Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Relena and Duo: Closet Cases ❯ Chapter 3

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

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Story in Relena's POV
* denotes personal thoughts
Warning: Language!

Relena and Duo: Closet Cases

Chapter 3

Checking myself in the mirror, I pull my blonde hair back in a severely tight pony tale. My hair reached past my backside. It was now longer than Duo's was which meant it was way too long. Hmm, I needed a haircut badly. At least I looked fashionable, yet conservative in my blue jacket and short skirt.

Giving Duo a much needed day off, I waited for Wufei to knock on my door to escort me to work. Besides, I'd see him later for our date tonight. The loud wrapping at my door arrived at clock work and I smiled. Wufei was so predicable. I jumped up from my vanity seat to answer the door. My smile froze, soon turned into stunned silence. It definitely wasn't Wufei standing outside my bedroom door.

"Heero?"

His intense prussian blue eyes glared back at me in silence and I flushed in surprise. The way he looked at me-he knew.

With an anxious feeling I knew I would not be going to work today....or my date.

*Crap!*

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Driving through the security gate, Wufei felt an unease settle over him. Call it a six sense, but he knew trouble when he felt it. Hoping it wasn't another problem with the VFM, he hurriedly parked his black motorcycle. Or maybe it was because he was actually late to work for the first time in his life? As long as it didn't have to do with Sally he was fine. But with a very pregnant wife at home soon to deliver, he was beyond stressed and anxious.

That anxious feeling grew when Peygan met him in the foyer surrounded by four security officers who usually patrolled the property.

"What's happened?" Wufei asked Peygan, getting straight to the point.

"Master Yuy has returned. He's upstairs with Ms. Relena now." Peygan announced. His normally placid expression was creased with worry, making him look much older than his sixty odd years.

Wufei didn't even blink. The fact Heero had managed to slip by security again wasn't anything new, but was still irritating.

"You looked upset, Peygan. I thought you approved of Heero?" Wufei questioned.

"I do. But I also like Master Maxwell. I'm afraid this will be most upsetting for Ms. Relena." the elderly butler sighed.

Wufei silently agreed. The soap opera that was the Vice Foreign Ministers life was almost legendary. And now that she seemed to be getting over Yuy, the idiot comes back. Taking out his cell phone from his pants pocket, he quickly dialed Duo's phone number. If all hell was about to break, he might as well join in.

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Why was I sweating like a kid caught with her hand in a cookie jar? And why was I feeling a little guilty? I had done nothing wrong. Still, it great to see him, even though he appeared ready to snap my head off at any moment.

"Where have you been, Heero?" I asked, inwardly shrinking away from his intense expression. I backed up to let him into my bedroom and he silently closed the door behind him. The resounding click of the knob made me wish I was on the other side of the door.

"Terrorist faction on Mars." Heero replied. He looked weary, yet handsome in his dirty blue jeans and sneakers and black shirt.

"I'm glad your safe. I've been worried about you."

"Have you? How about Duo? Has he been worried too?" Heero questioned, lifting his right brow.

"Yes. He's been worried too." I pleaded with him to believe me.

"I'll bet. Imagine my surprise when I get back from my mission and hear this crazy rumor about you and Duo. But it's no rumor, is it?" he asked.

"No, it's not." I turned my back on him, moving to put more distance between us, when he grabbed me by my forearms. Jerking me to a halt, Heero tightened his grip, not enough to hurt but enough to make sure I didn't get away. My heart pounded in my chest painfully, but I wasn't afraid he'd be violent towards me. I was more afraid of the pain of this long overdue confrontation.

"Why would you do this to me?" Heero snapped in anger.

How dare he?! All of those countless days and nights mooning over him and he never once tried to make an effort to be with me. Anger settled over me and it soon became nothing but a screaming match on my part. I yelled and screamed three years worth of frustration out on him. And he silently took it.

"Are you done?" Heero questioned once I calmed down.

Breathing deeply, I nodded. Cheeks flushed in anger and embarrassment, I was even more angered by his lackadaisical attitude.

"Good." Heero grunted. Snatching me up in his arms roughly, he bent his head and kissed me. He slanted his mouth over mine and I became lightheaded. Heero was an unbelievable kisser. Maybe the kiss was an act of desperation or maybe he really did care for me, all I knew was it lived up to all my childish romantic fantasies.

Still, I was a different person from two months ago. And no matter how great a kisser Heero was, I still loved Duo.

Pushing away at Heero's chest, I stepped back. My face heated to emergency proportions. What was with me and pilots?

"No. We're not doing this anymore, Heero. I love Duo." I stated firmly and I meant it.

The look of utter disbelief on his face hurt, but I remained firm to my feelings. His expression became dark, but I'd never know what he'd have done because the incessant knocking on my bedroom door.

"Yuy, get the hell out of there right now!" Wufei yelled through the door, pounding hard enough to break it down.

Heero growled at the interruption and I flinched. An angry Heero was a dangerous one.

"I just called your buddy, Maxwell. So I'd suggest you leave her room." Wufei continued on.

A strange glint came over Heero's eyes and I groaned aloud. This day better not end in a hospital visit!

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I sighed, crossing my legs for the fifth time in as many minutes. Thirty minutes and counting...I don't know what bugged me more. The fact that Heero, Wufei and I were patiently waiting around in my living room for Duo to arrive or the fact Wufei was almost beside himself in enjoyment. He was counting on a scene! I wanted to smack that barely hidden grin off his face. Men!

I didn't want a brawl to break out, but Heero couldn't be persuaded to leave and come back another day. So I sat like an idiot, glancing out my window every five seconds while making small talk.

"So, how's Sally doing, Wufei? You must be eager for your daughter to be born." I replied, sinking further into my couch cushion. Although the sex of the baby wasn't know, everyone prayed for a little girl so they could rub his sometimes sexist remarks in his face.

"Sally and the baby are fine." Wufei smirked, knowing she was trying to hassle him. He knew all of his friends were hoping for a girl and surprisingly, he was too. Of course he'd sooner eat glass before admitting that to anyone but his wife.

It got quiet again as no one said anything after that. Heero wouldn't take his heated gaze off of me the entire time, sitting in a chair across from my position on the couch. Wufei leaned against the wall by the doorway and Peygan was fortunate enough to be waiting outside to answer the door upon Duo's arrival.

When I finally heard Duo loud voice at the front door, I was both relieved and weary. Damnit, why does my life have to be so needlessly complicated?

"Hey. Long time no see, Heero." Duo smiled as he stood in the doorway. His smile didn't quite reach his eyes. Still dressed in his uniform, he looked rumpled but handsome. Poor Duo.

Heero abruptly stood up from his chair, knocking it over as he aggressively walked over to his friend. I saw Duo wipe the smile off his face and brace himself. I wasn't too surprised by what occurred next.

"Bastard! You know how I feel about her and you went after her anyway." Heero snarled, throwing back his arm and driving his fist into Duo's face. Duo's neck snapped back and I cringed at the sight of it.

Sscreaming, I jumped up, but Wufei grabbed my left arm and prevented me from interfering. Stupid aggressive men!

"Let them fight it out." Wufei replied, pulling me farther away from the brawl.

Heero's punch was brutal enough to knock a much larger person than Duo down, but Duo was no weakling. He countered with an uppercut that snapped Heero's head back with a violent jerk. Heero staggered a few steps before balling his fist and getting into a defensive position.

"I'll let you get away with that first punch, Heero but don't try that shit again. You won't like me really pissed." Duo smirked, wiping at his bloody bottom lip. His lip was busted, face bruised and aching, but knew Relena was worth it.

"You damn hypocrite! Always telling me to show her my feelings, but the minute I turn my back you're sniffing after her. How long have you been waiting in the wings to make your move, lover boy?" Heero spat, rubbing his swollen jaw.

"I never meant to fall in love with her, but I did. And I'm not sorry. You missed your chance to be with her by being an ass." snapped Duo.

"Don't count me out yet, Duo." Heero said as he rushed at his former friend to deliver a series of painful blows about Duo's stomach and ribs. One final, particularly brutal punch to the ribs slammed Duo to the ground, gasping in pain.

"Stop this!" I yelled, struggling to free myself from Wufei grip. Unlike romance novels and made for tv movies, two men fighting over a girl wasn't romantic. It was brutal to see.

"She loves me." Duo chuckled, holding his arms across his rib area. "Get over it."

"I won't get over it" Heero glared down at him.

In desperation I kicked Wufei in the shins, startling him enough to loosen his grip, pulling free from his hold. Without a conscious thought, I immediately ran to Duo's side. I crouched near the fallen pilot, wrapping my hands around his shoulders.

"Enough. I'm not some chew toy to fight over. Heero, listen to me. I love Duo. My feelings have changed. I'm not in love with you anymore. I'm sorry." I said, looking up at Heero's face. His hateful expression didn't soften and I felt genuine sorrow for all three of us being in this situation.

"Relena." Heero made a step towards Duo and I, but Wufei stepped in front of him.

"Yuy, it's time you left." Wufei stated, narrowing his eyes at his friend. As much as he approved off them fighting their aggression out, seeing Relena so upset settled the situation. His duty was to the Vice Foreign Minister, not these two chuckleheads.

Duo tried to pull himself upright, although his insides felt like they were on fire.

"We're even for now." And to drive his point home, he drew back his fist and slammed it viciously into Heero's face. He gained morbid satisfaction watching Heero stumbled backwards.

Fearing the fight was starting up again, I stepped between the two men and waited with bated breath. They couldn't possible continue fighting with me in the middle of them.

"This isn't over Maxwell." Not bothering to wait for a reply, Heero walked away. With one final backwards glance back at me, he disappeared out the room as silently as he arrived.

I turned to Duo, ready to let loose all of my anger and fright because of the fight, when he took me gingerly in his arms. He was hurt because of me, but relief washed over me it hadn't ended worse than it had.

"I love you, Lena. Don't forget that." Duo sighed, holding on as tight as he could.

"I love you too."

His ribs hurt like a bitch, but Duo was happy just the same. She had chosen him over Heero. Nothing could be better than that....

Are ya readers still sticking with me? Hope so. I don't rightly know (I'm country. We say rightly) how long this fic will be, but try to stick with me. Thanks to my reviewers. See you next chapter. ^^