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"Cherry"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/Romantic/Adventure, Fluff, WAFF *grin*,
slight angst, There’s a lemon in there somewhere Beta’ed by Lady Me (Mechante Fille) ssso
sweet! tanku tanku! ^-^ Pairings: 1x2, 3x4 Summary: A single night of passion robs Duo of
more than his virginity when his impromptu lover shows up on his flight
team. " Cherry"
I spent the next couple of weeks avoiding Hiiro like the plague but that wasn’t so hard to do since the brass was putting him through some heavy paces. Whenever we were forced to work together it was easy enough to avoid a confrontation by simply pissing Une off. She’d make sure I never saw a break and all I had to do was make some crack about her, Treize and rose scented bath oil. She stayed in a pretty good mood regardless because Quatre had been right about my being distracted by everything. It seemed like I suddenly couldn’t pilot a paper plane safely anymore but on top of my inability to forget how good it felt to have him in my bed he was also breaking every record I had ever set. I mean the guy just wasn’t human, I had never seen anyone or anything move so damn fast. Looking back I suppose it shouldn’t have surprised me to walk in one day and find his name in place of mine for the first practical testing of the CatWalker. “It’s my project!” I declared as Quatre wandered into Une’s office. She sat behind her desk, two fingers on her chin and that infuriating smirk on her lips. “What’s the idea of giving it to Hiiro!? I’ve been working on it for six months! Hell! I practically designed the damn thing!” “Your rating as dropped below the minimum for a test of this nature,” she smiled pushing a file folder toward me. “Have a look.” “You have a look!” I snapped, shoving it back at her. “CatWalker is mine! I don’t give a shit what your fucking statistics say! He was my idea! He wouldn’t have made it off the drawing board if I hadn’t redesigned him!” I was aware of Hiiro walking in but it mattered little to me at the time. “My performance may have been a little off lately but there is no good reason to take me off this project and I’ll be damned if I’m gonna hand it over to someone else just because Treize refuses to bend you over a desk!” “DUO!” Quatre barked as the Lady’s eyes narrowed dangerously. “I don’t mind stepping down,” Hiiro interjected. “You stay out of this!” I snapped. “This is all your god damn fault!” “Duo,” Quatre said warningly. “What’s going on here?” It wasn’t often that we actually saw Treize’s face but apparently my ranting had prompted him to creep out of his office. “We were just discussing my returning the CatWalker trial to Duo,” Hiiro replied as if it were a board meeting. “Why was he removed from the project?” he asked. “He no longer qualifies,” Une purred, handing him the file. I swear I just wanted to scream when he opened it and began to read. How could I have let myself get so distracted? And why was it even then Hiiro’s presence was tickling the back of my mind, radiating a heat that made me want to step closer to him. My heart sank when Treize’s brows went up and he peered at me over the top of the file. “You’ve fallen two points,” he pointed out and I suddenly felt sick to my stomach. Two points?! That made me the lowest ranked member on our team. “Duo hasn’t been feeling well,” Hiiro said, stepping up. “It seems only wise to postpone the practical tests until he has recovered.” “Do not patronize me,” I growled. I didn’t need his sympathy or his help. “Production starts in three weeks. There isn’t time to wait for my damn ranking to come back up.” “Do you require medical attention?” Treize inquired. “No,” I spat, feeling the helpless frustration coil in my gut as I turned away and caught Hiiro’s eye. “The bug that’s got a hold of me isn’t gonna be that easy to get rid of.” I didn’t bother to look back and see how he reacted but I was fed up with the whole situation. I was tired of having to dodge and check corners just to get to my office. I was sick of eating my meals alone on the steps or finding some out of the way burger joint because he might be in the break room and I was exhausted because every damn night I saw him in my dreams. For once I went straight to my office without caring if I might stumble into him and slammed the door shut on the whole freaking world. There is a couch in there, we all have one because we often end up staying the night and it looked damned good because all of a sudden I just couldn’t keep my eyes open. No sleep, tons of stress and an overload of adrenalin before ten in the morning can be a bitch on the system so I piled in, buried my head under the pillow and just stopped thinking. The phone woke me sometime later, two twenty by the clock on the wall and I felt as if I had been dragged behind a bus but I stumbled to answer it anyway. “What?” “Duo?” “Trowa?” What in the hell did he want? “Just thought you’d like to know you’re back on for the CatWalker test.” “What?” What happened to Hiiro? “Hiiro quit.” “Wait… what?” The asshole was refusing the assignment? “He quit. I think he’s already packed up his office…” “Whoa! Wait a sec! What’duya mean `packed up his office`?!” He quit?! “He’s gone,” he explained. “Treize is pretty upset about it but there was no changing his mind. Une blames you of course…” “Where is he?” I couldn’t breathe. “I guess he went home…” “Where the fuck is that?!” I snapped, already on my PC trying to find a home address on him. “Sunrise and Bandai,” he replied. “Apartment 01.” “Thanks.” It took me five minutes to find his place, his neighbourhood wasn’t any further from the office than my own but it was a hell of a lot classier. I left my bike out front and knocked on the door without the slightest idea of what I was going to say. “Umm… is… Hiiro here?” Seeing an older black woman’s face behind the door seriously shook my world. “Hiiro?” she repeated then smiled. “Oh, you mean that nice young man upstairs.” Upstairs? Then it hit me and I confirmed it when I stepped into the elevator that apartment 1 and 01 were not the same. 01 just happened to be one of the two penthouses so I shook the pieces of my reality back into place on the long ride up and tried to think of what to say to him. “Duo?” He looked really surprised to see me. “Um, can I come in?” “What are you doing here?” he asked, opening the door. “Trowa said you quit.” “News travels fast,” he chuckled but somehow it didn’t sound happy. That’s when I noticed the suitcases beside the bedroom door. “I never meant to imply you weren’t capable of the job,” I began, forcing the stone in my stomach to stay down. “It doesn’t matter,” he replied. “It’s just a job. You want something to drink? I have soda…” “Hiiro, please.” I felt so awkward. “I never wanted to become your rival.” “Oh, you can’t help that,” he smiled. “You’re the only one good enough to compete with me.” I felt an unreasonable surge of pride when he said it that made me blush enough he grinned at me. “The point is you don’t have to leave,” I pressed on. “I don’t like it but you are the next best person to test the CatWalker.” “If you need me to test it for you, I will,” he offered and for a moment the light started to come back into my life but then it suddenly winked out when he added, “But I’ll be leaving when it’s done.” What?! “Why?” “I didn’t come here to be a burden to you,” he informed me and my stone suddenly gave birth to about a million butterflies. “I just wanted to be close enough to get to know you better.” “Then… why…?” ”The bug that’s got a hold of me isn’t gonna be that easy to get rid of.” He must have seen the words echoing in my mind because he simply smiled and turned to take his suitcases to the front door. There were only three words in my mind at that particular moment. “Please, don’t leave.” “It isn’t your fault,” he told me. “Stop.” I couldn’t bear it and went to take the bag from his hand and set it aside. “You don’t have to leave.” “There’s only one reason I should stay,” he said and I suddenly realized how very close he was. I knew what would happen, knew it and welcomed it when I looked him in the eyes and said, “Stay.” He had me in his arms before I could even take a breath and I got a first hand demonstration of just how frustrated he was as well. It had never occurred to me that the smooth, cool, level headed Hiiro might have a bee hive in his belly too but it was suddenly swarming all over me. He didn’t seem to be able to touch enough of me at once, his hands roaming frantically as he kissed me, his mouth so hungry it made me dizzy and I barely comprehended it when my legs hit the couch. “Hiiro.” I couldn’t think, his passion burned so bright, so hot I felt as if my flesh were melting under his touch, then the world disappeared altogether when his mouth moved down my chest and over my stomach. I don’t remember opening my eyes again until he drew from me the most cataclysmic climax I had ever experienced but he was far from done with me. I recalled why I hadn’t slept much during our first night together when I felt him crawl up my body, hot kisses laced with the bitter-sweetness of my own essence coming to claim my mouth before my vision could even properly return. His hands moving gracefully, insistently removing whatever barrier lay between us until his skin could touch mine unhindered. “If this isn’t what you want,” he rasped, undulating his hips in a slow rotation that was driving me stark raving mad. “Tell me now… because if we go much further I’m not going to be able to stop.” There was an option? Was he nuts? There was no option. I demonstrated this by wrapping my legs around him and lifting my hips until I thought he was going to cry before I told him… “You’d better not be gone in the morning.” I hadn’t expected him to laugh but he had a point when he replied, “I live here.” Then he kissed me and the slow invasion that followed took us away to that place where nothing else matters but the soul connection our bodies granted us. It was different than the first time but I can’t say it was any less intense. Slower maybe, not quite as raw but I suppose that might have had something to do with the fact that we had been drinking last time. The heat was there but untainted by unbridled desperation and by the time he lay atop me, his body sheen and wet from exertion as he breathed heavily in my ear and I waited for the light to fade I understood what we had shared before had been nothing more than a seed. A seed nurtured by mutual experience, respect for one another and the sort of trust that comes only from the heart. I was falling in love. Oddly enough, that fact was making me feel very awkward all of a sudden. “Should I go home?” “You are home,” he replied, kissing my neck and I shivered clear down to my toenails. “Then can I take a shower?” I chuckled. “Take anything you want,” he smiled, kissing me again. “Will you stay?” He paused and raised above me with wonder in his eyes then finally quirked an eyebrow and chuckled, “How could you even ask that question?” “I’m sorry,” I sighed. “I just can’t seem to find solid ground.” “Shit,” he breathed, climbing off of me and I suddenly felt a little sick when he asked, “I did it again didn’t I?” “What?” Where was he going? “Duo, I didn’t come here just to get laid.” Oh. “I really want to get to know you,” he went on, running his hand through his hair in this nervous expression that made him look like a little boy. “It’s just… anytime you get near me all I can think about is how to get my hands on you.” “They feel good.” “What?” “Your hands,” I smiled and he stared at me long enough for laugher to bubble up in my throat. “I want more than that,” he said softly and I was forced to fight off one of those full body chills. “Anymore and I wont be able to walk.” Perhaps not the best time for humour but it did make him smile and eased the intensity in his eyes. “Stay with me tonight,” he insisted, lying down to hold me and I really couldn’t think of anywhere else in the world I would rather have been. “We need to call Une,” I reminded him. “And Quatre,” he chuckled. “I thought he was going to pop a vein when I quit.” “You’ll have to catch an early flight to make the CatWalker test,” I sighed, slapping at the ugly, possessive beast that reared up and growled in my chest. “You should be the one to test it,” he countered. I had to bite back on the rather nasty retort that beast was coughing up. “We can’t wait for my ranking to recuperate.” “You could take the Alpharain mission.” Whoa. “Don’t be an idiot,” I scolded, laying that idea to rest. Alpharain had been specifically configured to maximize his particular talents, mainly his ability to wipe the sky clean of any and all opponents. It was a combat mission and though I have seen my share of active duty I was certainly no match for Hiiro’s tactical prowess. “It would put you back on top of the list,” he reminded me needlessly. “Fat lot of good it’d do me six feet under,” I snorted. “You could do it.” I have no idea why but the fact that he had said it flipped a switch in my head and this little voice started to whisper in my brain that maybe I actually could. “I’ve seen you fly,” he went on moving to kiss my chest. “Yeah, but it’s a targeting mission,” I scoffed but my mind was already working out the details. “You’re the best pilot I’ve ever seen,” he told me, propping up to smile at me and my chest swelled unreasonably at the praise. “They can’t win against something they can’t hit.” “I’m not as good as you.” “Bullshit,” he snorted and the immediate certainty in his tone sort of caught me off guard. “I hit the target before they have a chance to move. All you have to do is find what works for you, play to your strengths,” he explained sitting up. “I’ve never seen anyone fly like you can.” “`cept maybe you,” I chuckled, sitting up as well as he shook his head and replied… “Not even me.” I think it was at that moment that I actually fell in love with that cocky smirk of his. “I observe and react,” he analyzed and I tried to think back and see what he was saying. “That’s what I was trained to do but when you fly it’s like watching a bird spread its wings.” I felt the blush growing hot on my cheeks but it only appeared to bolster his determination to set me on fire. “You belong in the sky,” he said softly, slowly crawling closer. “Up there,” he whispered, drawing near to my lips as I sank down into the couch. “Where nothing but the wind and sun can touch you.” “Touch me,” I repeated but it had nothing to do with planes as I wrapped my arms around his neck and he reminded me he didn’t need a plane to make me fly. I was exhausted; giddy as hell and desperately in need of a shower by the time he finally surrendered and jumped almost as hard as he did when the phone suddenly rang at a most inopportune moment. We let it ring and laughed it off but it just started ringing again a minute later and we knew our time was up. “Yeah?” he half chuckled, stumbling over his shoes as he answered the phone. “Hiiro! Oh, thank the gods!” I could hear Quatre’s excitement all the way over on the couch but it faded when Hiiro put the receiver back to his ear. “Yes,” he smiled my way. “He’s here. We’ve been… discussing my return.” How I could blush at such a simple statement after the afternoon we’d just had together bewildered me. “I think he’s just about talked me into staying,” he smirked and I was tempted to throw a pillow at him. Quatre said something on the other end that made him chortle and reply, “Maybe she should switch to decaf.” “Have that corn cob surgically removed,” I grumbled and he busted out laughing. “What?… No… Duo was just inquiring about her health.” Then it was my turn to laugh. “Yeah, we’ll both be in tomorrow,” he went on, eyeing me for my approval. “But listen, I need a favour.” I listened, feeling some old, familiar tenacity rise up in my chest as he set the wheels in motion before heading for the shower. ** Une did the final check; all systems go. Alpharain had been her pet project for some time. It was a rare opportunity to use the skills she had acquired during her years of service. She had revelled in the careful planning of a mission requiring a stealth strike in the mountain region to the south of a small township where members of an organization that specialized in chemical terrorism had embedded their camps. Seven launch pads were to be destroyed along with five targeted communications units and an unknown number of storehouses. The enemy was well equipped but that served only to intensify her determination to wipe them out. It had taken a great deal of time and effort to pull it all together but with the arrival of Hiiro she knew the time had come. “01, you are clear for launch,” she said proudly into the com, her brow knitting in alarm when the screens showed a sudden drop in the energy levels of the unit Hiiro was to pilot. “What’s the problem?” she demanded, checking the instruments. “Mission commenced,” he replied, sounding rather smug and delighted. “First target neutralized.” “What!?” Une balked, rushing to the vid where the communications officer was already working on displaying the battlefield. “Here they come, Duo,” Hiiro was saying. “Stay sharp.” “Roger that,” the braided boy replied in a steady tone of concentration as another of the launch pads buried beneath the forest canopy went up in flames. “Maxwell!?” Une growled. “What the hell do you think you’re doing?!” “Whatever it is, he’s damn good at it,” Wufei chuckled, sauntering into the room. “How’s he doing?” “Four down,” Hiiro’s voice crackled over the com adding reverently, “That CatWalker’s one sweet machine.” “That’s a prototype unit!” Une snapped. “It’s not ready for combat!” “Looks ready from here,” Trowa commented, following Quatre in the door. “Five more from the northeast,” Hiiro kept feeding a steady commentary of information to Duo as he guided the sleek, little airship through tight turns and ribbon spirals, his guns taking down whatever crossed his path even as he dropped utter destruction on the targets below. “This time he’s gone to far!” Une growled. “His actions are in direct violation of his contract…!” “His contract has been amended,” Quatre informed her, going to take control of the tactical array. “What?!” “Hiiro, he needs to disable the eastern quarter or they’re going to get more units in the sky,” the blond informed them. “Mr. Winner cleared the mission himself,” Trowa answered Une. “Why would he…?” “Because,” Quatre smiled, stepping up to Trowa’s side while Hiiro relayed his message. “I told him if he didn’t I’d kiss Trowa on the six o’clock news.” Une’s indignant scowl was forgotten when Hiiro’s commentary suddenly escalated. “Two at six. Watch out behind you! Dive! Shit!” he growled as Quatre rushed back to his station. “Four more just launched in the northeast!” the blond boy informed them as the screens suddenly flared to life. “Duo! Don’t fight it!” Hiiro growled desperately as he shot into the sky. They watched as the CatWalker spun and twisted in the air causing it’s pursuers to slam into each other, its guns blazing as it dodged fire and skipped about the sky. “Hiiro,” Duo hissed, his voice strained in concentration as another of his opponents exploded in the air. “Duo,” Hiiro called evenly, his tone soft and steady as he raced toward the battlefield. “Forget about the targets,” he told him, letting his voice wash across the distance. “Forget about everything,” he said, readying his weapons as he let his heart reach out and cried, “Just fly!” Quatre’s hand tightened on Trowa’s as the CatWalker suddenly shot straight upward, leaving a white ribbon of ice in its wake as it left the battlefield far behind. The moment Duo was out of danger Hiiro’s voice fell silent and the forest floor lit up in a rain of fire that ensured nothing else was getting off the ground. The enemies that were still airborne circled around in an attempt to converge on him, his path already altering to best meet the assault when Duo suddenly howled and came down from the heavens raining death and damnation on any and all that dared remain. “Welcome back!” Hiiro crowed. “You’re messing with my redemption,” the braided boy grinned, falling in beside him. “I think you’ve made your point,” Hiiro countered. “First one back tops,” Duo chuckled and Hiiro suddenly peeled off and kicked it in the ass. ** “Duo! You were amazing!” Quatre called, rushing out to meet him as he disembarked. “How’d it handle?” Trowa asked, jogging along side him. “Smooth as a baby’s ass,” Duo grinned, dropping to the ground, his eyes finding Hiiro where he was already jogging toward him. “I don’t know what you did but you’re definitely back on top of the list,” Wufei smiled, gasping softly as he fell back when Hiiro blew by him and slammed into Duo, lifting him well off the ground. “God damn! I love to watch you fly!” the Japanese boy crowed and Duo laughed and kissed him happily. “You beat me back,” the braided boy smiled softly, soaking up the feeling of Hiiro’s body as he slowly slid back to the ground. “You let me,” Hiiro grinned, nuzzling his nose. “We should celebrate!” Quatre sang, latching onto Trowa in his jubilation. “I believe they already are,” Wufei chuckled, guiding them away as Hiiro kissed Duo much more slowly than before. “Is there anything else you would like me to let you do?” Duo breathed, swallowing the growing excitement in his throat. “Anything?” Hiiro grinned, pressing their hips together. “Anything,” Duo teased, nipping at his lower lip and Hiiro kissed him again before he smiled… “Let me live with you.” The shock was evident in Duo’s eyes but Hiiro waited until a smile began to form on his lips. “Your place or mine?” “Let’s rent something new,” Hiiro suggested, taking his hand as they walked toward the parking lot. “I kind of like your place,” Duo smiled. “Really? The neighbours are nosey.” “But the view is great,” Duo pointed out, stopping to hug him when they reached his car. “It could be like our own little nest in the sky.” “A love nest?” Hiiro chuckled, pulling him tight. “A stairway to heaven,” Duo smiled and kissed him again. “I’ll take you to heaven,” Hiiro promised, backing him against the door and Duo hissed softly when their hips ground together, his fingers digging into the flight suit hugging Hiiro’s arms as he smiled and replied… “Take anything you want.” owari :)
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