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"A Time for Us"Written By: Jewel of Hell Disclaimer: Don't own nothin' but these words Rating: NC 17 Warnings: Romance/Tragedy, Angst, yaoi, lemon, language, violence, blood feud, forbidden love Pairings: 1x2, others Summary: The Maxwells and Yuys are two powerful
noble families that have been fighting for generations. Heero and
Duo are no exception. However, one fateful night changes everything
for the young heirs-a Romeo and Juliet tale with a twist. " A Time for Us"
Every Time You Smile Duo woke that morning with something of a sour temperament. Perhaps sour was a strong word, because he was insanely happy. But today was the last day of their holiday, and did he ever not want to return to the real world. In fact he'd never not wanted something so strongly in his life. He didn't want to have to pretend nothing had happened. He didn't want to pretend nothing had changed. He didn't want to pretend he was a typical Maxwell who hated the Yuys. He didn't want to have to forget this magical holiday or make up lies about it. All he wanted was . . . peace. Just a world where he and Heero were free to love. To hold hands. To be in the same room expressing tenderness without fear of someone walking in and dying on the spot from the hideous shock of it all. He just wanted to be with Heero. "Most people are just looking for something to believe in." Damia said that often. It was the one thing she was known most for, in fact. Many, many people had come to believe in her because of it. They trusted her to tell the truth. Of everyone in the world, she would be the only one Duo would ever trust with his budding feelings for Heero. And those all by themselves were enough to keep Duo's rarely-introspective mind busy for fifty-six thousand years or more. What exactly were his feelings for Heero? Friendship, certainly. He never would have guessed Heero could make such a wonderful friend. Before he'd thought the boy was emotionless and cold, his eyes blank slates that gave away absolutely nothing. Duo had never considered that might be because Heero so closely hid what he felt and thought. He'd accepted the mask at face value because hey, the kid was a Yuy. He had no business delving into the psyche of his future worst-enemy. And now he knew the truth. Heero wasn't emotionless. In fact he felt things very deeply. He just also hid them very deeply. Duo had also been somewhat surprised to learn that Heero was an extremely good listener, and his insights had shown Duo a sensitive, tender side to the boy he'd never known before. In fact, Duo had never met a more gentle soul. And what a paradox! Heero was also the strongest person Duo had ever met. Several times over the last few days he'd lifted Duo and carried him as though he were a featherweight. God, there were so many things about Heero he simply adored. Heero was deeply introspective, Duo's perfect opposite. He preferred to observe rather than jump in and experience. In fact Duo was having a hard time thinking of anything about Heero he didn't love. He was bold. Duo was (peculiarly enough) quite shy about all things sexual. He couldn't bring himself to initiate more than heated kisses. But where he left off, Heero began. His friend was more than willing to take them into more intimate territories, and he seemed to know exactly what to do to drive Duo out of his mind with passion and pleasure. Last night, for instance . . . Long past the point of shyness now, Duo twisted under Heero's hold, eager to touch that golden skin, to feel its smoothness. But Heero grabbed both his wrists and gently but forcefully pinned them to the bed beside his head. His mouth never ceased in its mapping of Duo's skin. Long swipes of his tongue. Sharp bites. Gentle kisses to soothe the sting. Duo was writhing, and Heero was relentless. And he was slowly trailing down. Duo never noticed when his friend released him for favor of stroking his narrow hips, those clever hands massaging the backs of his thighs and moving both inward and upward. The pressure encouraged him to open his legs with no conscious decision to do so, and suddenly he was drowning in the most incredible sensation Heero had induced yet. God . . . oh, god . . . Heero had just . . . his head snapped backward in response, back arching until the strain physically hurt as his hips surged up. Heero's lips closed around him tightly, so hot and perfect as he sucked. Duo's hands fisted in the sheets, perspiration beading on his skin and sliding down his face. "He . . . Heero . . ." he could barely force out from a constricting throat. Heero swallowed in reply. Duo felt his face warming pleasantly at the memory. When Heero brought him to completion he'd thought his best friend had sucked his life force out of him. He hadn't been able to move for quite some time, and Heero lay beside him for the duration. Stroking his hair away from his face. Smiling. God, but there was something about Heero's smile. It made his knees weak and his muscles watery. It made his eyes go from cold, beautiful cobalt gems to warm pools that an unwitting person could so easily drown in. Duo drowned every time Heero smiled, and he never tried to find the surface. It was as though the walls surrounding Heero's heart suddenly lowered, allowing Duo to slip inside and see into the deepest parts of him. Places, he knew, very few ever saw. It made him feel honored. Special. Lucky. Giddy. Deliriously happy. He was relatively certain he would give Heero anything he asked, because no one had ever made him feel like this. There were many people he loved, of course. That affection was something Duo gave freely. But he'd never before been in love. And that was different altogether. Duo's heart suddenly started racing. In love? Did I really just think that? Dear god, did I really just feel that so easily? Am I really in love with Heero Yuy? There came no dread with that inquiry. No unexpected fear or shock or any other negative emotion. Rather a kind of curiosity filled him. He really didn't know. He had no idea. Having never been in love before there was nothing with which to compare. All he knew was he cherished these feelings, and he would just about rather die than give them up. Than give Heero up. "Finally awake?" a by now familiar voice murmured in his ear. He never got the chance to feel startled as warm arms surrounded him, pulling him close to an equally warm body. That had his heart beating all new rhythms as Heero gave him the sweetest-possible good-morning kiss. Smiling, he tucked his head under Heero's chin. Their bodies fit together perfectly. If he'd been even an inch taller this position would have been too awkward. It was as though they were made for each other. "How long have you been watching me?" he asked, voice muffled in Heero's neck. "Since I woke, right about dawn," Heero told him freely. "Yuck," Duo mumbled. "What is it with you and those damn hours? You can't be human." "Just because you're a vampire . . ." Giggling, Duo bit the skin so easily accessible. Heero made a funny sound, and Duo abruptly sobered. "We have to go home today," he whispered. "I know," came the equally soft reply. "I don't want to leave." "I know." "Heero, can't we . . . run away or something? Find a place where no one can find us? A place where . . . we don't have to pretend." He heard the smile in Heero's voice, so he pulled away to see it. "Maybe in a few years when we graduate MY," his friend said. "I know this is just as important to you. And who knows. Maybe by then your sister will have worked out the tensions between our families. She's very determined." Duo sighed and rested his head on Heero's shoulder. "She's also an ant trying to move a mountain," he pointed out. "Damn it, why do people have to be so fucking thick-headed? It's not fair that our stupid parents are the reason we have to stay apart!" Heero gripped his chin, tipping it up and giving him a hard, deep kiss. When he pulled away Duo was flushed and breathless. "Don't think about that," he breathed against Duo's lips. "Not yet. We've got several hours before we have to leave. Let's just spend that time together. No reality. Not yet." Duo's eyes slid shut, blocking out the tears that threatened to fall. "Okay." When he opened them, Heero was smiling again. He really
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