Author's Note: So here I am once again this is just basically a hugely PWP lots of sex close I can get to erotica I think. I am posting the tamed down version of this one here if you want to read the 'unrated cut' please see my livejournal account through my author's page. So that said this is based off the manga MANIAKKU NI AISHITE fantastic yaoi comic. I read it and totally saw Heero and Duo playing out the parts, so it's done in three parts with two interludes. I hope it translated well!

Story: 01x02 Heero a total otaku falls for Duo a real person in his class. Things begin to heat up when Heero's imaginary world begins to collide with reality. Can he be the cool man Duo is looking for?

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Part 1 – Lesson in Cool

"Oh my god look at the guy over there!
"What a geek!" the girls laughter and taunts didn't even register with teen sitting on the train headed for school. He was absorbed in the manga in front of his face. Cute little anime girls smiled up at him from the pages of his magazine. The teens name was Heero Yuy, age seventeen and he made no effort to deny the fact that he was an otaku. He loved cute little, pure girls taken for the first time.

The train rolled to a stop, closing his magazine Heero pushed his glasses up his nose standing he moved to exit the train. Passing by the previously jeering girls he obliviously passed them by ignoring their flushed faces and slight attempt to get his attention. What did he need real girls for?

His head still in the clouds he made his way to school, taking his normal seat suffering through class until lunch rolled around and he could once more take out his magazine. With a satisfied sigh he leaned back in his desk picking up in the manga where he'd left off until… "Oi! Heero!" a pale hand pushed the magazine down. Blue eyes hidden behind thick frames slowly looked up that slender hand to the arms attached, moving further into violet eyes looking at him with a mixture of exasperation and something else. " Still reading this trash Heero?" Duo Maxwell. The long haired teen had been in his class since the beginning of the year and for whatever reason had taken exception to Heero and his hobby. Shaggy brown hair further obscured his face, for which Heero was thankful for as his face heated in a blush.

"Well lately I'm really into the cosplay, and I'm enjoying the maid fantasy as well…" Duo didn't know what to say, "Duo could you move your hand please? Your leaving marks on my book." The pale hand jerked away as Duo's friends called him back across the classroom, "Never mind Duo, what happened with that girl last night?" moving back across the classroom Duo couldn't help but toss Heero one last parting look at the tall broad figure hunched over his desk, shaggy hair falling in his face those glasses sliding down his straight nose only to be pushed back into place. With a sigh he turned to the conversation, "Had other plans so I didn't go," he mumbled yawning.

Across the room Heero peaked out between his bangs, watching every delicate movement the other teen was making. His heart beat wildly in his chest, his face was hot, quickly he looked down at his magazine.

-#-#-#-

Heero sat in his room watching the anime flicker on the screen, it was one of his favorites, school girl being forced by a group of boys to submit. Heero sighed he'd never cared what the others at school had thought of him. He lived in his own word of two dimensional women he could fantasize about. The porn flick continued to race across the screen, reaching down Heero griped his already straining erection. Pushing his boxer briefs down he pumped at his erection watching as the girl was being slammed on TV. His breathing became harsh and uneven. His speed picked up, the girl on the screen suddenly melted into a flushed, slim Duo moaning in pure pleasure. Heero's eyes were screwed tight as he watched the fantasy play out. With a strangled cry he came into his hand, the orgasm sudden and powerful.

Staring at the pearly fluid dripping off his fingers, he felt his heart rate return to normal. He'd just cum thinking about Duo…

-#-#-#-

The next day at school Heero studiously avoided Duo, passing him by in the hall despite the other trying to engage him. Duo glared angrily at the broad back that was completely ignoring him. Heero was his part was deep in thought trying to reason his way out of the events of yesterday. He'd been telling himself all day that it had been nothing but a fluke. He couldn't have been turned on by a gay fantasy there was no way. It was simple it's had been a complete accident there was nothing to worry about…so did he feel even more confused every time he saw the brunette man pass him by with a glare.

His confusion lasted him into the evening before his mind was taken up with new thoughts of the midnight release of a new game. Happily he lined up with the rest of the otaku. Excited for the game he smiled happily reading his magazine and waiting, until a very familiar voice caught his attention. "That sounds like Duo…" he mumbled turning, with surprise he saw his classmate pulling his arm away from what looked like a business man. Surprised he watched the drama unfolded, "No let go! I said I didn't want to see you anymore!" he turned to walk away the man grabbing him again pleading with the teen to not leave.

Surprised he dropped his book with a rather loud "Duo!" the long haired teenager froze, a delicate flush appearing across pale cheeks as he slowly turned to the source of the yell. The two froze staring at one another for long moments, until with a huff Duo turned to storm off and Heero was left with his mind in turmoil.

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Heero sat staring at the back of Duo's head in class, he hadn't got his game last night, he'd barely slept. He kept seeing the scene over and over again in his head, had that meant Duo was gay? Did he like men? That idea had seemed to take root in his mind, his imagination was beginning to run away with him.

He couldn't focus on class, he was absorbed with watching the other boy across the room, the long chocolate coloured braid that fell to slim hips. Large violet eyes that he knew were probably focused on the board ahead as the teacher spoke. He wasn't as tall as Heero himself, standing maybe five nine, but he was slimmer then Heero his shoulders more narrow. His limbs long and supple, pale milky skin was showed his flush easily. He was very attractive…Heero's mind pictured the scene again that pale skin pushing him forward, panting, sweating begging with his hips raised for Heero to enter him. Heero was instantly rock hard and throbbing, and a sudden realization…he liked Duo!

With a pained cry he stood upright in the middle of the teachers lecture looking very lost and confused. The teacher glared at him until he once more resumed his seat the rest of the class snickering behind their hands. Clutching at his chest Heero tried to steady his breathing but the thoughts persisted everything Duo did grabbed his attention.

The way he casually flipped his braid over his shoulder while talking to his friends, the way he licked cream from the corner of his mouth at lunch. His face had taken on a perma-flush by the time gym class rolled around and even then as they stood outside on the track he watched as Duo adjusted his short, tiny little shorts accidentally reveling a glimpse of the pale firm globe of his ass to the sharp eyes of Heero following his every move. With a cry the tall figure took off at top speed down the track trying to clear his mind of all thoughts, "Well done Heero!" the instructor cried as the teen sped back and forth.

Duo was watching Heero run until there was a cry of "Watch out!" turning he wasn't quick enough the errant soccer ball caught him in the side of his head sending him crashing to his knees. He winced in pain looking at the now bleeding leg, "I'm fine he mumbled," as the rest of the class gathered around him. About to get up he suddenly found himself being lifted clear off the ground and into strong arms. "Wha-" he cried as he was cradled against a strong chest. "I'll take him to the nurses office!" Heero declared turning he began to run with his burden, before the instructor could reply. The rest of the class watched as he disappeared back into the school. "Wow…Heero's so fast," mumbled one of the other students. Laughing another turned back to the lesson, "Yeah but he's a huge geek."

Heero ran with his precious cargo all the way to the nurses office where he shouldered the door open yelling as he did, "Nurse! There's an injured person!" his dramatic entrance was met with an empty silent room. Apparently the nurse had already went on lunch break. Still standing with Duo in his arms he nearly jumped when a small voice came from the direction of his chest, "Ummm…could you maybe put me down now?" With a silent nod he stepped towards the bed gently depositing his burned on the cot.

Turning away he pushed his glasses up his nose once more before looking in the medicine cabinet for gauze pads and rubbing alcohol for the cut. His hands shaking he tried to be cool, turning back to the cot he saw Duo long slim leg drawn up to his chest as he looked at the small cut on his knee. Heero's mind was running away with him it was almost like one of his computer games. Where he made a decision on whether to treat the wound or push him down on the cot…he choose the former kneeling before the other teen, "Let me see you leg so I can clean it." Grasping the limb he gently dabbed at it with the sterile pad, his heart thrumming.

Why didn't…why didn't you tell everyone about me?" came the voice above him. Surprised Heero looked up into large dark eyes, and cutely blushing face, "I always treat you so badly, now is your chance to get even with me Heero. I talk about girls all the time but I prefer men…I'm a pervert…I disgust you don't I!" those beautiful eyes were welling up with tears. "I prefer men and I open my legs for them like some cheap whore…" Heero could feel his whole body tensing, his mind game once more gave him a choice continue dressing the cut or push him down on the cot. This time he choose the second, popping up off his knees he pushed his lips harshly against Duo's.

The other teen was surprised suddenly he was pushed back into the bed a very enthusiastic but inexperienced Heero kissing him for all he was worth. Pulling away he mumbled a "What are- " before his lips were once more claimed by the taller boy. Moaning involuntarily Duo felt callused hands creep up inside his shirt pushing the fabric up wards. Tongues dueling, long wet kisses that seemed to go on forever. Duo's head was spinning, the emotions taking hold were intense and instant. Both boys were rock hard, erections pressed together inside their tight gym shorts. Pulling back Heero panted looking at the wanton picture presented to him, panting flushed disheveled Duo looked at him with hazy purple eyes, "Heero…" he murmured, ignoring him the taller teen pulled him closer his mental voice screaming at him, 'More' he wanted to touch, to taste, to feel every inch of the beautiful teen before him. "Stop it Heero!" Duo cried, not listening Heero griped slim thighs hands moving dangerously close to his straining erection. "No!" the other cried kneeing Heero hard in the chest.

With a grunt of pain Heero pulled away curling in on himself, panting Duo jumped off the cot wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. "Just because I'm gay doesn't mean I'll do it with just anyone! Don't be stupid!" he stormed towards the door. Before exiting he turned looking back firing off one last shot, "Who would ever want to go out with an otaku who looks like you?" he slammed the door behind him leaving a pained Heero collapsed on the bed. He felt like crying, he'd really fucked that up… tears gathered in deep blue eyes leaking out of the tightly shut lids and running down his face. "I love you Duo…" he whispered into the empty room.

-#-#-#-

"Look at that guy!"

"He looks like a movie star…or a model."

"Is he a new transfer student, he's so cool…"

The class watched as the figure moved across the room, whispering and staring openly at the incredibly good looking teen that had entered. All watched as he strode to his desk to sit, "No way! It's Heero!" the hearing that Duo spun in his seat to look, and he couldn't help his jaw dropping. It was Heero…but not the Heero anyone had ever seen. Duo knew he was tall and broad shouldered standing close to six five, but his hair was now streaked through with blonde making it much lighter. His thick glasses were gone, contacts Duo guessed. Without the thick frames Heero's eyes were reveled, a deep blue, the colour of the summer sky and just as intense and beautiful. It was no wonder he was causing a sensation he was gorgeous. His white shirt was slightly unbuttoned revealing the strong column of his throat he looked so cool. Duo felt his cheeks heat in a blush, as blue eyes pinned him instantly. Quickly he turned around once more but, Heero was never far from his mind.

In the week that followed his amazing transformation Duo saw and heard stories of the girls who were lining up to confess their love to the now hot Heero in hopes of landing him for a boyfriend. The rest of the boys in their class were in awe of his prowess as girls form other schools also confessed. Watching out the window as some girl handed him a letter Duo idly listened to the chatter of his friends, "It was like his otaku self was a lie, how could he have been that cool the whole time?" Duo didn't reply but he did look around when the door opened and the figure in question walked in.

Stepping close to the braided teen, Heero leaned in close, "Good morning Duo," he said with a charming smile. Blushing Duo looked away, his mind going back to that passionate moment they'd shared in the nurses office and his flush deepened. Moving away Heero took his seat folding his hands in front of him, trying to look as cool as possible in case Duo was watching. The brunette looked so cute today, just like he had that day in the nurses office. Heero internally sighed he'd forgotten himself pushing the smaller teen down and forcing himself on Duo. If it had been a game he would have simply restarted and fixed it, life though…and lover were not a game. It was going to take some work.

He had already started though, Duo's parting shot at him saying he was to much of an otaku had hit home. He'd done his utmost to change that, now time to put phase two of his plan into action. Waiting for lunch bell, he grabbed Duo by the wrist gently, "Lets eat lunch together today Duo," he said with a smile, he pulled the smaller man behind him. "Heero! Let me go!" he said putting up mild resistance but in the end joining him on the bench in the courtyard to eat lunch. It was a beautiful day anyway, "Whether is so nice today glad we came outside," Heero said leaning back looking at the sky. Duo focused on his sandwich mumbling to himself, "Why am I eating lunch with you…" he felt a gentle hand on his cheek surprised he looked into blue eyes so closed to his own. "What are you doing…" he gasped, he felt those finger wipe something from the corner of his mouth Heero licked his thumb. Duo watched the movement, Heero darkly handsome face looking at him steadily,

Heero watched as Duo returned to eating, he felt proud of himself. He'd decided to get rid of everything bad in his life. To become handsome, cool, popular. He'd read magazines, went to a stylist, exercised and improved his body all in an effort to impress Duo.

He desperately hoped it was working as he followed behind Duo, the other looking at him angrily, "How far are you planning to go?" Heero smiled, "Isn't it obvious I'm escorting you home." Heero looked side long at Duo he looked flustered, and hot…and so damn cute. His heart did a back flip in his chest. "Duo…" he murmured swooping in his time for a gentle kiss. It was soft, slow, and infinitely tender…until Duo pushed him away suddenly.

"You went and made yourself all cool, but your still just an otaku! Now your being spoiled by all those girls constantly. Don't misunderstand." With that he turn and ran the rest of the way home. Heero dragged himself home miserable he sat hunched against the wall his Uncle looked at him despairingly. "What happened this time Heero? You said make you cool, I thought that as going to solve your problems." Sighing the teen on the floor looked up at his young handsome Uncle Trowa. An erotic novelist who was currently very popular. Feeling like he was about to cry Heero looked at his feet, "I changed my approach became popular, I didn't kiss him like I did before. I was much smarter about it…but Duo didn't like it at all." Trowa smiled putting his cigarette out, "Heero you're a good kid, your heart is in the right place. Real love isn't some game though Heero," sighing he settled in a chair not to far away from the sulking teen, "You can't make someone love you if they don't. You have to think of the other person and what they are feeling." With a smile he stood ruffling his nephew's hair, "The course of true love never did run smooth." With that he left the now seriously thinking Heero.

-#-#-#-

"Thank you but I cannot accept your feelings, I love someone else." Heero turned away from the girls catching sight of Duo was he was leaving school their eyes met briefly. Heero heard Trowa's words ringing in his head. He can't force his feelings on Duo, he didn't want to be hated. With one last feeling glance he turned away from his love.

Surprised Duo stood watching him walking away, until a car pulled up beside him with the window rolled down. He recognized the man behind the wheel it was his ex. "What are you doing here?" The man in the car shrugged, "I haven't seen you in a long time so I came to see you."

"I told you the last time I didn't want to see you anymore." Duo turned but the next words out of his mouth stopped him dead. "Oh yeah? And what if I told everyone what you do…" the long haired teen felt shame creep across his body.

Heero watched some distance away as Duo first turned away from the man in the car before he turned back and opened the door. Heero recognized the man from when he'd seen them fighting while he'd been in line. His body began to shake, the words repeating in his head, he had to respect Duo's wishes, if this is what he wanted…"Damn it!" he cursed marching across the entrance grabbing the Duo's slim wrist pulling him out of the car and away. "Heero!" Duo gasped as the taller teen pulled them away from the car and back towards he school.

Heero dragged him back into the now empty school, a protesting Duo following. "Heero what are you doing? What are you planning?" angrily Heero shouted back, "I don't want that man touching you!" he cried out. Duo halted surprised, "I'm sorry if that's the person you love then I understand and I have no choice but to give up. I have to consider your feelings." Duo didn't move, "What…my feelings?" before he exploded, "What are you talking about? You have all those girls changing you now you don't have time to deal with me. If all you want is sex then will be more then happy to accommodate you."

Angry Heero pushed Duo up against the wall, "Don't you get it!" he cried arm on either side of the slim teen trapping him. "I only want you! I only want to touch you!" chest heaving he lowered his voice, "I want to lick you all over, hear your gasping voice. My head is constantly full of thoughts of you." He stared steadily into surprised violet eyes, "I love you Duo." Looking away Duo stared at the broad chest in front of him, "You changed so much, your so cool now…but I knew before you changed. I loved you for so long." He got out wrapping long arms around Heero burying his face in that strong chest.

He felt well-muscled arms returning the hug before tilting his face upwards, Heero claimed his mouth. Duo's last coherent thought was Heero was getting better at kissing. The messy haired teen was not going to stop, not this time. He sunk to his knees taking Duo with him. Eager hands quickly shed Duo's pants reveling his tightly whites, Heero felt his temperature rise. He unbuttoned Duo's shirt before shedding his own pants not bothering with his shoes or socks. "Want to lick every inch of you…" he muttered kissing his way across the slim chest teasing little pink nipples. "Look they're so cute, got so hard…" he licked the little nubbins causing Duo to buck into his mouth with a soft cry.

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"What the hell Heero!" Duo looked in disbelief at the shelves in Heero's room. Book upon books, as well as tapes all labeled with his name. "It's my Duo collection!" Heero looked around pleased, dumbfounded Duo started at pictures of himself, sleeping, eating, at school. "I won't let a single opportunity to record you get away." Heero kissed him gently on the cheek, with a wide smile.

Pulling away he eagerly grabbed one of the tapes off the shelf, "I got a really cute one of your sleeping face! Want to watch it together?" with a sigh of resignation he crawled over to Heero pulling the tape out his hands and throwing it over his shoulder. "Heero, even though you have me here, your ignoring me. The me in the video can't hold you, kiss you, touch you…can't do anything!" Smiling gently Heero pulled him close kissing him softly, Heero guessed he'd always be an otaku…a Duo otaku.

TBC..,

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