Disclaimers: I do not own Gundam Wing nor any of it's characters. I don't own Fushigi Yugi or any of the characters. They all belong to their rightfull owners. This
fanfic is for enterainment purposes only, no money being made.
Cumulative Warnings: Crossover, Yaoi, het, Citrus, Angst, Romance, Fluff, Sap, AU, OOC, Language,
Abuse, Angst, Action, Waff, jealousy
Pairings: implied ?+?, implied 1+2, ?+?, ?X?, 3+4, 3X4, 5+S, ?X?, future ?X2?, future 1X2X1?
// someones thoughts//
Breaking the Bonds
The small digital clock's red letters glowed in the
darkened room, it was past ten and Heero was still
laying on his bed. His eyes were closed, and he was
breathing deeply. He had fallen asleep while trying
to analyze the current situation with Duo. A soft
knock at the door woke him up. Silently, and
cautiously, he walked over to the door and opened it.
Light from the hallway shining into his dark room. It
"Heero, you want to come out with us?" The braided
"Hn." was the perfect soldier's automatic response,
he looked over Duo's shoulder and glanced at the other
two. "It's late, Duo. We have class in the morning."
"Aww, come on out and play Heero. We don't bite,
honest." Ryuuen replied, mischief glinting his eyes.
The other boy was far too serious, and he intended on
changing that. "That is unless..." He trailed off,
leaving the remainder of his statement hanging in the
"yeah Heero, come out. Ryuuen and I want to get to
know you better. Oh, I'm Genro. Nice to met you" he
offered his hand to the Wing pilot, genuine smile on
"will you?" Duo asked.
//I would be a good time to get to know these two
better, make sure they're not spies.// Even in his
own mind that sounded lame, but how was he to deal
with his warring thoughts. "Fine." Heero said in a
"I had fun, guys." Duo said to his two new friends.
They were in his room currently,
lounging around and just talking. Heero had returned
to his room, with a concise goodbye. He looked
between the two teenagers, and smiled wistfully. He
wished he could have a best friend like that, how
would it feel to actually have someone else actually
enjoy being around you. For some reason Duo felt
comfortable with Genro and Ryuuen. During their late
dinner, he didn't miss the glances Genro would steal
of his friend. He chuckled to himself, such irony.
The braided American saw the longing within those
eyes, and he felt a spark of something. Although he
wouldn't admit it to himself, he had gone and
developed feelings for the other pilot. Duo wondered
what Genro was thinking.
"I better go to my room. It's late and we have
class in the morning." Ryuuen said with a yawn He
walked over to the door, "Duo, want to have breakfast
"Sure. Meet you down there at eight?"
"Ok, good night"
Duo rose from his bed after the door closed, and
walked over to his dresser. He took off his shirt and
rummaged through the drawer, for something to sleep
in. His light glinting off of his cross.
"I like your cross, Duo." Genro noticed the other
boy stiffened, and wondered why. Then he realized it
must have a high sentimental value to the other boy.
"Let me show you something." The red-head walked over
to his possessions and pulled out a small
metal box. The light in the room reflected off the
polished surface, Genro slowly unclasped the lock and
opened the box. Duo's eyes widened upon seeing the
various jewelry of polychromatic hues. They were
nothing short of breathtaking. Wide violet eyes
stared into the hazel ones of his new roommate and
"They're beautiful, Genro.' The American whispered in
awe as the seemed to glow in the artificial light. He
wondered how'd they look in the sun.
"Thank you, Duo. They've been in my family for
countless generations. Before I left home, with
Ryuuen, my grandmother gave them to me. She said they
belonged with me." His eyes took a hint of longing
and wavering sadness.
"You miss her?"
"Yes, she and I were very close. She would always
tell me stories of ancient past, they were so amusing
to listen to." He said, wistfully.
Duo's hand came up and held the cross, "Sister would
tell me stories. She'd come and tuck me into bed, and
I always begged her to tell me another story. I liked
listening to her voice, it was so soothing. I
remember her gently ruffling my bangs as she spoke,
slowly lulling me into a peaceful slumber. Every
night, before she'd leave, she would place a soft
kiss on my forehead and say "Sleep tight, my little
angel.". I'll never forget how it felt, to be loved
so much by another person." Duo didn't know he was
crying until he felt the tears being brushed away.
"Don't be, it must still hurt so much." Genro said,
oddly knowing how the loss felt. His horrid dreams
came back to mind, and he had to fight the shudder.
"Thank you, no one's really ever listened to me like
you just did." the braided boy admitted.
"What about Heero? Or your other friends?"
"I can't talk to Heero about that, he wouldn't
understand. I don't have any other friends, really.
Just some acquaintances." Duo answered, honestly. He
really liked the other guys, but couldn't call them
friends because he wasn't sure what they thought about
him. That thought in itself was depressing, and if he
wasn't already crying, he would have started.
"You have me, now. Also Ryuuen, he considers you a
friend." Genro answered, honestly. He knew that Duo
was the type of person he could fully trust, and
Duo smiled, feeling less lonely, at his new friend.
All of a sudden this mission didn't seem so bad. "I
guess we should get to bed?"" The braided teenager
suggest, yawning while stretching his arms.
Genro watched the other boy stretch, he blushed as
the braided boys shirt rose to reveal soft-toned
flesh. He just couldn't tear his eyes away, and felt
guilty about the thoughts that raced through his mind.
Slowly he rose to his feet and began to remove his
Duo's violet eyes widened as he took in the almost
bare-form of his roommate. He just couldn't tear his
gaze away, guilt filled his mind. He finally admitted
to himself his love for Heero, and knew that Genro had
similar feelings for Ryuuen. Yet, here he was
thinking about the redhead. Was it because the other
boy was nice and actually showed kindness to him? Duo
shook his head, while sneaking one last glance at
Genro as the boy bent over. He quickly got under his
covers, hiding his growing arousal.
Genro saw the other boy climb into bed, from the
corner of his eye, and quickly got under his own
covers. He turned off the lights, settling into the