Blue

Heero ran a hand through his mussed brown hair. A CD player! In deathscythe! Of all the bloody…

"Hey, Heero! How's it coming?" Duo yelled up from the cement floor, his hands on his hips. Heero growled in response to Duo's bubbly voice. Duo floated up to the catwalk Heero was perched on, and wrapped his arms around the perfect soldier's shoulders. He kissed his lover's ear softly.

"Something wrong, Koi?" The braided boy murmured, the index finger of his left hand tracing slow circles along Heero's collarbone. Heero pushed his lover away gently.

"Not now, Duo." Heero, stood, and handed Duo the wrench he had been using. "Have fun." He called over his shoulder as he walked away. Duo stared at the wrench in shock.

"B-but… oh well." Duo sat down on the catwalk, and applied himself to finish installing the CD player in his Gundam.

Heero reclined on the military cot that served as his bed. Duo could be so… aggravating! But at night… when they made love… the look in Duo's violet eyes…
That special look, that Duo saved just for Heero. That look alone assured Heero that Duo was his, and he was Duo's. So immersed in his thoughts, he barely noticed when Wufei
Burst into the room he shared with Duo.

"Yuy! The hanger! Maxwell!" The Chinese boy panted. At the sound of his lover's name, Heero jumped out of his bed, and half flew to the hanger.

The lights were dim in the hanger when the Japanese pilot entered. A single bright spotlight shone on the catwalk in front of Deathscythe's cockpit. Heero looked around. Where the hell was Duo? As if in response to Heero's question, slow, romantic music echoed throughout the hanger. Duo slid into the spotlight, holding a microphone.

"I'd like to dedicate this number to Heero Yuy." His voice was amplified by the microphone.

"I'm so blue
Without you by my side.
I can't taste you at night
Covered in whipped cream
And chocolate sauce." Duo held up the aforementioned sweets, looked at them sadly,
And tossed them back into Deathscythe's cockpit.
"I miss you sooooo much,
I can barely breath,
Even though it's only been
Ten minutes since we last kissed,
I neeeEEd your bodEEE!" Duo's voice rose sharply on the 'E' sounds. Heero propelled himself up to Duo and tackled the American into Deathscythe's cockpit.

"Baka." He growled, "You were asking for this." Duo grinned.

"You bet." Heero looked almost feral as he kissed Duo deeply and

horny duo… horny Heero… Deathscythe's cockpit… whipped cream… chocolate sauce… yaoi… is anyone thinking what I'm thinking? Cause it ain't a pretty picture…
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