Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Are The Ends Justified by The Means? ❯ chapter seven ( Chapter 7 )

Are the ends justified by the means chapter seven:

~/* */~ = telepathic messages

"Zzzzzz, Zzzzzz, Zzzzzzzz…….."

*bang bang bang*

"Duo. DUO! DUO!!! I KNOW YOU ARE IN THERE! ANSWER THE DOOR THIS MINUTE DAMN IT!!!"

"Zzzz, zzzzz, Zzzzz…..huh? *Crash* ouch! Huh? Wha? What time is it?" Duo mumbled groggily, glaring half-heartedly at his alarm clock, trying to detangle himself from the heap of black satin sheets he was lying in on the floor.

"Damn Q, damn bed, damn useless alarm, damn Saturday mornings. I'm coming, I'm coming!" Duo grumpily muttered, stumbling out into the living room, tripping over the coffee table of the way.

"Shit. Damn table, damn apartment, damn life….I'm coming!" Duo muttered, opening the door.

"DUO MAXWELL, I-"

"Shush, Q, keep it down!" Duo hushed the slightly agitated looking blond, grabbing him and pulling him into the hall.

"Why? There's no-one else-" Quatre began, quickly turning to look down the hall when a slightly muffled curse came down the hall.

"K'so! Ouch." Wufei swore, stumbling out from the bedroom, into the hall. He wore only loose, slightly ripped white trousers, and his hair looked very dishevelled. One of his arms was clutching his still bleeding side, the other he was using to support himself by leaning on the wall.

"What's going on Duo? I heard shouting. Are you ok?" Wufei asked, sounding slightly better than he had the night before, but still not as well as he could have.

Quatre's already wide aquamarine eyes widened even further. Duo frowned slightly at Wufei, a mixture of looks between surprise, worry and amusement showing clearly on his face.

"What do you think you are doing outta bed mister? Back to bed now! I'll bring some food in in a minute, got that? Now go, shoo! Bed!" Duo ushered him back into the bedroom.

Quatre followed behind them slightly, frowning to himself.

// Who is he? Duo never said anything about a new boyfriend, or anything about another friend staying over….and those wounds….I don't know who he is, bit I defiantly do not trust him….its strange. I can't sense a thing from him! If I hadn't seen him, then I would not have even have known that he was in the apartment! I can always sense something from people, even vampires and were creatures! I have never met anyone who is able to conceal his or her aura, emotions, and mind when so wounded. The only creatures that can do that are….no, it cant be…..I still don't trust him, who ever he is.//

"So, Duo, who's the guy?" Quatre asked casually, leaning over the kitchen counter to stare at Duo, as Duo quickly made the wounded boy something to eat.

"What? Oh, yea, I didn't tell you, did I? His name's Wufei. Chang Wufei, I think. I sorta found him in the park."

"You `sorta found him in the park'?" Quatre asked sceptically.

"Yep. I found him behind a load of bushes, pretty beet up, bleeding and delusional. He didn't have any ID, so I brought him home. I asked him who did this to him, and he said he couldn't remember much about anything really, so I said he could stay for a while. He's….kinda cutie." Duo said, blushing slightly, before picking up the tray he had prepared and walking over towards Wufei's bedroom.

//Now I DEFENATLY do not trust him. Heero is not going to like this, I can tell. Whoever this Wufei really is, he can defiantly not be trusted alone with Duo.//

Quatre thought, as he followed Duo into the bedroom. Duo had set the tray down carefully, quickly re-dressing Wufei's wounds.

Quatre watched the Asian youths face carefully, trying to sense something, anything from him.

Wufei's head shot up, twin onyx eyes gazing confusedly into wide, shocked aquamarine eyes.

Quatre took a steep back hesitantly, as if he had been shocked. Frowning, Quatre thought // I defiantly do not trust him….how….//

Wufei turned his head to one side slightly, gazing quizzically at Quatre, as if he was trying to figure something out, or trying to remember something, before looking down, blushing, when he realised that he was staring.

Duo, ever oblivious, had been babbling the whole time, asking Wufei if he had a job, telling him even more about his new job, his new boss, about what sort of things he liked, his friends, before Quatre cut in, and after several attempts, he managed to ask Duo if he could speak to him outside for a moment.

"Oh, ok Q. I'll be back in a minute, ok `fei?" Duo said, following Quatre.

"So, what's up Q? You've been unusually quiet for once." Duo joked, leaning back against the wall.

"Duo, I… I don't trust him, Duo, and I don't think you should, ether."

"Hehehe, yea right! Good one Q! Huh? You're…serious. Exactly why shouldn't I trust him, Q?"

"I….he just doesn't feel right, Duo." Quatre tried to explain, sighing.

"Don't be silly Q. there is absolutely nothing wrong with Wufei! He's just a poor guy who got unlucky, that's all. Wu-man is my friend, and he is in some sorta trouble, whether or not he wants to tell me. I can't; no I won't just abandon him `cause u say he doesn't feel right! I just can't do something like that, Q, and you know it!" Duo ranted.

Quatre just smiled weakly.

"Be careful, Duo. I'll see you tomorrow or something, ok?" Quatre smiled again, leaving.

~/* Trowa, we may have a problem. Meet me at Demons Domain in ten minutes. */~

End of chapter seven