Author: Deathangelgw
Disclaimer: the boys and their toys aren’t mine so no sue!
Heehee…I just get to PLAY with them is all….
Warnings: AU, fluff, humor, language, shounen-ai, sap
Rating: prolly PG-13 at the worst….if it gets worse I’ll
warn ya!
Pairings: well….no certain pairings….more like they are
all...hehe friends. But, hehe, the evil happens to….*drumroll* DUO AND HEERO
YOU WIN THE PRIZE!!
Note: I must give some credit. My ex-roomie and I thought
this up and just loved the idea! This is what you get when two people are so
utterly bored and plot some kind of evil! Oh, and FYI, it takes place during
the series…but no certain thing….ya know the drill….
Feedback: oh much appreciated….I think I am losing my
touch!
‘thoughts’
An explosion sounded throughout the base and Heero looked
up quickly. ‘Good. Duo got his part done. Now I need to finish mine,’ he
thought to himself, then went back to wiring the explosives in his hands.
Looking up as he heard footsteps, he saw Duo running to him, glancing over his
shoulder for followers. They locked eyes and Heero grunted once in acceptance
before returning to his work.
Duo sighed softly and rolled his eyes. ‘Why did I have to
get stuck with Mr. Anti-social?’ he thought to himself, not for the first time.
True, they made a good team. But Heero was just so damn STUBBORN. Cocking his
gun, Duo kept an eye out for any OZ soldiers that might get too interested in
what the two saboteurs were doing.
Heero grunted in satisfaction and picked up the remote.
Looking over at Duo, he nodded and they started to head out from the buildings.
They ran carefully, but swiftly, avoiding most of the groups of soldiers that
were running around looking for them. Buildings exploded swiftly as Heero
pressed the remote’s button. Duo laughed softly as he heard the soldiers cry
out, then was jerked back by an unamused Heero and they ran past some burning
factories.
But, when they stopped to check and see if the coast was
clear, some chemicals that were inside the building they were next to exploded,
sending them flying. Duo hissed in pain as his elbow collided with the ground
and Heero’s weight on him sent them rolling a few more feet till they came to a
stop by a non-burning wall.
Both boys panted, hidden in the shadows by the building so
none of the running soldiers saw them as they rushed to put out the damage the
two boys had caused. Heero noticed he and Duo were covered with a mixture of
chemicals, but upon his inspection, the chemicals didn’t show any nasty side
affects. Grunting slightly, he tried to get up, and then pushed at Duo. “Get
up, baka,” he ordered gruffly to Duo.
Duo grunted and replied softly, “What do you think I’ve
been trying to do for the past few minutes?”
Heero turned narrowed cobalt eyes to the braided pilot and
said softly and dangerously, “What?”
Duo glared down at Heero and replied slowly, “I’ve been
trying to get off of you. I’m stuck somehow. Is there something on top of
me?”
Heero leaned his head up and looked over Duo’s shoulder.
Bringing a hand up, he ran it down Duo’s back roughly. Growling softly, he let
his head fall back with a thump. “Shit.”
Duo’s eyes narrowed slightly and he growled, “Ok, this is
wonderful. Mind telling me just what happened?”
Heero glared up at Duo and snapped, “That building we were
next to must have been one of the ones with chemicals, idiot. We got some all
over us and now we’re stuck together.” Duo snarled softly and cursed then
started trying to get loose, wiggling his body. After a minute, he fell limply
against Heero, who sighed. Looking around them, Heero muttered softly, “Let’s
move.”
Duo leaned his head up and asked, irritated, “And how do we
do that, huh? We’re STUCK together!” Heero just ignored him and rolled them
onto their sides. Once there, he used his arm to lever himself up. Duo got the
hint rather quickly and followed suit, though it was more that Heero was pulling
him along than Duo moving. They got up and quickly found out that they were in
bigger trouble than they thought. The chemicals had seeped through their
clothes, eating away at the cloth and had managed to glue their torsos and hips
together. Duo growled, torn between embarrassment, anger, and taking advantage
of the situation.
Heero had other ideas. Sighing softly in resignation, he
grabbed Duo’s thighs and brought his legs up, wrapping them around the Perfect
Soldier’s thighs. Duo meeped softly, hanging onto Heero as Heero started
darting from the shadows, heading for where their transportation was outside the
base. He got them into the car after a few shots at maneuvering, and then sat
Duo down in his lap. He glared at Duo and growled, “Keep your head down out of
my way and don’t move. I need to drive.” Duo humphed softly and laid his head
onto Heero’s bare shoulder and remained as ordered: still and quiet.
They got to the safehouse that they were sharing with the
other three pilots and got out, again with much difficulty since Heero wanted to
do it one way, while Duo wanted to do it another way. They finally managed to
get out of the car. Now the trick was to get up the stairs.
Duo refused to be picked up again. “Are you crazy!? You
could hurt yourself! I’m no lightweight!” he shouted at Heero, and Heero
glared at him coldly.
“I can hear you just fine, now shut up. What do suggest?”
Heero asked softly and Duo humphed again. He looked down at their feet, and
then got an evil grin on his face. Bringing his feet up, he put them on top of
Heero’s feet and smirked at Heero. Heero sighed and started walking up the
stairs, letting Duo’s feet balance on his so they basically ‘walked’ together up
the stairs.
Duo chuckled softly, enjoying himself. ‘Who would have
thought I’d be riding Heero? Too bad it isn’t the other kind of ‘riding’…’ he
thought to himself, but stilled that thought. Mister Straight As An Arrow Yuy
wouldn’t like it too much if he felt a bit more hardness than was necessary.
They finally came to the top of the stairs and Heero opened the door.
Wufei and Quatre looked up in surprise, and then gasped in
shock. Trowa came into the room, looking curiously at Wufei and Quatre before
turning his gaze to the front door. Heero glared at them, warning them to stay
silent with his eyes, but Wufei slipped. He snickered softly and covered his
mouth quickly when Duo looked over his shoulder and glared at the Chinese pilot.
Quatre came over to them and asked out of concern, though
his amusement was being kept under better control then Wufei’s, showing only in
a glimmer of mirth in his aquamarine eyes. “What happened? Did the mission go
badly?”
Heero sighed and smacked Duo, who had been shifting
around. Duo glared at the cold gaze that met his own, then looked over at
Quatre. “Nah, it went quite well. We just got stuck in an
explosion…literally.”
Wufei burst out laughing and ignored the glares that were
directed at him. “You guys are worse than women!” he cackled as he wiped his
eyes and gasped for air. Duo growled and made to lunge for Wufei, but ended up
pulling him and Heero down into a heap. Heero cursed softly and glared down at
a sheepishly grinning Duo, then growled up at Wufei, who had started laughing
even harder. “This is too rich!” Wufei cried in amusement.
Duo and Heero rolled onto their sides and got up with
Quatre’s help. Heero glared at Duo, who had been ready to lunge at Wufei
again. Trowa sighed softly and asked, “Do you know what chemicals were used?
Maybe we can come up with a formula to get you two free.”
Duo looked at Heero, who answered softly, “It was a
combination of chemicals. I’m not sure which though.”
Duo’s eyes widened and he let his head fall forward.
“Great! Wonderful! If Heero doesn’t know what that shit was, then we’re
screwed!” Heero looked down impassively at the head on his shoulder, frowning
slightly, then shrugged his shoulder, moving the chestnut covered head, then
glared back at the violet orbs that glared at him in indignation.
Quatre looked thoughtful, and then said, “Well, we’ll look
into it, but it’s going to take time. Trowa, you and I can work on finding out
the problem and then the solution. Wufei, why don’t you help them out? They
could use a shower and…” But he was stopped by a squawk.
“AIN’T NO WAY IN HELL I’M TAKING A SHOWER WITH HEERO!” Duo
shouted and Heero sighed in resignation.
“There’s no other way, Duo!” Quatre said in admonishment
and Duo sighed loudly and rolled his eyes.
Wufei smirked and commented, “Unless you WANT to smell like
cow manure until we can get the formula…” Duo shot him a glare that would have
given Heero’s patented glare a run for its money, then he sighed and nodded.
Heero had quietly been listening, resigned to the fact that, whether he wanted
it or not, he and Duo were going to be REALLY close these next couple of days.
Quatre nodded as well then rubbed his hands together.
“Right, let’s get to it,” he stated matter-of-factly and they all went about
their jobs.
Heero ‘walked’ Duo and himself to the bathroom, where they
stood, looking at the shower in trepidation. Wufei came up behind them and
sighed softly. “Well, let’s get to it,” he repeated in determination. He
helped them get what remained of their clothes off, then unbraided Duo’s hair.
With a bit of fumbling, they managed to get into the shower without too many
hassles. Wufei then started the spray, setting it for a warmer temp and Duo
sighed in bliss, leaning his head back so his hair became soaked. Strong arms
wrapped around his waist, balancing him as he let the water soothe away some of
his frustrations. Heero leaned his own head in and got his hair wet as well.
They washed each other’s hair and bodies, getting over any awkwardness (which
was mainly on Duo’s part) and then carefully stepped out of the shower. Wufei
dried them carefully, then toweled out Duo’s hair. His smirk had yet to leave
his face and he chuckled every now and then. But, by then, Duo had learned to
ignore him and they went into the bedroom, which they were, luckily, sharing.
But then….they were faced with another problem.
“Um…Heero? What are we going to wear?” Duo asked as they looked into the
closet they shared. The safehouse was a fairly small house and each room only
had one closet per room. Their current stock of clothing consisted of spandex
shorts, tank tops, black pants and shirts, and white t-shirts. Boxers and boots
were on the floor of the closet. Duo and Heero looked at each other and sighed
softly. Looking around, Duo saw some sheets and said, “Hey…let’s go the Roman
way!”
Heero cocked his eyebrow at Duo and the braided pilot
grinned, nodding. Growling softly in resignation, Heero turned them and they
went over to the sheets. Fumbling a bit, they finally were able to wrap the
sheet around their bodies in a very lumpy toga form.
Heero fought down the urge to curse. ‘I’m stuck with this
baka for who knows how long…in a sheet…NAKED…can anything else go wrong?!’ he
thought to himself.
“Um…Heero?” Duo’s timid voice broke through Heero’s murky
thoughts.
He glared at the other boy and asked curtly, “What?”
Duo swallowed and mumbled softly, “Um…I have to go to the
bathroom.”
It just got worse.
TBC
