Title: Auction 1/?
Nana (VelvtWhipLasher@icqmail.com)
Category: Yaoi, mild language, OOC Heero, messed Quatre for now.
Pairing: 1x2, 4x1, 4x3
Disclaimer: Nope, nope, nope. You need more? Nope.
"Heero, we need to talk," Duo started softly.
"What is it?" instead of listening to what Duo has to say, Heero starts to nibble on his ear, while his hand unbuttoned Duo's pants and started to stroke his length.
"Heero, I," Duo started to gasp. He loved it when Heero touched him, but this was something he needed to say even though it was going to hurt both of them.
"Shh, you can tell me later," Heero murmured as he leaned for a kiss.
"That's it!" Duo blew up and pushed Heero off.
"What?"
"I am so sick and tired of you always telling me to wait until later!"
"Why?"
"Whenever I try to talk to you, you just won't listen! All you want is sex!" Duo yelled. He was getting there. Just a bit more and his point would be very clear.
"Sex!? This is not about sex! I'm just showing you that I love you!" Heero was shocked. How could he say that to him? After what he did for him, Duo should be begging him to touch him all the time.
"Yeah, you show your love by chasing me around like Relena going after you, fucking me whenever I have something to say, not letting me make my own decision, damn it Heero! I can do all that shit by myself!" There, this should make things clear for him.
"What are you saying?" Heero asked slowly. Why was Duo talking like that? He didn't like it at all.
"What I'm saying is, that I'm dumping you!" Duo practically screamed the last sentence. He took a deep breath and calmed himself.
"You are dumping me as in you are leaving me?" No, that can not be!
"Yes, Heero, it's a separate way for us now."
"But, but I can change!" Heero was practically wailing. Duo felt sorry but he had to do this. He could no longer handle Heero's obsession. He gulped and looked deeply into his eyes.
"Good bye, Heero," then he turned around and walked off, leaving Heero standing there like a statue. Tears trickled down his cheek.
3 years later.
"Heero, hello? Are you there?" Quatre waved his hand in front of Heero. "Hn," was his reply as usual. Quatre "met" Heero about 3 years ago. He was a slob then. Always getting drunk at the same bar which he owned, picking up fights whenever he felt like it, beating up anyone if he or she starts rubbing against him or any other "unwilling suspect," grabbing the microphone and start singing in that slurred tone of his when the band was performing.. There were a lot. He was very interesting to watch. Heero never knew but Quatre always watched him since the time he entered the bar. Occasionally, he'd sit in front of the bartender, ranting about how love was a bitch. Pity, he was a fine man. Heero wasted so much time. Maybe Quatre should have reached out earlier. Heero was good looking. One should value little time they had in this tiny world. Heero turned his back and pulled the sheet over his head. Quatre rolled his eyes. Obviously, someone isn't enjoying his life. Quatre yanked the sheet off.
"Hey!" Heero protested. Whatever. Quatre was going to take charge - as usual like the day Heero picked up a fight with him. Actually, Heero didn't really try to fight with him. People who worked there complained to Quatre too much despite his repeated "be nice to people."
Flashback"Sir, you are giving discomfort to people in this bar," Quatre spoke to Heero who just finished another bottle of liquor.
"Yeah, so what?" Heero replied with throwing the bottle at him. Normally, people would get hit on the head by the bottle, get a terrible rip, and practically bleed to death. That didn't happen to Quatre. Quatre stepped aside, and caught the bottle with one hand.
"Don't you know that we recycle these bottles?" Quatre asked with a pleasant smile. Pleasant to people that was watching the spark between Quatre and Heero that is.
"You asshole!" just like Quatre had expected, outraged Heero lashed out at him. Soon, there was a heating combat, but you didn't really expect a drunken bastard to beat calm Quatre did you? After about 2 minutes, Heero was on the floor panting, while Quatre sat down next to him lighting up a cigar.
End Flashback
There wasn't any torture afterwards. Quatre just dragged Heero to his house and cleaned him up. When Heero was actually awake, Quatre began his "appreciating life" program on Heero. It was challenging, but he really enjoyed it. Heero never told him the reason why he was rotting at the bar and he never cared to ask. If Heero wanted to tell him, then he will. Three years went by and Heero started to change. He got moody, and showed little emotion. That was fine with him. At least he wasn't drinking himself to death. There was some lovemaking on the way, but it was really a stress release for Heero. Quatre had to do all the work. Hmph. He's no fun.
"Omae-O-Korosu!" Heero's little threat got him back to reality. Great. Omae-O-Korosu again.
"You know Heero, I'm probably the only one who understands what you are saying. I must admit, it is a great way to hide your feelings and thoughts, but you know you can't always hide it," Quatre said. Heero flinched a bit but he kept his glare on him. Quatre sighed.
"It's been 3 years and you are still messed up! If you did something at night, I wouldn't complain too much, but you don't! You don't even say anything! You just lie still, making me do all the work. Not fair!" Despite his nagging, Heero does not answer. Quatre frowned and tossed a suit on Heero.
"What the?"
"Wear it. We are going to an auction."
"Auction? I refuse to sit next to you and watch some rich people battle to get some 50 thousand year old toilet paper."
"I don't care. Just come today, you might enjoy it," Quatre insisted. They both glared at each other for.. How long? Quatre did not know. At last, Heero let out a sigh. Victory for the Winner!
End Part 1
Nana: ::shakes pompom:: c&c nana love!!
Jin: ::drags nana off::
NanashiNaNa
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