I go back now,
what am I supposed to do, drop down on all fours and beg like the bitch I am?
He could never forgive me after what has happened—why should he? I was the one
that went crying to Wufei after Heero…. No! No, I won’t think of this anymore!
I can’t.
I look down at Wufei, unconscious
in my arms; I don’t even want to know how this happened to him… though I have a
pretty good idea as to how. I shake my head, not wanting to think of anything
that’s happened since then; all I want to do is get back to Heero and hold him
in my arms—make everything all right again. Uhg, first I have to get out of
here though… how in the hell… what the—! Is that Trowa!? No freakin’ way!
“Trowa! Hey, Trowa!!” He’s turning… I guess my luck is
changing……
* * * *
Trowa…
“Trowa! Hey, Trowa!!” What the—! Duo…?!? It couldn’t be, could it!?
I slow down to just barely a putt, having had to, to find Wufei easier since
the morons at the hospital didn’t know what in the hell they were doing…. I
stop completely and crane my neck back behind me to see if, in fact, it really
is Duo—oh god, please—PLEASE be Duo……
I can feel my heart skip a beat and
a long-since departed smile forming on my lips. Duo… and Wufei… YES! This is
the best day ever! I can’t believe it—I just can’t believe my eyes for a
moment; Duo is really there, with Wufei in his arms, smiling at me! I think I
smile back, I’m not sure; I’m so overwhelmed with excitement and fear and
confusion, I don’t know what to do as Duo comes jogging up to my side.
“Hey… w—what’s up?” That was odd. I
guess it’s hard to find the words to say after what has happened—I can’t even
make my voice work right now; I’m still gaping at Duo like he has three heads.
I finally shake off the shock and blink at Duo a couple of times before I
whisper,
“Hey…” Wow, award of the century
for ‘Hey….’ Haven’t seen you in forever but, hey…… I blush slightly at the
awkwardness of the situation and I notice Duo turning his head away, probably
embarrassed as well. I struggle with the right words to say but my mind
continues to come up blank until Duo thankfully speaks up again.
“So, uhm could you like, help me
here or take Wufei or something—he’s getting’ kinda heavy….” Duo shifts
uncomfortably, either from Wufei’s weight or… other things. I nod stupidly and I’m finally able to spit some
semblance of a sentence out of my mouth.
“Um, yeah!
Yeah, get on… I’ve been looking for Wufei, he uhh took off from the hospital
to, well, to look for you.” I hear Duo take in a sharp breath of air as he
seats himself behind me, Wufei in between us, arms wrapped around my waist. I
know he’s wondering what has been happening so I obligingly filled him in on
what has been going on.
I told him everything on the ride
home. I told him how Heero lost all semblance of life—how he just stopped
living because of his departure—Duo had to know, he had to hear this…. I also
told Duo how Heero became deathly ill; I explained how Quatre and I had
asked—forced Wufei to apologize to Heero and how that lead up to the wonderful
fight we all got caught up in. I told him about how Wufei had to be taken to
the hospital he was in such bad shape, and how he ran off to look for him…… I
wonder if I should tell him about how Heero is now…
I turn my head back slightly to see if Duo is
still there—he’s been strangely quiet this whole time.... He must be thinking
about what I’ve said…. Maybe I shouldn’t tell him about Heero just yet.
* * * *
… God, I can’t believe what’s
happened—all because of me…… What have I done…? I need to see Heero, I need to
make everything all right again, even if he hates me and doesn’t want anything
to do with me again—I’ve been so selfish! Damn, how could I have done this to
Heero!? All he asked me was…… No, I can’t think about that now.
I want to know how Heero is, is he
doing okay, had he gotten better… or worse…? I think I’ll ask.
“Trowa?”
He straitens up a little and very slightly turns his head back towards me,
acknowledging that he heard me.
“Uhm… can—can you tell me how Heero
is now…?” Tension? Did he just tense up when I asked
that? What is wrong with Heero!? I begin to worry when Trowa takes his time to
answer, but he does, he’s quiet and slow about it
though—trying to be careful about something possibly?
“He-Heero hasn’t… Heero has not
been recovering properly…” I can’t help it when it just comes out, but I yell
it anyway.
“WHAT!?
Wha’d’you mean ‘not recovering properly’!? What’s wrong with him!?!” Trowa
flinches at my screams, I didn’t mean for it to come out that way, I swear—I’m
just worried… Heero……
“…Heero has not changed since the
fight… he—he sleeps at all hours of the day and refuses to eat when he needs
to. No matter what we do, we cannot get him to listen to us; it’s as if, as if
he does not want to get better—like
he’s trying to kill himself…. He is just…… giving
up…” Giving up…? How, why? W-why would he just quit like that? That’s not
the Heero I know—the Heero I love. What have I done…?
* * * *
I knew I shouldn’t have told him…
oh well, he would have found out eventually. But still…
I can feel the tension between us now, even if Wufei’s body is between Duo and myself. Things were just starting to look good too; I hope
everything will get better once we get back—it has to! I know it will; Duo will
bring Heero back to normal and we will all be ‘friends’ again…. This should
never have happened.
Good, there’s the house… yes! I
feel a wave of relief wash over me as we pull up the driveway. Duo on the other
hand, I know is nervous. I stop my motorcycle and turn it off; I get off first
and turn around quickly to help Duo with Wufei, I notice the apprehension in
Duo’s eyes as I pull Wufei against me and into my arms. I step away and wait
for Duo to get off the bike and follow up behind me, but he just stands there
like a little child who’s shy and nervous.
I stare at him for a moment as he
just stands there, staring at the enormous mansion we
call our home. He doesn’t move for a few minutes, the look in his eyes is
alarming, discomforting; I’ve never seen that look in his expressive eyes
before. Then, very slowly, Duo turns his head towards me and in a very low
whisper says,
“I’m ready…”
* * * *
Duo…
“I’m ready…” I can hear myself say
it but, God, is that me? I don’t even recognize my own voice when I say it…
Trowa hears though and he turns to walk up the steps to the porch and then
front door, and then my future. Somehow, in all the confusion and fear my legs
mange to carry me up the steps behind Trowa and
through the front door, which is being held open by a very stunned Henry.
Yeah me too, me too…
* * * *
I watch as Duo reluctantly steps
inside the house, worry etched all across his features—an expression I’ve
rarely seen on his colorful face. How is this going to turn out, how will this all
end? I’m afraid to find out… especially with the way Duo looks right now. God,
please let everything be okay, let everything turn out all right.
I keep my eye on Duo, watching him
intently as he slowly steps into the main entryway, eyeing everything with much
care and precision. He must be memorizing everything; then there is a loud
pounding—like footsteps coming down the stairs—Quatre! Duo spins around and we
both look up in time to see Quatre come flying down the last couple of steps
and into Duo’s arms. Whoa… poor Duo—hey! He’s supposed to be in bed, stubborn….
“Duo!
Ohmigod!! Oh my god Duo, where have you been, why did you leave, why were you
gone so long—we’ve missed you—I’ve missed
you so much! Heero—!” Ohhhh no, not the ‘H’ word….
* * * *
Quatre…
“Duo!
Ohmigod!! Oh my god Duo, where have you been, why did you leave, why were you
gone so long—we’ve missed you—I’ve missed
you so much! Heero—!” What? I feel Duo stiffen
suddenly under my assault, and then I’m suddenly being pushed away from Duo, by
Duo himself! Wha—why, why is he doing this, did I say something wrong!? Oh
Allah, please don’t let him leave us again! I look up into Duo’s brilliant
cobalt eyes and they are shimmering with unshed tears and there is… anger? Sorrow
in his eyes?
What did I do wrong? Duo please
no—. What… suddenly he turns away from me and bolts up the stairs! Oh! Heero! I
turn quickly to look at Trowa who has the same astonished look on his face as I
do—I’m sure.
I turn before he says anything and
I start to run towards the stairs and up them, I can hear Trowa right behind me
carrying Wufei…… It sounds like he’s waking up…. Oh, please everything turn out alright.
* * * *
Uhhhng…… owww, that hurts. Damn, what happened
to me, what’s going on, where am I? Duo? I remember
Duo… I found him! OW! Ow, ow, that hurts, don’t do that.
What… Trowa?
I can smell him, so close… Stairs… stairs? Why are we
going up stairs? Did we get Duo back? Heero……
Let this be true; let this be the
house; let this be the hallway; let Duo be running into his and Heero’s room
and putting things back the way they were… please.
* * * *
Duo, please be running to Heero,
please.
Run into your wounded soldier’s
arms; heal a broken soldier’s heart.
Only your violet eyes can warm his
ice cold heart.
Save your lovers soul, bring him
back to us.
Please.
We finally make it up the stairs
and I catch Duo just running into the room he and Heero once shared…. Quatre
slows to check on me, urging me on with his desperate eyes; hey, you weren’t
the one who had to carry Wufei up the stairs at a run. I push myself to keep
going anyhow and when we make it to Heero’s room, the scene before us takes our
breath away.
Duo is standing so silently it
seems, he doesn’t even look alive—just a beautiful statue, watching over its
realm. He looks so serene, the expression on his angelic face, soft and gentle;
his deep eyes are quiet for once, careful not to endanger the special scene
before him. He looks about to cry, but not the painful tears, a release of love
and desperation and sadness… and want. He finally begins to move, slowly at
first, nearer to the object he had been so intensely locked onto: Heero. Heero,
laying there, sick, sleeping blissfully unaware of
what is playing out before him.
Duo moves so slowly it’s unnerving,
it seems as if he moved any faster he would scare away the precious being
before him and he would never see the mystical creature again. Duo finally
kneels by the bedside, pressing in closely to the side—close to Heero’s side.
He looks upon Heero as if the young man laying there was some foreign being and
Duo was an unlearned creature, not understanding but intrigued all at once. It
almost hurts to see them like this, but as Duo seemingly grows more curious, he
leans in closer to Heero, timidly but gently ghosting his fingers over Heero’s
pale cheeks and slender neck. In the blurry mist of the enchanting scene before
us, I hear the faintest whisper from his ruby lips,
“So beautiful… so delicate……” Duo
is completely mesmerized by Heero now, and in the most breath-taking moment I
could ever imagine, Duo slowly closes the painful space between himself and
Heero’s sleeping form and finally couples their bodies in the most intimate way
either one has experience for so long it seems.
A fairy tale….
Duo looks just like the Prince and
Heero the Sleeping Beauty as Duo presses his red lips to those of Heero’s, closing
his eyes peacefully, just as Heero’s dark prussian blue crystals flutter open
in distant confusion. How perfect, to add to the mystical scene…. I feel myself
smile at the touching embrace, Heero looks so innocent and Duo so strong and
willing to give. Duo slowly, reluctantly pulls away and opens his eyes to meet
those of his lover’s and they just stay that way for a long moment, staring. Neither moving nor blinking, just taking in the other’s presence.
I distantly feel Quatre’s soft
touch on my arm gently pulling me out of the room and quietly closing the door
behind us. I finally snap out of the haze of gentle bliss that the whole scene
had put us in and I look down into Quatre’s beautiful sea-green pools and the
brilliant little smile that is gracing his lips. I smile happily at him and he
looks about to cry; I look down and notice Wufei is awake in my arms…! But
strangely quiet and staring off into nothing in particular. He looks to be
thinking deeply.
I look back to Quatre and nod
towards the end of the hall where Wufei’s room is and we both walk there
together, Quatre’s tiny arms wrapped around my right arm and his head leaning
on my shoulder. I gently deposit Wufei into his bed and he sighs in comfort and
exhaustion. He closes his eyes and I can see slumber take him almost
immediately; I take his shoes off and pull the covers up over his still form to
keep him warm—I don’t want him to get any sicker than he already is. I stand up
and turn to the door where Quatre is waiting patiently, he smiles at me as I
walk up to him and take him into my arms.
I gently push him out of the room
and quietly close the door behind me. Our lips meet and we’re suddenly locked
in a haze of euphoria, I can feel my heart finally fill with the happiness and
bliss I had been hoping for since Duo had left and now he was back and
everything would be back the way it was before—peaceful.
* * * *
Heero…… Heero, my
sweet, stubborn, beautiful, damnable Prefect Soldier.
Idiot.
I can’t believe he’s done this to
himself, why? Is it because of me? No, it couldn’t be; why would Heero make
himself sick like this because of someone who ripped his heart out and stepped
on it? I never could guess him sometimes—I just don’t see how he could throw everything
away because of me…. God, he is so beautiful though!
How I’ve missed his ice-cold eyes
and dark-tanned skin; his sharp, elegant features and dark, unruly chocolate
locks. And that gorgeous sculpted body….
GOD!! How could I have been so
naïve!?
My Heero,
locked in a pit of self-denial… all because of me and my selfish desires and
attitudes. Why did I have to hurt you so? I’m hurting just thinking about what
I’ve done…. Why I ran away and left you wondering—hurting, wanting at my loss.
I have destroyed the one good, perfect thing in my life… how can I ever ask for
it back?
I feel the breath torn from my
lungs as those hauntingly beautiful eyes flutter open; a small moan escapes the
teasingly soft lips I’ve just kissed. I watch with intensified fascination as
the icy eyes glance around the room for a moment, assessing their whereabouts
and situation most likely. I stand as still as humanly possible, waiting for
those freezing eyes to find me…. Then they do, and I don’t know that to do—what
to say……
I can feel the beginnings of the
ever-hateful tears starting to well up in my eyes—it hurts so damn much to see
the listless impassive pain in his stunningly deadly crystalline orbs. I distantly
hear the odd, choked strangled sounds of my sobs and I can faintly feel the hot
wetness of my burning tears searing down my cheeks. I want so much to hold him
and kiss him and tell him I’m sorry and believe that one little sentence will
make everything all right again… but I can’t. I just can’t do it! I can’t do
what I’ve wanted to do for so long and what I should do; he deserves it, he
deserves so much more than what I could ever give to him.
I dejectedly cast my eyes down,
afraid to look him in the eyes any longer. I can’t—I can’t look into his eyes
and feel the same anymore… I feel inferior, unworthy. I deserve to feel this
way though—unwanted, despised… unloved. Yet, I hear myself gasping that I’m
sorry. I don’t even sound like myself to me… what is wrong?
I feel my lips quivering in my
humiliation and I can’t hold back the want—the pain and need for Heero’s love
and acceptance and understanding and forgiveness. I want him to hold me so bad!
I want his strong protective arms around me; I want his firm, delicate lips
pressing forcefully to mine—I want him back,
“I want you back!!” God, did I say
that out loud!? I look up into Heero’s cold, impassive eyes and he’s staring at
me with the oddest expression; angry? Sad, confused, happy?
Indifferent?? That sounds about right, indifferent… he
looks of all those expressions—the odd myriad of emotions crossing his features
swiftly.
I bite my bottom lip and begin to
lean back slightly; he’s going to hit me, or worse, yell at me again, I know
it. I despise and fear that more than the physical abuse, I don’t want to hear
the venom and spite in his voice again—it hurts too much. God, I love you
Heero, why can’t I just tell you that?
I know I’m crying openly now,
shamefully exposing my mutilated spirits. I just want him to do something! Anything! Just tell me you
hate me and you never want to see me again and get it over with! I squeeze my
eyes shut tight and lower my head more, trying to hide my face from his view
even though I know he can still see me clearly. Forgive me……
!!!!
Wha—!?! Hands; warm, tender hands
touching my burning face… I open my eyes quickly and look up with only fear in
my eyes as I gaze into Heero’s burning prussinan orbs. My breath gets caught in
my chest as I stare back at the face I’ve wanted to see for so long: the face
of my lover.
~ * * ~
~tbc~
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