Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Bloody Valentine ❯ Chapter 6
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By: KentraShinataku02 
Anime/Manga: Gundam Wing Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Romance | Type: Songfic | Uploaded On: 04.13.2003 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.1K | Visits: 333 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Gundam Wing Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Romance | Type: Songfic | Uploaded On: 04.13.2003 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.1K | Visits: 333 | Status: Completed
Bloody Valentine: Part Six
"Yeah, me and Meiran had a lot of good times. We even used to pretend we were married. We would play like we were parents of some of the younger kids in the gang and promised we really _would_ get married if we still knew each other when we were older," Wufei said, a smile curving in the corners of his lips.
"Did you love her?" Duo wondered aloud.
"No. She was my best friend, I just wanted to keep that bond with somebody."
"And once she died... you had no one," Duo said, full of guilt.
"Until I got close to you, and _then_ I fell in love for the first time. And though I've got you, I still have no one," Wufei explained, avoiding Duo's eyes.
"I was never really physically alone, but I always was isolated mentally. I think that was my brothers' problems too. We were all just locked up in our own minds," Duo mused before taking another bite of soup, "my asshole father made sure of that."
"You probably don't want to talk about it... but if you will, I'd like to know.." Wufei said cautiously, allowing an escape out of the mental corner he could feel himself being pushed into.
"It's okay, most of it I've already told to..." he began, though cutting himself off too late.
"To Heero?" Wufei asked with an eyebrow raised, trying to filter the bitterness from his voice. Duo's feeling of guilt rose as his cheeks reddened and with determination, he decided that he would tell Wufei the truth, no matter how painful memories could be.
"Yes Wufei, I did tell Heero. But you have a right to know, too. Ask me whatever you want."
"And for every question I ask you, you can ask me one. Deal?" Wufei asked, feeling that a one-sided background inspection was too unfair.
"Deal," Duo forced out steadily, though the wavering grin on his face betrayed him by not coming close to meeting his eyes.
"What happened to your parents?" Wufei asked immediately, releasing the question that had been playing in his mind for so long. Duo had been expecting this first, he had prepared himself so many times to talk about this when he needed to, but now that the time came, every word he had implanted in his mind was slipping away.
"That... is probably a question that will take a lot of explaining, and I don't know if I can talk about all of it. I didn't tell Heero all of it either. My father is still out there somewhere; me, Jerden, and Paulo ran away from that life after he killed..." his voice broke, forcing him to take a deep breath and another moment to collect his thoughts, "after he killed our mom. Well, not right after, but I regret every day we stayed. Every damn day it just got worse." Wufei knew how hard it was to talk about memories such as this, but the question of where his parents were had been answered. He could save the rest for another question.
"That's enough for this question, you can ask me something now."
Duo took a few minutes before deciding, "Why did you run away from your first family?"
"Well, I guess we both had hard first questions for each other, huh? I ran away 'cause my pedophile parents had me in a child prostitution ring, not something I wanted to do with my life. I actually thought I could have a better life than that, but it didn't matter. I'm still not wanted by anybody in this cold world. But, back to the question. They always made me do all their dirty work. They'd take me somewhere and all of a sudden they couldn't steal for themselves, they had me do it. It was usually their drugs and shit, just because I was small and looked semi-innocent. More like malnourished..."
Duo was shocked to hear the clarity and calm that Wufei delivered the information with, he would never be able to talk about his own past that way. But there wasn't time to think about that; Wufei was about to ask another question and he needed to settle his mind.
"What's the worst mistake you made as a child?"
"I never fought back," Duo growled automatically. Wufei had only heard him used that bitter voice a few times, but he could feel the angry remorse emitting from him. He didn't dare ask who the comment was directed toward, but that would be one more question, and he wasn't sure how many more he wanted to answer.
"Of course, I wanted to. But if I had, I'd be dead now. My father wouldn't allow me to talk to him about anything he did to me, or my brothers and mother. No, hell no, that would be 'talking back'. I never understood why Jerden and Paulo were allowed to scream back at him when he punished them. No matter how hard I tried to fight it mentally instead of physically, the beatings just got worse. And the worse the beatings got, the more he enjoyed pulling me off to his bedroom in the middle of the night when the other two were sleeping," Duo explained, the bitterness in his voice only rising. Wufei moved closer to him in and attempt at comfort, and when he placed a hand on his knee, it was welcomed instead of brushed away with the usual embarrassed discomfort.
"Alright, the same question goes for you, what was your mistake?" Duo asked, still sounding angry.
"I had two big mistakes. The first is the people I killed while I was with the Dragons. It wasn't worth it. I'll never be able to wash the blood off my hands," he said glancing at Duo nervously.
"And your second..?" Duo asked reluctantly, already knowing the answer.
"My second... maybe it's the biggest... was falling in love with you."
The words rang painfully in Duo's ears, knowing that he caused so much pain to somebody who meant so much to him, that he was spreading his wounds wider each day.
"I have my next question," Wufei stated curtly, ignoring the hurt look that pierced him, "Did you ever love me?"
Duo stared at him, unsure of how to answer. He would betray either Heero or Wufei with whatever answer he supplied, honest or dishonest. But he hated to lie.
"I could lie to you, to save my ass from Heero, but I don't like to lie. But I fell in love with you _after_ Heero, so I could never tell you. That's why I always brush you off when you come too close, because I'm afraid of how _I_ will react. If it wasn't for Heero, every day for the rest of your life I'd tell you I love you."
"You love me?" Wufei repeated incredulously, "Why didn't you tell me?"
"Ah, now that is two questions in a row from you," Duo replied with a grin, "and I've got one for you."
"And that would be..?" Wufei asked slowly and in a daze as he moved so that his lips were mere inches from Duo's.
"I.." Duo murmured as they moved so close that nothing could come between them, yet they still remained untouching.
Suddenly a clanking sound behind them broke the building tension between their lips as two sets of eyes fell upon an enraged Heero who had just dropped his keys on the wooden floor.
"This isn't what you think it is," Duo automatically spat out. However, Heero wasn't listening as he clenched the neck of Wufei's shirt and threw him onto the hard floor where his head hit with a sickening thud.
"I though I told you to stay away from Duo," he growled.
"Stop it, Heero. I fuckin' told you it's not what you think. Don't you trust me?" Duo interrupted.
Turning to Duo, Heero's hand met his lover's cheek with a loud crack. "Is this what you call 'taking care' of Wufei? I come over to see how the little bastard is doing and I find him moving onto you! How am I supposed to trust you?" he sighed and then lowered his voice, "it's bad enough you live with another boy."
Duo stared at him in disbelief.
"Heero, you'd flip if I lived with a fuckin' girl! I'm bisexual, you moron, you know that. If I'm living with anyone other than you, you'll chew my ass out!"
"Then why don't you come live with me?" Heero demanded.
"Because I've got other responsibilities here," Duo answered quietly, shooting a meaningful glance to Wufei that indicated he was more than just a responsibility. Heero glared at Wufei.
"He's not a responsibility, he's a-- he's a fucking street kid that nobody wanted. He belongs on the streets, and if you love a little asshole like him more than me, then your not worth it."
Wufei couldn't take it anymore, that had opened a scar too deep. Everything Heero had said was true. Nobody wanted him, nobody ever would. He bolted from the apartment before Duo or Heero could stop him, not like they would care anyways. They probably wouldn't even notice he had left. Only now, he didn't know where to go.
So, he wouldn't go anywhere. He crouched behind a bush in the front yard, awaiting his next move as a plan slowly formulated in his mind. Part of him felt guilty for leaving Duo there with Heero, Heero had just _hit_ him for christ's sake! But Wufei was more concerned with a way to get back at Heero, Duo could take care of himself for now. The muffled voices raged on inside, proof that neither would come after him.
The mud sucked at Wufei's heels from his crouching position. The rain that had began in the early evening held no sign of letting up, it poured harder and harder as the night progressed. Wufei was already soaked all over after being in the rain for only minutes.
The splattering of the rain had become almost hypnotic and the smell of the night air built euphoria to it's peak; Wufei almost didn't notice when the apartment door slammed shut and a very ruffled Heero stormed off to his car. Maybe he was anticipating an apologetic Duo coming after him, maybe he thought that Wufei would get near enough that he could kill him. Maybe he just needed to relax before taking off into the dark, stormy streets. Whatever the reason, he sat in his car for at least ten minutes, not moving a muscle but his eyes, which seemed to be frantically searching for an untargeted obstacle. Wufei would never admit it, but he sometimes feared the way that Heero could remind him so much of some kind of laser. It scared him, especially, when the beam of the laser was directed at him, as it so often was. He seemed the perfect target for perfect Heero. A scrawny, weak little Chinese alcoholic who had never had anybody to love or nurture him just didn't compare to a rich, popular, psychology student who came from good and supportive parents and a mansion. You can bet that house had heat.
The sound of the car engine brought Wufei out of his daze as he looked up and saw Heero's car pull away in slow motion, as if an image out of a film. He let the car reach the street corner and watched as it turned before taking his own flight through backyards. He couldn't be seen, no matter what. It was dark as pitch outside, but some of the roads had streetlights, and the brief flashes of lightening that accompanied the rolling thunder threatened to reveal him. It was imperative that he wasn't seen. Wufei didn't really have to worry, he was a master of running and hiding. But tonight was different, tonight everything would change. He had been so damn close to gaining Duo as his own, but as usual Heero flattened every rising chance that he had. Tonight it would change. Tonight he would make sure that Heero never got his way again. That was the thought that encouraged his footsteps as he slipped through the yards, keeping Heero's blue car in sight the entire time. Heero didn't see the shadow creeping around the side of his house, he didn't notice as he was followed into his own front door.
Everything would change tonight.
Notes: There will only be two more chapters, at the most. Maybe only one, I haven't decided yet. From here, it starts gettin' good ::evil grin::
"Yeah, me and Meiran had a lot of good times. We even used to pretend we were married. We would play like we were parents of some of the younger kids in the gang and promised we really _would_ get married if we still knew each other when we were older," Wufei said, a smile curving in the corners of his lips.
"Did you love her?" Duo wondered aloud.
"No. She was my best friend, I just wanted to keep that bond with somebody."
"And once she died... you had no one," Duo said, full of guilt.
"Until I got close to you, and _then_ I fell in love for the first time. And though I've got you, I still have no one," Wufei explained, avoiding Duo's eyes.
"I was never really physically alone, but I always was isolated mentally. I think that was my brothers' problems too. We were all just locked up in our own minds," Duo mused before taking another bite of soup, "my asshole father made sure of that."
"You probably don't want to talk about it... but if you will, I'd like to know.." Wufei said cautiously, allowing an escape out of the mental corner he could feel himself being pushed into.
"It's okay, most of it I've already told to..." he began, though cutting himself off too late.
"To Heero?" Wufei asked with an eyebrow raised, trying to filter the bitterness from his voice. Duo's feeling of guilt rose as his cheeks reddened and with determination, he decided that he would tell Wufei the truth, no matter how painful memories could be.
"Yes Wufei, I did tell Heero. But you have a right to know, too. Ask me whatever you want."
"And for every question I ask you, you can ask me one. Deal?" Wufei asked, feeling that a one-sided background inspection was too unfair.
"Deal," Duo forced out steadily, though the wavering grin on his face betrayed him by not coming close to meeting his eyes.
"What happened to your parents?" Wufei asked immediately, releasing the question that had been playing in his mind for so long. Duo had been expecting this first, he had prepared himself so many times to talk about this when he needed to, but now that the time came, every word he had implanted in his mind was slipping away.
"That... is probably a question that will take a lot of explaining, and I don't know if I can talk about all of it. I didn't tell Heero all of it either. My father is still out there somewhere; me, Jerden, and Paulo ran away from that life after he killed..." his voice broke, forcing him to take a deep breath and another moment to collect his thoughts, "after he killed our mom. Well, not right after, but I regret every day we stayed. Every damn day it just got worse." Wufei knew how hard it was to talk about memories such as this, but the question of where his parents were had been answered. He could save the rest for another question.
"That's enough for this question, you can ask me something now."
Duo took a few minutes before deciding, "Why did you run away from your first family?"
"Well, I guess we both had hard first questions for each other, huh? I ran away 'cause my pedophile parents had me in a child prostitution ring, not something I wanted to do with my life. I actually thought I could have a better life than that, but it didn't matter. I'm still not wanted by anybody in this cold world. But, back to the question. They always made me do all their dirty work. They'd take me somewhere and all of a sudden they couldn't steal for themselves, they had me do it. It was usually their drugs and shit, just because I was small and looked semi-innocent. More like malnourished..."
Duo was shocked to hear the clarity and calm that Wufei delivered the information with, he would never be able to talk about his own past that way. But there wasn't time to think about that; Wufei was about to ask another question and he needed to settle his mind.
"What's the worst mistake you made as a child?"
"I never fought back," Duo growled automatically. Wufei had only heard him used that bitter voice a few times, but he could feel the angry remorse emitting from him. He didn't dare ask who the comment was directed toward, but that would be one more question, and he wasn't sure how many more he wanted to answer.
"Of course, I wanted to. But if I had, I'd be dead now. My father wouldn't allow me to talk to him about anything he did to me, or my brothers and mother. No, hell no, that would be 'talking back'. I never understood why Jerden and Paulo were allowed to scream back at him when he punished them. No matter how hard I tried to fight it mentally instead of physically, the beatings just got worse. And the worse the beatings got, the more he enjoyed pulling me off to his bedroom in the middle of the night when the other two were sleeping," Duo explained, the bitterness in his voice only rising. Wufei moved closer to him in and attempt at comfort, and when he placed a hand on his knee, it was welcomed instead of brushed away with the usual embarrassed discomfort.
"Alright, the same question goes for you, what was your mistake?" Duo asked, still sounding angry.
"I had two big mistakes. The first is the people I killed while I was with the Dragons. It wasn't worth it. I'll never be able to wash the blood off my hands," he said glancing at Duo nervously.
"And your second..?" Duo asked reluctantly, already knowing the answer.
"My second... maybe it's the biggest... was falling in love with you."
The words rang painfully in Duo's ears, knowing that he caused so much pain to somebody who meant so much to him, that he was spreading his wounds wider each day.
"I have my next question," Wufei stated curtly, ignoring the hurt look that pierced him, "Did you ever love me?"
Duo stared at him, unsure of how to answer. He would betray either Heero or Wufei with whatever answer he supplied, honest or dishonest. But he hated to lie.
"I could lie to you, to save my ass from Heero, but I don't like to lie. But I fell in love with you _after_ Heero, so I could never tell you. That's why I always brush you off when you come too close, because I'm afraid of how _I_ will react. If it wasn't for Heero, every day for the rest of your life I'd tell you I love you."
"You love me?" Wufei repeated incredulously, "Why didn't you tell me?"
"Ah, now that is two questions in a row from you," Duo replied with a grin, "and I've got one for you."
"And that would be..?" Wufei asked slowly and in a daze as he moved so that his lips were mere inches from Duo's.
"I.." Duo murmured as they moved so close that nothing could come between them, yet they still remained untouching.
Suddenly a clanking sound behind them broke the building tension between their lips as two sets of eyes fell upon an enraged Heero who had just dropped his keys on the wooden floor.
"This isn't what you think it is," Duo automatically spat out. However, Heero wasn't listening as he clenched the neck of Wufei's shirt and threw him onto the hard floor where his head hit with a sickening thud.
"I though I told you to stay away from Duo," he growled.
"Stop it, Heero. I fuckin' told you it's not what you think. Don't you trust me?" Duo interrupted.
Turning to Duo, Heero's hand met his lover's cheek with a loud crack. "Is this what you call 'taking care' of Wufei? I come over to see how the little bastard is doing and I find him moving onto you! How am I supposed to trust you?" he sighed and then lowered his voice, "it's bad enough you live with another boy."
Duo stared at him in disbelief.
"Heero, you'd flip if I lived with a fuckin' girl! I'm bisexual, you moron, you know that. If I'm living with anyone other than you, you'll chew my ass out!"
"Then why don't you come live with me?" Heero demanded.
"Because I've got other responsibilities here," Duo answered quietly, shooting a meaningful glance to Wufei that indicated he was more than just a responsibility. Heero glared at Wufei.
"He's not a responsibility, he's a-- he's a fucking street kid that nobody wanted. He belongs on the streets, and if you love a little asshole like him more than me, then your not worth it."
Wufei couldn't take it anymore, that had opened a scar too deep. Everything Heero had said was true. Nobody wanted him, nobody ever would. He bolted from the apartment before Duo or Heero could stop him, not like they would care anyways. They probably wouldn't even notice he had left. Only now, he didn't know where to go.
So, he wouldn't go anywhere. He crouched behind a bush in the front yard, awaiting his next move as a plan slowly formulated in his mind. Part of him felt guilty for leaving Duo there with Heero, Heero had just _hit_ him for christ's sake! But Wufei was more concerned with a way to get back at Heero, Duo could take care of himself for now. The muffled voices raged on inside, proof that neither would come after him.
The mud sucked at Wufei's heels from his crouching position. The rain that had began in the early evening held no sign of letting up, it poured harder and harder as the night progressed. Wufei was already soaked all over after being in the rain for only minutes.
The splattering of the rain had become almost hypnotic and the smell of the night air built euphoria to it's peak; Wufei almost didn't notice when the apartment door slammed shut and a very ruffled Heero stormed off to his car. Maybe he was anticipating an apologetic Duo coming after him, maybe he thought that Wufei would get near enough that he could kill him. Maybe he just needed to relax before taking off into the dark, stormy streets. Whatever the reason, he sat in his car for at least ten minutes, not moving a muscle but his eyes, which seemed to be frantically searching for an untargeted obstacle. Wufei would never admit it, but he sometimes feared the way that Heero could remind him so much of some kind of laser. It scared him, especially, when the beam of the laser was directed at him, as it so often was. He seemed the perfect target for perfect Heero. A scrawny, weak little Chinese alcoholic who had never had anybody to love or nurture him just didn't compare to a rich, popular, psychology student who came from good and supportive parents and a mansion. You can bet that house had heat.
The sound of the car engine brought Wufei out of his daze as he looked up and saw Heero's car pull away in slow motion, as if an image out of a film. He let the car reach the street corner and watched as it turned before taking his own flight through backyards. He couldn't be seen, no matter what. It was dark as pitch outside, but some of the roads had streetlights, and the brief flashes of lightening that accompanied the rolling thunder threatened to reveal him. It was imperative that he wasn't seen. Wufei didn't really have to worry, he was a master of running and hiding. But tonight was different, tonight everything would change. He had been so damn close to gaining Duo as his own, but as usual Heero flattened every rising chance that he had. Tonight it would change. Tonight he would make sure that Heero never got his way again. That was the thought that encouraged his footsteps as he slipped through the yards, keeping Heero's blue car in sight the entire time. Heero didn't see the shadow creeping around the side of his house, he didn't notice as he was followed into his own front door.
Everything would change tonight.
Notes: There will only be two more chapters, at the most. Maybe only one, I haven't decided yet. From here, it starts gettin' good ::evil grin::