Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Lights, Camera, Action! ❯ Chapter 3 ( Chapter 3 )
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By: Jadeduo 
Anime/Manga: Gundam Wing Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai / Drama / Romance / Angst | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 09.06.2003 | Pages: 1 | Words: 2.7K | Visits: 489 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Gundam Wing Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai / Drama / Romance / Angst | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 09.06.2003 | Pages: 1 | Words: 2.7K | Visits: 489 | Status: Completed
Title: Lights, Camera, Action! 3/14+
Author: Jadeduo
Pairings: 2x1x2, 3x4, 5xS, R+1 one-sided
Warnings: yaoi, romance, angst, language, lemon, Relena bashing
Rating: R - NC-17
Disclaimer: None of the boys are mine... Only in my dreams... So don't sue all you'll get is a very beat up manga collection.
Notes: Damn! That was exhausting, my keyboard is smoking! :o) Hope you like it :o) ~Jadeduo
Lights, Camera, Action! - Part 3
*Beep! Beep! Beep!*
Duo looked up groggily at the offending alarm, and slammed the snooze button. "Goddamn alarm!" He couldn't believe it! What a week! Everything had been going to hell in a hand basket, and that was before Heero showed up and caused his entire world to fall out from beneath him. He was so not going to work today. He'd already told Quatre that last night after he left his place, after that disastrous lunch.
Then, he went out and got roaring drunk. Man, he'd needed that. The only problem now was the raging hangover he now had, well that, and Heero. "How could he do that to me? He's not even Heero anymore. He's some sort of fake pretentious wannabe Heero. That man can't be the quiet, almost shy, lover I once knew. It just isn't possible!" Duo said as he slowly got up to head for the shower.
"Ugh, better go shower. Quatre will be calling soon to make plans for tonight, and I am so not looking forward to that tonight. I don't need anyone else. I needed Heero, but then he thought that he was holding me back. Hah! Look at how that turned out. It seems I was holding back the soon to be famous Odin Lowe Jr. of all people. Hah! Look, now I'm fuckin' talking to myself. How pathetic is that? God dammit, why couldn't he have just been happy with what I offered him?"
The problem was that he knew that Heero wouldn't have stayed. No matter how many times he asked, he was friggin' Gundam pilot. He needed to feel needed. He needed to feel he was doing something, and Duo knew that feeling better than anyone. He'd just wished Heero had said something to him, had told him how he felt, instead of just up and leaving only after he finally got the urge to tell him he loved him.
"How could he? I loved him so much! I told him that everyday, hoping it would get through that thick skull of his. but no. No, that's too much to ask for poor old Duo Maxwell. What am I going to do now? Heero seems so happy in all those vidclips I see of him, and the tabloids have him nailing all the women he could ever need. God knows, I didn't expect him to be faithful to me, but damn! Didn't he realize I would find out that I would know about almost every person he slept with?" Duo slammed the shower wall as he thought about his lover being with someone else. ~No, he thought sardonically. ~Ex-lover.~
There was nothing between them anymore. He knew that now. Heero had discovered women. He couldn't compete with that. He couldn't give Heero a family or a future. All he could give was himself, and he had whole heartedly - it just wasn't enough.
*Rrrrrriiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiinnnnnnnnnnggggggg!!!!!*
Duo jumped. "Gahhh! Must be Quatre. Better go get the vidphone, or it won't stop ringing until I answer it. Never lets me get away with anything." Throwing a shirt on, Duo went to answer the phone. "Hello?!"
"Hi, Duo! You ready to forget about one Heero Yuy? Or are you going to sulk in your apartment all day?" asked Quatre, a little too cheerily...
"Hi Q! No, and I've been thinking about it."
"Duo?!" Quatre admonished. "You can't be serious! You have to get out, at least to burn off all that anger you have about this whole mess--"
"Kat, I said I would go out tonight, and I will. I just... this whole thing has me screwed up in the head. He told me he loved me and he left. He fuckin' left, Quatre. And now he's this billionaire actor playboy who takes love from others and tosses it away like so much trash. I don't think he can give love to anyone anymore. He's just so different from the Heero I knew, it angers and saddens me at the same time. Hopefully, tonight I can work out some of this frustration, instead of getting roaring drunk again."
"Duo, you know me and the rest of the guys are here for you, right?"
"Yah, I know, Quatre, and I appreciate it. I just want the old Heero back. I couldn't care less about how anti-social he was, I miss him."
"I know, Duo... How about you go get some double chocolate fudge brownie chunk ice-cream, eat at least half the carton - and then meet me at my place around 7pm. I'll make the plans for tonight."
"Now you're talkin', Quatre! 'Kay, see ya later then. Ja ne!"
"Ja ne, Duo!"
*****
Quatre was very nervous about tonight. He hoped against hope that all would go well. He had picked out the hottest club on L4 to go to tonight, in the hopes that at least with good music and good company Duo would lighten up a bit, but there was no telling with the way things had been going lately in their lives. It was then that Duo showed up in tight black leather pants that looked like they'd been poured on, and a loose fitting purple silk shirt. Quatre gawked.
"Quatre, put your tongue away. Your husband might not like you gawking at another man while he's away," Duo teased.
"Damn, Duo, no one in the room will be able to keep their hands off of you!"
"Well, that was the idea, wasn't it?"
"Seriously, Duo, don't worry about finding anyone tonight. Let's just go and have fun, okay?"
"'Kay! Last one to the car is buying drinks tonight!!"
"Duo!" Quatre yelled at Duo, who was halfway to the car already. Quatre swore.
*****
Duo was finally feeling better after a rather depressing two days. The ice cream and dancing helped work off all that extra anger he had been carrying around. He was actually having a really good time. It seemed everyone was trying to dance with him, and that made him feel more wanted than he had in months. He thought, well, that's what you get for living alone and staying celibate for five years.
Quatre meanwhile was ecstatic that Duo seemed happier than he had in a while, considering how depressed he was after seeing Heero. He wondered what Heero was thinking, leaving Duo like that. The man was a god, next to his Trowa of course, but still! What was the man thinking? How could Heero leave like that, and then come back as if nothing had happened? Hn, I guess he knows me. Once had I found out he was on L4, I would have tracked him down, demanding why he hadn't visited us. He stopped that from happening by beating me to the punch so to speak-- That's when Quatre noticed some squealing at the table next to his.
"I can't believe that's actually him. I mean I knew he was shooting his new movie in town, but I never thought that he would come here! Come on. Let's ask him to dance!!!"
Quatre turned in the direction the girls were drooling, thinking 'No. Not here. Not now... Heero! What the hell? Since when does he go clubbing? And when did he start dating women? God, I hope Duo doesn't notice!' Quatre ran off to find Duo, and get him the hell out of there!
It was too late though. Duo was on the dance floor when Heero walked in. He was in his element, allowing his body to work with music, purging all the frustration of seeing Heero again out of his body, trying to get some of his old self back. Then, he heard screeching of the like that would make even Relena cringe. He turned to see what the hell all the screaming was about, and it was then that he saw Heero with a girl on each arm and several scantily clad women running towards him. They locked eyes from across the room; cobalt blue eyes give nothing away, while the violet eyes were heartbroken.
Duo watched the display and thought, "God, he doesn't even care that he's broken me!" With that, he left the club at a run, knowing that Quatre would understand.
*****
Quatre saw Duo run out of the club, and thought, "Damn him! Damn him! Damn him! We were finally making progress, and he has to go screw it all up! I don't care who sees us, I'm going to go give that rat bastard a piece of my mind!" Quatre stalked off towards Heero.
Just then, Heero spotted Quatre stalking towards him, with a less than friendly look on his face. "Excuse me, ladies, but I see an old friend coming my way. We have some old business we need to discuss. Please, excuse me," Heero told every one of the girls surrounding him, and then turned to the oncoming blonde tornado. "Quatre, this is about Duo, isn't it?"
"Yes," Quatre replied, seething with anger.
"Come on. Let's go to my hotel room, and you can yell at me about it there, okay?"
"Fine, but don't talk to me till we get there, Yuy."
Heero stayed silent as they both walked out of the club, to the hotel where Heero was staying. Either way, bad or good, something was going to happen. Neither person knew what.
*****
After Heero locked the door to the penthouse and turned around, Quatre ripped into him. "What the hell is wrong with you, Yuy? I can't believe you! Of all the insensitive asshole things to do to Duo! I thought you told him you loved him before you left. What changed that? What made you think it was okay to nail anything in a skirt? What made you think it was okay to act indifferent to Duo ever since you got back? How could you do that to him?
"You know, he was completely distraught after you left. He wouldn't do anything. He just sat around the apartment. He gave up on the salvage yard. He gave up on life. It wasn't until Hilde found him bleeding to death on the floor of his bathroom that we knew anything was wrong! You did that to him!
"You know he still loves you, right! Did you know that he hasn't been with anyone for five years? He's been waiting for your sorry ass! I told him he was insane when you showed up again in the papers as Odin Lowe. I told him to move on, but he wouldn't. He loves you more than anyone I've ever seen love another person! How could you? How could you!"
Heero just stood there, taking in everything that Quatre said, gasping when he heard about Duo's suicide attempt, and then when he found out he hadn't moved on. He had expected Duo to find someone else. He had expected Duo to be distant when he visited earlier. He hadn't expected to see the heartbreak in those violet eyes at the club. And he especially hadn't expected this from Quatre.
"Well! Aren't you going to say something about this, Heero?!!" Quatre said interrupting his thoughts.
"Quatre, I think I need to explain something. Let's go inside further and sit down. I'm going to need a stiff drink, and we'll probably be here a while."
"Okay. Lead the way, but I want an explanation, and I'm not leaving until I get one."
"Okay, Quatre." Heero led the way into the penthouse. Quatre sat down while Heero grabbed a bottle of Jack Daniels from the bar and a glass, poured himself a glass, took a big gulp, and sat down, ready to begin.
"Five years ago, I was happy living with Duo. He was the most brilliant thing in my mostly dark life. I treasured each moment we spent in that run down little apartment. He was always so happy and vibrant, and, for lack of a better phrase, he coloured my rather dark world. I loved him more than anything, but I couldn't bring myself to tell him, so I showed him. I cooked for him, cleaned, and made love to him as tenderly as I knew how. The only problem was that I didn't feel like I was needed. I felt like a burden on Duo. I couldn't hold down a job or interact really well with... well, anyone. I though he needed more than a broken soldier with more blood on his hands than death itself. I didn't feel worthy of him or the love he offered me everyday of the week. So I left. I didn't know where I was going, or what I would do. I just knew I couldn't burden Duo any longer.
"So I packed what little I had and left. I went to Los Angeles on Earth, because of the weather, hoping I could sleep outside, until I found something I could do. It was there I was stopped by an agent, and he told me that I should model. I got on the web, and looked for more information. I came upon a reputable agency and was granted an interview. I modeled for a while, almost two years, before I was offered my first role.
"Then, things rocketed, and my career took off, seemingly without me. Since then I've been borrowing the mask that Duo used during the war. It was then I realized how much I missed him. You have to believe me, Quatre. I haven't touched anyone since Duo. I still loved him. I always missed him. I just didn't realize how much, until my career took off, and then I was always too busy to even try to start reconciling my feelings for Duo and returning to him.
"Then, this movie came up. It was supposed to be shot here on L4, and I took it, hoping I would be able to get myself worked up enough to go see Duo and beg his forgiveness. It went all wrong. He was downright cold when we met at lunch, and then this club disaster. I don't know what to think."
"Heero, Duo still loves you. He was just surprised by this new you, and it made him sad that you weren't being yourself. Then, when he saw you with all those women, it broke his heart. He didn't believe for a second what the tabloids said, but then there was all that evidence right in front of his face. Heero, you've got to go tell him that you love him."
"I can't, Quatre. God knows I love him with all my heart, but I'm afraid. I'm afraid I pushed him too far."
"You probably did, but give him some time to calm down. Come see me tomorrow, and think about what we talked about tonight, even the yelling part, Because everything I've said in anger I think Duo now honestly believes. Now, get some sleep. I'll see you tomorrow and we can work on an apology together. Goodnight, Heero."
"Goodnight, Quatre."
*****
Dear Little One,
Cathy says hi! And everything is going fine here. I'm sorry I'm not there to support you when Heero finally decided to show himself. I hope that they realize that they are both being idiots. I've never seen two people more in love, besides us! I hope they can work past their differences. But, love, please don't push too hard. They need to discover all their stupidity for themselves. It's the only way it can work out in the end. You cannot, I repeat, cannot tell Shinigami or the Perfect Soldier what to do, even if it's for their own good. Good luck, love! Let me know what's going on, and if you need me, e-mail me, and I'll be there as soon as I can.
Love,
Trowa
Author: Jadeduo
Pairings: 2x1x2, 3x4, 5xS, R+1 one-sided
Warnings: yaoi, romance, angst, language, lemon, Relena bashing
Rating: R - NC-17
Disclaimer: None of the boys are mine... Only in my dreams... So don't sue all you'll get is a very beat up manga collection.
Notes: Damn! That was exhausting, my keyboard is smoking! :o) Hope you like it :o) ~Jadeduo
Lights, Camera, Action! - Part 3
*Beep! Beep! Beep!*
Duo looked up groggily at the offending alarm, and slammed the snooze button. "Goddamn alarm!" He couldn't believe it! What a week! Everything had been going to hell in a hand basket, and that was before Heero showed up and caused his entire world to fall out from beneath him. He was so not going to work today. He'd already told Quatre that last night after he left his place, after that disastrous lunch.
Then, he went out and got roaring drunk. Man, he'd needed that. The only problem now was the raging hangover he now had, well that, and Heero. "How could he do that to me? He's not even Heero anymore. He's some sort of fake pretentious wannabe Heero. That man can't be the quiet, almost shy, lover I once knew. It just isn't possible!" Duo said as he slowly got up to head for the shower.
"Ugh, better go shower. Quatre will be calling soon to make plans for tonight, and I am so not looking forward to that tonight. I don't need anyone else. I needed Heero, but then he thought that he was holding me back. Hah! Look at how that turned out. It seems I was holding back the soon to be famous Odin Lowe Jr. of all people. Hah! Look, now I'm fuckin' talking to myself. How pathetic is that? God dammit, why couldn't he have just been happy with what I offered him?"
The problem was that he knew that Heero wouldn't have stayed. No matter how many times he asked, he was friggin' Gundam pilot. He needed to feel needed. He needed to feel he was doing something, and Duo knew that feeling better than anyone. He'd just wished Heero had said something to him, had told him how he felt, instead of just up and leaving only after he finally got the urge to tell him he loved him.
"How could he? I loved him so much! I told him that everyday, hoping it would get through that thick skull of his. but no. No, that's too much to ask for poor old Duo Maxwell. What am I going to do now? Heero seems so happy in all those vidclips I see of him, and the tabloids have him nailing all the women he could ever need. God knows, I didn't expect him to be faithful to me, but damn! Didn't he realize I would find out that I would know about almost every person he slept with?" Duo slammed the shower wall as he thought about his lover being with someone else. ~No, he thought sardonically. ~Ex-lover.~
There was nothing between them anymore. He knew that now. Heero had discovered women. He couldn't compete with that. He couldn't give Heero a family or a future. All he could give was himself, and he had whole heartedly - it just wasn't enough.
*Rrrrrriiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiinnnnnnnnnnggggggg!!!!!*
Duo jumped. "Gahhh! Must be Quatre. Better go get the vidphone, or it won't stop ringing until I answer it. Never lets me get away with anything." Throwing a shirt on, Duo went to answer the phone. "Hello?!"
"Hi, Duo! You ready to forget about one Heero Yuy? Or are you going to sulk in your apartment all day?" asked Quatre, a little too cheerily...
"Hi Q! No, and I've been thinking about it."
"Duo?!" Quatre admonished. "You can't be serious! You have to get out, at least to burn off all that anger you have about this whole mess--"
"Kat, I said I would go out tonight, and I will. I just... this whole thing has me screwed up in the head. He told me he loved me and he left. He fuckin' left, Quatre. And now he's this billionaire actor playboy who takes love from others and tosses it away like so much trash. I don't think he can give love to anyone anymore. He's just so different from the Heero I knew, it angers and saddens me at the same time. Hopefully, tonight I can work out some of this frustration, instead of getting roaring drunk again."
"Duo, you know me and the rest of the guys are here for you, right?"
"Yah, I know, Quatre, and I appreciate it. I just want the old Heero back. I couldn't care less about how anti-social he was, I miss him."
"I know, Duo... How about you go get some double chocolate fudge brownie chunk ice-cream, eat at least half the carton - and then meet me at my place around 7pm. I'll make the plans for tonight."
"Now you're talkin', Quatre! 'Kay, see ya later then. Ja ne!"
"Ja ne, Duo!"
*****
Quatre was very nervous about tonight. He hoped against hope that all would go well. He had picked out the hottest club on L4 to go to tonight, in the hopes that at least with good music and good company Duo would lighten up a bit, but there was no telling with the way things had been going lately in their lives. It was then that Duo showed up in tight black leather pants that looked like they'd been poured on, and a loose fitting purple silk shirt. Quatre gawked.
"Quatre, put your tongue away. Your husband might not like you gawking at another man while he's away," Duo teased.
"Damn, Duo, no one in the room will be able to keep their hands off of you!"
"Well, that was the idea, wasn't it?"
"Seriously, Duo, don't worry about finding anyone tonight. Let's just go and have fun, okay?"
"'Kay! Last one to the car is buying drinks tonight!!"
"Duo!" Quatre yelled at Duo, who was halfway to the car already. Quatre swore.
*****
Duo was finally feeling better after a rather depressing two days. The ice cream and dancing helped work off all that extra anger he had been carrying around. He was actually having a really good time. It seemed everyone was trying to dance with him, and that made him feel more wanted than he had in months. He thought, well, that's what you get for living alone and staying celibate for five years.
Quatre meanwhile was ecstatic that Duo seemed happier than he had in a while, considering how depressed he was after seeing Heero. He wondered what Heero was thinking, leaving Duo like that. The man was a god, next to his Trowa of course, but still! What was the man thinking? How could Heero leave like that, and then come back as if nothing had happened? Hn, I guess he knows me. Once had I found out he was on L4, I would have tracked him down, demanding why he hadn't visited us. He stopped that from happening by beating me to the punch so to speak-- That's when Quatre noticed some squealing at the table next to his.
"I can't believe that's actually him. I mean I knew he was shooting his new movie in town, but I never thought that he would come here! Come on. Let's ask him to dance!!!"
Quatre turned in the direction the girls were drooling, thinking 'No. Not here. Not now... Heero! What the hell? Since when does he go clubbing? And when did he start dating women? God, I hope Duo doesn't notice!' Quatre ran off to find Duo, and get him the hell out of there!
It was too late though. Duo was on the dance floor when Heero walked in. He was in his element, allowing his body to work with music, purging all the frustration of seeing Heero again out of his body, trying to get some of his old self back. Then, he heard screeching of the like that would make even Relena cringe. He turned to see what the hell all the screaming was about, and it was then that he saw Heero with a girl on each arm and several scantily clad women running towards him. They locked eyes from across the room; cobalt blue eyes give nothing away, while the violet eyes were heartbroken.
Duo watched the display and thought, "God, he doesn't even care that he's broken me!" With that, he left the club at a run, knowing that Quatre would understand.
*****
Quatre saw Duo run out of the club, and thought, "Damn him! Damn him! Damn him! We were finally making progress, and he has to go screw it all up! I don't care who sees us, I'm going to go give that rat bastard a piece of my mind!" Quatre stalked off towards Heero.
Just then, Heero spotted Quatre stalking towards him, with a less than friendly look on his face. "Excuse me, ladies, but I see an old friend coming my way. We have some old business we need to discuss. Please, excuse me," Heero told every one of the girls surrounding him, and then turned to the oncoming blonde tornado. "Quatre, this is about Duo, isn't it?"
"Yes," Quatre replied, seething with anger.
"Come on. Let's go to my hotel room, and you can yell at me about it there, okay?"
"Fine, but don't talk to me till we get there, Yuy."
Heero stayed silent as they both walked out of the club, to the hotel where Heero was staying. Either way, bad or good, something was going to happen. Neither person knew what.
*****
After Heero locked the door to the penthouse and turned around, Quatre ripped into him. "What the hell is wrong with you, Yuy? I can't believe you! Of all the insensitive asshole things to do to Duo! I thought you told him you loved him before you left. What changed that? What made you think it was okay to nail anything in a skirt? What made you think it was okay to act indifferent to Duo ever since you got back? How could you do that to him?
"You know, he was completely distraught after you left. He wouldn't do anything. He just sat around the apartment. He gave up on the salvage yard. He gave up on life. It wasn't until Hilde found him bleeding to death on the floor of his bathroom that we knew anything was wrong! You did that to him!
"You know he still loves you, right! Did you know that he hasn't been with anyone for five years? He's been waiting for your sorry ass! I told him he was insane when you showed up again in the papers as Odin Lowe. I told him to move on, but he wouldn't. He loves you more than anyone I've ever seen love another person! How could you? How could you!"
Heero just stood there, taking in everything that Quatre said, gasping when he heard about Duo's suicide attempt, and then when he found out he hadn't moved on. He had expected Duo to find someone else. He had expected Duo to be distant when he visited earlier. He hadn't expected to see the heartbreak in those violet eyes at the club. And he especially hadn't expected this from Quatre.
"Well! Aren't you going to say something about this, Heero?!!" Quatre said interrupting his thoughts.
"Quatre, I think I need to explain something. Let's go inside further and sit down. I'm going to need a stiff drink, and we'll probably be here a while."
"Okay. Lead the way, but I want an explanation, and I'm not leaving until I get one."
"Okay, Quatre." Heero led the way into the penthouse. Quatre sat down while Heero grabbed a bottle of Jack Daniels from the bar and a glass, poured himself a glass, took a big gulp, and sat down, ready to begin.
"Five years ago, I was happy living with Duo. He was the most brilliant thing in my mostly dark life. I treasured each moment we spent in that run down little apartment. He was always so happy and vibrant, and, for lack of a better phrase, he coloured my rather dark world. I loved him more than anything, but I couldn't bring myself to tell him, so I showed him. I cooked for him, cleaned, and made love to him as tenderly as I knew how. The only problem was that I didn't feel like I was needed. I felt like a burden on Duo. I couldn't hold down a job or interact really well with... well, anyone. I though he needed more than a broken soldier with more blood on his hands than death itself. I didn't feel worthy of him or the love he offered me everyday of the week. So I left. I didn't know where I was going, or what I would do. I just knew I couldn't burden Duo any longer.
"So I packed what little I had and left. I went to Los Angeles on Earth, because of the weather, hoping I could sleep outside, until I found something I could do. It was there I was stopped by an agent, and he told me that I should model. I got on the web, and looked for more information. I came upon a reputable agency and was granted an interview. I modeled for a while, almost two years, before I was offered my first role.
"Then, things rocketed, and my career took off, seemingly without me. Since then I've been borrowing the mask that Duo used during the war. It was then I realized how much I missed him. You have to believe me, Quatre. I haven't touched anyone since Duo. I still loved him. I always missed him. I just didn't realize how much, until my career took off, and then I was always too busy to even try to start reconciling my feelings for Duo and returning to him.
"Then, this movie came up. It was supposed to be shot here on L4, and I took it, hoping I would be able to get myself worked up enough to go see Duo and beg his forgiveness. It went all wrong. He was downright cold when we met at lunch, and then this club disaster. I don't know what to think."
"Heero, Duo still loves you. He was just surprised by this new you, and it made him sad that you weren't being yourself. Then, when he saw you with all those women, it broke his heart. He didn't believe for a second what the tabloids said, but then there was all that evidence right in front of his face. Heero, you've got to go tell him that you love him."
"I can't, Quatre. God knows I love him with all my heart, but I'm afraid. I'm afraid I pushed him too far."
"You probably did, but give him some time to calm down. Come see me tomorrow, and think about what we talked about tonight, even the yelling part, Because everything I've said in anger I think Duo now honestly believes. Now, get some sleep. I'll see you tomorrow and we can work on an apology together. Goodnight, Heero."
"Goodnight, Quatre."
*****
Dear Little One,
Cathy says hi! And everything is going fine here. I'm sorry I'm not there to support you when Heero finally decided to show himself. I hope that they realize that they are both being idiots. I've never seen two people more in love, besides us! I hope they can work past their differences. But, love, please don't push too hard. They need to discover all their stupidity for themselves. It's the only way it can work out in the end. You cannot, I repeat, cannot tell Shinigami or the Perfect Soldier what to do, even if it's for their own good. Good luck, love! Let me know what's going on, and if you need me, e-mail me, and I'll be there as soon as I can.
Love,
Trowa