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"Mmm...Trowa...," murmured Quatre as he snuggled against his lover in bed. His lover just grunted. Ah, how Quatre loved Trowa so. He loved Trowa more than anything or anyone else in the whole universe. And he loved everything about Trowa because he was well, Trowa. His hair, his body, his face...everything - even his smell smells like -

"Wufei?!" Quatre nearly shouted and quickly sat upright in bed after realizing who was actually sleeping next to him. "What are you doing here?"

"Huh? Whaa.. is that you Quatre?" moaned Wufei groggily. Then he suddenly realized that he was in the same bed with Quatre and nearly leaped out of the bed sheets.

"What am I doing here?! I'm naked - and I'm in the same bed as you!"

"Oh. My. God," gasped Quatre as he recalled last night's events. "Last night. Drinking party. Got drunk. Me and Wufei. In bed. Together." With every sentence spoken, Quatre's face paled even more and he looked like he was going to be hysterical.

"Remind me not to get involved with another one of that baka Maxwell's 'drinking' parties," said Wufei dryly. "Man, I've got such a splitting headache!"

"Well, you're headache's gonna get much worse," said Quatre grimly. His face had gotten deathly pale and worry can be seen in his cerulean blue eyes. "Uh, I think we, uh, had sex last night."

"Erm, maybe we only slept together but didn't have any sex," said Wufei not really wanting to know the truth. Hell, he hoped that this was all just some stupid nightmare.

"Then why are we both naked?" demanded Quatre. "If we didn't have sex, obviously we'll still be fully-clothed or at least wearing one article of clothing." Quatre paused for a while. "And to tell the truth, my ass hurts," he said embarrassedly and rubbed at his sore bottom.

Wufei didn't answer. He didn't even know what to answer.

Suddenly Quatre gasped as he pointed at something on the bed sheets. Wufei's eyes followed the spot Quatre was pointing at. There on the bed sheet were several stains. Those were the kind of *stains* that appeared on bed sheets after a night of sex. Evidence to Quatre's theory and an explanation to why Quatre's ass hurt.

'Oh god' thought Wufei. 'This has gotta be a nightmare.'

"I don't think that this is a nightmare," said Quatre as if he had read Wufei's mind.

'Shit. If Trowa finds out that I had been fucking all night long with *his* Quatre, I am one dead man,' he thought. He felt his face paling and cold sweat started to appear on his brow. 'I'm all ready in deep shit with this whole thing and the last thing I want is Trowa crushing me to bits with that Heavyarms of his.'

"Quatre. We'd better clean up all this mess!" he said urgently, quickly jumping out of the bed. 'We need to get rid of the evidence.' "When will Trowa be back?"

Trowa and Heero were both gone for a few days with some kind of mission.

"Oh no!" cried Quatre. "They're supposed to be back this morning! What are we going to do?"

"Just, just pretend that it didn't happen!" he said, the tension obvious in his voice. Wufei quickly started yanking of the sheets from the bed mattress.

Suddenly, the door to Quatre's room flung open.

"I'm back Quatre," came a low voice from the doorway. And suddenly the voice gasped.

It was Trowa. He was back. Trowa saw the two naked boys in the room who were busy pulling off the bedsheets and he stood frozen to the spot. His face grew pale as he took in the whole scene, the truth dawning on him.

"Trowa, I can explain!" said Quatre quickly.

Wufei and Quatre watched Trowa in silence as Trowa scanned the whole place and the situation.

"There's nothing to explain," said Trowa, his face stone cold and his voice as hard as nails. His face held no expression but the pain can be seen clearly in his one visible emerald eye. "I'm sure you enjoy each other's company very, very much."

"No Trowa! It's not like that!" cried Quatre desperately. Quatre had all ready gotten up from the bed and walked cautiously towards Trowa, still naked.

"I'm not that stupid," snapped Trowa. "I can understand what has happened just by looking at both of you."

"Trowa! Please, listen to me!" begged Quatre, tugging at Trowa's arm in desperation but Trowa shrugged Quatre's grip off of him. "I have nothing to listen to," he said in a clipped voice. "Now, if you'll excuse me, there are more important things for me to do than to listen to your lame excuses." Then Trowa stormed out of the room.

Quatre sank to his knees. "Trowa...," he whispered. A lone tear drop ran down his face. "Why won't you listen to me?"

Wufei felt sorry for the weeping boy in front of him. Quatre was crying like a lost little boy, his body heaving with every sob and pearls of tears were streaming down his face.

'He doesn't deserve to be scolded by Trowa,' he thought. 'If Trowa really loves him, then he should at least give Quatre a chance to explain all this.' Then he wondered why he Trowa didn't even yell at him. 'I was involved in this whole mess, too, but why did he yell at Quatre only?'

Wufei understood that Trowa was hurt when he found out that his beloved Quatre had been sleeping with another guy. He was probably too much in pain to be able to think rationally that he wouldn't even listen to reason. 'And mainly he's mad because he thinks that his angel had betrayed him.'

Wufei stood behind Quatre and put a hand on Quatre's shoulder. Quatre raised his head to look at him. His face was flushed and wet.

"Forgive me Quatre," said Wufei softly, looking in the other direction. "It was all my fault that this whole incident happened."

"No, Wufei. You shouldn't blame yourself," said Quatre. "It was also my fault that this happened. If only we hadn't become drunk..."

'If we hadn't become drunk, this whole mess would never have happened,' finished Wufei silently.

Wufei felt guilty. He knew the whole mess wasn't completly his fault but he felt as if he was the one who had caused Quatre and Trowa's relationship to fall apart.

Suddenly the door to the room flung open and Duo came in. When he saw the naked figures of Wufei and Quatre before him, he stopped dead in his tracks.

"Oh. My. God. No wonder Trowa looks mad enough to kill. I thought that the mission had bombed or something!" exclaimed Duo, his eyes as big as saucers. "I didn't know that you guys were having an affair!"

"Kisama! We don't have an affair!" growled Wufei as he glared at the braided pilot. "It's all your fault that this whole thing happened!"

"My fault?" squeaked Duo. "Excuse me? Did I do something wrong?"

Wufei snorted. "Obviously!" he retorted. "If you didn't have that blasted drinking party last night, this would never have happened!"

"Oh yeah. Blame it all on me," muttered Duo. "I wasn't the idiot who got so drunk that I didn't even realize that I was sleeping on the wrong bed! And I wasn't that stupid to not realize that I wasn't fucking my own lover."

Quatre burst into tears upon hearing those words. Duo regretted saying what he had just said. Wufei glared again at him. "Baka! Don't you realize that Quatre's been going through a hard time?" shouted Wufei. "WHY don't you just keep your big mouth shut."

"Hey, I'm really sorry," apologized Duo. "Don't mind my words. I never think before I speak."

Wufei snorted.

"No, you're right Duo," said Quatre tearfully. "If I wasn't stupid, Trowa wouldn't be mad at me. And now, I have lost him forever!"

"Cheer up kid," comforted Duo, patting Quatre's shoulder. He reached for the sheets which were lying on the floor and wrapped it around the blonde's body. "Everyone makes mistakes all the time. Look, I'll help by explaining about everything to Trowa. I'll tell him that it was my drinking party that made this happen."

"Honto?" asked Quatre, his face full of hope.

Duo grinned. "Of course! Shinigami never lies!" he said. "I'll make Trowa listen to me. When he knows the truth, he'll come back to you. I'm pretty sure of it."

"Arigato. Duo...," whispered Quatre and he hugged Duo.

Duo returned the hug. "Don't worry. I'll make things right again," he assured the blonde. "You're like a brother to me, y'know. I'll do anything to help you."

"Well, I guess I'd better go now," announced Duo, standing up. "You two ought to get dressed. We'll be having our breakfast shortly." Then, he walked out of the room.

With the absence of Duo, the room became very quiet.

Wufei cleared his throat. "Um, I think I'll go take a shower," he said. "And uh, Quatre... Sorry for everything. I hope Trowa wouldn't be mad at you for long. And I understand if you're gonna be mad at me."

"I'm sorry, too, Wufei," said Quatre. "And I'm not mad at you - everything was just a mistake. We didn't even realize what we were doing last night. We should forget about this whole incident."

Wufei nodded his head. "Thank you, Quatre," he said before he walked out of the room.

The room was silent again and Quatre was all alone. He never felt more lonelier in his entire life. Without Trowa in his life, he felt like the he was the most loneliest person in the world.




"Trowa! Trowa!" shouted Duo, calling after the unibanged pilot as he spotted Trowa going outside. "Stop! I need to talk to you!!" But Trowa did not stop walking and headed towards the hangar where they kept their Gundams. So Duo had to run after Trowa.

"Hey, man! Didn't I tell you to stop?" said Duo, panting as he grabbed hold of Trowa's shoulder.

"Leave me alone!" said Trowa angrily, trying to shake off Duo's grip on him.

"No. I will not leave you alone until you have listened to what I have to say," said Duo firmly. Trowa finally stopped with his shaking and stood still, his back facing Duo. "What do you want to tell me." he said finally, sounding more like a statement than a question.

"I'm telling you that you misunderstood the whole situation!" said Duo. "Wufei and Quatre aren't fooling around behind your back!"

Trowa whirled around to face Duo. "Then why were they in bed together? And they were naked, too. Anyone can see from that that they had been sleeping together! They probably had plenty of fun last night while I was gone. They probably had fun on the previous nights when I wasn't here , too," he said bitterly.

"I assure you that they weren't in bed together during the previous nights except for last night. And I'm not sure if they had sex or not last night," said Duo. "But the whole incident was my fault! I planned a drinking party last night and I forced them into joining me. So they got drunk and somehow ended up together in bed! So you see, the whole thing was my fault. They didn't plan to sleep together last night!"

"I don't believe you," said Trowa coolly. "I know that you and Quatre think of each other as brothers. You're just making up a story to cover for him."

"No! I'm telling you the truth!" protested Duo. "Why can't you believe me?!"

Trowa didn't say anything.

"I don't care what you or anybody else says," said Trowa moments later. "And I don't know what really happened. But what I know is that Quatre has betrayed me and our love and trust. He has betrayed our relationship."

"You know Quatre isn't like that!" said Duo, defending his blonde friend. "He loves you too much and he is very loyal to you - he would never betray you. You should know him better than that!"

"I thought I knew him more than anybody else. But I guess I was wrong," said Trowa sadly. "He isn't the person I thought he was."

"You're wrong. He is still the Quatre you know," argued Duo. "And it seems to me that you're mainly mad at Quatre and not at Wufei also. Now, why is that?"

"Damnit, can't you see why? It's because I love Quatre!" burst out Trowa. "How can I not be mad at him when we had made a promise to be together and true to each other forever? And now, he's broken that promise and slept with Wufei. Quatre's very special to me - like a rare and precious jewel. I don't want to share him with anybody else!"

Trowa turned his back towards Duo again. "Onegai, please leave me alone," he said quietly. "I need to spend some time by myself."

"OK. I won't bother you - for now. But I hope you know that Quatre really loves you more than anything in this world. He would never purposely do anything to hurt you." Duo turned around and cast a final glance at Trowa's back before finally walking back towards the house.




"Damn! What the hell am I gonna do now?" thought Duo as he opened the front door. "I promised Quatre that I will set things straight but how can I, when that Trowa wouldn't even believe a word I said!"

Duo trudged towards the dining room. Heero and Wufei were quietly eating their breakfast - only Quatre was missing. The braided pilot slumped into one of the chairs.

"Where were you?" asked Heero, sipping his mug of black coffee.

"I was out talking to Trowa," mumbled Duo. Heero raised one eyebrow at him. "What were you talking about?" Heero asked. "Oh, just some stuff."

"Well, what did he say then, Maxwell," asked Wufei. "I hope he wasn't too mad."

"He's mad all right. But he's more angry with Quatre than with you," said Duo heatedly. "And he didn't believe a single thing I said! He thinks that I'm just making up a story to cover for Quatre."

"I don't know what's going on," said Heero slowly. "But if I were Trowa, I wouldn't believe a word you said, too."

"Gee, thanks a lot!" muttered Duo sarcastically. "The thing is, I promised Quatre that I'll help him clear up this whole mess - now what am I going to tell him?"

Suddenly, Quatre walked into the dining room... and Duo felt the blood drain out of his face.




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