Beta: The awesome Shi-Chan! Thank you! –hugs–
DISCLAIMER: I don’t own Gundam Wing. It belongs to the rightful Bandai. I do not make money off of this either, so bleh! Go away you mean peoples!
Prologue
“DUO!”
The outraged bellow caused those milling about by the beach to pause to look at a boy. A mop of brown hair dripped limply onto a pert nose. Sea blue, almond shaped eyes narrowed dangerously, swirling with fury. A golden expanse of wet skin pulled tightly over a firm yet delicate body. Slim legs that lead down to feet were currently encased in water and sand. A two words to describe this creature? Tantalizingly gorgeous.
Heero stood sputtering, glaring hotly at his boyfriend who was currently laughing at his dripping form. They were at the beach: the pearly white sand invaded their toes as they walked by the shoreline hand-in-hand enjoying the view of the setting sun.
They had both been having a good time until Duo had decided that it was time for one of them to get wet – two guesses as to who was wet and the second doesn’t count. So he had run quickly at an incoming wave –dragging a confused Heero along– then had run out, leaving Heero behind, before the wave had crashed down. The result? One VERY wet, not to mention indignant, Heero.
As he stood dripping and glaring, he couldn’t help but feel affection towards Duo. The youth WAS his soul mate, after all. He knew that, underneath the idiotic and mischievous mask, there was someone worth fully paying attention to. A person who was the completely opposite of him, and yet made to be perfect for him.
A blue eye twitched and white teeth grit against each other as the Japanese youth watched the chuckling form on the shore…dry…while he was…wet… An angry tick by his temple started as Heero marched up the shore to his baka boyfriend, who caught on too late. Even as Duo turned to try and run, a tanned hand reached out and grabbed his braid before yanking hard.
“Aaaa-ITAI! Owowowowow!” Violet eyes turned to look pleadingly at the fuming brunet. He whined for affect, “Lemme go, Heeroooooo!”
The whining seemed to make Heero madder. His bangs shadowed the top of his face and his mouth formed into an evil smile. He pulled the braid down harder, ignoring his boyfriend’s pleads. The blue eyed boy gave an evil chuckle before speaking. Duo sweatdropped.
“Was this what you wanted, Doo-oh?” The name was drawn out and spoken sweetly. It sent shivers down the braided-haired youth’s spine. “You wanted me dripping wet and shivering in front of you?” Trying to ignore the pain on his hair, Duo scratched his head sheepishly as he gave a smile.
“W-Well…”
“Wrong answer.” The words were spoken flatly, and suddenly Duo was hurled into the air. He gave a surprised yelp as he crash-landed into the ocean.
Heero dusted off of his hands as he ignored the wide-eyed stares of the people around the beach. He stuck his nose up in the air with a little huff, stalking toward his beach apartment all the while ignoring the voice from behind him calling out apologies.
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Back at the apartment, Heero stormed into the room without knocking, then stopped in his tracks as he took in the scene before him. His two friends, the angelic blond Quatre and the lanky brunette Trowa, stood up against the wall in a ferocious lip lock. His blue eyes blinked for a moment before a slight pink tinge made its way to his cheeks. Biting his lip, he cleared his throat slightly while continuing walking into the room, unconsciously avoiding anywhere close to that area.
The couple sprang apart, Quatre stuttering out an apology as red spread from his cheeks down his neck. Trowa glared slightly at Heero for interrupting. The Japanese youth glared back. It wasn’t like he WANTED to have seen that. Seriously. For one, they were his friends. Two, he was NOT a voyeur.
Quatre seemed to notice the lacking presence of the braided idiot and asked, “Umm… Heero? Where’s Duo?”
An obvious tick started at Heero’s temple before he stormed off to his and Duo’s room muttering something about a certain baka and knives.
Quatre blinked for a second before shrugging his shoulders delicately. His face turned red once again as Trowa started murmuring suggestions for what they should do once they were in their room before leading the blond off by the hand to make good on said suggestions.
Duo arrived shortly there after, looking around cautiously – if a little fearfully. When he realized that no one was in the living room, he heaved a sigh of relief. The braided one knew that Heero was holed up in their room; probably on that computer of his doing God knew what. It made him shiver knowing that his lover was probably planning of his demise.
A sly grin grew on his face as he thought of ways to get out of his inevitable punishment. It would be enjoyable for both him AND Heero, and he knew that the beautiful blue-eyed youth would probably fall asleep without thinking anything more of punishment afterwards. The sly grin turned into a smirk. Yes, that would do it.
Taking off his shoes, he silently padded into the hallway and waited at their door. The braided-haired youth rolled his eyes slightly at the sounds coming from the door on the opposite side of the hall, quirking a grin upon hearing the furious mutterings of his lover. Lucky for him, the door was open, and he was allowed to creep into the room undetected.
“Fuck, this torture chamber costs a thousand dollars for a month.” He heard Heero curse, and Duo paled for a minute before taking in a silent breath to try and remember what his plan was. Mission Seduction, was it? Duo grinned again. He noticed Heero had already changed out of his previously wet clothes into normal beach clothes.
He stayed behind Heero as his lover got up and moved toward the bed. Amethyst eyes narrowed dangerously a second before he pounced, grabbing a hold of the dark-haired youth and pinning him to the wall between the door and bed. Heart crashing in his chest, Heero was about to open his mouth to yell for help before he realized that he knew the body that was currently restraining him.
“Duo no Baka!” he hissed. “Tell me when you come in. You nearly gave me a fucking heart attack!” He gasped as a hot tongue slid down his neck, arching slightly.
“Hmm?” Duo breathed. “And ruin all the fun? I think not.” He punctuated ‘not’ by nipping on the ear lobe like it was a piece of candy. Heero sucked in air as he felt the beginnings of a stirring down in his nether regions.
“I rather like these types of surprises, don’t you?” Grinning wickedly, Duo pulled up the fresh shirt from his lover’s body and teasingly drew small circles into the golden and taunt skin as he searched out those sensitive spots he learned of a few months ago. Heero gasped again, bucking backwards and hitting Duo’s growing arousal as he arched.
“Damn, Heero.” Duo held in his moan, breathing in deeply.
“Sh-shut up, baka! You’re wet,” Heero growled, slightly out of breath. “And stop tea-teasing me, damnit! If you’re going to fuck me, then fuck m-nghh!” His rant was interrupted by his gasp as Duo pinched his nipple and rolled it around. His head flew back and hit Duo’s shoulder, a sign that he was caving in. Still grinning, Duo looked at the neck as his mouth watered. Such a delicate, pretty, tanned neck. Very responsive-making too. Deciding that he wanted it, Duo licked at it again, nipping and sucking it, causing the dark-haired beauty in front of him to arch again as a moan filtered through the air.
Lightly chuckling, Duo looked at the short-of-adulthood youth in front of him with lustful eyes. Beautiful sparkling dark hair that could pass off as black connected to that deliciously tempting neck. Though Duo was behind Heero, he knew that those gorgeous blue eyes would be darkened with lust and that pretty pink mouth would just be asking to be ravaged. The body was spread out on the wall just for him, tanned hands trying to clutch at the solid wall desperately, cotton shirt pulled up to show a flat and equally tanned stomach with a small six pack. Then those limbed legs… Oh, it was enough to make Duo just come as he thought of them wrapped around his waist. He grinned. Heero would’ve hit him on the head for being such a perv by now. Luckily Heero wasn’t facing him at the moment, so it really didn’t matter.
As Duo stopped his attention on the neck, he looked up and saw that pretty pout on Heero’s mouth. Smiling, he leaned down again and kissed Heero, nipping at the lips and playing hockey with their tongues. He dominated for a second, allowing their breaths to mingle as he ate up the sounds Heero made, before pulling back to look down into the face of his beloved. Those pretty blue eyes were closed, lips still parted and Duo held himself back from kissing his lover senseless. God, what Heero did to him.
He stopped his hand and pulled back, shutting the door with his foot and propelling them to the bed, causing Heero to land on top of him in straddle position. Duo smirked as he saw Heero blink, eyes trying to clear the lust. He wouldn’t allow that, nope! So the violet eyed boy sat up and pulled that crisp-smelling shirt off quickly before diving straight towards the pink nubs on Heero’s chest. Nipping at them, he rolled his eyes upward to see his lover’s expressions with innocent but lusty eyes. Heero gasped and scooted closer.
Deciding that he didn’t like the sitting position, he flipped them over so that he was on the top while Heero looked at him from the bottom. Duo stared at him with a smirk.
“Let’s get rid of these, hmm?” He pulled at the pants, smirk growing more pronounced when he realized that Heero pulled up his legs to try and get him to hurry up. Mouthing his lover’s stomach, he pulled off the belt and swiftly threw the almost-dry swimming trucks away before his hand came into contact with the heated arousal of his lover.
Heero moaned. “Uhhh, nggh! Di-didn’t I-I tell yo-you to hurry up a-and- ahhh- f-fuck me?” Duo stopped his ministrations on the flesh in his hands briefly as he ignored the protests coming from below him.
“Hmm, do I want to continue foreplay or… Oh, the choices.” He chuckled as he felt the strain on his own arousal. Teasing Heero always came with consequences. “Oh well. I guess you get it your way this time, Heero,”
He pulled off his wet shirt and swimming trunks, shaking his head slightly before reaching under the bed to grab a small bottle. Looking down at the naked body in front of him, he allowed the love he felt for Heero melt into his eyes as he climbed back onto the bed. Heero looked up and saw those tender eyes, his own wonder seeping into his desire-filled eyes. Duo gave a half-smile to him before looking down to where he was squeezing the cool gel.
“I’m going to love you so hard, Heero.” He grinned at the cheesy comment.
“Baka,” The affectionate nickname ghosted out of his beloved’s lips and he allowed his real face to show, one so full of love and caring and tenderness, before he put his mask back on.
He winked before lying on his stomach, stretching his already lubed fingers to probe where he was going to put his… Before he could complete the thought he was whacked on the head harshly. He sat up with a half-glare, rubbing the sore spot with his non-wet hand.
“Heero!” he whined. “Damn it! That huuuuurt! The hell was that for?!”
“Duo Maxwell, you are SUCH a pervert!” A pout formed on those pink lips, though Heero probably would have killed him for thinking like that. “I knew what you were thinking just by looking at you! Damnit, can you NOT think like that when we’re…-” Heero blushed very slightly before lowering his voice. “-doing it?”
Duo glared at Heero. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” He grumbled as he rubbed the still sore spot, lying back down to his original position. And in a lower voice that went unheard, “How could you NOT think like that during sex?”
Heero glared at him. “Duo, don-”
Right when the other was about to go on another mini-rant, Duo lunged forward to grab Heero’s arousal and licked it, watching as Heero’s head snapped back and listened to the other moan with a devilish grin on his face, his purple eyes once again dancing with lust.
“I don’t know why you always insist on being so talkative when we’re making love, Heero. Of all the times when I don’t want to talk,” he said, rolling his eyes playfully before licking the head. He took his other hand and circled Heero anus with a finger soothingly as he put his mouth on the top of the mushroom crown of Heero’s penis.
He prepped him carefully, watching for any signs of discomfort as he once again swallowed part of Heero’s arousal, making the dark-haired boy go wild at the feeling of the tight, hot and wet space close around him. His three fingers searched for that one spot, and as they skimmed over a spongy area, Heero practically bent horizontally moaning for all he was worth, letting out a big moan.
“Damnit! Forget the prep, I’m ready! Just fucking FUCK ME, already, Duo!” Duo raised his eyebrow at the demanding command, before smiling indulgently and rising up on his knees as he lubed himself. He slipped down, giving Heero a sloppy kiss as he pushed inside, keeping still as he listened to the harsh panting of his lover. He sighed with a grimace as he tried to hold still, but DAMN, even after all of this time, Heero was still as tight as ever, still as hot as ever, and it was maddening not being able to move.
Duo looked down at the pain-sketched face of his lover and bent down to kiss him senseless, hoping to take him away from the pain. His hand snaked down to pump the now half-hard erection and gritted his teeth when Heero bucked into his hand. Damn, it just seemed to get harder to restrain himself every time.
Finally Heero stopped squirming, gasping with newly-found desire as he gasped out, “Hurry up and move, you baka!”
Duo complied with the wish, pulling himself out and pushing back in forcefully, unable to hold himself back anymore. Heero moaned loudly as he felt his love inside him once again, and couldn’t help but feel like this was how it was meant to be. They were connected, joined together as their souls mingled with each other. Their bodies strained for that small haven within each other.
“Ha…Nggh…Ah! There!” Heero practically mewled when Duo hit that spot inside of him that made him be able to not only see but touch the stars. His tanned limbs stretched against Duo’s pale ones as they thrust against each other, hoping to achieve that ultimate bliss, that precious place where the walls were no longer holding them back in mind, body, and soul.
Duo leaned down, still thrusting, and pushed his tongue inside the unresisting mouth. As he became a dentist with Heero’s teeth his hips rolled, causing Heero to push back for a breath and a moan. Another roll of his hips caused Heero to practically fly off of the bed, forcing Duo to forcefully grab his unruly hips as he continued to thrust.
Muscles strained, breath shortened, limbs tangled over and over. It was the never ending cycle of the primal dance. Sweat glistened on Heero’s neck and Duo attacked the already-covered-in-bruises neck vigorously. They were so close. Add the furious pumps on his throbbing erection and…
“Du-Duo… I-I’m cu-Ah-AH!”
“Love you, H-HEERO!”
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Heero closed his eyes to listen to the rhythmic breathing of his lover, curling toward the warm body. The strong arm around his waist tightened slightly, as if to remind him that he wasn’t alone. Smiling slightly, his lashes fluttered as he felt himself get sleepy. It was nighttime already, and they had worn themselves out from all the activities done.
He snuggled into the embrace of his loved one as he opened sleepy eyes to look at the moon staring down at them through the balcony windows. It’s pure blue light cast upon them, and Heero sighed with contentment as he burrowed into the soft pillows that held Duo’s scent.
Suddenly, the dark-haired youth shivered and looked up, and was struck by a red moon. It filled the room with its ominous air as it cast scary shadows around them. Fear lodged the scream in his throat and his heart trembled at some sorrowful emotion. No… NO! He couldn’t lose- He blinked to clear his eyes and it was suddenly back to the way it was. He burrowed into the covers a little, he convinced himself that it had been an illusion. Though his pounding heart tried to tell him the truth, he went back to sleep trying not to think about red moons.
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They were playing beach volleyball two days later. The sun was out, the ocean was blue, and everyone was up and about.
“Heero!” Duo shouted as he bumped the volleyball up. The blue-eyed angel smirked as he ran and jumped, bringing his arm up…down and smashing the ball in a spike that was practically unstoppable. Sand flew and a few girls nearby shrieked playfully as they were covered in sand.
Duo and Heero high-fived each other as they looked at the other end of the net where Quatre and Trowa were. Duo stuck his tongue out playfully at the pouting Quatre.
“Victory!” Duo cheered and he stuck his hand out making a V with his index and middle finger as he posed. Heero glared at him and punched him in the arm, hard. “Itai! Heerooo.” He rubbed his arm with a mournful expression.
As he watched Heero talk to Quatre about something, Duo allowed his eyes to clear a little. Yes, though he did put up with a lot of abuse from a certain dark-haired angel, it was DEFINETLY worth it.
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“Fuck.” Duo cursed his luck as he raced to the car, holding an unconscious Heero in tow. Quatre and Trowa followed behind him, along with a Chinese youth called Wu Fei. He looked past his friends to see the dark figures obviously trying to gain on them. Shadows. The fucking Shadows had found him, his soul mate and his friends. His amethyst eyes hardened into cold jewels that glittered with a sinister promise in the dark of the setting sun.
Duo knew what he had to do, which was why at the moment he was pushing the car’s keys and the unconscious Heero into Wu Fei’s arms. He looked down into the beautiful slack face of his precious keeper of his soul, eyes going dark once again with profound regret burning in his eyes before sealing all emotion from his face. He looked up at Wu Fei with blank but cold eyes.
“Keep Heero safe at all costs, Chang.”
Wu Fei looked at him with grief in his eyes even as he nodded,
“I will at the cost of my own life.”
Duo searched his eyes for a second before nodding briskly, turning toward the Shadows that were coming closer by every second. Unlocking his power, he allowed it to flow through him and towards the car, forcing the doors open with a whoosh.
“Go.” The single uttered word held a strong command, practically daring them to go against his order.
Duo closed his eyes and breathed in deeply for strength. He knew that sacrificing himself wasn’t a good solution, but what other choices did he have at the moment? It wasn’t like he could run away with Heero in tow, because the Shadows would track them and once again catch up to them in a matter of days. But if he was able to successfully hold them off until Heero and the others were long gone… It should be a good number of months, maybe even a year, for the Shadows to catch up.
His nose flared with untold grief as he thought of Heero and he closed his eyes at the onslaught of emotions running through him.
Damn it, Heero. I’m sorry it has to end after all we’ve been through. I didn’t mean to get your hopes up like this. But I will do whatever it takes to keep you safe!
His red eyes snapped open, and revealed a much crueler side of Duo. He smiled darkly, teeth bared as he darted toward the Shadows and his demise.
Goodbye, Heero.
The rising moon flashed red that day.
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