"Pretend "

Written By: Stone Angel

Disclaimer: Oh, please. Do you honestly think I'm making money off this? If I was, I'd be writing a whole lot more and it wouldn't take getting drunk to do it. I don't own the characters or the show, if I did, it would be SOOO different. Screw the war, let's see how we can get Heero and Duo in a locked room after taking away their clothes. (wolfish grin) I just like to make the creators cry with the way I write their characters. ^____^ Mission accomplished. hehehe

Rating: R

Warnings: Yaoi, sap, stupid people that make me want to kill, fluff (I think. ~_~'), bad language, bad habits, bad plot, etc. ~_~'

Pairings: 1+2

Spoilers: None really. We all know that they were both in the same school at one point, yes?

Pretend

Click click click. Click click click click click click.

Heero groaned haggardly into the dorm room, leaning back in the chair at the desk with his laptop on it and staring at the ceiling.

In the room next to it, the moans continued and even the clicking of Heero's keys couldn't drown it out. Nor could the report he was filling out distract him from the thought of whose moans they were.

`He's going to get himself in trouble.' He thought as he stared at the white ceiling. Heaving a sigh, he got up and took a soda out of the cupboard in the kitchen. As he opened it, he was relieved to hear that the moans had stopped. `FINALY.' He listened as the sounds of a door closing came from the next room over.

The door to his and Duo's room opened and Duo stepped in, looking tired as usual. His eyes were half-mast and his hair and skin were damp with sweat. "Oi." He smiled wryly and gave a mediocre wave as he made a beeline for the bathroom.

"Have fun?" Asked Heero with false disinterest.

"Sure." Duo said as he closed the door to the bathroom.

Rolling his eyes, Heero went back to his laptop. He reread the last few pages of the report and was just starting to resume typing when the bathroom door was reopened and Duo stepped out in a towel and flung
himself back onto his small bed.

His hair was out of the braid and dripping water from the ends and when he made the quick movement, some of it flew across the room in little shining gems of moisture. As his back met the mattress he let out a
small sigh and closed his eyes.

Turning back to his faithful computer, Heero cleared his throat. "So who was he this time?"

Duo gave a small laugh. "Does it matter?"

`I suppose not. He wasn't me.' It never ceased to amaze Heero how much he cared when Duo was having sex with someone else. It hurt. He knew why, though it had taken him months to admit it to himself. He had
feelings for the braided pilot of the warm and fuzzy variety. And when Duo was out and sleeping with any random guy, it hurt. Although Heero had had the pleasure of walking in on a few scenes and Duo seemed to go for blue eyes and dark hair. So in truth, he didn't pick randomly, he had standards. Even though Heero had once met one of the guys and conversation was not his strong point. `I guess he just picks them for
looks. Honestly I didn't think that there were that many gay students at this school.' "Hn. Did you have dinner?"

"I did that yesterday." Said Duo as he rolled over and Heero turned in his chair to see his room mate and fellow pilot bury his head under the pillow.

He hated how Duo acted towards him lately. It used to be that Heero and Duo at least shared something of an understanding. On missions, they worked in silence and everything was synchronized to the point of
seeming rehearsed. Afterwards, Duo would chatter away over a soda and Heero would pretend to ignore him.

But lately Duo had become more and more distant. It had been so long since Heero had seen his grin or heard his chatter or marveled at the twinkle in his deep violet eyes. Something had happened and now Duo
hated him. Hated him so much that he would rather be out fucking a complete stranger than be in the same room with Heero. And while it hurt, it was also a risk. Duo was drawing too much attention to himself.

"So. Want anything?" Making conversation did not suit Heero but someone had to do it. He wanted things to be how they were. He wanted Duo to be how he was.

"Nope."

"Duo, I'm worried."

"Mr. Stoneface? No." Duo mocked surprise. "If I needed someone to be worried, I'd ask Quatre."

"Duo, do you even know his name?"

"Sure. `What's-his-face'."

"I think you're having too much sex."

"There's no such thing as too much sex." Said Duo as he rolled back onto his back and put an arm over his eyes. "There isn't even such thing as having enough sex. That's why they call it getting SOME."

"Well are you at least safe?"

"Sex isn't safe, Yuy."

`Yuy.' Heero winced inwardly at that. "Yeah but_"

"Yes, we use condoms, are you happy?"

"Vastly." Heero snorted and turned back around in his chair to type more, more than a little stung by Duo's manner.

After a few moments of silence, he heard movement and recognized the sounds of Duo getting dressed.

"Where are you going?"

"Out. What's it matter?"

"It matters."

"Whatever. Later."

And Duo was gone.

Sighing, Heero closed his eyes and rubbed his temples. `This is going to be a long night.'

* * *

The next day, Heero woke up to find Duo gone. `I'm not surprised. When was the last time he slept here? We've been here for two months and for the better half of that I've hardly seen him at all.' Rubbing his face,
he swung his legs out of the bed and went about getting ready for his first class.

In twenty minutes, Heero was walking down the hall, lost in thought. To his left, he saw the school's best known homophobe, Brian, and his faithful cronie harassing a student that was part of the chess club.

"Come on, aren't you going to do something?" Said Brian as he pushed the boy into his locker. "Fag?"

"I'm not a fag." Said the boy in a quiet voice, eyes downcast.

Heero just kept walking. He couldn't draw attention to himself and endanger his mission by becoming the protector of every kid that got picked on. This was high school. It happened to everyone.

He reached his first class and he and the rest of the students filed into the classroom. As he was taking his seat, Duo walked in, late as usual, and pissed looking as usual. Heero was starting to wonder if he would ever see Duo's smile again. As Duo walked down the row of chairs to his desk, Heero saw Brian crack some sort of joke to his friend as he waited for Duo to pass him on his way to his seat. Upon closer
inspection, Heero saw Brian pull a pair of scissors from his book bag and Heero watched his lips to see what he and the boy were whispering.

"...grab his braid."

Eyes going wide, Heero ran down the row of seats and just as Duo was passing by, grabbed the boy's wrist as the hand swiped for Duo's precious hair. He locked his eyes with the boy's stunned brown ones. "Touch him and I'll break it."

Duo spun around to see what Heero was talking about and saw the boy and the scissors in Brian's hand. "What. The FUCK. Did you think you were doing?"

"Well gosh, Duo." Said Brian as he leaned back in his seat. "I figured I'd do you a favor. You're a boy, you might as well look like one... Even if you don't want to act like one."

Duo leaned down so he was eye to eye with the prick and Heero saw the manic, "Shinigami" gleam in them. "Have something you care to say?"

"Yeah, actually. Hey, everyone." He said to the class. "Duo's a faggot. He's as gay as they get." He announced. Shaking his head, he leveled a hateful glare on Duo. "Faggots suck."

Duo smirked. "Yeah. As you demonstrated nicely last night."

"Ohhhhhh!" The class was laughing now, everyone watching the show intently.

Brian was red with rage but Duo continued, still right in his face. "Oh yeah, you were good at giving head. But your ass was better."

"I'm not a fucking faggot!" Declared the boy.

"Oh so you said. `I'm not a fag, moan, I'm not a fag, moan.'." Duo laughed cruelly. "You're pathetic."

Brian was up and had Duo by the collar of his uniform shirt and was pulling back his other hand in the shape of a fist to strike him before Duo even blinked. He was fast.

Heero was faster. He pushed the boy back into his seat and grabbed Duo's wrists, escorting him out of the room.

In the hallway, Duo whirled on him. "WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT?!"

"You're stronger than he is. You were going to seriously injure him. Or kill him. Either way, it endangers the mission." Heero said reasonably, letting Duo shake his wrists free.

"Fuck the mission, Heero!" Duo hissed in his face. "And fuck you!" He turned and stormed back to the dorm rooms.

Heero waited a few minutes before going into the classroom and picking up both his and Duo's books and walking out just as the teacher made his appearance through the back door of the room.

As he stepped into his dorm room, he saw Duo sprawled on his bed and reading a manga of some sort, tears shining in his eyes. Setting his books on his own bed, Heero went to the cupboard and took out a bottle of water. He walked to Duo's bed and waited a moment for Duo to acknowledge him.

"What?" Duo asked after a moment, his voice annoyed.

Heero sat down and gave the water to him. "Here."

Duo took the bottle and eyed it as if it was poisoned for a moment before opening it and taking a gulp.

"You wanna talk about it?"

"Since when is talking your thing?"

Heero glared at him, something he realized he had not done in a while. "What's going on, Duo? Lately, you've been so... Distant."

"What the hell do you care?" Snapped Duo and Heero almost jumped at the tone of voice.

"I care because you're my best friend. My ONLY friend."

Duo shook his head as tears once more formed in his eyes. "That's just it." He mumbled.

"What?"

"I'll always be your friend, Heero! No matter what. That's all I'll ever be to you."

Heero was shocked by his words. Speechless, he merely let Duo continue speaking.

"You have no idea." Duo sobbed. "How hard it is to just be near you and know... Heero, I love you. I have since we met and you... You're untouchable. I tried to make you understand but you are so fucking stupid sometimes. You just ignored me and it hurt. I guess you're straight. I know you're not gay. So, yes, I sleep around. And, yes, I'm gay. And I don't give a shit. I do it so that while I'm doing it, I can pretend that I'm with you. That you're the one who..." He trailed off and covered his face in his hands, quiet for a moment.

Heero was amazed. Not only by the fact that that was more than he had heard Duo say in the last three weeks combined, but what he had said. Duo loved him. He slept around with guys who Heero just realized looked something like him to pretend that they WERE him. His attention was once again brought to outside his own mind as Duo began speaking again.

"God. I'm so stupid." He said into his hands as he realized that he had just poured his heart out. "Sorry, Heero." He made to stand up and leave but Heero held him down to the mattress and Duo opened his eyes
and looked at him.

"You're not stupid, Duo. I am. I should have... For a long time I've felt something. I didn't know what it was at first, just SOMETHING. But when you started... going home with those guys, I realized that I was
jealous. I didn't want to say anything though, because I didn't think you...well...you know...felt...something back." He said as he gazed into Duo's eyes. His voice was a whisper when next he spoke. "Well. Now I know." He stroked a finger down Duo's jaw.

Duo stared up at him, not moving or saying anything, still stunned by Heero's admission.

"So." Heero said after a moment. "Do you think I have a chance with you? Even though I'm `fucking stupid'?"

Duo snorted and looked away for a moment before looking back up to Heero.

Heero bent his head and placed a soft kiss on Duo's lips, letting it span a few seconds before moving back and up, licking his lips and tasting Duo there.

Duo looked back up at him and smiled as tears welled in his eyes. "Ok. I mean." He put on a bored look. "If I have nothing better to do."

Heero smirked at that and kissed him again, laying next to him on the bed and cupping his face in his hands.

Duo circled his arms around Heero's back.

When Heero pulled away, Duo was grinning at him and Heero once again marveled at the sparkle in his eyes. He smiled slightly himself. "Remind me to kiss you more often."

"Hmmm. Will do." Duo rubbed the back of Heero's knee with his calf as he nibbled down his jaw. "I hope you locked the door."

"I did." Heero replied as he smelled the incredible scent of Duo's hair. "But let's not rush things. Ok?" He pulled back, running his fingers through Duo's bangs and looking into his violet eyes.

Duo nodded slightly and kissed Heero's lips chastely before grinning up at him.

Heero swore right then to make sure Duo was always smiling, that he would never again see him lose the sparkle in his eye or the life that shone when he grinned. Whether it be two months before he died in the
war, or fifty years afterwards as an old man, he swore to do everything in his power to make Duo happy. To make sure that Duo would never have to pretend ever again. "Ai shite ieru, Duo."

Duo smiled.

***************

Well there you have it. (ducks flying fruits and vegetables.) No, no lemon. And sorry if that sucked horribly.

Well, I gotta go read, clean and pack. Thanks for reading and I hope this wasn't THAT bad.

ANOUNCEMENT:

For those that asked, the sequel to "Shadows and Light An Unbreakable Bond" (you may or may not remember that one but it was the really long vamp fic that I did) will be coming out sometime in November. Near Christmas. I still have to wrestle with my laptop and make it NOT delete everything I type. I hate computers. However, the PREQUEL will be out this summer. (Don't ask me, ask Bob and my insane friends who asked for it. I blame them, you can too.)

Bye again! ^_^

~Leia

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