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Death and the Clown (2x3)

 

    Duo’s eyes snapped open. Sweat poured down his face, soaking his cloths and plastering his bangs against his forehead. He tried to move but his mind was suddenly flooded by a wave of pain. Sinking into his pillow he forced himself not to groan, he was used to pain, true, but even he thought that what he was going through was over-doing it.

 With a deep breath he forced himself into a sitting position and slowly, VERY slowly managed to move to the edge of the bed. He was dressed in a large green t-shirt and a pair of black jogging shorts, and with a wave of relief he spotted his usual priest’s garb folded on a chair across the room. The area he was in felt like a trailer and definitely LOOKED like one but he wasn’t stupid enough to wait around and find out what they wanted with him.

 With a single push he slid off the bed and inhaled sharply causing air to hiss between his teeth as he did. He just barely grabbed the edge of the bed as his left knee buckled. Little black dots danced over his vision but he blinked rapidly forcing them away.

 Gritting his teeth he made reaching his cloths his whole mission and very carefully made his way to them. Gently he worked the T-shirt off so as to not rip the bandages from his right arm and chest. He was just trying to slip the white undershirt over his head when he heard the door shut, and momentarily forgetting his injuries, whirled around to see who it was.

 Only, his rapid movements had unsavory side-effects, for a split second everything went black and when it returned he found himself being held by a set of strong arms and as the face in front of him cleared up he recognized Trowa’s green-eyed gaze.

 More then confused he frowned, “Trowa? What are…? Where…? What happened…?”

 Trowa’s face didn’t change. “You should lie down.”

 Duo’s frown deepened and he pulled away, making himself stand on his own two feet despite the pain. “What happened?”

 Trowa leaned against the wall, his arms crossed over his chest. “You crashed.”

 Duo blinked in surprise, “Crashed… Is Deathscythe alright?”

 Trowa’s eyebrow rose slightly. “You must have hit your head harder than I thought.” He pushed away from the wall. “Deathscythe is fine. You were flying an OZ mobile suit.”

 Duo wasn’t sure if he should be even more confused, or if he should be relieved that it wasn’t his Gundam. “What was I doing piloting an OZ mobile suit?”

Trowa had moved to straighten a picture frame but at that he glanced up sharply.“You don’t remember your mission?”

Duo shrugged and moved back to where his cloths laid, taking his time as he tried to slip the undershirt on.“Look Tro-man, I have no idea what’s going on and seeing as you talk about as much as Heero… Well unless it’s to Quatre that is… I’ll have to wait a good forty or fifty years before I get the full story from you.So, don’t mind me if I get out of here and find someone a little more talkative.If nothing else, I can at least get Wufei to tell me all of the mistakes I made.”

He stopped fighting with his undershirt as he felt a light hand on his shoulder.“Duo.Everyone agreed it would be best if you got your rest here.”

Duo shot Trowa a dark look, clutching his shirt angrily, “Everyone huh?Don’t I get a say in this?”

He was more than a little surprised at the force behind Trowa’s ‘No’ and it must have shown because the gree-eyed pilot cleared his throat and Duo could have sworn he saw a blush tainting his cheeks.“Duo you’ve been out for a week.Sally had nearly pronounced that you were in a coma and that you’d never wake up.”

Duo laughed harshly as he went back to trying to get his undershirt on.“Betcha that little news brightened everyone’s day.Too bad I had to go and wake up and ruin everyone’s fun.”

“Don’t talk like that!”

Duo’s head snapped up sending a wave of dizziness spiking though his head and once again it was Trowa’s strong arm that kept him upright.Once more he forced himself to stand up, eyeing Catherine who had apparently just entered.“Why shouldn’t I, it’s the truth?”

Catherine’s eyes flashed in anger.“It is not the truth.Quatre was here until Iria dragged him away to rest and go to a Wedding and Heero was here for three days until he got a mission.And Wufei just went on his usual meditation run.And Trowa hasn’t left your side for more than four or five hours ALL week.”

Duo eyed her suspiciously, “Why would he do that?”He laughed again but it was a bitter laugh, “It’s not like he has a crush on me or anything.Now will you get out of my way.”

Catherine glared at him.“Are you going out in your shorts?”

Duo glared right back, grabbing his cloths, “Yes!”

A soft voice stopped him.“Sally wants to look you over before you go.”Looking up Duo was surprised to see the amount of concern he saw in Trowa’s eye.

Biting his lip he shrugged, “I guess I may stay…”

“May stay?!Look kid, you are going to stay.Too many people are worried about you…”

Duo whirled to face her.“Look why…?”He stopped short as his eyesight blackened.He didn’t remember falling but when he reopened his eyes (he didn’t remember closing them) he was on the floor, his head in Trowa’s lap and a wet cloth on his forehead.

“Trowa?”His throat and mouth felt like they were full of cotton balls.He struggled to sit up but a bronze hand came out of nowhere and gently but firmly, pressed him back down.Sifting his eyes, not daring to move his head, he smiled crookedly at the owner of the arm.“Wu-man, where’d you come from?”He coughed slightly and was startled to see that the Shenlong pilot’s eyes were wet.“Wufei, are you crying?”

He was expecting the Chinese pilot to yell or rant or something but he was ill prepared for the tiny smile and the soft, ‘baka’.

Duo would have questioned Wufei’s actions but he suddenly felt himself hoisted into the air.Without thinking he put his arms around Trowa’s neck to keep from falling.“Trowa!Put me down… I can walk by…”His mind dimmed for a second and his vision once again darkened but he fought it and managed to hang on.

Feeling someone brush his bangs from his forehead he fought harder and was back to reality in time to hear a heated argument between four voices he’d grown to know as well as his own.He would have tried to sit up but after what had happened to him, he figured that would probably be a bad idea.So carefully he turned his head to take in his fellow pilots.

Heero’s fists were clenched, “Of course I care about him Wufei, he’s my best friend, but if we take him to a hospital it won’t do any good except to let OZ catch him.”

Wufei literally growled, “Best Friend?!Yah right,Yuy.You treat him worse then anyone else.You probably WANT him to die!”

Quatre bravely stepped in-between the warring parties, “Please stop.It’s…”

Almost immediately they turned on him.

“Why did you leave?”

“You always say he’s like your brother Winner, would it have been so terrible to miss your sister’s wedding?”

Before anyone could continue Trowa spoke up quietly from where he stood.“If anyone is truly to blame, it’s me.I was supposed to cover him and I did not.”
Silence.

It grew so thick in the room that Duo did the only thing he could think of.He sprung out of bed, a grin on his face while his mind repeated ‘bad idea, VERY bad idea’, over and over again and his lips said, “Hey guys it’s SO nice to know you care.”

None of them moved but when they did it was Wufei and Heero giving him dark glares, Quatre a concerned look and Trowa, actually rushed to his side.

“Duo.Sally said you have to rest.”He shook his head at Trowa’s words.

“No.”

Heero actually growled like an animal, but Duo pulled away from Trowa to walk up to the soldier and poke a finger into his chest.“Pain be damned!There is no way in Hell I’m going to let the only four people, who I care about and who happen to be alive at the moment, go ahead and kill each other over someone as stupid as I am!I don’t give a shit whether I live or die and neither should you.We’re soldiers and up until now the only one I even thought cared about me was Quatre.The rest of you I THOUGHT were smart enough to not give a shit, but I guess I was wrong.”

Silence again, but this time, from the looks on the other’s faces it was from shock.

Quatre’s hand covered his heart.“Duo you don’t mean that.”

“Yes I do, Q.The world would be a better place if it’s never heard of Duo Maxwell.”

“Don’t say that.”

Once more he looked over at Trowa, the ‘silent clown’ who NEVER displayed so much emotion.In fact no one except Quatre really did.Frowning slightly he moved over to the windowsill, and eyed them all wearily.“What’s gotten into you guys anyway?”

Wufei folded his arms over his chest defiantly, “What are you talking about Maxwell?”

Duo sighed, “I’ve been hurt before, all of us have, so what’s with the personality enhancements?Why the sudden display of worry for me when none of you except Quatre ever showed any concern when I was hurt before?”

Trowa spoke quietly, “You’ve never been hurt as badly as you were and none of us thought you’d wake up.”

“THAT is no way for a soldier to live!”

Heero nodded in agreement with Wufei’s statement.

Duo felt the change he usually felt during battle.His whole body seemed to cool and everything seemed to come into sharper focus.It was what he referred to as ‘Death Mode’ or Shinigami; basically a survival tactic he’d gained as a child on the streets.“Ah, I see.”His voice was low, deep… deadly.“You saw it happen to me and it made you realize it could happen to you too.So you were forced to admit you’re afraid of something.You aren’t concerned about me, you’re concerned about yourselves… if I pull out of this okay, it means you have a chance to as well.”

Any pain he’d been experiencing was forgotten as he moved back to the chair with his cloths and pulled on his white undershirt, ripping the stitches in his arm as he did.Before anyone could move he was dressed in his priest garb once more.Without a backwards glance he left the trailer, not bothering to slam the door, he was too far beyond that…

His senses were so heightened that he heard the soft, hurried footfalls a few yards behind him and he merged with the shadows and waited until his tracker was right next to him before jumping out and pinning him to a nearby tree.His violet eyes narrowed as he looked into green eyes, but his mind was released from his ‘Death Mode’ state when firm lips covered his in a firm, passion-filled kiss.A quick tongue gently urged his mouth open before playing with his own in a way that made him groan.

In disappointment Duo felt the lips pull away.But Trowa’s soft words forced his eyes open.

“Duo, the reason I was worried, wasn’t because I was afraid for myself.I was afraid for you.So were the others but for different reasons.”Trowa’s hand rose to caress his cheek softly.“Quatre feels for you as a brother would, Heero is your best friend and Wufei both respects and feels protective of you, almost as a father would at times.”

Duo’s heartbeat quickened slightly, “And what about you?”

Tenderness was the only word to describe Trowa’s next kiss.“I care deeply for you, but how deep it goes I’m uncertain.”

Duo grinned crookedly, remembering how often he’d wished the Heavyarms pilot would even LOOK in his direction.“Tro-man, I think I love you… but in this day and age no one REALLY knows what love is so… I can’t be certain…”He pulled away slightly, “I should go apologize to the guys.I wasn’t exactly being fair, after all you guys are about the only ‘real’ family I have.”

He barely took a step in the trailer’s direction when he collapsed, only a few things really registered.It was like sleeping with his eyes open.He was dimly aware of Trowa carrying him back to the trailer, slight commotion, Sally’s voice, Iria’s, Heero’s, Wufei’s, Quatre and a warm hand never leaving his shoulder.

He knew he’d fallen asleep because he felt himself wake up.Whether he’d been out for a few minutes, hours, days or weeks he wasn’t sure but as his eyes opened he found himself able to admire a sleeping Trowa.

But not for long, because as if he sensed Duo’s eyes on him he woke up, blinking emerald eyes that Duo suddenly knew he could happily drowned in.Smiling softly he squeezed the hand that lay in his own, “Good Morning.”

Trowa sat up, the sides of his mouth quirking upward.“I could get used to that.”

“What?”

“To waking up next to you and hearing ‘Good Morning’ from your lips.”

Grinning he pulled Trowa down for a simple kiss until a polite cough in the doorway caused him to pull away and eye the four people at the door.“Hey guys, Sally.Nice to see you.”

Sally smiled as she moved to his side.“Welcome back to the land of the living Duo.How are you feeling?”

“Tired, but not too bad.How long have I been out?”

“A couple of days but you’ll be fine now that the worst is past.That is if you stay in bed and rest.”

Before Duo could challenge Sally’s words Trowa spoke up.“Oh, I think I can keep him in bed, whether or not he’ll get any rest is something I can’t promise you.”

Duo’s jaw dropped and his cheeks colored.“I… Tro…uh…”

Wufei laughed.“At last, Duo struck speechless.Miracles do happen.”