Gundam Wing Fan Fiction / GetBackers Fan Fiction / Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction ❯ Consequences of our past ❯ Chapter 29 ( Chapter 30 )

 

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Chapter 29

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“Do you think I might have time to shower before the others return?” Quatre wondered, sounding very winded.

“Are you up for a shower?” Wu Fei raised a challenging eyebrow.

“I just want to get clean.” The blonde pouted slightly. “I always feel gross after I've been ill.” He said in a much lower tone of voice, nearly soundless.

“We can understand that.” Trowa nodded, leaning his chin on the smaller teen's head, “But we're concerned that you'll hurt yourself.”

“For Allah's sake, it's just a shower.” The boy glared slightly as he tried to shift himself to the edge of the bed. He had just managed to set his feet on the soft carpet when dizziness made both his head and vision swim, causing him to collapse to the floor.

Opening his eyes, Quatre found himself in Wu Fei's arms. “You shouldn't push yourself so hard,” the Chinese teen chastised. “If you want a shower, that's fine, but let one, or both, of us help you.”

“It doesn't make any sense to crack your head open.” Trowa added, frowning at the stubbornness of the weakened newtype. “If you insist on independence, you can settle for a bath.”

The pale boy's face burned with angry embarrassment. He didn't like needing help, especially from the two he had fought so hard to convince that he wasn't as fragile as he seemed.

“Quatre, we don't think anything less of you.” Wu Fei murmured, rubbing the smaller teen's back as it shook with exertion. “It's alright to need help. Let us help you.”

“Alright…” The blonde nodded, “If you wouldn't mind…?”

“Any time.” Trowa promised as the Chinese lifted the Arabian into his arms. The banged boy moved ahead to open the bathroom door and find the things they'd need. Darting back into the bedroom, he also pulled out clean clothes for after they were finished.

Wu Fei sat the empath down on the edge of the tub. “I feel ridiculous.” Quatre sulked, leaning against the oriental for support, as he fumbled with the buttons on his pajamas.

With a sigh, Chang knelt before the other boy and helped him with undressing. “You shouldn't. It's not like the two of us haven't seen you naked before, and it's not like you haven't helped us when we've been too stubbornly stupid to realize just how injured we were.”

“Stubbornly stupid?” Quatre scoffed, rolling his eyes. “Thank you for the wonderful compliment.”

“You know what he meant.” Trowa smiled, helping the boy to stand while Wu Fei relieved him of his pants and boxers before proceeding to remove his own clothes. The raven-haired teen turned the water on, checked the temperature and then stepped in, offering a hand to the blonde.

Between his two former lovers, Quatre managed to get into the shower without killing himself. Standing, however, was tiring and he found himself relying on Wu Fei to hold him up. It left very little maneuverability to wash.

The banged pilot smirked, seeing the problem, and quickly undressed before stepping in with the other two. Dousing his head under the spray, Trowa slicked his bangs back out of his eyes before taking on the task of cleansing Quatre's alabaster skin. He took special care around the injury, making sure the area was clean, without causing pain. Once he finished, he took the blonde into his arms, allowing Wu Fei to wash Quatre's hair.

The thin boy hummed in appreciation. A small smile crossed his face as he was passed from one teen to the other. Before he knew it, the water was turned off and Wu Fei was stepping out of the shower, wrapping a towel around his waist before turning and holding out another towel to wrap the blonde in.

Trowa quickly dried and dressed himself, before helping Quatre. After they were sure he was all set and dressed in fresh night clothes, the taller teen picked up the smaller boy and brought him back to bed.

Wu Fei propped up some pillows behind his back, before opening his arms for the empath. Settling the Arabian against his chest, the Chinese embraced him.

“Why are you doing this?” Quatre whispered, not looking up when Trowa joined them. “Why are you behaving like we…” He couldn't finish his sentence, instead burying his face in his hands. “You shouldn't have come … Neither of you… ”

“Little One…” The banged teen sighed, not liking the hurt Quatre was experiencing, “Despite everything that has happened…”

“We both love you very much.”

“I can't choose…” The blonde whispered, rubbing at his own chest.

“We're not asking you to.” Wu Fei replied, holding the boy tightly, as he nuzzled the juncture between his shoulder and throat.

“Give us a chance to prove this could work?” Trowa pleaded, caressing the pale cheek affectionately.

Bewildered azure eyes searched calm emerald green for reassurances that seemed to elude him. “I-I…”

“Q! You're awake!” The braided teen exclaimed, startling the three pilots on the bed, as he held the door open so Hiiro could bring in a tray of covered foods.

“Duo…” The blonde blinked as his friends propped the tray in his lap. “Hiiro…”

“You okay?” Amethyst eyes examined him closely, “You're awfully flushed.

“I-I'm fine.” He smiled, unconsciously leaning into Wu Fei's embrace as he tried to push the tray away. “But I'm not hungry.”

“Quatre.” Trowa's tone warned him not to be difficult.

The sick teen pouted, “Bully.”

Duo chewed on his lower lip thoughtfully before sitting on the edge of the bed, and taking the tray into his own lap. “We didn't make much… just a snack really.”

“Quatre, what happened after you surrendered to Talia?” Hiiro asked, lifting the cover of one of the dishes and removing a piece of toast. He handed it to the smaller teen with a napkin as he waited for his answer.

The empath stared at the bread, trying to quell the nausea that was stirring. His breath choked as he tried to get past the smell without throwing up on his friends. Silently, Wu Fei and Trowa soothed and encouraged the struggling teen, while Hiiro and Duo watched Quatre's discomfort towards the simple snack with quiet concern.

“Quatre?” Hiiro prompted, expectantly.

“X f-forced Trowa to bind my hands and then to help Ginji carry Wu Fei, while Wraith and Talia escorted us the rest of the way into Babylon city. After we arrived… Fei and Ginji were thrown into a containment cell and Talia brought me to the Elders.”

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To be continued…