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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"
This Awakening Feeling Duo woke with a start and looked around in confusion. He didn't remember going to bed. Considering, he dredged up last night. He and Heero hadn't done much after arriving, that was for sure. It was all right with him, because he'd been terribly shy for some reason. Well, it didn't surprise him. But it was rather belated in coming, even if this was the first time he was really alone with Heero since . . . what? Hooking up? Did he consider Heero his boyfriend? Just thinking about that made him giddy. He didn't know. He only knew he genuinely liked Heero's company—amazing—and he loved kissing him. He had no experience with what was good or not, but he loved the way Heero kissed. All bold and tender. He seemed to know just what to do to drive Duo crazy. He'd never thought a simple kiss could be so . . . pleasurable. Dragging his thoughts back to the present, he tried to recall getting to bed. He could not. Probably he'd dozed off against Heero, and his companion had put him to bed. Well, that was certainly sweet of him. Glancing down, Duo was glad Heero had at least removed the jeans. He wore his comfy boxers and the tank, which was fine. Glancing out the window, he saw it was still snowing, though much softer than yesterday. And, according to the digital chrono on the wall, it was early. Only eight in the morning. Even more amazing! He usually didn't wake up until well past eleven when he was allowed to sleep in. Probably because he was so excited to be here. Bouncing out of bed he hustled into the hall. There were only six rooms on this floor, and he suspected Heero would be close. In fact he was right. Heero slept in the room right next to his, and he was indeed still sleeping. That beautiful face looked peaceful and innocent in repose, and Duo noticed for the first time what long lashes Heero had. They brushed his golden-toned cheeks. Though everything about Heero appealed to Duo, it was those eyes he loved the most. Those wondrous eyes. Intense, bright, so easily revealing or concealing what Heero felt. Duo felt he could drown in them. Running into the room, he hit the bed with a flying leap. Heero responded with incredible unfairness. He came awake instantly, grappling Duo into a firm hold beneath his body. "Wow," he said. "I would have taken you for a late riser." "Normally I am," Duo said, voice a little muffled by pillows. "I'm too excited to sleep." Warm hands slid up his bare arms. "You could have woken me with a good-morning kiss rather than a brute tackle." Duo giggled. "And yet you still managed to pin me first, so I'm not sorry! Get up! Make me some breakfast so we can do fun and exciting things!" His eyes closed of their own volition when Heero's clever mouth teased his ear. "You're bossy." He wanted to retort, to make a sarcastic comment, but then Heero slid his tongue into his ear and all thought flew out the window. He let out the most embarrassing whining moan, but damn it was . . . it was just . . . turning his head, he twisted and squirmed under Heero to bring their mouths into alignment. Heero, damn him, let out a low chuckle as he kissed Duo. He pushed his tongue past Duo's lips, claiming him without a struggle. It was sweet and hot and it made Duo dizzy, made him want . . . things . . . things he'd never wanted before. After all, he'd led a very sheltered life. Heero released him so abruptly he didn't find the chance to catch his breath, flushed and gasping. His friend's eyes were glazed when he looked into Duo's eyes. No one had ever looked at him quite like that before. It made him blush more without really knowing why. Heero smiled softly. "I'm going to grab a quick shower. You can too, if you want, and I'll make us a nice breakfast. Sound good?" Nodding, most of his primary brain functions temporarily frozen, Duo watched him lean down. This kiss was lighter, less impassioned. More of a brief–yet tender–contact. Then Heero got off him. Duo felt a bright flash of regret. Who knew he would enjoy the feel of Heero's weight so much? Stirring himself to motion, he retreated to his own room and found the bathroom. It was quite as rich and luxurious as everything else about this place. Heero stepped under the spray of the shower and closed his eyes. The temperature of his body felt too high. This was too much, way—way—too fast. It was as if his attraction to Duo for the past year had suddenly and eagerly all manifested at once into physical desire. If he wasn't careful, this would rapidly escalate into something much more intimate, and he and Duo were far, far from ready for that. Turning the hot water down, Heero ran his fingers through his hair. He might act more confident than Duo, but in reality he had just as many doubts. He was certain pushing Duo—pushing himself, for that matter—was a bad idea. This was one relationship he could not rush just because his body said more. No matter how insistently. After a few minutes he felt calmer and finished his shower. Dried and dressed, he set about making breakfast. Duo made his appearance about five minutes later, hair damp and freshly braided. He was so pretty. Logic, of course, dictated boys shouldn't be pretty, but Duo was. He gave Heero a sunny-sweet smile. "Can we ride the ski-lift today? Just ride it up and down the mountain? I don't really want to go skiing, but I bet the view is pretty." "Breathtaking," Heero agreed, smiling. "Do you like coffee?" "Do I!" Duo exclaimed, glomping him. "If you made me coffee, I'll be your best friend forever!" Chuckling, Heero waved to the machine. "I made some. It's black, so you can fix it how you like. I've got every kind of creamer and sweetener imaginable." Duo made himself a mug and gulped it down in about twenty seconds. While he threw together a second, he shot Heero a look. "That wasn't a yes or no." "Consider it a yes. The lift cars are enclosed, but it's still pretty cold." "So we'll bring a few blankets," Duo dismissed it. "You give off a lot of heat. My own personal heater." He grinned and swallowed some more coffee. Heero hated to think of him worked up and buzzed on caffeine. He was energetic without it. Shaking his head, he set out blueberry pancakes, scrambled eggs, and sausages on the bar. Duo dug in with an exclamation of pure delight. His eyes darted around the kitchen. "Does this place have travel mugs? It would be nice if I could bring some coffee on the lift. Just in case I get a little too chilly?" Heero, having taken the seat directly opposite Duo, nodded. "Yeah. The latest and greatest technology. They actually have tiny motors in them that keep the coffee hot until the batteries die." "Oh!" Duo exclaimed, brightening again. It was so, so pretty when he did that. Like the sun coming out from behind a cloud. "How big? Like, three or four gallons?" Heero choked a laugh around his mouthful. "Exactly how much coffee do you plan to drink?" Duo blinked. "I guess if I drink too much," he said thoughtfully, "I would have to go to the bathroom too soon and end our ride. So maybe just a normal sized one? Like a twenty-ouncer?" "I've got one," Heero confirmed. "It takes about half an hour to ride up the mountain and then back down. How many times would you like to go?" "Oh, we'll decide when we see it. Depends on how pretty it is." Really, really liking the thought of Duo snuggled against him under a blanket or two in the enclosed space of the lift, Heero just nodded. In the space of twenty minutes he had Duo bundled in a long-sleeved shirt and thick, comfortable sweater. He gave him a pair of warm snow-boots with excellent traction. "The lift is right outside the lodge," he said. "If it gets too windy, we'll have to get off." Fortunately, the snow had stopped. It was still overcast, but it was ideal weather for skiing. Or riding the lift. The low cloud-cover gave the impression of perfect isolation. He carried two thick fleece blankets outside while Duo had his coffee thermos in hand, practically bouncing at his side. "It sure is pretty out here," he said. "How do you ever leave this place?" Heero shrugged. While he did love the Yuy lodge, he'd spent a lot of time here over the sixteen years of his life. "I'm not seeing it for the first time," he said. "All right, sit in that car while I start the thing." "Won't you miss it?" Duo fussed. "No. I'll tell it to time down to start," Heero explained. "Get comfortable." "How come these cars aren't heated?" Duo demanded with a cute little frown. It made Heero grin. "They are, but only barely. I'll put in a complaint with management if you like." "Ha ha, very funny," Duo groused. Chuckling, Heero went to the control tower and started the timer. Then he settled in the car beside Duo, swinging the door shut. When he held his arms open, Duo immediately scooted close, a sweet smile on his face. Heero tucked the blanket around them both. About eight seconds later the lift ground into life. Duo dropped his head to Heero's shoulder, his eyes alight. The lift didn't move very fast, of course. Ski lifts didn't. But the view up here was spectacular. Snow wreathed the trees in gowns of glittering white, dark green showing through on the sturdy pines. Every so often they saw snow hawks and deer, making Duo exclaim with delight. After all, there were hardly wild animals in the capitol. "Do you ever see snow bears up here?" Duo asked, eyes gleaming. "Or snow leopards?" "Wrong kind of country for snow leopards," Heero said, "but yes there are bears. This is the right time of year for them, too." It was incredibly cozy, riding up to the top of the mountain in the lift car, wrapped up in blankets with Duo tucked against his side. When they reached the top and headed back down, Heero felt no sense of urgency, no desire to get off. Duo didn't move, looking blissfully happy. When they began back up, Duo stirred. "You know, the only thing that would make this more perfect is if I had a nice piece of cheesecake." He giggled. "Oh, look Heero! I can see a snow bear!" His exciting bouncing in the seat made the car sway a little. Looking where he pointed, Heero saw the creature. The dark fur dappled with pure white blended in well with the rugged landscape, making it hard to spot at all. It rummaged around on the ground, completely unaware of its watchers so high above. It wasn't the first time Heero had seen one up here, but it happened seldom. They were notoriously shy. "They're pretty, aren't they?" he commented. "Yeah," Duo said, smiling. His head dropped back to Heero's shoulder as the bear passed out of view. A time passed in silence. It was a peaceful, comfortable one, one Heero felt no desire to break. It felt good, being with someone who didn't clutter the space with meaningless sound. It was strange that even when Duo babbled excitedly about things, it never filtered through Heero's senses as mere noise. Thinking about it brought a smile to Heero's face. It was remarkable, really, how quickly things could change. And how easily negative emotions could be shattered by intensely positive ones. "Heero?" Duo said softly. "Hmm?" Heero replied, pressing his cheek against Duo's forehead. For a while Duo didn't answer. Then he tipped his head back to look into Heero's eyes. "I like being out here with you," he whispered. "I really, really like your company." Cobalt gazed into indigo-violet, then Heero leaned down to bring their mouths together. Duo surged up the last few centimeters, closing the distance as his eyes slid shut. As soon as their mouths touched Duo's lips parted, tongue seeking. Heero captured it between his lips and sucked softly, making Duo moan faintly. Every sound he made went straight to Heero's head, making his skin flush with heat. As if testing the strength of his resolve. When he lightly nipped with his teeth Duo started, giggling through his nose. His hands fisted in Heero's shirt, tongue thrusting between Heero's teeth. Biting back a groan, Heero grabbed the back of Duo's neck and leaned over him, forcing the smaller boy backward until he was almost laying on the seat. He pushed his tongue into Duo's mouth, stroking the roof of his mouth with it, drawing another faint sound from Duo. The boy beneath him shifted, and it made Heero dizzy. Duo's pelvis was lifting, his thighs parting, making room for Heero between them. The heat emanating from him seemed so hot . . . god, did he actually want . . . Heero's head spun. No way. This was way too much, way too fast . . . this was getting out of control . . . he broke the kiss just to breathe, lungs feeling like they would burst. Duo didn't help the matter any at all. With his mouth thus freed, he fastened his lips to Heero's exposed throat and alternated between sucking and nipping. Heero felt like he was caving in on himself. His body bowed toward Duo, at the same time trying to arch away. This was a mistake, he just knew it. Duo's mouth reached the junction of neck and shoulder, and he bit Heero so hard he actually yelped. Duo burst into giggles, and that effectively broke the spell that seemed to have fallen over them both. Heero sat up, the blankets falling down around them. Duo looked so cute, lying on his back and face flushed pink with laughter. Heero smiled, absently rubbing his stinging neck. He suspected that would leave a bruise. "S-sorry!" Duo gasped around his giggles. "I knew I wasn't mature enough to handle this!" The words made Heero chuckle. Then Duo sobered. "When we get back, can we talk about this?" he asked with a frankness that sort of surprised Heero. There were all sides to Duo he'd never seen before. "If you want," he acquiesced. Duo looked at him for a time, then slowly sat up. "I don't think I want to be your friend anymore, Heero." Blink. "I think I want to be something more," he whispered. Heat rushed to all Heero's extremities. The words were spoken so shyly. And the simple honesty made him inexplicably shy himself. He'd never in his life entertained the idea of having a boyfriend. Though he didn't exactly hide his preferences, he didn't really advertise them, either. He'd simply believed he would never find anyone who could possibly make him happy. After all, how could anyone be that tolerant and accepting? And here was Duo, his once-enemy, quietly asking for exactly that. And here he was, ready and willing to give exactly that. The things he wanted to do with Duo, they were things he'd never before wanted to do. Natural curiosity aside, Heero wasn't a passionate person. He was rather a drifter, an observer of life. He held himself apart both by choice and not, and that had become who he was. "Me, too," he murmured. "You make me dizzy and hot and anxious and excited," Duo said, still in a whisper. "I . . . there are things I've always imagined . . . wanted to share with someone special. I . . . I think . . . you're the one I want to . . . experience them with. Can we . . . at some point this holiday . . . Heero?" At the end of that incredibly sweet request, Duo's voice trailed to nearly inaudible. Heero thought his heart was trying to choke him it pounded so hard. He was so light-headed he thought he might pass out. It took a great deal of will-power to bring his body back under his control. The thought of . . . intimacy with Duo made him quite nervous. And terribly, terribly excited. "Yeah," he whispered, not quite able to manage more. "I . . . want that too." Saving Duo the awkwardness of trying to find something
to say after that, Heero simply pulled him back into his arms and
rested his chin on top of Duo's head. Duo relaxed against him without
a word, but when Heero lightly touched his neck, he could feel his
pulse was still racing.
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