Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Beautiful Force ❯ Chapter 12 ( Chapter 12 )

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Beautiful Force

~*~ Chapter 12 ~*~

Wufei sat on Shenlong's foot, staring blankly off into the darkness surrounding the hanger. Only the auxiliary lights cast a faint light to the large area. The gloomy atmosphere perfectly suiting his current mood.

Soft footsteps announced his visitor long before the tall lanky shape appeared. He knew that Trowa had deliberately made the noise to announce his presence, giving him the chance to become aware of him.

"I know what you are going to ask and the answer is still the same. I am fine." He started as the green-eyed pilot materialized out of the gloom next to him. He turned slightly and looked down at the other pilot, who was casually leaning against his gundam, not responding to his quiet words.

The tense silence lasted for several minutes before Trowa's voice echoed eerily in the quiet surrounding the pair.

"You're in love with Duo, aren't you." Trowa's voice huskily whispered, more of a statement than a question.

"What! No!" Wufei protested, much too quickly for Trowa's liking.

"That's the only reason I have for your recent behavior," came the soft voice again.

"Why would I want to be in love with an idiot like Maxwell!?" Wufei huffed indignantly.

"I don't know, why don't you tell me." Trowa said with a slight mocking tone to his words.

"I. . .what. . ." Wufei stuttered, suddenly very uncomfortable with the line the questioning was going towards. "Look, I am not in love with Maxwell," he hissed.

"So what's wrong with you then?"

"It is my business and none of yours. Why don't you go back to your blonde-headed boyfriend and leave me alone!" Wufei retaliated, tension and anger in every line of his body.

"That's it isn't it." Trowa murmured softly, a note of wonder in his voice. "You're jealous because everyone has someone, except you."

"What! Barton if you don't leave me alone this instant you will regret not doing so!" yelled Wufei as he jumped down off of Shenlong and stood glaring hotly up at the taller pilot.

Trowa looked down into Wufei's fiery eyes and nodded gently. He turned away from the angry pilot and left him to brood on his own. He walked in silence back to the house and into the living room, where he sat down on the couch and quietly stared at the wall. Quatre found him there some time later, yawning as he entered the room rubbing his eyes sleepily.

"Trowa?" he said softly as he walked into the room. "Aren't you coming to bed, its after two in the morning?"

"Humm, what time did you say it was?" Trowa started as he looked up at his rumpled love.

"A little after two o'clock." Quatre answered as he slid down onto the couch next to him and curled up contentedly against his chest. Trowa's arms automatically came up to cradle him, one hand lightly brushing up and down his back. "Why didn't you come to bed?"

"I was thinking." Trowa replied, closing his eyes as he leaned back with Quatre in his arms.

"About what?" Quatre asked, snuggling closer into Trowa's warm chest.

"Wufei," he answered softly.

Quatre leaned back looking confusedly up into Trowa's green eyes. "What about Wufei? Does this have to do with what's bothering him?"

"Yes."

"So what's wrong? Is it what you thought it was?" questioned Quatre.

"I am still not totally sure of the problem, but I think that Wufei is lonely," he replied, looking down at Quatre. He saw the faint glow begin in his eyes that indicated that Quatre was planning something. "Now before you spin your wheels up over this, listen to me."

Quatre started and then blushed lightly at Trowa's insightful words. Sometimes he could read him better than anyone else.

"Wufei needs to deal with this on his own. He knows that we are here for him and can seek our help when he really needs it. Leave this to him, love."

"But." Quatre started but was silenced by a finger placed over his lips.

"I know, but we have to leave him alone." Trowa said gently before removing his hand. He stood up, Quatre easily cradled in his arms, ignoring the squeak that issued from him. "Now didn't you say something about bed."

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A/N: Is Wufei jealous of the other pilot's relationships or is there something more behind it. Stay tuned to find out more.