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"All Through The Night "Written By: Honor Disclaimer: They aren’t mine. The boys are
actually quite grateful for this. Rating: NC 17 Warnings: Shonen-ai, language, wacky humor, emotional
angst, romance, yaoi, and I’m acting like the war lasts two years
and Eternal Waltz didn’t happen Spoilers: Er…yeah, maybe. It would help if
you watch the series first. Pairings: 2x5, 3x4 established Summary: Sequel to Persistence ~dream/ thought~ /thought/ *emphasized* " All Through The Night " Chapter Six
She was tired of hunting down Heero whenever she wanted to see him. She needed him with *her* to guard *her* not gallivanting around the entire galaxy blowing things up. Violence wasn’t the answer anyway, and she was just going to have to convince him of that. Experience had taught her, however, that Heero wouldn’t listen to her unless she gave him no other option. Pulling free the dart gun from her purse she checked it again just to make sure it was loaded properly. The tranquilizer should put him out for ten hours or so, at which point she would be far away with him and have the ability to really talk things through. It made her flinch a little of taking things this far, but really there was no other way and she didn’t have the luxury of arguing with him, not with that damned Maxwell around. Heero always put more stock in what Duo had to say than her words. From her place near the yard’s shed, she saw someone get out of the hot tub and head for the back patio. It was very dark outside, but the light from the house gave her enough to see by. Heero had a towel around his head, briskly rubbing his hair dry, but she could see that he was wearing those black spandex shorts. She smiled slightly, shaking her head. Even in the water, apparently, he still wore those spandex shorts. Would he be married in them as well? Shaking herself out of those thoughts she raised the gun in her hands and sighted, then fired. Without waiting to see, she started to rush forward. The dart hit its target, embedding itself in the shoulder. The towel dropped as Heero turned around— Relena stumbled to a stop as she realized with dawning horror that it was *not* Heero she had hit, but Chang Wufei. One hand rose to her mouth to cover a gasp of surprise as he growled. “Woman, what the hell are…you…” Intelligent black eyes unfocussed and rolled up into his head as he toppled onto the grass. “Oh no,” she whispered. The patio door slid open, an all too familiar form coming into view. “Hey Wu, you—shit!” Duo rushed forward to where his friend was laying, rapidly checking his pulse. When he lifted him up, his fingers brushed the dart and he yanked it out to get a better look at it. Relena backpedaled when she saw his eyes narrow, a snarl rippling its way over his mouth. She wanted to break away and flee when those cold eyes lifted up to her. “*You*…” “I-I’m sorry!” she blurted out in panic. “I didn’t mean to hit him!” “That does not excuse what you did,” he snarled flatly. “HEERO! TROWA! QUATRE! GET OUT HERE NOW!” Three bodies hit the door in moments, and gathered around Duo where he still cradled Wufei to his chest. Quatre was the first to skid to a stop near Wufei and quickly check his breathing. “What happened?” “Tranquilizer,” Duo growled as he handed the dart over to him. Heero didn’t need to be told who. His eyes had landed on Relena as soon he cleared the door, and the glare he gave her promised a slow death. “Get him inside. Trowa—” The lanky teen was already moving back inside, intent on calling Sally. Duo only paused long enough to make sure Heero would grab Relena before swiftly carrying Wufei into the house. He wrapped up his friend in an afghan before laying him on the couch, then sat next to him and kept a close eye to make sure he didn’t have any adverse side effects to deal with. Relena came quietly even though the hold Heero had around her arm hurt. She was shoved brusquely into a chair and remained there without saying a word. Trowa and Quatre between them were talking to Sally, giving her all the information she needed. Duo turned to face the former Queen of the World and she shrank away from the sheer rage in his face. “You—there isn’t an epithet strong enough to fit you! What the hell did you think you were doing?” Relena looked down at her hands. Suddenly…her rationale didn’t seem as solid and logical as it had been. “I…I didn’t think it was him. I need Heero, but he always argues with me…” “So you thought to just knock me out and take me with you,” Heero finished bitingly. He had too many experiences with the woman to not be able to finish her train of thought. Relena felt like shrinking into the chair. Never in her life had she done something so ridiculously stupid. It hadn’t been Heero—of course Wufei would have a similar skin tone, because he was also Asian. And he’d been wearing black swimming trunks, which were wet from being in the tub so of course they would be molded to his skin. A stupid mistake but easily made in the dark and from behind. Duo was about to lay into her when the chest under his palm suddenly stopped moving. His head snapped around, and he watched carefully but Wufei’s lungs didn’t start pumping again. Swearing mentally he leaned down and started mouth to mouth. Heero was a little startled at the sudden display. This was hardly the time for *that*. “Duo?” The braided teen’s free hand flashed in their code. ‘Not Breathing’ Heero started swearing. “Quatre! Wufei stopped breathing!” The blond jerked around in surprise, then rapidly informed Sally of the change in condition. Heero stalked forward to lean menacingly over Relena’s chair. “How much was in that dart?” She licked her lips nervously. “I-I knew that you were immune to most drugs. So I…I doubled the dosage.” “You *what*?!” Trowa came around to glare at her. “Even if it was Heero, that could have killed him!” Helpless to respond she shrank away from him. Quatre hung up and grabbed the keys to one of the bikes. “I know the antidote, it should take me ten minutes to get it. Duo, can you keep him breathing?” Duo flashed him a thumb’s up. Quatre didn’t need to know anything beyond that and was out the door in a mad sprint. Duo felt Wufei’s lungs sluggishly start again and pulled away. Smoothing black hair from his face he whispered harshly, “Stay with me, Wu. Stay with me.” Wufei breathed in, out. In, out. In, out. In, out. And stopped. “Shit!” Duo once more leaned in and started giving him mouth to mouth, forcing his lungs to fill with air. Relena didn’t know what was worse—seeing Duo fight to keep Wufei breathing or the dark glares that she was getting from the other two pilots. She scrunched into a ball, as small as she could make herself. It was the only thing, really, that she could do. Ten minutes oozed by and tension steadily built insidethe living room as they waited. Duo had to constantly restart Wufei’s breathing. Sally called once to get an update, but was unable to do anything from such a long distance. The squeal of tires and the roar of engine were welcomes sounds. Trowa had the door open just as Quatre tore off the bike and through the door. He slowed down only when he reached Wufei, tearing open packing to get to the needle and necessary drug. Trowa reached around to thump a vein into view on Wufei’s arm as his lover prepped the antidote. They held their breath as it was slowly injected into Wufei’s vein. “It should take a few minutes to act,” Quatre whispered into the taut silence. “Sally said that he’d have weird hallucinations and no sense of balance for an hour,” Trowa added. “Then he should be okay.” Duo kept an eye on his friend regardless, ready to start his breathing again if necessary. Five minutes slowly ticked by on the grandfather clock in the hallway, then Wufei’s eyes slowly fluttered open. “Duo…?” “Yeah.” Duo cupped his cheek with gentle fingers, grinning from ear to ear. “You’re going to be okay. A little unbalanced for an hour or so, and have some pretty interesting hallucinations, but okay after that.” Wufei’s eyes slid closed again. “Okay.” “Miss Peacecraft.” Quatre stood and turned to her, eyes blazing. One finger kept twitching as if it were craving a gun, no doubt to be aimed in her direction. “Naiveté I can forgive, but this was reckless and stupid, nearly criminally stupid. I don’t care what your reasoning is, if you *ever* come near my team mates again, my *family* again, I will personally shoot you and bury you where they will never find the body! Am I *Quite* *Clear*?!” She flinched. “Y-yes.” Trowa stood and went to her, yanking her out of the chair and pushing her through the front door. “The next time I see you, I won’t hesitate to shoot you.” Relena took the snarled threat with her head bowed. When the door slammed shut behind her she shook herself and slowly walked to the non-descript car she had rented. Heero went into the security room and ran a full diagnostic—he wanted to know just how Relena had managed to get inside without triggering any kind of an alarm—and set up a video call on the vidphone. While the diagnostic was running he typed in the comm number and waited impatiently. <Noin here.> “Noin. Do you have any idea where Relena is?” <No,> Noin cautiously admitted. <Judging from the loo on your face…what did she do this time?> “She hit Wufei with a tranquilizer dart, and with a strong enough dosage to make him stop breathing. If Duo hadn’t gone outside when he did we probably wouldn’t have a pilot for Shenlong anymore.” <Oh shit,> Noin breathed. <But why Wufei?> “She mistook him for me.” Noin grimaced. <I should have known that. I’m sorry, Heero. She disappeared a little over a day ago. We’ve been combing the area for her with no luck obviously.> “Noin, I don’t care to hear your excuses. I haven’t killed Relena simply because she has proven to have a voice in politics and she’s sided with us. We need all the allies we can get. But if she *ever*—” rage boiled out of his throat and Noin flinched back at the sound “—comes near us again I will kill her. No idle threat. And you should know that the rest of my team mates are of the same mind on this. Keep her away from us, Noin.” <…I will.> He punched the screen off and sat there seething. “Heero?” Turning his head slightly he looked toward Trowa. “Help me figure out how she got in.” “…okay.” + Duo carried Wufei upstairs and with Quatre’s help settled him on the bed and got him out of the wet trunks, replacing them with sweatpants. Wufei’s eyes flickered uncertainly when they drew back. “Duo?” “Right here.” Wufei reached out blindly, feeling for him. Duo grasped the seeking hand and squeezed it. “You okay, Wu-man?” “Yes.” Wufei relaxed slightly. “Sorry. I can’t tell what’s real and what isn’t. All of these strange images keep flashing through my mind.” “Sally did say there would be mild hallucinations,” Quatre reminded him softly. “If this is mild, I don’t want to experience anything higher.” Wufei’s hand spasmed slightly in Duo’s fingers. Judging from the way Wufei was holding onto him, Duo came to the conclusion that touch must ground him somehow into reality. Flipping a corner of the blanket back he slipped in next to him, still holding tightly to his hand. “Better?” Some of the tension in Wufei’s body eased. “Yes.” Quatre leaned down to touch Wufei’s shoulder. “I need to know how she managed to circumvent security and I need to call Sally and reassure her that you’re alright. Will you be alright with just Duo?” Wufei nodded. “Okay. Just yell if you need something.” With a last squeeze Quatre left the room. Duo settled down so that he was half-draped over Wufei, like a living shield. The more he saw his usually proud and confident friend huddling, the angrier he became. “The next time I see Relena, girl or not, I’m shooting her.” Wufei’s mouth twitched. “Stand in line, Duo.” “You scared me bad, ‘Fei,” Duo whispered hoarsely. Black eyes tried to focus but they couldn’t quite manage it. He turned into Duo’s warmth instead. “Why? I don’t remember much.” “You stopped breathing.” Wufei jerked. “I WHAT?!” “About a minute after she hit you with that fucking dart, you just stopped breathing. I’d get you started again, you’d manage a few breaths on your own, then you’d stop. Scared the daylights out of me. Relena said she doubled the dosage.” Wufei pressed in closer, trembling at the close call and in rage at the woman’s stupidity. “Damn.” /No wonder you’re treating me so carefully right now./ “Stupid woman. What did she hit me for, anyway?” “You weren’t the target. It was Heero she wanted. She just mistook you for him in the dark.” Wufei shook his head despairingly. “Heero and I don’t look anything alike.” “Yeah, tell me about it. You’re way shorter than he is. Ow!” Wufei settled after delivering the pinch. “An inch is not ‘way shorter’, Duo Maxwell.” “It’s two inches, at least.” “It is not. It’s those bloody sneakers he wears.” “They aren’t that thick soled.” Wufei felt his body becoming heavier by the second and swallowed a yawn. “I don’t have the energy to argue with you right now. I’ll prove it to you tomorrow.” Duo rubbed his hands along a very nicely developed back, one hand covertly stealing up to snatch the band from thick silky hair and pulling the strands free. Wufei sighed softly as Duo started gently massaging his scalp. “Getting sleepy, Wu-chan?” “Don’t call me Wu-chan,” Wufei muttered in vague discontent. It was so hard to focus just now… “Why am I so tired?” “The drugs, probably.” Duo kept his voice soft and comforting. “Go ahead and sleep.” “Don’t want to.” Wufei stirred as if to wake his body back up. “If anything happens…can’t fight…like…this…” “Shh. I’ll stay with you until you wake up,” Duo promised. “I’ll guard you.” Wufei was already asleep, breathing deep and even. Duo wrapped himself around the smaller teen and let a few repressed tears escape. He never, in a million years, wanted to repeat the terror of the past hour. His heart had nearly stopped when Wufei’s had. The arrogant, mule-headed, obstinate dragon had became very precious to the God of Death and he had no intention of seeing that life at risk again—and especially not because of some rash form of stupidity. /Relena, you better stay well clear of me because if I ever see you again you’ll be begging for death once I’m through with you./ + A pair of cerulean blue eyes peeked into the room, took note of the way limbs were entwined and nodded thoughtfully. Yes, it was about time something about this was done. ~*~*~*~*~
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