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<title>Broken Hearts - Broken Dreams - Part 2</title>

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<center>Broken Hearts - Broken Dreams</center>

<center>by Kandy Girl</center>

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<li>This has nothing to do with Paparoach's song "Broken Home", k???

<li>Rights reserved to the real owners of Gundam Wing. Creator, and Company that bought it.

<li>Synopsis of last part: Quatre and Trowa had their first time, while Heero and Duo have a little fight.

Dr. J told Trowa to take care of a red haired girl named Lindsay, this is causing a little of trouble on the lives

of pilot 3 and 4.

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The tiny ray of light pass through the curtain and caress Quatre on the cheek. The blond boy was awaken by the

warm touch. He sit on the bed and rub his eyes, then yawn and... realize Trowa wasn't there.

"Another mission?" Quatre thought.

Then, the Arabian pilot remember last night. He whined at the idea of Trowa spending the night with that girl. Not

that he was thinking about the sexual thing, but he just couldn't stand that he had to spend the night alone and

that red haired, in company of his beloved.

Downstairs, Quatre hurry to prepare breakfast. After all, it was 6:00 a.m. already and he didn't wanted the boys to

be hungry... Who the hell was he kidding? No one, except for Heero and the one who gets an early mission, are

awaken. Quatre knew that, trying to fool himself wasn't just useless, but stupid... He wanted to see where was

Trowa, with whom... and doing what!

He went and check the guest room. It was empty. He then went to the studio. OOPS! Sorry, Heero! The blond

Arabian was to concentrated in his lover and that red haired demon, that he forgot about Duo kicking Heero

out of his room.

"Quatre?" Heero asked, resting his look for a while from the screen light and placing it on the smaller pilot.

"Ah. Good morning, Heero!" Quatre said rubbing his head. "I'm on my way to the kitchen... to prepare breakfast!"

Quatre sweatdroped at his commentary. Even HE knew it was stupid.

Heero look at the Arabian confused.

"Breakfast?" He then look at his watch. "It's just 6:05... The guys aren't awake until 8:00."

"Well... You know how they say be awake early and Allah will help you."

Heero though about Quatre's words for a while. No sense. But it must be one of those Arabian things, so he

decided to just stay quiet.

"Oh. Yes."

"Anyway!" Quatre decided to leave, he was too nervous and everything that came out of his mouth was

nonsense. "Better hurry if we want to have the breakfast warm for all!" OOPS! Another nonsense!

Quatre leave closing the door behind him, leaving a Heero thinking a lot about what he'd just said. It didn't matter

how much Heero would try to find some kind of sense on it... It was just... NONSENSE!

Quatre run to the living room. No soul... Wait! There they were!

The Sandrock pilot almost gasp at the sight. Lindsay slept resting on Trowa's chest. The boy's arm around her.

Trowa notice the presence of someone and turn. There was little Quatre on the door.

"Quatre..." Trowa was about to say something.

"Good morning, Trowa... " Quatre pull with all his strength a smile out, it was so difficult with that scene in front

of him. "I... uh... I better hurry to make breakfast."

Quatre leave the room as quick as he arrived. Trowa tried to stand up, but a hand squeeze his waist. He look down

and saw Lindsay sleeping but holding him.

A little time later, Quatre was on the kitchen mixing the pan cake mix. He look rather pensive.

"Come on, Quatre... There's nothing to be jealous about." Quatre told himself. "Hell I know there's nothing to be

jealous at! But I just can't control myself!... Allah! Help me!"

The blond hit the mix with the spoon he was using to mix everything and some mix jump at him.

"Humph!" After that, he started mumbling something about he deserving it.

It didn't took much for the kitchen to fill with people (Hours fly). First came Heero.

"Morning, Heero!" Quatre's voice, as always, sounded like a little morning bird.

"Hn." while Heero's was more like an old complaining grumpy dog. or something.

Quatre reach for a plate and place some pancakes for Heero on it.

"There." The Arabian hand Heero his plate and then pull closer the hone, the syrup chocolate, sugar, marmalade,

and all kind of things that Heero could pour on the hot cake. "Juice of milk?"

"Milk." (Now you know how Heero got that terrific body... Got milk?)

After serving Heero his milk, Quatre make sure to have Wu Fei's plate ready. He'd heard the Chinese pilot

complaining upstairs, it was the signal that he's be down in no time.

"I can't believe that Maxwell!... He uses my brush! My clothes! My paste!... Someone got to talk to him!"

Nataku's pilot made his entrance to the kitchen. He wasn't surprise to see his plate ready and with his glass of

juice waiting. After 1 year of preparing breakfast of the g-boys... Quatre already knew what they liked and how.

(o.O)

"Good morning, Wu Fei... How did you slept?" Quatre greet the Chinese pilot.

"Fine! But what use does that got, if when I awake I meet with Maxwell's disasters!" the boy protested.

The braided boy made his way to the kitchen.

"Talking about me?" Duo Maxwell appear with a grin on his face.

"Same grin that disappears when he saw Heero.

"Morning, Duo!" Quatre reach for a plate. "Take a seat!"

Duo reach the seat that was the most far away from Heero.

Quatre saw this as he served the pancakes.

"Um... Have I missed something here???" asked Wu Fei, who was the only one there, who ignored the situation.

Quatre place Duo's plate in front of the braided Shinigami.

"Of course not, nothing important..." Quatre answer at the Chinese pilot with a sunny smile.

"Yeah... Nothing wrong." Duo added with fork on mouth. "Just... you know... a stony idiot that has to fuck it

always... I'll give you a hint... Mission Accepted."

"Baka." Heero growl.

"What?... I never said that I was talking about you, Heero." Duo put an innocent cynic face. "Of course that is you think I'm

talking about you... Well... That's because something!"

"Hn."

Realizing that the situation wasn't getting to any good, Quatre decided to change the theme.

"So... Heero. No news?"

"No." Heero answer on his usual cold tone.

"Ah! Come on, Hee-chan... I mean... You're always with that damn computer!" exclaim Duo. "You practically sleep with it, don't

come and tell you haven't check it... "

"Well... Just a little fact for your empty little head, mails don't get to you if you have the computer on idiot." Heero return to his

pan cakes.

"Oh. Soooorry! I totally forgot I was the stupid Duo baka!" and throw his fork at Heero, who dodge it. " I'm sorry if I'm not the

perfect match to your laptop!"

"You're going to start with that." Heero growled. "I though I might had a peaceful morning."

"Ha! Finally you're getting it, Yuy! There's no peace with Maxwell!"

"Shut up, Wu Fei!" Duo exclaim. " And why do it bother you so much... Because you know it is true, right?"

"Hell it's not!"

"Guys, why don't you calm down... It's too early to argue!" Quatre look worried at his two friends.

"Calm down, Heero! There's no need to go all psycho! Oh! Excuse me! I forgot that this is a common thing for you!"

"Shut up, braided idiot, I don't want to argue!"

"Ah! I'm sorry for ruining your perfect peaceful morning... How selfish you are! It's just YOU, YOU and of course! Miss Laptop!

Don't worry, darling... I'm not planning to keep ruining your morning... even better! I'm not planning to keep ruining your

whole maniac life!" Duo walk away.

"Does that means you two are through????" asked a confuse Wu Fei.

Quatre looked concern. It was so terrible the whole fight and then... seeing how two persons that were obviously meant to be

together break up... He was lucky that him and Trowa didn't had that kind of problems... They were going to be together...

forever... right?

Wu Fei and Heero had finished, so Quatre had taken advantage of the empty kitchen to clean the pancakes Duo had accidentally

thrown to the floor when he left. As he cleaned, he wonder were could Trowa be. It was already about 9:00. Wasn't he going to have

his breakfast?

The blond finish cleaning the dirty table and went to wash the dishes. He saw his reflection on the mirror.

"Trowa... " he thought.

As if he was invoked, the taller pilot appear on his usual green turtle neck and his tight jeans that make him look sooo sexy!

(O -,O *drooling*). On Quatre's eyes suddenly appear lights. (Awww! It is sooo cute when you're in love and it reflects in your eyes.)

"Tro... Trowa." Quatre blush at the sight of his lover.

Trowa walk to his koi. Quatre turn to stand facing him. His hands full of soap and holding a plate that he was washing. Knowing

what was to come, Quatre close his eyes and tip toed. The taller pilot got his face closer to Quatre's and kissed him. The blond felt

the love through his brains. His cheeks burning. His heart beating on a great speed. Suddenly, the plate on Quatre's hands slip,

falling and crashing in the floor. They were to concentrated on the moment that they didn't notice it.

When they broke the kiss, they were lightly panting.

"Trowa..." Quatre almost breath it.

Trowa caress his smaller koi cheek and kiss him on the forehead.

At the terrace of the house (because the safe house has a terrace!), Duo is sitting on a chair. No shoes (or socks) and feet over the

chair he's sitting. His violet eyes set on the world out there, outside that safe house. He remember how he use to watch that world

and think about how it was so beautiful to be distructed with stupid wars, and now he wonder why he no longer think about that.

A sigh escape from his mouth. So full of loneliness and sadness. They say sighs are kisses, you didn't get to give, and Duo truly believe

that. There have been so many sighs because of that cobalt eyed boy.

"Heero... Heero you cold hearted idiot!" Duo yelled mad. He couldn't stand his beloved lack of feelings.

Heero would probably never know what effect he got on Duo. The violet eyed boy was so mad, mad because Heero couldn't see that

... He couldn't see... He was the person who made Duo see the outside world as something more than just a beautiful place destroyed

with stupid wars.

Heero would never feel... The same way Duo did... Those were Duo's feelings.

On the studio, Heero was locked. Not only in the room, but on his own world. A world of missions, numbers, people, maps, and data

and his laptop was the key to it. A world in witch he would lock and be safe, away from useless feelings and emotions that would

just hurt him.

But it is foolish to try to escape from love, because when the feeling knocks the door, there's no way to keep it out side home... And

that braided baka, ignored he'd gotten into Heero's cold world and touched his weak point... The heart. Now, it didn't matter how

much Heero tried to concentrate on his computer, he just couldn't. There was so much silence.

Life is sure ironic... The one thing that bothered Heero about Duo was that noisy way of being. Everything the braided boy did was

noisy... Even when they were having sex. And Heero, being a reserved and quiet person, founded that disturbing. But now that Duo

was no longer with him, and that studio was so silent... He just couldn't concentrate. Heero realize he needed of that annoying voice

calling his name, teasing and bothering him, to work. What had Duo done to him?! Heero couldn't stand this anymore... It was...

desperating!

The screen went off, just like the laptop. Heero close the computer and push it away. He didn't even care to put it away. The cobalt

eyed boy stood up his chair and go for the door. He practically run to it. He needed to be out. He couldn't stand the studio... the

house... anything! He just needed to be out... Get his mind clean... and try to get Duo off his head.

Heero walk out of the studio. Wu Fei was passing by reading a book, and saw the Wing pilot heading for the main door.

"You're going out, Yuy?" Wu Fei looked up from his book.

Heero didn't even bother to answer. He just left the place, and without regrets.

On the terrace, Duo kept looking out when he saw someone walking out of the house. The figure was so familiar. The boy who had

been on his mind day and night... Heero Yuy.

Duo's heart beated on his head as he saw Heero walking out of the safehouse. He looked just like the first time he saw him.

The Perfect Soldier turn around as he felt someone watching him. He was right... It was that violet eyed, braided baka, that was

creating that desperating feeling inside himself and make him so unconfortable with himself. Heero look at Duo with his usual cold

eyes, but deep inside, he was hoping Duo would just smile at him again, and forget about everything.

But Duo wouldn't.

"No Heero... " Duo whisper. " I'm tired of always being the one who asked for forgiveness... "

Duo turn around to keep himself from running downstairs and kiss Heero. He knew he was weak when Heero was near.

Heero turn around.

" That's your problem, Duo... " and leave.

Duo, finding he couldn't take anymore, turn around and hoped for Heero to still be there... But wasn't.

"Oh, Heero... you better give up that pride of yours or we'll have to say good bye..."

On the living room, Trowa and Quatre are reading a book.

"The house is too quite... Is Duo here?" the silent pilot asked.

Quatre giggle as he remember that Wu Fei had asked the very same thing, then remember what had happened that morning.

"Oh, Trowa... Duo and Heero are having problems, I'm very worried about them." Quatre's huge blue eyes showed full of concern.

"Don't worry... I'm sure that by tonight, everything would be back to normal." Trowa put his arm around a very concerned Quatre.

"I don't know... They looked so serious... and Duo even break up with Heero." Quatre rest his head on Trowa's chest. "I wouldn't like

them to end this way... I mean, they are obviously meant to be together."

"It's OK, little one... They just need time to meditate things." The taller boy confort his koi. "You'll see that when they are through

with this, they'll be more united than before."

As Quatre rested his head on Trowa's chest, he was able to hear his heart beats. He close his eyes and think about what had his lover

just said. Was this some kind of test Heero and Duo were going through. But what if they fail it? No, Quatre didn't wanted to think

about that, he just wanted to think that they'll pass it and, just like Trowa said, they'll be more united than before. Then, another

idea assaulted his mind. Was this new situation about Lindsay, a test for them?

The sound of Trowa's heart beats was like a sweet music and Quatre found himself feeling sleepy... Until the door opens. Quatre

quickly stood up, hitting his head with Trowa's chin.

"Ouch!" both exclaim in unison.

"Sorry..." Quatre apologize rubbing his head.

Both boys turn and saw a red haired person (we all know who's that fu... bit...).

"Did I missed something here?" asked Lindsay walking to the couch in witch Trowa and Quatre were sitting.

The girl sit over Quatre's leg, making the blond to move away so that she could be by Trowa's side. She look up at the taller pilot

and smile.

"Trowa... I'm bored..." the girl snuggle into Trowa's arms, near to his chest. "what do you guys do here for fun?"

"We read." Trowa answer on his usual T-t (it's on abbreviation for Trowa-tone)

The girl look at the book on Trowa's hands and made an expression of disgust.

"Um... Other thing?"

Suddenly, a combo of expressions appear on her face. Quatre couldn't tell if she was up to something, or she was under the influence

of a drug or something.

"I know!... Why don't we go shopping!"

Trowa return to his book. "Go with Wu Fei."

"You kidding me?... That guy keeps calling me ONNA, and totally hates me!"

"How about Duo." Trowa kept reading his book.

"Who... The braid guy? I though he was cool, but he's been locked on the terrace for a while doing nothing! He's acting like some

kind of weirdo... I won't go with him!" the girl complained... But Quatre knew it was more like a bunch of excuses.

"And Heero?"

"Yeah, right... The only think he says me is Omae o kuroso... Will someone tell him to get a life?" the girl turn her eyes and then

look at the taller pilot hopefully. "Come one, Trowa... Unless you want me to go alone."

Trowa close his book.

"Fine."

The red haired almost jump on the couch. "Great! Let's keep moving!" She quickly stood up and start pulling Trowa's arm.

"Oh. Now that I remember... I got to get some things there! Will you care if I go with you?" asked Quatre.

The girl turn and look at Quatre like some kind of disgusting bug, then she turn and look at Trowa and change her face.

"There's no need for you to go! We can get it for you!" she said on a hypocrite tone.

"Oh... But..." Quatre was about to say something, but he was interrupted.

"Oh. Katara!" The girl hugs Quatre and whisper at his ear. "Don't take this personal, but I just don't want you to come... You don't

want to be the bad third, do you?... Then just quit that, will you?"

She then separate from Quatre and again smile.

"You don't have to worry for me, Katara, I'll be fine... Trowa will take care of me!" she then turn and smile at Trowa. "Isn't he

cute? So kind!"

Quatre stayed a little surprised, he never expected such an actitude... That girl seemed so kind and nice.

"Come on, Trowa, let's keep moving!" Lindsay take Trowa's hand and pull him to the door.

Trowa gave one last look at his blond koi. The was pulled through the door.

When Quatre heard the main door close, he ran to the window and look over it. The girl put Trowa's arm around her and rest her

head on it. He didn't knew how to react... He felt scared... but jealous at the time... He was also startled, and mad. What was going

on?

When Heero return, he met with Quatre, sitting on a chair in front of the door. He almost took his gun out, before he realize it was

just the blond Arabian.

"Qua... Quatre... What are you doing here?" the Perfect Soldier put his gun down.

"We need to talk..." Quatre look at Heero, no longer with his kind expression but with a cold one.

Heero pass the blond. "Look, if it is about Duo, I got nothing..."

"Hell with you and Duo! Your problems are YOUR problems!" Quatre shouted.

Heero turn around. His face startled. OK. Was this the real Quatre or some clone sended by Oz.

"Heero... I need you to help me."

At the studio, Heero turn on his computer.

"So you want to know why is that girl here." Heero set his eyes on the blond boy who was standing near the window.

"I know i may sound ridiculous... But I just... Need to know!" Quatre find himself loosing control of his own person.

Heero realize the machine was ready to start working. "All right."

It didn't took long for Heero to get into Trowa's mission archives and get to the mission of that red haired girl. He read and

then look back at Quatre.

"Lindsay Rivers... Her family was murdered by Oz and she's the only witness alive."

Quatre rest his head on the glass of the window. His forehead against the crystal. Rain falling outside.

"I' sorry, Heero... " Quatre apologize. "I acted so... I was so..."

"It's all right, Quatre."

Quatre sigh.

"At least you can pronounce my name correctly." Quatre chuckle. "Why is this girl getting in my nerves...?"

"Trowa loves you."

"I know... but... " Quatre place his hand on the glass. "Yes, you are right. I guess I should try to place more confiance on him...

Maybe it is just... that I know I just couldn't keep it on without him... Loneliness would kill me."

Heer look at Quatre. "Yes... I understand."

Quatre turn and smile at Heero.

"Thanks for everything, Heero... And again, I'm sorry."

"Sure... Whenever you need something..."

Quatre walk out of the studio and saw the chair in front of the door. He wouldn't wait for Trowa, he would trust on him, so he reach for

the chair and pull it back to the dinning room.

Outside, Trowa and Lindsay were arriving. The rain was falling over them, but they didn't cared.

"I hope you liked the shirt I bough you, Trowa."

"..."

"You know... I like hanging out with you, that way I get to talk a lot knowing someone would listen to all I got to say... " she stops.

"After all... for a long while, I was all by myself. My family dead, and I had to always hide to survive."

Trowa head for the door.

"But now that I'm with you... I'm no longer afraid... no longer alone... Trowa?" Lindsay take Trowa's hand

Trowa turn around and met with Lindsay's lips pressed against his. (Yes, the girl as a little taller than Quatre.)

Inside, Quatre reach for the book Trowa was reading on the living room. He look at it and smile, then place it below his arms as

he knew that the taller pilot would want to read it before he go to sleep, so he'd take it to their room.

Quatre heard the rain stop.

"Has it stop raining?" the blond Arabian walk to the window and check through the curtain.

He almost couldn't believe his eyes when he saw Trowa and Lindsay... kissing. No... The rain hadn't stop... But Quatre felt as is

it was about to rain on his soul (O.O From where did that came from?!)

Trowa push Lindsay away. "Don't ever... do that again." He then head for the door. Lindsay didn't say a word, but smile and

touch her lips.

The Heavy arms pilot walk in the house. Lights were off. He wonder if everyone was upstairs. After taking off his coat, Trowa

went to the living room. No one there. He then went to the kitchen, hoping to see his blond koi there, but no... He wasn't.

"He's upstairs." Trowa told himself.

On the bathroom, Quatre lock himself. He reach for the empty tub and sit there to cry. His heart ached... He couldn't believe Trowa,

Trowa... HIS BELOVED Trowa, had done that... To him.

"Ah. Allah... What are we going to do...?" Quatre sobbed as he look at the sealing.

It was night, and time for dinner, but dinner wasn't ready... It wasn't even started!

"Hey! Where's dinner!!! I'm staaaaarving!" replied Duo, with his hands on his stomach.

Trowa was sitting in the table. His green eyes turn to look at the noisy American.

"Quatre hasn't prepared it yet."

"INJUSTICE! I come home after a tough mission and you greet me with this!" Wu Fei replied like a little boy.

"You got hands... So prepare your own souper." Trowa walk out of the kitchen.

"What's his problem?" Duo look confuse at the door.

"INJUSTICE! INJUSTICE is his problem! Trowa can't stand the INJUSTICE in this house!" (guess who said that)

Duo turn his eyes and head for upstairs, to look for Quatre. Since he knew that Wu Fei and him totally suck on kitchen, he rather

to look for the blond and wait for him to cook him some good dinner.

At the bathroom's door, Duo knock.

"Quatre? Is that you?"

Quatre look up from the tub. He had cried so much that he'd fallen asleep.

"Duo?"

"I may run and hide but I never tell a lie!... Hey, man! What are you doing still IN there? Did you ate something that made you

sick?"

Quatre stood up from the tub and walk out of it.

"I'm sorry... I just... wasn't feeling to well." The Arabian explain as he look himself at the mirror.

His blue eyes were red and there were rings on his eyes.

"Hey, Q-man... The boys down there are wondering where is dinner going to be ready." asked Duo from the other side of the

door.

"Oh... Tell them that I'm sorry, but I can't cook now... Why don't you order something, and take the money you need to pay

it from my wallet." Quatre wouldn't take seeing Trowa to the eyes.

"Then you really feel sick?"

"I guess so..." The blond had that horrible rings and red eyes, he didn't wanted the guys to see him or they'll knew he was crying.

"All right... I'm going to order pizza... Want a piece?"

"No thanks... thanks anyway."

"OK... " Quatre heard Duo's steps walking away.

Quatre sigh and look sadly at his reflection on the mirror.

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Kandy Girl: Like it or not? If you did, <a href="mailto:[email protected]">mail

me!</a> If you didn't... <a href="mailto:[email protected]">mail

me too!</a> I'm open for critics and comments!

Duo: Broadway is dark tonight... tururururu...

Kandy Girl: Duo, that has nothing to do with anything at all!!! Besides! You

don't even know the lyrics!

Duo: Really??? Well... It's my liiiiiiiife and it's now or never, cause I

ain't gonna live for ever!

Kandy Girl: *sweatdrops*

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