Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Not a Clue ❯ Part Three ( Chapter 3 )

Title: Part Three

Author: Nomi (or __Nomi__, on mediaminer)

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Rating: NC-17 overall, R for this part.

Warnings: Angst, fight, angry/jealous WuFei, very light lime, and oh yeah…angst. ^^

Pairings: Established 1x5x1, 1+2+1, 2+5, though only 1x5x1 on this part, really.

POV: Just `Fei for this part.

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It pushed me over the edge. I couldn't take it any longer. It was bad enough that Duo had gotten to sleep in the same bed as Heero, when I'd only slept with him once (Heero and I were the lovers, not Duo and Heero), but the singing did it. Heero only did that when I was truly upset about something, such as the anniversaries of Meiran's death and my colony's destruction. It was something that I needed to be kept private, just between him and I, and I didn't want him to share it with anyone else, even if Duo was his best friend. Heero and Duo shared everything that Heero and I did, except for the romance and the singing. Everything else that Heero and I have ever done together, he'd done with Duo first.

So maybe that's why I was so angry. Just knowing that another thing was crossed off the list that I shared only with Heero. What was next? Would they fuck on the couch with me standing there?

When Heero suggested going into the bedroom, I agreed wholeheartedly and stormed out of the living room. I felt a little guilty about having snapped at Duo-he really didn't do anything, he didn't know what was going on with us or inside my head-but I would have to deal with that later. Right now, my lover was going to come in and demand what the hell was wrong with me, and if he got angry, then I would blow up. I was so furious and so enraged, and I had no idea exactly why I was ready to kick Duo out. Jealousy? Oh yes. Lots of it. It was boiling up inside me, eating me alive. But what else?

I paced the room until I felt Heero enter, and I stopped abruptly.

"WuFei, what was that about?"

He wasn't angry, not quite, but he was a little annoyed. "I'm not quite ready to discuss it yet, Yuy."

He stepped around in front of me and I saw that he'd narrowed his eyes. "Don't call me that. You haven't called me that for three years. Don't you start now."

"I'll call you what I want to call you," I spat, glaring.

"No you won't. You told me yourself that we are equals in this relationship, and I will not have you demeaning me. You call me Heero or I'll leave right now."

It was an empty threat and we both knew it, but I conceded anyway. "Fine. Heero."

He softened slightly. "Good. Now tell me what's going on, and don't tell me you don't want to talk about it. I have a right to know why you're so flaming pissed off at me."

I folded my arms across my chest in a defensive stance. "You were singing to him, Heero."

He quirked an eyebrow. "And?"

I grew furious again. "You don't do that with your best friend! You just don't! You've only ever done that with me, and I wanted to keep it that way!" I started to pace again, hands in my pockets. "I'm jealous, all right? I admit it. I'm totally jealous. You're so damn close to him, and I feel left out sometimes, which is stupid because you're *my* lover." I knew I had that possessive sound in my voice, but I didn't care. "But honestly, Heero-can I be completely honest with you?"

"Of course you can. You always can."

"I can't compete with what you have with him." I stopped in front of the window and focused on the gray clouds to help gather my thoughts. "If you and I were to have a falling out and never see each other again, you'd be fine because you'd have him. You're so close. I'm jealous as all hell." I felt a knot rise up in my throat and I swallowed hard to dispel it. "If I didn't have you, I'd have no one to be close to. Not even Sally compares with what Duo is to you.

"Everything that you and I have together, you've shared first with Duo. Everything. Minus the romance. But even then there might be something that I don't know about."

I'd voiced my worst fears for the first time since he and I had gotten together. I was scared of losing him, of losing him to *Duo*. Their bond was stronger than ours, they'd had more time to build the trust and the love, and he and I just…didn't seem to get along as well as they did.

It was so quiet that I thought maybe he'd left, but then a pair of arms wound around my waist and I relaxed.

"You are so damned insecure, do you know that?"

"I am not."

"Yes, you are. You don't trust me to stay with you, do you?"

"It's not that…"

"I know it's not. I don't know how to explain it. WuFei, you mean more to me than I can ever say. You really do. If something were to happen to us, I would not be `fine' because I have Duo. I'd be lost because I wouldn't have *you*." He squeezed me lightly. "I'm telling you this-you have *nothing* to worry about, do you understand? You and I are together; he and I are friends. I was trying to help him out as a friend, and I didn't know it would affect you so badly. I'm sorry. I really am."

"I know you are," I sighed. "I didn't mean to act like a child. I couldn't help it."

"I know. I understand, `Fei, I really do. But I mean it-you don't have anything to worry about. But I would like for him to stay with us for a while."

"Of course. I'd never ask him to leave after what he went through." Contrary to my original thoughts… "I just…I want to spend a little bit of time with you."

His hands firmed on my hips and he turned me around until we were facing; he reached up and gave me a kiss, arms twining around my neck. I clutched close and hung on tight, and he let me squeeze him a little too hard until I'd reassured myself that he was really there, warm in my arms and unwilling to move away.

His hands stroked across my back, wide, smooth caresses meant to soothe me. It worked.

Before I knew it, I was half-asleep standing up, and when he realized it he chuckled lightly and walked me to the bed. "You always get tired after you rant."

"How do you know that?"

"Back in the war. You would get this tired, pinched look on your face. You've got it now."

"Great," I grumbled angrily, and when I fell back onto the bed, I dragged him with me until his body was aligned on top of mine. It felt so good to have him there with me; I took advantage of the alone time we had and lit little kisses along his face. He let me, closing his eyes and releasing his weight onto me, and instead of feeling claustrophobic, the closeness and his weight helped me to re-balance myself from the fight and the jealousy. I was still jealous, it was still burning just beneath the surface, but at the moment I was content that he was in my arms and he wanted me.

Apparently, he wanted me more than I realized, because within the hour, we'd made love twice, slowly, languidly, savoring the feelings and the passion. We didn't experiment with him taking me, though-we'd save that for another night, when we had more time to explore.

I took a nap and I think he watched me, and when I woke he was there, tracing light patterns across my back. I rolled over and yawned.

"Glad you're awake," he smiled. "I called Duo and told him that everything was okay." He paused. "Everything's okay, isn't it?"

"Yes. But why did he leave?"

"He wanted to give us some privacy."

I felt a sudden surge of affection towards one Duo Maxwell. "Did he, now?"

"Yes." His hand reached out and continued the same patterns on my stomach. "When should we get him back over here?"

"In a little while, after we shower. Then maybe we can go out to eat, get his mind off of Hilde. I hope Relena's not having any trouble with the funeral plans."

"She's not. I called her too." He made a face. "She's obsessed with wanting to know exactly what you and I do when we sleep together. I think she might be a little bit of a voyeur."

"I wouldn't put it past her," I grinned, and he looked a little annoyed that his precious princess had a perverted streak in her. Heero was obscenely protective of Relena, and it definitely showed.

I pulled him down to me for another kiss, and he all but melted into it, sinking into me as his tongue swiped across mine.

I had to pull away after a few heart-stopping moments. "We need showers. Then we can pick up Duo and go out to eat."

"All right. Let's go."

We showered together, bathing each other, and after we stepped out we both laughed at how disgustingly cute we could be. We made a pact to never tell anyone exactly what we do when we're alone-no one needs to know that serious Heero Yuy giggles when he's tickled behind his knee, and for that matter, they don't need to know that I love having my ears and neck nibbled. It was private, and we only shared it between us.

I hesitated as I dressed. How much did Heero tell Duo about our relationship? Duo obviously knew we were intimate, but…what exactly did he tell him?

"Stop it," Heero admonished, lightly pinching my cheeks. "You're doing it again. You're going to give yourself an ulcer."

I pulled my jeans up. "Fine. I want to stop and get Duo a gift."

"Why?"

"Because I had no right to put him in the middle of that. I was not angry with him, and it was wrong of me to do so."

He smiled as his shirt slipped over his head, mussing his hair. "All right. Let's go now, then. You go get in the car and I'll give him a call."

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We stopped at the candy shop, and with Heero's help I chose two bags of assorted candies. I was surprised to see that he seemed to favor sour things over sweet, but Duo Maxwell was full of surprises. I should've been used to it by then.

When we drove up to Duo's apartment, he was waiting for us by the gate to save us the trouble of going in. I gave him the candies as soon as he got in, and he looked a little stunned.

"This is for me?"

"Yes. I am sorry that I treated you wrongly earlier. I should not have done so-it wasn't you that I was angry with."

He quirked a grin. "Yeah, I knew you were mad at Heero here. So. Did you guys have a fistfight? Kick each other's asses? Or did you just pull hair and scratch like girls?"

I barked out a laugh. "If he'd pulled my hair, he wouldn't be here right now."

He snorted and leveled the car onto the road, ready to get onto the highway. "Whatever."

Duo struck up a conversation about a motorcycle he wanted, and we remained in good humor all through the drive to the restaurant. Once there, we were shown to a booth, and Heero sat down first. I immediately sat down across from him, giving Duo a chance to sit next to him. Besides, I liked looking at Heero, and if I'd have sat next to him, I couldn't have done that very well.

Duo surprised me by sitting down next to *me*, and Heero suddenly looked very lost and alone. I laughed and moved my foot until it was touching his, giving him a smile that he returned.

Dinner went well, as casual as you please, and when we were done we stopped on the way home by Duo's apartment for him to grab a duffel of stuff he'd need for the next week. When we got back home, it seemed like everything was as perfect as it could be. Heero made a point of touching me more than he usually did, but not enough to be noticeable (I hoped) to Duo.

As soon as eleven rolled around, however, I knew that Heero would be sleeping with Duo again, and I tried my hardest not to appear too jealous. I got kissed and groped inside my room, though, before he slipped out, and I fell asleep with the look in his eyes as his lips fastened to mine. I wondered if I loved him, wondered if he loved me, and when I woke up in the morning, ready for a day of work, I felt better than I had before the fight. The Fight. Sounds like it should be in neon letters, all bold, when it wasn't even that big of a deal. But still, it was our first fight and I hoped it would be one of the last.

I took a quick shower and was halfway done with making breakfast when Heero came in, yawning and scratching his bare chest. I stared at him.

"Did you sleep like that?" I demanded.

"No. I just now took my shirt off for you. Happy?"

"No." A petulant note entered my voice, but I ignored it and opted instead on flipping the pancakes so that they were a perfect golden brown. I knew that Heero wasn't picky about what his pancakes looked like, but I was.

"WuFei, you're doing it again," he scolded, standing behind me and snaking his arms around my waist. "I thought we talked about this yesterday."

"We did."

"Then stop it." He kissed the side of my neck. "I mean it, don't worry about a thing."

"Is he eating with us?"

"No, I left him sleeping. I don't want him going to work today at all."

"Heero, he's a big boy. If he feels he can go to work, you can't stop him."

"Damn right," a new, sleepier voice said, and Duo ambled in with a look of exhaustion on his face. "Need coffee. Really, *really* need coffee."

Heero smiled and poured him a cup, which he drank black and asked for another. After that, he looked a little bit more like a human being, and a very relaxed human being, at that.

"I want to go to work today," he declared. "I feel a bit better. I just try not to think about her, and I'm okay."

"Not thinking about her isn't the answer," Heero said softly, and I gave him a look to let him know that he shouldn't be prying.

Duo nodded. "I know, but if I spent all my time thinking about her, then I wouldn't have time to do anything else. Like live." He quirked a small smile. "I'll be okay at work today. I need to call `Lena and ask her what else needs to be done. I hope to God that damn woman didn't do everything-I might have to kill her."

We ate our breakfast in companionable silence, and we all got dressed for work and carpooled in my Volvo.

The day went by fast for me, because my paperwork only took about fifteen minutes or so for the entire ten hours I was at work. Heero left a message for me saying that he and Duo would take a cab home-they got to leave early, I had to work late-and that they'd pick up a movie on the way for them to watch tonight.

Heero also left an extra, pointed note saying that Duo would be at Relena's at nine until whenever they were done with what they had to do, which left us at least two hours to be completely alone.

What to do with all that time? I wonder…

I hurried up with my computer task and hauled my ass home. It was eight-thirty. Half an hour more and Heero would be all mine.

They were on the couch, halfway done with their movie, and I was greeted with twin smiles that I returned. I changed into a pair of sweatpants and put my clothes in the hamper. I went and brushed my teeth, skipping dinner. I even flossed and used mouthwash. I unbound my hair and combed it out. I made sure I looked okay before finally looking at my watch.

Eight fifty-two. Damn.

I left the bathroom and was surprised to find Heero leaning against the wall across from me. He wasn't smiling. "Duo just left," he informed me. "He won't be back for a couple of hours."

I nodded, heart pounding and groin throbbing. "Ah. Did you finish the movie?"

"No. He and I can watch it another day. I had other things on my mind."

God, but he was a tease. "Like what?"

"I'm hungry."

"For?"

He quirked a smirk at me. "Not what you're thinking of." And the bastard walked off towards the kitchen, leaving me with a hard on and a temper. I stormed after him and stomped into the kitchen, completely annoyed. He was sitting at the table, taking a bite out of a peanut butter ball that I assume Duo had made-they were his favorite sweet treat.

"Yuy, get in that bedroom," I ordered, and he actually laughed at me.

"I don't think so. Tonight's my night, Chang."

"Excuse me?"

"You heard me. I'm taking you, and I'll do it when I'm damn good and ready."

I glared at him. "I have had an erection for the past two hours, and I have to wait because you've decided to be sadistic?"

He purposely licked the rest of the peanut butter and powdered sugar off of his finger, making sure I could see his slick pink tongue. "Yes. That's exactly it. Now I suggest you eat."

"If we would go to the bedroom, I probably would."

"Eat," he snapped, indicating a plate I hadn't noticed opposite him. I slumped down into the chair and dutifully obeyed him-I didn't want to prolong this anymore than I had to. It was almost to the point of being painful for me.

I wasn't even sure what I'd eaten, but it filled up my empty stomach. He smirked again when my belly growled its happiness, and I flushed a bit. He stood and I thought that finally, finally I'd find my release.

"Let's go watch some TV."

"*What?!*"

Damn that satisfied smile of his. "Come on, just for half an hour. You need to relax, WuFei." He held out his hand and I grudgingly took it. I attempted to grope him on the short walk into the living room, but he gave me a nearly hostile look.

"Stop now or we don't do a damn thing," he warned, and I immediately backed off. Waiting was better than nothing at all.

We sat down on the couch and I, my ego bruised and my libido furious, curled up by myself on the opposite end of the couch. He grinned.

"Don't be prickly. Get over here."

"No."

He raised an eyebrow. "WuFei, come on. We're going to have sex, I promise. I just…I don't know, I wanted to…I wanted to do something that felt good without being sexual. I just wanted to hold you and watch the news like we used to." He paused. "I don't want our entire relationship to be about sex. We'll destroy it if every time we see each other, we go to bed. So can we, just for half an hour, maybe forty-five minutes, just…sit here? Please?"

It had to have been a miracle. My erection went away as his little speech ended. I didn't think it would be possible without some…er…help. I held out my arms. "You get over here, then. I don't want to move."

He complied and we stretched out together on the couch, him lying in front of me while I squished myself up against the back of the couch. I draped my arm across the hip and he used my other arm as a pillow. It was comfortable and tender, and I truly understood what he'd meant about not having everything be sexual. It was very nice after my long day at work.

We watched the news for a few minutes before finding a comedy program that made us laugh. It was an hour later that he finally shut off the TV, and I found I didn't mind the cuddling we'd done-in fact, it was perhaps the best part of that night up until then.

We lay quietly in the dark for a few moments until he turned onto his back and I propped myself above him a little. "So. Mr. Yuy. What now?"

"Tell me about your day."

I blinked. "It was average, I suppose. Nothing too interesting happened, unless you count that crash in the system we had."

He smiled. "That was my fault. I was trying to send you erotic pictures."

I laughed easily. "Not again, Heero. I told you to stop doing that."

"I never listen, do I?"

"No, you don't."

I was a little surprised when he grabbed a lock of my hair and tugged me down for a kiss, but not too surprised to halt a response. It was a simple, chaste kiss, and when he finally opened his lips to me and let me invade his mouth, I could feel myself hardening against his thigh.

We kissed fervently, and my blood nearly boiled over in my veins as my desire soared high. He squirmed until I was on top of him, my knee between his, and as I pushed slightly, a gentle pressure against his burgeoning erection, he made a hitching sound in the back of his throat, mostly out of surprise, I think. I pressed again and his fingers clutched at my shoulders. He broke the kiss and just stared at a point a little behind me, eyes wide, lips parted.

"WuFei…"

My name fell from his lips easily, a decadent moan, and I kissed and licked my way from his neck to his ear, where I nibbled an earlobe. His fingers fisted at my side and he tried to keep quiet, save for the occasional gasp that would emit from his throat without his knowledge. I was hard again, hard and aching, and I needed him like never before. I all but stumbled off of the couch, taking his hand and pulling him with me.

We fumbled around in the dark into his bedroom, where he shut and locked the door for extra precaution. I backed him towards the bed, but he suddenly stopped.

"Not in here," he murmured. "Duo and I sleep in here."

Well. Wasn't that a cold fist to the gut? I jerked away from his arms and he stared at me curiously. "Did I say something wrong?"

"Not exactly," I said evasively, scratching the back of my head. "But I suddenly felt like…like you were cheating on him with me or something."

He laughed. "That's ridiculous. You're mine." He stepped closer, but I couldn't bring myself to kiss him again. I was too weirded out. "WuFei? What's wrong?"

I sighed and rubbed the back of my neck, where a tension headache was forming. "Could we maybe do this another night? I'm just…not in the mood now."

He smirked. "Chang WuFei, not in the mood? They'll throw snowballs in hell before that happens."

I mustered up a half-hearted smile, but couldn't think of anything to say. What was there to say? I didn't feel comfortable now, with what he said. I couldn't understand why, exactly, but I felt vaguely guilty. Heero looked troubled. "'Fei?"

I snapped myself out of it enough to take him in my arms, but it was all I could managed. "I'm sorry," I murmured in the shell of his ear, not quite sure what I was apologizing for. "Let's go watch a movie or something."

The mood was definitely spoiled, and we were both uneasy with each other even as we relaxed entwined on the couch. He fell asleep first and I just watched him, wondering where our relationship was going and why I felt like it was falling apart.

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A/N: This part's short, only Fei's POV, mainly because the next part is going to be pretty damn long. The funeral planning and the actual funeral are next, so prepare for some angst and tears. Please read and review? I like and appreciate reviews. ^^