Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Under Pressure ❯ Teo Torriatte ( Chapter 3 )

Author's Ramble: So, now we are on chapter three, and this story should(hopefully)be making some sense. I apologize for the short chapters, but this story was originally supposed to be a one shot, but I couldn't place the important backgrounds in without making it a dull story. So, I chopped it up, made some minor changes, and now, here is the fic that is presented on your computer screen! Enjoy!

Disclaimer: Gundam Wing= Not Mine. Queen= Not Mine. Pizza Shop and Le Family= My Creation.

Title: Under Pressure

Summary: Duo Maxwell is just a simple pizza worker, trying to survive life in NYC. But, what happens when a job assignment brings up old memories? Will he embrace the new chance fate has presented to him, or will he turn tail and run? 1x2x1

Rating: Let's just make it R, just to be on the safe side…

Chapter Rating: PG. 13

Pairings: 1x2, hinted 6x13

Warning(s): Well, I think that this is just one huge flashback, so, nothing new is happening. But, we find out about Heero's and Duo's past, which is not necessarily a very pretty thing… And there isn't that great of language in here either… Hope ya don't mind cussing!



CHAPTER THREE: TEO TORRIATTE



// When I'm gone

Don't stop to wonder if I ever think of you

The same moon shines

The same wind blows

For both of us, and time is but a paper moon…

be not gone



Though I'm gone

It's just as though I hold the flower that touches you

A new life grows

The blossom knows

There's no one else could warm my heart as much as you...

be not gone



Let us cling together as the years go by

Oh my love, my love

In the quiet of the night

Let our candle always burn

Let us never lose the lessons we have learned



Teo toriatte konomama iko

Aisuruhito yo

Shizukana yoi ni

Hikario tomoshi

Itoshiki oshieo idaki



Hear my song

Still think of me, the way you've come to think of me

The nights grow long

But dreams live on

Just close your pretty eyes and you can be with me

dream on



Teo toriatte konomama iko

Aisuruhito yo

Shizukana yoi ni

Hikario tomoshi

Itoshiki oshieo idaki



When I'm gone

They'd say we're all fools and we don't understand

Oh be strong

Don't turn your heart

You're all

We're all

For all

For always…



Let us cling together as the years go by

Oh my love, my love

In the quiet of the night

Let our candle always burn

Let us never lose the lessons we have learned //



(Teo Torriatte (Let Us Cling Together), by Queen)



>>>FLASHBACK<<<



After he had seen the picture of his lover and that other man, Wufei Chang, Duo had taken his old blue notebook and had proceeded to write down what had happened to him in the last few days. As he was sitting there, wallowing in his self pity, he heard the doorbell ring and a familiar, suave voice ask, "Duo? Are you in there?"

Wiping any stray tears from his face, Duo had stood and walked to the door, opening it to find his friend Zechs Merquise standing before him. Trying to place his usual lopsided grin on his face, Duo felt that he was instead grimacing, and gave up on the attempt. Saying a weak, "Hey Zechs." Duo felt strong arms push him to one of the plush chairs that were in his living room, the blonde-haired man taking a seat opposite him. Looking at his sad friend, Zechs asked, "What's wrong?"

Sighing, Duo ran his fingers through his bangs and said, "I… I think that Heero's cheating on me…"

Blinking, Zechs asked, "What would make you think that? I thought that you and Heero were like this." Holding up one hand, he intertwined the forefinger and the middle finger, showing Duo how much they appeared to be a couple to the outside world. Nodding slightly, Duo said, "I guess that he just doesn't want to be with me anymore. I mean, who knows how long they might make him stay in the City, and who knows if he even wants to come back. If… if this is what he wants… then, I'm fine by it…"

"No you aren't, but if that's the way that you want to be, then so be it." Zechs stated, standing and giving the braided man a calculating look. Shrugging, he asked, "Well, since you're so ready to call it quits, would you like to go to some clubs tonight, to get your mind off things? You haven't been in a long time, and, hell, a night of fun won't kill you."

"I don't know…" Duo said, but stopped himself when he saw the challenge in Zechs' eyes. The playboy thought that he wouldn't do it! (Zechs was easily the largest player of all of Duo's friends, since he loved to go out to many clubs almost every night of the week, and he would almost always have a new lover on those nights)

"Fine, I'll go. What time do you want to leave?" Duo asked, going over in his head what he would want to wear. Hmm, black shirt, black pants… Eh, he would just wear what he had on… Which was black…

"We can start at nine, but I don't think that you'll be coming back to this place till sometime in the morning."

"That's fine by me." Duo stated as he walked to a nearby clock to see the time. The bright red numbers read seven twenty-three p.m., and the braided man didn't know what he was going to do till nine. Voicing this opinion aloud, Duo blinked as Zechs offered, "Come eat dinner with me."

"But, I've already eaten…" Duo protested. Laughing, Zechs stated, "I'll pay."

Moving like the end of his braid was on fire; Duo grabbed his jacket and asked the blinking blonde, "Well, what are you waiting for? Let's go!"



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And so the days passed, Duo and Zechs going out to different clubs (as friends) and drinking to their heart's content. The braided man had come very close several times to having a one night fling with different men, but had not been able to do that to Heero. Until he knew that his significant other had cheated on him, or until they broke up, Duo was not going to sleep behind the other's back. It was against his moral code.

One Saturday, a week before Heero was due to return from New York City, Duo was fixing an omelet for breakfast when he heard his doorbell ring. Wondering who it could possibly be, he began to lazily walk to the front door. However, he increased his pace when he heard the doorbell ring several more times, urgent poundings on the door sounding through his small apartment. Throwing the door open, Duo found Zechs standing there, tears spilling down his friend's face. Grabbing the other man by the arm, Duo pulled him to the small kitchen table and sat him in one of the wooden chairs. Grabbing a beer from the previous evening, Duo sat in a chair opposite the blonde man, only now taking in his attire while he took a quick drink from the day old alcohol. Since he always slept in his boxers(unless, of course, Heero was home), Duo had not bothered to cover himself with a robe, and thus his `Do not open till Christmas… Or any other given time'boxers were very plain for Zechs' eyes to see. Giving a small blush, Duo looked towards his friend and began a visual inspection of the other man.

Taking in Zechs' own state of being, Duo wondered what had caused the usually cool and collected man to come apart like this. His usually perfect hair looked like he had just climbed out of bed, and his clothes looked like they had been slept in, they were so wrinkled. His hands were trembling and his cheeks were flushed. But, the thing that scared Duo the most were his eyes.

It was like looking into a shallow pond, the braided man thought. They were clouded and muddied, despair evident in their painful depths. Whatever had happened to the man must have been very terrible.

"Zechs…" Duo started, for once choosing his words very carefully, "What's wrong? What happened?"

Looking dejectedly at his worried friend, Zechs ran shaking fingers through his hair and said quietly, "My… my boyfriend left me. His company needed him to move overseas, and he just said that we should call it quits. But, I can't see other people! He was the only one…" Zechs trailed off, his throat clenching with the words. Feeling his heart go out to the other man, Duo reached across the table and took Zechs' left hand, the one that had run its fingers through the long, blonde hair, and told the man sympathetically, "Don't worry. Things will get better. Maybe he just said that so that you would move on and forget him." As Duo spoke, neither man heard the unlocked front door open, nor did they hear the soft footsteps enter the living room.

"I don't know…" Zechs said, looking from his hand that was held in Duo's grip to his friend's bright purple eyes. What had he ever done to deserve such a good friend as this?

"Just say `Yes'." Duo instructed, a smile playing across his face. Nodding, Zechs stated, gripping Duo's hands with both of his own, "Yes, Duo…"

Grinning widely, Duo leaned across the table, saying in a excited voice as he threw his arms around the other man, "Don't you worry! Everything will turn out alright!"

Hearing a soft thud and a small "Nani?", both men turned in the direction of the door to the kitchen from the living room and saw a short, dishevel-haired man standing there, blue eyes open wide in shock, confusion and… hurt? Realizing what they both had just said and were doing, Duo and Zechs practically leaped away from each other, acting as if the other was some fatal disease. Turning to face his partner, Duo stuttered, "He-Heero? Is your plane early by a week?"

Looking pointedly at Zechs, Heero grunted to the man, his cold blue eyes giving the other male a silent command. Standing, Zechs walked past the shorter man, bowing his head a fraction of an inch before practically running to the front door and escaping outside. Hearing the door slam close, Heero turned and pinned cold blue eyes onto Duo's shocked and surprised purple orbs.

Gulping involuntarily, Duo blinked, then said hurriedly, "Heero, it's not what it looks like!"

"Is that so Duo?" Heero asked, his steely cold voice stabbing painfully at Duo's heart. What had happened to his lover that trusted him completely, without question? Who was this man standing in his place? Deciding that Heero couldn't treat him like this, Duo glared at the shorter man and stated, "Oh, and you haven't been hanging around with your friends lately?"

Narrowing his eyes, Heero asked coldly, "And what, exactly, is that supposed to mean?"

"Only that you've been cheating on me, Heero my love!" Duo exclaimed, his voice becoming cynical at the last word, his eyes becoming moist the longer he spoke. Standing, he kicked the chair away from him, causing it to hit the wall loudly, yelling at the other, "I don't have to take your hypocritical ways! You go behind my back and cheat on me, and then you have the audacity to send me a picture of your new lover! If you wanted to be out of our relationship so badly, you could have just told me and you wouldn't have caused all this!"

"This is not my fault!" Heero yelled, slamming his fist onto the counter that was beside him. Glaring coldly at the braided man before him, he said, "Why were you with Zechs like that? What was he doing in our apartment? Did he spend the night?!"

"Oh yeah! He spent the night!" Duo replied, his anger getting the better of him. Usually he tried to keep his cool, attempting to contain and control the feelings of hostility that would rage within him, but for some reason Heero could provoke him at any time. And anytime that that happened, he would lash out at the shorter man. Like he was doing now. "That was why he was still in his clothes! We had hot, passionate sex all last night, and then he put his clothes back on!"

Growling at the other man's words, Heero quickly replayed some of Duo's accusing sentences from before and asked, "What did you mean, you don't have to take my hypocritical ways? How am I hypocritical?"

Blinking at him, Duo stated, as if he was telling a very dumb child, "You sent me a picture of yourself and your lover." Anger growing within him, Duo yelled out loudly, "How could you do that to me?! You bastard! You never think of anyone but yourself! Did he fuck good? Is that why you went to him? So that you could release some built up tension and forget all about your partner back here in good ol' Houston, Texas?!"

Quickly crossing the few feet that separated them, Heero drew his hand back and forcefully slapped the other man before him. Blinking at the shorter man, Duo slowly raised a hand to his painful cheek and lightly touched the skin. Narrowing his eyes, Heero commanded Duo, "Stop babbling and shut the fuck up. Don't you dare talk about Wufei like that."

"Oh, don't like your new lover to be trash-talked?" Duo taunted, voice becoming cynical once more. For all his brave front that he put up, Duo was really hurt on the inside that Heero didn't love him enough to stay faithful to him. Quickly stomping down those feelings of rejection, Duo returned his mind to the subject at hand and said, "Well, why don't you just leave and go back to him? He must like having your cock up his pert little ass, because that's all that you're really good for, isn't it?"

Raising an eyebrow at Duo's harsh words, Heero scowled deeply and replied, "You should know, since it sounds like you're speaking from personal experiences." Turning on his heel rather sharply, Heero walked towards the door where he had first entered the kitchen and paused at the wall.

Looking over his shoulder at Duo, he stated, "I'm going to go leave and see if I can maybe find someone who wants me for the only thing that I seem to be good for; Shoving my cock up their pert little ass." With those last words, Heero walked to the front door angrily and, throwing the wooden door open, stormed out from the apartment that was suddenly too small for the two males. Sinking to the floor after he was certain that Heero had left for now, Duo allowed his body be overcome by the wracking sobs that had been attacking his heart since Heero had turned his back to him, both emotionally and physically, only a few minutes before.

>>>END FLASHBACK<<<