January 2, 2001
Woo-hoo! We're finally getting that long-awaited happy ending! ^_^v This thing has not been, in even the remotest sense of the word, preread - not even by me. You're getting it as rough as it gets. If you see any boo-boos, please let me know so I can fix 'em. :) You have my word of honor that any constructive comment, whether positive or negative, public or private, will be gratefully received. :)
I guess I don't really need to tell you that I own neither GW nor the characters I'm taking such liberties with, nor is this fanfic meant to be taken as any form of disrespect or any claim to the copyright. :)
Also, the fic as a whole has dark stuff and violence, yaoi themes, and some adult-type material, including graphic sexual content. It is not intended for minors or people who are easily offended.
That said...
"Heero..." Duo whispered, and a shiver travelled down his spine. Either this was a dream, or... "I... I should get a doctor..."
"They've already been in here," Heero said. "Are you upset?"
"Upset? Me? Oh, no!" Duo replied. "I just... I mean... well, I guess I'm a little confused now."
"It doesn't have to be confusing. I was following my emotions; weren't you?"
"But... what does that mean, Heero?" Duo asked, struggling to hide any hint of anxiety. "I mean... did it mean anything?"
"It means I wanted to, and I thought you wouldn't mind. Was that wrong?" Heero's eyes were dark with concern, and a faintly troubled frown creased his brow.
"No, I... No, it wasn't wrong." Duo had gradually backed away, but Heero's grip on the end of the braid had halted his unconscious effort to distance himself.
"I want to do it again," Heero said, suddenly insecure as he allowed the end of the braid to slip through his fingers. "But not if... not if it upsets you."
"No, I... I want to," Duo said, and closed the distance between them with one short step, leaning over to press a gentle kiss to Heero's lips. Hell, if life was going to take a surreal turn, he'd just go with the flow and enjoy it while it lasted!
"You'll never believe what I found."
Zechs looked up from the stack of paperwork to find Chang Wufei standing in front of his desk, smirking.
"What?"
"I said, you'll never believe what I found."
"Why, what did you find?" Zechs asked, welcoming the distraction from his mind-numbing task. He probably wouldn't like whatever Wufei had to say; still, he'd be grateful for anything that caused Wufei to actually *talk* to him. The former Gundam pilot had gone to extreme lengths to avoid him up until recently... he tried to tell himself that his concern was only that the Preventers team not have any conflict among its members, but he knew better.
"You know that woman you went on a date with?"
"Lisa Love," Zechs replied with an expressive grimace.
"Exactly. Read this," Wufei said, handing him a printed sheet of paper with a flourish.
Zechs's eyes bugged out. "I can't believe..."
"Told you."
Heero allowed his eyes to close, losing himself in the warmth and the rare moment of tenderness. When the kiss ended, he gazed up at Duo a little mistily.
"I want more," he said.
"How much more?" Duo asked breathily, his lips just brushing against Heero's.
"All of it."
"Heero..." Duo backed away again, but only far enough to sit in the chair before his knees gave out on him. "Do you know what you're asking?"
"Yes," Heero said, and his expression could almost be one of muted pleading, if Duo didn't know better. "I want it. Everything. You said you loved me; I want that."
"You... you heard..." Duo gasped, and if he hadn't been sitting already he would have fallen into the chair.
"I heard. When you said it... that was why I came back."
"Heero..."
"Please, Duo..."
"Heero, what about... well, what about what happened to you?"
"What do you mean?" Heero asked, eyes widening slightly.
"Well... you know... when you were kidnapped."
"Duo," Heero said, his fingers twitching on the bedspread with the desire to reach out to him. "I don't know anything about what happened to me."
Swallowing a lump of dread, Duo reached out and took Heero's hand, allowing the fingers to curl around his, and slowly he began to talk, describing all that he and his friends had gone through looking for Heero, and how he had been found.
"What are you grinning at?" Trowa asked mildly, a smile of his own curving the corners of his mouth just barely enough to be noticeable.
"Who, me?" Wide blue eyes blinked in feigned innocence.
"You look like the proverbial cat with a belly full of canary," Trowa replied. "What's going on?"
"Wufei and Zechs," Quatre replied, his infectious grin widening.
"Wufei...?"
"And Zechs."
"Wufei and..."
"Zechs."
"The mind boggles."
"Tell me about it!" Quatre laughed. "Just wait, though; I'm sure of it."
"Bet you five credits you're wrong."
"I'll take that bet," Quatre said, still grinning.
"Ok," Heero said, letting out a sigh as the sordid tale ended. "But that doesn't change anything."
"Heero, you were raped." Duo winced internally at the bluntness of the statement, but Heero didn't seem to understand... "You were drugged insensible and raped by a lunatic who wanted to make you into a living doll."
"I know. That changes nothing," Heero said matter-of- factly. "Unless... you feel differently about me, knowing what happened."
"No... Heero, you must be in shock or something. Or maybe you're having a bad reaction to the drugs..."
"Or maybe you said you loved me," Heero interrupted. "And maybe I love you back. And maybe I'd do something about it, if I could move my goddamned arms."
"H-Heero?" Duo rose to his feet, drawn by that compelling blue gaze, and reached out to brush Heero's cheek with his fingers. "Do you really mean all that?"
"All of that, and more," Heero said, turning his head slightly to kiss the slender fingertips before Duo could pull his hand away.
"Heero..." Duo whispered, shivering in reaction.
"Come lie down with me?" Heero asked in a whisper. "Please?" Duo nodded silently, and clambered up into the bed beside Heero, careful not to jar him or any of the tubing connected to his body. He pulled the covers up over them both, and wrapped one arm over Heero's chest, and the two of them lay in companionable silence until they fell asleep.
"How did you find this?" Zechs asked.
"I did a little investigating," Wufei answered smugly. He wasn't about to admit that he'd been curious about the woman and wanted to see what she was like.
"This is unbelievable," Zechs said, smiling. "Do you know what this means?"
"No, what?" Wufei asked, unaware that a smile of his own was creeping over his face in response to Zechs's obvious approval.
"This means I get to pay her back for breakfast," Zechs said. "C'mon, Wufei, you deserve to be in on this."
"Wouldn't miss it for the world."
"Duo..." It was the softest of whispers, but it was enough that hazy violet eyes slowly opened, a soft, surprised smile brightening Duo's sleepy face as he realized it hadn't been a dream.
"Heero, are you Ok?"
"Fine... but..."
"But what? Did I cut off your circulation?" Duo asked, suddenly wide awake.
"No! No, it's... Duo, I want to touch you. But I can't move very much."
"Ah," Duo said, relaxing. He reached over and lifted Heero's hand, rubbing his cheek softly against the palm. "Like this?"
"And your hair..." Duo obligingly stroked Heero's hand over the silky mass, from the crown of his head to the tip of the braid.
"And..." Duo was smiling, tenderly and without the slightest trace of mockery, as he slowly moved the captive hand down over his shoulder, tracing the fingertips over his chest.
"Like this?" he whispered, all but melting at the heat in Heero's gaze.
"More." A fine blush darkened Duo's cheeks.
"Heero..."
"Please?"
"But... what about what happened with Mel?"
"It doesn't change what I feel for you... I want to follow my feelings," Heero replied. "Please, Duo... please. I don't want to stop unless... unless you don't want me."
"Oh, Heero, it's not that," Duo said with a sigh. "But you'll be upset over it; there'll be emotional fallout because of that ratbastard Mel. I just don't want you to feel that I took advantage of you, too."
"What I feel for you, what I want, has nothing to do with Mel. I understand what happened; I don't care. If there's emotional fallout, it won't be because of you. Please, Duo, I don't want to think about him. I only want to think about you, and me, and right now. Please. Please don't say no because of Mel."
"Heero..."
"I love you, Duo."
Heero's hand dragged down over Duo's belly, resting over the hard lump of his manhood where it strained against the tight black jeans he wore. Duo's lips parted on the softest of breathless groans, and he arched up against the captive fingers, his whole body flooded with heat.
"More..."
"What more do you want?" Duo asked, slowly rubbing Heero's hand up and down along his trapped shaft.
"I want to touch you... your skin," Heero said, half-lidded eyes smoldering up at Duo. "I want to touch you everywhere."
"Oh, God, Heero," Duo whispered. "Are you sure...?"
"Please, Duo, please."
Duo nodded, and climbed off the bed long enough to doff his clothing. The hospital room was distinctly chilly without the protection of clothes, but it wasn't for that reason that Duo rushed to get back under the covers with Heero. He straddled Heero's hips carefully, his long fingers pushing the short hospital gown out of the way as he did some exploring of his own.
"Why Heero," he said softly, wrapping his fingers around the hardness he'd found. "Is that a gun in your pocket, or are you happy to see me?"
"I don't have any pockets," Heero answered, then gasped, his eyes sliding closed as Duo's knowing fingers slowly began to slide along his eager length. "Uhn..."
"Shh," Duo whispered, leaning down to kiss Heero hungrily. "The nurses will be all over this place if they think you're having a heart attack or something."
"It feels good..."
"Heero, just you wait. It's gonna feel way the hell beyond good." Duo was smiling, and Heero looked up to see a tube of lubricant dangling from Duo's fingers.
"How did you..."
"They have this stuff all over the place," Duo replied. "Use it to lubricate all kinds of stuff for sticking in all kinds of places. Don't think about that part; the important thing is, you had a tube in your little cabinet over there."
"Duo..."
"Yeah?"
"This is Ok with you, right?"
"Heero, if you're sure it's Ok with you, it's *more* than Ok with me."
"I want this. It's more than Ok with me, too."
"Good. Now that that's settled..." Duo leaned down to lap at the tip of Heero's manhood, savoring the salty drops collecting there before taking as much of the length into his mouth as he could.
"Duo!" Heero gasped, barely keeping enough presence of mind to keep it quiet.
"Relax," Duo whispered, sitting back up and opening the tube with a devilish grin on his face. "I promise, this is gonna feel great."
"I want to lick you, too."
"Next time," Duo promised. "I don't think I can hold out that long."
"Me, either." Duo squeezed out a generous amount of the clear gel, and then, staring into Heero's eyes and smiling all the while, he slowly and deliberately smeared the stuff over Heero's manhood, his smile widening as it twitched like a live animal in his hand.
"Duo..."
Duo grinned, but he was blushing as he turned around, straddling Heero's legs with his bare rump facing Heero. He could positively *feel* those intense blue eyes on him as he traced between the cheeks of his buttocks with slippery fingers, slowly opening himself in preparation for what was to come.
"I want to..." Heero whispered, and Duo paused to lift one of Heero's hands and guide it. Heero whimpered softly as one of his fingers sank into the slippery, quivering channel, joined by two of Duo's.
"I think I'm ready," Duo said, voice husky and desperate as he withdrew the fingers and turned again, positioning himself so he could see Heero's face. "Are you ready?"
"God, Duo, please!"
Duo pushed downwards, slowly impaling himself, and Heero groaned at the sensation of Duo's flesh surrounding his, contracting and relaxing as Duo slowly lowered himself until finally Heero was fully sheathed inside him.
"So tight..." Heero whispered, and his vision darkened as Duo began to move, sliding that deliciously tight ring of muscle along his shaft. Spangles of color shot in front of his eyes as Duo seemed to find his rhythm; for a long moment Heero was frozen at the pinnacle, pausing on the brink, caught on the knife-edge of pleasure before the release washed through him in a rush. He bit his lip to stifle the primal cry that wanted to work its way free from his throat, and Duo fell across him, that tight passage contracting rhythmically as the heat of Duo's spent passion splashed across his chest.
It was several minutes later that Duo collected himself somewhat. "Are you Ok?"
"Duo... that was the most amazing thing that's ever happened to me."
"Me, too, Heero."
"Thank you."
"I love you," Duo whispered.
"And I love you," Heero replied. He smiled sleepily as Duo plucked a few tissues from the box on the bedside table and mopped up the mess as well as he could. For a moment, Heero was worried that Duo would get up and get dressed again, but the long-haired man merely smiled at him, tossed the tissues, and climbed back into bed to wrap long, slender arms around him.
"You were right," Heero whispered drowsily.
"What do you mean?"
"That was way the hell beyond good."
"Well, well, back for more?"
"Lisa Love, long time no see," Zechs said, stepping into the shop.
"Oh, it's you! So... you want to buy me lunch?" the woman asked, popping her gum as she stepped around the counter and crossed the floor to stand uncomfortably close to the tall blond.
"No..."
"We're here on official business," Wufei chimed in, smoothly stepping in so that he stood between Zechs and Lisa.
"Ms. Lisa Love, alias Lisa Davenport, you are under arrest," Zechs said with no small satisfaction. "You have the right to remain silent. Should you give up the right to remain silent, anything you say can, and believe me it *will,* be used against you in a court of law. You also have the right to an attorney. If you cannot afford an attorney, one will be provided for you."
"Is this some kind of joke?" Lisa gasped. "You've got nothing on me!"
"This merchandise you're selling is hot," Wufei said bluntly. "You purchased it from one John Rodriguez, who is currently serving time for theft and embezzlement. He squealed like a stuck pig."
"That bastard!" Lisa screeched. "I'll kill him! He set me up! This is a sting operation! This is entrapment!"
"This is an arrest," Zechs interrupted calmly. "Are you going to come along calmly?"
"HELL, NO!"
Zechs and Wufei glanced at each other, and smiled. There were times that being a Preventer was just too satisfying to be legal.
"Did you see the guys in 212?"
"Oh, the Preventer and his friend. Yes, I saw them. Got an eyeful when I went in to check the patient's blood pressure."
"Don't you think we should do something?"
"No; they seemed to be doing just fine on their own."
"Ha, ha."
"We'll monitor the equipment from here, and intervene if any alerts show up. As far as we can tell there's no harm being done; it's even possible that the... er... stimulation is doing the patient some good. So unless we pick up on any dangerous anomalies from here, we'll just discreetly pretend not to notice."
"You weren't so understanding last week, when that man's wife wanted to stay in the bed with him."
"That man didn't threaten to kill me, and neither did the wife."
"Are you hurt?" Heero asked worriedly, watching as Duo stiffly hobbled back from the bathroom.
"Just a little achy, is all," Duo said, smiling.
"Next time I want to do it the other way."
"That might not be a good idea..." Duo began, but relented when he saw the hurt look on Heero's face. "I only meant, because of your recent past. Of course I want to; I want all of you I can get." He thought, but didn't voice, that he wanted all he could get right up until Heero came to his senses and sent him packing.
"I want to try everything. And then do it all over again," Heero said, smiling as Duo climbed back into the bed.
"Then we will," Duo agreed. "We'll just go real slow and careful."
"I'm not going to break," Heero said, smiling to take the sting out of his words. "I want it. I want you."
"Now?"
"Right now."
Duo found himself grinning as he realized that, all of a sudden, he wasn't nearly as tired as he'd thought he was. His eyes slid shut as Heero's hand stroked up along his thigh, teasingly.
It had only been a week since that first time, but Heero had learned much of what he needed to know to drive Duo to complete distraction. He had insisted that their extra-curricular activities had done a lot more towards restoring his strength than any physical therapy ever had, and Duo couldn't deny it; though he still wasn't completely recovered, Heero had regained most of his mobility.
"Mm... I thought you wanted to do this right now," Duo murmured.
"I do," Heero replied as his fingers ghosted over Duo's thighs and up to his stomach, deliberately avoiding Duo's manhood in spite of the long-haired man's efforts to squirm into a better position. Duo opened his eyes to see the positively devilish smirk on Heero's face, and he answered with one of his own. Long, slender fingers trailed down over Heero's stomach as Duo reached for the nearly-empty tube of lubricant.
"I'm gonna have to grab another one of these things," he muttered.
"Later," Heero whispered, leaning up to capture Duo's mouth in a torrid kiss as his fingers closed around the burning shaft they'd been avoiding.
"Mmph, later," Duo mumbled against Heero's lips, and squeezed the last of the lube into his hand. Heero's fingers twined with his, and guided his hand in sliding over his needy manhood, and Duo groaned helplessly into Heero's mouth.
"Love you," Heero whispered, and lay back, helping as much as possible as Duo positioned himself between sprawled-open thighs and teased at the tiny, sensitive ring of flesh with his slick fingers. As the first finger penetrated, both men groaned softly. Heero nodded, and Duo pressed forward further, gently, adding a second finger as soon as Heero seemed to have adjusted. Heero deliberately relaxed, and that was when it happened...
Duo's fingers brushed against a spot inside him that sent a deliciously electrifying shock spiraling through him, and Heero squeaked in surprise.
"Now you know why it's so hard for me to be quiet," Duo said, deeply amused as his fingers brushed over that spot again, sending another jolt of pleasure crashing through Heero's system.
"Now I know... what you got out of it..." Heero gasped. "Oh, hurry; I'm ready!"
Duo ignored the demand and slowly worked a third finger in; it wasn't until Heero's body had accepted the additional intrusion that he removed his fingers and pressed the slick head of his manhood against the widened opening.
"Now, dammit!" Heero groaned, and Duo slowly pressed forward, one agonizing fraction of an inch at at time. By the time he had fully buried himself, Heero was already bucking under him, his face screwed up in a frown as he tried to stimulate that wonderful spot again.
"Ok, Ok, you win!" Duo cried, smiling as he began by slowly rolling his hips, working his way up to all-out thrusting as an impatient Heero urged him on. He shifted, changing the angle of his thrusts, and Heero thrust a fist into his own mouth to stifle the howl that broke loose as his body seized up in release, streams of milky fluid jetting forth to mark both their bellies as Duo sped up, reaching his own culmination a few moments later.
"Oh, God, Heero..." he moaned, falling forward to press kisses to Heero's sweaty neck.
"So beautiful, Duo... that was... incredible," Heero murmured, stroking Duo's hair drowsily. "When you were dancing at the club, you looked so unreal, with the light shining from your hair; you were beautiful in an almost frightening way. I like you better like this, human and real, and smiling."
"I like you better like this, too," Duo replied. "You're so different lately."
"I'm the same as I ever was," Heero said. "I just show it now."
"Lowest score has to do it."
"What are you betting on?"
"Mr. Yuy is scheduled to leave in the morning."
"Ah..."
"We're betting on who has to take him to the car."
"I'm in."
"Looks like I'm in the clear."
"Me, too. I guess that means you're the lucky one, Sarah."
"Oh, shit."
"Don't worry; we'll have a party after he's safely gone, and you'll be the guest of honor."
"You'll understand if I don't jump for joy."
"Good morning, Mr. Yuy," Sarah said, having knocked on the door and paused long enough to let the room's occupants get decent - not that they seemed to worry about that, but it was the least one could do in the situation.
"Oi, Heero, your limousine's here!" Sarah stifled a sigh of relief; both of the men were fully dressed.
"I'm not riding in that."
"But Mr. Yuy, it's standard procedure," Sarah explained. "All patients ride in a wheelchair out of the hospital."
"I'll walk out on my own."
"Just leave it to me," the long-haired 'friend' said, escorting her out of the room with a hand placed in the small of her back. "Don't worry about it, Nurse. You don't want to push your luck; he's likely to start throwing things."
"Ah... yeah," Sarah said, flustered. "But he *has* to ride the wheelchair..."
"He will. I'll take care of it," the man replied, smiling broadly. With some misgivings, Sarah returned to the nurse's station. She had other patients to worry about; if the long-haired man thought he could get Mr. Yuy into a wheelchair, so be it.
" 'Bye, nurses!" Duo called, waving cheerfully from his perch in Heero's lap. Trowa and Quatre rolled their eyes, as did the nurses.
"Beats riding in a wheelchair alone, right, Heero?" Duo asked, grinning.
"I would've felt less conspicuous riding alone," Heero grumbled, but a smile quirked his own lips in response.
"But that wouldn't have been half as fun," Duo said, and turned to grin up at Trowa and Quatre, who were gamely pushing the double load onto the elevator.
"We were just coming to see you off," Zechs said, as he and Wufei followed the other four inside.
"Then you made it just in time," Duo said with a cheerful grin.
Heero watched as his friends talked, quietly observing them. Trowa and Quatre stole glances at each other whenever they thought nobody was watching them; it was plain, even to Heero, that whatever differences they'd had were being worked out.
"See that?" Duo whispered into his ear as Wufei and Zechs led the way out of the elevator and Trowa and Quatre strained to get the wheelchair going again.
"What?"
"Zechs and Wufei."
"They're not speaking," Heero replied. "Like always."
"Au contraire, mon amour," Duo chuckled. "That's a hot match in the making, or I'm not Shinigami."
"You've got to be kidding."
"No way, man. Give 'em enough time, and they'll be happy together."
"Not as happy as I am," Heero said, giving Duo a surreptitious squeeze as the car pulled up and the wheelchair rolled to a halt beside it.
"Not as happy as we are."
OWARI
^_^
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