Grease Chapter 2
Yaoi
I am but a normal human: I, sadly, don't own Gundam Wing.
Nor do I own anything as spectacular as Grease.
AFTER COLONY 198: The Sanc Kindom
"So, how's the scrap yard going Hilde?" Relena asked in the limo on the way home. Duo had managed to sit next to Heero.
"Well, as you know, we had an auction at the beginning of the month and made a lot of money with it. We may be able to add a gallery for the art." Hilde explained.
"Who makes the art exactly?" Heero piped in.
"Well we all do. I mean sometime's we all make one together when business is slow. Sometime's we make them ourselves, but that takes a longer amount of time. I've made only one of my own but Duo's made five." Hilde looked at Duo, starting a chain reaction of looks. He figured he was obliged to say something about his work. But he could barely sit still being with Heero again.
"Umm yea… but they weren't anything special. You know, little tweak here, little welding there and voila, you've got art." He smiled at them all. Heero put his calf on his other leg. Duo almost looked right at his crotch but managed to behave.
"I can't recall, but who made the work that we're receiving today?" Relena asked.
"Well, our boss came up with the concept but we all did work on it. Nothing that Duo or I did." Hilde answered. Duo stretched his arms and hit Heero on the head.
"Sorry, accident." Duo said at Heero's glare. It really was an accident.
"Oh, we're here!" Relena said as they all looked out the window at the regal mansion.
They pulled up to the gates and waited as they opened. "Oh, and I didn't know how long you were going to stay, and if you were, how many rooms you would need. So I have two but you're welcome to use only one if you'd like."
Hilde blushed and covered it with a little embarrassed laugh. Heero and Relena looked to Duo for an answer. Duo made a mental note to thank Hilde for that one.
"Two is fine. We're not together." Was all he managed to say. He tried to get a look at Heero's reaction but Heero had already begun to get out of the limo. Duo hadn't even noticed they were stopped.
Duo followed Relena and Hilde who were helped out by Heero. Duo was beginning to wonder if he had become a butler. He laughed to himself at the thought.
He got to the door of the limo and had a hand shoved in his face. It was Heero's. Duo shook his head and got out on his own, coughing a little from the sexual frustration. He turned towards the other three and smiled and they were on their merry way. The suited men were there waiting and escorted the four to the front door.
Duo set his small sack at the end of the bed and looked around. He stretched and rubbed his stomach under his shirt. There was window with a beautiful view of the front of the estate, a private bath, a chair in a corner with a little table and reading lamp. There was an ornate rug under the couch at the end of his bed. Mirrors were framing the door, and an overstuffed, really comfy looking chair sat on the left side of the door in which Heero stood. Some extra blankets were draped over the chair with some towels - wait.
"Heero!" Duo exclaimed as he took his hand out from under his shirt. "How long have you been there?" Heero looked unbelievable, arms crossed, feet crossed as he leaned against the door frame.
"Long enough to see that you obviously have an itch." He said eyeing Duo's stomach.
"Yea, I was stretching… just looking around, you know." Duo said shakily.
"Dinner will be at five. If you can, dress nice." Heero turned to leave.
"And if I can't?" Duo cringed.
"Follow me." Heero said without turning around. Duo took one last look around the room and began to walk stiffly behind Heero. "We will be going out tonight. We can't have you embarrassing Relena."
"Relena huh? So you call her by her first name." Duo asked.
"Yes."
"Heero are you a butler?" Duo asked without thinking. Heero snapped his head at Duo.
"No!" He almost shouted.
"Oh." Duo wiped his sweaty palms on his pants.
There was a long silence for the whole flight of stairs.
"That's not what I expected you to ask." Heero spoke quietly.
"What did you expect me to ask?" Duo asked just as quietly.
"Do you not know?"
"Maybe I do, maybe I don't. I'd find out if you told me." Still whispering.
"No. Figure it out." Heero was done.
"Why are we whispering?" Duo whispered.
"Come in." Heero said loudly; perfect timing. He opened some French doors and Duo found himself standing in a room lined with bookshelves full of books and three desks with a total of six computers. Duo looked at the bed. The sheets were black, with a black comforter. Duo instinctively walked toward it. As he got closer he noticed there was a black laptop on it, blending in with the comforter. Seven, he thought to himself. Seven computers total.
"What are you doing?" Heero asked from the far corner of the room as Duo made to sit.
"Sitting…" Duo said mid-sit.
"No. We're not here to sit. We're here to find you some appropriate clothes." Heero stated as he opened an armoire. Duo was taken aback to see all those clothes. There were so many, and color coordinated.
"I'm guessing that you wear about he same size as me." Heero said.
Duo could tell that the rich life had changed Heero a little. His room was clean, and his clothes color coordinated? Weird.
"Yours? I'm borrowing your clothes?"
"Affirmative." Heero said looking in his closet rather than at Duo. Duo looked Heero up and down and noticed his taught body, his long legs, small hips, tight stomach, and broad, lean shoulders. "Duo!" Duo was caught.
"Yea, I'd say about the same size." Duo looked Heero in the eyes. Heero wasn't looking back. His eyes were wandering over Duo's body. He noticed Duo watching him and looked away quickly into the armoire. He pulled at something black.
"Here. Try this." Heero said handing the black clothes to Duo. Duo unbundled the clothes and found that it was in fact black slacks. Heero's black slacks.
"Where's the bathroom?" Duo asked looking around for the bathroom. "Ah." He said as he spotted it and started walking to it.
"Just try them on here. I don't have the time to wait for you." Heero said impatiently. Duo stopped walking and turned around. He stood next to the bed post and unzipped his pants. He felt eyes watching him. He looked up and saw Heero watching him.
"Hurry. I have other places to be than finding clothes for your dumb ass." Heero turned towards the armoire again. Duo pulled his pants down and held onto the post for support when pulling them off. He got his pants down to his feel and realized he forgot to take off his shoes. He sat on the bed, pants around his ankles, black boxers the only covering up his frustration and started to pull off his boots. "What's your favorite color besides black?" He heard the other pilot ask from the armoire.
"Black." Duo said.
"I said besides black – you really are an idiot huh?" Heero said as he turned to face Duo.
"Why? I like black." Duo said pulling his pants over his shoeless feet.
"Why are you sitting on my bed?" Heero mocked.
"I had to take my shoes off. I forgot. Geez." Duo said standing up. He started to slip on the black slacks.
"Like I said; you're an idiot." Heero turned to the armoire and grabbed a black button up shirt and a black jacket. He kicked some black shoes out of the bottom of the armoire and reached into a drawer pulling out a black tie. He threw the bundle at Duo on the bed. Duo looked over at Heero in wonder.
"There. They should fit. If they don't, too bad. I'm going." Heero turned on his heel and walked out of the room leaving Duo in his boxers, slacks halfway up his legs, sitting on his bed in wonder. Duo pulled the slacks on and got up. He grabbed the clothes and left Heero's room with one last glance around it.
"Are you mad at him?" Heero heard a voice from behind him as he left his room. He recognized it as Hilde's. He spoke without turning towards her.
"He's the slowest human being on the planet."
"I know. Isn't he cute?" Hilde giggled.
"Hnnn." Heero scoffed.
"So you finally let him into your pants?!" Hilde teased.
"What?" Heero stopped and turned around.
Hilde was gone. He didn't have time to play these games. He was to be at a meeting with Relena soon. He turned and kept walking. Hilde's voice rang through his head. So you finally let him into your pants? Heero's mouth twitched. Yea, I guess I did.
Back in his own room, Duo took off the slacks and laid them on his bed. He hung the crinkled shirt and jacket on a hanger and hung them inside the bathroom on a hook on the door. He took off his tattered shirt and let his hair loose. Duo slumped into the bathroom and lifted the toilet seat to pee. He turned on the water in the shower and took off his boxers, throwing them outside the bathroom door, while waiting for the water to heat up. Once hot, he stepped in.
Heero walked towards Relena's office. He knocked on the door and waited for a reply.
"Come in." He heard her voice. He entered and walked through the entrance to see her. There was a man with her. He kissed her cheek and smiled at Heero, who did nothing back, and walked out of the room. Heero walked to her desk and sat in the chair opposite hers. "Are you alright? You look rather uptight." Relena asked the frustrated Heero.
"Duo." Heero spoke. He knew it sounded dumb but he couldn't concentrate.
"Ah, being his usual self I see." She gave Heero a knowing look.
"Something like that." Heero looked away from her eyes.
"Well I'm going to be attending a press conference next week. Are you going to join me?" Was this all she had to ask? Of course he was going to join her.
"I will be joining you." Heero answered.
"Well then you know the procedure. Here are the documents and ground layouts for the conference." She handed him a bundle of papers. "Thank you, by the way."
"For what?" He took the bundle.
"For always accompanying me. I know that there are other places you wish to go, but still you escort me." She leaned back in her chair.
"I choose to escort you. No need to thank me." Heero stood to go.
"Will you be escorting me tonight for dinner with Hilde and Duo?" Now she was just digging.
"Affirmative." He started walking.
"Are you doing it for me, or for Duo?" She dared to ask. He kept walking and didn't answer. "For Duo then." He had reached the door. "I'll be sure to talk with Hilde about-"
"That's enough." Heero said over his shoulder. He opened the door and left. Relena smiled. Heero made towards his room. He would research the grounds and memorize the layout for next week. As he reached his room, he noticed the door was open and he figured Duo must have waited for him. Stupid. He thought. Just what he needed, to see Duo. He quietly peered inside his room before entering, deciding that if Duo was there, he would go to the study. But Duo wasn't there. Even more stupid. Duo had left his door open. He walked to his many desks and sat at a clear spot. He flipped through some papers and typed in some words when he realized he had looked at the door about fifteen times. He put his papers down and took off his suit jacket, hanging it on the back of his chair. Unbuttoning the first three buttons of his shirt and loosening his tie, he left his room. He glanced around before sitting on the stair rail and sliding down landing softly at the bottom. Mission accomplished. He thought it was pretty pathetic of him to seek thrills in sliding down stair rails. He had reached Duo's room embarrassed at him self for thrill seeking in such a public situation. Duo's door was closed and he knocked. There was no reply. He turned the handle and walked inside. Duo's tattered clothes were strewn about the floor and the slacks Heero had lent him were laid out on the bed. He heard the shower running and immediately turned to leave. THUNK. "Ouch!" Heero heard from behind the bathroom door. He closed his eyes, suppressing a laugh and turned back around. Steam seeped through crack in the barely opened door. Heero pushed the door open and leaned on the door frame, arms and legs uncrossed. He could see the silhouette of Duo through the textured glass door.
"Duo." Heero spoke gently. THUNK. "Do the clothes fit?" Duo opened the shower door a foot. He poked his head out, framed by long, wet locks of hair. They both swallowed. Hard.
"Uhh, I'm sure they're fine. I actually didn't try them on." Duo laughed forcefully.
"Then what are you doing taking a shower?" Heero asked half amused, half frustrated.
"Heh … I just felt gross and decided not to dirty your clothes, especially if I'm going to wear them tonight. Plus the shirt and jacket were a little wrinkled, so I wanted to steam them out." Duo was nervous. Heero could tell and Duo could tell that Heero could tell. The situation was getting worse by the minute.
"Well hurry up. If they don't fit, we'll choose something else." Heero turned to leave. He heard Duo close the shower door behind him. Heero went into Duo's room and started picking up his dirty clothes. He threw them in a trash bag and stuffed them inside Duo's sack. He sat at the little table, but couldn't get comfortable facing the bathroom door. He got up and made towards the overstuffed chair next to the door. Heero closed the door then sat. He heard the water turn off in the bathroom.
Duo opened the door and checked if Heero was there again. He was equally relieved and disappointed to find that he wasn't. SHIT! His clean clothes were on his bed! He had to get rid of his erection and fast! He couldn't let Heero see him in this state.
"You really are slow!" Heero voice sounded through the door.
"It's all this damn hair!" Duo made up. He threw a towel on his head and another around his waist and walked out. "Phew! That was nice." He tried to sound relaxed. He noticed Heero sitting next to the door. What he didn't notice was that Heero's knuckles were white from gripping the arm rests so hard.
Duo went to his sack and pulled out some black boxers. He turned towards the window and slid off the towel, hiding his erection from Heero. Then he let his hair out of the towel to dry. He turned as little as possible to grab the slacks since his erection was bulging through the fabric of his boxers. He sat on his bed and put his legs through the holes and pulled the slacks up around his waist in one fluid motion. He fixed his boxers as well as other things and buttoned the pants. Then he turned towards Heero who was reading a book. Duo could've kicked himself in the head.
"They fit fine….. Heero?" Duo inquired when Heero didn't glance up. Heero was hiding something himself. Something that sprung to life when he saw Duo slide the towel off his waist. He had found the nearest book to invest his thoughts into.
He looked up. "So they do. Try on the shirt." Heero watched as Duo walked to the bathroom and reach for the shirt and jacket behind the door. His eyes were entranced by the dance that Duo's muscles did as he moved. Duo walked back next to bed and slid the shirt over his arms and back and began to button the buttons. He was uncomfortable at having Heero watch him so closely but kept buttoning. He unzipped and unbuttoned his pants and started tucking his shirt in, something he hated to do but would so as to not embarrass himself around such lush company. He buttoned and zipped his pants again and put on the jacket. He looked at Heero who was still watching him.
"The sleeves are a little short but I can deal. Otherwise, its fine." Duo smiled at Heero. Silently, Heero stood and walked over to Duo. Duo's smile faltered. Heero grabbed the collar of the jacket, slid it off and threw it on the bed next to the tie which he grabbed and slung around Duo's neck. He tied it, then loosened it, and unbuttoned the top three buttons on Duo's shirt. Lowering his hands to Duo's waist, he reached for the button on the pants. Duo stood like a rock, heart pounding, not knowing what to do. Heero unbuttoned and unzipped his pants and reached his hand in a little ways noticing Duo's erection. Duo gasped. Heero tugged up on Duo's shirt, and let it hang untucked over the pants. He stepped back from Duo and gave him a once over.
"I like you better like this." Heero said with a smirk before turning and leaving. Duo was left standing like a rock, heart pounding, wondering what to think.