"Heero!"
Oh no
"Hey Heero. C'mon man!"
Not again.
"Get up already."
Every morning, it's the same thing.
"That's it man. You asked for it!"
Here it comes.
"YRAAAAA!" Thump
"OOFF!!"
Heero opened his eyes to find a skinny American boy with a long brown braid, straddling his waist. A big goofy grin on his heart shaped face. Rays of sunshine that flowed through the large bedroom window right above Heero's bed, made wide violet eyes sparkle. Giving him an almost innocent look.
But Heero knew better. He knew that those eyes that seemed to sparkle with curiosity merely hid the mischievous boy that was deep within.
"Jeeze Duo," Heero said groggily. "Do you have to do that every morning? One of these days my bed isn't going to be able to take it." The springs of the tiny bed squeaked in agreement. He raised a hand to his eyes and rubbed them in an attempt to wipe away the sleep in them.
Duo snorted and gave a little bounce, sending the springs into a high-pitched cry.
"Oh please," he said sarcastically. "Your bed has gone through a lot worse. Remember last 4th of July? I bet those were the best fireworks you've ever seen." He rubbed his leather-clad bottom against Heero's boxer clad waist. The other gasped then moaned in response. Duo's eyes widened in surprise and lifted himself up so as to gaze directly below him. He then gave a lustful look to the other boy out of the corner of his eye.
"Well good morning to you too little guy." He said to Heero's morning stiff member.
With a deep growl, the Asian boy flung the other to the floor. Duo yelped and tumbled onto the carpet, making a whimpering noise all the way. He then glared up at Heero while rubbing his sore bottom.
"What the hell's your problem?" I was only teasing." He curled his feet underneath him in Indian-style and folded his arms across his chest with the cutest pouting look on his face.
"I can't afford to mess around right now," Heero said as he flung his legs over the bed. He ran a hand through his messy tangled bangs. "Odin's just down stairs and I really don't want him coming up here to find you in my pants. Or vice versa." Duo stood up swiftly and placed his hands on his hips.
"You've been out of the closet for a good three year now Heero." Sarcasm seemed to drip from Duo's words. "Even if he found out now I don't think he could do much about it."
"Except maybe disown me." Heero stated in a monotone voice. "Or worse," he shudder. "Send me to live with that bitch of and ex-wife of his." Duo gave a thoughtful look.
"I guess you're right. It's a good thing she married that Dorlin guy. But at the same time I guess she just can't leave your old man alone. She did move close to you and she does send her daughter to the same school we got to." Just then a thought occurred to duo and an Evil smirk crept across his face. "Hey, I just thought of something. If that old woman is your mom, that makes Relena like your sister." A pillow then landed right in duo's face, silencing him with its fluflyness.
"She is NOT in any way related to me. She and her brother were adopted. Thank God for that!" he sighed and folded his arms across his chest. Duo flopped next to his lover on the bed with a slight grunt. Wrapping his arms lovingly around the waist of his koi, the braided boy gazed up into deep cool cobalt blue eyes.
"It's gross how she's totally obsessed with you. She needs to learn to keep her hands off my man." Duo finished this statement by lightly planting a kiss on Heero's pouted lips. But this time the Asian man accepted the gesture instead of pushing away, and kissed back. He slowly opened his lips to allow Duo's tongue to slip into his into his mouth. A low moan escaped his throat as he submitted to the will of his American lover.
The braided boy never ceased to amaze him. No matter where they were, no matter what they did, Duo would always find a way to turn him on. Heero was glad he had found him in this quiet little city. Someone who understood him and wanted to be with him. No girl could ever make him feel this way.
Heero tightened his hand around Duo's soft braid, moaning into their kiss while feeling the silk threads in his grip. Duo responded by wrapping his hands around Heero's neck and playing with the short hairs that grew there. Nothing felt better then this feeling of love and unity to either one.
Heero suddenly froze as he heard the squeak of his bedroom door and the sound of someone clearing their throat. Both boys looked up to see a tall man with short blond hair standing in Heero's door way. Quirking an eyebrow he slowly folded his arms across his chest as the boys gave him a perfect "Deer caught in headlights" expression.
"D-Dad!" Heero stammered as he slowly pulled away from the braided boy that was sitting in his lap.
His father had seen him. The only secret he had ever kept from his father was revealed and now his wonderful little world would be shattered because of it. What would he do with his son now? Would he ship him off to Military camp to try and straighten him out?
Shitshitshit Heero's mind began to race. Why now? Why did he have to find out now?! …….and why isn't he saying anything?!
As Heero waited for the worst, he was shocked when his fathers face broke into a smile and he shook his head. Short platinum blond bangs brushed across his forehead and his shoulders shook as he chuckled slightly.
"If you two don't quit fooling around up here, you're gonna be late for school," the tall man said as he gazed at the two shocked boys on the bed. Heero's jaw nearly hit the floor as his smirked and turned to leave.
"If you hurry up and get ready, I'll give you two a lift." He looked over his shoulder at the American boy. "Duo, while your waiting for Heero, I've made breakfast if you'd like some."
Just then, the smell of fresh pancakes and bacon came floating upstairs and Duo found he could resist. A wide grin spread across his face as he stood up and waved goodbye to the still stunned Heero.