Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ The Missing Piece ❯ Chapter 44

Title: The Missing Piece

Author: Skeren Dreamera, with Bagelbunion co-writing

Archive: http://www.gundam-wing-fanfiction.net/, Mediaminer.org, nfiction.com (All under Skeren Dreamera), http://www.afallenangel.net/makotosagara/frames/fanfiction.html

Categ ory: Sci Fi additions, Yaoi/Shounen Ai

Pairings: 5x2, 3x1, 4x1, 3x4, 3x4x1 2+6, 4+6, 1+6, 1+2 only kinda

Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing, so please, don't sue me, it would be pointless!

Rating: NC-17

Spoilers: Heero's Zero stuff, A bit of Trowa's.

Warnings: Just the OOC warning that applies to the whole thing.

Contact: Mickeofas@yahoo.com

Notes: *thoughts* Attempting to reason with Trowa, part one.

Begin part forty four

Quatre held up his hands, defensive immediately a wash of anger hitting him instead of Duo. "Duo... What's wrong?"

"Trowa was at a party." Duo continued to stare at Heero in shock. He knew Heero was kinky, but damn! Then a thought crossed his mind and he darted forward, wanting to study him closer to see who could have put all those lovely marks all over him.

"Oh? A party?" Quatre asked, wondering how Duo got that info out of him. *Oh shit!* Quatre cursed internally and pushed past them both, remembering Duo's habit of scratching.

"Yes, you know, with people who shouldn't know where we are?" Duo's voice was distracted, and he leaned in on Heero, nose delicately smelling Heero as the person being examined turned to look at him questioningly.

Quatre came back out a moment later after inspecting Trowa to make sure he wasn't bleeding death, and pointed to the couch. "Oh? Tell me more. Let's go sit in the living room."

"You left all these marks on Heero didn' cha Quatre?" Duo moved around Heero with the playful question and looped an arm around Zechs as the blond stood, pulling him against his side before grabbing up the currently oddly dressed pilot in the other arm, a huge grin on his face. "How'd you get him to letcha?" Duo was already pulling, a bemused look on one side for Heero, and a slightly embarrassed expression on the other side from Zechs, though why he was embarrassed was impossible to tell.

"Don't change the subject." Quatre replied, a small blush flowing across his cheeks. "Tell me what you got out of Trowa. Where was he? I've been worried all yesterday and this morning."

"He was at a party, and he barely even remembered that." Duo paused with a growl, anger rising. "The first thing he said when I shoved him out of bed was Wufei's name." Duo tightened his arms, and Heero pried himself loose, moving to settle on the sofa while Zechs got squeezed in Duo's brief flare of temper.

"Hmm." Quatre pouted as he crossed his arms over his chest and leaned back into his chair. "That all you got out of him? He better remember more when he wakes up. He was mumbling Wufei?" Quatre asked, as it finally registered. "Huh. Wonder what for?" His voice was quiet and he seemed to be asking himself and sat back again.

"He didn't know where he'd been before I got the party thing out of him, then he passed out! He wouldn't tell me why he was talking about my Wufei." Duo moved to the sofa, then pulled Zechs down next to him, quick hands splaying the taller blonde across his lap before he could protest, and he ignored the light blue glare that followed his actions as his fingers started to play in the pale tresses.

Quatre blinked at the actions, looking somewhat oddly at Duo. *He gets mad someone was thinking about his Wufei and pulls Zechs' face into his lap?* Honestly Quatre was feeling a bit jealous. He'd had something of a little crush on Zechs and Duo just grabbed him.

Zechs sighed briefly as his glare was met, and he rearranged himself before sprawling so he had his stomach across Duo's lap and his cheek on Heero's leg. Really, the best friends seemed to act the same way around Zechs. Duo's hands ran through Zechs' hair while the taller teen just let himself be touched. *When did I come to this? Being manhandled like I'm some kind of pet... Then again, I suppose I am until I can make myself more again.*

"He shouldn't have been out partying where we couldn't find him like that. He's too drunk to even answer any questions!" Duo twisted his fingers, tangling his hands in the hair, but not pulling, something he did better than Heero about Zechs' hair. He knew how much that could hurt!

"No. He shouldn't have. If I had known he was going to get out and get that drunk... Did you ask how he got home? What if someone gave him a ride? Or..." Quatre fidgeted nervous thinking of Trowa stumbling through the forest drunk at midnight trying to find the safe house.

"He Passed Out Quatre, I didn't get the chance to ask him a damn thing!" Duo tilted his head, quickly listening to see if Wufei had woken before turning his attention back to Quatre. Wufei was about to awake, groaning and rolling over his hands fumbling for Duo's body as he did so. Duo moved Zechs off his lap, the blond making an annoyed noise over finally getting comfortable, only to be moved, but was ignored. "I'll be right back." Duo moved from the room, going into his room to crouch next to Wufei. The blacked haired teen groaned and opened his eyes slowly before shutting them again. "Wufei, you need to come with me to talk to the others, we may have a problem." Duo ran his hands over Wufei's back, his belt sliding as he did so his gun was out of sight.

"What kind of problem?" Wufei asked, suddenly getting nervous as his opened fully to focus on Duo.

"Trowa came back from a party, too drunk to answer anything. We don't know how he got here, or who he was with." Duo crawled backwards off the bed, offering a hand to Wufei.

Wufei took it and hopped out of bed. "Now why would he do that?" Wufei asked, puzzled. "Hold on, I need some clothes." Wufei got up and searched around the room for his pants. "I'm hungry."

Duo nodded accepting the rapid-fire topic changes. "We'll swing by the kitchen before getting back with the other three. Trowa is out cold in his room." Duo dropped his hand, fingers idly pushing his belt back into place.

"Is that your new belt?" Wufei asked as he pulled on his pants and sauntered up to Duo, grinning.

Duo nodded, a grin forming on his face. "It has all these metal bands and loops on it to hook things on, see?" Duo's fingers tapped over the belt that was resting against the skimpy black shorts he was wearing.

Wufei grabbed Duo's hips and pulled him closer to him, his own hands fondling Duo's belt. "What do you plan to put on those loops?" He asked while giving Duo a little kiss on the neck.

Duo grinned a little, tilting his head to give Wufei more room to kiss. "I don't know yet."

"Hmm." Wufei purred and continued to give Duo little light kisses as his fingers played with the loops on Duo's belt.

Duo let out a little groan and pulled back, nuzzling at Wufei. "C'mon, lets go deal with this so you can play with my belt."

"I thought I was playing with it now..." Wufei teased and pulled away, he was just teasing this morning. He searched around and pulled on a light green tight shirt, and stretched his muscles a bit, putting on a little show for Duo.

Duo watched appreciatively, then grinned. "Don't be startled by the clothes Heero's wearing." Duo moved forward, nibbling at Wufei's lower lip before walking backwards with him towards the door.

"Hmm... I won't." Wufei drawled as his stomach growled again. He placed his hands on Duo's waist and followed hoping that Duo would lead him to the kitchen.

Duo backed down the hallway, pulling on Wufei the entire way and bypassing the living room entirely as he ducked into the kitchen. "Food then the other room."

"Yes. Food." Wufei grinned and pulled away from Duo rather reluctantly and began to pull out some breakfast food. "Have you eaten?" He asked and began to pull out enough things for Duo to eat as well. He did not care if the answer was yes; he'd make sure Duo ate.

Duo shook his head in the negative, setting his braid to swishing back and forth. "We can take our food out there. I don't want to have to change safe houses again so soon if we can avoid it."

"I agree." Wufei nodded and began to cook. He reached out for the kettle and set it on the burner, he reached out for the knob and froze where he was.

Duo moved forward, seeing the reaction and gently pushed Wufei's hand away. He wasn't sure where this particular thing came from, it must have happened while he wasn't there. Then he turned it on for him. Wufei grabbed Duo's wrist in a hard grip and glared at it. He had a rough look on his face and pulled it away from the stove. Duo looked to Wufei, letting his wrist be pulled. "What is it Wufei?" His voice was soft, and his gaze was on Wufei, not the stove.

Wufei pushed Duo away from the stove, his hand still holding Duo's wrist in a fierce grip, but it was protective. He placed Duo behind him and turned to glare at the stove. The stove suddenly turned itself off, at least that's what it looked it like to Duo.

Duo stared at the stove, then turned to look at Wufei in confusion. "Wufei?"

"What?" Wufei asked slowly and turned to look at Duo.

"What's with the stove?" Duo tilted his head, resting his cheek on Wufei's shoulder.

"I don't know." Wufei replied, letting go of Duo's wrist and wrapping his arm around Duo's waist. "I can't touch it." Wufei whispered, thinking out loud.

"Oh... We should just get something quick and join the others then... We have to figure out what Trowa did." Duo wrapped his arms around Wufei in return, nuzzling at him.

Wufei nodded. "Yes. Something that doesn't need to be cooked." Wufei pulled away and headed for the fridge, grabbing a mango. He left the fridge open and searched for something for Duo.

Duo peered over the fridge door. "Summer sausage?"

"Huh? What's summer sausage?" He grinned like a pervert a moment later. "You want some of my sausage Duo?" He turned around and pinched Duo.

Duo's eyes widened a little before he laughed quietly. "Later, no, that thing right there, I want part of that for breakfast." He leaned further over the door, pointing.

"Ah okay." Wufei laughed. He handed the sausage to Duo making a face as he actually had to touch it. Wufei was a strict vegetarian.

Duo took it and moved to the counter, pulling a knife from one of the cupboards that he saw when they first got there, he quickly moved for the door. "C'mon Fei!" Duo was part feline, so he'd drifted even further away from being fond of greens than he was already.

"Ick." Wufei spat and began to peel his mango.

"Pesh, c'mon already!" Duo put the knife at his belt, it was one of those ever sharp blades with it's own sheath, and he hooked it onto his belt, carrying the sausage in his other hand as he moved to the living room. Wufei grabbed his mango and followed, chewing on some of the pieces as he walked. Duo moved into the living room, amused to note that Heero had curled Zechs up across him pretty much like he'd been across Duo, only using the armrest as a pillow, the darker eyed boy looking to Duo in amusement. "Comfortable?" Duo settled onto the sofa, pulling the knife and paring off a section before eating it, then he moved closer to Heero and Zechs, patting the space next to him for Wufei. "C'mon we need to talk about what to do with Trowa." Wufei sat down and immediately slung his legs over Duo's lap and pulled him a tad closer, smiling as he ate his mango. Duo chuckled quietly and nibbled at his sausage. "Alright Quatre, I'm all calm now, ask me what you need to about what little I managed to get out of Trowa."

Quatre rolled his eyes a little. "I just wanted to know how he got home, where he was, what kind of party was it, where was it, did anyone bring him home, what made him go out and get that drunk, and are we in any danger. I mean, I know Trowa's pretty good about security and such. We've all gone out and let loose a few times, we need to, but I guess he's really drunk. And you know, loose lips sink ships." Quatre sighed.

Duo lifted his chin. "He seemed pretty damn confused. He didn't know where he'd been. And the first thing he said was Wufei's name! I have no idea what he could have been telling people." Duo leaned to the side, throwing his arm over Wufei's legs possessively.

"What?" Wufei asked, looking up at Duo confused. He leaned over and held up a mango slice towards Duo's mouth.

Duo nibbled at the fruit, only taking a taste before leaning back from it. It didn't taste right to be eating fruit. Then he nibbled at his slice of sausage, looking at the others. "Yeah, I got really mad, and he wouldn't tell me a damn thing."

"Duo..." Wufei scowled at him playfully and wiggled his legs a little.

"Yes?" Duo turned his head after he swallowed the last bit of meat in his hand, gazing at Wufei.

Wufei sighed and figured Duo wasn't going to eat the mango he had offered him. Wufei finished it off and licked his own fingers. He didn't want them to get sticky.

Duo smirked slightly. "It tasted a little funny." He then looked back to the others. "I can go try to get more out of Trowa."

"Hmm..." Quatre sat back processing that thought. "I think we should give him some time to process his liquor a little bit. We won't get much out of him while he's still incoherent."

"True, he couldn't even tell us what his name was when he got here, drunk bastard." It was a dark mutter from Zechs, who had gotten the brunt of it from Trowa.

Heero just shook his head. "When he sobers up, he might not remember anything at all, we should catch him before then just in case."

"Just don't hurt him too bad?" Quatre's voice was a mild plea.

Duo smirked a little and moved Wufei's legs off of his lap before standing, the knife being put back on the belt and his breakfast sat on the table. "I'll be back as soon as I get a bit more out of Trowa."

"Wait." Wufei said and he got up too, reaching out for Duo's hand, suddenly paranoid about being left behind.

Duo just nodded, taking Wufei's hand as he left the room. "C'mon." Duo could have sworn he heard Zechs mutter 'serves him right.' as he left the room with Wufei.

Wufei balked at seeing Trowa passed out on the floor, snoring softly a puddle of drool already starting to form. He turned to look at Duo, his eyebrows raised in an expression of disbelief. Duo released Wufei at the doorway when he paused, moving to Trowa directly in a stalk and lifting the unconscious boy up off the floor to his feet to give him a shake. "Wake up Trowa."

Trowa smacked his lips and mumbled his head rolling back and forth, but he didn't awake.

"I don't believe this." Duo released his hold on Trowa and stepped back, letting the boy hit the ground. "Wake up!"

Trowa dropped back to the ground, still asleep, a loud purr spilling forth from his throat, his hand fumbling on the ground. "...Fei..." He moaned softly.

Wufei's eyes widened at he sat down to the floor, looking at Duo nervously. *He did say my name!*

Duo growled as he heard that, hackles almost visibly rising. He leaned over, shaking Trowa roughly with a foot. "Wake up you ass!"

Trowa's eyes slowly rumbled open and reached out for the thing that was waking him up. "Mm..." He purred grabbing Duo's foot and pulling it towards him to kiss it.

Duo flailed his arms as his foot was yank, and he became visibly angry. Trowa's chances of going unscathed were definitely lessening. Trowa awoke fully, at least as fully as he could wake. He was still pretty drunk. He let go of Duo's foot and sat up. "Hi Duo!" He greeted loudly, a happy smile on his face. His eyes shifted to Wufei. "Hi Wufei. Whatcha doin?"

Duo's first reaction when he got his foot back wasn't to put it on the ground, he had better balance that that, no, he immediately kicked Trowa. "Bastard!"

Trowa flinched as his face scrunched up. "What was that for?"

"Duo, don't hurt him. Remember what Quatre said." Wufei put in, his eyes still watching nervously.

"You were having a damn wet dream about Wufei weren't you?" Duo put his foot on the ground, arms crossed, and tried to bring himself under control. Not what he meant to ask...

Wufei's eyes widened and he took a startled gasp. *Please Nataku! Let Trowa say no if he values his life!* Wufei prayed silently.

Trowa looked at Duo, surprise written all over his face. It was unusual to see such a display of emotion on his face. "How did you know?!" His tone was very playful.

Duo continued to glare down on Trowa with that feral grin on his face. If you didn't see the glint in his eyes, you'd think he was teasing.

*OH shit! Trowa you idiot!* Wufei immediately got up and wrapped his arms around Duo. *Don't kill him!* He pleaded silently.

"Well, why would you be doing such a thing Trowa?" Duo moved forward, dropping his hands to his sides. Claws showing, though his voice was calm. Duo turned his head a little to look at Wufei, then looked back to Trowa with a glare.

Wufei laced his fingers with one of Duo's hands, already sensing the claws and trying to calm Duo down. *This was not a good idea!*

Trowa shrugged. "I dunno, cause he's hot?" Trowa guessed and looked up at the pair.

Wufei winced and tightened his arms around Duo. *Damn it Trowa, keep your mouth shut!*

Duo forced the claws from that hand back, but the ones on his other hand were still extended. He advanced anyway, ignoring Wufei's hold. "Yes. You'll not be staring at him though, understand?" Duo was apparently damn possessive.

"Sure!" Trowa chimed and grinned up at Duo.

Duo growled, but forced himself to change gears. "How'd you get here Trowa?"

"Duo?" Wufei asked, rubbing his free hand on Duo's chest a little. "Let's sit down, please."

"I walked here." Trowa beamed seemingly very proud of himself.

"From where?" There was an innate threat present in Duo that wouldn't be lessened. He was still seething that he dared dream about Wufei. *He'd do well to at least ask permission first!*

"From...." Trowa trailed off, his brow creasing in thought as he looked off to the side for a moment.

"Yeah Trowa... Where'd you walk from." Duo's words were a menacing growl, tension radiating from his body.

"Umm..." Trowa picked up his hands, making a pointing motion with each finger, before tapping them together and then crossing his arms in front of his chest, giggling. "That way." He smiled again, proud of himself. Wufei couldn't help it, he laughed, buried his face into Duo's shoulder. The image of Trowa giggling drunk was somehow insanely funny to him.

Duo growled again, turning his head to Wufei. He then whispered. "Lemme go so I can beat the damn infidel!" The vocabulary Duo was using belied his usual laughing manner. He was mad and finding little humorous.

"No. Don't." Wufei whispered back and tightened his grip. "Take it easy on him, okay? For me?" Wufei asked and kissed Duo.

Duo made a frustrated noise and made himself heavier, an only vaguely discreet way of trying to get loose. He returned the kiss, but was still protesting not being able to beat up Trowa for his transgressions.

Wufei kept his arms wrapped tight around Duo. "You said you wouldn't hurt anyone else in the house, remember? Have some patience, you're talking to a drunk."

"I said I didn't want to, but I do now!" Duo squirmed again, unwilling to hurt Wufei to get loose.

"Calm down." Wufei purred in a gentle tone. He wrapped one leg around Duo's waist in a tight grip. One hand reached up and began to pet Duo's hair slowly.

Duo growled again but finally slumped. He raised his voice. "Trowa, how many people did you party with?"

"Let's see...I dunno..." Trowa tilted his head again and wiggled his lips back and forth thinking about it. He looked up at Duo again. "I dunno. A lot. People kept coming and going."

"What did you talk about?" Duo would remain calm as long as Wufei continued what he was doing.

"Chocolate." Trowa answered, very sure of himself.

Wufei laughed quietly again. He didn't want to encourage Trowa in case he was being a comedian. He continued to pet Duo's hair slowly.

"Anything else? Like, what about chocolate?" Duo was on edge, there were so many metaphors out there...

"How good it tastes!" Trowa swooned and suddenly clasped his hands together and stared off into space a dreamy look on his face.

Duo stared speechlessly at Trowa for a moment. "Alright... Umm... What were the people dressed like?"

"Like." Trowa emphasized the syllables and ran his tongue over his teeth. "Me." He pointed at himself and giggled.

"Like you how?" Duo wished feverently Trowa was a bit less... Ambiguous... With his answers. *Is this what people feel like when they talk to me?*

Trowa pointed to his pants resting his fingers there for a moment. "Pants." he grinned wildly again. "And shirts." He fingered his own shirt, still unbuttoned.

Duo felt the sudden urge to smack his forehead. "Were they all dressed in the same colors?"

"No, they were different." Trowa angled his head and scratched his ear a moment. "Some wore blue...some wore pink...some wore lots colors. There was this one guy in a Hawaiian shirt who kept screaming that he was a pumpkin though!" Trowa burst into giggles again.

Wufei's body shook as he tried to control his laughter. Duo's eyes rounded. "Alright. Did you recognize anybody?"

Trowa appeared to play some invisible drums for a moment before shaking his head. "Nope. I didn't see anyone I knew."

"Were the people there your age or older?" Duo was staring at Trowa; all anger gone, rather being mesmerized in Trowa being his convoluted mirror for a little while.

"My age." Trowa replied and tilted his head the opposite way, seeming to listen to his own little song in his head now. Trowa certainly made a very happy drunk.

"How far away was the party?" Duo was about to start drifting to see how easy Trowa would talk, but not just yet.

Trowa tapped his finger on his chin, thinking for a moment. "It was a ways. I was mad, so I went for a walk, then I was at this house and they were throwing a party."

"Alright... What do you call yourself?" Duo would drift and see how far Trowa followed.

"Nanashi." Trowa answered after a brief pause to blink at Duo.

"What do you do in your free time?" Duo filed away the name Nanashi for later, he was getting all sorts of information recently.

Trowa looked puzzled for a moment. "I don't have any free time." He answered before looking to Wufei, his brow furrowed and looking worried.

"Why not?" If Trowa started blabbing, then Duo was gonna start packing.

"I don't know." Trowa answered, suddenly seeming interested in his hands. He giggled again.

"What do you mean you don't know. Do you have a job or something?" Duo leaned back against Wufei, feeling, a little relieved, but trying not to just turn and relax.

"Yes!" Trowa declared loudly after a long minute of silence. "I do have a job!" He grinned again.

"What's your job?" Duo's heart was sinking.

"I fly kites!" Trowa beamed.

"How's that a job?"

Wufei laughed out loud, his grip loosening as he tried not to let it show. Duo was highly tempted to elbow Wufei for the laughter.

"Cause I get paid to fly them." Trowa answered, his tone taking an air of 'but everybody knows that!'

"I see. So, what kind of kites are they?" Just keeping the meandering.

"The kind that fly!" Trowa yelled and fell over with laughter. "Duh!" He said from the floor. Trowa was acting very strange.

Duo stared at Trowa. "Alright. Kinda figured that you ass."

"Ass." Trowa repeated and started laughing again.

Duo then ducked out of Wufei's hold and marched out the door, not dignifying that with a comment. "Wait! Duo!" Wufei yelled after him, and with one last look at the still giggling green eyed boy, he chased after Duo.

Duo halted in the doorway to the living room and looked solemnly at everyone. "I apologize for being such a cryptic bastard." He then grinned and moved to the sofa.

*Huh?* Quatre stared at Duo oddly hoping that he'd elaborate.

To be continued.