Author's Note: I don't own Gundam Wing. I appreciate reviews and CONSTRUCTIVE criticism. Enjoy.
DUO'S POVSometimes I miss the war. Now, don't get me wrong, I've witnessed more pain throughout my life AND the war to keep me slightly depressed for the rest of my life. However, my chaotic life never had time for love. Yeah, I said it. Love. I've never known anything to be this hard…and I've only been aware of this emotion for less than twenty-four hours. Yep, I'm complaining about an experience that I've barely experienced.
It started last night. As a preventer, I was escorting the Vice Foreign Minister to her house, after a long conference. My fellow gundam pilots are preventers also, and you'd think Mr. Perfect Soldier would have had the job…but I threatened him for it. Yep, believe it. See, Heero and I have been together on and off for almost two years…so you can imagine what I threatened to take away if he didn't let me have the job. At the time I didn't know why I wanted it. Sure Relena and I are close friends, (she took the news about Heero and I pretty well), but her and Heero have become practically brother and sister. You know, once Heero learned how to be human. Kudos to me.
Anyway, getting off subject, I walked Relena into her mansion and did my rounds to check the house's safety. The last room I checked was her bedroom, and once I gave her the green light she came in and almost immediately started undressing. Now, as a gay man, that shouldn't have fazed me…but only a select few people, Quatre and Trowa, know that I'm bisexual now. However, I've never been attracted to a female before Relena. Weird I know. Heero turned me gay, and the former Queen of the World turned me bi. So, needless to say when she started wiggling out of her skirt, I had to sit down to cover my shame.
After looking away to calm myself down, I asked in a pretend concerned voice, "Relena, I really hope you don't change in front of all your escorts." She laughs that slightly mischievous yet angelic laugh that I love, "Of course not Duo. Only Heero, and now you," she pauses, "Is there a problem?" Well I wouldn't say a problem per say, since I'm thoroughly enjoying the show…good thing I don't embarrass easily, "Hey if you're cool with it, I'm fine with it." Relena raises her eyebrows, and gives me a look that makes me regret the agreement. Good thing she thinks I'm gay…right? In no time she's wearing nothing but a white lace bra and matching bikini style panties. At 20 years old, Relena's body has blossomed quite nicely. Her breasts aren't big, but they're big enough for me to fantasize about them, feeling them against my bare chest as I press her against the wall…breathe Duo…down boy. Then there's her flat stomach, toned from weekly pilates for stress relief. I need some relief myself. "Duo, are you okay?" The goddess of my dreams looks at me in quiet concern as she…unclasps her bra. Just then…I got jealous. Yes, jealous. Another emotion I've never wasted my time on. I thought of all the men she's ever slow danced with at the millions of balls and galas full of stuffy, old, and mostly perverted politicians. I wanted to be the one protecting her, not Heero. At that realization, I got up, gave Relena a kiss on the cheek like I always did, and left.
Now, all I think about is her long beautiful hair cascading down her back. Running my hands through it as I kiss her soft luscious lips…Yep. I've got it bad. Sitting here, legs propped up on my desk in Preventers Headquarters, ignoring the paperwork from my last mission, you'd think I would at least give thought to my partner/lover on the other side of the office, working. As usual.
I give a long sigh, then hear a monotone voice say, "You know you wouldn't be so bored if you actually did some work." I roll my eyes, "I did enough work for today. It's almost quittin time anyway." I watch my partner/lover stop typing, and the infamous eye twitch only I can create. "Duo…we don't leave for another three hours." I stretch and nearly fall out of my chair at what Heero says next. "Okay, since you don't seem to have much to do lately, you're working tomorrow night at the gala celebrating the anniversary of the end of the war."
Are you shittin me!?! I hate those things!
"Are you shittin me!?! I hate those things!" I think out loud. Heero just shrugs off the incredulous look on my face and resumes his typing. "I was going to spare you to let you rest up for when I come over tomorrow night…"
I couldn't stop the goofy grin from showing on my face. Heero Yuy is my best friend above everything else, but he can be truly insatiable. I mean, usually that wouldn't be a problem…but my thoughts are on someone else. Like I said, this love thing is hard.
God, I hate galas. Whoever thought of putting thousands of the most corrupt, perverted old guys together in order to prey on poor Relena and Quatre, should be burning in hell. Having Quatre as Relena's date was a good idea; however, putting two of the most beautiful people in the room together is also bound to draw more attention than security is comfortable with. Thus making our jobs harder. Heero, Wufei, and I are working tonight. Wufei's the actual captain of tonight's guards, but Heero and I are assigned to Quatre and Relena, respectively. Apparently Relena requested having me to escort her more often… I'm not sure why, and neither is Heero.
Wait…who's that guy, and why is he walking towards Relena and Quatre? "01, you see him?"
"Affirmative. 02, you're closer. Go!"
BANG BANG"Shots fired! Vice Foreign Minister is down!"
Oh God.