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"Drabble"Written By: t-shirt Disclaimer: Gundam Wing and its characters are
copyright to Sunrise, Bandai, Sotsu Agency, and associated parties.
I make no money with this fic. Rating: R Warnings: mild language, light angst Pairings: 1x2, 3x4 Summary: Duo is pissed off when Heero returns after walking out on him 6 months previous "Drabble" “Duo! Over here!” There had been a time when a bright smile from Quatre brought a grin to my own lips but as hard as I tried I just didn’t really want to be there. “About time you showed up.” Chang’s reprimand was tempered by a smirk but left me no less irritated for the effort. “I can’t stay long,” was the best comeback I could manage. “What? Why?” Apparently, I hadn’t lost the knack for wiping the smile from Quatre’s face. “I have some work to do.” “It can’t wait until tomorrow?” It’s still hard to read Trowa. I wasn’t sure if he genuinely cared if I stayed or just didn’t like seeing his lover upset. “Une wants First National’s new system tested.” There was no need to explain how I intended to test the newly installed security network and I saw no reason to mention that I had till the end of the month. “Well, then at least stay for a drink.” I have to hand it to Quatre, the guy never gives up but it just depressed me even more to know I was letting him down somehow. “Alright,” I agreed wishing his responding smile could ease the ache a little more than it did. “We’re still one short on the team,” Wufei commented none too casually but I shut him down when I reminded him… “Two.” It’s amazing how fast things can go from awkward to downright uncomfortable with a single word. “Can I get you something to drink?” Saved by the waitress. “Kirien,” sent her on her way while I stared at a roll of silverware I wasn’t going to use and tried to think of some other topic besides me and my retched existence. “I heard you landed a new partner.” I didn’t have to look at him to know Wufei was grateful for the attempt but I was a little surprised that he took so long to reply. “Well… yes, but…” “How is Sally anyway?” Something about Quatre’s tone and timing set the little hairs on my neck on end but it was the way he refused to meet my eyes that confirmed something was up. This was exactly why I avoided these little pilot get togethers and suddenly felt the need to be elsewhere. “Duo?” “I’ll see you guys later.” “Wait!” There was no need to say it twice when a stone the size of Wisconsin suddenly dropped in my gut when I turned to find Hiiro standing not five feet behind me. I had thought I was getting over it, had gone over it a thousand times and told myself it didn’t matter, he’d made his choice and I would learn to live with it but it took less than an instant for every lie I’d told myself to be ripped to shreds. It hurt. So much I couldn’t believe the last six months had even taken place. I just watched him for a minute unable to comprehend that the flaring pain in my chest had ever eased enough to make me think I could actually move on. Then the anger bubbled up reminding me how I’d managed to roll my ass out of bed in the morning and I blew by him without so much as a kiss my ass. “Duo!” I wanted very much to warp to some other location on the globe because no matter how fast I made my exit Quatre was bound to overtake me so instead of making a complete fool out of myself and running full out down the street I ducked into the bathroom so we could have it out in relative privacy. “Duo!” “What the fuck was that?!” I snarled when he burst through the door. “Duo, please…” “Shit!” Why is there nothing suitable to kick in bathrooms anymore? “If you would just give me a minute to expla…” “There is no fucking explanation for that shit!” I snapped feeling the rage crawling up my chest but it burst in a bubble of pure frustration when a little old man darted out of one of the stalls and made a hasty exit. “What the hell were you thinking?” “Well,” he replied nervously. “I didn’t think you’d come if you knew Hiiro…” “Fuck, no I wouldn’t have!” I suddenly understood why he’d been so persistent that I join them this time. “He just wanted to see you…” “Then he shouldn’t have left me!” “He didn’t… leave you,” he sighed. “It’s not like you were a couple or…” “He was my best friend, Quatre!” He’d never understood. How could he when his best friend warmed his bed every night? “He didn’t have to leave!” “I know.” “People that care about each other do not just disappear at the first sign of trouble!” “There were circumstances…” “Fuck that! I can’t help how I feel!” “I know, but…” “It’s not like I was planning on jumping him! All he had to say was `not interested`!” “You’re right.” “There was no reason to drop off the planet!” “I’m sure if you’d just give him a chance…” “To what, Quatre?!” I roared then stopped when I realized I’d actually scared him. Hopeless is what I was. One look at Hiiro and I was screaming so loud it hurt my throat. I was so tired, wrung out and fed up with trying to figure it out. Worn to the bone and as soul weary as I had ever felt in my life when he walked through the door. “Hiiro…” “Would you excuse us, please?” I wanted to say `sure` and leave the two of them to hash it out but I wasn’t so sure I really cared what happened anymore. I suppose it was curiosity more than anything that kept me still while Quatre made an awkward exit. It was hard to look at him and the need to fly surged when he stepped toward me but I was trapped with the door behind him and already felt like an idiot for making him chase me in the damn men’s room. “Something you want to say?” I asked stopping his advance a couple of feet away with the tone of my voice. It was uncomfortable the way he just stood there and looked at me. Sometimes I swear he can see right down the core of a person with those solid, blue eyes and I shivered at the thought that he might actually have some clue just what I was really feeling while the anger just bled away. “Hiiro… look…” “I want to come home.” “W…what?” “I want to come home,” he repeated stepping forward again but my brain had short circuited. “Don’t.” Why was he trying to touch me? “You said you loved me.” “And you left because of it!” I snapped. “Have you ever been afraid?” “You’re saying you were scared?” I snorted but it didn’t seem all that humorous anymore when he openly replied… “Terrified.” I wanted to back away when he advanced again but the counter was behind me so I was forced to stand still while he stole my breath away. “When you confessed I thought my heart had turned to ice.” “So did I,” I replied but it held little of the anger I wanted it to. “I’ve never known that sort of fear,” he went on unhindered and I wondered at the depth of his meaning considering his background. “The idea of becoming even closer to you…” He was already damn close. “I thought for sure I would lose myself altogether.” “Hiiro.” I shut up when my voice cracked out of pure embarrassment. “There has never been a time when I was uncertain of my ability to choose my own future,” he said encircling me by placing his hands on the counter behind me and I felt my body heat flood my face when he softly intoned, “Until now.” “Then… why’d you leave?” It was the only question that mattered anymore. “I wanted to stop the progression,” he replied leaning closer but I couldn’t accept it, couldn’t trust him no matter how hard I tried. “I thought if we were separated I could regain my path.” “But… you came back.” “Because,” he whispered softly easing into my personal space and I felt my throat constrict when he confessed, “It’s too late.” “F…for wh…?” “You have already become my path.” “Hiiro…” “No matter where I go,” he breathed daring to touch my face and I felt a part of me seep into his fingertips. “You’re already there,” he smiled seeming amused by my inability to steady the trembling in my lips. I had wondered countless times why he’d left, why he hadn’t so much as called and how he could give up on a friendship I had considered the most important relationship in my life just because I had dreams of it becoming more. However, pain is often a product of ones own misinterpretations and I marveled when he solved all the riddles of my heart with one simple question. “Isn’t that love?” He didn’t get it. He honestly hadn’t understood. I knew it the moment I saw the uncertainty in his eyes and every self indulgent tear I’d shed over the past months suddenly seemed so foolish my face flushed red. He didn’t understand what it was to love someone, or at least… he hadn’t but after everything that had happened I was as unsure as he was. “Do you even know what you want?” “There seems to be only one constant,” he smiled and I gasped softly when his mouth covered mine. owari :)
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