01-Jul-2000
Thanks for the nice comments, here's part 2:
Category: Angst, Shouen-ai (mild lime)
Rating: PG-13/R
Pairings: 3+5
Spoilers: Not really. Borrows from episodes 40 on to the end of
series.
Warnings: Mild Lime (wimped out on lemon), if m/m relationships
bother you, skip this part.
Feedback: C&C
Notes: Nothing but creative timelining. Oh yeah, and
'-denotes thoughts-'
Disclaimer: Gundam Wing and its characters belongs to Bandai, Sunrise and Sotsu Agency and are only being used for non profit entertainment purposes.
After Wufei encountered Trowa during his panic attack not too long ago, he found himself becoming attuned to the varying moods of Trowa. He got better at recognizing when an "attack" would come on. He would discreetly allow the boy to wander off quietly from the others then he would follow and talk him through them like he did the first time.
"Wufei, were we friends before?" Trowa asked one day after a seizure.
"Friends? I'm friends with no one," Wufei huffed.
"That's too bad. I think I would have liked you as a friend then," Trowa said as he removed the blanket.
"You did reach out to me as a friend once. I was at my weakest and you kept an eye out for me and got me through it," Wufei admitted.
"Like you're keeping an eye out for me now. Arigato, Wufei." Trowa said as he gave the Chinese boy a quick hug.
"I probably shouldn't be doing this. Quatre should probably be the one who–" Wufei stammered.
Trowa sighed. "Quatre is a wonderful person. But I can't help but think when I'm around him, I'm bring him nothing but pain."
"That can't be true! He loves you," Wufei insisted.
"Maybe too much then. He won't be honest with me. I sense that. He's afraid to tell me things. You keep things from me too, but I think if I pressed, you would finally tell me what is being kept from me."
Wufei looked at the tall, quiet boy with amazement. "You would be correct, if pressed I would tell you what you want to know."
"What is Quatre keeping from me? Tell me please. I know I can take it," Trowa asked seriously.
"It's not for me to say. It should come from him," Wufei found himself hedging.
"Wufei, please. Maybe he'll tell me someday, but I need to know now."
"Trowa," Wufei sighed. "Quatre was the one who is responsible for the state your in. He fired at you and Heero when you were trying to defend the colonies he was trying to destroy."
Trowa sucked in his breath for a moment. "Quatre was destroying colonies? Why?"
"Now that I'm not so sure about. It may have to do with the Zero system. Or maybe not."
"Why has everyone been keeping me from this?" Trowa wondered aloud.
"Well, in Quatre's case, I think he's afraid of your reaction to him. That you'll hate him..."
"I could never hate him. You would think he would know that." Trowa cut him off.
"As for the others, they are probably afraid the information would be too much for you. You are too fragile. No one wants to hurt you," Wufei surmised.
"Do they think I'm a child or something? They don't know me very well then," Trowa huffed.
"Hey, _you_ don't know you very well!" Wufei smiled at the peeved boy.
Trowa flashed an angry emerald eye at him before he stopped and laughed.
"Aa, true enough." The two boys left the room they were in, still engrossed in conversation and didn't notice that Quatre was watching them from another part of the corridor.
Trowa hopped into Gundam Wing Zero to save the colony that Catherine and the circus would be performing at. Quatre and Duo quickly followed. Heero and Wufei stayed behind. They had figured out the Zechs' ruse, even if Sally and the others hadn't figured it out.
Wufei was a little worried about Trowa being in his current state and in Wing Zero, but he wasn't going to let it show.
"Are you afraid that Zero will steer Trowa wrong? Or do you think it will drive him insane?" Heero asked Wufei.
"Nani?" Wufei jumped when he realized Heero was addressing him.
"I know you're worried about him. We all are. But it's a risk he willingly accepted, so I think we should all accept it as well," Heero said.
"He's not strong enough yet, but maybe this is for the best, Yuy," was all Wufei would concede before closing the subject.
After Zechs blew a small hole into the Earth, the pilots returned in a somber mood. Wufei noticed that Quatre and Trowa were talking. He could see the change in the tall, green-eyed boy. The look in his eye was a familiar look. 'Had Trowa gotten his memory back?'
Quatre was in a hyper, excited mood. "I realize this is a horrible time in history, but I feel I have to announce this. Trowa has his memory back!"
Noin and Sally gave Trowa a brief hug. He accepted it in his usual grace. Heero made his standard "Hn" comment. Duo also hugged Trowa.
Wufei didn't know what to do. "Congratulations, Barton. Maybe you won't get stupidly killed in this war." Then he left.
As Wufei walked back to his room, he couldn't understand why he was being mean to Trowa. 'Could it be I'll miss the time we spent together? Or because he'll be back to being at Quatre's beck and call again?'
Not too long after Wufei had returned to his quarters, Trowa stopped by. Wufei wasn't sure if he was up to the confrontation but he let the boy in.
"Wufei, what was that about earlier?" Trowa asked. "What's wrong?"
"Wrong? There's nothing wrong, Trowa. You've gotten your memory back, that's great," Wufei said weakly.
"I won't say I have every memory back, but I remember who I care about."
"Quatre."
"Not just Quatre. Is that what this is about?" Trowa asked. "I remembered all of you. I care about all of you. Heero, Duo, you."
"That's good to know, Trowa."
"You know Quatre asked me if there was something going on between us recently," Trowa said looking closely at Wufei.
"What did you say?"
"That there was nothing going on." Trowa then looked closer at Wufei. For a second he thought he saw ... anger? ... sadness? hurt, maybe in his onyx eyes before the resumed their usual cool state. "Is there something going on between us?" Trowa asked as he moved closer to the Chinese boy.
Wufei felt trapped. He was hurt that Trowa felt there was nothing going on between them. Now he's standing achingly close to him and asking ... "Trowa,"
"You said if pressed you would tell me the truth. I think I can take it," Trowa huskily.
"I don't know," Wufei managed to squeak out. "I care about you. But you have Quatre and–"
"You're evading the question," Trowa smiled as he slipped his arms around Wufei. "Is there something between us?"
"Umm ... You ... Quatre ..." Wufei found himself stammering.
"Wufei? Let's leave Quatre out of this for the moment. Is there?" Trowa asked as he leaned closer to Wufei his lips mere centimeters away from Wufei's.
Wufei found he couldn't think or evade at this point. "Kisama, of course there's something going on!" Then he pulled Trowa closer and kissed him. It started out more as a challenge than truly a kiss, but the dynamic changed. Both pulled back from the kiss a little surprised by the passion in it. Trowa gently stroked Wufei's cheek before closing in for another kiss. A slow, deep kiss. The warring of tongues was languid and sweet.
The clinch broken, Wufei stared up into deep emerald eyes. "Trowa," he said breathlessly.
Trowa breath was also just as labored, as he guided Wufei towards the bed. Trowa sat and pulled the Chinese boy into his lap. Wufei found himself giving little fluttering kisses all over Trowa's face. Trowa's hands were under Wufei's shirt teasing his nipples. Wufei moaned and leaned into the touch. Wufei pulled Trowa closer for another deep, soulful kiss. Wufei tugged the emerald eyed boy's turtleneck sweater up to gain access when the alarms sounded.
It took a moment before either boy realized they had to stop what they were doing to prepare to leave and fight. Amidst frustrated groans and parlor tricks to douse their passions, they ran to the docking area.
"We are going to finish this Wufei," Trowa said while they rushed to their gundams.
"If we don't I will kill you," Wufei retorted. Little did they know it would be over a year before they would truly encounter each other again.
End Part Two
I'm semi-stuck on part three, so don't expect to see it finished by tomorrow.
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