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/someone's thoughts/

Warning: Duo OOC (a lot), mentioning of inappropriate behaviour(shonen-ai)

Duo looked up as someone knocked on his cubicle. Trowa was half leaning in the doorway, his arm draped over the wall.

"Oh. Hi… Trowa."

"I didn't see you over in the break room, so I thought I'd try here. What's up?"

"… I'll tell you later."/I will not lie and tell him nothing. I'm Duo Maxwell. I may run and hide, but I do not lie/

Trowa was quiet, looking at Duo for a while. "Okay."

/He's still mooning over that guy he told me about/ He thought, going back to his own cubicle, /It's been what? Five years since he's seen him? /

"Mr. Barton!" a voice barked over the speaker, "To Mr. Smith's office on the double!"

--

"Say, Duo," Trowa asked absently, "did you see the new employee?"

"No, I didn't." He said, a slight lilt to his voice, betraying his nervousness, "Why?"

"Oh, nothing. He just seems really good with computers."

"Is that all?" Duo laughed, "A lot of us are good at computers."

"Hn." Trowa sipped at his drink, "You going to tell me what you wanted to?"

Duo stiffened a bit.

"If you're not ready, though, it's all right."

/But I have a feeling that you don't want to be more than just friends. / Trowa thought, looking at Duos back. /Which is what I'd like to be. /

--

Dinner passed quietly, and the movie afterwards was even more strained.

It reached the point where Trowa reached over into Duo's lap, grabbed the remote, and stopped the tape, then muted the television.

"Duo."

"T-trowa."

"You haven't been this quiet since I kissed you in a drunken stupor that night at the bar."

Duo flushed slightly at the memory.

"You know that I like you, and would love to take to this to the next level."

Duo hung his head, flushing more.

"But, from your reactions this evening, it seems to me that you don't want to."

Duo shook his head. "But I would still like to be friends."

"And I don't have a problem with that." Trowa extended his hand. "Friends."

Duo took it, visibly showing relief that it had gone this easy. "Friends."

"Well, would you like me to stay and finish the movie with you?"

"Umm… if you like."

"Okay."

--

"Duo, I certainly have to commend you on choices of movies. I truly enjoyed that."

"Good."

Trowa donned his coat, and went to the door. However, when he opened the door, there was someone preparing to knock.

"Oh, hello, Mr. Lowe."

"I thought that Mr. Maxwell lived here."

"He does, I was just visiting."

"Oh. May I come in?"

"Yeah, whatever, come on in." Duo said exasperatedly from the hall.

"Duo."

Prussian blue eyes met wide cobalt eyes.

"H-Heero?!"

A/N: I know, I know… cliffhangers… evil things.