The first chapter of my slash story!! Duke/Wing pairing and Wing's P.O.V. Might be a lemon in later chaps! Enjoy!!
THE LOVE OF A LEADER
Chapter 1
I heard the cheers of the crowd. The shouts and applauding echoing in my ears. But, my mind wasn't on the game. It was on him. That body of his moving swiftly, skillfully, through the opponents of the opposite team. The mysterious spark that stayed in his eye and grin helped complete his figure. With a slight smile, I let my eyes wonder along his figure...
"Wildwing! Look out!" Nosedive's voice cut through my thoughts.
"Huh?"
The crowd and opposite team faded as I jerked my head up only to be smacked in the face with a puck. My skates slipped out from under me, causing me to fall back onto my rear. My eyes crossed and I sucked in a breath when the pain from my head and lower spine became known.
"Wing!"
"Wildwing!"
"Are you ok, big bro'?"
"Little friend, are you alright?"
"How many fingers am I holding up?"
The words swirled in my brain, making it feel a little queasy. With my head in my hands, I lightly shoke it, attempting to shake the feeling away, only to result in a worse headache. Looking up at the concerned faces of my team, my vision wavered.
"Looky at the pretty little pucks, mommy," I muttered drowsily, pointing at the little pucks with wings flying around my head then fell backwards.
My head hit the ice and started to throb painfully with my heartbeat. Closing my eyes with a groan, I felt the pain fade and entered a world of carelessness...
Later:
When I opened my eyes again, I found myself in the medical bay, alone. Rubbing the bump on my forehead, I sat up and slowly climbed out of the infirmary bed. With a sigh and light shake of my head, to not rattle my brain any farther, I left the room and made my down the hallways and onto the roof of the Pond without anyone seeing me. I pushed the metal door open and took a deep breath of the fresh air. It was dark out and the light breeze was cool. Sighing, I went to the edge of the roof and set on the ledge with my legs dangling off the side. With another deep breath, I let my thoughts start to wonder to my subject of earlier...
' Duke, if only you knew... heh... who am I kiddin'? You'd probably kill me for just thinking of such things. Weird, huh? Here I am, the captain of a hockey and strike force team, fawning over one of my own teammates. And a guy, at that! I sighed, yet again. How long has it been, anyway? Four? Five months since we arrived on Earth? And since that day I saw you back on Puckworld... I can't help but think about you. I see you everyday, but think of you everyday and night. My dreams are set on you and I can't do anything about it... Not only your body... great body, to be correct, but just you as a whole. Just... you. I can't describe it even if I wanted to. Humph... even find you being a thief... no, ex-thief attractive. Or are you an ex-thief? Maybe you're just waiting until we get back home before you steal anything. And if you do, I just might consider in joining the Brotherhood....'
"Hey, Wildwing? What you doing up here?"
I jumped in shock, having to grab the ledge to keep from falling off the building, and looked over my shoulder to see none other than Duke coming towards me. Closing my eyes, I took a deep breath to calm my excited heartbeat.
"Hey yourself, Duke," I greeted him after I released my breath, "What's up?"
He gave a short laugh as he rolled his eyes, "Nothing, really, unless you consider Tanya's fit she's having because you disappeared. She said, and I quote, 'I leave him for five minutes, FIVE minutes!!! And when I come back, he's gone! Where could he go in five minutes?!"
I chuckled at the thought of her doing so with a shake of my head. Wouldn't be surprised if she did. That's just Tanya for ya'
"So, they sent you to find me," he avoided my gaze and looked out over the city after settling down next to me.
"No... actually, I came on my own..." he stated, bringing a knee to his chest and resting his chin on it.
"Ohh....."
Silence settled in between us so only the soft rustle of the wind and the sounds of vehicles passing were heard. My mind started to wonder again...
"Hey, Wing?"
"Yeah?"
"You hungry?"
'What kind of hungry, Duke?'
"A little, I guess... yeah, I'm hungry, why?"
"Well, I thought that maybe we could get out of here and go grab a bite to eat someplace, ya' know?" I eyed him curiously, "What?"
"Are you asking me on a date?" I half mean and half kidded the question.
"Well, ah... no... No, not unless you want it to be..." he looked away, a deep crimson rising to his cheeks before fading quickly.
'I'll take you up on that date, Duke. All you have to do is ask and I'll say yes.'
"Sure," his head snapped up and he gazed at me with his good eye.
"What do you mean, 'sure'?"
"Sure, I'll go with you," I defined.
'C'mon, Duke. Ask me for that date...'
I stood and offered a hand up, which, to my surprise, he accepted. We were soon off the roof of the Pond and walking into the city. Duke paused and motioned to me into a nearby alley. We climbed up the fire escape and onto the roof of the building. There, he led me to the other side of the roof and across the makeshift catwalk over another alley. It wasn't long until he finally stopped and crouched at the side of the building we were standing on.
"What's going on?" I asked, crouching next to him.
"Right there," he pointed to what looked like an old run-down restrant.
"What is that place?" he turned his head towards me with one of his famous grins, one of the things I found so attractive in him.
"One of the best spots to eat. Now don't go judging it from the outside, Wing. They make up some of the best dishes that only a king could deserve," his eye sparkled as he stood," C'mon."
Duke lowered himself down the side of the building. Looking over the ledge, I'd found he had jumped to an extended windowsill then dropped the rest of the way down to the ground. I followed and landed on the ground with much less grace. He was as agile as a cat, maybe more. He walked into the building and I followed, gazing around curiously. It was kind of dark, but a cozy dark, one that made someone feel welcome. Dim lights were lit along the walls and were brightened above the tables. The sitting arrangements were evenly spread out to make it feel less crowded. A small bar was nestled in one corner and a door leading into another room, most likely the kitchen, was a few feet away from it. A light chatter came from the dinners, making it seemingly quiet. Most said hello to Duke and welcomed me while the others gave a wave before resuming what they were doing. A young lady wearing a pair of unhemmed jeans, a light-blue tee-shirt, and tennis shoes came up to us.
"Hey, Duke. Nice to see you back. It's been a while. Ah... and who's this friend you have with you?" she pushed a bang of reddish-brown hair behind her ear while her teal colored eyes shone with the dim light.
"Hey, yourself, Kas," Duke greeted back with a grin, "Wing, this is Kassy. Kassy, Wildwing."
"Nice to meet you, Wildwing. It's a pleasure to have you here," she extended her hand out for a handshake.
I took her hand and shoke it.
"I guess you should thank Duke for bringing me," I stated to which she half smiled and rolled her eyes.
"Typical... C'mon," she lead us to a two seater booth and handed us... er... me, actually, a menu.
Kassy wrote something down on the pad in her hand while Duke sat across from me. I scanned over the booklet and glanced back up at Duke. He was so... handsome...
"...Wildwing, is it?"
"Huh?" Kassy pointed her pencil at me.
"What would you like to drink?" she repeated.
Heat rose to my cheeks in embarrassment.
"Sorry... ah... do you make half drinks?" at her confused look, I explained," You know, like you mix two different drinks together?" (an: trust me, these are good! Put your two fav sodas together... wow!)
"Oh... yeah, we can do that. First time it's ever been done here, but sure. What would you like?" she replied, a bit startled.
"I think I'll take a Pepsi and Dr. Pepper."
She quickly wrote it down," Alright.... I'll be right back."
That's when I realized Duke hadn't asked for a drink and I questioned him about it. He gave a laugh.
"I come here a lot, so, since I basically ordered the same thing each time I came, Kas just had me write down all my normal orders on a sheet of paper, and, volla!, all I've got ta' say is 1, 2, 3, 4, or 5. They write down my name with the number and go on," he grinned at me, the dim light casting a shadow over him.
"Interesting... they must know you pretty well," he leaned back in his seat and studied something behind me.
"...yeah... you could say that..." he closed his eyes and took a deep breath before opening them again," I really like this place. The people are really nice, wonderful service, same with the dishes. Usually, I sit in that seat over there in the corner..."
I glanced over at the darkest corner of the diner and knew why. That spot was a lot like Duke. Had his name all over it. It looked as dark as Duke seemed and just as secretive...
"Hey, how's the bump?" I looked up as him before touching the bump on my head again.
"Fine. Doesn't hurt unless I touch it. Why?" he shoke his head.
"Jus' wonderin.'"
I scanned over the menu.
"How's the shrimp plate?"
"Good. If ya' like shrimp," he folded his arms across the table and leaned on them.
"Oh... umm... what about the... smothered steak?" I felt his gaze on me, but didn't think nothing of it nor say anything about it.
"Oh... that one's jus' wonderful."
'Ok..., is it just me, or is there something about his voice..?'
I bit the inside of my cheek as I carefully chose what I wanted. Finally, I decided on the taco salad with a bit of hot sauce. I loved hot sauce, just not as much as my baby bro.' I just couldn't see myself eating that much of it.
After eating and just when I thought the night was over, Duke took me and showed me a part of the city I've never seen before. It was great. He was showing ME his world. Not Tanya. Not Mallory. Not Dive nor Grin. But me. I asked questions, he answered them. The rest of the night flew by unnoticed, so I was surprised to finally find myself and Duke sitting side by side on a building rooftop watching the ocean. I took a deep breath of the salty air and released it with a sigh.
"I had fun, Duke," he looked over at me.
"Glad you enjoyed it," he smirked at me.
A light feather soft touch brushed across my hand, causing me to look down. His fingers had lightly brushed my hand, most likely by accident. I looked back up to his shadowed face. I could sense he wanted to tell me something.
"Duke?" he closed his eye, heaving a sigh.
"This is where I go when I go out, Wing. I don't steal anymore. I come here to be on a place... I dunno'... I jus' had to tell somebody. To show them... my world.." he turned his face towards me," As I had rather it be you, Wildwing..."
Chapter 1
Authors notes: Well? What do we all think? Good? Bad? And look how long it is!! 10 pages of notebook paper!! Hey, tell me what you think, k?
Sailor Vegeta
THE LOVE OF A LEADER
Chapter 1
I heard the cheers of the crowd. The shouts and applauding echoing in my ears. But, my mind wasn't on the game. It was on him. That body of his moving swiftly, skillfully, through the opponents of the opposite team. The mysterious spark that stayed in his eye and grin helped complete his figure. With a slight smile, I let my eyes wonder along his figure...
"Wildwing! Look out!" Nosedive's voice cut through my thoughts.
"Huh?"
The crowd and opposite team faded as I jerked my head up only to be smacked in the face with a puck. My skates slipped out from under me, causing me to fall back onto my rear. My eyes crossed and I sucked in a breath when the pain from my head and lower spine became known.
"Wing!"
"Wildwing!"
"Are you ok, big bro'?"
"Little friend, are you alright?"
"How many fingers am I holding up?"
The words swirled in my brain, making it feel a little queasy. With my head in my hands, I lightly shoke it, attempting to shake the feeling away, only to result in a worse headache. Looking up at the concerned faces of my team, my vision wavered.
"Looky at the pretty little pucks, mommy," I muttered drowsily, pointing at the little pucks with wings flying around my head then fell backwards.
My head hit the ice and started to throb painfully with my heartbeat. Closing my eyes with a groan, I felt the pain fade and entered a world of carelessness...
Later:
When I opened my eyes again, I found myself in the medical bay, alone. Rubbing the bump on my forehead, I sat up and slowly climbed out of the infirmary bed. With a sigh and light shake of my head, to not rattle my brain any farther, I left the room and made my down the hallways and onto the roof of the Pond without anyone seeing me. I pushed the metal door open and took a deep breath of the fresh air. It was dark out and the light breeze was cool. Sighing, I went to the edge of the roof and set on the ledge with my legs dangling off the side. With another deep breath, I let my thoughts start to wonder to my subject of earlier...
' Duke, if only you knew... heh... who am I kiddin'? You'd probably kill me for just thinking of such things. Weird, huh? Here I am, the captain of a hockey and strike force team, fawning over one of my own teammates. And a guy, at that! I sighed, yet again. How long has it been, anyway? Four? Five months since we arrived on Earth? And since that day I saw you back on Puckworld... I can't help but think about you. I see you everyday, but think of you everyday and night. My dreams are set on you and I can't do anything about it... Not only your body... great body, to be correct, but just you as a whole. Just... you. I can't describe it even if I wanted to. Humph... even find you being a thief... no, ex-thief attractive. Or are you an ex-thief? Maybe you're just waiting until we get back home before you steal anything. And if you do, I just might consider in joining the Brotherhood....'
"Hey, Wildwing? What you doing up here?"
I jumped in shock, having to grab the ledge to keep from falling off the building, and looked over my shoulder to see none other than Duke coming towards me. Closing my eyes, I took a deep breath to calm my excited heartbeat.
"Hey yourself, Duke," I greeted him after I released my breath, "What's up?"
He gave a short laugh as he rolled his eyes, "Nothing, really, unless you consider Tanya's fit she's having because you disappeared. She said, and I quote, 'I leave him for five minutes, FIVE minutes!!! And when I come back, he's gone! Where could he go in five minutes?!"
I chuckled at the thought of her doing so with a shake of my head. Wouldn't be surprised if she did. That's just Tanya for ya'
"So, they sent you to find me," he avoided my gaze and looked out over the city after settling down next to me.
"No... actually, I came on my own..." he stated, bringing a knee to his chest and resting his chin on it.
"Ohh....."
Silence settled in between us so only the soft rustle of the wind and the sounds of vehicles passing were heard. My mind started to wonder again...
"Hey, Wing?"
"Yeah?"
"You hungry?"
'What kind of hungry, Duke?'
"A little, I guess... yeah, I'm hungry, why?"
"Well, I thought that maybe we could get out of here and go grab a bite to eat someplace, ya' know?" I eyed him curiously, "What?"
"Are you asking me on a date?" I half mean and half kidded the question.
"Well, ah... no... No, not unless you want it to be..." he looked away, a deep crimson rising to his cheeks before fading quickly.
'I'll take you up on that date, Duke. All you have to do is ask and I'll say yes.'
"Sure," his head snapped up and he gazed at me with his good eye.
"What do you mean, 'sure'?"
"Sure, I'll go with you," I defined.
'C'mon, Duke. Ask me for that date...'
I stood and offered a hand up, which, to my surprise, he accepted. We were soon off the roof of the Pond and walking into the city. Duke paused and motioned to me into a nearby alley. We climbed up the fire escape and onto the roof of the building. There, he led me to the other side of the roof and across the makeshift catwalk over another alley. It wasn't long until he finally stopped and crouched at the side of the building we were standing on.
"What's going on?" I asked, crouching next to him.
"Right there," he pointed to what looked like an old run-down restrant.
"What is that place?" he turned his head towards me with one of his famous grins, one of the things I found so attractive in him.
"One of the best spots to eat. Now don't go judging it from the outside, Wing. They make up some of the best dishes that only a king could deserve," his eye sparkled as he stood," C'mon."
Duke lowered himself down the side of the building. Looking over the ledge, I'd found he had jumped to an extended windowsill then dropped the rest of the way down to the ground. I followed and landed on the ground with much less grace. He was as agile as a cat, maybe more. He walked into the building and I followed, gazing around curiously. It was kind of dark, but a cozy dark, one that made someone feel welcome. Dim lights were lit along the walls and were brightened above the tables. The sitting arrangements were evenly spread out to make it feel less crowded. A small bar was nestled in one corner and a door leading into another room, most likely the kitchen, was a few feet away from it. A light chatter came from the dinners, making it seemingly quiet. Most said hello to Duke and welcomed me while the others gave a wave before resuming what they were doing. A young lady wearing a pair of unhemmed jeans, a light-blue tee-shirt, and tennis shoes came up to us.
"Hey, Duke. Nice to see you back. It's been a while. Ah... and who's this friend you have with you?" she pushed a bang of reddish-brown hair behind her ear while her teal colored eyes shone with the dim light.
"Hey, yourself, Kas," Duke greeted back with a grin, "Wing, this is Kassy. Kassy, Wildwing."
"Nice to meet you, Wildwing. It's a pleasure to have you here," she extended her hand out for a handshake.
I took her hand and shoke it.
"I guess you should thank Duke for bringing me," I stated to which she half smiled and rolled her eyes.
"Typical... C'mon," she lead us to a two seater booth and handed us... er... me, actually, a menu.
Kassy wrote something down on the pad in her hand while Duke sat across from me. I scanned over the booklet and glanced back up at Duke. He was so... handsome...
"...Wildwing, is it?"
"Huh?" Kassy pointed her pencil at me.
"What would you like to drink?" she repeated.
Heat rose to my cheeks in embarrassment.
"Sorry... ah... do you make half drinks?" at her confused look, I explained," You know, like you mix two different drinks together?" (an: trust me, these are good! Put your two fav sodas together... wow!)
"Oh... yeah, we can do that. First time it's ever been done here, but sure. What would you like?" she replied, a bit startled.
"I think I'll take a Pepsi and Dr. Pepper."
She quickly wrote it down," Alright.... I'll be right back."
That's when I realized Duke hadn't asked for a drink and I questioned him about it. He gave a laugh.
"I come here a lot, so, since I basically ordered the same thing each time I came, Kas just had me write down all my normal orders on a sheet of paper, and, volla!, all I've got ta' say is 1, 2, 3, 4, or 5. They write down my name with the number and go on," he grinned at me, the dim light casting a shadow over him.
"Interesting... they must know you pretty well," he leaned back in his seat and studied something behind me.
"...yeah... you could say that..." he closed his eyes and took a deep breath before opening them again," I really like this place. The people are really nice, wonderful service, same with the dishes. Usually, I sit in that seat over there in the corner..."
I glanced over at the darkest corner of the diner and knew why. That spot was a lot like Duke. Had his name all over it. It looked as dark as Duke seemed and just as secretive...
"Hey, how's the bump?" I looked up as him before touching the bump on my head again.
"Fine. Doesn't hurt unless I touch it. Why?" he shoke his head.
"Jus' wonderin.'"
I scanned over the menu.
"How's the shrimp plate?"
"Good. If ya' like shrimp," he folded his arms across the table and leaned on them.
"Oh... umm... what about the... smothered steak?" I felt his gaze on me, but didn't think nothing of it nor say anything about it.
"Oh... that one's jus' wonderful."
'Ok..., is it just me, or is there something about his voice..?'
I bit the inside of my cheek as I carefully chose what I wanted. Finally, I decided on the taco salad with a bit of hot sauce. I loved hot sauce, just not as much as my baby bro.' I just couldn't see myself eating that much of it.
After eating and just when I thought the night was over, Duke took me and showed me a part of the city I've never seen before. It was great. He was showing ME his world. Not Tanya. Not Mallory. Not Dive nor Grin. But me. I asked questions, he answered them. The rest of the night flew by unnoticed, so I was surprised to finally find myself and Duke sitting side by side on a building rooftop watching the ocean. I took a deep breath of the salty air and released it with a sigh.
"I had fun, Duke," he looked over at me.
"Glad you enjoyed it," he smirked at me.
A light feather soft touch brushed across my hand, causing me to look down. His fingers had lightly brushed my hand, most likely by accident. I looked back up to his shadowed face. I could sense he wanted to tell me something.
"Duke?" he closed his eye, heaving a sigh.
"This is where I go when I go out, Wing. I don't steal anymore. I come here to be on a place... I dunno'... I jus' had to tell somebody. To show them... my world.." he turned his face towards me," As I had rather it be you, Wildwing..."
Chapter 1
Authors notes: Well? What do we all think? Good? Bad? And look how long it is!! 10 pages of notebook paper!! Hey, tell me what you think, k?
Sailor Vegeta