Disclaimer: See all the others; status unchanged.

This is a sequel to 'Downward Spiral'
Rating: R
450 words
warnings: Shounen Ai, Alcohol abuse, some angst, Duo POV

AN: Part #46 of the 'Road to Recovery' microseries. Written for [ gw500 ] challenge #104 - 'can't take the heat'.

Bittersweet Revenge
by kebzero

It was all turning out better than I had expected. Except, Heero did not look happy. More like furious. Worse, his anger seemed to focus very much on me. I struggled to keep my grin in place, feigning innocence.

Not that I could fool him.

But it was all for his own good.

And for my own good, I decided to keep our common friends around for as long as I possibly could. I doubted Heero would actually hit me or anything, but there was bound to be yelling the moment Wufei and Trowa left hearing range. It had been a while since we'd last held a shouting match. It wasn't as if they'd never happened in the past - and we'd somehow managed to put them behind us, after a while. At least until now.

While Wufei did say hi first, I don't think he and Heero exchanged more than three sentences before the question of work came up. Wufei didn't even bother with sugar coating it or applying cloak-and-dagger tactics. It's a side of him I've admired, but never really understood. I guess being that straightforward is an acquired taste. Still don't know where Wufei picked it up - not that I've ever dared ask. It could be contagious.

A palm landed on my shoulder, and I gave the owner a grin. "Hi, Trowa." I glanced past him, expecting one more. "Quatre with you?"

He shook his head. "Couldn't make it."

I nodded, pretty sure the poor guy was trapped in some board meeting again. From the slight stress in his voice, I suspected Trowa would have thrown him over a shoulder and brought him along, if he could have gotten away with it. We're still waiting for Quatre to accept that he's a workaholic - but Trowa will probably get through to him eventually. At least, we have hopes.

Trowa glanced over at Wufei and Heero. "Sorry for stopping by unannounced," he told me, "but the last time I called, you did suggest-"

"Yeah," I cut in, hoping that last exchange had escaped Heero's attention.

A glare and the sudden iron grip around my bicep suggested otherwise. Trying not to cringe, I faced his piercing scowl, thinking I was definitely going to get it later - unless I could somehow make him see this was all for his benefit, all things considered.

Right then, I had plenty of doubts in my abilities.

Hilde chose that moment to round a corner and save me from gaining a bruise. She froze, gaped for a second, then smiled courteously. "Hi, guys!" She slammed her palms together, rubbing them for good measure. "Well, I guess we need to order more pizza!"


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