I do not own Gundam Seed or its characters. Others not in the story belong to me.

Warnings: Some nudity, violence perhaps?


Chapter Two: Steam and Heat.

They had settled down to friendly lunch, not very appetizing but better than nothing. They spoke on the little things, musics, hobbies, things of that sort. Athrun made little robots and Heero made things blow up. The two spoke until Yzak decided to intrude upon their conversation, trying to grab Heero's attention but she would have nothing to do with him. So, she got up and left him gawking and gaping like a suffocating fish left out of the water for a little too long. Athrun soon followed behind her, a soft smile on his lips as he watched the curvature of her back and how she moved in the air almost like a swan. They were headed to her quarters again. As they reached it, Athrun drifted in without a second thought and sat on her bed. She just shrugged as she grabbed her specially designed phone and waited. A voice soon reached her ear.

"If you're looking for a good time, you called the right place." The voice laughed softly into her ear.

"Makoto," Heero said in a less-than-amused tone. Her eyes rolled as the voice coughed.

"Sorry, 'Ro. What's the word?"

"How is my baby doing?" Athrun raised a brow at that and she just waved him off, shaking her head.

"He is perfectly fine and you should have him in your possession shortly. No worries, love. I made sure to put the Fragile Sticker on him." Laughter soon followed after the statement.

"Hm...Thank you."

"De nada, mi amour. Caio." Click.

Clamping her phone shut and placing it on her desk, Heero glanced at Athrun with bored eyes. For a long while, there was only silence minus her shifting to put her hands into her pockets. Athrun was slightly uncomfortable, not used to the silence that hovered around them so easily. Coughing to get her attention, he soon spoke.

"Your baby?"

Heero let a ghost of a smile coat her lips. "Yes. My gundam will soon be on bored. Hence, my baby."

"I see."

She said nothing. Looking out her window, she noticed how the stars just seemed more alive than on Earth. Yes, she was in space and all that crap, but it was such a contrast that it stopped her breath. It was a truly beautiful thing. Cracking her neck and rolling her shoulders, she soon exited her room, knowing Athrun would follow with a question on his lips. He never seemed to run out of them with her around. Perhaps with someone of the opposite sex, there were only questions. She didn't care much and didn't bother to dig any deeper than that. For once, she decided to ask a question.

"What is there to do for fun around here?" It seemed very out of place.

"For...fun?" He repeated. He didn't know how to answer.

"Yes."

"Well, hm, we could try..." He trailed off. His mind went blank. His brow wrinkled as he tried to think of something that wasn't too absurd an idea. The way the other guys passed the time was well...not appropriate. And would be way, way too forward of him. And wrong. Don't forget that. But still...He snapped his eyes away from her form. He was not suppose to be thinking like that at all. While he was having his inner struggle, Heero had been zoning out, not bothering to pay much attention to him until he came up with a suggestion. Since nothing was forthcoming, neither was her voice.

They drifted past the docking bay and turned down a long and painfully white hallway, the lighting hurting her eyes a bit. She blinked until her eyes adjusted. Sighing a little, her mind drifted back to the pleasant face of her great-grand father Heero, remembering a time when she was very young. He slipped the pendent into her hand with such gentle eyes even if he wasn't smiling. He said it had been a gift from his wife when they had gotten married and that he wanted her to have it. Her heart had beat so fast and she couldn't even say a word of thanks or anything. She had squealed, a girlish sound, and latched onto him so tight that it caused him to laugh, truly laugh and hug her back. Thinking of that time caused a bittersweet smile to etch onto her lips.

"Heero?"

Her mind snapped back to the present. "Yes?"

"I have to be heading off. I have some things to do," he was lying and yet he was telling to the truth. He had one thing to do and that was something private, very private.

She simply nodded and drifted away towards her room. Athrun waited until she was gone to venture back to his own quarters before his uniform could give him away.


He was almost to his room, he could see it in his sight until he was roughly shoved against a wall but none other than Yzak. Athrun gave him a cold stare as the silver-haired man before him offered him a smirk. At this close proximity...he might be able to tell. Athrum thought grimly before rolling his eyes. He was getting irritated that the man had said nothing while he held him pinned. As if on cue, Yzak spoke.

"Zala...I see you and the she-devil are getting rather close. Care to tell why?" His eyes were cold and harsh.

Athrun gave him an even colder stare. "It isn't your concern. We are allies, not enemies. Aren't we suppose to cooperate with each other?"

"You seem more than willing to cooperate..." Yzak said with malice.

"You have an issue with this because she would rather talk to me than to you? Or is it because..." He smirked. "She makes you feel inferior."

Whack! Athrun's cheek stung from the punch, but he took it without flinching and simply glared at Yzak, not showing any emotion. He didn't deserve satisfaction or a reaction. Yzak glared and released him with an aggravated huff, drifting away angrily, his shoulders squared. Athrun wiped the blood from his lip as he hurriedly went into his room.

He needed some kind of relief, any thing would help. So, he came up with one solution. He tore at his uniform with precision before he practically sprinted into his shower. The water was hot but he slowly turned it down to cold, just enough to cool him off. In every sense of the word. He hadn't felt his hormones raging like that around any woman, at least not for a long time. After a long time in the shower, his lower body under control, Athrun stepped out, wrapping a towel about his waist loosely. As he headed towards where his clothing was strewn about, he heard a knock before his door opened, Heero looking at him in mild curiosity. Nothing could conceal him nor the way her eyes roamed over him in a quick but heated way. He felt the blood rushing downward once more.

"I...came to see if you wouldn't mind..." For once in her known life, Heero could find nothing to say. All she could do was focus on the smooth contours of his chest, his shoulders, his wet locks, the way the towel sagged just a little at his hip...She had seen plenty of men naked, half-naked, the works. Her unit was composed of men and she was constantly seeing them in the various stages of undress, but she had known them since they were toddlers. This was very different from family and friends. This was something very, very new and not expected. She felt the blood start to rush to her face while she felt a tightness down below that she couldn't explain. Shaking her head, trying to gain her bearings, but in that moment, he had stepped closer to her.

"Mind what?" he asked casually, but there was something in his voice that was making it rough and very appealing. He had this predatory feel to him that Heero just couldn't shake. She was not prepared for any of this.

Grabbing hold of her resolve and stubborn pride (she would not be made a fool over something so trivial), she stared straight at him. "I was going to see if you wouldn't mind speaking with the repairmen about my gundam's placement since I am to be briefed on the situation at hand for the next several hours and my gundam is to arrive shortly." She placed her hands behind her back.

He thought about it for a moment before stepping back towards his pile of clothes. He gave a soft shrug. "Sure, I don't mind. I know how those meetings can be." Did it sound like he was a bit disappointed? He hoped not.

"Thanks..." Heero said awkwardly, not sure of what to do now. Just looking around a moment, she slipped out the way she had come, let the door close before letting out a very deep breath.

Athrun sighed as he began to dress.

That wasn't over-stepping boundaries or any thing. He thought with a glum smile. Pulling on his clothes and moving out of his room, he went to the repairmen to speak about Heero's gundam.


Wow. I updated. Haha. ) Anyways, hope you guys enjoy it.