Title: Coming Of Age - 1/?
Author: tkmaxwell777
Category: Shonen Ai/Shoujo Ai/Yaoi
Pairings: 2x4, 1+2, 3+4, D+R
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: No, I don't own the characters of Gundam Wing... yes, I am going to use them in this story... no, I don't have any money if you try to sue me for it... yes, I promise to not harm them, but pleasure is another story *hentai grin* 'Tell Me How You Want It' belongs to Damn Yankees.
Warnings: Angst, Lemon, Sap
Archived: Yep! Thanks Lev :)
Notes: Duo and Quatre have been lovers since the end of the war, even though they're each in love with someone else. Dorothy invites everyone to a surprise party for Relena's 18th birthday. What will happen when they see the ones they long for... and what will become of what they have already?
//lyrics//
Quatre rolled over, snuggling into the warmth that had been pressed against his back. Silky tendrils of hair caressed his skin, and he sighed in pleasure; there was nothing like waking up surrounded by Duo's hair. Quatre smiled as the former Deathscythe pilot moved closer, moaning in his sleep, as he buried his face against the blonde's smooth chest. Quatre ran his hands through the other boy's hair, thinking he was glad he had managed to schedule a two-week vacation.
They had been sleeping together for a year-and-a-half now. After the Mariemaia Incident, all of the pilots had gone their separate ways. Three months later, Quatre was knocking on Duo's apartment door on L2. He had just visited Trowa, who was still at the circus on L3. Quatre had finally confessed his feelings to the former Heavyarms pilot, but Trowa had explained that he could never see the blonde as anything but a friend and former comrade; Quatre had been heartbroken.
Duo had listened to the blonde cry his heart out. Then Duo had told Quatre that he had been in love with Heero ever since the first war. Even though the former Wing pilot and Relena had finally made it public knowledge that they were just friends, Heero hadn't given Duo any indication that he would be interested in the braided pilot in a romantic way; Duo was just as heartsick as Quatre, only his came out in bitterness whereas Quatre's came out in tears.
Quatre had stayed with Duo for a month before they'd had sex. It had been a Friday night, and both of them had been depressed. Duo had been ranting about Heero being an emotionless bastard, while Quatre had told Duo that one of the main reasons Trowa didn't want him was because he saw Quatre as being so innocent. They had looked at each other, realizing for the first time that the antithesis of what they each longed for was sitting across from the other one. Duo had laughingly suggested that they just sleep together for the hell of it; Quatre had agreed without even thinking about it. The next morning, they had vowed to be there for each other like that until one or both found something more. Neither had yet.
Quatre looked down at his sleeping lover. Duo hadn't changed much over the past year. He had filled out a little more, his slender form taking on a more muscular look, and his face had lost some of its roundness, but those eyes were still so childlike sometimes that Quatre wanted to giggle. They brought out the playfulness in each other, and it had been good for both of them. He knew the longhaired boy cared for him; in fact, they loved each other, but there was a shadow on their lives. Quatre would feel a frail hope sometimes within his soul and then see it reflected in Duo's eyes. That hope was the only thing that truly kept them from surrendering to what they had together. They both knew that if either one of them found that they had a chance with the person they had fallen in love with, the other would want him to pursue it; they loved each other that much.
Quatre felt Duo wake, his head pulling back slightly so he could look up at the blonde. Violet eyes peered at him sleepily from under chestnut bangs. "Morning, Cat. Didja sleep well?"
Quatre smiled. "Yes. What little sleep I got. I was only gone for a month, Duo. You'd think I'd been gone for a year the way you pounded into me last night."
"You said you wanted it hard," Duo defended himself, looking pleased. "Besides, a month is a helluva long time to be without."
Quatre rolled his eyes. They had indulged in phone sex more than once in his absence. It wasn't as if Duo hadn't had any form of release. "You and your libido."
Duo snickered and began nibbling on Quatre's throat. "Mmm. Yeah. Me and my libido would like a nice morning wake-up session." He pulled away, those beautiful eyes shining as he rubbed his arousal against Quatre's thigh suggestively. "Interested?"
Aqua depths glittered with mischief. "Perhaps."
Duo cocked an eyebrow. "Need some convincing, maybe?"
The blonde laughed and kissed Duo's nose. "Maybe."
Duo grinned as he rolled over on top of the former Sandrock pilot. "Well, by all means, let me see what I can do about that."
It didn't take long for the chestnut haired boy to convince Quatre that he was definitely going to have to extend that vacation to a month.
Duo walked out of the bathroom, toweling his long hair. He looked at his blonde lover, still lying in their rumpled bed, and smiled. Quatre had dozed off while Duo had been in the shower. The longhaired boy let his eyes rake over the sleeping figure. He hadn't realized how much Quatre had become part of his life until the boy's absence for the past month. As he took in the sight before him, he noted how much the former pilot had changed. Quatre was now almost as tall as Duo, and his body had developed more due to working on various construction sites during the summer; but the best change in appearance, in Duo's opinion, was Quatre's hair. The blonde had let his short locks grow out some, hanging almost to his shoulders now, which he wore in a ponytail at times. Duo loved running his hands through it when it was down, and he could finally understand why people were so fascinated with his own long chestnut strands.
Duo walked over and sat down on the bed, still watching the other boy. When Quatre had shown up at his door all those months ago, he hadn't known exactly what to do. He had been so lonely himself, and the prospect of a roommate was a delightful one. He hadn't intended on becoming Quatre's lover. Duo had never even thought of Quatre like that before, but when he'd made the half-hearted joke about it, and had seen the interest in the other boy's eyes, he'd known he couldn't back down from it. That first time with the blonde was something he would never forget. Quatre had been so giving and so passionate; Duo had never regretted it.
The only problem was that he was still in love with Heero Yuy. Being Quatre's lover was wonderful, but there was just an empty place inside Duo's heart that only Heero could fill, and Duo couldn't help it. He had tried to forget the blue-eyed boy, turning his pain into anger, yet it just didn't seem to change the love he had for him. Duo knew that Quatre still felt the same way about Trowa too. It made him a little sad to think that they were both held prisoners by their own hearts.
Duo watched as Quatre stirred. Deep aqua-blue eyes fluttered open, a smile following on those soft lips. "Decided to take a 'Cat' nap," the blonde smirked.
Duo reached over and flipped the other boy's hair. "Better get up and get a shower, sleeping beauty. The guys are coming over to the yard to practice in less than an hour."
Quatre's eyes shot open, fully awake. "Great!" He was out of the room, flying towards the bathroom before Duo could even reply.
They had a 'junk yard band', as Duo referred to it. They both sang vocals and played guitar. There were three other guys who played bass, keyboards, drums, and additional guitar when needed. They worked at the scrap yard that Hilde and Duo owned together. Every Saturday they practiced at the yard, and sometimes they even played a gig or two at the local clubs on the weekends. Their music was old Earth classic rock, mixed with some blues and jazz, and the occasional alternative selections. Duo was in a 'Damn Yankees' phase. Quatre seemed to adore the group, so he wasn't complaining. Duo smiled. He enjoyed hearing the other boy sing as much as he did hearing him scream in pleasure. That thought led to others, and before long, Duo was considering another shower. The sound of Quatre shutting off the water brought him to his senses. Shaking his head, Duo got up and began to get dressed.
//And you outta know, if there's a way, I will come crashin' through your door, mmmhmm, I'll take you higher than you've ever been before. So come on, won't you tell me how you want it, tell me what you want me to do, someday I'm gonna be a rich man, baby, you got nothin' to lose//
The music filled the garage as the band played. Quatre was singing, enjoying the heavy guitar and suggestive lyrics. He'd been with the band almost ever since he and Duo had started seeing each other. It made him feel so free to sing songs like this. The music was hard, seductive even, and Quatre wanted to lose the 'nice boy' image he'd been graced with because he'd always looked so innocent and young. He'd even grown his hair out in an attempt to look more... sexy.
//Rollin' like thunder, come above I'll take you there, hey yeah, it's now or never, gotta get up while we can. You gotta tell me how you want it, mmm, won't you tell me, tell me what you want me to do, someday I'm gonna be a rich man, baby, you got nothin' to lose. Tell me how you want it, how you want it, tell me what you want me to do, someday I'm gonna win you over, you got nothin' to lose//
Quatre suddenly spied a familiar figure as she walked into the garage. He smiled in welcome as he continued singing. Looking over at Duo, he saw the braided boy grinning at the girl standing there listening to them. The look on her face told them that she liked what she heard.
//Going nowhere ain't no pleasure, just pain when you're livin' a lie. Don't think it over, don't talk it over, just jump in my car, jump in my car, and we'll ride, ride, ride, like there's no tomorrow, whoa, ride, ride, ride, ride//
Duo began the guitar solo, showing off his increasing skills. Quatre watched the girl's eyebrows being raised in appreciation. He felt a little flutter inside, excitement at having someone they knew listening. His voice rang out loud and clear, the nice even tenor floating through the air like waves on the ocean.
//Rollin' like thunder, come above I'll take you there, hey yeah, I'll take you higher than you've ever been before. Tell me how you want it, how you want it, tell me what you want me to do, someday I'm gonna be a rich man, baby, you got nothin' to lose. Ohohoh, Tell me how you want it, how you want it, tell me what you want me to do, someday I'm gonna win you over, you got nothin' to lose//
Quatre finished singing the last few lines of the song. The guitars then took over to end it. A round of applause echoed through the garage.
"I believe you are already a rich man, Mr. Winner," Dorothy Catalonia said glibly as she walked forward.
Quatre bounded off the makeshift stage to grab the girl in a fierce embrace. "It's good to see you, Miss Dorothy!"
Duo walked over to them, a bright smile on his face. "Whatcha doin' here, Dory?"
Dorothy let Quatre go to hug Duo in greeting. "Let's just say I'm on a mission," she replied as she pulled away to look at both of them.
The two boys looked at each other before motioning for Dorothy to join them in the little side office. Dorothy and Quatre sat in the two chairs there while Duo hopped up on the desk.
"So what's up?" the braided boy asked.
Dorothy smiled. "Next week is Relena's 18th birthday. I want to throw her a surprise party."
"Oh!" Quatre exclaimed happily. "That sounds great!"
Dorothy nodded. "Zechs and Noin can't make it in for her birthday, so I wanted to do something special for her to help with the disappointment of not seeing her brother. It looks like it's going to be a mini-reunion of the Gundam pilots as well."
"Oh really? Who's all coming?" Duo asked, feeling a flutter in his stomach. He refused to look at Quatre, knowing the other boy would be able to read his mind if he saw his eyes.
Quatre watched the other boy, already knowing what Duo was thinking. A moment of panic seized him, but he reminded himself once again that they had only vowed to stay together unless something better came along. Quatre knew how Duo felt about Heero. If there was the slightest chance... well, he wanted Duo to be happy. He'd known they'd have to face this someday; apparently, someday had finally come.
"Well, I've contacted Heero and Trowa so far. They'll both be there. Catherine is going to come too, and I just spoke with Hilde before making my way back here, and she's in. Wufei and Sally are on a mission, but they should be back in time. Other than that, just a few other close friends of Relena's. And, of course, you two."
Duo swallowed. Heero was going to be there. He felt the pain surge through his heart and tried to turn it into indifference; it wasn't working for some reason. He couldn't help himself. As much as he knew he should avoid Heero, he knew he would go, just to see the other boy again. He finally turned turbulent violet eyes to meet with equally tumultuous aqua ones.
Quatre felt his heart lurch as he saw the fear and hope in his lover's eyes. Duo was HIS lover. He felt a possessiveness overtake him, and anger at Heero Yuy quickly followed. His thoughts then turned to Trowa, and the overwhelming feelings just melted away as he realized he wasn't quite over the former Heavyarms pilot either. Maybe there was a chance for him too... Quatre turned back to Dorothy.
"Of course we'll be there," he replied, trying to keep his voice steady. "We wouldn't let Relena down on such an important day. A girl only turns eighteen once."
Duo sighed in resignation. "Yeah, Lena deserves no less than a first class bash for the occasion."
Dorothy looked from one to the other. She knew that the two had been together for over a year now, but still, she had a feeling that something was going on. There was hesitation there. Could they be afraid of what the other pilots would think of them?
"I'm sure the guys will be happy to see you too," she reassured them, "and you don't have to worry about transportation or anything. I'll be making all the arrangements. All you have to do is sit back and enjoy this little mini vacation."
Quatre laughed. "Well, I really am on vacation, so I guess that won't be too hard."
The three of them shared a laugh at that, and then Duo gave Dorothy a pointed look. "That's quite a thing to do for a friend," he remarked casually, even though there was interest in his voice. "You sure you're not a little enamored with Miss Lena?"
Dorothy blushed. "Well, Mr. Maxwell! What a thing to say!"
Quatre smirked at the former pilot before continuing the other boy's line of questioning. "Yeah, Dory," he began, using the nickname Duo had. "You've always seemed to be a little infatuated with her. Sure you haven't fallen for the Vice-Foreign Minister? Hmm?"
Dorothy's face colored even more before she replied evenly, "Lena means the world to me, but it really doesn't matter how I feel, because she'd never want me. Not like that anyway." She sighed heavily. "But at least I can be her friend, and it's enough."
Quatre felt bad for teasing her. He reached out a hand, patting her shoulder. "Sorry, Dorothy. I know what it's like to want someone, and them not even notice."
Duo moved closer to Dorothy, taking her hand. "Me too, Dory. It hurts like a sonofabitch."
Dorothy looked up into understanding violet, then sympathetic aqua-blue. "Thanks." She forced a smile. "Besides, who knows? Maybe she'll see it someday. Until then, I can say that I have an absolute angel for a best friend."
"Yeah," Duo replied, his voice suddenly tinged with anger, "must be nice to at least be able to say that."
Dorothy looked at him. "But you two... you're together now, right?"
Quatre could feel Duo's pain; his own heart constricted at it. "Yes, but we never got a chance to be with the person we fell in love with. Even though we're together, we both still... well... Duo never told Heero because Heero didn't seem interested, and Trowa told me outright that he didn't want me." Quatre shook his head. "We just can't seem to let go of the love we have for them."
"Wish I could," Duo mumbled. Quatre reached out and caressed his lover's cheek, earning a shaky smile.
Dorothy sighed. "Well, maybe this is an opportunity to find out for good if your love is in vain. Duo, if you promise to give Heero a chance to return your affections, and Quatre, you promise to show Trowa that you are more than he thinks you are, then I will tell Miss Relena how I feel."
Quatre and Duo both blinked.
"But I already know that Trowa doesn't want me," Quatre replied hastily.
"And Heero could never be interested in me," Duo argued quickly.
Dorothy just smiled brighter. "So, if we're so sure, why do we keep hoping something will change?" When neither one would answer, she continued, "Let's promise to just try... just once?"
Both boys gave each other a searching look. When they both saw the uncertain longing in each other's eyes, they knew they had no other choice.
"All right."
"Yeah, I'm in."
Dorothy nodded. "Then it's settled." She stood, getting ready to walk out, when a thought came to her. Turning, she gave them a playful look. "By the way, would the band like to play at the party?"
The smiles she received were well worth the trip she'd made from Earth to L2.
Duo lay in the dark listening to Quatre breathe. He knew the other boy wasn't asleep. He also knew why. "Cat, if you don't want to do this, we won't."
It had been a week since Dorothy had invited them to Relena's surprise party. Although they hadn't spoken about what this trip would mean for their relationship, Duo could sense that things were changing between him and Quatre, and he didn't know exactly how to feel about it; he didn't know if it was what he really wanted. They were leaving for Earth in the morning.
Quatre sighed heavily. "No, we have to. We've been hiding from this for too long, Duo."
There was silence for a moment before Duo spoke again. "I don't want to lose what we have, but I can't keep from wondering what might happen if I tell Heero how I feel." He paused, for once choosing his words carefully. "I love you, Quatre. I don't want you to ever doubt that, man."
Quatre felt tears fill his eyes. He turned over, burying his face in Duo's shoulder, feeling the other boy's arms wind around him tightly. "I love you too, Duo. So much. But like you, I have to see, just one more time, if it's possible."
Duo buried his face in the soft blonde hair of his lover. "If it works out, I don't want you to hesitate, Cat. I'll be okay, no matter what. I want you to be happy. I'll miss you, but I want you to be happy." He felt tears rolling down his face before he even knew he was crying.
"Me too. If Heero wants you, then don't even consider not being with him. I'll be all right."
They held each other close, feeling their hearts breaking already, realizing how much they had come to need each other. Before Quatre knew what was happening, Duo was kissing him. It was different than their usual kisses; there was a sense of desperation as the longhaired boy claimed the blonde's lips.
No words were needed as they pulled off their boxers, both gasping as skin met skin. Duo continued kissing the other boy as he prepared him, relishing the cries of pleasure from Quatre that were muffled by the mouth devouring his. Duo was soon thrusting three fingers inside his lover, hitting Quatre's prostate with practiced accuracy.
"Please, Duo!" Quatre begged, needing to feel the other boy inside him. The soft kisses and driving digits were at odds, creating an intense feeling in him like he'd never known before.
"Tell me what you want, baby," Duo asked huskily, never feeling so connected with someone like he was at that moment. He wanted to give Quatre something to always remember... just in case.
Quatre was panting, his hair around his face wet from sweat already. "I want you to..." He paused. In the past year, he had asked Duo to take him, screw him, even fuck him, but he had never asked him to do what he wanted at that moment. "I want you... to make love to me... Duo."
Duo looked down into aqua beauty. The tears falling from his eyes were mirrored in those of the boy beneath him. "Then that's what I'm going to do." Leaning down, Duo took Quatre's lips in a passionate yet gentle kiss.
Removing his fingers, Duo lubed his erection quickly. He positioned himself, placing Quatre's legs on his shoulders, and began sliding into the velvet heat of his lover's body. He took it slow, savoring the feeling of the other boy, cherishing the moment more than he ever had before. When he was fully inside the trembling blonde beneath him, he leaned in for another soul-shattering kiss.
"I will always love you, Quatre Raberba Winner. I could never give myself to someone the way I've given myself to you if I didn't."
Quatre smiled through his tears, his heart rejoicing and crying out at the same time. "Nor I, Duo Maxwell. I will love you for as long as the wind dances on the sand."
They began to move, a slow, sultry rhythm, not hurried in any way. It was a bittersweet joining, for both of them knew that it was also the beginning of goodbye. Tears and sweat rolled off of them as they gave and took from each other. Duo pulled Quatre up to straddle his thighs as he reclined back onto his haunches. It deepened the penetration, and Quatre was screaming in ecstasy as Duo snapped his hips up, thrusting into him with utter abandonment. The blonde rode the longhaired boy with all of his heart, letting every emotion overwhelm him. They watched each other approach the apex of their lovemaking, and Duo reached between them to begin stroking Quatre's arousal. With a cry of sublime pleasure and sheer devastation, Quatre climaxed, his seed pulsing from his body all over Duo's hand and their thighs. Duo felt his lover tighten around him, and with one more thrust, he came with blinding force, his essence pumping into Quatre with each shudder that ran through his own body. When the intensity of their coupling faded, they allowed gravity to pull them down to the bed. As they lay entangled, trembling in each other's embrace, silent tears fell from violet and aqua eyes as they realized that they were letting go of what they had in order to find that 'something more'.
It was death. It was life. It was love.
End Part 1
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