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"A Boy's World "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, sap, silliness
of the braided kind lol, mention of lemon Unbeta’ed Pairings: 1x2, 3x4, past 5x2, 1
dating R in the beginning (he kisses her etc. when she tries to seduce
him, fair warning), apparent 2xH (smooching here as well but tis not
serious ^_^) Summary: Hiiro lives in a world of quiet order
and well made plans until he meets a boisterous young man who slowly
changes his life forever. "A Boy's World " Ch 2 They ended up staying for awhile and browsing the booths. She even cooed over a bracelet so much he ended up buying it for her though he couldn’t imaging why she’d want a five dollar trinket when she had diamonds and opals at home to wear. Perhaps it was the night air or the sounds of the celebration that were muddling her brain. He felt a lot better after having spent such a nice evening with her. Even the memory of his odd fascination with Duo had faded from his mind. He was glad of it. Now he could relax and just enjoy Relena’s company without feeling uneasy about the braided boy’s presence. The entire place seemed so different without him around, more peaceful, less brilliant, calm even. He wondered for a moment what part of the assembly the boy was off terrorizing while he walked along the riverfront with his date on his arm. It would be time for the fireworks soon. Wouldn’t Duo be the type not to miss such a thing? Where was he anyway? ‘There he is.’ ‘Hm?’ ‘Didn’t you ask about Duo?’ she replied. ‘He’s over there with Hilde and Brant,’ she pointed out while he did a quick inventory of his spoken words for the past couple of minutes. When had he asked about Duo? ‘Oh look, Chelsea’s with them. Let’s go say hi,’ she smiled pulling him toward them. Oooo no... no no nonono… this was a reeeally bad idea! ‘Hi Chelsea!’ Relena called ignoring the fact that Duo had knelt down between Hilde’s legs and was trying to suck her tonsils out. Of course the fact that this put his round ass right out there for everyone to see seemed to have escaped everyone but Hiiro who was feeling like a jog around the block right about then. Two minutes ago he’d been fine, now his blood pressure was threatening to blow a vein! What was with this guy!? ‘Hey, Relena,’ Chelsea called back amiably. ‘Hilde said you were here but I didn’t believe her!’ she squealed. ‘What brought you out slumming?’ she asked smiling at her own pun. ‘It was Hiiro’s idea,’ Relena replied. ‘But I’m really glad we came. It’s been so much fun,’ she smiled. ‘Did Quatre come?’ she asked since this was one of his many sisters. ‘Yeah,’ the girl informed her looking around presumably for her wayward brother. ‘I don’t know where he’s gotten off to though,’ she sighed. ‘He always disappears whenever Trowa comes along. I’m beginning to think that boy’s bad news.’ ‘Have you spoken to Catharine about it?’ Relena asked chuckling at Duo and Hilde. Hiiro found nothing amusing about the way the boy was all but raping her on the bench. ‘She’s away in Europe,’ Chelsea informed her. ‘He’s living alone?’ ‘It’s alright I suppose,’ the curly haired girl sighed. ‘Quatre spends the night over there a lot so he’s not alone really,’ she explained. ‘Well, I wouldn’t worry about it then,’ Relena advised laughing again as Duo pushed the make out session up a notch almost knocking the bench over. ‘Hey! Chill out lip leech! AHH!’ Chelsea growled playfully smacking Duo in the back as the bench went over backwards spilling them all on the grass. ‘You crazy…!’ ‘AG! DUO!’ ‘Hey, lay off my woman!’ Brant chimed in diving into the pile in his effort to save Chelsea from the so called `lip leech` that was bearing down on her. He gained himself a wet, sloppy kiss on the cheek for his efforts which he didn’t appear to mind all that much, a fact that further irritated Hiiro. ‘Would you like a drink?’ he offered to his giggling date. ‘Hm? Oh yes... thank you,’ she replied. ‘I’ll be right back,’ he told her making his escape. ‘Hey, wait up!’ Duo called after him making him squeeze his eyes shut and pray for patience. ‘You guy’s want a beer?’ he called back to the others. ‘Lemonade!’ ‘Bach!’ ‘Diet soda!’ ‘Three beers coming right up,’ Duo replied dodging the sandal Chelsea threw at him before jogging to catch up with the agitated Hiiro. So much for the escape plan. ‘Do you go to snoot high with Relena?’ Duo asked pulling a diet coke out of an iced cooler by the side walk and tossing it over his shoulder from the back to catch it in front as he dropped a dollar on the table for the vender. ‘Must you play with everything?’ Hiiro asked. ‘Playing’s fun,’ Duo smiled. ‘You ought to try it sometime,’ he told him pausing at the lemonade stand. ‘Maybe with Princess Proper back there,’ he grinned. ‘Thanks,’ he told the starry eyed girl that handed him the lemonade offering her a small smile that just about set off her booster rockets. Christ! Was everyone a victim of this boy’s charms? ‘Relena’s a lady,’ Hiiro told him evenly heading for the star bucks booth. ‘Ladies need love too,’ Duo grinned. ‘If, per chance, I would ever have that particular privilege I certainly wouldn’t be discussing it in the street with the likes of you,’ the Japanese boy went off. ‘Whoa! Chill out. I didn’t mean anything by it,’ Duo defended. ‘It’s just... you know... she stares at your ass a lot,’ he told him before quickly veering off into the crowd. Hiiro stopped and stared after him for a long moment. Had he been serious? Relena? He’d never even thought of such a thing. She was of the proper age to take an interest in such things he supposed but could she really be checking him out? Was she honestly capable of such lustful feelings? He’d certainly never noticed any signs that she might want him to make an advance but was that because they weren’t there or because he just didn’t see them? He was jolted out of his musing when he realized he was watching Duo’s ass as he faded from sight and turned still blushing to order the coffee’s. He took a detour to the bathroom while he was at it. There was no reason to wait in line outside when there was a perfectly good restroom in the gallery showroom. It apparently stayed open during these parties in the hope of improving sales but it was still empty for the most part. The wares were a little expensive for this crowd Hiiro supposed. All the better. The bathroom would surely be free. He was delighted to find the door unlocked but once he’d opened it he really wished he’d chosen any other door on the planet but that one as Quatre barked in surprise clinging tightly to a taller boy’s half naked body who had him pinned to the counter and it clearly had nothing to do with washing his hands. ‘S...sorry.’ ‘Wait! Hiiro! Please don’t tell,’ Quatre cried disentangling himself from his lover. The stark terror in his voice stalled the Japanese boy’s flight but he refused to turn back around and look at them. ‘You can’t tell, ok?! Please!... Please, Hiiro!’ the boy pleaded gripping the back of his shirt as he began to sob. ‘Shhh,’ the taller boy soothed taking him by the shoulders into a loose embrace. Hiiro had no idea what to think. This boy was one of the wealthiest people on the planet. How in the hell could he tell anyone? It’d be like putting a gun to his head and pulling the trigger. His mind flashed involuntarily on images of Duo in such a position, the most disturbing part being that he was in Trowa’s in the vision. He squeezed his eyes shut trying desperately to rid himself of these outlandish thoughts, his frustration over his lack of control coming to a head. ‘What in the hell did you think you were doing?!’ he snapped rounding on the pair. Quatre instantly buried his head in the taller boy’s chest but his lover only turned calculating, emerald eyes on him. ‘Geez! You’re both boy’s for crying out loud!’ Hiiro went on. ‘What about Dorothy?’ What was he saying? ‘You’re Father! Your family!’ he couldn’t stop himself. ‘How in the hell could you let him do ... do ... that to you?!’ he shouted turning to leave again. ‘Tell them and I’ll take him away right now,’ the taller boy said evenly staying his footsteps again. ‘Please, Hiiro!’ Quatre begged through broken sobs falling on his back again. ‘Please… I love him,’ he confessed, his heartfelt words finally soothing the savage beast raging in Hiiro’s chest. ‘I’m sorry,’ the Japanese boy sighed turning to wrap his arms around the sobbing blond. ‘I’m sorry... I didn’t mean to...’ he stopped mid-sentence seeing the absolute intention on the emerald eyed boy’s face. ‘Trowa?’ he asked already knowing the answer before the boy nodded. He sighed heavily feeling the full weight of the words he was about to say. ‘It’s alright... I won’t tell,’ he promised. ‘Really?’ Quatre rasped peering up at him through watery blue/green eyes. The quirky little smiled on his pink, kiss swollen lips making Hiiro chuckle out loud. ‘Really,’ he assured him again. ‘Thank you,’ Quatre sighed burrowing down into the Japanese boy’s broad chest. Hiiro couldn’t help but smile. He was really damn cute, kind of reminded him of a lost kitten, at least until he looked up into the amused green gaze of his taller companion. ‘Yes… well,’ Hiiro said pushing the blond boy back toward his receptive lover. ‘I’m sorry I shouted,’ he offered by way of moving the awkward moment along. ‘It’s alright,’ Quatre sniffed welcoming the warm arms that wrapped around him. ‘It must have been a shock,’ he chuckled. ‘I know its none of my business,’ Hiiro went on trying very hard not to look at the boy’s pale legs as he was still wearing nothing but the dress shirt that barely covered his hips. He’d never realized how feminine the blond boy was. ‘But have you considered how this is going to play out?’ he asked. ‘I mean... it’s not like you can get married or plan a future.’ ‘Why not?’ Trowa asked reaching for Quatre’s pants. Apparently he hadn’t missed the fact that Hiiro’s eyes kept gravitating to Quatre’s legs. ‘You’re both male,’ the Japanese boy retorted as if it was painfully obvious. ‘Gays marry all the time,’ Trowa argued holding the pants for his lover to step into. This of course placed his head right next to his crotch witch only supplied Hiiro with a few images he’d just as soon lived without. ‘He’s not just your average guy,’ Hiiro countered. ‘Wouldn’t I know that better than anyone?’ Trowa smirked brushing his face much to close to Quatre’s crotch for it to have been anything but on purpose going so far as to lick his lips slowly as he pulled the boy’s pants up for him. Quatre’s humble compliance to his wishes was only making it harder for Hiiro to keep his own desires under control. Was this the answer? Was he attracted to boys too? Did he want to be? Shit, that’d cause soooo many problems! He really didn’t envy these two the road they’d chosen. ‘Your coffee’s probably cold,’ Quatre observed sniffing cutely again. ‘Let me replace it, ok?’ he insisted pulling his wallet. ‘That’s alright,’ Hiiro told him. ‘No... please,’ Quatre insisted handing him what looked like an exorbitant amount of money. He wasn’t sure whether to be insulted or charmed. He decided on charmed the moment he looked into those bottomless, cerulean eyes. ‘I’m not going to tell,’ he promised again rolling the money back into the blonds hand as he smiled at him warmly. ‘Come on,’ he added touching his chin affectionately. ‘You know what I’m worth. That’s chump change between us anyway,’ he joked. ‘Relax,’ he said more seriously. ‘If anyone finds out it won’t be because of me ... ok?’ ‘Thank you,’ Trowa offered slipping his arms around his lover again. ‘If there’s any way we can repay you…’ ‘Actually,’ Hiiro broke in without really thinking about it then paused not really sure what he wanted to say. ‘Yes?’ Quatre asked almost hopefully. ‘Would you mind,’ Hiiro went on, he wasn’t really all that good working off the cuff. ‘I’d like it if we could spend some time together,’ he told them not really understanding why. ‘Y...you don’t mean you want to…’ why’d he look so nervous all of a sudden? And what was with that protective glare from Trowa? ‘Oh, hell no!’ he burst suddenly realizing what it was they were thinking. ‘No! No, of course not!’ How could they even think he wanted to join them?! ‘I just thought maybe we could catch a movie or something. Dinner… that kind of thing,’ he rattled knowing he must sound like an idiot but desperate for them to understand. ‘Are you… worried about me?’ Quatre asked happily suspicious. Was he? Hm. ‘A little,’ apparently ... he was. ‘I didn’t know you two were such close friends’ Trowa interjected. ‘We’re not,’ Quatre replied then stopped to consider the Japanese boy. ‘Are we?’ ‘I think I’d like it if we were,’ Hiiro smiled. It was a very odd feeling to think of someone as a true friend but somehow after what had just happened he just couldn’t see a time in his life without those two in it. The incident had given him a strong urge to protect and care for the couple for some reason. Quatre was so cute and Trowa would no doubt be a strong ally in the years to come. He was really very happy about the encounter as he got fresh coffee and returned to find the group he’d left along with his new friends sitting around the bench watching a dazzling fireworks show. Trowa apparently wasn’t as worried about being discovered as Quatre was as he’d taken a seat right next to him going so far as to drape his arm along the back of the bench although he wasn’t actually touching him. Hiiro could see the contentment in Quatre’s smile though and knew exactly why it was there. The others were all curled up in their perspective corners with their partners. Brant with Chelsea on one knee, Mary and Tod had reappeared and stood leaning against a tree, his arms comfortably around her waist as she leaned back into him. Duo was quiet for once as he sat cradling Hilde in the crook of his arms where they say on a blanket in the grass. Hiiro felt the warm weight of a momentary daydream wash over him as he gazed at the longhaired boy. He truly was beautiful in every sense of the word. Especially when he was clam like now just sitting under the open sky, the light of a million sparkling explosions dancing over his skin, shimmering in his hair and reflecting in those huge, violet eyes. For an instant Hiiro saw him not looking at the brilliant sky but warm and alive and in his arms just begging to be kissed, breathless and inviting with the purest expression of utmost surrender in those eyes as he reached for him with those full, pouting lips… It took a full second for him to realize that the eyes that were staring into his were real and not a part of his fantasy. When had Duo turned his attention onto Hiiro? It seemed foolish to freak about it though. If he did that he would know for sure what he’d been thinking so he just smiled and moved off to join Relena beside another of the tree trunks. He was uncomfortably aware of the fact that Duo was still watching him. The little smile on his face wasn’t helping things much either. Had he been discovered? Would it make any difference if he had? For whatever the reason he found he really didn’t want to offend the longhaired boy so he hoped not. They’d only just met after all. Considering the way he looked it was no wonder Hiiro had reacted to him if he was so inclined to swing that way. He was still amazed that he could even think such a thing about himself. He would come to find over the next few weeks that he was hardly the only one with that particular inclination. Hilde damn sure had her hands full. Duo was hard enough to keep up with but she also had to contend with every Tina, Jack and Lucy that came down the pike. Twice during outings with them and Quatre and Trowa he’d seen the girl head off guy’s that were openly trying to get Duo to go out with them. He’d lost count of the girls and for the most part they didn’t seem to bother her. Duo was a nut and didn’t discourage any type of attention people wanted to lavish on him but he was decent enough to make sure the girls knew it was just a game. The guys on the other hand didn’t seem to get the point. They were down right aggressive to the point Hilde ended up telling one of them that she and Duo were already secretly married and she was carrying his child just to get rid of the guy. Hiiro had over heard it when he went to check on her since he’d seen her heading off in his direction after he’d cornered Duo for the tenth time that week. He’d ended up having a little talk with the guy as well just for good measure and they hadn’t seen him again. His own infatuation with the longhaired boy hadn’t let up much either. He also found he harbored some small attraction for Quatre as well. It made him wonder if Duo would be the submissive type in that kind of relationship since that’s what he appeared to be attracted to but he put that demon to bed real quick. Oddly enough he’d noticed that what Duo had told him about Relena was also true. Now that he was looking for it, it was easy to catch the girl ogling his body. He’d really never have thought it of her but apparently she had some hot blood in her after all. He had no idea what to do about it but it was nice to be appreciated. It ended up being a sore spot for him in the end because he couldn’t help but wish it was Duo who was looking at him like that. Gods he was such a shit heal. He decided to make it up to her and take her out for a nice dinner with just the two of them. They hadn’t done this in awhile. Not since they’d hooked up with Duo and his crowd. It seemed like there was always something going on so he purposely set aside a night and made a date with her. He’d take her out and spend some quality time with her and reinforce the relationship he’d been working on for the past two years. They were a good match. He’d always known that and it was time he put more effort into making things work between them. He was reminded just why he’d ended up asking her out in the first place when he picked her up. She looked absolutely beautiful in the white gown she’d picked. Long gloves and exposed shoulders, a tight waist showing off gently rounded hips, a most pleasant sight to look upon. She even smelled good. Like roses, very elegant and refined just as he’d expect her to be. The restaurant of choice for the evening was Café LaCrous. A rather expensive place down on the river with an open patio, fine crystal glassware and no menu’s because the servers all had the dishes memorized. Dinner was duck under glass and Château Breaun 1875. It’d been awhile so he splurged on the two thousand dollar bottle of wine. The good part was when you spend that much on wine no one asks for your ID. He was feeling very relaxed and pleasantly sated when they took their after dinner walk down the boardwalk beside the restaurant. The night was clear and the stars were bright and everything, even the wind coming off the water seemed to be pushing the girl beside him into his arms. When he kissed her he felt nothing but a steady warmth, pleasant, familiar, soothing. ‘Hiiro.’ ‘Hm?’ ‘Stay with me tonight.’ He really hadn’t been ready for that request but he agreed just the same. There was no good reason to refuse. They’d been together long enough to take things to the next level. They were old enough to be able to cope with a physical relationship and this was a part of the life he’d always thought to have with her. It wasn’t like he expected himself not to be nervous since this would be the first time for both of them but it had been a long time since he’d known what nervous really felt like and it was a little harder to deal with than he’d anticipated. He refused to take her to a hotel and her home was out of the question so they ended up at his penthouse. She was obviously nervous too as she neglected to comment on the lack of warmth in the place for once. He spent over an hour trying to ease the mood with music, drinks and light talk before she finally lost her patience and moved in closer to him. ‘Do you remember?’ she asked smiling close to his mouth. ‘What?’ he asked kind of wishing she’d back off and let him lead. ‘Café LaCrous was our first date,’ she reminded him kissing the corner of his mouth. Had it been? Oh yes... it had. ‘It took me three weeks to trick you into meeting me there. Remember?’ she chuckled. Now that he thought about it, it had. She’d been the one to ask him out not the other way around. When had he started thinking it was his idea? ‘Aren’t you glad now?’ she said softly kissing him wholly as she crawled up over him. He was so not ready for this but he let her do as she pleased going so far as to rest his hands on her hips as she pushed him down into the couch. He tried so hard but he really just couldn’t relax. Each kiss was strained and awkward and made him really just wish he was somewhere else. What was his problem? This is what he’d wanted all along wasn’t it? Was loosing his virginity really such a big deal? He took a deep breath and steeled his resolve as she moved slowly from his lips down his neck as she unbuttoned his shirt. He closed his eyes willing the uneasiness away as her lips brushed gently over his chest, warm breath moist on his skin. He felt his body begin to respond to the gentle touches, soft hair, hot tongue... beautiful violet eyes… ‘Wait.’ ‘Wh...what?’ ‘Damn it,’ he sighed pushing her away as he sat up feeling like the biggest snake this side of Eden. ‘Whats wrong?’ she asked understandably shaken. He sat quietly for a long moment unable to speak the words he knew he had to say but in the end it was more cruel to stay silent. ‘I can’t,’ he finally breathed feeling a great weight lift from his shoulders. ‘Why?’ she asked, pain laced his chest just watching the walls of her universe crumbling in her watering eyes. ‘It wouldn’t... be right,’ he told her knowing only the truth would be appropriate now. ‘I don’t understand. I thought...’ ‘So did I,’ he confessed. ‘I had every intention of asking you to marry me someday,’ he told her. ‘But?’ she prompted clearly terrified of the response. ‘I’m… confused right now,’ he tried to explain knowing how lame it sounded. ‘Is there someone else?’ she asked beginning to fidget from the emotional overload. ‘Nooo,’ he told her turning to her comfortingly but before he could go on he realized he’d just lied to her. ‘Yes... sort of... hell, I don’t even know,’ he laughed wryly sitting back again. ‘Yes or no? Its not a difficult question,’ she snapped in frustration. He couldn’t blame her. Anger at this point was probably a healthy thing. ‘I’m not seeing anyone else,’ he clarified. ‘But you’d like to,’ she sighed dejectedly. He couldn’t lie and he certainly couldn’t tell her the truth so he just kept silent. ‘Gods, this is not happening,’ she sniffed mostly to herself. ‘I’m sorry.’ ‘Prove it,’ she demanded leaning over to kiss him again. ‘Stop it,’ he told her firmly pushing her away. ‘Just once,’ she reasoned. ‘By morning I promise you wont be thinking of anyone but me,’ she smiled. ‘You really want to do this knowing I’m thinking of someone else?’ he asked dealing a very hard blow in reality. ‘You deserve better than that,’ he told her kindly as her spirit sagged again. ‘You’re right,’ she said suddenly recomposing herself. ‘I do,’ she agreed standing and making a very quick exit that left him sitting utterly alone and wondering if he’d just made the biggest mistake of his life. For what it was worth he decided by morning that it
wasn’t a mistake. It would have been wrong to sleep with her
when he was thinking of Duo. Hell, he really didn’t think he
could have to begin with. Was their relationship over? He had no clue
but he wasn’t about to get either of them involved in a bold
faced lie. He really liked Relena and wanted her to have a happy life.
There was no way he could give her that if he wasn’t sure about
who he was and what he had to offer. Whatever happened, he’d
done the right thing.
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