school adversary

Part 17

I woke up to the sight of Wufei's face hovering above mine, his body lying partially on top of mine, a small smile playing about his lips. I smiled happily at the sight, feeling warm and sleepy and just so safe and loved. It was the best morning I have ever experienced in my short life. "Hey sleepy. Feeling better this morning?" He asked me, his soft mouth barely a kiss away. I nodded and took the chance to do something I had wanted to do ever since I had realized I had feelings for him. I raised my head and gently placed my mouth on his. Wufei stiffened momentarily, then melted into the kiss, pressing more of his body against me. I moaned softly as his tongue traced my bottom lip slowly, gently prodding the soft entrance of my mouth. Just as his tongue slowly slid into my mouth, I heard the door open. Soon, the soft footfalls of a very small person pattered across the room, and the bed dipped down as a
slight weight was pressed on it. Wufei broke the kiss to look down the bed to where little Lena was
sitting patiently, waiting for us to notice her. She was looking incredibly smug this morning.
"Hey my little munchkin." I said, sitting up and grinning at her. This displaced Wufei slightly, as he had to role off half of my body. He sat up as well, finally looking at our little interruption. "Why so
happy?" I asked her. "Now you can be my brother for *real*" She said, bouncing up and down on the
bed happily. I looked at Wufei who was staring at mewith an equally gobsmacked expression.

"What?" I asked her, bewildered.

"Well, now that you and Wufei are getting married, you can be my real brother." She grinned at us, her freckled little nose scrunching up with delight. "Honey, what makes you think we're getting married?"
I asked her, confusion still adorning my face. "Because you two kithed." she said simply, now
sitting on my lap and looking at me like I was a little kid who had to be educated in the ways of life.
"Just because we kissed doesn't mean that we're going to get married little one." Said Wufei, looking extremely patient as he explained this to her. "But Quatre and Trowa kissed and they're going to get
married." She said, her face now falling into an expression of confusion. "Quatre and Trowa love each other very much honey." I said. "Don't you and Wufei love each other?" I looked at Wufei, trying to get my cue from him. He looked at me intently and simply said: "I love Duo more than life itself."

"What about Duo?" I heard a small voice say. "I love Wufei so much I could not exist without him."
Wufei's eyes darkened at this statement, and his hand moved up to softly caress my face. The
moment was broken by Relena. "So why don't you marry him then Duo?" I continued to look deeply into Wufei's eyes, letting the love I could see in his gaze reach out and enfold me. Then the vision of
another pair of eyes seemed to superimpose itself over his, and all I could see was deep prussian blue.
I looked at Lena and gave her the only reason I could think off that wouldn't actually be lying. "Because I'm not ready to get married my little one." Relena looked at me, her face downcast. "But then you won't be my brother." I lifted her up and got out of bed, swinging her around with me.

"I'll always be your brother munchkin." I told her, putting my hand on her bottom to support her weight as I carried her out to the kitchen. It was my turn to prepare breakfast, which meant we'd be having
pancakes again. With strawberry syrup. Wufei wandered out to watch me and entertain Relena
as I made the pancakes. Finally, they were ready and we sat down to eat the perfect pancakes that I had
made.

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I stared at Heero Yuy. He was sitting at the front of the class, frantically taking notes. We were learning about calculus at the moment, and I guess he was having a little trouble with it.
'Good' I thought to myself, smiling evilly. He deserved everything he got. I had had a little talk with Ben and John before, telling them that Duo had a little change of heart about the whole 'be nice to
worms' thing he had started to do. They had looked relieved at the news, as if they were worried Duo's
sanity had been slipping. That basically lifted the semi-restriction on worm taunting that the boys had
been following after Ben and John had been benched for almost raping one. I *had* let the two hoodlums know that any physical harassment would not be tolerated. I figured Duo wouldn't want things to go too far. Needless to say, it had made things for Heero Yuy slightly more unpleasant
than they had been before. Thinking of Heero brought my focus back to his neck, stretched over his desk as he bowed his head, working diligently. It made me sick when I remembered the way I used to think that he was handsome. That he was an intelligent man with honor. I felt so ashamed that I had been taken in by his suave good looks. To think that I had had a crush on him that had almost
rivaled my feelings for Duo. How I had wished to have both of them, make them solely mine. Duo's vibrant personality and brilliant intelligence, Heero's brooding personality and sophisticated intelligence. My crush on him had almost persuaded me to become a worm when I had thought my love for Duo would never be returned. As it was, I sat on the border of being either a worm or a jock. My sporting prowess deeming me to be a jock, while my affinity with study deemed me to a
worm. Most jocks looked past it as I was Duo's friend and Quatre's brother. How glad I was that I had never actively pursued Heero Yuy. I was glad that I didn't have my arm broken and my heart ripped out.

That thought made me feel guilty, but I pushed the guilt aside, knowing that I would do anything in my
power to make the hurt that Duo was feeling go away. So far, in this lesson nothing bad had happened to the largest worm in class, a.k.a Heero. That would not do, especially as Ben and John were sitting in the back row with me. Well, a few seats separated us, but you get the idea. They must be a little unsure as to whether or not I had meant what I had told them before. To dispel this confusion, I subtly picked off a piece of my eraser and flicked it at the exposed tan neck. It landed smack dab in the center, and then it rolled down the neck of Heero's shirt. He stopped writing, and turned to glare at the person who had thrown the offending object at him.

I smirked unrepentantly at him. It was a small measure of justice, but justice all the same. John and Ben took this as a definite sign, and from that point onwards, whenever the teacher's back was turned,
something was piffed at Heero. It seemed that the enforced abstinence from worm taunting had only pooled the boy's enthusiasm for the activity, as there efforts to annoy were truly stunning. Ben found a dead spider from somewhere, and managed to get that down Heero's shirt, presumably where my piece of eraser had gone. This had earned us all another glare, which was met by three matching expressions of evil delight. By lunch, I anticipated that Heero would be feeling very sorry for what he had done. It would not be enough though. It could never be enough.