Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Coming Home ❯ Chapter 6

I woke up to something tickling my nose. That something ended up being the end of my own braid, wielded by one very sleepy-looking Heero Yuy. "Morning," he said softly, brushing the end of my braid over my lips. "You hungry? I smell breakfast." I smelled it too, and my stomach answered for me. Heero giggled and scooted out of reach when I swatted at him. I borrowed his robe, and he put on a pair of pajamas before we walked out to face the morning together.

We were almost at the kitchen door, lulled by the sound of low conversation and forks on plates, when I overheard my name. I paused, motioning Heero to wait and pulling him close to me as I listened to what was being said.

Quatre's voice was worried and persistent. "He's hiding something. Something happened, and you know what it is." Wufei ignored him. It sounded like Quatre had been at it for a while. "It's your duty to tell us."

Wufei's voice sounded a bit annoyed as he tried to get Quatre to drop the subject.

"Is it his grades?" Quatre asked. "Was it a fight? Did he get suspended? Is there a problem at school?" I should have left then; the conversation was getting too close to the truth. I should have taken Heero back upstairs, but I was frozen in place as I listened to Quatre's relentless questioning.

"Wufei, please! We're like family. What affects Duo affects us all, and …"

"And you are obviously going to pester me about it until I finally tell you! All right already!" Wufei roared. "He got some stupid onna he was seeing with child."

Quatre gasped and a fork fell onto a plate with a clatter.

Heero had stiffened in my arms. Oh, fuck.

There was no other sound in the house, just a shocked silence that seemed to stretch through several seconds. Then Trowa, with his mouth still full, said "Pass the bacon? Thanks."

Part of me wanted to laugh at Trowa's oblivious question, part of me wanted to howl at Quatre and Wufei, part of me wanted to deny it loudly to Heero. But …

I couldn't lie to him.

Heero had been standing perfectly still. He wouldn't even look at me when I said his name. He pushed away from me and held his hand out as if to tell me not to come any closer.

"Heero," I pleaded softly. He hesitated for a moment, then looked at me with eyes that threatened to spill over with tears. "Don't. Don't run from me, don't hide from me."

"You're the one that hides things, Duo." He backed away from me, turning toward the stairs. I couldn't let him leave. I grabbed his shoulder and turned him around, holding his arm. "No!" he said, and then the tears did start to fall, spilling down his lovely face. He jerked away and my hand fell from his arm. "Heero," I whispered.

His footsteps echoed through the hallway as he ran upstairs to his room. The door slammed.

We'd barely gotten a beginning together, and it was ending already.