Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ A new future ❯ Chapter Nine: New developments ( Chapter 9 )

Chapter Nine: New developments

 

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At the beginning of the new year things seemed to go pretty normal. Duo spent less time with Saria and more time with his friends. Quatre couldn't stop talking about the training Wufei gave him and was always bragging a bit about their 10 minutes of sparring, always saying he came so close to beating Wufei. The Chinese just let him dream on, but he did make sure everybody except Quatre knew he always let the blonde think he had a chance. He said he left openings to be attacked on purpose and stuff like that to see if Quatre knew what to do and how to attack. He also included that he'd have to work on his balance because he couldn't counter fast enough without falling or anything.

 

Wufei never said the blonde was `good' or `bad' or even `improving', but he didn't say any negative either and with Wufei that meant a lot. It meant more that just accepting it. When Duo first proposed the idea Wufei had reacted a little bit reluctant, as if he didn't want anyone invading his privacy and they would if they trained with him.

 

Duo was beginning to wonder if he perhaps really liked training Quatre. He didn't have anyone else to train with so maybe that was the reason those two suddenly seemed to be such good friends. A few times he'd even seen them whispering together but the moment one of them spotted him they grew silent and just greeted him polite. Once, Duo asked them what they were talking about but they just said it was nothing, just some stuff about training and that was all they would say.

 

Duo seemed to keep running into Heero more and more but he figured that was just his imagination. Now that he truly knew how he felt about him and got to the point where he had decided to admit to himself -and only to himself- that he was in love with his roommate, or at least felt more than just friendship, he seemed to notice the boy's presence everywhere he went. They used the library at the same time, went down for breakfast at the same time -Quatre had been making a habit out of picking Duo up only minutes after Heero had left to keep him from being late in school- and they went to bed at the same time during the week. Duo often felt uneasy because of this, but never mentioned it to anyone. After all, Heero was a boy and so was he. Besides that, Heero wasn't in love with him. Knowing that fact only made the pain in his heart and the emptiness in his soul grow.

 

So he tried to focus on something else, like Quatre. One day, shortly after the holidays he'd come to Duo telling him about this dream where he was kissing this incredible good kisser and he loved doing it, but whenever he drew away, he couldn't see who it was for large bangs of dark brown hair covered one eye. But the other eye was visible and it was the purest green he'd ever seen. He felt like he was drowning every time he looked into those eyes. Then, after they'd been staring for a little while Quatre wanted to pull back to see more than just the eyes, but whenever he tried that, the other one would just disappear.

 

The only information Quatre had was that it was a boy whom he vaguely thought he knew, with brown hair and green eyes and he was taller than him. But who could it be?

 

When Duo heard this story Quatre had been having those dreams for awhile, but he'd always hesitated to tell because he was afraid someone would think it weird that he would dream about a boy. However, after he had told Duo everything they'd had a little chat about being gay and this really seemed to cheer Quatre up a lot. Duo was sure Quatre understood no-one who mattered would think any less of him if he turned out to be gay or bi but while he was talking, he was having the feeling he was trying to convince himself instead of Quatre. Of course, the innocent youth never noticed this.

 

January passed without many difficulties besides some heavy storms and snowfall. In school all was going well with Duo except for the history part. Who cared who was president of the US in what times and what he'd done to please the people? Who cared which European country had started which colony and what they had expected to get from it? And above all, who cared about the conflict between the US and Russia? What did they call it? Silent war? Something stupid like that. Either it's a war or it's not, right?

 

The one subject Duo did enjoy now was science. The teacher was really cool. He was the only teacher who allowed his students to call him by his first name, Howard. However, whenever anyone else entered the classroom they all obediently called him by his last name, only to burst out in laughter the moment the classroom door was shut again. This was all some kind of game to them.

 

Right now, the subject they were discussing was soundwaves and it wasn't very hard. Howard showed them many stuff and really made the classes fun and interesting. He used a guitar to explain about strings and he used a trombone to show about sound waves how they differ when the air is warmer and how a longer tube makes different sound waves as well. And of course, they all got to try that last one out for themselves, causing several other teachers, under whom Tsuborav of history, to march into the classroom demanding to know what the hell was going on. Duo was sure he would never forget f = v / λ

 

Duo really liked science. He was thinking of going in that direction if he ever got the opportunity. He wanted to become a mechanic or something in that direction though he'd have to improve his math a bit. He was not very good in differentiating and that part of math though that was something often used in science. He could understand it as long as they kept with y=x^2 but the moment they threw in the e or sinus or co-sinus he was at a complete loss. He knew e was just a number and when you differentiated e you still got e but somehow it still made no sense. And sinus became co-sinus and that became -sinus and it might just as well have been written in Greek for Duo wouldn't understand it any worse if it were. He could of course always depend on Heero when it came to copying homework in secret, but it would still mean he didn't understand much of it. And asking the boy to explain it to him was not an option either. He couldn't give an exact reason why he didn't want to ask his roommate for help, but he was sure that whatever reasons he had were good reasons. If only he could come up with them. . .

 

February wasn't much different from January and if it weren't for that one very little detail Duo never would have noticed anything different. But something was not right. And Duo began to figure that out when Quatre was late for their appointment to study together. Quatre was never late... And he never wore cologne. He didn't even know his blonde friend had that stuff!

 

From that day on Duo decided to watch Quatre and soon found out that he was indeed spending more time by himself than usual. However, Duo didn't see him leave the orphanage more than he usually did and that was strange. Quatre wasn't exactly very popular among the kids in the orphanage or the rest of the school. They used to bully him to no end. Duo could hardly believe he would even want to get close to anyone besides their little group.

 

`Maybe he's found the guy of his dreams,' Duo thought, `literally.'

 

That would really be nice. If there was anyone Duo wished all the luck, it would be Quatre. That young boy must've been trough so much even before he arrived there. He had been like a helpless boy, almost drowning in the loneliness when Duo only pushed him further down the water. But then he'd realized what he'd been doing and he had held out his hand to the youth, to the anger of one boy that had already been his rival, not caring that he only made the rich boy's hate even worse. And Quatre had grasped his hand and held it as tight as he could.

 

Duo had to grit his teeth a couple of times to keep himself from letting go, but it had been worth it. Quatre proved to be a good friend, one you could always depend on and though he could sometimes be a little naive, even if Duo had the chance to change one thing about the golden boy, he would leave him just the way he was. Quatre was a great guy and never, ever, did Duo regret making up for his mistake by letting him on his team.

 

Quatre's friendship had been worth every bit of effort he'd put into it, even when Trowa almost managed to cut off his braid. The blonde's ever-cheerful mood was enough to make Duo forget all his troubles, if only for a minute. After Solo had come for him that night, but he had refused to go back with him, he had been feeling guilty, like he left his gang behind for a better life. You never left your gang behind, you just didn't do that. You didn't go off and lead a better life when your friends were out there freezing half to death! Solo'd had ever right to be mad at Duo, but this had been his only chance of success in the future and though his heart didn't agree, his mind had been screaming that he'd have to take it.

 

One's mind and heart don't go hand in hand, your head and your heart are never one. But sometimes, sometimes you just had to follow your common sense in order to get anywhere in a world fucked up as this. And that is exactly what Duo had done when he'd decided to stay where he was.

 

So maybe all this effort had been nothing more than trying to escape the guilty feeling he'd had after that night, or maybe he was just trying to ease it by showing himself he was doing something good here by helping someone back into the land of the living. But really, who cared about that now? So many things had happen already ever since they became friends.

 

Duo was happy for Quatre, really happy that he had found someone other than Duo he could be close with. He'd felt a bit jealous maybe in the beginning, but when he thought about it he couldn't help but laugh at himself and, carefully avoiding the Heero-subject, He wondered when he'd started caring so much. But that didn't matter much. Quatre had found someone to love, and though Duo couldn't wait to find out who it was, it was Quatre's right to tell them when he was ready so he just played fool and didn't ask. He was perfectly content with this. That is, until he found out exactly who that tall, green-eyed boy was. . .

 

It was just a normal afternoon in February and Duo was bored. He had just completed his homework and was now looking for something else to do. He didn't want to go outside because it was raining So he started wandering around the orphanage for a bit, trying to find something fun or useful to do. Heero was in the library working on some school assignment they got in English class today but it wasn't due until next month so Duo figured he could wait a few weeks before starting it. No need to rush things now when they could be done later.

 

Eventually Duo decided to check on Quatre. He hadn't seen the blonde much outside school lately so he figured he could spend some time with him. He turned around and made his way over to Quatre's room. Without paying attention to the noise inside he opened the door and walked in.

 

“Hey Q-ma. . .” His voice was lost in the vision he saw before him. Quatre appeared to be making out with an other boy. And not just any boy, no, this was. . . TROWA!

 

The moment he heard his door being thrown open, Quatre broke the kiss and jerked his head up. Shock and fear written all over his face he looked at Duo. “Duo?” He panted.

 

“You bastard!” Duo made a sound close to a growl as he yanked Trowa off the bed, away from Quatre. The shocked boy was flung into a wall and was doing his best to keep standing. But Duo didn't care. He was hurting Quatre again and he was going to pay dearly for it. It had to end here. He swung his fist at the boy who was bracing himself against the wall, but Trowa didn't do anything to avoid it. The fist hit his right eye and the back of his head smacked against the wall. Duo drew back to hit the taller boy again, but at that moment Quatre jumped in front of him, spreading his arms as if to protect Trowa and glared at Duo.

 

“Stop!”

 

Duo stopped his fist just in time, but didn't drop it. “Get out of the way Quatre. “I'll make clear to him once and for all that he isn't wanted here!”

 

But Quatre didn't move. “No Duo!”

 

“Look Quatre, I understand it's not in your nature, but you don't always have to be protecting everyone. Some people deserve to get hurt!” Those last words were spat at the taller boy.

 

“Nobody deserves to get hurt!” Quatre shot back.

 

“You don't understand, Quatre, he. . .”

 

“No YOU don't understand Duo! I invited him in!”

 

“W-Wha?” Duo was at a loss for words. Surely he had heard that wrong? What could Quatre possibly want with a jerk like Trowa? Someone who had hurt him so much in the past?

 

“Remember when I told you about that dream I'd been having with the kissing and all the stuff?” Quatre got Duo's attention back at this. The braided boy stared at his smaller friend, afraid to hear the last part. “That boy I was kissing was Trowa!”

 

“Quatre, that was a DREAM, that wasn't real.”

 

“It was just how I dreamt it. Duo, remember the flute I heard when I was playing the violin? That was Trowa. And then back on new years eve, in the club, when I was all drunk and stuff, I danced with Trowa and I guess I kissed him then and that's what I've been remembering all this time.” Duo couldn't believe his ears. This couldn't be happening. Trowa took advantage of him while he was Drunk? That was such a low thing to do! Surely Quatre could not be falling for Trowa's cheep tricks. Why couldn't he see trough him? But Quatre wasn't done talking yet. He dropped his arms and in a softer voice he continued. “I care for Trowa, Duo. And he cares for me. We've been together for weeks now!”

 

“B-but. . .” Duo started, but never got to finish.

 

“You have no idea how many times I have been wanting to tell you this but I couldn't because I knew you would react like this. But I love him so please Duo, don't make me choose between you or him.”

 

“You love him?” Duo laughed sarcastically. “You dare say you LOVE him? How can you love him after everything he's done to you? Have you just forgotten how he used to pick on you, how he made you feel liek you were nothing? Don't you see that this all all an act, a fucking act to win you over, only so that he can hurt you even more?”

 

“You don't understa. . .” But now Duo wouldn't let Quatre finish. He was raging inside, angry at himself for not noticing this sooner. Angry at Quatre for not understanding what he did understand, that this was all fake and that the only thing that could come from this was Quatre getting hurt again.

 

“No I DON'T understand! And I don't want to either!” Quatre kept his face determined though. Not once during Duo's outrages before had he shown a hint of doubt about what he was doing and he was still keeping that up. Duo threw his hands in the air. If you want to be with him the fine,” He snapped, “but don't come crying back to me when he's shown his real self again!” After that Duo stormed off.

 

Quatre called after him, and was about to follow him but a hand placed on his shoulder stopped him and made him turn around. Trowa shook his head to indicate he should give hiim some time.

 

Duo slammed the door, but didn't walk off right away. He listened to the voices inside the room, trying to detect any wrong word from Trowa, who hadn't said a word so far. But he spoke up now.

 

“I'm sorry I cause so much trouble.”

 

Duo heard the rustling of clothes and the bed squeaked soon after, indicating a weight being set on it.

 

“It's not your fault.” He heard Quatre's voice. “I want you and if they can't accept that it's their loss.”

 

Duo decided he'd heard enough. He stormed off back to his room, glaring at anything and anyone he met on his way there.

 

~ T.B.C. ~

 

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