Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Ever Fall in Love? ❯ Ever Fall in Love - Get Together ( Chapter 3 )

AN - This is the get-together chapter since quite a few people asked for one, sorry that it took so long, like over two years long.

 

Rating/Summary/Disclaimer - Please see part one

 

Ever Fall in Love

 

Chapter 3/3

 

Quatre lasted a few weeks before he snapped. Grabbing the shocked Deathscythe pilot around the wrist he pulled him into the kitchen, using the momentum to slam the teenage boy into the wall.

 

As Quatre let go Duo spun around, eyes wide. “What the hell? Q?”

 

“You,” Quatre hissed. “Are an idiot.”

 

“Hey!” Duo objected on principle, before pausing. “Why am I an idiot?”

 

Quatre rolled his eyes. “As if you didn't know.”

Clenching his teeth at the complete incomprehension on the other pilot's face he counted to ten and then spoke, “Heero.”

 

Instantly Duo slumped. “Oh, what about him?”

 

“You don't know,” Quatre realised instantly and fought the urge to hit his head off the wall. “You actually don't know.” He shook his head and then enunciated carefully, “he likes you.”

Duo gave a bitter laugh. “I don't know what's up with your space heart there Quatre but the chances of Heero liking me are pretty much-”

 

“I know,” Quatre interrupted. “That you don't think he's capable of feeling but, trust me, he is. You have to remember that Heero has basically no experience of social interaction.”

Duo looked confused. “What do you mean?”

 

“I mean that if you were both five years younger and not terrorists he'd be dipping your braid in the inkwell.”

 

Duo stared at him. “Quatre?”

 

The blonde pilot deflated suddenly. “I'm sorry, I know I'm snapping Duo but it hurts.” He rubbed his hand over his chest. “Someone has to do something and it has to be you.”

 

Duo opened his mouth to ask `why' and then closed it. He couldn't see Heero making the first move either.

 

“He's upstairs,” Quatre offered. “Go and talk to him, please Duo.”

 

“Quatre…”

“I know, but please try it. For me.”

 

In reply Duo walked out of the room, distracted, he nearly bumped into Trowa.

 

“Whoops.” He stumbled slightly and Trowa steadied him. “Sorry Tro-man.”

 

The green-eyed pilot didn't say anything, just glared at him and walked into the kitchen.

 

Blinking in confusion, Duo turned and walked up the stairs. Why was Trowa mad at him?

 

 

Heero was sitting quietly on his bed, staring out of one of the windows when Duo knocked quietly and entered.

 

“Hey Heero.”

The other teenager spun round in shock. “Duo!”

 

`Great,' Duo though glumly. `He can't even stand to be in the same room as me.'

 

“Hey,” he repeated awkwardly, capping it off with a wave. Heero just looked at him and Duo cursed himself inwardly. `Shit, no wonder he thinks I'm a moron.'

 

“I just talked to Quatre,” he continued, still cursing each word as it left his mouth. Really, could he sound anymore-?

 

Heero interrupted his mental criticism when his head shot up and Duo turned to look at him in confusion.

 

“Really?” Heero sounded nervous and it took Duo a second to remember what he'd said. Quatre, right. “That's funny, I just talked to Trowa.”

 

`So that's why he glared at me,' Duo realised absently as he stared at the other pilot.

 

“Duo,” Heero tentatively asked eventually. “Have I done something stupid?”

 

Duo just looked at him, wondering how he could ever have thought that the pilot was expressionless. Everything Heero thought or felt was written on his face!

 

“Well,” he offered finally. “If you have then I have too.”

 

Heero smiled hesitantly and Duo felt himself grin, helpless to stop the delighted expression.

 

Suddenly he recalled Quatre's words, `someone has to do something and it has to be you'. Heero had made the first move, however fumbling, and now it was Duo's turn.

 

“Love you,” he tendered eventually.

 

Slowly he felt himself relax as he took in Heero's expression and he knew exactly what was coming before the young man even said it.

 

“Love you too.”

 

Still, it was always nice to hear.

 

***

 

He couldn't wipe the stupid grin off his face for the rest of the day. Not even when Heero got called away on an emergency mission. For the first time he'd sent him off with a kiss and a `good luck'.

 

Whistling, he made his way back into the kitchen. Quatre looked up at him from behind a cup of tea and smiled.

 

“I take it that it went well then.”

Duo couldn't help the grin widening as he remembered. “Oh yeah.”

 

“Duo.” Quatre's voice was serious and he looked up into the blonde pilot's face.

 

“Yeah?”

 

“There's no such thing as falling in love with someone you shouldn't fall for.” Quatre sighed and his eyes focussed on something behind Duo's head.

 

Spinning in his seat Duo caught sight of Trowa walking past the window. He smirked, he'd been right then.

 

“Not when they love you back anyway,” Quatre finished, depression clear in his voice. Duo spun back.

 

“Excuse me?!”

 

Quatre frowned, confused. “What?”

 

Duo shook his head. “Okay, did I travel to an alternate version of this world where Trowa doesn't worship the ground you walk on?”

 

“What?” Quatre sounded shocked.

 

Duo rolled his eyes and stole a line. “Go and talk to him, please Quatre.”

 

And later he realises that both Quatre and Trowa have vanished into Quatre's bedroom.

 

And he catches sight of Wufei creeping back onto the grounds, a red rose clutched firmly in his hand.

 

And he hears the sounds of a returning gundam and runs out to the hanger, a smile on his face.

 

And wonders when life wasn't this way.