Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Behind the Scenes ❯ Chapter 9

[ P - Pre-Teen ]

Title: Behind the Scenes 9 out of ?

Author: C-Chan2 a.k.a. Neptunesdemon

Archive: WufeiDuoyoaiML, Fanfiction.net, any others just ask

Category: Romance

Pairings: 2+5/5+2

Ratings: PG-13 (a cuss word and very watery lime bit)

Spoilers: None

Warnings: Yaoi, AU, OOC

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Author's Note: Please don't kill me! I'm sorry, so very sorry, that this took me so long to update. It's not entirely my fault. I had moved to New Mexico and there was stuff there that had stalled me. I tried to update, but then my dad took the internet away from me because I had a MySpace page and could easily be tricked by those evil internet sexual predators. As if I didn't have enough sense in my head to be careful. I'm nineteen for Christ's sake! Anywho, ranting cut short, I just moved back to New York where I have internet freedom and the chance to update. So, I give you the well awaited for chapter nine. I hope you like it.

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Three friends sat once again at a familiar table, located in a familiar restaraunt, though their gathering wasn't as similar to the last time they were here. There was silence and an odd tension that hung over that particular table, the buzzing of the restaraunt seeming to have no effect in lifting away the uncomfortable aura. Their food had already been ordered, but it would seem that Quatre was the only one willing to eat. That was only because he was trying his best to ignore the tension that was mostly shared between his lover and friend.

The two sat across from each other, their food untouched. Well, at least Trowa's was untouched. Wufei had touched his, but was merely pushing it around the plate, revealing his obvious nervousness. Ebony eyes risked glancing up from his plate and he was met by a stoic face and sharp green eyes that looked at him in an unsettling manner. His gaze was quickly returned to his lunch, while he took to spearing at his food over and over again.

Quatre's mouth opened to try and start some sort of conversation, or at least figure out what the hell was going, but Trowa's gaze slowly diverted in his direction. The cold look caused him to snap his jaw shut with an audible click. He returned to his food, finding it the best thing to do. It would be in his best interest that he didn't get involved.

Trowa's eyes then returned to staring at his best friend, who had yet to look at him again. He would admit, he was quite upset with the Chinese man. He and Quatre had returned from the Caribbean and Trowa had confronted Wufei. He hadn't forgotten about the anonymous man that had answered Wufei's phone and he had been determined to find out just what was going on. However, it would seem that he would do no such thing.

Wufei had pulled the "your my best friend" crap and had said he'd tell him in time. Trowa was having none of it, so he had out right demanded to know what the hell was going on. Wufei had refused to tell him and an argument had ensued. That had ended with Wufei screaming for Trowa to butt out and they had parted ways on a bad note; for two months.

Trowa had never fought with Wufei before and this fight had upset him more than he'd admit. Sure, he showed it, but he would never word his feelings. At least not until he made Wufei sweat. It was the Chinese man's idea that he bring Trowa and Quatre out to lunch to apologize and his blond-haired lover had eagerly accepted.

Though he wasn't exactly thrilled that this was happening, Trowa had come. It was time they made amends, but he was still miffed. Wufei had some explaining to do and he didn't want an apology, nor would he accept one, until the Asian man came clean.

Quatre cleared his throat to catch their attention and the two friends looked to him. Trowa's face continued to lack any expression, but Wufei's held a grateful look for the distraction. Quatre gently smiled at them, as he stood from his seat, aware of Wufei's confused expression.

"Excuse me.", he told the two, pushing in his chair, "I have to go to the restroom."

His eyes locked with Trowa's, wordlessly relaying the message that he was giving them their privacy, and his banged lover nodded in thanks. Then with a brighter smile directed at Wufei, he was off, leaving the both of them alone.

With Quatre gone, they turned to stare at each other, Trowa's arms crossing over his chest as he leaned back into his chair. Wufei had begun to bite his lip in nervousness and Trowa thought it best he get to the point.

"I thought he hurt you?"

The words startled Wufei and he jumped, his fork dropping from his plate to clatter against his plate. Trowa noted the reaction, but didn't let up. His gaze continued to bore into Wufei, coaxing his friend into conversation by intmidation. Wufei was stunned by the words. Trowa hadn't talked to him since their fight two weeks ago and now when he chose to, he had been quite blunt and to the point.

"What?", was all he could manage.

Trowa shrugged, his eyes never leaving Wufei.

"The guy you were with while I was on vacation.", Trowa clarified, "It's obvious you two are back together again. I was just curious as to why. I thought he had hurt you."

"He didn't hurt me.", Wufei softly corrected him, "Why would you think that?"

"I don't know.", Trowa answered with another shrug, "Maybe it has to do with the fact that you never told me why you had been crying for two hours straight. I mean, you weren't ready to tell me."

Wufei cringed inwardly at the cold and sharp words. Trowa was definately upset with him and Trowa was rarely upset. If he was lucky, he would be able to salvage their friendship that he had almost ruined.

"Are you ready now?", his friend was asking, pulling Wufei from his thoughts.

Wufei paused to think about the question. There was no way that he was ready to tell Trowa about his recent love affair, or rather his current affair, with Hollywood A-list star, Duo Maxwell. Hell, he was still stunned himself. Before the star had left the day following their night, and day, of passion, he and the actor had talked.

They had talked of Duo's past relationship with Heero, which had ended on a mutual note, as well as the actor's recent relationship with Relena Dorian. The actor had admitted that at first he had been attracted to Relena, but now it had waned. He was beginning to see her more as a sister. However, he also knew that a relationship with Relena would help him look good in the public's eye.

Duo assured him that he would eventually draw that relationship to an end as well, he just needed a little time. The Asian man was reluctant to agree to having anything with Duo Maxwell, but after having basically given in and sleeping with the man, he figured he might as well. He was in too deep now to try and push Duo away again.

"I'll take your silence as a no.", Trowa muttered, looking away from his friend, obviously upset.

"Trowa.", it got the banged man's attention, "I'm sorry. I should have told you. I am in some sort of relationship."

"Some sort of relationship?", Trowa repeated, an eyebrow quirked in mild interest, "What the hell is that supossed to mean?"

"Well. . . it's complicated.", Wufei offered haphazardly.

There was some silence on Trowa's part, in which the green-eyed man merely stared at his friend. Wufei sat there unsure if he should try and say anything, even though his friend's staring was making him oddly nervous. He could never really tell what Trowa was thinking half of the time, though Wufei swore that the taller man could read his mind when he wanted to.

The smile Trowa gave him raised goosebumps on his skin. Whenever Trowa smiled like that, it couldn't be good.

"Oh, I get it.", his friend finally said, leaning back in his chair again, "You're the other woman."

"Trowa!"

Trowa couldn't help but laugh at Wufei's frowning face, which also held a blush of what had to be embarrassment.

"I'm sorry.", he was apologizing, though he was still laughing, before he was correcting himself, "Other man."

"Trowa, it's not funny.", Wufei groaned, his head dropping down to the table to hide his face.

Trowa easily reached across the table to lift it again, and he offered his friend a gentle smile. As fun as it was to tease Wufei, and as much as the Asian man tried his best to hide how much it affected him, Trowa knew when to stop. He could always start back again later.

"The night you were crying was the night you found out?", Trowa was asking.

"Not really.", Wufei mumbled, straightening in his chair, "It's kind of hard to explain."

He stopped to play with his food a little, before ebony eyes were looking up shyly to his best friend, who was sitting patiently for him to start again.

"You're not mad at me about it?", he asked carefully.

Trowa only snorted, his arms crossing over his chest, once again leaning back comfortably.

"Why would I be mad?", he asked in lieu of an answer.

"Well, because I'm probably breaking up a happy relationship.", Wufei meekly answered.

"How happy can he be if he's seeing you?", he asked rehtorically, "Look, Fei, I'll admit I'm a little disappointed, but if you're happy with this guy then there's not much I can say. Are you happy?"

"Yes.", Wufei answered, and Trowa shrugged.

"Then by all means have fun. I just have one question though."

Wufei waited patiently for it as Trowa studied him further, glad that they had basically made up. He had no idea what he would have done if he and Trowa had ended their friendship.

"Why are you putting up with being the other woman?", Trowa asked him.

Wufei froze at the question, not exactly sure what he could answer to it. He had feared that Trowa would disapprove, and the man had said he was somewhat disappointed in him, but it seemed that he really had no problem. What if Trowa suddenly had a change of heart? That's when his friend grinned at him, and Wufei was nervous for an entirely different reason.

"It's the sex isn't it?", Trowa was laughing, Wufei's face blushing yet again.

Wufei could only sink down into his chair as Trowa's laughter and teasing brought them some attention from neighboring diners. He decided now was the best time to check out the dessert menu, using it to hide his face. Alright, so Trowa had a point. The sex was good. Oh, who was he kidding? It was fucking fantastic, but Trowa didn't have to tease him about it.

The menu was snatched out of his hand and Wufei glared at his friend, who had finally stopped torturing him. Trowa offered him a sincere smile as Wufei sat up in his chair again, trying his best not to look at those patrons who were still staring at them.

"Good sex aside.", Trowa began, getting serious once again, "It's because you love him isn't it?"

Trowa didn't need Wufei to answer him, he saw it in the smile his friend offered him. It was nice to see Wufei happy. Lord knows he needed someone in his life, all those damn books couldn't substitute a companion and the two of them were only friends. He was actually quite happy for his friend.

He glanced up to find Quatre walking back in their direction, and he figured that they should bring the conversation to an end.

"Just promise me you'll be careful", he told Wufei, who frowned in confusion.

"You're not going to ask me his name, or even suggest that you meet him?", Wufei asked, not quite sure if he should trust this unfamiliar side of his friend.

Although he was the least bit curious, Trowa thought it best to shake his head no.

"It'll happen.", he assured Wufei with a small smile, "When you're ready."

Quatre chose that moment to flop back down in his seat, looking between the two with a pleased smile. He knew that they needed their privacy and he was glad that he had allowed them some space. Although, he had been worried as to what would have actually happened. He knew that Wufei was his lover's best and probably only friend, and if the two hadn't made up, he would have been crushed for Trowa.

He could tell that wasn't the case as the two were smiling at each other, an obvious secret having passed between them. He huffed at that. He was never let in on their secrets. He brushed it aside, however. He'd try to squeeze it out of them later, but at the moment he was still hungry and his lover and his friend had yet to touch their food.

"We did come here to have lunch.", he reminded them, picking up his fork, "The faster we finish is the fatser we can get to dessert."

The two agreed and took to eating their food, Quatre smiling brightly as things had returned to normal.

"I hope everything turns out well.", the well wish was directed to Wufei, who looked at Trowa with a smile.

"I can only hope so."

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Heero watched as Duo impatiently paced about the large den area, one hand twisting his braid and the other holding his cell phone. It was obvious to know just who Duo was waiting on to call him, and Heero could only smirk at his friend. Duo had returned from California two months ago a much happier man and the Japanese actor knew exactly way. Especially after Duo had given him a detailed retelling of his trip to New York.

It was obvious to see that Duo Maxwell was in love and Heero was happy for him, but there was a problem in all this. Relena was still in the picture and Heero knew that Duo was now actually dating Wufei. His frequent trips to New York were evidence of this and Heero couldn't help but be concerned.

He had no idea what Duo's intentions were. Was he going to eventually leave Relena or would he stay with her and risk a tabloid scandal? Though Heero was pretty sure that if Duo broke up with the actress, it would attract a lot more unwanted attention at a faster pace. Though he didn't agree with what he was doing to either Wufei or Relena, it was probably a safer route with Duo's career.

He looked up to his friend, who now was nervously chewing on the end of his braid, and he sighed. He had in his right mind to be the least bit jealuos. Duo had never acted in such a way when they had had their time together. Then again, though he and Duo claimed to be in love, they had always known that the love they shared wasn't romantic.

The phone rang and Heero snorted as Duo eagerly answered it, his face brightening instantly. The braided star had it bad. As his freind went about talking, Heero decided to turn on the tv to distract himself from Duo's rambling. He was easily interrupted just as he found something worth watching.

"Heero!"

He grunted in answer to Duo's call, patiently waiting for the man to continue.

"You're shooting a movie in Jersey next week, right?", Duo asked him, his face desperate.

Lord, it was worst than he thought. Now Heero was going to be used as an accessory to this love triangle.

"Yes. I'll ask my agent to book a ticket for you as well.", Heero muttered, ignoring Duo's giant grin of relief.

"I'll see you next week then.", Duo was talking into the phone, "I'll meet you at the bookstore. Then maybe we can head back to your place? I've missed you, baby, I can't help myself."

Heero could only roll his eyes, take the tv off and stand to leave the room. He couldn't take it anymore, as adorable as the two were, it was also sickening. Either way, he did wish them luck. They were going to need it.

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And they did have luck for quite a while. Duo would fly out to New York with some excuse or the other, and Wufei would easily sidestep Trowa and especially Quatre. There really was no chance that the two would be caught by his friends, since they were usally in Wufei's apartment, after a low key outing. No one really visited Wufei's apartment, as the man was usually at Trowa and Quatre's.

However, at the moment Wufei was home, snuggled up comfortably between Duo and his stuffed panda. He was sure if the panda had been able to, it would be blushing at the moment, as the two had only just finished having a bit of bedroom fun. It had happened after their return from a night out at the movies. Duo had promised Heero he would take Wufei to see his new movie, as the Japanese actor now considered Wufei his number one fan.

It was proven by the many movie posters and memorabilia that now decorated Wufei's room. They all were of Heero's past movies, even a few props and pieces of sets. Wufei hadn't shown it, but he had been estatic about receiving them. He now had an idea of what it must be like to be Quatre, as Heero Yuy was becoming his favorite star. Well, second favorite at least. His favorite actor was now beside him, running a hand through Wufei's loose locks. The actor's heavy sigh had Wufei looking up to him and the chestnut-locked celebrity offered him a grin.

"Well, I can go for another round.", Duo announced happily, Wufei's face flushing a deep red, "How about you?"

Before he could even object, Wufei found himself pressed into the mattress, his lips locked happily with Duo's. He had to admit, a second round sounded like a very good idea. His gasp had Duo easily plunging his tongue into his mouth, as the actor had teasingly pressed his hips into him, showing Wufei that it felt like a good idea as well.

The sound of the door buzzer had them pulling apart and the two looked out the open bedroom door in confusion. There was soon a knock and Wufei gently pushed Duo off of him, the two waiting to see if whoever it was would think he wasn't home and leave.

"Fei!", a voice called with another buzz to the door, "Open up, it's me Trowa!"

"Crap!", Wufei swore standing from the bed.

He searched around the room frantically for his boxers, or anything to cover himself up with. He could stall by not opening the door, but Trowa had a spare and wouldn't hesitate to use it.

"Wufei?"

The ebony haired man looked to Duo, who had yet to stand from the bed and he nearly had a heart attack. Duo couldn't be here, he had to go now!

"Why the hell are you still sitting there?", Wufei asked, lifting up random articles of clothes from the floor, "You have to get dressed and you have to leave; now!"

"Why? It's not like you're going to answer the door.", Duo said with a shrug and a smile.

His smile faded at the sound of the locks tumbling. Wufei grabbed the first thing he could, which luckily were his own jeans and pulled them on, glaring at Duo who was now rushing to dress himself, before he was headed for the bedroom door.

"Fei, wait!", the actor called, stopping him just outside of it.

Wufei turned back to him, eager to reach the door before Trowa opened the rest of the locks. He had forgotten to put the chain in place.

"What?"

"I left my jeans in the living room."

Wufei only groaned as he rushed to get them. Had the two of them not been so hasty to get undressed, this probably wouldn't have been a problem. He reached the living room, but not fast enough. As soon as he had Duo's jeans in his hands, the door was swinging open, which meant hiding the jeans underneath a cushion.

"Fei, why didn't you answer the door?", Trowa was questioning as he entered.

Lucky for Wufei, the green-eyed man didn't catch him stuffing Duo's pants away, due to the large brown bag that was blocking his view at the moment.

"I was, uh, in the bathroom.", Wufei frantically gave as an excuse, "I tried to get out here as fast as I could."

The door was closed behind Trowa and he lowered the bag some to look at Wufei skeptically, placing the extra key down on the side table near the door.

"Where's you shirt?", he asked, disappearing into the kitchen.

Wufei took that moment to snatch Duo's pants and quickly go as softly as he could to his bedroom door.

"I was just about to jump in the shower.", he called back, the door opening as he reached it.

Duo's hand stretched out to grab his jeans and then disappeared again, just in time. Trowa was peeking down the hall from the kitchen just as the door closed, Wufei turning to face him with a nervous laugh.

"Sorry to cut your bath short before it even started.", Trowa apologized, it seemed he hadn't seen anything, and he was turning back to the kitchen, "I just noticed that you didn't stop by today, so I'd visit you instead. I brought dinner if you're hungry."

Wufei gently knocked on the door, and it opened so Duo could hold out a shirt, which Wufei quickly accepted. The door closed again and then the Asian man was heading for the kitchen, pulling his shirt on the way there. He greeted Trowa with a smile, who had already started setting the small table for them.

"You don't mind Morrocan do you?", Trowa was asking, Wufei only skaking his head.

Wufei wished he could breathe a sigh of relief, but though Duo was now dressed, he was still in the apartment. He could easily go out of the fire escape, but the only one was in the living room, where the actor would be at risk of being caught. He was sure he needed to worry about nosy neighbors finding a man creeping out of his window, but he'd have to worry about them later.

"I love Morrocan.", he was finally answering, hearing his bedroom door opening, "Why don't we get started?"

"We'll eat when Quatre comes."

"Quatre!"

Wufei's startled squawk caused Trowa to jump, the taller man nearly dropping the dish of food he had been taking out of the bag. Wufei cleared his throat, a bit embarrased, and tried his best to ignore Trowa's suspicious stare.

"Yes, Quatre.", Trowa answered, resting the food down, "In fact, I wonder what's taking him so long to lock up? I should go check on him."

"No, Trowa, wait!"

Before he could act, Trowa was leaving the kitchen, and Wufei followed him. Ebony eyes looked down the hall to find his door left open, but the bathroom door was gently swinging shut. Luckily enough, Trowa had been facing the front door instead, so he missed it. Though his face took a frown as he turned back at Wufei's sigh, and stared down the hall to his friend's bedroom.

"Didn't you close your door?", he asked a bit confused.

"No."

Trowa studied his friend for a few moments, a bit unsure of what the hell was wrong with him, before he shrugged his shoulders.

"Huh.", was all he said heading back for the kitchen, "I guess you didn't. I'm sure Quatre's on his way."

Wufei followed him with one last glance to the bathroom, hoping that Duo knew to use the damn fire escape and get out of here as fast as possible.

With the two gone into the kitchen, the bathroom door slowly opened, and Duo peeked out to make sure the coast was clear. The door was opened wider, and Duo began to quietly tip toe out of the bathroom and down the hall. He was half way to the door when it began to open. He froze, wide-eyed for only a moment, before he was rushing back down the hall and closing the door behind him as quietly as he could.

Wufei had heard the door opening and he had rushed out of the kitchen, just in time to see the door to the bathroom closing again. Quatre entered the apartment, thankfully occupied with reading the bottle of wine that he held in his hand. Wufei was now living in a nightmare. He had, at this precise moment, a well-known actor and his obssessive fan in his apartment. If Quatre found out, he had a feeling that he wouldn't be getting out of this alive and poor Duo would most likely be held captive.

The door to the bathroom was slowly opening again, and unfortunately it was the same time that Quatre was looking up, but Wufei took fast action.

"Quatre!", he shouted happily, throwing his arms around his blond friend and turning him so his back would face the hallway, "It's so good to see you!"

Quatre stiffened a bit, unsure as to why Wufei was hugging him. The man had never really done so before, and for him to do it now was a bit odd. Especially since they had seen each other just yesterday.

"Hello, Wufei.", he greeted carefully, hesitantly hugging him back, "It's good to see you, too."

Duo knew an opportunity when he saw one, and as Wufei turned the blond man away, he quickly and stealthily made his way to the living room. With the front door blocked, he'd have to use the fire escape. He had made it to the couch, when he caught the shadow of Wufei's other guest coming from the kitchen. With no other choice, he was ducking down to the floor, hoping the sofa hid him well enough.

Wufei had seen Duo do so and he turned back to find Trowa walking from the kitchen. His friend looked at them with a raised brow, Wufei only smiling nervously as he let Quatre go to begin leading him into the kitchen, with an arm still around his shoulder.

"Anyone hungry?", he was asking the two, trying his best to ignore Trowa's suspiscious staring, "I know I am."

Luckily for him and Duo, Trowa followed, giving the actor the chance to make his escape. Without hesitation, he headed for the living room window and opened it as quietly as he could. He kept an eye on the kitchen as he climbed out and nearly panicked as he caught the shadow of someone leaving. His panic attack ended at the sight of Wufei, who briskly walked over to the window just as Duo had climbed through.

With one hand he was pulling Duo forward, kissing the actor a thorough good bye, which left the man stunned and smiling. Then he was pushing him away and urging him to leave. Duo easily did as told, climbing down into the allyway.

"I'll come as soon as I can.", the actor promised, heading down the stairs.

Wufei only nodded and watched as the actor left, smiling as Duo reached the bottom and waved goodbye before heading for the street.

"What are you doing?"

Trowa's voice caused him to jump, as well as hit his head on the window and Wufei swore under his breath at the shock of pain. He looked back to Trowa, who stood patiently waiting for an explanation, his arms folded across his chest.

"I was just. . . looking.", was all he could come up with and he wanted to hit himself for sounding so stupid.

"At what?", Trowa was pushing.

Wufei only shrugged and took to closing the window, before taking his friend's arm to lead him back to the kitchen.

"Nothing, let's go eat.", he muttered, Trowa easily letting himself be pulled.

Green eyes looked back to the window they had just left and he frowned momentarily before he was shaking his head. Wufei was hiding something; he just knew it.

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Three weeks later in California, Relena Dorian was dressing for her big night. It was the red carpet premiere of her latest movie and she had managed to talk her boyfriend into canceling his trip to New York to go with her. It wasn't easy, as Duo had insisted that he had to go for a part that was being offered to him that he couldn't let slip by.

She wasn't sure how she did it, but she had managed to get him to agree. She was sure that it was the waterworks and her telling Sally that Duo would be missing an opportunity to be caught by cameras. The next day Duo canceled his flight and had promised Relena that he'd be there. Relena smiled at herself in her vanity mirror, re-adjusting her diamond necklace so that it was perfect.

"Duo, are you ready yet?", she was calling out, before beginning to apply her make-up, "I want to reach there in time to make sure we're caught by Entertainment Tonight!"

"I know!", Duo's voice was coming from the huge walk in closet, "I'm almost done, give me a minute!

She gave a huff as she realized that he was most likely having trouble deciding what to wear. Since she didn't want him to ridiculed for picking the wrong tuxedo, she thought it best that she help him. She stood from her cushioned seat and began heading her way to the closet, when Duo's cell phone rang. With a small sigh she turned back and picked it up to answer it.

"Hello?", she answered, her face taking a slight frown since she didn't recognize the voice, "Yes, this is his phone. Might I ask who-"

The phone was snatched away from her before she could finish her question, and she turned to look at Duo, who gave her a small grin.

"Baby, I got this one.", he assured her, "I'll take it in the bathroom."

She only nodded and then Duo was walking away, disappearing into the bathroom. She had returned to her mirror, trying her best to focus on her make-up, but she couldn't concentrate. Duo had never reacted like that when she had answered his phone before, and she was sure that there was a reason for him to be doing so now.

She contemplated if she should approach him or not, but soon found herself with her ear pressed against the bathroom door. She could hear every word of Duo's side of the conversation.

"I'm glad you called.", he was saying to whoever was on the other line, "I was trying to get in touch with you to tell you that I won't be able to make it."

There was a pause, which Relena took as the other person talking, before Duo was speaking again.

"Yeah, that was her.", another short pause, "I don't think we should discuss this now. I'll call you back later, okay? Will you answer?"

Relena wasn't too sure what this conversation was about, but she did realize that she was part of it, and it made her more than curious. The next few words however, had her gasping and her chest tightening.

"I love you.", Duo was declaring, to some one other than her, "I'll see you when I can."

Though she was stunned by this, Relena made it back in time to her vanity before Duo was opening the door. As she looked up at him, he offered her a smile, straightening his suit as he made his way to her.

"You ready to go?", he asked, offering his hand for Relena.

She took it with a nod, thanking him as he helped her stand, her blue eyes glistening as she studied him. Duo's smile fell just a bit as he looked back at her, and he reached a hand out to gently cup her face.

"You okay?", he asked her, sincerity in his voice.

Relena gave him a small smile, reaching up to remove his hand and gently squeeze it.

"I'm just nervous is all.", she lied, glad to see that Duo took the excuse without question as he smiled.

"I'm sure everything will go just fine.", Duo offered her in comfort, "Now let's get going."

He pulled away from her to start leading the way, but Relena didn't follow.

"Duo."

The call of his name had him turning back to her.

"I love you."

The unexpected declaration made his smile falter for a moment and Relena caught it. Her heart broke at that, as now she knew that she had heard him right when he was on the phone. He didn't love her anymore; now he loved someone else.

"Relena-"

"I just thought you should know.", she said, walking to him and taking his arm, "Come on, we don't want to be late."

As they left the room, Relena tried her best not let it show just how hurt she was. She had always suspected that Duo was hiding something from her and now she knew exactly what it was. Duo was having an affair.

She made her decision after the silent car ride over, while she smiled and pretended to be happy for the cameras. The braided actor's affair would be a top story for the country's biggest tabloid. For breaking her heart, Duo Maxwell would pay.

T.B.C.

Again, my apologies for this very late update. Things happened that I rather not talk about and then I had to get into writing this fic again, which luckily, I have. But oh no! It looks as if things might go bad. Tune in to see what happens next time and please leave me reviews. I hope this was a good chapter, I'm a bit rusty after being away for a bit.