So this is my first official story I've ever posted but I've been writing in four different notebooks for years, none of them as good as this one though lol I have a thing for authors and cafés though so I'll try and stay away from that in future fanfics between Heero and Duo
DISCLAIMER:I, sadly, do not own Heero nor Duo, or Relena *snuggles a Duo plushy* but I own this plot (I think w )
Note: Relena bashing later on~ (^^), 1x2, a lot of OOC with Heero I guess ^w^
*~~~Heero POV~~~*
I sighed as I closed my laptop and rubbed the bridge of my nose. Once again, I hadn't been able to write another sentence. I set my laptop down on the coffee table a little harshly, rattling my cup of water as I stretched out on the cough. I sighed again as I rested my arm over my aching eyes, tired of staring blankly at a computer screen. In my whole career, I've never had the joy of experiencing a writer's block this bad. I was pretty good at meeting my deadline but now I'd have to call my editor and ask her to push it back for the third time.
I sighed again as I sat up, tired of thinking about it even. I might as well think about what to make for dinner. I managed to get my lazy self up from the couch, hoping against all odds that I had something hidden in the fridge that was still edible. I crossed my fingers as I prepared to open the fridge, closing my eyes in a silent prayer to whoever was listening.
I didn't.
I sighed again as I closed my empty fridge. I needed to eat and soon if my growling stomach was any indication.
"Great," I muttered as I quickly ran a hand through my messy brown hair, grabbing my jacket on my way out my apartment door.
A few moments later, I was walking down a familiar street on my way to my favorite café. I found myself eating there more and more often these days. I sighed for the hundredth time as the café came into view.
That's when I saw them.
Two women were standing in front of the café, arguing about something rather heatedly. But that's not what caught my attention. The younger of the two was carrying a book. Not just any book either. One that I'd recently published.
Yeah, yeah. You'd think that being a really popular author I'd be used to seeing people reading my books, right? But I've always worried about how different age groups felt about my books. Not that many high schoolers read my works, let's say that. And this chick looked about that age. So it's easy to say I felt a brief flash of anxiety as I slowly made my way towards the two women, though I quickly forgot it as I became enchanted by the young woman.
When I was about five feet away, the women seemed to notice me and both glanced over at me. The other showed clear disdain as if she could care less but the younger one's reaction almost made me laugh. Her mouth froze mid-word as she stared at me, shock written all over her face. I take it she knew who I was.
I took in the braided chestnut hair, almost reaching her slim waist, the violet eyes and the beautiful face, my heart giving an almost painful squeeze. I stared at her in utter confusion, wondering why my heart had done that.
I was gay, for Christ's sake!
*~~~Duo's POV~~~*
Oh my gods.
It was Heero Yuy, of all people! I gripped my book in both hands as I stared open mouthed at him in awe, my argument with my sister completely forgotten. Heero stared back at me intently, his cobalt gaze making my heart pound in my chest. His eyes stayed trained on me as he finally came to a stop three feet away. I'll admit I gave a slight pout, wishing he'd come a little closer. Nevertheless, though, I'm thrilled at the chance to finally meet him in person.
My idol.
My crush.
My whole life practically revolved around this guy and his books now. I was jolted back to reality as Heero held his hand out to me. From the look on his face he'd said something and I, being the daydreamer that I am, missed it completely. Doesn't matter. I know almost everything about this man already thanks to blogs and all that. My sister, Hilde, 'helpfully' elbowed me in the side, whispering furiously to tell him my name. I covered up the brief pain with a smile as I took his hand, deciding to forgo my feminine voice. Might as well forgo my sister's pet name, Duet, while I'm at it.
"Sorry! I'm Duo Maxwell. It's so nice to finally meet you, Mr. Yuy!" I gushed, wincing at my own syrupy voice. Nice, Duo. Make it seem like you're just another crazy fan much? I continued to silently berate myself as he slowly shook my hand, his eyes widening a bit as the realization that my name was a guy's name.
Great, this is going exactly where I want it to. My wonderful sister just had to have this crazy idea about having a daughter and, since she couldn't have kids, using me as her backup.
"Duo?" the sexy man asked in a slightly deep voice, his hand still holding mine. He must have finally put the pieces together in his head because the confusion vanished from his face as he grinned at me. Great, now he was going to-
Wait.
He'd grinned!
I shouldn't get my hopes up. For all I know, he could be preparing to mock me! But that grin of his…. I don't care if he does mock me, as long as he keeps giving me those sexy grins.
"That explains it," was all he said, though, as he released my hand. I snatched it back quickly, cradling it against my chest. Was that a hint of relief I detected in those three words, Mr. Yuy?
I smiled back at him shyly, cradling my hand that Heero had shaken. It burned where he'd touched me. Strangely, it was a good burn…I guess?
"Explains what?" I finally ventured after a brief pause in where Heero and I just stared at each other, neither of us acknowledging my sister as she huffed in irritation, probably tired of being ignored.
Heero just grinned confidently, like he knew the answer to life. Which is 42, if any of you were wondering. I swear if his grins got any sexier, my heart was going to burst: he was just too damn sexy!
I'd mentally regrouped by the time he answered me in a backwards kind of way, pointing to the café behind me.
"Mind if we talk some more over a meal? I'm starving. How about you?" he asked, giving me a smile that had me turning to mush on the inside.
I glanced at my sister for permission, but she was already lost to the world of texting. It was probably one of her friends or husband. I looked back at my favorite author, smiling bravely as I gave an eager nod. Why the hell not? Might as well see if he's the murderous, creeper type, right?
Did you like it? Did you not like it? w 'm seriously biased on this (I think it sucks) but a few of my friends at school liked it so…why not share it with more people? Lol R&R and I'll post the next chapter~ Thanks :3
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