13 Sep 2000
This is the first story in The Angel Is Near Arc. Enjoy.
Category: Yaoi, Sap
Rating: PG-13 (right now)
Pairings: 1+2
Warnings: Hmmm... odd... I think...
Spoilers: None.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything. This is for fun and enjoyment, no money is
being made. Please don't sue me, as I am poor.
Feedback: Yes please. All flames received will be used to light the fire under my ass and get me to write more fics that are against your liking, so there.
NOTES: Title taken from a book by Deepak Chopra. Just the title, nothing more.
-Prologue-
Duo looked at the boy sitting at the laptop, fingers never ceasing in they rhythmic typing. Duo sighed, would Heero never act like a normal human? Make social contact? Live? He glanced on last time at the stoic boy before turning back to his (naughty) manga.
Sometime later, the typing stopped with the triple click of a save. Turning to boy on the bed, Heero spoke, "Lights out." He stopped seeing the boy was already sound asleep. "Hn."
The prussian eyed boy tugged off his green tank top, tossing it aside. Sliding off his jeans and pulling on a pair of threadbare boxers, he turned to the sleeping boy.
Duo lay on his stomach, his sleeping clothes already on. His manga lay on the floor, having dropped from his limp fingers. Heero smiled slightly as he gently lifted the boy so he could place him *under* the covers. Heero's smile widened as Duo's head turned towards him, chestnut hair falling over closed violet eyes. Heero, seeing no harm in it, took this opportunity to brush the strands away from the angelic face of the sleeper.
"Sleep well, Duo..." He whispered. The braided boy mumbled something as he turned in his sleep.
From high above, an angel watched... his blue-silver eyes glowing with an ethereal light. 'Hn.' he smirked, 'the lost one is found...'
Not too far away, a dark haired boy looked up from his book. His silver-crystal eyes looking far and beyond his reading material.
In a hushed voice, he whispered, "The angel is near..."
End of Prologue
-Part 1-
Duo yawned, stretching languorously and blinking like a kitten awoken from a refreshing nap.
Heero chuckled slightly, watching the cat-like display.
"Wha..?" Duo asked, blinking sleepy eyes at the other occupant of the room.
"Nothing." Heero said, controlling his amusement. He'd gotten it down to a smirk.
Rubbing the sleep out of his eyes, Duo spoke, "If it makes Heero Yuy laugh, it must be something..."
Heero considered his answer. On one hand he could lie and say it was something on the computer... but Duo would know it was a lie... well, maybe he wouldn't... he was still half-asleep after all... On the other hand, he could just tell the boy how cute he looked when he awoke, stretching like a cat. He decided on a third course of action: avoid the question.
"Hn..."
Duo scowled at him, he hated when Heero refused to say anything. His main vocabulary consisted of 'Omae o korosu' and 'hn,' making it *really* hard to have a conversation for any length of time. Duo had become the number one specialist at one-sided conversation. He didn't mind it as much, at least he was allowed to stay in the same room. When they'd first met, Heero would yell at him to leave when ever he'd try to provoke the stoic boy into conversation.
Slipping out of the bed, Duo padded over to the bathroom, scooping up a set of clothes as he went. Ten minutes later, Duo emerged from the bathroom clothed in a pair of ragged jeans and an old t-shirt. As he walked towards the door, a strong arm halted him.
"Where are you going dressed like that?" Heero said, pointing at the jeans. They were practically in shreds, showing a good portion of his long, tone legs.
Duo shrugged, "What's it matter? I'm just gonna go out for a while..."
Heero scowled at the braided pilot, "You have 'fuck me' practically written all over you..."
Duo shrugged again, "It's not like I can't take care of myself, Heero. I am a Gundam pilot."
Heero was getting upset, he wasn't going to let Duo know it though. "You're dressed like that. Get some clothes on or sit down and do something..." Heero nearly growled.
"It's none of your fucking business, Yuy, what the fuck I do! So get out of my fucking way, NOW!" He tried to shrug Heero off of him, but found himself flung across the room.
"I said, get some damn clothes on... I don't need to be saving your ass cause you made a stupid mistake again." Heero's eyes were glowing fury. Duo wouldn't listen to simple reasoning, plus Heero was finding that he liked the boy a lot more than he'd first thought and just the thought of Duo getting raped by some bastard cause he was stupid enough to go out half dressed basically sporting a 'fuck me' logo, was enough to make him see red. He launched himself at the boy.
Duo's eyes went wide as Heero jumped at him. Duo couldn't think, first he'd found himself flying across the room, now the boy who'd thrown him was leaping at him... coming in for a brawl... or so he thought.
Heero didn't realize what he was doing until he found himself pinning Duo to the carpet and kissing him fiercely. He knew he should stop, that he didn't know if Duo wanted this and it was wrong to force himself on the boy... But he couldn't stop. It felt so good, so right, to be body to body, lips to lips with the violet eyed angel.
Duo shook his head, trying to free himself from Heero, but Heero was unshakable... somewhere in his struggle he found that he actually enjoyed being kissed by Heero... Timidly, Duo opened his mouth slightly as Heero's tongue quested along his bottom lip.
Heero felt Duo's lips open as he brushed his tongue along the boy's lower lip. Taking advantage of this, he slid his tongue into the warm, sweet mouth. Kissing Duo was like being in heaven... Heero felt Duo timidly try to reach to his insistant turbulance. Heero nearly jumped... Duo was kissing back, albeit tentatively, but he *was* kissing back. He was nearly bursting with joy.
Breaking the kiss for air, Heero looked down at the boy. Duo looked guilelessly up at him, his eyes full of questions. Heero pressed a chaste kiss to the boy's slightly swollen lips. Duo blinked at him, all his body language questioned Heero's actions.
Heero wondered if he should use this as an example or continue what he'd started... He found that his pants we getting a little too tight for comfort as he gazed into violet depths. Heero took in all of Duo's reactions, all his expressions, all his currious looks... 'He's a complete innocent...' Heero thought, all this information pointing at that conclusion. 'Should I...?' Sighing, Heero got up and put a hand out to help Duo from the floor.
"See?" he said, "You couldn't have defended yourself..."
Duo looked stunned, Heero had done that as a mock attack? Surely the passion he'd sensed was real... or was it? Duo suddenly felt tears coming to his eyes... whether it was the thought that Heero had rejected him or the rebuke he didn't know. His natural reaction was to start yelling about how he could so defend himself, but he knew Heero would just try that again... perhaps that wasn't such a bad idea after all.
"I can so! If I really needed to I could...!!!" Duo glared at the blue eyed pilot.
"Hn." Heero said, crossing his arms across his chest. Duo was challenging him, he thought. He was challenging him to prove that Heero was right... but should he? That was tainting an innocent... but the innocent was asking for it... Heero looked the boy in the eyes. Was Duo sure about this? Heero would be able to hold back, looking at the boy who had issued the challenge did nothing to alleviate his erection... only further it.
He looked into Duo's eyes... making his decision...
End of Part 1
Ok, this is an angel fic, yes... I cannot wait to get into the next part or so... I am working on part 2, but it may take some time... I have lots to work on...
(:./willow/angelvoice1)
