disclaimer: everybody knows that the g-boys do not legally belong to me.

pairing: 1+2
rating: G
warnings: shounen-ai, angsty
spoilers: none
notes: *tankles g*
dedication: for sharon. she knows why.

summary: we rarely go out of our way to hurt the ones we love. sometimes it just happens.

on the brink
by jana

"Duo, it's..."

The dresser drawer slammed shut, shaking the mirror that was affixed to the wall above it. "Funny. I don't recall asking you for your damn opinion, Yuy. God knows you don't ask me for mine!"

Heero watched as Duo rummaged through the closet, tossing the black suitcase on the bed once he'd located it.

"You're being obstinate."

"That's the fifth time you've called me that today. Can't you at least come up with a different fucking adjective?"

Heero sighed, leaning against the doorframe of Duo's bedroom and watched as Duo shoved his clothes into the bag without even bothering to fold them. There were other words he could think of; obstinate just seemed to be the most fitting.


Duo laughed and finished zipping the luggage before using both hands to haul it off the bed and onto the floor. "You just don't like to admit it when you're wrong."

While that was certainly true, Heero didn't think it had anything to do with what was happening at the moment. "I am not wrong."

"No," Duo said, turning to face him, "Of course not. You never are. At least you think you never are."

He could see the hurt on Duo's face. "I'm sorry."

"Fuck, Heero, sorry just doesn't fix everything!"

Heero knew that it didn't without Duo reminding him. He watched as Duo took his jacket from the closet and put it on.

"I just need to go somewhere to cool off for a few days."

"Running away isn't going to fix things either."

"Then what the hell do you suggest I do?"

"Talk to me."

"Pretty ironic coming from you!" Duo snorted and reached into the closet again, this time for his scarf. "And if you'd been listening at *all* these past few days, Heero, you'd have heard me talking."

Heero stepped into the room, slowly approaching Duo. Duo didn't change his stance and Heero cautiously closed the distance between them. "Don't go."

Duo closed his eyes, and Heero reached for Duo's scarf, holding onto it tightly with one hand. "Please..."

Duo ran his fingers through his bangs. "Dammit, we're fucking this up before its even gotten started."

"Yes," Heero said softly. He wasn't holding himself blameless, though Duo too, by his own admission, had a hand in where they now found themselves. It didn't make Heero feel any better.

"Maybe I should have told you."

"You're damn right you should have! Jesus, Heero."

"I had no way of knowing that you would object. How could I know that?"

Duo looked surprised by his words. "How could I *not*? Shit! You really just don't get it, do you!"

This was definitely one of those things that Heero didn't understand. He wasn't certain he ever would, but he was willing to accept that it mattered to Duo. That would have to suffice for now.

"I understand that I shouldn't have accepted without talking with you first," he told Duo.

Duo sighed and Heero hoped it was enough.

"I'm still going, Heero," Duo said, reaching down to lift his bag. "Just for a day or two."

Heero nodded and followed Duo to the front door of their apartment. "I will most likely be gone before you get back."

He hadn't expected his announcement to make a difference. Once Duo had set his mind to something...

"Just make sure you come home in one piece." Duo said quietly.

Heero nodded even though Duo still had his back to him. It didn't really matter that Duo couldn't see him; they both knew it was a promise he couldn't make.


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