Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ The Elements ❯ Chapter 12 ( Chapter 12 )

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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 12

Heero was just finishing getting ready when Wufei knocked on the door. Duo hadn't gotten back to the room, so Heero had to answer the door. Grabbing a light jacket (after all, it *was* mid-September) he went to greet his date.

"Hello, Wufei," Heero said, shyly, when he opened the door. "How are you?"

"Fine," Wufei answered, his jaw gaping open, letting bugs in, as he stared at Heero.

Heero squirmed under Wufei's gaze, uncomfortable with the intensity of the dark eyes trained on him, even though he should be used to being the subject of lustful looks, it still bothered him. Especially when he couldn't really see what they saw in him.

Heero thought he looked astonishingly average, a little on the homely side, even. He was short, so short that no stranger would ever believe that he was even distantly related to his 6'4" brothers. Also, he was skinny to the point of malnutrition; what little muscles he had were overshadowed by his sheer lack of size. And his hips, Heero hated his lips. They were too full -- like Angelina Jolie's, only on her, they looked good--made more so by the fact that he was constantly chewing on them.

Tonight, Heero looked no different from normal. He wore the outfit he had picked out the night before: thin, white shirt that held his Zodiac sign on it; hip-hugging, dark-blue jeans that dragged the ground at his heels; and the brown oxford shoes that made him almost an inch taller. His hair had, again, refused to do as it was told, and it was laying across his head in a tousled mess.

Heero shook the offending thoughts from his brain. After all, Wufei thought he was cute. Heero checked to make sure he had his key with him before turning to Wufei.

"Ready?" he asked, before walking out of his door.

***

Wufei barely acknowledged Heero's words with a grunt. He was too busy staring at the vision before him.

Tight clothes showcased Heero's lean body, but left enough to the imagination as to be labeled as "classy." Standard preppy-boy shoes adorned his feet, raising him closer to Wufei's level. They were only separated by two inches with the shoes. Heero's hair was achingly messy; tousled as if Aeolus himself had run his fingers through his hair.

Wufei returned to his senses and processed what Heero had said. "Yeah, yeah. Here. let me help me with your jacket," he said, trying to act like he hadn't been drooling over the hotness that was Heero.

Wufei helped Heero put on his jacket and the two boys left the building.

***

Trowa blinked at Quatre. "What do you mean 'Where do I go at night?' I don't go anywhere. I stay right here." Trowa backed away from Quatre's scrutinizing gaze, and from his caressing palm. He didn't understand how Quatre knew that he snuck out; he was always so careful.

Quatre lowered his eyes to the bedspread. "Don't bullshit me, Trowa. I know you go somewhere. If you don't want to tell me, fine, but don't lie to me. Duo and I may not agree on much, but the one thing we always agree on is lying. So don't piss on my shoes and tell me it's raining, and don't tell me you don't go anywhere at night because I fucking *see* you leave!"

Trowa didn't know what to do; he had never seen Quatre so mad before. The blond's chest was heaving, and he had cursed. Quatre Raberba Winner had actually cussed, twice; thrice if Trowa counted "piss." As Trowa thought of what to tell Quatre, the shorter boy rose from the bed.

"Well, I guess you're not going to tell me," Quatre said, his fists clenched at his sides, his face becoming red. "Fine. I just thought you would me since we're friends--best friends--but I guess I was wrong. I guess I was wrong about a lot of things."

As Quatre started walking away, Trowa felt his chance slipping away. His chance to finally spill the beans, all of the beans, to Quatre. It scared him, but he knew that this was a now-or-never type deal. If he let Quatre walk through that door, their friendship would be lost, and they would never be able to become anything more than they were.

"Quatre, wait," Trowa sighed, rising from the bed. "I'll tell you. The truth, this time. Just, please, come back?"

Quatre acquiesced, and sat down, on his own bed this time. He looked up at Trowa, and waited with sympathetic eyes for his friend to explain everything.

***

Heero looked out at the beach where Wufei had brought him. Amazingly, it had only taken them twenty minutes in Wufei car to get to Lake Aunawauno.

"Oh, Wufei, it's gorgeous," Heero gushed when the older boy caught up to him. And indeed, it was. The clear, sparkling blue of the lake and the waves making intricate patterns in the sand, all set off by the lush green of a New England forest.

Wufei voiced his agreement with Heero and set the picnic basket on the blanket Heero had spread out. Then, he sat down next to it and pulled Heero after him.

"Why don't we eat now?" Wufei said, getting the food out of the basket. "I don't know about you, but I'm starving."

Heero agreed, almost glomping Wufei when he saw what kind of food he had brought: milk, cheese, and other foods that Heero could eat without it screaming at him. Most of all, there was no meat. Heero turned to Wufei with tears in his eyes.

"Oh, 'Fei, you remembered!" Heero exclaimed. Then he really did glomp Wufei, causing said boy to sprawl on his back, with a rather sexy Hee-chan straddling his hips.

Wufei laughed up at Heero. "Of *course* I remembered that you're vegetarian. After the fuss you made at camp about "those poor little creatures being brutally murdered" so we could have hotdogs on a stick, I could never forget."

Heero giggled and blushed (very cutely) and buried his head in the crook of Wufei's neck.

"I'd forgotten about that," he whispered.

"I never forget," Wufei returned, "if it's about you."

***

Alex and Mueller watched the show from the bushes.

"Are you getting this?" Alex asked, smacking Mueller on the head when he started to drool.

"Yeah, yeah," Mueller said. "From this angle, it looks exactly like Winner wants it to. These pictures will ruin the lovebirds' relationship before it even begins."

With that said, Mueller put his eye back to the camera, and continued taking pictures of Chang and Yuy.

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