Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ The Elements ❯ Chapter 13 ( Chapter 13 )

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Disclaimer: Neither Gundam Wing nor its characters are mine. They are the property of their respective owners. Rhys (when he shows up) is not mine. He is the property of Laurel K. Hamilton. The Sidhe, the way I use them, are Laurel K. Hamilton's interpretation of the faeries from mythology. If I use Hands of Power, which I might, they are the creation of Laurel K. Hamilton, too.

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 13

Trowa fidgeted as Quatre stared at him, trying to think of how to word his tale. He had decided to tell Quatre the truth, just not all of it--he was going to leave out the half-nymph part--but he didn't know exactly *how* to say it.

"Since I was really little, I've loved nature, the forest in particular," he started, hesitantly. Quatre gently prodded him to go on, and emboldened by Quatre's reaction, he continued. "We, my parents and I, had a forest surrounding our home. Every night, after I was old enough to walk, I would go into the forest and curl up under this one tree. After my father died, it was the only place that gave me any comfort. Ever since then, I've only been able to sleep in a forest."

Quatre sat on his bed, apparently absorbing what Trowa had said. "So...when you go out, you're going to sleep?" he asked, seemingly confused.

"Yeah," Trowa answered. "I go to this grove--it's really pretty--and I sleep. If you want, I'll show it to you sometime."

Quatre nodded his head before getting up from the bed. "I'd like that," he said. He started to walk away, before turning back to Trowa. "And Trowa.... Telling me wasn't so hard, was it?"

Trowa said that no, it wasn't. He smiled to himself, glad that he had finally told the person he loved most of all a little bit about himself, as Quatre left the room, saying he was going to look for Duo.

***

Heero and Wufei had finished their picnic and were at the carnival in the town of Liberty Falls, two towns over from Shady Oaks and a half-hour drive from Lake Aunawauna. They were currently in line for the Ferris wheel, Wufei's arm wrapped around Hero's waist, pulling the boy to him. Heero was having a good time. Well, as good a time as anyone could have knowing that anywhere from one to three of his brothers were watching him.

Heero shivered in his thin jacket, and huddled closer to Wufei for warmth as they progressed further to the front of the line. Wufei must have noticed this, for he looked down at Heero with concern in his eyes.

"Are you cold?" Wufei asked him. He pulled Heero even closer to him, as if to warm him up.

Heero shook his head to indicate that he wasn't cold in the least little bit, but the chattering of his teeth must have tipped Wufei off to the fact that he definitely *was* cold. Wufei took off his own jacket, a school jacket with 'Shady Oaks' written on it, and offered it to Heero. Heero tried to refuse Wufei's offer, but the Chinese boy wouldn't take no for an answer.

"Besides," Wufei said, "I have on this big, thick sweater to keep me warm."

At this, Heero finally consented to wear it. He slipped it on just at the ride operator told them they could get on, barely noticing the disapproving way the carny was looking at him and Wufei. They sat down and the ride started; they were the last passengers to board.

Wufei slung his arm around Heero's shoulders, and Heero snuggled up against Wufei, ignoring the way the carny looked at them. The ride went on for a few minutes, until it finally stopped at the top. Heero gasped at the sight of the carnival from a bird's eye view--the glittering lights made it appear magical.

"It's beautiful," he whispered.

"You're beautiful," Wufei returned, bending down to say it into Heero's ear. He looked at the smaller boy as said boy looked up at him. He traced Heero's lips with the pad of his thumb.

"Boys aren't beautiful," Heero said. He felt Wufei shudder as he talked, and wondered if he was cold without his jacket.

"You are," Wufei insisted.

Heero's mouth turned up a little at the corners, and he snuggled closer to Wufei to enjoy the rest of the ride.

***

Milliardo smirked as he received a fax from Alex and Mueller. "Got the pictures," it said. "We'll edit them and get 'em to you before daybreak."

Everything was going according to plan, and Milliardo almost couldn't' be happier--the only way he would be happier was if he already had Heero as his. He had a sample of Chang's handwriting, so his expert forger could imitate it exactly; everyone would think that Wufei had written it. Also, he would soon have the "fixed" pictures of Chang and Heero.

It made Milliardo that, come Monday morning, there were going to be some very interesting pictures on the senior and junior floors, and he would be one step closer to claiming Heero as his and his alone.

***

Duo heard that Quatre was looking for him, so he left his room and went to take a walk in the woods. Lately, there had been something nagging at his brain, and the last thing he needed was the blond boy up in his face, telling him to "get along with everyone." Duo made a face at his mental Quatre-voice, and walked on.

Duo tried, but he just couldn't shake the feeling that something was missing, something in his head. He kept getting flashes of Heero. Heero naked in the shower, Heero bleeding from gashes in his head, Heero hovering over Duo's bed and whispering something. But none of that had ever happened, and if it had, he hadn't seen it.

As if the flashes weren't enough, Duo kept thinking that he had met Heero before, which he obviously hadn't. Duo admitted, but only to himself, that Heero was too gorgeous to ever forget, so he couldn't have met him before.

And that was another of Duo's problems! No matter how much he tried not to be, he found himself quickly growing more and more attracted to his roommate. Duo knew that was a sin; his father had been attracted to guys and God had punished him--he had been brutally murdered.

Duo's father died when he was three. Duo was at preschool when it happened, but he had been the one to find the bodies. Duo had ridden the bus home that afternoon, and the bus monitor, since no one was there to greet hi, had walked him into his house. Once inside, Duo had seen his father's and his father's best friend's corpses. They were naked, and their genitals had been cut off and shoved into their mouths. On the wall, in blood, there had been writing. Duo hadn't been able to read it, but his mother told him later what it said. It said, "Thou shalt not lie with a man as thou wouldst with woman."

This had been Duo's first lesson in the wrongness of homosexuality, but not the last. His home became a place of worship, pretty much, and every day Duo's mother made him tell her that he liked women, loved women. Then she made him show her how much more he loved women than men. When she enrolled him in boarding school two years later, Duo didn't protest.

And now, he was becoming queer, just like his father had been. He tried to justify it to himself--Heero was pretty, looked just like a girl; this was an all-boy's school, half the population was fucking each other just because of their raging hormones; and his favorite, Heero was purposely tempting him--but any way that he said it, the truth remained: He wanted Heero Yuy.

Selune

Keeper of the Pink Fuzzy Bunnies