Mr. Brightside | By : Akiko Category: Gundam Wing/AC > General Views: 419 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Author: Akiko
Story Title: Mr. Brightside
Song Title and Artist: Mr. Brightside, The Killers
Rating and warnings: PG13 (to be safe). Yaoi, well, shounen-ai at least, some angst.
Pairings: 1X3 2X3
Category: Angst
Anime Fandom: Gundam Wing
Summary: Duo reflects on the relationship of some very
close friends and how he wanted that relationship for himself.
Disclaimer: I
do not own the characters from Gundam Wing, if I did
I’d be rich, I’d be Japanese… Relena would not be at
all. Please don’t sue me, I’m actually a
vagrant.
There’s some time jumping in this, like different
points in the day and week, but I hope it’ll be obvious… O.o
The story is based on the song, the song is written in
full at the end of this.
Hope you enjoy it ^__^
Mr. Brightside
Duo shifted in his chair and stretched the muscles in
his neck by cocking his head left and right a few times. He knew the position he was sitting in was
causing the strain to those particular muscles, but he couldn’t tear his eyes
away from the scene to his left and this position, whilst uncomfortable,
afforded him the best view without it being obvious he was looking at all. Heero and Trowa, Trowa and Heero, together,
on Quatre’s sofa and so very together it made Duo’s eyes widen and his chest
hurt.
‘Damn Quatre,’ he thought to himself as he settled
once more and watched the couple entwine fingers and lean on each other, ‘I was
fine in my room. I was fine!’
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“Duo?”
Quatre called through the door whilst politely
rapping his knuckles against the wood.
“Yeah?”
Duo asked through the barrier, “What do you want?”
“Why don’t you come down for a while…” Quatre began
before he was cut off mercilessly.
“No!” was the sharp interruption. Quatre winced at the tone, harsh, but the
pain that crept into the word… it hurt Quatre so.
“Please Duo, please, for me? I…” Quatre said, before running out of
words. He stared at the door, “Can I
come in?” he asked.
There was silence for a short while before a quietly murmured
affirmative filtered through the pine to Quatre’s ears.
Quatre smiled as he grasped the handle and pushed the
door open. Duo’s room was a mess, as
always and the normalcy of this made Quatre smile. He was glad that Duo had not changed.
Duo was lying on his stomach, sprawled across his
bed. He was supporting himself on his
elbows, his eyes skimming over a doujinshi under his
nose. Quatre made his way over to the
bed and sat down next to the braided boy.
He placed a hand on Duo’s back, a sign of comfort, camaraderie and
hopefully understanding.
“Look,” he began, a little disgruntled that he had to
address the back of Duo’s head, “I know it’s weird, I don’t think any of us
were really expecting it…”
Duo snorted, but still didn’t turn to face the blond
heir.
Quatre shut his eyes for a moment before continuing,
“But it’s happened and they haven’t done anything wrong and you not…
interacting with us anymore, well, that’s what’s making it seem weird, making
it seem like their relationship is unacceptable.”
Duo was quiet, his shoulders stiff and shaking
slightly.
“Then why does it feel so… painful?” Duo asked, his
voice soft and hoarse and so drenched with the pain of loss that Quatre removed
his hand in shock.
“Duo,” he said with feeling as he stood up and moved
round to the other side of the bed and knelt down in front of the violet-eyed
man. Duo had shifted his face down so
that it was covered with shadows and hair.
Quatre grasped Duo’s face gently and turned the man’s face upwards so he
could look into his eyes, which were shimmering with the tears of unrequited
love, hurt swirling in their depths.
“Duo, you’re my dear friend and I’m sorry, so sorry,”
he said strongly, “that things didn’t turn out differently for you, but…” he
looked deep into Duo’s eyes, throwing all the conviction he felt into them,
“they’re my friends too, and they’re happy and I don’t want this situation to
come between any of us. We’ve been
friends for too long, we’ve been through too much and I won’t lose any of you.”
Duo pulled away from Quatre then and sat up straight,
his eyes wild and angry as they darted about the room.
“He kissed me, Quatre!” he yelled as he flung the
comic of the bed, “he kissed me and…” he choked on the tears, “and… and then…”
he grabbed at his chest as the feeling tore through his blood like fire, “and
then he chooses someone else!”
He slumped then, the ache becoming too much, and
sobbed into his quilt.
Quatre looked miserably upon his broken friend. It made his heart sting to think of the pain
Duo must be feeling, but he knew that acceptance needed to come, and come soon,
if any friendships were to be saved.
“But Duo,” Quatre said as he placed his arms around
the shoulders of the fallen man and embraced him with all the warmth and
affection he could muster, “it was just a kiss.”
“No!” Duo’s muffled reply came against Quatre’s chest
as he struggled to release himself from Quatre’s hold.
“Yes Duo, yes it was and you have to believe it,” he
reasoned as he clung to Duo’s bucking form until it fell still and an anguished
sob fell from Duo’s lips.
Quatre held him for some moments more before letting
go. Duo averted his face from Quatre’s
gaze and stared hard at the wall.
“Take a few moments and then come downstairs,” Quatre
said as he stood and made his way to the door, “for everyone’s sake,” he
finished as he left the room.
Duo continued to stare at the wall, “It was only a
kiss,” he said quietly to himself, “but… it felt like more.”
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Duo’s head snapped up.
Had he been dreaming? He looked
around, Quatre was still watching the film and Heero and Trowa were still sat
together on the sofa. He glanced at Wufei and noticed that Wufei was
watching him. He smiled widely and mimed
tired actions at him. Wufei watched him for a few moments more with an unreadable
expression before returning his attention to the television. What had that expression been, Duo
wondered? He stared at the television
without seeing it and thought on it for a while. Then it came to him. Pity, Wufei had
been looking at him with the eyes of one who felt sorry. Duo glared at the film in front of him, Heero
and Trowa, forever in his peripheral vision.
Was this going to be what his life was like from now on? Never being able to really move on, Heero and
Trowa always there, showing him that they had something he’d always wanted and
could now never have whilst the rest of his friends looked at him in pity,
whispering to each other how he’d been pushed to one side for another?
He glanced at the couple again, his eyes magnetically
drawn to them. It was almost… morbid,
no, masochistic. Seeing them together
made his stomach cramp and his heart leap in the most terrible way. He was jealous, and he always would be, he
wanted it and couldn’t have it, just like everything else in his lifetime.
‘How did it end up like this?’ he thought to himself
as his eyes were drawn once more to the love he would never have.
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Duo sat in the bar with his closest friends and
grinned to himself. This is what it was
meant to be like, friends and fun instead and loss and death. It was over now, so they could get back to
being normal teenagers, enjoying normal things.
He laughed as Quatre told a really bad joke and was heavily reprimanded
by Wufei for its awfulness.
“That’s a damn funny joke Wufei,”
Quatre said, slurring slightly as the alcohol wove through his system.
“Funny, my ass, Winner,” Wufei
snorted.
“Oh I don’t know,” Duo said, “I thought it was ok.”
“Then you’re obviously more drunk than the rest of
us,” Trowa said with a twinkle in his eye.
Duo smiled widely at the tall youth, “then you better
get the next round in,” he reasoned with a wink.
“You’re powers of deduction never cease to amaze me
Duo,” Heero said sarcastically as Trowa laughed and made his way over to the
bar to procure some drinks for their group.
“Hey, it made him get the drinks in didn’t it?” Duo
said as he leant back in his chair.
Heero shrugged and Duo toppled backwards as he leant
just that little bit too far in his enthusiasm.
Heero smiled slightly.
Trowa came back bearing a tray of drinks and took in
the scene. Duo flat on his back, Heero
suppressing a smile and Quatre and Wufei laughing so hard
that tears rolled down their faces. He
rolled his eyes and grinned as he put the tray on the table and walked round to
Duo. Kneeling down, he hooked his arms
underneath Duo’s armpits and dragged the boy into a sitting position, with Duo
leaning back into Trowa’s chest for support.
“Ouch,” he groaned as his head spun from the fall.
“You have to be more careful,” Trowa murmured into
Duo’s neck as he supported his weight.
Duo’s eyes snapped open. He wasn’t sure if it was the alcohol or the
close proximity of Trowa’s body, but he was suddenly
feeling decidedly warm.
“Uh… yeah…” Duo answered as he felt himself blush
under the intense stare of his emerald-eyed friend.
“Baka!”
Heero called over the table top as Trowa helped Duo to stand up. Duo pulled his tongue out at him, grabbed his
drink and took a swig.
“Gee, I need the bathroom,” he said quickly, “care to
come with, Quatre?” he asked as he grabbed the Arab’s
arm, who had been playing an intense game of ‘flip and catch the beer coaster’
with Wufei, and dragged him off to the toilets.
Once inside the safety of the men’s toilets, Duo let
go of Quatre’s arm, much to Quatre’s
relief.
“What was that about?” Quatre
demanded, throwing his friend a puzzled glance as he rubbed his arm where Duo
had snagged him.
Duo’s eyes darted about the whole room and Quatre cocked his head to the side and regarded his friend
with all the confusion he felt.
“Guess what?” Duo said excitedly as his eyes finally
came to rest on Quatre. He bounced up and down on the balls of his
feet with the thrill of it all.
“What?” Quatre enquired
eagerly, his friend’s excitement infectious in its intensity.
Duo glanced from side to side, before leaning close to
Quatre’s face as if to divulge the largest of
secrets.
“I think Trowa’s really
sexy!” he whispered in delight before leaning backwards and rocking on the
balls of his feet.
Quatre’s
eyes widened, “No!” he squealed in obvious delight.
“Yes!” Duo exclaimed with glee, grinning as widely as
was possible.
“Oh wow, that’s amazing. What are you going to do?” Quatre asked, his eyes so wide with
the amazement of it all that Duo expected them to roll right out of his head.
“My dearest Q-ball,” Duo said with a sly smile, “I am
going to practice the art of seduction on young Mr. Barton.”
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The Killers – Mr. Brightside
I'm coming out of my cage
And I’ve been doing just fine
Gotta gotta be down
Because I want it all
It started out with a kiss
How did it end up like this
It was only a kiss, it was only a kiss
Now I’m falling asleep
And she’s calling a cab
While he’s having a smoke
And she’s taking a drag
Now they’re going to bed
And my stomach is sick
And it’s all in my head
But she’s touching his—chest
Now, he takes off her dress
Now, let me go
I just can’t look its killing me
And taking control
Jealousy, turning saints into the sea
Swimming through sick lullabies
Choking on your alibis
But it’s just the price I pay
Destiny is calling me
Open up my eager eyes
‘Cause I’m Mr Brightside
I’m coming out of my cage
And I’ve been doing just fine
Gotta gotta be down
Because I want it all
It started out with a kiss
How did it end up like this
It was only a kiss, it was only a kiss
Now I’m falling asleep
And she’s calling a cab
While he’s having a smoke
And she’s taking a drag
Now they’re going to bed
And my stomach is sick
And it’s all in my head
But she’s touching his—chest
Now, he takes off her dress
Now, let me go
I just can’t look its killing me
And taking control
Jealousy, turning saints into the sea
Swimming through sick lullabies
Choking on your alibi
But it’s just the price I pay
Destiny is calling me
Open up my eager eyes
‘Cause I’m Mr Brightside
I never...
I never...
I never...
Hehehe ^___^; yeah, it ended abruptly I realise, but it just didn’t seem to
need more… or I couldn’t think of more… which is more likely.
Let me know what you think, okay?
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