04-March-2001
Title: Love Lies Bleeding in My Hand Part 1/3
Authors: Enigma & Ryoko 03
E-Mail: EclecticAnimeFan@aol.com & Ekitten3@aol.com, respectively.
Written: February & March, 2001
Rating: R
Pairings: (5x3) (1x2)
Category: Angst Yaoi Suicide-Attempt Death (?) Violence AU-OOC
Enigma Story Category: Gundam Nightmares
Archive: GW Addiction, Sweet&Sweet
Warnings: Angst, yaoi, violence, suicide attempt, death (?), AU-OOC, sap,
Disclaimers: We don't own any of the Gundam Wing Universe. Of course we aren't not making any money off this story. It's written out of sleep deprivation, so please don't sue us, we only have our dreams to share.
Notes: Wufei has made a terrible mistake in battle which leads to a frightening decision. Trowa stops him, but can he protect the fragile boy afterwards? And who will protect Trowa as well?
It was a mistake. An accident. A simple error. Really, that's all it was. Yet someone felt he needed to die for it just the same.
Upon returning from a mission, Chang Wufei had gone straight to the storage area of the safehouse all five Gundam pilots were sharing and found a long piece of rope. He walked into the front yard where the only trees sturdy enough to suit him were located and began making a very final selection.
Inside the house, Trowa Barton had heard the return of his lover and was surprised when the Chinese boy didn't come straight in as he usually did after a mission with the other pilots. Wondering what was keeping him, Trowa went to a window and what he saw terrified him.
In a sturdy oak tree, was a sight thought lost to the annals of history. Hanging from a branch was a rope tied in place with a hangman's noose woven from the end of it. Knowing this meant only one thing, the French teen was out of the house at a dead run.
Rushing to prevent a tragedy in the making, Trowa tackled the suicidal Wufei to the ground, shouting, "Oh NO you don't!!!" He held him down bodily to insure there would be no further self-destructive actions taken.
The noose dangled in the background as the Chinese boy lay beneath the French teen, sobbing as if his heart had broken. Trowa said forcefully, "You do it and I swear to *God* I'll shoot myself!!"
To his surprise, Wufei moaned and cried more. Shaking his head, the smaller teen stuttered out bitterly "d-d-don't l-l-leave me!!!"
His lover quietly reassured him, "I'm not. I love you, koi, zutto." He continued to try to calm him, "Shhhhhhh..." He cradled the smaller boy and rocked back and forth gently. "Shhhhh... s'okay... don't be afraid, I'm here..."
Wufei's crying started to ease up into little hiccups, "Tr-tr-trowa? i-i-i'm fr-fr-frightened!" He whimpered and moaned as the fear continued to hold him captive.
"Shhhh..." Trowa continued to rock his lover and croon comfortingly to him.
"just hold me..." the black haired boy begged as the whimpering slowly faded away. "don't let them hurt me... please... i don't want you to die!"Confused but not letting go, Trowa reassured him saying, "Okay... it's alright, Fei-kun... I love you... no one's going to hurt you..."
Wufei in turn curled tightly around lover's body. "Angel, please, forgive me..." He turned his head and looked at the noose still dangling from the tree, he could still hear it calling to him, and he shivered violently in his lover's arms torn between life and death.
"Of course, koibito... " Strong arms cradled his lover gently as the tall bishounen glanced up at the noose and frowned. Then Trowa stood in a single fluid motion and, still holding his lover, returned to the safehouse.
Body totally limp and exhausted, Wufei barely felt the motion, preferring to listen to his lover's reassuring breathing. He whispered out, "...angel... feel so tired..."
"Shhhh... just rest, dragon. Do not worry, I am here..." Trowa kissed his lover tenderly and sat down on the couch, still cradling his koi concern clear to see in emerald-green pools.
"Hai... angel... koi..." Very tired from a near miss with death and a mission gone horribly wrong, he eagerly sought peace in his lover's arms. The feeling of being loved pushed away some of the fear and horror he had faced so far that day.
Trowa continued to cradle his lover and hummed softly, the low notes soothing the other boy further still.
Wufei turned instinctively to the soft sound and relaxed slowly, his body resting where it was safe from any harm. He breathed out softly, "…love you, tro..."
Equally softly his lover pledged the same, "And I you, Wufei." The French teen hummed more and gently stroked his koi's hair, an action which would soothe them both.
With a sadness beyond words, Wufei protested that he was not worthy of the effort. "But you do not know what I did."
"That doesn't matter," Trowa stated flatly yet with love. "I could forgive you anything."
"No, oh no! Not this! No one can forgive this!" Wufei insisted and fell into another crying jag.
Confident above all things, Trowa held him tighter, wondering what could cause this sort of reaction in his usually-calm and controlled lover. "Shhhh... there is nothing that I cannot forgive of you, Fei-kun. Ai shiteru."
Head shaking a negative, Wufei spoke words he could barely stand to speak, "but I--I--I nearly killed Duo today!" Tears streamed down the golden skin, as he made no effort to hide his emotions.
Stunned for a moment, Trowa did not react immediately, but then he tightened his hold fractionally, asking, "What happened, koi? Please, tell me."
Terror filled the coffee-dark eyes, as Wufei seemed to struggle to get free. "No, no! I--I--I can't!" Suddenly stronger as the fear returned, Wufei tried to get up to run back to the tree where the noose still awaited him. "I don't deserve to live!"
Trowa's own strength seemed to increase as he tightened his arms around his lover as well as wrapping both legs around the boy's torso. Insistent, he proclaimed, "ENOUGH!!! I will not let you kill yourself because of--of some accident! I won't allow it! Not today, not tomorrow, not twenty years from now! Damn it, think! What will it even solve?!"
Not waiting for an answer, the slender teen continued, "I'll tell you what *will* happen, though! You'll wind up responsible for ONE death, and it WON'T be accidental!!! Now stop for a goddamn minute and THINK, Chang Wufei!!!"
Softly, he begged his love to see reason as he paraphrased the words of a song, "Do you really want to hurt us? Do you want to make me cry?"
Wufei still felt an overwhelming need to run yet would not hurt the boy he loved to get away. A small voice in the back of his head told him that the tree would still be there tomorrow and the next day, since Trowa could not watch over him forever. But the words made him stop and think it over and his heart broke once more. Sagging into his lover's arms he moaned softly and trembled.
"But if I die by my own hand," he shook violently as the truth came to light, "then Heero and Quatre wont have to kill me for what I have done..." He sobbed softly as he added, "...and neither will you."
Trowa spoke sternly, yet he almost felt broken. "No one died. It was an accident. No one is killing *anyone*, PERIOD!!!" Shaking slightly, he added, "Don't even say anything like that. Please..."
Wufei sighed and shook his head, getting Trowa's shirt wet with his hot tears. Flashes of memory of the accident involving Deathscythe being caught in the cross-fire of ShenLong's guns ran through the Chinese pilot's memory. "You didn't see it, koi. You don't know! It was an accident, truly, but that is *not* what the others saw!"
Firmly, Trowa insisted in no uncertain terms. "No. One. Is. Killing. ANYONE!!!"
Emerald-and-gold flecked eyes glared towards the door, where two of the other three pilots were standing silently. The glare held a silent promise that if any harm came to Wufei, the pilot of the Gundam HeavyArms would not hesitate to strike against the other two with extreme prejudice. "Not you. Not Duo. Not Heero, or Quatre, or even me. NO ONE!!!"
The small boy who was still held tightly in place felt the tightening in his lover's chest and turned his head. Red-rimmed eyes saw Heero and Quatre standing glaring at the scene before them and Wufei assumed that it was too late.
"No! Do not come closer! Trowa is NOT involved!" He tried to move to protect Trowa but couldn't break free. He was torn by fear for his lover's well being and a need to face justice as he understood it in his present delirium.
Trowa still refused to let go of the smaller pilot. "No. How many times must I repeat myself, *Wufei*? You aren't going ANYWHERE, and NO ONE is getting hurt."
He looked at the opposing pilots and stated with menace in his tone, "Got that, *Yuy*, or should I write it all down for you in small easy-to-understand words?"
Heero responded with a growl. "Let him go, Barton. If he thinks he can face me then let him. It is," he continued in a snarling and sarcastic tone, "the 'honorable' way to deal with things! He hurt Duo and he needs to face that right now!"
A single powerful fist was raised in both threat and an invitation to do harm. "And as for needing to use small words..."
Quatre interrupted his angry friend. "ENOUGH!! It was an ACCIDENT, Heero. Calm down... OR ELSE!!!" Aquamarine eyes gained a look similar to the one he would attain on the 'Zero System' as he pointed out coldly, "Duo is shaken enough by everything. I seriously doubt murdering his best friend will help matters, and neither will Trowa's killing you afterwards! Now CHILL OUT!!!"
Furious, the Japanese pilot spun to stare at Quatre. "Damn you, Winner! Duo is more than 'shaken up'! Or didn't you see him before the ambulance took him?" He turned back to the two on the couch and approached menacingly. "As for you, Chang, GET UP! Stop hiding behind your lover boy and face me like a man!"
Angrily, Quatre shouted, "HEERO...!" only to be cut off by Trowa.
In one fluid movement, the tallest of the pilots let go of Wufei, stood up and punched Heero, nearly breaking his nose. Trowa's own hand stung from the force he put behind it, but he had had MORE than enough.
In a low, dark voice he stated, "Enough. Duo was hurt, yes. It was an accident. If you cannot accept that, then fuck you. Consider our friendship at an end. Now!!!" He took a ragged, angry breath. "I will NOT allow you near Wufei until you calm the fucking hell down. You want to fight someone? Fine. Fight me. Or are you so sure that you can beat an uke in a fight that you aren't even bothered? If that's the case, then I'll just have to kick your ass anyway."
Shocked by the suddenness of Trowa's movements, as well as unexpected mention of the specifics of their sexual relationship, Wufei was temporarily frozen but gasped out, "Trowa! No!"
Heero simply lay on the floor wiping the blood off his face and then, with a snarl of pure rage building up, he launched himself back to his feet and straight at Trowa. "So, you want to fight, Barton? Fine! Come on!" As the Wing pilot circled a bit he found something funny and laughed bitterly, "Hell, you're *uke* to a little shrimp like him? Gods, that's too rich! I shoulda'..."
Angrily, Quatre interjected, "IF you forgot, Heero, you play uke to Duo! Or is THAT the reason you're so pissed off? The fact that he wont be able to screw you silly whenever he feels like it for awhile?"
Trowa's response to that was another blow to the shaggy brown head, effectively shutting Heero up. There was no way in hell that the tall youth was letting the aggravated Japanese teen anywhere near his distraught lover, even if the price was injury to himself. He dropped into a fighting stance, eyes narrowed.
"Are you going to *try* to hit me," Trowa asked in a cool tone, "or am I going to have to beat the shit out of you while you stand there like an idiot?"
Heero stood with a strange grin on his face as he sized his opponent up briefly. "I always wanted a chance to fight you, Trowa. Damned good of you to give me an..." A fist came flying at Trowa's head but it was merely a distraction for the roundhouse kick that followed it up, taking the taller pilot to the floor easily. "...EXCUSE!!!"
The tall boy went down, the breath completely knocked out of him. He had blocked the punch but missed the kick. Instantly berating himself for falling for one of the oldest tricks in the book, he attempted to stand up.
Still spinning from the kick, Heero landed in an offensive posture and looked for yet another opening. "Well, aren't we impressive, uke-boy!" He snarled, prowling towards Trowa and showing no signs the conflict was over. "You think your pretty little lover over there is going to come save your ass now? Or do you think you can face me solo?" His words were bitter and the pain of fear over his own lover shown through, but no one cared, there was too much blood on the floor at that point.
The green-eyed teen managed to get to his feet, staggering slightly as he dropped into a defensive stance. He glared at the other boy, noting that Heero was starting to show signs of concern for Duo. He shot a sidelong glance over at Wufei to make sure that his koi wasn't going to do anything foolish--as if fighting one of your best friends was a smart move!--before returning full attention to Heero.
"I'm not... impressed..." he struggled to say; the French teen knew he was in trouble, but better him than the Chinese boy. "Bet you... can't take me... down... again...."
The Wing pilot had no intention of letting Trowa off the hook now. He was angry and hurting, but fighting made him feel as if he had some control over matters and so the battle continued. "Take you down, asshole?" he jeered, teeth bared, "I'm going to take you down and make sure you stay that way!" Hand raised in a tight fingered position key to several martial arts style, he went for a disabling blow.
Unable to withstand watching the two pilots fight, Wufei found hidden strength to move unexpectedly into the room in an attempt to break up the fight.
"STOP!!!" the Chinese youth screamed at both boys, but he came between the two combatants at just the wrong moment. Aiming for Trowa's throat, Heero landed a powerful blow to the smaller boy's jaw, knocking him unconscious as his body was flung towards Quatre.
End Part 1
Enigma and Ryoko
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