Backdated to January 16th

[the5thdragon]

Characters: Quatre Winner, Wufei Chang
When: After Fei decides he's getting out of the house
Where: The Gundam boys safe house
Rating: PG
Summary: Wufei decides he's leaving the house

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[the5thdragon]

Quatre was there, blocking Wufei's exit. And... Boy did the blonde look angry. He had his arms crossed over his chest, tapping his foot against the floor. "Chang Wufei, just what the hell do you think you're doing? Runing away like a coward?"

Fei grimaced as he looked at the one who guarded his exit. "I'm leaving. Not running, there is nothing to run away from." He shrugged his shoulders and looked from side to side for effect, "There is no battlefield here, I have nothing here to defend and nothing to lose. I don't see why it matters whether I stay or go."

"You're our friend." he said, not moving, that look not leaving his face.

"that may be so, but that doesn't mean we have to live together. Is it so damned wrong that I might not want to stay here?"

"Yes it is when you're running away." Quatre replied coldly.

Fei snorted and walked towards Quatre, his eyes smoldering now. "It's none of your god damn business what I do. What am I running away from here !?" he was angry now, furious.

"Your wife! Duo! Me. Heero. Trowa. Your commrades."

"Don't you talk about my wife 04. Don't you ever talk about her. You didn't know her, and you never will." his voice was calm, but it was being pushed down, forced to an even tone. He was ready to explode. "...Don't make this difficult damn it"

"I did know her. This place brought her here to you for a bit. All of us met her. And she agrees, you're an idiot." He said walking over to Wufei before grabbing his shirt.

"... I don't believe you. no place is so cruel as this one then..." He let Quatre grab his shirt, not even resisting in the slightest. "I'm an idiot then. I'm a god damned idiot! And I'm going to apparently come back to this place time and time again to be an idiot!"

"Why do you constantly run?" he asked, voice low, "Are you that much of a coward?"

he raised his hand, anger flashing back to the surface. If he didn't stop his hand he would have rammed his palm into Quatre's face. But he stopped, he controlled himself, he was no animal... he had control still.
"...I'm not running. I have nothing here."

"So we're nothing to you? The people who saved your ass in the war?"

"Saved my ass? I'd like to think it was more than a little mutual. I'm not some weak child who needs saving. You are my comrades, why do you have to be anything more than that? Anything more is painful."

"Why? Afraid we're going to leave you too? Like your family? Your wife?"

"... They didn't leave, they died, lets not mince words. They died. And the reasons? Worthless ones. Maybe you will leave me, maybe I'll just be always alone. Maybe that's how it's just going to be, maybe that's how it has to be."