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This Bottle of Wine	By : kitty163 Category: Gundam Wing/AC > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 712 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own or make any money off of Gundam wing or the characters belonging to the show. I also do not own or make money off of the song.

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Song: This Bottle of Wine

Artist: Maria Mena

Couple: Quatre x Duo

I down this bottle of wine

I don’t know how to feel but

I don’t mind the buzz

As the night moves slow you

Look more and more like

Someone I could love tonight

Without the fuss

I’m not drunk, at least…not yet. Though I am well on my way. Downing the last of my bottle, I could feel the disapproval next to me. I have to say, normally I would stop whatever it was that I was doing if I knew someone didn’t like it. Not now though. Things were starting to get fuzzy around the edges and I couldn’t force myself to care what Chang thought of me in that moment.

It just…wasn’t fair. Why did Heero, Trowa and Wufei get paired up when they were all lusting after each other? I, on the other hand, couldn’t manage to get one assignment with the man I wanted. I just needed human contact. Preferably with a small blue-eyed blonde, though…the stronger my buzz got, the more inviting Wufei’s lips looked. Not my first option, and certainly not a good idea but if I had another bottle of wine, I might consider giving it a shot.

Damn. I’m out.

And these feeling

I don’t know if you’ve been there

I don’t think I can go there again

He’s not stupid. I know he knows I’m watching him. I act like I’m not, and so does he. There is the possibility that he isn’t aware of why I’m always staring at him. Everyone thinks he’s overly innocent, but I’m not so sure. He may act like he doesn’t know why I watch him, but I swear I can feel his eyes on me when I’m not looking.

Don’t analyze me

There’s no apparent link between

The days that he leaves and my

Recurring dreams

And how I just can’t sleep

Unless I’ve had a drink or five

I really wish they would stop staring at me. I get it. I really do. They don’t understand why I drink. Not that I would expect them to. Hell, I’m not sure I understand why I drink.

I mean, sure, Winner was called out on a solo mission, but everyone gets solo missions. Though, I don’t drink this much if it is one of the other pilots. Nope, just him. I understand that he’s a Gundam pilot, it’s just…what if? I don’t really worry about the other three when they go off, but Quatre…

I keep having these horrific dreams that he’ll die while he’s away. Or that he’ll get tired of the war and just decide not to come back. Or that he’ll get captured by OZ. Damn, no wonder I can’t sleep when he gets solo missions. I empty the rest of my glass before heading to bed. I could tell them that my drinking has nothing to do with the blonde, but I don’t lie…except maybe to myself.

Oh these feelings

I don’t know if you’ve been there

I don’t think I can go there again

I can’t do it. I want to, but I can’t. He came back with a small scratch on his forehead, and I wanted nothing more than to hold him close and kiss it away. I did give him a quick hug as a welcome back, but I had to let go. Just touching him, being so close, being surrounded by his scent…it was almost physically painful. Even worse than having to step back? The way Quatre’s entire body seemed to tense up when I slid my arms around him.

Oh these feelings

I don’t know if you’ve been there

I don’t think I can go there again

He’s my friend. Nothing more. I have to remember that. Why did I have to go and hug him like that? At least watching him from a distance wasn’t doing any harm. Now I know he’s never had feelings for me. Really, who was I kidding? The blonde was pure, hell, knowing my luck, he’s probably a virgin. The thought of being intimate with another male was probably repulsive to him.

I sighed as I sat on my bed. This wasn’t fair. Not that my life was ever fair. It didn’t matter, I wouldn’t touch him again. Touching him would only hurt myself in the long run. Hearing the bedroom door shut, I didn’t bother to look. Trowa and I were sharing the room, so I already knew who it was. I rolled over, hoping he would take the hint.

Trowa was the only one who knew about my feelings for the blonde. I had thought they were together and after a night of drinking, had confronted the taller pilot. He had immediately set me straight. He seemed to be waiting for me to start talking, but I remained silent. I didn’t want to talk about Quatre right now. He didn’t move for the longest time, but when he finally did, it wasn’t toward his own bed. He was never very talkative, but he was a great listener. I asked him if we could talk about it tomorrow because I knew he wouldn’t just let it drop.

“I knew I shouldn’t have hugged him, alright? I know how bad of an idea it was, but he was hurt and I had to-”

“You call one little scratch being hurt?”

It took me almost a full four seconds to realize that it wasn’t Trowa that had spoken. What was Quatre doing in my room? What did he want? Oh no…what had I just said to him? As if I hadn’t messed things up enough with him.

“Talk to me.”

I couldn’t talk to him about this. Hell, our friendship was already hard to keep. I know he doesn’t like me drinking. He avoids me as much as humanly possible when we stay in the same safe house, and me…well I can hardly talk to him without feeling foolish.

“I don’t know what you want to hear.”

“How about the truth?”

I down this bottle of wine

I don’t know how to feel but

I don’t mind the buzz

I think I drank too much before he got back because I actually did what he said. I told him everything. How I felt about him, how it killed me when he left on solo missions…how scared I was that he would hate me now.

After I had finished talking, I had thought that my buzz was fading, but I must have been more drunk than I thought, because I swear he pulled my face close and let his lips touch mine. Then he was gone from the bed and I knew my mind had played a trick on me. Of course he left. I knew he would, I expected it. It still hurt.

“Scoot over. I told Trowa to sleep in my bed tonight.” I didn’t move for a few moments while what he said sank in. when I did move, I was surprised that he climbed in right next to me and pulled the blankets around us. “Sleep. We will talk in the morning.”

“Quat?” He looked at me, but didn’t say anything. I dipped my head forward to give him a quick peck on the lips. “Don’t leave.” I felt like my body was buzzing when he put his arms around me and tucked his head under my chin. I have to say…I liked the way my body was tingling now much more than how it felt after I drank wine.

A/N Hope you enjoyed, I have no idea what i was thinking but I liked the song (which I do not own or make any money off of.) Rate and Review.
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