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"Taking Form "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: Angst, fluff, mild lemon, mention of
past, attempted NCS/violence Pairings: 1x2, 3x4 Summary: When his father’s comrade takes a new apprentice Master Hiiro discovers a level of emotion he had long ago left in the past. unbeta'ed "Taking Form " Ch 6
“I’m sorry, General,” Hiiro stood firm. “But my mind is made up. I am withdrawing my application.” “Now, don’t be hasty!” the man stammered. “There must be a reason for such a sudden decision. Why don’t tell us what the problem is? I’m sure we can reach some arrangement.” “I will consider reapplying next year,” the boy stated firmly. “But I’m afraid current circumstances will not allow for my attendance this year.” “But wait…” “Thank you for your support, General,” Hiiro cut him off bowing low at the waist. “I hope I can continue to depend on it in the future.” “You’re serious!?” the man exclaimed. “Very serious,” Hiiro replied evenly. General Barton stood quietly to consider him for a long moment before he spoke again. “Very well,” he sighed. “But give me this much. I will hold your withdrawal until after the competition. If you still feel as strongly about it afterwards then I’ll formally discharge you. Agreed?” “I can see no reason to change my mind,” Hiiro informed him. “Then humor an old man,” Barton smiled sweetly. “Very well,” Hiiro agreed. ** “Be still,” Duo laughed dancing out of Hiiro’s reach once again. “Kiss me and I’ll turn to stone,” he grinned looking very much like a begging dog as he gazed up from the chair Duo had positioned him in for his portrait. “I’ve never seen stone move so freely,” Duo chided but allowed himself to be caught just the same. They were still sharing the tender moment when Wufei’s enraged call ripped through the house. “HIIRO!” he roared busting through the door, the sight of the two boys gently embracing calling forth fire from his black eyes. “Wufei?” Hiiro inquired. “What is the meaning of this!” the Chinese boy growled stomping over to toss a packet of papers on the table that Hiiro obviously immediately recognized. “Duo, would you excuse us a moment?” “Oh, no!” Wufei snipped. “You stay. This is because of him isn’t it!?” he accused raising Duo’s brow as a sheepish expression washed over Hiiro’s face. “What’s he talking about?” Duo questioned. “He’s withdrawn his application from the academy!” Wufei informed him. “What?” Duo gasped stepping away. “It was my decision,” Hiiro cut in. “You’ve been working for this your entire life!” his friend reminded him. “We had plans if you recall?!” “I have every intention of honoring them,” Hiiro sighed. “You quit the academy?” Duo wanted confirmation. “Because of me?” “Nooo,” Hiiro cooed softly pulling him close again. “I’ve only postponed it for awhile.” “Postponed!?” Wufei growled. “You’re liable to never get accepted after a stunt like this! I thought you were sincere! I thought this was important to you!” “It is,” Hiiro confirmed. “But I have to make things right with Duo first.” “Hiiro?” “This is the only way,” Hiiro smiled up at him hugging his hips contentedly as he pillowed his head against his stomach. “I won’t loose you,” he promised steeling a good deal of Wufei’s ire away. The Chinese boy regained his wind but before he could lay into another rant Duo caught his eye. The silent message there contented him to leave it alone for the time being but he made it perfectly clear that he had no intention of letting it go before he left. Duo remained for a time just holding his loved one before he bestowed on him the most tender of affection. “You really quit because you want to stay with me?” he asked as he slowly pulled away from Hiiro’s anxious mouth. He smiled when his reply was to nod and swallow hard. “You’re very… sweet,” Duo whispered softly leaning in for another. “But do you think that’s really ok?” he asked releasing him again. “It’s too soon to leave you,” Hiiro replied tugging him down into his lap. “I don’t want to leave you either,” Duo smiled. “But you’ve worked so hard for this.” “I have.” It was true. He couldn’t recall a time when he hadn’t been training and studying to walk that path. “And it has made me a top candidate so I’d like to think I have a little room to work on the other important aspects of my life.” “Like me?” Duo giggled. “Yes,” Hiiro returned steeling another small kiss. “The rest can burn in hell if I’m not right with you.” The words sobered Duo instantly. “You really mean that don’t you?” he asked in wonder. “With all my heart,” Hiiro smiled and the kisses they had been sharing once again took on a much slower, gentler feel. ** “No,” Quatre repeated firmly. “Come on, Winner,” Wufei coaxed. “All’s fair in love and war.” “That all depends on what you are willing to loose,” Quatre countered. “You’re not going to loose him.” “I’m not about to use him to win either,” the blond stood firm. “Without Hiiro we’re going to need an edge,” Wufei argued. “How about me?” “Duo! What are you doing here?” Quatre smiled welcoming their friend. “This is out of bounds for civilians,” Wufei reminded him as amiable as possible for one armed to the teeth. “Yeah, but I have special permission,” Duo smiled. “Hey there, General,” he added seeing Barton entering the little on site tent from the other side. “Duo, my boy! Good to see you.” “What’s going on?” Wufei inquired suspiciously. From the Generals greeting and the oddly form fitting black attire Duo was wearing he had a feeling things were about to get interesting. “Duo?” “Hiiro!” Wufei barked unable to contain his glee at his old friend’s unexpected presence. “You made it!” Duo chirped happily. “General Barton insisted I be present,” Hiiro confirmed coming to stand beside him. “But why are you here?” “You haven’t told him?” Barton chuckled. “I leave you the honor,” Duo grinned. “What’s this about?” Hiiro demanded. “It would seem your young friend here is as intent on staying by your side as you are his,” Barton informed him. “Only I think I like his solution a lot better than yours,” he grinned tossing a wink Hiiro’s way but the blue eyed boy wasn’t budging from mildly discontent. “Master Maxwell visited me two days ago with a rather intriguing request,” he explained in spite of the deepening, dark blue glare. “It would seem he has become interesting in attending our academy as well.” ”Duo?” Hiiro cut in but got nothing more than a saucy smirk in return. “It was my first inclination to dismiss the matter as he has obviously never studied book nor weapon,” Barton went on. “However, after his performance in a certain number of tests I have reconsidered that notion,” he grinned. “And if, by chance, he should be of use during the trials, I am authorized by the board to grant him full admission.” ”Why did you do this?” Hiiro asked evenly. “Because it is important to me,” Duo smiled. “This is my dream, not yours,” Hiiro argued. “What about G? What about your apprenticeship? You can’t just stop painting.” “Aww, I’m already better than that old goat,” Duo laughed. “Besides, he’s already given his blessing and the General here says I can paint as much as I like.” “General?” Wufei gasped. ”Ahem, well, yes. But we have a war to wage have we not?” the man evaded oh so skillfully. “Will you join your comrades under these conditions?” he asked Hiiro who was still eyeing Duo intently. “Excuse us,” he finally said dragging the boy outside and into the woods. “You don’t have to do this,” he told his would be lover firmly once they had reached a safe distance. “But it’s what we wanted,” Duo countered. “Have you ever been interested in the military before?” “I’ve never had the opportunity to really think about such things before,” Duo reminded him bringing a sad light to Hiiro’s eyes. “Listen, it sounds really interesting and I have the skills to keep up.” Hiiro looked doubtful but he couldn’t argue something he was unknowledgeable about. “This way you get to keep chasing your dream and … well… I can keep chasing you,” he grinned invading his personal space. “You can’t flirt your way out of this one,” Hiiro told him. “Can I flirt my way in?” Duo purred moving close enough that his body brushed temptingly along Hiiro’s chest. “Duo… please.” “Begging’s good.” “This is your life we’re talking about,” Hiiro pressed on but it was getting hard to form intelligent thoughts with Duo rubbing up against him like that. “That’s right,” Duo breathed wrapping his arms around his neck. Hiiro’s hand came up automatically to encircle his waist as he softly whispered against his lips, “A life I want to spend with you.” The kiss that followed began slowly but it didn’t take long for Hiiro to realize the full meaning of the words and snatch him into a crushing embrace that had them both off balance and teetering toward the nearest tree. He was going to stay. Any which way he looked at it, Duo wanted to stay with him forever. He had, in those few words, freely given himself to Hiiro and the heat that lay bubbling just within his chest burst into sudden flames as Duo’s back hit a trunk. “Hiiro,” Duo gasped coiling madly in Hiiro’s questing arms, his breath hissing inward as strong fingers gripped his ass and pulled him hard into a world of rapture that could only be found in the hard form before him. He reached deep, way down into some private reserve that had helped keep him alive all these years and forced the words he didn’t want to say from his lips. “Hiiro… we … have a war to win.” “What?” Duo laughed at the confused expressed on his tussled frame. “The trials?” “Damn it,” Hiiro swore regaining his control. “But when we win,” Duo smiled. “You still own me a request.” “When we win,” Hiiro replied so seriously Duo was pressed back into the tree trunk as his heart thumped hard. “I am going to make you irretrievably mine.” Duo whimpered softly under the intensity of the Hiiro’s kiss as his promise rang several long overdue bells in the back of his mind. “Let’s get this over with,” he gasped dragging a chuckling Hiiro all the way back to the tent. ** “Damn it!” Wufei swore. They were fifteen hours into the trial and nowhere near their goal. “Where in the hell did he go?” “I told you not to underestimate him,” Quatre grinned. “Well, you don’t have to look so damn happy about it!” Wufei growled ducking down again as the searchlight neared their position. “O1, check point A. Acknowledge,” he hissed into his comlink. “Two minutes to point beta 9,” Hiiro’s voice crackled back. “Any word from 02?” “Keep your mind on the damn job!” Wufei hissed. “Damn it! Between him worrying over Duo and your lover’s pride we’re never going to pull this off!” he grumbled dejectedly. “Move!” Quatre suddenly barked pushing him from their hide-a-way just as a small, one man chopper flooded it with light. “How in the hell does he keep finding us!” Wufei groused stumbling as he ran as low as possible to the next bit of cover. “He’s very good at what he does,” Quatre laughed trying to catch his breath. “I’m not interested in your personal life,” Wufei snipped. “Now that was uncalled for.” Wufei froze feeling the cold barrel of a gun press against his back as Trowa’s deathly even tone danced through the air. “Sorry,” Wufei grunted dropping his weapons to raise his hands. “Completely out of line.” “Don’t make me kill you my love,” the tall boy smiled stopping Quatre before he could raise his rifle but the fact that he’d been captured didn’t seem to be upsetting the smaller blond any at all. “If you please,” Trowa ordered indicating they should walk out into the open. “I have captured your detail,” he shouted over the noise of the helicopter whizzing above. “Surrender now or they die!” Quatre giggled at the very thought but as with any war propaganda and lies were fair play. Trowa emphasized his threat by needling Wufei in the back of the neck with his gun. “Come out!” he shouted again and the Chinese boy’s eyes widened to see Hiiro slowly walking out of the shadows. “Run you fool!” Wufei shouted and Trowa pushed on the back of his knees causing him to fall to the ground. “Were this a real battle,” Hiiro told them coming closer to surrender himself. “I could not allow you to die.” “A nobleman through and through,” Duo’s lighthearted tone washed over the group. “Drop your weapons,” Trowa ordered. “Why?” Duo inquired sauntering up to Hiiro’s side. “Prisoners of war are not permitted firearms,” Trowa explained patiently. “War?” Duo grinned slipping into Hiiro’s arms. “This war was over ten minutes ago,” he informed him. “The battle doesn’t end until you’ve captured our flag or we’ve captured you.” “You mean this thing?” Duo’s grin spread dangerously over his face as he pulled the small green flag with the gold and red hexagon on it from beneath his ebony clothes. “Duo!” “Where?” “How!?” “You’ve done it!” “Do I want to know how you got that?” Hiiro snickered into Duo’s ear as Trowa dropped his weapon and was consolatory jumped by his ecstatic lover. “Probably not,” Duo chuckled in return accepting the soft kiss Hiiro offered to him. ** “You’re really not going to tell me are you?” Hiiro chuckled pulling Duo close the moment the door closed. “What’s to tell?” Duo grinned. “You learn a few things about appropriation when you live on the street.” “You stole it,” Hiiro smiled nuzzling his nose in the crick of Duo’s neck. He still couldn’t believe the swelling of pride he felt the moment Duo had produced his prize. It lingered still, an ever present reminder that his first impression of this beautiful and wondrous boy had turned out not only to be true, but demanded respect instead of condemnation. He was a thief. And a damned good one from what Hiiro had seen that day. Barton was known to keep their flag in his hip pocket when things got tight. How Duo had managed to relieve him of it was a mystery he hoped to very slowly unravel over time.
“You’re amazing,” seemed like the best way to counteract any fears his loved one might harbor over their initial misunderstanding. “No one can stop us now,” he added kissing him gently. “You’re sure about this?” he was compelled to ask as they retired to the couch. Hiiro dimming the lamps along the way as Duo replied. “Don’t you want me to come?” “Of course,” Hiiro smiled slipping into the soft cushions beside him. “But it wasn’t something you had planned,” he reminded him drawing one knee up onto the couch to accommodate Duo’s habit of nesting between his legs. “I’ve never been to a real school before,” the longhaired boy shrugged. “G seems to think it will be good for me…………………What?” he chuckled blushing under the steady blue gaze. “It’ll be perfect,” Hiiro smiled drawing him close. Duo sighed and snuggled comfortably against his chest curling his feet beneath him and allowing him to kiss him warmly on top of his head. “Hiiro?” “Yes?” “Will they allow us to share a room?” Hiiro’s breath caught silently at the very thought. He’d never imagined that when his dreams came true they would be quite this fulfilling. “They will,” he declared firmly. They would if he had anything to say about it. And he intended to say a hell of a lot if they got any grief over it. “It’ll be kind of like… living together,” Duo commented turning huge, violet eyes as deep as the endless sky slowly upon him and Hiiro suddenly felt himself eagerly falling into them. There was only recourse of action that could be taken under the circumstances so he leaned forward and claimed the kiss that was waiting so patiently on Duo’s lips. He felt the difference instantly, the heat bubbling inside him as Duo pushed his affection past his lips. He’d never felt so demanding before and it was waking things inside Hiiro he had to clamp down on hard before his mind shut down and his body took over. The effort became more and more difficult as Duo slowly lapped at his mouth and began to push him down into the couch. “Damn,” Hiiro breathed groping for the surface of the sticky, sweet mire that was quickly engulfing him. “Duo… s… stop,” he pleaded half-heartedly as Duo moved from his reluctant mouth to his neck and collarbone. He hissed when the longhaired boy answered him by pressing his body down into his hips grinding firmly against Hiiro’s pronouncing his heightened state of arousal as well. “Duo…” “Please,” Duo gasped reclaiming his mouth in a kiss that rocked his reality and his entire existence suddenly burst into flame. “Duo?” “Yes.” “Oh gods,” It was not how he thought it would happen nor how he had planned but the sweet sound of surrender in Duo’s voice was all that had been required to quicken his resolve and set him on the path to true unification. He realized that night, as he explored the wondrous expanse of his lover’s body and mind that the most precious dreams can sometimes only be realized when they take the form of a willingly offered heart. owari :)
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