02-Jul-2000

Okay,
I lied. I said 3 parts, but no sooner did I post the last part than my brain decided to come up with this part. But this is the last part...

So in the spirit of bonnejeanne and vonceia ... I present:

Category: Angst, Yaoi, Romance
Rating: NC-17
Pairings: 3x5
Spoilers: None
Warnings: Lemon alert! Yes, I threw in some lemon this time.
Feedback: C&C
Notes: I know I said 3 parts and I gave you three parts, but many felt it was incomplete and I agree. Mere minutes after posting pt. 3, my brain was working on a next part. This has more of a definitive ending. I hope

Disclaimer: Gundam Wing and its characters belongs to Bandai, Sunrise and Sotsu Agency and are only being used for non profit entertainment purposes.

Memory's Ghost by babaca

Epilogue

Wufei puzzled over the very cryptic message in his mail.

-- Meet me at old safehouse 387 Friday at 20:00 hrs. --

He wondered what was going on. Was it Preventer business? Did one of the guys of which he lost touch with need his help?

He didn't ask if anyone else if they received the strange note. The next night, he headed out on his motorcycle to the small house in the country that he and the others had spent time in during assignments at a time when there was war and they were gundam pilots sent to protect the colonies

The house looked pretty deserted. Wufei's suspicions started to elevated as rapidly as his pulse. 'Is this an ambush?' He cautiously entered the darkened room. He could see a single figure standing in the far corner crouched as if to attack.

Wufei cursed himself not bringing a gun, but since he was near a light switch, he hoped he could temporarily blind the assailant and knock whatever weapon they may have out of the hands before they recovered. That is IF the electricity was working. He flipped the switch.

The first thing he saw was the long brown bangs obscuring one eye. "Trowa?" asked Wufei.

"Hai."

"What are you doing here?" Wufei asked while trying to get his adrenaline down. "Why did you send me that note?"

"I could ask you the same thing," Trowa responded staring at the young man with the ponytail.

"Nani?"

"Did you write this?" Trowa asked, handing him a slip of paper with a message identical to the one he had received the day before.

"No, I didn't write this," Wufei stated, "I got the exact same note. What is going on?"

At that moment the videophone chimed. The two boys looked at each other then slowly approached the device.

"Ah, good you both made it I'm glad," said the voice of the young blonde Arab.

"Quatre? What's going on? What is the meaning of this?" Trowa asked.

"I'm sorry I tricked you into coming here, but I think after three years, it's time the air got cleared. Don't you agree?" Quatre asked.

"I don't understand. What is this about Winner?" Wufei blustered.

"It's about selfishness– Mine that is. Back when we were on the Peacemillion, I knew you two cared for each other. You both denied it, but I knew. Had I been more mature about the whole thing, I should have allowed Trowa to find out on his own the extent of those feelings. But I was young and in love and thought my love for you would be strong enough to keep you with me," he said staring directly at Trowa.

"Quatre, I was happy with you. You make it sound like I was condemned or something," Trowa ventured.

"Trowa, let me finish. Yes, you were happy, but there were times when you would get this faraway look in your eye. I would pretend you were thinking of your past, the one you didn't want to tell me about. But I knew you were thinking about him."

"I'm sorry."

"Don't be. You are allowed to think of others. But I hated it anyway. Every time you would go back to the circus to Catherine, I'm sure you thought I was jealous of Catherine, but in reality I was afraid you were going so you could find Wufei," the aqua eyed boy admitted.

"Quatre! I didn't know!" Trowa said genuinely surprised.

"Well, we're all older now. I'm now willing to let go so you can see if your true path is with Wufei or me," he said simply.

"Excuse me, but don't I get a say in this matter?" Wufei spoke up. "Quatre, isn't it a little arrogant of you to assume Trowa and I would want to get together? He's been happy with you for years."

"Arrogant? No. I'm just taking myself out of the equation to see what develops," Quatre smiled sadly.

"But if Trowa decides ..." Wufei started.

"That he needs you instead, then that's fine. This isn't a game, Wufei. I think we all need to know where we stand. So, I'll leave you to figure it out on your own. Goodbye," the blonde said as the transmission cut out.

"You know Wufei? You're right, that is pretty arrogant of him," Trowa said stewing slightly.

"I'm sorry, Trowa," was all Wufei could say. "We are not obligated to stay here..."

"Why is it people presume that I don't know my own mind?" Trowa asked.

"Must be the quiet thing. I get that a lot too from Sally," huffed Wufei.

"You never presumed to know me," Trowa said staring at the raven-haired man before him.

Wufei looked up and suddenly felt more shy than he ever felt in his life. "I don't presume to know anyone." He tried looking away from the beautiful green eyes but couldn't. 'Come on Chang Wufei you can maintain control! Stop staring.'

"Wufei," Trowa say with a slight smile, "You know we never _did_ finish our discussion on the Peacemillion." He slowly walked towards the blushing, stammering Wufei.

"Umm. Too many things happened. We were kids!" Wufei said as he found himself stepping backwards. Trowa's walk was too predatory, damn sexy and making him way too nervous.

"True we were kids," Trowa conceded. "But not anymore!"

"Tro– Trowa," Wufei stuttered while backed himself against a wall literally. "Do you know what you are doing?"

Trowa grabbed Wufei's face and said slowly, "Oh, yeah. I think so." And he proceeded to give a long, deep kiss.

Wufei debated with himself if he should fight this or not, but found his arms wrapping themselves around the taller boy.

"You have the sweetest lips, Wufei," Trowa purred. "I truly have missed them." He went for another kiss. Wufei's mouth opened slightly under the pressure and Trowa began to inhale deeply the tongue and sweet mouth of the boy, while removing the rubber band that held Wufei's hair.

"You don't know how many nights I thought about this, Trowa," Wufei moaned huskily when they came up for air.

"Can't be as many nights as I thought about it," Trowa said as he began to unbutton Wufei's shirt. If Wufei wanted to ruin this moment he might argue that at least he could act those thoughts out on Quatre as oppose to his own hand, but he didn't feel like ruining the moment. It had been too long, he didn't want to ruin it.

Trowa's hands rubbing his chest felt like fire to Wufei. When Trowa's mouth replaced those hands he felt he was in heaven. It was becoming really tough to concentrate, but Wufei did manage to say, "Shall we take this to another room?"

"Hai," Trowa agreed. Then on impulse, he picked Wufei up in his arms. The move surprised both of them. Wufei laughed. "Well, I guess I would have had a tough time walking." Together they entered the first bedroom they could find and Trowa gently placed Wufei on the bed before stripping down. Wufei followed suit.

Trowa placed gentle but insistent kisses all over Wufei's body. Wufei in kind would caress or kiss any real estate presented to him. Trowa looked up at the boy with a knowing smile before he set about flicking his tongue over Wufei's length. The little flicks and licks were maddening to Wufei, before Trowa took mercy engulfed the straining erection in one quick, fluid motion.

Wufei couldn't suppress the loud moan that erupted from his body. Trowa just smiled while continuing to drive the boy beneath him insane by changing pace. Sometimes fast, sometimes slow, but never bringing him to completion.

"Trowa, please!" Wufei pleaded, his hands clutching at the mattress, his hips wildly bucking seeking release.

"Since Quatre arranged this, I wonder..." Trowa said as he stopped his ministrations briefly to look into the dresser drawer by the bed. He found what he sought. He quickly kissed Wufei while opening the tube of lubricant.

Wufei was briefly disappointed with the interruption, but the kiss more than made up for it. The finger entering surprised him and he tensed up.

"It's okay, Wufei," Trowa whispered between kisses. "I won't hurt you. Just relax."

Wufei tried to relax. Trowa's sweet kisses helped. Then a second finger entered the discomfort was mild until Trowa's fingers grazed over a spot that made Wufei scream with pleasure. A third finger and now Wufei found himself rocking against the fingers looking for that sweet spot.

Once the fingers were gone, Wufei found himself mourning their absence. Trowa lifted Wufei's legs until the we over his shoulder and prepare his entrance into Wufei's body. He entered slowly. Wufei felt momentary pain. Not unbearable. Once Trowa was all the way in he stopped and waited for Wufei.

Wufei marveled at the sensation. A weird combination of pain quickly washed over by pleasure. He made a small noise of protest. Trowa took that as his cue. He pulled out almost as slowly as he entered, then plunged. Wufei squirmed because he felt the pace too slow. Trowa again slowly pulled back. At this point Wufei moved his legs from Trowa's chest and wrapped them around the boys waist trying to pull him deeper into his needy body. The pace then quickened. Trowa was really close. Wufei was so tight the sensations were incredible. He reached down to stroke Wufei's cock to the rhythm of his undulations.

The extra sensation of Trowa stroking him took Wufei over the edge. "GODS! TROWA!" he screamed as his milky essence erupted all over Trowa's stomach and his own. This caused a chain reaction. Wufei clamped down harder on Trowa's erection and seconds later, Trowa came hard, calling out Wufei's name before collapsing on top of the boy.

Once he stopped seeing the colors that exploded in his brain, he slowly withdrew from Wufei and held the boy close.

"Well, I would say that was worth waiting three years for," chuckled Wufei. Trowa found himself laughing as well.

"I think I would have to agree with you," Trowa smiled while kissing Wufei.

"Ah, so when do you go back to Quatre," Wufei asked. 'No point in putting this conversation off.'

"What are you talking about?" Trowa asked.

"Trowa, as pleasurable as this was, I am a realist. You are happy with Quatre, you will go back to him. I just need to know when."

"I thought you didn't presume anything about me," Trowa said.

"I'm not belittling this. This was incredible. I want nothing more than to stay here with you always. But it's not going to happen. I'm not trying to start a fight. I just need to know," Wufei sighed. 'When do I go back to being alone?'

"What if I said, I don't want to leave here or you?" Trowa asked seriously.

"I know you would mean it. But I also know it would be a lie. Your place is with..."

"Quatre. He's letting us figure out what we want. I want you," Trowa said.

"Yes, and I want you, but it's not going to happen," admitted Wufei. "Too much has happened. Circumstances change ..."

"And like Quatre you feel the need to push me to my destiny."

"Something like that."

"Am I so incompetent?" Trowa asked.

"Okay, if you had to choose right now, who would it be?"

"I guess both is out of the question?" smiled the green eyed boy.

"A menage? No. That's not an option. That's just icky. Tantalizing as a one time thing but just sick and pathetic as a long term solution," reasoned Wufei.

"You are both important to me. I love you and I love him," admitted Trowa.

"Thus, Quatre and I are correct in our assessment that we should guide you," Wufei continued. "But this time around, I promise not to vanish out of your life like I did in the past."

"And this?" Trowa waved to themselves in bed.

"If you are with him, there is no _this_," Wufei said, "But I will have nice memories of it though."

Trowa sighed. "Why do you have to be so rigid?"

"Because someone has to," said Wufei.

"Let's have this weekend. Just you and I. Sunday night we'll let reality come back to bite us. Is that what you want to hear?" Trowa surrendered.

"Let's stop talking and make every moment count," Wufei said as he reached for the tall boy for a kiss.

End Epilogue

See? I just can't seem to make them happy! Gomen nasai.

(:./babaca/memory4)