By: Tina
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Prologue/ Teaser?
The dark lone figures sat on the edge of the concourse of the B terminal at
SeaTac Airport.(1) One figure was sitting up straight and stiff on the bench,
the boy was watching the throng of people walk and run through the pathways of
the concourse in front of them. He was looking for a certain person among the
hundreds that pass by. He did not want to see this person, he didn't even
really know the person. He just wanted to stay were he was, as he was content.
He looked down at the head that rested on his leg, then his eyes tracked down
the slim firm body stretched out on the bench. How the tight shirt hugged the
slim waist, and showed off the subtle curve of the back. He rested his hand on
the small figure's hip. The second figure lay on his side, facing the steady
throng of people. His eyes were closed in a light sleep, the soft lips curled
up into a small soft smile, as the first runs his hand down the second's spine.
The sleeping boy made soft purring noises at the soothing contact. Both were
tense and on edge waiting. The second's eyes opened up and he smiled up at
the first before kissing the leg that his head was resting on. Brushing his
lips softly across the fabric that covered the well muscled thigh. The first
let a small smile sip across his thin intense lips. The second figure who was
still laying down put his head back into it's resting position and watches the
crowd with heavy lidded eyes, not wanting to see the person they were waiting
for, hoping that the others who were placed around the large airport would see
the target first. Hoping he would not have to leave the comfort and warmth of
his partner.
(1) oh yeh almost forgot! SeaTac is an actual airport, it is between Seattle
and Tacoma Washingon, hence being called SeaTac! hehe.
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Airport Encounters
Part 1
By Tina
Heero sat straight and stiff on the hard uncomfortable plastic bench, watching
the people scurry to and fro. His hand traveled to Duo's hip resting there
for a few minutes. He looks down and watches His Duo sleeping, Duo's perfect
head resting on his leg, he let himself sigh inwardly at the beauty of his
lover. Even though they had been lovers for almost a year now, he could not
get over just how perfect Duo was. Yeh sure they fought all the time, but those
fights were mostly show. They would fight in front of the other pilots then go
to their room and snuggle with each other like nothing had happened. Only Quatre
could tell that the fights were nothing more then wasted words. They always fought
about petty stuff like Duo leaving the milk out on the counter, or Heero spending
too much time on his laptop. Heero was lost in his thoughts about his and Duo's
relationship as he stroked Duo's back softly, causing the sleeping boy to purr softly.
He forced back a smile as it threatened to change his blank expression. A
simple sound from Duo could make him so happy, even just a look could toss him
into a world filled with joy and happiness. Duo was the center of his universe,
he was no longer the perfect solider. The war came second, Duo always came
first now. Even though sometimes he had to leave Duo for a mission, he would
contact Duo at the least once a week. Most of the time he would compromise the
mission to speak to Duo over the video phone, to see his loving angel of Death.
Yes his Angel of Death, Duo called himself Shinigami and Heero excepted that,
but Duo was an angel in his eyes, so Duo became Heero's Angel of Death.
Even though most people would still think Heero was a cold emotionless killer,
Duo knew better. His beloved was passionate, soft, and tender. He knew a side
of Heero that no one else did, a side of Heero's that was his and his alone. His
to keep for the rest of eternity, even after death. They both knew that one of them
could die at any moment, that was the risk they had to take to free the colonies.
Because they knew that they could die tomorrow they spent their time together
enjoying their lives to the fullest. Even though to most people it would just seem
boring to spend your day off just sitting in the park together watching kids play,
or watching the sunset together. To Heero and Duo it was the time they could get
away, just be together. Duo would even stop talking, just to be held by his koi.
Only the other pilots knew of their relationship, not even the scientist knew.
Dr. G had suspicions about them, but could never prove anything, except that he
found files of unauthorized vid calls, between the two boys. He never knew what
they spoke about in those calls, most were only a few minutes long, others were hours
long. Heero would call Duo, then Duo would pick up smiling brightly at his lover.
Heero would let a small smile get past his face mask, just to show Duo how much he
still loved him. Duo would tell Heero how much he missed him and what everyone was
doing, who else was off on a mission. Heero would listen happily just watching his
animated lover. When Duo was done talking Heero would tell him how the mission was
going, and that he loved Duo. Sometimes that would be it, other times they would
talk for hours, well Duo would talk, his violet eyes boring right into Heero's soul.
Making the soldier's heart of ice crack and melt. Heero would tell Duo not to worry,
and would say that he had a surprise or present for Duo when the mission was over.
Duo would smile and beg Heero to tell him what it was. Heero would just shake his
head then tell his angel good bye and cut the connection. When they first became
lovers, Duo would get depressed when Heero was off on a mission, he would not eat or
sleep until Heero returned. After about six months Duo got over his depression
bouts and just smile and joke around, even though inside, he was sick with worry. It
showed through his eyes, with every look, with every second. Heero was just as bad as
Duo, only he did not show it as much. When Duo was gone on a mission, he would spend
all of his time on his laptop, supposedly working on mission plans, but really he was
waiting for Duo's calls. He wore his cold emotionless mask on the outside, but on the
inside he was a mental wreck, thinking what would happen if Duo were to get hurt,
captured, or even bworse killed. When one of them got back from a mission they went
directly to a quiet place together. If one was injured the other would bath and
dress the wounds, taking special care.
/Duo staggered into the small apartment that he was sharing with Heero. Heero was
sitting on the couch, he looked up from his book and his eyes grew wide, then narrowed
into thin angry slits. How dare someone hurt his Duo. Duo was in bad shape, he was
holding his arm to his stomach, blood was running down from his other shoulder,
caused by a bullet that grazed his shoulder. There was a large gash on his forehead,
a streak of deep red blood ran down the bridge of his nose over his pale blue tinged
lips. His was visibly shaking, his body suffering from the loss of blood and from
the excruciating pain. Heero jumped up only seconds after Duo entered the room,
jumping over the chair and catching his battered love just before he passed out.
"He... Heero..." Duo mostly breathed the words out, his lips quivering.
"Shhh, it's all right Duo I am here, just rest now, my Angel." Duo let out a sigh
of relief and slipped into a deep pain free sleep. Heero picked up his injured
angel and took him over to the small bed they shared, and put the boy softly down.
He took out his pocket knife and began to cut off Duo's cloths so he wouldn't jar any
broken bones his lover would have. He threw the soiled clothes across the room not
caring where they landed. Heero pushed the long blood soaked bangs out of Duo's
pale face and whispered.
"Stay with me angel, just hang on, I'll take care of you."/
Because of his love for Duo he thought twice about self-destructing in Wing. He hadn't
even tried since Duo had become his lover. Duo gave him something, someone to live
for. Heero wouldn't give that up for anything. His angel was the most beautiful
creature in the universe. Heero knew other people saw Duo's beauty as well, that made
him even more possessive of His Duo. Duo belonged to him and no one else.
/Duo's body swayed with the beat of the music, his long hair pulled up in a high
ponytail. The long chestnut strands swung around his back, brushing down the small
of his back and the slight curve of his tight ass. He was clothed in nothing more then
a few pieces of leather. A very small tight pair of black leather shorts, his long
legs covered only with a set of fishnet hose. He wore a lose dark purple silk shirt,
held on with only the middle button. The shirt made his light violet eyes stand out
even more. He wore just a hint of make-up, a little lip gloss, making his soft, full
lips shiny, with a hint of pink, and just a little smudge of kohl around his large
seemingly innocent eyes. The whole picture of his was breath taking. Heero sat at
the edge of the dance floor alone, watching his sexy lover dancing to the loud music
of the night club. People were draw to Duo's gyrating body, forming a circle around
the fae boy. Their eyes straining to see him through the flashing lights of the club.
Heero smirked slightly as he saw how much attention His Duo got. He knew that if even
one of the touched Duo they would die. A large blonde man, who looked like he spent
to much time in the gym moved close to the dancing beauty and put his large hands on
Duo's shoulders. He spun Duo around so that he was face to face with the large man, or
more like face to chest. Duo looked up, the man smirked at Duo and licked his lips,
knowing that he wanted to taste this beauty. He moved his hand to Duo's waist and
began to pick Duo up. The violet eyed boy squirmed and kicked at the blonde trying to
get away. Heero saw everything, even the violent lust in the man's eyes, knowing what
a person like him would do to Duo. Heero vaulted out of his chair and was through the
crowd in less then ten seconds. In then next twenty seconds he had the large man on
his back, clutching his knee, and Duo held safely in his lover's arm. Duo sighed in
relief and put his head on Heero's shoulder and began to kiss and nibble his koi's neck.
Duo whispered in a husky voice, "I want you koi, right now." The sound of Duo's voice
like that heated Heero's blood to boiling point. There was an unnoticeable widening
of his eyes, but Duo could see it, just like he could see every movement and breath
of his koi. Heero only nodded, not trusting his voice. He could feel the effect Duo's
words had on him as his dark jeans suddenly became very tight. Duo wiggled in his arms,
trying to get Heero to move or do something. Heero turned still carrying Duo and
pushed his way through the crowd on the dance floor making his way out the door. He
took Duo to their motorcycle and plopped him onto the back. Duo grinned up at Heero
then with on long finger traced the noticeable bulge in the front of Heero's jeans.
"I see you want me too, koi." Duo laughed lightly and swung his leg over so that he
straddled the back of the motorcycle.
"Well get movin' Heero if you want to get it tonight!" Duo smirked as Heero actually
had to shake his head to get out of the dazed state he was in. Heero growled softly
at Duo the got onto the bike in front of Duo. They didn't bother with helmets, Heero
was in to much of a rush to get back to the safe house, and Duo didn't want hat hair.
Duo scooted up so that his stomach and chest were pressing against Heero's back. Duo
wrapped his arms around his lover's waist resting his hands on the other's erection.
Heero hissed softly at the contact trying to focus on starting the engine of the small
black sports bike. Duo just smiled and rubbed his erection into the curve of Heero's
back, purring softly. Heero scowled and got the bike started then sped away to the
safe house so he could teach Duo a lesson about teasing./
After that night Duo couldn't walk straight for a week, he didn't go to night clubs
anymore either.
R/R Onegai! ^_^