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"Nobody's Perfect "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, masturbation,
slight het, blood, angst, sappy, slight OOCness, Relena-bashing. Pairings: 1x2x1, 1x3, 2x4, hints of 2xH, 4x3 Summary: AC\200. The war is over, Heero thinks
he can finally tell Duo what he feels for him. But Doctor J thinks
differently about that. And Duo? Well, he doesn’t know quite
yet he’s gay, but will find out soon enough. Title: Nobody’s perfect Author: Lisa-chan Author’s e-mail: m.van_kerckvoorde@planetinternet.be
Author’s note: This takes place 4 years after Endless Waltz. ~*~*~ Nobody’s Perfect Chapter 2 “Duo Maxwell, formerly known as God of Death aka
Shinigami aka Flirtatious Scumbag, get a life dammit! Mourning about
her for the rest of your life won’t bring her back, you know!
Now, ask that girl on a date this very moment before I get into a
fury!!” Yeah, that must’ve been it. And to be honest, he
had never been more happy to follow their advice. They’d had
loads of fun that night and afterwards, God oh God, sparks had been
flying. She had offered him to “give him what he needed”.
She had, more than once actually. And that wasn’t everything.
She had made quite an interesting, even bold confession to him too.
Something many people should consider far beyond the boundaries of
decency. She seemed to have various fantasies, just like he could
have sometimes. One of them was to watch two boys while they’re
making love. “It must be incredibly exciting to watch two boys”,
she had said. And the way she had described it, it actually made him
want to give it a try. Where she had gotten the experience, he didn’t
know, but she had explained him so very expertly. From the arousing,
through the preparing, up to the love-making itself. Honestly, would
damn sexy Heero or sweet, angelic Quatre have been there that night,
he wouldn’t have objected in the least had she ordered them to
do it right in front of her eyes. And why not? Why not actually? Heero
was desperate for him, that was something he knew. And he couldn’t
deny that his feelings for him were growing too. But would he have
the nerve to ask him? Wasn’t this a little too soon? Kinda funny
if you think about it actually. Straightforward, big-mouthed Duo afraid
to ask his dearest friend to share the bed with him. And obviously,
Heidi was playing with that idea too. She broached the subject at
breakfast the morning after. “Say Duo,” the girl said, her fingers playing
with some stray grapes. “Have you already noticed the way Heero
looks at you?” Duo wasn’t surprised by her question. Surely he
had seen it. His ice-cold look defrosting every time he appeared in
his field of vision. The constant inhuman expression on his face softening
to tenderness, even if he only heard him coughing, ever so lightly
and unnoticeable in the beginning, but as years went by unmistakably
turning into need and painful desire. Something Duo always had tried
to ignore, in spite of the pain he knew he inflicted upon him, and
in spite of the fact that he loved flirting scandalously with him.
But he had always loved Hilde, not Heero. “Duo?” she said, throwing a grape at him. “What?” he jumped up from his daze. “Oh
yeah… right. Yes, I know. It’s already like that since the
day we met.” “Do you seriously think he… he loves you?” “There might be a big chance now that I think of
it. Never given it any thought before actually. But with that confession
of you last night, you have awakened certain feelings and realizations
inside of me.” “Hmm… interesting,” she said pondering,
squinting mischievously at him. The look in her glittering, dark-blue orbs reflected
what was brewing in that cute little, so very deceivingly innocent
looking head of hers, and recalling their nightly conversation, he
couldn’t help but starting to blush fiercely. “Why do you
want to know?” “Never mind,” she said quickly, stuffing some
food into his mouth to stop him from asking any further annoying questions.
“Speaking of which, I thought Heero was together with Relena.
I mean, I could be wrong, but the way that girl frolics around him…” “Yeah, I doubt it if those two are still getting
along with each other. She’s used to his hardness because he
was trained like that, she knows she shouldn’t take it personally
when he yet again snarls at her, but lately it’s more than usual.” “So then it’s obvious. He’s gonna dump
Relena because he wants you,” she stated. The man stared in front of him, lost in thoughts and
playing with the end of his chestnut braid. Heidi smirked and waved
her hand in front of his absent-minded eyes. “Hey, I was only
joking,” she reassured him. “No, that’s not it,” he said, shaking
his head slightly. “You might have a point there. Besides, there’s
something else that bothers me.” “What honey?” “It only occurs to me now. All those times I have
flirted with him… It must’ve killed him, I mean, if it’s
really true that he loves me. God, that poor guy. Can you even imagine
how it must’ve been for him. I even simulated that I was fucking
him in Relena’s office.” “You did what?!” Heidi exclaimed. “Oh yeah, that was only to nag Relena, and as the
matter of fact, I think he didn’t really mind to make her furious.
As I said, we simulated. But still, I feel so terribly sorry for him.
Maybe I’m evil, but not that evil. I just didn’t have the
slightest idea back then.” Duo looked up at her with a confused
expression on his face, not knowing what to think about this whole
situation. He was willing to take away that pain, to help his friend,
but at the other hand, he felt himself not really ready for this yet.
Could he do this while Heero was still with Relena? Heidi stood up from her chair and went standing behind
him to pull his braid from between his slender fingers. “Maybe
you should have a good talk with him,” she said softly. “Stop
worrying. Life’s too short for that.” She started caressing
his huge tress, more in a soothing than a seductive way, although
it drove the shivers through his limbs again. He threw his head back
to see her sweet face, trying his best to hide the yearnings in his
eyes. As long as she stayed away from his abdomen and everything below
it, he could manage. “Thank you,” he whispered. “For what?” “For consoling me. I really needed that.” “That goes without saying, love,” she smiled. Her hands let go of his braid and slid across his chest. “I’m here to give you what you need.” She bent her head over to kiss his lips, and as she did so, her fingers strolled along his belly to the waistband of his pants, which was fatal for his hormones again. A private joke tickled in her stomach as she heard him giving a slight moan into her mouth and he whimpered softly when she drew her lips away. A special girl she was, he had to admit. She loved him, that was obvious, but she also did her best to convince him in loving Heero. Was she aiming at a threesome? Astounding. Even he could be surpassed in his fantasies. ********** After such a weekend, it truly was a though one to go
back to work that Monday morning. He swung the door open and came dashing into his office,
only to find a brightly smiling Heidi already sitting behind her desk. “Huh? You’re here already? How did you…” “Beat ya,” she said with a triumphant face. “Dammit. Again. How do you do this?” he muttered.
“One day I am so going to beat you.” “Cuckoo!” the cheerful voice of Quatre came
ricocheting into the room. “So how was your weekend?” “Hey Quat!” Duo smiled at him, still noticing
the brown strands of hair from Trowa peeking from behind the door.
“Hey Trow.” Quatre was staring at him with a mellifluous grin on
his face, his hands folded behind his back, his eyes shooting questions.
“So tell me.” “Yep, weekend was fine alright. Couldn’t be
better,” he said, squinting at the girl standing next to him.
“Say Quat, where is Hee-chan? Got to ask him something.” The blonde’s expression softened, having in slight
suspicion what he wanted to ask to his colleague. “He’s
in his office,” he said. Duo turned to Heidi and whispered something in her ear.
“I would like to talk to him in private. Please leave me alone
with him.” “Very well,” she said, nodding her head. “So weekend was fine, huh? Is that all you’re
planning to tell us? Give us the details,” Quatre said. A playful hand rubbed over his golden hair. “Shut
your mouth,” the American said, but as he walked passed him he
bowed his head over to him. “Thank you,” he whispered hardly
audible. “Oh noooo!” Heidi suddenly squeaked behind
him. “Duo, the computer crashed. Could you help me, pleeaaase?” “Heh? Oh, alright,” he said, turning around
again. “Let me see.” While he walked over to her computer,
she shuffled towards the door, giving a significant sign with her
eyes to Quatre. “Eh… Think we’d better leave you alone
now. Bye now Duo, Heidi,” he said, a comprehending grin on his
face. “Say Heidi, the computer is fine,” he said,
looking up to her to see her locking the door. “Oops, my mistake,” she said softly, throwing away the key to make it land wherever it wanted. ********** As he entered the office of the Wing Zero pilot, he
found the man staring at the screen of his laptop, his fingers in
a typing position, but not moving an inch. For once his eyes were
far from inhuman, rather sad. The jolly jolts of laughing coming from
Duo and Heidi’s office were daggers through his heart. While
they were having fun, he got lost inside his head together with Duo
where he kissed him, caressed him, made love to him and got love in
return, until that same person who was the only one able to give him
pleasure and joy jerked him back to a painful reality when he cried
out her name in surprise or gave a moan of excitement. And since his
office was right next to theirs, he could hear everything painfully
clearly. He cared about him, but he wasn’t willing to show that
to anyone, and the moment he saw the closer coming figure from Duo
approaching him from the corner of his eye, his look switched back
to cold and hard instantly. “What are you doing here?” he growled, annoyed
by the compassionate look in his eyes. “Hee-chan, I’ve…” “Don’t call me that, *never* call me that,”
he interrupted him gruffly. “Heero, I’ve talked to Heidi last weekend.” “Bet you’ve done a whole lot of other things
with her last weekend as well,” he grumbled. “Are you jealous, Heero?” Duo asked gingerly. In the wink of an eye he had drawn his gun out of his
spandex and had pointed it to the braided man. “How dare you
insinuate something like that?” he hissed between his teeth. Knowing he shouldn’t take his threatenings serious,
he continued talking. “I have eyes in my head, Heero. Even Heidi
has seen, and she’s only been here for a week. That look in your
eyes…” “Heidi has seen nothing, and neither have you.
And if the both of you had stuck in into your head you *did* see something,
then it has been your own screwed imagination.” Becoming more and more convinced of his right, he stepped
towards him. “Don’t try to fool me. You were trying to hide
it, but you could see it from miles away.” The gun in his slightly shaking hand slowly, yet surely
lowered. His ice-cold heart was trying to defrost. He was aching to
confess, to just see that gorgeous man wearing nothing but his Lords
Prayer, but if he would reject him he would either kill him or himself. “Heero, why don’t you admit it? I’m your
friend. You can tell me everything what’s on your mind,”
he urged him softly. “Please Heero. It might relieve you.” His gun clattered on the ground, and the same hand which
held the weapon at first now was searching for support on the desk,
his other hand covering his eyes. “Heero,” Duo said softly, reaching out his
hand to touch his friends’ arm. “Don’t touch me. Stay away from me,”
he growled, shrinking back even more. “If you touch me now I…
I will…” “Kill me, Heero? You’d really do that?”
Duo said, picking up the gun from the ground. “Could you be that
inhuman, to kill your closest friend?” “My inhumanity has no boundaries. Even towards
myself I must show no compassion,” he said, his voice shivering
and still not showing his eyes. “I must show no compassion. I
must… show… no compassion.” A very thin, glittering
stream ran down along his cheek and his shoulders softly shook. What
Duo had never deemed possible was now happening right in front of
his eyes. The Perfect Soldier was crying. After 20 years of harsh
training and 5 years of being in love with his own comrade, he had
finally broken down. “You don’t know how it feels to be forbidden
to feel anything at all, Duo. To kill without even the slightest remorse.
They have drummed that into me since the day I was born, they have
purged me of all emotions, and that while feeling is perfectly normal
to an outsider. It’s human nature to love, but me, me they have
turned into the ultimate weapon, regardless of the fact that they
were dealing with a human being instead of a machine. It’s so
horrible, Duo. I don’t want to be like this. I’m so sick
of this lack of emotions.” “I know that,” he responded softly, handing
him his gun. “And I’m glad that you finally realise that.
It’s not only that you were never able to show emotions, you
just refused. You always thought it would endanger the missions. Missions
were always more important to you.” “Yes… always,” he sighed, his breathing
becoming rather heavy. “You see Duo, that’s why I have to
kill you.” No longer crying, but with a ferocious look in his
eyes now, he pointed his gun back to his friend. “Because of
you I feel, and that is not allowed. I’m sorry pal, but I have
no other option.” “You fool,” Duo hissed, grabbing his shoulders
and pushing him against the wall, his full body length pressed against
his. “I’d never thought you’d be so stupid, to actually
kill the one you love.” “I don’t love you,” he breathed. “Is that so, Heero? Then why are you sweating?
Then why is your breathing a lot heavier than usual? Then why is you
heart almost pounding out of you chest?” “Maybe because you’re pressing me up against
the wall,” he practically moaned, still with a sarcastic undertone
in his voice, refusing flatly to admit. “Then why, Heero Yuy, do you have a bulge inside
of you pants?” He didn’t say anything, but a muscle at the corner
of his mouth twitched. “Hear that heartbeat, Heero. It’s so fast…
So fast. You’re dying to show me what you really want, dying
to fuck me, ain’t that true, Heero?” He swallowed hard at the undeniable truth, but still
didn’t give in. “I don’t love… Gods, don’t
do that,” he gasped, squeezing his eyes shut. Duo’s hand
was going along his groin, and for a brief moment the thin line between
friend and lover scattered. “Don’t do that if you don’t
mean it.” Thereupon Duo drew his hand away again, destroying all
the vain hope Heero fostered. “And what about Relena then?” he asked. The Japanese rolled his eyes in annoyance. “Relena.
I don’t love her. The only reason I stay with her is for a good
fuck every once in a while, for as far as you can call that any good
anyway. It has always been you I…” He abruptly cut his sentence
off and looked his friend frightened into the eyes. “There, you’ve almost said it yourself,”
Duo said. “Why don’t you just admit it, Heero? You know
it, I know it. No use denying it any longer.” From amidst the warmth from both their bodies, his gun
suddenly reappeared, the barrel being pressed right between Duo’s
eyes. “Go ahead and kill me, Heero. I don’t care
if I live or die,” the man said calmly. He was being hurled back and forth between his pride
and feelings he was no longer able to push away. It would’ve
been so easy to pull that trigger, to yet again kill someone, but
he wasn’t entirely sure that he would still be able to live if
he would lose that friend of his. “But I do hope you realise,” he continued,
“that the only ones who would suffer would not be me, but Heidi,
and most of all you.” You could almost cut the tension, and although Duo did
his best to make it appear as if he wasn’t scared, still his
pounding heart told him differently. He forced his breathing to stay
regular and could only pray Heero would love him enough not to kill
him. Duo knew he loved him, but his fear for Doctor J was constantly
rivalling with that love, and at times it even overpowered it. Religion
might not have been his best quality, Christ, not by far, but praying
he did that moment and secretly clutched the crucifix of his Lord’s
Prayer through his clothes. Suddenly a girlish voice pierced its way into his office,
coming from the corridor. “Heerrrroo…” it purred. “What’s
taking you so long? I’ve been calling you five minutes ago.” For a moment Heero’s eyes flashed a most tremendous
gleam as he recognised Relena’s voice and slowly he let his gun
sag, hating her for interrupting them on a moment like this, a moment
he had a throbbing cock in his spandex, caused by the only man who
could possibly cause that. “Heero?” she said again. “Are you in
there?” She peered inside, and finally came in. Both men squinted
at her, Duo moving away only a tiny bit, still maintaining enough
body contact between them. They could see that her blouse was half
unbuttoned and that she was wearing nothing at all underneath it. “Heero, what’s going on in here?” she
asked suspiciously, swiftly crossing her arms over her half-exposed
chest as she saw Duo was with him. How he cursed her, the stupid lass. So many times she
had yelled at him, asked him to kill her. “Heero, come and kill
me!” It was almost like a never ending lament which kept on reverberating
in his head. Why had he never done it? “Heero, I have asked you something,” she demanded
sternly when he didn’t answer her. “Well Relena,” Duo said in Heero’s place,
pressing his hips a bit closer again. “Heero was just about to
suck me off, ne Heero?” Although the wound of Hilde’s loss
was still fresh in his heart, the temptation to fall back into his
old roll of “Flirtatious scumbag” was too great. “Duo, mind your own business and shut the fuck
up. I wasn’t talking to you,” she hissed. “And for
God’s sake, get your paws off him.” Duo ignored her however and firmly squeezed his buttocks,
making Heero gasp. “And why not? He has done it before, do you
remember?” he whispered, still loud enough for Relena to hear
it, while he swiftly flicked his tongue against his ear. “And
then we screwed, fucked each other like there was no tomorrow. God,
that felt so good. Something no woman in the world could possibly
give.” To both their surprise, Relena seemed to stay surprisingly
calm, although steam was practically coming out of her ears. “I’d
say *someone* is too many in this room,” she growled, significantly
looking at Duo. “I was just about to say the same,” Heero
said dangerously softly, raising his gun to her, his eyes bent on
murder. Victory! He had conquered yet again, and a triumphant
snigger rubbed it all the more in her face. He finally tore his body
away from Heero, stalked his way to Relena and bent over to her until
the tips of their noses almost touched. “Game over,” he
said softly. From Duo’s smirking face, she looked back to Heero,
and to her dismay she could clearly see what his spandex couldn’t
hide. Apart from that, she was still facing his weapon. So it wasn’t
the first time he had threatened to kill her, not at all. But now,
his gaze was devastating and feral, to say the least. She couldn’t
deny that this time, all she felt was fear with that gun pointed at
her, combined whit that murderous look in his eyes, which she saw
coming from him for the fist time, at least towards her. “Well, I think I’d better leave you two turtledoves alone now,” Duo grinned, living to see Relena in misery. However she hated him, now her look almost pleaded not
to leave her alone with Heero. For the first time since she knew him,
she was actually afraid of him. Heero at the other hand was almost
glaring him out. “Yes, you should do that,” he growled, his furious gaze hovering back to his girlfriend. As he left the office, he almost bumped into Wufei.
“He Wu-man! How they’re hanging?” he said merrily.
“Say, Wu-man, if you hear a gunshot, it’s Heero killing
Relena.” “Oh, is he planning on killing her again?”
he said, like they were discussing your most casual subject. “Yeah, although this time he seemed pretty serious.
Hey Wu-man, wanna play a game? Ooh, I know a funny game!” “Oh no, not another game. I’m tired of those
games of yours.” “No no, you’ll love this one!” he cheered,
excitedly jumping up and down. “Let’s play Russian Roulette
with Relena, but with a gun with no bullets, and then she’s the
only one who doesn’t know there are no bullets. That will soooo
freak her out! Waddya say, waddya say?” “Leave me, Maxwell. I’m not in the mood for
your hyperactivity right now,” he said grumpily, heading in the
same direction as Duo, and by that obliged to listen to his rattling. “You’re never in the mood,” Duo smiled,
carelessly shrugging. “Bet you didn’t have any part in organizing
that date as well.” “Date? What freakin’ date are you talking
about?” he said confused. “Thought so,” the American sighed. “Whatever,” Wufei muttered. “Must’ve
been all Quatre’s idea anyway. Trowa would never even consider
of starting such things, and Heero’s in love with you.” “Ssh! Not so loud, dammit! Does the whole building
need to know?!” Duo hissed. “What? That you and Heero are in luuuv?” the
black-haired man teased. “For the love of God, cut it out! Since when do
you like pestering people anyway?” “Don’t worry, I won’t tell anyone,”
Wufei reassured him, turning his back at him and waving him a lazy
goodbye. “The whole building already knows. Why bother?” “What?! What did you say?!” Duo yelled, about
to explode. “Face it, Maxwell. Winner and Barton, and as I
have heard Treize and Zechs too, are no longer considered as the only
gay couples around here.” Feeling a wee-bit ridiculous he watched the retrieving
figure of Wufei and stuck his tongue out to it, feeling even more
ridiculous as he sensed someone was watching him from the door of
his office. “Don’t you ever dare calling *me* childish
again,” she scowled playfully, amused by his sudden bashfulness
as his eyes caught sight of her. “You’ve heard all that?” he whimpered
miserably, sauntering over to her. “Uhu-uhu,” she said excitedly nodding her
head with her big, childlike eyes. “Boy oh boy, think of all
the things we could do now.” A little impish chortle escaped
her. “Has everyone lost their mind inhere?! Is there
something contagious hovering in the air?!” he cried out, throwing
his hands up in the air as her spoke. “Easy does it,” she reassured him. “Only
foolin’ around.” He tried to believe her, but the mischief glistening in her dark-blue orbs annihilated that frail possibility. From now on he would just have to be on his guard and await what she was up to next. To be continued ~*~*~
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