I know many people who start of stories like this….but trust me when I say this is going to be different later on
Disclaimer: I wish, but no. I don't own the GW boys.
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"Heero!" A voice yelled and a lithe body was thrown against him and Duo enthusiastically welcomed his lover back from his mission. "You're back!" He hugged the stoic pilot once again for good measure and then turned to Trowa. "How did it go?" Bright amethyst eyes sparkled with happiness on getting his lover back.
"Mission accomplished." Trowa said casually, but he seemed to be avoiding meeting Duo's eyes. Not that the American pilot noticed. "No injures."
"Great! Come on, Heero. Let's go inside. I have something planned for you. A picnic! Lets go!" Duo caught the other's arm and started to drag him into the house when Heero stopped him. Turning he met with two intense cobalt eyes that were looking at him with guilt and sadness.
"What's wrong?" Duo asked concerned, sliding closer to the dark-haired pilot. Heero turned away from him to look at Trowa, and then turned back to him, as Trowa stepped inside the house to give them some privacy.
"Duo, I need to talk to you for a moment." Heero led the braided pilot to the steps of the porch and coaxed him to sit down. Duo followed, uncertain of what Heero was going to say.
"Duo…I can't…" The Japanese pilot swallowed forced himself to look up at the other. "I can't…be in a relationship with you anymore."
Duo's eyes widened as his mouth hung open in shock. Clearly he had not been expecting that. "What?" He managed to croak out. This couldn't be happening.
Heero sighed and looked away. "I know…that this is hard to…accept. But I've found someone else. Who…makes me very happy." He looked at Duo again, pleading with his eyes for Duo to understand. "I'm sorry, Duo."
This couldn't be happening. Not now. Not again. Another person he loved was leaving him, just like everyone else had. His mom, Solo, Father Maxwell…Sister Helen…and now, Heero… "Who?" He asked, his voice tight from holding back tears. He would not cry. He would not give Heero the pleasure of seeing him cry.
"Duo, please…"
"WHO?" He asked a little more forcefully, furiously blinking back the tears that threatened to tear him apart and leave him whimpering like a child.
Heero looked away again. One word fell from his lips, shattering Duo's heart.
"Trowa."
The world had come crashing down on Duo then. Heero had left him, not for someone that he wasn't familiar with but for another pilot who just happened to be one of his best friends. He got up shakily, his legs wobbling and backed away, shaking his head. "No…no…this isn't happening…no…"
"Duo…" Heero stood up too, reaching for Duo, when the American pulled back with a primal cry.
"NO!"
The shout caused the other three pilots to come racing out of the safe house. They took one look at Duo and Heero and knew what was happening. Trowa had told them what had gone on in the mission along with Heero and his relationship. Wufei's expression was impassive, Quatre's was sympathetic and Trowa's guilty. Duo only looked at Trowa, the hurt evident in his large amethyst eyes. Trowa returned the gaze guiltily, just as Quatre gave a sudden gasp and fell back against Wufei.
"Quatre!" Wufei caught his lover as the blond sagged in his arms, worry clouding dark onyx eyes. Quatre cried out as sharp pain lanced through his chest, unbearable, as though cutting him to pieces from the inside. He let out one hoarse word, through the pain. "Duo…"
Trowa and Wufei quickly looked back at Duo who was still looking at them with pain in his eyes. The American gave one last look to Heero and whirled around, running off into the darkness, into the woods.
"Duo!" Heero yelled but to no avail. He started to follow when Trowa stopped him with a hand on his arm.
"Let him go." He said softly. "He needs to work through this." Heero looked uncertain, knowing that Duo could do something drastic when he was agitated, but he nodded his consent. Both of them turned towards Wufei who stood up with a trembling Quatre in his arms.
"Let's get him inside." Heero said briskly and the pilots walked back together into the safe house.
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Duo ran. Through the foliage, the bushes, the undergrowth, tripping over roots, he ran. He needed to get away from this madness that seemed to be chasing him. Branches caught and tore through his clothing, cuts and bruises forming from every time he bumped into something, blinded by his inner pain, but he paid them no heed. In a mindlessness that could even be called insanity, he ran.
I can't…be in a relationship with you anymore.
He ran faster…
I've found someone else…
Faster…
who…makes me very happy...
Weren't you happy with me, Heero?faster…faster…
I'm sorry, Duo.
No…faster…he couldn't breathe…
Who?…Trowa.
Duo fell to the ground on his knees and threw his head back, letting out a wail into the dark night. Above him, the skies began to weep.
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let me know what you think! I might continue it if I get enough feedback
Disclaimer: I wish, but no. I don't own the GW boys.
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"Heero!" A voice yelled and a lithe body was thrown against him and Duo enthusiastically welcomed his lover back from his mission. "You're back!" He hugged the stoic pilot once again for good measure and then turned to Trowa. "How did it go?" Bright amethyst eyes sparkled with happiness on getting his lover back.
"Mission accomplished." Trowa said casually, but he seemed to be avoiding meeting Duo's eyes. Not that the American pilot noticed. "No injures."
"Great! Come on, Heero. Let's go inside. I have something planned for you. A picnic! Lets go!" Duo caught the other's arm and started to drag him into the house when Heero stopped him. Turning he met with two intense cobalt eyes that were looking at him with guilt and sadness.
"What's wrong?" Duo asked concerned, sliding closer to the dark-haired pilot. Heero turned away from him to look at Trowa, and then turned back to him, as Trowa stepped inside the house to give them some privacy.
"Duo, I need to talk to you for a moment." Heero led the braided pilot to the steps of the porch and coaxed him to sit down. Duo followed, uncertain of what Heero was going to say.
"Duo…I can't…" The Japanese pilot swallowed forced himself to look up at the other. "I can't…be in a relationship with you anymore."
Duo's eyes widened as his mouth hung open in shock. Clearly he had not been expecting that. "What?" He managed to croak out. This couldn't be happening.
Heero sighed and looked away. "I know…that this is hard to…accept. But I've found someone else. Who…makes me very happy." He looked at Duo again, pleading with his eyes for Duo to understand. "I'm sorry, Duo."
This couldn't be happening. Not now. Not again. Another person he loved was leaving him, just like everyone else had. His mom, Solo, Father Maxwell…Sister Helen…and now, Heero… "Who?" He asked, his voice tight from holding back tears. He would not cry. He would not give Heero the pleasure of seeing him cry.
"Duo, please…"
"WHO?" He asked a little more forcefully, furiously blinking back the tears that threatened to tear him apart and leave him whimpering like a child.
Heero looked away again. One word fell from his lips, shattering Duo's heart.
"Trowa."
The world had come crashing down on Duo then. Heero had left him, not for someone that he wasn't familiar with but for another pilot who just happened to be one of his best friends. He got up shakily, his legs wobbling and backed away, shaking his head. "No…no…this isn't happening…no…"
"Duo…" Heero stood up too, reaching for Duo, when the American pulled back with a primal cry.
"NO!"
The shout caused the other three pilots to come racing out of the safe house. They took one look at Duo and Heero and knew what was happening. Trowa had told them what had gone on in the mission along with Heero and his relationship. Wufei's expression was impassive, Quatre's was sympathetic and Trowa's guilty. Duo only looked at Trowa, the hurt evident in his large amethyst eyes. Trowa returned the gaze guiltily, just as Quatre gave a sudden gasp and fell back against Wufei.
"Quatre!" Wufei caught his lover as the blond sagged in his arms, worry clouding dark onyx eyes. Quatre cried out as sharp pain lanced through his chest, unbearable, as though cutting him to pieces from the inside. He let out one hoarse word, through the pain. "Duo…"
Trowa and Wufei quickly looked back at Duo who was still looking at them with pain in his eyes. The American gave one last look to Heero and whirled around, running off into the darkness, into the woods.
"Duo!" Heero yelled but to no avail. He started to follow when Trowa stopped him with a hand on his arm.
"Let him go." He said softly. "He needs to work through this." Heero looked uncertain, knowing that Duo could do something drastic when he was agitated, but he nodded his consent. Both of them turned towards Wufei who stood up with a trembling Quatre in his arms.
"Let's get him inside." Heero said briskly and the pilots walked back together into the safe house.
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Duo ran. Through the foliage, the bushes, the undergrowth, tripping over roots, he ran. He needed to get away from this madness that seemed to be chasing him. Branches caught and tore through his clothing, cuts and bruises forming from every time he bumped into something, blinded by his inner pain, but he paid them no heed. In a mindlessness that could even be called insanity, he ran.
I can't…be in a relationship with you anymore.
He ran faster…
I've found someone else…
Faster…
who…makes me very happy...
Weren't you happy with me, Heero?faster…faster…
I'm sorry, Duo.
No…faster…he couldn't breathe…
Who?…Trowa.
Duo fell to the ground on his knees and threw his head back, letting out a wail into the dark night. Above him, the skies began to weep.
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