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"The Band"Written By: t-shirt Disclaimer: Gundam Wing and its characters are
copyright to Sunrise, Bandai, Sotsu Agency, and associated parties.
I make no money with this fic. Rating: NC 17 Warnings: AU/Romance, Angst, fluff, mention of
the inappropriate fondling of a minor (brief/past incident), sap,
my corky humor , ^_^ Pairings: 1x2, 3x4, 5x????? Oh my! Summary: Hiiro and Duo discover the road to success
is sometimes as easy as simply following your heart. "The Band" Ch 4
‘Hn?’ ‘D…don’t ... do that... ah gods... what’re you…?’ ‘You don’t like it?’ ‘You shouldn’t … put... your mouth… ah… damn….’ ‘Why? Because I’m not a girl?’ ‘Well... yeah.’ ‘It’s all a part of you.’ ‘UNN!’ Duo arched back sinking his fingers in to his partners thick, chocolate hair, his hands pushing him away while his hips rose to meet him, his mind a blur of confused emotions and desires until suddenly his world went white, a thousand stars igniting in his vision at once and he found himself laying on Hiiro’s bed staring at the ceiling as he tried to catch his breath, an impossibly good, warm feeling gently nuzzling him between the legs. ‘I can’t... believe … you did that,’ the long haired boy panted chuckling for some god unknown reason. ‘I’ll do more if you like,’ Hiiro told him relishing his new found admission to the realms of the violet eyed boy’s body. ‘Stop,’ Duo breathed pushing at his head. ‘Why?’ ‘’C...cause,’ Duo giggled rolling away from him. ‘May I hold you?’ Hiiro asked not really sure where the boundaries lie. ‘What about you?’ Duo asked uncertainly, his eyes glancing at the tale tell bulge in Hiiro’s jeans. ‘I’ll take care of it later,’ the Japanese boy smiled crawling up beside him. ‘Right now I’d just really like to hold you for awhile,’ he told him pulling him into his arms. ‘I’m sorry,’ Duo offered cuddling up close. ‘For what?’ Hiiro chuckled. ‘Everything,’ the long haired boy sighed. ‘Being scared... leading you on… the whole hot and cold thing ... for not knowing where this is going,’ he finished softly kissing the hands that were cradled against his chest. ‘Hm,’ Hiiro hummed snuggling his hair. ‘I was kind of hoping it’d just stick around,’ he smiled pulling him tight as he chuckled softly in his arms. Neither of them was quiet sure how long they laid there before they heard sounds coming from the garage. It seemed a shame to have to pull themselves from the warmth they’d created together but they did have a gig to prepare for and seeing as how there was going to be a pro scout there and all it seemed like a good idea to go practice. ‘Umm, Duo?’ ‘Let’s do it again.’ ‘But that’s the sixth time!’ Quatre groaned stretching his tired fingers. ‘Yeah, but I like that piece,’ the braided boy grinned leaning on Hiiro’s shoulder cockily. ‘Let’s take a break’ Wufei suggested. ‘Aw, man! I was just hitting my stride’ Duo groused. ‘Ok... who gave him the caffeine?’ Trowa chuckled as Quatre wiped his brow with the towel around his neck giving him an opportunity to steel a kiss from the slight blond. ‘Hey, man, this is a one hundred percent natural high,’ Duo laughed then added ‘Hey! Lets do that new number Hiiro wrote,’ bringing a huge smiled to Hiiro’s face and a curious wrinkle to everyone else’s before they could fully assimilate the first comment. ‘Umm, I thought you didn’t like that one?’ Quatre asked uncertainly. ‘What gave you that idea?’ Duo asked absently searching for the lyric’s in his bag. ‘It’s great don’t you think?’ he added pulling the sheets out and looking them over. ‘Well... yeah but…’ ‘If you can sing it like you did the other night it’d sure get a scouts attention,’ Wufei interjected. ‘Let’s try it,’ Duo suggested happily waggling his brows at Hiiro as he prepared for the song. Hiiro positively beamed at him and Wufei almost bust out laughing at the pair. It took three tries to get all the way through it due to a giggling Duo who kept missing the cue and the once they had to start over because Trowa dropped his sticks trying to show off for Quatre. Duo spent the last few lines practically crawling up Hiiro’s back much to the shocked dismay of Quatre and Trowa and the amusement of Wufei. ‘Umm, are you sure you’re ok?’ Quatre asked as Duo hugged onto the Japanese boy’s back laughing. Trowa pulled the blond boy down into his lap as the infectious merriment over took his senses and kissed him. ‘You boy’s ready for the big time?’ Wufei cut in with a huge grin and before anyone could really respond the garage door, which hadn’t been opened since it’d been turned into a music studio, did. Duo peered at the huge figure of a man silhouetted by the afternoon sun as Hiiro scowled and Quatre clung even tighter to his lover’s arms. ‘Master Quatre,’ the man boomed in a deep baritone. ‘Please come with us.’ ‘What in the hell?’ Trowa breathed. ‘It’s alright,’ Quatre told him extracting himself from his lover’s stunned embrace. ‘I’ll explain later,’ he started to say but the big man cut him off. ‘Mr. Barton has been summoned as well.’ ‘What?’ ‘Why?’ ‘Who in the hell’re you?’ Duo asked sternly stepping up beside his slight blond friend. ‘Duo, please,’ Quatre pleaded softly. ‘There’s no reason to ask Trowa …’ ‘We have our orders,’ the big man declared and for the first time the other’s noticed the milling numbers of dark hared men outside. ‘He’s not to blame.’ ‘For what?’ Trowa growled pulling the blond boy to his side. ‘Trowa,’ Quatre began but… ‘This way please,’ the big man cut him off offering the pair the way to the open door of a black sedan. ‘Whoa,’ Duo exclaimed. ‘This is starting to feel like a bad B movie. Quatre who are these guys?’ ‘It’s alright,’ the blond boy told them again. ‘I can take care of this. Trowa, you don’t have to...’ ‘I’m coming,’ the taller boy declared. ‘Please,’ the big man prompted again ushering the pair into the car and, offering the others a curt nod of his head, climbed in himself and drove off straight for the Mansion on the hill. ‘Holy shit!’ Duo exclaimed seeing where they were headed. ‘What in the hell’re they taking them up there for?’ ‘I thought that place was some kind of weird club for perverted old men or something,’ Wufei mused. ‘Shit... Hiiro?’ ‘Let’s go.’ ‘Go where?’ Wufei asked bewilderedly. They were halfway up the hill before it really sank in that they were going to bust into the Mansion and find out what was going on. ‘You really think this is a good idea?’ Wufei asked for the twentieth time as they rolled to a stop a block from the huge, wrought iron front gate. ‘We can’t just let them kidnap our band members,’ Duo hissed slapping the boy’s hands off where he had a death grip on his sleeve. ‘What’dya think?’ he asked Hiiro eyeing the wall and gate. ‘Camera’s,’ the Japanese boy pointed out. ‘Lets go around back and have a look.’ Luckily the back gate which was much smaller apparently didn’t warrant such tight security but they decided to go over the wall just the same in case of an alarm. ‘Will you stop staring at his ass and just push him over!’ Wufei ground out in his impatience to get the over the wall part over with. Duo giggled and Hiiro grinned before lobbing him over the wall. ‘Ow! Damn it! Take it easy why don’t ya?’ the long haired boy groused. Wufei was next then Hiiro then they paused a moment to get their bearings before following the Japanese boy off around the corner of the house and ran smack dab into a pair of full grown, snarling rottweiler’s, their black coats shimmering and their eyes glinting evilly in the fading evening light. ‘Shit,’ Duo swore before the three of them turned tail and beat a path straight for the fence. Hiiro had just hit it intent on sailing over when he heard his lover go down turning horrified eyes as he jumped back down to find the long haired boy… laughing his ass off? As the dogs rooted and nipped at his hips and crotch nudging him this way and that until they knocked him down and still they wallered around his hips. Hiiro and Wufei stood dumbstruck and watched the boy giggle. ‘They… their after... my... ho ho’s!’ Duo laughed trying to push the dogs away. ‘His what?’ Wufei asked cocking a comical brow. ‘His ho ho’s,’ Hiiro replied just as serious as you please before going over to rescue his lover from the molesting k-nines. They left the dogs with a pile of only slightly mangled Little Debbie snacks and headed back off around the house. A short climb up a trellis to an open balcony soon saw them inside the huge manor, each of them stalling in their tracks when they got a look at the room. It looked like a sex dungeon. There was everything from shackles on the wall to a fully operational tiling and electrified table in the center. The walls were also adorned with various tools of pain and discord such as whips, chains and some oddly shaped little gizmo’s they didn’t even want to know the use of. ‘Holy shit.’ ‘Well said,’ Wufei breathed in agreement as Hiiro moved them along. The hallway, thank god! was much more normal and conveniently deserted so they took their leave of the dungeon room and slowly made their way silently down the red carpet towards the stairs. Their stealth did them little good when a door suddenly opened behind them and a man stepped out. Each got a quick glimpse of the tall, platinum haired man, his ice blue eyes regarding them evenly as he flipped a nine tailed whip casually in his black gloved hand. He just stood there dressed in black vinyl from neck to toe in what looked to be the sweetest dominatrics dream every derived. The boy’s, of course, bolted. ‘Leaving so soon?’ The three stopped so fast they skidded ten feet down the hall ending up in a pile on the red carpet and gaping incredulously at the man. ‘Jo?’ Duo ventured refusing to believe his ears. ‘When one breaks in someone’s home uninvited they might expect... the unexpected,’ the man grinned leering at them as he walked his high healed black rubber boots down the blood red carpet towards them slowly. ‘Jesus!’ Duo gasped scrambling to his feet. ‘What the hell’re you wearing?!’ ‘Fuck that! Since when are you a man!?’ Wufei asked managing to keep Duo between him and the approaching menace. ‘We are what we choose to be,’ Jo grinned sweetly dragging the whips many tails through his black gloved hand. ‘Zechs?’ They all looked past the blond man who turned to look at another man stepping out of a room at the end of the hall. He was tall as well, a little older with ginger hair and what looked like a military uniform on. ‘What’s going on here?’ the new man asked eyeing the shaken boys. ‘Unexpected guests,’ Jo smiled. ‘Who’s Zechs?’ Duo asked looking Jo over again as he turned to grin at him. ‘Where’s Quatre?’ Hiiro added getting back to the point of their little visit. ‘Hiiro?’ Quatre’s tone questioned as he too stepped out from where the ginger hared man had. ‘Quat!’ Duo barked stepping forward. ‘You ok? What in the hell’s going on?’ ‘What’re you guys doing here?’ the blond boy asked looking Jo... Zechs... the blond man up and down warily. ‘Perhaps you should change out of character,’ the ginger haired man advised. ‘Why?’ Jo… Zechs... sigh... asked leering at them again as he nibbled on the end of his whip. A firm slap on the ass from the other appeared to change his mind and he wandered off scowling and glaring at the man sulkily before disappearing into the dungeon room. ‘Forgive his behavior,’ the tall man smiled. ‘He’s a bit difficult to handle when he’s in character. Please,’ he said offering them the way into the room he and Quatre had been in. ‘Join us. I’m very interested to hear how you managed to enter my home.’ ** ‘Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha! He he... hooo... oooh my! Ha ha… Ho ho’s?! ha ha ha,’ the ginger hared man who had introduced himself as the film producer Treize Khushrenada laughed merrily. ‘Yeah,’ Duo giggled. ‘Guess they’ve got a sweet tooth,’ he laughed along with the rest of them. Jo… or rather Zechs Marquise, turned out to actually be a very popular and famous actor among well... the more reserved audiences of the world. He was apparently working on a nasty little film with Treize at the moment that required the outlandish costumes and torture devices. They all wondered just how many times that room had been used without any film running as Zechs had plopped his pretty little ass down at Treize’s feet the moment he returned from changing where the ginger haired man had casually began stroking his long, white hair. ‘So,’ Duo smiled regaining control of his mirth. ‘Where’s Trowa anyway?’ Not laughing wasn’t a problem anymore once he’d asked since the other’s all turned a little green. ‘What?’ he asked now concerned. ‘He’s speaking with Father,’ Quatre told them in a small voice. ‘You mean your father?’ Duo asked just to clarify receiving a nod from the boy. ‘Oh, man,’ the long haired boy breathed. ‘Is he ok? I mean... it’s about you and him, right? Is you dad ok with that?’ he asked glancing at the odd pair of Zechs and Treize. ‘I know he doesn’t mind if I’m with a boy but…’ Quatre never got to finish as the door suddenly opened and the subject of their conversation walked in. ‘Trowa!’ the blond boy gasped rushing into his arms. ‘Are you ok? What did he say?’ ‘Quatre,’ Trowa said softly prying the boy off of him and guiding him back to his seat. He offered the others a curious glance but seemed much too intent on what he was doing to bother with them. ‘What is it?’ Quatre asked looking as frightened as a mouse and almost as cute. ‘Quatre,’ the tall boy said again dropping to one knee in front on him, taking his hand and kissing it warmly before looking up at him. ‘You know how much I love you,’ he told him receiving a shaky little nod from his lover. ‘I need you to understand,’ he went on dropping his gaze to the floor as Quatre began to tremble. ‘What I’m going to say to you now I’m not just saying because your Father told me too,’ he told him looking back up into his swelling cerulean eyes. ‘Gods,’ he breathed overcome with emotion ‘I love you so much,’ he told him snatching him into a fierce hug. ‘Trowa?’ Quatre intoned, his voice breaking pitifully as the tears threatened to spill from his eyes. ‘Please, believe me,’ the taller boy said pushing him back again. ‘I really want you to be mine,’ he told him. Duo’s throat went so dry he couldn’t have spoken if he had to as he watched his drummer shakily slip a small golden band on the blond boy’s trembling finger. ‘Will you marry me?’ ‘H… h… he t… told you to m… m… m… marry me?!’ Quatre stammered wide eyed. ‘No… no,’ Trowa said shaking his head in frustration. ‘No... he just wanted to know my intentions but… this is my intention Quatre. I want to be with you... always,’ he explained. ‘I know it’s all pretty sudden and we don’t have to do it right away but... well ... when your Dad asked me what I wanted I just couldn’t help myself. I even bought the ring last week though I really hadn’t planned on springing it on you until we’d had more time together but ... this is what I want... its all I’ve ever wanted… more even… I just can’t see my life without yoummmfffff!’ THUMP*CLANG! Trowa hit the floor as Quatre dove on him kissing him madly and knocking the coffee table over in the process. ‘Yes!’ the blond boy chirped coming up long enough to say the one word then diving back in again. Their joyous entanglement quickly infected the others in the room until they were all laughing merrily. It turned out that Quatre’s dad wasn’t really at the Mansion, he was on L3 and the entire conversation had taken place via vid phone. The couple decided that night that a long engagement would be a good idea giving them time to finish school and get their careers in order, such as the possible live tour they might be heading up the next summer if all went well with the scout the next weekend. This satisfied everyone involved and Quatre showed his ring to everyone at least ten times an hour. It was really amazing how much joy one small golden band could inspire. The five left their hosts late that evening (Duo stole some candies out of the candy box on Treize’s desk for the dogs) ignoring the way the ginger haired man was petting Zechs ass as they made their way out. Again they had to wonder just how much of that equipment was really for a film but no one was about to ask. Quatre explained that his father and Treize went way back which was why the producer had been charged with helping to look after the boy. The mountain of a man with the base tenor was Rashid, one of Quatre’s personal body guards. That little tid bit gave Duo the willies at first, just knowing that there was a horde of men out there watching was enough to make his skin crawl but truth be told, if they really did make it big, body guards would be a necessary evil so he figured he might as well get used to it. They sure didn’t seem to bother Quatre any as he was doing his best to crawl down Trowa’s throat in the back of the van on the way home. They left the couple at Trowa’s house to celebrate their new engagement and dropped Wufei off then spent an hour and half making out in the van in front of the Maxwell Church. ‘I… should go in,’ Duo spoke softly between kisses. ‘Come to my place,’ Hiiro suggested tasting the silken curvature of his long neck. Duo’s silence was enough to tell him that he’d pushed a little too hard. ‘It’s alright,’ he smiled kissing his forehead. ‘I’ll take the van and pick you up in the morning, ok?’ The tension drained out of the long haired boy with these words leaving Hiiro feeling very much the gallant night as he kissed him one more time. ‘I love you,’ he told him softly gaining the blushing smile he’d been after before leaving. Despite Duo’s reluctance to advance their relationship he was pretty much walking on air when he returned home. J was, as usual, absent from the general vicinity but he found a small bag on the counter that shocked him when he opened it to find a pack of condoms, a tube of lube and a small instruction manual on male homosexual sex. All he could do was move on to his room and chuckle at his guardian’s audacity. He’d have wondered how the man knew but one thing he’d never been good at was hiding anything from J. He’d probably known longer than Hiiro had. The book didn’t turn up anything he hadn’t already figured out though the diagram of the location of the prostrate would come in handy. He put the rest in his end table beside his bed and laid back feeling very much right about the world in general as he drifted off to sleep, his mind swimming with a thousand visions of Duo he no longer had to repress.
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