Complications (1x2x5, tidbit. uh. 6? or so.)
Haven't really written more these days. Only posting that because I'm in yet another of my review whore moods, and yet cannot seem to write anything. I mean it. No Teamwork, no Neji's Birdie fic-thing (it only lacks TWO SCENES to be complete, rargh), no Cloneness (which ionly have to rewrite, with minimal imagination needed on my part), not even Garou, and i only have to beta and translate the latest chapter, dammit, that's not so hard. But I can't. fuck it. I hate my job/training thingie, it's making me lose all inspiration. T_T
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"What now?"
"I just -- boyfriend." Wufei shuddered slightly, upper lip curled in mild disgust. "It's -- my parents would spin around in their grave if they had one. And my grandparents... I'm sure they're considering haunting me now," he added sarcastically.
"Why, because you're --"
"Because," Wufei replied, not letting him finish his sentence, "because in case I survive the war and thus restore the honor of our clan, giving said clan children will be a lot more problematic."
"... I don't suppose you could adopt."
"No. They have to be of my blood. Now that my wife is dead -- I always thought if I survived, I would end up marrying again, as distasteful as replacing her is, but how can I do that now that I... That I..."
"Like men?" Heero guessed ; he'd had enough of Wufei dancing around the actual naming of the thing.
"It isn't because you've suddenly discovered a liking for cock that you gotta stop liking pussy, you know. You managed to get it up for her, yeah? That shouldn't change."
Wufei whirled around, aghast. Duo was standing in the shadow of the cliff, watching them. He looked neutral, even despite the crude words he'd just uttered. Heero desperately tried to guess if he'd heard more than that. They'd been talking about him after all -- would he be shocked, disgusted, angry? Heero had a feeling that even if his reaction was favorable, Wufei's wouldn't be. His feelings about Duo were still too contradictory.
"Sorry, guess it's not my business," Duo added before Wufei could lose it.
"You're right, it's not," Wufei snapped back.
"My apologies," Duo intoned in an oddly formal and sincere tone. That, to Heero's puzzlement, pretty much took the wind out of Wufei's sails. Duo was good at defusing things, surprising since it was the opposite of what he usually did.
"... How much of it did you hear?"
"Just the bit about your wife. I don't make a habit of spying on my allies."
Wufei took a deep breath and relaxed slowly.
"I was just wondering what you two were doing," Duo explained. He looked curious -- probably wondering how Wufei had come to confide in Heero -- but to his credit, he didn't ask. "So..."
"Maxwell--"
"Honestly, don't get so worked up. I know it's not my business, but so long as you can do it with a girl, you can conceive naturally. And there's always in vitro--"
"Maxwell!"
Duo fell silent.
"I thank you for your concern," Wufei said stiffly, still flustered, flushed with anger and embarrassment. "But..." For once, he seemed at a loss for words.
Duo shrugged and smirked impishly. "No problem, Fei. I know how hard it can be at first, but it comes with adolescence. See, when you get to be a certain age, your body changes, and you want things..."
"Maxwell!"
"It's all about the hormones, really -- wanna talk about it? I'm a hormones specialist."
"Is this Duoese for 'I hump everything that holds still long enough'?" Heero asked, smirking slightly.
Duo took on an 'offended innocent' expression. "Do you really think so little of me that you don't believe me good enough to hump moving objects?"
Wufei finally relaxed enough to smile, even though the expression was faint and fleeting, quickly hidden under his more usual mildly contemptuous look.
"We should go over the plans a last time," he decided, ending the conversation, and then left the cave as if the whole incident hadn't happened at all. Heero followed. The mission took precedence over everything else.
previous: http://www.livejournal.com/users/askerian/123506.html
"What now?"
"I just -- boyfriend." Wufei shuddered slightly, upper lip curled in mild disgust. "It's -- my parents would spin around in their grave if they had one. And my grandparents... I'm sure they're considering haunting me now," he added sarcastically.
"Why, because you're --"
"Because," Wufei replied, not letting him finish his sentence, "because in case I survive the war and thus restore the honor of our clan, giving said clan children will be a lot more problematic."
"... I don't suppose you could adopt."
"No. They have to be of my blood. Now that my wife is dead -- I always thought if I survived, I would end up marrying again, as distasteful as replacing her is, but how can I do that now that I... That I..."
"Like men?" Heero guessed ; he'd had enough of Wufei dancing around the actual naming of the thing.
"It isn't because you've suddenly discovered a liking for cock that you gotta stop liking pussy, you know. You managed to get it up for her, yeah? That shouldn't change."
Wufei whirled around, aghast. Duo was standing in the shadow of the cliff, watching them. He looked neutral, even despite the crude words he'd just uttered. Heero desperately tried to guess if he'd heard more than that. They'd been talking about him after all -- would he be shocked, disgusted, angry? Heero had a feeling that even if his reaction was favorable, Wufei's wouldn't be. His feelings about Duo were still too contradictory.
"Sorry, guess it's not my business," Duo added before Wufei could lose it.
"You're right, it's not," Wufei snapped back.
"My apologies," Duo intoned in an oddly formal and sincere tone. That, to Heero's puzzlement, pretty much took the wind out of Wufei's sails. Duo was good at defusing things, surprising since it was the opposite of what he usually did.
"... How much of it did you hear?"
"Just the bit about your wife. I don't make a habit of spying on my allies."
Wufei took a deep breath and relaxed slowly.
"I was just wondering what you two were doing," Duo explained. He looked curious -- probably wondering how Wufei had come to confide in Heero -- but to his credit, he didn't ask. "So..."
"Maxwell--"
"Honestly, don't get so worked up. I know it's not my business, but so long as you can do it with a girl, you can conceive naturally. And there's always in vitro--"
"Maxwell!"
Duo fell silent.
"I thank you for your concern," Wufei said stiffly, still flustered, flushed with anger and embarrassment. "But..." For once, he seemed at a loss for words.
Duo shrugged and smirked impishly. "No problem, Fei. I know how hard it can be at first, but it comes with adolescence. See, when you get to be a certain age, your body changes, and you want things..."
"Maxwell!"
"It's all about the hormones, really -- wanna talk about it? I'm a hormones specialist."
"Is this Duoese for 'I hump everything that holds still long enough'?" Heero asked, smirking slightly.
Duo took on an 'offended innocent' expression. "Do you really think so little of me that you don't believe me good enough to hump moving objects?"
Wufei finally relaxed enough to smile, even though the expression was faint and fleeting, quickly hidden under his more usual mildly contemptuous look.
"We should go over the plans a last time," he decided, ending the conversation, and then left the cave as if the whole incident hadn't happened at all. Heero followed. The mission took precedence over everything else.