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"Same Street"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: R Warnings: AU/Intercity Romance, Mild angst, mention
of mild NCS, fluff, language, questionable morals, Also a retro fic
of the last decade sort lol Pairings: 1x2, 3x4, 5+all Summary: Hiiro is an orphan trying to find his
way but his life takes an unexpected turn when he runs into a boy
with violet eyes and a killer kiss. "Same Street" Ch 1
How many times had he been there before? Busted lamppost, twelve feet chain link fence, a Chevy up on blocks in front of the two story apartment building he called home this time, the bum living in the back seat. Nothing ever changed, just the faces, the name of the town and the duration of how long his foster parents could tolerate him. Most times it wasn’t all their fault. He was an odd child to say the least. There had even been a couple of times the mother figure had tried hard to build a relationship with him but no one had that kind of patience. In the end, no one could touch him inside. He’d come to accept the fact that he’d spend his life alone, separated from the general population by is own inability to relate. It got him in a lot of fights. His peers didn’t understand him any better than the adults. What humans don’t understand they fear. What they fear they ridicule and push away. He’d been there less than a week before the local bullies had made their presence known. Out of the five of them two were still in the hospital and the other three were keeping a very low profile where he was concerned. That was the thing about bullies. They only bully those weaker than themselves so all in all he had little to worry about. He had a talent for fighting he’d discovered at a very young age. It was necessary if you wanted to keep your skin with some of the people he’d been placed with. The first time he’d killed a man was one of his foster fathers that had attempted to beat him when he was five. The incident caused a lot of noise and commotion. Surprisingly, they hadn’t sent him for counseling at the time since he appeared unaffected. The truth was it didn’t really feel anything at all. He just did what he had to do to survive. However, considering the number of violent occurrences people were starting to question whether or not he was instigating the attacks. This was his last chance. If he didn’t manage to make it through this time without offing anyone he’d probably end up in juvie or even prison. Honestly, he didn’t really care anymore but it would be nice not to have to deal with people anymore. If he could just make it through this school year he could file for his independence and get the hell out. ‘Hey!’ He nodded dropping his skateboard so he could ride it across the street to meet the taller boy he’d hooked up with after his encounter with the bullies. Trowa was an orphan like himself but he was lucky enough to have an older sister that took care of him. He was the only thing different in the never ending, gray patchwork that made up Hiiro’s life. It was odd but when he was with the green eyed boy it was almost as if he could feel something. For whatever the reason he found he cared about his well being and trusted him to genuinely care about him as well. He’d never had a friend before. It was a good incentive to insure the people around him continued to have a pulse. ‘Yo! Island Boy.’ This guy made him feel something too but it was closer to something more like a migraine than friendship. Considering the diversity of nationalities in the inner city it was pretty obvious the hated nickname had little to do with any true prejudice but the Chinese boy took great pleasure in reminding him of his Japanese heritage just the same. Not that either of them had ever actually stepped foot in their countries of origin. There was a natural competitiveness between the two that continually grated Hiiro’s nerves. Much like then as the raven hared boy with the tight pony tail took an opportunity to grind down an exposed water pipe next to a construction zone on their way to school just to show off his boarding skills. No way Hiiro was going to let him get away with boasting all day at school as he veering off and into on coming traffic. The long sedan that was coming his way slamming on the breaks as his yellow sneaker hit the hood, then the windshield catapulting his slender body into the air feet over shoulders then landing neatly on the board as it appeared from under the cars back bumper. He looked back long enough to grin at his sulking Chinese friend with a smirk on his face that suddenly disappeared when he turned back around just in time to see himself collide with something hard and fast. He knew it was another human by the feel of the body as they rolled to a stop hopelessly tangled up in each other in between two parked cars as the end of the street. It was a boy. Wasn’t it? A quick assessment of the chest lying against his confirmed it. It was a boy, a boy with shining chestnut bangs that framed a pair of unearthly violet eyes. He had only a moment to memorize the boy’s features before he suddenly smiled at him, a warm, playful smile that struck a cord deep inside Hiiro’s chest like a hammer striking a bell just before he kissed him full on the mouth. He didn’t resist. It was nice. As a matter of fact, it was really nice. This kid really knew how to kiss. He’d never actually kissed anyone before but he’d seen it done and knew it was supposed to feel good so considering those two facts this guy was, in his estimation, a very good kisser. So good in fact it was making him wonder what else he might be good at and if other parts of him where as sweet and well trained at his tongue. ‘Damn Duo! What’re you doing!? Let’s go!’ He had no idea who this second boy was but he was already on his list since his words had taken away his tasty treat. He only got a glimpse of the blond boy that had denied him any further exploration of this delightful meeting as he and the kissing bandit sailed off down the street on their boards. They were skaters too. Not uncommon or unwelcome at that point. He got up and watched as the boy he’d collided with slowed a moment long enough to look back at him and smile before disappearing with a kick of his heal and twitch of his thigh length, chestnut braid. ‘Where’d they go?! ‘Down three!’ Four against two. It was obvious these boys were chasing the other two when they skidded out of the alley in pursuit of the pair. Trowa and Wufei stood and watched while Hiiro intercepted and convinced them it would be better to take a nap on the sidewalk than continue the chase before retrieving his board and rejoining them. ‘You know those two?’ Hiiro asked during the remainder of their trip to school. ‘Naw,’ Wufei replied. ‘They just showed up a couple of weeks ago. I hear their shaking things up at the park though.’ ‘Will they go to this school?’ the Japanese boy wanted to know. ‘Who knows,’ his raven hared companion mused. ‘I haven’t seen them around.’ ‘Where’s this park?’ Hiiro asked. ‘He kiss that good?’ Trowa chided smiling coyly as they entered their high school. ‘Actually,’ Hiiro smiled. ‘Yeah.’ ‘I didn’t know you went for guys,’ Wufei chuckled. ‘Neither did I,’ Hiiro confessed. ‘Well, if you’re serious I’ll take you later if ya want,’ Trowa offered. ‘Cool... you want to go?’ Hiiro asked their black eyed friend. ‘Naw... I’ve already got a date,’ he grinned. ‘A date?’ Trowa ribbed sarcastically. ‘What? You and miss china doll finally gonna pop the cherry?’ ‘At least she’s got one!’ Wufei ditched on Hiiro. ‘Don’t knock her up,’ Hiiro warned. ‘Christ,’ Trowa sighed stuffing a condom into each of their shirt pockets. ‘Use ‘em,’ he advised. ‘Male or female you’re going to need ‘em.’ ‘And exactly how would you know that?’ Wufei smirked but he only received a mysterious grin in return before the tall boy broke off and entered his class. ‘Any idea how many of those he’s carrying around?’ Hiiro mused looking at the little, square packet. ‘More than two?’ Wufei laughed tucking his into his back pocket. The park was actually an old construction site that had been abandoned years before. The local kids had used the huge cement, culvert pips and left over materials to build themselves a makeshift skateboard park. There where already several people using it when Hiiro and Trowa arrived. Two of which were the boy’s they’d run into that very morning. From what Hiiro could see the longhaired boy was a good with a skateboard as he was at kissing. He’d never seen such grace in motion before. Just watching him was intoxicating. ‘You gonna skate or drool?’ Trowa chuckled kicking off into the down ramp of one of the broken culvert pipes to begin a round himself. Hiiro pulled his eyes away from the vision of the longhaired boy’s performance and tried to concentrate on his own moves. He ended up on his ass twice in his failure to keep his eyes were they belonged, the second tumble leaving a good deal of his elbow on the cement as he rolled to a stop at the bottom of the pipe. ‘Ha ha ha... maybe you should try the baby slopes on the lower lot!’ one of the local boys taunted. The girl next to him laughing along as Hiiro regained his feet. He really didn’t give a shit what these people thought of him but it seriously bothered him to think of the braided boy seeing him as a fool, mostly because it wasn’t true but why he cared that the boy know the truth wasn’t something he was thinking about right then. All he cared about was redeeming himself as he took a flying leap off the end of the ramp landing on one of the exposed galvanized pipes and grinding down it until he hit the end doing a full flip in the air, his board clasped between his yellow sneakers before hitting the cement of the neighboring culvert and beginning a round that had everyone in the park on their feet watching in awe before he finally landed on top of the wall and surveyed his kingdom. Several of the gathered broke out in a smattering of heart felt applause including the two that had chided him but all he cared about was the small smile on the lips of the longhaired boy down by the south gate. Trowa appeared at his side landing deftly as he caught his board in hand and grinned down at what Hiiro was captivated by. ‘That ought to get his attention,’ the taller boy grinned clapping his friend on the shoulder but both of their smiles faded when the blond boy suddenly appeared at the braided boy’s shoulder pulling on him frantically as he chattered in his ear. The braided boy looked over at where the boy’s from the morning were moving across the park toward them quickly before suddenly bolting out the gate with his blond friend in tow. By the time Hiiro and Trowa made it to the gate the boy’s and their pursuers were no where to be seen but Hiiro refused to give up going with his gut instinct and heading off down the street to the right. ‘Hiiro!’ Trowa’s guidance was quiet welcome and he followed it without question turning down a small side street to the left but the boy’s were still no where to be found. They ended up going another five blocks before circling back to retrace their steps. He really wasn’t sure what made him look down the thin alleyway where a skateboard lay unattended but it was enough to put them back on the trail. There was only one open door down there and that led into a decrepit old building where nothing but rats, bug’s and birds made their home. A pause to listen guided them down the steps and into the cellar where they found the two boys tied to the busted pipes of the buildings dilapidated heating system. The blond held fast by two of the boys with a knife to his throat while they goaded over the fact that one of the others had the braided boy by the hair, his hands tied to the pipes while the forth took advantage of the boy’s position to both humiliate him and take care of a little sexual frustration of his own at the longhaired boy’s expense. ‘Don’t worry sunshine,’ one of the men holding the blond jeered. ‘It’ll be your turn soon,’ he promised. ‘You fuckers should’a thought about who you were stealing shit from huh?’ ‘Leave him alone!’ the blond growled earning himself a fist in the stomach just before a foot crashed into the side of his assailants head sending him sprawling unconscious on the floor. The one holding Duo’s hair had just enough time to gasp before his head smacked into the brick wall behind him leaving a bloody read spot before he too slumped to the floor unmoving while the second that held the blond screamed when his wrist snapped when Trowa wrenched the knife away leaving it embedded in the whimpering boy’s thigh. ‘DON’T!’ It was the one word command of the braided boy himself that kept Hiiro from ripping the forth boys throat out, he’d been about one second from ending the wretched creatures life when the boy’s firm tone had woken him up. He didn’t take the time to wonder why the longhaired boy would care to save this piece of shits life but he wasn’t about to let him get away scott free redirecting his outrage as he suddenly gripped the boy’s exposed genitals and crushed them in a merciless vice like grip that left him literally crying and weeping as he rolled about groaning on the floor. ‘You ok?’ Hiiro asked going to untie him. ‘Been better,’ the longhaired boy retorted. ‘Quat?’ ‘Here,’ the blond replied still breathing heavy from all the excitement but smiling gratefully as Trowa stepped up in front of him. ‘I’m... ok,’ he breathed wondering why the tall boy was only standing there. ‘Aren’t you gonna untie meuuff! MMMM!…mmmmm….mm…mmm…..mmmm…’ ‘What the fu…?’ ‘Trowa? What the hell’re you…?’ ‘Damn,’ the taller boy rasped pulling back from the deep kiss he’d just laid on the now dizzy blond. He barely had time to gasp before Trowa took him in another kiss slowly slipping his hand down his arm to loosen the ropes, refusing to give up the sweetness as the boy kissed him back unable to resist the heat the green eyed boy was drowning him in. ‘Shit,’ the longhaired boy sighed rubbing his wrist as Hiiro helped him up. ‘Show some damn restrain,’ he snapped invading Trowa’s wet dream as he went to release his friends other arm. Trowa was obviously too damn busy to get to it. It didn’t seem to matter to the taller boy how it had happened but he was glad to have more mobility, it was much easier to lay the blond boy down on the floor. ‘Geez,’ the braided boy huffed snagging Trowa by the caller. ‘Get the hose will ya?’ he told Hiiro who finally snapped out of it and went to help him pull the pair apart. ‘Can you hold off long enough for us to get outta the roach motel?’ he asked snidely pushing his now blushing friend toward the stairs but the boy’s blue/green eyes were still riveted to Trowa’s smirking green though Trowa’s were doing a fine dance all over the blond boy’s body. ‘Since when are you into guys?’ Hiiro chided his tall friend as they followed the other two up the stairs. ‘You gotta be fucking kiddin me,’ Trowa snorted reaching through the braided boy’s legs to touch the blond boy on the ass. ‘Back off, Romeo,’ the longhaired boy snapped. ‘Save it,’ he ordered putting some more distance between them as he hurried the giggling blond up the stairs. ‘Well,’ he smiled taking a deep breath of the stale city air as they reemerged on the street outside. ‘Thanks for the help. We’ll, be seeing ya,’ he said quickly snagging his blond friend by the arm in his rush to get away. ‘Hey! Wait a...’ the blond boy objected but lost his train of thought when he suddenly found himself in Trowa’s strong arms again. ‘We really don’t have time for this,’ the longhaired boy sighed. ‘Got a date?’ Hiiro asked amused by the fact that Trowa was intent on violating the backseat of the car parked next to them as he expertly popped the lock with one hand and slipped in without ever releasing the blond boy’s eager mouth. ‘As a matter of fact… yes,’ the braided boy grumbled sliding down the brick wall behind him. There was no point crying about it now. He’d just have to wait. ‘May I ask your name?’ Hiiro inquired sitting down beside him so he wasn’t towering over him like a dredge. ‘You may ask,’ he chuckled. It was painfully obvious the joke was a lost cause very quickly, however, as Hiiro gazed patiently at him. ‘Duo,’ he finally surrendered. ‘Hiiro,’ the Japanese boy returned smirking as the car began to rock gently. They sat in silence listening to the growing passion inside the vehicle as the rocking motion picked up energy. ‘Shit,’ Duo sighed wiping his sweaty brow on his sleeve. ‘He’s usually so shy,’ he chuckled wryly. ‘Not like you,’ Hiiro observed earning him a hot but curious glare. ‘You kissed me this morning,’ he reminded him. ‘Oh, yeah,’ Duo smiled. ‘Sorry,’ he told him but he sounded anything but apologetic. ‘You just looked to damn adorable all muddled and confused like that,’ he chuckled. ‘I assume he’s not your lover?’ the Japanese boy inquired trying very hard to keep from embarrassing himself with a huge boner as the event inside the car took on an even more violet nature. ‘Why do ya say that?’ Duo asked grinning impishly. ‘You don’t appear too concerned with Trowa’s… transgression,’ he replied. ‘He’s not,’ Duo confirmed. ‘Actually, he doesn’t have one. I didn’t even know he was gay,’ he snorted. ‘Have you known each other long?’ ‘A year... we’re partners. Never known him to go off like this though… Damn... what the hell’s he doing to him?’ The question sent a flurry of visions swarming around Hiiro’s head that caused him to loose the battle of the bulge and forced him to place his hands in his lap to hide the swelling truth. ‘Why’d you kiss me?’ was the only thing Hiiro could think to say. ‘I told you,’ Duo replied adjusting his pant to accommodate the shrinking space. ‘You just looked cute.’ ‘You like me?’ ‘What’s you’re problem?’ the longhaired boy suddenly snapped. ‘It’s not like I violated you like your buddies doing to Quat.’ ‘I didn’t mind,’ Hiiro clarified. Duo sat quietly for a long moment just looking at him before a smile graced his lips. ‘Pervert,’ he accused playfully. ‘I’d like to try it again,’ the Japanese boy informed him. ‘What? Right here in the street?’ Duo scoffed glancing at the still rocking car. ‘Wont your girlfriends get pissed?’ he jibbed sounding somewhat nervous. ‘I don’t have any girlfriends,’ Hiiro informed him moving closer. ‘I just… it was… somehow I... felt something,’ he managed to pull together. It was amazingly hard to gather his thoughts the closer he got to the beautiful young man. Duo sat motionless, either unwilling or unable to speak as he moved ever closer softly ghosting his mouth over his lips. ‘May I?’ he asked already feeling the unfamiliar sensation bubbling in his gut again as Duo nodded, slowly parting his lips in anticipation as Hiiro closed the distance and felt his world fall off track once again. What was this feeling? It was warm and sticky and crawled over his skin sinking into his flesh and bones, a heat that penetrated him right down to the forgotten illumination of his soul. All from one little kiss? Gods, he was so warm and inviting it felt as if he were being sucked into a black hole of endless emotion. His tongue was so talented, his lips so damn soft as they nibbled at his mouth, his skin firm and hot to the touch as if it were infused with an electric charge, the incredible power building just under the surface of this sublime being as he fell deeper and deeper into him. All he knew was that he wanted more... lots… lots more. ‘Duo!’ Awww fuck no! not again! What was this blond kid’s problem? He got his already! ‘What the hell’re you doing? You’re in the middle of the damn street!’ ‘Shit,’ the braided boy rasped finding himself flat on his back with Hiiro doing his best to crawl inside his shirt with him. ‘Come on,’ the blond sighed impatiently pulling him from under confounded Japanese boy. ‘We’re already late. Hurry up!’ ‘Whose damn fault is that?’ Duo retorted brushing the dust from his black clothes. ‘At least I wasn’t in the middle of the damn street! What if you were seen?!’ ‘Seen what? Kissing him or waitin for you to get your nut?!’ ‘Oh, shut up and come on!’ ‘See’ya,’ Duo grinned at the still flustered Japanese boy sitting on the sidewalk before following his friend off down the street. The blond offered Trowa who was sitting in the back seat of the car with his feet on the sidewalk looking much to smug for Hiiro’s mindset a bright smile before they picked up speed and disappeared. ‘Damn it,’ Hiiro sighed suddenly. ‘I didn’t get his number again,’ he groused dejectedly but the frown on his face slowly curled up to match Trowa’s evil little smirk when the emerald eyed boy held up a small slip of paper.
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