Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ No Matter What ❯ Chapter 1: Betrayal ( Chapter 1 )
Title - No Matter What
Author - x1-TaKeN-oVer
Warnings - cursing, reference to sex, clubbing (if I can manage), lime, back stabbing friends...
Pairings - 1+2/1x2 (barely and only first chapter...thank God), 2xH, 3x4, 5xOC, DxR, 2x1!
Disclaimers - I OWN THE WORLD! MWHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
Info - This is a year after the war and all the boys are 17...duh! They all joined the Preventers that is headed by Une. They are all friends with Relena, as well (I MADE HER NICE IN THIS ONE!). Duo and Wufei stole money from OZ and took money when Relena offered it (guys gotta eat!). Trowa and Quatre are taken care of by Quatre and his money but Heero didn't take any money. He chose to earn it the honest way.
Okay, enough of that! Go and read!
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"Heero, please just say something." Silence was the only thing that answered Duo; he tightened the sheets around his waist and sat up more in the bed. "Heero, I didn't want you to find out like this...I didn't want to hurt you like this," he tried again.
"Well, then, I really appreciate that but isn't it a little late?" Heero whispered, voice cracking despite his attempt to keep it steady and calm.
Duo looked down and his folded hands and sighed. "Heero, I know that all of this is...really confusing but just let me..."
"No," Heero interrupted, "you don't have to say anything. I'm going to talk and you are going to listen. I loved you and gave you everything I had. I thought that you loved me too but it seems that I was wrong," he turned accusing eyes towards Hilde who was smirking evilly under a thin sheet that was covering over her naked body.
Hilde saw Duo turn towards her so she immediately wiped the smirk off her face. She gently took his hand and laid her head on his shoulder. She slyly pinched herself in the arm, hard enough to bring tears to her eyes and started to sniffle but Heero knew better...it was just an act.
A sniffle then, "Heero, I'm so sorry this happened but," she turned 'sad' eyes towards Duo, "I love him and I need him. I think more so then you do...you have to believe us when we say that we had no intention of hurting you. I have always thought of you as a dear brother to me and..."
"Bull shit," his anger flared. How dare she; why couldn't Duo see that this was all an act? "You hated me from the moment you saw me and when Duo and I got together you, if possible, hated me even more. You were jealous that I had Duo and you didn't. I never thought that you would stoop this low to have Duo. You think..."
"Heero," Duo tried.
Heero went on, "You think that I don't know about your little act but I do. I know all about you...you may fool Duo but you don't fool me."
"Heero stop, right now, you don't know what you're saying." Duo began to get angry, he could see that Heero would have some animosity towards Hilde, it was expected. But this was too much.
Heero continued, "You need help. Serious help, you...you superficial..."
"Heero I said stop!"
"crazy ass, son of a..."
"Heero!"
"BITCH!" Heero stood there, slightly panting. He saw Hilde looking at him somewhat shocked and started crying. He rolled his eyes and stood with hands on his hips, "Those crocadile tears are going to do nothing but make your face puff up and make you look like an old hag."
Duo wrapped his arms around Hilde's bare shoulders and brought her head to lie between his neck and shoulder. He glared coldly up at Heero and whispered soothing things into Hilde's ears. Slowly but surely she stopped crying and all she was left with was sniffling and puffy eyes.
Duo let go of Hilde and swung his legs off the bed and onto the floor. He picked up a pair of boxers and talked through clenched teeth, "You know, Heero. You have really gone too far...you have no right to blame Hilde at all." Duo looked squarely at Heero once he put on his boxers. He grabbed some articles off the floor and threw them over to Hilde. She quickly grabbed them and began to put them on recognizing them as Duo's shirt and her pants.
Heero stared dumbly as Hilde began to put on the white button up shirt. It wasn't like he was trying to get a quick peek or anything but that shirt...that was the shirt that he had given to Duo for his birthday. He slowly turned his head towards Duo as he saw him walking towards him. He thought that Duo would possibly yell at him for hurting Hilde but instead of his ears bleeding from all the foul words that he knew Duo was going to throw at him, he instead got a bleeding lip. Heero saw Duo's fist come back and had no time to cover himself as Duo delivered a sucker punch to his gut and a punch to his cheek. The hits threw him off balance and he fell to the ground.
Duo looked down at Heero coldly and felt Hilde grab his hand. He looked over to her and found that she had the clothes on and was looking up at him sadly. He had no idea how Heero could accuse her of 'acting' sympathetic; he squeezed her smaller hand and intertwined their fingers. He turned to look at Heero to see that he was now sitting up against the wall and holding his abused cheek.
"Heero, we are through. I hate you and don't want to ever see you again. You seem to think that Hilde is the cause of all this but she isn't...you are. You could never love me the way that she can. You better not be here when I get back, I want you to pack your stuff and leave. And just so you know, I only stayed with you because I felt sorry for you." Duo stated as he and Hilde walked out of the apartment.
Heero stayed where he was for an hour or so before slowly getting up. He groaned and grabbed his throbbing stomach but continued walking until he reached the closet. He pulled out the suitcase, placed it on the bed and began to pack all his belongings, which wasn't very much, into the small suitcase.
After he got all his things he grabbed the handle and took one last look at the bedroom that he and Duo had shared for a year. He slowly walked out of the bedroom and into the kitchen, grabbed his keys and wallet off the counter, and walked out of the apartment.
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KNOCK!
KNOCK!
KNOCK!
Quatre slowly sat up in bed and rubbed the sleep from his eyes. He wondered what had woken him up when he heard it again. It was some kind of pounding or knocking...someone must be knocking on their door. He squinted his eyes and looked at the bright red alarm clock that read 1:23 A.M. He turned over and nudged Trowa as he heard the knocking again.
"Trowa, wake up!" He whispered harshly.
Trowa opened one eye and glared at Quatre; "You better be growing another head on your ass to wake me up this early...or late," he grumbled.
Quatre rolled his eyes, "Someone is knocking at the front door, come with me to see who it is."
Trowa frowned, "Who would be knocking on our door this late?"
"I don't know but they're pretty insistent about it."
Trowa sighed loudly and threw the warm comforter off his slim body. He grabbed a tee-shirt and pulled it over his head and boxers. He saw Quatre doing the same and walked out the bedroom door, down the hall, down the stairs, and to the front door.
Trowa cautiously opened the front door to see Heero with a bruised cheek and bloody lip. He heard Quatre gasp and immediately usher Heero in.
"Oh, Heero! What happened to you? No, don't talk, you might hurt your lip. Oh Allah, hurry up and come in!" Quatre grabbed Heero's arm and took him into the downstairs bathroom where they had the first aid kit. He tended to Heero's lip and cheek while Trowa went to heat some water for tea. When Quatre was finished with Heero he brought him into the living room and sat him on the couch while he sat on the coffee table in front of him. Trowa brought in the tea, gave the mug to Heero and sat next to Quatre on the table. Heero nodded his thanks and took a small sip of the warm, brown liquid.
"What happened to you," Quatre hesitantly asked.
Heero didn't look up at them but slowly told the story of how he had gotten home early from the mission to find Duo and Hilde in bed with each other. He told the story from where he had yelled at Hilde to where Duo had hit him to where he packed his things. He told them that he had no where else to go and very little money so he came here.
When he looked up at them he noticed a strange look on their faces, it kind of looked like...guilt? He saw Quatre bite his lip and Trowa turned his head which peaked his curiosity.
"What's wrong? Do you know what I did to make Duo mad at me?"
They both shook their head and Quatre stuttered out, "T-This wasn't supposed t-to h-happen...h-he s-said that...b-but we c-can't tell you..."
"I don't understand what you're saying. What aren't you supposed to tell me?" Heero desperately asked.
Quatre shook his head and Trowa stayed quiet.
"Tell me, please!"
Trowa calmly answered, "Heero...we knew that Duo was sleeping with Hilde behind your back and we kind of helped him do it. He said that he wasn't sure about his love for you and asked us to help him and to keep it a secret. He's been seeing her for almost 3 months now."
Heero stared at Trowa. He was shocked, to say the least. Why was this happening to him? Why were his so-called 'friends' doing this to him? He numbly turned to Quatre as he began to stutter again.
"B-But, he said that h-he would s-stop Heero. And I-I thought that he w-would. H-he never meant to hurt you...we never meant to h-hurt you."
Heero stared numbly at them both and was surprised to feel a tear roll down his cheek. He wiped it away and set down the mug of tea.
"Everyone knew except me, didn't they?" He questioned lightly.
Both ex-Gundam Pilots had to strain to hear the question. Trowa sadly nodded his head.
Heero nodded to himself and slowly stood up. He started towards the door when he felt Quatre grab at his wrist.
"Please Heero, why don't you stay here with us? I know that you are really upset with us but..."
"I'm not upset, Quatre. I can't really be...the only reason that I would get upset was if you were my friends but you aren't. You never were and never will be. The only reason that you were nice to me during the war was because I was an essential...a weapon." He whispered.
He shook off Quatre's hand and reached into his pocket for his keys. He took off his car key and alarm and handed them over to Quatre. "This is yours," he gave Quatre the keys and walked towards the door.
"Please Heero, just stay for a while or at least take the keys back. You can't get very far without a car and I hate to think of you out there without...something." It was Trowa's turn to persuade Heero to stay.
Heero kept walking but replied, "Then don't think of me." And with that, Heero Yuy walked out of their lives.
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Well, there is chapter one! Do you like it? You know what to do...review!