Author’s note:  My very first GW fic and yaoi, no less.  I just love Trowa and Quatre together…they are just so sweet I feel like brushing my teeth after I see them.   I just HAD to do a story on them and give them a bit of chaos. hehehe

The story is mainly on Quatre and Trowa but will have Heero x Duo, hints at Wufei x Sally (I just love them!).

Setting: Sometime after Endless Waltz

Disclaimer:  GW boys and girls do not belong to me…

Rating:        R    For sexual innuendoes and lime.

By Moonraven

“What da ya mean you’re not going?”  Duo’s image scowled at him from the video screen.  Heero poked his head in front of Duo’s to get a visual confirmation for the reason of his lover’s outburst.

Trowa sighed.  “I have a house guest.  I’m afraid I can’t make it.”  His cool tone betrayed none of the turmoil in his heart.

“But he’s turning eighteen, man.  It’s a BIG thing.  You HAVE to go.”  Duo insisted almost angrily.

“Bring your friend.”  Heero’s quiet voice added.  “I’m sure Quatre would rather you do that than not coming at all.”

Trowa had nothing to say.  His mind was filled with things but none were coherent and none made it pass his vocal cord.  Quatre.  Trowa vaguely recalled Duo’s enthusiastic agreement to Heero’s idea and his own concession to go.  What was he getting himself into?

For the past 6 months or so, Trowa had stayed out of communication with Quatre.  He knew very well how the other pilot felt about him; he just couldn’t drag Quatre into the kind of life he was leading.  Quatre had everything.  Trowa would not deny Quatre the luxury that the little blond was accustomed to.  Even if it meant that he himself will not have the young man in his life.

“Why the long face?”  A low husky voice said from the bedroom door.  Trowa turned to the young man leaning languidly on the doorframe.  Peter was naked and trying quite successfully to entice Trowa back to bed.  His pale blond hair falling seductively across his blue eyes, pink moist lips pouted teasingly while his hand strayed to touch his swollen flesh.

Trowa swallowed a lump in his throat as he watched Peter caress himself.  He turned back to the videophone to make sure that he did disconnect with Duo and Heero.  He wasn’t sure what they would think had they seen Trowa’s ‘house guest’.  Peter looked remarkably like Quatre only he was taller.

“Tro…wa…”  Peter moaned as he increased his pace, his head thrown back in ecstasy, hips thrusting forward.

Despite the misgivings, Trowa could not help but become aroused at the scene.  In three swift strides, he was kneeling in front of Peter with the other man’s engorged member deep in his mouth.

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“I don’t know Heero, he looked like we were asking him to go to Relena’s party instead of Quat’s.”  Duo climbed onto his lover’s lap.  “They were so close, why wouldn’t he want to go see Quatre?”

“Hn.”  Heero was looking at the now blank screen thoughtfully.

“I was sure they would get together after the war.  Man!  Quat was really crushed.”  Duo sighed into Heero’s neck.

“Hn.”  Came another typical Heero reply.

“Hee-ro!”  Whined one braided baka.  “Are you even listening to me?”

“Aa.  Did you call Wufei?”

“Yep.  HE looked and sounded happier than Trowa did.  His only complaint was that the ‘onna’ was going to be there too!”  Duo giggled, wiggling on Heero lap.  “I think she’s perfect for him.”

“Hn.”  Heero grunted again noncommittally.  The only thing he knew was that Duo was perfect for him.  He told Duo so and got up, carrying his lover to their bedroom to show Duo just how perfect he was.

~~~oO)@(Oo~~~      ~~~oO)@(Oo~~~

“Truly, Duo?  Truly?”  Quatre’s large blue eyes sparkled with something suspiciously like tears.

“Yeah, Quat.  Why are you so surprised?  What’s going on?”  The video screen did nothing to hide the moisture in the blonde’s eyes or the trembling of his lips.

“He’s been so cold to me…after the war I thought…I hoped…” Quatre looked down and Duo was sure his little friend was crying.  “He doesn’t return my calls and when I do get him, and I’m sure by accident, he was so…aloof.”  Quatre looked up at his friend in misery.  “I don’t know what I did, Duo…but he hates me now.” 

“Hey Q-man.  He’s coming, man.  He doesn’t hate you.  You know Tro, he’s probably in his I’m-so-silent-I-can-hide-from-radar mode.”  Duo tried to sooth his friend.  “He’s got a guest staying with him and he’s even dragging the guy’s butt down to your party…”  It had suddenly occurred to Duo that the ‘friend’ might be more than just a friend.  Shit!

“Duo!  What is it?  You don’t look too good.”  Quatre forgot his own misery immediately.

“Er…nothing, Quat.  I just remembered that I…er…I forgot to call Wufei.  Heero would kill me.”  He rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly.

Quatre laughed.  “I’ll call Wufei for y---.”

“NO!”  Duo shouted, earning a startled look from Quatre.  “Heero would really kill me if he knew you did it for me, heh heh.  I guess I better go call him now and don’t worry about Trowa, ‘k?”

Quatre smiled weakly.  “I’ll try.  Thanks Duo.” 

Duo turned off the videophone and cursed again.  What the hell was wrong with Trowa?  He punched a series of number on the keypad and within seconds the screen flashed and was replaced by a young man with short blonde hair.  For a second there Duo thought he had typed in Quatre’s number by mistake, and then the young man smiled and spoke.

“Barton residence.”  His voice was deep and warm.

“Er…hello.  I’m looking for Trowa.”  Duo squinted at his screen.

“Trowa is in the shower.”  The blonde spoke slowly, looking curiously at Duo.  “He should be out soon.  Would you like to leave a video message or call back?”  The ‘warm’ voice was cooler by a few degrees.

“I…I’ll call back.”  Duo’s brain was running at a million miles per second.  “Who are you?”  He blurted before he was disconnected.

The blonde looked surprised and narrowed his eyes.  “Who are YOU?”

Duo let out a relieved sigh.  The stranger couldn’t have been closed to Trowa if he didn’t know Duo, right?

“Duo Maxwell.  I’m a friend of Trowa’s.  You must be the house guest he mentioned.”  Politeness sucks.

The young man narrowed his eyes at the mention of ‘house guest’.  “Peter Klein.  I’m Trowa’s lover.” 

Peter emphasized the ‘lover’ and actually smirked when Duo looked taken aback.  Duo wanted to smack the guy hard -- with Deathscythe.  Better yet, one of Shenlong’s kawaii dragon extensions would do quite nicely.  Unfortunately, none of the Gundams is available. 

“No shit.”  Duo responded.  “You looked so much like one of our dearest friends I actually thought you were him for a second.”  Duo flashed Peter one of his irresistible smiles.  “You DO know Quatre at least?” 

“No.”  Peter didn’t like the fact that Trowa had friends he didn’t know of, let alone ‘dearest’.

“You must be new then.  Ah well, don’t worry about it, I’m sure Tro will tell you all about our cute little Quat.  They were VERY close during the war.  Come to think of it, I’m not surprised one bit that he would pick a lover that resembles Quat.  I’ll just call Tro back in a bit.  Nice talking to ya, Peter.”  Duo hung up with a satisfied click.  Payback’s a bitch, ne, Peter?  Let’s see Trowa get out of this one.

Oh-oh.  Duo cringed mentally, Trowa’s gonna skin him alive.

“Trowa’s going to kill you.”  Heero’s calm, if not emotionless, voice sounded behind him.  Duo jumped 3 feet into the air with an undignified yelp.

“Geeze, Heero!  Make some noise will ya?”  Duo held his hand up to his thumping chest.  He was thinking along the same line, hence the nervous response.

“Nah!”  He waved dismissively after a brief hesitation.  “By the time he sees me he would have calmed down—I hope.”  He twined his arms around Heero’s neck.  “If not, you’ll have to protect my ass, ne, Hee-chan.”  He ended by turning around and rubbing his ass against Heero’s crotch.

“Hn.”  Heero responded wrapping his arms around his crazy lover.  “What do you think you’re doing?”

“Showing you that it’s to YOUR benefit to save this ass.”  He leaned back and pressed himself harder onto his lover.

Heero spun Duo around to face him.  He held on to Duo’s hips firmly as he ground his arousal against the other man.  “I’m talking about the last phone call.”  Heero lips grazed Duo’s jaw line eliciting a soft sigh from Duo.

“I’m doing the best I can, short of locking them in a closet with no hope of escaping until they declare their love for each other.  I’m…helping them.”  He looked up at Heero innocently.  Damn, how that boy grew this past year.  Heero was now at least 3 inches taller than him and still as breathtaking as ever.  Those brilliant blue eyes never ceased to sparkle with love and currently something else, something that could turn Duo knees to jelly and the rest of him on fire.

“Don’t interfere, Duo.”  Heero ordered softly as he bended to suckle on Duo’s earlobe. 

“Interfere?  Me?  Never.”  Duo gasped as Heero’s tongue traveled lower along his neck.

“Hn.”  Heero was not about to waste time on words, not when he had one braided baka to pleasure.

~~~oO)@(Oo~~~      ~~~oO)@(Oo~~~

The party was to be held on Earth at one of Quatre’s many retreats.  He had always loved the Earth, ever since he had first set his eyes on it.  Quatre sighed apprehensively as the final preparations were being made.  Would Trowa come?  Would he bring his friend?  Quatre was not a fool.  He knew very well that chances were Trowa’s friend was more than just a friend.  He had a feeling that Duo knew it too.  Quatre could feel that Duo was hiding something from him and his suspicion was confirmed when Heero and Duo arrived few days ago.  He was more than happy to have Duo’s cheerfulness and Heero’s quiet strength be his support during this hectic and anxious time.

“Did you arrange the rooms like I told ya?”  Duo’s voice cut in his thoughts.

“Um…yes.”  He said rather distractedly.

“So you did put Sally’s room next to Wu Fei’s, right?”  Duo asked just to make sure.  This would just KILL Wu-man.  Duo almost danced with anticipation.  He couldn’t wait to see the expression his Chinese friend.

“Ah-huh.”  Was Quatre’s reply.

Duo looked at his friend suspiciously.  Quatre looked preoccupied.  Was he even listening?

“And you put Trowa in your room, right?”

“Ah-hu…WHAT?”  Quatre nearly drop the teacup he was holding.

Duo burst out laughing.  “You should have seen you face.”  Duo hugged his stomach as he continued to laugh.  “It was priceless.”

“That’s not funny, Duo.”  Quatre reprimanded his friend half- heartedly.  He could never be mad at Duo for long.

“Sure it was.  Pay attention, man.  And stop thinking about Trowa.”

“I was not thinking about Trowa.”  Quatre denied, blushing furiously. 

Duo looked at his friend’s misery for a few moments before making up his mind.

“I promised Heero I won’t interfere but…well…technically I’m NOT interfering.  We’re just talking about a friend, right?”  Duo bit his lips at the thought of an upset Heero.  Then his face brightened at the thought of making up with an upset Heero.

Quatre frowned, not following Duo’s train of thoughts.

“Look, Quat.  I know you’re worried about Trowa’s ‘house guest’.”  Quatre’s face reddened a few more shades.  Affirmative.

“You have nothing to worry about, I’m positive.”  Duo reassured his friend.

Quatre frowned slightly, not convinced.  He knew that Duo didn’t lie, it was not in the young man’s nature, but he was still hiding something.

“You wanna know why?”  Duo was now grinning.  Quatre swallowed nervously.  A grinning Duo could be scary.

“Because Trowa is in love with you.”  Duo concluded with a sure nod.

Quatre blinked at his friend blankly.  How did Duo come up with a conclusion like that?

“Duo…have you been going into Rashid’s Vodka collection again?”

Duo burst out laughing.  “Quatre, you’re a hoot.  If I’m not so smitten with Heero and you’re not nuts about Trowa, I’ll make a play for ya myself.”  Quatre choked on his tea and Duo thumped his friend’s back helpfully.

“Seriously, Q-man.  The dude is your double.  I saw him.” 

Quatre looked up at Duo, “What dude?”  Then his eyes widen in surprised.  “Trowa’s friend? My Double?”

“Yeah…well not your twin or anything but come on!  Blond hair, blue eyes?  When he picked up the phone, I thought I dialed your number by mistake.  I swear!”  Duo held up his hand in emphasis.

“Many people have blond hair and blue eyes.”  Quatre said softly but Duo could see a light of hope flickering in those bright blue eyes.

“Ah-huh.  And how many does our Trowa know, huh?  And how many could bring our Trowa back from the insanity of the Zero system, huh?”  Duo prompted, hoping to fan that flickering light into a brighter blaze.

Quatre colored some more at Duo’s insinuation. 

“I don’t know, Duo…”

“Quatre, my boy…I do.  Trust me on this will ya?  I have a plan.”  Duo rubbed his palms together and grinned broadly. 

Quatre cringed.  Yep, a grinning Duo was pretty scary.  Especially when he had a plan.

TBC

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AGH!  It’s taking me longer to write this than I thought.  Could it be because this is my first GW story and I haven’t really gotten used to their characters?  I don’t know…I didn’t have this problem with FY at all!  Oh well…practice makes perfect, ne? 

I tried to stay in character I hope I succeeded somewhat? 

Please let me know what you think….onegai?