Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Shades of Gray ❯ Part Two ( Chapter 2 )

Shades of Gray

Part Two

By: The Firefaery

NC-17: Sexual situations

Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing

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The car was silent as the three of us rode to the nearest Winner mansion. Heero was driving, I was in the front seat next to him, and Wu Fei rode silently in the back. The morning had been a quiet one, with Wu Fei on the balcony doing katas, Heero cleaning his gun at the kitchen table, and me glued to the TV, trying to pretend I didn't notice the rising tension in our small apartment. Around ten, Wu Fei had gone to check out of his hotel and grab his things, coming back toward eleven. And low and behold, under one arm was his precious katana.

He'd stowed his things in our guest room, coming out a little later to ask where the laundry was. After showing him, I mentioned it was about time to head over to Quatre and Trowa's for lunch. We'd piled into the car, and here we were, nobody speaking.

I can't say I didn't feel guilty. I mean, come on, there I was, entertaining fantasies about both the guys in the car with me, one of whom I'd made a pretty much lifelong commitment to. The other one had no idea that I felt that way about him at all. And I was getting this vibe from Heero, almost like back in the Wars when he'd had his radar up for approaching enemies. I couldn't help but think he suspected not all was completely plutonic between me and Wu Fei, at least on my part. I really needed a second opinion on this. Quatre was gonna get an earful at lunch.

We eventually pulled in the circular drive of the Winner Mansion where Quatre and his lover were staying at the moment. Heero turned off the car, and we sat in silence for a moment. Finally, the rising tension got to me, and I popped open my door.

"Well come on, guys! I'm sure Q-man is dying to give Wu Fei a complete physical and make sure he's all right. Wouldn't want to keep the almighty blonde one waiting!" I slammed the door closed and winced, knowing Heero hated it when I did that. Shrugging, I began bouncing up to the large double doors that served for the front entrance. I could hear Wu Fei and Heero getting out behind me.

Not wanting another chance for the tenseness to return, I hit the buzzer furiously, then knocked loudly on the door. This situation was going bad too quickly even for me. After I talked to Quatre, I needed to sit down with Heero and tell him what was up. Otherwise, I ran the risk of ruining what the two of us had together, and nothing in the world was worth that to me.

A slightly flustered butler swung the door open, giving me a once-over.

"The service entrance is in the back, sir," he murmured coolly, in a slightly nasal old British accent.. Oh yeah, this guy definitely had his knickers in a twist. Seeing an opportunity to relieve some pent-up frustration, I reached over and slapped the guy on the shoulder. His condescending expression changed to one of complete horror as he turned to look at his abused shoulder. Jerk probably thought I was carrying some disease, like commonness.

"Hey, lighten up, man," I cracked, grinning a little too widely as Wu Fei and Heero stepped up behind me. "We're just here to see Quatre, that's all. Now be a good little stooge and show us in."

"I am quite sure that Master Quatre has no time for - people - like you, *sir*," he nearly spit, stepping back and beginning to close the door. My back was up now. I could almost see my braid bristling behind me.

"Oh no you don't, James my good man," I warned, stepping over the threshold and easily opening the door against his weak attempts to close it. I'd been a Gundam Pilot, for god's sake. "I can see the help around here has been slipping. We'll show ourselves in." I began to walk past him into the large house, not caring if Wu Fei and Heero were following me or not.

The dumbass finally let go of the door and reached to grab my arm. I whirled and grabbed him by the collar. "I wouldn't try that if I were you, James," I said coldly. I was only a few inches taller than he was, but I easily lifted him up so that he was dangling with his toes barely brushing the floor. We were nose to nose, and I could feel Shinigami stirring in my eyes as I growled at him menacingly. The guy paled noticeably and started shaking. A hand on my shoulder made me tense and turn, to see Heero looking at me.

"Put him down, Duo. Just let it go," he whispered, his hand tightening for a moment as I tightened my grip on the guy's collar and he squeaked. My breathing was ragged and heavy as I held the position. Wu Fei stepped up next to Heero, his eyes pleading with me.

"Just put him down, Duo. Quatre would be upset if we damaged the help." A part of me knew they were right, I should just put him down, but somehow I'd gone into almost full battle mode. It was hard to break out of once I was in it. The guy had pissed me off and insulted me, along with the two young men trying to calm me down. Shinigami did not take well to insults of those he loved. `Wait a sec, those he loved?' The shock of including Wu Fei in that statement broke me out of it and I released the guy without warning. He hit the floor with a soft thud and stumbled, catching himself on the door. I was too confused to notice, and still recovering from my reversion.

"I…I think I need to…to sit down," I managed, before promptly doing just that, right there in the entryway. The hall was completely silent as I stared blankly into space, trying to work out just what the fuck happened.

"What in the name of Allah is going on in here!" A high, almost feminine voice exclaimed, and I knew we were in for it. Or at least me, anyway. So that's when I decided to take a little nap.

****

I watched in shock as Duo lifted the butler up by his lapels and growled in his face. The look in those violet eyes was familiar to me, and I knew Shinigami had returned to remind us that Death still walked among us. Heero walked up cautiously and placed on a hand on Duo's shoulder. The cautious part surprised me; I didn't think the Perfect Soldier would have been afraid of Death.

"Put him down, Duo. Just let it go," Heero whispered, his hand still on Duo's shoulder. It didn't look like his words were having any effect, and I didn't know what else to do, so I walked up behind Heero and met Duo's eyes, begging him silently to listen.

"Just put him down, Duo. Quatre would be upset if we damaged the help." It was a mild joke, but I had hoped it would snap him out of his reversion to Shinigami and the Wars. For a moment, I thought we were going to be picking up pieces of the jerk for days, but suddenly Duo paled and dropped him, a lost look on his face.

"I…I think I need to…to sit down," he choked out, and fell to the floor. He sat there, unmoving for a moment, before our host made his entrance.

"What in the name of Allah is going on in here!" Quatre cried, a flustered look on his almost cherubic face. It always amazed me that he didn't take up a relationship with Trowa until the middle of the Wars, as openly gay as he was. Duo took the distraction to calmly pass out at our feet, returning the favor I'd given him yesterday.

"M-Master Quatre, these…these people! Just barged right in, and he!" The harassed butler pointed a shaking finger at the unconscious Duo. "He attacked me!" His voice broke on the last word, squeaking sharply. Quatre looked from Heero, to me, to the motionless figure on the floor, and somehow came up with the right conclusion.

"James, go lie down for a while or something. I will take care of this," Quatre soothed, stepping forward and placing a gentle hand on the man's shaking arm. He visibly relaxed, and after a moment, bowed and left quickly. As an amusing side note, his name really was James. "Now tell me what happened, although I have some idea," the short blonde said gently, kneeling down to examine the former Pilot of Deathscythe.

"I take it that butler is new, otherwise this would have never happened," Heero murmured, kneeling down next to Quatre. At the other boy's nod, he continued. "He would not allow us entry, and advised us to use the service door in the back. His tone was very degrading, and he made similar negative comments about Wu Fei and I. Duo made to push past him into the house, and the butler went grab his arm. It set off old reflexes, and Duo reverted to Shinigami for a moment." At this, Quatre paled and his lips formed a grim line. "Wu Fei and I managed to snap him out of it before real damage was done, and he passed out just as you arrived." During the explanation, Quatre was feeling Duo's forehead, pulse points, and prying his eyes open to check for dilation.

"It's a good thing you did, or this could have turned out much worse. He's just unconscious, no real damage down. We can put him in one of the guest rooms to sleep it off. Can one of you lift him? Trowa is waiting for us in the dining room, someone needs to go tell him what's happened," he added, looking at both of us.

"As I have not been here before, I think it would be best if Heero went in search of Trowa," I finally murmured, not looking at the ex-Pilot in question. Quatre nodded and motioned for me to lift Duo. As I stepped forward, Heero stood up and promptly left without saying a word, Quatre casting a worried glance towards his retreating back. I knelt down and positioned my arms under the limp body on the floor, then stood and lifted him with me, grateful that my months of drinking and somewhat lax training hadn't affected my performance too badly. He wasn't really that heavy at all. "Lead the way." I motioned with my head, and Quatre stood and began walking towards a staircase set back from the main hall.

"It's good to see you again, Wu Fei. We've missed your presence since the Wars," Quatre said gently, turning to glance at me as we walked. I kept my face carefully blank. "I think Duo has most of all." I stumbled slightly, but managed to keep my balance with the figure in my arms. It was an almost comforting weight. At least this time around, he wasn't bleeding from any major arteries. If only I could find myself in this position more often.

Grunting, I continued walking. "It is good to see all of you as well. I am staying with Duo and Heero at the moment, and I think I shall be here for an extended time," I added, turning as Quatre led me down a dim hallway, into one of the many wings of the mansion. He stopped at a nondescript door and opened it, peering in for a moment.

"That's good, the five of us can get together more often now," he finally commented, motioning me inside. It was a basic plain room, although on Winner estates, plain had a slightly different definition. There was a large four-poster bed against one wall, along with an ornate oak dresser, table and chairs, and two doors against the opposite wall. One I assumed was the closest, the other a private bathroom. "Just lay him on the bed, I'll get his shoes."

I did as he said, gently laying Duo down on the right side of the large bed, positioning his limbs in more comfortable ways. While Quatre was busy with Duo's many-laced boots, I tenderly brushed a stray strand of hair out of his face. He looked so peaceful this way, none of the inherent violence of his War persona showing through. He looked even younger than his seventeen years.

I stepped back from the bed, not wanting to give any more of myself away to Quatre. He seemed not to have noticed, pulling the last boot off gently and setting it next to the other one on the floor by the bed.

"He should be all right, just slightly guilty when he wakes up," the ex-Pilot of Sandrock murmured softly, sliding the pillows more comfortably under Duo's head.

"Does this happen often?" I asked finally, wondering how much I'd missed in my absence. Quatre shrugged slightly.

"To all of us, at one point or another." He looked me in the eye. "We all have memories and feelings left over from the Wars. Sometimes we can't help but express them in ways we usually wouldn't otherwise. Today was actually a mild case. A few months ago, Heero pulled his gun on an old lady at a shopping center when she unexpectedly bumped into him." He chuckled, shaking his head ruefully. "What he was doing with a gun at a strip mall I'll never know. Just Heero, I suppose," he conceded, smiling at me. I felt one tug at my lips, a vision of the Perfect Soldier holding a gun on somebody's Granny coming to mind.

"Do you think all of us will ever be happy?" It was said softly, almost a plea to tell me yes, we'd all be fine any time now. We would all get what we wanted. But I would know it for a lie, because what I wanted, I'd foolishly let pass me by.

"I can't honestly answer that, Wu Fei. It's too complicated a question. Nobody is ever happy all the time, but I can hope that we'll all at least be content someday." He sighed and began walking out after a last glance at the sleeping Duo. "People like us, who've seen what we've seen, done what we've done, will always find it hard to be happy. I guess in some ways, it just takes the right person." With that, he opened the door and left. I hurried after him, not wanting to be lost in the maze of the large house.

****

Hearing hurried footsteps behind me, I knew Wu Fei had caught up with me. I frowned slightly, some part of me well aware of the storm that was possibly brewing between three of my closest friends. I'd had a slight suspicion about Wu Fei's feeling ever since Duo's major accident just before the Wars ended. He'd reacted so drastically, though it wouldn't have been completely apparent to a casual bystander. Just as Heero had almost put his fist through a wall, so Wu Fei had done quite a lot of damage to the surrounding foliage around the safehouse with furious katas practiced with his unsheathed blade. Something none of us had ever known him to do before.

When he disappeared after the last battle, at first I assumed he was merely avoiding the media and government agencies interested in the five of us. But after months and more months passed, I couldn't help but think that in reality he was avoiding us. Or more specifically, one of us. I wasn't sure of Duo's feelings towards Wu Fei, but I knew beyond any doubt that he was in love with Heero. And of course, Heero loved him as well.

Nobody has a perfect relationship, it's true, but Heero and Duo's sometimes seemed close to it. They never fought about petty things as other couples did; it was always disagreements over real issues, like how they would continue their futures. And it wasn't long before a compromise would be reached, at least for the moment.

If, however, Dou did have feelings for Wu Fei, then all three of them were in for a world of hurt if their love-triangle couldn't be settled. And it wasn't fair to any of them, but it couldn't be helped, either. Emotions were not something you could readily control, especially not love. It was easy to understand now why Wu Fei had left after the Wars.

There was only one solution I could see to all this, but it would take a great deal of cooperation and understanding on Heero's part.

With that thought hanging in the air, we finally reached the private dining room. Heero and Trowa were sitting in complete but comfortable silence, Heero standing as soon as Wu Fei and I entered. I motioned for him to sit as I spoke.

"Duo is fine, just resting comfortably. I'm sure he'll wake on his own in a little while," I explained, going to sit on the arm of Trowa's chair. A slender arm wrapped itself around my waist as I spoke, and a smile crossed my face. Living with my lover these few months after the Wars had been a joy I couldn't really describe.

"I'm sure he wouldn't mind if we started without him," Trowa murmured, his fingers lazily brushing against my side. I shifted slightly, trying not to giggle as his touch tickled me. I placed a hand over his wandering fingers and gave him a look. He only smiled. Wu Fei stood by the door, looking almost uncomfortable.

"Come in and sit down, Wu Fei. I want to hear what you've been up to since we last saw you," I called, waving vaguely to one of the chairs positioned around the table. After a moment's hesitation, he pushed away from the doorway and walked over to a chair one over from where Trowa and I sat. I got up and sat down in the empty one between him and Trowa.

"I've just been wandering, I suppose," Wu Fei finally said, not looking directly at the three of us. "I've been on Earth for the most part, I just arrived on L-4 recently," he added, his arms crossing over his chest. I could almost have sworn his hands were shaking slightly. "Could I have a glass of water, Quatre?"

"Of course, how thoughtless of me. Would anyone else like anything?" I asked, standing and walking over to a beverage cart set against the wall behind us.

"No thank you," Heero murmured, his arms also crossed over his chest and that crazy mop of hair covering his eyes. After a pause, Trowa also shook his head. Shrugging, I poured a glass of ice water for Wu Fei, and then one for myself. Walking back, I set Wu Fei's in front of him, then sat back down with mine. He reached forward, and I couldn't deny now that his hand was shaking. He gripped the glass tightly and brought it to his mouth, taking a large gulp.

"Thank you," he whispered, setting the glass back down. I nodded in reply. Something was definitely not right here.

"I guess Trowa and I will start," I finally exclaimed, trying to brush off my misgivings. "We headed up here to L-4 after getting away from all those pesky meetings and inquiries and media fanatics trying to get pictures of us. Duo and Heero decided to follow us and the four of us have been more or less hiding out for a while. My sisters, though, seem determined to get me into the business," I added, smirking. "We haven't really been in contact with any of the others from the Wars, although I believe Miss Relena has been trying to get a hold of Heero for a few months now." I winked at the disgruntled looking boy sitting across from me.

"Catherine sends me occasional e-mails, updating us on the circus and its movements," Trowa added, shifting to prop his head up on his right hand. He was just so cute sometimes! I was still trying to get him to cut his hair, but I didn't know if that particular battle would ever be over.

"Relena has been trying to contact me," Heero admitted, looking uncomfortable. "I finally had to change my e-mail address because she kept filling up my inbox." We all chuckled softly, feeling sympathy for the hunted man. Relena Peacecraft, or Darlian as she had taken to calling herself again, was still adamantly declaring undying love for Heero, even though his relationship with Duo had been far from hidden. The girl just couldn't get it through her head.

Wu Fei took another sip from his glass. "I get some correspondence from Sally Po, now and again. She's the on-call doctor for Lady Une's new Preventors detail." He looked towards Trowa and I. "Did you four also receive offers to join the force?"

Looking to Trowa for a moment, I answered. "We did, but Trowa and I felt that we had done enough fighting for two lifetimes, so we declined. Maybe some day, if either of us feel the need, we'll look into it again," I amended, feeling my lover slide his left hand into my right one.

It hadn't taken Trowa long to realize that I would never be willing to go into battle again, unless there was dire need for the old Gundam Pilots. Being the Peacemaker, or Master Strategist as some still called me, had left scars on my soul that would never fade, or even heal in some cases. He had been more than willing to go along with my decision. I knew, though, that if I hadn't been in the picture, he would have immediately accepted. Perhaps when we were older, more sure of ourselves, Trowa would feel the need to inquire about the position Lady Une had promised would always be open.

"Duo and I also declined," ex-Pilot of Wing added, saying no more. Trowa and I, at least, knew of the heated debate that had gone on between the two over the Preventors positions, and even the bodyguard position Miss Relena had offered.

"I was offered one as well, but I have yet to decline or accept," came the soft confession. I blinked for a moment.

"But we were offered those just a couple months after the Wars. And you still haven't decided?" I asked in surprise, turning to look at Wu Fei. He shrugged, not meeting my eyes.

"No, I have not. It was not a decision I felt I could make quickly, and Sally is trying to talk me into it as well. I believe she's even asked Noin to confer with me," the Chinese man forced out, his tone almost daring me to comment further. I decided to switch the topic.

"Well, umm…Heero, have you and Duo decided to go back to school yet or not?" I chirped, the tension so thick in the room for a moment, you could almost cut it with a knife.

"Nah, Q-man, we're still thinkin' about it," a voice cut in, as a cheery Duo stepped into the room. "Sorry about that whole scene at the front door, didn't mean to scare that jerk…I mean, your poor butler," he quipped, walking over to Heero's chair and placing a light kiss on his cheek. The once Perfect Soldier looked almost bemused for a moment, then shook his head slightly and smiled up at his braided lover.

"Oh, don't worry about it, Duo. James is still quite new, and must either learn the workings of a Winner Estate, or leave," I soothed, watching in bewilderment as Duo cracked up suddenly.

"Ya mean, that guy's name really is James!" he whooped, clutching the back of Heero's chair as he doubled up with laughter. Next to me, Wu Fei also chuckled. "Oh man, what a kicker," he managed, collapsing into the seat next to Heero, who's arm somehow slipped around Duo's waist.

Wu Fei smirked. "I knew that coffee this morning wasn't a good idea, baka," he called across to Duo, and was rewarded with a raspberry blown in his direction.

"Hey, lighten up, Wu-man. Come on, the five of us are together for the first time in eight months! Laugh a little," he jabbed, grinning broadly as Wu Fei's eye twitched slightly.

"The name is Wu Fei! I can't believe I forgot my katana!" he cried, searching around for a moment before realizing he hadn't brought it. The look on Duo's face as Wu Fei searched for that dreaded weapon was priceless. "I think it's in my room back at the apartment…remind me to get it when we return," Wu Fei mock-growled, giving Duo a stern look.

"Some things never change," Trowa murmured, smiling gently as the two Pilots continued bickering. I watched as Heero's face clouded over, his eyes darting between the two and back again. Standing up and squeezing my lover's shoulder, I whispered softly.

"And some things do."

****

The five of us were sprawled across lawn chairs in the back yard, the false sun of the colony slowly fading above us. Heero and Trowa were engrossed in a life or death chess match on one of the tables, while Wu Fei watched silently and waited to play the winner. Speaking of Winner….

"Quatre, can I talk to ya for a moment?" I asked quietly, warning the smaller boy with my eyes not to say anything. He nodded and motioned me inside, and I readily followed.

`Okay, Maxwell, this is it….'

We walked back into the private dining room from earlier and sat down in two chairs facing each other. "What did you want to talk about, Duo?" he asked just as quietly, his face serious and concerned.

I shrugged uncomfortably, not sure of my wording. "It's….It's about Wu Fei," I finally managed. He blinked for a moment, then nodded. "This is really hard for me to admit, ya know…but I needed to talk to someone, and you're the only person I could think of," I added hastily, trying in some way to delay the inevitable admission I was about to make.

"Duo, you can tell me. I promise I'll keep it confidential, and I'll help you anyway I can," he murmured, leaning forward to place a hand on my knee. I sighed and nodded.

"Well, the thing is, I love Heero. I really, honestly do. Scouts' honor," I joked weakly, holding up two fingers in the traditional salute. The blonde across from me smiled. Shaking my head and reaching back to grab the end of my braid, I fidgeted for a moment. "Is it possible to be in love with two people at once?" I finally spit out, clutching my braid in a death grip. He sighed heavily and looked away, towards the end of the house where the other three were engrossed in their game.

"I've never experienced it personally, Duo, but yes, I believe it is possible. What are you trying to tell me?"

"I think I'm in love with Heero…and Wu Fei," I whispered brokenly, putting the hand not holding my braid over my face. A gentle, comforting hand rested lightly on my shoulder.

"Have you talked to Heero about this?" I shook my head, unsure of my current ability to speak. It was just too much, too confusing and complicated.

"What the fuck is wrong with me?!" Suddenly feeling the need to move, I jumped up and began pacing. "What kind of idiot would put what I have with Heero at risk by suddenly discovering feelings for another guy? And Wu Fei, for Christ's sake! What the hell is going on?" I paced back and forth in between Quatre and my empty chair.

Quatre looked slightly unsure, but spoke anyway. "Are you telling me these feelings have just surfaced since last night when Wu Fei came back?" he asked in a disbelieving tone. Groaning loudly, I flopped back into my chair.

"No, not exactly. I mean, during the Wars I felt some of this, too. But I always assumed Wu Fei was straight. I mean come one, the guy was married at one point," I pointed out, running a frustrated hand through my bangs.

"That was an arranged marriage, and Meilan never did bear an heir." Damn Quatre and his sneaky….intelligent mind!

"I guess that's true. But he never showed any signs of swinging my way, so I did my best to fall head over heels in love with Heero." Smiling softly for a moment. "I did a pretty good job, too. And I mean, after that huge fiasco with that bad mission and all, Heero and I got together and it wasn't an issue anymore. Or so I thought. Wu Fei disappeared after the Wars ended, and even in some ways was never all there during the last couple months of the fighting," I murmured, worry creasing my forehead. His behavior had changed after Heero and I got together…could that mean he felt something also?

`Get real, Maxwell. That's just crazy talk.'

"But then, he showed back up, right? And it all came to the surface again," Quatre prodded, watching me closely. I wondered if his space heart had kicked into overdrive, or if he was just being creepy.

"Yeah. And somehow it's turned from just attraction and a lot of liking, into something that's damn similar to what I feel towards `Ro." Sighing, I leaned my head back against the chair and stared at the ceiling.

Quatre tried to lighten the mood. "Well, they say absence makes the heart grow fonder…" I gave him my best glare. "Sorry. Obviously I'm the first one you've talked to about this, so I think you really need to talk to Heero next." I nodded, that truth had never wavered. This was too big for me to hide from him, and I wouldn't want to anyway. "And then…I think you need to tell Wu Fei." Squeaking in surprise, I looked at him.

"Why the hell would I do that!" Quatre held up his hands and waited for me to quiet down.

"It's just a suggestion, Duo. But I think Wu Fei deserves to know. You may have assumed too much about him since you've met him," he added, standing up and walking towards the door. And on that cryptic note we ended our conversation and went back to join the guys.

`Damn…this is gonna suck ass,' I thought dejectedly, planning on discussing this with Heero when we got home. The three chess players had switched places, Trowa and Wu Fei now facing off. I don't think any of them even noticed we'd left. Heero looked up as I sat down and smiled at me, his dark blue eyes filled with warmth. He'd changed so much since the Wars, it was like he'd become a completely new person. We still had moments where he'd freeze up in bed, or in an unfamiliar place that he was unsure about. But compared to the Perfect Soldier, and now, it was completely different. And I was close to ruining it.

****

I looked up from the chess game Trowa, Wu Fei, and I were engaged in, and caught Duo's eyes. Those violet orbs were filled with love and something else, some wary emotion that made me worried. I watched Quatre putter around, pouring more lemonade for everybody and shaking his head fondly as Trowa and Wu Fei battled silently on. I decided now was the time to corner him and talk about what I suspected.

I stood up and walked over to where the blonde was leaning against an empty chair, motioning with my head for him to follow me inside. I didn't catch the roll of his eyes as he walked in after me. I made a straight line towards the dining room from earlier in the afternoon, not a single word spoken between us. Spying a pair of chairs facing each other across the room, I walked towards them and sat down in one, motioning for Quatre to sit in the other. After silence reigned for a few moments, I gave him a look that said, `Get on with it'.

"Did you want to talk about something, Heero?" he finally submitted, his eyes locked with mine. I grunted and tried to form into words what I was thinking.

Finally, I managed some form of it. "Duo has been acting strange since Wu Fei returned. I don't know what it means," I admitted, breaking eye contact with the intent blonde. He groaned softly and ran a casual hand through his hair, turning and looking at me out of the corner of his eye.

"That isn't really something I can help you with," the Winner heir pointed out, staring at the wall behind me. "Surely there must be something more to what you're thinking, or you wouldn't have brought it up." I reluctantly admitted that I would have to reveal more of my thoughts to him.

"I believe there are some…feelings…between them. What sort, I am not fully sure of." My voice was low and almost harsh, and Quatre turned to look me in the eyes again. "Duo has never told me about any relations he had with Wu Fei in the Wars, other than what is common knowledge of the group. I can not assume that this is a past relationship coming to light, so it must be something recently developed," I added roughly, glaring at him.

"Or something left from the Wars, but that never came to light *then*?" Quatre astutely guessed, raising a delicate pale eyebrow at me. I hadn't considered that. Had Duo felt something for Wu Fei back before the two of us ever became a couple? I had never seen him make open advances at the Chinese Pilot, but then, he never made many to me, either.

"That is a valid point." I didn't know where this conversation was supposed to be leading, but I didn't think this was it.

"What will you do if Duo does admit that he has feelings for Wu Fei?" It was a question I didn't, or couldn't, currently answer, not without more thought, so I shrugged. The point was for the moment moot, anyway, as Duo hadn't come forward with these feelings. I already assumed Wu Fei felt something, possibly love, for Duo, because of his past and present actions and attitudes around him.

"I don't know, Quatre," I murmured, looking away. A moment of silence reigned, then he spoke again.

"What do you feel towards Wu Fei, Heero? Besides respect, admiration, that sort of thing," he added, and I turned to look into those baby blues in shock. What did I feel? What the hell was he talking about?! The expression on my face must have given me away, because he smiled slightly and shook his head. "I have a suggestion, and you have only to take it as such, if Duo and Wu Fei really do love each other." Wary, I nodded for him to continue. "I know Duo wouldn't be willing to throw away what you two have for Wu Fei, even though he possibly loves him like he loves you. My suggestion, Heero, is to not make him choose. You could possibly consider an arrangement that would suit you all." He was dancing around whatever he was trying to suggest, and it was getting annoying.

"Quatre, please just say what you're thinking before we're here all evening," I said blandly, raising an eyebrow of my own.

Looking sheepish, he spit it out. "A threesome. A menage a trios, if you'll pardon my French," he added, chuckling somewhat at his own joke. If that was his idea of a joke. Sitting there in stunned thought, I had no idea what to make of his suggestion. A three way? Between Duo, Wu Fei, and I?

I could mentally register that Wu Fei was an attractive male, and he had many decent qualities about him that would make him a good companion. I had never specifically found myself attracted to him, as most of my attention had been focused on Duo, but I couldn't say that I never would, given the opportunity. It was just something I'd never considered before. But if what I suspected was true, it would take a lot of thought before I put it forth to Duo. Let alone Wu Fei.

Was it possible, though? Could I share Duo with another person? After a moment of thought, I came to an answer.

If it meant his happiness, I would learn.