Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Coming Home ❯ Chapter 7

I spent at least half an hour trying to coax Heero to come out of his room. "Heero, please come out," I called through his door. There was no answer. "Please." Silence. A soft muffled sniffling.

"Heero, let's talk about it."

More silence.

"You're angry at me. Please open the door."

Silence again.

What right did he have to act like this? It happened long before anything between us. He was acting like I'd betrayed him or something.

"You're overreacting, Heero!" That got a reaction, but it wasn't a good one.

The door flew open, and I cringed at the tears in Heero's eyes and the accusation in his voice. "I am NOT overreacting! You kept that from me."

And I had. I couldn't deny that. I didn't want any of them to know, didn't want them to think any less of me. I thought I could keep it a secret.

Heero's wavering voice interrupted my thoughts. "How could you do that, Duo? How could you?" Accusation. Scorn. Contempt.

I wanted to run. I didn't want things to be like this between Heero and I. I had been seeing a whole new side of Heero; it was like he'd opened his heart to me.

"Heero, please. I just want -" I reached out to touch him and he slapped my hand away.

"How could you do what you did last night?" He asked angrily, fresh tears lingering on his lashes even as he glared at me.

"You love her! You should be with her." He said it with an air of finality.

"I didn't and I don't love her!" I protested. "It was just casual sex between friends, Heero!" The minute the words passed my lips, I wished I could have taken them back, rephrased them or prefaced them with an explanation. But it was too late. I held my breath.

Heero stilled completely, looking down so that his heavy bangs obscured his face from me. A small voice said "That's supposed to make me feel better? I can't believe I …" His voice trailed off, then came back loudly. "You have nothing to explain. As a friend, I should understand. Right?" He pushed me back, and slammed the door in my face. I just stood there, stunned by the amount of bitterness poured into that last word. I had no words to answer him.

I could hear Heero crying behind the closed door and a tightening pain was constricting my chest.

It was just like I'd feared. They found out my secret, and they hated me for it. Heero hated me. I had to get away from the sound of Heero's sobs. My feet took me back to the kitchen. Quatre and Trowa had gone out, but Wufei was sitting at the table waiting for me. I pulled up a chair and quietly sat down. I was already miserable so I might as well get it over with. I spread my hands before me on the table and said heavily, "You wanted to talk?"