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"Endangered"Written By: Artemis Disclaimer: Gundam Wing and its characters are
copyright to Sunrise, Bandai, Sotsu Agency, and associated parties.
I make no money with this fic. Rating: NC 17 Warnings: yaoi lemon, sap Pairings: 6x2, implied 3x4 Summary: The pilots must separate to talk with
various colonies on behalf of GAIA. "Endangered" 2) The kiss ended slowly, reluctantly and then Duo was looking up into Zechs's ice blue eyes. "I love you...," he said softly, staring intently at him. "You're everything to me..." Duo closed his eyes briefly as he swallowed hard and calmed himself from the last remains of his climax and the separation anxiety he was now feeling. "There's so many things I want to say to you..." Immediately Zechs pressed fervent kisses to his lover's forehead and temple. "If it's too hard, it's okay, baby - you've already said it with your body. And you're everything to me, too, love. I love you so much." When Duo's eyes flew open again, he looked into them intently, then smiled. [He does make me so happy... and soon we'll be together again. Maybe we'll even get to fight side by side once more...] Duo smiled at his lover, always warmed by Zechs's words of love. "I'm proud of us, Zechs," he said as he reached his hand up and brushed aside some of the man's white blond hair from his face. "We worked out our problems and we're stronger than ever... strong enough to take separate missions and be apart for a while." [Strong enough to let go in the middle of a war...] Zechs turned his face to brush a kiss across his lover's palm. "I'm proud of us, too, Duo," he whispered back. "Yes, we're solidly together. Now we've got work to do to bring that peace in which we long to live... together." "Peace," Duo said a bit softly. He remembered back to when the peace had shattered... when his parents had been killed. It was the same for Zechs, he knew, but now they had each other. They had a future together... if they could make peace happen again. [We *will* make it happen!] Duo thought determinedly. He smiled then, thinking of his future with Zechs and seeing himself lounging on a sofa next to his handsome lover. "Oh, yeah... peace will mean lazy days loving you... that'll be very nice." Rubbing his nose against the chestnut hair, Zechs sighed with contentment. "Long walks holding hands... exploring little towns together... maybe even finding some work where we can be near each other... driving very fast cars... oh, and playing with our food in the very creative way that we do..." He chuckled, remembering their first adventure with a plate of baklava. "Making love on a beach..." Duo wriggled excitedly, hearing Zechs's vision for their future. "Wow, on a beach, huh? Sounds like something from a movie," he chuckled, petting a mass of the long, platinum hair. "I see us on motorcycles, driving fast out on the open road and finding a little inn somewhere where we could have dinner and spend the night... preferably in a room with a very big, comfy bed!" "Mmmm, with a fireplace," Zechs murmured, carefully running the fingers of one hand through the long chestnut hair, gently untangling it. "And a thick, cushy rug in front of it where I can claim you... maybe even a hot tub in the room..." "Oh, man," Duo said, feeling his groin begin to stir again. The images were very clear in his mind... a fantasy he knew he would hang on to for the duration of the war. "You better watch it or I'll be wanting you to claim me again right now!" he said with a little thrust of his hips. "We have people waiting for us!" A quick hand to a wanton hip pulled Duo against Zechs so as to minimize the effect of the movement. "Yes, we have people waiting for us," the older man agreed, grinning. "Now, where were we? Yes, and a little old granny will bake us pies and stuff us full of turkey and dumplings and tuck us in at night with huge, thick quilts with patterns of Gundams all over them." Zechs winked, deliberately teasing his beloved... and defusing the resurging sexual tension. "Ha! Well, so much for sex if a little ol' blue haired granny is tucking us in!" Duo said, laughing. [I know what he's doing, but I don't mind, I love it when he's playful!] "And Gundams on the quilts? Let me see... definitely Deathscythe and the Tallgeese, but I don't know about the others," he said, winking. "Deathscythe on the white squares, Tallgeese on the black ones - perfect!" Zechs teased back. "Hmmm, I wonder if Noin sews... we could get her started on it..." Duo just smiled and laughed. It made his heart sing to imagine these things with Zechs... even if it was only fantasy... but it did mean that they saw a future together. [That's all that matters right now]. "I bet you'd be quite the interior decorator... you're already designing quilts!" "The military will do that to one," Zechs replied smoothly, smirking. "Especially having to deal with the stodgy Alliance. No fashion sense at all." Then he winked at Duo and laughed out loud. "Will you listen to us? I think we'll turn the colonies away from OZ just by getting them to laugh more - it could work!" "Damn, you are quite the strategist!" Duo said, grinning from ear to ear and chuckling. "I knew there was a reason why I love you so much." Though Zechs's erection had softened considerably since they'd recovered, they were still connected just enough for Zechs to be able to give Duo a couple devilish thrusts before he slipped the rest of the way out. "At least two reasons!" he shot back with a smirk, then dove in to nip playfully at Duo's neck. "Oh, you know about that other reason, huh?" Duo asked with a chuckle. He whimpered softly from the loss of Zechs inside him, but the nipping was definitely nice. "Oh, yeah," he said, purring again. "Freshening up your mark?" "Certainly," Zechs replied with another wink. Then he stretched as he carefully levered upward, chuckling as they became "unstuck". "Oh, too bad, we need to get cleaned up again..." Then the chuckle became laughter as they sought to separate their somewhat floating hair. "No, Duo, you can't take my hair with you..." Duo's eyes widened. "Hey..." he said, as the idea started to form. "Why can't I take your hair? I mean... just a snip? Like in fairytales when lovers give each other something to remember each other by," he said as he stared wide-eyed at his beautiful man. "You'll be in my heart, you know that, Wolf, but it'd mean a lot if I could have a part of you with me physically. And I'd give you some of my hair, too..." Zechs stared back, then stopped the barrage of words with a quick kiss before Duo could start repeating. Then he straightened again, looking down earnestly into the wide, wondering eyes. "That's a wonderful idea, Duo," he whispered, then he smiled. "A lock of hair... That's appropriate, since our hair is what brought us together." The boy smiled, pleased that Zechs liked the idea. "Yeah, that chatroom... God, I was naive then," he said, laughing at himself. He had learned a great deal about himself and Zechs and the intricacies of being in a grown-up relationship since then... and it felt good. [I like whom I've become because of Zechs... he's made me a better person.] "Well, hey," he continued as he tugged gently on a strand of platinum hair, "let's get de-stuck and then do the honors." Smirking, Zechs removed the strand from Duo's fingers as he settled back on his heels, one hand already reaching for the snaps which held the webbing in place. "Er, not clipped from the front, though!" He released the mesh web and pushed it aside as Duo returned the smirk and pushed upward. "Don't worry," Duo giggled as he floated next to Zechs. "I won't give you one those awful regulation cuts! Just a quick little snip... you won't even feel it!" "Oh, that just reminds me of another good story on Treize," Zechs laughed, teasing at the fringe of hair around Duo's face as they sorted out whose tresses was whose. "I was your age... and of course one of the senior officers suggested to Treize that his newest pilot get a standard hair cut. I was already three years out of the Academy by then, had already gotten rather a reputation I'm afraid, and there was no way in hell I was cutting my hair! Treize had the unenviable job of trying to explain that I had 'religious reasons' for not cutting my hair. I've never seen him so embarrassed." Duo tilted his head as he listened to the story. He still wasn't entirely comfortable with Treize, but the man was one of his lover's best friends... so he would try. "I guess I owe him a thank you then," the boy said with a snort. "Maybe if it wasn't for Treize running interference for you, we wouldn't have met?" The thought sent a chill through Duo who then shook his head to banish it. "Nah! Like you said, you weren't about to let anyone cut that glorious mane of hair! Damn, I bet you were a hottie even then!" Zechs chuckled, carefully sweeping his long mane over his shoulders to flow down his back. "I don't know about that... I was pretty cocky. That was before the mask. I did wear these cool shades..." He smirked. "I suppose I was rather full of myself. Anyway... I've never really told you why I wear my hair long, have I?" "Oh, gosh, I don't think you did," Duo said, grabbing the wall to stop himself from floating all the way up to the ceiling. "I just assumed you wanted to keep your hair that way and could get away with it 'cause of that being royalty thing." "My father, King Peacecraft, had hair the color of mine," Zechs explained finally as they got clean and dry again. "He wore his hair long... and his beard as well. So I wear my hair long to honor my dead family." He laid a hand against Duo's cheek, his thumb stroking idly. "After I killed the Alliance general who'd directed the massacre of the royal family, I walked into the old Great Hall. There, beneath the massive picture of my father which is still there, I renounced my claim to my throne. At the time I thought I was too... damaged, too stained with blood to rule a nation." He smiled mirthlessly. "Of course, there was no one there to witness my statement. I suppose it doesn't matter now." "Zechs..." Duo said worriedly as he looked into his lover's eyes and rested his hand over the hand on his cheek. "You've worn your heritage for all to see..." [My Wolf runs so deep... he's extraordinary in so many ways,] Duo thought and then lifted his hand to filter through his lover's hair, smiling as it flowed loose again. "You've done your family proud. I'm sure your father would be pleased to see how you've honored him." Returning the smile, Zechs caught and kissed the hand, then released it. "Thank you for saying that, love. And thanks to you, I may be able to honor him all the more in our new, peace-minded efforts." He reciprocated in working to untangle Duo's hair further, then turned the boy around as he bade him sit so he could braid it for him. Such little touches of intimacy had become commonplace for them already. "You bet," Duo said, stopping himself from turning around to talk to Zechs as he spoke. He'd learned to still himself when his lover braided his hair... no small accomplishment for the wiry little Gundam pilot. "We can do anything we set our hearts and minds to, Zechs. I really believe that!" Duo's bright, optimistic words caused the older man's heart to ache wonderfully. "That's my baby," he replied gently with much love. "I love you so much, Duo. Please, do take my love with you." Despite his task, he leaned down to press a fervent kiss against the top of Duo's head. The boy gasped at the sentiment and the gesture. "Oh, Wolf," he said, tilting his head back and looking up to see his lover. "And I love you... I'm totally taking your love with me! You're my heart! Just like we promised!" As Zechs finished weaving the braid and tying it off, he laid it against the boy's spine, noting as he did that the end reached just to his crack. [Once this was longer and I could lay the tail against his bottom down to the top of his thighs,] he mused soberly. [I can't wait until we get this grown out again...] With a little pat to Duo's bottom, Zechs turned him back around again to face him, then slid both his hands to cup his lover's face as he bent close. "Just remember, love, this is all for the peace of the Earthsphere... and our future." His lips curved into a smile as Duo nodded, then he kissed him deeply and surely. [And I want that future,] Duo thought as he accepted the kiss and returned it eagerly. As their lips parted, he looked back up at his Wolf again, smiling sweetly, warmly as he took in the man's beauty and felt the love that they shared. "It's gonna be fine," he said, confidently with a little nod of his head. "We won't be apart long... not if I can help it!" "That's my Dancer," Zechs murmured as he released him, grinning. "Now, we were going to snip bits of hair... and I think I have just the thing to hold them in." He pushed off and floated over to a small end table, opening the drawer. He removed from within a couple of empty data disk cases, very slim and smaller than the palm of his hand. One would fit nicely in a pocket. Rummaging around, he found a pair of scissors as well. "This should do it." Zechs had been about to snip a long length from underneath the back, but paused to regard the artless tendrils around his face. "Actually, I take all that back," he said, winking at his lover. "Normally when this stuff in front bothers me enough, I hack at it myself. I think now is actually a good time." There was one piece on the left that seemed determined to poke him in the eye. "This should do, I think." Taking a deep breath, Zechs trimmed the offending section and then placed the 2-3 inch length in the case. "There, that should do it," he murmured, then, after snapping the case shut, he placed a little kiss upon it and handed it to Duo. Duo took the small case from his lover with the reverence of receiving holy communion. "Thank you," he said, barely above a whisper and pressed the gift to his lips. "I know just where I can keep this," he said and then floated over to his clothes and tucked the case into an interior breast pocket of his jacket. Next, Duo followed Zechs's example and took the scissors and selected a little hunk of loose chestnut hair at the end of his braid. He wouldn't snip off much... just a two-inch lock... so as not to make Zechs nervous. The man was powerfully devoted to his braid... an attachment that Duo wholeheartedly encouraged. He placed the hair inside the case, kissed it and then handed it over. "For you," the boy said, smiling brightly as his heart swelled with the symbolism of this offering. Zechs twitched when at first it looked like Duo was trimming his braid, but then subsided when he saw it was an errant lock, missed in the last trimming. An unwelcome reminder, perhaps, of the five inches of that glorious braid's length hacked off in anger in the desert outside of Cairo weeks ago. But this was *his* now, and it would be greatly treasured as such. "Thanks, baby, I'll keep it close to my heart," Zechs murmured, taking the case, then bending to kiss his darling Dancer yet another time. Then he pushed off a little and floated over to their clothes press. "At least we won't be wearing uniforms for a while, right?" He removed a set of clothes that he'd left after packing. It was a favorite outfit of his: pale salmon-colored shirt, maroon v-neck sweater, dark gray slacks. He'd been tempted to wear a white suit styled in the more traditional dress of Sank, but as yet, GAIA did not want to indicate any association with any individual Earth nation or colony. "Free at last!" Duo said with a chuckle, also pleased not to have to wear a uniform. He joined his lover by their clothes, picking up his black pants to maneuver into while he held onto the edge of a desk. He remembered how Zechs had raised one white eyebrow at him when he had laid out an all black outfit to wear. Duo had laughed at his lover's silent wonderment and then added a splash of color... a red turtleneck to spruce up his black pants, boots and zippered jacket ensemble. The red, of course, was for Zechs... one of the man's favorite colors. In moments, Duo was dressed and watching with undivided interest as Zechs fussed with the cravat at his neck. "You look marvelous!" he said, smiling brightly. "You'll stun 'em all... they won't know what hit 'em!" Finished with his basic ensemble, Zechs slipped on his - by now - signature long gray coat, the GAIA pin fastened to the lapel. "And you look pretty snazzy yourself, Dancer," he chuckled as he turned to regard his little man. He slid fingertips down the wide lapels and zippers of the jacket, admiring the look. "So, what are you packing?" "Yeah, now for the accessories!" Duo said, excitedly and pushed off the desk to float over to a dresser drawer where his weapons were stored. "Let's see..." he said, as he opened the drawer and admired his personal arsenal, feeling like a kid at Christmas. [God, I love guns and knives!] "I've got my handgun..." he said, turning around to show it to Zechs and then tucking it at the small of his back in his waistband. "A switchblade... and two knives." He lifted those out of the drawer and then put the switchblade in the front pocket of his pants and the knives into his boots. "And finally a lockpick... always a handy item." He held the pick up in the air, examining it against the light and then chuckled as he hid it in his braid. "And with Heero, I think I'm covered," he said as he drifted back to his lover's side. "The guy's a weapon in himself!" Zechs watched with a mixture of affection and a taste of wariness. [I have to remember, this is *my* God of Death now...] "Then, you're very well prepared," he murmured, selecting his own sidepiece from his dresser beside the closet. He examined it closely for a moment, then slipped it into its pouch which he secured to his belt. It would be hidden by the long coat. Now there was nothing left to do but pick up their bags and go. Hastily Zechs gave his long hair a last, quick brush, then reached for Duo's hand. "They're waiting," he whispered. The boy nodded a bit stiffly. "Ready," he said, and slipped his hand into his lover's larger one and squeezed. [Gotta get into mission mode... then this won't be so damn hard.] Zechs squeezed back. Together they collected their bags and left their quarters. tbc
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