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"Puppy Love"Written By: Waterliliylf Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing. All rights
remain with Bandai, Sotsu and associated parties. No profit being
made here. Rating: NC 17 Warnings: sap, angst, fluff, Alternating Trowa/Quatre
POV, AU Pairings: 3x4 get together, Background 1x2, 5x6
Summary: quatre gets a new puppy and has ot take
it to the vet. "Puppy Love" Quatre's POV: Chapter 16: The 'phone rings almost immediately after I'd hung up on Trowa and I pounce on it so fast that Maggie falls off the bed. 'Trowa? I'm so glad you called back. I …' 'It's me,' Duo's voice mutters. 'I wasn't sure if you'd be awake yet. D'you want to come over?' 'Now? It's only seven o'clock.' 'Sure. Heero's gone out. Unless you've got the HVG snuggled up with you.' 'No; I'm by myself. Is it all right if I bring Maggie?' No way am I leaving her undefended with that Hell Hound of Dorothy's. Half an hour later; I turn into their drive. I've tried calling Trowa's cell phone several times, and only got his voice mail. In the end I called the surgery. According to the receptionist, Trowa was in surgery and could only be disturbed for an emergency. Their front door is unlocked; an obvious indication that Heero is still out. Oh, dear. I really hope those two haven't had an argument; not when things have been going so well. 'Hey, Kitty-Quat,' Duo rushes downstairs, Shinnie at his heels. 'Hi Maggie. Who's the most gorgeous girl in the world, hmm? Who's my little princess? Come in to the kitchen, OK? Can I get you some ice cream?' 'Why not?' An unusual breakfast choice, granted, but it's always been Duo's favourite comfort food. We went through massive quantities of the stuff before he and Heero finally got together. 'So where's Heero this morning?' I sit down while Duo rummages in the freezer. Shinnie comes over to give me a quick lick and then returns to his master's side, gazing up at him. Duo rolls his eyes. 'God knows. Odin called at six and 'Ro just took off. He said he should be back for lunch.' He slams a carton of chocolate fudge brownie ice-cream on the table and tosses a spoon in my direction. 'Anyway, tell me about you and your HVG. Did you have lots of fun with him last night?' 'What? Are you starting to develop psychic powers?' Duo just laughs. 'I saw the way you two were looking at each other. It was pretty obvious that you couldn't wait to get us out of the way before jumping on each other.' 'We had dinner first,' I defend myself, and then blush, unable to remember if I'd actually eaten anything or not. I'm sure it was delicious, though. But all I can remember is the texture of Trowa's skin, the taste of his desire exploding in my mouth. 'Whoa!' Duo exclaims. 'Earth to Quatre, come in? I guess it was good last night, huh?' 'It was .. pleasant,' I answer with all the composure I can muster. 'Pleasant?' Duo scoffs. 'Quat, pleasant is for a new blend of tea, or something. Not mindblowing sex.' He lifts an eyebrow at me. 'Or was the hot vet not that good in bed?' 'He was incredible,' I say without thinking, and then stop all the pretence. Duo is my best friend; the person I care about most in the world; the one person I can tell anything to. Well, almost anything. 'I - ah - took your advice.' 'Which piece of advice in particular?' 'About making it very clear to Trowa what I wanted.' 'I take it he was receptive then?' 'Very...receptive, yes. Although I don't think he quite realised what I was doing at the start. He was trying to cook us dinner and I was trying to distract him.' 'The poor guy! I mean, he probably didn't know what to think. He must have had this nice smooshy romantic evening all planned out and you were trying to jump his bones!' 'Something like that,' I admit a little sheepishly. 'And could you please stop laughing at me?' 'I'm not laughing at you,' he denies. 'Just the whole situation. And it is funny, Quat. You're always saying how your dream evening would be for some hot guy to romance you and when it actually happens, you dive straight in for the sex.' Admittedly, that does sound...rather funny. In a slightly warped way. 'We didn't actually have sex. Not properly.' He grins. 'That still covers a multitude of possibilities. So what happened? A nice bout of good, old-fashioned oral sex? That's my boy! Who did who?' 'Um.. It was reciprocal,' I confide, checking that Maggie is investigating the kitchen floor first; she is far too young to hear this sort of thing. 'So,' Duo considers, 'if you guys got together and it was that good, what are you looking so miserable about? 'I think it was a mistake. Too soon.' I can't possibly tell Duo that certain doubts were planted in my head by Dorothy last night. To be totally honest, they probably would have appeared anyway. 'I had it all planned out, that we should to know each other properly before anything happened, and now I've ruined everything.' 'I have no idea what you're talking about,' Duo says flatly. 'OK, maybe you rushed things a little bit, but so what? You both had fun, right? And I'm guessing he didn't exactly kick you out of bed afterwards.' I shake my head. 'He wanted me to stay, and then I called him when I got home, and it felt really good, just to be able to talk to him, even for a few minutes.' It had been wonderful, actually, knowing that somebody who cared about me was just a quick 'phone call away. It hadn't felt like a mistake then. 'So what happened?' 'Oh, I don't know. I was awake most of last night, thinking about it. Seriously, Duo, I hardly know him. I don't know if he even wants a - proper relationship, or if it's just a bit of fun for him.' Duo waits for me to continue, licking his own spoon and letting me organise my whirling thoughts. 'I just feel like we had an understanding and I've destroyed it. How is he supposed to take anything I say seriously after this?' Duo shrugs. 'I think you're making this into a big deal, you know. Just tell him the rules have shifted slightly, but you still have a few boundaries. I mean, he was OK with that before; what 's the problem?' 'I don't know,' I swallow a spoonful of ice-cream, trying to let the coldness distract me for a few seconds. 'He called me this morning, just before you did, and I was absolutely horrible to him. He'll probably never want to see me again.' 'What did you say?' 'Not very much,' I admit. 'It was just - I was still half asleep, and I'd spent the whole night obsessing about the fact that I'd made a mistake, and I just wasn't prepared to have a conversation. He thought I was freezing him out and he was perfectly right. I'm sure he's furious with me.' 'Well, you've been with way more guys than me, but I'd be pretty ticked off if my boyfriend went down on me, and then refused even to talk to me the next day..' 'That's really helpful, Duo.' I glare at him. 'Thanks a lot.' 'Hey, don't yell at me. I'm just playing devil's advocate here. Why did you do it? Honestly?' 'Honestly.... several reasons. I'm not sure if I was actually thinking. I just...it felt right, Duo. You know how that is. He just makes me feel so relaxed with him, like I can say or do anything and he'll understand.' I sigh. 'But maybe I'm reading him all wrong. Look at Simon; I thought we were good together once and look how that turned out.' Duo snorts. 'Stop that. You know perfectly well you weren't happy with Simon for months; you just have this stupid sense of misplaced loyalty and you were determined to make it work. I know you, Quat. You think you see all this good in people and then you don't like giving up on them. That's great, most of the time, but you've got to start thinking about yourself now. And you are normally good at judging people; Simon was just a blip who caught you when you were going through a very bad time. You have to stop beating yourself up over one mistake.' 'Maybe. It was a pretty big mistake though. And it's not like I didn't do some stupid things when I was younger.' Duo stands and heads for the refrigerator, all that glorious hair sweeping around his face. 'Everyone does stupid things when they're kids. And that wasn't about your ability to judge people, right? It was just sex; it's not like you ever fell for any of them. You were just a bit messed up.' A bit messed up is an overly generous assessment of what I was like at eighteen. Duo has always been a very good friend. 'One question,' he gives me a very direct look, handing me another carton of ice-cream. White chocolate and raspberry sorbet.. 'How much of last night was about you wanting to get off with him, and how much was wanting to prove you could do it?' 'Mostly the former; a little bit of the latter,' I say honestly. He knows me far too well; I haven't even admitted that to myself yet. 'Oh, God, does that make me a terrible person?' 'It makes you human,' Duo grins. 'It's nice to know you've got a few flaws.' 'I've got plenty of flaws and you know every one of them.' 'And one of them is your way over-developed guilt complex. Quat, I think you should stop making a huge deal out of this, and I especially think you should stop wallowing in guilt that you've used Trowa as some sort of sexual guinea pig, because I can guarantee he won't be complaining.' 'Don't put it like that! You make it sound like he was an experiment on my part.' 'Yeah? That's your interpretation. I'm not judging you, Quat,' he says gently. 'I totally get it. You've been out of the game for months, and I know how that feels. Sometimes it's nice to know that someone wants you; just to give you that little bit of confidence. I never wanted to let anyone get close after Solo died; I know it's hard to get back on the bike again after falling off. ' I concentrate on swirling my remaining ice-cream in patterns around the bowl. 'That's the point; how long did you wait after he died to fall for anyone else? Years? And you knew Heero for ages before you slept together. I've known Trowa for exactly a week and and I've already jumped into bed with him, after telling him I wanted to wait.' 'It's different, Quat. Solo was the only guy I'd ever been with; I'd known him since I was a kid. He was my best friend and all the family I had for years. Simon was a total bastard and you're better off without him.' He reaches over and pulls me into a hug. 'You can't let the fact that he hurt you screw up the rest of your life, OK? And don't get too stressed over Trowa. Sure, maybe he's a little confused right now, but you can talk to him and clear things up a little bit, can't you? Bottom line, you guys really seem to like each other, and that's all that matters.' 'I just felt so happy last night!' I burst out. 'And now I keep thinking that perhaps it was a mistake, and that I should have waited, or at least discussed it and then I just remember what it felt like, the look on his face. I didn't feel like this even when I was with Simon.' 'Aw, you're so cute,' he grins, leaning over to ruffle my hair. 'Our little Kitty Quat's in love.' 'What?' 'Oh, come on! You've got every symptom in the book; you do realise that, don't you? You haven't stopped talking about him since you two met? You spent two hours picking out that photo frame for him last week, you're probably doodling his initials all over your music sheets.' 'Duo! You do realise I'm not actually twelve years old,' I defend myself, blushing slightly. 'This isn't just a stupid infatuation; it's more serious than that.' Well, I want it to be more than that, anyway. 'Hah! I knew it!' he crows triumphantly. 'What? It's nice seeing you like this; you're happy, that's all. You were never like this with Simon the asshole, were you?' 'Not really,' I admit. 'I'll think about what you've said and talk to him about what happened. There. Can we change the subject? Talk about something else?' 'What's better than talking about hot guys?' I put everything necessary into my expression. 'O-kay… Talking of hot guys, who was that cute Chinese guy with the weird name?' 'Wufei? He's Trowa's best friend. They've known each other since they were about twelve.' He frowns. 'Friend as in friend or friend as in ex-boyfriend?' 'I don't know. Just friends, I think. I don't even know if he's gay.' 'Oh, he's gay all right. Trust me; he was totally checking out Heero yesterday. 'Course, everyone checks out Heero so maybe that 's not the best indicator.' I raise my eyes. 'I thought Heero was the one with the over-possessive problem.' Duo shrugs. 'He's just...territorial. Same as me, really. And he might be a bit of a control freak in some ways, but he still trusts me. He doesn't need to know where I am 24/7; he doesn't mind me doing stuff by myself or going out with other people.' 'So, if he's as perfect as all that, are you going to tell me what he's done to annoy you?' Caught off-balance, Duo just blinks at me. Well, too bad. He can't analyse my life to death and expect me to ignore the fact that something has obviously happened between him and Heero. Fair is fair, even if he'd rather pretend nothing is wrong. 'It just pisses me off sometimes that Odin snaps his fingers and Heero jumps through hoops for him.' 'I know,' I say gently. 'But Odin's all the family he's got, and you know he'd do anything for Heero as well.' 'I suppose,' Duo mutters. 'Not like I'd know anything about the family stuff, would I?' 'Baka,' I tease, borrowing Heero's name for him, and tugging his braid gently. 'You do have family; you've got me and Zechs and Howard and Hilde and 'Lena and everyone at the Maxwell Church. And Shinigami. And Heero, come to that. You know perfectly well that all you have to do is crook your little finger in his direction, and he'd do anything you wanted him to.' 'Hn.' Duo borrows one of Heero's grunts but he's grinning. 'Anyway, about this Wufei guy. I was thinking; maybe we should try to hook him up with Zechs? That 'd get him out of the picture.' 'That's ridiculous.' Isn't it? Of course I trust Trowa. 'And they probably wouldn't even like each other.' 'Oh, get real. Sure, Zechs is going to go for someone like Wufei. And I think you and Heero are the only two guys in the world who've got Zechs immunity.' It seems that Duo-attraction automatically cancels out Zechs-attraction. 'I'll think about introducing them,' I say, just to stop him going on about it. 'Will that do?' 'I'm only thinking of your happiness,' he says, trying to look hurt. 'The least I can do, right? After all you've done for me. Now, are you going to try calling HVG and grovelling to him?' 'Not exactly.' I look down at the two dogs our feet;
Shinnie is waving his feathery tail and she's trying to pounce on
it. 'I think Maggie is looking a little off colour, don't you? Maybe
I should take her to the vet for a quick check up?'
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