Gundam Wing Fan Fiction / GetBackers Fan Fiction / Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction ❯ Consequences of our past ❯ Chapter 15 ( Chapter 16 )

 

A/N: FYI, for those who are interested.

I have written my first ever lemon scene!

It occurs in between chapters 14 and 15.

If you are interested in reading the citrus, you can find it here:

http:// www. mediaminer.org /fanfic/ view_ch.php/ 122189/ 441004/

(Just remove the spaces)

 

IF Yaoi Lemons aren't your thing, don't worry!

Nothing crucial happens in the chapter!

You can just skip it and continue here!

^.^

Enjoy!

 

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Chapter 15

 

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Violet eyes stared at the blushing Chinese teen, “Don't tell me you…”

 

Wu Fei's face turned an even deeper red, not meeting Trowa's murderous glare.

 

“But he was injured!” Duo ranted on, “He was stressed out!”

 

“Believe me, he was more than willing. Now will you please just let me continue?”

 

“Spare us the details.” The banged boy muttered.

 

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“Ken?” The redhead called, placing a gentle hand on the smaller man's shoulder.

 

The former soccer player shook his head, “He's gone.” He whispered. “Omi's gone.”

 

“What!?” The leader of Weiss hurriedly stepped into the teen's empty bedroom. “Where did he go!?” Aya demanded.

 

“I don't know.” The brunette answered, “I woke up when I heard him crying, but Yohji, the prick, stopped me before I could get to him…By the time Kudo went back into his room, Omi had disappeared.”

 

“We'll find him.” Abyssinian promised his lover. “We know he didn't leave through the door, so let's start looking for clues underneath his window.”

 

Ken nodded as he allowed his boyfriend and leader to guide him out of the house. As worried as he was about his younger teammate, his thoughts dwelled on the obnoxious blonde's unusually crude and intrusive behavior.

 

Something just wasn't right.

 

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Laying awake, listening to the gentle snores of his bedmate, Wu Fei was lost in troublesome thoughts. He was worried about his partner… Partner? No… they were lovers now… At least he thought they were. The Chinese boy didn't know where Quatre stood on that topic. True, they had been intimate… He hadn't meant to go as far as they did. His intentions had been to merely comfort the teenager, not seduce him.

 

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“Yeah right.” The braided teen interrupted.

 

“Duo.” Hiiro warned, not looking up from his laptop. The frustration resulting from the lack of success in his search for their hiding friend was beginning to slip into the perfect soldier's body language. His voice held an uncharacteristic edge to match the tenseness in his shoulders.

 

During the war, the blonde had almost been caught due to insufficient skills in covering his tracks. Seeing a potential security risk, but not wanting to execute the petite pilot; 01 taught the smaller boy in stolen moments at various safe-houses. Now, he didn't know what was worse. The fact that Quatre was hiding so well or that Hiiro had been the one to show him how.

 

Noticing his lover's agitation, Duo reached out and gently massaged the stiff neck muscles. “Sorry, continue.”

 

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The smaller teen sighed contentedly as he shifted in his sleep, coming closer to Wu Fei. Curling his lithe frame around the oriental boy, Quatre nuzzled tan-skinned shoulder before relaxing once again into serene slumber.

 

Wu Fei moaned, quietly as the memories of the taste of the pale boy's skin, his lips, his very talented mouth, his touch… of being buried deep within the blonde's heat, and the sounds of pleasure the smaller teen made as they both came.

 

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“I really don't want to be hearing this.” Trowa protested furiously.

 

“Too bad.” Wu Fei snapped back.

 

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`What have I done?' He mentally berated himself.

 

“I'm not promiscuous.” A quiet tenor cut into the Chinese boy's thoughts. “I can't be.”

 

“I never said you were.” Onyx eyes shifted to find themselves under azure speculation.

 

“You didn't have to.” Quatre replied, “I can feel your concerns… I didn't do anything that I haven't wanted to do for a long time. I have no regrets.”

 

“You say that now.” The raven-haired teen ground out bitterly, moving to sit up. “What happens in the morning? When you realize that I've taken advantage of you?”

 

The blonde sighed, “Fei… You're not listening to me.” He reached out to snatch his lover's wrist, keeping the oriental from leaving. “My empathy prevents me from having flings, Wu Fei. It won't let me bed anyone unless there is a true reciprocation of my emotions to connect with.”

 

“What are you talking about, Quat?”

 

“Hmm.” The boy purred happily, “You called me Quat… I like it…”

 

“Don't change the subject… Quat.”

 

Blushing with the nickname, Quatre explained, “My life becomes bound to the life of my lover. No matter the distance, I can feel my lover's emotions, hear whispers of thoughts and my body reacts to what happens to my lover…”

 

“Meaning?” Wu Fei pressed when the smaller boy fell silent.

 

“… An example?”

 

“Okay.”

 

“W-when Trowa… Y-you shot him… right?”

 

“Yes.”

 

“In the shoulder.”

 

“Yes.”

 

Quatre shifted his battered body, though, to Wu Fei, the damage didn't seem as bad as it had been earlier in the evening, into a sitting position allowing the sheets to pool around his bare waist. “Right here.” He asked, pointing to a darkened bruise close to his collarbone.

 

“Yes, in that exact… same spot… Oh Nataku…” Wu Fei shuddered, reaching out to brush his fingers against the tender skin, a horrified look on his face. “You mean to tell me that if I had killed him…”

 

“I'm not sure. It's never come to that.”

 

“And now…”

 

“I'm bonded with you.”

 

“Why!?” Wu Fei demanded, “Why would you put- Why would you allow-I'm a Preventer, DAMN IT!”

 

“Because I love you!” Quatre hugged his knees, looking anywhere except at his lover, “I trust you… I have for a very long time.”

 

“But if you knew…”

 

“Then what!?” The blonde snapped, glaring at the raven-haired teen. “I'm supposed to remain celibate my entire life!? Give me a break, Chang! I'm human! Damn it!” He swore, shakily climbing out of the bed, “Now I'm glad I never told him… if you're reacting this way… I can't imagine how…”

 

“Him?” Wu Fei interrupted, grabbing the smaller teen and pulling him back onto the mattress. “You mean Barton?”

 

Worn out, the empath nodded. “I thought you knew.”

 

“I suspected.”

 

“It doesn't matter.” Quatre closed his eyes. “Trowa will never want me that way again.”

 

“What makes you say that?”

 

“I can feel his heart.” The empath murmured, not looking at his lover. “He's ashamed… too guilt ridden, believing I'll never forgive him… Trowa's given up hope.”

 

“Then you should give it back to him.” Wu Fei replied after a few moments of contemplative silence.

 

“WHAT!?” Quatre gasped, disbelief, shock and a hint of betrayal flickered in his eyes.

 

“If what you say is true…” The Chinese boy continued before the blonde could respond, “Then this is important to you, not just emotionally but physically as well.”

 

“…”

 

“All I'm saying is that you should talk to him, when he's in his own mind again, and offer him the chance to be with you.”

 

Quatre stared at the Chinese boy, “Why? Why would you suggest such a thing? After last night!?”

 

“Quat…” Wu Fei sighed, taking the trembling empath's hand in his own. “I just want you happy. You loved Barton first. Your concern for him tells me that you still love him and I don't even need empathy to tell me that.” He teased, earning a small smile from the confused teen. “ You need him.”

 

“But…”

 

“I will always be there for you, I'll always love you… but I'm not the one you're supposed to be with. You have to get him back.”

 

“How?”

 

“Follow your emotions.”

 

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“Tell me you did not just pull a Hiiro Yui.” The braided boy snorted.

 

“Did you really tell him that?” Trowa asked, studying the raven-haired teen from under his curtain of bangs.

 

“I did.”

 

“Why?”

 

Wu Fei was surprised that Hiiro was the one who had asked the question, “Because,” He replied, a gentler expression taking over his face, “Quatre needed to know… that the choice was his…”

 

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To be continued…