Chapter 2 / 10
Written by Jessi Maxwell - send C&C to Megami_no_Remon@hotmail.com
It had been two months since Duo had crashed. His hospitalization had bored him near to tears. His arm had healed nicely, and he would eventually regain a full range of motion. His legs hadn't been as bad as had been feared on the crash site, and Duo could walk with the help of braces and crutches.
For Duo, the worst injury was the loss of his eyes. His sight never returned after his accident. Being blind was something foreign and scary to the Deathscythe pilot, who had always taken a great joy in visual things, from television to fine art to the graffiti he occasionally painted on the others' Gundams. But, seeing as he couldn't do anything about it, he was learning to adjust.
He still needed a lot of help, and mostly stayed in bed. He was amazed at how much his other senses had sharpened. One of the other pilots was always close by. Duo enjoyed the time spent with Quatre and Wufei the best; Quatre would always find a joke or a story to tell that would brighten Duo's day, and Wufei would help in his own way to attempt to cheer him up. Wufei and Trowa had even begun trying to teach Duo to read Braille, so he would be able to have some form of entertainment. Quatre had gone out and bought every CD he could think of that Duo might like. Heero didn't seem to want any part of it, and paid Duo absolutely no mind at all, even less than he had before Duo's accident.
Duo was in a pretty good mood. Wufei had been elected to stay with him today, and the other three were out on missions. Duo was still as chatty as ever, even though he really hadn't gone anywhere nor done anything at all recently. He would talk about anything he could think of. Wufei didn't mind, as long as the braided bishounen was smiling. Wufei admired him, actually. He doubted he would have the strength to smile if he were in Duo's position. Even now, Duo never ceased to amaze him.
Duo was currently singing and dancing as well as he could while lying in bed to some rock and roll music. Wufei shook his head and settled back in a big, overstuffed armchair to read his book. For some reason, the talking and singing and incessant *noise* that always came from Duo Maxwell wasn't so bad, was almost *welcome* these days.
Wufei flipped through the pages of his book, reading slowly, occasionally turning back to reread some part or another. He jumped slightly when Duo suddenly flipped off his music and grinned. "Whatcha readin', Fei-chan?" he asked cheerily.
Wufei smirked. "Actually, I'm reading a cookbook so I can cook us something halfway decent tonight."
"Sugoi! Whatever it is, make me double! I'm starved!" Duo said with a wide grin. Wufei watched Duo for a long moment. It was somewhat disconcerting to see those violet eyes never focused on anything, always staring at nothing, never following a movement. Duo noticed Wufei's pause. "Somethin’ wrong, Fei-chan?" he asked softly. Wufei sighed softly.
"No, Duo. Just thinking."
"Come sit down over here, Fei...would ya?" Duo asked quietly, an unsure look on his face. Wufei complied, and felt Duo's hands reach out to touch him. Wufei managed to keep his breath steady as Duo's hands ran across his chest, giving him a sense of where Wufei was and how he was facing. Duo smiled, and Wufei cursed himself mentally. <What are you thinking, Wufei no baka? You *know* Duo isn't making a pass at you! Hentai! > Wufei scowled, and made a surprised noise when he felt Duo's fingers brush across his face.
"Ne, Wufei...what's with the faces?" he asked quietly.
"When did you get so good at reading people?" Wufei grumbled softly, not really upset. Duo flashed him a huge grin.
"Quatre taught me! Sorta kinda." Duo replied. "So, what's up with the face? Is it me, did I...do somethin’?"
Wufei rapidly shook his head. "No, no not at all...I'm just mentally chiding myself...I was thinking about something I shouldn't have been." Wufei said, his hand resting on Duo's shoulder. Duo laughed.
"Oh, I see! You were thinking about screwing me silly, weren't ya?" Wufei almost choked.
"M...Maxwell! How...What gave you that idea?"
Duo grinned. "Nothing. Just felt like saying it..." Wufei blinked as Duo sat up, his face not far away from Wufei's. "Not that I'd mind..." he whispered softly.
Wufei almost swallowed his tongue. "M...D...Duo, isn't that a bit...forward?" he said, shocked. Duo just laughed softly.
"Forward? Well...it's the only way I can be. I spent a week trying to think of some way to put it besides coming right out and saying it...and this was all that came up. There aren't many avenues open to me if I'm stuck here all day, ya know?"
Wufei couldn't believe it. This was definitely *not* what he had expected to happen. Not at all! Of course...he had lusted over the braided bishounen for a long time, fantasized about what it would be like to make love to him, to...
Wufei's thoughts were interrupted when Duo leaned even closer. "D...Duo, I mean...this isn't...what..." Duo slid a finger over Wufei's lips.
"Fei?" he asked softly.
"Nani, Duo?" Wufei managed.
"Shut up and kiss me."