Braids and Waves

Parings: 1x2, 2x1 (eventual!) 3x4

Warnings: Slightly angsty, slightly sappy, and cliffhanger?

Notes: I have a feeling I might be shot over this one… you’ll have to read it to find out why though.

Thanks: To my little demons (my muses!) who would not let this story
lie.

Summary: Duo is living with Quatre and Trowa. But what no-one
realises is why. And what happens when they find out the truth,
especially Heero.

Enjoy

Chapter 8 – Not Alone

The debrief had been a tedious but necessary evil. Each had given their statements and Une had made them sign various forms. Heero and Wufei more so as they were a part of the organisation. Trowa had gained a serious telling off but Lady Une could do little more as he was not a Preventer. She decided that it was probably for the best anyway. Simmons had been far too much of a threat. It also made the Commander realise that her organisation wasn’t as stable as she had hoped and decided she would question other members of staff especially those that had been associated with Simmons. After she had had them all checked over by medical staff, especially Quatre, she finally allowed them to go. They had all sighed with relief.

As they travelled back to the villa no one spoke. Wufei was silently berating himself for not noticing things sooner. Trowa held Quatre close to his side, almost afraid to let his lover go. Quatre was still suffering from shock but was grateful for Trowa’s care. Heero gazed vacantly out of the window, not seeing any of the landscape passing by. Duo stared forwards looking through the front windscreen. Each of them was fighting tumultuous emotions that were spinning around their heads. There was no room for conversation.

By the time they reached the villa the sun had left the sky after an amazing colour display that went completely unnoticed. The cloak of darkness was slowly closing around. The moon, nearly full, still creamy rather than sparkling white, was hanging low in the sky. The stars were only just beginning to show. All five were glad that the ordeal was over. Wufei decided he would make them all a light dinner as they needed to eat. Trowa sat on the sofa and Quatre curled up against him. Duo went and stood out in the pool area, carefully avoiding the water’s edge. Heero sat down at the table after collecting his lap top and began to type.

-x-

Duo stared out into the darkness, listening to the chirrups and whirrs that filled the night. He wasn’t sure what to make of the day. On the one hand it had been a complete disaster. Some of the most important people in the whole Earth Sphere had been taken hostage. Quatre had almost lost his life as did Heero. Duo shuddered at that thought. If he hadn’t run to catch up and got there in the knick of time… It didn’t bear thinking about. It didn’t concern him how close to loosing his own life he had been. It was the others that mattered.

That led to him to the other aspect of the day. Heero. He couldn’t quite grasp what had happened between him and Mr Perfect. The way that Heero had held him after coming to the rescue and that brief kiss he had been bestowed before everything had started. He felt a shiver run down his spine as he thought about it. He knew he should stay away from the handsome Japanese man. But Heero was making that very difficult as he was getting closer. What disturbed Duo the most was that he wanted Heero to get closer, a lot closer even if it meant risking his secret. He loved the former Wing Zero pilot and there was nothing he could do about it.

He gave a deep sigh and hunched his shoulders as if he had the weight of the world upon them. As soon as this mission was properly over he could run and hide again. But at the moment that would only arouse suspicion and he didn’t need Heero to trail him, which the Prussian eyed man undoubtedly would. Wufei’s voice calling him in for dinner brought him out of his reverie. He put a brave face on before turning to join the others.

-x-

Dinner hadn’t been uncomfortable but it certainly hadn’t been the light hearted event it usually was. Every one remained quiet, slowly eating the food. Quatre only managed a fraction of his meal. He apologised to Wufei, who simply nodded, then left the table. Trowa left soon after finishing his food.

-x-

The green eyed man walked into his room to see his lover already curled up in bed. He quickly stripped off before joining him. As soon as he lay between the cool sheets, he turned to Quatre and gripped him in a tight embrace. All the air was nearly crushed out of the blonde’s lungs but he couldn’t care less. He knew Trowa needed the embrace as much as he did. Quatre couldn’t help the tears that escaped.

“I thought I was going to loose you today.” Trowa murmured.

“I thought I was a goner too. I was saying good bye to you all.”

“Oh Quatre!” The hug tightened a fraction more. “I couldn’t bear it if you left me.”

“I’m sor-.”

“Don’t apologise. It was not your fault.” Trowa interrupted.

“I really thought I was going to die today. I have never been that scared. Not even as a Gundam pilot.”

“Me neither. I could have lost everything. I’m sorry I wasn’t there sooner.” Quatre kissed him on the lips to quieten him.

“Don’t you apologise either. We’re both here, together, now. That is what matters.” He met Trowa’s eyes. “Forget everything else.” Trowa nodded and gave his lover a small smile. The blond smiled back then snuggled against Trowa’s shoulder and fell asleep, exhausted from the day. Trowa stayed awake a little longer to watch over him before falling asleep himself.

-x-

Duo switched on the bedside lamp giving some light to the dark room. He walked around the bed and over to the window. After taking a moment to look out at the silent street, he pulled the curtains shut. He took a deep breath and stretched. He grimaced at the slight pop his shoulders made. He was sure it was a sign that he was getting old.

“You always did look good in black.” Duo nearly hit the roof when he heard Heero’s voice. He turned around to see said Japanese man leaning against the door. “But I don’t think it would be you other wise.” The American licked his dry lips slightly. The way Heero was looking at him unnerved him a little.

“I used to think that about your spandex. But I suppose the uniform suits you too.” He smiled, even though he was sure Heero could see straight through it. But he couldn’t help but look Heero up and down, as he stood there oozing sensuality. He might have said it as a joke but he meant every word. Duo pulled his eyes away, this was becoming dangerous territory. “I must be loosing my touch; I didn’t hear you come in.” Heero shrugged,

“I learned from the best.” Duo smiled at that.

“What are you doing here Heero?” He couldn’t suppress a slight shudder as Heero’s intense Prussian blue gaze held his own.

“I never got to thank you properly for saving my life.” The American rubbed the back of his neck and looked away.

“Jeeze Heero, you would have done the same for me.” In a couple of strides Heero was beside the braided male. He cupped Duo’s cheek, forcing him to look once more at the Japanese youth.

“That’s not the point Duo and you know it.” His voice held a hint of anger. Before Duo could say another word Heero leaned into a kiss, pressing his mouth against Duo’s own. The violet eyes shot open with shock, taken by surprise with Heero’s bold move. When Heero broke the kiss, he stayed within millimetres of Duo.

“Thank you.” It was a barely a whisper but sent the flames that were already burning across Duo’s body into a wild dance. He barely registered that he needed to breathe. “You can tell me to leave if you want.” Those blue eyes held Duo once more. His own gaze flicked between eyes and lips. How he wanted to kiss those lips again. He knew he had to get out of this situation and quickly but his body had other ideas.

“I… You… can…” Heero smiled,

“That’s very articulate of you.” Duo sighed and gave up. “I’ll take that as a ‘no’ then.” Before any other response could be made, Heero met Duo’s lips once more. Duo moaned into it and couldn’t help but kiss back. Heero, encouraged by the reaction began to demand more, running his tongue across Duo’s lips, seeking entrance. Duo slowly allowed Heero in, then gasped heavily as his back hit the wall hard. He had no escape now, Heero had him pinned against the wall and had that well sculpted body pushed firmly against Duo’s own. Duo groaned into Heero’s mouth as he felt something else pushed against him as well. Heero broke the kiss once more but didn’t move an inch.

“I’ve wanted you for so long Duo.” Heero’s voice was almost a growl.

“Why did you not say anything then?” Duo’s voice was barely audible.

“What would you have done if I had?” Duo looked anywhere but into those deep blue eyes.”

“Ran.” The braided one answered guiltily. ‘Like I will tomorrow night’, he added to himself.

“Exactly. Can’t have that.” Heero smirked. “And now I have you where I want you.”

“Heero… I can’t…”

“Tell me to stop and I will.”

“Heero…” The smirk stayed.

“You can’t tell me to leave?”

“I…” Heero’s finger’s brushed against a flushed cheek, across a warm ear and embedded themselves in the thick braid.

“Let me make love to you Duo. Let me thank you properly for saving me. Let me make up for the time we’ve wasted.” His voice was low and rumbling which sent shivers down Duo’s spine. He wanted to tell Heero no. He wanted to tell Heero that he couldn’t, that if Heero knew the truth he would hate him. But his body would betray him. He gazed once more into those deep sea eyes and could feel himself drowning. He faintly heard himself whisper “Yes”. His mind screamed ‘NO’, but nobody could hear his mind, not even himself. ‘Let me have this one night with Heero. Let me have something to remember’, his body pleaded. His mind finally conceded.

-x-

So… anyone want to kill me yet. You’ll have to wait for the next chapter for the good bit hehe ^_^!