A Diary of Distress

Chapter six

“Hee-Chan?” Duo murmured against Heero’s chest.
“Hn..” He answered half asleep. He wasn’t really interested in trying to follow his lover’s conversation tonight. The whole day had been spent by constantly avoiding Duo. The boy had been extremely curios about their dark haired friend’s secret.
“Heero, how can you be so sure that Wufei isn’t writing ‘bout us, who we are and where we are? If that book were, well the papers-” He poked his lover in the ribs. “Hey!”
“’m awake...”
“Yeah, right…” He muttered. “Heero, what if Oz got their hands on it?”
“…don’t think they’ll even bother to read it…”
“But what if?”
“Duo...” He wined. He needed to sleep. He wanted to sleep. He had a mission tomorrow and sleep was necessarily.
“I mean, have you actually read the whole thing?”
“hmm”

Duo was speechless for a second.

“You read his diary?! And then you go and tell me that you will kill me if I even think of thinking of thinking of peaking into that book?!” He hollered sitting up.

Heero groaned. This wasn’t working very well…
“No.” He muttered. “Go to sleep.”
“No! You wake up!”
“Duo.” The wing pilot warned.
“No, this isn’t fair!”
“Life isn’t...”
“WAKE UP!”

Heero turned around, facing his lover.
“Duo, this conversation is unnecessarily, and it is-”
“I don’t give a damn!” Duo cried hurt. “I want to know too, because I care about him! I thought that he was my friend!”
“Duo,”
“You hardly even talk to him! And yet he let you read his diary-“
“He didn’t,” Heero said raising his voice. “I thought that he was writing down information that could affect the war. He told me he wouldn’t do that. I didn’t believe him.”
“Then why-”
“I put a gun to his temple, but when he gave me the book I couldn’t understand, I couldn’t read it. Trowa could, and I was lucky when he walked by just when I needed him too. He read it. And now I know that he isn’t giving anything away.”
“Then why-”
“Just drop it! It’s for the best.” He flashed him an angry glare before he rolled unto his stomach, and when Duo tried to make him talk again he simply pretended to sleep. Something he had never done before, never to Duo.

“You’re really mean, ya’ know that?” The braided boy said before bouncing down against the mattress. If Yuy could pretend to be asleep then he would take advances of it.

Only problem was; Yuy wasn’t affected at all by his touching at the moment.

Duo pouted childishly.

If he couldn’t have sex with the guy then he would force him to wake.

He would make it impossible to even fake sleeping.

First he turned the stereo on, quite loud too. And after making sure it was something Heero definitely didn’t like he started singing along, as false as he could, right beside his lover’s ear.

Heero tried to turn, to tune out the awful music, Duo. But the other boy wouldn’t let him.

He was doomed to fall asleep inside his gundam tomorrow.


***


“He’s lonely!” Heero said angrily. “Okay, he’s just lonely…”

“…What?” He couldn’t believe his ears.

Wufei, lonely…

Did the guy even understand that there could be more to life than duty and honor?

Apparently Heero understood what went on inside of his head because the next second he groaned aloud, forcing his braided American to turn his head towards him.

“Look, I got you. Trowa and Quatre have always had each other, even before they decided to get together. Wufei has nobody.”

Heero sighed.

“He’ll be fine. The war is almost over.” He yawned. “He’ll find somebody to hold too, he was just unlucky to be the odd one out this time.”

Heero lay down again, hoping that it would be a prize worth sleep.

But it wasn’t, because the boy that should have been lying spooned with him by now hadn’t moved away from the stereo.

“He’ll be fine.” He muttered.

“Yeah, right…” He absently heard Duo say before he felt his body snuggle up against his back.

***


Duo waited until he was certain that Heero was asleep, and for real this time, before he carefully got out of bed, pulled his nightstand’s only drawer out, not caring to close it after digging around after a pen and paper. The closing of the drawer would possibly wake the other pilot up, and he didn’t really want that, so he left it open.

He quickly scratched down a few letters, letting his lover know where he was and why, so that no mistakes could be made out of the wrong reasons.

He folded the paper in half and wrote Heero’s name on it large enough for him to notice it before he started to wonder where his lover had disappeared to so early in the morning.

Well, in the middle of the night, but Heero would, hopefully not notice him missing before dawn.


***


Duo had to use every ounce of his stealth abilities to sneak out of the room without waking Heero. Which would have been a hell of a lot easier if he had chosen to fall in love with Quatre, but then again, the blond would feel that he was up to something and would’ve never closed his eyes until he knew what was going on.

So maybe sneaking out from under Heero’s nose wasn’t the hardest thing to do?

He was happy that he wooden floor didn’t shriek under his feet, even happier that Heero had fixed the door’s creaking whenever somebody touched it!

He turned to make sure that his lover was still soundly sleeping on the bed before he carefully closed the door, knowing that any kind of noise would wake him up and probably put a hole through his body.

The stairs on the other hand was a huge problem. No matter how he placed his feet over the old wood it would make out some sort of reply.

“I wish I could climb the walls like spiderman right now.” He muttered to himself. “Wait, let me rephrase that; I wish I had the same abilities as spiderman.” He whispered soundless with a small smile over his lips.

It took him quite a while to get up the stairs, but he managed it and the extra time it had taken him to do so he got back on his way to Wufei’s door.

He took a deep breath and pressed down the handle.

Locked.

He wasn’t surprised.

He would if he had found the door unlocked.

He smiled in remembrance over how easy it had been to open the Chinese’s door last time, and this time would be no different. Only two seconds later he had the door unlocked and his hand on the doorknob to prepare his entrance.

He had barely opened the door wide enough for him to enter when he heard the safety of a gun ‘click’.

“It’s only me, Duo.” He said in a whisper as he moved into the small room, closing the door after himself.

“Mission?” The other boy asked trying to keep his eyes focused on the American who was moving away from the door and closer to the end of his bed.

“No, I don’t think so.”

Wufei blinked in anger. If it wasn’t a mission then why would he wake him up in the middle of the night?!

He grunted. “Then why the hell are you here?!” He tried to keep his voice in a whisper, but failed on more than one word. “I don’t want to listen to you babble- What are you doing?!”

He almost jumped out off bed when the braided boy crawled onto it.

“Heero told me.”
“Told you what?!”

“That you’re lonely...” He whispered moving in under the covers on the wall’s side of the bed. “No wonder, you don’t even have a teddy to hug at night!”
“Maxwell, get out-”
“But you could always use me as a bad substitute. At least for tonight…” He said with a smile. “And maybe tomorrow we can go downtown and buy you the biggest one I can find.”

I don’t want a damn teddybear! I want… I want him! A toy can’t touch or love you back!

…But neither can he.

Duo chuckled. “Kat’s paying of course.”

“Maxwell, I am not-”
“It’s okay, I don’t mind if I’m the one doing the holding.”
“GET OUT!” The Chinese youth moved to drag the other boy out of his room, but was pulled down against the young American’s chest instead.
“I’m your friend ‘Fei, friends don’t let the other suffer when they can help.”
“Yuy-”
“Won’t mind as long as he knows I’m his.” He smiled. “And he knows I’m his.”


The end.

But not really. I've already written the one-shot where Wufei gets his Happy Ending. It will be up soon! And it has a lemon!