Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ The Elements ❯ Chapter 9 ( Chapter 9 )

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Pairings: 2x1 (eventually), 6+1, 5+1, implied 3+4, R+H, H+9+H, others to be named Rating: NC-17, probably Warnings: AU, OOC, probably lemon, semi Duo- bastardization (don't worry, he gets over it), I should probably add angst, NICE RELENA

The Elements

Chapter 9

Heero was walking back to the dorm when he ran into Trowa -- literally. He fell to the ground, landing on his butt for the third time in two days. "Ooph!" he cried, startled by his impact with the ground.

Trowa looked down with an expression akin to horror on his face. "Oh, God. I'm so sorry, Heero," the taller boy said, helping him stand up. "I'm so sorry. I should've been looking where I was going, but I didn't, and now, because of me, you fell. Are you hurt? No? Are you sure? Okay."

Trowa was running his hands over Heero(1), brushing off imaginary dirt he might have gotten on him when he fell down. Heero grabbed Trowa's hands, stilling them. "Trowa, I'm fine. Really. Though, this kind of thing seems to be happening a lot to

me recently." Trowa's eyes still appeared apprehensive, so Heero decided to make him focus on something else. "Where were you going to so fast, anyway? You were moving like a bat out of hell."

Trowa smiled, tensely, before answering Heero's question. "Actually, I was looking for you. I wanted to ask you if we could get together sometime and talk. Just as friends, of course. I would never intrude on a friend's territory --" Heero raise his eyebrow at this. "-- and, besides, I'm--"

"Already in love with someone," Heero finished. Trowa looked at him inquisitively, before dismissing whatever it was he was going to say. "Anyway, I would love to talk with you, about anything. How about today? I'm free 'til 7:30. Well, until about 7:00; I got to give myself time to get ready."

"Okay. How about right after lunch, in the grove?" Trowa asked. Heero acquiesced and they went their separate ways.

***

Duo got out of the shower, and washed it down with some of that once-a-day spray. He loved cleaning, and he definitely loved having access to his cleaning products anytime he was in his room. Duo's mother, under the advice of his then-pychiatrist, had kept all cleaning products under lock and key at her house before she shipped him off to boarding school.

Duo dried off himself and his hair before reaching under the sink to get his blow-drier from its correct compartment. He dried his long hair thoroughly, the task taking approximately seventeen minutes. He put he hair drier back in its proper place, and took out his morning brush and a new ponytail holder. He quickly and neatly brushed and braided his hair before getting dressed.

He hung up his towels on the rack to dry, and stepped out of the bathroom, his eyes immediately falling on the figure sitting lotus style on the -- unmade -- bed. "You," he hissed. He hadn't been expecting his roommate to be there. In fact, during his time in the bathroom, he had almost forgotten that he even *had* a roommate.

The sight of Heero's unmade bed reminded Duo to make up his own; he hadn't done it before he took a shower. After he did that, Duo put on his shoes. He was almost at the door when Heero said something.

"I'm sorry, what?" Duo asked. He hadn't caught the specifics of what his roommate had said.

Heero looked up at him with what Duo could've sworn were sad eyes, and said: "Why do you hate me?"

If Duo hadn't been standing still, that question would have stopped him in his tracks. As it was, he swayed a bit when he turned to look back at his (beautiful) roommate. "What makes you think that I hate you?"

"Just...things." Heero reached up to scratch his eyebrow. "Just a feeling."

Duo sighed. He might as well tell the boy why he didn't like him. "There are several reasons that I *dislike* you, the first of which being that you are a slob." Duo pointed to the unmade bed, the open closet, and the shoes in the floor. "The second is that you're a faggot fairy, and you're going to hell. The last reason is that you're invading my privacy. I like to be alone, and you being here makes it so that I can't be. That one's not personal; the fucking Pope could be my roommate and I would hate him." Duo turned away from Heero without saying his real last reason: 'You're extremely hot, and you make me want to jump you, and that's bad.' He almost didn't hear what Heero said before he was completely out of the room.

Heero said, "I wish you didn't hate me. I'll find some way to make you like me."

Duo ignored him and kept on walking. 'I like you too much already,' he thought.

***

Trowa's heart beat wildly in his chest all throughout lunch. He couldn't believe that he had actually met the Element that ruled over him, or that that Element liked him and wanted to be his friend. Trowa glanced over at Heero all throughout the meal, but true to his word, never said a thing about him.

As soon as lunch was over, Trowa raced to the grove that his tree was in, and waited for Heero to come. And waited. And waited. Trowa had been there for fifteen minutes, and was starting to worry that Heero wasn't coming, when he heard a twig snap close by.

"Sorry it took me so long to get here. My brothers thought I was trying to sneak off early with Wufei," Heero said, startling Trowa. "They didn't believe that I was just coming to see a friend. That there's even one guy in the world who's not going to try to jump my bones when he gets me alone baffles them."

Trowa smiled at this. If he wasn't so in love, lust, infatuation with Quatre, he would definitely want to "jump" Heero's "bones."

Heero sat on the ground and pulled Trowa down after him. "So," he said. "You wanted to talk to me about -- to ask me -- something. So, what do you want to know?"

Selune

(1) Not like that. Hentais.