~~~~DISCLAIMER : i DO NOT own any thing of gundam (although i wouldnt mind having duo . .) anyway, as i said, the only thing i own is the idea for this story. i do not own the charictors or anything therein the gundam program ..thing. ~~~~~~
A/N this is my second story its a work in progress so please r/r. oh btw it will have lemon chapters in the future. now on with the story.
They say time has no meaning in life. I say life has no meaning for any time, day or night. I walk down the street, never looking up the people passing me by. The only thing i see of them is the shadows from their bodys. The Sun blazing down upon us, burning my arms and legs for i am only wearing a black tanktop and shorts. My hair is also black, but very long so i have it back in a long braid, it sways back and forth across my cream colored skin.
As i pass the people i see someone i think i once knew so i look up and litterly trip over my shoelaces and fall at his feet. He looks down at me and offers to help me up. He hasnt reconized me yet, but then again, im not turely sure if this man is my old friend. I take his hand and let him help me to my feet. When i look up at his face, and into his eyes all doubt left my mind, this man is my old friend, this man is.... Heero.
I still dont think he remebers who i am yet. If he has he doesnt say any thing, but then again hes never been one for talking. I thank him for helping me and start to walk away untill i realize he is still holding my hand. I turn to look at him, hes wearing a pair of jeans, and a over sized blue shirt which seem to make his saphire eyes stand out more then normal for his tan skin and brown hair.
I look down at our intertwined hands, then back up at him. "Can you let go?" i ask " i'm kinda in a hurry." He just stares at me, as if his mind is trying to resister who i am, my voice is kinda soft but also loud at times.
"Duo?" his voice so deep and yet soft as he speeks " Duo, it is you, isnt it?"
"Yea, its me Heero" i reply "long time no see.. now, could you please let go? i want to go home." I try to pull my hand away but he only tightens his grip.
"Duo," he digs threw his pockets with his other hand and pulls out a card, and slips it into my hand "I'd like it if you could call me later.. when you have the time.'" he releases my hand, then disappears into the crowd. I look at the card, then slip it into my pants poket, and continue to walk home.
Finally i reach my house, its not much to look at out side, its a dark brick red color with green grass and a small patch of trees and flowers in the front yard. I walk up to the door, and pull out my keys fumbuling to find the right one and unlock the door. I open the door and close it behind me, then lock it tight. I look around the house making sure everything is alright. The front room has my couch, tv, computer, tons of videos, and a few books on the coffee table. I walk down the hall looking in each of the rooms. The bathroom is fine, normal size i guess besides the large tub though. The spare room is fine, a dresser, mirror, a queen sized bed and a closet. I get to the last room, and open the door, my room... everything dark, black sheets on the kingsized bed, black curtains, my dresser painted black, heck even the carpet is black. Everything looked fine so i walked back through the hallway and to the kitchen 'time for a snack' i think to myself.
After getting a ham sandwhich and some chips i plop down on the couch and turn on the tv. Some cartoons are on so i watch them. "this is so lame." I say to the empty room and turn off the tv after i finish my snack. I head to my room, pulling out a pair of black leather pants adn a ripped up blue shirt and go to the bathroom. I strip out of my tank and shorts and look at myself in the mirror as i pin up my braid. I guess people would say i have a firm chest and tight muscles. My gaze goes lower to between my legs at my cock. I guess im alittle larger then normal.. about 8inches when erect.
I finish pining my hair and turn on the hot water then cold getting the temperture just right for my shower.
A/N this is my second story its a work in progress so please r/r. oh btw it will have lemon chapters in the future. now on with the story.
They say time has no meaning in life. I say life has no meaning for any time, day or night. I walk down the street, never looking up the people passing me by. The only thing i see of them is the shadows from their bodys. The Sun blazing down upon us, burning my arms and legs for i am only wearing a black tanktop and shorts. My hair is also black, but very long so i have it back in a long braid, it sways back and forth across my cream colored skin.
As i pass the people i see someone i think i once knew so i look up and litterly trip over my shoelaces and fall at his feet. He looks down at me and offers to help me up. He hasnt reconized me yet, but then again, im not turely sure if this man is my old friend. I take his hand and let him help me to my feet. When i look up at his face, and into his eyes all doubt left my mind, this man is my old friend, this man is.... Heero.
I still dont think he remebers who i am yet. If he has he doesnt say any thing, but then again hes never been one for talking. I thank him for helping me and start to walk away untill i realize he is still holding my hand. I turn to look at him, hes wearing a pair of jeans, and a over sized blue shirt which seem to make his saphire eyes stand out more then normal for his tan skin and brown hair.
I look down at our intertwined hands, then back up at him. "Can you let go?" i ask " i'm kinda in a hurry." He just stares at me, as if his mind is trying to resister who i am, my voice is kinda soft but also loud at times.
"Duo?" his voice so deep and yet soft as he speeks " Duo, it is you, isnt it?"
"Yea, its me Heero" i reply "long time no see.. now, could you please let go? i want to go home." I try to pull my hand away but he only tightens his grip.
"Duo," he digs threw his pockets with his other hand and pulls out a card, and slips it into my hand "I'd like it if you could call me later.. when you have the time.'" he releases my hand, then disappears into the crowd. I look at the card, then slip it into my pants poket, and continue to walk home.
Finally i reach my house, its not much to look at out side, its a dark brick red color with green grass and a small patch of trees and flowers in the front yard. I walk up to the door, and pull out my keys fumbuling to find the right one and unlock the door. I open the door and close it behind me, then lock it tight. I look around the house making sure everything is alright. The front room has my couch, tv, computer, tons of videos, and a few books on the coffee table. I walk down the hall looking in each of the rooms. The bathroom is fine, normal size i guess besides the large tub though. The spare room is fine, a dresser, mirror, a queen sized bed and a closet. I get to the last room, and open the door, my room... everything dark, black sheets on the kingsized bed, black curtains, my dresser painted black, heck even the carpet is black. Everything looked fine so i walked back through the hallway and to the kitchen 'time for a snack' i think to myself.
After getting a ham sandwhich and some chips i plop down on the couch and turn on the tv. Some cartoons are on so i watch them. "this is so lame." I say to the empty room and turn off the tv after i finish my snack. I head to my room, pulling out a pair of black leather pants adn a ripped up blue shirt and go to the bathroom. I strip out of my tank and shorts and look at myself in the mirror as i pin up my braid. I guess people would say i have a firm chest and tight muscles. My gaze goes lower to between my legs at my cock. I guess im alittle larger then normal.. about 8inches when erect.
I finish pining my hair and turn on the hot water then cold getting the temperture just right for my shower.