This isn't a sequel to Eh?, but more like a companion piece that has a similar theme. 2nd part might have a little lemon juice, nothing as of yet. It's a Heero and Duo fluff fic.
Damn, thought Duo as he laid back on his futon in his single room. It's the holidays and I'm in a ryokan in Japan while Heero does his mission. I should've gone to Quatre's house. Quatre promised honey-baked ham, baked sweet potatoes with brown sugar and marshmallows, plum pudding, roast chestnuts, spiced apple cider, even snow. Even Wufei and Sally went to Quatre's house. I wonder why Heero insisted I come with him when Christmas isn't that big a deal here.
Then he turned onto his stomach and frowned. And who is that woman who's always going into his room with those bags that say K-books and Mandarake. A half an hour later, she walks out with just half of her bags looking mighty cheerful and Heero has paper stuffed up his nose. What is going on in there, thought Duo.
He thought about the woman and frowned. She's not hideous, he thought, but I don't think that she's Heero's type whatever that may be. Also, she doesn't hang around him or talk to him outside of his room. I asked Heero and he said she was an informant gathering special information for him for money. But then what is with all that toilet paper in his nose. What kind of information is she bringing him? Then he sat up and pulled his picking tools from his braid. There is only one way to find out.
Duo walked to Heero's room, looked around then started picking away. I know Heero's going to be away today. He was gone all day with that woman, I can't remember her name, at something called Comiket. And I saw them leave around the same time this morning. There we go, he thought cheerfully as he opened the door.
He walked in and shut the door behind him. Everything was neatly folded and organized except for a stack of what appeared to be some very thin books. The one on top caught his attention. He sat down and picked it up. Wow, the guys on the cover look like me and Heero, he thought. It's really well drawn, too. Then he noticed the little bit in English that said HeeroXDuo. Gee, I wonder what that means, he thought. He then looked at all the other covers. Wow, these must've been done by a whole bunch of different artists. I think these must be the doujinshis that woman was talking about with that Swedish guy. Hmmm, I wonder why a bunch of them have the notation HeeroXDuo. I wonder what they've written about us. With that, he opened one of the doujinshis.
He flipped through a few pages, then his eyes got really big and his braid went straight up before settling back down. He stared at it, then said, "Oh, my God!" He continued to flip through the entire doujinshi, then he put it aside. This... This is what Heero's been getting from his informant?
Once he got over the initial shock, he began thinking, You know, this is actually kinda interesting. He flopped unto Heero's futon and began leafing through the rest of the stack. Going through several dozen pages of him in various positions from missionary to being screwed from behind to sitting on top, he began to feel excited. No wonder Heero's sporting a nosebleed, some of this stuff is pretty hot. Woah, handcuffs, he thought. Damn, Heero, I didn't know you were so kinky. Wait, is that even possible? He felt himself bulge against the flimsy material of his cotton pajama pants. Oh, great, he thought.
All the while he was doing this, he didn't notice someone quietly watching from the door until that person suddenly went:
"EH... HEM!"
Duo snapped his head up to see Heero standing in the doorway. Uh oh, he thought, Wait, I shouldn't be the one to be embarrassed. He's the one who bought this stuff. Oh, man! "Oh, a nice art collection, I'll be leaving now."
He jumped up and tried to leave the room, but Heero blocked his way. "Why did you break into my room?"
Duo looked at the expression on Heero's face. There was no anger in that face, just a mixture of curiosity and expectation. "Why did you buy those books?"
"What did you find so interesting about them? Was it this?" Heero said, kissing him on the mouth, then proceeding to give him some hickies on the neck.
"Well, maybe a little," Duo admitted as they were slowly backing towards the futon.
"Or this?" Heero said as he began using his thumb to toy with Duo's nipple.
"Well, that too."
Somehow they ended up lying down on the futon with Heero slowly and gently massaging Duo's crotch.
"Heero, if you keep doing that, I'm going to mess up my pants."
"Hn, the pants should come off."
And so they did...
The End
Epilogue:
"Cool," said Duo as he laid back in his first-class seat on the shuttle. "We should be able to make it in time to celebrate New Year's Eve with everybody."
"Here," said Heero.
Duo looked at the box and said, "Oh, my God. A model of Deathscythe. But I didn't get you anything because I thought you didn't celebrate Christmas." Heero tooked thoughtful for a few seconsd, then took Duo by the hand and led him into the bathroom.
A few minutes later.
"We are encountering turbulence, we don't know the source," announced the pilot of the airplane.
(:./mk/ehhem)
