The Greatest of These
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16
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Chapter Nine
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“Damn phone!” Heero growled in much a different manner hours later as he and Relena sat in the kitchen, feeding each other dinner in their robes.
“Answer it,” Relena just smiled, her voice the soft purr she used whenever she wanted to seduce him, “I’ll be waiting in the shower.”
“Yeah,” he smiled in return as he watched his wife slip from the room, dropping her robe just inside the door frame and sending him a hungry glance just before leaving his sight. He groaned, stood, and crossed the kitchen to the video phone.
“Okay, what time is it on Earth?” Quatre’s pleasant features lit with a amusement as soon as he saw Heero answer the phone in his robe.
“Six,” Heero answered.
“And you’re still not dressed?” Quatre questioned, feigning innocence but lifting his eyebrows and flashing a smile that looked more like a smirk.
“Day off,” Heero smirked in return and emphasized it with a well satisfied sigh, “The twins are with Relena’s mother.”
“Ah, understood. I won’t keep you long. Let me guess, Relena’s in the shower?” The feral gleam in Heero’s eyes made Quatre laugh just before he became serious again. Heero felt a slight tinge of worry travel up his spine at the look on Quatre’s face. His words, however, canceled out the worry, “I just thought that you might want to know that Duo called us at three o’clock this morning. Woke up the baby. But, that’s beside the point. Anyway, Wu Fei showed up at his place last night. Sheira’s with him. Duo says the baby’s just fine, but Wu Fei is really sick. From how Duo described his condition, it really sounded as if Wu Fei should be going to a hospital. Duo said he refused to go to the hospital. Not that I don’t understand. Wu Fei’s been so wary of hospitals of any kind since Sally . . . Duo says he’ll take care of him.”
“Good.” Heero nodded in approval, “Duo will be able to take care of him. He knows when he’s out of his league. If he ever feels that Wu Fei’s life is really in danger they’ll be at the
hospital before Wu Fei even knows what’s hit him. Thanks for letting me know.”
“One more thing.” The worry crept up Heero’s back again at Quatre’s tone.
“What’s that?”
“Duo’s still in love with him.”
“Damn.” Heero winced. Duo had been his best friend for a very, very long time. He knew all about the love the American had for the strong Chinese man. He knew how much it hurt the American. So, Quatre knew Duo was in love Wu Fei. That would mean that Trowa knew Duo was in love with Wu Fei. Heero himself knew Duo was in love with Wu Fei. It seemed the only person who didn’t know Duo was in love with Wu Fei was Wu Fei.
“Yeah. I don’t understand it, either. If Wu Fei would just open up to him, even a little. They could make such a great match. They compliment each other so well. But, Duo won’t admit it for fear and Wu Fei is so stubborn and set in his beliefs. I worry for Duo, Heero. He’s had so much pain in his life already.”
“He doesn’t deserve to have his heart broken over Wu Fei.” Heero summarized.
“My thoughts exactly.”
“Do you think he will?” At times like these they all depended on the strong empathic link that Quatre shared with his fellow pilots.
“You know that the longer Wu Fei stays with Duo the stronger these feelings are going to
get. He’ll try to hide them, but he won’t be able to forever. One day he’s going to accidentally let it slip. And I . . . judging from the feelings I get off of him when he speaks about Wu Fei, the only thing Duo will be able to do if Wu Fei hurts him is break his heart over him.”
“Damn,” Heero whispered.
“Yes, I just hope he’ll be strong enough to pick up the pieces and move on if Wu Fei does reject him.”
“Me, too, Quatre.”
“But, for right now, he’s fine. He’s standing up to everything very well at the moment. So, don’t worry quite yet. Better go join Relena in the shower or she’ll be water logged by the time you get there. Have a nice night, Heero.”
“You too, Quatre.” They terminated contact at the same time and Heero climbed the stairs, thinking deeply on what Quatre had said. He didn’t want Duo to be hurt. No one deserved to be hurt like that twice in a lifetime. Guilt seized him again as it did occasionally when he thought of Duo.
“Finally,” Relena’s voice was low and seductive as he opened the door to the bathroom to find it already steamed, “I thought you’d never get here.” She pulled aside the curtain just enough to give him tantalizing hints of her body. Seeing his face, she almost faltered, but knew exactly what he needed and didn’t, “Now . . . forget whatever you’re thinking about, get naked, and get in here before I have to drag you in.”
Heero smiled and did just that.
“Damn phone!” Heero growled in much a different manner hours later as he and Relena sat in the kitchen, feeding each other dinner in their robes.
“Answer it,” Relena just smiled, her voice the soft purr she used whenever she wanted to seduce him, “I’ll be waiting in the shower.”
“Yeah,” he smiled in return as he watched his wife slip from the room, dropping her robe just inside the door frame and sending him a hungry glance just before leaving his sight. He groaned, stood, and crossed the kitchen to the video phone.
“Okay, what time is it on Earth?” Quatre’s pleasant features lit with a amusement as soon as he saw Heero answer the phone in his robe.
“Six,” Heero answered.
“And you’re still not dressed?” Quatre questioned, feigning innocence but lifting his eyebrows and flashing a smile that looked more like a smirk.
“Day off,” Heero smirked in return and emphasized it with a well satisfied sigh, “The twins are with Relena’s mother.”
“Ah, understood. I won’t keep you long. Let me guess, Relena’s in the shower?” The feral gleam in Heero’s eyes made Quatre laugh just before he became serious again. Heero felt a slight tinge of worry travel up his spine at the look on Quatre’s face. His words, however, canceled out the worry, “I just thought that you might want to know that Duo called us at three o’clock this morning. Woke up the baby. But, that’s beside the point. Anyway, Wu Fei showed up at his place last night. Sheira’s with him. Duo says the baby’s just fine, but Wu Fei is really sick. From how Duo described his condition, it really sounded as if Wu Fei should be going to a hospital. Duo said he refused to go to the hospital. Not that I don’t understand. Wu Fei’s been so wary of hospitals of any kind since Sally . . . Duo says he’ll take care of him.”
“Good.” Heero nodded in approval, “Duo will be able to take care of him. He knows when he’s out of his league. If he ever feels that Wu Fei’s life is really in danger they’ll be at the
hospital before Wu Fei even knows what’s hit him. Thanks for letting me know.”
“One more thing.” The worry crept up Heero’s back again at Quatre’s tone.
“What’s that?”
“Duo’s still in love with him.”
“Damn.” Heero winced. Duo had been his best friend for a very, very long time. He knew all about the love the American had for the strong Chinese man. He knew how much it hurt the American. So, Quatre knew Duo was in love Wu Fei. That would mean that Trowa knew Duo was in love with Wu Fei. Heero himself knew Duo was in love with Wu Fei. It seemed the only person who didn’t know Duo was in love with Wu Fei was Wu Fei.
“Yeah. I don’t understand it, either. If Wu Fei would just open up to him, even a little. They could make such a great match. They compliment each other so well. But, Duo won’t admit it for fear and Wu Fei is so stubborn and set in his beliefs. I worry for Duo, Heero. He’s had so much pain in his life already.”
“He doesn’t deserve to have his heart broken over Wu Fei.” Heero summarized.
“My thoughts exactly.”
“Do you think he will?” At times like these they all depended on the strong empathic link that Quatre shared with his fellow pilots.
“You know that the longer Wu Fei stays with Duo the stronger these feelings are going to
get. He’ll try to hide them, but he won’t be able to forever. One day he’s going to accidentally let it slip. And I . . . judging from the feelings I get off of him when he speaks about Wu Fei, the only thing Duo will be able to do if Wu Fei hurts him is break his heart over him.”
“Damn,” Heero whispered.
“Yes, I just hope he’ll be strong enough to pick up the pieces and move on if Wu Fei does reject him.”
“Me, too, Quatre.”
“But, for right now, he’s fine. He’s standing up to everything very well at the moment. So, don’t worry quite yet. Better go join Relena in the shower or she’ll be water logged by the time you get there. Have a nice night, Heero.”
“You too, Quatre.” They terminated contact at the same time and Heero climbed the stairs, thinking deeply on what Quatre had said. He didn’t want Duo to be hurt. No one deserved to be hurt like that twice in a lifetime. Guilt seized him again as it did occasionally when he thought of Duo.
“Finally,” Relena’s voice was low and seductive as he opened the door to the bathroom to find it already steamed, “I thought you’d never get here.” She pulled aside the curtain just enough to give him tantalizing hints of her body. Seeing his face, she almost faltered, but knew exactly what he needed and didn’t, “Now . . . forget whatever you’re thinking about, get naked, and get in here before I have to drag you in.”
Heero smiled and did just that.