12-Aug-2001 revised
Title: Hers, Yours, and Mine 6/?
Author: Sony_Mouse the mouthiest, mousiest mouse I know :)
Pairings: 1+2+1 (sadly R+1 in the past), 3+4+3
Warnings: ANGST (OH DEAR GOD YES...), OOC (I don't think so, but you may), Language (what's an angst without language)
Disclaimers: Note mine, never will be, cept for Lizzy, and Nate. Oh and thanks to Lady Shinigami against for helping me.
ARCHIVE: ALL past parts and other fics can be found at Gundam Wing Addiction (www.gwaddiction.com)
SPORTS RANT and UPDATE: Again my fic, so I can write these if I want. The mighty and courageous Toronto Maple Leafs suffered a small blow yesterday losing to the NJ Devils 4-2. BUT we all know who is the better team. In a few short days the Leafs will play against the Devils for the seventh game in the Best of Seven Series. The winner will go on to the semi finals. GOOD LUCK LEAFS :)
The Toronto Raptors will be playing against the EVIL Philadelphia Seventy-Sixers, in their hometown of Philadelphia tomorrow, Wednesday the 8th This is the second game of the Best of Seven series, and so far the Raptors have one 1 game. GO RAPTORS GO. EVERYONE must wear purple for them tomorrow ( I don't care where you live, and ESPECIALLY if you live in Philadelphia). CATCH THE PURPLE FEVER!!! (Lizzy's going to be wearing a purple Pjs just for the occasion :) And Nate can wear blue, just for the Leafs
And now back to our regularly programmed series, Much Ado about Hockey (joking, joking, geez you all need to lighten up :)
From Part 5: Endless Waltz
Duo leaned back against the cold wall, shutting his eyes to prevent the tears from escaping. "Well Wufei, what can I say to that?"
"I don't know."
"I...I think I miss him."
In Duo's eyes, the night had been more or less a disaster, although he hadn't really been expecting anything else. After his talk with Wufei, Duo's uneasiness in public seemed to subside for the moment. He felt dead inside, and didn't really feel like staying for the rest of the party.
He spent the next half an hour convincing Quatre and Trowa that he had spent enough time at the party and was ready to go home. The kids also seemed to be tired out from the dancing and talking to too many stuffy, boring and usually fat and rich aristocrats.
Saying their farewells, the group left the building and waited patiently for their limo to show up. Nate was tucked in Duo's arms, and was already fast asleep, as Lizzy kept nodding off and leaning against Duo's side. It really would've been a cute sight, if a gloomy cloud hadn't been hanging over Duo's head.
Both Trowa and Quatre tried to strike up various conversations with their once hyper friend, but Duo didn't even bother with a smart-ass comeback. To both young men, he looked simply exhausted.
The ground was wet, as it had been raining, and splashes could be heard as the car drove up to meet them. Without a word Duo entered the car, still carrying Nate, and dragging a sleepy Lizzy behind him. Sharing looks of worry, the two lovers followed Duo's example, hoping to get the story out of him later.
Not even bothering to say good-bye, Duo waved the limo away, giving the two passengers a look saying that he would be ok. Tuning around, he did a quick juggling act as he tried to unlock the door with Nate still unconscious in his arms. But his skills of breaking an entrance prevailed, and the small dysfunctional family soon entered the house, just happy to be home.
It took most of Duo's energy just to get the dead weight Nate into his little blue and white Pajamas and tucked into Duo's bed. What little energy remained, Duo used to help Lizzy into her bright purple and white pajamas, turned off the lights, and climbed into bed with her, still dressed in his infamous priest's outfit.
As soon as his head hit the pillow Duo started to fall asleep. He was truly exhausted, inside and out. But before sleep could take over his weary mind, Duo heard Lizzy's soft voice pipe up beside him.
"Duo... do you have a girlfriend?"
Trying hard not to laugh at the innocent question, Duo rolled over to face his young girl.
"No, I don't, and I never did."
"B-but, didn't you ever want kids?"
"No, I can't say I did. Well maybe I would've, but at the time it just didn't seem very realistic. And I was happy with what I had."
"What was that?"
"My very own lover."
"But I thought you said..."
"It was a guy."
"Oh... I didn't know you could have a boyfriend."
"Sure you can, Trowa and Quatre are boyfriends."
Sounding very disappointed; Lizzy turned her gaze away. "Oh"
Not liking the sound of that, Duo gently reached over and brought Lizzy's eyes to meet his own again.
"What's wrong?"
"I just thought that maybe you would be happy with a girlfriend."
"I could be happy with a boyfriend!"
Getting slightly upset, Lizzy raised her voice, but Duo could hear it was strained. "But you weren't were you, or else why isn't he still here, and why are you so sad? Is it because we came to live here? Did we scare him away when we arrived?"
Stopping her from continuing the heartfelt questions that were way too close to the truth for Duo's comfort, he pulled the upset girl into his warm embrace.
Duo realized that she must have noticed his state of mind the whole evening, and probably blamed herself for somehow being the cause of it. Stroking her light hair, and calming her down with his words, she slowly calmed down.
"Yes I... I was very happy. I'm just sad because I lost the happiness, that's all. But don't you worry. You're not to blame for him leaving me, if anything you'll just make me happy again. Go to sleep, and don't worry about me. It'll be better, I promise."
He kissed her on the forehead and watched as she fell nodded off. Duo soon followed Lizzy's example and fell asleep on his own, truly wondering if things were ever going to be better again.
1 month after the end of the war...
Duo stared up at the house he and Heero had just purchased. It was the biggest piece of crap he had ever seen and he loved every inch of it. They had bought it because both boys loved fixing things up. They could help restore their own house, together. It was like a dream come true.
Coming up from behind the happy boy, Heero placed his hands around Duo's thin waist and placed a soft kiss on the side of his pale neck.
"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmm, you taste good. So what do you think?"
"I love it! I can't wait to get started on it." Reaching over his own head, Duo lightly stroked his lover's disheveled hair.
"Glad you approve, now let's get to work."
Duo swatted him in protest.
"Awww, all work and no play makes Heero a dull, dull boy." Taking the swat as an act of war, Heero rushed Duo and pinned him to their new lawn.
"Hn, I'll show you who's dull." He leaned down and placed a hungry kiss on Duo's waiting lips.
"Mmmmm, taste like mint...hey! You've been using my lip balm again, haven't you?" Heero just smirked as he shut the smaller boy up with another needy kiss.
"Tsk, tsk Heero, you'll have to do better than that against the great Shinigami." Pushing Heero off of him, Duo made his getaway, laughing as Heero tripped in an attempt to get up and chase the young man he would spend the rest of his life with.
They both ran through their house, which was now filled with boxes full of one silly thing or another that Duo had insisted on buying. Not much of it remained standing when they both sped past the old boxes.
After awhile Duo couldn't hear any running behind him, and he slowed down to a stop.
"Heero?? Oi, Heerooooooooooo? Where are you, Man O' mine? You can't hide from me, that's my bit."
Turning around a corner, Duo was taken by surprise as a warm body pushed him up against the wall.
"Damn it Heero, you nearly gave me a heart attack."
"Hn, you should've been paying better attention."
"Well I wasn't, so let me go."
"No, I think I like having you like this."
"You let me go or I'll..."
His protests were silenced by a soft kiss nudging his lips open. Each kiss impaired his speaking ability, until Heero could wait no more and slid his tongue in to take complete control over the other's protesting mouth. The kiss lasted nice and long, causing Duo to give in to it and move his arms around Heero's neck.
Deciding to take the offence again, Duo ground his hips into Heero's erection, cause his own to become painfully hard. But as soon as the braided boy heard Heero moan into his mouth, he knew he had lost the battle for dominance. Somehow through all the kissing and wandering hands, Duo managed to wrap his legs around his lover's waist as well, giving him a subtle hint of what he really wanted.
Taking his cue, Heero picked up his willing partner while attacking the soft flesh of Duo's smooth neck, and headed towards their brand new bedroom, equipped with brand new bed and all. It had never been used to date, but was about to have its endurance tested.
Laying the smiling boy down onto the bed, Heero continued his assault while at the same time trying to take off his shirt. Duo assisted him by eagerly unzipping his pants, doing his best to speed the process up. Both boys were so caught up in their need to get undressed as quickly as possible that they didn't even notice the three bodies standing at their bedroom doorway.
Coughing loudly, Wufei quickly got their attention, but was startled when both boys were so surprised that they fell off the bed with a loud thump in their attempt to separate from each other. Jumping to his feet, Duo ran to the other side of the bed to welcome his friends as he tried to get his torn shirt back on.
"Quatre, Trowa, Wu-man, I'm so glad you guys were able to come. Heero's glad too, aren't you Heero?"
From the other side of the bed, they heard a very curt, monotone and unconvincing, "Sure... ". Though no movement was made by the fallen pilot to stand up.
Quatre yelled over nervously but with a knowing smirk. "You okay there, Heero?"
Pushing his friends out of the room, Duo assured them of Heero's safety. "Don't worry about him, he's just ummmm relaxing, I think I'll help him, we'll be down in a bit. I hope you guys brought food, I'm starved."
"Ahhh, enough Maxwell, just hurry up and meet us downstairs."
Closing the door on his friends, Duo leaned back against the wooden frame and stifled his laughter as soon as he saw his glaring boyfriend. "Oi Heero, need any help?"
"Hn."
"Awww is that all you've got to say for yourself." Duo walked seductively over to where Heero was still lying sprawled out on the ground. Leaning over he placed a chaste kiss on his lover's lips.
Liking the kiss, Heero leaned his head forward to steal another one. But Duo kept getting higher and further away until the normally stoic boy was on his feet and slowly chasing the retreating pilot.
"Mmm, Ni-ce Heero," Duo then leaned forward and slapped his partner on the behind, "But we've got company now, so move your lazy ass. It's party time."
Giving Duo one last kiss, Heero resigned himself to his unfortunate fate. "Hnnnn."
"I knew you'd agree, but try being more enthusiastic. Now finish getting dressed, we've got our first guests to entertain."
It wasn't until much later that night, after their guests had left, that Heero finally got his time alone with Duo. It had been hard to ignore the energetic beauty in front of him all evening, but he had somehow managed, though barely. And not wanting to wait until the got upstairs, he had claimed the braided boy right there in the unpacked living room first chance he got.
It was now late into the night, and the two young lovers were happily nestled in each other's arms. The windows were kept open, and the cool air caressed both their skins, which were not covered by either a blanket, nor clothing.
Holding the content boy in his arms, Heero squeezed tighter; just happy he could finally have this time alone with his lover. It had taken some convincing to get Duo to agree to leave his scrap yard with Hilde and try a life with him. But it had been worth it. And Heero was sure Duo thought so too.
Duo was never the open type with his deep feelings, so he had never told Heero that he loved him, but Heero was sure he saw happiness in those bright violet-eyes, and caught the young man smiling, really smiling at him more and more often.
It filled him with joy to think that he was making Duo happy, and maybe Duo would even open up enough to admit that. The house had definitely been good idea. For the first time in his life, Heero actually felt like things were going right him.
The stoic pilot could feel Duo shift slightly in his embrace and planted another soft kiss on his brow. Feeling like he wanted to talk, a rare occasion for the normally silent young man, Heero asked Duo a question he had put off asking for a long time.
"Duo!"
A sleepy eye blinked in the near darkness. "Yeah Hee-chan, what is it?"
"Do you ever think about the war?"
"Not when I don't have to. Why?"
"I was just wondering. The doctors sent me some reports on the damage received by your old Gundam. Apparently your self-destruct unit had stopped working."
Snuggling closer to Heero, Duo held him tightly. "Yeah I know."
"How?"
"Well I tried using it once, but it didn't work. Guess we both had bad luck in killing ourselves."
"So you would have killed yourself if you had too?"
"Oi, Hee-chan, don't sound so surprised. I may be a joker, but you should know I took that war seriously. Besides how many times did YOU try to kill yourself?" Hearing silence, Duo continued. "Uh huh, I thought so, I rest my case."
"If-if there was another war, would you fight again?"
"Of course I would. I'm Shinigami, indestructible. And if I had to die, you know I would. But I'm not giving you permission to go kill yourself. Remember we had a deal."
Turning serious, Duo reached up and cupped Heero's cheek in his hand. "Heero don't worry about it. First of all, there's no war and not going to be one for a long time, and second of all, you can't kill me. I've made it this far; no measly war would get me now. I'm afraid I'm destined to die eating a hotdog while I watch you rock in a chair on the porch in your old age. Now speaking of the porch, we still have to build it, so GO TO SLEEP!"
Heero was comforted a little by Duo's over confident words. But before he decided to put his worries aside for good, one last image of Duo bloody and beaten in a cell came to his mind. He had managed to save Duo that time, but...NO! Duo was right, he shouldn't worry; there was peace now; they were happy. That's all that mattered.
Breathing in the scent that was purely Duo, Heero slowly drifted off to sleep, dreams of his young lover assaulting his senses.
Eight MONTHS later...
The house had finally been completed. Both Duo and Heero were ecstatic, well as ecstatic as Heero got.
The two were enjoying a supper that Duo had cooked, he'd cooked a bit as a child, but nothing fancy. The two took turns learning new recipes, and trying them out on each other.
Grinning over at Heero, Duo brought a piece of the freshly cooked meal to his lips. His face remained smiling for about 1 second afterwards. Then his face contorted into disgust as he rushed to spit it out.
"Oh God Heero... it's horrible."
"Baka."
"Baka, eh! It's still better than your "Beef Roast" last week. And mind you, I use the term "Beef Roast" lightly."
"Hn, Baka."
"I give up, I give up, let's order some take out. I can't stand to look at this anymore."
Heero was about to stand up and do just that when he heard his laptop start beeping. Looking over at Duo in guilt, he hid his eyes.
"Do NOT tell me you left that on these last nine months. Oh whatever, just go answer it, and leave little ol' me alone to do the dishes. Besides what mission could they have for you a year after the war's ended."
Heero grinned at his lover before heading towards the bedroom. "Baka, My Baka."
Entering the dark chamber, Heero walked over to the laptop to flip the controls on. The image of a white haired man with 'goggles' for eyes graced the screen.
"Heero, we have a mission for you."
"Hn, I thought so."
"We need you to return to the capitol immediately. The Queen has shut herself off from the world. She won't even come out for her brother. Somehow this leaked out and the opposing groups are demanding that she take action against another country, or they'll do it themselves. They have already collected mobile suits ready to be used."
Without missing a beat Heero answered the old man. "I can't, you know my Gundam was destroyed."
The doctor seemed to blink for a moment before responding. "Your orders aren't to attack the opposing groups, but to go back to Relena. She's become like this because you left her. We expect to see you there in three hours, leave on the next flight."
"I can't just leave to go back to her, what about 02?"
"Don't worry about your fellow pilots. There will be no war if you resolve this quickly."
"I can't leave." Realizing what Heero had meant about 02, the doctor shook his head in frustration.
"This mission is more important than you getting laid. If you're so worried about his feelings then consider this. If war breaks out there will be only one Gundam available and up to standards to fight back, that would be 02's. And if he is sent it WILL be a suicide mission. If 02 even survived the initial attack, do you honestly think he'll survive when he's ordered to self-destruct in their primary base? His Gundam carries enough power to solve the problem by force. You want to get sentimental about this 01, then fine, but just remember your actions will always have a result, and they may or may not be what you want."
Looking like he was going to throw the computer out the window, Heero growled out his answer. "I'll think about it, 01 out" He then cut the connection slamming the first object he could find against the wall. He didn't stop there, and started to ransack the room.
Hearing the commotion, Duo made his way up to the bedroom and ran over to Heero, trying to calm him down.
"Heero! Heero, what is it?"
"It's...it's a mission."
Bringing Heero over to the bed to sit him down, Duo wrapped his arms around the upset young man.
"Heero, you'd think you were used to getting them by now. Don't worry about it, you've survived everything they could dish out before. And I'll be here when you get back, with more of my homemade surprise."
Grabbing Duo's shoulders roughly Heero stared him down. "Duo, if the doctors ordered you to take on any kind of suicide mission would you do it?"
"They're not asking you to do that are they?"
"No, they're not, just something like it."
"I thought you told me once that suicide missions were 'nothing you couldn't handle.'"
"Maybe I was wrong, just answer me, would you accept?"
"Yes, yes, yes, you know I would. I would gladly give up my life to prevent what I had to go through growing up. How could you doubt me on that?"
"What if I asked you not to, what if I asked just to ignore the doctors, would you?"
Heero's hands were starting to dig into his skin, and Duo was becoming worried. What could get Heero so upset? But he couldn't lie to that face, to those eyes. He runs, he hides, but he never lies...
"No, no I wouldn't. I would accept the doctors. I told you along time ago, the war comes first, I shouldn't have to explain that to you of all people."
Removing his hands from Duo's arms, he wrapped himself around the determined boy. "I know I-I just get scared that you'll leave me."
"Ha and here I thought it was me that was paranoid about such things. Relax Heero, unless you know something I don't, there's no war going on. And if there is, I assume your little mission will take care of it."
"Yes it will."
"Good then, no need to worry right now. Now let's go get those dishes clean." Duo started to get up but Heero grabbed his arm preventing him from leaving. "Duo, you know I love you."
"I know, I know, Heero." He then brushed the hand away as he left the room to get some work done.
Heero swung his packed bag over his shoulder. It didn't really contain clothes as much as things that would remind him of Duo. He knew he couldn't come back, one visit and there would be no way he could ever leave again. Taking a last look at the sleeping figure, he couldn't resist one last kiss.
Running his fingers through the silky hair, Heero planted a kiss on softly Duo's temple, followed by Duo's cheek, and finally Duo's lips. Noticing his lover was starting to stir, He whispered his final words into the air. "I'm sorry...I just couldn't lose you."
Running out of the room before Duo could realize what was happening. He slammed the door and ran like hell. He had to get away from that house, he thought he heard a voice in the distance, but there was no turning back.
Duo slowly opened his eyes, he thought he had heard something, it had sounded like Heero apologizing. Oddly enough he could even feel where Heero might have kissed him, but he didn't think Heero was leaving until tomorrow for his mission.
Sitting up he looked around the room briefly; Heero wasn't there, but after a closer inspection either were a lot of his possessions. His brush was missing, and so was a few pictures he had had laid out. Reaching to his neck he searched for the cool comfort of his golden cross. Startled, he looked down and found nothing. It was gone, and so was Heero.
Thinking back to the evening, realization finally hit him. Heero had left, and he wasn't coming back. Running to the window he started screaming out into the night. "You bastard, you get back here. Don't do this, don't you dare do this. HEEERRROOOOO!"
PRESENT
Quatre walked up to Duo's porch, shielding his eyes from the sun. There sitting quietly on the steps was Duo. He didn't move, or even make a sound at Quatre's presence, Quatre wasn't even sure if he knew that he was there.
"Duo, you ok? I see you made it out of the house today."
Looking up at Quatre, Duo tried to place a grin on his face but failed. "Yeah I'm fine. What's up?"
Sitting down beside Duo, Quatre tried to make himself comfortable. " We were worried about your reaction yesterday. I thought I would just pop on by on check up on you."
"You all seem to be doing that a lot lately."
'Well with the kids it's kinda necessary."
"Yeah the kids..."
"Did it really bother you that much to see that place again?"
"Yeah I guess so, I think what Wufei told me bothered me a bit more, but maybe it was a combination of the two."
"What did Wufei tell you?"
"I don't want to talk about it. You know I've started thinking about HIM a lot lately. I guess I'm just upset about remembering when he left me nine years ago. "
Quatre seemed to consider asking something he had wanted to ask for a long time, and finally decided to give it a shot.
'Duo, there's something that's bothered me about that whole situation."
"What? Heero leaving me, or me turning into an evil hermit."
"That's just it, you didn't turn into an evil hermit nine years ago."
"Didn't I?"
"No, in fact I remember you being completely happy, or at least appearing to be happy for at least a year or so afterwards."
"Well there you have it, I was only appearing to be happy."
"But Duo, that's not it, you were fine, you were hurt, but you were fine. I can't explain it. But I think it has something to do with that car crash."
"Just stop there. I don't want to talk about the car crash. It was my mistake for not repairing the thing properly. Just drop it."
"And you get defensive whenever I bring it up. When you called me that day, I found you unconscious in your house with a broken leg, already set might I add, and your car had been towed. How did you manage to get back to the house, and set your own leg?"
"Look, I learned some things from Heero ok! I don't see what this has to do with Heero leaving me, and that was over a year and a half after Heero left me. Could you just drop it!"
"That's when you changed, you know. It was the day I found you, you were lying unconscious on the ground, and you had had your first anxiety attack. You've never been the same since then, WHY?"
"I was in a car accident, don't you think that's enough reason, maybe it just knocked some sense into me."
"I don't believe you, you're lying."
"I NEVER LIE."
"You never used to, but you do now."
"Please Quatre, just drop it, I don't...I can't handle this right now. Please." Giving into Duo's pleas, he nodded once. Duo wasn't going to tell him now, no matter how much he asked him too.
"Fine Duo, I'm going to go see the kids now. Enjoy the view."
"I will." Duo didn't turn to see Quatre leave; instead his eyes focused on a tree about five blacks down the road. It still had a dent in it from a car crash that took place over eight years ago.
TBC...
I hope you guys aren't upset with what happened, it probably wasn't up to your standards or what you thought had happened. But if it makes you feel better (or worse). Like Quatre said, that's not what changed Duo...
(:./sony/hers6)
