Duo gave him and then the clothes a pointed look. Wufei looked back, waiting. Duo turned away, but it was only to move as far as the cupboard and lean against it, arms crossed over his chest, eyes on Wufei and a smirk hanging around the corner of his mouth like a thrown gauntlet. Great, looked like Maxwell hadn't grown up one bit. Very well. If Duo wanted to look, then let him get an eyeful.
No hiss or exclamation when Wufei stripped off his shirt, but as he pulled his head free of the cloth he saw Duo's gaze had fixed itself on the scars. The smirk had disappeared. Wufei was unbuckling his pants before Duo spoke.
"Do I even want to see the other guy?"
"The other guy is dead." He did not need to ask what Duo was referring to.
Freeport colony: a notorious den of pirates, smugglers and thieves. Wufei persuades one of its denizens, his one-time ally Duo, to help him catch a killer hiding there. Agent Chang thinks he knows what to expect from this case, from Freeport and from Duo Maxwell. He couldn't be more wrong.
My notes: After the war, Duo has found his home on the anarchist Freeport Colony. Wufei must infiltrate the colony and learn how to function in a world where the only laws you live by are the one that keeps you alive. I am in love with the world-building in this fic. It makes me want to roll around in it like a dog in leaves. Someone make an anime of this AU, like, yesterday.