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"Roost"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, sap, lemon, Cannon –EW
Era Pairings: 1x2, 3x4 Summary: Duo tries to move on after the fall of Libra only to discover his life is incomplete with Hiiro. Beta’ed by Mechante *hugs ^-^* Epilogue to Run "Roost"
He had survived. I had never felt anything like the joy that washed through me when Wing sailed out of the light of that explosion. Well, not since a night a long time ago in a tiny hotel room when Hiiro showed me the true meaning of happiness. I was so high when we touched down, my mind spinning with visions of Hiiro and I making our way together, I’m afraid my world had become as fragile as spun sugar and shattered on the wind when Relena fell into his arms. I knew she loved him. It wasn’t like I didn’t understand her feelings because I knew how it felt first hand. but I had been wholly unprepared for the image of her crying on his shoulder as he cradled her gently. I was no doubt on his mind as his eyes darted around the milling crowd until they locked onto mine but I couldn’t go to him, and he couldn’t come to me. That day still replayed in my mind every time I saw him on the news or by her side at some governmental function. Six weeks had passed by in a blur of media hype and proposals for the future and I suddenly found myself piloting a Taurus in the outer sector of L3. Une needed someone on the front lines she could trust, and considering the number of opportunists out to make a quick buck off the confusion before the new government settled into place, I couldn’t blame her. My squad alone brought in at least a dozen violators a week out along the boarders so I didn’t mind heading the operation. It gave me a purpose I could live with and kept me far enough out of the loop not even Quatre could expect me to show up at Sunday brunch. Avoidance? Absolutely. I longed for him every day but the fact that we couldn’t be together in the same way he and Relena could was a brutal piece of reality that simply could not be avoided. It was the hardest thing I had ever had to face but if there was even the smallest chance that he would find happiness at her side then I was prepared to live out my days in the distance. As long as I could see his smiling face everything would work out just fine. The day had dawned on a high note, sending me and two of my men, Ray and Berry, to the L296 sector in search of an illegal shipment of scavenged weaponry. The idiots first tried to run, then attempted to bullshit their way out of it, then Mr. Brilliance, the leader of the group, decided to display his utter stupidity by attacking an officer of the United Earth Sphere Alliance. Not to mention an ex-Gundam pilot. At least I got to crack a couple of heads. The sad part was that not even the job was filling the void anymore. The hectic morning left me as bored as Saturday morning reruns and what should have been a decent adrenaline rush did little more than make me wish for a quiet day to lay in the grass and gaze at the open sky. I had closed my eyes, kicking back in my favorite chair in the common room after debriefing as I let my mind recall how warm Hiiro’s body had felt laying atop me in the green grass when my pleasant daydream was swept away by the oddity of the sound of Relena’s voice. At first I thought it was another interview on the vid and glanced over to check it out on the off chance I might catch a glimpse of Hiiro but then she walked through the door and I felt the legs of my chair hit the floor. “What’s wrong?” I asked, feeling a fear grip my gut I hadn’t considered. Was he hurt? “Where’s Hiiro?” “L4,” she quietly replied but I could tell by the way she stood perfectly still; silently watching me, there was a lot more to it than that. “I advised him to take a vacation,” she finally added, stepping further into the room. “Must’ve used a really big stick,” I snorted, kicking my chair back again. “Yes,” she nodded and my brow knit at the underlying sound of pain in her voice. “He’s been relieved of his duties.” “What?!” Relieved? As in fired? Hiiro?! Holy shit! “I couldn’t stand watching him suffer anymore,” she sighed, stopping to gaze out the large portal along the common room wall. “Yeah,” I scoffed. “Palace life must be real tough. Tell ya what Princess; I’ll trade with ya anytime.” She turned to glare at me but I didn’t care. Her life wasn’t exactly hard on the manicure and she had had Hiiro’s company on a daily basis. “Actually,” she boldly intoned in that `you will hear me` bureaucrat’s tone that usually forces my ears to tune her out. I heard her this time though, and her words rang my bell in a major way. “That is precisely what I had in mind.” The chick had lost it. “If you’re looking for a new head of security I suggest you try Wufei,” I advised, letting my chair fall again before I stood. “I’m afraid I’m not suited to palace life.” “Oh, I can handle glitter and lights just fine all by myself,” she chuckled and for a moment I thought that maybe she wasn’t so bad after all. “But I can’t fulfill Hiiro’s dreams.” That was hitting below the belt. “What do you know of his dreams?” I asked, though I wasn’t quite sure exactly what I was fishing for. It sure hadn’t been what I got and I felt my stomach tighten into several knots when she quietly informed me… “He cries when I speak your name.” I blinked at her for much longer than a man should before I finally found my voice and intelligently inquired, “What?” Hiiro simply did not cry. “I thought it was merely the absence of a dear friend at first,” she told me, gazing out at the stars again. “But after a while, not even I could reason away the sadness in his eyes every time someone spoke of you.” Ok, I was starting to feel like someone had cut the grav controls. “He uh… talks about me?” I asked, ignoring the blush that had risen to my cheeks. “No,” she chuckled and I felt my face droop as my bubble hissed and wilted in my mind. “But he thinks of you constantly.” “Really?” I grinned. “I see the feeling is mutual,” she laughed and that little bit of fondness I had felt earlier swelled up to at least a mild affection. “Yeah, well…” I chuckled nervously, “he’s ummm…” “One hell of a guy,” she smiled and boom baby! I suddenly really liked this chick. “Quatre insisted he come and spend some time with them,” she told me, already heading for the door. “I should think a visit from you would help him to find the proper path.” “Hey Princess?” “Yes?” she smiled. “Thanks.” “If you really want to thank me,” she replied and I caught a glimpse of the sad smile that had graced her lips before she said, “Make him happy.” And I was suddenly alone. I had my course plotted, transportation picked out and half my things organized for the trip in my head before I made it back to my cabin. The guys weren’t happy about it but they could handle it and Une could bite me if she didn’t like it. I had to go to him and see for myself and if he really needed me the way Relena had suggested I wasn’t ever going to leave his side again. ** “Duo!?” “Hi, Quat.” Damn he looked good. Peace appeared to really agree with my big-hearted, Arabian friend, or maybe it was Trowa’s presence that made him shine like that. “What’re you doing here?” he smiled, offering me a hug I found I was in much need of. “You didn’t tell us you were coming.” “Sorry about that.” “Quatre?” “Come in,” Quatre smiled, pulling me inside where Trowa’s face lit up upon seeing me. “Hey, Trowa. How’s it going?” I wondered where Hiiro was and wished my hands would stop sweating. It’s kind of hard to tell what Trowa’s thinking most of the time but I got the message loud and clear when he smirked and replied, “He’s out back.” “Um…” “Did you come to see Hiiro?” Quatre asked. “Relena said he was here.” Had my damn IQ suffered a stroke or something? What in the hell was I saying? “He’s reading in the garden,” Trowa informed me, tugging Quatre to his side so I took the hint and nodded as I passed them by. It crossed my mind that I hadn’t seen him face to face since that fateful day and I had no clue how he really felt about anything. There was no way I was turning back though, so I tucked my determination under my hat and strolled out into the expansive garden that took up most of Quatre’s back yard. I know he knew I was there long before I approached the chair he was lounging in but his eyes never lifted from the pages of his book. No doubt, he thought I was Quatre or Trowa or one of the house staff because I will never forget the look on his face when I spoke. “Good book?” “Duo?!” he gasped, spinning around to face me and for a moment I saw a light in his eyes that could have made all the angels in heaven sigh. “Hi.” Damn but it fell good to look at him. “Why are you here?” he asked, glancing around as if a reason might present itself. “Heard you got fired,” I grinned. “I only took the job because you went away.” Umm… Well… damn. “Thought you deserved a shot at the good life,” I shrugged, suddenly unable to look him in the eye. “It wasn’t good,” he informed me as my stomach twittered and lurched when he stood. “No?” I couldn’t breath. “No,” he replied and in one smooth movement he was suddenly wrapped all around me. “This is good,” he smiled, nuzzling my cheek. I was taken aback by his trembling state and shivered as my knees turned to jelly. “Works for me,” I chuckled through the crimson blush that had appeared on my face. “Will you stay?” he asked hopefully. “Right by your side,” I grinned and earned myself an earth-shattering kiss. His tongue was down my throat and his hand on my ass faster than I could gasp for breath and suddenly the only thing that mattered was satiating the flames that had taken control of my life. “Hiiro?” I groaned desperately as he kissed my jaw line and down my neck, his hands exploring regions of my body that had not been touched since the night he had taken my virginity. “I’m sorry,” he croaked, moving back to my face to kiss it some more. “No,” I panted, swallowing hard. “It’s just… we’re in the back yard.” “I missed you.” “Show me.” He growled and I grinned, watching those incredible blue eyes of his go into mission lockdown mode and the next thing I knew I was being dragged across the lawn toward the pool house and dumped into a couch. There has never been anything I wanted more as I lay there unable to catch my breath and watched as he stripped his shirt off, knowing that he was preparing to come to me. I was so hot by the time he crawled over top of me his touch was almost painful on my skin. I hissed and arched back slithering out of my own attire as he reacquainted himself with the subtle nuances of my chest and stomach. He had this need to taste my skin, anywhere and everywhere he could which served to drive me completely insane and I was quickly begging for more. My wish was granted as his hunger drove him down and my world was enveloped in a sultry heat that commanded my ultimate abandon. He has one hell of a talented mouth, it was all I could do to cling to reality and hold the clamoring culmination at bay. I think he really gets off on it when I’m reduced to incoherent groans and clawing blindly at his hair because he inflicted the delicious torture in a most adamant way until I was thrashing beneath him and screaming his name. “Duo,” he rasped as he finally released me but I couldn’t respond. Hell, it was all I could to do to breath. It amazed me that I had it in me to produce the rush that filled my veins when he moved over top of me, my mind supplying me with the knowledge that the best was yet to come but my thoughts were interrupted by the strange sensation of his legs spreading to straddle my own. “Hiiro?” I groaned digging my fingers into his thighs as the neurons in my brain fired and fused together. “I need you,” he replied, his tone so blatantly reflecting the claim it took me to that place where suddenly everything narrows down into that small, single point of light. He needed me. I lay for a fraction of a second as he positioned himself over me and let it sink in. He needed me just like I needed him. It was the last piece of the puzzle and granted me the freedom to act. I cannot describe the sound he made when I grabbed him and flipped us over but I will never forget the look in his eyes as I took him as my own. I’m afraid it didn’t last long but he looked so damn happy afterwards I was having a real hard time feeling inadequate. I knew things would improve but in that moment he was just so hot I couldn’t hold back. The fact that he hadn’t either eased the embarrassment over the duration and I quickly found myself wrapped up tightly in his arms as we lay in our little cocoon and just breathed each other in. “Did you quit?” he finally asked echoing the thoughts of `where do we go from here` that were swirling around in my mind. “No,” I sighed happily. “But I’m sure Une wants my head on a platter.” “Want a partner?” The grin that split my face was probably a little frightening to see but my head was buried under his chin anyway. “For life,” I replied lifting up to kiss him, his warmth spreading throughout my body as he took it deeper and rolled us over. We spent the afternoon making plans for the future. He would join me in working for the peace; however, we were intent to work together as a two man team. Battles were, for the most part, a thing of the past so policing the parameters of known space wasn’t going to be any major problem. We would become a unit much like Sally and Noin only we would work independently, as we always had. These plans took all of ten minutes to work out so we spent the rest of the afternoon making love and reacquainting ourselves with each other. I suppose we should have had more consideration for our hosts because round about dusk Quatre made it quite clear he would appreciate the pleasure of our company by shouting it from the second story balcony. I managed to hold off the blush until Trowa cracked a wicked grin. The guys were great. Of course Quatre and Trowa had no qualms about our getting together and Wufei had pretty much disappeared. We spent a good deal of our time in deep space anyway so it hardly mattered what anyone thought. It was nice. It was just Hiiro and I out there among the stars doing what we do best. Une kept us informed, called on us when she was in a pinch and supplied us with a ship, munitions and data and in return we kept the radicals and fortune hunters in line. Life was good for the most part and I soon discovered my new lover was an insatiable little SOB. I wondered about that for a while. Back during the war when we had fallen into each other’s arms there had been no need to wonder who would take what role. However, for the first few weeks after we got together he pretty much refused to show any form of domination. I honestly believe he just wanted to let go of that steadfast control of his and let me take the wheel. Not that I minded, far from it. He is a fascinating lover no matter how he expresses himself but there came a time when I felt the need to let go too and I really wasn’t certain exactly how to handle the situation. My underlying need soon came to a head during the lunch hour on an out mission when Hiiro decided he’d rather eat me than the sandwich I was making us. I smiled as he slipped up behind me, his arms sure and strong as they snaked around my waist and pulled me back against him. The rush that ran through me was probably a little extreme but this was exactly what I was craving, the strength and confidence of his desire manifest in his need for me. I wanted him to want me so badly nothing would stop him from taking me. A deep groan escaped my throat when his lips closed on my neck, his hands roaming my body freely along well-traveled routes to my most sensitive pleasure points. It wasn’t uncommon for things to start out like this as he was usually the one to initiate anything between us since he appeared to be constantly in the mood but when the time came to take complete control he would relinquish the reins. I was determined that this would not be the case that day. “Hiiro,” I called to him through a dry throat as he had laid me on the galley table and was doing his best to crawl down my throat. “What is it?” he asked and I was taken for a moment by the glassy, fever bright light in his eyes. He was looking at me, my body, my eyes, taking in every tiny nuance as he slowly massaged and stroked me into an incoherent slab of sizzling bacon. I didn’t understand it. I could feel how badly he wanted me. But why didn’t he take me? “Prep me,” I whispered pushing a tube of lube into his hand but the way he suddenly stopped to stare at me made me wonder if I was making a mistake. “Don’t you want me?” I have to admit I was a little hurt by the thought that perhaps there was something about me he didn’t like. “Of course,” he finally smiled but I noted him setting the lube aside as he leaned down to kiss me. “But you don’t have to do that to please me,” he said softly, moving to nibble my neck but you know? That just wasn’t going to cut it. “Why won’t you take me?” I whispered half to myself though even I was surprised by the painful intonation of the words. This had been bothering me quite a bit more than I thought. “What?” he gasped, gently gazing down at me. “Did I do something wrong?” “Of course not,” he assured me and I was a little sorry I had brought it up because he suddenly looked kind of scared and confused. “But there’s no need for you to bare any pain.” “…………….” Ah. So that was it. “And what if I told you I like it?” I grinned wrapping my legs around his hips to pull him tight. “Duo,” he hissed a warning as his hips automatically pushed into my ass and I felt my damn bones shake I shivered so hard. “S…stop,” he begged which, of course, only made me grin and grind my ass into his hips. “Why?” “Because,” he groaned, giving in enough to pin me to the table and I felt that rapturous wave of heat flood my veins as he pushed himself against my ass. “You… screamed a lot… the first time…” he panted squeezing his eyes shut in his desperation to hold himself at bay as I laughed. “Screaming is a good thing, my love,” I told him and his eyes lit up for a moment in which I realized I hadn’t said that to him in a while. “Duo.” “I screamed because you broke me like a wishbone,” I hissed in his ear lifting my hips hard. “And I liked it.” He let go that delicious growl like the first time we had been together and I almost lost it just thinking about what he was going to do to me. “Do it again,” I whispered wriggling around beneath him. “Show me how much you love me.” He was shaking almost as badly as I was. “Duo,” he croaked, his hips already moving in a steady rhythm as I groaned and matched him thrust for thrust. “Make me feel it,” I begged and he broke. I gasped, trying to force myself to breathe as he fell on me and kissed me so passionately I barely noticed when he began to prepare me. I’m afraid I was beyond the point of patience however, and urged him to complete the union way too early but there was no way in hell I was about to let on he had hurt me. Besides, the pain was buried so deep under pulsating waves of pleasure as he slammed into me I didn’t give a rat’s ass if he tore me open. I just didn’t want him to stop. Fortunately, he had not damaged anything, which was really great because it allowed for more of the same later in the day, as well as a third round after we went to bed. We had a conversation about communication the next day whereupon we both promised to try damn hard not to assume things because he couldn’t have been further off the mark thinking he was doing me a favor by taking bottom all the time. He had also deprived himself and suppressed his natural tendencies which, admittedly, led to some of the best sex we have ever had but did little for the mounting tension of our relationship. It is not an easy thing to go from battling multitudes of mobile suits to lazing about a star ship everyday. We stayed busy in between assignments but once the sex started to calm down and we stopped using it as a pastime, the tedium began to infiltrate our moods and set us apart more often than I was comfortable with. It was becoming more and more apparent that life out among the stars wasn’t the heavenly abode we had hoped for and I realized one day when I walked in on him looking at vid’s of Earth how much he missed it. We are colony brats so I could relate to his fascination. Although space will forever be my home I had not truly been prepared for the sheer beauty of Mother Earth. I could only image what it was like for Hiiro as well and I knew in that moment we had chosen the wrong path. However, the revelation was made irrelevant the moment he spoke. “Relena’s been kidnapped.” Damn it. My heart sank seeing him slip so easily back into the soldier’s skin but I couldn’t say anything because my mind was already assessing the information and organizing my gear. It bothered me a little how intent he was on going after her. I suppose deep down inside there was this part of me that would always wonder if he had made the right choice, if he regretted it and how long my time with him would last. It hit double hard as we investigated and discovered Barton’s plans. I’d have handed him over to Relena a thousand times over if it meant he didn’t have to face climbing into Wing’s cockpit again. However, with a new supply of mobile dolls threatening the peace and Wufei heading the enemy there was little choice but to saddle up one more time. I won’t deny there was a rush when I found myself seated once again in Deathscythe’s chest. Quatre had managed to pull it off and deliver us the tools we would need to defend our home. It struck me as odd that I thought of the Earth as my home since I had spent so little time there but it gave me the answer I had been looking for. Hiiro would be happy on Earth, as far away from anything that even resembled a mobile suit at possible and I was suddenly eager for the same. When this was all over, live or die, I was going to make damn sure Deathscythe was never seen again. He had survived. I had watched as Wing disintegrated in the air and fell to Earth and felt another piece of my heart wither and die. It was very much like being reborn when he crawled out of the wreckage and I grinned like a hyena on nitro when Relena told me what he had said. No more killing. That’s all we wanted. She had been more than a little upset when I rushed into the hospital and for a moment my heart stopped seeing her sitting beside his bed, her hand gently cradled in his as they spoke softly until I heard the tail end of the conversation. “…they’ll find him soon. You need to rest,” she was saying. “I need Duo,” he replied and all of a sudden I felt very much like I might float off the ground. “I’m here.” “Thank goodness,” she sighed and somehow I was between them and she had moved away and Hiiro was smiling this tired little smile that made me want to gather him in my arms and rock him for about a hundred years. “He refused to sleep until he saw you,” Relena smiled from the doorway. “I’m here,” I repeated leaning down to touch my forehead to his because I really needed to be closer to him. “I’m sorry,” he whispered softly wrapping arms that were shaking with fatigue and pain around me. “I know.” Damn. “It’s ok now.” “I didn’t want to leave you.” “I know… shhh.” His kiss was soft and trembling but I felt a new beginning in his touch. “Can we go home now?” he asked gently and I chuckled at the lazy state of his eyes wondering absently when Relena had left as he slowly drifted off to sleep and I replied... “We are home.” owari :)
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