Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Sanctuaire ❯ Surreptitious Attraction ( Chapter 4 )

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"Surreptitious Attraction"

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"Trowa, please! I'll get someone to take you home! It'd be much faster, and your parents won't have to worry!"

"..."

"Wait right here, I'll be back, okay?"

"..."

"See? That didn't take long, Tro-....wa? Trowa? Where'd you go...? Trowa? Trowa~!"

***

Wu Fei sat back in the pew, his arms folded over his chest. Quatre continued.

"I didn't even get to thank him for walking me home... Was it because of something I said, or something I did? I feel so bad... I even walked back to the park and he wasn't there! Is he okay? What if something happened to him? What if Ian's friends got to him? What if-"

"I'm sure he's just not feeling well, Quatre. You should call him after school," said the Chinese. Quatre pouted and slumped back into the pew, staring down at his hands.

"I... I don't have his phone number..." he replied. Wu Fei glanced at him, his arms unfolding.

"Why don't you?" he asked. Quatre immediately felt his cheeks blush at Wu Fei's words.

"Uhh... I... err..."

"Ssh, mass is about to begin," Wu Fei whispered, before looking up to the head of the church, refolding his arms. Quatre continued to blush, and then looked down at the floor. People around him stood up as mass began, including Wu Fei. Noticing this, Quatre soon followed. He forced himself to look ahead.

Since Quatre and Wu Fei sat at the back of the church, a majority of what they saw were the back of student's heads. That never bothered Quatre, mainly because he wasn't Catholic.

`Should I ask for Trowa's phone number? Would he give it to me? What if he doesn't? What if he asks why I want it? I only want it so that, if he's in trouble, I can check on him...' Suddenly, a bright, red blush overtook Quatre's face, mid-thought, `What if he finds out that... that I like him?'

As the bishop continued with the opening mass, something instantly caught Quatre's eye- a braided priest with striking, violet eyes. His heart began to pound heavily, recognizing the priest as Duo. The latter didn't seem to notice him, for he was absently flipping through the pages of the bible, attempting to find his place so he could keep up with the bishop. Quatre slowly leaned over towards Wu Fei and tugged on his sleeve.

"Wu Fei," he whispered, his eyes never leaving the shinigami, "look-"

"Ssh!" Wu Fei snapped. Quatre paused long enough to stare at Wu Fei curiously, never guessing that the Chinese would be so into the opening mass. He pulled away his hand at the thought, and then turned his gaze back to the front of the church. Duo was gone! Scanning his gaze almost frantically about the front of the church, the blonde looked for any signs of the braided demon's presence. Just then, all were called to be seated.

"Sit down," Wu Fei whispered to him, noticing that Quatre was the only one still standing. Quatre, without actually listening to the command, sat down, his head turning either way in search of Duo. Absently, he picked up a bible from the back of the pew in front of him and opened it to a random page, silently mimicking Wu Fei's actions, as the Chinese boy was fallowing along with the rest of the students and the bishop.

`Where did you go?' Quatre mentally asked Duo. Directing his gaze to his right, Quatre's heart almost skipped. The shinigami was leaning against the wall, arms folded over his chest, keeping an eye on the students. Feeling the sudden urge to announce his presence, Quatre gripped his bible tightly. Duo was just on the other side of the church...!

The blonde nudged Wu Fei to catch his attention, but Wu Fei was too into the bible before him to notice. Quatre tore his gaze from the demon momentarily, and then realized his mistake. He looked back to where the demon was, only to find an empty wall, with no occupant. Quatre was beginning to wonder if Duo was playing games with him.

Another small quest to look for Duo began, as Quatre roamed his eyes throughout the cramped space of the church. Trying not to look too obvious to the priests that he was completely ignoring the sermon, he continued his search left and right, ahead of himself, and even looking behind himself. The shinigami made no sign that he was anywhere in sight.

About five minutes had passed since Quatre spotted Duo leaned against the wall, and he was beginning to give up hope of finding him again. Wu Fei was obediently following along in his bible, never lifting his eyes to any of his surroundings, while Quatre hadn't even looked at the page. Just as his eyes were about to scan the incorrect page, he had the sudden urge to look upwards at one of the stained glass windows, like something was drawing his unconscious mind to the sight. Reluctantly shifting his sea colored eyes to one of the large, stained glass windows of the ancient church, the blonde felt his heart almost skip a beat. There, casually sitting on the frame of one of the glass stained windows featuring an angel with unusual black wings, was Duo, one knee lifted and the other dangling carelessly to the side. Quatre's eyes widened. He was still in his priest attire- wouldn't any of the other priests say anything?

Duo had his eyes set down on the bishop below, a smirk upon his face. He didn't have his wings present, but what Quatre found strange was that, in the shadows against the window, was the outline of two great demon wings protruding from Duo's upper back. None of the students or priests in the church seemed to mind, or even notice, the shinigami sitting upon the window sill. Quatre reached out a hand and tapped Wu Fei on the shoulder, only to get a grunt in reply. He tapped him again and Wu Fei shrugged him off, not wanting to take his eyes off the bible. At the third tap, Wu Fei growled without looking from the bible, "Wait `til after sermon!"

Quatre turned to Wu Fei absently with a reply, but in that split second realized his mistake. Looking back up to the window with the angel with black wings, Quatre saw nobody.

***

A disappointed Quatre hung his head as he and Wu Fei stood up from the pew, getting ready to follow the crowd of students out of the emptying church. The bell had rung for lunch, which would mean the church wouldn't be inhabited until after the break period had ended. All the students inside the stuffy church headed towards the entrance, most of them glad to be out of that `boring' sermon.

"Hey, Wu Fei?" Quatre asked as he and the Chinese stood at the end of the pew, waiting for the compacted line of students to thin out before attempting to leave.

"What?" Wu Fei asked without turning around. The stuffy air of the church was beginning to bother him, greatly. Quatre lowered his head as he kept his hand on the back of the pew in front of them.

"Did you see that-" he began, just before he lifted his gaze to catch a glimpse of Wu Fei getting caught in the swarm of students. He closed his mouth and sighed, hanging his head once more. Was something on Wu Fei's mind to make him purposely avoid him this way? It was bad enough that Trowa wasn't at school that day, but to have Wu Fei acting somewhat avoidant was really bothering the blonde.

"Looking for me?"

Quatre slowly turned around, soon before unconsciously jumping back. Duo, in his priest attire, stood behind him with a grin on his face, his hands in his pockets.

"What are -you- doing here?!" Quatre asked sharply, after recomposing himself. Duo shrugged one shoulder.

"I work here. Is there a law against that?" he asked.

"A demon isn't supposed to be inside a church!" Quatre hissed. The students exiting the church quickly began to decline, as now teachers and priests were making their way out. At the line slowly diminishing, Duo walked towards the stone wall at the end of the pew, and then nodded for Quatre to follow him. An uneasy expression clearly written upon his face, the smaller boy reluctantly followed. Duo was leading him to the back of the church, behind many of the lit candles to where small statues of angels and saints stood, paintings of religious figures behind him.

After having been lead to a stone pillar, Quatre realized that he held one hand in a nervous fist. This was a church, so Duo couldn't kill him, right? Then again, it was said that demons weren't supposed to be inside churches; Duo obviously defied this law.

"What do you want?" the Arabic asked, directly. Duo folded his arms and leaned with his back against the pillar. By now, just about all the students in the church had left.

"I wanted to tell you something," the braided demon said. Quatre exhaled and rested one hand upon his hip, gradually releasing his fist.

"Obviously. What did you want to tell me? You're going to kill me?" Quatre asked, a hint of sarcasm in his voice as he ended his sentence. At the entrance of the church, the two tall doors were heard, closing loudly.

"Ah, you know that already," Duo began, gradually lifting his head and turning to Quatre. His yard-long braid fell at his right shoulder, dangling next to his hips. Unfolding his arms, he slowly removed himself from the pillar. Just as he did so, Quatre took a step back, as if ready to run the moment Duo turned on him. The demon chuckled slightly at the boy's action.

"I'm not gonna kill ya here, Quat," he said, turning his back to Quatre and looking up to a large mural before him, which featured a detailed painting of the Crucifix, "I could never do such a thing in such a holy place."

"How can you even come inside here? I thought that all demons weren't allowed in-"

"Ah, a common mistake," Duo said, turning back around to the blonde. His braid swished from side to side at his back, gliding along his shoulder blades, where his wings would be, "and I'm betting that you still think that all demons are bad and all angels are good, huh?"

Quatre bit his lower lip somewhat, his eyes fixed steadily onto the shinigami before him, who held a smirk upon his sly features. Duo continued.

"Basically, all I wanted to say is that, though I have to kill you, it's nothing personal," he said, grinning suddenly. Quatre lifted a brow and tilted his head.

"You said you wouldn't kill m-"

"I said I wouldn't kill you -yesterday-," the brunette corrected. Quatre felt his fist forming again. Was Duo playing games with him on purpose?

"You see, I'm going to have to kill you, but I'm just letting you know that it's nothing personal. Just doing my job, y'know?"

Quatre turned around on his heel, growing irritated by Duo's cocky attitude, "You said being a priest was your job."

"Naw, that's my day job," said the shinigami, the grin still on his face. Quatre growled, then steadily began heading towards the entrance of the church. `Just great. I have a sarcastic demon on my trail that's only going to kill me for his job...'

Suddenly, Duo was at Quatre's side, walking along with his stride. The latter turned his head away and continued walking.

"Hey, if you had a job to do, wouldn't -you- do it? C'mon, you should understand..."

Abruptly, Quatre stopped and turned to Duo, his eyes narrowed in a rare glare.

"SO-RRY that I don't understand WHY you've got to take my LIFE!" the blonde hissed through his teeth. Duo grinned at him once again, though he took a step back and quickly held up his palms to the angered student before him.

"Hey, hey! Didn't mean to upset ya!"

Quatre turned on his heel once again and began walking hastily towards the two, giant wooden doors at the entrance of the church, his strides quick.

"I'm going. I've got better things on my min-"

Quatre was cut off from his sentence by Duo swiftly stepping before him, stopping him by grabbing his arm, then firmly pressing his lips against the boy's. Quatre's eyes widened considerably at the act.

In both anger and shock, Quatre pushed Duo away from him, his face blushing a gradual deep red, "W-What are you doing?!"

Duo laughed as he was pushed away. Quatre's eyes were still wide as he lifted a hand to his face, shielding his lips from the demon. His heart was racing, and by now, his cheeks were flushed crimson.

"First kiss is always great, huh Quat?" Duo asked, turning his back before Quatre, and then peered over his shoulder. Unknowing if his face could be any shade darker than it already was, the pale boy turned once again and sprinted for the door, wanting to get away from the shinigami who made his heart race and his face flush- not only because of embarrassment.

***

"There he is!"

"That him?"

"Yeah, the one that Trowa was with!"

"After school... We'll get him after school..."