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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 7 “Duo, get out of here,” Heero said, sighing
feverishly. “Run. Quickly, run away.” “Forget it, Heero. Think of me what you want, but
I’m not gonna let you down now.” He bowed over him and held
him with a protectiveness he had never experienced before, shielding
his lover’s body with his own, and that was probably the very
reason why Doctor J snapped. “It’s me he wants, get out!” he said,
squeezing his eyes shut, tears starting to run down his cheeks again. “That’s exactly why he won’t shoot me.” “No, I mean it, Duo! Leave, no-“ He abruptly
cut his sentence off as he heard a gunshot ringing through his ears.
Red, warm liquid stained the hand that was holding on to Duo, but
he didn’t feel any pain himself, so sadly he came to the conclusion
that it must’ve been Duo’s blood. “Duo…”
he whispered incredulously. All life seemed to drain from him as he
looked up at his face and saw him staring back at him with glazed,
lifeless eyes. A strangely contorted cry left his mouth and he clutched
the bleeding body in his arms. “See what that boy has done to you. Look at you,”
Doctor J hissed. “He has made you weak, pathetic.” The old
man paced towards the bed, making Heero shrink back. He tried to pry
his arms away from Duo, although he had to use a considerable amount
of force to make him loosen his grip, then grabbed the dead boy by
his chestnut strands and dragged him away from Heero. Through the
tears blurring his sight, Heero saw him mercilessly throwing him aside
like an old, worn-out rag doll, and he reached out his arms like a
little child that has to hand in his favorite pet. “Kill me,” Heero sobbed. “I demand that
you kill me!” But he should’ve known better. He should’ve
known that Doctor J was much crueler than that. Rather giving him
a life long misery than killing him at once. “You will never love again…” he growled.
He pointed his gun right between Heero’s legs, and his eyes widened
as he realized just what he was planning to do. “NO!!” he hollered, clasping his legs tightly
against his chest and squeezing his eyes shut. The sound of another
gunshot pierced through his head, and after that, it was awfully quiet.
He didn’t hear anything, didn’t even feel any pain. Slowly
he opened his eyes again, and above him he saw the off-white ceiling
of his bedroom. Also, he no longer found himself sitting hunched up
in a strange bed, but lying on his back in his own. He all of a sudden
jumped upright with the recollection of what had happened in his dream,
and quickly looked under the sheets. “No blood, no pain,”
he whispered. Reaching his hand down, he felt between his legs, tentatively,
carefully. “It’s still there,” he sighed relieved.
“It was only a dream.” As relieved as he was, soon the remaining
shreds of his nightmare came back to him, and the one image that stood
most vividly in front of his eyes, was when Doctor J shot Duo. The
mere thought of that twisted lunatic murdering the one he truly loved
awakened a deep anger inside of him, but the fact that there was nothing
at all he could do about it, filled him with a boundless sadness and
desperation, and at that very moment, he couldn’t have been more
tired of living. It was only Duo that still kept him going. Only Duo
he needed more than anything else now. “Duo, I wish you were
here,” he groaned, about to burst out in tears of pure misery.
“To prevent me from doing stupid things. To stop me from killing
myself.” He wanted to pick up the phone and call him, but then
again, if Doctor J would tape his phone calls and hear all his messages,
then he could start saying his prayers. “No, he wouldn’t.
That’s just plain sick,” he thought out loud. “But
what if he does? You never know. And I don’t want another night
like last night.” He was in two minds, didn’t know what
to do. He was desperate for Duo’s support, but was also deadly
afraid of Doctor J. “God, I’m going paranoid!” he hollered,
burying his face in his hands. “Heeerrooo!” he suddenly heard coming from
outside. “Open the dooooor!” He jerked his head upright
and snatched it to the window, and only now he saw that he had been
sleeping the morning away. It was already noon. “Duo?” he said, stumbling upright and hurrying
over to the window. Down below he indeed could see the Deathscythe
pilot staring up, playing with his braid in boredom. “Duo!”
he yelled, still not capable of opening his window since Doctor J
didn’t seem to have replaced them yet. “Hold on, I’m
coming!” He rushed down the stairs and opened the door for him
to come in. “Heero, you goddamn sleepy-head. You had me worried
there. I try to call you, no-one picks up. I come knocking at your
door, no-one opens. I thought Doctor J had done something again,”
he rattled. The moment he had set one foot inside, Heero threw his
arms around him, stopping him in his babbling, and held him to never
let him go again. “Have you ever felt so miserable you wanted to
commit suicide?” he muffled against his shoulder. “What?” Duo said startled. “Heero, what
happened?” He pulled him away to look him into the eyes and as
he did so, he noticed him wincing in slight pain. “Nothing. Never mind,” he mumbled, lowering
his eyes, though he really needed to say what was on his mind. “No fucking way! Tell me what happened! And why are you wearing a long-sleeved shirt? It’s summer!” His eyes roved past his arms and on his wrists he caught
glimpses of darker spots. “Are that bruises on you wrists?” “That’s nothing! Been clumsy. Fell down the
stairs,” he said curtly. Duo seized one of his wrists, determined to get the
truth out of him, but making him whimper slightly with his sudden
action. “Heero Yuy, you were trained to be a Perfect Soldier.
The day you are clumsy is the day I can’t get a hard-one. Now
tell me the goddamn truth!” He heaved a sigh and bowed his head extremely, his chin
almost touching his chest. “He has seen us kissing.” “What? Last night?” “Yeah,” Heero said, nodding his head. “I
had barely set foot in the house, or he was already behind me. It
scared the hell out of me. I hadn’t expected it, in fact. Didn’t
know he would be so fanatical to actually watch my every movement,
but suddenly he just stood there and pounded me between my two shoulder
blades. Then he pushed me further inside and… started to beat
me up, just like that. It was so horrible. I just wanted to die, wanted
him to break my cranium or something. I had given up on life. I’d
had enough. But then I thought about you,” he said, looking up
at him. “And I knew I couldn’t die, that I had to live through
it. I would’ve left you unhappy if I did.” “But Heero,” Duo said almost breathlessly.
“Aren’t you in a lot of pain then? Internal bleedings or
stuff like that?” “No, I can take care of myself,” he smiled.
“Besides, pain wasn’t the reason why I wanted to die, just
the reason why he did it.” “Come here,” Duo said softly, opening his
arms for him, and Heero gladly accepted his gesture. “At least you still love me,” he muffled. “Oh, but there are a lot of people who love you,
you silly guy,” Duo consoled him. “In fact, I have someone
sitting in the car who wants to get to know you a little better.” “Oh yeah? Who?” Heero said surprised. “Not
Heidi, she has already seen everything of me.” “Just wait,” he said mysteriously. Heero watched him darting back to the car and two girls
came out, Heidi and… another Heidi? Did she have a twin sister?
He looked at Duo with a questioning and confused look, not quite understanding
that it was his rival for the simple reason that he assumed her dead. “Spooky, isn’t it,” Duo smiled, “to
see someone of who you thought she was dead standing there?” With a highly incredulous look, his eyes hovered back
to the girl that looked most mature. “Hilde? Is that you?” “Yes, it’s me, Heero,” she said, nodding
her head, and in her voice sounded the slightest tone of rivalry and
challenge, which only Heero seemed to have noticed. “I know, I couldn’t believe it either. But
it’s really her. I recognised her scent last night,” Duo
said, looking at her with a dreamy and warm smile. Heero’s head jerked back to him, dumbfounded and,
to his surprise, feeling something that must’ve been plain jealousy.
It threatened their relationship, to know that he apparently had made
love to her. Hilde threatened their relationship. Heidi saw his worries
and put her arm around his waist. “Don’t worry, honey,”
she whispered in his ear. “Duo loves you, only you. It was me
who has dragged her into it, not him. And it was me who has convinced
her to watch the two of you…” “What? Watch us?” he hissed. With a deadly
glare he turned back to Duo. “Hilde, Heidi, get inside,”
he growled, keeping Duo trapped in his tremendous gaze. They both
bounced inside and made themselves comfortable on the couch, slightly
amused with the perilous situation they had got Duo into. “Duo, what’s the meaning of this all?”
he hissed. “Oh, Heidi has already told you, I see,” he
smiled nervously. “I can’t believe you actually agree with this.
Duo, you’re turning this into vulgar group sex. Besides, think
of the risk we’re taking. Doctor J knows you’re here, for
sure.” “My sweet Heero,” he said, taking his shoulders
and looking him into the eyes. “Did you really think I would
let the old fool harm you even more than he already did? First thing
on Monday, I’m gonna carry out my plan, should’ve already
done that weeks ago. And in the mean time, I’m not gonna leave
your side for a single moment.” “But Duo…” “No Heero, don’t argue. I’m tired of
that constant cautiousness. I’m staying with you till Monday,
and after that, it will all be over.” His genuine worries touched him, moved him. It showed
him that his feelings were sincere and that he wasn’t planning
on playing some ridiculous game with his heart, but that he just wanted
to have some fun, albeit in very extreme and farfetched ways. Duo
just was like that. So would it really be so bad to just give into
it? “Heero, you’re exaggerating. She’s just
curious, that’s all. Please Heero, just once,” he wheedled
with his oh so lovable and endearing puppy-eyes. “Please?” “Oh, get your ass up to that bedroom before I change
my mind,” he said, gesturing with his head to the stairway. Duo gave an excited little yell and clapped his hands
in delight. “Girls! He said yes!” he yelled in the direction
of the living room, already with a foot on the lowest step. “Let’s
get upstairs!” But the two girls didn’t answer, and with
a confused face, Heero and Duo looked at each other and went taking
a look. “My, interesting,” Duo said as they found
them making out in the couch, Heidi taking the lead and Hilde easily
going with her. “Yeah, quite” Heero said soberly. “Hey lovebirds! Are you two gonna do it here or
are you gonna join us upstairs?” “What?” Heidi said, pulling away from Hilde’s
lips. “Heero, are you gonna do it? Are you really okay with it?” “Yes, but only once. Heard me, Duo? Only once,”
he said, turning to his lover. “Now, let’s go.” With high expectations and a racing heart, Hilde followed
the three of them. What had become almost a routine for them, was
completely new for her, and as excited as she was, still she was the
last one who was completely discarded from her clothes. “Go on, Hilde. Take your clothes off,” Heidi
said, trying to pull her shirt over her head. “What? Do I have to get undressed too? I thought
I could just watch,” she said with a disquieted face, crossing
her arms in front of her chest, uncomfortable with the sudden nakedness. Duo crawled behind her and gently unfastened her bra.
“One good turn deserves another, honey,” he said softly
in her ear. Feelings he had rarely felt tickled in Heero’s
stomach, although he couldn’t quite give them a name. Maybe it
was slight amusement, even gloating as he saw Hilde in such a situation.
That girl who was so determined to win Duo’s heart back, now
so uncertain and small. Strange actually. Who would’ve ever thought
that he would end up in the same bed with her, both of them naked,
he dominant, she insecure. He could’ve used her so easily now,
and then toss her aside, just like Duo had done to him months ago
in his ignorance, and neither Duo or Heidi would find that a bad thing.
Anyone could use anyone. It was one of the rules in this delicate
game, for as far there *were* rules. He wondered. How would it feel
like to fuck someone you hate? Not like with a whore, where you go
in, shoot your load, pay and leave again. No, really hate. Just raw,
meaningless sex, no feelings of affection, no love. Just lust, ecstasy,
pleasure and an explosive orgasm at the ending. His chance to find
out was right in front of his eyes. And still, there were other ways
to nag her, ways that most probably would’ve been a helluvalot
more painful to her. If he would screw Duo right in front of her eyes,
make her witness just how much he enjoyed it to be pleased by him.
Or no, even better. Duo himself taking the initiative to arouse and
entice him. Heero who would feel that sweating body against him, who
would feel those thrusting hips between his legs, who would scream
and writhe under the sensation of his cock moving up and down inside
of him instead of Hilde. Possibilities galore. All of a sudden he could feel something brushing past
his back. A soft touch at first, but then a naked body pressed against
him and at either side of him he could see a graceful leg slightly
pulled up. He looked behind in confusion and saw Heidi smiling at
him. In front of him sat Duo, a cunning grin on his face, and at his
right side Hilde. While he had been fantasising and plotting, he hadn’t
noticed that Duo and Heidi had managed to sway Hilde into taking her
clothes off, and that Heidi had been whispering something in Duo’s
ear. Yet another one of her devilish games, and he was soon to find
out exactly how devilish. Duo still had a slight look of awe in his
eyes. The bruises on Heero’s body were numerous, from light-coloured
to almost black, and he didn’t even want to start imagining how
rough Doctor J had been. He knew he couldn’t heal those wounds,
that was something only time could do. But at least he could cure
the bruises on his precious soul. By making love to him, letting him
know that he wasn’t really all that inhuman. Making love, like
he was about to do now. He laid a hand in his neck, and Heidi did the same with Heero. Ever so slowly, it slid down his chest, Heidi’s hand moving equally as slowly. She mirrored his every movement, circled a thumb around his nipple as Duo did that too, lingered along his belly and moved her index finger around his navel. Heero was quick to fathom their little plan. Duo had total control, he could tease and pester him as much as he wished, and Heero had a slight presentiment that if he would venture to sneak his own hand to that place Duo would make her avoid as long as possible, she would punish him in one of her own subtle ways. So unbearable it was to his mind that he just let it slip away and handed his body over to their care. His neck became limp and moans of upcoming rapture rolled out of his throat with every new part of his skin she touched. The contents of his head started spinning and whirling and it were only little details that had to mislead him. Her hand moved ever lower, even had felt the smoothness of his thighs a few times already, but had bypassed his waiting manhood every time. Very gently, she let her other hand play along, and let it toy with his other nipple to distract him a bit of the fingers that were finally creeping to that throbbing hardness. And there, from that moment on, Duo left her the choice and took a moment to watch his squirming and moaning lover. How he gasped when Heidi softly caressed his cock, cried
out as she gave a sudden jerk. It made him feel excited. Let’s
be honest, it made him horny. And although it was his initial purpose
to make Heidi play with him until he would almost come, the urge to
bow over and taste him was growing with every moan, every thrust of
those hips. To set his mind on something else and delay it just a little longer, he threw a glance to Hilde, curious about the fact if she was equally turned on as he was, or if she just found it disgusting enough to run away and never come back. So far, they hadn’t really done anything that was exactly scandalous, and he was pleased to see that she hadn’t sneaked away already. She still sat there, to his surprise with her eyes narrowed and her breathing a little heavier than usual. Just as he was about to sit next to her to watch them together, he heard Heero moaning his name, as if he knew, in spite of the fact that he had his eyes closed, Duo was about to make overtures to Hilde. He reached out a hand to where he assumed Duo was sitting, and smiled slightly when he felt kisses on the palm of his hand, moving further along his arm. The sensations mingled. The kisses, the caresses, the jerking off. They flowed
over into each other, and if the hand between his thighs wouldn’t
have stopped all of a sudden, they would’ve spoiled his body
with yet another one of those delectable orgasms. But now, all was
gone, and he opened his eyes in confusion and slight disappointment,
just in time to see Duo bow over and make his mouth replace that hand.
His neck arched back, just as his back, and he at once squeezed his
eyes tightly shut again. Heidi left them to their own, and gently
let Heero lean down on the bed. He rocked his hips according to the
rhythm Duo’s head was bobbing and buried one hand in his auburn
locks and another one in the sheets. But again, just before his release
broke over him, he stopped, and Heero was growing pretty annoyed. “Duo…” he growled, looking at him in
a way that showed clearly that if he didn’t fuck him that very
moment, he would pin him down on the mattress and would screw him
until he had screamed himself hoarse. “Heidi, lubricant please,” he said without
taking his eyes off Heero, seemingly understanding his gaze. Heidi,
who’s hand seemed to be merged with a tube of lubricant at moments
like that, grinned and handed him what he wanted. Duo started smearing
his fingers with the lube, but Heero said a swift “no” and
motioned with his eyes to his cock, letting him know by that that
he didn’t need any of the stretching first. “Are… you sure?” Duo asked hesitantly.
“It will hurt more then.” Heero didn’t mind about that and gave a yank at Duo’s hips. “Fuck me… Now. I’m more than ready,” he whispered in his ear, his voice rumbling softly with lust. Not only was he aching to feel his American sex-bomb thrusting inside his narrow entrance, he also was dying to see that evil prophecy of him come true, that was what he was mostly after. What did he care about pain, certainly when it’s the kind of pain that shoots you into extreme ecstasy. He slightly wondered if Duo felt it the same way, about Hilde witnessing how he would give him such pleasure, but as he saw what his challenging eyes were staring at while he was lubricating his member, he didn’t need to wonder anymore. He sniggered approvingly and satisfied, and when he spread his legs just a bit more, it was all of a prompting Duo needed. The violet-eyed demigod stalked over him and made him cry out as he gave a hard push with his hips, feeling his nails digging into his shoulders. For a few brief moments, pain and pleasure were flirting with each other, until Duo pushed in again and hit his prostate. If Heero wanted to, he could’ve given a show like there was no tomorrow. Screaming louder than was actually necessary, wrapping
his legs tightly around Duo’s pounding hips, when in fact his
body told him that he could easily leave them where they were. All
with the mere intention to plague Hilde. Yet, when he actually did
those things, it were genuine reactions. His screams were so loud,
even nearly sobs, that Hilde found it about time to interfere. “Heidi, I think he’s in pain,” she said
worriedly. “It’s okay. He likes it,” Heidi reassured
her. “Look at his feet. They’re pressing against Duo’s
buttocks. The harder he goes, the better for him. It’s all he
wants right now, just because we have driven him so crazy with those
caresses and all the playing at first.” “But then why is he crying?” Heidi looked at his eyes and saw that there were indeed
tears running down his temples. “That’s from emotion. It
can happen to anyone every now and then while making love. It happens
of itself. Only, people are always too carried away with pleasure
while it happens, so mostly they don’t feel it. He doesn’t
feel it too now. In fact, I’m pretty sure that, if he knew he
was crying, he would try to stop it. Tears are something as good as
strange to him. But those tears Hilde, those tears are no tears of
pain, or grief. Only happiness. Listen now.” They both fell silent to hear their screams weave through
each other as their would-be lovers climaxed. Hilde watched Heero’s
face, his mouth wide open, eyes squeezed shut, to then come to rest
again. She examined it, almost waited for a triumphant smirk or a
malicious glare. But all she could see was contentment and an endless
inner peace. Most likely it did hurt, but she saw no regret. He was
satisfied, filled. His death wish was gone, had dissolved and was
replaced with renewed hope, even a touch of happiness. And he wanted
to preserve that feeling as long as he could, no matter how long they
would lie there like that. Real life could wait, that moment should
stay, just a bit longer. But that moment eventually had to make place for real
life again, and slowly the two resting bodies started stirring, reluctantly,
and ever so calmly. All that time, Hilde and Heidi hadn’t said a word,
a unicum for the latter. But as she saw life seeping back into the
boys, she meddled her tongue again. “So look who’s finally waking up,” she
said, smiling brightly. They both mumbled something like “Shut up”
or “Hold you tongue”, though Duo could muster a half-hearted
grin. He rolled himself over to his side of the bed and landed with
a lazy thud. “Isn’t weekend just great?” he smirked.
“Sleeping till noon, fucking whenever you feel like it.” “You always feel like it,” Heidi chirped. “That’s a fact,” Heero agreed. “I am, aren’t I?” Duo sniggered, folding
his hands behind his head. Suddenly he started singing a very familiar
tune. “I’m a little hentai, bold and stout. This is my handle,
this it my… Aw! Heidi!” The girl had jumped over Heero and started tickling
him. Heero watched them and felt a certain kind of merriment coming
up inside of him. Actually strange how those two could be like that.
How Duo could be bisexual, could enjoy the presence of men and women.
And how Heidi had brought them together. Commitment apparently was
something abstract to her. Sure, she still frolicked around him like
crazy and sure, she still lived together with him in the same house.
But that was only because Heero couldn’t take too much risks
right now. And undoubtedly they still humped each other, but he was
convinced of it that that was not always because she wanted to, but
for the mere reason that Duo was so insatiable. That would all change
the moment they’d got rid of Doctor J. “I’m gonna take a shower,” he said, getting
up and sauntering to the bathroom. “Can I go with you?” Heidi asked. On that he hesitated. Duo and Heidi together, that was
safe, but Duo and Hilde together… He trusted him, but not her.
If he would leave them alone now, then she would surely try. He threw
a swift glance to Duo, and as their eyes met, the American gave him
a reassuring wink. “Sure, why not,” he said curtly. She jumped out of the bed and dashed towards the bathroom,
grabbing Heero’s hand while she flew past him and dragging him
with her, leaving Duo and Hilde alone. Duo squinted at the girl next to him and noticed a somewhat
sullen expression on her face. “Hey, why so gloomy?” he smiled, softly pinching
her cheek. She moved away from him, not wanting to be touched by him
right now. “I shouldn’t have listened to her,” she
muttered, her eyes lowered. “You… didn’t like it,” Duo said,
more a statement than a question. “How could I? You and Heero.” “Then would you have liked it when it were two
other guys?” “Well, I don’t know many guys who are as cute
as you are.” “Maybe Quatre and Trowa. Would you like to watch
Quatre and Trowa? Oh, but wait,” he corrected himself. “Heero
didn’t want to involve anyone else in this anymore. Shoot.” “Stop fooling around like that!” she barked.
“Did you really expect me to enjoy watching you making love to
a man? To see with my own eyes that you truly *are* gay?” “I’m not…! “I thought you loved me, Duo.” “I did love you, Hilde. A lot,” he said. Telling
her now that he even was planning to marry her probably wouldn’t
be a very wise thing to do. The knowledge that his love for Heero
was even stronger than that might’ve been too hard for her, and
he still wasn’t that cruel a person. He knew his limits. “But
feelings can change. And if you still want me, then you’ll just
have to accept him as well.” Suddenly she jerked her head to him with an angry frown
between her eyebrows. “Can’t you just forget about him?”
she snapped. The look in Duo’s eyes changed from goofily to
dead serious. “Heidi, forgetting about him after all what he
has been through would be even more inhuman than all the inhumanity
Heero has ever shown in his entire life. Haven’t you seen his
bruises then? That’s what Doctor J has done to him for just a
kiss. It contains a lot of risks for him to love me,” Duo said.
“When he first found out we were in love, he has thrown him upon
some twisted rack of his, has drugged him, tortured him mentally and
physically. So that’s why you have to understand Hilde, that
I can never stop loving him.” A short silence hovered between the two of them. Her
expression had softened a bit, but still she had to throw out another
poisonous remark. “So you’re doing this out of pity?” “No Hilde,” he said calmly, shaking his head.
“Not out of pity, but out of respect and admiration. But above
all, out of true love.” It was a truth painful to accept for her. He knew he
had hurt the girl with that, but only Heero could give him what he
really wanted and really needed. He didn’t use him for all his
games and fantasies, in spite of what some people might think. Fulfilling
his sexual needs might’ve been important, but his true love for
him lay in sweet whispers and caring words. “I’m sorry if I’m ruining your dreams
and I don’t blame you if you hold a grudge against me now, but
you just have to face it. Heero and I are gonna stay together. And
not even you can change that. You can hate me if you want, but if
you can’t live with that Hilde, then I suggest that you should
pack your stuff right now, walk out of that door and never show your
face here again.” Incredulous, perplexed eyes stared at him. Walk out
of that door… Never show your face here again… Those words
were trying to register in her mind, were trying to find time to seep
through. Time they didn’t get. Her train of thoughts was rudely
interrupted by a sudden scream from Heidi, which made it very obvious
what those two were doing over there. Did she want to be like that?
Someone who would be passed on from one boy to another again and again?
A rag doll for their sexual romps, like Heidi? That was not what she
wanted. She wanted Duo, only Duo. But this wasn’t Duo anymore.
He used to be so easy to read, his thoughts were reflected upon his
face. It was old news to her that 99 percent of his time, he thought
about sex, that he had numerous outrageous and various fantasies and
kept on inventing new ones. It was his favourite pastime. Now she
didn’t even see whether he still loved her or not. She loved
him, with all her heart, that was for sure. And she realised that,
if she really loved him, she had to allow him to be truly happy, to
live his life to the full. Only here he could do that, only here he
had someone who wasn’t as prudish as she was. She could appease
with it. Breaking up she had to do anyway, apparently, and if she
had to do it, she wanted to leave in peace, not fighting. Though when
she looked at his face, her heart gave a twitch, crumbled down in
the ashes of a fire that once used to burn so brightly. Why did he
have to be so damn good-looking anyway?! “Alright, I understand,” she said softly,
casting her eyes down. “You… You do? Really?” he asked unbelievingly.
“I mean, you’re… okay with it?” “Yes, I am,” she smiled, while she started
putting her clothes back on. “On one condition.” “Oh? What?” “That you don’t forget to invite me on your
wedding.” “Excuse me?! Wedding?!?! Did I miss something here?”
he exclaimed stupefied. “No,” she chuckled. “But if you say that
you love him so much, then you should marry him. Don’t you think?”
She got up and walked towards the door, waving him a negligent goodbye.
“So long. I’ll find my way out.” Marry him… Why didn’t he think of that? Such
a perfect idea, so simple, yet it hadn’t come to his mind till
now. And then to hear it from Hilde, the woman who undoubtedly was
still desperate for him in spite of the fact that she had shown herself
relatively calm when she left just now. So then, from now on, if Heero
would actually say yes, he could consider him as his future husband.
It actually made him smile, a sweet, dreamy smile that still lay on
his lips when Heero and Heidi were done taking a shower. “What the hell are you grinning about like that?”
Heidi said. But Duo ignored her question and sauntered to his lover
with a mysterious, love-drunk gaze and kissed him, tender, yet deep,
while squeezing in his towel-covered buttocks, making him moan slightly. “You smell good,” he purred into his neck. “What’s with you?” Heero asked. “Nothing,” Duo sighed. “Absolutely nothing.” “Oh, I know,” Heidi said from the bed, playing
with the white towel that was wrapped around her body. “He heard
us and now he wants some of the good stuff too. Not true, Duo?” “Maybe,” he said, sideways glancing at her.
“But it’s just that… Hilde has given me quite an excellent
idea.” He heaved a happy sigh and kissed him again, his hands
softly tugging at the towel around his hips. “Heero, I wanna
make love to you. My sweetheart, I love you so very much,” he
whispered, pressing himself against him and holding him ever so tightly.
“Let’s make love, Hee-chan. I want you, wanna feel you.” Something wasn’t right here. Why was he so affectionate
all of a sudden, why all the smooching? Hee-chan? Hadn’t used
that nick-name for weeks. Make love? His standard word for that was
either “fucking” or “ screwing”, maybe “humping”,
but when he actually used “making love”, then he’d
better be on his guard. “Duo, what exactly has Hilde done to you?”
he asked uncomfortably. “And where is she?” “Yeah, now that you mention it,” Heidi said,
looking around. “She’s not here anymore. And her clothes
are gone too. Did she leave, Duo?” Somewhat reluctantly, the American abandoned the smooth
neck he was spoiling and threw another glance to her, then turned
back to his one and only. “Heero, would you mind going outside
for just a sec?” he said, pushing him back outside without awaiting
a response and shutting the door right in front of his nose. What were they doing in there, what the hell were they
talking about? So it wasn’t his nature to go eavesdropping, but
he wanted to know. Duo didn’t close him out his own room for
no reason. They were discussing something, and sure as hell, he was
the subject. All he could hear though, was an occasional cheer from
Heidi, something like “Oh, that’s so great!” and “I’m
so happy for you!” Later on he could still hear Duo saying “So
from now on you’ll have to start looking for someone else”
and then Heidi “I understand. I’ll leave you two on your
own. At least until the…!” “Quiet dammit! He’ll hear us! I don’t
wanna tell him yet! It still has to be a surprise.” His curiosity was seriously buggering him, almost at
the point of kicking in his own door. He hated surprises. All the
surprises he’d got up till now had been unpleasant ones. However,
he was aware of it that Duo would never give him something he wouldn’t
like. Yet, he still was very sceptical concerning surprises. Certainly
when it’s the kind of surprises of which you know you’re
gonna get *something*, only don’t know what or when. He couldn’t
stand the tension bound to go along with it. Too late, he heard the doorknob being pushed down, and
as the door jerked open, he quickly straightened again, the knowledge
that he had been caught eavesdropping clearly readable in his eyes.
On the soft carpet, Duo’s bare feet had been inaudible to him. “D-Duo…” he stammered nervously. “Hee-chan? Why, you wicked little devil,”
Duo said on a slightly reproaching tone, crossing his arms in front
of his chest. “Have you been listening? Okay, speak up. What
have you heard?” “Well, not much. Only that Heidi was very happy
about one thing or another, but also that she’d have to start
looking for someone else,” he confessed, fidgeting a bit. “And
also that you have some kind of a surprise for me.” “That’s all? You didn’t hear why Heidi
was so happy and why she should start looking for someone else and
what that surprise is?” he said, sticking a threatening finger
out to him. “No.” “Honestly?” “Yes.” Duo still considered him for a few moments, contemplating
whether he should believe him or not, then dropped his finger and
put on a happy grin, seemingly finding it plausible enough. “Okay, then you can come in again,” he smiled,
moving aside to let him enter. As the Japanese brushed past him, he
could hear him grumbling something like “Can’t even come
into my own room whenever I want to.” “Aw, don’t be angry with me now, Hee-chan.
I only want to see you happy, that’s all,” he said, flinging
his arms around his shoulders from behind and together strolling their
way to the bed again like that. “So, wanna make luuuv now?” “No Duo, first you have to tell me something.” “Since when are you making up excuses not to screw
me?” he said, letting go of him again and giving Heero the space
to flop himself down on the mattress. “Tell me, that plan of yours. How are things gonna
go?” “Yeah, tell us Duo,” Heidi said, her interest
awakened too now. “Well, actually it’s quite simple,” he
said, sitting down between the two of them. “We let the old man
walk in on us.” “What?!” Heero snapped with a sudden quiver
in his voice, recollecting his disastrous dream. “Have you lost
your mind?” “Don’t worry, Hee-chan. It can’t go wrong.
I’ve asked Quatre, Trowa and Wufei. They’re gonna help us.
They’re all gonna be there.” “What do you mean? We’re just gonna do it
in our office, make sure Doctor J hears it so he’s furious and
will kill me, and the rest is just gonna stand looking at it?!”
he shouted. “Well, we’re not gonna actually *do* it, just
make-believe. I mean, it can’t be that hard. Just scream each
other’s name a few times and he’ll know enough,” he
calmly explained, ignoring Heero’s growing despair and fury. “Okay, but Duo. Read my lips! He is going to kill
me!” he said, clutching his shoulders and pronouncing each word
pointedly. “Oh, you really think he’ll get the chance
to do that? Heero, I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again,
he’s not gonna harm you more than he already did! I won’t
let him!” Duo reassured him. “I’m afraid, Duo. I’m afraid. It’s
not gonna work out. Something will go wrong, I can feel it, I just
know it!” he sighed, his breath quickening to an ominous rate.
The boy shuddered visibly and Duo understood the extreme terror in
his voice and knew by the fact that he openly admitted that he was
scared that it was serious. He had been through too much to just trust
someone. “It’s alright. Just calm down, I don’t want to have you hyperventilating again,” he said on a soft and utterly caring tone, holding him close against him and soothingly rubbing his back. “We won’t let you down, Heero. It’s the five of us against one crazy, old, one-handed
lunatic.” “I’ll be there too,” Heidi carefully
said. “See Heero? Six against one, he doesn’t stand
a chance. We have all figured it out. While he has kept you locked
up, Trowa, Quatre, Wufei and I have made up a plan. The moment he
walks in, Wufei will throw his sword to his feet, and then it’s
just plain strategy. I will lunge for his coat and snatch it off,
Trowa will pin his arms behind his back, Wufei will get hold of his
feet and Quatre and Heidi will keep a gun pointed at his temples for
if he tries to resist, and by God, he will, while I look for his tranquillisers
in his coat. There’s no need to be scared. Okay Heero? Just calm
down.” It took him quite some consoling, but eventually Heero’s
heaving chest came to rest again and he snuggled close against his
lover. “Thank you for doing this for me,” he murmured
quietly against his naked chest. Duo gave a little sigh and placed a soft kiss on the
mass of Heero’s freshly washed hair. “If I wouldn’t
do this for you, then I wouldn’t be worthy of your love, koi,”
he said. “You know Duo, I will be glad when it’s finally
all over. I don’t want to be a Perfect Soldier anymore, don’t
want to take any more lives. It’s time to stop. Only one more
murder. Yeah, Monday. Monday we will kill him. And the Perfect Soldier
inside of me.” “Sure thing,” Duo agreed with him. Still snuggled in Duo’s arms, a slightly cunning grin crept to Heero’s mouth as he had to think back at something. “I’m glad to have you here with me,” he said, his voice changed from soft to anything but sweet. “Wanna hear something naughty, Duo?” “Heero? What?” he stammered, startled by his
sudden straightforwardness. “I do!” Heidi chirped merrily. He pulled away from the warm embrace and let the fingers
of one hand trail over Duo’s smooth chest, his eyes narrowed
and locked on the violet ones. “Have you ever tasted your own
cum?” The question caught him off guard, only a little, but
enough to make Heero broaden his grin. “Ha-have you?” he
flung his question right back at him. “Oh yeah. Thousands of times,” he growled
in his ear, his mouth so close that his lips touched the skin, while
his hands started roaming along Duo’s body. “All thanks
to you. You made me so very horny every time you came up to me with
that look in your eyes. Never noticed, Duo? My face never showed excitement,
but every time you were done playing with my heart, you had me turned
to steel.” His mouth was trailing off to Duo’s neck and
slowly hovered to his shoulder, his hand seeking and finding a soon
to be stiff member. “And all that time, I could only imagine
what it felt like to have you inside of me. To feel the thickness
of your burning cock. I closed my eyes, you were there, right in my
head. At night in my bed, you were still there. My hand lingered down,
started pumping and kept on stroking until my body tensed and my cum
spilled over my hand. You were still there. I licked my fingers clean
of that white liquid, thinking it was yours. Duo, in my mind, we have
fucked each other so many times. And you know what the best part is?” “No,” he said, breath catching under Heero’s
working and playing fingers. “Now I don’t have to imagine anymore. So Duo?
Make love?” he asked with a look in his eyes that didn’t
tolerate any refusal. “Bet ya!” he cried elated, and he sent the white towel flying through the air. To be continued ~*~*~
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