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Adult ++
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*Okay, enough is enough!* he thought irately. “Guys…guys!” he called. “We have got to stop!” he stated emphatically.
“No just a little further.” Duo replied tensely and turned to keep walking, well really it was more like stumbling, though even crashing through the underbrush none of them made more noise than a jaguar would. It certainly didn’t sound like five tired humans were trudging through the woods.
“Duo! We are stopping, its nearly dawn, we haven’t slept in almost 12 hours and we are stopping now!” Quatre stated determinedly and wrapped a hand around Duo’s arm.
“No Cat, just a bit more.” Duo said and tried to pull away.
“Duo…” the blond started to argue.
“No! We go on!” Duo almost yelled angry now.
“Duo you don’t have to go until drop. You can rest.” Quatre said quietly.
“Well last time I rested I almost got arrested.” Duo hissed bitterly.
“Duo…” Heero started to cut in.
“No! Do you have any idea…they would have sent me back to G!!” Duo said, his anger draining away as fear flooded him.
“Duo we have to rest, you included. We’re far enough away that they won’t find us if we sleep for a few hours.” Heero told him evenly. Duo nodded in defeat after a moment and turned away. “I hear a stream a little further up, we’ll stop there.”
They all, gulped handfuls of water, plopped down on the ground and Trowa broke out some food bars and passed them around. Duo took the cereal bar that was handed to him and looked at it as if unsure what to do with it. He cast a look to Wufei, who gave him a small smile, and opened the wrapper. Duo ate the food hungrily and stuffed the wrapper into his pocket when he was done. Wufei shimmied over to where Duo sat and wrapped an arm around his shoulders gently. Duo stiffened at the contact and when he didn’t relax Wufei pulled his arm away.
*Guess I thought that since I’d confessed my undying love, he’d be warmer to me…* Wufei thought and sighed softly.
*No, that’s not it. I know that it’s going to take a lot to get Duo to open up to me. I’ve known since the day I realized that there was more to him than his smile.* Wufei made a disgusted face and leaned back to recline on his elbows, legs outstretched, as he remembered the horribly repulsive dish that Duo had been eating the night he realized that the chestnut haired boy was actually a person and not a two-dimensional poster boy for ADDers’R’Us. Then he smiled a little as he remembered playing video games and coloring in the kitchen. *I can’t believe I’m remembering coloring with fondness.* he moaned to himself in mock horror. He gazed at the back of Duo’s head in silence, realizing that true dawn was fast approaching. He got to watch the way the sun crept through the gently swaying leaves slowly and shyly lit upon the shine of long hair and pale skin. How his huddled form went from a vague shadow to clearly visible. It seemed as if he’d simply decided to take form out of shadows. He turned his head to look at Wufei, tears running down his face.
~~~~~~~Duo sat in the forest as it slowly came to life. Animals started moving around them, birds chirped. First one, then another until it seemed all of them had to out do the others. He was aware of Wufei at his side. Wufei who suddenly offered everything he’d wanted, but had given up on. Friendship, love, caring, compassion. Some of which he didn’t really understand, having experienced them so long ago. He tried to work it from every angle, tried to pick apart the motive. He wanted to believe, gods he wanted to believe so badly. But once his mind got over the shock of hearing the ‘L-word’ directed at him, he began looking for the reasons behind it. *Could it be just physical? Could he want me only for sex?* Wufei had never really seemed like the kind of person to crave tons of sex. He hadn’t obsessed over it in the time that Duo had known him. *Perhaps he feels lost because of the war…could he be clinging to me. Just wanting to use me as a touchstone for something he knows? Just waiting until someone better comes along.* Maybe. He knew that Wufei had a temper on him, he’d often been the cause of the Chinese youth’s outbursts. *Could he be trying to get back at me for aggravating him?* He didn’t seem like he wanted revenge of any sort. *Maybe I’m just a project…fix me and then move on. Make sure I can stand by myself and then leave…* Duo sighed because he knew how broken he was; Wufei just generally seemed to want to be near him, but not automatically for sex. Which confused Duo to no end. What could Wufei possibly want with him, if not sex? He felt tears slide down his face.
*I’m not good enough for anything else.* he thought in misery. *Not in a long time.* He turned to face Wufei in confusion.
“What do you want?” he asked his voice breaking. Wufei just looked at him in bewilderment. “What do you want from me? I don’t know what to give you.”
“….uh…” He seemed at a loss for words for a moment. “I don’t want anything from you.” He said confused and sat up from where he’d reclined. “I want to be your friend. I want you to be happy and taken care of…I….”
*I want to love you…* his mind shied away from saying it again. He wasn’t usually an overly emotional person and without being under the stress of Duo’s imminent suicide he didn’t want to expose that much of himself again. But on other levels he wanted to. He wanted to take Duo into the circle of his arms and hold him close. He wanted to keep him safe and never let anything bad ever happen to him ever again. But he knew that he couldn’t turn away from Duo, he couldn’t let him think that he didn’t care for him.
“I want to keep you safe.” He whispered softly and couldn’t meet the other’s eyes. “I want to…” he said shyly and glanced up. “I want to love you.” he made himself say softly knowing that it needed to be said.
“You want to love me, but not make love to me? Is that it?” Duo asked blandly and Wufei blushed red.
“I don’t really think that that’s the kind of thing either of us are ready for at this point.” Wufei spoke evenly.
“Wufei, I don’t know how to…” He hissed desperately. “I don’t know how to love someone at all! I’m not the right person for this…this thing you’ve got going!” he declared.
“Duo…” Wufei gave a snorting laugh. “I can’t just decide to stop loving you. It doesn’t work like that.” He chastised gently.
“The hell it doesn’t!” he spouted. “You decided to like me and you can damn well decide to stop!!”
“I didn’t just get up one day and go, oh I think I’ll have feelings for a long-haired, loud-mouthed, aggravating baka, who watches T.V. upside down and eats fucked up food or doesn’t eat at all and colors with stupid crayons in the kitchen, on the floor!!” Wufei yelled at him standing to his feet.
“Well then what the hell was it!? Huh Chang!” he demanded scathingly and stood as well. “What the fuck made you wake up one day and decide that you suddenly ‘loved’ a dirty little street rat whore! What insanity possessed you to make you think that you could want someone like me! Mister-high-and-fucking-mighty-all-the-goddamned-fucking-time! Never anything out of place not a single hair, never make a bad choice in battle, just oozing fucking honor and justice!” he spat in bitterness and hatred, stamping down on the little bit of guilt he felt at the shocked look on Wufei’s face. He had no idea where this was all coming from, he just knew that a little voice in his head was screaming ‘Danger! Danger! Danger!’ at the top of its voice, while at the same time another voice chanted *Drive him away, drive him away…* in a dark mutter that just kept getting louder and louder. “You pompous, arrogant, fairy ass-hole! I hope you choke to death on your fucking pride because it sure as hell won’t allow you to get within ten feet of a loud-mouthed stupid fucking ‘baka’ like me! So what was it Wufei! What was it that made you take leave of all your senses and try to hook up with me! Are you just that desperate for a piece of ass! Why not fuck Heero instead, he’s single, I’m pretty fucking sure your honor won’t let someone like me anywhere near you!”
*Wait…this was supposed to be a hate-Wu flame, not a hate-yourself-with-all-that-you-are rant…* his thoughts skidded to a halt in confusion. Then plowed forward at full-steam a few brief moments later. *I don’t care how it comes out, so long as…so long as it drives him away! And who’s going to want me…*
“You feel like enlightening the rest of the class?” he asked in scorn, bringing focus to the fact that the two of them weren’t alone and causing the other to blush in shame at the spectacle they caused.
“Duo I just…”
“Just what! Speak up Chang my boy, we can’t hear you that well!” he shouted.
“I just want…you to be happy…” he replied feebly, still in shock. “I just…I want…you.” he trailed off lamely, seeming to have lost the ability to form any long or articulate sentences.
Duo ran at him so quickly he thought he was going to get the shit beat out of him, he hadn’t realized that he’d be this upset, otherwise he would have…he didn’t know what he would’ve done, but it would’ve been something different. He stood where he was and prepared to take whatever violence the longhaired boy gave him.
So Wufei was more than a little startled when he rushed across the space separating them, clasped his face in both hands and lip-locked him.
~~~~~~~Heero blushed right to his roots, turned on his heel and started walking away. Quickly. Trowa and Quatre close on his tail.
“Trowa we have got to get Duo to see a doctor, a therapist, something!” Quatre exclaimed softly.
“Let’s just take this one step at a time okay.” Trowa soothed and took the other boy in his arms.
Heero walked on, quietly leaving the other two to themselves. Logically he understood. They needed a way out of the cop cars; they’d needed a way to get free. So logically he understood why they’d…manhandled…him in the cruiser. So he didn’t understand, from a logical point of view, why his chest ached more than if they’d just made out with each other. Maybe they just knew it would catch him off guard and were counting on his shocked expression, cause he knew he’d had one. Maybe they thought that he couldn’t fake enough of that level of emotion to fool the police…he’d have to agree with them. He didn’t know he could even feel that level of emotion anymore, he’d thought that it had died long ago. He allowed himself to sigh softly and smiled internally at it, though nothing showed outwardly. The war was over and now he could, maybe, start to let himself be human again. His inward smile fell, he had no clue what he was doing, he didn’t have anything to go on as to what ‘normal’ people were like. But he figured that allowing himself to sigh out loud and smile in his head was as good a place to start as any. So he sighed again, just for the hell of it and because he was melancholy and hurt that his friends and fellow pilots had used him to complete a plan. Logically he knew that they wouldn’t have touched him at all if they knew it would’ve made him feel bad.
*Especially Quatre…he’s so tender. I’m glad that he has Trowa to look after him…And Trowa…* he shivered lightly and felt the ache in his chest grow larger. He pushed it down and vowed to just let the whole thing pass.
~~~~~~~“Alright, that’s fine! You want me Justice-boy! Fine you’ve got me!” Duo declared breathlessly as he pulled back from the kiss. “You’ve got me!” He stated again still sounding angry.
*Hol-lee crap! What did I do?* Wufei wondered silently as Duo dove at him again. Duo pushed the other boy to the ground roughly as he scrambled to remove his own clothes. Rough hands yanked at his shirt, then he ripped his pants off, shoes and socks stripped off in the rush. His now naked form settled heavily to straddle Wufei’s waist. Duo ran his hands up Wufei’s sides, under his shirt. His thumbs stopping to brush heavily against dusky nipples. The darker haired boy’s breath catching in his throat. Duo leaned down, teeth latching upon the golden flesh of the other’s shoulder, causing him to cry aloud.
The fairly frantic pace at which Duo seemed to be going had set Wufei’s teeth on edge. He feared the Duo would hurt himself, something the Chinese boy would not allow to happen. His hands went to the pale, writhing body on top of his, locking firmly on the too narrow waist. He arched his back pressing his erection upwards against the pressure of the other boy. He moved upwards to steal a kiss, while taking the wrist of the seeking hand that fumbled at the ties of his pants. He broke away breathlessly from the searching, probing kiss he’d delivered to the now passive mouth above him.
“When I said I wanted you, I meant I wanted you Duo. I want your friendship and trust. I want your fear and pain and joy and anger. I want all of you. I don’t want to fuck in the middle of the woods while the cops are looking for us. I don’t want to fuck you at all. I want to make love to you. I can’t do that unless you trust me and you don’t. I’ve never given you a reason to trust me before, but I’m going to start now.” Wufei told him softly and pushed back ragged bangs to place a chaste kiss upon the pale brow. He gently shifted the other to the forest floor and rose to gather the abandoned clothing of his would be lover. Turning back to hand him his things, he realized just how shaken up the other boy was. He’d lain down where Wufei had placed him, curled on one side, legs pulled up tightly, arms wrapped across his chest. Wufei moved quietly to help the other, lifting listless limbs gently and helping to put the too large clothing back on. His hands giving gentle touches and loving caresses to the scarred, abused skin. But Wufei truly didn’t see the scars, other than to note each one as a crime that G would pay for with his own blood. He didn’t see the disfigurement of the other’s body, he saw the pain the other boy must have lived in and vowed with rage in his heart to reap vengeance the way one would reap grain from the soil.
He pulled the other boy into his lap, curling him up and simply wrapped his arms around the braided boy. "Sleep." he said softly. "I'll take first watch."
And curled there, wrapped in the warmth of another's body, someone he trusted, Duo slept. Dreamlessly, deeply.
~~~~~~~“Heero…I think that we need to talk.” Quatre said simply. Heero groaned internally. He’d just put them out of his head.
“About?” he deadpanned not really wanting the gentle-natured blond boy to apologize to him for hurt feelings or misunderstandings or whatever it was in his pretty little blond head to say. Quatre would feel bad about there not being air in space if they let him. He suddenly felt very, very angry at Quatre and Trowa, for having each other, for including him in the wonder they shared, if only for a moment, and at himself for not being able to have that. So he did what he always did with his emotions, he pushed them down. Way, way deep down. And turned to gaze blankly at the shorter boy, feeling nothing at the flinch his gaze earned. Nothing, not even that little bit that screamed at him for making Quatre unhappy, or the bit that wanted to give Trowa a shy smile. Nope nothing.
“Heero.” Trowa said softly, his voice full exasperation and concern as he folded his arms across his chest and slouched lazily.
“Oh Heero….I’d thought…” Quatre trailed off uncertainly. Quatre and his love looked at each other in silent communication. “I…I’m sorry Heero.” Quatre whispered and turned away. Trowa rolled his eyes and heaved a sigh. The normally reserved young man taking the lead as his partner gave way.
"Oh Quatre.” He stated in aggravation. The other boys both looked at him in confusion. “For someone such as yourself with empathy, sometimes you miss what's right ahead of you.” Trowa said fondly and unfolded himself and stalked toward Heero evenly. He saw the other boy tense up, sensing the predatory nature that flowed through the gait. Heero moved ever so slightly to ready himself for a fighting stance, his dark blue eyes catching with Trowa’s. Trowa gave a wicked smirk and something in it caused Heero to shift backwards, a simple untensing of the offensive and a tightening of the defensive. He was now the hunted, now the prey...whether he was aware of it or not. He knew, his instincts knew.
Trowa stalked toward him silently, his foot falls making no noise. He didn't stop until he was well within the bubble of space that Heero liked to keep between himself and other people. He watched the treipedation flow across the darkest of blue eyes, so different from his blonde lover. He watched the struggle to process and understand the hesitation, trying to put a proverbial finger on just what exactly had changed and just when it had done it. He reached a hand up to cup the shorter boy's face, noting the instinct to pull back pass across the eyes and noting the confusion at the feeling.
*Oh he is so off balance.* Trowa thought silently and smirked to himself. *Let's just keep it that way for a bit.* he told himself knowing that if the other soldier realized what was going on the moment they found themselves in would be shattered. Trowa knew that they stood at the edge of a precipse. Would they turn away or go over the edge together. He took another step forward, pressing his leg against another as hard as steel, that trembled beneath his. He could feel the other tottering and he wanted to push. He knew, he and Quatre would take what ever came of this. They were together in this, if one went both did. He pressed in closer and Heero no longer fought the urge to pull away, but by that time it was too late, there was no turning back from this edge. His other arm slipped around the narrow waist and locked lips with a very, very surprised Heero Yuy. Through his slitted lids he could tell that the other boy's eyes were wide in shock, before they closed tightly and strong hands fisted in the front of his shirt, pulling himself closer to the kiss Trowa gave him. He gave a deep hungry moan as he trembled and opened his mouth wider. They shared the deepened kiss for a few eternal moments, before Trowa pulled back and Heero pressed his forehead against the taller's boy's chest, desparate to catch his suddenly shaking breath.
"I want you." the green-eyed boy whispered huskily in his ear. "We want you." he amended. "And not just for one night, not just for a little while, although if that's all your willing to give.... we will enjoy each and every single moment." he continued to speak. Each word punctuated with a nipping-kiss along the other's skin.
"I-I don't understand..." he stuttered out around his breathing.
"We want to be with you Heero." Quatre replied softly. "We want you to be with us. We to be at your back in this new life that we are facing. We want you by our sides." he spoke as he pressed himself against the trembling body.
Heero gasped at the contact of Quatre pressing flush against him, his knees going weak as he sank a few inches. The other two caught him and held him up between them. He felt tears in his eyes, threatening to fall.
"We've got you now." Quatre assured.
"You don't have to stand on your own anymore." Trowa breathed and Heero knew he didn't mean physically. His legs gave way completely and they lowered him gently to the ground. "You don't have to do it all alone anymore." he whispered. He cried then in shuddering, gasping breaths.
"Yeah, okay yeah." he whispered after a few moments, wiping away tears.
"We'll rest for a few hours here, then move on." Trowa said shifting to lean back against a tree, pulling Heero along with him. Quatre moving to cuddle against him tightly. Quatre slept after a few moments, Heero dozed lightly while Trowa's hand ran over bits of their exposed skin gently.
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*Okay, enough is enough!* he thought irately. “Guys…guys!” he called. “We have got to stop!” he stated emphatically.
“No just a little further.” Duo replied tensely and turned to keep walking, well really it was more like stumbling, though even crashing through the underbrush none of them made more noise than a jaguar would. It certainly didn’t sound like five tired humans were trudging through the woods.
“Duo! We are stopping, its nearly dawn, we haven’t slept in almost 12 hours and we are stopping now!” Quatre stated determinedly and wrapped a hand around Duo’s arm.
“No Cat, just a bit more.” Duo said and tried to pull away.
“Duo…” the blond started to argue.
“No! We go on!” Duo almost yelled angry now.
“Duo you don’t have to go until drop. You can rest.” Quatre said quietly.
“Well last time I rested I almost got arrested.” Duo hissed bitterly.
“Duo…” Heero started to cut in.
“No! Do you have any idea…they would have sent me back to G!!” Duo said, his anger draining away as fear flooded him.
“Duo we have to rest, you included. We’re far enough away that they won’t find us if we sleep for a few hours.” Heero told him evenly. Duo nodded in defeat after a moment and turned away. “I hear a stream a little further up, we’ll stop there.”
They all, gulped handfuls of water, plopped down on the ground and Trowa broke out some food bars and passed them around. Duo took the cereal bar that was handed to him and looked at it as if unsure what to do with it. He cast a look to Wufei, who gave him a small smile, and opened the wrapper. Duo ate the food hungrily and stuffed the wrapper into his pocket when he was done. Wufei shimmied over to where Duo sat and wrapped an arm around his shoulders gently. Duo stiffened at the contact and when he didn’t relax Wufei pulled his arm away.
*Guess I thought that since I’d confessed my undying love, he’d be warmer to me…* Wufei thought and sighed softly.
*No, that’s not it. I know that it’s going to take a lot to get Duo to open up to me. I’ve known since the day I realized that there was more to him than his smile.* Wufei made a disgusted face and leaned back to recline on his elbows, legs outstretched, as he remembered the horribly repulsive dish that Duo had been eating the night he realized that the chestnut haired boy was actually a person and not a two-dimensional poster boy for ADDers’R’Us. Then he smiled a little as he remembered playing video games and coloring in the kitchen. *I can’t believe I’m remembering coloring with fondness.* he moaned to himself in mock horror. He gazed at the back of Duo’s head in silence, realizing that true dawn was fast approaching. He got to watch the way the sun crept through the gently swaying leaves slowly and shyly lit upon the shine of long hair and pale skin. How his huddled form went from a vague shadow to clearly visible. It seemed as if he’d simply decided to take form out of shadows. He turned his head to look at Wufei, tears running down his face.
~~~~~~~Duo sat in the forest as it slowly came to life. Animals started moving around them, birds chirped. First one, then another until it seemed all of them had to out do the others. He was aware of Wufei at his side. Wufei who suddenly offered everything he’d wanted, but had given up on. Friendship, love, caring, compassion. Some of which he didn’t really understand, having experienced them so long ago. He tried to work it from every angle, tried to pick apart the motive. He wanted to believe, gods he wanted to believe so badly. But once his mind got over the shock of hearing the ‘L-word’ directed at him, he began looking for the reasons behind it. *Could it be just physical? Could he want me only for sex?* Wufei had never really seemed like the kind of person to crave tons of sex. He hadn’t obsessed over it in the time that Duo had known him. *Perhaps he feels lost because of the war…could he be clinging to me. Just wanting to use me as a touchstone for something he knows? Just waiting until someone better comes along.* Maybe. He knew that Wufei had a temper on him, he’d often been the cause of the Chinese youth’s outbursts. *Could he be trying to get back at me for aggravating him?* He didn’t seem like he wanted revenge of any sort. *Maybe I’m just a project…fix me and then move on. Make sure I can stand by myself and then leave…* Duo sighed because he knew how broken he was; Wufei just generally seemed to want to be near him, but not automatically for sex. Which confused Duo to no end. What could Wufei possibly want with him, if not sex? He felt tears slide down his face.
*I’m not good enough for anything else.* he thought in misery. *Not in a long time.* He turned to face Wufei in confusion.
“What do you want?” he asked his voice breaking. Wufei just looked at him in bewilderment. “What do you want from me? I don’t know what to give you.”
“….uh…” He seemed at a loss for words for a moment. “I don’t want anything from you.” He said confused and sat up from where he’d reclined. “I want to be your friend. I want you to be happy and taken care of…I….”
*I want to love you…* his mind shied away from saying it again. He wasn’t usually an overly emotional person and without being under the stress of Duo’s imminent suicide he didn’t want to expose that much of himself again. But on other levels he wanted to. He wanted to take Duo into the circle of his arms and hold him close. He wanted to keep him safe and never let anything bad ever happen to him ever again. But he knew that he couldn’t turn away from Duo, he couldn’t let him think that he didn’t care for him.
“I want to keep you safe.” He whispered softly and couldn’t meet the other’s eyes. “I want to…” he said shyly and glanced up. “I want to love you.” he made himself say softly knowing that it needed to be said.
“You want to love me, but not make love to me? Is that it?” Duo asked blandly and Wufei blushed red.
“I don’t really think that that’s the kind of thing either of us are ready for at this point.” Wufei spoke evenly.
“Wufei, I don’t know how to…” He hissed desperately. “I don’t know how to love someone at all! I’m not the right person for this…this thing you’ve got going!” he declared.
“Duo…” Wufei gave a snorting laugh. “I can’t just decide to stop loving you. It doesn’t work like that.” He chastised gently.
“The hell it doesn’t!” he spouted. “You decided to like me and you can damn well decide to stop!!”
“I didn’t just get up one day and go, oh I think I’ll have feelings for a long-haired, loud-mouthed, aggravating baka, who watches T.V. upside down and eats fucked up food or doesn’t eat at all and colors with stupid crayons in the kitchen, on the floor!!” Wufei yelled at him standing to his feet.
“Well then what the hell was it!? Huh Chang!” he demanded scathingly and stood as well. “What the fuck made you wake up one day and decide that you suddenly ‘loved’ a dirty little street rat whore! What insanity possessed you to make you think that you could want someone like me! Mister-high-and-fucking-mighty-all-the-goddamned-fucking-time! Never anything out of place not a single hair, never make a bad choice in battle, just oozing fucking honor and justice!” he spat in bitterness and hatred, stamping down on the little bit of guilt he felt at the shocked look on Wufei’s face. He had no idea where this was all coming from, he just knew that a little voice in his head was screaming ‘Danger! Danger! Danger!’ at the top of its voice, while at the same time another voice chanted *Drive him away, drive him away…* in a dark mutter that just kept getting louder and louder. “You pompous, arrogant, fairy ass-hole! I hope you choke to death on your fucking pride because it sure as hell won’t allow you to get within ten feet of a loud-mouthed stupid fucking ‘baka’ like me! So what was it Wufei! What was it that made you take leave of all your senses and try to hook up with me! Are you just that desperate for a piece of ass! Why not fuck Heero instead, he’s single, I’m pretty fucking sure your honor won’t let someone like me anywhere near you!”
*Wait…this was supposed to be a hate-Wu flame, not a hate-yourself-with-all-that-you-are rant…* his thoughts skidded to a halt in confusion. Then plowed forward at full-steam a few brief moments later. *I don’t care how it comes out, so long as…so long as it drives him away! And who’s going to want me…*
“You feel like enlightening the rest of the class?” he asked in scorn, bringing focus to the fact that the two of them weren’t alone and causing the other to blush in shame at the spectacle they caused.
“Duo I just…”
“Just what! Speak up Chang my boy, we can’t hear you that well!” he shouted.
“I just want…you to be happy…” he replied feebly, still in shock. “I just…I want…you.” he trailed off lamely, seeming to have lost the ability to form any long or articulate sentences.
Duo ran at him so quickly he thought he was going to get the shit beat out of him, he hadn’t realized that he’d be this upset, otherwise he would have…he didn’t know what he would’ve done, but it would’ve been something different. He stood where he was and prepared to take whatever violence the longhaired boy gave him.
So Wufei was more than a little startled when he rushed across the space separating them, clasped his face in both hands and lip-locked him.
~~~~~~~Heero blushed right to his roots, turned on his heel and started walking away. Quickly. Trowa and Quatre close on his tail.
“Trowa we have got to get Duo to see a doctor, a therapist, something!” Quatre exclaimed softly.
“Let’s just take this one step at a time okay.” Trowa soothed and took the other boy in his arms.
Heero walked on, quietly leaving the other two to themselves. Logically he understood. They needed a way out of the cop cars; they’d needed a way to get free. So logically he understood why they’d…manhandled…him in the cruiser. So he didn’t understand, from a logical point of view, why his chest ached more than if they’d just made out with each other. Maybe they just knew it would catch him off guard and were counting on his shocked expression, cause he knew he’d had one. Maybe they thought that he couldn’t fake enough of that level of emotion to fool the police…he’d have to agree with them. He didn’t know he could even feel that level of emotion anymore, he’d thought that it had died long ago. He allowed himself to sigh softly and smiled internally at it, though nothing showed outwardly. The war was over and now he could, maybe, start to let himself be human again. His inward smile fell, he had no clue what he was doing, he didn’t have anything to go on as to what ‘normal’ people were like. But he figured that allowing himself to sigh out loud and smile in his head was as good a place to start as any. So he sighed again, just for the hell of it and because he was melancholy and hurt that his friends and fellow pilots had used him to complete a plan. Logically he knew that they wouldn’t have touched him at all if they knew it would’ve made him feel bad.
*Especially Quatre…he’s so tender. I’m glad that he has Trowa to look after him…And Trowa…* he shivered lightly and felt the ache in his chest grow larger. He pushed it down and vowed to just let the whole thing pass.
~~~~~~~“Alright, that’s fine! You want me Justice-boy! Fine you’ve got me!” Duo declared breathlessly as he pulled back from the kiss. “You’ve got me!” He stated again still sounding angry.
*Hol-lee crap! What did I do?* Wufei wondered silently as Duo dove at him again. Duo pushed the other boy to the ground roughly as he scrambled to remove his own clothes. Rough hands yanked at his shirt, then he ripped his pants off, shoes and socks stripped off in the rush. His now naked form settled heavily to straddle Wufei’s waist. Duo ran his hands up Wufei’s sides, under his shirt. His thumbs stopping to brush heavily against dusky nipples. The darker haired boy’s breath catching in his throat. Duo leaned down, teeth latching upon the golden flesh of the other’s shoulder, causing him to cry aloud.
The fairly frantic pace at which Duo seemed to be going had set Wufei’s teeth on edge. He feared the Duo would hurt himself, something the Chinese boy would not allow to happen. His hands went to the pale, writhing body on top of his, locking firmly on the too narrow waist. He arched his back pressing his erection upwards against the pressure of the other boy. He moved upwards to steal a kiss, while taking the wrist of the seeking hand that fumbled at the ties of his pants. He broke away breathlessly from the searching, probing kiss he’d delivered to the now passive mouth above him.
“When I said I wanted you, I meant I wanted you Duo. I want your friendship and trust. I want your fear and pain and joy and anger. I want all of you. I don’t want to fuck in the middle of the woods while the cops are looking for us. I don’t want to fuck you at all. I want to make love to you. I can’t do that unless you trust me and you don’t. I’ve never given you a reason to trust me before, but I’m going to start now.” Wufei told him softly and pushed back ragged bangs to place a chaste kiss upon the pale brow. He gently shifted the other to the forest floor and rose to gather the abandoned clothing of his would be lover. Turning back to hand him his things, he realized just how shaken up the other boy was. He’d lain down where Wufei had placed him, curled on one side, legs pulled up tightly, arms wrapped across his chest. Wufei moved quietly to help the other, lifting listless limbs gently and helping to put the too large clothing back on. His hands giving gentle touches and loving caresses to the scarred, abused skin. But Wufei truly didn’t see the scars, other than to note each one as a crime that G would pay for with his own blood. He didn’t see the disfigurement of the other’s body, he saw the pain the other boy must have lived in and vowed with rage in his heart to reap vengeance the way one would reap grain from the soil.
He pulled the other boy into his lap, curling him up and simply wrapped his arms around the braided boy. "Sleep." he said softly. "I'll take first watch."
And curled there, wrapped in the warmth of another's body, someone he trusted, Duo slept. Dreamlessly, deeply.
~~~~~~~“Heero…I think that we need to talk.” Quatre said simply. Heero groaned internally. He’d just put them out of his head.
“About?” he deadpanned not really wanting the gentle-natured blond boy to apologize to him for hurt feelings or misunderstandings or whatever it was in his pretty little blond head to say. Quatre would feel bad about there not being air in space if they let him. He suddenly felt very, very angry at Quatre and Trowa, for having each other, for including him in the wonder they shared, if only for a moment, and at himself for not being able to have that. So he did what he always did with his emotions, he pushed them down. Way, way deep down. And turned to gaze blankly at the shorter boy, feeling nothing at the flinch his gaze earned. Nothing, not even that little bit that screamed at him for making Quatre unhappy, or the bit that wanted to give Trowa a shy smile. Nope nothing.
“Heero.” Trowa said softly, his voice full exasperation and concern as he folded his arms across his chest and slouched lazily.
“Oh Heero….I’d thought…” Quatre trailed off uncertainly. Quatre and his love looked at each other in silent communication. “I…I’m sorry Heero.” Quatre whispered and turned away. Trowa rolled his eyes and heaved a sigh. The normally reserved young man taking the lead as his partner gave way.
"Oh Quatre.” He stated in aggravation. The other boys both looked at him in confusion. “For someone such as yourself with empathy, sometimes you miss what's right ahead of you.” Trowa said fondly and unfolded himself and stalked toward Heero evenly. He saw the other boy tense up, sensing the predatory nature that flowed through the gait. Heero moved ever so slightly to ready himself for a fighting stance, his dark blue eyes catching with Trowa’s. Trowa gave a wicked smirk and something in it caused Heero to shift backwards, a simple untensing of the offensive and a tightening of the defensive. He was now the hunted, now the prey...whether he was aware of it or not. He knew, his instincts knew.
Trowa stalked toward him silently, his foot falls making no noise. He didn't stop until he was well within the bubble of space that Heero liked to keep between himself and other people. He watched the treipedation flow across the darkest of blue eyes, so different from his blonde lover. He watched the struggle to process and understand the hesitation, trying to put a proverbial finger on just what exactly had changed and just when it had done it. He reached a hand up to cup the shorter boy's face, noting the instinct to pull back pass across the eyes and noting the confusion at the feeling.
*Oh he is so off balance.* Trowa thought silently and smirked to himself. *Let's just keep it that way for a bit.* he told himself knowing that if the other soldier realized what was going on the moment they found themselves in would be shattered. Trowa knew that they stood at the edge of a precipse. Would they turn away or go over the edge together. He took another step forward, pressing his leg against another as hard as steel, that trembled beneath his. He could feel the other tottering and he wanted to push. He knew, he and Quatre would take what ever came of this. They were together in this, if one went both did. He pressed in closer and Heero no longer fought the urge to pull away, but by that time it was too late, there was no turning back from this edge. His other arm slipped around the narrow waist and locked lips with a very, very surprised Heero Yuy. Through his slitted lids he could tell that the other boy's eyes were wide in shock, before they closed tightly and strong hands fisted in the front of his shirt, pulling himself closer to the kiss Trowa gave him. He gave a deep hungry moan as he trembled and opened his mouth wider. They shared the deepened kiss for a few eternal moments, before Trowa pulled back and Heero pressed his forehead against the taller's boy's chest, desparate to catch his suddenly shaking breath.
"I want you." the green-eyed boy whispered huskily in his ear. "We want you." he amended. "And not just for one night, not just for a little while, although if that's all your willing to give.... we will enjoy each and every single moment." he continued to speak. Each word punctuated with a nipping-kiss along the other's skin.
"I-I don't understand..." he stuttered out around his breathing.
"We want to be with you Heero." Quatre replied softly. "We want you to be with us. We to be at your back in this new life that we are facing. We want you by our sides." he spoke as he pressed himself against the trembling body.
Heero gasped at the contact of Quatre pressing flush against him, his knees going weak as he sank a few inches. The other two caught him and held him up between them. He felt tears in his eyes, threatening to fall.
"We've got you now." Quatre assured.
"You don't have to stand on your own anymore." Trowa breathed and Heero knew he didn't mean physically. His legs gave way completely and they lowered him gently to the ground. "You don't have to do it all alone anymore." he whispered. He cried then in shuddering, gasping breaths.
"Yeah, okay yeah." he whispered after a few moments, wiping away tears.
"We'll rest for a few hours here, then move on." Trowa said shifting to lean back against a tree, pulling Heero along with him. Quatre moving to cuddle against him tightly. Quatre slept after a few moments, Heero dozed lightly while Trowa's hand ran over bits of their exposed skin gently.