House Arrest

Chapter Four:

Hallways are always super crowded at the high school, and today were no different. Duo got shouldered and then jammed against a firm, steel locker making his way to the cafeteria from English. The regular crowds were occupying their usual haunts; the Goths underneath the stairs; the jocks and cheerleaders outside the gym doors; the preps inside the cafeteria. Usually he spent the hour with some of the guys from the gang behind the school, now he grabbed a book and a comfortable chair in the library. If beating up old men was their game, then he wasn't gonna play.

Jesus-fuck how he hated this school.

The library was now as much of a sanctuary as his home was. The hours he spent reading in his living room were very personal to him. He supposed that's a good thing, seeing as how he's spending the majority of his time there. The school library was a pretty good sized library but was used mostly for academic work, rather than recreational play. He bypassed the dictionaries and encyclopedias' and started rifling through the small fiction section.

"And like, I totally thought that cute guy at the party was staring at you the whole time, Relena!"

Duo looked through the bookshelf and to see two of the more popular girls in the school walking around the library. He hadn't known they could read.

"Yeah, and he had a hot bike too. What was his name? Trowa?"

Duo put the book he had been trying to read the summary of back onto the shelf and threw up his hands in defeat. He had to get out of here. These people were spoiled brats and have never had to worry about anything in their entire lives. He needed to get away from the cell phone and laptops and trust fund types. Knowing that Wufei would kick his sorry ass if he was caught off school grounds during hours he decided to take the chance. What was the worst Wufei would do? Cuff him and beat him up?

Duo's cheeks coloured as he made his way down the still busy hall and past the Goths hanging out in silence under the stairs, worry nagging him in the back of his mind. What would Wufei do if he was caught? The shrill shrieks of the preps in the cafeteria made up his mind for him as he pushed the doors open to the outside world and he started to run.

The sun was high in the sky as he ran down cracked sidewalks to the downtown area. It took a while but he finally made it where he wanted to go. The doors of the three story public library beckoned to him like nothing else. Maybe he was lonely, he had been spending huge amounts of time inside his home and the library was his gate to a bigger world, adventure and intrigue. And, perhaps, a bit of romance as well. The doors were huge stood at the top of a large staircase and he turned around, the city police headquarters was looming at him from just across the street.

That was more than likely where Wufei was based from. Duo shielded his eyes from the sun as he checked out the windows. Maybe Wufei was watching him right now, waiting for his chance for Duo to fuck up so he can bring him in. Lock him up.

Whatever. He needed this like a druggy needed his fix.

He climbed the stairs two at a time and rushed through the doors of the library.

Wufei sat in his small cubicle on the fourth floor of the police headquarters checking over the paper work for a new prisoner under his care. Fortunately he hadn't had too many interruptions during the morning. One prisoner had actually called him telling him that his bus was running late because of an accident and that there was no way he was able to get home in time for his one PM curfew. That simple action kept him out of jail overnight as Wufei picked him up and got him home before curfew.

He tossed his pen on the desk in front of him and leaned back in his chair. Maybe today would be a quiet, slow day and he'd get the rest of the evening off. He checked his watch. It was almost four o'clock and just a half hour more and he could make his way through the traffic rush back to his apartment.

Beep. Beep.

And it wasn't meant to be.

His computer screen flashed red and, leaving the papers where they were, he jumped to his feet. He leaned over the desk, checking for both name and location on the monitor. Duo Maxwell, 675 Mayhurst.

Shit, he's close.

Wufei growled and grabbed his hat, ignoring the calls from his co-workers who knew why he was leaving. This was becoming ridiculous. Duo had only been in his care a little while and had been successful in screwing up curfew twice.

He took the stairs, other officers pressing against the wall to give him space to run, knowing why he was in such a rush. He left the large brick building and ran past vacant police cars and through a lull in traffic, a large 675 printed in the stone of the building just across the street beckoning him.

The library.

A woman came out of the library with two young children and Wufei slowed enough to hold the door and let them pass, nodding a greeting. As soon as they were out of the way, however, Wufei booked it past the circulation desk, light on his feet. The librarians kept up their work but watched him pass with surprised faces.

There are three floors of books. Where would he be?

Wufei quickly ran through the books he remembered seeing on the shelves at Duo's home. He gestured to the closest librarian and whispered, "Fiction?"

"Second floor, back section." He darted up the carpeted stairs and passed floor to ceiling shelves of books of all jacket colours and genres. The fiction section was at the very far corner of the library and random desks were placed around, both for research and leisure. The farther Wufei walked in the darker it got; the atmosphere very shady and he noticed that even the books looked older and darker. And there slumped over a desk, was Duo Maxwell, fast asleep with a book in one arm and his head in the other.

Something about the innocence of Duo's posture and well, the fact that he was late not because he chose to be, but because he fell asleep, made Wufei hesitant to wake him. Instead he quietly leaned against the closest bookshelf and actually took the time to study Duo Maxwell.

His lashes were fluttering in his sleep against his cherub cheeks and Wufei doesn't ever think he's seen someone so beautiful. Duo's braid lay gently on his back all the way to the seat of the wooden chair he was sitting in. His black t-shirt and blue jeans were old and well worn and the small whimpers he made in sleep made Wufei's own breath hitch.

This was going to be the longest assignment he was ever going to have to complete.

The small beeping noise of the ankle bracelet wasn't loud enough to actually wake Duo and Wufei was just so reluctant to wake him that he couldn't bring himself to do it. Instead he stood there watching five feet away as Duo slowly drew himself out of sleep and watched Duo's face as he slowly sat up, rubbing at his eyes. The change in posture was almost immediate as he heard the beeping and his back went rigid.

"Shit!"

The long fingers that had been holding the page he'd been reading were now clutching the book as he grabbed his bookbag and turned around, face to face with Officer Wufei Chang.

The expression in Duo's eyes proved to Wufei even further that he hadn't meant to fall asleep in the library, just to irk the police officer.

"I'm so fucking sorry, Wufei." Duo let the bookbag fall to the floor and leaned against the desk he'd just fallen asleep on, crossing his arms and looking very well like he fucked up. And he knew he fucked up. This, to Wufei, was a victory in itself.

"Turn around, Duo."

Duo's face, if it were possible, fell even more, but he didn't utter a protest as he turned slowly around and brought his own hands together behind his back, making it effortless for Wufei to loosely put the steel cuffs around his wrists.

Wufei picked the book and backpack up and unzipped the bag open just enough to slide the book inside.

"I hadn't signed that out yet." The words were almost whispered in Wufei's ear as they stood side by side at the desk. Wufei felt himself flush a little at the look Duo gave him, those violet eyes shaded by his hair.

Wufei loudly cleared his throat and went to say something back, honestly, but Duo took that one step closer that put them flushed together, long limbs pressing against the others.

"Shh," Duo's breath was hot against Wufei's skin, "this is a library."

And there it is. The moment Wufei had been dreading. His willpower was fading fast, his attention only on the lithe body cuffed in front of him.

Nataku help me, but I can't resist him.

He's a cop, I know he's a cop, and yet I can't stop.

Wufei grasped the book in one hand and Duo's waist in the other, bringing them closer still, hidden only by the endless shelves of books. He groaned as Duo slowly, almost gently, rocked his hips forward. Wufei leaned against the desk with a wiry muscled man in handcuffs in his arms, his breath hitched and his mouth seeking out Duo's, the police station just across the street.

Is he just fucking with me?

Duo's lips worked up from Wufei's collarbone and up the soft skin of his neck to the hard line of his jaw before finally settling on Wufei's lips. Wufei dropped the book and his fingers clung to Duo's ribcage, as if he were going anywhere anyway. A hand came up and caressed Wufei's cheek and fingered its way through his hair.

Oh god.

Duo gasped, "Wufei," as he was pushed back and their mouths separated. Wufei cleared his throat and licked his wet lips, looking at Duo's flushed face and red lips, one arm was still cuffed but he'd managed to get the other one free, able to resist him if he'd wanted to.

"Wufei, I swear, I wasn't going to try anything. I just wanted to feel you too, please."

Wufei couldn't believe he had been so careless. He stepped closer to Duo and grabbed onto the arm still cuffed, turning him swiftly around, facing the bookshelf. Reaching for the other hand, he deftly cuffed his wrists together tightly. Keeping one hand on the cuffed wrists, Wufei reached down and picked up the backpack from the floor and started to lead Duo out of the aisle. Duo glanced sullenly back at the book lying on the floor just under the desk as Wufei pressed on, leading him down the stairs, past the odd looks they received from the librarians and finally outside.

Wufei crossed the street and put Duo in the back of his squad car, intent on taking him home instead of booking him. He put the bag in the passenger's seat as he got in and shut the door, glancing back through the cage at Duo's flushed face. You could actually see the emotion playing out on Duo's face through the rear view mirror as he went from sullen, to embarrassed to really quite angry. Hopefully Duo couldn't see Wufei's cheeks, reddened by heat and anger. Anger that he lost control like that.

"You're an asshole, you know that?"

Wufei put the car in drive and made his way to Duo's home. Answering Duo probably wouldn't do any good either.

"You're an asshole. You're just a fucking chink cop."

Wufei's eyes snapped up to the rear view mirror and his eyes met Duo's very angry violet eyes.

"Don't, Maxwell. Just don't."

"Why not? Not like you're gonna do anything about it. Honestly, I don't know what would be worse, fucking you or fucking Jet Li. You're both way too Asian for me, but I betcha you give better blow jobs than him."

"Duo, what the fuck?"

He could see Duo chewing on his bottom lip, staring out the window as the houses went by, one by one as they got closer and closer to his home, swallowing nervously, as if he was already aware that he'd overstepped the boundaries.

Wufei pulled over and shut the car off just in front of Duo's house. The silence in the car was louder than either of them could have possibly imagined and Duo let out a huge sigh and put his head on his knees, hiding his face from Wufei.

"Are you okay, Duo?" Wufei turned around in his seat and put one hand on the cage, fingers grasping the cold metal.

Duo shook his head from side to side once, and then quickly sat up, his face coming so close to Wufei's and his free right hand grasped Wufei's fingers with his own through the cage.

"Just kiss me Wufei."

Wufei was startled, the quick actions causing him to stare into Duo's violet eyes and, once again, be overwhelmed with a sense that he needed to obey. But he was in a police car parked on a public street in daylight.

"No Duo, I can't do that."

Immediately Duo's fingers grasped his harder and he pushed his face closer, and begged.

"Please Wufei, just please." The crack in his voice is what did Wufei in that time. His mouth found Duo's through the cage, and yeah, it was awkward, but it was perfect too.

Wufei's mouth went dry as Duo pulled away and breathed, "take me inside."