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"Multi Universes Trifecta"Written By: Kaeru Shisho Disclaimer: I don't own any part of Gundam Wing
or its characters, nor do I make any monetary profit off this story. Rating: NC 17 Warnings: Yaoi, angst, sap Pairings: 1x2, 3x2, 1x2x3 (or combination thereof) A/N: In horse racing terminology, a trifecta is
a bet in which the bettor must predict which horses will finish first,
second, and third in exact order. This is something like that. Without
the horses or the racing or the betting. I'm keeping the" three"
part. In that order, more or less. Thank you, Waterlily, for the fabulous editing
job while you moved across the world. This story is for Snowdragon's birthday. Best
wishes, sweetie! Summary: Duo wakes up to discover he has two boyfriends
living two different lives in two universes at the same time. When
the third one comes around, it's over. "Multi Universes Trifecta "
Chapter Six - the afterword- And made my dreams come true When they left, a part of the Big Ugly thing left with them, but only a part, the big greasy ogrely overnight bag went. The ogre himself was still hanging around, a mute and condensed malignancy. This was my place, my new home, and if I wanted my dreams to come true, it was my chance to go for broke. If Heero and Trowa didn't feel about me as I hoped, well, I could claim temporary insanity, with medical backup, and we could all still be friends. Which would suck. But, that would be better than them being insulted and never speaking to me again. So, I kicked the ogre squarely in the balls. "So, when I said 'with'," I began. "You don't have to do this now," Heero tried to stop me. "Yeah, I do. Just bear with, okay?" Trowa and Heero nodded in tandem. Cute. "I meant that in one universe I was your boyfriend, Heero, and in the other... I was yours." Trowa smiled. "I really like you both. I have for a while." There I said that. Go you ugly ogre you, and take your ugly secrets with you! "You never said," Heero whispered. "I didn't want to break up our friendship by showing favoritism, and I was scared to let you know how I felt. You can see why?!" "We figured that out." Trowa raked his bangs out of his eyes. "We compared notes." "Quatre told us to," Heero said. "He said we had to be unified, our thinking together for when we got you back." Had they been expecting me returned a mental mess, and tried to prepare for that? Whatever they'd been told about my whereabouts, they'd imagined some pretty terrible things from the haunted look in their eyes. "It didn't happen, whatever you are thinking now," I assured them. "I'll tell you, it wasn't easy, universe trekking, but it was nice." Trowa was smiling dreamy-like. Was he coddling me? And for a nasty second I wondered if this was my REAL universe and not a dream-come-true one. No. This was reality. I had to believe it. "Hey! It was! It really did happen. I can give you details right down to the minute... in both cases! I didn't imagine what happened!" I insisted. "You may have had a head injury and in your coma, your mind split and created the parallel realities. Both were practically perfect, yet incomplete." Heero sat back after getting his word in. "Oh, boy, you are so wrong about the head thing, but so very, very right about that perfect part," I said, laughing. "I had everything I'd ever wanted: a loving boyfriend, a great life together..." "In all the alternate universes?" "In both, yeah, but different boyfriends and an irritating feeling that things were not quite right, something missing. And I felt guilty about that, too. You'd be doing everything to make me happy- um- they would... the, um, boyfriends." I couldn't meet either of their eyes at that moment. Not if I was going to get though what I had to say. "And you found something lacking all the time?" Trowa asked. "Yeah. So stupid, I know. I mean, I'd have everything anyone could want and yet be needy enough to crave for more. And I was aware of living two lives in which my, um, I was having really great sex with different partners." "That wasn't perfect?" Trowa asked. "Not torn in two parts, not in the long run." "No ultimate happiness," Heero concluded. "That might scare me to death." Trowa looked haunted for a second. "Yeah. Two boyfriends at the same time? Crazy, huh? What idiot would agree to sharing like that? No," I stopped them both from trying to make me feel better-they couldn't possibly convince me I was wrong. "Let me finish this. See, in both cases, I would find the missing man and for an instant feel this overwhelming sensation of completeness and then-" "You'd be hurled into the other universe." Heero touched his forehead to mine. "It's a miracle your sanity survived." "If you think I'm sane!" "Being pulled from one situation to another, trying to make sense of what you'd learned, felt, and where you were, simultaneously aware of the other realities, remembering the previous events? How you kept it all straight, kept your balance, I don't know, unless you were very, very rational." Trowa shook his head and placed his hand over my braid on my lap. "You amaze me." I needed them both and here they were and they were there with me, caring for me. It wasn't until I arrived at the house with the two of them that I started to feel right again, that everything was in its proper place. No ugly secrets remained. The ogre was gone. But. I so desperately wanted Heero and Trowa to love me. "What's wrong, Duo?" "Duo!" Trowa cried out. "It's okay. We understand." "You can't." I was fighting back weepy tears, of all things. "I think I might, but..." Trowa searched my face for some answer. "You don't think we're jealous of one another, do you?" Jealous? The word seemed to take all the heat out of me. I felt as cold as the river water I'd nearly drowned in or the snow I'd stomped through. An instant later, the heat flamed back, tenfold. My face was burning. "No. I need... I need... I-" First, Heero kissed me. "We know," Trowa said. "We were there in our universes with you all the time." And then he kissed me too. (o) Afterword Excerpted from a Preventers investigation report: Agent Maxwell had been missing in action for six months. He had extracted himself from an underground laboratory and on his own returned to a safe house. By week's end, it was determined that Agent Maxwell had been held in captivity by a small, fringe offshoot of the old OZ organization, one which had been under recent investigation by Preventers, codename: WILL. The renegade group's plan had been to convert a high-level Preventers agent to their cause and use that agent to draw in other Preventers agents (note: supposition. Motivation still under investigation). High concentrations of several psychedelic, illusion-enhancing, and immobilizing drugs had been detected in Maxwell's blood stream; clearly brought into play to alter his state of mind. After his initial capture (method under continuing investigation) and transport to a site in a remote sector of north-western Sanc (location classified and transport vehicle detained for thorough examination), Maxwell received psychiatric treatments (brainwashing and chemical injections) for four months. And then he escaped. It is estimated that he spent the next two months alone, surviving out of doors with no equipment or technology in the worst winter on record in the kingdom of Sanc, including a flood, avalanche, and blizzard. It has not been established how two hand-written communiques were delivered to agents Yuy and Barton. A man identified only as "Mitch" (whereabouts unknown) may have been responsible. That was the official statement, but I knew better, and so did Trowa and Heero. We were on leave, living together, the three of us, at our beach house. And all was right in the multiverse. Both my boyfriends had moved from their apartments, which I have to say looked nothing like I'd imagined or seen in the alternate universes-no ticking clocks, more littered, and Heero slept on a futon. And I was glad to have seen the last of the Big Ugly Secret ogre. He didn't belong in my dream house; he was too big and ugly, as the name implied. He didn't fit in any universe. Or Multiverse. And I would know. So. So long Big Ugly. Make room for the trifecta of love, heh, heh... "Last day of our vacation," Trowa said. "What should we do?" "Shopping," I announced. "I'm cooking dinner, and don't act like you're not impressed." "You don't have to," Heero said. "We can go out." "No, we can't. We have become too reliant on ordering take-out or coming home too tired to cook a decent meal. Frozen pizza and I have spent way too much time together. I need to see other people, er, food stuffs." "You'd better modify that," Trowa said, his tone dangerous and low, "or I might get the idea that you're tiring of us already." "Heh, heh... like two hot guys can't satisfy me? God, lock me up if that ever comes to pass." Heero closed the refrigerator door. "There's leftovers I could turn into dinner." "Not giving up on me and my cooking skills, are you?" "I don't want them to go to waste," Heero said. "Fix what you will and store them for later and let Duo... do his thing," Trowa advised. Heero frowned at that. "Technically that would make leftover-leftovers." "Yeah, but we will look the other way on that one." Trowa caught me in a one-armed hug and Heero with the other hand, reeling us both into his chest. "We want everyone happy. If you both want to cook and I don't have to then it's perfect." My overwhelming feeling of rightness wobbled just a little. "Well... almost," I declared. "What?" Heero looked around for something to hit, I guessed, to make things more perfect. "I thought we could do something to this place to make it more... our own," I suggested. "Fix the bathtub." Heero didn't like the way the faucet dripped. He had a thing about wasting things. "Paint?" Trowa submitted with a load of caution in his voice. Oooh! I didn't know the old claw-foot tub needed to be painted hot pink with shiny black toenails. Until now. Home was never this good Work was never this much fun The weather was never this random My love life was never this hot When the pain returned I knew I was back And made my dreams come true The End. Thank you for reading!
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