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"Cowboy"Written By: ShenLong Disclaimer: I don't own the Gundam Boys, they belong to Bandai, Sotsu and associated parties. I just borrow them from time to time and return them a whole lot happier. I don't own the song 'Rodeo' either. It belongs to Garth Brooks and as such all rights remain his. This fic is based loosely on the lyrics. Written for pleasure not profit. Pairing: Pairing: 2x1x2, past 1xR (sorry!), 3x4 Rating: NC 17 Warnings: Angst, fluff, sap, yaoi, Lemons, Lime, AU Summary: Heero is a rodeo rider, the best on the circuit and looks set to remain there until an up and coming young cowboy appears on the scene. AN: This fic is based loosely on the lyrics of 'Rodeo' by Garth Brooks - although it is not a song fic. Dedication: To my lovely beta; Sakura for giving me the plot bunny and for all her hard work in editing my stuff. (No easy feat!) Thanks hun! You're the best! Archive: www.gundam-wing-diaries.150m.com Anyone else please ask. Betaed by Sakura *snugs*
"Cowboy" October. 2010 ShenLong
[It’ll drive a cowboy crazy
Heero was the first to break away from the embrace. Reluctantly he let his arms drop and moved slightly away, blue eyes opening and staring into questioning violet. “As much as I am enjoying this, I think I’d better head back inside. Relena must be getting suspicious by now and the last thing we need is for her to cause a scene,” he said softly. Duo gave a sigh. “I guess you’re right.” Picking up his beer from where he’d placed it on the ground, Duo straightened up. “I suggest I sneak back in the door first and let you know if she’s on the prowl or still with Hilde and Catherine. If we are lucky, those two will have kept her chatting and we can return to the bar and make out like we’ve been standing there and talking for a while.” Heero felt a small shudder pass though his body when Duo said the words: ‘make out’. “I agree,” he replied and called his mind back from the gutter. With soft footsteps, the pair snuck back to the open doorway, Heero waiting just outside whilst Duo went in and checked if the coast was clear. Spotting Relena still at the table with Hilde in full gossip mode, he motioned to Heero to enter. Walking in as if he’d just been outside for a stroll, Heero worked his way to the bar, noting how Duo had picked a spot that would be difficult for Relena to see from where she was sitting. He had to hand it to the other cowboy, Duo was pretty sneaky. He could always claim he’d been there the whole time, it was Relena who couldn’t see him. “You guys want anything?” said the cowboy who was playing barkeep for the night. “Ah, I’ll have a beer,” Heero requested. “You?” the barkeep asked, looking at Duo with a smile on his face. Duo’s eyes raked over the display of bottles behind the bar and with a glint of mischief in his eye, he looked directly at Heero as he placed his order. “Yeah, I think I’ll have a shot this time; a Cock Sucking Cowboy, please.” The bar keep snorted but went to fetch the drinks. Heero almost choked when Duo placed his order. “A - what?” he hissed. “Cock Sucking Cowboy,” Duo repeated, the grin on his face getting wider by the minute. Lowering his voice, he added in a whisper, “One can always live in hope, Heero. You should try one sometime, I guarantee you will just love a cock sucking cowboy, it will blow your mind.” Amongst other things, he added silently. Violet eyes held a promise of wicked things in them and Heero had to swallow hard. “Ah, maybe I will,” he managed to choke out. The bar keep returned with the drinks and Duo paid for them, waving off Heero’s attempts to pay for his own. A shadow loomed behind them and both men turned to see Trowa standing there, empty beer bottle in his hand. Seeing the shot glass, Trowa raised an eyebrow. Duo just shrugged and downed the shot. Trowa ordered another beer for himself and shook his head at Duo’s antics. “I think you should head back to our table. Relena is looking very agitated,” he warned Duo. Darting a glance across the room, Duo saw what Trowa had mentioned. Relena was beginning to look rather frustrated and he guessed it wouldn’t be long before she started to look for Heero. “Might be an idea,” he muttered. “Heero, I’ll hopefully get to talk to you again later, but meanwhile,” Duo handed over a slip of paper. “Keep it away from Relena. If I don’t get to talk to you again, I’ll see you at the next rodeo and good luck with telling her.” With a soft smile, Duo turned and melted back into the crowd. Taking the piece of paper, Heero felt his heart plummet with Duo’s departure. He glanced at the paper and grinned to himself. It was Duo’s phone number along with a short message. ‘Call me.’ Tucking the paper into his pocket, he picked up his beer and went to return to his table when a hand to his arm stopped him. He looked up into emerald eyes. “Before you go, Heero, I’d like a quick word?” Lowering his eyes, Heero nodded. “I’m not going to preach to you, you’re a grown man and don’t need that shit, what I do want to say though is that Duo is my friend, and I look out for my friends. He seems pretty smitten with you and whilst I’m not one to interfere in other people’s lives I have a few words of advice for you. If you are serious about becoming involved with him you need to get rid of Relena, and quickly. Do not hurt him, trust me when I say I am not a nice person to know when my friends have been hurt. Understand?” “I have no intention of hurting him,” Heero defended. “This is all still very new to me and I’m not sure exactly what is going on, but I do know that I care a lot about him, I feel something different for him and I want to discover what that is. I have already spoken with him and I’ll tell you the same as I told him. Relena and I have been drifting apart for a while now and I fully intend to let her know that whatever was between us is now gone.” “Good. Treat him right and you won’t have any objections from any of us.” Trowa raised his beer in salute. “He is lucky to have such good friends,” Heero replied. “I’ll talk to you later.” Once more Heero turned and started to walk away, only to be pulled up short when he almost collided with another person. “Sorry,” he began to apologize. “Heero? Where have you been?” Looking up, Heero discovered it was Relena he’d nearly collided with. “Sorry, I got talking to a couple of cowboys and one of the rodeo clowns at the bar,” he said. It wasn’t a complete lie, he had been talking to another cowboy at the bar... and outside... but Relena didn’t need to know that, plus Trowa was still standing just a few feet away from him and obviously heard the conversation. Relena snorted. She didn't seem to buying that for one minute. She searched around with her eyes but didn’t find what she was looking for. As she was about to open her mouth and start again, Trowa took sympathy on the other cowboy. With his beer in hand, he brushed past and stopped briefly. “Sorry if I kept Heero away from you, we were having such an interesting conversation I forgot he would have someone waiting for him. Speaking of which, I’d better get back to my table too or they might send out a search party.” Trowa nodded in the direction of his table where Duo was sitting and obviously involved in a deep conversation with Quatre. Relena’s eyes narrowed as she took in the sight, but there wasn’t anything she could do or say about it, she had to accept both Heero and Trowa’s word. “That’s quite alright, I do admit I was starting to get a little worried about Heero as he’d been gone for a while.” “My apologies again, ma’am.” Without another word, Trowa continued on his way to his table, relieved he’d managed to pull Heero, and Duo for that matter, out of what could have been a very uncomfortable situation. “Did you want another drink, Relena?” Heero asked, his face a mask of innocence. “Pardon? Oh, yes, please,” Relena replied, still clearly not completely believing what she’d just been told but unable to prove anything otherwise. Heero fetched the drink and with Relena hanging onto his arm, returned to their table. When Trowa returned, Duo gave him a questioning look, he’d seen Relena approach the bar and speak with Trowa. Trowa gave him a brief explanation of what had transpired. “Be careful, Duo. I have a funny feeling that she’s not going to let go easily.” “I plan on being careful, Tro. I’ve had a good talk with Heero and whilst he’s still a little unsure, he does know what he wants. We both agreed to take things slow and see what develops. He said he would talk to Relena so I have to trust him to tell her it’s over between them. I know she’s not going to be happy, who would when you’ve spent several years of your life in a steady relationship, and with a hot guy like Heero? But from what I’ve seen and heard, she’s the one who is responsible for the relationship starting to fall apart with her demands on Heero.” Duo glanced at Trowa, “And no, I’m not going to go into details there.” “You sure it’s not just Heero looking for a way out?” Quatre asked, joining in on the conversation. “No, I’m pretty sure he’s not,” Duo replied slowly. “He does appear genuine to me.” Without all the facts, Quatre and Trowa had to be content with what little Duo was prepared to tell them and trust that the other cowboy knew what he was doing. “I wish you all the best, Duo, really I do, but watch out for her, I can’t help the uneasy feeling I get when around her.” Trowa shuddered. “What makes you so sure she will try anything, Tro?” Trowa shrugged. “I’ve heard things about her from time to time, she’s very possessive and jealous, she comes from a wealthy family and being an only child she was doted upon and given pretty much anything she wanted. She can also be vindictive if she thinks she’s been wronged.” Quatre’s eyebrows shot up. “Really? Like what?” “I heard a rumor once, ages ago. Remember though, this was only a rumor and how much truth is in it I have no idea, it could be complete bullshit for all I know.” “Get to the point,” Quatre growled and poked his new lover in the ribs. Trowa sent a mild glare at the blonde. “I heard she’d been going out with this guy a while before Heero, quite wealthy but a real weasel type. Anyway, this guy was supposedly seeing another woman on the side and Relena found out about it. The woman suddenly came down with a very bad case of food poisoning, almost died from it.” “That doesn’t mean that Relena was responsible,” Duo pointed out. “Lots of people get food poisoning each year and some react so badly that they are hospitalized and a few do die of it.” “I know that,” replied Trowa. “But both this woman and the guy ordered the same meal at a restaurant. He didn't get sick, just her. I also heard that Relena was good friends with one of the kitchen hands at that restaurant.” Trowa left the words hanging in the air. “Surely you don’t think Relena would go that far?” Quatre whispered. Trowa shrugged. “I don’t know. Like I said, it was a rumor I heard, but Duo,” Trowa looked the cowboy in the eye. “Whatever you do, watch your back.” Duo nodded. Trowa’s little story had shaken him, no doubt about that, but he wasn't sure just how much truth was in it. That was the problem with rumors. It didn’t stop him from wanting Heero though. If the woman was like that then Heero would be far better off without her in his life at all! “Thanks for the warning, Trowa. I’ll make sure to keep my wits about me and I promise not to go out to eat at any restaurants,” Duo said, attempting to lighten the mood a little. The evening continued on, Duo didn’t move from the table for the rest of the night, opting to simply sit and watch people dancing or chat with his fellow cowboys. His mind continued to wander over the information Trowa had shared and then invariably went back to Heero and the feeling of the other cowboy in his arms – not to mention the taste of him. The encounter had been all too brief for Duo’s liking and he longed to be able to hold Heero again, to kiss him deeply, show him just how much Duo was interested in and cared about him. From what he’d felt with his hands through Heero’s shirt, the other cowboy was well muscled. Duo knew his own body was trim and he had a reasonably good physique, but Heero... Duo swallowed. Hard muscle had moved beneath the shirt when they’d kissed and Duo had wanted more, so very much more, and it had only been his steely determination that had managed to stop him from taking things further. He sincerely hoped that Heero would want things to go deeper as they got to know each other better. He also hoped it wouldn’t be too long before Heero told Relena to get lost. There were only two rodeos remaining in the current season; two chances to get together, to start dating and hopefully cement their relationship. Once the season finished he would be back on his ranch and doing his best to look for and buy up mares to start his dream. He really hoped that Relena would be out of the picture by then, he didn't think he could go the entire off season without seeing Heero. Come to think of it, he still didn’t know where Heero lived. He’d given Heero his phone number and hoped that Heero would call him; if and when he did he prayed it would be with the news that Relena was gone and they were free to pursue their budding relationship. Once that happened, they would need to talk some more. “Stop thinking so hard.” Duo looked up and smiled sheepishly at Quatre. “Can’t help it.” “Duo, if it’s meant to be it will happen. Let things develop at their own pace and stop trying to plan out your future; love doesn’t work that way.” “I guess so. I can’t help but worry and think about the other things, such as will Heero expect me to sell up everything and move to his ranch? Or will he do the same thing and move to live with me on mine?” “I think it’s a little early to be thinking along those lines,” Quatre laughed. “For goodness sakes, you’re not even dating yet and you’ve only kissed him once.” “Twice.” “Pardon?” “Twice.” Duo’s face took on a dreamy look. “When?” “Tonight. We slipped out the back to have a bit of a talk, about us. He wanted another kiss, a proper one. I gave him one.” “I’ll bet you did,” Quatre mused. “Duo, I’m not trying to interfere here, just offer some friendly advice; take it slowly, one step at a time. If it is love and meant to be, everything will sort itself out and slot into place. Trust me.” The blonde gave a soft smile and turned his adoring eyes to Trowa. “Yeah, I guess you’re right,” snickered Duo. * It was starting to get a little late and Relena was tired. She also noted Heero hiding a yawn or two behind his hand. Since he’d returned with her from the bar, he’d not left her side once, being a perfect gentleman and paying her the attention she felt she deserved. So preoccupied with herself, she didn’t notice Heero cast the occasional, longing look in Duo’s direction – or the soft, sympathetic looks, Duo sent in return. Noticing how Heero’s eyes were starting to close on him every now and then, she thought it best that they leave. Heero didn’t disagree. He was tired and had a lot on his mind – namely how and when he was going to tell Relena that they were through. Bidding their friends goodnight, the pair left and trekked back across the paddock to the trailer and Wing. They walked in silence, Heero’s mind still busy with figuring out exactly what he was going to say to the woman currently attached to his arm. He decided it would be best to wait until they returned home to the ranch, then he could tell her and she could pack her things and move out. Once she was gone he would be able to call Duo and possibly arrange to meet somewhere. The next rodeo wasn't for another four weeks and Heero didn’t think he could go that long without seeing Duo again. With a start, Heero realized he had no idea where Duo lived. Knowing his luck, Duo lived all the way across the other side of the States! He chuckled mentally at that. No, he didn’t think Duo would live that far away, considering most of the rodeos on the professional circuit were held in the more ‘inner’ States. He snickered to himself, finding out where the other cowboy lived would be the perfect excuse to call Duo sooner. Reaching the trailer, Heero unlocked it and Relena stepped inside, switching on the light and heading directly for the small ‘bedroom’ section. Heero went to check on Wing, giving the paint a friendly scratch behind the ears. “You don’t know how easy you have it, Wing. None of these emotions to worry about, no ones feelings to hurt, no second guessing that you’re doing the right thing. Sometimes I wish I didn’t have emotions either,” he whispered to the stallion. Wing blew softly through his nostrils and tilted his head a little more, the scratching was nice. “Why can’t life be simple?” Heero muttered and glanced at Duo’s trailer that remained in darkness. He could see Scythe in the moonlight standing alongside the trailer, resting a hind leg and dozing. “Better shift myself or I’ll have Relena harping at me again. Night, Wing.” With one final pat to the paint, Heero went into the trailer. After a couple of minutes, the light went out and Heero lay back in bed. Relena snuggled up against his side but he couldn’t bring himself to wrap his arm around her, it felt like he would be betraying Duo if he did that. Instead, he rolled to his side, his back to the woman and pretended to go to sleep. Relena felt a bit put out with Heero’s ignoring of her. But then he was tired, she thought and dismissed it. Draping her own arm across his waist, she cuddled into his back and drifted off. * The party began to wind down, the long day catching up with most of the cowboys and pretty soon most people were leaving. Duo bid Hilde and Catherine good night and thanked them again for their help in running interference for him. Both girls were happy they’d been able to help and promised to do so again should Duo need them to. Trowa and Quatre also left, promising that if they didn’t see Duo before they left on the ‘morrow, they would catch up with him at the next rodeo in four weeks time. Wufei passed on his good nights and took his leave. Gazing around, Duo noted that Heero and Relena had already left. Stuffing his hands into his pockets, he set out from the building across the paddock to where his trailer and horse awaited him. The light was off in Heero’s trailer and that sent devious thoughts to his mind. Pictures of Heero lying spread on the bed... naked... and aroused... Duo groaned. Looked like he just might have a date with his right hand tonight. Scythe gave a low whinny when he heard his master groan and shifted towards the gates. “Hey, boy. Finish all your dinner?’ Duo asked as he rubbed the stallion between the eyes. Scythe grunted and pushed his muzzle against Duo’s chest. “I guess I can give you some hay to keep you occupied. I’ll just go change first.” Leaving his horse watching him, Duo unlocked his trailer and stepped inside. Flipping on the light, he made his way to the small bedroom section and stripped off his shirt. Boots followed and then the jeans. Grabbing a pair of sweats, Duo tugged them on over his hips and slid his feet into his worn sneakers. With a yawn, he exited the trailer and went to the feed compartment. Scythe began to grunt louder and gave a couple of whinnies as well. “Yeah, yeah, it’s coming, Scythe,” Duo muttered as he managed to stuff the haynet full. Closing the door, he walked around to the other side. Scythe let fly with a loud neigh and that set Wing off. “Be quiet you damn animal,” Duo scolded. “You’ll wake the neighborhood with your noise.” Scythe didn’t care. This was his haynet and that other stallion could take a hike if he thought he was getting any of it! He gave another neigh and followed it up with a squeal, just to let that patchwork excuse for a cow pony know he wasn’t going to get so much as a sniff of his hay! Wing snorted back and gave a few, low grunts of his own. He was hungry too and wouldn’t mind some of that hay. “For fuck’s sake!” Duo growled as he tied the haynet up and did his best to stop Scythe from pulling it down at the same time. At last he had it hung. “Geeze, I’m surprised you didn’t wake the neighbors.” Wing let fly with a loud neigh. “Ah, crap. Quiet, boy, I’ll get you some hay too.” Duo hoped Heero wouldn’t mind if he gave Wing some hay, but he didn’t think having the two stallions engaging in a neighing match in the middle of the night was a good idea either. He exited Scythe’s yard and made his way back around the trailer to the feed compartment. Wing’s eyes tracked the other human, his nostrils flared wide and scented the air. He could smell more hay! Wing gave a soft grunt. Scythe gave another squeal. “Shit, fuck and dammit!” Duo cursed as he grabbed the spare haynet, only to find it tangled up. He moved as fast as he could to untangle it and get some hay into it, all the while the two stallions kept up their vocal duet. The sound of a horse neighing broke into Heero’s dreams. He ignored it though, the dream he was having was too enjoyable to give up just now, especially when it involved a long haired cowboy and lots of lips and tongue. Another whinny followed by a few grunts, a squeal and then another neigh had him wide awake. Something was up with Wing. Carefully, Heero did his best to slip from the bed without waking Relena. Unfortunately for him, she began to stir. “Heero?” she whispered, voice thick with sleep. “Shhh, go back to sleep, Relena.” “What’s up?” she mumbled, eyes still closed. “Nothing. I just heard Wing grunting and whinnying. I’m just going to check he’s okay. I’ll be right back.” “Okay.” Relena slid over to the spot Heero had vacated and snuggled into his pillow. Heero fished around in the dark and managed to snag his jeans. Pulling them on, he was still zipping them up as he pushed his feet into a pair of sneakers and headed for the door. Stepping outside, he could see the light on in Duo’s trailer, that meant the other cowboy was back. He hoped there wasn’t anything wrong with Duo. Stepping around the side to where Wing’s yard was, he squinted in the pale light. He could see Wing pacing up and down the small yard and across from him, Scythe was standing at the side of Duo’s trailer and eating. Wing gave a grunt, Scythe stamped his hoof and gave a low, warning squeal back. So that was what all this was about. Scythe was eating and Wing wasn’t. “Wing!” Heero growled. Hearing his master’s voice, Wing immediately stopped his pacing and turned to his master, giving a whinny as he did so. “Shut the hell up before you wake everyone in the area,” he scolded. “I’m sorry, it’s my fault.” Heero whirled around to see Duo, with a full haynet approaching. Wing gave another neigh. “What? How can it be your fault?” Heero asked, keeping his voice low. “Wing, shut it,” he snapped at the stallion. Wing promptly went quiet. “I came back from the party and Scythe was hungry so I gave him a haynet to munch on. I’m afraid Wing wanted something too and the pair of them have been snapping and snarling at each other ever since. I hope you don’t mind, but I've fixed a haynet for Wing too, just to try and keep him quiet,” Duo whispered, his tone apologetic. “Thank you, I don't mind at all. Here, let me hang it up.” Heero took the haynet from Duo, trying not to be too obvious and ogle the other man. Duo only had on a pair of sweats and that left his creamy chest bare to the kiss of the night air. Those sweats were riding dangerously low on Duo’s hips too. Duo handed over the haynet, also trying to keep his eyes from straying over Heero’s body. Heero was similarly shirtless, the defined muscles standing out in the pale light of the moon. When Heero turned and reached to tie up the haynet, the movement of those muscles under the skin of Heero’s back almost had him groaning out loud. The jeans rode low on Heero’s hips and Duo couldn’t pull his eyes away from the line of dark hair that started at Heero’s navel and disappeared into those jeans. With both horses now eating and the competition for the food gone, the pair went silent. “Looks like it worked,” Duo said, doing his best to remain in control of his wayward body. “Sure does,” Heero replied and licked his lips. His eyes strayed again, running the length of Duo’s torso and over his groin. Heero shivered. “Where’s Relena?” Duo asked as he moved closer to Heero. “Still sleeping.” “Good.” Heero shivered again as Duo’s body pressed against his. Strong arms wrapped around his waist and hungry lips descended upon his own. Eagerly, Heero kissed back, his arms encircling Duo’s waist and holding on for dear life. His knees felt weak, his head light and his chest ached. He could feel something hard pressing against his thigh and with a blush, knew exactly what that was. He groaned as he felt his own groin begin to tingle and swell. Gently pulling away, Duo pressed a kiss to the tip of Heero’s nose. “We’d better split before I do something we both might regret,” he sighed softly. “I doubt I would regret it,” Heero whispered back. “Promise me you will tell Relena you’re finished and soon?” “I promise. I’ll call you the moment she’s gone.” “God, Heero. What have you done to me?” Duo moaned. “Whatever it is, you’ve done the same to me, Duo. I promise, as soon as I’m back home on my ranch I’ll be telling Relena we’re through.” “Thank you.” Duo nuzzled Heero’s throat and placed a tender kiss there before pulling away. “I hope to see you soon and on a more permanent basis,” he said quietly. “I’m looking forward to it too, Duo. I can’t wait until it’s just the two of us and I can begin to fully understand what it is that’s driving me so mad about you.” “Good night, Heero.” Duo placed another tender kiss to Heero’s lips before slipping off into his trailer. “Night, Duo,” Heero whispered and watched the other cowboy disappear. With his lips still tingling from the kiss, he went back to his own trailer, completely unaware that Relena had witnessed the entire conversation. ~ * ~ tbc... |
