Duo walked slowly into town. It was a couple of kilometers hike and he wasn't in the best shape to begin with. He small period of semi-starvation hadn't been helped by the fact that he had been badly injured by Zechs on the Libra before it had been blown back to hell. He managed to get back to the cabin that he had bought for himself and T-chan to settle in after the war, but now there was no T-chan to settle with. Died at Wufei's hand during the last battle, finishing off their absurd duel. And it hurt much to be left behind again. Solo, Father Maxwell, Sister Helen, and his parents, whoever they were, people were always leaving him and it hurt so much.
Duo walked slowly, not wanting to rip anything open again. Some of his wounds were still a little raw, Zechs had tried his hand at skinning him and the skin was growing back slowly. Even if they had opened again, the bleeding wouldn't show because he was wearing his customary black outfit, even if it was hanging off him like it belonged to his big brother.
It was nice to be on Earth again, may be he'd study something about all the plants and stuff that was growing around him. L2 didn't have anything like this, they were still under a water ban, and plants were a luxury item. That's why he thought they were such a treat and liked them. It was weird to see stuff just growing because it had rained the night before. And it was real rain, not that recycled crap that was metallic and nasty.
Duo promised himself that if he had the energy on the way back, he would jump into a few puddles. He walked slowly, hoped that there was someplace that he could buy food, contact Une and get some things straightened out. He 'd activate an accounts and start to furnish the cabin. He didn't need much, just some more pots and pans, a bed. He wasn't going to use the one that was in the loft. He was still hiding from his memories.
Duo was glad that he had managed to get into town without passing out or ripping anything open. He might even stop and get something to eat after he contacted Une and tried to get financial things up and running. If not, he had some money and he could get food at least. He scanned the place, more out of habit then anything else. It was small, a couple of shops. An ice cream parlor. A breakfast place. 'Mama's Home Cookin'. Fire and police department out of the same building. And nothing looked like it had been touched in a couple of decades, if not longer. This town seemed smaller then some of Quatre's family's places. That was very odd.
Duo walked to a building that he thought he might be able to use a public phone in and headed towards it. He wondered if Une was still using the same phone number. If she was actually alive. If not he was pretty sure that Relena was running about, he could call her as the next choice. He went inside, glad that he found what he was looking for and headed over to a station.
Duo went in, sat down gratefully and inserted his phone card. He tapped in Une's number and hoped that it was still in use. He waited as the machine chirped at him, trying to contact Une. After a few endless seconds, the connection was made. Duo held his breath and hoped that he could make it though this conversation. He had bolted like a coward instead of trying to help Une through her grief. He had run away and while he had a damn good reason for it, but it still hurt.
"Hello" came the sleepy voice on the other end.
" 'Neesan," Duo started in very small voice, "I'm sorry."
"Duo?! Thank god you're safe. Where are you?" Une's voice sounded very awake now and Duo could hear Relena in the background.
"I don't want to tell you." Duo said quietly.
"Duo." Une said softy, "It's not your fault."
"I don't want to talk to anyone. I can't talk to anyone, okay?"
"Where are you? Just in case." Une asked again.
Duo sighed and gave in. She would bug him until he told her. She was persistent that way. "That small cabin that T-chan found. By the way, you own it now." Duo said.
"Thank you, I think. And when did I buy this?" Une asked amusement coloring her voice, warring with relief that Duo was safe.
"A couple a months ago. After I left T-chan, just before." I was dragged away by Wufei and nearly broke his heart. It started to really snowball then.
"I only asked in case someone called. I understand that you couldn't use your name or his." Une sounded sad for a second, and then took a deep breath. "I know that you don't want to see me. Or anyone. Relena explained what happened, Do you want to talk to her?"
"NO!" Duo almost shouted and then calmed down. He couldn't afford to have attention drawn to him. "I can't. Tell her that I'm not mad at her, just feeling really stupid, I should have asked spandex boy to go."
"That is neither here nor there Duo. It's not your fault." Une reassured him. Duo you didn't think that he would be that bad. Or that you would get caught. And you paid for it.
"I just want to be for a while, ya know." Duo said. I don't want you to see me. I look like hell. I feel worthless and I'm still borderline on thinking that life is worth living.
"I'm going into bossy big sister mode for a second, "Une warned him. "You have to go to Cologne. Treize-sama left a will. You should know the details. Just make an appointment with his lawyer and talk to him. You don't have to see anyone else. And I'm going to send you some things. I've had the chance to sort through his possessions. Relena was a big help there, and there are things that I think you should have. I'm shipping them to you."
"Okay, 'Neesan." Duo agreed tiredly. He couldn't argue with her. He was too drained.
"The name of the law firm will be in the package. Where are you calling from? That place had no phone."
"Small town near the cabin. I walked to it." Duo mumbled. "I have to go now, but I will talk to you later. And thanks for not turning on the vid,"
"It's three in the morning and I'm in the buff. I don't think you wanted to see that." Une responded tartly. What don't you want me to see? Relena said that you looked a little beat up, but not bad. But Zechs was mad and god knows what he did to you.
"Bye 'Neesan. I'll call when the package comes." Duo said, before turning off the machine and retrieving his card. He was tired and he wanted to see what he could find to eat in this place. Not that he could eat much, just he needed something now. This was the most active he'd been in a month.
Duo went to Mama's and asked for a booth in the corner. It was habit more then anything. But he liked see who came in and it had saved his ass more then once. He was comfortably settled with a menu and was debating what he wanted besides coffee, when the sheriff came in. He stared at him for a moment, while he was waiting for his coffee, then joked with the staff and then left. But he noticed Duo. And noticed that he didn't belong. Duo fought the urge to run. He had a legitimate reason to be here. No one wanted him for anything. He had every right to sit here and eat. So why did he feel like running?
Duo's paranoid debate was interrupted by the waitress that looked at him strangely when he asked for a coffee. Duo sighed and looked at her flirtatiously, hiding behind his mask, "I swear, I'm sixteen. I'm old enough to have coffee. Could I also have a couple of eggs, scrambled and toast?"
"Sure honey-child. But the coffee stunt ya growth." she answered.
"Growth and me are still trying to find each other," Duo answered, batting his eyelashes at her. She was on the wrong side of forty, but he used to enjoy flirting. He wasn't going to let Zechs's treatment of him stop that. And she was safe. "If you find an order of that in the kitchen I'll take it too."
"I'll give you a double helping of that. You look like ya need it." Was her parting shot as she wandered off to get his coffee and place his order. She returned to pour him his coffee and 't'sked' at him when he took it black.
After a few minutes his order was ready and she served him.
Duo ate slowly, hoping that he wouldn't throw up the first solid food that he'd had in a while. It was bland enough to stay down and the coffee was good too. After he finished, he debated about transferring accounts, but decided that he had enough. He'd do that when he hit Cologne. If he went. He still didn't know. But his short term goal was to get some groceries and then get home. The coffee was giving him some energy, he should take advantage of it. Duo noticed that her eyes widened a little when he paid, like she wasn't expecting him to have money. He almost smiled at that, but stopped. He didn't look that bad did he? He had been avoiding looking in the windows, afraid of what he would see, Hell he had thrown a towel over the one mirror in the bathroom. But the bruises felt that they had faded, so he should look normal.
Duo hit what he thought was a grocery store next. He was glad that it was a little Mom and Pop place that sold everything and not one of those big chains. He was afraid that he would fall back into his old habits too easily if it was one of those. All he need now was to get stopped for lifting something, that would be bad. Duo pushed open the door and was hit by the smell of fresh baked goods. He felt almost hungry for a second, even with all that he ate. May be he could grab a pie or something, along with all the stuff that he was planning on picking up. Nothing that needed refrigeration, he wasn't sure if it worked at the cabin or if he had the tools to fix it.
He knew the stove worked, so he could cook. He'd stick to soup, it was easy, tasty and he could keep it going all the time.
Duo wandered up and down the aisles, slowly putting vegetables into his basket, adding a few cans and some milk, it was treated so that it would keep until he opened it and then he'd just drink it all at once. He noticed that he had picked up a shadow halfway through his little trip through the store. He thought it was the owner, or at least someone that was willing to make sure that he wasn't going to walk out with the store stuffed under his shirt. He grabbed what he thought he could carry and went up to pay for his groceries.
His shadow disappeared then, only to pop up when he was paying for his groceries. He studied him out of the corner of his eye, he was tall, built and looked like trouble. The guy didn't notice him watching him, but Duo was sure that his shadow was what was making the clerk nervous. Duo ignored the two of them and just took his change, not even bothering to ask about a where the nice smell was coming from, he'd get it next time. He forced himself to walk slowly to the door, balancing his bags easily, They weren't be too heavy for the walk back. As soon as he got outside, the guy made his move. He moved in front of him, blocking his way down the steps and back to where he could hide.
"Hey, pretty girl, whatcha doing here? My name is Roger and I'm the man of your dreams." he said, trying to look seductive and failing miserably.
"I'm a guy and I'm not interested." Duo said quietly, trying not to back off. Roger was invading his personal space big time and he just wanted to get away.
"You're too pretty to be a guy. I know you're a girl. Have to be with that hair and those eyes." Roger persisted.
"I'm a guy. Go away. Don't bug me." Duo repeated slowly, implying that Roger was mentally retarded for persisting bothering him, It stopped him from screaming it and drawing more attention to himself.
Roger reached out to grab him and Duo side stepped the movement and kicked Roger in the ass to drive him further off balance. Duo then started walking very fast to the edge of town, hoping the Roger wouldn't follow up. He had embarrassed him, but there were no witnesses, so he hoped that the idiot would just let things die. He was startled to find that he was shaking badly and just wanted to sit down. God Zechs really screwed him over if his was panicking over the village idiot hitting on him, Before he would have just laughed it off.
Duo was halfway back when he noticed the sheriff's car pulling up behind him and stopping. Duo stopped walking and turned around to face this new challenge. He wondered what the problem was. He watched while the sheriff climbed out of his car and walked towards him. Duo fought the urge to bolt, he had a no one after him, and he wasn't a terrorist anymore. Duo just waited until the guy introduced himself. Forcing his heart to beat slowly and not to hyperventilate.
"I'm the sheriff, name's Ian. Saw you at Mama's. You're not from around here, are you boy?"
Duo almost laughed at the slight questioning note on the boy part. Hell he hadn't had this much trouble in years about his sex. I guess that I'm really in the boonies now.
"I'm Duo," he replied, pasting a big grin on his face, "I'm staying around here for a little while."
"Where your parents?"
"Gone." Duo replied shortly. He sighed and forced himself to relax, You don't piss off the local law enforcement. "I'm sorry. They're dead. I'm on my own."
"You don't look sixteen." Ian remarked thoughtfully, taking in the bags under his eyes, the too big clothes, and the general wasted look that he had. Kid looked like he'd been through the ringer. And he knew how to handle himself too. Ian had been watching that little show that Roger had put on. Roger just didn't know when to stop. And Ian thought that this little thing could have cleaned his clock, but stopped, using enough force just to get out of there.
"How old do I look?" Duo asked, alarms going off in his head. The waitress at Mama's had been the only person that he'd told that too. She must have talked to him after he left.
"Twelve." Ian replied shortly. "Where you staying?" The only place that was out this way was that abandoned just got bought by someone after sitting empty for years. Whole thing had been done through proxies too. Really strange. Kept them entertained for weeks on the gossip, wondering who had bought it. Place had been abandoned for years, state had given up on trying to sell it even. Poor access, not very big, huge acreage that you couldn't do anything with. Person must have been nuts.
"Cabin out this way." Duo replied carefully. "Owner knows I'm staying there. She's a friend," Sort of. I got the man she wanted, even though she likes girls more it seems. And we both tried to protect him and it failed.
"Just be careful out there. Roger's too dumb for his own good, but he's got friends." Ian warned. He could be lying, but I don't think so, its too easy to check out. Which I'm going to do when I get back.
"Been on my own for a while. And Roger doesn't know where I am. He'll bug me in town." Duo replied, turning to continue his hike back to the cabin. He had few puddles to splash through.
Ian drove back into town, shaking his head and wondering where the heck that little kid was from. He claimed to be sixteen, but Ian doubted it. He looked smaller then his Claudia and she had just turning seventeen. Her boyfriend Tony could make two of him. But the kid's eyes were old. Too old and too big for his face, like he'd seen too much. If he'd been out on his own it might be true. Ian sighed. He hoped that the kid wouldn't be trouble. He seemed to handle himself okay. He might just fit in to their small town.
He was happy that his musing took him back to office before the clerk left for her lunch. She probably let him have the information that he needed, no problem. They'd gone to the prom together about twenty years ago.
"Hi Jenny, sweetheart, could you get me the information on who bought that place out by the lake?" Ian asked, smiling at her.
Jenny giggled like she was still seventeen and not the mother of three boys, all of whom where bigger then her. Her middle boy Tony was dating his Claudia. "I'm not supposed to but if I leave it out on my desk, it shouldn't be my fault. Just wander by a about ten minutes with a cup of coffee for me."
"Jenny I knew that I could count on you. I wouldn't ask if it weren't important."
"It's about that little kid that ate at Mama's this morning?" Jenny asked.
"He didn't look like he could pay for it but he did and left a pretty good tip. Then he hit the store for fresh vegetables and some other stuff."
"And you know that how?" Ian asked, smiling at her.
"Rosy talked to me," Jenny said, referring to the waitress in question and he made a phone call on the public 'phone before he ate breakfast."
"Mama was going to feed him, whether he had money or not." Ian smiled. Mama was a softie, she fed stray cats, people, and took care of lost children.
The kid looked like he fit into the last two categories.
"Mama was going to drag him home if she could. Said that he looked like he needed it. But he skittered away before she could say something."
"He can take care of himself. Handled Roger okay."
"You should do something about him. As he get older he gets worse. And someone's gonna get hurt. He don't bother Claudia because he's afraid of you and Tony, but everyone else is fair game." Jenny said in disgust.
"Roger, besides being an ass, hasn't done anything that I can hold him for. Just knows when to stop. And his father has pull."
"Humph" Jenny fumed, waving Ian away so she could get to work on his request.
It was easy to look up. Only sale that had happened in the area in the last year. Handled solely through lawyers, the name on the deed for the new owner was Lady Une Stemper. Address that was given was a military one, probably changed since the sale, since the war ended. Ian would just have to track down the woman on his own. It would give him something to do besides flirt with her. Her husband just didn't understand that they weren't going to sneak away and have a fling. They'd been more like brother and sister when they were dating then anything else. Flirting with each other was an old habit. Ian's wife had been gone a while, killed in an accident years ago.
Ian returned with her coffee and snagged the piece of paper with the information on it, while she was opening her coffee. It was a nice legal fiction that he actually didn't get it from her. Ian smiled his thanks and wandered back to his office looking forward to a few hours of doing so 'real ' police work. Around here it was mostly small time problems that took care of themselves. He was just here in case something ever happened, not that it ever did. He liked it that way.
Ian hummed to himself as he slowly traced down the mysterious woman that bought that cabin. Was she old? Blonde? Red head? What did she do in the military? These idle questions were passing through his mind as he tracked her down to Luxembourg. If it was the same person, she had an apartment there and worked in Preventer Head Quarters. Ian calculated the time difference and decided to call her in a few hours, just when she got to work. And he hoped that the kid was telling the truth, he didn't want to drag him into jail.
Une had been working on her latest budget when the phone chirped for her attention. She sighed and put down what she was working on, glad for the distraction. This part of her life hadn't changed a bit.
"Preventer Head Quarter's, Lady Une, may I help you?" she asked.
"This is Sheriff Ian McKay out of Middlebury, you own property out here. You 're the owner of record for that ol' place down by the lake."
"Sheriff, if you are referring to the property that was purchased a couple of months ago, I am on record as the owner. Is there a problem?" You sound like a good old boy and I don't trust you. Too American. But if Duo wants to hide out there I can't stop him.
"Well. Ma'am," Ian hesitated, this one sounded tough. Like she'd eat nails for breakfast. He didn't want to get her mad at the kid. "There's a boy that 's claimin' that he can stay there. And you know him."
"I know him. He's a friend. His name is Duo. Little, with a big braid and eyes?" Une said softly, her eyes distant. We were friends, odd as that seemed. He tried to spoil me on the occasions that I'd allow it. The night..
"So he can stay?" Ian asked hopefully, glad that the description matched.
"He's not in trouble." No last name. What is it with you people and that? What are you hiding?
"No he isn't," Une reassured Ian with a smile, forgetting he couldn't see her. The Vid wasn't working on his end. "I am actually glad that you called. I know that this is not your problem or your area of expertise, but could you recommend to me someone to put in a phone out there for him. Check to see if everything is working. I worry that he's out there. You can send the bill here." Duo won't like it, but I will not let him be uncomfortable and out of touch out there!
"Including a locksmith, so he won't have to break in and out of there?" Ian asked chuckling.
Une joined in with his laughter. "I never got a set of keys, so I suppose so."
"Anything else Ma'am?" Ian asked.
" Will you watch out for Duo? He's a good boy. Just going through some problems." Une said quietly before shutting down on her end. His lover killed by a friend. Tortured by his lover's ex. And the only one that seems to care is the woman that wanted your lover and was ready to shoot you to get him, until I saw that you made Treize laugh. And orders or not, you cared. He needed you more then he needed me. I learned to live with it, because you were willing to share and you wanted to protect him too.
Duo was awoken to the sound of someone pounding on his door, a few days later. He grabbed his gun instinctively and then relaxed. No one was that dumb as to make that much noise if they were going to try something. He checked to see if his clothes covered everything icky, shoved the gun in to the cushions and went to answer the door. He peered out the window to see a big guy on the steps with a pickup parked out in front. Duo asked though the door, "Who are you?"
"Name's Dave. I'm here to check if everything is working. Owner sent me around."
"Riiiight," Duo drawled, glaring at him.
"She asked Ian to check the place out for you, change the lock. Make sure you were comfortable. Drop off a phone." he explained.
Duo thought for a second. Ian probably called Une. Une, to get back at him for waking her up, sent this guy out here. Duo sighed. Worse thing that could happen was that he had to shoot the guy and get rid of the body, wasn' t like he hadn't had to do that before.
"Okay, a story that stupid has to be true," he sighed again. He let Dave in and started the coffee, he wasn't going to function without some caffeine. "The pipes are alright, water heater works and is in good shape. The stove I tinkered with a little and it's okay. The refrigerator is on its way out. Needs a couple of new parts, don't know if you can get them." Duo reported as he waited for the coffee to perk.
Dave looked at him skeptically and shrugged. "How you know that?"
"I can fix things. Tinkered with a lot of machinery." Duo said, thinking about how many times he had to put Shinigami back together. Or fix stuff around the orphanage.
"Mind if I take a look?" Dave asked. "And there's a bundle in the back of my truck for you."
"Don't mind. You drove out here." Duo shrugged. "Have some coffee when it's ready. I don't have cream or sugar though. You can drag the bundle in. How big is it?"
Dave grunted "heavy" and began to poke at the various appliances that were in the kitchen area. Duo had been right on the money for most of them. He did have the parts that he needed to fix the 'fridge and the coffee smelled good. He'd spend a few hours here, making sure that this kid had everything he needed. He looked too fragile, too young to be out here own his own, Ian promised to check up on him, make sure that he was still breathing. And what was with that braid? And how did he get here. Looks like he just fell from the sky. No car, no bike, no nothing.
Duo sighed when Dave left. The guy was nice, but he fussed. He was upset that Duo seemed to be surviving on coffee and soup. Now that the 'fridge was fixed, he buy more stuff in town. He missed cold milk. Probably tomorrow or the next day depending on how he felt. Right now he was going to take a nap. Then deal with the package from Une. He was being a coward, but he was too weirded out from having to be normal for this guy. He had to remember not to flinch if he came near him. Or not scream if he came up behind him suddenly.
That's all he needed to have them wondering about that. The weirdo out by the lake. He could see that Dave was eyeing his braid like he trying to figure out why his hair was that long. And he was dying to find out why a little kid was out here on his own.
Duo napped, glad that he didn't dream. He guessed that the Boogie Men in his dreams couldn't get him in the sunlight, so he dragged that sofa in the middle where the sun always hit. He slept there during the day, at night he stayed awake, drinking coffee and wondering who would haunt him when he finally fell asleep, The nameless soldiers that he killed? The targets that he took out because he was told to? Or the civies that died like flies because they were around Duo Maxwell.
Duo grabbed a knife from the kitchen and approached his package with care. He acted like he was about to defuse a bomb. Carefully cutting the paper, slitting open the top, not wanting to damage anything. Duo smiled mirthlessly to himself. It was an emotional bomb that he was trying not to set off. It would blow up in his face, he was too damaged for it not too, but he did want to control the blast.
The first thing that he saw was an old shirt of T-chan's. he said that he wore it when he wanted to be grubby. Duo's knees buckled and he just took it out of the box and held it to him. The tears started a millisecond after T-chan's scent hit him. Roses, musk and his own personal smell mixed together. Duo curled up around the shirt, just smelling it and crying. He could remember the time that he had stolen it from T-chan and wore it almost the entire time he was with him. He had done it so that T-chan could sleep with it and smell him. God that had been so silly. I miss you T-chan. I want to be with you. Duo thought, silently crying. He didn't know how long he had been lying there before he could control himself. Duo got up and wiped his face on the sleeve of his shirt, carefully laying T-chan's on the sofa. He'd sleep with it tonight, and every night so long as he could still smell him.
Duo then carefully unpacked the books that were in the box. Classical Literature, some novels; assorted books that T-chan had kept in his quarters. Duo had read through some of them, waiting for T-chan to finish up work if he had showed up early. Or an emergency had happened. Duo stroked the soft leather covers and smiled at the smell of roses. He was thinking of planting some when he got his act together.
There was a small box in the middle of the books, filled with jewelry. Duo opened it carefully, admiring the small carved box. It was priceless, he couldn't tell the wood, but it had faded to a warm finish, buffed by time more then anything. Small flowers, Norse dragons and Celtic braids covered it. Duo carefully opened it, surprised to find woman's earrings and rings in there. A couple of wedding bands, Duo assumed were T-chan's parents and grandparents. An engagement ring. Another ring, set with stones that matched T-chan's eyes almost. A few odd and ends that Duo swore was worth more then the cabin he was standing in and the land. Duo looked for a place to hide it and decided that the loft was the best place. He didn't want to go up there, but he couldn't think of any where else to put it. It would hurt to be there. The memories. The promise that he made T-chan. God he had been so, naïve wouldn't cover it, stupid probably did. A future together. The Angels must have laughed at that one. Duo ignored the two envelopes until he hid the box upstairs.
Duo climbed into the loft and froze. He took a deep breath, ignoring the phantom the called to him from the bed. The sheets were still wrinkled from where they slept here. He went over the dresser and jerked out the draw, jumping a little when he realized that he had left that damn outfit here.
The leather pants and that top. Not that he could wear them anymore, not unless he was going for the freak look. Duo carefully laid the box in the draw on to of the pants and tossed the top over it. Not much of a hiding place, but he didn't care. It would do for now.
He knew that he'd just lose it when he read those notes, might as well get the worst out of the way. There was another small bundle of clothes. Duo figured that they were something for him to wear in Cologne, his own were kind of ratty looking now. Duo opened the first one, it was from Relena.
I'm glad that you've decided to contact us.
The others tried look for you, but I wouldn't let them. Quatre was sick for a while, then he and Trowa went back to L4. Heero and Wufei are somewhere on L1.
Please write, get in touch with us. A note to tell us your okay.
Une won't admit it, but she does miss your visits.
Relena.
That wasn't bad. She wasn't pushy and may be he would talk to her if he went to Cologne. He wouldn't stay though, not if he was getting freaked by the village idiot and the local handy man.
Une's would be worse. They had been closer, as weird as that seemed. And she wasn't as nice as Relena was. She wouldn't pull her punches.
Duo
I miss you. I liked your visits, even though I rarely saw you. Treize's apartment always smelled good after you were there. It smelled of love and cooking. Mostly love, but the food we shared over work. I need to smell that again, could you come back? I have an extra room in my apartment. You don't have to say anything, just know that I want you with me. I need a friend.
You were one for me. You have to see the lawyer in Cologne. He has letters to you from Treize-sama. And there are some things that you have to find out.
Enclosed is a ticket to Cologne, from the closest city in your area. I am assuming that you have all the necessary ID to travel. My address is also enclosed. You can stay with me or a hotel. I would prefer that you stay with me, but I can't force you. We can work out the details later.
You made him very happy. He always was cheerful around you. Please remember that he loved you. I gave you that jewelry because I knew that he would want you to have it. He did want to live the rest of his life with you, believe that. Nothing Zechs did to you would change that. I understand the depths that Zechs was willing to sink.
He suffered from the same madness that we all did. I too did things that shock me now, looking back.
Duo looked at Une's letter and shuddered. She pushed all the right buttons. He liked cooking at T-chan's. It was something that he liked to do and it showed T-chan that he was after him as a person, not just his cock. Duo smiled sadly. It had been the normal things that they had enjoyed together the most. The cooking, reading and just cuddling watching a movie, eating popcorn. Stuff that they did, to pretend that they were normal. So he'd do the normal, traditional thing for T-chan and show up at his lawyer's looking somewhat presentable. He just hoped that he didn't freak. People, an airplane ride, crowded streets. They sounded scarier now then blowing up a base or self destructing did.
End Part 2
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