Title: Stuck on You…Literally. Pt. 6/6
Author: Deathangelgw
Disclaimer: not mine, they are my toys! So, that
means…hahaha no suing!
Warnings: AU, slight OOC, SAP, fluff, humor, shounen-ai,
and language.
Rating: PG-13 people! Live with it!!
Pairings: hinted 3x4x5, 1+2
Note: AT LAST!! THE END IS NEAR!!! *snickers* BTW, for
those of you wondering, it’s a no on either the group orgy or the lemony 1x2x1.
Sorry guys. I need to keep my sanity. And the orgy thing was just an added
quirk I decided on for fun! ^_^
Feedback: much loved, thankies!
‘thoughts’
Duo sighed softly as he sat on his bed and stared up at the
ceiling. It had been two days since the ‘separation’. Both had gone back to
doing missions and just living, in Duo’s case. He had taken a three hour long
bath, wallowing in the sinful luxury with happy coos and a good book.
Heero had gotten three missions almost immediately after he
wrote to J, telling him he was back on. Trowa had gone with him on two of the
missions, since they required a team member. Duo smirked as he remembered
Quatre saying he hoped that they watched out for chemicals.
His humor faded as he remembered talking to Quatre later
that day. The blond pilot had asked him politely if he would be interested in
some…’fun’. Duo had figured it out rather quickly what that ‘fun’ entailed. He
had to admit he was honored (and more than a little turned on) by the thought
that his other fellow pilots wanted to be with him that way. But…it just didn’t
feel right.
Quatre had been real understanding, but had made it clear
that the offer still stood, if Duo wanted to take them up on it. He had to
admit….the offer was….REALLY tempting. But…he wanted to wait.
Wait for the right one….
Who happened to be on a FREAKING MISSION RIGHT NOW!!!
Duo sighed in frustration. Heero had gone back to ignoring
the braided man, like usual. It was like the past week had not even happened to
the Perfect Soldier. Like they hadn’t spent late nights talking about their
pasts or their likes and dislikes, or just about their views on what they were
on this blasted earth for! Duo growled again, ignoring the tears that were
threatening to spill. He got up and went outside. ‘Screw the jerk. I can live
without him,’ he thought angrily to himself, but a soft voice chided him.
*~~**~~*
Heero sighed softly as he came back into the safehouse.
The mission had gone well and he had left Trowa to finish up repairs to Heavy
Arms. He frowned as he booted up his laptop to finish his report. Trowa had
asked him in a fairly nonchalant manner if he had wanted to participate in a
little ‘game’ with Trowa and the other pilots. Heero remembered just staring at
Trowa mutely, too taken aback by the obviously sensual tone of his fellow
pilot’s voice.
He frowned again as he thought about the proposition. He
knew he had an attraction for his fellow pilots, but he didn’t really want to go
anywhere with any of them in ‘that’ way. There was too much at stake, and, even
though they may have taken refuge in each other’s company, he couldn’t afford to
let himself be distracted. He sighed softly and realized with a start that he
was saddened at his decision. He knew that he had been right in declining
Trowa’s offer, but he didn’t have to like it. Still, it heartened him that he
was ‘wanted’. Snorting softly at these unusual thoughts, he focused on his
report, finishing it then sent it off.
He went up and took a shower, all the while thinking about
why the fact that he was wanted made him feel better. Why would this simple
fact ease his heart? He didn’t know he had any of these feelings until…
Violet eyes, a soft smile….
He sighed softly and leaned against the shower stall. Of
course. You get close to the braided baka and he gets under your skin and
changes everything about you. Why did Duo affect him like this? He smiled
slightly at his thoughts. ‘Maybe it’s because he is so honest and caring…even to
someone as cold as the Perfect Soldier,’ he thought to himself in ironic
contemplation. He finished his shower then got out, drying off quickly. Images
of showering with Duo crossed his mind and he sighed again. Firming himself
mentally, he shook off the images. ‘I will do nothing until after the war…if we
survive,’ he told himself firmly, his eyes saddening as he looked in the mirror.
‘If we survive.’
Going back into the room he shared with the braided pilot,
his eyes automatically went over to Duo’s bed. The other boy was asleep, a soft
smile on his lips as he snuggled closer to the pillow under his head. He felt a
soft smile of his own cross his lips as he watched his uncooperative partner
sleep. Sighing softly, he slipped under his own covers and sighed again. Ever
since they had been freed, Heero had found that he liked sleeping in the nude.
He blamed it on Duo, but inside, he knew it was a secret relief….a symbol of
letting go of some of his inhibitions.
He laid his head down and looked up at the ceiling. He
tried to relax and let sleep take him, but he couldn’t. He knew his body was
dead tired from the multiple missions and should give in right away to
exhaustion, but he was troubled. He couldn’t figure out why sleep wouldn’t
come, but then he turned his head and found violet eyes looking into his.
Duo smiled softly and whispered, “Can’t sleep?” Heero
sighed and nodded. Duo turned onto his side, pillowing his head on his arm and
he smirked. “Would….you like me to sleep with you?” he asked softly.
Heero blinked at him. He felt confusion and something else
come through him as he stared into Duo’s eyes. Then, with a soft smile, he
murmured, “Hai, onegai?” Duo blinked in surprise, then smiled. Getting up
slowly, he went over and slid in next to Heero, snuggling close. Both sighed in
contentment as they held each other.
Heero ran his hand down Duo’s back and whispered, “I’ve
missed this, Duo. It’s been….so weird without you near me.”
Duo chuckled softly and murmured, “Same here, Heero. It’s
been a bitch trying to sleep these past couple of nights.” Heero chuckled softly
as well. Duo leaned back and looked up into Heero’s eyes as he smiled.
“Heero…do you….regret what we went through?” he asked softly and Heero frowned
slightly in thought.
“I….no, Duo, I don’t,” Heero replied softly, and then
blinked. ‘No…I don’t regret it at all…’ he thought to himself and he smiled at
Duo.
Duo smiled softly, his eyes filling with tears. “Me
either, Heero,” he agreed softly and Heero smiled gently, a smile that Duo had
learned was meant for him. Slowly, hesitantly, Heero leaned in and brushed his
lips across Duo’s in a gentle and tentative kiss.
They stayed like that for a minute, neither pressing nor
pulling back, locked in the sweet kiss as if defining their experience’s end.
Heero pulled back slowly and looked into half-opening eyes with a soft smile.
“Arigato, Duo. For teaching me that there is more to life then missions,” he
said very softly.
Duo smiled and replied, “You’re welcome Heero. And thank
you for showing me the other side of the Perfect Soldier.” Heero smiled and
nodded, then wrapped his arms around Duo and pulled him closer. Duo tucked
himself closer and sighed softly, drifting peacefully into sleep with Heero,
content.
~Owari
