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" Stuck on You " Written By: 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 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’
Stuck on You Author: Deathangelgw Part 2 Duo slowly made his way back to consciousness. ‘Man what a dream! I thought I was on a mission and me and Heero got GLUED together…’ he thought groggily to himself as he came to slowly. Then, very slowly, he froze. Soft warm breath wafted across his cheek as he lay there. Waking up slowly, he suppressed a moan as he saw tousled brown hair in front of him. "Shit." Looking down, he saw the rumpled up ‘toga’ on his and Heero’s body. ‘Not a dream…shit.’ He thought to himself as he woke up slowly, then looked back up at Heero’s face. He looked closely at the sleeping face and smiled slightly. ‘Well, he’s much nicer when he’s asleep. Maybe I should keep him that way until we get free….’ He thought to himself in amusement. "Duo…if that isn’t a regular morning erection, you’re dead." Heero’s cold voice said softly and Duo meeped in surprise. Cold cobalt blue eyes slowly revealed themselves to Duo’s still somehwat sleepy violet ones. Duo quickly looked down and mumbled, "No, I think it’s the standard." His face was bright red in embarassment as Heero stretched long and languidly. ‘Does he HAVE to be so damn sexy?’ he thought to himself, then sighed. Yesterday had been quite the fiasco. They had figured out how to use the john, but only after some EXTREMELY embarassing manuevers. Heero had taken it all in his usual blunt way, not caring about propriety or modesty. There wasn’t much room for that, Duo had to admit. They were, afterall, glued from the front. Sighing softly, he tried to roll over, then got a soft smack on the head from an irritated Heero. Glaring, Duo rubbed his head and said indignantly, "Hey! What was that for?" "Quite moving around like we aren’t stuck together, baka." Heero growled out, wincing slightly. Duo looked down and saw some red marks from where he had tried to inadverdantly pull away. Mumbling an apology, Duo looked up into Heero’s eyes. ‘It must have hurt him real bad for him to wince.’ He thought miserably to himself and sighed again. "Well, we better get up and get ready. I still have to type up my report." Heero said, trying not let his irritation show. ‘This is going to be a LONG day.’ He thought tiredly to himself as he and Duo began to clumsily roll over and get up. The toga slipped off of their bodies and Heero suppressed a sigh. Duo blushed slightly and they bent together, grabbing the sheet and rewrapping themselves in the white cloth. After several attempts at trying to figure out how to go to the bathroom again, they headed downstairs for breakfast. Duo rode on Heero’s feet again, much to Heero’s displeasure, though he didn’t complain. They came into the kitchen and clumsily sat down into a chair, Duo once again straddling Heero. A soft snicker from Wufei received a deadly glare from the two, but nothing was said as Quatre asked, "So, how did you sleep?" "Terrible." "Fine." The other three looked at each other and shrugged, bemused at the mixed answers. Quatre smiled slightly and said, "So…which is it?" Duo sighed and said, "Quatre…we slept as well as we could, seeing as we are stuck together." Wufei snickered again and asked, "By the way…how in Nataku’s name did you two end up glued that way?" Duo blushed and Heero glared as he growled out, "The explosion caused us to land on top of each other. Nothing else." Wufei snickered and shook his head. "Whatever." Duo growled, "What, do you think we were going at it while on a mission?!" He meeped and blushed as Wufei started laughing harder and Heero glared at him. ‘Great…give him ideas. Not that I wouldn’t have minded…’ Duo thought, blushing harder and turned away from the laughed Chinese pilot. They finished breakfast, though the three other pilots were trying quite hard not to laugh at the two others as they tried to eat around each other. Duo kept on hitting Heero in the mouth with his hand and Heero was more than tempted to say screw it all and rip the braided pilot off of his lap, skin peeling or not. Finally, after a two hour breakfast (normal breakfast time being about 20 minutes), Heero took Duo upstairs while Wufei, Trowa, and Quatre started to work seriously on finding a solvent that would dissolve the chemicals that had ‘bonded’ the two pilots. Duo and Heero put on shirts and some strap on g-strings that Duo had in his ‘collection’. Duo almost burst out laughing when he saw a hint of blush crossing Heero’s cheeks as he stared at the flimsy underwear. But they both put them on, Duo explaining that they had better wear some kind of clothing down there so there wouldn’t be any ‘accidents’. Not that Duo would have minded, but it was hard enough putting up with Heero as it was. Friction needed to be eased….bummer. Heero sat them down at his laptop and, with Duo resting his head on Heero’s shoulder so he was out of the way, proceeded to type up his report. But, it wasn’t as easy as they had hoped. Duo kept on fiddling with stuff, so bored that he was very soon trying Heero’s patience with questions. "So how much longer?" "Hn." "C’mon Hee-chan, talk to me!" Cold glare. "Heero…when you’re done can I play a game?" "Shut up, Duo." Duo humphed and pouted, crossing his arms as best he could, which only ended up with him getting a cold glare and a silent command for him to get out of Heero’s way. Heero finished up his report and sent it in then received a beep from his laptop. Duo turned his head and watched with Heero as another mission scrolled across the screen. Heero reached over to the keyboard, but was stopped by Duo and a glare. "Heero…if you so much as DARE type in Accept…I will hurt you!" Duo snarled out softly, surprising the Japanese pilot. Heero stared at Duo, who continued, his violet eyes flashing. "We are in a situation that neither of us can pilot. Just type in Deny and we’ll explain it if they ask questions." Heero’s eyes narrowed, but Duo wasn’t about to budge on this one. Leaning back as far as he could, he typed in ‘Denied’ into the computer and sent it. Heero didn’t stop him, but when they locked eyes again, the cobalt were like ice. Sighing softly in resignation, Duo said, "C’mon, let’s go see how the guys are doing." Heero snorted softly and got up, then waited for Duo to situate himself onto Heero’s feet. They went downstairs to see how far along the others had gotten on finding a solvent. That night, with Duo sleeping calmly on his chest, Heero wondered just how long it would be before they were free. Sighing softly, he let himself drift off to sleep. TBC |
