Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Beautiful Life ❯ Chapter 6 ( Chapter 7 )

Disclaimer : I do not own the GW characters but I do own the OCs.

Author's Note: Beta'd by lass 48 (^_^)

 

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Beautiful Life

 

Chapter 6

 

 

 

Too many things had happened in one day and some background stories about Fei had left him speechless. Everything was a blur to him as his brain tried to digest the information. He might just as well claim the nickname "Twinkle" from Alex who was always in a fog if someone tried to explain something or talk to him. Light on, light off and so on. His head felt like it was gonna explode every time he tried hard to remember his past. He managed to hide his pain but not for long when the blonde guy suddenly interrupted the story saying that it's enough for today and will be continued the next time we meet. Fei tried to object but was silent when his soft blue eyes looked at him full of concern and a hand over his heart, saying that the rest would be told next time when they meet as now he was confused, tired and in pain. A good night's rest is in order. Fei swallowed hard at the look on the blonde's face. It was pretty hard to say no to him with that look and he nodded his head in agreement.

 

After dinner, their guests rather reluctantly, finally managed to call it a day and left. Both Gary and Fei heaved their own sighs of relief. They thought they would need some sort of broomstick or pan to make them go away. After the others had gone, they locked every door and window in the house and retired for the day.

 

Later...

 

Lying on the bed naked on his stomach with his cheek resting on his crossed arms, Fei purred in pleasure as Gary, wearing only briefs, seated on his knees beside him, applied more lotion to his lower back and started to massage, slowly moving to his buttocks and finally his legs. Every night after having their respective bath and shower, Gary would massage Fei's lower body to relief some pressure soreness. Sitting too long in a wheelchair prevented blood circulation in the skin and if not taken care of, redness or breaks in the skin would appear and the skin would die. Normally the nerves send messages of pain or feelings of discomfort to your brain to let you know that you need to change position, but damage to your spinal cord keeps these messages from reaching your brain.

 

"Nice..." Fei purred. His eyes closed in bliss as he smiled in content.

 

"I gotta charge you a buck per minute for this service." Gary quipped as he took a glance at his contented face.

 

"Like you would do that, and stop playing with my butt." Fei opened his eyes to glare at him.

 

"Oooh, I'm so scared. Ol' Mighty Kitten finally unsheathed its claws and baring its fangs to its Master after all the time they have spent together in undying love. How ungrateful." Gary, ever the queen drama, started to sob and a finger wiped away an imaginary tear at the corner of his eye tenderly.

 

Fei rolled his eyes and let out a grunt as he shifted his head to bury his face on his arms. "What did I ever do to deserve this?"

 

"Oh, you wanna know?" Gary dropped his act and started to grin evilly. Hands hovered above Fei's body. "Coz' you have the cutest butt in the whole world!" With that, his hands reached for his target.

 

"AAH!" Fei jerked his head up in surprise. "Stop groping my butt!!!"

 

Gary just cackled and never stopped his assault on said piece of butt.

 

"PERVERTED OLD MAN!!!"

 

After the massage incident, Gary washed up his hands before he helped Fei into his pajamas.

 

"Gary...?" Fei looked shyly at the person above him.

 

"Hm?" Gary raised his eyebrows questioningly at the person under him as he buttoned up the last button of his shirt.

 

"Could you..." Fei swallowed nervously before he tried again. "Could you hold me for tonight?" With that, his face instantly turned crimson. For tonight, Fei did not want to sleep alone after what had happened today. His mind was in turmoil and he did not wish to think about it anymore, but just get a good night sleep. He would worry about it tomorrow when his mind was much more rested and able to make sense.

 

Gary's face softened and he smiled at him. It was very rare for Fei to ask to sleep together. Mostly they would just cuddle to gain some comfort from each other before bed time but never sleep together. Both of them respected their moments of privacy. Well, privacy of thought. Though having baths and showers together were considered intimate moments in most people's opinion.

 

Gently brushing a few strands of hair away from his forehead, "Sure, if you want me to." Gary said softly, still smiling. "Let me put some pajamas on first. I don't think you would appreciate me sleeping only with my briefs, do you?"

 

"Well, if you don't mind me drooling over your precious skin." Fei snorted though he flushed slightly.

 

"Enough said. I don't need you to feed me a visual picture of you drooling and snoring." Gary playfully poked a few times at Fei's pert nose but before Fei could get a hold of his finger, he straightened up and whistled while sashaying his way out of the bedroom in search for his pajamas.

 

"I don't snore!" Fei intensified his glare at the swaying butt in hopes of burn a hole in it.

 

A few minutes later Gary emerged fully dressed in his pajamas with... Fei rubbed his eyes and blinked a few times in disbelieve. His eyes went wide. "Cats?"

 

Gary turned 360 degrees and struck a pose before Fei, grinning like an idiot. "You like them?"

 

"Where the hell did you find the kind of pajamas with cats all over them?" Fei paused and then added, "And in yellow."

 

"I found them last week on my way back from the hospital at a shop and I think they are cute and remind me of you so, I bought them."

 

"Me? A cat?" Fei growled dangerously at him.

 

"Yeah, you are just like kitten. Love to get all cuddly. Though it loves to show its claws, but really a big softie on the inside." Gary sighed dreamingly.

 

A vein throbbed on Fei's forehead and his left eyebrow twitched slightly. "Big softie indeed." He mumbled under his breath. Taking a deep breath, he smiled sweetly and said, "C'mon, let's go to sleep. I'm tired." His voice dripped with sugar.

 

Gary came back to earth and all but skipped to the awaiting bed. "Okay." Slipping into the bed and pulling the blanket up to his chin, he shifted his body onto his side to face Fei on the bed. He gave Fei a toothy grin. "Comfy."

 

Fei still with the sweet smile plastered on his face, asked nicely. "May I have your hand please?"

 

Without a second thought, Gary put out his hand to Fei's and gently clasped hands.

 

"Thank you." Fei whispered and moved Gary's hand to his mouth to give it a light peck.

 

Gary practically melted at the sight of Fei's affection for him, right before...

 

"YEOW!!!"

 

Teeth sank into his hand.

 

 

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Jazz music filled the air softly. The pub was lit with a dim orange light from the ceiling above and in the middle of each table was a small candle in a transparent glass cup creating soft illumination. A suitable place for couples to have a date and have some romantic moments. Seated at the bar are none other than Heero Yuy and Duo Maxwell. Each was nursing their own chosen poison. Both faces looked slightly flush. The two top buttons of Heero's shirt had been opened showing his hard flushed chest off while Duo had unzipped his hoody. After they had left the chalet, both Heero and Duo went to have a much needed drink while Trowa and Quatre went back to their hotel. Stumbling into the nearest place which served liquor, they sat at the bar and ordered their drinks. Four shots of tequila and three shots of vodka. Both had said nothing for almost an hour. They were lost to their own thoughts and feelings.

 

“For two years we have been worried sick and suffered like hell searching for him but he remembers nothing of us.” Duo finally broke the silence between them. Slumped over the bar, he pressed his shot of Tequila to his warm forehead, eyes closed.

 

“He's no longer the Chang Wufei we used to know. He has changed. A lot I should say.” Heero took a sip of his Vodka. His eyes had a faraway look.

 

Duo snorted. Blinking his hazy eyes open, he said “No more justice ranting. No more death glares. No more Chinese traditional clothes. No more hidden feelings. No more… tight pony tail. He looks younger. So much softer… and fragile.” He downed his shot of Vodka in one big gulp and slammed the glass down hard on the bar with a bang.

 

After hearing Duo saying that, Heero followed suit. The bartender gave them a look but said nothing so long as they did not break the glasses or caused any trouble. The bartender was trying to decide whether he should continue to serve another round to both of them. He really did not want to clean up the mess after them but he just served them another round. They were his customers after all.

 

“He seems so much happier with that Gary guy. Did you realize that during the whole conversation… both of them were holding hands all that time?” Heero looked hazily at the ice cube in his glass.

 

Of course Duo realized it. How Wufei smiled at him, looked at him… touched him. He admitted that he did feel jealous of that guy. In the past, Wufei would raise his katana right between his eyes if he dared to try to touch him or as he would say, cross over his boundaries.

 

“I wonder how deep their relationship is.” Duo sighed heavily.

 

Heero swirled his glass a bit before he took a gulp and let out a soft sigh. He started to miss his once known Wufei stronger than before. Back in the past, both of them would always give their best death glare at each other. They would test their combats skills on each other as if they were in a real war zone. They would snap remarks at each other. But once in a while, they would sit together in the living room and have a quiet moment. Every time they were having this weird moment together during the middle of the night when they couldn't sleep for their nightmares, each would take turns making tea for both of them. Though they said nothing, they felt comfortable with each other. They would stay up until almost dawn before they retired to their respective bedroom and caught a few winks. It was the only secret both of them shared without the others' knowledge. Not even until today. But now, it seemed like he was the only one who knew their secret.

 

“If only I had tried harder… He won't be like this now.” Heero thought out loud.

 

In the chalet when Gary had disappeared into Fei's bedroom to collect him, Trowa briefly shared with them all of what he had learned from Fei back at the coffee shop. Frankly, they all felt something smelled fishy about the whole incident.

 

“If I find the culprit, he will beg for his death.” Duo growled dangerously.

 

Heero turned to him and asked. “How do you know that the culprit is a he?”

 

Duo tilted his head to look Heero in the face sluggishly. “Well… It must be a he isn't it. If not then who had that kind of strength to beat up Fei-man? He must be some well trained terrorist just like us who beat him.”

 

Heero blinked his eyes. “Point taken.” Then he frowned. “But what if Wufei was drugged and was beaten by some woman?”

 

Duo snickered. “Hee-chan, you're totally wasted right now. Hello~~, we are ex-Gundam pilots for crying out loud. Our bodies are trained to get used to all sorts of drugs. We are invincible, dude.” He took a big gulp of his Tequila.

 

Heero grunted. “Point taken. Maybe I have had enough to drink. It's started to mess with my brain function.”

 

Duo choked on his drink as some of it had gone down the wrong pipe. Tequila spilled out from his mouth and he coughed badly as he frantically banged on his chest to help clear his windpipe.

 

The bartender came over to them looking disapproving. Picking up a cloth, he wiped up the mess. Well, at least it was just liquid. “I'm sorry but I think your partner has had enough. Do you want me to call a cab for you?” The bartender asked nicely.

 

Heero glared at him hazily. Finishing off his shot of Vodka, he said, “No need. Our hotel is nearby. A walk and some fresh air will be fine.” He pulled out his wallet and put some notes on the bar. “Keep the change.”

 

Heero stood up and took Duo, who was still coughing up a lung and trying to catch his breath, around his shoulders. Duo moaned when he could speak. “Oh, man Heero. Don't you ever pull out a scientific joke when I am having a drink. It's not funny.” He coughed a few more times as Heero led him from the pub.

 

“I did not make any joke.”

 

“Yes, you did.” Duo hiccupped and groaned. “Oh, god. I don't feel so good.” His face tinted a green color. He slumped heavily onto Heero.

 

“Sleep it off tonight and we shall think of a plan and our next step for tomorrow when we can make sense.”

 

 

 

 

 

 

TBC…