Title: I need a Heero

Chapter: One

Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing. If I did, Duo would have joined in on killing Relena instead of stopping Heero.

Author: East Side

DUO'S POV

"Ma'am, I'm positive I gave you the correct amount of change." I said, talking to the eccentric old woman in the bright purple coat and the straw hat. "But if you insist, I'd be glad to send you on up to the managers office." I finished, anxious to hand the problem woman over to Hilde to handle. The lady, who looked to be about fifty years old, stuck her nose in the air and marched on over to Hildes office.

I sighed in relief. My shift was finally over.

Shedding the store apron that I was forced to wear over my leather pants and black shirt, I grabbed my jacket and made my getaway before Hilde came out ranting and raving. Heading out the door, I began the long walk back to the orphanage. Unfortunately all the kids would be in bed, since it was approaching midnight, so there would be no smiling faces to cheer me up after my miserable day.

Are you curious as to what happened to make my day so terribly bad? Good! Now I have someone to rant to!

Alright! First things first...

Sister Helen informed me this morning that our main benefactor is going to stop giving us money. Without that money the orphanage may have to be shut down. I can't let that happen. Tomorrow I'm going to look for a better paying job..I'm pretty sure anything will be better paying than working as a cashier at a supermarket.

And then, around five o'clock, the sexiest guy my violet eyes has ever had the privilege to see walked into the store and therefore into my life. He even ended up at my cash!

What's wrong with seeing the hottest guy you've ever seen, you wonder?

Well...

I didn't know I was gay until that moment.

It's quite disturbing when you first find out you're gay...

I'll tell you what made hottie sexy...

The guy was about my height with chocolate not-to-be-tamed hair. He had tight leather pants that rode low on his slim hips and a white tank top. The summer heat must have taken it's toll on him because held his jacket in his right hand...In his other he held...

Strawberry scented lube!

No doubt that this guy was gay...

I guess he spotted the blush on my face because the young stranger glared as if he was daring me to say something. usually I would have said a smart remark, not caring about getting my face mangled, but right then I was too busy drowning in the depth of those cold, blue eyes...

Recovering, I shook my head to clear it from the daze I had sunk into. I quickly tallied up the purchase, placed in a bag and handed it back to him. Just before he walked out of the store my mouth had started working again.

"Have a very, nice night!" I called out to the stranger. He had glanced back at me and smirked. Damn was he hot when he smirked...

Anyways...

So the orphanage might be shut down and it's only hope is a gay seventeen year old...

The world is cruel.

Or so I thought until a shiny new silver Mercedes stopped beside me. I was only about a quarter of the way to the orphanage. The tinted window came down, revealing the same sexy guy from earlier.

"Want a ride?" He asked, his deep voice making my knees weak.

I hesitated.

What if he was a mass murderer or something?

Then he smirked again, as if he would read the thoughts that ran through my head. That's when I made my decision. I was going to see that smirk as much as possible. Denying myself that would be like ripping my heart out and wishing me the best of luck.

So I nodded and walked around to the passenger side and opened the door.

Taking a seat on the black leather I vaguely wondered how much food this could have bought for the kids...

"I gotta warn ya, I live pretty far from here." I said, as he began to drive...Quite fast.

"That's fine." He said, turning up the music. It was techno. The type that's great to dance to.

"I'm Duo Maxwell." I said, aching in know this strangers name.

"Heero Yuy." He said, glancing at me. I smiled, thinking of the song 'I need a hero.'

We approached downtown and evidently, a brawl had begun in front of one of the gay nightclubs. It was six against two, but the two looked to be handling themselves quite well. Heero brought the Mercedes to a screeching halt and jumped out of the car.

Exiting it also, I ran over behind Heero, guessing that the two were his friends and four against six is better than three against six.

Heero said nothing, instead he wrenched one tough looking guy off of a blonde fellow and connected his fist with his face. Continuously.

Shrugging, I joined in the brawl. The Shinigami coming out in me as I fought side by side with Heero, the blonde and a guy with freakish brown hair.

Eventually they got the hint that they were not going to defeat us, they all took off running. But not before one yelled back over his shoulder;

"Bunch of fucking queers!"

My face flushed but the other three looked pretty accustomed to it. The brown haired guy gathered up the blonde in his arms and he nodded in thanks. The blonde looked worse for wear with blood spurting out of his lip.

"Quatre?" the brown haired guy said.

"Oh, don't worry yourself, Trowa. I'll be fine." The blonde replied, wrapping his arms around Trowas neck.

"Lets dance." He heard him whisper into Trowas ear.

Quatre turned and said; "Thanks Heero. Who's your...Friend?"

There's that blush again...

Damn it!

"This is Duo Maxwell." Heero said, taking notice of the red tint on my cheeks. "Thank you as well, Duo." Quatre said. "We're going inside, wanna come?" He asked Heero and I.

Heero glanced at me.

"I..I can't." I said.

Heero dropped my gaze.

'Oh great, now he thinks your straight!' I thought.

I'll fix that...

"I would, but I have to get up early tomorrow." I stated, clearly making it known that I was gay. Heeros cobalt eyes flashed towards me and he smirked. Trowa had begun kissing Quatre's neck and the blonde giggled.

"I'd better get Trowa on the dance floor before he finds another blonde to dance with." He said.

"You know you're the only blonde for me." Trowa murmured against Quatres neck.

"Oh yeah! Thanks for getting the lube for us, Heero." With that they turned and walked inside the gay nightclub, hand in hand.

I grinned like an idiot. So it wasn't for him...

Heero headed back towards the car which was still on the street and successfully blocking traffic.

I said; "I can walk you know. I don't to ruin a perfectly good night of dancing for you just to drive me home." Opening his door, he replied;

"I don't want to dance alone tonight."

"Well I'm certain there will be people willing to dance the night away with you." I said, visibly giving him the once over. He smirked again, to my delight and said;

"You're the one I want to dance with."

My eyes flew wide open in surprise. I had never gotten a suggestion like that from another male. We got in the car and he asked;

"How long have you been out of the closet?"

"Ah...well...since...never?" I replied. "So you're a closet case." Heero stated. I blushed again and nodded.

We'll have to change that." Heero said, reaching over and caressing his hand down my cheek.

'Oh Shinigami...'

A/N: Please review and tell me what you want to see in the future chapters!