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"Found"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: Alternate reality, angst, romance, hurt/comfort Pairings: 6x2, 3x4 Summary: A conversation in an online chatroom
leads to much more for two enemy pilots.
"Found " 7) Duo walked into the bathroom and looked into the mirror over the sink. "Do you know what you just did?" he asked himself aloud, shaking his head. "You just had virtual sex!" he laughed. [And he's calling here in twenty minutes.] Duo braced his slight frame against the sink and shuddered. That cyber chat was absolutely the most erotic thing he'd ever done. When he had found the listing for the chat room "Men for Men with Long Hair," he thought he'd have a little fun, maybe even get a chance to flirt... but actually have an orgasm just thinking about a tall, blond stranger thrusting against him? Never! [And now he's calling here... he's actually gonna call me. He wants to hear my voice. Wants to see if I'm as real as I hope he is. Shit, Maxwell, this is one hell of a ride you got yourself on.] With a deep breath he stripped out of his sticky shorts and jumped into a cool shower. Maybe this break was a blessing... if Platinum6 hadn't suggested it, Duo would have kept up their chat all night, losing himself in the belief that he could actually feel the man in his mind... on his body. And what was it about Platinum6's hands that fascinated Duo? Was it the mystery that the blond had fired in Duo's imagination when he told him he wore gloves most of the time? Or the challenge he presented when he avoided questions about them? "Geez, maybe they're deformed or something," Duo said aloud in sudden, horrible realization. [Wouldn't be the first time I stuck my foot in my mouth.] He let the cool spray of water calm him from the lingering affects of his intense orgasm, before drying off and heading into the guest bedroom Quatre had so generously provided. He had just slipped on a t-shirt and a pair of cut-off shorts he had made from an old pair of jeans when he heard a knock on his bedroom door. He puttered over to the door and opened it to find Quatre standing there. The boy's face was bright, but worried. "Hi, Duo. Just wanted to see if everything's okay. You've been in there a long time." "Ah, decided to do a little surfing on the computer. It's been a long time since I had the luxury of doing nothing." "I know what you mean." The blond Arabian grinned and then peeked over Duo's shoulder to see that the computer was still on. "Find anything interesting?" "You could say that. Hey... could I raid your refrigerator? I'm awfully hungry all of a sudden." "Sure, I'll go with you." Duo checked the clock on the desk and saw that he had eleven minutes before his tall, blond stranger would be calling. He hurried Quatre along. In the kitchen they dove into the refrigerator and made two large sandwiches from leftovers. "This is my favorite meal," Duo grinned and took a bite. "Sandwiches?" "No... leftovers," he corrected. When he had lived at the orphanage on Colony L2, he had formed a good relationship with the cook who would let him *sneak* into the kitchen for a late night snack. "Well... gotta go," Duo told Quatre. "Where are you going? We haven't had a chance to talk," Quatre said, pleading. "Sorry, buddy, gotta date with the computer. Hope you don't mind. I'll see you in the morning," he said and winked. "All--all right," Quatre said and then waved goodnight as Duo hurried back to his room. With his braid bouncing on his back and his half eaten sandwich in hand, Duo could hear the computer phone ringing as he opened the door to his room. "Shit!" he shouted and ran across the tiled floor. [How long has it been ringing?...]
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