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"The Odd Couple" Written By: Stone Angel Disclaimer: Gundam Wing and its characters belong to their various copyright companies as does the concept for the TV show and play the Odd Couple. Rating: VERY NC-17. Warnings: Some angst, some language, sap, SLIGHT
OOC on Heero's part, The most graphic bit of lemon I hope I ever have
to write. Pairings: 1x2 Spoilers: None really.
The Odd Couple "I'm leaving, Heero. Most of my things are already in transit. I can't stay here anymore..." Heero shook his head to clear it so he could understand what next she said, but was unable. "Wait. Relena, slow down. What?" He asked the girl. "You don't love me." She repeated with tears in her eyes. "Or if you do, you can't show it, and I'm tired of this crap. I'm moving back in with Dorothy, you can have the condo." Shock wore off quickly to become anger and hurt. "HOW am I supposed to afford this place?!" He asked incredulously. "I don't CARE." She said as she picked up her bags. Heero's head was spinning. He had thought everything was Ok between them, but when he got home to his L1 apartment he shared with Relena from work at the soft wear design company, he had found her with all her belongings packed. 'I hate girls.' He thought. 'The only time they're ever any fun are in bed, and even then, they talk too much about stupid things. I really liked her though. She had always been there for me in the war. Following me. Even if it was just to beg me to kill her.' "Why?" He asked softly. "I thought everything was Ok." Relena sighed and kissed him lightly. "It was, Heero. It was 'Ok'. But that just isn't enough anymore. I'm sorry, Heero. I always told you to follow your feelings. You have to do that now. Goodbye." And she was out the door, walking towards the limo. He closed the door and looked around the small condominium. 'This sucks. Where the hell am I supposed to go? Why, oh why, do they make us pay by month in stead of all up front like normal condos? There’s no way I could live here without Relena.' He walked over to his desk where he did some take-home projects and rifled through some papers, finally coming upon the one with all the numbers of his friends. 'Quatre and Trowa are living together on L4, Wufei is with Sally in the specials on Earth, and Duo...Kuso. Duo is on L2. Damn. I was hoping he lived farther away than that.' Heero was torn between wanting to see him again, and just pretending they had never met. He had harbored what some would call “a crush” during the war for the braided pilot. He called it a damned annoyance, but did not dispute his feelings. However, he had also had feelings for Relena, and since she seemed to like him back… ‘I guess I was wrong about that one.’ He thought bitterly. He picked up the phone and dialed the string of numbers, steeling his nerves and wishing he didn't have to do what he was about to do.
In truth, Duo missed his silent war companion. He had had feelings for him during the war and was prone to fantasize, however, at the end of the war, when Heero had begun to see Relena, Duo had let go. He just hoped Little Bitch, Queen of the Universe made Heero happy. And then, he and Hilde had begun working together. They were already good friends and soon became more than that. He crushed that line of thought and made it into the room and picked up the phone. "Hello?" Dead silence. "Heero?" More dead silence. "Heero! I knew it was you! What's up, man, how ya been?" There was a sigh. "Fine." "Oh? So you just called to chat? Wow, did someone drop you on your head?" Heero sounded annoyed. "Look, Baka, I need to ask you a favor." Duo noted the tired tone of his voice and decided to cut him some slack. "Yeah? What?" "I need a place. Probably not for long. I would ask Wufei, but he's on Earth, and I would ask Quatre or Trowa but... Well. You've seen them." "Oh yeah." Duo cringed. The two in question were constantly lovey-dovey, or fucking like rabbits. Living with them would be Hell. "So... What? I was your last resort?" "Yes." Duo wanted to laugh at that but instead he thought about things. "I see." He considered for half a second. "Sure!" He chirped. "But half the rent and bills are yours." Heero was quiet for a moment. "Just like that?" "Just like that." Duo grinned, knowing it would be evident in his voice. "Come over whenever. Hey, weren't you living with What's-her-face?" He played dumb. There was silence before Heero spoke. "I'll be there some time tomorrow. Arigato." Click. Duo stared at the phone. "Huh. He never changes." He looked about the apartment. It would be good to have someone else in the dump again. A friend. He needed one. Heero knocked on the apartment door in the seedy neighborhood in which Duo lived. It was Eight in the morning, and he wanted to use the whole day to move in completely. "No, I don't want to change phone services, I don't need the newspaper, my refrigerator works fine, I don't gamble, and I have not, nor shall I ever, accept Jesus Christ as my personal savior." Came Duo's bored sounding voice from the other side of the door before it opened. He looked tired as he realized it was Heero. "Oh." He yawned. "It's you." He squinted at his watch as he scratched at his pajamas. His hair was down and mussed and Heero had to check the impulse to smile. "What are you doing here at this ungodly hour?" Heero snorted. "Baka. Moving in." Duo gaped at him. "NOW? It's Eight in the morning." "Hn." Heero picked up his bag and made to turn and walk back to the car when Duo stopped him. "Oi, oi. You're here already, might as well come in. I'll make some coffee." Duo offered with another yawn as he walked back into the apartment. "I'm sorry, the place is a bit of a mess." Heero walked in and gaped at the apartment. 'THIS is "a BIT of a mess"?' Beer cans decorated every surface, clothing and papers were strewn about the floor, the trash was over-flowing, and the pile of dishes in the sink was atrocious. "Did you throw a party?" Heero asked hopefully, nearly praying that Duo was not this much of a slob ALL the time. "Naw. I've just been sorta busy." Replied the American as he poured some coffee into what Heero was guessing was one of the last remaining clean mugs. “The coffee maker is automatic. It’s starts at Seven and stays hot until Ten. I was asleep when I heard the door.” He walked over to Heero and presented him with a steaming cup of coffee. Heero stared at him and then the coffee. Duo sighed exasperatedly. "I didn't poison it this time, I promise. Next time, though..." He trailed off as a joke. Heero snorted and took the cup. "Domo." "Ah." Duo's eyes wandered to his bag. "Wait, that's ALL you have?" "Iye. The rest is in the car." "Oh." Duo turned to the sink-side counter and found a cup with water in it, dumping the contents and filling it with coffee. He downed it black and then scouted for a place in the sink he could put the mug without collapsing the work of modern art. He found one and carefully placed the mug there, seemingly ready for all the dishes to fall. They didn't and he turned back to Heero. Heero was watching the whole thing with wide eyes. It would have been funny, if he had not just moved into the place. 'Oh, god, what have I gotten into?' "So." He shook himself out of his thoughts. "Nani?" "Well, you said the rest of your stuff was in the car. Is it going to stay there indefinitely or do you want to bring it in?” Heero nodded silently and headed to the door after placing the cup of coffee upon a clear spot on the nearest shelf. He returned with his other bag and raised an eyebrow as Duo started laughing. “That’s ‘the rest’? Ha!” “I pack light.” Heero said flatly. Duo smirked. “I see that. Well, I’ll show you your room. It’s not much, but there’s a bed in there.” He turned back into the apartment. “There’s the bathroom.” He stated as he walked down the short hall. “That’s my room. And this one’s yours.” He pushed a closed door open and stepped aside so Heero could enter. Heero stepped into the room and looked about. There indeed was a mattress and a box spring, but to call it anymore than that was to glorify it. Beyond it, was a window with black painted steel bars on it. “Bars on the windows?” “Yeah.” Duo said in a bored voice. “After the first night, you start to feel like a P.O.W. But after a while, you get used to it.” “Hn.” Heero stepped forward and placed his bags on the bed. “I go to work every day at Noon. I get home at around Eleven. And the time that I’m here, I’m usually asleep. Hey, what are you doing these days? I mean, not much call for a soldier anymore.” “I design soft wear and networking for major companies.” He stated as he unpacked all his gear. “Oh. Sounds complicated. I do salvage. It’s hard work, but pretty rewarding. Huh. I always figured you’d be a body guard or something.” Said Duo behind him. Heero set his laptop on the mattress. “I’m tired of fighting.” He stated simply as he turned to face his new roommate. Duo nodded solemnly. “Me too.” Heero gazed at Duo for a moment before tearing his eyes away and turning to finish unpacking. “Well, I got to bed late. I’m going to catch a few more Z’s before I have to leave. Are you going to work today?” “No. It’s Saturday.” Heero said flatly. “Oh, weekends. I remember those.” Duo said a little bitterly as he shuffled back to the other room. Heero watched him go with a small smile. With the exception of the mess, he thought this would work out just fine. Duo staggered into the apartment late at night. He put his keys on the shelf by the door with the exception of the extra one he had retrieved from work. It had been Hilde’s but now it was Heero’s. He looked around the place after locking the door and his jaw dropped. Everything that had been on the floor or the shelves and tables was gone. “HEERO! WE’VE BEEN ROBBED!!!” He called as he ran to find the other boy. He wasn’t prepared for the sight that greeted him. Heero was calmly sipping a beer over his laptop, looking to him as he gulped the drink. Duo gaped at him. “Heero?! How could you just sit there?! Everything is gone!” Heero lowered the can and licked his lips in an unconsciously sexy way and Duo closed his mouth so he wouldn’t drool. “No. I cleaned.” Duo simply stared at him. “Huh?!” Placing his laptop aside, Heero stood up. “I cleaned.” He repeated as if it was supposed to make sense. Duo shook his head to clear it and headed into the other room and looked around, hearing Heero follow him. He looked around. The trash was empty, the floor was swept and mopped, the carpet was vacuumed, the things littering the place were all placed where they were supposed to be and the dishes were in the rack by the sink, drying. “…O…kay… Where are my clothes?” Heero led him to a hamper he had forgotten he had and pointed to it. “I was going to take it to the Laundromat after you got home. I didn’t have a key.” He said simply. Duo stared at the hamper. “You. Cleaned.” Heero smiled slightly and Duo knew he was laughing at him. He shook his head. “Weird. Um…thanks. But not all of those clothes were dirty.” Heero raised a brow. “Oh?” “Yeah.” Duo crossed his arms. “The floor is just another bigger shelf.” At that, Heero did give a short sound that could be a laugh. “I also think I’ll make dinner.” Duo laughed. “You COOK?” Heero scowled. “A soldier needs to know how to take care of himself. Of course I cook.” Duo waved his hands in front of himself. “Oi, oi, cool down. I CAN’T cook, that’s all. I can’t even boil water without almost setting the place aflame. Good on you if you can cook. Oh, here’s your key.” He handed him the silver piece of metal. Heero took it and looked it over. “This wasn’t just made.” “Iye.” Duo looked down. “It was Hilde’s.” Heero raised a brow at that but didn’t say anything about it. “I’ll start dinner.” He said and brushed past him into the other room. Duo watched him go and his eyes were drawn to his ass as it swayed slightly with his steps. ‘Oh man. This may have not been a good idea. How the hell am I going to control myself?’ He shook his head and went into his room to shower and change.
His hair was down and his skin was shining. He also smelled incredible but Heero opted to pay more attention to the food he was serving. “So what’s for dinner?” “Macaroni and cheese. Americans are supposed to like the stuff.” Duo laughed. “Oh. It’s not so much we like it as it is easy to make. But hey, dinner’s dinner. And a dinner I didn’t have to cook is even better. Thanks.” “Hn.” Heero sat down in front of his plate and began to eat. Duo plopped down into his seat and began INHALING the food. Heero watched in amazement as Duo finished the meal in two minutes flat. “Aw man, that was great. Thanks, Heero.” Duo said as he got up and deposited the nearly clean plate in the sink and then walked to the fridge and took out two beers. Heero merely stared at him. “Is it customary for Americans to eat so fast?” Duo grinned. “Naw. But when you grow up on the street, you learn to eat what you have and fast before some bigger, tougher kid tries to take it from you. And old habits are hard to break I guess.” He handed a beer to Heero before chugging one himself. “Whew!” He crushed the can and pitched it into the trash. Heero took the opportunity to study his friend of old for a short moment. Duo was lean, but well muscled, first from piloting his Gundam, then from working salvage. His hair was down again, and hung in damp, wavy tendrils down his back that swayed with his every move. It had grown noticeably since the last time Heero had seen him. He himself had grown somewhat in the three years since the last war, and was just about Heero’s exact height. His eyes were still the same amazing color of violet and his lips… He had what many of Heero’s coworkers called DSL’s. It was actually a way to connect to the internet, but the way they said it was quite different. It meant Dick Sucking Lips. He stopped admiring when he realized he was being watched. Duo gazed at Heero for a moment. “Well? Are you going to eat or stare?” Heero snorted and turned back to his food. ‘This was a bad idea. He’s gonna find out I like him. How the hell am I supposed to hide this?’ After grabbing another beer, Duo walked into the other room to watch TV and Heero was mesmerized by the sway of his hips and movement of his hair until he was no longer in sight. ‘Kuso.’ He began to wolf down his meal as well.
“Hn.” He heard him move around the back of the couch and felt chills go down his spine as he felt the air movement. He looked to his other side when he heard Heero take the seat on the farthest side of the couch. ‘Well that answers that question. If he HAD been ogling, he wouldn’t have chosen the farthest possible seat. Ugh. What a pity. All the things we could do… Hey! Stop that right now!’ “It’s up to you what you want to watch. I don’t care much.” He shoved the small remote at Heero. Heero looked at it as though it would bite him for a moment before taking it and changing the channels. After a few moments he settled on a romance. Duo was confused by that, but then again, Heero had said that he didn’t want anymore fighting. He probably wouldn’t like action or drama movies. Too many memories. And Heero wouldn’t choose a comedy. It WAS Heero after all. Heero placed the remote on the couch and opened his beer. “This is a good movie.” He said simply before taking a sip of the drink. “Oh.” Duo replied intelligently. Behind the couch, the tuxedo cat that had chosen to live with Duo made itself known my meowing and Heero jumped straight into the air and began searching for enemies. Duo smiled in what he hoped was a reassuring way and got up. He picked up the cat and carried it over to Heero. “Don’t worry. I have a cat. If there are any weird noises in the place, it’s him.” He scratched under the cat’s chin and smirked when it purred. Heero stared at the cat as if it was from another planet. “I didn’t see him when I cleaned.” “Yeah. I leave my window open just enough for him to hop in from the tree outside. He comes and goes as he pleases. But hey, no mice is a perk.” Duo grinned and dropped the cat to the floor who immediately headed into the kitchen. “What’s his name?” Duo grinned. “Cat.” Heero stared at him before laughing. “Imaginative.” Duo laughed. “I thought so too. Naw. Why name him? He won’t come if I call him now will he?” Heero smirked. “Logical.” Duo turned and headed into the kitchen to serve the cat his desired milk. “I call him Shithead if I call him anything. The fucker keeps running into walls. Total klutz.” He gave the bowl of milk to the cat and put the milk away. Heero gave a short laugh. “Ok.” Duo smiled as the cat sniffed the milk before drinking it and then headed back into the living room. “I’m gonna watch some Boob Tube and then hit the sack. You can do whatever. I sleep pretty heavy. Just no wild parties without me.” He said with a grin. Heero snorted. “Whatever.” Duo flopped back onto he couch and watched a few more minutes of the movie before feeling tired. He had worked an eleven-hour day and wanted nothing more than curling up in his own bed. ‘With the exception of someone else curled up next to me that is.’ He thought idly. He ground his teeth a little as he fell into deep and frustrated thought. Heero either heard or saw this. “What’s wrong?” Duo sighed and stood up to leave the room. “Nothing that a rooftop and a AK 47 won’t fix. I’m sackin’ up. G’night.” He called over his shoulder as he headed to his room. “Oyasumi.” Heero replied blandly behind him. Duo smiled to himself and closed the door behind him before brushing his teeth and diving onto the bed. ‘What a day.’
Unfortunately for Heero, their hours conflicted so massively that he rarely if ever saw Duo. By the time Duo came home, Heero was asleep, and was then was asleep when Heero left for work in the mornings. Heero knew he had been there, though; the apartment would become more and more messy every night until Heero couldn’t take it anymore and cleaned up again. Duo had said that he didn’t have to clean up, but Heero had responded with; “I LIKE walking on the floor rather than the things COVERING the floor.” Duo had laughed at that and said simply; “Just don’t go in my room. I like it the way it is.” Heero had once peeked in there before Duo had come home from work and had been appalled. The mountains of things on the floor were as high, if not higher, than the bed. He hadn’t looked in there since. But he was getting tired of rarely seeing Duo. So he made a plan one fine Friday night as he waited for Duo to get home from work. ‘Tomorrow is Saturday. I’m off. But he works every day. I COULD go see him at work. Maybe lend a hand.’ He smirked at the ideas forming in his head. He was in lust, but he wasn’t sure about Duo. He was, for once, hard to read. ‘Hn. This could be fun or devastating. I hope it’ll be the first one. Maybe Relena leaving was a good thing.’ He thought with a small stab of pain. He hadn’t loved her, but it was still rejection and it still hurt. But Duo… He felt something for him that he had never felt for Relena. ‘I hope this turns out well.’ Duo was filing papers in his office. He had just sold two tons of old steel to a local manufacturer and was putting away the transaction records even as he tried to make heads or tails of the way Hilde had filed things. ‘Can someone tell me WHAT is wrong with the alphabet? I know she knew it so why is this so unorganized? Oh well. If she was here, she could tell me what is where. I miss her. But with Heero here… I could get over the heartbreak REALLY fast. Stop kidding yourself. THAT will never happen. I need to accept that. Oh well.’ He picked up a few notes he needed and began sticking them up on the wall. Just then, the subject of many a wet dream walked into his office in… Duo gulped and looked back to the wall and continued pasting notes to it. Heero was wearing a white muscle shirt and TIGHT jeans. The lightly worn material showed off his narrow hips and Duo could only imagine what his ass looked like in them. The shirt_if it could be called such_revealed smooth skin and well-toned muscle. Duo was sweating and he hadn’t even done anything yet. “Uh…” He gulped again and attempted once more to speak. “Hi, Heero. What are you doing here? I didn’t think the apartment was THAT boring.” He joked to play it casual. “Or were you chased away by the cat?” Heero actually smiled. A little. “I had the day off. I went out for a drive and ended up here. It’s pretty close to the apartment.” Duo smirked. “Yeah. Pretty convenient. I ride my bike here everyday.” He chanced a peek at Heero and did his best not to bite his lip. Heero nodded and crossed his arms as he looked around. “So…you work for the salvage business.” Duo scoffed. “I AM the salvage business. As my Brit friend Sully would say, ‘No one else could be fucked’.” Heero leaned his back against the wall and looked him dead in the eye. “I could be fucked.” Duo stopped what he was doing and merely stared at Heero. ‘Was that… No! That WAS NOT a come-on, Duo!’ “…Huh?” Heero smirked. “I know that slang. I could lend a hand around here if you want.” Duo grinned. “Naw, that’s Ok. I can handle this.” ‘I DON’T think I could handle seeing you move around too much in those clothes. Those pants are skin tight. …It would be nice to see that ass_STOP! DOING THAT!’ Heero glared at him. “What. Can. I. Do.” Duo rolled his eyes and sighed exasperatedly. “Fine. I’m almost done in here. Then I go out and separate the steel from the iron and so on. Then it gets cleaned and sold. I’m doing that tomorrow though. Today, it’s just separating. I got a new shipment of pieces of old metal. Wanna get started in five?” Heero smirked. Duo watched from beneath his lashes as Heero pulled a heavy piece of steel out of the pile of mangled metal and lowered it into another pile for the steel. Duo was only half paying attention to what he was doing. ‘Which was… What was I doing again? Oh yeah. He does the steel, I do the iron. Oh man, I think I’m gonna die from watching this.’ Heero was sweating and with his every move, every visible muscle flexed. The way he moved oozed sexuality and strength. He relocated the large pieces of metal as if they were nothing, even as his muscles rippled and bunched. “Break time!” Duo blurted out. He smiled sheepishly and turned to walk to the small refrigerator just inside the building. He grabbed two cold sodas and headed out again. He held out a can to Heero. “Um… Cherry pop?” Heero raised an eyebrow and smirked and Duo swore he was giggling silently. ‘What? Is he… Wow. *I* didn’t even pick up on that one.’ Duo grinned to him as he opened his can and took a long gulp. Heero did the same, watching him through mostly closed eyes as he guzzled the drink. Duo watched him as well as he lowered his can. He nearly had a nosebleed at what Heero did next. Heero bent over and placed his can on the concrete before standing and closing his eyes, peeling his shirt off and leaning his head back, soaking in the rays of the artificial sun. Duo remembered to breathe and then realized that Heero was staring at him with an assessing look in his eyes. ‘Man. I’ve got it bad. Totally lost.’ Heero smirked and retrieved his can. He was teasing him! ‘Woah, hold on, there, tiger. This might just be how he acts.’ That was when it hit Duo. ‘Two can play at this game.’ Duo took a long gulp of the drink before lowering the can and sighing contentedly. He ran the ice-cold can over the skin of his neck and moaned quietly, leaning his head back and closing his eyes. After a moment he opened his eyes to look at Heero and saw that he was facing the other way. He pouted in disappointment. ‘I wanted to see what his reaction would be. Mou.’ He frowned in frustration.
He and Duo worked on in silence until long after sunset. Duo checked his watch. “Ok, I’m calling it. I’m tired and I want a shower. We can go home now. It IS almost Eleven after all.” He looked to Heero who nodded wordlessly and threw the last small scrap of steel onto his now very large pile. “Yosha.” Duo nodded and turned, leading him back to the building where he quickly locked up and then headed out to the street. He saw Heero’s Toyota there and began to unlock his bike from the decrepit street sign to the side of it. “Leave it.” Duo blinked at Heero. “Huh? I’ll get there in twenty minutes. You go ahead.” “Iye. I can bring you back here tomorrow morning. If it’s alright with you, I’d like to help out again.” Duo grinned. “I’d like that. Thanks. But… Business hasn’t been going too well. I can’t afford to_” “I’m not doing it for pay.” Heero said simply. “Relena taught me many things while we lived together. One of them was to follow my feelings. I missed you after the war. It is good to have a friend again.” Duo’s heart was fluttering until the last sentence. ‘Damn. I guess he wasn’t teasing. At least, not on purpose.’ “Yeah. Me too. Ok, um. Hang on a sec?” Even as he raised an eyebrow, Heero nodded. Duo grinned again and ran into the building. He grabbed the bottle of cheap champagne out of the small refrigerator and headed out to the waiting car and Heero again. “Um.” He said as he held up the bottle. “I thought we could celebrate. You know, to friends.” Heero smiled, a real smile, and Duo felt like he had been given a gift. Heero was beautiful when he smiled. “Hai.” Duo got into his side of the car when Heero got in and started it. The ride home was filled with chatter about the last three years. How Heero had gone to school for a short time before beginning to work with computers. How Duo had gone into the salvage business mainly to clean up the streets of L2 at least a little and try to make it a better place to live. The ride was short and after five minutes, they pulled into the space for Duo’s apartment. Duo walked into the place and immediately went hunting for a pair of champagne glasses. He found some at last and opened the bottle over the sink, catching the foam that poured forth in one glass and then filling it and its counterpart. He set the bottle down and headed into the other room to see that Heero had changed already. Duo wanted to do so as well, not to mention shower, but it could wait for a little while. He handed a glass to him and held his up. “To friends.” He said with a smile. Heero nodded and they clinked glasses before each taking a sip. ‘For cheap stuff, this isn’t too bad.’ Thought Duo as he regarded the bubbly stuff in his glass. “If you want, I can make dinner this time, Heero. I think I can manage to do it without blowing the place up.” Heero smirked and nodded as he headed to the living room. He set his glass on the coffee table and then came back. “I’m going to shower.” Duo nodded and went about preparing dinner. ‘He’s getting naked. Right now. JUST ON THE OTHER SIDE OF THE WALL!!! AHH!!! HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO LIVE LIKE THIS?!’
Duo gasped and spun around. “Damnit, Yuy! We’re not soldiers anymore! Stop with the stealth!” Heero smirked. “So. What are you making?” Duo calmed down somewhat. “Chicken and rice.” Heero smiled. “Cool.” He retrieved his glass from the living room and then headed back to Duo in the kitchen. “It’s done now, I was just waiting for you to get out of the shower. Wasn’t sure if you died in there or not.” Duo joked. Heero blushed deeply. “Iye.” Duo smirked and handed him a plate full of food that looked edible before seating himself at the table. They ate dinner in silence. Afterwards, Duo put the dishes in the sink and then sauntered back to the table to pour himself another glass of champagne. “So.” He said as he raised his glass to take a sip. Heero did the same. “Hn. This stuff is pretty good.” Duo nodded and secretly marveled at how much Heero had changed since last they met. He actually spoke WHEN HE WAS NOT SPOKEN TO. He smiled. Rarely, but it happened. And he was a damn cock tease. ‘I guess Queen Bitch did him wonders.’ Duo thought bitterly. “You know what else is good? Couches. This wood is hurting my ass.” He said before getting up and walking into the living room, smirking along the way. Heero had said something that could be VERY misconstrued, earlier. It was time to show him he could innuendo with the best of them. He glanced over his shoulder to see Heero following close behind. He threw himself back onto the couch and took another sip of the champagne. Heero sat on the other side of the couch and sipped his as well. “So does Sully work there as well? I didn’t see or hear anyone the whole time.” Duo felt a stab of pain at the thought of his friend. Sully was British and charming and dashing and strong and handsome and…all the things Duo wasn’t. He was the one Hilde had left him for. They now lived on the other side of the colony from Duo. He didn’t begrudge either of them. The heart wants what it will. But he didn’t have to be happy about his girlfriend running off to his best friend. “Uh. No.” Duo said. “He doesn’t.”
Duo sighed. “I was friends with his brother, James. But he died about two years ago. We met at his funeral and both did our best to be there for each other to cope. God, it sucks when somebody dies.” He said as he gazed at the ceiling with a dead look in his eyes. He took a sip of his champagne, then, almost as an after thought, drained the glass. “I’m gonna get more. You want some?” Heero shook his head, indicating his nearly full glass. Duo nodded and disappeared into the kitchen for a moment before returning with a brimming glass. He sat down on the couch carefully to avoid spilling. Heero watched him for a moment before speaking. “He is your friend?” “Ah.” Duo said tiredly. “Was my best one.” Heero cocked an eyebrow. “Was?” Duo took another gulp of the drink and Heero considered taking it away from him. “He and Hilde fell in love and now live somewhere that is else. She and I used to be involved but then she got involved with him while we were still seeing each other before she left with him.” Another gulp. Heero felt his heart fall. ‘Damn.’ “When did this happen?” Duo shrugged and gave a short, bitter laugh. “Oh I dunno… Thirty-three days ago?” Heero winced internally. ‘He’s counting the days. Oh that’s bad. And he was with a girl. Oh well, so was I. He might be Bi. God I hope so.’ “Oh. Relena and I… She left. That’s why I needed to move out.” Duo smiled wryly at him. “Good thing girls don’t wear cleats, ne?” At Heero’s confused look he elaborated. “They just love to walk all over us.” Heero smiled slightly. “Ah.” Duo was silent for a moment before shaking his head. “Uh-oh. Heero, I’m starting to think. Turn on the TV.” Smiling to himself, Heero did just that and they watched an old movie for a few minutes in silence. But silence never lasted around Duo. He fanned out his shirt. “Is it me, or is it hot in here?” Heero nodded. “It does seem warm.” “Wanna go outside?” Heero smiled. “Sure.” He stood up and they headed out. Duo stopped a few feet from the door and looked around a little. “Let’s go in the back. You can see for miles.” Heero followed him as he made his way through the narrow alley to the back of the building. Duo stopped by the tall, chain link fence and looked through it. Heero did as well and was rewarded with lights going on for miles and miles. “Segoi.”
“Can I hold that for you?” Came Heero’s voice behind him. He spun around. “…What?” Heero smirked and pointed to his hand. “Your glass. I’ll hold it for you.” Duo’s head snapped to his glass and he flushed furiously, thankful that it was pretty dark out. “Oh. Uh. Yeah. Here ya go.” He handed the glass to Heero and then quickly walked back to the shadow. ‘Did…? That little creep. Did he know what that would sound like? Of course he did. The innuendo war is back on.’ He finished his business and walked back to Heero, taking his glass. “So this is the new Heero Yuy, huh?” Heero raised an eyebrow. “Nani?” “Well, you talk a lot. I’m kinda not used to it. We never really had a conversation before.” He sipped his glass. Heero frowned. “We did.” Duo rolled his eyes and hoped Heero saw it. “No, Heero. We both have to say something in turn for it to be a conversation. What we had before was me talking AT you, and you pretending I didn’t exist. There’s a difference.” Heero gazed into his eyes for a moment. “I always knew you existed, Duo.” Duo gulped as he stared into those blue eyes. He quickly turned away and gazed back out at the lights. Heero did the same. “So. Are you mad at them?” Duo knew he was talking about Hilde and Sully. “Yes and no. With an emphasis on ‘yes’. I don’t know. I’m not mad at them, but at the situation. It wasn’t really their fault. People fall in love everyday.” He sighed quietly and sipped his drink. “Hn. So they do.” Heero said softly.
“I’m going to bed. I don’t care what happens in the next eight hours; flood, earthquake, Four Horsemen, Jar Jar’s got his own talk show, if you wake me up, I will kill you in many a nasty way.” He headed into the building and Heero watched him go before turning back to the lights. He recalled what Duo had said. ‘People fall in love all the time. I guess it was mine.’ Heero came home at Six on Monday to see Duo’s bike against the building. ‘Nani?’ He walked into the apartment and heard loud and obnoxious music with heavy base. He walked in to see Duo fixing a small CD player and dancing along with the music. Baby, turn around Duo’s hips moved to the beat and his hair was out of the braid and swinging to and fro. He wore a cut off shirt and cut off jeans shorts that screamed “Fuck me”. His lips formed the words along with the song as he inspected the circuits and danced about. Heero listened to the song for a moment before deciding he really didn’t like it. It was too… American. He walked over to the small boombox and turned it down. Duo startled when the music became low and saw that Heero was home. He grinned. “Hiya, Heero.” Heero raised an eyebrow. “What are you doing home?” Duo mocked a hurt look. “I live here, incase you didn’t notice. I found this in the new shipment.” He held up the ancient device. “Sometimes I get electric stuff. It’s got some severed circuits and I’m fixing it so I can listen to CD’s on my way to work.” “That still doesn’t explain what you’re doing home.” Heero said with crossed arms. ‘Not that I’m not loving the view.’ Duo shot him a glare before dropping it and continuing to tinker with his new toy. “I own my own business, Heero. I can take days off whenever I want. I just make more money if I work everyday. But every now and then, I stay home. This is one of those times.” He said, not looking up from what he was doing. “Hn.” Heero went into his room and set his computer down. He walked back into the room. “What on god’s green Earth are you listening to, anyway?”
Heero shook his head. “No. I know music. Music has notes.” Duo gave a short laugh. “It’s B2K. You don’t like it?” Heero shook his head. “It’s vulgar.” Duo smirked evilly. “Oh, in that case, there’s a little song by Missy Eliot you should hear called Work It. That’s about as dirty as it gets.” Heero rolled his eyes. “Ok. Whatever happened to music?” “Oh? Too good for it, eh? What kind do you listen to? And if you say techno, I swear to god.” “No. Not techno. Not much anyway. I like the classics better. Beethoven, Bach, Mozart_” “Thousand-year-old dead guys.” Duo interrupted. “Songs gotta have beat. Otherwise, they suck.” Heero glared at him for a moment. “Beethoven does not ‘suck’.” Duo giggled. “Anyone can suck, Heero.” Heero blinked; Duo had said the sentence so quickly, he wasn’t sure how he was supposed to take it. He got that cute “I’m not home, please leave a message” look before shaking his head. “Whatever. Did you eat?” Duo nodded. “I grabbed a bite. I’m gonna fix this up and then head out again. I’m supposed to visit with Quatre. I just hope he and Tro can keep their hands to themselves this time. Last time was a disaster of a lunch.” He grimaced. Heero nodded. “I understand completely. I had a rough day. Corporate execs can all kiss my ass. Half the board of the company I’m doing right now has been added to my shit list. I’m going to have a snack and then go to bed early. When will you be back?” Duo shrugged. “I dunno. Nine-ish?”
Duo’s response to this was to turn it up even louder. Heero smirked despite himself. “That baka.” He did a few projects, reviewed his schedule and then did some relaxing reading before he heard the music get turned off and the front door open and close. He stepped outside his room and looked about. Duo was gone. However, Shithead was there and staring at Heero. Heero glared at the cat for a moment before it floated over to rub its side against his leg. He rolled his eyes and picked it up, bringing it to eye level and holding it there. “I’m not going to feed you. That’s why god invented mice.” The cat mewled and he set it down again. He spied the bastardized ‘shirt’ Duo had been wearing on the floor and picked it up to put in the hamper. Along the way, he found himself smelling it. “God, am I sick.” He said aloud to the cat who could not have cared less as he threw it into the hamper before he decided to keep it permanently. He then walked back into his room to take that nap and was about to shut the door when the cat followed him in. He watched suspiciously as the animal jumped onto his bed and made itself at home, beginning to purr. He shrugged and walked over. Pushing the cat aside, he slid under the covers in his clothes that had to be washed anyway. He felt the cat curl up next to him and wanted to laugh. Here he was, cuddling with Duo’s CAT when he’d much rather be doing that with Duo. But cats didn’t have hang-ups like worrying about rejection. “Don’t hog all the covers.” He said to the animal who merely continued to purr quietly. As he fell asleep, he imagined if Duo would ever be so content curled next to him. Duo got to the shuttle port and waited a few moments before he saw Quatre get off the shuttle. He grinned and the two hugged briefly. “Hey. Been a while.” Quatre nodded enthusiastically. “Hai. We have a lot of catching up to do, ne?” Duo laughed as they walked out to the street. “Ah. So we do. Hey, your shadow is gone.” He joked. “How is Tro, anyway?” Quatre blushed slightly. “Very well.” Duo grinned at making Quatre squirm. “So where did you want to eat dinner?” Quatre shrugged. “Truth be told, I don’t know L2 very well. The decision is yours.” “Bastard.” Duo growled as he glared half-heartedly. “Making me choose the place.” Quatre smiled sincerely, as always, and merely followed Duo to a bourgeois restaurant. “It’s not much to look at, but you won’t get sick from the food.” Duo said with a grin. Quatre smiled again. A cute waitress seated them at a small table and both sat in silence for a short moment as they observed their surroundings. “So.” Said Quatre, breaking the silence. “I hear that Heero and Relena are no longer together.” Duo nodded. “Hm. So he said.” He went on at Quatre’s look. “He’s living with me now.” Quatre’s eyes widened. “Are you…” Shaking his head vehemently, Duo answered. “No, I like my limbs right where they are, thank you; on me. Heero’s living with me ‘cause he couldn’t stay where he was without Look At Me, I’m Queen Of The Universe. He called looking for a place to stay. And Hilde moved out over a month ago.” He added quietly. Quatre nodded and they fell silent as a waiter approached. “I’ll have the Zinfandel, please.” He said politely. Duo nodded that he would have the same and the waiter left. Quatre gazed at the table. “To tell you the truth, I knew that Hilde had moved out. I ran into her about a week back. It’s why I wanted to see you.” Duo raised a brow. “Oh?” “Nn. She was profoundly unhappy. I don’t think she likes her current situation.” He said softly. Duo was torn between being glad that she was unhappy, and wanting to call her to see what was wrong. ‘Maybe I DO still like her. A little. I like Heero better, but he doesn’t seem to notice any of the looks I throw his way.’ “Really. We haven’t spoken since she moved out.” “Oh. …Do you know, by any chance, why Heero called you?” Duo scowled. “Because he and Queen Bitch busted up. The condo was too much.” “Yes, but do you know why they ended the relationship?” Duo shook his head and mouthed “no”. “I heard that Heero didn’t lover her. And she was not going to waste time with someone who did not return her feelings.” Duo’s heart was beating faster with every word. Could Heero have come to him because HE was the one he loved? ‘Don’t be so silly, Baka.’ “Huh. Funny. Then again, this IS Heero we’re talking about. I don’t even know if he is capable of being in love.” ‘Or in lust. Believe me, I’ve tried. The man is made of stone.’ Quatre merely gazed into his eyes for a moment before changing the subject to the wine when it arrived, but Duo continued to think on the short conversation about his heart throb. ‘Could it be…’ Heero shuffled out of his room to go to the bathroom. He took a long hot shower and reveled in the way the heat eased his aching neck. He was tense from work. ‘Do Eighteen-year-olds get paid vacations? If so, I need to take one. The stress is killing. I’m going to go gray.’ After nearly an hour, he stepped from the steam filled bathroom and was heading to his room to get dressed when the phone rang. Before, he was always content to let it ring and have the answering machine take the message. However, this time, Shithead was curled up on the desk with the phone and when it rang, he scrambled over it and knocked it out of its cradle. “Fuck.” Heero walked over to the phone and picked it up. “Mushi mushi.” “Hello? Is Duo there?” Came a feminine voice over the line. He scowled even though he was on a phone. “Perhaps. Who are you?” “It’s Hilde.” ‘Oh. The one who broke his heart.’ He thought disdainfully. “Duo’s not in right now.” The next words tumbled out of his mouth before he even thought about them. “And even if he was, he wouldn’t want to talk to you.” ‘HOLY SHIT!!! DID I JUST SAY THAT?!’ There was a long silence before she said simply. “Oh.” She sounded hurt and he loved it. “Well. Will you tell him I miss him?” “Yes.” Heero said. “But there is someone new in his life. Goodbye, Hilde.” He hung up. ‘I am SO dead.’ He looked about and hid anything that could be used as a weapon. ‘It doesn’t matter. Duo’s gonna kill me. No weapons just makes it more painful. I guess I have to tell him.’ Heero prepared himself for his fate. Duo walked into the apartment with a motive. ‘I’m going to confront that little bastard. He’s going to tell me if he likes me or not, even if it kills him. Or me.’ He had stopped by the nearest store and bought a little something that he hoped he would need. He found Heero in the living room. “Look, Heero. We need to have a talk.” Heero looked up from his computer and stood up to face him. “Yosha. But I have to tell you something first.” Duo blinked. “Ok, I guess this can wait. What is it?” Heero’s eyes seemed worried. “Hilde called.” Duo felt like his heart would burst. “She did?! What did she say?!” He stepped forward with wide eyes, hoping with every fiber in his being. “She said she missed you.” Heero said and Duo’s heart soared before being crushed. “And I said you weren’t interested.” He stared at him. “What…? What?!_WHAT?! HOW COULD YOU SAY THAT?!” Heero looked like he wanted to justify himself but couldn’t find the words. Duo felt moisture on his cheek and realized he was crying. ‘Kuso. In front of Heero and everything.’ “Do you have ANY idea what you just did?!” Heero merely stared at the floor, still looking like he wanted to say something. Duo laughed. A bitter chuckle, even as tears streamed down his face. “God, Heero. For someone I’ve never had sex with, you sure fucked me pretty good.” And with that he spun around and stormed into his room.
He continued to stare at the door.
It’s been five months since you went away. God, send me and angel He closed his eyes. ‘That bastard. I don’t have Hilde’s number or know where she lives. Finding her and explaining all this is going to be Hell. Why would he say that?’ And I know it might sound crazy, He reminisced of the times he and Hilde had had together and wondered how fate could be so cruel. He had THOUGHT they had been in love, but apparently he was the only one. She had had left with tears in her eyes for hurting him, but had still left. And he hated it. God, send me and angel Now, here he was, wanting her back, and so did she, but fate had played with him AGAIN, and now he had to try to find her and make things right. He had toyed with idea of being with Heero, but… Wait… Why HAD Heero done that? Told Hilde to back off? It didn’t make a lick of sense. ‘Maybe Heero… If he did… Oh fuck it. I’m sick of this. I’ll find Hilde and say I’m sorry, but I don’t want to get back together, and just stay mad at Heero for…oh…ever. Hilde and I would just have fights about Sully anyway. God, I think I’ve hit rock bottom.’ He didn’t hear the door open but he did feel the bed dip with new weight and his eyes snapped open to gaze into Prussian blue. ‘Oh good. Here’s a lower place.’ He scowled at him as he removed his headphones part way. “Go away before my fist finds you, Heero.” Heero shook his head and reached forward, gently taking the headphones the rest of the way off. “I need to tell you something. I know it doesn’t excuse what I did, but it is the reason I did it.” Duo’s eyes widened and he stared into those brilliant blue eyes before him. Faintly, by the side of his head the music kept playing, making things seem almost surreal. Now you had me on my knees, “I did that because…” He closed his eyes. “…I… I’m bisexual. And… I like you. More than like. I have for a while. I just… I never said anything or did anything until now because I didn’t know how you felt. And then, after the war, Relena and I… I knew that she loved me and I didn’t know about you so we... I liked her, too, but not the way I like you. I told Hilde to leave you alone, I didn’t mean to, it just slipped out before I even thought about it. I was… I wanted us to be what you two were and I… I know that doesn’t excuse any of this. But you have a right to know why.” God, send me and angel Duo gazed at him for long moments, not saying a single word. Heero opened his eyes and looked into his and he saw something in them die. It looked like the something was hope. He looked away, whispering: “I’m sorry.” Standing up, he made to leave but Duo caught his hand in his. He slowly turned back to him with wide, blue eyes. God, send me and angel The music ended, stranding him in reality once more but this time he didn’t mind. They continued to stare into each other’s eyes for long moments before Duo spoke. “Heero…” “Duo…?” “That was fucked up.” Eyes falling to the floor and a tear forming in one, Heero nodded. “I know.” He whispered. “That’s all there is to it.” Duo looked about the room for a moment before pinning him with his gaze. “…Why didn’t you do anything? I mean, you ignored all my looks and insinuations like you were oblivious.” He raised a brow at that. “You did, too.” Duo smiled. “I suppose. Then we both fucked up.” The hope rekindled in Heero’s eyes. Duo squeezed his hand slightly and ran a finger in a light caress over his palm. “I’m Bi, too. Always have been. And I’ve liked you for a while. But you always seemed to ignore me during the war and then right after the war, you and Relena got together and I figured you were straight. But now…” Heero gazed at him for long moments. “So… Does this mean…?” Tugging Heero’s hand and gesturing for him to sit on the bed, Duo sighed. “Well, it means I won’t be calling Hilde back.” He got serious for a moment. “Why did Relena leave anyway?” He knew the answer. But he wanted Heero to say it. Heero looked down. “She said I didn’t love her.” He returned his gaze to Duo’s eyes and cupped his cheek with the hand not being held. “And she was right.” Duo smiled and resisted giving in to his tears of joy. “Really?” “Duo. Have I ever misled you?” Heero asked. Duo snorted at that. “Do you want me to answer that, or should I just glare?” Heero smiled. A genuine smile. “The war is over. I don’t have to steal parts of your Gundam now. And I don’t intend to mislead you ever again. What I said about having feelings for you was true.” He stroked his hair. “And it will be forever if I have anything to do about it.” Duo smiled. Feeling emboldened by Heero’s words, he leaned forward and kissed him and the world melted away in a way it never had with Hilde. He felt like everything was going to be alright, and nothing, not his struggling business, not his friend’s deceit, nor Hilde would ever make it not be so. Woah be tide any that would try.
Duo’s arms wrapped around him and he gasped for breath as his eyes opened and he looked up at Heero. “Is this real?” Heero shook his head. “I don’t know. I hope so. Dreams always end before the best part.” Duo grinned. “Then we better get busy before we wake up.” Heero growled and kissed him again, his hands moving to the hem of Duo’s shirt and pulling it upwards. They broke apart long enough for the piece of fabric to be removed and then attacked each other’s mouths once again, Duo’s hand striking out and knocking the CD player and headset to the pile of junk on the floor where they were out of the way. Heero undid Duo’s pants and moved back to remove them and his underwear at the same time, having no patience. He smiled at the prize he found below Duo’s waist. Duo moaned as he did, his cheeks flushed. “Heero… Heero…” Heero moved up and kissed him deeply as he gently tweaked Duo’s nipples.
Heero watched him in awe. “That could very well be the most sexy thing I’ve ever seen in my life.” Duo smirked. “I’m sure I can make you change your mind in the next few minutes.” He tugged Heero’s pants and boxers down and slid them over his feet. He then moved back to Heero’s arousal that jutted proudly into the air. “Goddamn, Heero! Where the hell have you been hiding THAT? Wait. I don’t wanna know.” Duo smirked and licked a line from the base to the tip. Moaning, Heero let his head fall back to the pillow, unable to watch. Still smirking, Duo began to take him into his mouth, swirling his tongue around the tip. Heero groaned as his eyes slid closed, his mouth hanging open, and Duo loved how he looked like that. “Nnn. Stop. Duo. I’m not going to be able to take very much of that. Get your ass up here. Now.” Duo released him remorsefully but quickly and crawled up the bed to Heero. They kissed deeply and Heero flipped them again so he was on top. Duo broke the kiss after a few breathtaking moments. “Heero… Have you ever been with a guy?” “Iye.” Heero nipped under his chin, making him want to giggle. “Just Relena. I know what to do, though. But…” Duo brought his knees up to let Heero settle between them so there was no question about what he wanted. “Heero… I have gotten a little farther than this, but not by much. We got interrupted right before we got to do much.” They kissed passionately and he thrust upwards. The kiss broke when Heero moaned so he took Heero’s earlobe between his teeth and nibbled delicately. “But I know what I want.” He bucked his hips again, rubbing their erections together to demonstrate. Heero groaned. “Hn… Duo… We need_” “Pants pocket.” Duo said directly into his ear before licking just below it.
Duo shook his head. “No. Just hoping.” Heero smiled warmly for a moment before he regarded the tube and then Duo. “Are you sure you_” Duo pulled him back to him and kissed him deeply before breaking away and growling. “I’ve never been more sure of anything in my life, Heero, and if you leave me like this, I will kill you.” Heero grinned and opened the tube, but stopped, gazing at Duo. “No. Something’s not right.” Duo looked scared and Heero could tell he thought he was having second thoughts. Reaching forward, Heero took Duo’s braid in hand. “May I?” Duo grinned and took the fastener out of the hair. Heero dove his fingers into the mass of wavy chestnut locks, unraveling the silken strands. He smiled and then moved on when he could tell that Duo was getting frustrated. Picking up the tube, he squeezed some of the gel into his palm and let it warm for a moment before smearing some on the fingers of his other hand and leaning over Duo to kiss him, leaning on his elbow. Duo spread his legs wider and returned the kiss, moaning as Heero began to prepare him. Heero moved back and watched Duo’s face to judge his reactions to what he was doing. ‘It should be… If what I read was right… Right…about…’ Duo gasped and grabbed Heero’s shoulders in a bruising hold. “Heero.” He groaned. Heero smirked. ‘There.’ He manipulated the spot ruthlessly, alternately stretching the ring of muscle before doing it again, until Duo was whimpering. “Heero. Now.” Heero smirked and applied a little more of the gel to himself before he grabbed Duo’s knees and held them up. He pressed just the tip against Duo. “You ready?” He asked, teasing him with a miniscule amount of pressure. “Heero, I swear to god, if I can walk after this, I will chase you down and gut you with a rusty grapefruit spoon.” Duo snarled with a dangerous gleam in his eye. “Hn. I’ll have to make sure you can’t walk then.” Heero said with a smirk as he pushed forward. Duo gasped and arched his neck as his eyes slid closed. Heero groaned as he felt his thighs press against Duo’s rear. He waited a moment for Duo to adjust and for him to concentrate on his breathing, it took so much will power to stay still. “Duo?”
Heero smirked and set his hands on his hips, allowing Duo to wrap his legs around his hips to ensure he could not go anywhere without getting what he wanted. He set a slow pace that made both of them gasp. Duo was tossing his head from side to side. Heero groaned and increased his pace, loving every second. Duo was moaning constantly now, some of it his name, some words of encouragement, others merely incoherent syllables.
Duo’s entire body went taut and he spilled his seed over Heero’s hand and his abdomen and chest. “HEERO!” Heero groaned louder than he ever had in his life as Duo tightened around him and followed his lover into bliss.
Duo considered the last few days. He was in love. And loved by the man of his dreams. He was giving his heart over to him, completely and utterly. It had been Hilde’s but now it was Heero’s. He smiled when Heero spoke.
Duo rubbed his back. “I love you, too, Heero. But I have to warn you, getting involved with me is a chore. I’m messy, I drink too much, I eat like a pig, I can be a downright bastard half the time, and I’m horny the other half of the time.” Heero smirked. “And I am a neat-freak, stubborn ass that has little sense of humor.” He actually grinned back down at him then. “I think we’ll get along well.” Duo laughed before he yawned. “Ok. But we can scream all that mushy stuff from the top of the mountain tomorrow. Right now, I’m going to sleep.” Heero tightened his arms around him and watched as Duo curled up and fell asleep, just like that. Smiling, he rested his head on Duo’s hair on the pillow. ‘Baka. Watashi no baka. Hn. Life is good. I’ll have to write a letter to Relena and Hilde to thank them. But not now.’ And, holding the love of his life in his arms, Heero fell to sleep. THE END Yay! More sap! (Gags) I might as well have thrown in a “And they lived happily ever after”. Ugh. Horrid. Songs: Bump Bump Bump, B2K and Puff Daddy. (I don’t buy into that “P Diddy” crap)Angel, Amanda Perez. Hey, I told ya in the last one, I listen to all kinds of music. R&B included. A few lines were taken from some Charlie Sheen movie. Is he cute or what? ^_^ Too bad he’s male. ~_~ (sigh) Well, I hope you liked it. It’s my only comedy as of yet. I didn’t want to do the bedroom scene and let it get all mushy, but a buddy asked me to and I never deny him anything, the horny bastard. What can I say? Fanfic writers are whores aiming to please the reader. It’s the cold hard truth. But I am done with lemons. They are HARD! Holy crap! Laters! Please send me some feedback.
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