Based tightly around a book called Strange Bedpersons.
Yes, it's me again. Yes, I have another fic coming out. No, I haven't finished any of the others. I just need something to keep me occupied while I finish the others. Anyone know where I'm coming from?
Adapting
Cursing, suggestive language.
When Heero Yuy opened the door to his two bedroom apartment door he didn't expect Duo Maxwell standing there - looking tall, dark and handsomely expensive in his tailored Armani suit. He fought down the humiliating jolt of lust, excitement and happiness that welled up inside his chest cavity just because the Brunette God was standing on his dingy doorstep.
"Heero, baby!" Was all Duo got out before Heero promptly slammed the door in his face, flicking the dead bolt into place. Heero rolled his eyes at the chipped door, listening to Duo's pathetic cries.
"Heero, come on and open the door. It's been so long since I've seen you...are you ignoring me?" He inquired through the door.
"What gave you that idea," Heero spoke dryly as he leaned against the door.
Obviously, Duo didn't hear the sarcasm dripping off of Heero's every word and replied honestly. "Well, I've been calling you nonstop for the past few weeks and you haven't answered. I even left messages and you still haven't gotten back to me. You're not still sore about what happened are you?"
Heero stiffened at the mentioned event and growled, "Go away, Maxwell," before pushing himself away from the door and flopping into the old, decrepit and suspiciously spotted arm chair across from his good friend, Wufei.
"The hell is that?" Wufei questioned as he stretched across Heero's old lumpy couch. His charcoal black hair, usually neat, was piled atop his head in a haphazard pony tail with wisps falling into his eyes, an oversized faded shirt that said 'I Eat Kids for Breakfast' and ratty jeans that had seen better days...or better decades.
"No one important," Heero shrugged and picked up the bowl of popcorn he had dropped earlier to answer the door. He popped a few kernels into his mouth as Duo pounded on his door from outside.
"Come on Heero! Open the door," he tried again.
Just as Wufei was opening his mouth to comment on Heero's 'visitor,' Heero glared at him hotly, "Not a word."
'None of my business anyway,' he thought and shrugged moving on to more important things. "You know, my life seriously sucks. I mean, it's sucked before but now...now it's different. Like now, it's more than sucky - it's shitty."
"I don't think I'd say that. You should consider yourself lucky," Heero mumbled over a mouth full of popcorn.
Wufei leaned over and snagged the bowl from his blue eyed friend. "Lucky, huh?"
"Sure, there are people out in the world who have it way worse than you."
"Like..."
"Like people who are in third world countries and struggle to feed their families every night, or people who have to worry about getting there house blown up every day, or people who have terminal cancer and have 2 weeks to live, or people..."
"Okay, well thanks for that. I've just come to the conclusion that on my way home I'm going to stop by the local church and light some candles for the people with terminal cancer, the people in third world countries, the people who are getting there houses made into fireworks and all the other less than fortunate people."
"Oh that's real nice of you Fei. Be sure to light a few for me, huh?" Heero said while stealing his popcorn back.
"Heero! Please open the door. You know this neighborhood is in the ghetto 1, if someone came out and shanked me - you would never forgive yourself."
Wufei tried not to laugh. "Ghetto? Shank?"
Heero ducked his head quickly to hide his smile. "He's got a very creative vocabulary and imagination, what can I say?"
"You sure can pick 'em."
"And don't you forget it."
Outside the dented door in the dimly lit hallway stood Duo with a real problem on his hands. "He must really be pissed," he muttered to his self.
His charm wasn't working and the pounding was starting to seriously trouble his hand - he had to take another tactic.
He just wasn't sure which one.
It bothered him that Heero was still upset about the little incident. It happened almost 6 weeks ago and it wasn't like him to hold grudges. 'Heero must be upset about something else,' he concluded and that thought worried him. Heero was a great guy, funny, smart and a total nerd. Needless to say he liked him and cared for his welfare and the thought that Heero was upset about something made him upset as well.
Maybe he should wait twenty minutes or so and then try knocking again. He looked down at his watch and realized it was getting close to 10:00 at night and he really was a bit too edgy to wait.
So scratch that.
He could go out to the 24 hour store and buy him some candy, flowers and...
Duo shook himself hard. Right, if he even stepped to Heero's doorstep with that crap he'd get more than a door slammed in his face. Plus Heero didn't go for that romantic crap...or did he?
"Fuck," Duo swore to himself. Heero was a practical kind of guy, he liked practical things...and with that train of thought Duo left the small hallway.
Wufei listened for a moment. "Well, it seems that your mystery guy left."
Heero looked to the door with a sad glint in his eyes. "Yeah, I guess he did," Heero tried not to sound disappointed. Besides he'd had no intentions of opening the door.
Well, he had no intentions of opening the door for at least 15 more minutes.
"Who was that guy anyway?" Wufei prodded him out of his quiet despair.
"Duo Maxwell but it doesn't matter anymore, I'll probably never see him again." Heero set the empty bowl onto the carpet.
"Aw, Heero!" Wufei cried out and threw his hands into the air. "Duo Maxwell the rich and devilishly handsome lawyer? You slammed the door on Duo Maxwell the rich and..."
"Yes Wufei, I slammed the door on Duo. Please, refrain yourself from beating me with a stick." Heero sighed exasperated and threw his legs over the arm of the chair.
Wufei smiled and shrugged. "I'm just saying that guys, especially respectable, rich lawyers don't grow on trees."
"Duo isn't on my level right now and I don't have time for him. I have a job to look for, a rent to pay and money to send to my ungrateful parents."
Wufei sat up quickly and waved his arms in front of him. "Hold on a minute! What do you mean 'I have a job to look for,' what happened to the job at the orphanage?"
"It was nothing personal, just funding cuts."
"Heero," Wufei said sympathetically, "I'm so sorry. I know how much you loved that job. There's nothing you can do? Is there anything I can do?"
Heero smiled and waved a hand. "Thanks Fei but there's nothing you can do. I, however, can still work there."
"I'm not following."
"The orphanage can't afford to pay for it's workers and can only accept volunteers. I can still go there and teach but I wont get paid for it which is fine. I just need to find a job that pays the bills with flexible hours."
"Well, that rules out prostitution," Wufei joked and Heero couldn't help but laugh.
"Yeah right," he said as soon as he got his breath back and rolled his eyes.
"But seriously what are you going to do?"
"Well, there's this organization that tutors for rich kids that I'm looking at. The pay is pretty good and the hours even better."
"It sounds great Heero you should really go for it. Now, not to change the subject but I'm thirsty and something cold and liquid would do wonders right now."
"You lazy bum, you practically live here yourself! Why don't you get it," Heero glared from the bowels of his arm chair.
"I would but I'm scared if I get off the sofa something might bite me. And if I do manage to get into the kitchen I'm afraid I may never come back."
"My apartment isn't that bad," Heero laughed as he wrestled to get up.
"The place is a dump Heero and I'm surprised that they haven't found a new species here. You gotta be growing something unnatural in this place..."
Heero had the decency to blush but luckily the refrigerator door shielded it. He grabbed two Coke's and slammed the small white door shut with a spandex covered hip. He stepped over old magazine's, dirty clothes, a pile of books and a pizza box to get back to his seat.
"You're alive! Thank goodness," Wufei smiled as he grabbed his Coke.
"You're lucky you're my best friend."
"Please," Wufei snorted, "I'm your only friend." Wufei looked over the rim of his soda can and winked.
Heero only shook his head as he drank from his own can. Heero's head swivelled to the door as he heard someone knocking.
"Who is it this time?" Wufei asked.
"Probably the landlord asking for last month and this month's rent." Heero set his can on the battered coffee table and walked to the door. What he expected to see was Vinny, his fat, balding landlord with four gold teeth but instead saw Duo with a large pizza box in one hand and a bottle of Mountain Dew in the other.
Oh, he was playing dirty now.
"Look, please don't slam the door just yet," he pleaded and cautiously placed an expensive loafer against the door jam. "I had a hunch that you were upset about something and for once, I had nothing to do with it."
Heero rolled his eyes and snorted.
Duo ignored him. "So, I figured I would do my good deed for the day and bought you this." He handed Heero the large pizza box and the soda bottle.
I bet he didn't even get the kind I like. But as Heero opened the box he found his favorite toppings on his round piece of heaven. "Anchovies, onions, green peppers, and chicken - my favorite." He looked up at Duo with a bit of awe swimming in his bright blue eyes. "You remembered?"
"Of course I remember, I remember everything that has to deal with you."
And with that, the spell was broken. 'I knew it.' "So, what does the wolf in sheep's clothing want now? Or has an extraterrestrial taken over your body and you're actually doing this to be nice?"
"Um," Duo smiled widely pouring on the charm so much that Heero was sure he'd need a boat to keep himself afloat in it. "Funny you should uh, mention that because..." Duo started and Heero slammed the door in his face.
Again.
Twice in one night.
He walked back to his chair and placed the goodies onto the table.
"Let me guess..."
"Yes, he's back and no, I'm not opening the door because I am through with him. He's an ass and all he cares about is himself." Just as Heero reached to open the box, his front door swung open and in stepped Duo.
So, what do you think? As I said this is based tightly around the book called Strange Bedpersons. Great book, if you ever get a chance to read it then do so. Review and let me know what you think.