Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ The Missing Piece ❯ Chapter 46

Title: The Missing Piece

Author: Skeren Dreamera, with Bagelbunion co-writing

Archive: http://www.gundam-wing-fanfiction.net/, www.Mediaminer.org, www.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, bagelbunion@cox.net

Notes: *thoughts* Then there were... streamers?

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Begin part forty six

Duo jerked his hand back with the crash, his head dipping at he hissed defensively in reaction, showing just how on edge he was at the moment. Wufei jumped up and immediately moved into a defensive stance, half slouched over Duo to protect him if necessary.

Heero and Zechs were also focused on the noise, the smaller of the pair having pulled Zechs closer in an innate reaction before he registered the noise. "What's happening back there?"

Duo's entire attention was fixed on the origin of the crash, hearing piqued, and body tense. *I can't handle stuff like that right now...*

Wufei crouched lower to Duo, seeing how upset he was. *I nearly forgot! I have to protect him!* His eyes darted nervously about the room.

Zechs moved back from Heero, making room for the other boy so he could relax or run to check what happened, depending, his action bringing him closer to Wufei and Duo. "Why aren't they answering?"

"Can I get a hand in here?!!" Quatre yelled from the other room.

Heero was up and off the couch a second later, feet taking him in their direction. "Are you alright?"

"I'm fine." Quatre was sitting on the floor. "Can you help me with this? Trowa broke it." Quatre pointed to a now broken table that had been smashed into several pieces.

Heero froze in the doorway; he could practically feel the tension from the three in the other room. "You should have answered, those three are in no shape not to have." Heero moved into the room, looking for Trowa only to find him sitting in a corner, giggling hysterically. "Why did you allow him to destroy the table?" Heero turned his attention on Quatre, tugging at his sleeves that were hiding the cuff marks at his wrists.

Zechs relaxed slightly, somehow having settled in behind Wufei's protective stance, though he wasn't about to move anywhere. As the seconds drew out, even Duo relaxed.

"I didn't!" Quatre nearly yelled in frustration. "He... Crashed into the table and broke it." Of course, the shouting from Quatre remedied the relaxing in his muscles instantly, causing the two animal changed teens to tense at the loud volume when they were listening so hard.

"How did that happen?" Heero frowned slightly, staring back and forth.

"He was wandering around and tripped and crashed into the table. Stupid drunken fool..." Quatre cursed the last part under his breath.

"Why'd you bring him back here?" Heero was confused over that fact.

"You were being mean to him." Quatre said softly.

Duo moved forward a little, moving from his drawn up knee defensive so he was resting his hands on Wufei's shoulders in a butterfly touch and leaning on Zechs.

"I was not, Zechs was." Heero's lips twitched once, then were still.

Quatre sighed. "For the next few hours no teasing Trowa, and try not to confuse him either." He looked over at Trowa who grinned at him.

Wufei tensed and the relaxed when he realized who was touching him.

"No, you will do that, clearly." Heero turned, leaving the room to see how the other three were faring.

"I will not!" Quatre yelled after Heero. He growled and stamped his foot on the floor before glaring at Trowa, who just burst into giggles again.

Heero paused in the doorway, taking in the trio on the sofa. He found it curious that Wufei was allowing Zechs so close to him, but didn't say anything. *It looks like a good thing.* Wufei glared at Heero and wrapped his arms around Duo. Heero's eyebrows hiked, but he said nothing.

Duo allowed Wufei to essentially glomp him, getting scooted away from his lean against Zechs as he did. Wufei very nearly purred and pulled Duo even closer to him, giving him a small nuzzle as he did so. Duo leaned back into the touch, his fingers resting on Zechs' leg as his other arm looped over Wufei's shoulder. He rested his chin on the black haired teen's shoulder to look at Heero. "Everything's okay?"

Trowa came into the room a moment later, shirtless, doing a little dance, and singing. "Yeah, I'm just a love machine! Da da dadaa dee dee do."

Heero dodged aside, moving back to the sofa. "He's on a rampage."

Trowa whirled around, and then fell into a perfect split and got up still singing lightly to himself. Quatre followed just watching to make sure Trowa didn't break any more furniture.

Heero settled on the sofa on the opposite end from the other three, eyeing them consideringly.

"Who wants cookies?" Trowa laughed and moved into the kitchen.

Duo eyed Trowa, snuggling Wufei closer and tugging Zechs closer too. Though, less obviously.

Quatre decided that Trowa couldn't get into too much mischief, came into the living room and plopped himself into Heero's lap, looping his arms around Heero's neck.

Heero eyed Quatre for a moment as though trying to decide if he wanted to hug him, then shrugged and wrapped his arms around him.

"You look nice in that shirt..." Quatre purred softly at Heero.

"I like this style." Heero shrugged, leaning back on the corner as he observed the other three, wondering if Wufei even noticed Zechs was there.

Wufei, in fact, didn't notice, he was too concerned about protecting Duo at the moment, and he couldn't see Zechs very well from his position, either.

Several small crashes came from the kitchen and Trowa emerged, whip cream smeared all over his chest and some cookies on a tray in his hands. "Funky Disco lady!" Trowa announced.

Duo adjusted himself so he was doing the most cuddling he could against the blonde while clinging onto Wufei. Trowa was disturbing him. *I wish I'd just left him out cold now...*

"What the fuck?" Wufei cursed and suddenly disentangled himself from Duo and stood up, to get a better look at Trowa. *What in the hell?? He's...*

Duo immediately slid against the tall blond, who turned to let him settle better. The blond was fond of the cat boy. His first protector and all that. Duo settled into the lean, staring at Trowa. "He's crazy!"

Wufei turned and snarled seeing Zechs so easily cuddle Duo.

"He is crazy." Quatre agreed. "Trowa come here and sit down." Trowa did as he was asked, lightly humming some old disco song as he did so.

Duo looked back at Wufei, leaning forwards to tug him back against him. "He's been there a while my Fei one."

Wufei resisted the tug and pulled back. "Why?" he asked, suddenly turning pensive before he looked away.

Duo tilted his head, leaning forwards towards Wufei. "Because he was letting you protect him too."

Wufei humphed loudly and sat on the floor, leaning his back up against the couch. Duo sighed, leaning forward and draping his arms over Wufei's shoulders, nuzzling at the back of his neck. "Please don't be upset."

Zechs sighed. "I apologize for intruding."

Wufei grumbled something or other.

Duo nuzzled again. "Fei?"

"Yes?" Wufei asked.

Duo just looked back at Wufei, eyes sad. "He didn't mean any harm."

Trowa calmly began to eat his cookies.

"Ne Heero?" Quatre asked, turning to nuzzle Heero slowly sliding a hand down to his pants. "What do you say we take Trowa somewhere and clean him up?"

Heero slid from Quatre's lap, shaking his head a little. "No, I'd rather not right now." He didn't want to deal with Trowa while he was like that. It felt wrong to him.

"Awww..." Quatre moaned, disappointed. "Maybe later?" he whispered leaning over Heero again, to lick his ear lightly.

Heero shivered. "When he isn't like that anymore."

"He should be fine by tonight. I've seen him like this before; he just gets kinda silly. Although he can get violent when he's drinking... But he should be fine." Quatre replied.

"I'll remember that..." Heero tilted his head. "You go with him. You want to."

"I want you to come too." Quatre purred again. "I can wait though."

Heero smiled slightly. "I'll see you when he's clear by my standard."

Wufei shrugged lightly, watching Quatre and Heero with a slight amusement.

Trowa suddenly hopped up. "You know what this place needs??" His eyes lit up. "Streamers!" He bounded out of the room like a fairy.

Duo nuzzled at Wufei with a deep purr. "Nobody's taking you from my thoughts, promise." Duo then looked to Trowa in horror.

Wufei laughed. "Baka." he said out loud.

"Trowa's a complete lune!" Duo nuzzled Wufei. "Back on the sofa?"

Trowa came back into the room a moment later holding a roll of toilet paper. "I couldn't find any streamers." He announced sadly.

"Join me on the floor?" Wufei asked softly.

"To avoid getting streamered? Gladly." Duo slid around straddling Wufei.

"Quatre! Help me hang them up!?" Trowa shouted excitedly and bounded over to Quatre giving him the toilet paper.

"No Trowa." Quatre quickly handed the toilet paper to Heero. "Hide it!" He hissed softly.

Zechs noticed the sudden lack of anyone on the Sofa but Heero and tossed himself over the surface, the armrest as his pillow and his arm draped by the pair on the floor. He picked his own seat for once.

Heero moved before he could be pinned, leaving the room with the toilet paper.

"But Quatre!" Trowa whined.

"No Trowa. You said streamers, until you can find some, this house will not be decorated." Quatre sat back and looked pointedly at Trowa.

Zechs moved his hand, brushing up against Wufei by accident as the appendage swung. Wufei growled loudly and gave Zechs a smack. Duo peeked over Wufei's shoulder to see Zechs, then cuddled the Chinese boy, willingly leaving his back exposed since Wufei was able to see.

Zechs yelped and drew his hand up. "No need for that."

"Don't touch me." Wufei spat as he glared for a moment before his expression softened and he turned to Duo.

"Alright Trowa. I think you need a nap." Quatre said after hearing enough of Trowa's whining. He got up and grabbed Trowa's hand. "C'mon, you're coming with me." He started to lead Trowa down the hall.

"I'm going with Quatre" Trowa sing songed as he left the room waving. "Bye!" he cheered.To be continued.