Duo tossed on his bed waking Heero who slept in another bed next to his. Heero glared over at his roommate. Why did he have to share a room with the loud baka? It was hard enough to control himself during the day, but it was nearly impossible to do so at night. Even for the perfect soldier. Duo wore tight half shirt and tight short shorts with no boxers at night. Was that not an uncontrollable temptation? Heero sighed. Now that he was awake and probably not going to be able to get back to sleep, what was he suppose to do? Trowa, Quatre, and Duo had decided that it was a good time for a vacation. Heero and Wufei were just dragged along. And Duo had taken Heero's laptop so he couldn't work. He had to find out where he had put it. Heero slipped out of his bed with a loud sigh and headed for the kitchen. Maybe he could find something to do in there. Halfway there Heero stopped dead in his tracks. He could hear loud moans coming from Trowa and Quatre's room. They had left the door open. Heero looked at his options: 1- pass by the room on his way to the kitchen. or 2- don't go to the kitchen. Not a hard choice. Changing direction Heero headed for the library. He hadn't gotten much time to read for several years, maybe he could find an interesting enough book to read.
Duo turned over sleepily and opened his eyes. Morning. He hated mornings. Then he noticed Heero sitting in a chair reading. That wasn't something Duo had ever seen Heero do before. And Duo watched Heero far more often than the other boy knew. Pasting one of his infamous smiles on Duo jumped out of bed like he was ready for the day. Which he wasn't. Nobody knew just how hard it was to be the always happy and energetic of the pilots. Duo sighed inertly. He really wanted to lay back down and cus at the sun for coming up before he was ready. Grabbing some clean clothes Duo took one last sideways glance at Heero before he literally hopped into the bathroom for a shower.
"Hey, Heero. Where's Duo?" Quatre asked. He was in the kitchen making pancakes. Trowa was cooking scrambled eggs next to him. After Duo has gone to the bathroom for a shower Heero had finished his book. He was a little irritated because that had been a good story. "He's taking a shower," Heero answered as he sat down at the table across from Wufei, who looked like he was meditating. Quatre nodded. Duo seemed to love showers. He would often take two or three in one day. Wufei opened his eyes for the first time since Heero had entered the room and muttered, "Here comes the noisy baka."
Duo jumped into the kitchen and began to sing a happy song about the sun coming up and the birds singing at the top of his voice. Quatre laughed and Duo could see a microscopic smile cross Trowa's face. Wufei, on the other hand, covered his ears and Heero didn't even respond. Duo finished his song as he plopped down in his chair next to Heero. "What's for breakfast, Quat?" He asked. Quatre laughed at the nickname. "Pancakes and scrambled eggs," he answered. "YIPPEEEE!!" Duo yelled. That was his favorite. Wufei grimaced at the unexpected outburst and glared at Duo. Duo completely ignored the death glare and began to sing his own song about pancakes and scrambled eggs.
Heero wanted to laugh, but the perfect soldier wasn't suppose to have emotions. It was dangerous enough having these feelings for Duo, another gundam pilot, and someone who put his life on the line daily. Heero could definitely see it causing his death. Especially if he had to go rescue Duo someday. Discretely glancing at Duo, Heero saw Duo swipe at a loose hair that was tickling his nose for the third time. The hair immediately went back to the exact spot it had been a second earlier and Heero had to control the urge to move the hair for Duo. That would be completely out of character for the perfect soldier. The other gundam pilots would probably think he had gone crazy.
Duo swiped at the hair with irritation for the third time. It just wouldn't stay. Suddenly Duo noticed Heero's hand twitch. He wished Heero was thinking about moving the hair for him, but that would be impossible. Why would the perfect soldier leave character for someone like him. Heero fit a wife as perfect as him, and Duo didn't doubt Heero deserved a perfect woman. If there was one thing that Duo had learned, it was that dreams and wishes didn't take you far. Action did, but how could he ever take action. What was the chance that Heero, the perfect soldier in body, mind, and everything else, would ever give Duo, the not so perfect drop out, a chance. 0.00000 chance is what.
Quatre could see Duo and Heero fighting with themselves from across the room. He hadn't missed Heero's hand twitch, and he saw Duo notice it, but those two were in a difficult situation. He just couldn't think of any way he could possibly help them. "Leave it, love. I'm sure they'll make it there someday," Trowa whispered in Quatre's ear. Quatre smiles happily. Trowa was probably right. Those two would make it there eventually. They both loved the other so much. It was just too bad Quatre couldn't give them a tiny push.
Duo watched Heero washing his gun. 'If only he'd wash my gun' Duo quickly pushed the thought away, but it was too late. An image of Heero washing Duo had given him a hard- on. Now he had to sneak away to the bathroom and take care of it. Nobody seemed to realize it, but Duo didn't really like to take showers several times a day. Once was enough for him, but being around Heero all day had made it impossible. Now Duo had to sneak off every once in a while and take care of himself. He couldn't exactly walk around with a big bulge in his pants, someone would notice sooner or later. Plus it wasn't that comfortable. With a hidden sigh Duo got off his bed and slunk to the bathroom. At least the sound of the shower was loud enough to drown out his moans.
Heero watched Duo head for the bathroom. Another shower. 'Oh, the things I could do to you-' Heero halted the thought and quickly got a certain part of his body back under control. If he had continued that thought just a little more he wouldn't be able to calm his body down. Duo was so beautiful. Heero couldn't imagine just how gorgeous Duo could be with his hair down. Just the thought made Heero's mouth water. 'Oh, beautiful Duo,' Heero thought.
"Heeeerrroooo," Duo moaned before releasing himself all over himself and the bathtub. After a moment of rest he began to clean up. He despised Heero for making him feel this way. He loved it and hated it all at the same time. 'If only that perfection was in my hands,' Duo didn't continue the thought as he felt himself start getting hard again. He didn't want to spend any more time in this shower. These visits were getting really old. He was going to puke the next time he came in this bathtub.
Heero had his boxers half off and no shirt on when Duo opened the door and walked in. "Oh! Oh, s-sorry!" Duo stuttered as he ran back out the door and slammed it behind him. Was it Heero's imagination or had Duo blushed? 'No, I'm just wishing. He was just embarrassed,' Heero paused at this thought. 'But why would he be embarrassed unless he had the same sexual orientation as me?' Heero asked himself. Heero shook his head. 'Just more wishing,' Heero assured himself as he finished dressing for his morning jog.
Oh, no! Duo was bright red with embarrassment and he had a large tell- tale bulge in his pants again. But this one was much larger than the normal ones. He'd seen Heero. And he was impressed. Heero would be big when he got a hard- on. 'Oops! Can't think like that now,' Duo scowled himself. He had bigger problems right now. He had another hard- on, but no excuse for heading to the bathroom again. Heero was in the bedroom and would open the door any minute while Duo had no way of hiding his problem. Not good. What could he do?
When Heero opened the door, Duo was nowhere to be seen. 'Wonder where he went,' Heero thought before he headed for the back door. A second after the door closed behind him Duo darted out from behind the curtains and ran into the bedroom. Heero decided to take the long trail. Maybe that would give him enough time to cool down. Duo just being near him made him hot. If Dr. J ever found out Heero was having these kinds of feelings he'd put Heero back through intensive training till Heero reverted into a robot. Literally. He was lucky he wasn't already one. It wouldn't be so hard if Heero hadn't been dragged along on this vacation of Quatre's. This was originally his idea, Trowa and Duo were just completely for it and thought it would be better if all the pilots came. Heero cursed Quatre in the 15 languages he knew and made up some of his own. It was getting harder everyday to be around Duo without reacting.