Takeo – It’s part nine!
WuFei – What now?
Duo – Yeah, what now?
Takeo – Nothing much. Since we are all bored, tired and sleepy, *yawn * Do the stuff.
Duo - * yawn* Takeo doesn’t own * yawn * GW or us. Warnings. There’s lime, * Wakes up * Lime? Oi, Wu-baby, I’m coming to get you! And there’s death. Oh hell.
Takeo – He wakes up, unbelievable. ^_^;;;

Chapter Nine : Healing

WuFei woke up in the morning, tired and sad. He found Duo’s arms wrapped tightly around him, his love’s hair unbraided and only dressed in his boxers. WuFei sighed and snuggled into Duo’s embrace, thankfully that his love still loved him despite his failings. WuFei knitted his eyebrows together. He felt that he couldn’t deserve Duo, that Duo deserved someone better, someone strong enough to defend themselves. WuFei pulled away from Duo, forcing back tears. He put on his pj pants and picked up his sword. I have to be stronger. WuFei steadied his grip on his sword and went downstairs, and slipped into his garden. All around him, the faint scents of roses and herbs eased his wounded soul. He closed his eyes, letting his usually routine take control. He lifted his sword and began.

Duo woke up; amethyst eyes wide open as he sat up, all signs of WuFei gone. Damn, where did he go? Duo’s eyes surveyed the room and found WuFei’s pants missing. That brought Duo back to the fact that WuFei always slept naked. Duo shivered at the pleasant thought but dismissed them with a sigh as he resolved to find WuFei. He got up and looked in their closet. The sheath were WuFei’s sword rested was there but there was no sword. Duo shut the door hurriedly and ran down the stairs. He opened the front door and looked around. No sign of WuFei. WuFei usually practiced in their room so it would be strange for WuFei to leave the house. Wherever you are, please don’t hurt yourself. Duo then heard a slash as if something was cutting through the air. He ran to the backyard where WuFei’s garden was and Duo felt his heart plummet a thousand feet. He sat down on the crowd and watched WuFei. The raven-haired boy had his hair all loose. His body graced by a sheen of sweat as he and his sword moved with beautiful grace, the only two things in the garden. Duo watched as all those lithe muscles worked in perfect harmony, like a machine running smoothly. WuFei finished and stuck his sword in the ground, kneeling before it, tears streaming from his eyes.

"I can’t even clear my mind!" WuFei shouted in anger as he dropped to both knees, tears stinging onyx orbs, heart and soul retched in pain. Duo walked up to WuFei.

"WuFei, are you all right?" Duo asked as he wiped WuFei’s tears away.

" Everything is wrong Duo." WuFei said as he clenched his fingers tightly.

"Ok, so maybe Heero did hurt you. The pain will go away, as long as I’m here with you, the boy that I love. And I won’t let Heero take you away from me." Duo promised as he wrapped comforting arms around WuFei, hugging the boy closer to him. WuFei sighed.

"How did I end up with someone as wonderful as you?" WuFei asked as he smile.

"I chased you, and wooed you and then some." Duo said with a smirk as he kissed WuFei.

" Quatre, what did I say about the tea?" Trowa asked his love as he, Quatre, Duo and WuFei were at a shopping mall a few days later.

"Nothing Tro-chan." Quatre said as he swung his shopping bag, beaming all around. Duo had wanted to go shopping; WuFei and Trowa wisely declined but were forced on the trip anyway.

"You’re lucky. All Quatre wanted were clothes for himself. So far Duo has gotten both clothes and food, and he’s high on anything!" WuFei lamented as he crossed his arms.

"Oh WuFeiiii, could you try this on?" Duo asked as he showed WuFei what looked like a black pair of jeans.

"I’m comfortable in my own clothes Duo." WuFei replied.

"Pleaseee, I’ll cook dinner if you don’t." Duo threatened. WuFei grabbed the pants.

"I’ll put them on." WuFei said hastily as he headed into the dressing room. Moments later, a silk black shirt floated over the door.

"Try that on as well." Duo said cheerily as his eyes cut a hold of something else. It was a cat suit made of velvet, complete with the ears, whiskers and tail. Duo touched the cloth. It felt so smooth to his touch. He almost passed out at the thought of WuFei in the outfit, mewling and purring on their bed. Cold shower. Duo thought as he smacked his hands.

"Are you happy?" WuFei said as he came out of the dressing room.

"Turn around." Duo said as he made a twirl with his finger. WuFei blushed as he spun around. The jeans had a snug fit on him, modeling every curve in his sleek legs. The shirt was better. It hung loosely on WuFei’s body, much to his relief. Duo swallowed a lump in his throat as he walked up to WuFei. Those jeans seemed to love WuFei more than he did. The material showed off the grace of WuFei’s legs as he walked towards Duo. A few people in the shop also noticed the beautiful sight before them and just watched.

"Well, how do I look?" WuFei asked. Trowa laughed as he saw Duo’s eyes repeatedly run over every inch of WuFei’s body.

"If you wear those, I’m taking a nice cold shower, really cold shower." Duo whispered as he wrapped his arms around WuFei. WuFei blushed.

"I look _that_ inviting?" WuFei asked almost nervously.

"I have something else for you to try on." Duo said as he kissed WuFei, tongues sparring for a brief moment. WuFei pulled away, eyes heavy with promise.

"As long as it’s for your eyes only." WuFei said, an evil smile gracing his features.

"Isn’t he the greatest?" Duo asked Quatre.

"Yes he is. The other day, Trowa let me hmmph!" Quatre said as Trowa clapped his hand over his mouth, a blush creeping into his features. WuFei raised a slender eyebrow.

"Nani Trowa-kun?" WuFei asked.

"Nothing." Trowa said as he shook his head. The four boys laughed. WuFei went back into the dressing room and put on his white loose fitting shirt and his blue tank top. As he turned to leave he came face to face with Heero. WuFei forced down a scream and pulled out his sword, the light reflecting off the weapon. Quatre went into the dressing room and ran out with a shout.

"Duo, Heero’s in there." Quatre said as he stood by Trowa’s side. Duo’s eyes narrowed. How dare that bastard! He stopped his metal rant as he and the others saw Heero backing out of the dressing room, a sword in his face, with WuFei at the other end. People around the store panicked as they caught the glimpse of a gun stashed at the back of Heero’s spandex shorts.

"I’m taking control of my life Yuy. I can’t have you haunting my dreams nightly, waking in screams and crying myself back to sleep. I would challenge you to a duel, because I find it honorable, but you are not honorable and don’t deserve such a privilege." WuFei spat out angrily as obsidian eyes burned in anger, unshed tears on the verge of being set free.

"You belong to me." Came Heero’s monotone.

"Like hell he doesn’t." Duo shouted from behind the two boys, Quatre and Trowa at either of his sides.

"You, this is all your fault." Heero said. WuFei saw the glint of a gun as Heero spun to face Duo, hand reaching for his gun. As Heero shot at Duo, WuFei tackled Heero unto the rug, his sword flying out of his grasp. He scampered up and raced over to Duo, who lay unmoving on the ground, only to have his foot snagged by Heero’s steel grip.

"Let go!" Quatre screamed as he raced to WuFei’s side, trying to pull WuFei’s foot from Heero’s grasp. It came free and the two of them fell backwards. Heero pulled out his gun, cobalt eyes cold and distant.

"If I can’t have him, then no one will. Forgive me." He said as he raised his gun and he pulled the trigger. WuFei cried out as the bullet hit its mark in his chest. Heero then raised the gun to his temple and pulled the trigger. Quatre and Trowa bowed their heads as Heero’s eyes shut, his own final tears gliding down his cheek. Trowa checked Duo as the boy stood up groggily.

"I thought Heero got you." Trowa said as he helped Duo sit up. Duo opened his shirt and pulled out his golden cross that he always wore. The bullet was lodged in the gold. Duo pulled it out with a grunt and the two boys went over to WuFei. The boy was bleeding from his chest, the crimson liquid staining his white shirt. The police came rushing in along with paramedics as they calmed the crowd and raced over to the huddle of boys in the shopping area.

"Wu, talk to me." Duo whispered as he cradled his love’s head in his arms. WuFei opened obsidian orbs filled with tears.

"You’re all right." He whispered as he coughed, pain shoving his body down.

"You can’t die, no." Duo whispered as he clung to WuFei, tears washing down his heart shapen face. WuFei smiled.

" I won’t. I married the god of death. I am required to stay by his side until he sees fit to end my life my love." WuFei whispered as he closed his eyes, his breathing coming in sure but labored intervals.

"We need to get him to the hospital before he loses too much blood." A paramedic said as she reached the scene. Duo looked up and saw Sally’s smiling face.

"You’ll take care of him? You’ll make sure that he won’t leave?" Duo asked as his grip tightened on WuFei’s hand.

"Of course. All 3 of you can ride in the ambulance with me." Sally said. They all lifted WuFei up and carried him unto a stretcher. WuFei opened an eye and looked over to where Heero lay. I understand, I forgive you, you deserved better. Paramedics approached Heero’s body and took him away.

End of chapter nine.

Takeo – Oi! Heero whacked himself.
Heero – OMAE O KOROSU! * whips out gun *
Takeo – Hell, two can play that game * whips out Sailor Saturn’s Glaive *
Heero – ^_^;; Sorry about that.
Duo – Shini the yoyo could have handled that. Is WuFei going to die? I don’t want him to die!
WuFei – Shut up Maxwell. Geez, I’ll die from all that wailing.
Takeo – Actually, Chibi Usa’s constant whining and complaining could kill a lot of people.
WuFei - ^_^’ true, true.