27-Sep-2000
Title: Perfect Fan
Author: Kimmie (JaenKaeGW@hotmail.com)
Archive: GW Addiction
Category: yaoi, will be lemon, attempted humour
Pairings: 1x2
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters, I mean no harm, I have no
money... Stuff like that. Yeah.
Rating: will be NC-17
Warnings: none.
Spoilers: none.
Notes: Sort of a response to a fic challenge issued by Nicole.
\...\=writing
*...*=emphasis
"..."=dialogue
/.../=thoughts
A thin woman with glasses and long brown hair sauntered up to Heero and Duo's table with a pad of paper and a pen. "Good evening. May I take your order?"
Heero smiled in Duo's direction and gestured for him to go first. Duo graciously bowed his head to Heero before ordering. "A cup of hot tea and an order of spaghetti, please." Their waitress nodded and looked to Heero.
Glancing at his menu, Heero spoke his own order. "Tea for me, too, and... the baked ziti... sounds lovely."
The waitress smiled more widely. "Wonderful choices. Can I get you some garlic bread?"
Glancing at each other surrepticiously, Heero and Duo proclaimed quite quickly, "No!" /Can't have garlic breath on the off chance I get to kiss him.../
Their server nodded once more and walked off.
The air was filled with terse silence for a moment before they began a conversation about the movie. Only a moment after they began to debate the merits and flaws of the main characters, their meal arrived. The rest of the meal was filled with mastication, cautious glances and the occasional brave foot seeking another, only to pause right before contact to pull away.
While watching Duo suck a single strand of the saucy spaghetti into his mouth, Heero took pause. /Oh, gosh. That mouth... This is enough for a week of fantasies... at least. I want to write these thoughts down... yeah... put them into a fic, post them up for the world to see... for him to see?/
With dinner finished, and plates whisked away, Heero found himself wanting to get home to write. After a moment, Heero began to fake a stomachache. Not wanting to run to the bathroom to prove that he wasn't being truthful to the man who never lied, Heero pulled out his wallet, threw down enough money to cover both of their meals and the tip and excused himself from the restaurant. "Duo? I'm going to head back to the house now. I don't feel so well at all. Take care of the check with that and I'll see you later, okay?"
Duo nodded. "Sure thing, Heero. Uh... I hope you feel better. Need me to walk you home?"
Heero shook his head. "No... I think I can make it. Thanks... anyway."
Smiling slightly, Duo watched Heero leave. /He doesn't love me. Doesn't want me. But, he won't hurt my feelings. Heero... just how good could it have gotten?/
Once he arrived at the safehouse, Heero hauled himself through the door, a faked expression of slight discomfort bordering on pain touching his normal ice-glazed stare. Trowa, Quatre, and Wufei appeared to be playing strip Scrabble and thus took no notice of Heero's apparent condition. He made his way to his room and opened up his laptop with a tiny grin. /Duo.../
Clenching and unclenching his fingers a few times after opening up his document program, Heero began to type.
\Smiling slightly, Heero caught Duo's gaze and pointed to his own lip. Duo raised an eyebrow. "Eh, koi? What?"Heero finished chewing his bread and motioned for Duo to lean closer. Duo did so and smiled as Heero's thumb traced below his lip, capuring an errant bit of spaghetti sauce. Duo blushed slightly and placed a small kiss on Heero's cheek before turning back to his spaghetti with a slightly flushed face.
With deft hands, Heero pulled Duo's chair closer and promptly lifted Duo into a carrying embrace, taking him off to the living room. All the others were on a mission. Heero had just set another of his own. "Duo... I'm going to screw you silly."
Duo smiled and began to work on the buttons of Heero's shirt. "I'm already silly. Now, just make me part of you."\
Heero twisted around when he heard a sharp gasp behind him. Duo was standing less than a foot behind him, eyes wide, with one hand outstretched toward Heero's shoulder. Heero jumped up and tried to keep Duo from seeing everything he hadn't already. "Duo... it's not what you think..."
Duo's lower lip trembled slightly. "Are you the one who has been posting those things?"
Heero closed his eyes and barely nodded. "Hai."
Breathing in shakily, Duo smiled. "Just... tell me why. Fan fiction? Is that what it was?"
Heero nodded again. "Yes. You gave me a mission. I accepted. Everyone says to write about what I know... I only know you and the other pilots."
With a tear sliding gently down one cheek, Duo embraced Heero tightly. "Baka. It's called fan fiction because fans write it. You don't write about people you know."
"But I'm a fan... of you. And, you said to write my fantasies... and I did. And, I'm sorry I posted them up for the world to see, but... there was a contest and I know you like anime and that's what the prize was and I wanted to win it for you and I figured that maybe, just maybe, if I did you'd hug me and I'd get to hug you..."
Duo pulled him even closer. "You're more of a baka than I thought. I'm hugging you *now*. This is your change to hug back. Please, Heero..."
With shaking arms, Heero embraced Duo, burying his face into the other's neck. "Duo... I love you."
"And I love you more."
With shaking finality, Heero spoke once more. "I love you most."
Duo shook with the words, happiness flowing through his veins in a heavier concentration than his blood. "I love you most-est."
"That's not a word."
Snuggling into Heero's embrace, Duo laughed lightly. "Normal words can't express what I feel for you."
"Agreed."
Duo pulled away slightly and placed a delicate kiss on Heero's lips, letting his emotions carry him away into a blissful world with no interruptions, no false pretenses, and one love of his life who made his love requited.
When lack of oxygen overcame the pair, they pulled away, still retained softened grips on one another. "So, Duo... got any fantasies that you want to see become reality?"
Duo smiled broadly. "So far, this *was* my fantasy. Heero plus Duo equals starry eyes and kissy-facing. But, there's always rhinestones and bondage..."
Heero snorted. "Maybe later. How about we try having sex first?"
"Ooo... can I be on bottom?"
Pulling out of Duo's arms with a hint of a smile on his face, Heero walked over to his dresser and pulled out a tube of lubricant. "I was hoping you'd ask that."
Duo gleefully bounded over and grabbed the tube, unscrewing the top and tossing it off somewhere before throwing the tube on the bed and beginning to take off his clothes. Heero watched as inch after inch of tantalizing skin was revealed. "Oh... Duo... You're beautiful."
Struggling with his pants for a moment, Duo looked up. "Beautiful? I'm gorgeous. And you're wearing too many clothes. Off with your pants!" Heero happily complied.
End Part 4
(:./jennykim/perfect4)
