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"What May Come"Written By: Clara Barton Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing. The following
is an intellectual exercise with no intention of profit. That said,
these characterizations, words, and situations are mine. Please ask
before reprinting. Rating: NC 17 Warnings: Language, angst, violence, sex Pairings: 2x3x2 Summary: Almost two years after the war, Trowa Barton decides to move on and enrolls at Amaris University, located on the former Lunar Base. He quickly learns that the past isn't so easy to run away from, especially not when the past confronts him in the form of Duo Maxwell. A/N: This has been in my head for years. I'm
sorry it isn't an update to any of my WIPs but… it's a challenge
to get back in the heads of characters who I haven't lived with in
a while. For now, all I can do is try to write - but rest assured
that I am looking over my old work and making notes and preparing
to update. Eventually. I'm sorry I can't promise more. "What May Come " Chapter Thirteen It was after midnight when Trowa gave up on sleeping alone. By this point, he was simply too used to Duo's presence. There was, of course, the troubling comment Quatre had made at dinner, when he reached under the table and tapped Trowa's knee and had leaned over to whisper "we should spend some time together, alone, later." Duo hadn't heard the words or seen the gesture, but he had given Trowa a knowing look, an amused smirk that somehow conveyed a hint of concern. So Trowa's silent trek through the house that night was two-fold: he was used to being near Duo and he absolutely did not want to be together, alone, with Quatre. He found Duo's room easily enough, but he wasn't surprised that it was at the other end of the guest wing from his own - Quatre had acquiesced to Trowa's insistence that Duo accompany him for this holiday visit, but he hadn't been entirely thrilled at the prospect of having his former comrade as a houseguest. When he reached Duo's door he tried the lock, not surprised to find it locked, and it took him a moment to work the door open. Duo looked up at his entrance, one hand reaching behind him and Trowa had to arch an eyebrow at that. Duo had a weapon? The other man gave him a sheepish look and held his hand out, revealing a letter opener. "Better than nothing," Duo muttered. "You really think you need to protect yourself from Quatre?" "Maybe I was protecting myself from you - look at this, sneaking into my room in the middle of the night. Sounds nefarious to me." Trowa knew he was joking, but maybe his presence was unwelcome. It was one thing to check on each other in the dorm rooms, to keep watch over each other while they slept - but maybe here the rules had changed? "Nefarious?" "Don't tell me you've never heard someone say nefarious before?" "Only when they were referring to Treize Khushrenada. Or -" "Quatre," they both said together and grinned. Duo held out the letter opener. "Speaking of, you probably need this more than I do. After all, I'm not the one that evil genius has his heart set on." Trowa took the letter opener but set it down on the nightstand beside the bed. "A letter opener isn't going to do me much good." Duo nodded in sympathy. "Yeah. After all, he's got the entire Maganac Corps - you'll need at least two more letter openers to get through them." Trowa snorted a laugh. "Trouble sleeping?" Duo hazarded. "First time for everything," Trowa joked and Duo's lips quirked upwards. "Plus you're afraid that the moment you close your eyes Quatre's going to sneak into your room." Trowa nodded. He knew Duo was joking, but it was a very real fear and possibility. Duo gestured to the bed. "This thing is a hell of a lot bigger than our singles back on campus, we might as well share it." "We share the singles back on campus too," Trowa pointed out even as he walked closer to the bed. "Most of the time, yeah," Duo agreed. They pulled back the comforter and sheets and lay down. The bed was much bigger than the ones they crammed into on campus. It was possible for Trowa to completely stretch out and not touch Duo at all. "Wonder if there's a way I could smuggle some extra mattresses into our rooms? This is nice." Duo rolled over and looked at him. "I think even you would have trouble smuggling a mattress down a crowded hallway." "That's the trouble with you, Tro, no faith. No faith at all." "I have faith in you to save me from Quatre if he finds me here." "Nah. That's not faith, that's desperation." "All the same - you promised," Trowa reminded him. Duo's shoulders tensed. "Yeah, I guess I did," he admitted and then dramatically sighed. "Fine. I will throw myself at him and sacrifice my body." Trowa rolled his eyes. "As great as your body is, it's not mine - I'm not sure how much of a distraction that will be for him. So I'm probably just going to jump out of the window and run while he has his way with you." "Thanks buddy. Your friendship means the world to me too."
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