Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Ai Youji ❯ Poor Trowa ( Chapter 9 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing, I wish I did but I don't.

AN: Sorry it has taken me so long to update but on the up side this chapter is longer. I will apologize if I switch pov later in this chapter. I tried not to go into first person but some may have gotten through. I was originally going to write the whole story in first pov but changed my mind so I am sorry in advanced if I do switch in an out.

Ai Youji

Chapter 9

A week later Duo found himself outside Quatre's mansion. Where he was suppose to be spending the next two months with four of his best friends. Duo stood there for several moments trying to decide if he should just go home and make some excuse for not being able to make it to the yearly vacation. Sighing when he remembered that Quatre would probably shoot him if he didn't show up. Taking a deep breath, plastering a huge smile on his face. Duo opened the door and yelled:

“Honey, I'm home!” Quatre ran down the stairs and practically tackled Duo.

“Duo!” Duo smiled at Quatre before noticing that the others had appeared into the room.

“Quat easy buddy.” Quatre looked confused for a moment before it turned to worry.

“I am so sorry Duo. Are you okay? I didn't hurt you did I?” Duo smiled and shook his head.

“I am fine Q. Just no more tackling okay?” Quatre nodded. Duo turned to the others. “Hiya guys.” Heero and Trowa nodded in reply.

“Maxwell.” Wufei greeted before leaving the room to go back to what he was doing before. Trowa and Heero fallowed him.

Duo rolled his eyes. “Apparently I don't get a party for arriving.” Quatre laughed and looked around.

“Where is your luggage?”

“In the car still. I wasn't sure if I was going to come or not.” Duo admitted sheepishly. “I will go get them now.” Duo turned to go back outside and Quatre fallowed.

“I will help you.” Duo nodded.

Once they got to the car, Duo popped the trunk and went to lift two of the four bags in there when Quatre stopped him. “What are you doing?” Duo looked confused before replying.

“Picking up my luggage?” Quatre frowned.

“Oh no your not. I will carry it.” Duo frowned in return.

“I am not an invalid. I can carry my own bags. I mean I did put them in there in the first place.”

“I don't care. No heavy lifting for you.”

“They aren't heavy.” Quatre glared at him. “Fine!” Duo stomped back into the house. Quatre fallowed him carrying all his bags.

Trowa knew something was up. Not only did Quatre insist that Duo's room be right next to theirs but also that it had to be one with it own private bathroom. Now on the whole that wouldn't cause Trowa to much concern. But the look on Quatre's face when he realized how he greeted Duo and the fact that when he went to see what was taking so long to join the rest of the group. Duo was stomping into the house, arms crossed over his chest and looking severally pissed off and Quatre carrying all of Duo's bags. Upon Duo seeing him standing in the door way, he looked even more pissed.

“Fucking great! I hope your goddamn happy Quatre.” with that said he turned and stomped out of the house again. Trowa quirked an eyebrow, silently asking what that was all about. Quatre sighed and responded.

“He isn't happy about me carrying all the bags.” Trowa tilted his head slightly.

“Why?” Quatre sighed again.

“He shouldn't be carrying anything heavy. Not in his condition.”

“I thought he was fine?” Trowa asked.

“He is but he needs to be careful and take it easy.” Trowa nodded and took two of the bags from Quatre.

Duo returned an hour later, no longer looking pissed. Quatre almost instantly began to hover over Duo. Trowa watched silently from his spot on the couch. Quatre was in the middle of his hovering when Heero stuck his head in.

“I am getting a beer, anyone want one?”

“Sure, that sounds..”

“No! No alcohol for you! No thank you Heero.” Quatre interrupted. Heero nodded and gave a odd look to Duo before leaving again.

Trowa watched Duo look uncharacteristically sad and sank onto the couch. “I hate this.” Was all he said. Quatre looked sympathetic and proceeded to comfort Duo and begin hovering again.

A few minutes later Duo seemed to be back to his old happy self and complaining that he was hungry.

The next incident didn't happen until 3 in the morning when Trowa awoke to find Quatre missing from their bed. It was almost an hour later when Quatre returned to bed. Trowa didn't ask and Quatre didn't offer an explanation.

So over the next few days Trowa watched Quatre and Duo. Keeping silent until the fourth night in. When Quatre was gone, yet again, from their bed. Sighing Trowa got up from bed and went in search for his disappearing lover.

After checking Duo's room and finding it empty, Trowa's next stop was the kitchen. Stopping outside the doorway, Trowa listened for a moment.

“You are god!” Moaned Duo. Quatre laughed in response. “Its so good!” Duo fallowed the sentence with another moan.

“Oh I know.” Was Quatre's reply.

After a minute of listening to moaning, Trowa finally stepped into the room. Mouth open and about to speak when the scene hit him.

Quatre and Duo where sitting across from each other. Eating, what looked like, double chocolate cake and thoroughly enjoying it.

“What the hell is going on?” Trowa asked angrily.

“Um.. Eating cake?” Duo asked, looking unsure and confused. Quatre nodded in agreement with Duo.

“Do you two care to explain to me what the fuck is going on?”

“Well...” Duo was interrupted by Quatre.

“Duo's having a baby.” Trowa stared at them for a moment before laughing.

“Now tell me really whats going on?” Trowa asked once he had stopped laughing.

“No Trowa, I really am having a baby.” answered Duo this time.

“Really?” Duo nodded and Trowa promptly fainted. Duo stared at him for a moment before stating.

“He took it worse than I did!”