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"Destination Eden"Written By: Lisa-chan
Disclaimer: The G-boys are not mine. I only use
them for loads of fun and for putting them in compromising situations
and stuff. Rating: NC-17 Warnings: yaoi, shounen-ai, voyeurism, slight
het, blood, angst, sap, OOCness, Relena-bashing, OC, AU on Duo’s
behalf. Pairings: 1x2x1, 1x3, 2x4, hints of 2+OC, 4x3
implied Summary: AC\200. The war is over,
total peace reigns. Heero loves Duo. Duo loves Heero. Only neither
one is aware of the others feelings. Who will make them find out? Author: Lisa-chan Author’s e-mail: m.van_kerckvoorde@planetinternet.be
Author’s note: This fic is a rewritten version
of a fic I once wrote, called Nobody’s perfect. Some might recognize
it. I’ve added parts of both Duo and Heero’s past, Duo about
his life on the street, Heero about his harsh training with Doctor
J. The original story, the one in their present lives, basically stayed
the same. I’ve also added a prologue and epilogue. I have indicated
AU on Duo’s behalf, especially concerning his past. No Maxwell
church, no sister Helen, no Sweepers on his fourteen years old. He
did meet Solo. But I’m gonna stop rambling now before I give
everything away. Don’t let the het scare you away, I promise
some good boys on boys action ahead ^_~ Well, enjoy! Reviews would
be nice. Thoughts in Italics ~o~O~o~ indicates flashback Thousands of thanks to Shenlong for the beta reading
^_^ ~*~*~ Destination Eden
Come the Monday morning, they were all there, half an hour earlier than they needed to be to start work. All of them summoned to Heero’s office, all of them with a loaded guns and Wufei had indeed brought along his sword. All there to drag their friend out of his misery. All five of them, them against Doctor J; and Heero couldn’t deny that he was moved by their concerns. The tension was almost mind-blowing, especially for Heero. Their heartbeats seemed to echo through the room in a crazy cacophony of vibrating sounds. In spite of Duo’s consoling and supportive words from the other day and his encouragement to really go through with this, Heero was immensely nervous. In fact, he was nothing more than a trembling mass of flesh and blood coiled up in Duo’s arms right there on the carpet of his office. Duo couldn't believe how someone who had faced hundreds, nay, thousands of Mobile Suits, Leo’s, Aries and the like, could be so afraid of one man. “Heero, would you calm down? You’re trembling so hard, your limbs are gonna fall right off. It’s not good to be so nervous all the time,” Duo said in an attempt to lighten the tense atmosphere a bit. He gently took Heero’s chin between his thumb and index finger and gave him a tender kiss. “I love you, Heero. And I’m sick of hiding that from people. I want to marry…” Shut your trap! There, he had almost said it. Not yet! “I want to merrily be happy with you.” That was a weird sentence. Nice save, Duo. “I love you too, Duo. But what if someone finds out?” “No one will find out. He has no friends and family. No one will miss him.” “Alright. If you say so,” Heero sighed, leaning against his partner. For a few moments he was quiet, but then Duo felt him fidgeting again. “Duo? What do you think is the most beautiful thing?” he said with a touch of melancholy. “What do you mean?” “You know, something that really makes your heart race, something that moves you.” Duo looked up in thought and at once a dreamy, somewhat impish grin appeared on his face. “Waking up next to you after a long, exhausting night of wild, hot sex,” he smiled. “Good,” Heero smiled back at him. “Never forget that. Memories are precious.” “Heero, you’re still acting like you’re gonna die. Stop brooding on it, okay? Look, Heidi’s standing by the window to see when Doctor J arrives. The moment she spots him, she’ll hurry over to the others and wait for him to come in. They will stay close to the wall, but I’m sure that he will be so lost in his own fury that he won’t even notice them; and then it'll be just like I said.” Heero smiled at him, reaching his hand up to run his fingers thankfully through his soft hair and leaned forward to kiss him again. Those eyes, Heero’s beautiful blue eyes, they looked so sad. Duo liked them better when they were smiling, beaming, shining like the sun. Come on Heero, make those eyes smile for me again. Heero’s kiss turned out a bit deeper and more passionate than the last time, causing Duo to moan slightly. “Oh my God, they’re gonna do it right here. Avert your eyes everyone,” Quatre joked. Duo reached up to Heero’s desk, grabbing for whatever he could get a hold of that wasn’t too heavy, and tossed the object at Quatre with a well-aimed throw. “Aw! That hurt, dammit!” the little blonde scolded, picking up what had turned out to be a green marker and throwing it back to the two still huddled together on the ground. “Thought you were only going to simulate.” “We weren’t doing it yet, were we? It was only a kiss,” Duo retorted. “Bet it was enough to get you a hard-on, though,” Quatre smirked, eying a distinct bulge forming between Duo’s legs. “People might start thinking you were actually born with it.” “Oh, look who’s talking,” Heero joined in on the discussion. “If I were to start counting all the times you and Trowa used your office as a bedroom, I would still be sitting here next year! Or were you just simulating too?” “Hey, no fair! I’m sure that if Doctor J wasn't be bothering you, you two would do that as well!” “Sure as hell,” Duo sniggered. “Hey, I know something! Starting tomorrow, were gonna try and outdo each other, alright?” “Deal!” Quatre cried. “Are you guys done acting stupid?” Heidi suddenly said from the window. “He’s coming?” Duo said, jerking his head around. “Yes,” Heidi said, bouncing to the door to await the little alert sound from the elevator and his heavy, recognizable footsteps. “Alright, time for some action here,” Duo grinned, rubbing his hands together at the prospect of a good riot. “Heero, don’t do anything unless I say so. It will all be perfect.” Duo watched Heidi closely, waiting for her to motion that Doctor J was approaching. It seemed to take forever. Next to him, he could feel the heart of the boy clutched against him thundering in his chest. Or was it his own heartbeat? “Duo,” Heidi whispered. “He’s here.” “Okay, Heero, show time. Now, scream my name.” But the young Preventer was paralyzed by his fear and didn’t react, only stared with big, terrified Prussian orbs at the door. “Heero, come on now,” Duo said urgently. “Scream, moan, do *something*!” Still there was no reaction, and Duo couldn’t think of anything else other than to start making real advanced towards him. “Heero!” he hissed. He sneaked his hand between Heero’s legs and gave a good squeeze, making him snap out of his momentary trance and finally throwing his head back. “Ah Duo…” Heero moaned. “Yes, Heero, that’s good,” Duo groaned, both in an encouraging and provocative way. “Nnh… Heero, yeah… right there.” He knew that Heero was too afraid to play along, so he had no other choice than to arouse him for real and nibble along his neck, eliciting the necessary moans from him. Sure enough, it had the effect he had wished for. The door burst open, and from that moment on, it seemed to Heero that everything happened in a rush, a haze. For a moment, he thought he was in the middle of a movie. Wufei tackled Doctor J’s feet with the hilt of his sword so that the man tripped and fell, face forward to the ground. The four others leapt from their places, allowing Duo to first rip off his coat, then hold him in an iron grip, Trowa clamping down on his wrists and Wufei pressing his entire weight onto Doctor J’s legs. In spite of the threatening barrels pressed at each side of his head, he squirmed and grunted wildly, mostly out of frenzy instead of fear. The two former pilots holding him could barely keep him in place and were starting to lose strength. “Duo, what the fucking hell is taking you so long to find those friggin’ tranquilizers?!” Wufei panted, straining to keep the wriggling legs pinned to the ground. “Hold on, Wufei. There’s a lot of stuff in here, I can’t find them,” Duo said, groping around in the numerous pockets. “But I know they’re here somewhere. They must be. Surely, he wouldn’t go anywhere without them, they’re a part of his gruesome stock. He’s defenseless without them. Nothing, nothing at all. Just an old, rambling fool who should probably be in a mental home. Yeah, that’s where he…” “Duo, would you quit the fucking monologue and find those tranquilizers!” Trowa snapped, his muscles aching from the constant tension. “Here they are!” Duo suddenly cried in triumph, holding up a box with a series of syringes. He quickly pulled one of the needles out of the box, removed the protective cap and thrust it into Doctor J’s neck, right in his spinal column, like the box said. An unequaled cursing, a panting sound, wheezing breaths. Silence. The world was turned upside down for Heero. The tables were being turned so drastically, that he never imagined it possible. Footsteps tripped hastily back and forth, voices shouted busily to each other. But Heero stayed on the ground. He just watched. He detached himself from everything. Life, Duo, his friends, the world turned upside down. He inhaled chaos, exhaled peace. He looked, only looked at Doctor J, hoisted up by two of the boys and carried out of the door, Duo taking the lead. Careful that no one could see them. So helpless he was now, left to their mercy. Mercy he wouldn’t get. One can bear the unbearable for a long time, strain himself for a long time. Until one says “I’ve reached the end. I give up.” Until one reaches the breaking point. Heero had reached that breaking point. Mercy was out of the question.
His conscience had spoken. No, don’t take Duo away from me. I won’t let you. For once, Doctor J, it is I who will forbid you something. The view of Doctor J lying there on that dreaded table with his one wrist clasped in an iron clip, his two ankles also and a tinier one for the iron construction that had to replace his other hand gave him such satisfaction. “See Heero? That’s why it took so long before we could do this. I had to make a few re-adjustments,” Duo chirped merrily while he was tying up the limp body of the old man. His carefree behavior was almost creepy, the pleasure he found in the prospect of torturing Doctor J almost sickening to outsiders, but not to Heero. He felt cheerful, the kind of cheerfulness no one could understand. He would be free, finally. “Look, our sleeping beauty is waking up!” Quatre suddenly said. His comment was welcomed by mocking sniggers from all of them. Doctor J slowly pried his eyes open, above him six grinning faces, eyes bent on revenge. He turned his head wildly about him to see his environment and grunted fiercely at the humiliation of it the moment he realized where he was and moreover, the state he was in now. Discarded from his clothes, except for his underwear, his gray eyes for the first time visible to all of them, his abilities to move extremely restricted. “Doctor J…” Duo said slowly, his voice dangerously hovering somewhere between a threatening tone and a maniacal laugh. “So good of you to join us again.” “Heero,” Doctor J said with a quivering voice, looking at his pupil with pleading eyes and seemingly thinking that he too was a victim of Duo’s evil plan. “Help me. Get me out of here. You were always such a good student, always so obedient. So then, listen to me now and unfasten me.” “Quiet, old man!” Duo snapped. “Doctor J, you don’t have to work on my emotions,” Heero almost growled. “I don’t have any, remember? Emotions? You took them away.” He moved away from the table, took the key from Duo who had already fished it out of the white coat, that same key to activate that gruesome machine, and slowly made his way to the ignition. Oh yeah, he would torture him. “Has it never occurred to you, that if I could kill anyone at all, *anyone*, that I might as well kill you? Probably thought that I was too afraid to do that, and it’s true, I was too afraid; because I'd already had to endure too much pain, mentally and physically. You didn’t only punish me when I showed any emotion or tried to work against you, but at length you punished me for the tiniest, littlest thing. But now, now you are tied up, defenseless and I know all too well that hurting someone who’s defenseless holds no honor, but I don’t care, because it’s you, and you are a serious pain in the ass. So then, Doctor J, let’s see if I can put those little theories of yours into practice.” Almost solemnly, he stuck the key in the ignition and pulled the handle down, highly enjoying the fact that the tables were now turned and he could finally pay him back with his own invention. Those pained screams, hearing them brought him fulfillment. That jerking body, seeing it made him feel satisfied. But it wasn’t his purpose to kill him just yet, just a little taste of what Heero had experienced far too much. “You will probably blame Duo for this,” Heero said the moment it was quiet again and walking back to his lover he wrapped an arm around his shoulders using Duo as an anchor in this crazy deluge of emotions. “If I had never met him, then maybe I would still be inhuman; and yes, Duo *has* made me weak and vulnerable, but that doesn’t matter, because, for once and for all, THE WAR IS OVER!” “You said it, Hee-chan,” Duo encouraged him, grabbing his chin in his hand and turning his head to kiss him, tongues visibly caressing and moans intentionally loud with only one purpose in mind: to pester the hell out of Doctor J. “Don’t do that, it’s not natural!” Doctor J snapped. It actually brought Heero into a spontaneous, philosophical, yet truthful mood. “Doctor J, what *is* natural? Is it natural to share your whole goddamned life with a woman you don’t love? To please her in bed while in fact you don’t give one fuck about her? Let me tell you, Doctor J. When a person makes your heart thunder in your throat and makes your legs feel like jelly, then you don’t really give a damn whether it’s a man or a woman. Love is love, and it’s only “unnatural” to push those feelings away.” “Heero, I hope you realize that, if I ever get out of this alive, I will hunt you down and kill you personally, together with that boyfriend of yours,” Doctor J grunted. “That’s been on my mind, yes. But you *won’t* get out of this alive,” Heero said simplistically. “I really thought you had more wits that this. Risking you life for some foolish love-affair.” “No, Doctor J,” Duo said. “It goes way deeper than that. It’s about making sacrifices, taking risks, breaking certain rules sometimes. When you’re willing to do such things for each other, then a “foolish love-affair” can soon turn out to be something more.” “But society…” “Society can go to hell and never come back as far as I’m concerned!” Duo barked. “We love each other and they’ll just have to accept that. *You* will have to accept that.” “You have never cared about me, have you, Doctor J?” Heero asked. “Sure I have. Wasn’t your inhumanity the best proof that you weren’t eaten alive by guilt every time you came back from battle?” “And who said I wanted to be like that? Who gave you permission to raise me like that? You never asked for my opinion and when I tried to give it to you, you wouldn’t listen! To you, I was nothing but a tool to win some ridiculous war and you were willing to go through everything to create something that no one can be: perfect. While all I wanted to do was to live my life like a normal boy, with normal feelings. Why do you think I went on so many suicide missions? I wanted to die, my life was a living hell. I was being chased and adored by the wrong one. Relena was jumping around me like crazy and the boy I really wanted was already seeing someone. All those times we were alone, the two of us, the only thing I wanted to do was to take him then and there. I’m telling ya, at times like that it wasn’t really all that convenient to wear spandex and if you ever saw me with sunglasses on, it wasn’t always to protect my eyes from the sun, but to keep people from seeing the yearning in them. Now that I finally have him, I’m not gonna let you, of all people, ruin it.” “Stop that twaddle and untie me!” Doctor J kept on trying, his tone demanding. “No!” Heero said harshly. “You see, Doctor J, there’s nothing more beautiful than to see your lover sitting on red satin sheets, waiting for you to make love to him, then see him falling asleep against your chest. It’s the kind of pleasure and warmth you have denied me for my entire life. But not anymore, Doctor J. Your dictatorship over me is over.” “So you’re gonna fill your days with humping each other?” Doctor J grunted, grimacing at the mere thought. “Humping until we have no cock left,” Duo cheered. “Ooh, I can’t wait to have you, Heero. To have you between my legs again.” “Again?! What do you mean, again?!” Doctor J yelled. Grinning, Duo popped out the key to Heero’s office. “Recognize this?” “Why, that’s…” “That’s right. Heero wasn’t as locked up as you thought he was. Whenever you were gone, I was there. Making love to him. Kissing him for the days we were separated. Licking him for the times I have hurt him. Fucking him to make up for everything.” “Stop it! I couldn’t stand the thought!” Doctor J shouted in disgust. “Oh, you couldn’t stand the thought you say. Then you will surely die at the view of it,” Duo smirked. “Duo, you aren’t actually going to…” Heero smiled nervously. “Don’t worry, Hee-chan. No such private stuff in here,” Duo said, although he did push Heero down in a chair and nestled himself on his lap. “Only the next best thing. See those little wires on his head? They’re connected to Heidi’s head. Her thoughts will be sent to his brain and there’s no way he can block them out, whether he opens or closes his eyes and on that screen over there we can follow everything.” He popped out a little remote control and gave a swift wink to Heidi, who was sitting at ease in a cosy chair. In response to that, she gave a naughty smile and closed her eyes. Soon they could see two figures on the screen, vaguely in the beginning, but the picture sharpened quickly. “Hey, that’s us!” Heero said surprised. “Hush now, my love. She might give us some good ideas,” Duo said, gently putting a finger on Heero’s lips. “Is that what Heidi’s thinking right now?” “Yes it is. Now, be quiet. She can’t concentrate otherwise,” Duo said in a dimmed tone, although he knew that Heidi didn’t really need any concentration to fantasize about them, she did it all the time. He was only too curious to see what kind of concoctions were going on inside her head to continue the conversation with his sweetheart. Soon he drifted off and leaned heavier against Heero’s chest at the sight of their bodies surrounded by soft sheets, it didn’t take long before they could hear sounds of disapproval and utter dismay coming from Doctor J. How versatile she could be sometimes concerning fantasies about them, this time she opted to make them play with food. Ice-cream to be more precise. They saw Duo, seated between Heero’s legs, his hair down, dragging a big, round box of strawberry ice-cream towards him, rolling it over Heero’s belly and chest a few times before opening it. The condensation on the box was a sharp contrast to the heat of his skin and his muscles flexed at the feel of it. Grabbing a handful of the expensive, high-quality sweetness, he rubbed it over that same area, slowly, giving it time to melt and make his slender body slick with soft-pink cream. It made Heero suck in a harsh, pleasure-filled breath and only partly recovered from the dazzling effect it had on him, his hand automatically reached out to the freezing box too. His vision clouded with rapture as Duo slid a delicate finger along his groin, he clawed into the fruity mass and before Duo got the chance to make that teasing finger proceed to the tightness he longed to feel, Heero splashed the ice-cream against his lover’s stomach, causing him to jerk his head up in surprise. The melting treat dribbled down, but it’s way was barred by a burning shaft of pulsing flesh. Soon, those sweet, thick drops were followed by a deft hand, still smudged with ice-cream. Duo groaned loudly through gritted teeth at the shocking chill that hand brought forth as its fingers curled around his cock. Heero took advantage of it to use it as some sort of lubricant, combined with the growing drops of pre cum beading at his tip. He moved up- and downward, quickening the more Duo’s face faded into pleasure and it didn’t take long before the latter began rocking his hips to meet Heero’s vigorous pumps, moaning, biting his lip, tossing his head back. He got lost in the subtle activities, but trusted Heero enough that he would stop in time before he climaxed. His conjecture was right, although it had been a very close call, and he needed some time to catch his breath and ease his outrageously pounding heart. Meanwhile, five pairs of dumbfounded eyes were fixed upon the screen, and Quatre swiftly licked his lips, because he was absolutely positive that he was drooling over what was happening. “Trowa, I demand that we do that too!” he cried. “What? Jerk each other off? We already do that,” Trowa stated soberly. “No! That stuff with the ice-cream, I mean!” “Oh. Okay,” Trowa said shrugging. Quatre’s cries of protest were drowned out by cries of frenzy, coming from Doctor J, but except for Duo and Heero, no one paid any attention to it. The old man was trying to get free in whatever possible way, but the iron shackles didn’t budge. His efforts resulted in his screams dissolving into desperate coughs, almost on the verge of choking. “Duo, I think he’s gonna throw up,” Heero said, not in the least worried, in fact, only amused by the success of their game. “Wanna place a bet?” Duo said merrily. “Okay. Uhm… how about, if he throws up, you’re gonna be my slave for a month, and vice versa,” Heero said, holding up his hand, palm upwards. “You have got yourself a deal, mister!” Duo cried, slapping the hand. Suddenly their attention was drawn by a slight moan from Heidi as she shifted in her chair, eyes still closed and cheeks red from excitement. In the mean time, Duo had recovered enough in her head and the attention of the five young men was drawn further to the screen as a half pained, half ecstatic groan came from Heero. The long haired Preventer had taken another grab of the crystallized delicacy and had started an assault on his willing victim’s entrance. Time to feel pain, Heero didn’t get though, for Duo’s fingers were quick to find that sensitive spot, at the same time he flicked out his tongue to touch the darkening head of Heero’s member. He suckled on it as if it was a lollipop, the ice-cream smeared across it making it all the more sweet. Duo’s busy fingers fed an undefined, never satiable hunger and freed Heero’s caged soul, almost devoured his being as Duo’s teasing activities reached an nearly unbearable level. “Duo… No! Oh… Stop it!!” Heero cried. “I’m… I’m gonna come if… if you don’t…” The young American obeyed and withdrew his fingers, smiling down upon his writhing lover. He slid his hands under Heero’s knees and carefully draped them over his shoulders, giving him easy access. He himself remained seated on his knees, not wanting to restrict the other boy’s ability to breathe too much. His misty gaze stayed fixed upon Heero’s face until they made eye-contact and was answered with a swift nod. Thereupon he gave a hard thrust. Heero screamed and winced in pain at the intrusion, but his features switched to intense pleasure as Duo repeatedly banged against his prostate. The heavenly friction around Duo’s member sent his mind spinning and whirling and the smell of sugared strawberries mingled with their sweat, the mere thought of both of them doing this caused a definite overload inside his head. He clamped the base of Heero’s thighs to apply all of his force, his hips bucking at a savage pace. Sooner, much quicker than he had wished for, he could feel Heero’s body tense and vaguely he noticed gushes of thick liquid leaving him and hitting him on his stomach, his own orgasm not delayed much longer. Heero’s legs lazily glided away from his shoulders and once that light burden was gone, Duo allowed himself to lean forward onto his lover’s chest and slumber away into sweet dreams together with him. Everything went black on the screen. Heidi had opened her eyes and come back to reality. Heero sweatdropped as he threw a swift glance to his colleagues, the three of them standing there with an obvious bulge in their pants, Wufei with a bleeding nose on top of it. “Duo, that still seemed pretty private to me,” Heero said nervously. “Hey, did we torture the man or did we torture him?” Duo said, springing upright and scurrying over to Doctor J. Concern? Of course not. He grabbed his chin and rudely jerked his head from side to side, paying no heed to the fierce grunts and even attempts to bite him. “Duo, what exactly are you trying to do?” Heero asked. “I wanna know if he has puked, so you can be my slave for a whole month.” “Oh…” Heero watched him examining his face for traces of vomit and his heart missed a beat as he saw Duo looking up at him with mischievous eyes, saying only one thing: Be afraid. Be very afraid. With a wicked grin on his face he sauntered back to his personal slave for the month, knowing he would enjoy every moment of it. By the time he had reached Heero however, his face had turned to complete seriousness, a kind of earnestness Heero had rarely seen coming from him. Duo realized, it was about time to deliver Doctor J the final mental blow. This promised to be priceless. “Heero,” he said softly, standing right in front of him. “Duo? What’s the matter with you? You’re so serious all of a sudden,” Heero said awkwardly. A strange kind of feeling filled him as Duo kneeled down on one knee and took Heero’s hand in his. Oh, he just *had* to be kidding him. Hopeful violet eyes looked up in confused blue. Now, Duo, now you can say it. “Heero, will you marry me?” Duo said with a slightly shivering voice. Heero was stunned and caught by surprise at the unexpected question and the fact that Doctor J was going berserk with rage didn’t even penetrate his head. The only thing he could do for the moment was look around in confusion. He saw Quatre and Trowa looking at him with a happy face, Wufei was still wiping blood away from under his nose and somewhere in the background he thought that he could hear Heidi cheering something like “Yay! Unlimited sex!” No, no insanity. That indeed was something she would say. For a brief moment, the thought crossed his mind that Duo was only doing this to annoy Doctor J, but any traces of doubt were wiped away as he looked back into those sincere eyes, still waiting for an answer. They radiated genuine love and a whole lot of promises if he would say yes. He knew what Duo was doing here. Surely it would infuriate Doctor J, but that wasn’t his chief reason, only a little treat. He would’ve asked him anyway. Duo, my love, I have underestimated you. You couldn’t have picked a better moment to do it. “Heero?” Duo asked, his hope faltering dramatically at Heero’s seeming hesitation. Heero soothed his anxiety with a warm smile. “Duo, there’s nothing I want more,” he said. “Really?” Duo said, stumbling back upright. “Oh Heero, I’m so happy!” He gently took Heero’s head in his hands and kissed him sweetly on the lips. “NO! Heero, how dare you! You’re a Perfect Soldier! That brat will destroy everything! All my labor, all those training sessions!” Doctor J hollered from his table, making the whole thing shake with his outraged tugs. Duo sighed and shook his head. “What do you say about killing him off right now? And don’t worry, we won’t go to jail. Maybe to hell, but we’re going there anyway, because we are gay. So what difference does it make?” he said. Heero saw Duo pointing the gun to Doctor J. No, don’t do it, he heard flashing through his head. “Are you sure, Heero?” Duo asked. Heero looked at Duo. “We’re worth a bullet through our heads, you know that?” he said softly. Grinning, Duo took Heero’s hand, placed it over his and put the gun against his temple. “Then shoot me, Heero. I’ll wait for you on the other side.” Look out, next thing you know he’ll pull that trigger. “In hell?” “Hell or heaven, it doesn’t really matter all that much. We’ll make a heaven out of it. We've already had enough of hell here.” What was that doubt in his eyes? He had just agreed to marry him. He wouldn’t go back on it now, would he? No, he wouldn’t shoot him, would he? Heero bit his lip. Those eyes, those hopeful violet eyes, the last straight line to the conviction he needed. He pointed Duo’s hand with the gun in it back to Doctor J and smiled. “Fly with me, Duo.” “To the rainbow, Heero,” Duo smiled back at him. He pulled Heero close to him and two pair of ice cold eyes hovered dangerously over Doctor J. “We win, you lose,” Duo growled and with an expressionless face he pulled the trigger and hit him with a well aimed shot straight in his heart. “Game over.” To be continued…
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