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It’s the year 2195. I am Captain Chris Milligan I am six foot tall, with long brown hair I keep tied up in a braid most of the time, I have blue eyes, im usually found wearing a British Navy Captain’s uniform and also I am the captain and current owner of the HMS Glasgow there have been many owners of this ship before me. According to my parents god rest their souls about over 100 years ago this ship was named after a City which was on an island called Great Britain.
Now there are next to no islands left at all. I find it hard to run this ship alone, im only glad most of it is automated so I don’t have to operate everything. Although there are some major problems like fuel that’s hard to come by, armour the same, equipment finding that is very lucky and rounds but they’re never in short supply. That is including essentials which are very difficult to get hold of, unless you trade with a cargo ship.
Another Problem in this new day and age are Pirates. My auto weapons usually keep me safe unless something goes wrong with them. This has happened on one occasion and my body paid the price for it. To this day it still bears the filthy disgusting scars they left behind. The scars still cause me immense pain so much I don’t sleep much anymore. Some of the scars I bear will never heal more so the mental ones. I was fortunate a cargo ship went past and the pirates went after it and left me alone, but I’ll never forget them, the pain, the laughing, the jeering, the smell, there was nothing pleasant about my experience.
Over the last few days my phalanx guns have sunk over five small pirate vessels but no doubt at some point I will meet another big ship. I have one main advantage over most pirate vessels; I am a ship of war, they are like old fishing vessels etc. Currently I’m on course to a place the world before me called Pearl Harbour strangely enough the name hasn’t changed. There I should be able to pick up some extra rounds and armour for the ship.
“Let’s see, blanks are in the forward turret for entrance warning. Missiles are locked out, phalanx is online, so are sea wolves, torpedoes in the armoury same with mines and depth charges as well as my compliment of over five thousand shells.” A small alarm sounds. “Oh looks like we’re at Pearl” I walked up to the bridge, hundreds of small and large ships sat in dock all trading or being repaired. I sounded the warning siren then let off three blank shots. After doing so the gates to Pearl opened and I sailed the ship straight into dock as the quay side staff tied her up.
I was stopped at the quay side by the harbour master, “Excuse me but you do need to pay for docking sir.” I turned around to face him; my sword’s hand guard shone and twinkled in the sun light as did the buttons on my jacket. “Do I indeed?” “Yes sir which ship be yours?” “That one” and I pointed to her sitting there in all her glory. “Let’s say we forget about the fee sir, she is a ship of war after all.” The man laughed but I simply turned away. I walked along the harbour and I passed a pub where the sound of drunken laughter spilled from it. “Come on Spike me lad come sit on yer Uncle Captain Haddock’s lap.” With that I waked into the pub. As soon as I stepped in the music, chatter and laughing stopped and everyone turned to look at me. “It’s a marshal.” “He can’t be a marshal he’s not old enough he looks about his teens.” I walked up to the bar and sat down.
“What can we get you Captain, a dancer, a sweet, a play toy?”
“How about a simple drink?” The barman gave me a very sceptic look.
“We don’t usually sell drinks without you first buying some fun.”
“What the hell are you talking about?” The barman pointed over to a group of sailors some with more than one young boy between them. Then he pointed to a group of men with one lad between them all.
I flashed a glare at the barman then one of the group pinned the kid down onto the table sending bottles and glasses flying everywhere. With that I snapped I drew my sword and slammed it down on the table next to the kid. “Let him go.”
“You can’t tell us what to do.”
“If you want to live you’ll do as I say.” They looked amongst each other then stood up and drew their swords; quickly I grabbed the kid and threw him behind me. “Get to my ship it’s the big war vessel in dock five.” The kid ran and I took on the men slashing and slicing at them until they were all dead then leaving a bag of coins on the counter to pay for damages I left and headed back to the ship.
As I walked along the docks a crowd followed on behind me curious as to who I was and how I had come to be able to wield a sword in the manner that I did. After a short time they began to get annoying I lifted up my left sleeve, underneath was a bracelet with lots of buttons on it. I punched a few buttons and kept walking. Onboard the ship a phalanx gun moved and pointed at the dock towards the crowd behind me and fired a few shots once I passed and started to walk up the gantry.
As soon as I reached the deck the gantry retracted and the ship sounded her siren. The aft and forward ropes were untied by the dock staff and the huge war vessel steamed out of the port and back into open water. Once the ship was back under her own steam I set her course for a place called Banff then went looking for the kid I’d sent here earlier.
A Night Out-Part 1
By: Loopergirl
Warning: These stories may contain any of the following:
Explicit content, Yaoi, PWP, lemon, bondage, etc. You have been warned!
I do not own any rights to the Gundam Wing characters (sadly) and all thoughts contained here in are purely out of my own twisted mind.
A NIGHT OUT
The boys had been cooped up in the safe house for over a week. Trowa lay on the couch, the small Chinese boy in his arms, sighing sweetly as he drifted off to sleep. Duo was in the kitchen with Quatre attempting to out do each other with each of their versions of “omelet surprise”. Heero was locked away in the room he shared with Duo, attempting to hack into the OZ database.
Trowa looked down at his sleeping dragon. WuFei always looked so peaceful, so innocent when he was deep in slumber. Trowa sighed, running his hand through the smaller boys silky raven locks. Fei purred and snuggled closer to his koi. All of a sudden they heard a crash, then another, then angry voices coming from the kitchen. The Shenlong pilot arose and grabbed the taller boy's hand.
“Hmm…better go investigate”, he said tugging a sedate Trowa behind him.
“Yes, though I'm sure it's nothing.”
They hurried down the hallway and turned the corridor into the kitchen. Both boys broke into hysterical fits of laughter as they saw their two comrades. The kitchen was in an utter state of disarray, there were broken dishes, slices of ham, lettuce, egg shells, shredded cheese and milk spilled everywhere. Duo had his head under the kitchen sink, trying his best to wash some coleslaw out of his hair. Quatre was stooped over with a dust pan, raw egg dripping down from his scalp into his eyes. He was still fuming as he attempted to scrape up the dish fragments into the pan.
“Dare I ask what happened here?” Trowa fought to suppress giggles as the two boys glared at each other from under their disheveled heaps of hair.
“He started it!” Quatre sang, pointing an accusing finger at Duo.
“Jeez…lighten up man! It was just a joke. I mean come on, that was pretty funny sabotaging your omelet with coleslaw and tobasco sauce.” Duo threw his wet mop of hair back over his shoulder, and shrugged at the two boys observing in the corridor.
Quatre looked up at Duo with tears starting to well up in his eyes, “Well, I didn't find it very funny at all. I was just trying to do something nice for everyone and YOU had to go and ruin it!” Quatre stomped out of the kitchen, down the hallway and slammed the door to his room.
“Man…I didn't realize he was so serious about it. I feel really badly”, Duo stared down, unable to meet the other boys' gazes.
“Go apologize baka!” WuFei yelled at Duo. Trowa put an arm on Fei's shoulder to gently stay his lover's temper.
The green-eyed boy spoke slowly, “I think that we have been stuck in here for too long. It's seems that the best remedy for these closed quarters would be a night out on the town. What do you think, love?”
The Chinese boy pulled Trowa's arms around him in a warm embrace, “Sounds wonderful, angel.”
Duo's face light up at the thought of a night out, “Yeah! Great! I could really use that!”
Just then Heero turned the corner into the kitchen. Smirking, he looked first at Duo, then at the kitchen and again at Duo. “Having a bit of trouble in the kitchen?” He muttered suppressing a small laugh.
“What? Who? Me? Never.” Duo shot Heero a teasing smirk. “Hey Heero, we were all just talking about heading out on the town tonight. Its gonna be SO fun…Come on, are ya in?”
“Hn…” Heero grunted. He knew what this meant. Duo would look stunning, have all eyes in the room transfixed on his heavenly figure, have strange hands all over his tight body, rubbing against him, caressing him. Heero really couldn't bear the thought, though he'd never told this beautiful boy of his amorous desires towards him.
“I'll go find Quatre and let him know” WuFei mumbled, grabbing the tall boy's hand and leading him from the room.
Duo smiled, violet eyes bright with admiration, “They really are cute together, I mean…who woulda thought.” Duo's gaze took a downward turn as he assumed a more introspective manor, “It must be so wonderful, so beautiful to love someone that much and have them love you back with the same intensity.” He sighed.
Heero's knees went week as he simply stared at his beautiful angel. Duo, if you only knew…if I could only tell you, take you in my arms, kiss all your sorrows away, protect you from everything…It tore him apart inside to see the braided beauty so lonely. If only Duo would except his love. He could never though, could he?
Duo lifted his head to see Heero staring at him with a strange look in his eyes. The cobalt pools looked so delicate, gentle…he felt as though they were softly caressing him. Just give me a sign Heero, please…just some sign that all my love for you isn't for nothing, my beautiful perfect soldier.
Duo forced a more light-hearted expression to his face and walked closer to Heero. Giving Heero his best sad puppy dog eyes he cooed, “Please, come out tonight Heero…Pretty please. I'll do anything ya want, please??”
Heero smirked and thought Hmmm….anything? slowly he found the words to speak, “Alright, apologize to Quatre. I don't know what you did but I passed him in the hall and he's very angry with you. Second, clean up this mess. Then I'll go with you.”
“Great!!” The braided boy exclaimed, throwing his arms around the stoic pilot. “I'll go apologize to him right now!” and with that Duo bounded out of the room and down the hall to apologize to the small blonde boy.
Heero is going! I can't believe this, maybe tonight I can tell him. Yes, it has to be tonight. I just can't wait any longer.
Heero stood frozen in the middle of the disheveled kitchen. Duo hugged me…his arms, so soft around my neck. I could smell his hair, feel its silky texture on my cheek, feel his hot breath in my ear…He noticed the growing urge straining against his pants. “Damnit…not now” he cursed and hurried back to his room, hoping that focusing more on his mission would take his mind off the long haired vision.
Later on that evening the boys were gathered around the dinner table. Duo had done an exquisite job cleaning it, and the four boys chatted about where to go, what to wear and the like. Duo and Quatre were laughing and smiling at each other again, all memories of the mornings trying events erased. Trowa sat on WuFie's lap as they fed each other the slick ramen with chopsticks, pausing in between bites to capture each other's lips. Heero had chosen to eat in his room under the pretense of finishing some work before the night's festivities began. In truth, he didn't think he had the self-control to keep his hands from roaming all over the sexy American boy for another minute.
“Where'd Heero run off to? Man he was acting weird this afternoon” Duo was obviously puzzled by Heero's strange behavior earlier.
Trowa bent over and whispered something in the Chinese boy's ear. The boy became wide eyed, then pensive, furrowing his brow, then smiled and purred something back to the tall boy.
“What? What is it you two? Do you know something I don't know?” Duo eyed the pair suspiciously.
Trowa's deep green eyes met Duos, “Maybe, maybe not. But we'll let you know when we receive confirmation.” With that he turned all his attention to the small boy sitting underneath him, tracing his tongue slowly up and down his neck, teasing his nipples through the sheer tank top.
Quatre and Duo felt the heat in the room rise, and decided to excuse themselves. Walking out of the kitchen, Duo turned back to the two who were gracefully in twined, leg over leg, arm in between arm, “Well, I'm off for a shower. Ok guys, we'll leave in about 2 hours. Have fun.” He winked and ran up the stairs to his and Heero's room.
Duo slid through the door, ending up right behind Heero. Heero was bent over his laptop, silently clacking keys. Duo crept closer and put his head over the Japanese boy's shoulder.
“Whatcha doing?” He purred into Heero's ear.
“Working, now if you don't mind.”
“Nah…I don't mind, but we're leaving in 2 hours, I just thought I'd take in a nice hot shower before we left.” With that Duo walked slowly toward the bathroom doors, shedding clothing onto the floor as he went. Heero watched him go, watched those sexy hips sway, watched the bottom of his braid tease the very top of his silk boxer shorts. He felt a sudden urgency to run in there and pounce on Duo, force his tongue into that sweet mouth, run his hands over that smooth, defined chest. He heard the water start running, and the shower door close. Duo had left the door to the bathroom slightly ajar, and this was more temptation than Heero could resist. Silently he crept up to the door and pushed it in just a little bit further. He froze…staring through the swirling steam to see the angelic figure slowly shake out his silky main and drench himself in the hot spray. Heero tried to swallow, but felt like he was going to choke. He could see ever well-defined muscle of his angel, from his angled jaw, down to his well-toned ass. A low moan escaped his lips as he continued to watch, transfixed by the beauty in front of him, sensually washing his hair. He felt his hand stray to the large bulge in his pants, slowly stroking himself, biting his bottom lip to prevent from screaming out Duo's name.
In the kitchen, the Heavy Arms and Shenlong pilots had finished their meal, but were still in the chair, kissing and petting each other.
“Dragon?” the green-eyed boy purred into his lover's ear.
“Yes my angel?”
“You know Duo's suggestion of a shower sounded very nice. Would you like to join me love?” He ran his fingers through Fei's luscious raven locks, teasing the back of his neck with his fingertips.
“You have to ask angel?” The smaller boy slyly slipped his tongue into Trowa's ear, making tiny circles with the tip and gently blowing. This caused the taller boy to begin to moan with pleasure.
“Fei, please…”he hissed through clenched teeth, “Lets go up stairs.”
“Anything you desire, lover” Fei purred back as the green-eyed boy arose from his lap, offering him his hand. The Chinese pilot gladly accepted, and the two walked hand in hand, up the stairs into their bedroom.
TBC
You like so far? It's going to get really interesting soon ...*evil grin*
A Night Out-Part 2
By: Loopergirl
Warning: These stories may contain any of the following:
Explicit content, Yaoi, PWP, lemon, bondage, etc. You have been warned!
I do not own any rights to the Gundam Wing characters (sadly) and all thoughts contained here in are purely out of my own twisted mind.
A NIGHT OUT (PART II)
“Fei, please…”he hissed through clenched teeth, “Lets go up stairs.”
“Anything you desire, lover” Fei purred back as the green-eyed boy arose from his lap, offering him his hand. The Chinese pilot gladly accepted, and the two walked hand in hand, up the stairs into their bedroom.
Once inside WuFei closed the door, admiring his lover's lean body with predatory eyes. “Strip!” he shouted at the tall boy.
Trowa shuddered at the forcefulness behind the smaller boy's voice. He loved it when Fei took charge. Locking eyes with his lover, he nodded, slowly peeling off his turtleneck. He knew it drove the other boy mad with desire to see him undress, so he took his time locking his slender fingers and stretching his arms to the ceiling after discarding the shirt. WuFei drank in his lover's lean torso, feeling his own need pushing desperately at his pants. Next Trowa slowly slid his hands down his chest, over his nipples, teasing them just a bit with his fingernails, then proceeded downwards to his stomach and looped his thumbs under the waistband of his jeans. A chill swept through the smaller boy as he watched his angel slowly unbutton and pull down the zipper, sliding his jeans and boxers over one hip then the other, his throbbing erection straining outwards as he continued to pull them down his bronzed legs. Trowa stepped out of the restricting clothing and stood like a god in front of the Chinese boy.
WuFei gasped, “Angel…you are so perfect.” He ran to the boy, taking him in his arms and kissed him gently on the neck. He then picked up the tall boy, and carried him into their bathroom. Trowa started the water, then turned to face his love.
“Are you planning to shower with your clothes on dragon?” he purred, watching his lovers lustful eyes roam all over his naked flesh.
“Of course not angel, now you are to undress me.” He commanded.
Trowa moved to the small boy, gently running his hands underneath his shirt, playing with his hard nipples, causing a soft moan to escape WuFei's lips. Trowa brought his lips down to suckle on the hard tan pebble as his hands worked the tank top over his lover's head. Trowa kissed his way down the other's chest, stooping as his tongue circled around, in and out of Fei's belly button, running it just above the waistband of the constricting pants.
“Trowa…”WuFei hissed through clenched teeth. His lover knew exactly the right ways to torture him with pleasure.
“What is it you want, koi?” Trowa was kneeling in front of the smaller boy, his hot breath stinging his love's needy erection through the thin cloth, hot steam enveloping them.
“Pants off…Now!” The Chinese boy managed to rasp. With that he felt the silken pants slowly lowered, releasing his hardened need straight into the awaiting sensual mouth. Fei looked down at his lover through half closed eyes, only to see the length of his shaft engulfed slowly by those perfect lips. He moaned in ecstasy, feeling his boy's tongue run up and down, feeling teeth gently glide up and down his shaft. He heard his green-eyed vision moan deep in his throat as he bobbed up and down on the trembling organ, the vibrations taking him to increased heights of total pleasure. He began to thrust his hips, pushing himself further into the moist warmth of Trowa's mouth as the other boy guided him, hands on hips, down to the hilt and back, over and over. Fei could hold out no longer. Passion took over his senses as he plunged one last time into the inviting heat.
“Trowa……ahhhh…..” he moaned as his milky essence flowed into the tall boy's hungry mouth. Trowa drank his love's passion down, gently sucking and licking at the shaft until every drop was gone.
“I think its time for that shower” Trowa stated, bending over to pick up a tube of lube from the bottom shelf of the sink. Fei had a gorgeous view of that finely toned ass writhing seductively as he bent over. He felt his need recover quickly, his angel was so beautiful, he had to be deep inside him.
Trowa stepped into the shower, letting the hot spray run over his lean muscles. He extended a hand to his koi who quickly joined him. Facing each other, Fei locked his fingers with the tall boy's, bringing them slowly up to his mouth. Holding Trowa's trembling hand, he began to suck on each finger, running his tongue up and down, gently biting and releasing. He looked up as his lover moaned, noticing his eyes were half closed, he reached down to stroke the boy's neglected erection.
“Mmmm….Fei….feels so good….mmmmm”, The tall brunette shook his head back and forth, writhing under the torture his smaller lover was inflicting upon him. He felt those calloused hands glide up and down his aching need, water and steam and lust mixing into a potent aphrodisiac, nearly driving him over the edge with utter desire.
“Oh Gods….dragon” the tall pilot screamed as Fei pushed him into the wall, grinding their urgent needs together, crushing his lover's lips in a firey kiss, rotating his hips seductively, the friction building higher and higher between the two perfect bodies.
Fei gasped, “Need you….so bad angel. Please?”
Trowa smiled, he found the fact that his lover insisted asking for permission before he fucked him was absolutely adorable. “Of course koi, please take me” he panted, “fuck me Fei, I need it…hard, NOW!”
Passion like white lightening flowed through the Chinese boy. He turned his lover around and applied some of the slick lube to his slender fingers. Trowa moaned in frustration, “Please….I'm ready, just fuck me, I need to feel you in my Fei…”
The small boy teased the tense ring with his finger, gently gliding it in, then another, searching for the spot that would make his lover scream.
“FEI!!!!!!!” Trowa screamed, bucking back hard onto his lover's talented hand.
Fei chuckled, “Now, you're ready”. He positioned his straining cock at the tip of the entrance, and slowly pushed in, feeling the warm, tight channel grip around him was like falling into paradise.
The tall boy became impatient; his own desires were well beyond his control as he pushed back onto the huge cock, driving it deeper and deeper into him, hitting the sweet spot of release again and again. “Harder…do it lover, fuck me hard, I need you.”
The green-eyed boys words went straight to the boys aching desire, and he plunged again and again into his lover, his weight and sheer force practically crushing the other into the wall. He again felt his hot passion about ready to explode as he reached around to stroke the tall boy's dripping need, grasping it hard, stroking in time with his thrusts.
Trowa was lost, the twin feeling of his lover inside of him and his lover's hand stroking his hot cock were too much. His mind consumed by these thoughts, he could hold his passion in no longer. “Gods….Fei…I'm…coming…” with that the brunette shot his seed all over the wall of the shower, gasping and panting for breath.
Fei felt his lover's muscles tighten around his engorged member, so tight, so hot, his lover's cries only heightening his own pleasure. He thrust hard, “Trowa!!” he screamed and emptied his own passion into his lover.
After catching his breath, Trowa turned to face his obsidian-eyed lover. Fei reached around his slender waist and pulled him in for a crushing kiss.
“You are amazing, my angel. You make me want you more and more every day, though I don't know how that is possible” Fei purred into his lovers ear, gently lapping at Trowa's earlobe.
“I love you, dragon. I am yours always” Trowa took the smaller boy's hand in his and placed it lovingly over his heart. “This is yours.” He leaned down and smothered the Chinese pilot in another blazing kiss.
Panting and breathless, the kiss broke, “should we finish our shower now angel? Would you like me to wash your hair?” Fei asked shyly.
“Mmmm….”Trowa purred, “I would like that very much koi.”
TBC
*The best is yet to come, and babe won't it be grand*
A Night Out-Part 3
By: Loopergirl
Warning: These stories may contain any of the following:
Explicit content, Yaoi, PWP, lemon, bondage, etc. You have been warned!
I do not own any rights to the Gundam Wing characters (sadly) and all thoughts contained here in are purely out of my own twisted mind.
A NIGHT OUT (PART III)
Duo finished washing his auburn locks, rinsing out the remaining conditioner in the hot spray. His mind was elsewhere though…on Heero, on his lean body, blazing eyes, seductive smile that made Duo weak in the knees. Duo let his mind wander back to his dream of last night. Heero woke him up with a urgent kiss, telling him he needed him, needed to be with him, in him as he stripped off Duo's boxers, taking his shaft into his mouth, slowly sucking, applying the most beautiful pressure that made Duo's hips lurch off the bed, thrusting over and over into that scorching mouth.. Duo moaned unconsciously as his hand crept down his glistening stomach to grab his hardened desire.
See what you do to me Heero…you make me lose all remnants of self-control. The mere though of you makes me hard. Gods, I need you.
He continued to stroke, enjoying the delectable friction he was getting from his calloused hands, imagining that it was Heero's glorious mouth he was impaling himself upon.
The boy behind the door stared in awe at his braided beauty as he began to touch himself. It was so erotic, so decadent, making his own cock ache with longing to touch the violet-eyed boy. He again bit his lip to stop from moaning, this time drawing blood, as he stroked his need through the silky fabric, more urgently. He watched as Duo lost all abandon in pleasuring himself, his head back, long wet strands of hair clinging to his body, his eyes half closed, slight weeping moans emanating from his full lips. It was more then Heero could stand and he slipped his hand under the fabric and grasped his need, mimicking Duo's pattern of thrusts, needing only to be in him. He knew Duo could look over and see him at any time, but he couldn't pull back, couldn't tear his eyes away from the scene in front of them.
White hot pleasure raced through Duo's body as he stroked more fervently, the luscious pleasure flooded through his senses, finally bringing him to his ultimate gratification. “Ahh…mmm….Heero!” Duo panted as his desire flowed into his hand.
Heero watched in awe as the angel in front of him achieved full release. Gods, did he just call my name? Duo…was thinking about…me? Heero stroked his want faster, harder, imagining he was coming into that tight ass. In his mind he was screaming his koi's name, letting the syllables resonate in his brain as his milky seed flowed out. He closed his eyes for a moment, savoring the pure rapture that enveloped him, before he realized Duo could walk out at any moment…and how would he explain? He gazed through the steam to realize that the boy was indeed stepping out of the shower, throwing a lavender bath towel onto his saturated locks. Shit…gotta clean up. Shit, shit SHIT! Heero's mind raced as he noiselessly slinked back from the door, rushing over to his drawer he pulled out a snug pair of tan corduroys. Discarding the wet spandex, he quickly slipped them on, just as Duo was exiting the bathroom.
“Cool, you're getting ready,” Duo's musical voice chimed. The vision was still toweling his hair, his silk boxers clinging against his hot, moist skin.
Heero nodded, and walked to the closet Duo was scrutinizing. He chose a midnight blue tank top that he knew would frame his physique flawlessly as well as compliment his eyes. “Duo, do I look good?” Heero choked hoping he wasn't implying anything by his verbal faux paux “*cough*… I mean, am I appropriately dressed for where ever we're going?”
Duo faced his cobalt-eyed bishonen, his gaze traced the outline of the muscular frame. Duo felt his face start to flush, “Yeah, Heero…ya look beautiful…erm…I mean great…you look fine.” Idiot…how dumb can you be. Open mouth, insert foot. Mentally Duo was slapping himself in the head.
He quickly tried to change the subject, “Hmm…what should I wear?” He started rummaging through the hangers. “Oh, how bout this Heero?” Duo pulled out a flowing black silk shirt and a pair of hip hugging black pants.
Heero made a sort of sideways nod that Duo interpreted as a No. “Nah”, he continued rummaging, tossing clothes over his head, “Hmm…ok, how about this?” He pulled out a pair of skintight shiny black pants and a skimpy black tank top. It was Heero's turn to flush, imagining his boy in such sexy attire.
“Those will look very nice on you Duo” he smiled, trying to will away his nervousness, as well as the bulge in his pants.
“These it is then” Duo said happily dragging the chosen vestments behind him as he returned to the bathroom to dry his hair. Heero sat down at his laptop, typing a few more source codes into the database before they left. He stole glances at the boy as he swayed his hip back and forth sensually to some imaginary music that Heero assumed was at full blast in Duo's head. Damnit, turn around and concentrate… try to focus.
Duo was lost in thought. Yep, it has to be tonight. I saw the way he was looking at me…I can't be that out of practice not to mistake that look.
What Heero saw as Duo stepped from the bathroom into the bedroom sent him into a hot sweat. Duo stood before him, chestnut hair unbound, gracefully shaping to the contours of his luscious body. The black tank top was short enough and tight enough to reveal several inches of milky white skin, and the shiny black pants wore so low on his hips Heero feared that they'd slide off, if they weren't so tight. Heero shifted in his chair, trying to hide his obvious appreciation of the boy's beauty.
“So how do I look Heero-chan?” Duo spun, pulling his arms up over his head and arching his back slightly to give the boy at the computer even more of a glimpse of his well-defined stomach.
Heero gave him the most overpowering, lust filled look the boy had ever seen. “You look fine Duo. Lets go”, he was practically panting when he grabbed Duo's hand and led him out the door and down the stairs to the living room.
The other boys were sitting around the living room when Heero and Duo walked in.
“Oops…hang on a sec guys. I forgot my wallet.” Duo retraced his steps to retrieve the missing item. Heero's eyes followed the boy's every movement until he disappeared into the hall.
“Heero? Are you ok?” Quatre approached the Japanese boy, placing the back of his hand against the smooth forehead. “You're all flushed.”
The green-eyed pilot looked up and smirked, “He's just fine Quatre.” He pulled the Chinese boy into his arms, and kissed his neck.
“In fact angel, I'd venture to say that he's better than fine” WuFei sighed, feeling his lover's lips nipping at his throat.
Heero stared at them and grunted, “Hn.”
“Hmm? What?” Quatre shook his head in wonderment. Am I missing something here?
Duo slowly strutted back into the living room. Quatre noticed the zero pilot's “reaction” to the boy's return.
“oh….OH!” Quatre said wide-eyed, realization just beginning to dawn on him. Trowa and WuFei shot him silencing glances, while Heero shifted his jacket in front of his pants. Quatre looked down, blushing.
“Well, should we go?” WuFei asked, tugging at the tall boy's arm, pulling him to the front door.
Heero was the first one to speak up, “Yes. I'm ready.” He shot a lustful glance towards Duo, who felt lightening through his stomach.
TBC
A Night Out-Part 4
By: Loopergirl
Warning: These stories may contain any of the following:
Explicit content, Yaoi, PWP, lemon, bondage, etc. You have been warned!
I do not own any rights to the Gundam Wing characters (sadly) and all thoughts contained here in are purely out of my own twisted mind.
A NIGHT OUT (PART IV)
The boys entered the smoky club, taking in the scene surrounding them. The air was hot, and smelled of sweat, perfume and need. It was intoxicating. Lights and mirror balls threw patches of light over the other beautiful bodies, packed closely together, moving to the beat of the music. A new song started up, and Duo's eyes brightened.
“I love this song!” Duo bounced out onto the dance floor without a second thought, dancing manically to the fast pace of Blur's Song 2.
Quatre got caught up in Duo's excitement and took off after him, joining him on the edge of the dance floor and moving with equal abandon.
The other boys headed off towards the bar. As they got their drinks, Trowa took the opportunity to have a word with his comrade. “Heero, why don't you go out there and dance with Duo? You can't tell me you don't want to, you haven't taken your eyes off of him for more then 5 seconds.”
“Hn. I don't dance.” Heero remarked tersely.
Trowa shrugged, “Fine, but it appears many other boys out there do.”
Heero watched as the song switched to a slower tempo, Duo was captivating two other beautiful boys, shaking his hips slowly in a sensual dance. One of the boys reached out and grabbed Duo's vinyl clad hips, grinding against his perfect ass.
Heero's fist clenched, he was slowly going mad, driven over the edge by his passion for the sultry dancing figure. The other boy moved in front of the violet-eyed boy and thrust his hips in counter motion to his friend behind. Duo threw his head back and laughed as he placed one arm on the boy in front of him, and the other on his hip. Heero couldn't stand it any longer. He marched out onto the dance floor, stopping just short of Duo and his dancing partners.
Duo happily gazed around him when he noticed those cobalt-eyes searing his flesh. He detangled himself from the other boys and sauntered over to Heero.
“What is it Heero?” Duo cooed, giving him a coquettish smile.
“Duo…”he swallowed, trying to steady his shaky thoughts, “Will you show me how?”
“Heero? How to what?” The boy's sensual look combined with his awkward question made Duo a bit unsure how to proceed.
“How to dance, Duo” Heero growled, looking down, ashamed of his own lack of skills on the dance floor.
Duo laughed. The perfect soldier needs ME to show him how to do something. Well, if he wants to learn, he'll learn on my terms. “Sure Heero, come on!” With that he pulled the outwardly reluctant pilot into the center of the floor.
The melody picked up once again, and Duo stood facing Heero. “Now, just feel the music. See, start by swaying your hips.” Duo clasped his hands behind his head and slowly gyrated his pelvis. Heero was entranced by his angel, and attempted to sway as Duo had demonstrated, but his movements ended up looking like a jerking train.
“No, No” Duo sighed, “Here,” he placed his hands gently on Heero's hips. Heero shuddered at the feeling of those slender fingers holding him tightly. Duo noticed the shudder and eyes met eyes. Duo licked his lips enticingly. The music faded to a slow tempo again, “Like this, Heero”. Duo moved Heero's hips to the beat, gliding them back and forth in an elliptical motion. When he felt Heero was fairly confident in his own movements, Duo stepped away, intent on his slow seduction. He made sure the Japanese boy's eyes were locked on him, then he started to really “move”.
Duo danced away from Heero for a minute before doing an abrupt turn and sauntering back. Music and musk swirled around Heero, he tried to regain sense of himself, but he was mesmerized by the lithe body's movements. He felt his erection pressing tightly against his pants.
//I want you, I need you
So baby won't you come with me
Can't you feel
The power of love//
Duo ran his hands up his chest, exposing his hard, pink nipples, then he slowly raked his fingers back down almost grazing his own aching desire. He came within inches of Heero, rotating his hips so they came close to meeting. Then Duo spun around, grinding his taut ass into the other boy's pelvis, circling it around and around, applying the most glorious friction to Heero's need.
Heero gasped, “Ah….Duo.” He grabbed Duo's hips and pushed the boy back harder into him, reaching around his hands crept lower, trying to find his love's own hard desire.
“Nuh-uh…” Duo turned again, putting his mouth right next to Heero's ear, “We're here to dance…” he moaned as Heero grabbed his hips, forcing the two constrained erections together, “…remember..” he gasped.
Heero shuddered feeling the sensation of Duo's arousal rubbing against his. “Duo, I'm tired of dancing.” His husky voice so filled with passion only increased the long-haired boy's desire. Heero pulled his angel in close and ran his tongue over those soft lips. Duo moaned, and Heero wasted no time taken advantage of the parted lips, forcing his tongue inside, gliding it over Duo's teeth, exploring every crevice of the sweet heat. Duo kissed Heero back with equal ferocity, tongues sparred and both boys pulled back breathless.
Heero looked at his angel. He finally had claimed what was his, now he needed to make it more official “Duo, would you like to go back to our house…to our room…” he growled and grabbed Duo's ass, pressing the boy to him, “…to our bed?”
Duo thought he was going to come right there on the dance floor. He moaned as Heero grabbed his ass, and could only nod in response to the question.
Heero grabbed Duo's hand and led him out of the club.
WuFei and Trowa looked slyly at each other and grinned at seeing the two obviously aroused boys leave the club in such a hurry.
“Dragon, perhaps we should stay in town tonight. Get a hotel room, just the two of us…alone…” He wantonly rubbed himself against the smaller boy, eliciting a soft moan.
“If you wish angel, but why don't we go back home?” He suddenly felt his pants become far too tight as Trowa rubbed against him.
“Well, first off..” the green-eyed boy leaned over and captured the other boy's lips, between breaths and kisses he managed to continue, “…I don't think I can make it all the way home without jumping you. And secondly…I have a feeling that months and months…of pent up frustration are going to…explode tonight, and that house will be awfully loud.”
The Chinese boy writhed under the skilled mouth of his tall lover, “mmm….angel, you are delicious. What an excellent idea koi, are you sure?” He began to toy with Trowa's nipples through his shirt, hearing his lover gasp was all the convincing he needed, “Lets go.”
TBC
A Night Out-Part 5
By: Loopergirl
Warning: These stories may contain any of the following:
Explicit content, Yaoi, PWP, lemon, bondage, etc. You have been warned!
I do not own any rights to the Gundam Wing characters (sadly) and all thoughts contained here in are purely out of my own twisted mind.
"Ehem...excuse me looper-chan, when are we going to get back to US?" The green-eyed boy held his lover tightly.
"Patience boys, I haven't forgotten! But the evil muse over there is making me write this first!" *sighs helplessly*,
"Anyhow, I thought you might need a break...take a nap or something."
"Sleep is for the WEAK looper-chan. Hurry up and get this over so we can get back to US!" Fei pouted.
"Yeah, Heero x Duo...blah, blah, blah. We've heard it all before." the tall boy muttered.
"Watch it or I'll make you into a foursome"
Muse *grinz evilly*
A NIGHT OUT (PART V)
Heero sped through the abandoned streets, his mind intent on only one thing, fucking the beautiful boy seated next to him, making him scream with pleasure. Duo was sensually torturing Heero, he pulled the boy's shirt up to reveal the hard caramel nipples, which he teased, alternating lips, handful of hair, fingers, teeth. Heero dislodged one hand from the wheel and reached over to stroke his love's huge cock through the vinyl pants.
Duo moaned and writhed, thrusting his hips to increase the sensation.
“Duo, take it out. Let me see how hard you are, how much you want me.” Heero purred, making a mental note that such talk seemed to make the squirming boy even hornier.
Duo complied. Sitting up, he unbuttoned and unzipped the tight pants, his passion springing out urgently. “See Heero, can you see how much I need you.”
Heero glanced at his angel, his pants pulled down to mid-creamy thigh, his hand gently holding his own erection. He moaned softly and put the gas pedal to the floor. “Touch yourself Duo, show me how to fuck you” Heero commanded, eyes wild with lust.
Duo obeyed, and began stroking himself. Heero watching him was making his painfully hard cock even harder. His fingers moved up and down his length, thumb playing with the slit, rubbing the small drop of seed all over. Heero could barely keep his eyes on the road. Luckily he knew he didn't have long to go…neither did Duo.
Duo's thrusts increased in speed, he now bucked and squirmed under the lustful cobalt gaze. “Heero….I…I'm…”
The car slid to an abrupt stop in their drive way. Heero ran around to the other side of the car, yanked the American boy out and threw him onto the hood. Duo shivered as the cold metal touched his skin.
“I want to taste you Duo” he rasped as his lips descended into Duo's lap, licking the small drop of essence off the tip, before completely enveloping his lover.
“Ahh…HEERO!” He screamed, grabbing the head of the other boy he began to thrust swiftly into the sizzling depths. He felt Heero's tongue swirling around his shaft, lips and teeth gently graze the skin. He was lost, shaking, panting, begging, “Please Heero….please….”
Heero removed his mouth from the throbbing member and wrapped his fingers around it, still stroking at a fast pace, he laid on top of the slender boy. “Come for me Duo.” He growled, biting hard into the pliant flesh of his neck.
Duo shook as pleasure rocked through him, spilling his desire out over Heero's hand. Still shaking, he watched Heero lift his hand to his mouth and lick off all of his essence.
“Mmm….you taste like heaven, koi”
Duo's breath regained it's normal speed, and he sat up, attempting to fasten his pants before they went inside. Heero moved quickly, grabbing Duo's arm mid-air and pinning it behind him.
“No need to do that,” he whispered into Duo's ear, “You'll be out of them in a matter of minutes anyway.”
Duo sighed as he felt his spent length gradually returning to life at his lover's words. He pulled Heero down for a long, kiss. “You know, I'll do anything you want lover.”
Heero slid his arms under Duo's legs and carried him into the house.
TBC
"Oh great...a teaser....you're askin for it looper" the Chinese boy growled.
"Hey, shut-up Fei, we're a cuter couple anyway" Duo tossed his braid over his shoulder, sticking his tongue out at the other boy.
"Like I said Fei, watch it or I'll do a foursome!"
"A foursome!" Heero and Duo yelled in unison.
Heero and WuFei looked at each other, "Yuck!" they both announced.
Trowa and Duo looked at each other, "Hmmm...." they both purred....
A Night Out-Part 6
By: Loopergirl
Warning: These stories may contain any of the following:
Explicit content, Yaoi, PWP, lemon, bondage, etc. You have been warned!
I do not own any rights to the Gundam Wing characters (sadly) and all thoughts contained here in are purely out of my own twisted mind.
A NIGHT OUT (PART VI)
The two boys sighed as they entered the luxurious room, a huge four poster oak bed to their right, full kitchen to their left, fresh scarlet roses in twin glass vases on the mantle piece above the ashen stone fireplace, even two fluffy terry cloth robes awaited them.
Trowa hugged the smaller boy, “Oh, its perfect dragon…thank you!”
“Anything for you my angel.” He reached up, gently running his hand over the tall boy's cheek, navigating those perfect lips to his own, embracing them in a gentle kiss.
“Mmm…” Trowa sighed, “I think I'm going to take a quick shower koi. Is that alright with you?”
“Of course, and please do not rush on my account.” He pulled away from the green-eyed boy, gently squeezing his hand and releasing it as Trowa walked towards the bathroom.
As soon as Fei was sure his lover was lost in his shower, he began to prepare the room. Grabbing fistfuls of rose petals, he scattered them across the bed, 1 all the while imagining the lithe wet body squirming underneath him. Wicked thoughts started to manifest in his mind hmm…wonder if angel would mind if I was a bit…kinky tonight….he smirked, walking over to the discarded bathrobes, he pulled the white ties out from their loops.
Trickles of hot water ran down Trowa's lean body, he grabbed the soapy washcloth and made gentle circles on his chest working the lather down to his abdomen. Wonder what Fei has in mind for this evening he mused as he finished his shower. Stepping out onto the cold tile, he grabbed a towel and tousled it on his head then wrapped it around his waist as he sauntered back into the bedroom. He noticed that his love had dimmed the lights, his eyes searching for his koi through wet locks of hair. “Dragon? Are you here?” he purred as he took a few more steps further into the room. Suddenly he felt warm hands around his waist, moaning he let the towel drop to the floor.
“Mmmm…you look delicious lover” Fei purred, “Wanna play a game with me tonight?”
Trowa felt slender fingers easing their way down to his waist, lower and lower until they found the target of their wanderings and began stroking the hardened flesh. Trowa moaned at the touch.
“I said, do you want to play a game with me tonight lover?” The pace of the stokes became faster.
Trowa was lost in pleasure; he nodded and rasped, “Yes…yes dragon.”
“Good” Fei stated, and released his grip on his lover, hearing the tall pilot whimper in frustration. He walked in front of the boy, with a smirk he began, “The game is called Master and Servant 2. I am the master, you are the servant koi.” He ran his hand down Trowa's chest, stopping just short of his need. “That means, you do what ever I say, like an obedient servant, and if you don't…” He flashed him a devilish look, “you get punished.”
Trowa tensed at these words, a shiver ran down his spine. He found his lover's enigmatic words strangely sensual. He felt a strong hand pull his face in close.
“Do you understand the rules?” he asked, hisobsidian eyes staring into emerald pools.
Trowa tried to answer through his dry throat, but could only manage a nod.
“Good!” Fei took a step backwards, “Now, on your knees!” he commanded. He watched as the tall boy kneeled before him. He walked forward, turning the pale face to its side, he began rubbing his hardened flesh against the cheek, feeling it's warmth through the cloth of his slacks. Trowa moaned in frustration.
“You're doing beautifully angel, now onto the bed please, on your stomach, arms together above your head.” He stepped back to watch the slender boy rise up and walk to the bed. You will never forget tonight love, he mused watching the boy lie in the requested position on the bed.
Trowa felt the petals lapping against his hot skin like velvet tongues, he shivered in anticipation of the Chinese boy's next move. He heard his love move toward the bed. Fei grasped the slender wrists, kissing them carefully, feeling the silky flesh against his lips. He reached for the strip of terry cloth fabric and began binding the wrists of the tall boy, searching the emerald eyes for any hint of apprehension. Seeing none, he continued, securing the wrists above his head to the center rail of the oak bed, his beautiful boy now helpless under his skilled hands.
Trowa felt the bed rise slightly as the smaller boy's weight was lifted from it. Behind him he heard discarded clothes fall to the floor. Closing his eyes, he imagined his lover, hard, staring at him in this vulnerable state. He felt warmth on the back of his thigh and sighed.
Fei kissed and lapped his way up the ivory skin, gently nipping on Trowa's inner thigh, causing the tall boy to gasp. The obvious approval of his love, made Fei throw himself more passionately into his work, kissing and licking every inch of the boys, back, shoulders, and back down, flicking his tongue against the tight ring.
Fire tore through Trowa's senses as he felt his love suck, lick, and nuzzle his firm ass. He started rubbing himself wantonly against the sheet, needing to feel the friction against his throbbing cock.
“Lie still!” Fei shouted, landing a searing smack right on Trowa's bottom. “Don't move unless I tell you to!”
The sensation of Fei's hand slapping his ass sent sensual chills all through the Heavy Arms pilot. That actually felt….good…The boy marveled at this new feeling, wanting more, harder this time. He began squirming again, rubbing his need into the silky sheets.
“Did you not hear me!” a series of three smacks landed upon the fidgeting boy's ass. “I said don't move! Do I need to make that any clearer to you?!” Another 5 slaps came from Fei's small hand as he heard his love's gentle moans and whimpers. The skin was now glowing pink beneath him.
“Please…Fei…” Trowa wiggled his ass suggestively in the air, “…more…harder…” he rasped, reveling in this new sensation of pleasure mixed with pain.
“Hmm…you are naughtier than I ever thought koi,” Fei purred as his hand came up to administer the first blow. He saw the taut muscles of Trowa's ass tighten in anticipation. He held his hand up for a moment, driving his lover mad with tension, waiting for the muscles to relax before he continued his assault. When he was sure his love was relaxed, he began a series of stinging smacks on the flushed mounds. Trowa moaned in agony and ecstasy, each blow sending lightning bolts down his spine and to his dripping cock.
Finishing his task, Fei bent down and kissed the searing flesh, running his tongue up and down the contours, tenderly blowing cool breath over the heat. He kissed and licked until Trowa's whimpering turned back into moans. Another delicious idea entered Fei's mind, as he arose off the bed and tottered into the kitchen. Rummaging in the refrigerator, he found what he was looking for and brought it back to the bed, sitting down next to the tall boy.
“Turn over!”
Trowa obeyed and rolled over onto his sore bottom, wincing at the slight pain. He saw the obsidian-eyed boy above him holding a container of something ivory. He watched as Fei carefully pulled back the shiny paper lid, running it over his tongue, dipping two fingers in and pulling them out, the sticky cream substance covering them as he brought them up to his lips.
“Sorry koi, I wanted a snack Oh, but how rude of me, you first” he cooed, bringing his fingers down to his lover's lips.
Trowa slid his tongue out, letting the sweet cream flow onto it. “Mmm…vanilla pudding Fei, my favorite.” He continued running his tongue up and down the slender fingers. Taking them deep into his hot mouth, he looked up at his lover who was watching him with lust filled eyes.
“Good lover? You want more?” Trowa nodded as he watched Fei dip his cock into the sticky cream, letting it cover it. He straddled Trowa, bringing his erection to the tall boy's lips. Trowa devoured it hungrily, deepthroating the boy immediately. Fei moaned as pushed himself in and out of his koi's gorgeous mouth, the emerald-eyed boy writhed beneath him, aching for contact with his own need. Fei noticed this and slinked back down near Trowa's lap.
“Now it's my turn for a snack” he growled, bringing the cup down to rest between Trowa's legs. His fingers scooped up a generous amount of the ivory desert, and swiftly spread it over the entire length of Trowa's hot flesh.
Trowa cried out as he felt the icy substance coating his erection. He felt Fei's expert tongue begin lapping at the treat like a popsicle, sliding up and down, gently flicking at the weeping slit.
“Gods…Fei…” Trowa screamed as Fei took the entire length into his mouth. Trowa was painfully hard, needing only to find release. Fei knew his lover was close.
Suddenly Fei sat up, “On your hands and knees, NOW!” Trowa struggled into position, his arms crossed over one another. He felt another slap land on his sore ass.
“Ahh…” Trowa cried out. He felt cream covered fingers circle the tight ring, followed by his koi's tongue. Fei continued to enjoy his snack, flicking at the tight entrance while rubbing his own throbbing erection.
“May I angel?” Fei had a slick finger at the enterance.
“Yes, please…take me” he moaned. Trowa was almost crying he needed release so badly.
Fei guided the finger past the tight ring, gently stretching and opening the perfect body. A second and a third finger soon followed, as he felt his lover's muscles slacken. Trowa screamed as the dexterous trio hit his sweet spot, he lurched back attempting to drive the fingers deeper.
Sensing that his koi was past ready, Fei coated his shaft with the remnants of the desert, positioning himself behind the upturned ass, he plunged in deep.
Trowa felt like he was being ripped apart, but it felt so amazing. He felt his lover start to move in him, in and out slowly at first, then faster. He was striking Trowa's spot again and again. “Fei…Ahhh……”
Fei reached around, grabbing Trowa's cock with his slick hands he began to stroke the shaft in time to his thrusts. “I want you to come with me, koi. I want to feel your essence as you feel mine.”
Trowa moaned, his head hung low, as he pushed back into the smaller boy's hips with fervor. He heard Fei panting, felt him trembling, trying to keep control. “Gods Fei…Fuck Me!”
The scream sent both lovers spinning out of control. Trowa's milky seed spilled out over Fei's hand and onto the mattress as Fei emptied his essence into the hot tunnel.
Regaining a steady breath, Fei moved to untie his koi. He released the ivory wrists from the straps and kissed them. Trowa sighed in appreciation and rolled onto his side, bringing his koi down for a passionate kiss, laying the smaller boy beside him. The two cuddled together, feeling the warmth of the other's body, the softness of the other's skin.
“Did you like that game my angel?” The dark haired boy whispered into his ear.
“Yes my dragon, I loved that game. We will have to play again soon…” Trowa purred back. He attempted to roll onto his back when he felt the numbed pain returning. “Oh” he smirked, “Well, maybe not too soon.”
Fei reached around to caress the stinging flesh, “I am so sorry angel. I didn't mean to hurt you.” Fei looked compassionately into the emerald eyes.
Trowa gazed at his beauty in awe, “Dragon, no…its not bad, besides, now I can remember this night vividly for at least a week!” he laughed, then reaching over to his loves spent shaft he purred, “And when ever I think about it, I'm going to get very excited and you will have to do something about that koi.”
“Mmm…” Fei enveloped Trowa's mouth, running his tongue over his teeth. “I would like that very much lover” he sighed and brought Trowa's head onto his chest then settled in for a blissful night of rest with the boy he so deeply loved.
“I love you, my angel”
“And I love you, dragon”
TBC
A Night Out-Part 7
By: Loopergirl
Warning: These stories may contain any of the following:
Explicit content, Yaoi, PWP, lemon, bondage, etc. You have been warned!
I do not own any rights to the Gundam Wing characters (sadly) and all thoughts contained here in are purely out of my own twisted mind.
A NIGHT OUT (PART VII)
Heero held the longhaired beauty tightly as he carried him up the stairs into their room. He reveled in the feeling of Duo so close to him, nuzzled up against his firm chest, sighing sweetly. He knew only one thing, that this strong yet fragile creature had to be his. His alone. His always.
Duo mewed as he felt Heero lay him upon the soft sheets of his bed. Heero gently placed himself over Duo, enjoying the luscious friction of the other. Heero planted soft, teasing kisses down his love's neck.
Duo moaned at the passionate assault, “Heero…I've wanted this for so long…please, please take me tonight, make me yours.”
Heero responded by lifting the too tight black tank top over the braided beauty's head, gazing in awe at the well-toned, creamy stomach underneath him, running his calloused hands over the small pink nipples, gently squeezing them, teasing them, feeling them grow harder under his attack. He smirked when he heard Duo panting, wanting to belong to Heero totally, body and soul.
“Duo…” He bent over and seized the other's mouth in a firey kiss. His tongue begged for entrance to the warm cavern, and Duo responded eagerly, probing his tongue into Heero's own mouth. “Duo…” Heero moaned, breaking the breath taking kiss, “Duo, you are mine. I need you Duo, tonight, always. You've stolen my heart.” He stared intently into the violet pools, “Duo, I love you.” He purred, thrusting his hips into Duo's.
Duo met the cobalt glance with tears, “Oh Heero…and I love you, I always have. I always will”
With this said, Duo leaned upwards, again claiming Heero's mouth with his own. Heero ran his hands through the spun silken locks, trailing a hand down Duo's back, grabbing the firm ass, feeling the taut muscles that lie underneath the warm fabric. Duo moaned reaching up to divest Heero of the cobalt tank top. Heero stretched his arms over his head to allow Duo easier access to his rippled chest. Duo flung the offending garment across the room, concentrating on Heero's perfectly chiseled torso. He began at Heero's neck, nipping lightly at his earlobe, before continuing downwards, slinking his tongue down the Japanese boy's neck, tenderly blowing warm air as he went.
Heero shivered as he felt Duo's warm mouth make its way lower, down his neck, to his collar bone, lower still, down his chest. He gasped as he felt his lover's teeth on his nipple, then he felt his urgent need being gently stroked through his pants, “Gods, Duo…you're so good.”
Duo smiled mischievously at his love's comment, continuing his two prong attach he purred, “Mmm…Its cause you make me feel good lover, and now its my turn to make you feel good.” His mouth moved to the opposite nipple and he heard Heero gasp as he unbuttoned and unzipped the tan corduroy pants, allowing the exotic pilots desire to spring free. He roughly wrapped his fingers around the entirety, stroking up and down at an uneven pace. He didn't want his lover to come to quickly, that was reserved for when he was buried in his hot ass. He gently pushed a compliant Heero down, and proceeded to slide the pants off. He brought his face achingly close to Heero's weeping cock.
Heero glanced at the vision straddling him, wincing as he felt Duo's hot mouth move with in scant centimeters of his throbbing length, his long hair draped over onto Heero's legs as he watched the beauty's tongue dart out to lick the first drop of essence that had formed there.
“Ah…Duo…” Heero cried out in frustration.
“What is it lover? You want me to take you into my mouth, swallow your huge cock?” Duo teased coyly, blowing hot breath onto the tip of Heero's arousal.
“Yes, please Duo…”The Japanese boy whimpered. Suddenly he felt enveloped in warmth. He moaned, feeling Duo's skilled tongue run up and down his length, then those moist lips parted and swallowed Heero up to the hilt.
Duo tasted his lover fully, he tasted so warm, so alive, so passionate. Duo bobbed his head up and down at a faster pace, stopping just short of allowing his lover's release. He let his mouth travel lower, gently suckling on each of Heero's balls, licking the sensitive flesh of the tight ring.
“Duo!” Heero screamed and sat up. He grabbed the chestnut haired boy, flipping him over until he was lying in perfect submission under the wing zero pilot. He slid the vinyl pants gracefully out from under Duo, he did the same with the silken boxers until his beauty lie perfectly unadorned underneath him. He drank in the vision, his eyes traveled down from violet pools, to the muscular chest and arms, to the creamy depression of his stomach, to his dripping erection, down his long slender legs he'd dreamt were wrapped around him so many times. “You are the most perfect vision of beauty I have ever laid eyes on, Duo”.
Duo observed his lover surveying his body, trying to memorize it. Hearing the sweet words, he searched the cobalt eyes for some hint of insincerity. There was none. Heero was worshiping his body like a temple. The thought made him painfully hard, and his lust grew stronger. Feeling slender, oil slicked fingers at his entrance, he moaned, fully enjoying the sensation of being opened for the first time.
Heero's skilled fingers quickly found the spot that caused the longhaired boy to arch up. Again and again he hit it with sleek dexterity, his two fingers were joined by a third. He knew Duo was ready as he felt the boy begin to thrust backwards onto his hand.
“Gods Heero, I need you to take me. FUCK ME! Heero! Hard! NOW!” Duo panted, his hand had strayed to his own erection and was stroking at a furious pace, desires heightened each time Heero found that spot inside. He spread his legs wide, offering himself completely to the other.
Heero looked at the gorgeous boy he was so mercilessly teasing, his eyes half closed in passion, his head flung backwards, his back arched and legs spread wide awaiting his dripping desire. Heero moaned and positioned himself at the entrance of his Duo, his paradise. Gently rolling his hips, he positioned the head of his engorged shaft inside the squirming boy beneath him.
“AH!” Duo half screamed half moaned. The sensation was amazing. Heero in him, filling him, pushing deeper and deeper, hitting his sweet spot of release as he started to move. Duo soon met Heero's insistent thrusts with his own, wrapping his slender legs around the muscular boy's back.
Heero slipped deeper and deeper into the only world he wanted to know - his world, his Duo. He heard the soft moans and pleas of the vision beneath him and found he could control himself no longer. He pounded into Duo, feeling the delicious heat of the constricting channel like a vice grip on his cock. It was a feeling neither wanted to end.
“Mine!” Heero growled, reaching to grasp Duo's neglected erection and pumping it furiously in time with his own strokes.
Duo could only nod. Tears of passion flowed down his face which was contorted in pure ecstasy. Heero was filling him, fucking him, stroking him. It was too much. White hot pleasure shot through his body as he arched up.
“Gods! Heero! YES!! Fuck me!” He screamed at the top of his lungs, shooting his hot seed over his stomach.
Seeing his Duo so lost in passion made the other pilot completely lose the last of his resolve. With a final thrust he emptied himself into Duo's hot channel.
“Duo!!” He growled as passion over took him.
Slipping slowly back into reality, Heero noticed the longhaired boy silently crying. He moved quickly, enveloping the fragile boy in his strong arms, bringing him close to his chest, feeling the hot tears stream down his neck.
“Duo, what's wrong? Did I hurt you my love?” Heero was frightened. He had wanted nothing more then to let his love feel the strength of his desire. Glancing at the shaking boy in his arms made the pit of his stomach ache.
Duo slowly lifted his head, focusing in on those beautiful cobalt pools. He noticed for the first time…fear, yes fear in those eyes. That fear is because of me he pondered. He raised his hand to cup Heero's cheek, “You didn't hurt me koi, I know you could never, would never hurt me. These things you make me feel, they're so new, so real. I'm crying because I'm happy…” He averted his gaze from Heero's before continuing, “…and, I'm scared.”
Heero brought Duo's face to his own, starting into his eyes with blazing intensity that sent shivers up the American boy's spine. He kissed Duo ever so gently, hoping the passion in his eyes would make its way to his lips.
“Duo, you have no reason to be scared. I will never leave you. You are mine, as I am yours. We belong to each other now. We are one in the same.” Heero laid the boy down next to him, protectively wrapping his arms around the smooth skin, entwining their legs.
“Oh Heero,” Duo sighed, “I do love you. I am yours, completely”. Duo snuggled closer to his koi, having never felt this safe and loved in his life.
“And I love you Duo. I am yours.” Heero kissed and nuzzled the neck of his vision. “I'll never leave.” Heero knew then, he would protect this boy. He would never hurt again.
TBC
Eeek...the big scene (well so far)...PLEASE C&Cs are welcome and begged for!!
sorry the rest of this story has not been writion yet coming soon thoe
Anybody-Help!
By: Kai
Disclaimer : I don't own them, no... thanks Sunrise
Warning : Yaoi, Humor 2+5, Duo POV
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-Anybody, help!-
By Kai
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I was so bored.. very, very bored in the huge living room of Quatre's mansion. That room was too big for a 'lonely Duo' like me. I really didn't want to spend all of this sunny afternoon just lying on Quatre's huge, puffy sofa; staring at a freaking show on Quatre's huge TV screen, with an expensive chandelier over my head. It's INJUSTICE!
For upon waking up, I had found a little yellow note stuck to my forehead, it's said,
'Already awake, lazy bum?
Quatre, Trowa and I have left for urgent mission in Arabia
- won't be back for several days.
Heero..'
Who's the lazy bum?! At least they should wake me up and told me- I had thought. How can they do this to me? He said it was an urgent mission- an urgent mission must be an important one.. why had they just left me out?.. And who will prepare my breakfast? no, my lunch.. Mmmm? maybe one of his servants might help me with that, and what the Hell is this TV program? Is there nothing more interesting than this? Oh where's my remote control? Shit! I stepped on it... GREAT!!!
I threw myself back into the sofa, trying to enjoy the smooth touch of its fabric, hoping to divert my attention from the annoying sound of the TV speaker.. and my growling stomach. I was too lazy to ask anyone for the meal- it's BORINGGGGGGGGGGG! But HEY! Heero said that he, Quatre and Trowa will be on the mission, so what about Wufei? This means I'll be here alone with him for several days...
Alone? With Wufei? ..Jeez- stop BLUSHING! It's nothing, Duo; it's nothing. Everything's gonna be fine.. it's gonna be fine.. just fine.. mmm.
"What are you murmuring about, Maxwell?"
Oh shit!, that's HIM! He?s in his loose, white pants and blue tank top as usual? but err, seems like he just finished with Martial Art practice. He's still Sweaty and Panting?! Wow, he's so.. so.. so.. er.. hey stop, sTop! STOP!
"Noo, nothing- I just, err, just... "
"Just?" Hey, Wu, I thought, don't speak to me with that voice, pleeeeease..
"I'm just... praying, right! Praying..." What an idiotic answer..
"Praying? You? What kind of joke is this?"
"Hey, Wu, don't say that! I used to live in church too! Why can't I pray"
"I didn't mean that." He turned his back to me. But, I wanna see him like this just a little longer.. mmm.. so find something to talk to him about, now!
"Wait, Wu, err.. "
"Look I should have told you earlier, don't call me that! My name is Wufei- or is that too much for your feeble memory?"
I sighed. He's so sarcastic sometimes, I thought, but that's ok. At least we have some topic.. "You know, I call my close friends by nickname..." Mmm, nice body, Wu, Hey! What did I just say?
"But you didn't say.. Hee,Qua, or Tro, do you, so why me?"
Oww, shit! I?m just dig my own grave, aren't I? "Mmm, because... err, yeah, it's funny to see you angry about it, Mr. Justice!" Oh well, nothing else for me to lose.
"Baka..." He said and left this room, what a hard time for me..
Alright, I can't stand the growling of my stomach anymore. I must find something to eat. Did I ever tell Quatre that his mansion was decorated with very expensive ornaments? Jeez look at those little horse statues along the hall- just one could buy food for me for over a year! I sighed.. Oh, is there anybody here in this kitchen...? No? Maybe I'll just fix something myself? let's see what's in the fridge... oh! There's a little yellow note here too!
'Duo,
sorry that no one was here, every maid asked me
for summer vacation and I agreed.
They'll be gone for several days.
Quatre.'
What? EVERYONE?!? It's INJUSTICE! Okay, I hope they at least had left something for me.. me? Us? me and... Wu? oh God, but someone is coming, Wu? no, that can't be, he just left for the bathroom..
Get a hold of yourself Duo Maxwell! Shut your idiot mouth, NOW! God! My heart just skipped a beat! WHY IS HE JUST WEARING THAT VERY, VERY SHEER BATHROBE?!? He let his hair down, wooowww! It's like a black smooth silk, and, and HIS WHOLE BODY IS STILL DAMP!!! Oh, Wu, do you have any idea what you've done to me??
"What's wrong with your mouth, Maxwell?"
"...n... no... I thought you're taking a bath" I was blushing, hard! One wish was in my head.. Please don't look at me like that!
"Yes, but I can't find my clothes anywhere, have you seen them?"
"...I, I guess not- Quatre left a message: it said none of his servants are here, you, err, you should look in the laundry room." Yes, yes go away from me pleeeeease! Before I ..
"But where is the laundry room? Do you know?"
"It.. it's two doors down from here?" This huge mansion is tooo BIG! But luckily for me I'd already taken a look in all the rooms. Now go, Wu!
"No, you're wrong, I just passed that room, and it's a studio?"
"Really? I don't know where it is then..." What? It can't be!
"Then, come with me, will you?" Err, what's wrong with his voice? It's so... soft.
"What? Where?" No, I will NOT go ANYWHERE with him in that DRESS!
"Help me find that room, or you want me to catch a cold?" hmm, his statement was back to normal, he started his sarcastic again. Is he.. teasing me? No! How can he know?
"Alright..."
It's no fun at all when there's someone ALMOST NAKED and still DAMP and very DAMN SEXY walking behind you, and to make matters worse, I look like I have some naughty thoughts on my mind!
Ok, we're here! Look- this IS a laundry room, so why did Wu say it was a studio?
"Oh, I must be miscounted these similar doors, mmm, do they have something for me to wear?" Oh yeah it must have, no, it couldn't have, but it ought to have, Hey! what a confused, eh- a little yellow note again? What is it?
'Hey, naughty boy!
What do you have on your mind?
Just get on with it... believe me.
Trowa.'
What?! Trowa?! Jeez, they planned this? INJUSTICE!!! Hmm, injustice? That's not my line, when did I start to use it?
"What are you looking at?"
Oh, God he smells like... mmm, jasmine, hey I can't let he see it, damn Trowa, damn Quatre, damn Heero! I'll deal with them later?
"Nothing; you just pick your clothes up. I'll wait in the living room? oh did you have lunch?" I knew that it is VERY hard to look into his eyes without trembling?
"Not yet."
Good, now he's choosing some clothes to wear. Please let it be a very thick sweater and jeans... but Hell, this is in the middle of summer, so he might not..
Whew? at least I have some time to take a few deep breaths. How can I stay here with him for several days? Several MINUTES makes me wanna scream..
Hmmm, bread, ham, cheese, salad, alright I could fix some sandwiches.. I wish I could be a good cook, but I'm too lazy to watch food cook.. and to do some delicate decoration on cakes and stuff like that, I prefer eat it rare. Come on, something to fill you up, mmm mmm ok, done, hmm Wu must be waiting in the living room, I'd better hurry..
He's lying on the sofa? Didn't he dried his hair? OH SHIT!!! He's sleeping and wearing ONLY very tight jeans.. Oops, I almost drooped the plate, oh, look at that bronze smooth skin! Brown, pink nipples, mmm very muscular too. God, I really want to know how soft his skin is.. no! Somebody stop me! Don't get any closer, Duo Maxwell! Back away! But his jasmine smell is alluring me.. NO!
My heart was racing faster and faster and my jaw fell lower and lower, he's too damn HOT! OH, Heero, Trowa, Quatre, Rashid,Hilde, Sally, Noin, Trieze, Zech, Une, Howard, Dr.G , Dorothy even Relena-the-_itch? Anybody, Help! He must Kill me for sure?
"What do you think you're doing, Maxwell?" God! He said that without opening his eyes..
He had always considered himself a loner. For as long as he could remember he had scorned the company of others, preferring solitary study and contemplation. When forced to socialise he made an unconscious effort to be brisk and cold so as to deter any further intimacies. He never missed close confidences or even considered that he needed the comfort of another person and he was quite content to remain that way. At the end of the war, he and the other pilots formed an odd team, but even then they weren't close emotionally - at least, not with him. Even Maxwell had not really pushed the issue and refrained from pursuing an unwelcome friendship. He was happy about this result. He did not need `buddies'.
Or at least so he _thought_.
She had no scruples about respecting his wishes. Oh, she appeared not to force her presence on him, but he would continually find himself meeting her eyes as they passed in the corridors or she would be seated beside him during meals. He tried to remain aloof, to sneer at her clumsy attempts to befriend him, but most disturbingly he found that if she was _not_ where he expected her to be then he missed her. And that infuriated him no end.
And somehow (he could never work it out exactly) she managed to trick him into writing to her during AC196, before he met Dekim. And she would write back - banal, boring letters about nothing, that to his horror he discovered he liked reading! Ridiculous! It was idiotic for one such as he to miss this. woman.
Yet, despite this, he admitted that he respected her, even admired her - to a very small degree, naturally. She was always so calm and collected, her sense of self so well defined. She had several disagreeable quirks - that subversive sense of humour for one. It was disturbing how she always seemed to be amused by him.
And so, he couldn't stop himself wondering what she must be thinking once his new allegiance was revealed. Would she be sad? Disappointed? He was surprised how shaken he felt when he imagined this - how had her good opinion come to mean so much? Of course, he sat himself down and forced away such foolish feelings, clearly he was just tired. But.
Strangely enough, he knew she would understand why he was doing this and that thought was more comforting that any rallying words of strength.
At the end of everything, once Heero's words had thundered through his brain and he realised what a mistake he had made, he went to China and put Nataku to rest once and for all. He felt at peace then and prepared to continue in a world that didn't need soldiers, to enjoy the solitary life he had sort for so long. However, no sooner had he thought about this then he felt an odd wave of sorrow and he realised - with an unwelcome jolt - that he was going to miss working with others and he would miss.
"Wufei."
Her.
She told him that Noin was gone and she needed someone to help her with the Preventers. Did he want to join her?
He smiled slightly, glad that his back was to her so she couldn't see the pleasure gleaming in his eyes.
"All right."
He turned then and Sally's smile held equal parts of amusement, relief and happiness.
He could be infuriating, so closed and control. She knew that her inner demon liked to push his buttons, get him to react with some emotion, even if it was irritation. From the moment she saw him standing on his Gundam, his expression closed, but his eyes betraying an inner turmoil, her heart had ached to touch him. For a while she thought it was some `mother' instinct and acted accordingly, but she soon realised that it wasn't and therefore reassessed her feelings. Being a practical, astute woman, Sally quickly noted that she felt an undeniable attraction to him, but she was well aware that he (nor she) was ready to deal with _that_ sort of thing. Besides, an attraction doesn't always mean deep feeling, so she resolved to be his friend - for despite his preference of solitude, she could see that he sorely needed friendship.
She held out her hand. "Come on, let's go into town - I'll buy you lunch."
He looked quizzically at her. "How did you know I was here?"
She smiled, that quirky, amused smile that so often infuriated him. "I guessed," she said with a little shrug. "After all, this was the area where we first met. You seemed to like the surroundings the first time, and it's hidden away so it's a good place to say goodbye."
She didn't say what he was saying goodbye to, but he had an odd feeling that she was not just referring to his Gundam. He wondered if this clever woman knew about Nataku, he wouldn't be surprised. she seemed to poke her nose into everything else. He was a little chagrined that he had been so easy to track. He hadn't even been consciously aware that he had chosen the same spot where they had first met.
He conceded defeat - this time - and strode over to her. "You don't have to buy me lunch, I can pay my own way."
"Don't be so stiff," she teased as they started down the steep path. "Call it a superior's privilege."
Oh, yes... she would be his superior now. For a second he almost turned around and stomped back up the hill, but common sense prevailed along with pride. Never for a moment would he allow her the satisfaction of knowing that taking orders from a woman bothered him. slightly.
"Lady Une is adopting Mariemaya," Sally said when they were almost at the bottom.
"Good," he said and meant it. Mariemaya, an odd child who had been moulded by adults and thrust into destiny. He was reminded of his own childhood and how the elders had planned his life path without consulting his wishes. "They will probably do very well together."
"Yes, I think so," Sally glanced at him. "Une will remain Preventer leader, of course."
"Just the three of us then?"
She was pleased by his mention of `us'. "And associated agents."
"Hn. But will the Preventers be effective. after all, you didn't prevent Dekim's coup."
"There were. restraints," Sally admitted. She decided to fill him in later on the debates, arguments and all-round frustrations she and Une had gone through to provide the Preventers with the autonomy needed. "Now we're freer to act."
"Why me?" he asked suddenly, halting her steps.
She blinked at him, shading her eyes against the glare of the sun so she could see his face better. The composed mask had dropped, and he was staring at her in confusion, reminding her that he was still not yet eighteen.
"Why you?"
"Yes. Why not Yuy or the others?"
"Hmmm," she turned away. "Well, there were a number of reasons. Besides, the others are busy with new lives - Quatre has to run the Winner Corporation, Trowa went back to the circus, Duo is quite happy with his scrap business and Heero." she laughed. "I'd have to send out a search party and I do_not_ think that would be well received!"
He stiffened. "So I am the last resort?" That was it, he was going to turn around and walk back.
She looked back at him, smiling. "No, you were my first choice."
He regarded her, eyes narrowed. She looked quite disarmingly girlish standing there in the sunlight with that teasing smile on her lips and her hands clasped behind her back. Such a frustrating woman, so difficult to read!
"I had a feeling that we would work well together," she said simply, blue eyes wide with frank honesty. "And I thought it was important for a person like you to protect the weak?"
Hasty, angry words bubbled to his lips. She thought. She felt.! She was the weak one, a woman who. who.
Who took charge of a flagging resistance, found hidden Gundams, risked her life for a cause she believed in, aided him and the others, and was instrumental in forming a group to ensure peace. How can you truly call that weak? Asked a little voice in the back of his mind, preventing the angry words from spilling out. _You_ are the one who's weak, Chang Wufei. You blame her for disturbing your solitude, but if you are completely honest - and any honourable man should be - then you will admit that you sought her out on Peacemillion and the base. No one forced you to write and reveal your feelings and she most certainly didn't trick you into accepting a position with the Preventers!
Sally's eyebrows shot up. Wufei was laughing? An actual full-bodied laugh? She stared at him, completely confused for the first time she could recall since meeting him. His laughter died and he looked at her, his black eyes dancing.
"What is so funny?" she asked finally, a little annoyed that she didn't understand the cause for his amusement.
"I just realised something," he said.
Her eyes narrowed. "What?"
That you are probably the most trickiest, bravest and most infuriating woman I have ever met.
That I will often be frustrated by you and thrown into a fury by your humour, but I will never regret being your partner.
And even if I claim I would rather be alone, in my heart I know I will be happy that you won't let me retreat into that solitary life again.
"I think you are right," he said. "We will work well together."
The End
Where Have All the Soldiers Gone?
A Gundam Wing/Waltz Fanfic
by stephanie rose thomas
The characters, copyrights, Gundams, and way cool hair portrayed herein do not belong to me, though I dearly wish they did. No attempt to infringe copyright is intended. Please don't sue me, I have no money, I spend it all on anime.
It had been six months since the end of hostilities, and in the peace which followed, Duo Maxwell had had plenty of time to rest, recuperate, enjoy the quiet, and watch as his friend Heero slowly descended into hell.
It had been a week since Heero ate, and three days since he'd slept - and before then he hadn't slept a night through since the war ended. He looked awful, and his eyes... His eyes were burnt pits in his head. Duo felt that if you stared into them long enough you could hear the screams of the damned.
And the worst part of it was that there didn't seem to be anything he could do to help. Heero seemed intent on following the souls of those he'd killed in combat. The only question was how he would go - suicide, murderous rampage, or simply keeling over when the pressure of it all finally became too much for him. Duo had heard of killer stress, but had never seen it in action. He bit his lip as Heero staggered to his Gundam again, checking it over for anything to repair.
The Gundam was in much better shape than Heero, that much was for sure. Over the past six months it had been repaired, tuned, fine-tuned, checked over, tested, even more finely tuned, polished till it gleamed and then dulled a little so that the gleaming wouldn't draw enemy eyes to its hiding place in the forest.
Duo was sick of the sight of the cursed thing and was willing to bet hard cash that it was in better condition than when it had been brand new. If Heero ever snapped out of this he had a wonderful future ahead of him as a mechanic, he thought. Then he sighed. Future. That was the big problem word. For as far as Heero was concerned, he _had_ no future left.
The other Gundam pilots had always admired Heero for his total dedication to the cause. However, even Trowa and Wu Fei, normally two of the most obsessively compulsive people Duo had ever met, after Heero anyway, had had _hobbies_. Heero had...
Well, he had Duo of course. Unfortunately, it didn't seem to be enough. Duo had done everything he could think of to try and snap Heero out of this dangerous mood. He'd been there for him, brought him snacks, worked on the Gundam till he'd been ready to scream, teased and irritated Heero endlessly, and provided as much solace as he could, but now he was prepared to finally admit defeat. He rubbed at his eyes and sighed again, then fixed his worried gaze on his ex-teammate.
***
Heero stared at his Gundam, and dredged his memory for something, ANYTHING, that he might have forgotten. After all, the slightest flaw could cause failure in a mission. Not that he HAD any missions, but he couldn't overcome his training. He had spent all his young life preparing for, and fighting, the war for the colonies. And now the war was over. They'd even won! It was almost inconceivable. Somehow, Heero had never really gotten around to thinking past the moment when he would triumph over his enemies. Peace in his own lifetime. It was... nice. It was... good. And now... now he had nothing to do. Nothing to fight for. Nothing to die for.
Nothing to live for.
He rubbed his eyes again. If he could just _rest_ he knew he could rally himself to fight this last battle. Unfortunately he couldn't. Every time he closed his eyes he saw flames and destruction. Every time he breathed he could smell the death. And the screams. The screams never left him. He was a soldier! It had been war! This kind of self-recrimination was doing noone any good. He had to get it together. He _had_ to, for he was going into his final battle now - against his strongest opponent ever! He, Heero Yuy, was going up against himself. Noone had ever defeated Heero, and few had survived engaging him in combat. Heero had a bad feeling that he was doomed to lose this one, no matter how it went.
*Vreet... vreet...*
Heero took some time to focus in on the source of the odd noise. That was no good - now he was losing his reactions as well.
*Vreet... vreet...*
It was coming from the communicator console. The beeping stopped and a clacking noise emanated. A mechanical claw appeared on the screen and opened and closed. Heero didn't even remember moving, but he found himself in front of the screen pressing the combination to unlock it.
"This is your new mission..."
Heero devoured every word hungrily, almost panting in his desire to go, to _do_. It wasn't a minute later that he realised the true nature of his mission.
"..."
Heero blinked, waiting for the rest. There must be more, there must! He checked the volume on the communicator. No, it was working fine. Then, that was it. That was all there was.
"Mission..." he husked. "Mission... acknowledged."
***
Heero slipped through the fence and ghosted up to the main building. He cautiously picked his way through the infra-red alarms and carefully jimmied open a window. Silently he moved from shadow to shadow down the long corridor. Twice he had to freeze to avoid detection by roaming guards. His eyes were steely as for the first time in six months they focused on a mission. Inwardly he rejoiced. His purpose in life was once again clear and set. He was again fulfilling his calling in life. He was... happy. Satisfied. Calm and purposeful.
And also, underneath all of this, horrified and scared. If he succeeded in this mission, the war would almost certainly flare up again, and he would continue to have purpose as a soldier. On the other hand, if he succeeded, he risked losing... something. He couldn't think what it was.
Holding his breath, he lightly nudged open the door he had studied on the building blueprints this morning. This should be where his target was located. And indeed... the bed was set against the wall on the opposite end of the room. Carefully he pulled a gun from a shoulder holster. Fitting a silencer to it, he moved towards the bed.
Standing over it, he felt the exhilaration of purpose beginning to fill him, alongside with his usual regret at the taking of another's life, and a growing nausea. He aimed the gun at his target.
The target stirred. It was awake!
No. _She_ was awake. Heero faltered as she sat up and gazed steadily into his eyes.
"Heero." said Relena Peacecraft. "I've been waiting for you to come back and kill me. What took you so long?"
Heero's hand shook on the trigger. All he had to do was pull it - fulfil the mission. And it wasn't even as though it was a tough mission. Truth be told, it was more like tying up loose ends, he should have killed her almost as soon as he saw her, but somehow he always found himself freezing.
Just like he was doing now. He licked some of the sweat off his upper lip. Sweat? He never sweated on missions, at least not from apprehension. It wasn't as though she was a danger to him - she was obviously unarmed. His eyes swept her body, clad in a white cotton nightgown, and then hurriedly found their way back up to her face and eyes. They didn't find any safety there either, her eyes bore into his, and when he looked away he found himself transfixed by her loose, blonde hair, which spilled over her shoulders in a glorious golden wave.
The gun was trembling visibly now and Heero tried to focus on his mission. He shuddered and shook as his insides went to war with his reflexes.
Relena gazed upon this battle with compassion and love. "It's alright Heero," she whispered to him. "Whatever you choose - it's alright." She pushed back the sheets and knelt on the bed. She reached out her hands and, clasping them around the gun, drew it towards her, until it rested gently on her nightgown, directly above her heart.
"Whatever you do, whatever you choose - it's alright."
Heero was gasping now, his breath coming in chokes and sobs. "Relena..." he managed to grit out. She waited.
He had to fulfil his mission, his purpose, his life! He had to get his life started again - by ending hers. He was a soldier! He had killed many people, women and men both, in battle. Surely he could kill this one girl and once more find his place in the Universe. Tears spilled down his cheeks. To once more know who he was and where he stood. To be at peace with his inner demons - or at least to be able to shut them out. To be at peace. To be at peace.
Relena. Peacecraft.
Mission... Acknowledged.
The gun dropped from his hands and he tried to move away, but Relena would not release his cold fingers and no matter how hard he tried he couldn't break her grip as she gradually pulled him towards her.
"Sssshhhh... my Heero. It's all going to be alright. You fulfilled your mission, 'Either you or Relena Peacecraft must die this night'. The you that began this mission is no more, but I can help the person he left behind." She opened her arms wide and embraced him as he clung to her, sobbing. She rested his head on her breasts and murmured soothing words as he cried out his loss.
During a break in the sobbing, she looked up and smiled across the room. Duo, sitting on the windowsill, smiled back. It had been a risk, but fortunately it had all worked out. Now, at last, Heero could begin to heal.
Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing or it's characters. They belong to Sunrise and Bandai and everyone who made them. AAAAHHHHH!!!!!! It SUCKS!!!! Don't sue me. You'll only get 25 cents. Heh heh...
~Trick or Treat~
It's halloween tonight, and all the little kiddies are out trick-or-treating. Our own gundam pilots are on their own rampage throughout the neighborhood getting candy. It's early in the evening, and the pilots are just getting started. We hear a certain braided, baka pilot yelling down the street.
"TRICK OR TREAT, SMELL MY FEET, GIVE ME SOMETHING GOOD TO EAT. IF YOU DON'T, I DON'T CARE. I'LL JUST RIGGED YOUR HOUSE TO BLOW!!!" sang Duo. His costume was gothic with a cape, complete with a fully working mini-Beam Scissor.
"Maxwell, if you don't shut up, I'm gonna cut your braid off", said our Chinese pilot, WuFei. His costume was mainly Samurai armor also complete with a fully working mini-Beam Trident. The American just rolled his eyes as usual, hearing the usual threats from WuFei, doing his usual mimicking behind Chinese pilot.
But the loudmouthed baka kept singing, and it only took a few seconds until Heero clobbered him upside the head. "Shut up, and anyway, I'm the only whose suppose to be doing the rigging", said Heero.
"ITAI, ITAI, ITAI!!!" yelled Duo.
When they actually reached a house (with all the stupidity going on in the gang and all the hitting, especially with Duo on girls too!!!), it took some persuasion to get candy.
If you want the short story, it involves Heero, his gun, some pointing, and some screaming. Use some imagination! But if you want the long story keep on reading.
Long Story:
"Trick or Treat!" chorused the gang.
"My, aren't you kids kind of old to go trick or treating?" said the elderly woman.
"Give us candy or we blow your house up," said Duo.
"Tch, now that's not a good thing to say. For that, I won't give you any candy," said the elderly woman.
As soon as she finished her sentence, Heero pulled out his gun from hammerspace and pointed it at the elderly woman.
"Omae o Korosu, unless you give us candy," stated Heero. Oh yeah, his costume was of an angel with wings. Right now, he was acting like a psychopath.
"AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!! EEEEEEEEEEEKKKKKKKKKK!!!!" screamed the elderly woman. She ran back into her house, into her room, and under her bed. The candy she was passing out was just left on the floor.
"Hmm, she must have wanted to give us all this candy, but she was too tired so she just went to bed. Oh well, I guess we can just help ourselves" stated a matter-o-factly.
*Sigh* " Now Heero, you know the war is over" said Quatre. "Why do you still have that gun?" he asked.]
"Well, I... uh… just... wanted... you know... *grumble*... for..."
"That's right, you don't have a good excuse. Now give me that gun Heero," said Quatre.
Heero handed his gun over to Quatre still grumbling and mumbling.
"Hey, why does Trowa get to keep his gun(s), huh?"
"It's part of my costume," piped Trowa.
That was the first time Trowa talked all night. Let's see if he has more to say. If you wanted to know, Trowa's costume was his old clown costume, clown mask, and gatling guns with bullets. Quatre's was like a knight's armor, with the heat shotels. Both weapons are fully working.
*evil chuckle*
"What was that?" asked Duo. He looked around trying to find what made that sound.
"You're hearing things Maxwell".
"Whatever".
They had to go past three houses down since the scream startled the people near the house from where it came from. The gang tried the houses, but the people inside pretended they weren't there. They'd rigged their house to blow up later. The gundam pilots wanted to get more candy since it only filled all their bags half-full.
At the house that actually gave them time to ask for candy, or actually, did not hear the scream, not know what was going on, or had no idea who the five were, was getting his sorry ass into unseen trouble.
The guy did give candy to them, but then Quatre found something out.
"Hey, why did Trowa get more candy than I did?" asked Quatre.
"Sorry kid, but I only give a pinch full out," said the man.
"But, but… I…", and the door was closed in his face.
On the porch, Quatre slumped downwards with his face down.
"Hey Q-man, you ok?" asked Duo.
Quatre’s response was of a shudder, then an evil laugh escaped his mouth.
"Q-man?"
"YOU WILL PAY!!! YOU WON’T FORGET THIS! HA HA HA HAHA HAHAHAH HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!" said Quatre in Zero mode.
"Oh crap! Quatre’s hysteric again! Get the ropes and tranquilizers ready!" yelled Heero.
While the remaining four sane or rather, more sane than Quatre at the moment were running in wild circles. Quatre already had destroyed the man’s pickup, which was shredded into at least five pieces, and was starting on the garage.
-5 minutes later-
After finally calming down enough, the four other g-boys (I bet you thought I was going to say Quatre) made a plan. With the 5-minute lapse they gave Quatre, at least four or five houses had been destroyed.
"Guys we gotta get blond boy to calm down now," said Heero, who appointed himself as the leader for this mission.
"Okay cap, what’s the plan?" asked Duo.
"The plan is… to tie up Quatre and drug him up".
"That’s it?" asked WuFei.
"Yeah, unless you have a better idea,"
"* Sigh *, sadly, no,"
BOOM!!!!! was heard in the background.
"Hey, was that my mini-buster rifle?! So that’s where it was been, I was looking for it since yesterday."
"Oh crap" said Duo and WuFei in unison.
"…" was all that Trowa did.
"Okay, let’s get to it," Ordered Heero.
After the grueling battle, Quatre was finally subdued. The battlefield, uh, neighborhood they were in was demolished. Luckily, no one was hurt, and when I said no one, I only meant the g-boys. Can’t say the same for the civilians. No fatalities, just few broken bones and scratches. Three huge holes could have been seen from a birds-eye view, made by the buster rifle shots. Houses were wrecked. Pieces of furniture were scattered.
"Uhm, I think we should go to another neighborhood," queried Trowa (second time).
All agreed unanimously and the four ran like the wind, with Q-boy in tow.
To be continued
-So how do you girls and guys like it? This is my first fic I submitted. I was writing this before Halloween, but there’s more I’m gonna write. There is at least 1 or 2 more chapters. Some of the things I write are what happened to my friends and me. Send some reviews and flames, if you want, in.-
Disclaimer: Gundam Wing does not belong to me. It has never belonged to me. It will never belong to me. Heero belongs to Relena in ALL my fics, so if you're a 1x2 fan, you may not like me *evil little grin*
This fic takes place during my much larger, forthcoming fanfic, GW: Watermark. There is a LOT of lemon-scented things, and true yaoi (all implied), but nothing is described. This is meant to be FUNNY. Please tell me how it is! catwho@catwho.net
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Sometime in AC 198
Around midnight
"I am dead tired," Noin said, sagging against Zechs outside the apartment he shared with Relena on Colony One. The apartment was used primarily by her, although Zechs and a few other people had keys. It was rarely occupied by anyone, even though it had five bedrooms and plenty of space. The various owners simply used it when needed, and not once had any of them bumped into each other.
"I think the next time we decide to fly all the way from Mars in one shot, we should take turns piloting," Zechs agreed, turning the key and opening the door.
The apartment was dimly lit inside, from light bleeding in from the windows. The drapes were open, revealing the colony during its night cycle. But the faint light was not nearly enough to illuminate it fully, especially since the hallway outside had halogen lamps ever three feet on the ceiling, so that their eyes had to adjust completely. As they walked inside, Noin nearly tripped over something soft and swore under her breath.
"What was that?" Zechs said, pausing.
"I don't know. I don't want to know. I just want to sleep." She yawned mightily and headed toward Zech's room.
Zechs glanced at the floor, suspicious, but it was too dark to see anything. He decided to investigate tomorrow. Probably the cleaning service had gotten sloppy again. But he was as tired as his wife, and he didn't even have the energy to be irritated.
"It smelled like...pizza in the living room," Noin said sleepily as she opened the door.
"And beer. Who else has a key to this apartment again?"
"Beer? Are you sure?"
"I know what beer smells like, Noin."
"Pizza and beer." Noin blinked. "Unless Relena's eating habits have gone downhill, I think someone else may be here."
"We'll find out in the morning."
The two collapsed on their bed, with their clothes still on, and fell asleep instantly.
1:34 AM
Something crashed loudly from the room next door, awaking Noin.
"Shit," someone said very loudly and clearly.
"I can't believe you broke that. That was genuine Lenox china! Do you know how priceless that was?"
"Excuuuse me. You're the one who thought a game of Twister at one in the morning would be fun."
"It is fun!" The voice was high pitched and sounded almost manic. "Now...its blue." There was a sound of giggling, and something thumped against the wall. Noin blearily shook her head and tried to ignore it. She was too tired.
"Umm. Can you move your elbow?"
"Only if you move your head. Your hair is right in my eye."
"I can't. My neck's already bent as far as it'll go."
"Then my elbow stays right where it its."
"Ack! No fair, no jabbing..."
"Jab jab jab jab jab!"
"Argh..."
Someone thumped on the wall again, and there was more giggling.
Noin pulled the cover over her head. Oh god, she thought. Who used that room? It didn't sound like Relena. Who else had a key, though? She tried to remember.
The giggling eventually subsided and Noin fell back asleep.
2:18 AM
This time a loud buzzing sound came from the room on the other sideof Zechs' and Noin's.
Noin groggily raised her head. "A chainsaw?" she muttered, rubbing her eyes. Zechs was dead to the world next to her. Who else was in the apartment? And why would they have a chainsaw at two in the morning?
The chainsaw cut off.
Then a shower came on instead.
Noin, whose brain had been reduced to two monkeys picking fleas off each other by the sixteen hour long flight from the Mars colony, decided to ignore it and deal with it in the morning.
3:58 AM
"This was YOUR fault."
"It was not. You're the one who insisted it was a left turn."
"Onna, I know that it was a left turn. They rearranged the streets since the last time we were here."
"Sure, sure..." The front door opened, and the voices instantly grew loud enough to wake both Zechs and Noin.
"Wu-fei....and..." Noin whispered.
"Sally Po." Zechs finished.
"We'll kill them in the morning."
"Good plan."
"What do you mean, I can't read a map?"
"I mean, of the last ten times we've gotten lost, whose directions were we following?"
"Onna, I know how to read a map!"
"Wufei, I'm too tired to argue. It's four in the morning. I'm going to sleep." A door opened, and their voices dimmed again.
Zechs and Noin stared at the ceiling.
"They have a key to the apartment?" she said in surprise.
"I think I gave Sally one once when she needed a place to stay."
"Oh. Come to think of it, I gave one to her too."
They waited for another door to open and shut. They heard none.
"They're sharing a room?"
"I don't want to think about it," Noin groaned, and curled up on her side.
5:23 AM
Noin woke up, unhappily. Her circadian clock was set two hours too early for Colony One. She sat up, and touched her husband's cheek gently. He looked so angelic when he was asleep. Noin smiled to herself. Her beautiful, fallen angel.
She sat up on the edge of the bed, then trudged over to the dresser, and changed out of her traveling uniform. The shower was running yet again, which meant that all the hot water was probably already gone. Nix the shower then. She needed coffee. She could almost taste it already, could almost smell it...wait a minute. She DID smell coffee. Shrugging on her robe and putting on her slippers, she padded outside of the room, into the hallway, then into the living area.
The sight before her was quite interesting. There was, indeed, a half eaten pizza in an open box and a few scattered beer cans on the couch. She winced when she saw that one can had spilled on the velour cushions. Have to get someone to clean that up, she thought, shaking her head in disgust. On the floor, about where she'd stepped on something the night before, was what looked very suspciously like Relena's pink formal jacket. A few feet closer to the hallway was a small green shirt. In fact, there seemed to be a little trail of clothing leading from the apartment door to the hallway that had four of the five bedrooms in it.
Not awake yet, Noin thought. It couldn't be.
As she was about to step into the kitchen, someone she did not expect to see exited it. It was Heero Yuy, wearing Relena's lavender bathrobe over a pair of ragged PJs and fuzzy pink slippers . Noin felt her jaw drop open. He was carrying two cups of coffee, and appeared completely unfazed when he saw Noin.
"Morning," he said as he passed her by, and ducked into the hallway. Noin stared after him, and then rubbed her eyes in disbelief. I'm hallucinating, she thought numbly to herself. I must have inhaled some fumes during the trip...
She stumbled into the kitchen and poured herself a large cup of coffee. Strangely enough, the pot was almost empty already. Not wanting to think about it, she automatically pulled out the filter and threw the grounds away to make a fresh pot. But something in the garbage disposal caught her eye....she counted one, two, three, no wait, FOUR empty filters?
The dishwasher confirmed her suspicians. There were a lot of empty mugs in there.
"What the hell is going on in here?"
As if in answer to her rhetorical question, Hilde came in, carrying a dustpan full of broken china chips. She wore a loose, oversized T-shirt and socks.
"Noin," she squealed in surprise.
"Hilde? That was YOU?"
Hilde blushed bright red. "That was me what?" Noin stared pointedly at the dustpan in the girl's hand. "Oh. That. Yeah, well, we were playing Twister, and...well." she blushed even harder.
"Don't. Just...don't." Noin began making another pot of coffee.
Hilde guiltily emptied the dustpan.
There was a moment of silence while Hilde dusted off her hands, then the door opened again.
It was Quatre.
He was wearing naught but a loose robe.
"Oh dear," he yelped when he saw two females in the kitchen. "I didn't realize there was anyone else here."
"Neither did I," Noin said, her eyes watering. She poured herself another cup of coffee.
Trowa came in, wearing a robe that looked suspiciously identical to Quatre's. He was toweling off his hair and not really paying attention to anyone. The kitchen was beginning to get a little crowded. "Quatre, where did you put the lid to the whipped cream?"
Quatre went beet red and he quickly pulled the towel away from Trowa's face. "Under the nightstand," the blonde haired one hissed to the taller boy.
Trowa stared at Noin and then at Hilde, who stared back. Then he abrubtly turned around and walked back out of the kitchen. Quatre followed him, wailing, "Trowa...it's okay, wait for me! Trowaaaaa!"
"God, how many people have a key to this apartment anyway?" Noin said, shaking her head in disbelief.
"That was Quatre and Trowa..." Hilde said, faltering.
"You didn't know?" Noin took another sip of coffee. Her head was finally beginning to clear.
Hilde blanched. She'd known on a simple awareness level, but it wasn't something she wanted to *think* about for more than a few seconds. It was much more pleasant to think about Duo.
The kitchen door opened once again.
"Hilde, babe, where's that coffee -- oh, hiya Noin," Duo said. He grabbed a clean mug and poured himself a cup of coffee. His hair was loose, and there was a small cut on his cheek. His black sweashirt was on backwards, the tab sticking up, looking like a mockery of his usual priest's collar. "Hope we didn't keep you up last night We did get kinda noisy, eh Hildey?"
"Duo!" Hilde punched playfully at his arm, her expression indignant, but her eyes were smiling.
Duo winked at Noin, smirked evilly, and hugged his room mate from the side. He kissed her noisily on the mouth, and then practically dragged her out of the kitchen. "Ja," he said to Noin, and Hilde waved. Their giggles carried all the way from the hallway.
Noin felt her headache beginning to return. How much worse could the morning get?
"KISAMAAAA!" The cry came from the bedroom that was on the other side of the apartment from the rest of them, closest to the front door. Apparently that was where the team of Preventers had crashed for the night.
Noin sighed and rummaged around a cupboard for some aspirin.
"Wu-fei, calm down. It's just the alarm clock."
"And who set the alarm clock for five thirty in the morning?"
"You did."
"I did no such thing."
"Yes you did, last week."
"I did _not_."
"Did too. Go back to sleep, Wu-fei."
"Stupid woman."
"I love you too, Wu-chan."
"Hmph."
Noin found the aspirin and toddled out to the breakfast area. She sat at the small table, and rubbed her aching temples. She remembered giving a key to Sally, and one to Hilde, that time there was a conference....and one to Quatre, actually, because there had been a small party thrown in Relena's honor and Quatre had done most of the organizing...but who had given them all permission to start LIVING here?
Relena came out of the hallway. She was wearing her own robe again, but her feet were bare. She smiled apologetically when she saw Noin. "Good morning," she said, and sat in the chair across from her. "Heero said you were here. I'm sorry the living room is such a mess. We didn't have time to clean it up...ah...last night." Relena blushed and coughed delicately. "We weren't expecting anyone else to be here. The apartment was empty when we left yesterday afternoon. Then we saw the pizza box last night, and realized we weren't alone, but we...we were busy..." She blushed even harder.
"I'm not going to ask. Don't worry." Noin shoved a cup of coffee at her. "I think you might need this as well."
Relena looked at the cup. "No thanks," she said, going slightly green. "We went through a whole pot yesterday trying to recover from the jet lag. Well, I went through it. Heero seems to think sleep is optional anyawy." Relena sighed and rested her chin on her hand.
"You and Zechs both have trouble with jet-lag. It can take him up to a week to recover."
"It must be genetic, then. What are you two doing here, anyway?"
"We just finished building a teaching dome and need to recruit some teachers. We have quite a few young children who will need to be educated in the next few years, and it takes civilians some eighteen to twenty four months to adjust to Martian gravity." Noin sipped her coffee, then frowned at it. It was growing cold. "What're you doing here? I thought you weren't speaking to Heero after he left the last time without saying goodbye." Noin had to admit she was curious.
"We've since gone back to friendly terms." Relena blushed yet again.
"I see." Noin wasn't sure that Zechs would like the idea of his baby sister with the former Gundam pilot, especially in light of all the hijinks that had apparently gone on the night before. But she wasn't going to pry. "So it wasn't you who ate the pizza then. I wonder who that was? Hmm, probably Duo and Hilde..."
"What?" Relena said, confused. "I thought you were the ones who ate the pizza."
"Relena, we didn't get in until midnight last night."
"But why would Duo and Hilde be the ones to have eaten it? They're not even here...." she trailed off. "You mean they're here too?"
"Apparently so. As are Quatre, Trowa, Wu-fei, and Sally." Noin was beginning to see the humour in the whole situation. "Ten people in one apartment, and no one thought to give us notice that they'd be here. We're going to have to start charging them rent."
Relena frowned and said nothing.
Heero walked into the kitchen, wearing jeans and a light blue shirt. He held the morning paper in his hand. Relena's expression instantly softened as he sat down at the breakfast table next to her. Heero noticed and lightly touched her arm in greeting.
When did they...Noin thought, then stopped. Relena had called it "friendly terms." Noin decided that she'd best leave it at that.
Trowa and Quatre came in, the latter holding the aforementioned whipped cream. He guiltily slipped it back into the fridge, then they sat down at the breakfast table. Noin made a mental note to buy some more whipped cream and throw that stuff out. She did not want to even know what they had been about.
Heero raise an eyebrow when he saw them but said nothing. Relena nodded politely. Quatre blushed and buried his head in Trowa's arm in sheer embarassment.
Noin sighed. "I'm not asking for any specifics -- please -- but why are you two here?"
"The circus is in town here on Colony One, and I needed a place to stay," Quatre said uncomfortably. "I remembered this apartment, and since it was so much closer than all the hotels --"
"That's enough." Noin reached for the aspirin again.
"We're sorry if we caused any inconvenience. I thought no one ever used this apartment." Trowa's face was as expressionless as always.
"I thought so too. It seems to see a lot more action than any of us knew." Quatre winced at her choice of words, and Noin reaffirmed her vow to throw away the whipped cream.
"Morning again Noin!" Hilde sang as she bounced in the room, fully dressed this time. She stopped short when she saw Relena and Heero. "Oh, I didn't know you two were here. Good morning to you, too then!" She plunked down in the last empty chair at the table, and smiled cheerily at everyone. Relena and Heero both stared at her in horror. No one should be that bubbly at six in the morning.
Duo came in with a plate of toast, but there were no more chairs left. There were four more people at the table than he'd expected. He set the plate of toast down, and turned around. "Man, you shoulda told me, I'd have made more..." He disappeared into the kitchen again.
"And you...Hilde...wait, don't tell me." Noin rubbed her eyes, and asked God for patience. "There was something happening here on Colony One and this apartment was closer than all the hotels, right?"
"How'd you guess? It's the Orgy XIV concert tonight, and Duo managed to get us tickets." Hilde happily snatched up a piece of toast. "I hope you don't mind, it's only for two days. It seems a shame to use a hotel when there's plenty of room here. They're one of the oldest bands around, you know. Their ancesters, the first Orgy, created the band way before humans even built the Colonies. Fourteen generations of nothing but Orgies..." She did not seem to realize how citrus that would sound taken out of context. "Have some toast. Duo makes the best toast. He manages to get it just right. Ne, Heero?"
Heero gave Hilde a Death Glare, but she ignored it, and chattered on happily about the history of all the Orgies. Noin learned more about the ancient alternative genre than she'd ever wanted to know.
Duo came back in, carrying a much larger plate pilled high with toast, and dragging one of the dining room chairs with him He squeezed in next to Hilde and Heero, and grabbed a few pieces of toast. His hair had been braided hastily, so that a few wisps were loose and framing his face. At least he had turned his sweatshirt around, although the tag was still sticking up.
"So, how is everyone this morning?" Quatre said brightly, trying to break the growing tension at the table. Everyone stared at him.
Then Zechs stumbled into the breakfast area from the kitchen, still wearing his uniform. Upon seeing seven people at the breakfast table, he muttered something about needing more sleep to deal with his existence and headed back into the kitchen.
"The gang's all here, it seems," Duo said, hugging Hilde and slapping Heero on the back. Heero shifted his Death Glare to Duo, who also ignored it. "Only ones that're missing are Wuffie and Sally."
On cue, the voices rose in argument again.
"Wu-fei, we only got two hours of sleep. This is no time to be so punctual."
"Don't be weak, woman. We have a strict timetable to follow."
"One that you wrote! No one will care if we're an hour behind."
"I will care!" A door slammed open, and Wu-fei stalked across the living room, in full view of everyone in the breakfast area. He wore his rumpled Preventers uniform, but carried his socks and shoes in his hand. He opened the apartment door and went into the hallway, slamming the front door open as well. Sally Po followed seconds later, grinning widely as she followed her partner. She shut the door much more quietly than it had been opened, and for a moment, there was stunned silence.
"They didn't even notice us," Heero finally commented.
Noin drained her cup of coffee. She stifled a yawn. "Look, Duo, Hilde, I'd appreciate it if you cleaned up the pizza box and beer cans before you left. The cleaning service is often lax. And Relena, can you pick up your..." Seeing the look on her sister-in-law's face, she changed her mind. Relena lived here, at least. She knew where the laundry room was.
"Hey, that's not our pizza. And we don't drink beer." Duo looked offended. "Hildey doesn't like the way it smells."
Noin blinked. Then... "Trowa? Quatre?"
"Not ours," Trowa said, raising his hands defensively. "I don't like beer either, and Quatre won't eat pizza."
"It's greasy!" Quatre piped in.
"Then who..."
"Wu-fei and Sally?"
"No, it couldn't be, they came in at four in the morning." Noin said distantly.
"Woke you guys up too, eh?"
"We were already awake..."
"Doing what?"
"I don't know about the rest of you, but a chainsaw woke us up last night. Who in the world had a chainsaw here?"
"Wasn't us. It wasn't us! Hildey doesn't trust me with heavy machinery."
"Then who had it? Quatre...no, don't tell me..."
Noin clutched her head and left the table. The aspirin hadn't worked, and she decided that a few more hours of sleep were in order for her as well. She dumped her empty coffee cup in the sink and left the kitchen.
Hmmm. Relena had claimed one pot of coffee, but that left three empty filters unaccounted for. And no one had claimed the pizza or the beer. Out of curiosity, she walked over to the couch and picked up the pizza box. There, on the side, in neat printed writing, was the name of her person who had ordered the pizza, and in all likelihood was responsible for the beer and two or three pots of coffee, as well.
The name was Dorothy Catalonia.
Noin fled to the sanctuary of her bedroom
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I Ran Over The Taco Bell Dog
a songfic by SilverDust
Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing. I am making no profit off
this fic. The song "I Ran Over The Taco Bell Dog" belongs to
Adam Sandler(one of the funniest men alive). This is so OOC spam.
Hope you enjoy!
After a long night in Mexico playing Strip Twister, several bags
of pixie sticks, some scotch, and stealing a funky lowrider, the
gang decided that Heero and Duo should go get some tijuana bottle
rockets for some midnight mischief. Duo yawned at the wheel, the
long highway extended before them.
"Nice night, ne Heero?" Duo asked nonchlantly.
"Hn."
I was driving around in ol Mexico
"Yeah, I agree. It is pretty nice tonight. Give me the map, will
ya?"
"I already gave you the map."
"Okay, stop trying to scare me by attempting to make a joke and
give me the map."
"Like I said, I already gave you the map."
"NO, you DIDN'T."
"HAI, I DID."
"Uh oh.."
"Nani?"
I got lost, I didn't know which way to go
Heero shot a death-glare at Duo.
"Duo, omae baka! You left the map at the safehouse, didn't you?!"
Duo nodded. Heero shook with rage as Duo smiled innocently.
"I'm pretty sure I can get us back home, Heero. Don't you trust
me?" There was a long pause.
"Right?!"
Long pause.
"RIGHT?!"
"No."
Duo glared at Heero.
"Fine, 'Perfect Soldier', you get us back."
"Fine, just turn around and retrace our steps."
Duo turned the car around obeidantly. Suddenly, a thick fog settled,
making it hard to see.
I was confused, it was late, and I was in a fog. I ran over the Taco
Bell dog.
"How'd all this fog appear out of nowhere?" Duo mumbled. Heero
responded with his usual grunt.
Suddenly..
I felt that 'SMOOSH' and I went 'Oh, Momma!'
SMOOSH!
"Oh, Momma!" Duo shouted.
Heero and Duo both jumped out and walked to the front of the car to
see a small dog, it's side flat.A small sound was heard, then silence.
My lowrider crushed that little chiuaua
"Oh my God! We killed the Taco Bell dog!"
"Good, I was tired of those commericials."
"*sigh* Shingami accompanies death...."
"Hn."
I prayed for forgiveness in a synogogue, I ran over the Taco Bell dog
"This isn't good."
"Let's go. Animals get hit by cars everyday." Heero turned around and
headed towards the car.
"But Heero, don't you know what we've done?! We've gone and killed a
Mexican icon! Do you know what they'll do to us if they find out that
we did this?!"
If I am caught they will put me in a cell with twenty locks
"Nothing. No one would care."
Suddenly..
"Stop RIGHT there! Gundam pilots! We've finally found you! Now come with
us!" The voice came from a large group of Oz soldiers who appeared out
of nowhere. The Oz soldiers quickly formed a circle around the two pilots,
pointing their guns. "Alright! Come with us peacefully and we-..wait...what
is that?" The Oz soldier pointed to the small figure in front of the green
lowrider.
"Uh, that?! It's nothing!" Duo laughed nervously. The Oz soldier stepped
up to the lump of flattened flesh and turned it over. His eyes widened as
he backed away.
"What is it?" a random Oz soldier inquired. The first Oz soldier pointed
at the two pilots.
"They killed the Taco Bell dog!" he shouted. A ring of gasps could be heard
amognst the soldiers. "You bastards are gonna pay for that! First you kill
people, and now innocent dogs?! You are gonna fry!"
Unless I can pin it on Jack In the Box
"It wasn't me! It was him! Really!" Duo pointed at Heero.
"I didn't do it, omae gaki!" Heero shouted back.
I'll be whipped, then beaten, and then I'll be flogged, I ran over the Taco
Bell dog
"You're lying, omae waru!"
"Baro!"
"Buta!"
"KONO YARO!"
With that Heero tackled Duo to the ground and started to knock him against
the concrete.
The Oz soldiers promptly sweatdropped as Heero ignored Duo.
His last words were "Yo quiero el Mexico"
"Hey, stop that kid!" the Oz soldier commanded. But Heero was in his own world
now. He was considering every single way he could make Duo's death more painful.
"Go stop him from killing that other kid!" the Oz soldier shouted, Duo starting
to lose conciousness. Five Oz soldiers ran towards Heero.
I flattened that pup, to hell I will go
"-*WHACK*-I'M-*WHACK*-SORRY!!!" Duo shouted, attempting to push Heero off of
him. Suddenly, Duo had a brilliant idea. "LOOK, IT'S RELENA!" Duo shouted,
pointing in a random direction.
"WHERE?!" Heero yelled, looking this way and that after standing up abruptly.
"Now, gundam pilots, you come with us!" the Oz soldier shouted.
I should have skipped driving and gone for a jog
"KUSO!" Heero picked Duo off the ground and jumped inside the car. Heero turned
the ignition and stomped on the gas, Duo sweatdropping upside-down in the back.
The low-rider squealed off, the Oz soldiers shooting at them. Bullets flew past
making a WHIZ! sound.
I ran over the Taco Bell dog
"OMAE YARO! PORI-KO!" Heero yelled back at the Oz soldiers, giving them a one-
finger salute. Heero laughed manically as Duo stood upright. Suddenly a large
tank rolled directly in front of the car. Heero immediately hit the brakes, Duo
falling back onto the floor of the car. "...itai....." Duo mumbled.
A figure jumped out the tank and walked towards the car.
I ran over the Taco Bell dog
"Hola, amigos!" the figure shouted, waving a bottle in the air.
"Wufei? What are you doing here?" Heero asked.
"We finished our dare! Now time for justice! Give us the cookies!"
"COOOKIIIES!!!" a figure shouted, a large uni-bang sticking out. Trowa laughed
very un-Trowa like. "COOKIES!!!" Trowa laughed again, falling out of the tank
and onto the road, still laughing.
"You actually did it?" Duo asked, stepping out of the car and up to Wufei.
"Are you claiming I am a LIAR, Maxwell?! Injustice! Here is your PROOF!" Wufei
handed a small number of photos to Duo. Duo looked over the photos and his face
split into two with laughter.
"I didn't even know you could DO that with Shake N' Bake!" Duo amazed, still
chuckling to himself. Heero also walked up to Wufei as what seemed to be Quatre
poked his head out of the tank opening.
"This is the song that never ends, IT JUST GOES ON AND ON MY FRIENDS! Some people
STARTED singing it, NOT KNOWING WHAT IT WAS!! And THEY'LL continue SINGING it
forever just because this is the song THAT NEVER ENDS!!!" Quatre continued
"singing" his song, giggling like a little miko.
"Let's go get some cookies!" Duo shouted, taking a swig from Wufei's bottle.
"COOOOKIIIIES!!!" Trowa yelled. "YEAH!" the other pilots shouted, all jumping
into the tank.
********
Lady Une walked lazily into her living room, yawning loudly. Her hair was sticking
out here and there and her glasses were tilted. She had just gotten done doing
some, oh, lets say, "peace discussions" with Treize and it was very early in the
morning.
"A rose by any other name would smell as sweet.." Lady Une mumbled to herself,
remembering last night. She chuckled to herself and walked into the garage. The
scene layed before her looked like a battlefield after a war had been fought. All
over the walls were the words "COOKIE!" in green spray-paint with little clown
smiley faces by it. Lady Une's eyes widened as she looked at her new vehicle.
"My car!.....my car!......." Lady Une gasped. "NO! Treize! TREIZE!" Lady Une ran
back to the bedroom. Her car was covered in whip-cream and Shake N' Bake, the words
"Foxy Lady!" written in it. Inside the car there was even more Shake N' Bake, whip
cream, half clown masks, blood, used condoms, roses, a Tickle Me Elmo hanging from
the viewfinder in a noose, and whatever else your evil little mind can think up.
~*~Owari~*~
Okay, okay, I know that was stupid but it was enjoyable still, ne? Email me
questions, comments, or flames. Ja!
this is not a fanfic i just liked it
Top Ten Reasons....
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...Why Heero Wears Spandex
10. He looks spanking good in Spandex
9. Two words: Leg muscles
8. He's to cheap to buy anything else.
7. He could be a cyclist in his spare time. (What spare time?!?)
6. Doesn't realize how dorky they look.
5. Wants to get girls
4. He forgot that winter exists. ::all the guys shiver at the thought of spandex in winter::
3. Doesn't care. (Now, that i can understand)
2. That's not spandex. It's spray paint and it won't wash off.
AND THE TOP REASON HEERO WEARS SPANDEX
1.He thinks he looks damn sexy in them!!!
...To Love Duo
By Anime LAH (http://www.sailorlah.com/duomaxwell.htm)
10. He choose his own name
9. He wears black
8. He is the most fun loving of all the Gundam Pilots
7. His Deathscythe kicks @$$!
6. He get's punched in the stomach the most out of all the Gundam Pilots and still looks
cute
5. He's got a split personality
4. He's bishonen
3. He's got thoose big, beautiful, blue eyes ^^
2. He's got that long, beautiful, chestnut colored braid to his thighs^^
1. He's just... cool!
...I wouldn't want to room with the GW boys:
By Dubird
10. Wufei insists I do the housework b/c that's a "woman's job".
9. Duo keeps everyone awake at night b/c he wants to watch Sifl and Olly live instead of
taping it.
8. Heero wired the apartment for "security purposes", but walks around holding a
self-detonation device.
7. A fight breaks out every time they watch TV b/c Heero won't let anyone else hold the
remote.
6. Trowa keeps bringing Catherine over to practice her knife throwing act. *geez! watch
out for the pictures!!*
5. Quatre's favorite channel: PBS *you can only watch so much Nova*
4. Heero scares away visitors by telling them he'll kill them. *actually not a bad idea for
Jehovah's Witnesses*
3. Duo uses his room to store extra Gundam parts, then gets mad when the others try to
borrow them.
2. I would have to drive them everywhere b/c none of them have cars.
1. I could never keep enough food in the apartment!!
...to love Quatre:
By Kistune
10. He's helpful
9. He's so innocent
8. He'd look good in a bathing suit
7. He's rich
6. He's sweet
5. He could buy you nice stuff
4. He's cute!
3. He's nearly always happy
2. He's Kind
1. Those eyes like the crystal clear, like the turquoise ocean aroud Greece
Private Emotion
By: Kai
Disclaimer : I don't own them, no... thanks Sunrise, and for the song 'Private Emotion' from Ricky Martin and Meja
don't sue me coz I have nothing you want, just my oldie computer and my sick brain..
Warning : Yaoi, 5+2/2+1,songfic, angst?, bad Heero, Wufei's POV
Explanation : lyrics in //--//, thinking in '--', conversation in "--"
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-Private Emotion-
By Kai
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Crash!
"Shut up! I said shut the Fuck up!"
There they go again, the same pattern every night.
That's the familiar voice of Heero... and I know exactly who's he talking to... no... yelling at; his-roommate. Seems like I'm the only one around here who gives a shit about this daily argument. No, let's say that it's only Heero unloading his stress... Quatre and Trowa avoid it by either leaving for somewhere... or by not coming home at all...
But for me, recently it became my new routine to wait for Heero's voice and the sounds of crashing to fade out. If Duo is lucky, Heero may leave their room without anymore brutal action...
//Every endless night has a dawning day,
Every darkest sky, has a shining ray...//
Beep! Beep!
There's a message alert signal from our main computer in the living room. I leave the kitchen quickly to get it... hoping, like every time when mission orders are sent to us, 'please let it be a solo mission for Heero'.
I click it and...
'Yes! Looks like those mad old men had granted my unasked wish. Unhesitatingly I run to their locked door, knocking and yelling loudly to make sure my voice will stop Heero from whatever damage he's doing to Duo...
"What the Hell is it, Wufei?" His reply is mixed with frustrated and fury.
"There's mission for you"
"Now?!?"
"Yes, now."
Then I hear a stamp on the floor, followed by hard footsteps approaching the door. It swings open, showing the dark Prussian eyes and lips, twisted from deep anger. His body frame fully blocks my view. He stares at me with his famous death-glare for a moment. I stare back at him blankly... I cannot sense anything from these blood-thirsty eyes.
"Out of my way." He says as he walks directly past me, his arm and shoulder push me aside.
'What a rude manner!'
But I don't think of it as a big deal as it cannot compare with my concern for what had just happened here, with Duo...
//And it's shine on you, baby can you see...
You're the only one, who can shine for me//
There, Duo's sitting on the floor beside their wrecked bed, his head resting in his hands...
"Duo, are you alright?"
'No, he's not alright at all.'
As I think this, he raises his head up to see me, his usual beautiful braid is messed up, like someone had just snatched it. His usual smiling face has a large red stain, like someone had just slapped it. His ivory neck hasvisible deep purple bruise, like someone had just... just squeezed it... and
he's crying...
That was all I could see... he suddenly turns his back on me and reached for the bathroom, as he tried to avoid facing me. I grab his wrist lightly, too lightly, as he can easily pull it back. I'm afraid... he looks so fragile from whatever Heero had done to him...
"Duo...?"
"Please, Wufei, leave me alone."
"But Duo, you're..."
"Please!"
Then his body is trembling from his sobs, it feels like his pain is running through my body too... cos I know that there's nothing in the world that can hurt me more than this. But all I can do is to back away, and leave him like that.
'Damn you, Heero'
//It's the private emotion, that fills you tonight
and the silent falls between us, as a shadow steal the light..//
I heard front door slam shut, it's too late for me to do what I want to do most- to punch that stupid bastard down... to beat some conscience into his fucking head. Instead, I punch the wall, my head and body slide down the shut door of their room. I don't understand at all- why Heero always does this to him, he's not his toy! And Duo, why you just let him hurt you like this, why don't you just fight back or, at least, tell me? You think I can't protect you from him? Duo...
My question undulates like a current in my brain- I feels resent... but to myself, because I cannot do anything to make this uneasy situation better. I clutch my hands tight... I don't realize that my short nails are digging into my palm until the smell of blood escapes from them. It's the only thing that makes me forget the greater pain in my mind for even just a moment...
//And whatever you may find it, Wherever it may lead,
let your private emotion comes to me..//
'How much time has passed by?' I wondering to myself, I turn my face to the door but nothing is in my sight except its flat brown wood. It sends a chill down my spine when I think about what Duo is doing... there's not even the sound of breathing beyond that lifeless barrier...
"Duo..."
I call out and pause a little, I wish to hear just 'Yes, Wufei?' or even 'You bastard! I told you to leave me alone!'... but only my voice echoes from the dark, cold, narrow passage way.
"Duo, are you alright?"
I call him again and force myself to stand up, still no response.
"Duo, I'm going in..."
Slowly I open the door, my eyes want nothing more than to see Duo safely sleeping on the bed, but there's no luck such luck, he's nowhere to be found in the bedroom. I walk toward the bathroom, 'Is he still in there?'
"Duo..." my voice is very light, it sounds more like a whisper than a call.
As soon as the bathroom's door opened, hot steam passes out from between the door and its frame, the floor is flooded with hot water. I notice that there's someone lying in the tub behind the curtain.
"Duo..."
There's no way he can ignore me unless... unless... no! Without waiting for an answer, I push the curtain aside and see his small body, fully dressed, lying helplessly in the tub, hot water still pouring down from the tap...
//When your soul is tired and your heart is weak
Do you think of love as a one-way street?.//
I rush beside him, turn off the water. My hands are shuddered with fear but I gather all my conscience to slide them under him to hold him up. I raise one of my hands to brush the messy chestnut from his face, I swallow my regret hard, my tears are falling down...
"Duo, what did he do to you, tell me, please..."
After I took off his clothes gently and wrapped him in a thick towel, I lay him on -their- bed and pull the blanket up to his chest. His visible skin is still a shade of dark pink. Unable to find any words to curse myself, I
shouldn't leave him that long, no matter how harsh he pushed me away...
"Duo..." I call to him as his eyes blink open, I hold his hand tight and kiss it to prevent myself from sobbing...
"What about Heero, has he come back from the mission?" My mouth hung open. I can't believe it, that this is the first thing he wants to know as soon as he gains consciousness, God, how deep is his feeling for that Wing pilot who doesn't even know what he's got...?
//Well, it runs both way, open up your eyes
can't you see me here?, how can you deny?..//
"Duo, tell me what happened between you and him" I tried very hard just to end this sentence without crying.
"I'm asking you something, Wufei! Has he come back?!" His eyes are staring at me, his voice is cutting through me, his breath still unstable but looks like all that he wants right now is an answer from my bleeding lips...
"No, he still hasn't come back." Then his eyes are crushed with his pain and sorrow. He turns them away from me... after a few sobs, he manages to speak.
"It's nothing, Wufei, it was my fault.."
"But I see no reason for him to hurt you... did he work you over?"
"I said, it was my fault, don't ask anything further, please..." he rolls his body to lay on his side, curling up in the blanket to cover himself up to his ears. his action speaks louder than words.
//It's the private emotion, that fills you tonight
And the silent falls between us, as a shadow steal the light..//
"Fine, I will not ask anymore questions, but please let me sit here beside you, I don't want to see you hurt yourself again."
"..."
I take that as an affirmative answer. I watch his body rise up and down from his breathing, seconds seems like an hours, minutes seems like an eternity. I can do nothing but to look at him, my invisible hands eager to ease his pain, to caress his hair, to touch his lips, to hug him close and drive his pain away... God, he's killing me...
//And whatever you may find it, Wherever it may lead
Let your private emotion comes to me..//
"Wufei..." I was deep in my though and imagination when his unexpected voice just come out, my heart almost skips a beat...
"Yes, Duo..."
"Why are you so concerned about what was happening to me?" Too bad, I didn't prepared for this question...
"I, Duo... I care about you..." after all these things has happened, it's not too hard to say it.
//Every endless night has a dawning day
Every darkest sky has a shining ray...//
He raises his head a little, obviously, he didn't prepared for that answer from me.. I move to sit on -their- bed...
"Care about me?" he laughs bitterly and he cannot hold his tears any longer, "Funny, I only wish that someday I will hear these words from Heero.."
"...He never says it to you?"
"Nope, I don't think he ever will, but Wufei, I love him, it cannot change..." This is the first time during this long night that he looked through my eyes... he mean it... yes, I know...
"It's alright, Duo, I just wanted to tell you, that's all..." then I lean down to kiss his forehead. It didn't hurt as I though it would...
//It takes a lot to laugh, as your tears goes by
you can find me here, till your tears run dry...//
But I will wait for him, no matter how long it takes...
Title: V Duo
Author: TriedUnture
Note: V Duo, by way of thinking myself clever, stands for Voyeur.
The only reason Duo woke up was because he couldn't breathe. This wasn't odd for him, actually. Duo had been awakened many a time with his long chestnut hair stuffed in his mouth. But this time, a simple toss of the head did not solve the problem. So Duo had to wake up a little more forcefully than usual.
The American sat up in bed abruptly, gasping for breath. Glancing down, he saw the cause for his discomfort (the small discomfort of asphyxiation) was none other than his own partner. Heero had apparently wrapped his strong arms tightly around the braided boy's neck, unwittingly choking him as he slept. For a moment, Duo seemed content with this explanation.
So Heero accidentally came close to killing me. It happens.
Wait. We're in bed. We're together.
We're together in bed.
We're together in bed and Heero's trying to kill me.
Ah, holy mother of...it never fails.
Gently extricating himself from the still-fierce grasp, Duo swung his legs over the side of the bed, shaking his head to collect his thoughts.
I had a mission, I came home, and Heero was...oh man, it was like some bad porno movie!
And then I didn't keep my mouth shut. Big freaking surprise, Maxwell. And THEN...ah crap, I kissed him, didn't I? I kissed him and held him and he is going to KILL me when he wakes up.
Muttering discontentedly in his sleep, Heero blindly reached for a handful of the sheets and curled up next to the bundled mass.
"Duo..." he sighed, almost happily. The wide-eyed pilot spun around, watching the Japanese boy relax finally.
"Hey, maybe he won't kill me after all." Duo grinned, quietly getting up to pad over to the bathroom on cat feet. He wanted to make sure his teeth were brushed by the time Heero woke up. No reason, of course, except for good hygiene.
Closing the door softly behind his back, Duo stood alone in the small bathroom, staring at his reflection in a grease streaked mirror. Suddenly, his face split into a grin and he began stabbing his fists in the air triumphantly.
"I got me a boyfriend! I got me a boyfriend! Yeah, oh yeah! Baby, I am the man! I am THE MAN!" he hissed to himself, thrusting his pelvis to emphasize his words. "Oh yeah, oh yeah yeah yeah! Who's the man?" He pointed to his reflection, answering in a high-pitched whisper. "You're the man."
"I say who's the man?" this now back in his normal voice.
"You're the man!" followed by a giggle. Duo finally stopped his dance of joy after he stubbed his toe on the tile floor. However, even in his pain, he managed to hop on one foot until he calmed down.
Duo sat on the edge of the sink to examine the injured digit, frowning slightly when he heard a moan waft into the room.
"Heero?" the braided boy furrowed his brow, poking his head out the door, and then gasping at what he had found. Heero was still in the bed, which was right in front of the bathroom door. And he didn't seem to be paying attention to Duo's voice. In fact, he seemed very busy. Duo felt his mouth go dry.
"Not again." He whined. Heero was in his own world, moaning loudly and rubbing himself through the twisted sheets, where his arousal was not only making itself known, but was also probably inviting neighbors to a holiday cocktail party.
"Hey Heero, we have to stop meeting like this." Duo laughed lightly, but it faded as Heero continued his ministrations. "Heero?"
The dark haired boy was panting, trailing his free hand over his chest to pinch at his own nipples. Duo hissed in a lungful of air and quickly spun behind the bathroom door.
"I shouldn't be watching, I shouldn't be watching. He's still sleeping, he doesn't even know what he's doing..." He took a small peek through the door crack.
The sheet had fallen. Down. Way down.
"Oh, come on, God! I've been good so far! Only a tiny kiss, some light touching! Don't tempt me with this." Duo spoke at the spotted ceiling, shaking his fist.
Another moan floated through the rooms, making Duo squeeze his eyes shut in agony. Then, unable to quell his curiosity any more, he peeked again. Heero was still slowly stroking himself, now in full view. Duo ducked back into the bathroom.
"No! If I try to...what's that word...they use it in trashy romance novels...RAVAGE! If I ravage Heero now, when he just started opening up to me, he'll never forgive..."
"Ohhhhhhhhhhh...Duo."
Duo wiped a drop of sweat from his brow and cracked the door open a bit. "He's writhing. Writhing! Who writhes in real life? That only happens in books." Duo muttered, trying to quell his own aching flesh. Another cry of pleasure made the braided boy waver. "I should at least wake him up." He wet his lips. "Yeah, wake him up. It's only polite."
Muttering to himself about how proud Ann Landers would be, had she been alive in the distant future, the American strode over to the bed as gracefully as one can with a throbbing hard on. He stopped beside Heero, who was now chanting Duo's name with abandon in a way that was eerily similar to an African chant.
"Heero, wake up." Duo shook the naked shoulder gingerly. "Wake up, you're dreaming."
In response, the still sleeping pilot grabbed the invading hand and pressed it against his groin.
"No! Heero, I'm trying to be good!" Duo frantically tried to pull his arm from Heero's grasp, but horniness had given the Japanese boy super human strength. With that super human strength, he was able to pull Duo forward so that the braided boy toppled onto his naked body.
"No, wait! Heero..." Duo shut his eyes tight and kept his arms at his sides as his partner wriggled against him. "Heero! Sto-gahahahaha! That tickles!" The dark haired boy was nuzzling his nose along Duo's jaw line, muttering incoherently. "Heero, seriously, no one can sleep through this. You HAVE GOT to be awake." Duo scoffed, blowing right into the perfect shell of an ear, eliciting a jump from Heero.
"Couldn't let me pretend a little longer, could you?"
"Bastard! You were awake the whole time?" Duo laughed, bringing the sheet up to cover them both.
"No, I started to wake up when you shook my shoulder. Sort of."
"Like that nice place that feels like you're dreaming, but you're really beginning to wake up?" Duo nodded. "I kind of like when that happens. Like when I can smell bacon frying, and I imagine I'm already eating."
"We never eat bacon." Heero yawned, covering his mouth with the back of his hand.
"Well...that's just an example." Duo yawned because he had watched Heero yawn.
He was grateful that Heero wasn't talking about last night. It would be awkward.
"So how long did you watch me have that wet dream?"
So much for not being awkward.
"Wet dream? What wet dream?" Duo smiled innocently.
"I know you must've watched, because you interrupted me in the middle of it." Heero grunted in frustration.
"It was just a peek. I didn't see anything...important." Duo looked down at himself. "This is weird. We're sitting here, upside down in bed, and you're naked and I'm still wearing clothes from last night."
"I can put on my clothes." Heero offered seriously.
"No! No, that's okay." Duo couldn't help the huge, goofy smile that showed all his teeth. Heero smirked along with him. A black clad arm reached around Heero's bronze shoulder. Heero angled his body so Duo wouldn't notice his persistent arousal, which was rather funny, considering how it was tenting in the sheet and making a large wet spot. But since Heero seemed shy about it, Duo ignored it.
The purple eyed boy gasped at a strange sensation on his skin, then broke into a new smile. Heero was licking his ear. He was doing it so slowly, so tentatively, that Duo felt a stab of tenderness come over him. He turned to face his partner, although he was more than that now, and kissed him softly.
"I'm not even sure how to start..." Heero didn't speak sheepishly, but almost like he was working on a scientific discovery.
"Don't worry. We'll go slowly." Duo rubbed purposefully against Heero's thin body, earning a moan for his trouble.
Heero decided that they would not go slowly. He plunged his slim hand past the waistband of Duo's black pants, searching unsteadily.
"Whoa! Hey there..." Duo cried, wiggling at the surprise touch. "Let me get these off first, okay?"
Heero considered this new proposition before nodding. As Duo worked on the pants, Heero impatiently reached for the buttons on his priest's vestment. The two pilots didn't even bother throwing the clothes on the floor; they ended up getting tangled in the sheets.
"Duo, please...I need something, but I don't know what." Heero clutched at the braided boy's body, raining light kisses along his midsection.
"Heero, this is all happening so fast..." Duo sucked in his breath as Heero ran his tongue around the base of his cock, his small nose rubbing against it like a contented cat. "Fast is okay. I can live with fast." Duo blurted out.
"Please, Duo...you said you'd teach me." Heero gazed up at his trusted friend, pillowing his cheek on a pale thigh.
"Hey, you don't know what you're asking. It's not that..."
"Yes, I do! And I want it to be you." Heero licked at the tip of Duo's arousal again, closing his eyes with the pleasure of the taste. And all of Duo's virtues fell away into a heap.
"Yessss." he hissed, trying to gather his wits. "I think we need some kind of lubrication."
"What do you mean 'you think'?"
"Well, I haven't exactly done this before."
"But you said...!"
"I said I knew more about this than you. I didn't lie about that. Now, I think I have some toothpaste..."
"I am NOT using toothpaste!"
"Fine!" Duo trailed two fingers along Heero's lips until the Japanese boy captured them inside his mouth. "Now suck."
Heero obeyed well enough, enough to make Duo feel ten times more hard than he had been. "Now lay back. That's good..." Duo cooed approvingly as Heero spread his long legs, curling his hands against his chest, looking like the most innocent angel in the world. Duo bit his lip in consternation. "If you don't enjoy anything, anything at all, you just say so and I'll stop." He lay on top of the other pilot, cradling his head in one hand and slowly working his saliva slicked fingers lower. The alien feeling of the slim digits made Heero shut his eyes and tense his muscles.
"Relax. It'll be better soon." Duo whispered reassuringly, stroking Heero's fine hair. The boy whimpered, trying to control his body as Duo's hand began pumping a languid rhythm. Soon, another hand was pumping too, this time at his hardness. Heero grabbed at handfuls of sheets, arching his body off the bed. Then, the fingers were gone, and before Heero could react, Duo was at his entrance, pushing into his body with agonizing slowness. Heero was lost in a whirl of motion and emotions that he'd never imagined. There was a familiar pain, but then there was a warmth, a feeling of something like home.
"Heero?" Duo's large deep eyes shimmered in concern. Heero blinked. "You still with me, Heero?"
"Yeah." Heero said in a strained whisper. "I'm alright."
"I thought you might have blacked out for those last few minutes." Duo smiled, beginning his slow strokes again.
"Minutes?" Heero wondered out loud, but promptly forgetting as the feeling washed over him once more. This time, he couldn't hold it back like he wanted to. He felt Duo shudder in his arms as he reached his completion, slowly twitching the last drops of his essence from his body. Heero followed soon after, latching onto Duo for support as he poured himself out. He moaned lowly, burrowing his face into the loosened strands of chestnut hair.
"Heero," Duo whispered as the shudders that had passed through Heero's body ceased. "This was more to me than an experiment or a learning experience. I really care about you, you know that?"
"Yes, I know." Heero murmured against his neck. "If you didn't care, you would've used the toothpaste."
"Did you just make a joke?" Duo laughed.
"No. It's the truth." Heero tucked his head underneath his lover's chin. "And I care about you, too."
"You know, this will change some things. We should really..." Duo stopped, listening to the light snore that brushed against his chest. "Maybe later." he wrapped a blanket around them both, smiling at Heero's peaceful face.
I want to dedicate this story to the efforts of the followers of Falun Gong in Communist China and all the people of the world that believe in something. For more information on Falun Gong and how you can help, please go to http://www.friendsoffalungong.org/ or any other number of educational sites.
Duo smiled at the readings on Death Scythe's control panel. All his lights were green and all the lights on the radar were red. That meant that, for now anyway, life was good.
"And it didn't take as long as expected." Duo smiled to himself.
Heero Yuy frowned at the luminous computer screen. There were no missions, but Dr. J had sent him a message about various new weapon modifications as well as his weekly reminder. Heero glanced at his own reflection in the monitor. It looked even less thrilled than he felt. As he went to the bathroom to prepare for bed, one positive thought flashed through his mind.
"At least Duo isn't here tonight."
He brushed his teeth and washed his face in a slow, methodical manner. Then, in the same way, he removed the green tank top, mussing his hair even more. He kicked off his ridiculous yellow shoes and yanked off his white socks. Lastly, the little black shorts joined the pile on the floor. Heero sighed as he sat on the bed.
"It's definitely a good thing Duo's not here." He mumbled before lying back against the cool sheets.
"Oi, Heero, guess what? Mission was quick and I….GAHHHH!" Duo Maxwell completely forgot what his mouth was supposed to say next. All he saw, all his mind could comprehend right now was the image of Heero, his fellow pilot, buck naked on his bed with one hand wrapped solidly around his hard on, a sheen of sweat coating every part of his body. The dark haired pilot's hand pumped once more before he noticed Duo standing there and stopped. Duo couldn't speak, couldn't blink, couldn't even move when Heero calmly pulled the edge of his blanket over his genital area and said "I thought you were coming back tomorrow."
"Uhh…" was all Duo could manage before clearing his throat and whirling around to face the wall, a motion that was a bit slow considering the circumstances.
How can he not be blushing? Duo's mind sat stunned. Even I'm blushing and I wasn't the one playing hide-the-winky!!
"S-sorry, Heero. I came back early and I didn't know you were…" the sentence floated off nervously. "Um, I'm gonna GO." Duo made for the door, bolting fast, but not fast enough for Heero's voice.
"Nonsense. Get some rest. Besides, your bed is the only empty one in the safe house."
"What??" Duo's jaw dropped as he turned back around. "You…you're not gonna finish in front of me, are you?"
"No." Heero's brow wrinkled in confusion. "It can wait until another day." And with that, Heero burrowed under his covers, lying on his side facing away from the doorway.
"You know, Heero…" Duo sat down on the edge of his own bed cautiously, as if other naked friends brandishing unclothed body parts would jump out at him. "Most guys wouldn't take getting caught so lightly. You're pretty bold."
"What do you mean, 'caught'?" Heero's gaze darkened as he flopped around to glare at Duo. The perfect soldier didn't get caught doing anything.
"Well, I mean most people would be really embarrassed if they were caught…" God I hate saying this word. "…masturbating."
"Masturbating?" Heero's eyes widened a fraction of a millimeter. "So that's what it's called."
For a moment, the comment did seem odd to Duo, but his tiredness and the reasonable explanation that the Japanese language had a different phrase made him dismiss it. In an effort to dispel the uneasiness he felt, he began to ramble while kicking his shoes off into the corner.
"Man, if someone ever walked in on me, I'd just wanna die! I mean, it doesn't get any worse than that, right? Whacking off, then…God!"
"You do it too?" Heero blinked.
"Good one, Heero." Duo snorted, balling up his socks and tossing them after the shoes. Heero sat in silence for awhile before saying "So do you or don't you?"
"A-are you…serious?" Duo finally looked up. Upon seeing the blank stare, Duo groaned aloud. "Everyone jerks off, Heero! But they don't admit it and they sure as hell don't let their roommate walk in on them doing it!! Damn, don't you know anything about…" He tried to look for the right word, gasping in frustration. "HUMANS?" Duo finally screamed.
"I just don't see why you're so shocked, especially since you have to do it too." Heero said plainly, reaching over to turn on his alarm clock. "Sure, I thought it was a little odd at first, not to mention a waste of time. But since you do it and Dr. J said I need to, then…"
"Whoa, whoa, WHOA!" Duo held his hand up to silence him. "Dr. J told you what?"
"He gave me orders to…" he motioned to his lower body. "…once a week. Doesn't Dr. G do the same for you?" Heero watched Duo's floored expression closely. "I guess not."
"Wait a minute. Doc J specifically told you to polish your knob once a week as per orders?" Duo gaped.
Heero nodded, watching Duo sputter from across the room.
"I don't believe you!" Duo's eyes narrowed, suddenly serious.
"Excuse me?" Heero tensed defensively.
"I think you're lying because you're too embarrassed to admit that the perfect soldier masturbates." Duo said simply, fluffing his pillow as if the motion deterred further argument.
"Why would I be embarrassed? I'm just following orders!" Heero sat up with an angry movement.
"Yeah, right. You had me going for a second, but you really need to think of a better excuse then that the next time you get caught with your pants down. I mean, come on, Dr. J made me do it!!" Duo's voice took on a mocking tone.
"I have his message right here! I can prove it." Heero growled, pointing to his laptop sitting dully on a nearby table.
"Then let me see." Duo said defiantly.
"Fine."
"Fine." Both pilots stood in front of the machine while Heero ran through his email.
"There." He said as he turned the screen to face Duo.
"New optical missile launchers, fuel injection…blah, blah, blah…" Duo read down the screen. "And Heero don't forget to…polish your knob once a week as per orders."
The room was rarely silent for a few moments while Duo gawked at the last sentence.
"I told you so." Heero muttered, reaching over his shoulder to turn the computer off.
"Oh…my….god!" Duo exclaimed. "That is so creepy! I can't believe that guy, telling you to….EWWW! What a pervert!" Duo stuck his tongue out at the thought.
"He tells me it relieves stress. That's why I have to do it." Heero shrugged again and crawled back into bed. "That's why you do it, right?"
"Well, yeah, but…uh, that's kind of part of it. But you can't mean you wouldn't do it if you weren't ordered to." The braided pilot made his way shakily back to bed before flopping back down.
"I don't do anything unless I'm ordered to." Heero said sternly.
"Hey, that's not true at all." Duo perked up at the chance to best Heero in the logic department. "That time you tried to kill the scientists but Trowa had to stop you, that wasn't ordered! Oh, and when you saved Relena that one time and that time that…."
"Ok, enough." Heero muttered.
"That time you didn't kill me in the OZ base!" Duo managed to spit out despite the warning glare. "See? You do lots of stuff without orders."
"Point taken." Heero grumbled, looking around for his pillow. "But masturbating is not one of them. It's awkward and a waste of time."
"Man, you are one weird guy." Duo tossed a pillow to him, a pillow that looked suspiciously like the one he had been missing. Heero caught the projectile with practiced ease. "Good night." Duo yawned.
The American clicked the lamp off, waiting for his eyes to adjust before curling up in bed. Heero took his gaze off the ceiling for a moment to look over at his partner.
"So why do you do it?" His voice cut through the dark silence.
"Masturbate?" Duo grimaced in the shadows. I should just get it over with quick, he thought uneasily. "Because…because it feels good. That's all."
"Oh." The answer shouldn't nothing like comprehension.
"Are you saying you don't enjoy it?" Duo propped himself up on his elbow, peering across the room at the Japanese pilot. "Are you sure? Maybe you're doing something wrong."
Heero shot him a glare through the dusky room. Heero Yuy doesn't do anything wrong.
"Whoa, sorry." Duo ducked his head sheepishly. "I just mean there must be something screwy going on if you don't like it."
"What," Heero's voice sounded icy. "Could I possibly be doing wrong?"
"Never mind. It's obviously something you're not schooled about. Forget I brought it up." Duo frowned, trying to remember if he indeed brought it up, but shrugged and settled back into his sheets. "But you should know, Heero, that when this war ends, you're gonna be stuck your whole life in a body you don't understand. If you can't figure out your body's desires, you might get into some trouble later on." He fought the urge to wag his finger at Heero like a disobedient dog.
"I know about desire." Heero said more to the ceiling than anything else.
"You do?" Duo's voice went from condescending to downright shocked.
"I know about the desire to hurt, to kill, to be hurt…" He folded his arms behind his head. "I know about wanting and…hoping. And I also know that things like that are fairy tales, pieces of shit that never seem to come. It never seems to be enough, or the right thing. And I want to understand so much it makes me angry when I can't." he finished quietly and looked back over to Duo, who had propped himself on his arm again.
"You should learn to ask for help when you need it." Duo mumbled.
"Are you offering?" Heero said darkly.
"Depends on if you're accepting." Duo smiled at Heero's tight nod. "Well, you won't learn anything sitting across the room and I'm dead lazy tonight, so…" Duo fought his voice from dropping out of his throat as the Japanese boy got up and stood next to Duo's bed.
"Wow, you're serious about this." Duo scrambled to sit up and indicated that Heero sit facing him, which he did. With all this unquestioned obedience, Duo was wondering if this was a joke. "Uh, have you ever even kissed someone?"
Heero's eyes turned to slits. "I never had the time."
"Yeah, that's ok. Um…" Duo regarded him for a second longer. "You sure you won't flip out and hit me or something?" Heero rolled his eyes.
"Ok, just checking. Ohhh….kay, here we go." Duo slowly lowered his head, placing a hand gingerly on the back of Heero's head. The Japanese pilot braced himself for the feeling of Duo's lips on his own, but another sensation hit him instead. His gaze darkened as he glanced down at where Duo was nestled at the juncture of his shoulder and neck, kissing softly.
"What are you doing?" he asked thickly.
"Oh, um, this is how girls usually like you to start out." Duo shrugged, belaying his nervousness. Heero grimaced at the information. The question tumbled out of his mouth before he knew what it meant.
"How do you like to start out?"
"Me?" Duo blinked. "Well, I kind of…god, this sounds dumb!"
"I have to begin somewhere." Heero folded his arms across his chest matter-of-factly.
"Ok, fine, I like…to have my ears licked. Happy?" Duo said with a defeated air.
"Your ears?" Heero frowned slightly.
"Hey, it's not that uncommon. God, you look at me like I have three eyes! Man, I can't believe how inexperienced you really are…"
Duo would have continued his tirade, but Heero let out a ferocious growl and lunged forward, his sights trained on Duo's vulnerable ear. The purple eyed boy was caught off guard and could do nothing but fall back against the worn mattress. Heero instinctively bit down on his target, drawing a yelp of pain from the braided boy. He hastily switched tactics and began to nuzzle the edge of Duo's ear with his lips, his tongue darting out tentatively. Duo froze, then somehow froze even more when Heero's voice ghosted past his ear.
"Is that right?"
"Ummm, yeah…" Duo said hoarsely, holding back a whine as Heero pulled away from him and sat back on his ankles.
"What next?" The Wing pilot rocked a bit on his heels.
"This isn't a cut and dry thing, you know." Duo scoffed. "It isn't a Point A to Point B via Point C type of thing."
"I don't understand." Heero knit his eyebrows together, noticing how badly Duo was shaking.
"I know that! But it's hard to explain." Duo stopped, trying to make sense of it himself. This little late night lesson certainly didn't make enough sense to finger paint with. But details like that never deterred Duo Maxwell.
"Being intimate with someone," he began slowly. "is very instinctual. People do what feels right and that's why girls always…"
"You keep mentioning girls." Heero interrupted. "Is that important?"
"Well…yeah!" Duo threw his arms in the air. "Especially you, because after the war, you're gonna be a chick magnet. Heero Yuy, the mac daddy of mecha, will very much need to know what women want!" Duo did a flourishing motion with his hands to illustrate.
"What do you want?" Heero prompted.
Now, it should be understood that it was very late at night and our favorite American pilot was very tired. However, when Heero turned the conversation a second time from girls to Duo, our braided friend began to see a pattern. I would applaud, but I have a sandwich in one hand and a pen in the other.
"Hey, Heero," Duo looked up quizzically. "Why are you asking all these things about me?"
"I don't know." He answered truthfully.
"You wanna know what I think?" Duo, even in his sleep induced stupor, knew that his opinion was going to earn him a punch in the face. "I think you like me."
"Well, you're my partner. If I didn't like you, you'd be dead by now." Heero was suddenly aware of how close they were on the bed.
"No! I mean you liiiiiiiiike me." Duo grinned.
"You can drag the word out as long as you want. I still don't understand what you're trying to say."
"Alright, let's try it this way." Duo rubbed in temples in annoyance. "When you were doing that thing…that thing you were doing that I saw…"
"Masturbating?" Heero didn't seem to despise the word as much as he should.
"Yeah, when you do that, what are you thinking about?"
"I usually let my mind wander. I think about new missions and repairs on Wing and sometimes I…" Memories like saved files flashed through his mind of his partner. Some of the images of Duo seemed relevant, on a mission or talking about something important. But there were others that were merely Duo, sitting there, being himself. Heero's pause was imperceptible.
"Geez, no wonder you don't enjoy it." Duo muttered, not noticing Heero's sudden silence.
"I…I think about you." Heero said weakly.
"Huh?" Duo, to his credit, was at least able to make some sort of sound.
"I think about you. I don't know what it means, but I do." Heero looked away, a rare thing for him to do in the face of adversary.
"Heero…" Duo sat back a little, watching his partner. It was sometimes hard to remember that he was only 15 and only human. And right now, fidgeting with the edge of the blanket in the dark, stuffy room, he looked like even less than that.
Duo's arms startled him. The American had wrapped them around him very quickly, his face buried where he had been kissing him earlier. At Heero's tension, the long haired boy said quietly "You do know what a hug is, right?"
Heero nodded. Soon, Duo was gently lowering him, or rather pushing him down on the bed. Heero frowned at lying down with his head at the foot of the bed only because he knew from experience that feet go at the foot of the bed. But that detail was just another overlooked detail and once he hit the sheets, it didn't seem to matter anymore.
"Duo?" Heero wasn't sure what the question meant.
"Just go to sleep, Heero." Duo said through the muffling layers of chestnut hair and Japanese skin. The smaller pilot huddled closer to him. Heero ran a finger along Duo's exposed ear before joining him in sleep.
Warnings: Relena-bashing! shonen-ai and hentai yaoi
Disclaimers: Gundam Wing characters belong to Mixx Entertainment, Koichi Tokita, the SOTSU Agency, Sunrise, Kodansha and anyone I may have forgotten, not to me. I make no money off of this.
"Okay, Charlie, back her in!" the workman yelled, waving one hand.
The garbage truck slowly backed up, beeping as it went, until its rear end tipped and unloaded hundreds of bags of trash into the shuttle. After a few seconds, everything settled in and the truck drove off again.
The workman sighed and stared at the pile of rotting compost. Nothing but garbage in there.
Suddenly the bags in the middle of the shuttle started to move. He stared out at it, afraid they might have picked up a dog or cat by mistake. Before he could dive in to look, though, blonde hair poked out and Relena burst up out of the plastic mess, gasping for air. Plastered on her face was a maniacal grin and she held something small to her chest.
"I found it! I knew I would!" she cried, pulling herself out of the mess with superhuman strength. "Strength and determination always win the day!"
"What the hell?" the workman yelled. "Hey, kid, get outta there! This shuttle's set for the sun in a few hours! You could've been toast!"
"I don't care!" Relena smiled, slowly making her way out to the edge. Her pink clothes were smudged with unmentionable stains, but he could barely make out the scrap of paper in her hands. "I found it! Heero's new bank account! I can find him now, and then he'll realize he loves me, and we'll get married, and have a dozen kids, and he and Miliardo can take turns mowing the lawn!"
"Oh, it's you," he muttered. "Third time this week...Miss Relena, you know you have to stop rooting through people's trash."
She threw a pouty glare at him. "I wouldn't be here if that truck hadn't picked that dumpster up so fast! Really, I should have a few minutes before he takes it away."
"If you wouldn't disappear in those damn dumpsters, we wouldn't have a problem," he argued. "Now get out of here before I call the cops!"
Stuffing the paper in a pocket, she whirled around and left, heading to the front where her butler had knowingly parked her pink limo.
"Heero, you hear something?" Duo groaned, wishing he could sit up and look.
"Mmf mf mff." (Not a thing.)
"Huh?' Duo tried to jerk his hands down, but the ropes tying him to the bed were too tight. Then he tried to move his legs and force Heero's head up, but the ropes holding him spread out were also too strong. "I thought I heard...ahhh!...oh, yeah...something outside..."
"Mm mff. Mmm mf." (I didn't. Shut up.)
"But...Heeeeroooo...ow, no teeth!...please..."
"Mmf...mfm mfmm ffmm mmf." (Idiot...if I didn't love you...) With one last furious suck, Duo screamed and Heero sat up, licking his lips. Smirking at his helpless lover, he jumped off of the bed and wrapped robe around himself, just in case anyone was looking in.
*crunch*thud*
Few people would have heard the muffled noise, but Heero picked up on it instantly. Wondering how Duo could have heard while he was...um...well, yeah...he picked his gun up from the dresser and headed to the window. The curtains were closed, meaning he couldn't see out, so with a deep breath, he whipped the curtains out of the way and threw the windowpane up.
"EEEEK!"
Heero actually dropped the gun in shock at seeing Relena perched at the top of a tall ladder at the window. Both of them screamed, actually, but Heero merely stumbled backwards onto the bed and across his lover while Relena, pushing instinctively against the wall to get away, toppled back into empty space.
To her dismay, she remembered that Heero and Duo lived in a tenth story apartment. Unfortunately, there was another building in the street over, and she crashed through one of the windows there. She landed on a bed filled with rose petals and...warm bodies? Extremely uneasy, she jumped up and stared at her impromptu landing pad.
"Relena?!"
"Sis?!"
"Stupid onna!"
Relena gasped as she watched Wufei, Miliardo, and *gasp* Treize struggle to disentangle themselves from each other. Wufei's hand was reaching for the sword on the floor even as he glared at her.
"What are you doing here?" Wufei demanded, his hand closing on the hilt. However, he found he couldn't bring his sword up to threaten her. "Huh?"
"I'm afraid that's not your sword, my dragon," Treize chuckled.
Gasping, Wufei blushed and fell into his arms, mortified at what he'd done. And in front of a woman, no less!
"I thought you died!" Relena cried at Treize.
The former Oz commander chuckled and stroked Wufei's hair. "Long story, involving ancestors, magic and Wufei's dragon."
"Relena," Miliardo started in that sexy deep voice, "were you trying to spy on Heero again?"
Her eyes went wide. "How did you know?" She looked back at the window and saw that there was a telescope lying on its side.
Miliardo followed her gaze and grinned. "Yes, well...sometimes they don't close the curtains..."
With a scream, she jumped back on her ladder and slid away.
"You don't think she'll try that again, do you?" Duo asked, sitting on the edge of the bathtub. "I mean, she finds us no matter what we do."
"We're safe for now," Heero said firmly, tying Duo's hands behind his back. "There are no windows in here."
"I don't know, Heero," Duo murmured as he glanced around the room. "You don't think she could come up through the plumbing, do you? I mean, it's not like--mmf!"
Heero smiled darkly as he pushed the ball gag between Duo's lips and strapped it tightly behind his head. "That's better, no talking right now. Besides, you look good when you're helpless." He eased Duo into the warm bath water, then stood up and went to the toilet for a moment. Just his luck, he always lifted the lid before peeling his spandex off.
"Heeeeroooooo!"
"Gah!" Heero nearly backed into the bath, terrified by the face looking up at him from inside the toilet.
Relena grinned and started to wiggle her way out. "You have no idea how hard it is climbing up this way, but at least I've found you! Let's elope!" One hand shot out and grabbed his wrist, yanking him forward.
"No!" He struggled to break away, but lunatics often have the strength of ten men. He put one foot up against the wall, bracing himself, as Duo ducked low in the tub, watching the scene with morbid fright.
"Mrrooo!" (Heero!) he tried to yell.
"I will..." Heero grimaced.
"Oh, goody!" Relena squealed.
"I will..."
"I heard you the first time, dear."
"I will..."
Relena started to wonder why he didn't want to dive down a toilet with her.
"I will survive!" Heero cried, flushing the toilet and staggering back.
"Heeeeeeeeeerrrrrrrrrrrooooooooooooooo!" she screamed as she was sucked back down.
Heero tore the sink off of the hinges and stacked it on top of the toilet just for safety's sake, then joined Duo in the tub to try to relax. Instead, he ended up using Duo as a surrogate teddy bear and chewed nervously on the end of Duo's braid.
Meanwhile, Relena was sent through the cramped pipes until she came out the way she went in, out a hole in the wall she's punched out herself in order to get into the pipes in the first place. This time she was only five stories up and dropped down towards the highway.
To her luck and everyone else's misfortune, she dropped safely through a skylight in a limo and landed on a soft couch. With a small groan, she looked up and saw little Quatre dressed up in a skin-tight lion costume, complete with a sexy mane and tail. Chains hobbled his ankles and clamped his wrists together, while a chain leash held him down, securely stretched out across Trowa's lap as the tall pilot gently whipped his rear, taming his pet lion.
"Are all the Gundam pilots gay?" she gasped.
"Technically, Treize didn't pilot a gundam," Trowa mused, giving Quatre another lash.
"Mmm...it's a big mobile suit, it counts," Quatre purred. "Yup, we are..."
Relena shrieked and leaped out of the car, wandering into traffic. She looked up just in time to see a huge car barreling down on her, Dorothy and Hilde holding hands in the front seat with Sally and Noin making out in the back seat.
*splat*
"Huh, what's that?" Hilde wondered at the big blotch on the windshield.
"Eww, another bug exploded on the windshield!" Dorothy cried, and used her windshield wipers to get rid of the annoying pest.
The End
Title: Valentine Conversations with Hearts
Author: Ponderosa
"What is he doing?" Quatre whispered to Trowa.
"Maxwell is playing with candy," Wufei interjected. "It's bad enough that he buys four bags of the stuff, but then he doesn't even eat it." The Chinese boy snorted and went back to reading his book.
"You really want him to eat four bags worth of sugar?" Heero asked.
"No..." Wufei admitted. "It's just the principal of the thing.
"Hey Heero, come here. I've got them sorted!" Duo cried. He didn't look up from his assortment of candy as he waved an arm wildly to get his lover to admire his accomplishment.
Heero crouched down next to Duo and lifted an eyebrow at the chalky little hearts that scattered the table.
Duo slid one over in front of Heero and smiled.
+Hello+ the tiny white heart said.
Heero's eyes flickered over candies. He put his finger down on one and slid it over in front of the braided boy.
+Hi love+
Duo grinned and clapped his hands once.
+Cool+ said Duo's next heart.
+Let's kiss, dream girl+ said the two green hearts that Heero picked out of the mix.
+Get real, as if+ Duo responded with two green hearts of his own.
Heero actually blushed as he saw his mistake and quickly replaced the offending heart with the one he'd meant to use.
+Let's kiss, lover boy+
+Awesome, kiss me+ Duo moved the candy hearts in front of Heero and was rewarded by a firm kiss that lasted quite some time.
+How nice, thank you+ Heero responded with another two hearts after they finally broke apart.
+Sure love my man+ Duo laughed as he came up with that combination and a small smile turned the corners of his lover's mouth.
+Love me my way+ Heero spelled out then flickered his eyes toward their bedroom.
+Yes dear+ Duo didn't even get a chance to slide it all the way over before the Japanese boy was pulling him to his feet.
Heero grabbed a candy off the table and popped it in his mouth before dragging Duo to their bedroom. +All mine+
"I don't get it," Quatre said after witnessing the silent exchange between the two.
"They're going to go have hot, wild, kinky, s-"
"I get THAT part," Quatre exclaimed. Wufei snickered and went back to staring at his book.
"Come on," Trowa said and led the blonde boy over to the table.
+Love you, angel+ Trowa slid a pink and yellow heart out of the mess and placed them in front of Quatre.
"Oh!" the Arabian boy's eyes lit up and he started searching through the candies earnestly.
+How sweet, one I love+ Quatre's hearts answered.
+Got love, for you, only you, it's true, be mine, dear one+ said one orange, one green, one white and three pink hearts. Trowa was certainly loquacious when it came to conversation via candy.
+Sweet talk, you rule.+ Trowa barked a laugh and searched the pile again.
+Hug me, cutie pie+
Quatre happily complied, wrapping his arms around Trowa.
+Love me+ a green heart said and Quatre had an innocent smile on his face with a not so innocent look in his eyes.
+Yes dear+ Trowa answered with a yellow heart.
The Arabian boy got to his feet and headed towards their bedroom with an exaggerated sway to his hips.
Trowa drooled as he eyed Quatre's pert little bottom and crunched down on a couple hearts before he trailed after. +So fine, So fine+
Wufei tossed his book aside and hastened to his feet as soon as the other boys were gone. A crinkled envelope was on the chair; he'd been hiding it by sitting on it for hours ever since the mailman gave it to him. Quatre had showed up to check if there were any letters from his sisters before the Chinese boy had a chance to open his valentine. There was no way in hell that he was going to open it when they were around either, but now...
Wufei wandered towards the table as he tore open the envelope and pulled out a slightly crumpled, but still elegantly beautiful, heart-shaped valentine. Wufei smiled as he read the poem inside then as he clutched the valentine to his chest, he heard a little rattle from the bottom of the envelope. Curious, he turned the envelope upside down and shook a trio of little candy hearts into his hand.
+Marry me, for keeps, dragon+ the hearts in his palm said.
Wufei was puzzled, he was almost positive there wasn't a candy heart made that said 'dragon' on it. He thought better about eating the three, they were a gift from his lover after all. He decided to slide the hearts back into the envelope as keepsakes and ate some candies off the table instead.
+True love, I do+ disappeared into his mouth and with valentine in hand, Wufei went off to meet Treize.
Setting: Another high school. Sequel to What Happens When You Pull Duo's Braid In Chem.
Disclaimers: Gundam Wing characters belong to Mixx Entertainment, Koichi Tokita, the SOTSU Agency, Sunrise, Kodansha and anyone I may have forgotten, not to me. I make no money off of this.
"Duo, why are you giving me these?" Wufei wondered as Duo handed him a rectangular box of tissues.
Duo sat down in his seat and put his feet up on his desk. "Don't tell me you don't know which class this is, Wu-man."
"Don't call me that!" Wufei snapped, sitting down to Duo's left. "And I know exactly what class this is, it's art."
"Not todaaaay..." Duo sing-songed, wagging his finger at Wufei. "Last minute change of plans."
"He's right," Quatre said as he bounced into his own seat on Wufei's left. "Here, I brought you these."
Now Wufei had two boxes of tissues on his desk. As he wondered what on earth was going on, Heero and Trowa joined their respective boyfriends and also tossed him two smaller boxes of tissues. Just as he was about to ask, the teacher got up and faced the class.
"Students, I'm afraid I'm going to have to move our discussion of the various sculptural representations of David to tomorrow. Please change your syllabus accordingly. Today, in order to comply with new government guidelines, we'll be having our sexual education class today."
"Eep!"
At first Trowa thought Quatre had...well, eep'd, but the little blonde looked just as confused as the tall pilot. They glanced at Duo, who shrugged. And then they noticed that Wufei had already broken into the first box.
"In order to discourage sexism, this will also be a co-ed presentation, so let's please avoid any comments or titters."
Now, all the pilots knew that last word mean nervous laughter, but in Wufei's aggravated state, his mind registered it as something completely different yet phonetically similar. Fortunately, the teacher turned off the lights before his nosebleed became too apparent.
"You gonna be okay, Wufei?" Quatre asked anxiously.
From the darkness came a tiny groan in the affirmative.
"Just think of Relena giving another speech," Heero said.
"Or Dorothy's eyebrows," Quatre told him.
Wufei's shouldered relaxed slightly. "Hmm, that does seem to help..."
The television came on, showing only nice, wholesome static until the words "made by Hentai Productions" came up for a moment.
"Uh oh," Duo grinned, "looks like they don't plan on going easy on you, Wu'."
Suddenly a great big pair of feminine mammary glands literally bounced onto the screen, followed by a huge male sexual organ that flopped up between them. The words "Sexuality for Dummies" floated over them.
Even Dorothy's eyebrows didn't help. Wufei's eyes went wide as he sat, shocked and paralyzed at the sight.
"Whoa, yeah!" Duo cried, along with most of the guys in the room. Heero smacked the back of his head to make him hush.
Sounds of tissues being violently ripped out of a box echoed through the class, but just about nobody listened. The things starting to happen on screen were far more interesting. The female body, it seemed, was to be presented first. A tall, buxom lady who happened to be completely naked began to speak about strange things the boys had never heard of, like tampons and yeast infections. The words didn't really reach Wufei, though, as the volume of blood reaching his brain had decreased radically, shunted off to other destinations.
"Remember, class, I expect you to take notes," the teacher piped up.
"You can just copy mine," Quatre offered Wufei, knowing the Chinese boy wouldn't be able to hold anything but fluffy tissues for awhile.
Another groan, high in pitch this time, acknowledged his comment.
Meanwhile, someone in the front row stood up and walked to the back of the class. His cleats clicked audibly on the floor, and his white jersey reflected what little light came from the tv screen. The jock wandered around to the pencil sharpener directly behind Heero's seat, and as he ground his thick kindergarten level pencil to a point, he noticed that Duo and Heero were holding hands.
With a smirk, the jock finished his pencil off, then turned and pulled hard on Duo's braid. Duo yelped before he could muffle his cry, but the jock was back in his seat by the time he turned around. Heero, who knew the difference between Duo's happy screams and painful screams, locked his glare on the guilty party and started pulling pages out of his notebook. Knowing he couldn't shoot his enemy, at least not during class, he balled the paper up before he realized he could at least *throw* a bullet at the jock. He wrapped a bullet in each paper, then launched them via a rubber band at the enemy's head.
*pok*pok*pok*
Three rapid fire and direct hits!
Duo snickered as he leaned against Heero, wrapping his arms around the slender waist for comfort.
"What the hell--?" the jock snarled, holding the back of his head. He had to wait for the resounding echo between his ears to disappear before he could actually turn and see who had hit him.
"If you'd pay closer attention," the teacher said, mistaking his question, "you'd understand what's happening. The lady is just demonstrating how to use a panty-liner with added wings."
A shattered cry escaped out of Wufei, who grabbed another handful of tissues. "Where...in space...did they get such a...disturbing...video?" he gasped.
"Really, we need the mailing address," Duo nodded.
"You can just visit their website," Quatre suggested.
Duo, Wufei and even Heero glanced at Quatre, shocked that he knew Hentai Productions had a website. Trowa just gave Quatre a little smile and whispered something in his ear that made him blush.
"But, Trowa, someone might see!" he whispered with a giggle.
Trowa shrugged, what did they care? He gathered Quatre into his lap in a bundle and started placing little kisses along his jaw. Two seats over, Duo gave Heero a hopeful look that received only a typically cold response. The American pilot sighed and contented himself with watching the video.
"Not fair," he sighed sadly, "the video doesn't hug back." But he perked back up as another thought hit him. "But then Heero doesn't have breasts, either!"
"Nani?" Wufei gasped. He'd forgotten, Duo was bi. He'd be getting off on *both* parts of the video! He took another look at the screen.
The lady jumped up and down in place. "You can see why wearing a supportive bra is important. I'm not getting *any* support at all!"
"Hey, her hairdo kinda looks like Sally's, doesn't it?" Duo noticed.
Wufei just gathered some tissues into a big pile and pushed his face into it.
Meanwhile, the jock got back up and walked around to the back of the class, his look fixed on Heero's glare. Heero slowly rose to his feet and waited until the jock was directly in front of him.
"Skinny little queer runt," the jock sneered.
Duo gasped. He'd heard people ask to be put out of their misery before, but never in just four words!
Heero narrowed his eyes even further. "Ass-slapping overweight unevolved virgin."
Wufei briefly glanced at them, the nosebleed disappearing with the promise of anticipated violence. "Nothing wrong with being a virgin," he muttered.
Duo comfortingly patted his hand.
Shocked mostly by the last word, (since he didn't quite understand words past two syllables) the jock growled angrily and opened his mouth to hurl insults while raising his fist. Unfortunately, he had no idea that the boy before him was not as weak as his slender frame suggested. All he saw was a short kid who had just asked for an ass-whupping. (yes, say it with me, five foot one is not tall. But with their looks, it is kawaii as hell!)
"And now, on to the male body...most men only measure around five inches in length, and we've assembled this row of twenty men to demonstrate. Sirs, drop the pants--"
Wufei moaned and opened another box.
Heero reached into his spandex and somehow pulled out a small black ball which fit neatly into his hand. He pulled his arm back, then slammed it into the jock's open mouth. There was a surprised, muffled gulp as the jock swallowed. Heero moved quickly, sliding around the jock to open up a window and then pushing him out with little trouble. Making sure the jock was a safe distance away, he shut the window with a crazed smile and held out a detonator. There was a satisfying *click* as he pushed the button.
*boom*splat*
Duo looked up and spotted pieces of his attacker raining from the sky as blood splattered against the window glass. He grimaced at Heero's somewhat excessive retaliation, but his unease vanished as Heero started to stroke Duo's braid. Using it as a leash, he grabbed it and pulled Duo closer, stealing a rough kiss and making sure Duo couldn't move away.
The American pilot smiled around the kiss. Much better than any video.
The studly male on the screen grinned and held out a ruler. "As you can see, I happen to be an exception to the rule at eight inches with balls of steel."
His nosebleed slowed as Wufei's ego temporarily overrode his shyness. "Eight is above average? Then, I guess being nine is a good thing..." He wondered if Sally was free that night.
The bouncy lady came back on screen and nodded vigorously. "And now we'll demonstrate proper insertion!"
Flanked by the delightful arithmetic of three plus four and one plus two, with his scholarly attention stuck on the class lesson...Wufei didn't stand a chance. Fortunately, even though the class went deathly silent at that point, the ecstatic screams from the television hid the sound of a tissue box exploding in the back of the room.
The End
Duo: What? Is the video over?
Heero: Class has been over for about an hour now. We've just been...distracted.
Wufei: *groan*
Quatre: Hey, someone threw a pizza against the window!
Trowa: Not quite.
Quatre: Well, what is it then?
Heero: Number twenty-five offense, I think.
Quatre: Ewww!
Wufei: Headache...
Trowa: Uh oh...I think we'd better get Wufei to a doctor.
This is laid out like stage directions for a play, and there's a lot of unspoken action. The only dialogue of "Sitting Still" that isn't worth the e-paper it's printed on is Relena's speech, which is purposely nothing short of awful. You have my permission to ignore her until I tell you to start paying serious attention to her. It's cruel, I know, but you're going to have to listen to her at some point.
SCENE: A lavish garden party, to which hundreds of dignitaries and officials from all the colonies, and from all over Earth, have been invited. They have gathered primarily to hear Relena give a keynote speech on pacifism, but at least a few are only in it for the food. The party is taking place on a lavish estate lawn with a platform for special guests and speakers to the front, two large blocks of lawn chairs in front of it (seating for roughly 500), and rows of buffet tables on either side of the audience. All characters except Relena enter and exit near the back row of chairs, furthest from the platform. Whenever possible when the boys speak, they speak in whispers so as not to disturb the proceedings. Relena can always be clearly heard as she's in front of a microphone.
STORY: Being the stellar heroes that they are, the G-Boyz have been dragged to the party as guests of semi-honour and wearing their Sunday best, except a short but rather inconveniently-timed mission (the details of which we won't go into...maybe) has made all five of them late. Despite missing some of the festivities, they might still enjoy themselves with some food, drink, and fresh air IF...and ONLY if, they can manage to sit still and act like proper gentlemen during Relena's speech, which to the other guests, is the most important reason for showing up. Sit still and behave, no problem, you think? Read on... *evil grin*
(enter RELENA, wearing a flowing mint green gown and long white satin gloves. After the guests take their seats, she steps up to the platform, decorated with carnations and roses, and sets her cue cards on the podium gracefully. The microphone is switched on by the electrical techs, and she begins her speech.)
RELENA: Honoured guests, friends, and members of the press...I thank you all most cordially for attending this gathering...
(enter HEERO, dressed smartly in a blue suit and a black tie, tugging uncomfortably at his collar. He walks a short distance down the aisle, the only available seats being in the very back row. He squeezes down the last row of chairs and sits at the very end, next to the dessert table.)
RELENA: ...it is the spirit of peace that brings us here, to learn from each other's differences, and to discover how those very differences make us so much alike, so much a true family...
(enter TROWA, wearing a black suit and an emerald green tie. Trying to disguise his obvious height compared to the seated guests, or perhaps his blatant tardiness, he crouches as he moves down the last row of chairs and sits beside Heero.)
RELENA: ...and like any family, so shall we all look after one another. If one of us is ailing, so do we all. If one of us is threatened, so are we all threatened...
(enter QUATRE, looking like a reject from a Liberace factory in a suit somewhere between pink and purple, with a ruffled shirt and a black bow tie. He looks around sheepishly, embarassed at being so late, spots Trowa, and quickly darts down the last row of chairs to sit next to him.)
RELENA: ...by coming together to face common dangers, we strengthen each other, and because of that strength, we need not fight...
(enter WUFEI, miffed as usual and still straightening his white suit. He bows quickly and curtly to Relena, who either doesn't see him or pretends not to, and sits next to Quatre without further commotion.)
RELENA: ...for our strength is greater than that of any enemy. For we are united in the greater cause of peace.
AUDIENCE: *applauds*
(enter DUO, wearing a plaid jacket he either stole from a golfer or a dead clown. The jacket has no main colour, and is composed of red, blue and green blocks, with yellow threads intertwined, the way most plaids work. As the audience has just begun to clap as he arrives, he bows deeply to the madly applauding crowd while their backs are turned, giving them queen-like waves and blowing them kisses. When they begin to settle down again, he scrambles down the last row of chairs and sits beside Wufei.)
RELENA: As we look forward to a new, golden age where all humans, whether Earth-born or citizens of space, prove and reprove the depth of their commitment and the righteousness of their actions...
DUO: *spots the dessert table and leans overtop of Wufei* ...Heero.........Heero!
HEERO: *might not hear him, might be ignoring him*
RELENA: ...we must remind ourselves at all times of the great sacrifices made to bring about this golden age...
DUO: *elbows Wufei* Tell Heero to grab me something off that table, would ya?
WUFEI: If you had arrived on time, you would have been fed on time.
DUO: Aw, come on, please?
RELENA: ...the sacrifices of our noble military leaders, as well as the brave civillians caught in the crossfire during the war...
WUFEI: No.
DUO: If I pass out from hunger, I'll fall over and probably knock over those two in front of me. *points at the next row of chairs*
WUFEI: *rolls eyes at Duo and taps Quatre lightly on the shoulder*
RELENA: ...to commemorate their actions, as well as to signify our undying gratitude as a people...
QUATRE: *listening intently to Relena's speech* Hm?
WUFEI: Duo needs food. Pass it on.
QUATRE: *taps Trowa lightly on the shoulder*
RELENA: ...a memorial has been commissioned for the front lawns of the new parliamentary buildings...
TROWA: *listening a little bit* Mm?
QUATRE: Duo needs food. Pass it on.
TROWA: *looks over at Heero and regrets having to be the one to pass it on to him*
RELENA: ...to be built over the following five years, overlooking the monument to the previous Earth Alliance Leadership...
TROWA: *taps Heero on the arm*
HEERO: ...hn?
TROWA: Duo needs food.
HEERO: *growls* Why didn't he eat before we left?
RELENA: ...that will bear the names of all the soldiers who perished during the war. Surrounding this monument...
TROWA: Just grab him something, or he'll probably crawl under the chairs to get to it.
HEERO: Hn. *reaches over as subtly as he can and plucks a delicate, very posh-looking pastry filled with gooseberry sauce and creme de cognac off an ornate silver tray*
TROWA: *takes it and passes it to Quatre*
RELENA: ...there will be a memorial garden for the remembrance of the civilians. A different type of flower will represent each colony and Earth, but they will not be in separate gardens...
QUATRE: *takes the pastry, sniffs it, smiles, and passes it to Wufei*
WUFEI: *takes it and passes it to Duo*
DUO: *takes it and looks at it* ...what the heck is this?
RELENA: ...they will share the garden equally and interspersed, as a symbol of both our unity and diversity to be passed down from generation to generation.
AUDIENCE: *applauds*
WUFEI: You wanted food. That looks perfectly edible to me.
DUO: I can't even tell what it is! I won't eat it if I can't identify it! Trust Relena to have pastries from another planet at her party...
WUFEI: Eat it.
DUO: No.
WUFEI: Put it in your mouth and chew or you'll wear it home.
AUDIENCE: *calms down again*
RELENA: I have often pondered the meaning of peace on a personal level...
DUO: Oh God...I hope it IS poison, then I wouldn't have to listen to this...*sniffs the pastry* Isn't there anything chocolate?
WUFEI: *sighs quietly and takes the pastry from Duo, handing it to Quatre, whose eyes light up instantly* He wants something else.
QUATRE: *takes it, then leans over Wufei* Don't you want this?
DUO: I think I can do better.
RELENA: ...and I find myself asking, is it simply the absence of war, or is it something more complex?
QUATRE: Thank you! *starts nibbling happily at the pastry*
DUO: *coughs lightly in Quatre's direction*
WUFEI: *glares at Duo, holding a finger to his lips in a plea for silence*
QUATRE: *looks up* ...oh... *taps Trowa on the shoulder again*
RELENA: I thought to myself, perhaps peace is a state of being of one mind, but if it were, where would we find our diversity?
TROWA: What now?
QUATRE: Is there something to eat that isn't so... *looks at his half-eaten pastry* ...pretentious?
TROWA: *raises his visible eyebrow* I'll see... *taps Heero on the arm again*
HEERO: Hn?
RELENA: Then I thought, perhaps it is a state of being of one heart, but then, we would be faced with the same problem.
TROWA: He doesn't like what you picked out. What else is there?
HEERO: *eyes widen in anger*
TROWA: *holds his hands up in surrender* I'm just the messenger...
RELENA: The one clear thing I discovered is that peace is many things to many people...
HEERO: *angrily grabs something else off the tray, this time a square of marbled chocolate cake with mint green frosting, the same shade as Relena's dress*
TROWA: *takes it from Heero before he squashes it in a fit of rage and passes it to Quatre*
QUATRE: *takes the marbled chocolate cake and nearly drools on it*
WUFEI: *takes the marbled chocolate cake from Quatre and raises an eyebrow at him*
DUO: *snatches the cake out of Wufei's hands* Yummy! *eats it in one bite* Ohhhh, man, sugar rush...
WUFEI: *eyes widen in something akin to fear*
RELENA: ...to some it is simply a ceasefire, but not necessarily with the communication and understanding that we have all come here hoping to find...
DUO: Me want more! *tugs on Wufei's sleeve*
WUFEI: Silence! That's plenty until the speeches are finished.
DUO: *makes puppy-dog eyes at Wuffie-kins* Pleeeeeeease?
WUFEI: Sit still.
RELENA: ...some believe it means holding one's weapons at bay until one side breaks off the friendship...
DUO: *looks very sad* ... *gets an evil grin*
(Without warning, Duo slips out of his chair and drops silently to the ground. He crawls on the grass in his neatly pressed black slacks in front of the other pilots, making them each give a small yelp and pull their feet away in turn. Duo stops in front of Heero and sits on his heels, with his hands on Heero's knees.)
DUO: Lemmie have your chair.
HEERO: Baka! Get back to your own seat NOW!
DUO: That cake was TOO good! I'm addicted now and it's all your fault. The least you can all do is shove over one spot so I won't die from hunger. Is that too much to ask?
HEERO: *resists the urge to punch Duo in the mouth* Will you sit still and be quiet if we do?
DUO: *big grin* Yup!
RELENA: ...some others think peace is merely a facade that one uses to hide one's true feelings for the people of all worlds...
HEERO: *sighs and motions the others to get up and move down one spot*
ALL BUT DUO: *get up, crouching a bit, and move down one spot*
DUO: Arigato! *twirls around to face front and sits in Heero's chair*
RELENA: ...but in order to bring about true peace, we must all realize the true nature and devices by which that peace is brought about...
DUO: Geez, I'm saving myself from starving to death so I can be bored to death...*grabs more marbled chocolate cake off the table*...go figure. *gobbles cake*
HEERO: *glares at Duo out of the corner of his eye* Eat quietly.
RELENA: *realizes that her excellent view of Heero has been suddenly obstructed and nudges the podium the tiniest bit to the right* ...only with pure thoughts and sincere hearts may we achieve what we all so richly desire...
DUO: *offers some cake to Heero*
HEERO: *shakes his head, annoyed*
(Just as Heero refuses the marbled chocolate cake with the mint green frosting, a rather large bumblebee decides to avail itself of the offer instead, and hovers near the outstretched piece. Duo swats at the bee and it flies away, but his hand catches some of the mint green frosting and accidentally slaps it on Heero's lapel.
DUO: ...oops.
HEERO: *Deathglares* Omae o korosu.
DUO: *tries to brush it off* Allow me.
HEERO: *slaps his hands away* Get off!
RELENA: *scoots the podium a teeny bit more to the right, trying to see Heero more clearly* ...and it is desire that drives all humans towards happiness, though that happiness takes on many forms...
DUO: *goes back to eating, as quietly as he can, avoiding Heero's eyes*
BUMBLEBEE: *returns shortly and strangely ignores the entire dessert table, opting instead to perch on the large frosting stain on Heero's lapel*
HEERO: *sweatdrop*
TROWA: *spots the bumblebee* ...Heero...don't....move...
HEERO: *not moving, except for his mouth* I'm aware, Trowa, I'm aware.
RELENA: ...and as most people will tell you, whether civillian or military, true happiness comes from security, and security is a natural offshoot of peace.
AUDIENCE: *applauds*
TROWA: *nudges Quatre, eyes still on the bumblebee*
QUATRE: *clapping* What?
TROWA: ...gimmie your boutonniere.
QUATRE: *takes the white carnation out of his buttonhole* ...what's wrong?
AUDIENCE: *calms down*
RELENA: I also began thinking to myself, who among us is deserving of peace? *scoots the podium a little more to the right, forcing the photographers to shift a bit also*
QUATRE: *spots the bumblebee, eyes go wide, and makes a tiny little "eek" noise before clapping a hand over his mouth and hyperventilating through his nose*
TROWA: *takes the carnation* ...hold still Heero...
HEERO: *sits very still*
RELENA: Are not all creatures deserving of the feelings of security and happiness that others who have attained peace have taken for granted in the past?
TROWA: *reaches the flower towards the bumblebee, hoping to coax it off Heero*
QUATRE: *grabs Trowa's arm* What if it stings!?
TROWA: ...well, I don't know...Heero, do they sting?
HEERO: I thought the purpose of sitting still was not to find out.
RELENA: There are those who would say that peace should only be granted to those who have done good works equal to the benifits they would receive from peace...
TROWA: Duo!
DUO: *mouth full of cake* Whud?
TROWA: Do bumblebees sting?
DUO: 'Ow shud I mow? *swallows* ...how should I know?
RELENA: ...but peace is to be especially given to the innocent, regardless of good works. It must be shared equally even with those who appear to be undeserving...
HEERO: *is very still*
TROWA: *reaches in front of Heero, trying to coax the bumblebee onto the carnation*
QUATRE: I can't look...*turns away*
BUMBLEBEE: *steps on the carnation at first, but flies off as soon as Trowa's hand moves, choosing instead to sit on Heero's nose*
HEERO: *sweatdrop* ...nngh...
RELENA: ...to bring harm upon any creature, human or otherwise, may disqualify a person from being granted peace, but it does not mean they cannot be deserving...
TROWA: ...oh boy...
DUO: *notices the bumblebee* Whoa, that's a BIG sucker! *leans in so he's studying the bee and Heero's nose intently*
HEERO: ...Duo...back...off.
RELENA: ...and the philosophy of "live and let live", in my opinion, should be our primary rule, and must apply to all life equally. Without this basic truth, any peace would be a lie.
AUDIENCE: *applauds*
QUATRE: *tugs on Wufei's sleeve* Do bumblebees sting!?
WUFEI: *turns around, wild-eyed* ....what!?
QUATRE: Heero has one on his nose! Do they sting or don't they?
WUFEI: *leans over and looks at Heero, both eyebrows raised*
AUDIENCE: *calms down again*
BUMBLEBEE: *walks around in tiny little circles on the tip of Heero's nose*
HEERO: *muscles starting to get tense and sore from holding his position* ...nnnrgh...
RELENA: Of course, as wonderful as the notion of peace sounds, it cannot come without some amount of sacrifice. Compromise will be harder to swallow for some than the notion of setting aside all weapons...
WUFEI: *leans over and taps Trowa on the shoulder* Switch with me.
TROWA: *gets up and tries to squeeze past Quatre without looking too obvious*
WUFEI: *gets up and tries to squeeze past Quatre without looking too obvious*
QUATRE: *tries to ignore the two young and very fit male bodies trying to squeeze past him without looking like he's trying not to look*
RELENA: ...and the spirit of compromise is essential to the success of peace, as it proves that all sides are willing to give something up for a mutually-beneficial state...
WUFEI: *sits in Trowa's chair, next to Heero*
TROWA: *sits in Wufei's chair, on the end beside Quatre*
DUO: I'm suprised your nose doesn't itch by now, Hee-chan.
HEERO: ...nnrgh...it does NOW, thank you.
DUO: *tries to blow the bumblebee off his nose*
HEERO: That makes it worse!
RELENA: ...and so trust is built through sacrifice, and peace stems from trust. We must all be willing to give if we expect to receive...
WUFEI: *leans slowly over Heero and lifts a finger up to the bumblebee* Come here, little one...
HEERO: *holds his breath, nose twitching*
BUMBLEBEE: *climbs onto Wufei's finger, sensing his inner peace*
WUFEI: *slowly leans back in his chair*
HEERO: ....ACHOO!
(Some heads turn to look at Heero, and even the flashes of the cameras slow down. Relena tries to hide a smile, Duo tries unsuccessfully to hide a laughing fit, Trowa and Quatre just look straight ahead as if nothing's wrong, and Wufei stares at the bumblebee, ignoring the audience. Heero whispers a quick "Gomen" to the surrounding guests and goes a little bit red. A.N.: If you haven't been paying attention to Relena's speech up to this point, now would be a magnificent time to start.)
DUO: *snickers*
HEERO: ...hn.
RELENA: *still smiling slightly, glad she moved the podium in time to see that* It is this balance of give and take that we all must strive for...
WUFEI: Hmmm... *watches the bumblebee contentedly, as it crawls around on his hand*
QUATRE: *watches with hesitant interest* It's not gonna...
WUFEI: No, it won't sting you. *contemplates it* Goodbye, little friend... *blows on it gently and it flies away*
RELENA: ...and through this struggle we shall all gain new strength, a strength which will bring about *flips over a cue card* raddichio...uh... *looks at the cue card in disbelief* ...which will bring about...radical change. Um...this new era of peace *flips over another card* walnut...er...will not be possible without...without unity of...spirit.
(Relena looks at her cue cards with a small amount of panic, realizing that in place of her speech, there now appears to be recipes. Her paragraph on unity and strength, for example, has been replaced with the ingredients for a Waldorf salad. Half of her mind struggles to remember the words, the other half is trying to figure out how this could have happened. A.N.: *evil grin*)
TROWA: ...
WUFEI: What is that onna TALKING about?
DUO: I dunno, but I'm hungry again all of a sudden.
HEERO: She said "walnut." I'm sure of it.
TROWA: She said "raddichio" too...isn't that a kind of lettuce?
RELENA: ...and this spirit of peace *looks at card* apple...APPLIES...to all citizens...
QUATRE: ... *sweatdrop* ...uh-oh...
ALL: *look at Quatre, who blushes instantly*
HEERO: What do you know?
QUATRE: I was talking to Relena's chef b-before I went to get m-my suit...
WUFEI: Before she left to come here, or after?
QUATRE: Before...um...y'see, the chef gave me some recipe cards, for soups and salads and main courses, and I set them down on the counter a moment, and then Relena came down...she was on her way to get changed too...
TROWA: Oh no...
RELENA: ...to exclude even one person...um...would be a *looks* grape...a GRAVE error...
QUATRE: *sheepishly takes a small stack of recipe cards out of his jacket*
HEERO: *reaches across Wufei, grabs the cards and flips through them* "...strength brings about radical change...no peace without unity of spirit...spirit applies to all...exclusion a grave error..."
DUO: *grinning* Way to go, Q-Man!
QUATRE: I didn't know!! *buries his head in his hands* She must've picked mine up by accident!
RELENA: ...and would bring terrible *looks* melon balls...MELANCHOLY!...er...upon...the general...populus. *more than slightly panicked*
TROWA: What do we do? She's gonna bomb up there without these cards!
WUFEI: Just stop the proceedings and take them to her.
QUATRE: We can't! She'd die of embarassment!
DUO: She doesn't look too healthy up there as it is...
RELENA: *flips over another card* The grilling ordeal... *blink* ...the GRUELING ordeal ahead of us...is, um...is all about keeping our suspicions in chicken...in CHECK.
DUO: *looks around the grounds, as if formulating a plan*
(The reporters and some of the guests have begun to look at each other questioningly, as they puzzle over the odd turn Relena's speech has taken. Duo scans the layout of the place and discovers that the buffet tables are arranged in a straight line along the side of the audience stretching from his location almost up to the platform where the podium is. The tables are still heavily laden with leftover food from lunch. In one swift movement, Duo snatches the cue cards out of Heero's hands and ducks under the dessert table, crawling forward until he's as close to the podium as he can get without giving himself away. A good forty feet ahead and to his left is Relena.)
DUO: *waves at Relena and holds up her cue cards, smiling*
RELENA: *eyes go wide*
HEERO: Give me strength...
RELENA: *debates running down to grab them from Duo, but doesn't want to appear unladylike or flustered in front of the dignitaries, and especially in front of the reporters*
DUO: *reads a card, then sits up underneath the table, crossing his legs under him, pleased that he just fits without bumping his head*
QUATRE: Can you see what he's doing?
HEERO: He's being a baka.
RELENA: *struggling to remember bits and pieces* As our worlds recover from...from...
DUO: *crosses his eyes and mimes choking himself with both hands*
RELENA: *squints at Duo* ...from the stranglehold of the military...
DUO: *reads a card, then mimes rocking a baby in his arms and making googly faces at it*
RELENA: ...we will...we will nurse each other back to health! *feels relieved and smiles, as if this might just work* So, in conclusion, let us...er...
DUO: *mines pouring a glass of champagne and drinking it, complete with hiccup*
RELENA: ...
DUO: *drinks the imaginary drink again, emphatically*
RELENA: ...let us drink?
DUO: *frowns and shakes head, drinks his third imaginary drink and should be imaginary tipsy by now*
RELENA: Let us...*waving hands in a circular "thinking" motion*...drink, get drunk, er, soused, potted, inebriated...
DUO: *shaking head fiercely and pointing to the "glass"*
RELENA: *claps and points at him* Under the table!
DUO: *groan*
RELENA: No? Um...three sheets to the wind, pickled, stewed, liquored up, cracked a tinnie too many...uh...
DUO: *shakes head and scowls, waving arms to suggest they move on* ... *mimes putting two slices of bread in a toaster, pushing the button, and catching them in mid-air when they pop up*
RELENA: ...
DUO: *mimes buttering the bread and taking a big bite*
RELENA: Oh, a TOAST! *clears throat and smiles at the audience* Let us toast this new age...um...
WUFEI: *fighting back tears of laughter*
QUATRE: *head in hands* Oh no, oh no, oh no...
TROWA: *raises visible eyebrow*
HEERO: *just sits there with a self-satisfied smirk*
RELENA: *looks desperately at Duo again*
DUO: *raises his arms over his head with his fingers splayed out like claws, snarls, and growls like an unusually quiet grizzly*
RELENA: ...this new age, with...fierce? Ferocious? Ferocity?
DUO: *shakes head and mimes eating a few campers on holiday*
RELENA: ...with eating and drinking and...no, we've done drinking already...*squints*
DUO: *sighs, then gets an evil grin*
RELENA: *nervously* ...this...new...age...
DUO: *starts giving her the "eye" whilst seductively taking off his jacket and tie*
RELENA: *blushes* ...
DUO: *starts unbuttoning his shirt to the beat of imaginary music*
RELENA: Uhhh...strip? *really panicking now* No...uncover, reveal, uhhhh...taunt, tease, play games with...*gets a glimpse of skin, gets spooked, gets thinking REALLY fast* Bare. Bear. BEARING IN MIND...
DUO: *sulks, looking vaguely disappointed* ... *puts his shirt, jacket, and tie back on, then turns around to see Heero leaning over to look at him*
HEERO: *quickly sits back in his own chair and tries to look innocent*
WUFEI: *raises an eyebrow at Heero*
HEERO: Shut up.
RELENA: *sweating from embarassment* Let us toast this new age, bearing in mind that peace is up to us to create, in this...um...
DUO: *mimes licking an ice cream cone*
RELENA: *doesn't know what it is, and doesn't WANT to know* ...to create... *blurts out in one breath*...in this republic for which it stands, one nation indivisible, with liberty and justice for all. Thank you. *leaves the podium*
DUO: *scowls*
AUDIENCE: *look at each other and start clapping slowly, as if not sure what to make of the last few bits of the speech*
RELENA: *sits in her chair on the far end of the front row of the left-hand bank of chairs, coincidentally enough, right next to Duo's position under the table*
(The audience is glad to see the next speaker...who shall we say, um...the mayor! Yeah, sure, the mayor...going up to the podium. Mayor of what, you ask? Doesn't matter, I just need someone else on the mic for awhile. =^_^= Relena is red in the face like a cherry tomato, and about to rip Duo's head off.)
MAYOR: Thank you very much, Miss Peacecraft. And now, honoured guests, I'd like to draw your attention to...
RELENA: I'll destroy you.
DUO: Oh, now THAT'S original.
RELENA: Give me those cue cards! *grabs at them*
DUO: *pulls them away* C'mon! I want souvenirs! It's not like you need them anymore!
RELENA: I have to give this same speech in two hours at the convention centre. GIMMIE.
DUO: You want it exactly the same? Where should I sit?
RELENA: *leans halfway out of her chair and grabs the cue cards* IDIOT!
(Relena and Duo struggle for control of the cue cards, while a few members of the audience who are closest start to look at them strangely. Relena finally wins, but only because Duo chooses the most opportune time to let go, ie., when she's pulling hardest. The recoil sends her flying back into her chair so fast she knocks it over, plus the chair of the random dignitary sitting next to her. He falls over, knocking over the chair of the random dignitary next to HIM. SHE falls over, knocking...ah, well, you get the picture. Relena causes a massive domino effect that wipes out the entire left-hand side of the audience, all the way to the back row. Half the audience is now sitting/lying on collapsed chairs. The other pilots, having quicker reflexes, have jumped out of the way and are now sitting/lying on the grass. Duo laughs his head off and eventually bumps his head on the underside of the table, spilling some cheese fondue.)
AUDIENCE: *looks at Relena*
RELENA: *looks at Duo*
DUO: *points to Relena* She did it!
ALL: ...
MAYOR: Yes, well...*clears throat*...perhaps it would be best if we adjourned for the afternoon.
AUDIENCE: *pick themselves up off the ground and leave, muttering*
DUO: *gets out from underneath the table, and eats off it like it's his last meal*
RELENA: You little...*reaches both hands for Duo's throat*
HEERO: *runs up and stops her* Now, now...you're a pacifist, remember?
RELENA: *blinks, then screams in anguish*
DUO: Didja like the show, Hee-chan?
HEERO: Missed most of it. *looks sad*
DUO: *fills arms with miscellaneous foodstuffs* Aw, don't worry...talk nice to me and I might give you a private instant replay later. *nudges Heero with his elbow and winks*
HEERO & DUO: *leave together, all smiles*
QUATRE: Um...Relena?
RELENA: *exasperated* WHAT?
QUATRE: Could...could I have my recipes back, please?
RELENA: *narrows her eyes at him, fishes everything that isn't a speech out of her speech, and hands him a short stack of cards*
QUATRE: Th-thank you...*takes them*
TROWA: Bye. *shuffles Quatre away before she explodes*
WUFEI: ...that went well.
RELENA: Cram it, justice boy.
WUFEI: *snorts* It's hardly MY fault that you're panicky and disorganized. You should have taken proper care of both your problems before you left the estate to come here.
RELENA: *looks confused* BOTH my problems? What do you mean? What else should I have done?
WUFEI: You should have untucked your skirt from the back of your pantyhose.
RELENA: *looks behind her and screams*
WUFEI: *runs like hell*
Title: Why the Makers of Vaseline are so Frigging Rich
Author: Shushufangirl
Characters aren't mine, appreciate comments though. oh yeah I also do not own Vaseline, love the shampoo though
Warnings: a little Relena bashing, come on let a girl have a little fun. a lot of reference to sex but nothing really explicit….sorry. a really bad attempt at being funny. misuse of Vaseline's petroleum jelly
Pairings: 1x2 of course! 3x4, in later parts Relena+2, 6xnoin, 13x6x2 hehehehehehehe
Heero looked up and wiped his hands on the towel slung over his shoulder, that rumbling must be his lover.
"Waaaaaaai! I'm late!" he came careening down the stairs trying to put on his socks and shoes at the same time. Heero's eyes looked at him apprehensively then he saw it. Duo missed his footing and began to fall. His lover stepped in caught him in his arms preventing his face from molding with the floor.
"Heh, Heero-koi! Can't keep your hands off this sexy bod huh?" he winked. Heero just looked at him and let him fall to the floor. "Ow!" Duo got up rubbing his bottom. Heero looked at his lover, he was so damn cute he wanted to tear off all his half-worn clothes.
Hmmm that idiot was right!
"Gyaaa! If I'm late again Hilde will have my head!" he said looking at his wristwatch.
"Duo you own the yard." Heero pointed out.
"Yeah try to tell HER that!" he said buttoning his shirt "That bitch started putting penalties on late comers. And I have been late six times already so there might be nothing left of my paycheck at the end of the week." He said blowing air from his mouth and making his bangs flutter.
"How can you be late six times? Its only Wednesday!" Heero frowned not seeing the logic.
"Heh I'm not sure myself."
"…"
"Oh no, she is actually the one that handles everything, I just talk to the customers and help with all the manual stuff. She's the boss!" he smiled. He smoothed his hair and looked at his lover. Heero sighed, inwardly of course.
"Oh shit!" Duo cursed looking up at the wall clock.
"Duo…"
"No time Heero, maybe when I get back we can ruffle the sheets a little." He said picking his duffel bag and heading toward the front door.
"Duo…"
"Ok ok maybe a quick one…" he said pulling Heero toward him.
"No you idiot! Are you sure you're not forgetting anything?" he asked whacking him on the head.
" Lessee extra shirt check, wallet check, goggles its at work, gloves also at work…" he continues counting off his fingers. "First aid kit yeah its at work that’s where I steal our supply of Vaseline." he winked.
"Hmmm… keys to the truck check, Heero's picture check" he pulled out a framed picture of a scowling Heero from somewhere in his pants Heero-style, gave it a quick kiss before stuffing it back, Heero raised an eyebrow "Deodorant?" he sniffed his armpits. "cheeeeck! Ok all set!" he smiled as they reached the front door.
"Duo…"
"Gotta go love talk to ya later!" he waved but he 'eeped' as Heero pulled his braid and turned him around to give him a kiss, or rather he crushed his lips on his. "Oh yeah I forgot to get my lips bruised." He smiled when he got free of Heero's grasp.
He began to back the truck from their driveway Heero scowling as he did so. He got out on the street and began to accelerate. Heero was about to close the door when he heard the screeching of tires. He groaned. Duo backed into his view once more.
"Oh Heeeeeeroooo" he mimicked Relena. "Thanks for the sandwiches love!" he said dangling the paper bag Heero had shoved into his hands as he kissed him goodbye. Heero turned an interesting shade of red and slammed the door at the still dancing paper bag.
"Hahaa! Oh that was cute!" Duo laughed. Revving his engine as he waited for people to get out of the way before raging down the road.
"Hhhhmmmmm." Heero Yuy, first order spy for the Preventers, deadliest weapon alive, stealth operative, all around spying-killing-if-you-don’t-want-questions-asked kinda guy and housemaid for Duo Maxwell tapped his fingers as he re-read the mission on the screen. He was going to have to leave for Quatre's colony after lunch, kill a couple of terrorist, blow up their base, then return before dinner. Hmmm just enough time to have tea with the fags er guys.
"Good I'll be able to talk to Trowa and maybe if I'm lucky Duo won't even know I'm gone…" who am I kidding that bloody idiot calls every thirty minutes just to check up on me.
He sighed and prepared his 'spy-case'. Putting six handguns, four different kinds of explosives, a shotgun, his laptop, on second thought…he left it on the bed, his passport, two automatics, clips, detonating devices, a nuclear warhead, his wallet, toiletries, his own framed picture of Duo and a spare green tanktop and spandex shorts just in case. He closed his little attaché case, yes it all fit and took a shower.
"You're late!" Hilde greeted him.
"And a good morning to you too!" he smiled placing his bag on his cluttered desk.
"Oh and could you please stop exhausting our supply of petroleum jelly?" she said rummaging through the first-aid-kit, her wounded finger raised.
"I consider it beneath me to take office equipment." He said putting his feet on his desk.
"Yeah but you still do it anyway!"
"And what makes you think I take the Vaseline?"
"Who else would take it?"
"I dunno some crazy weirdo that has cravings for these things." Hilde shot him an oh-please! look and he gulped. "Besides what else is it good for aside from…"
"What did you say?"
"I said what happened to your finger?"
"I was doing an inventory when my hand got caught in the door hinge."
"That's what you get for being so stingy with the Vaseline." He mumbled.
"What?"
"I said I think I'll go home and eat lunch there today."
"Umhmm and put some of the Vaseline you stole into good use." He stuck his tongue out at her.
"Oh Heero! Well this is a surprise!" Quatre greeted him cheerfully ignoring the screams of agony and burning people running around behind his visitor.
"Hmm." He greeted stepping in.
"Just in time for tea!" he chirped.
Duo looked at the pot of unopened Vaseline he placed on the tabletop. Darn and just when I was feeling romantic!
He sighed and began to walk around the apartment trying to find something to alleviate his boredom and growing frustration. If only he knew where Heero's mission was but he took his laptop with him.
He stopped, on their bed lay the little black romance-killer! Heero must have left it behind thinking the mission would be over in a couple of hours. Duo bounced in glee plopping down on the bed and turning the contraption on.
It took him a couple of minutes to hack into the files, stopping for a moment and squealing in delight when he saw little chibi Duos walking around the computer screen. He finally pieced together the deleted mission file and found out his koi's location.
The bluish glow of the computer highlighted the evil smile on Duo's face and he let out an evil laugh to match his evil smile.
"We might put that Vaseline to good use after all!" he hollered in triumph pocketing his passport and heading towards the den to pick up the pot of petroleum jelly.
"Terrorists?"
He nodded.
"C23 explosives?"
He nodded once more. Trowa was a stimulating conversationalist!
"So…"
"So." He looked at his former comrade.
"Green tea or Earl gray?"
"Green."
"Ok."
"..."
"Duo?"
"Home."
"Loud?"
"Unbearably."
"Ok."
"..."
"One lump or two?"
"None thank you."
"Ok."
"..."
"Quatre's redecorating."
"I noticed."
"French Country."
"Oh."
"Nice huh?"
"Uhm."
"So you wanted to ask me something?"
"What makes you say that?"
"Coz otherwise you would've gone straight home to screw like jackrabbits."
"Perceptive."
"Thank you."
"I wanted to…"
"Yes…"
"uh…" he swallowed. "I wanted to know how to…uh…"
"Hmmm?"
"How to ask Duo to marry me." he dropped his eyes to the floor his face burning.
Just then Quatre came walking into the parlor, his frilly pink apron on with his matching bunny mittens, carrying a tray of cookies.
"What's new with you Heero?" he asked smiling.
"He's going to ask Duo to marry him." Trowa said putting down his cup. Quatre's jaw dropped and the two other former pilots were pelted with hot cookies falling from the ceiling as the tray slipped from the gurly man's hands.
"wha…?" he asked sitting down.
"I said Heero is going to ask Duo to marry him." Heero was too stunned to react.
"Oh my…" Quatre whispered, and just when Heero was starting to get suspicious Quatre's face brightened. "This is wonderful!"
Trowa smiled at his husband. "Oh what did you have in mind Heero?" the blonde asked. "I sure hope you weren't gonna point a gun to his head and threaten to shoot him if he said no." he laughed but when he saw the guilty look in Heero's face he stopped abruptly.
"Oh my!"
"I wasn't gonna kill him, just maybe maim him." he said defensively. The couple looked incredulously at the now furiously blushing spy.
"It's not done that way Heero!" Quatre huffed. "It's gotta be romantic!"
"How did you do it?" he asked irritated at the dreamy tone.
"Weeelllll we had candlelight, a string quartet, some champagne…"
"Some Vaseline." Trowa helped. But his lover just blushed and swatted him on the arm.
"This has to be grand! I won't let Duo's one and only dream to come true in some seedy hotel room with a gun barrel staring him down." Heero felt another jab at what he called creativity.
"Wait a minute!" he said trying to stop Quatre.
"I've got to call my florist, I know this caterer that is absolutely divine! Of course we could play for you in the background…"
"I haven't even proposed yet." He pointed out.
"Oh that’s trivial, put it in a fortune cookie or something." He said going off to make his gurly phone calls hiring a wedding planner to the yet non-existent wedding.
"A tip, get him to drink a whole lot of alcohol and drug him real good, that was how I was duped." Trowa said going after Quatre.
Heero sighed, well that was pointless.
He let himself out of the house inferring that they were already busy with other matters.
Vaseline sure is a profitable commodity.
"WAAaAh HEEEEEEROOOO!" he winced as he heard the familiar grating noise.
"Relena come closer and I will break both your legs…again!" he said.
"Is it true? Heero my love say it isn't so!"
"Whatever it is its true." He said turning away from her.
"Are you going to marry Duo on Thursday?" she asked. He stopped.
Geez word sure gets around! If the Preventers had her system of spies things would sure be a lot easier!
"Listen you psycho battleaxe get it through your thick head. I'm gay! G-A-Y gay! And Duo Maxwell is my lover."
"Duo Maxwell is the devil!" she sputtered and before the perfect soldier could react, Relena's bodyguards stunned him and they all drove away in her pink limousine.
***
"Hello?" he called as he stepped into Quatre's mansion. It was quiet and it seemed to be deserted.
"Odd, I thought that he would pass by here seeing as he isn’t home yet."
He wandered around the house and stopped as he came to a door with strange sounds coming from within.
"Geez it's three in the afternoon for crying out loud!" he said peeking in the slightly opened door.
Disregarding the fact that he had the same thing in mind three hours earlier.
After some time…
"Whoa! That little guy can bend!" he chuckled. Then something dawned on him.
Hey Heero isn't perverted enough to stick around and watch them, maybe I am but he isn't maybe he left already.
So he left the Winner mansion, the two occupants not even knowing that he stopped by and continuing to make the makers of Vaseline even richer.
Ok he isn't at home yet no one is answering. Where could he be?
He murmured putting down the receiver of the payphone. He sat on a bench listening to old ladies gossiping on the bench beside his.
"Yes, did you see that?"
"It was hideous…" at the mention of the word hideous Duo stood up, it could only mean one thing.
If there were hideous things lying about, say a pink limo or badly paired designer clothes it could only mean one thing…
"Relena!"
He ground his teeth. He knew where he was the moment his eyes fell upon the mirror on the ceiling and the plushy pink bed covering. His brain still fizzled, damn that stunner was good! I should steal one and use it on Relena when she becomes irritating again.
He sat up, checking if anything was missing. Damn they took all my James Bond gadgets! He surveyed the room, wincing at the pinkness of it all. His eyes fell upon a small table with candles and incense, ropes of flowers surrounded a framed picture and he cringed realizing it was his.
Geez this girl is whacko! I gotta get away.
"Heeeeerrrrrooooo!" he searched frantically for a weapon and ended up with a pink flower vase filled with pink flowers. Relena entered the room a tray of food in her hands. "What are you gonna do? Practice the art of Ikebana and bore me to death? Hahaha!"
"No I was gonna use the blunt end of the vase to bludgeon you to death." He stated. Relena swallowed.
"I don't think you'd do that."
"Give me one reason not to."
"Coz if you do Duo Maxwell will die!" he put down the vase.
"Talk."
"That collar you have on," she pointed at the pink furry thing around Heero's neck. "Is rigged so that if you step one foot out of this house your apartment, the scrap yard, Duo' s truck and everywhere else he might be in will blow up." She smiled sweetly.
"…"
"Oh don't try to take it off, coz you won't I had the best work on that. "
The best relative to whom? This was Heero Yuy we were talking about! But he decided he wouldn't risk it and sat down on the bed forming a plan of escape. Relena laughed and walked out of the room. Heero couldn't resist he threw the vase and got her right on the back of her head.
He grunted satisfied.
Duo dressed in a black turtleneck shirt, black leather pants, black doc martens, black socks…don't forget black silky underwear… uh black silky underwear and a black bandana tied across his nose came tiptoeing inside the Peacecraft mansion.
He had to wince at it…man Malibu Barbie gone horribly wrong!
The whole thing was pink.
Zechs came whistling down the corridor, two champagne glasses in one hand and a bottle of champagne (duh!) in the other. He passed by his little sister's room and he heard little welding sounds and as he crossed the doorway he saw Heero sitting on the bed twiddling his thumbs. As he went past the door he again heard little welding sounds. He backtracked a little and saw Heero still sitting on the bed. He continued again and again the sounds! So he decided to go into the room.
"So Yuy, I see she kidnapped you once again." He smirked leaning on the dresser.
"I am seriously thinking about pressing charges." He answered.
"Hmmmm I don't think that's wise. She is after all queen of the world." he said pouring himself a glass of champagne. "So I heard you and Maxwell got hitched."
"What?"
"Sure is a shame, that boy had an ass I could have slapped all day." He grinned. Heero's eye twitched. "And that mouth…must be mighty talented. Hmmmhmm. And those lips fuller than …"
"I…will…kill…you." Heero muttered as he got up on his feet. Zechs stepped backward once as Heero lunged for him, he stopped suddenly and was pulled back in the recoil as the chain attached to his collar reached its end.
"Hahahahaha Yuy, still haven't got to the wedding night eh?"
"What are you doing here? Shouldn't you be home getting whipped?" he said rubbing his neck.
"What are you insinuating?"
"That you are WHIPPED!"
"Noin and I are happily married…"
"With a gazillion kids."
"Seven kids, another on the way and I, for your information, am the man of the house! She does what I tell her to do!"
"Sure, sure."
"Hey! When I yell for her she comes running, when I tell her I am hungry she cooks a feast, when I want my clothes washed…"
"You use fabric softener?"
"Only on the coloreds the whites have to be bleached with scented bleach coz Noin doesn't like the smell." Heero raised his eyebrow in triumph. "Aww shit! I am not whipped YUY!"
"Where is Noin now?"
"How the hell should I know? She always leaves me with the kids, never takes me out anymore and she always comes home late! I have needs too! A guy needs a break once in a while!"
"There, there Zechs." Heero patted the back of the now sobbing pilot.
"Shouldn't you go home now and ask for her forgiveness?"
"Yeah maybe I should, maybe she wouldn't get so mad if….HEY! whatthehellyouthinkyourdoingyuy?" he asked pushing the younger boy away from him.
"I have a hot date tonight and Noin can kiss my ass if she doesn't like it!" he said getting up.
"Adultery is punishable by law you know. Noin would not be too thrilled."
"Hey maybe I really should…fuck you Yuy! I have a whole tub of Vaseline and I will use it!" He said bringing out the said tub.
"I didn't know Treize was here."
"Yeah and he's waiting for me so if you don't mind…"
"Uhmm, can I talk to him for a moment?"
"May I remind you that you are CHAINED to the bed and…and…" he just noticed the collar lying on the floor and a grinning Heero standing before him, well a Heero with a slightly strange expression that can be likened to a smug crack of the lips.
"This way you can call Noin and tell her your sorry."
"Yeah thanks man I owe you one." He said giving the glasses, the bottle and the tub of Vaseline to Heero while he scampered to find the phone.
Heero shook his head and made his way to Zechs' room closing the door and disappearing behind the corner just as Relena appeared in the corridor bringing with her another tray.
"Heeeeeroooooo!" she called bouncing into the room. "Look I made you something…" she smirked bringing out the cake laced with love potion.
She stopped when she saw the empty bed and collar. She turned around and opened her mouth to call for her guards when a hand found its way on the lump on her head and mashed her face against her pink cake.
"Oh shit!" she screamed as she emerged with half the cake on her face. "What have you done!" she asked her assailant who was now rolling on the floor with laughter.
"Oh Relena you should have seen you're face!" he said in tears.
"You idiot that cake was full of love potion and I swallowed near half of it!" she said wiping her face clean.
"I'd say you swallowed the entire half of it." he answered sitting up.
"Don't you understand! Now I will forsake my love for Heero and love you instead!"
"Wait a minute! Don't go making threats like that if you don't want to find yourself face first in a ditch somewhere no longer breathing princess."
"Oh my what am I supposed to do? Must I go against what my heart truly says and be forever bound to a man I do not really love?" she asked in the middle of the spotlight that appeared from nowhere.
"I'd beat you to hell first." Duo smirked in front of her.
"Oh Duo the man I now love, this body shall now be yours!" she said glomping him.
"Yaaargh! NOOOOOOOOO!" he screamed like a trapped animal.
"Make love to me!" Relena said ripping her clothes off.
"EEEEWWWW. I am so not gonna eat for the next twelve years!" Duo made choking noises.
"Come to me."
"Ok lets be sensible about this. I am gay and nothing will ever EVER change that!" he said shuddering.
"But now I am hopelessly in love with you!" Duo took the bottle of love potion that Relena used out of her pocket and studied it for a moment.
"Nah you can't be in love with me coz it says here this product was not tested on animals so it only works on humans princess." He smiled as he clamped the collar around her mouth and the back of her neck petting her and securing all the other knots he did on her hands and legs.
"Now unlike you I have the option to get laid and damnit I am going to get some!" he said closing the door.
"Geez Zechs what took you so long I am freezing my ass off here." Treize bellowed as Heero entered the room. Heero stopped, lying on the bed, very naked and very gay looking was the former leader of Oz.
"Yes Yuy?" he asked getting up from his very provocative position. And draping the blanket around his nakedness.
"I wanted to ask you something."
"Alright." He said twirling a rose in his hands as he picked the petals one by one and put them in his mouth. Heero stopped and looked at the weird display. "Well?"
"Ummm….well you see…I."
"Get on with it!" He yelled, his mouth full of flowers.
"Uh, how do you become romantic?" he asked suddenly unsure if he was asking the right person.
"Oh you sweet boy! You wanna be romantic for your first wedding anniversary?" the commander squealed in delight.
"I haven’t even…"
"Well what do you have in mind then?" he asked taking the champagne from Heero's hands and washed down the rose petals he just ate.
"Quatre said I should have candlelight and a string quartet. But Trowa said I should have lots of alcohol and lots of drugs."
"*Sigh*, children all of you." he smiled a little motherly. "This is what you do, you fill your house with flowers and cook him a nice dinner put a record on and hire a dozen male strippers dressed like bunnies."
Heero blinked twice…not bad, not bad at all.
"Yuy! You fiend how dare you trick me into…" Zechs came storming into the room but stopped when he saw Treize on the bed covered in flowers, a blanket haphazardly draped around his shoulders and drinking champagne in a favorable position.
"Yuy get out now!" Zechs ordered beginning to strip.
"Wait I am trying to tell Yuy how to get romantic!" Treize said from beneath the now naked pilot.
"Leave a trail of Hershey's kisses for him to find, at the end have roses, one for each day you've been together, tell him reasons why you love him and give him a kiss for every reason, lead him to a yacht and sail around the world and screw like jackrabbits." He said in one breath.
"Uh…ryoukai!" he said backing away from the two. He turned his back and was about to open the door when he remembered something, "Hey you forgot you're Vaseline…oh the hell with it." he said tossing the tub aside seeing as it was a little too late for it now.
Heero stealthily left the compound rigging the pink limo with enough explosives to blow it into kingdom come and back.
He laughed gleefully.
"uhhhhhh Treize yeah right there….oh damn you're hands….ahhhh those hands!"
"What hands?" Treize asked holding up both of his.
"What!" both looked down just as Duo's head appeared between them.
"Hey boys!" he grinned.
"Geez Maxwell!" Zechs' said jumping away.
"Listen have any of you seen Heero?" he asked sitting on his hunches.
"He left a while ago." Zechs answered.
"Ok thanks." Duo said winking as he turned to go. Treize grabbed his braid causing the boy to fall backwards. "What?" he asked.
"This could be interesting." The older man smiled.
"Yeah we have enough for everyone." The two naked men began to approach him. Zechs bending down to pick up the tub Heero discarded earlier.
"Hehehehe that sure sounds tempting but I gotta go find my sweetheart ta!" Duo said getting to his feet.
"Why in a rush Duo?" Treize breathed.
Suddenly a loud boom was heard and guards came flying through the window.
"That's my cue, toodles!"
"Heero! Heero you here love?" he asked going around the now melted limousine. He jogged around a little more but no one answered and he left the burning pink ruins crestfallen.
Heero sat on the shuttle heading back home, relaxing as he relived the scene of that blazing inferno that used to be Relena's house. Suddenly he sat up.
Oh shit...I still don't know how to ask Duo to marry me.
Duo watched the shuttle leave he just missed it. He sat on one of the chairs a pout marring his angelic features. He scowled as he watched a commercial for Vaseline flash.
"Mr. Maxwell?" the stewardess asked.
"Yeah?"
"There is a private shuttle leaving for your colony, would you like to hitch a ride with it? But it'll have to be in the cargo hold." She smiled sweetly.
"Whatever sweetheart I just want to go home and take a shower. A long one." He said rubbing his temples.
He shoved some boxes away to make room in the very crowded cargo hold. He began opening a couple of them when something caught his eye.
"Hey someone's gonna get married!" he squealed looking at the wedding dress that was on the mannequin. "Look at all these stuff! This guy must be loaded!" he whistled looking at the silver wear.
He fiddled the frilly veil and due to boredom he decided to try it on.
"Man I look goooooooood! Hmmhmmm!" he smiled tap dancing with the lacey ensemble. He tripped over something and cursed all the way to Sunday before looking at what caused his fall.
"Well isn’t this the devil's luck?" he scratched his head as he looked at the label on the box.
"Now what would they want with a year's worth of Vaseline in a wedding?" he asked as he began stuffing his pockets full.
Inside the private shuttle's very empty passenger area.
Quatre sat with Trowa toasting to a job well done. He took a sip of his champagne and looked at his lover.
"You think Duo's gonna be surprised?"
"Of course he will. After all the effort you put in he better." Trowa kissed him on the nose.
"There is one problem though." Trowa raised an eyebrow, his only eyebrow seeing as the other is lost to us forever.
"I showed them a picture of the happy couple and they thought Duo was a girl." he said agitation rising in his eyes. "They even made a wedding gown!"
"We can worry about that later." He smiled nuzzling Quatre. "From what I heard there is an awful lot of petroleum jelly in the cargo hold." The blonde giggled and was about to stand when the captain came over the intercom.
"Mister Winner we are approaching L2."
"Damn!"
Heero walked across the garden on their large property, scrap yarding and killing people were very profitable. He was still thinking about what to do before Duo got back from wherever the hell his lover was. Actually he should have been worried by now but he was so distressed at being at a loss as to how to ask the idiot to marry him. He walked aimlessly around for a while before stepping on something soft and mushy and very much alive.
"Uh Yuy." He looked down and there was Wufei beneath his feet.
"Chang." He said nonchalantly stepping off the Chinese pilot, he usually meditated in their garden. He was about to walk away when he turned back, hell he was desperate.
"Uhmm Wufei."
Wufei cracked an eyelid open. "Yes?"
"How…how can I ask Duo to marry me?" he asked his hopelessness evident.
"You just go up to him, tell him how you feel and ask him to marry you." he said closing his eyes once more.
Heero nodded and walked away, finally having a vague idea of what to do. He was suddenly cut short when some people dressed in suits began tackling him.
"What the hell?" he asked too stunned to murder anyone.
"Just come with us Mister Yuy its time for your wedding."
"Wedding?" he asked looking as surprised as Heero Yuy could.
Duo looked at the group of people scampering down the road.
I wonder what's up? Aw who cares, I'm gonna take a shower. Get some sleep. Fuck Heero and sleep some more.
He was about to enter the house when a similar group of people stampeded toward him.
"Hey! Hey!" he yelled as they begin to carry him away. "Who the hell are you people?"
"We are your wedding coordinators Miss Maxwell and we suggest you come with us now because we have no more time to dilly dally."
One word caught his attention and made his eyes widen. "MISS?"
Heero tugged at his white tuxedo. He really, really wanted to kill somebody. He looked at the people at the church.
Who are these people?
"Oh Heero I'm so happy for you." Quatre came up to him.
"Uhmmm Quatre there is one problem."
"Nope no problems! I have taken care of everything you just have the happiest day of your life!" he smiled going off to stand with the choir. Trowa grinned at him and flashed him a thumbs up sign before standing beside Qutre.
"Damn Yuy, you're fast!" Wufei laughed as he sat on one of the pews.
"Wait a minute." He called.
A distant wailing was heard and Relena came into view. "It is true! How dare you marry the man I love!" she said hitting him on the chest.
"What?" he asked confused.
"He's mine I tell ya! Mine!" Quatre's guards escorted her to the farthest pew possible as she continued wailing.
"Can't we throw the bride a bachelor party?" Treize asked as he and Zechs came close to Heero. Heero's fist twitched at the smug look on the older men's faces. Like hell they would get their hands on HIS Duo.
"Wait a minute." He called.
Suddenly bawling was heard and Noin appeared with her seven children. "Zechs! Where the hell are you?" she yelled.
"Here dear! I saved a seat for you!" he waved happily.
"Make the kids shut up!" she said massaging her temples as Zechs began coercing the kids.
Heero took a deep breath.
"Hey!" he screamed as these strange women began bathing him. "EXCUSE ME!" he shouted at the top of his voice. They stopped.
"Aren't you forgetting something?" he said pointing at his chest.
"Oh my!"
"Now do you get it?" he asked sitting up in the bathtub.
"I have one word for ya honey." Someone said.
"PADS!" they all squealed in unision. "Yeah I now a plastic surgeon very cheap, buy one boob get the other free! Would you believe?"
"Oh brother." He huffed letting them finish. Surely it isn't that small not to be noticed! Are these women whacko or just really genitally blind?
They shoved a dress over his head and Duo stopped looking at the gown. It looked familiar somehow…
They began putting make-up on him and putting flowers in his hair. And before he knew it a bouquet was put in his hands and he was put in place as his entourage began to line up.
WHO ARE THESE PEOPLE????
Heero sighed. "Wait a minute."
"Ok we are a little behind schedule so the wedding march has to be a little faster." One of the many wedding coordinators said.
"How fast are we talking about here?" he asked looking at the flower girls and bride's maid that he had never seen before in his life.
"Just go with the beat Miss Maxwell."
"Hey Duo you look great!" he looked up.
"Hilde! Thank God! Help me out of this dress will ya?" he said snatching her from the line.
"What and miss the reception? I am maid of honor you know!" she said taking her had back.
"Hilde have you gone mad?"
"Nah, you're the one in the dress!" she smiled.
"I don't know what's going on but you people are nuts!" he screamed.
"It's your wedding day hun! Smile!" she teased.
"Wedding day? I do not recall a proposal! An engagement! A bachelor party! Nor a freaking groom for crying out loud! And who are these frigging people!"
"They're the entourage now stop whining we're about to begin."
"Places!"
The doors opened and Heero saw the entourage, behind which was Duo…in a wedding gown.
"Wait a minute." He called.
"Ok here we go. Wait for my cue. And…" the band began to play a very fast wedding march.
"Wait a minute." He called as the music began playing, very fast.
"Go!"
They began careening down the aisle. Duo being dragged by the girls holding his arms and being pushed by the bride's maids.
"Wait a minute!" he called as Duo came running toward him.
"Waaaaiiii!" he screamed as he was shoved into Heero's hands. "Man am I glad its you!" he huffed. Heero spared his lover a smile he missed the idiot. (see pic above ^ ;P)
"Wait a minute." He called as the priest appeared on the altar.
"Dearly beloved we are gathered here today…"
BANG!
Screams were heard and people ran for cover. Heero's hand was raised, the gun still smoking.
"I said wait a fucking minute!" he yelled. The crowd grew silent.
Duo looked at him confused. "Uhm Heero?" he asked timidly. "What the fuck is going on?" he yelled.
Heero took a deep breath.
"Duo. Great sex. Nice smile. Great laughs. Best friend."
"Oooook I got the great sex part." He said looking even more confused.
"What I am trying to say is…I love you and I would like you to marry me."
There was a long silence, Duo blinking several times. Heero fingered the gun at his hand thinking if he should have gone with his original plan.
Then Duo's face softened.
"Awww Hee-chan! This is the most romantic thing anyone has ever done for me!" he smiled glomping on his lover. "Of course I'll marry you."
Heero sighed.
The reception was grand. Nobody died and the food was actually eatable. Not to mention the abundance of alcohol.
"Do you want to change?" he asked looking at his 'blushing bride'.
"Nah I like this get up, just right for the occasion." He winked.
"They don’t even know we're both guys." He muttered under his breath looking at the now tipsy strangers dancing around the platform they were on.
"Let's not ruin this for them." Duo winked. And then he suddenly laughed.
"What?"
"I just realized what they were gonna do with that year's worth of Vaseline."
"Hmm?" he looked confused. Duo just laughed and gave him a kiss. "Thanks Heero. That was wonderful."
And Heero smiled.
~end~
my friend chris made this and i thought i would put it on my site
Chapter one: Introducing the Captain
It’s the year 2195. I am Captain Chris Milligan I am six foot tall, with long brown hair I keep tied up in a braid most of the time, I have blue eyes, im usually found wearing a British Navy Captain’s uniform and also I am the captain and current owner of the HMS Glasgow there have been many owners of this ship before me. According to my parents god rest their souls about over 100 years ago this ship was named after a City which was on an island called Great Britain.
Now there are next to no islands left at all. I find it hard to run this ship alone, im only glad most of it is automated so I don’t have to operate everything. Although there are some major problems like fuel that’s hard to come by, armour the same, equipment finding that is very lucky and rounds but they’re never in short supply. That is including essentials which are very difficult to get hold of, unless you trade with a cargo ship.
Another Problem in this new day and age are Pirates. My auto weapons usually keep me safe unless something goes wrong with them. This has happened on one occasion and my body paid the price for it. To this day it still bears the filthy disgusting scars they left behind. The scars still cause me immense pain so much I don’t sleep much anymore. Some of the scars I bear will never heal more so the mental ones. I was fortunate a cargo ship went past and the pirates went after it and left me alone, but I’ll never forget them, the pain, the laughing, the jeering, the smell, there was nothing pleasant about my experience.
Over the last few days my phalanx guns have sunk over five small pirate vessels but no doubt at some point I will meet another big ship. I have one main advantage over most pirate vessels; I am a ship of war, they are like old fishing vessels etc. Currently I’m on course to a place the world before me called Pearl Harbour strangely enough the name hasn’t changed. There I should be able to pick up some extra rounds and armour for the ship.
“Let’s see, blanks are in the forward turret for entrance warning. Missiles are locked out, phalanx is online, so are sea wolves, torpedoes in the armoury same with mines and depth charges as well as my compliment of over five thousand shells.” A small alarm sounds. “Oh looks like we’re at Pearl” I walked up to the bridge, hundreds of small and large ships sat in dock all trading or being repaired. I sounded the warning siren then let off three blank shots. After doing so the gates to Pearl opened and I sailed the ship straight into dock as the quay side staff tied her up.
I was stopped at the quay side by the harbour master, “Excuse me but you do need to pay for docking sir.” I turned around to face him; my sword’s hand guard shone and twinkled in the sun light as did the buttons on my jacket. “Do I indeed?” “Yes sir which ship be yours?” “That one” and I pointed to her sitting there in all her glory. “Let’s say we forget about the fee sir, she is a ship of war after all.” The man laughed but I simply turned away. I walked along the harbour and I passed a pub where the sound of drunken laughter spilled from it. “Come on Spike me lad come sit on yer Uncle Captain Haddock’s lap.” With that I waked into the pub. As soon as I stepped in the music, chatter and laughing stopped and everyone turned to look at me. “It’s a marshal.” “He can’t be a marshal he’s not old enough he looks about his teens.” I walked up to the bar and sat down.
“What can we get you Captain, a dancer, a sweet, a play toy?”
“How about a simple drink?” The barman gave me a very sceptic look.
“We don’t usually sell drinks without you first buying some fun.”
“What the hell are you talking about?” The barman pointed over to a group of sailors some with more than one young boy between them. Then he pointed to a group of men with one lad between them all.
I flashed a glare at the barman then one of the group pinned the kid down onto the table sending bottles and glasses flying everywhere. With that I snapped I drew my sword and slammed it down on the table next to the kid. “Let him go.”
“You can’t tell us what to do.”
“If you want to live you’ll do as I say.” They looked amongst each other then stood up and drew their swords; quickly I grabbed the kid and threw him behind me. “Get to my ship it’s the big war vessel in dock five.” The kid ran and I took on the men slashing and slicing at them until they were all dead then leaving a bag of coins on the counter to pay for damages I left and headed back to the ship.
As I walked along the docks a crowd followed on behind me curious as to who I was and how I had come to be able to wield a sword in the manner that I did. After a short time they began to get annoying I lifted up my left sleeve, underneath was a bracelet with lots of buttons on it. I punched a few buttons and kept walking. Onboard the ship a phalanx gun moved and pointed at the dock towards the crowd behind me and fired a few shots once I passed and started to walk up the gantry.
As soon as I reached the deck the gantry retracted and the ship sounded her siren. The aft and forward ropes were untied by the dock staff and the huge war vessel steamed out of the port and back into open water. Once the ship was back under her own steam I set her course for a place called Banff then went looking for the kid I’d sent here earlier.
I searched the whole ship from Bow to Aft but couldn’t seem to find him; it wasn’t until I got to my quarters I found him lying down on my bed asleep. I slowly pulled the covers up over him and then returned to the bridge.
He was at least 5ft 6”, a great body for a kid, blue eyed, with dark hair.
I stood on the bridge binoculars pointing towards the oceans that lay before the ships bow, then upon the horizon a small dot appeared. “What the hell?” I went over to the radar and scanned the object to try and identify it. The radar came back telling me that it was a battle ship and a large one at that, my current advantage was that I had seen them first. I wasn’t entirely sure that my ship’s fire power would be able to compare to its. Either way I couldn’t take a chance. I quickly ran to the weapons room pulled some earphones onto my head and activated the weapons system.
The Phalanx guns jumped up into life, the sea wolves pod turned to face the battle ship and opened to reveal the sea wolves, the tomahawk launcher opened up to reveal the tomahawk cruise missiles and the depth charges appeared on the deck all along the port and starboard sides. They set themselves for the required depth and the mines also appeared accept at the aft of the ship.
The Battleship continued to approach at high speed, she then turned and she bore all her guns accept those on the opposite side of her. “So she does want to challenge us” Just as she prepared to fire I opened up with the five inch main turret. The battle ship took a direct hit to her number one gun. It exploded and burst into flames. As the two ships exchanged gunfire by what ever means I checked her out through my binoculars and spotted the jolly rodger flapping in the ocean breeze. “Stand by torpedo.” Four torpedoes loaded into the ships port side and locked onto the battleship.
“Bring her about twelve degrees starboard turn, all engines full ahead” The ships engines got louder and the ship began to swing round to her right. The ship then opened up her port torpedo hatches and fired four torpedoes at the battleship.
“Torpedoes away”, the four tubes skimmed just below the surface and struck the ship twice in the mid ship once in the Bow and once in the Aft. I turned the ship to turn tail and make her get away just in case we didn’t completely destroy her.
By looking at the view screen on the rear 5” gun I could see the now smouldering wreck sinking to the bottom of the deep. I placed my hand on the helm but as I did my shirt sleeve moved up revealing a scar that I hated. It was a tally of how many of those bastards who had gotten their way with me.
“Does it hurt at all?”
I quickly turned around to look at the boy I’d picked up from Pearl earlier. He was standing leaning against the doorway that lead to the deck.
“Only sometimes” I pulled my sleeve down over the markings and walked off the bridge. He looked at me as I walked past, it was a look of sorrow or as if he knew what it was and that he felt sorry for me. I smirked slightly then walked out onto the deck of the ship, the wind and the salt air licked at my exposed face as I walked along the open deck. Avoiding human contact is one of the many things I’m famous for. I walked along the deck and went into my quarters, upon entering my quarters I took my hat from my head and placed it on the hat stand along with my coat which seemed to slide off my back.
Afterwards I walked forward unbuckling my cutlass and dropped it down onto my bunk where it landed with a slight clatter. As I walked into the wash room and removed my shirt with my back facing the mirror cabinet, the cabinet shuddered and as if alive and knowing the whole ship groaned as I turned my head and ran a hand over the permanent scars upon my body.
As my hands moved silently across my body over the scars I closed my eyes and remembered every lash, every nail, every tooth, every blade, every smell and every sickening laugh and grin. I was woken from my flashback by a knock at the door and a young voice.
“Mister…ehm I mean Sir are you alright I could hear shouting.” I wiped my brow with my hand and realised that I had been sweating buckets. ‘Its getting worse now im shouting aloud during my flashbacks best respond’ I thought.
I went to the door and opened it completely forgetting about my naked torso and the fact that my scars upon it could easily be seen.
“Are you all…” The young boy stopped mid sentence and observed what he saw standing before him. His young hands moved slowly upwards and gently touched the scars and bare skin upon my chest, breathing in through his teeth making a sort of hissing sound he felt and inspected the scars beneath his sensing probes. It felt kinda nice his hands were so soft and so gentle it almost felt like a light breeze. Then suddenly he stopped and looked straight at me. “I…I’m sorry I didn’t mean to ehm…” He turned quickly and took off before I had a chance to try and stop him.
While listening to his footsteps running through the corridors one of my arms went behind me grabbed my hat, placing it on my head and throwing my coat over my shoulders then closed the door behind me as I followed the sound of his footsteps. After a while the running stopped and the sound of heavy breathing echoed throughout the ship. I stood still and listened in to all the sounds around me to try and find him. I couldn’t hear him very well so I started walking through the ship again.
I found him in a corner between two radar consoles. I took hold of his wrists and stood him on his feet, he looked down at the floor. I still had a hold of his wrists so I took them and placed his hands on my sides then let my hands slide up to his elbows and drew him slightly closer to me. As soon as his hands touched my naked flesh he looked up, his face bright red, after a short time of looking, well more like staring at what had just happened his hands slid right up my back and he presses his entire body against me gripping onto my shoulders not willing to let go.
I let my arms snake around him one hand resting on his back the other resting gently on his head holding it close to my chest. I tilted my head down and kissed him gently on his crown. Then the unexpected happened he looked up at me and deep into my eyes while I focused on his eyes he placed a hand behind my head and pulled me down kissing my lips. He held it for a couple of seconds then released me. It was a very gentle and prolonged kiss almost like he never wanted it to end.
After that I don’t think I needed anymore convincing he liked me and he liked me a lot. I scooped him up into my arms and carried him back towards my quarters. As I walked along the corridors my coat fell in a heap on the floor and the kid was now nestling himself into my arms as I embraced him.
Chapter one: Introducing the Captain
It’s the year 2195. I am Captain Chris Milligan I am six foot tall, with long brown hair I keep tied up in a braid most of the time, I have blue eyes, im usually found wearing a British Navy Captain’s uniform and also I am the captain and current owner of the HMS Glasgow there have been many owners of this ship before me. According to my parents god rest their souls about over 100 years ago this ship was named after a City which was on an island called Great Britain.
Now there are next to no islands left at all. I find it hard to run this ship alone, im only glad most of it is automated so I don’t have to operate everything. Although there are some major problems like fuel that’s hard to come by, armour the same, equipment finding that is very lucky and rounds but they’re never in short supply. That is including essentials which are very difficult to get hold of, unless you trade with a cargo ship.
Another Problem in this new day and age are Pirates. My auto weapons usually keep me safe unless something goes wrong with them. This has happened on one occasion and my body paid the price for it. To this day it still bears the filthy disgusting scars they left behind. The scars still cause me immense pain so much I don’t sleep much anymore. Some of the scars I bear will never heal more so the mental ones. I was fortunate a cargo ship went past and the pirates went after it and left me alone, but I’ll never forget them, the pain, the laughing, the jeering, the smell, there was nothing pleasant about my experience.
Over the last few days my phalanx guns have sunk over five small pirate vessels but no doubt at some point I will meet another big ship. I have one main advantage over most pirate vessels; I am a ship of war, they are like old fishing vessels etc. Currently I’m on course to a place the world before me called Pearl Harbour strangely enough the name hasn’t changed. There I should be able to pick up some extra rounds and armour for the ship.
“Let’s see, blanks are in the forward turret for entrance warning. Missiles are locked out, phalanx is online, so are sea wolves, torpedoes in the armoury same with mines and depth charges as well as my compliment of over five thousand shells.” A small alarm sounds. “Oh looks like we’re at Pearl” I walked up to the bridge, hundreds of small and large ships sat in dock all trading or being repaired. I sounded the warning siren then let off three blank shots. After doing so the gates to Pearl opened and I sailed the ship straight into dock as the quay side staff tied her up.
I was stopped at the quay side by the harbour master, “Excuse me but you do need to pay for docking sir.” I turned around to face him; my sword’s hand guard shone and twinkled in the sun light as did the buttons on my jacket. “Do I indeed?” “Yes sir which ship be yours?” “That one” and I pointed to her sitting there in all her glory. “Let’s say we forget about the fee sir, she is a ship of war after all.” The man laughed but I simply turned away. I walked along the harbour and I passed a pub where the sound of drunken laughter spilled from it. “Come on Spike me lad come sit on yer Uncle Captain Haddock’s lap.” With that I waked into the pub. As soon as I stepped in the music, chatter and laughing stopped and everyone turned to look at me. “It’s a marshal.” “He can’t be a marshal he’s not old enough he looks about his teens.” I walked up to the bar and sat down.
“What can we get you Captain, a dancer, a sweet, a play toy?”
“How about a simple drink?” The barman gave me a very sceptic look.
“We don’t usually sell drinks without you first buying some fun.”
“What the hell are you talking about?” The barman pointed over to a group of sailors some with more than one young boy between them. Then he pointed to a group of men with one lad between them all.
I flashed a glare at the barman then one of the group pinned the kid down onto the table sending bottles and glasses flying everywhere. With that I snapped I drew my sword and slammed it down on the table next to the kid. “Let him go.”
“You can’t tell us what to do.”
“If you want to live you’ll do as I say.” They looked amongst each other then stood up and drew their swords; quickly I grabbed the kid and threw him behind me. “Get to my ship it’s the big war vessel in dock five.” The kid ran and I took on the men slashing and slicing at them until they were all dead then leaving a bag of coins on the counter to pay for damages I left and headed back to the ship.
As I walked along the docks a crowd followed on behind me curious as to who I was and how I had come to be able to wield a sword in the manner that I did. After a short time they began to get annoying I lifted up my left sleeve, underneath was a bracelet with lots of buttons on it. I punched a few buttons and kept walking. Onboard the ship a phalanx gun moved and pointed at the dock towards the crowd behind me and fired a few shots once I passed and started to walk up the gantry.
As soon as I reached the deck the gantry retracted and the ship sounded her siren. The aft and forward ropes were untied by the dock staff and the huge war vessel steamed out of the port and back into open water. Once the ship was back under her own steam I set her course for a place called Banff then went looking for the kid I’d sent here earlier.
I searched the whole ship from Bow to Aft but couldn’t seem to find him; it wasn’t until I got to my quarters I found him lying down on my bed asleep. I slowly pulled the covers up over him and then returned to the bridge.
He was at least 5ft 6”, a great body for a kid, blue eyed, with dark hair.
I stood on the bridge binoculars pointing towards the oceans that lay before the ships bow, then upon the horizon a small dot appeared. “What the hell?” I went over to the radar and scanned the object to try and identify it. The radar came back telling me that it was a battle ship and a large one at that, my current advantage was that I had seen them first. I wasn’t entirely sure that my ship’s fire power would be able to compare to its. Either way I couldn’t take a chance. I quickly ran to the weapons room pulled some earphones onto my head and activated the weapons system.
The Phalanx guns jumped up into life, the sea wolves pod turned to face the battle ship and opened to reveal the sea wolves, the tomahawk launcher opened up to reveal the tomahawk cruise missiles and the depth charges appeared on the deck all along the port and starboard sides. They set themselves for the required depth and the mines also appeared accept at the aft of the ship.
The Battleship continued to approach at high speed, she then turned and she bore all her guns accept those on the opposite side of her. “So she does want to challenge us” Just as she prepared to fire I opened up with the five inch main turret. The battle ship took a direct hit to her number one gun. It exploded and burst into flames. As the two ships exchanged gunfire by what ever means I checked her out through my binoculars and spotted the jolly rodger flapping in the ocean breeze. “Stand by torpedo.” Four torpedoes loaded into the ships port side and locked onto the battleship.
“Bring her about twelve degrees starboard turn, all engines full ahead” The ships engines got louder and the ship began to swing round to her right. The ship then opened up her port torpedo hatches and fired four torpedoes at the battleship.
“Torpedoes away”, the four tubes skimmed just below the surface and struck the ship twice in the mid ship once in the Bow and once in the Aft. I turned the ship to turn tail and make her get away just in case we didn’t completely destroy her.
By looking at the view screen on the rear 5” gun I could see the now smouldering wreck sinking to the bottom of the deep. I placed my hand on the helm but as I did my shirt sleeve moved up revealing a scar that I hated. It was a tally of how many of those bastards who had gotten their way with me.
“Does it hurt at all?”
I quickly turned around to look at the boy I’d picked up from Pearl earlier. He was standing leaning against the doorway that lead to the deck.
“Only sometimes” I pulled my sleeve down over the markings and walked off the bridge. He looked at me as I walked past, it was a look of sorrow or as if he knew what it was and that he felt sorry for me. I smirked slightly then walked out onto the deck of the ship, the wind and the salt air licked at my exposed face as I walked along the open deck. Avoiding human contact is one of the many things I’m famous for. I walked along the deck and went into my quarters, upon entering my quarters I took my hat from my head and placed it on the hat stand along with my coat which seemed to slide off my back.
Afterwards I walked forward unbuckling my cutlass and dropped it down onto my bunk where it landed with a slight clatter. As I walked into the wash room and removed my shirt with my back facing the mirror cabinet, the cabinet shuddered and as if alive and knowing the whole ship groaned as I turned my head and ran a hand over the permanent scars upon my body.
As my hands moved silently across my body over the scars I closed my eyes and remembered every lash, every nail, every tooth, every blade, every smell and every sickening laugh and grin. I was woken from my flashback by a knock at the door and a young voice.
“Mister…ehm I mean Sir are you alright I could hear shouting.” I wiped my brow with my hand and realised that I had been sweating buckets. ‘Its getting worse now im shouting aloud during my flashbacks best respond’ I thought.
I went to the door and opened it completely forgetting about my naked torso and the fact that my scars upon it could easily be seen.
“Are you all…” The young boy stopped mid sentence and observed what he saw standing before him. His young hands moved slowly upwards and gently touched the scars and bare skin upon my chest, breathing in through his teeth making a sort of hissing sound he felt and inspected the scars beneath his sensing probes. It felt kinda nice his hands were so soft and so gentle it almost felt like a light breeze. Then suddenly he stopped and looked straight at me. “I…I’m sorry I didn’t mean to ehm…” He turned quickly and took off before I had a chance to try and stop him.
While listening to his footsteps running through the corridors one of my arms went behind me grabbed my hat, placing it on my head and throwing my coat over my shoulders then closed the door behind me as I followed the sound of his footsteps. After a while the running stopped and the sound of heavy breathing echoed throughout the ship. I stood still and listened in to all the sounds around me to try and find him. I couldn’t hear him very well so I started walking through the ship again.
I found him in a corner between two radar consoles. I took hold of his wrists and stood him on his feet, he looked down at the floor. I still had a hold of his wrists so I took them and placed his hands on my sides then let my hands slide up to his elbows and drew him slightly closer to me. As soon as his hands touched my naked flesh he looked up, his face bright red, after a short time of looking, well more like staring at what had just happened his hands slid right up my back and he presses his entire body against me gripping onto my shoulders not willing to let go.
I let my arms snake around him one hand resting on his back the other resting gently on his head holding it close to my chest. I tilted my head down and kissed him gently on his crown. Then the unexpected happened he looked up at me and deep into my eyes while I focused on his eyes he placed a hand behind my head and pulled me down kissing my lips. He held it for a couple of seconds then released me. It was a very gentle and prolonged kiss almost like he never wanted it to end.
After that I don’t think I needed anymore convincing he liked me and he liked me a lot. I scooped him up into my arms and carried him back towards my quarters. As I walked along the corridors my coat fell in a heap on the floor and the kid was now nestling himself into my arms as I embraced him.
