Fire in the Hole Part 13
"Hey, sweetie," murmured Wufei in Duo's ear. "Wake up."
Duo grumbled back to consciousness. "Wufei..." he mumbled. "Oi. How'd your mission go?"
"Successful, as always." He kissed Duo's mouth. "Move over. I missed you."
"Oh, man... No, Wufei; I'm sick." He turned his head away. "You'll catch my cold."
"I never catch anything. C'mon, doll," he coaxed, running his hands over Duo's taut body.
"I really don't feel like it... Please..."
"Hn. Then you can just lie there and I'll do it all." A hint of exasperation tinged his quiet voice.
"Wufei... No... I'm tired..."
"I said I'd do it! Now be quiet."
"But --"
"Hush!" He clapped his hand over Duo's mouth, at the same time using his knee to spread his legs. "I don't feel like arguing," he whispered roughly. "I feel like having you. Stop whining."
Duo closed his eyes with a sigh. He was too exhausted to put up a fight. It wasn't worth it anyway; Wufei wasn't hurting him.
~*~
After breakfast Trowa went to the hanger to work on Heavyarms while Quatre went back upstairs to check on Duo, who had now missed four meals. Wufei remained in the kitchen, not at all in a good mood.
"Duo?"
"Mmmph."
"Are you feeling any better?"
"I dunno..." sighed Duo wearily. "Still feel like crap."
Quatre sat on the bed beside him. "Um... Wufei is growling and slamming things in the kitchen. He even spilled tea on himself."
Duo groaned, stretching his arms over his head, and slid down in the bed under the covers. "He's mad at me," was his muffled reply.
"Oh. Because of the mission?"
"No." He pulled the covers down for a moment to meet Quatre's kind blue eyes, then ducked back into the warm darkness. "He was horny when he came in last night. I didn't want to, but he did, so we did."
Quatre blinked. He didn't know what to say. He couldn't imagine Wufei doing anything like that; maybe Duo was exaggerating as he often did. Duo continued from the security of his nest.
"And this morning he wanted me and I said no again and he got mad and smacked me and did me anyway and... and this time he was rough and..." His voice dwindled away in a sigh as Quatre gasped in shock. "And it hurt..."
Quatre stroked his arm gently, his mind racing with confusion. "That doesn't sound like Wufei, any of it," he said faintly. "He must... have something else on his mind. I would never imagine that he would... would hurt you." A massive understatement, to be sure.
"Me neither." Duo rolled over and curled up with only his violet eyes showing. "I think it's the curse. Everyone I care about is either mad at me or dead." He squeezed his eyes shut. "I expect you and Trowa will be next. I'm kinda waiting for it," he whispered hoarsely.
"Oh, Duo, no! We're not angry with you, and I can't think of anything that could possibly change that!" He stroked Duo's tangled hair, his heart heavy. "It's not a curse, it's just life. Bad things happen to everyone. Things will change, I know they will."
"It's just... Everybody ends up hitting me, Quatre: Heero, Wufei, Professor G," Duo whispered thickly, turning his head against Quatre's gentle touch. "I really try to get it right, ya know," he said plaintively, "but I just keep fuckin' up. I don't wanna be a punchin' bag. Quatre..." His voice caught and he began to cry. "What the hell am I doin' wrong here? All I want is for someone to love me!"
Quatre gathered him into his arms, rocking him and making soothing noises. This definitely wasn't like Duo; it had to be the illness and not eating in a day and a half. ::Oh, he'll be mortified if anyone else finds out about this!:: "Poor thing," he murmured aloud. When he calmed down, Quatre would help him with a shower and bring him a tray and he'd feel much better with clean, brushed hair and a full stomach. Being sick was bad enough; being badly used even worse.
~*~
Outside Duo's door Heero clenched and unclenched his hands. His acute hearing made such eavesdropping painfully easy. He turned away sharply, blinking to clear the reddish haze from his vision.
::I'll kill him. I'll fuckin' KILL him!::
He stormed down the back stairs to the kitchen, the muscle tic in his cheek fluttering wildly.
TBC...
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