10-Apr-2000
the long awaited sequel to "No Way!" or "And Legs... !"
Notes: 1: this fic is dedicated to Jaeny-chan for her birthday... you have her to thank folks, if it weren't late already, who knows how long you would've had to wait... ? ^_^
2: if you're looking for a wonderful plot or highly developed characters... YOU'RE IN THE WRONG FIC! *sweatdrop* seriously folks, this is my excuse to torture... er, play with bishounen. this fic is extremely light-hearted in nature (except for the lemon scene in the cabin... ) and is not to be taken completely seriously. this is Heero and Duo trying to deal with their new relationship and how others react to it... and what would happen if they somehow met up with Chari (of all people?) again... ?
3: this story is unashamedly SHOUNEN AI, YAOI, LIMEY, and LEMONY in the later parts... like parts 2 and so on... if you can't deal with the idea of 2 gorgeously delicious young men locked in hot steamy sex... or even kissing, go away and don't read this fic! i'll not tolerate flames; they shall be used as my little sister's coloring paper.
4: c&c much appreciated!
Enjoy the fic, minna-san!
Heero opened his eyes.
He felt warm, sated, happy even. Now why was that?
"Mmm... Heero... "
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The Japanese boy turned his head to the source of the delicious warmth. He saw a lean body curled against him, the incredibly long, soft, silky chestnut hair spread over the both of them.
His eyes widened.
Did I... we... ?
Yup! And it's about time something happened! We were dyin' in here! And not in the good way either!
Before Heero could reply, the boy in his arms stirred slightly, eyes fluttering open to reveal sleep-fogged indigo.
"Mmmm... comfy... "
gulp
The American snuggled closer, yawning slightly, before looking back up at Heero's face.
"G'mornin', Heero," Duo murmured with a small smile on his face.
"Morning, Duo." He looked at the sleeping boy for a long moment. "Duo, are you ok with-"
His eyes widened suddenly.
Duo's response, while not exactly verbal, was most definitely an affirmative.
The manager looked at the room again, frowning at the thumps issuing from within.
Hmm... perhaps I should see if everything's all right in there...
The thought was cut off by a particularly loud moan that sounded vaguely like a name...
Face burning, the manager beat a hasty retreat, once more thanking the powers that be that those two were his only customers at the moment.
Heero stared at the ceiling, quite happy with his world, if rather dazed.
Duo smiled mischievously, a slightly lascivious gleam in his eyes.
"So," he accompanied the word with a shifting of his leg, bringing Heero out of his daze and back into the flaring of lust that had begun this entire escapade, "does that answer your question?"
The Japanese boy could only nod, starting to plan how to get Duo back... He was beginning to have an entirely new perspective on chocolate sauce...
Duo smirked smugly, snuggling closer against the normally stoic pilot of Wing Zero. The aforementioned pilot was still trying to get his thoughts to return to coherency, not an easy prospect. Especially with the distracting actions of Duo's hands... and mouth... and hair... The cobalt-eyed boy absently wondered how Quatre and Trowa managed to stay focused on the mission if this was the way their relationship was...
Wait a sec... Quatre! Trowa! Wufei! How would they... ?
He had a vague memory of asking Duo about that last night, but he couldn't recall the other boy's response. Duo's hands stilled, sensing his preoccupation with some problem or another. Heero could feel his lover's lips frown and started stroking his hair to placate him.
"Heero, what's wrong?"
"Duo, what about the others? How will they react?"
"Heero, as I said last night, I won't be able to hold back... you mean too much to me. I don't see any reason why we should try to hide our relationship from the guys, you know? I mean, it's not like Quatre and Trowa hid anything. And," he paused reflectively, "I'm pretty sure that Quatre knows how I feel about you. The only one who seems not to have noticed is the guy who's supposed to be perfect," Duo grinned, "and you were... perfectly oblivious, that is... "
Heero raised an eyebrow at that, but let it pass, running his hand along Duo's side through the chestnut silk. The indigo-eyed boy sighed, eyes falling closed as he arched into the caress, letting his hands explore his lover's chest once more.
"Mmm... Well, in any case, that's something we can worry about later... "
Heero smiled, silently agreeing as he proceeded to distract the both of them from their worrying for a good long time...
Wufei was the first to see them arrive, bringing Trowa and Quatre's attention to the approaching motorcycle.
"There go peace and quiet," the Chinese boy muttered.
Trowa looked at Quatre. "In other words, Duo's back, most likely with Heero."
The blonde boy smiled brilliantly. "Wonderful! It will be nice to have them back!"
"Hn. Speak for yourself."
"Wufei, be nice," Quatre admonished.
Trowa was too busy watching the interesting dynamic between the two below to comment. Whereas Heero had always acted as if he was barely tolerating Duo's frequent gestures of affection, not to mention his mere presence, now he was showing no sign of shrugging off the braided boy who was currently glomping him. The brown-haired boy opened the window slightly to catch part of the conversation, hoping to hear some clue as to what had happened to change the interaction between the two.
Not that he didn't have his own theory...
"... Duo." It sounded as if Heero had just finished reminding the American of something unpleasant.
"Yeah, yeah... " A long sigh, accompanied by Duo withdrawing his arms from around the other boy. "I know, but I don't have to like it!" This outburst was accompanied by a pout.
"But it's better this way," Heero replied, brushing Duo's bangs out of his eyes. "Less distraction for any of us."
"But... !"
"Shh... " The Japanese boy lay a finger across the usually mobile lips now stilled and parted from the word.
Trowa then stifled a sound of shock as Heero stroked Duo's cheek gently, murmuring something he couldn't overhear that made the braided boy's eyes light up and a faint blush to appear on his cheeks. Then Heero nodded decisively and gestured for Duo to follow him inside.
Trowa left the window suppressing a slightly manic grin.
It was about time!
"What's he grinning about?"
Quatre broke off the argument as Wufei inserted the seeming non-sequitur, pointing to Trowa, whose lips were twitching.
He blinked.
"Trowa? Are you all right?"
The green-eyed boy nodded, eyes dancing with suppressed mirth.
The Arabian was about to question him further when the sound of someone bounding up the stairs two by two announced Duo's arrival.
"Hone~ey! I'm ho~ome!"
Quatre just chuckled as the door to the study sprang open, revealing the Deathscythe pilot looking as cheeky and mischievous as ever, with a stoic-as-usual Heero right behind him. Or perhaps not so stoic after all; there was warmth in the usually cold blue eyes when the brown-haired boy looked at Duo, which he was also doing more often than was usual. The blond caught his breath as the idea struck him; could it have finally happened?
Either way, it was neither here nor there and he was neglecting his duties as host.
"Okaeri, Heero, Duo! It's good to have you back!"
There was a muffled snort from behind him.
"Oi, Wu-man! What's with the long face?"
Wufei glared at the obscenely cheerful pilot. "Some of us enjoyed the peace and quiet."
"Aw, you mean you didn't miss me? I'm heartbroken!" Duo gave an over-dramatic stagger, clutching at his chest, falling back against Heero.
The Japanese boy bore it silently.
"Heero, didja hear that?! Oh! Woe is me! Struck through the heart by a friend's cruel blow! I'm dyin' here! Oh, woe!"
Duo continued his elaborate and overblown death scene, getting more and more silly as he went on.
"I am so unloved! Oh, woe! All that is left for me is to die! Die! Die! Die!"
By the time the ham was through with the enactment, lying on the ground - having finally finished moaning and wailing, as well as the continual resurrections to exclaim, 'die!' before falling back to the floor at Heero's feet - Quatre was breathless with laughter, Trowa's shoulders were shaking silently, and even Wufei and Heero's lips were twitching.
Wufei was the first to recover, gathering his tattered dignity about him with a muttered, "hn." He poked at Duo's prone body with one foot. "Get up, Maxwell."
Duo grinned cheerfully at him, opening his eyes long enough to glance up at Wufei. "Nope, remember, I'm dead now!" Then he went back into his melodramatic voice, "Thou hast slain me with thine heartless speech!"
The Chinese boy rolled his eyes. "Fine, I missed you, are you happy now?"
The stunning corpse bounced up, grinning, and cackled maniacally, "Shinigami lives! Bwahahahahaha!" Shenlong's pilot looked at Quatre. "Now do you understand what I meant by 'there go peace and quiet'?"
Before the blonde boy could answer, Duo rested an elbow on Wufei's shoulder, grin still firmly in place. "Aw, Wu-man. You're just sore that those pictures didn't turn out."
The Chinese pilot glared at him once more, shrugging the arm off his shoulder. "I know you did something to them."
The American gave him a patently innocent look, complete with fluttering eyelashes.
No one in the room was fooled for an instant.
"Heero... whatcha doin'?"
"Checking out my mail."
Duo blinked at the flat tone of voice, then grinned.
"Then why are you over by the laptop? I'm over here!"
Heero paused a moment before turning away from the laptop to glare at him for the pun. However, Duo, seeing the almost imperceptible twinkle in his eye, bounded over to place himself on Heero's lap, nuzzling happily along his neck while running his fingers through the eternally mussed hair. The Japanese boy sighed softly and clasped his arms possessively around Duo, enjoying the closeness. He could happily stay like this for hours.
However, Murphy is not so kind, and a minute later, his laptop beeped, signaling an incoming e-mail. He turned the chair towards the screen, without moving Duo, to read the message.
It was a new mission.
"K'so... "
Trowa passed by Duo and Heero's room, pausing when he heard raised voices. Were they fighting? Perhaps their words would give him some clue as to how this development had occurred, Quatre was brimming with curiosity and would be extremely happy if Trowa could find out for him.
So he leaned carefully against the doorframe, keeping his breathing quiet so as to be able to hear better.
"Dammit, Heero! Why now?!?" Duo was thoroughly upset.
"Duo, you're being unreasonable... "
"So!? Why can't one of the others do it?!"
"Because this mission needs my skills."
Trowa raised an eyebrow; this conversation was reminiscent of the one right before Duo and Heero's last mission...
"Dammit!!!" He could hear Duo pacing violently around the room. "It just isn't fair!"
"Life isn't fair, Duo. You, of all people, should know that."
There was silence for a moment and Trowa could practically hear the anger drain out of the normally mouthy American.
"I know... but I don't have to like it. Dammit! I just want -"
"Shhh... I know."
Trowa smiled to himself; it seemed as if his suspicions were correct. He'd leave them to their leavetaking.
Quatre frowned. It was two days after Heero's departure and Duo was definitely brooding. Sure he attempted to be his usual happy-go-lucky self, but it was just a show. There was something that was definitely wrong with the braided boy.
It was time to find out what.
He found Duo in his usual perch of the last couple of days, the study window seat that looked out onto the main approach to the hideout.
"Duo?"
"Hmm?" Duo looked up and grinned. "Heya, Q-man, what's up?"
"Duo, are you all right? What's wrong to make you so... " he tried to search for the word and ended up with a blank.
"Blessedly quiet?" Wufei volunteered.
Quatre shot him a glare and the Chinese pilot took the hint, retrieving the book he wanted from the shelf and leaving the study.
Duo snickered.
The blond smiled, turning back to him. "Well, not quite how I would have phrased it, but 'quiet' is part of it. The word that I was searching for was something like 'withdrawn'."
Duo shrugged. "S'nothin'. I'm fine."
Quatre frowned. "No, you're not. You're upset about something. Probably something having to do with Heero, since his departure is what seems to have brought this on. Why won't you tell me what's wrong?"
The American smiled one the most ruefully sad smiles that Quatre had ever seen on him and shook his head. "Don't worry 'bout it, blondie. There's nothing you can really do to help with this anyway." Then he turned back to stare out the window once more.
The Arabian sighed inwardly, about to try to persuade him some more when he saw Duo tense up.
"Duo? What's-" he was cut off by the blur of Shinigami as he ran out of the study and down the stairs at warp nine.
Quatre blinked.
Trowa poked his head into the room and looked at him. "What was that all about?"
The blonde shrugged and went to the window. "I haven't the faint-"
Trowa walked over. "What is it?"
Quatre smiled, pointing out the window to the approaching figure.
The two exchanged a knowing smirk.
Wufei pulled himself away from the wall he'd almost gotten slammed into by the black-clad braided baka whirlwind and glared down the way Duo had gone. What was that all about anyway?" The Chinese boy snorted and glanced out the window on the landing as he went by.
Then he did a double take.
Then he stared.
Then he snickered, heading up to the study to hear what the other two made of this development.
Heero sighed as he trudged up the path to the current hideout, his bag over his shoulder. He could barely contain his impatience to see his lover again. They'd hardly had any time to be together before he'd gotten called away for this stupid mission that had been a total waste of time and could have been taken care of later and by any of the others. He shook his head, trying to clear the sour thoughts. Well, in any case, he was back now and Duo would be glad to see him, impatient from the missed time. He smiled slightly; he'd just have to make it up to the other boy somehow...
"Heero!" was all the warning he had before his arms were full of black-clad, indigo-eyed, chestnut-braided energy.
The Japanese boy returned the breathless kisses as fiercely as they were given, possessively clutching Duo to him.
"You're back! You're safe! Oh, I missed you so much!" Duo murmured between kisses.
Heero just smiled gently, tangling his fingers at the base of the braid before kissing Duo firmly, passionate and loving.
"Mmm... didja miss me too?" the other boy whispered huskily, eyes half closed and pupils dilated from arousal.
Heero just kissed him again.
"Hn. Of course I did, baka," he murmured.
Duo grinned and tucked his arm in Heero's, turning towards the house, unconsciously looking up at the study window.
And saw three grinning faces.
He groaned, covering his face with his free hand, silently berating his lack of restraint. Heero was not gonna like this...
"Um, Heero?"
His lover looked at him, seeming to take in his anxious expression and raising an eyebrow at his deepening blush.
"Um... We've... uh... got an audience... "
Heero blinked, slowly looking up at the study window, face becoming a cold mask as he saw the other gundam pilots watching them.
"K'so... "
Duo looked somewhat abashed as he offered, "Y'know, I hate to say 'I told you so'... but... "
"Don't even... "
The American sighed as Heero began to draw his arm away, trying to put as much distance between the two of them as possible. Would he never get it? It was a rather pointless gesture at this point... Jeez, when would spandex-boy finally loosen up a little... ?
"What're you doin' that for? They know now."
The cobalt-eyed boy blinked, but let Duo reclaim his arm as the braided boy waved up at their teammates.
Duo was grinning madly.
Yes! Ha, told ya, lover... You know, you may be annoyed with me right now for letting my emotions get the better of me, but you'll see that this is all for the better. Maybe someday you'll really reach human. Now that our friends know, it won't matter if I snuggle up to you in front of them... He looked at the other teen's stony profile, smiling slightly and shaking his head. Ok, mebbe not that obvious... yet. But letting me touch you in a more than 'just friends' sort of way is definitely a step in the right direction. Then, grin growing, Duo led the Wing Zero pilot towards one of the most frightening experiences of the young man's life...
Their interrogation by Quatre Raberba Winner.
Quatre smiled at the grinning, waving - and still blushing - figure of Duo as he dragged a somewhat reluctant-looking Heero inside the building.
He and Trowa exchanged a smug smirk as his green-eyed partner wrapped one arm around his waist. The blonde looked over at Wufei to see him still snickering.
"Heh... never thought I'd see Maxwell, of all people, blush! Damn, now where's that camera when I need it... " The Chinese boy seemed to debate silently on whether to go and get his camera or stay, finally deciding to stay. "I'll get the camera later... There's no way I'm going to miss this!" With that, the brunette settled himself on one of the armchairs, smirking gleefully.
Quatre just rolled his eyes. What was it with Wufei and this strange urge to see Duo in extremely embarrassing situations? Admittedly, it was pretty funny, but Wufei seemed to go out of way sometimes for the slightest chance to see the American embarrassed or uncomfortable.
Take Duo's last mission for example... Wufei had gleefully taken up three rolls of film to take pictures of a fuming Duo while he was trying on Quatre's sisters' clothes and practicing his 'feminine' behavior. Not that that hadn't been amusing... Just the look on Duo's face when he saw the lace-edged panties was enough to make Quatre break into giggles all over again...
But still, there was the incident with Wufei's purposeful prank call in order that Duo had to face the large burly woman who thought he had a crush on her... And then there was the incident... Well, the list went on and on. Frankly, Quatre was just as happy that he wasn't the focus of Wufei's bizarre sense of humor.
Maybe it was just the Chinese pilot's revenge on the Braided One for his continual teasing...
In any case, it was something to muse upon later as Duo and Heero were entering the study.
"Okaeri, Heero," Quatre greeted the Japanese boy cheerfully.
"Hn... "
"I take it your mission went well?"
nod
"We're happy to have you back," Quatre continued valiantly in the face of Heero's unresponsiveness.
"Especially Duo... " Wufei muttered.
He was rewarded with the violet-eyed boy's blush and the barest twitch of Heero's lips.
Quatre fought the desire to hug the Chinese boy as Duo opened his mouth. Here's the explanation... !
"Erk... weeeell... "
"Duo, shut up."
Duo's mouth snapped shut and he gave Heero a slightly offended look.
Or maybe not... but wait! He looks like he's about to say something more...
"But... "
Heero shook his head.
Duo subsided with a sulky look in the Wing pilot's direction before sticking out his tongue and pouting adorably.
Quatre sighed quietly. Damn... Now how am I going to find out what happened?
Later, in their rooms, Duo paced back and forth, occasionally shooting Heero a reproachful look.
Heero pretended to ignore him while typing up his mission summary. In reality, he was trying to puzzle out their current circumstances.
#1, the others knew.
#2, the others didn't know how or why.
#3, Duo was annoyed with him.
#4, he was confused as to why.
#5, this seemed to make Duo more annoyed.
#6, repeat numbers four and five in a continuous circle.
#7, he was getting annoyed with this...
#8, Duo was now glaring at him.
The Japanese boy sighed, pushing his chair away from the laptop to look at his braided lover. Duo had his hands on his hips and was tapping one foot, still glaring.
"Well?"
Heero blinked. "Well, what?"
Duo threw his hands up in apparent exasperation.
"Argh!!!"
Heero waited for the American to elaborate.
Duo threw himself onto one of the beds, staring at the ceiling for a long moment before looking at Heero.
"So you really have no idea what I'm talking about?"
"Duo, you haven't said anything besides 'well' and 'argh.' How am I supposed to know what you mean?"
"Oi... " He rubbed his eyes tiredly. "All right, why didn't you want me to explain how we got together to the other pilots."
The cobalt-eyed boy blinked. That was what Duo was so upset about? Wasn't it obvious?
"I mean, you could see that Quatre was just dying to know so that he could congratulate us and Trowa would have followed his lover's example... " He paused a moment. "Wufei would have teased me for it, but would still have been happy for us... " Then Duo grinned, leaning in closer to Heero, locking eyes. "And did you just happen to notice that not one of them was the least bit surprised?"
There was that... but...
Now the braided boy was looking at him expectantly, waiting for some kind of response.
He shrugged. "I just don't feel that it's any of their business... "
Duo stared at him incredulously. "None of their business!?!?! Heero, we have no one in the world or the colonies that we can trust except the five of us. We've trusted each other with our lives, fer chrissake!" He started pacing again. "Anything that affects one of us, ultimately affects the whole group... ." He then turned to face Heero with blazing eyes. "And you say it's NONE of their business?!?!?!"
The Wing pilot shrugged his shoulders uncomfortably, unable to face the fiery look. "Look, perhaps that wasn't the best phrasing-"
Duo snorted. "That's for damn sure... "
Heero sighed, trying to find the words to make his lover understand what he meant. "... I just... " He raked his fingers through his hair, glancing back up at Duo to see the other boy watching him expectantly. The Japanese boy took another deep breath. "I just... feel that it's too new... too fragile and personal... " His tanned fingers twisted together and he scowled at them, forcing himself to relax. "I've barely had time to get used to the idea of a relationship and the feelings it entails... I guess... " And here he looked up at the American, making eye-contact and letting his mask-like expression slip long enough to allow a small, tentative and rueful grin. "I guess I just want you to myself for a little while... I'm just not ready to share... "
Duo smiled softly, one hand caressing Heero's cheek. "S'ok... I think I understand," he said quietly, entwining the fingers of his other hand with one of Heero's. "Just don't forget that I love you, k?"
The dark-haired pilot swallowed past the lump in his throat. Like I could ever forget that... like I'd ever want to... Ai shiteru, Duo... Instead of speaking these thoughts, Heero just nodded, a small smirk showing on his face.
"Ninmu ryoukai."
The braided boy stared incredulously at him for a long moment before falling off the bed, laughing helplessly.
Heero smirked some more, feeling more comfortable now that the emotional tension wasn't so thick in the air. He did have an ulterior motive, as well.
After periods of intense emotional upheaval, Duo seemed to need just as intense a physical release... And as Duo sat up from his laughing fit, cheeks flushed, fingers toying with the end of his braid and eyes sparkling with that Look, Heero knew that this time would be no different.
Not that he minded in the least helping out with that physical release...
Duo lay happily sated in his lover's strong arms, his head on the other boy's chest, listening to his heartbeat. This is what he wanted, this closeness, this feeling of being protected, loved, cherished... safe... He snuggled closer, he could feel Heero's hands gently stroking his back through his unbraided hair. Duo sighed contentedly, nuzzling the soft skin of Heero's neck, tasting the salty sheen of sweat from their recent activity.
"Go to sleep, Duo."
He sighed again, slightly disappointed. "But... 'm not tired yet!"
"Duo, trust me. You'll need the rest."
Was Heero implying what he thought he was? Duo poked his head up to see the other boy's face. Those gorgeous Prussian blue eyes were half-lidded and Heero was wearing a small smirk on his lovely face.
Duo grinned, satisfied enough. Ok, he'd go to sleep now...
I can't wait to see what Heero's got planned... !
End Part 1
(:./silverblade/yesway)
