Disclaimer: All characters of Gundam Wing are owned by Yoshiyuki Tomino and Bandai Entertainment. All characters of Yu Yu Hakusho are owned by Yoshihiro Togashi and Viz Media/Funimation. Anything you recognize is either not mine or is pure coincidence. I am not making any money from this fiction.

Rating: T for a few swear words, mild situations, nothing graphic.

Author's Note: Again, in case you did not read the summary, this story is SLASH, YAOI, a MALE/MALE relationship! This is my rommate's favorite chapter for, well, rather obvious reasons when you read it. Constructive criticism and comments are welcome, as are rave reviews! Flames will be used to light my grill and cook some steaks.

Stolen Desires

Chapter 4

"Why me, Shu-Shu!?" Duo whined as he trotted behind his tall friend who kept a steady pace ahead of him. He stumbled a bit as his legs brushed against the loose fabric clinging around them that Duo wasn't used to having, causing the shorter teen to brace himself against the side of the building they had been passing.

The tall red-head stopped and glanced over his shoulder, a determined glint flickering across his dark green eyes. Duo stared up as if to say something more, but the look of those eyes gazing back at him, almost tearing through his soul, caused Duo's heart to thump heavy against his chest, cutting off his words.

"Because, Duo," his friend offered with a small smile, reaching a hand back to steady the shaky teen. "You said yourself, they specialize in trading people. Mostly young girls," Shuichi continued, slipping a helpful hand around Duo's shoulder and giving him some support as Duo stumbled away from the hard bricks beside him. "We have to make it look like we're there to deal; otherwise we'll never get in. It was your idea after all."

"But why do I gotta wear a damn dress!" Duo yelled, causing several people to shoot them curious and shocked glances as they quickly passed by in the streets. Duo's hands reached up to tug on the tight collar-like neck of the little black number that clung tight to his body, the bottom edge hanging just below mid-thigh and sending a cool breeze that Duo hadn't felt before racing up his legs. It was an entire one-piece outfit, and almost tight enough to prevent Duo from breathing. Duo could never understand how women could wear stuff like that and not instantly feel so vulnerable.

"It's not a dress," Shuichi teased, that soft smile spreading across his lips that Duo found so annoying. Or did he mean alluring? Duo felt a rush of confusion dance into his heart as he clicked the long, fake fingernails he had been forced to wear against the side of the wall he had once leaned upon for support. "It's more of a skirt really; I believe dresses billow out more."

"You're missing the point here, man!" Duo fumed, throwing his slender arms into the air in annoyance. His exposed shoulders brushed against the soft strands of his loose braid, having adjusted it just enough to flare out to appear more feminine. "Why do I gotta wear this thing?! Why can't you?!"

"Because," Shuichi hissed in a suddenly hushed tone. The taller teen quickly pulled Duo tight against him and threw his arm around the younger man in disguise. The warm brush of Shuichi's arm tickling against the armless outfit that had been picked out for the operation, "I'm too tall; no one would believe I'm a 'young woman' despite my long hair. And besides," his voice grew soft, almost inaudible as Duo felt that arm tighten around his shoulders that sent a chill racing down his spine, "You look rather cute in a skirt, 'Dua'."

"I ain't cute!" Duo defended hotly as Shuichi's arm drifted away from his shoulders. The brunette could feel his cheeks burn with a fresh blush as he glared up at the back of his friend's head as he spun away. He could hear a taunting laugh escape Shuichi's mouth as he turned to continue his walk towards the building Duo had pointed out to be their target.

It didn't take them long to locate the main entrance to the 'Underground', a long alley hiding the large door that held the dark organization behind it. Much to their dismay, two large guards flanked either side of the door, massive muscles flexing menacingly as the two burley men glared down the alley to stare at the two.

"Follow my lead," Shuichi ordered as he reached back and snatched one of Duo's slender wrists. Duo glanced down, his bottom lip sucking between his teeth as he felt that familiar buzzing of warmth tickle against his flesh wherever his friend touched it. That same feeling had almost overtaken him earlier that day, in the bathroom, but Shuichi, bless his soul, had managed to snap him out of it before he did anything stupid.

Get over yourself, Duo! The brown-haired teen ordered himself mentally. He's a guy! You don't fall in love with guys, ya damn psycho.

"What do you want?" one of the mountain-like men barked, the heavy stink of smoke and alcohol hanging heavy on his breath.

"I would like passage inside, if you please," Duo heard Shuichi responded, causing a disgusted groan to escape the shorter man's chest. He might be an expert thief, but he was so crass when it came to sounding mean and imposing.

"Go away, kids. This ain't no playground," the man ordered, his partner growling agreement as the two men stood glaring down at the shorter teens. Even Shuichi, being nearly a foot taller than Duo, seemed to be dwarfed by the two large men.

"Now see here," Shuichi's polite voice responded, causing Duo's blue eyes to roll in a defeated manner. No way were they getting into this place with the taller man in control.

Duo felt the fingers wrapped around his wrist tighten a bit, causing the brunette to blink in startled confusion at the harsh press of fingers around his skin. His eyes shot up to stare at the flaring red mane of the back of his friend's head when he heard something that he didn't recognize, a voice that hardly seemed to be from his friend any longer.

"My name is Yoko Kurama and I have a delicious little human that I would like to exchange for some rare items," the taller teen spoke in a voice that caused the other three people standing in the alley to stare jaw-agape in disbelief. Duo felt a sudden shiver of fear rush down along his skin at the sound of the words, not angry or mad, but cold and devoid of emotion. It sounded like his friend was actually from another world of existence all together.

"Y-Yoko Kurama? Oh, shit, I know that name," the previously silent guard said, stepping aside. His big meaty hand slipped back to press the door open as he waved his partner aside in warning. Numbly, the other man stepped aside and allowed the other entrance too.

Shuichi gave a quick nod to the two before stepping in, dragging the mute Duo behind him.

"W-What was that?!" Duo finally managed to pipe up, his voice shaking with fear at the sound that had come from his friend's lips. He felt the fingers slacken a bit around his wrist as he turned the cobalt oceans of his eyes up, staring at the familiar smile from Shuichi as the tall redhead spun around to look at him.

"Forgive me, I'm afraid I have a few secrets that I cannot divulge right now," his friend said, the warmth and compassion flowing back into the sound of his voice. Duo could only nod numbly as he followed his friend down the long, dark hallway behind the door.

They heard it before they saw it, a large crowd of people with booming music that threatened to rattle the teeth loose from their jaws. Stepping around a corner in the hall, the two were greeted with a large glare of lights and sounds that was enough to make Shuichi stumble with the senses that suddenly rushed to his mind. Duo mused that, despite being an underground slave ring, it looked like a massive dance club where people were enjoying themselves.

"Hmm, this is inconvenient," Duo heard Shuichi mutter as he let go of his wrist. The smaller teen tilted his head to the side a bit as he watched his friend reach up and press his palms against either side of his head, grimacing in some kind of pain that Duo couldn't understand. Sure the music was loud, but it wasn't that bad once you got the hang of the beat.

"Wait here, I'm going to see if I can discover anything," Shuichi called over his shoulder as he stepped into the rush of the crowd, his tall, slender frame being knocked back and forth against the dancing people.

Duo frowned as he turned and leaned his back against the cold stone of the hallway that he stood in. A small huff escaped his lips as he swept his braid about and tickled the little puffed up end of it back and forth against his nose. He didn't know why he was being asked to wait here, he knew that two sets of eyes were better than one, but he was also a little glad that his friend hadn't dragged him in there.

As exposed as he felt right now, he would die right now if someone were to brush against him and discover his true gender. More afraid of being caught in a dress than whatever would happen to him if their ruse was found out. But he allowed a small smile to spread across his lips as he wondered how Kurama would have looked in the get-up instead.

"What's this?" A man's voice snapped Duo from his thoughts, turning his head up to stare at three men that had broken away from the dance and approached him. Much to his growing dread he realized what exactly he must look like to them—a small, unattended girl in a black skirt with long hair and no means to defend herself.

"Crap," Duo mumbled to himself as he quickly snapped his hand back behind his waist, grabbing for the handle of his pistol that, much to his growing dismay, he realized he wasn't carrying. Duo stared up as the three shadows of the men approached him, causing him to shrink back against the cold stone of the hallway behind him as if a deer was being surrounded by a pack of wolves.

"Cute little thing, ain't she?" One of the men said to his friends, his tongue slipping out to slide slowly along his thin, greasy lips.

"I dunno man, she ain't got no tits," a second man said, reaching a big meaty finger out to poke against Duo's shivering chest through the dress. Duo could only stare wide-eyed as the man prodded at the little padding Shuichi had made him conceal behind the top of the skirt-outfit, wondering if maybe the both of them had been grossly mistaken as to how convincing Duo could be.

"Who gives a shit? Itty-Bitty-Titties are better than huge cow-udders!" the third man added, reaching his fingers out to snatch at Duo's exposed forearm. A terrifying cold rushed against Duo's skin as the man gripped tight around his arm, not at all gentle like the way his friend would have touched him.

Duo was suddenly aware of what women must feel like when confronted with a similar situation, feeling extremely vulnerable and defenseless at the moment. The men were much bigger than him, not as big as Shuichi but still they towered over Duo like big, stinky giants.

Duo stared trembling up at the man as he shoved the little brunette hard against the wall, causing a light squeak of pain to escape from Duo's shivering lips. He struggled as best he could against the bone-like fingers wrapped around his arm as he saw the man step forward and reach with his other hand, cupping his fingers against the side of Duo's thigh just below the hem of his skirt.

Oh god, this is so damn gross, Duo whined to himself as he felt another set of fingers grasp his other shoulder and hold him tight against the wall, despite his squirming. A hard lump jumped up into his throat as he saw the thin shadow of the man descend upon him and he felt the disgustingly humid breath of the man exhale against Duo's exposed neck.

A faint whimper of repulsion vibrated against Duo's chest as he struggled against the hands that held him, knowing that it probably only encouraged the men on further despite his efforts. Duo's eyes snapped open wide as he felt the hot, burning press of the man's lips against the side of his neck. A small groan of pain escaped the brunette's throat as he felt those sharp teeth rake against the tender flesh.

Duo tried again to pull himself away, but he just couldn't find enough leverage with the way the men were holding him to mount too much of a resistance. Duo's eyes clamped closed tight as he felt those worm-like fingers begin to slide up along the inside of his thigh, lifting the fabric of the skirt as they explored upward.

Oh well, once he finds out I'm a dude he'll probably stop, Duo tried to convince himself, hoping behind hope that it would be soon enough or he'd die from the slimy feeling of the man's lips on his neck. Or…they could kill me in a fit of rage, Duo suddenly realized, causing several sparkles of tears to form against the sides of his eyes. This is so gross! I never want to be touched by another man again!

Duo heard a grunt of pain which drew his eyes open, noticing one of the men that had been assaulting him was holding the side of his cheek as rivers of crimson raced between his fingers. Duo bunched his eyebrows together in confusion as he felt the fingers against him pull away and allowed him to drop, painfully, to his butt on the ground.

"That is my woman," he heard his friend's voice growl from behind one of the men. Glancing down Duo saw that small droplets of red were falling from the tips of Shuichi's fingers, obviously having assaulted one of the men to halt their attack.

"Yeah? I didn't see your name on her," the thin man whom had been touching Duo defended, stepping away from the seated brunette.

"She is merchandise. I would not brand something I am about to sell," Shuichi explained, that cold sound again filling his voice. Duo blinked up as he felt a set of slender fingers grab him by the arm and pull him up, but this time they weren't freezing cold or slimy. A small flush danced across the disguised man's cheeks as he realized that Shuichi's touch was so much more different than the other men's. His was almost, what's the word he wanted…comforting.

"If I must brand her so that you will keep your hands from my property, then I will," Shuichi glared over his shoulder at the men as he, much to Duo's shock, shoved the shorter teen back against the wall once more. Duo grunted in pain as he felt that familiar stab of rough stone against his exposed shoulder blades, his big blue eyes staring in horror at the determined green forest that was Shuichi's gaze.

Duo could only look on in terrified shock as he saw his friend lean towards him, those deep green pools that were Shuichi's eyes narrowing in a hungry glare. Duo squirmed against the cold wall behind him as if to shy away from his approaching friend, his breath quickly escaping in desperate whimpers.

"Shuichi…don't…" Duo heard his own voice squeak out, almost shocked by how weak he could sound when confronted by such a sight in front of him. "Please don't…" he whimpered again, his fingers clenching into shivering fists as he turned his head away from the cold gaze that was his friend's.

"I must, Duo…" Shuichi's voice almost growled back before Duo felt a strange, unfamiliar press of silky warmth against his neck. A sharp gasp escaped his lungs as he tried to jerk away, but his friend's lips remained clamped tight against the trembling flesh of his throat. Much to Duo's surprise, the sensation was so much different than what he had felt just minutes before from the strange man that had nearly taken advantage of him.

Duo actually felt Shuichi's mouth cup over the exact same spot that had once felt so dirty, so violated, by the other man as if his friend knew exactly where the pain would most be. Duo's eyes squeezed shut almost painfully as he felt a hot rush of moisture brushing against his skin, realizing that Shuichi's tongue was lapping tenderly against his own flesh. Despite his mind screaming for him to fight against it, to push his friend away, and then run out screaming, Duo found that his body actually savored the refreshing warmth.

In fact, Duo loved it. The way his friend's lips squeezed and caressed against his neck was almost intoxicating, sending wave after wave of soothing pleasure racing down the little brunette's spine. Duo felt himself even succumb to the feeling, his head tilting back as if to expose himself further to Shuichi's probing tongue as it danced lovingly across the gentle curve of Duo's collarbone.

And then Duo heard a sound that he was unfamiliar with escape his own lips. A deep, throaty moan vibrated against his tongue as his friend suckled and kissed against the edge of his exposed collar. He felt the fingers release his arm, Shuichi shifting his hands down to rest against Duo's slender waist as if to hold himself away from crushing Duo into the wall.

The second Duo's arms were free, he found them racing up to wrap around his friend's head, hungrily pulling his face tighter against his neck. He felt a soft grunt of satisfaction rumble against his skin from his friend as he hooked his forearms around the back of Shuichi's head, burying his arms in the massive mane that was the taller teen's hair.

All too soon the feeling ended, Shuichi drawing his lips away with one final lick before he turned his head to glance at the men behind him. Duo felt his heart racing against his chest as he tried frantically to get his breathing back under control, a heavy pant causing his chest to rise and fall quickly beneath the fabric of the disguise he wore.

"Are you satisfied now?" he heard his friend ask, his ears pounding with the sound of his pulse as he tried so bad to contain himself. He felt a hot burning against the side of his neck and knew, from the way the men frowned and turned away, that there had been a dark red mark left upon his flesh from his friend.

"Yeah, yeah. Damn," one of the men said as they retreated back into the crowd of the dance floor.

"You see the way she squirmed under him? Hot little minx loved it, I bet," one of the other men teased before the roar of the crowd overcame the sounds of their voices.

"I am deeply sorry, Duo. Please forgive me," Duo heard his friend mumble, drawing the shorter teen's attention away from the retreating men. The emerald-like eyes of Shuichi's shimmered with sorrow as he looked down at his friend, a concerned frown upon the pale lips of the redhead. Duo actually thought his friend were about to burst into tears. It was almost an exact contrast in personality that Shuichi had shown just a short time before.

Duo could only nod numbly as he stared up at his friend, his chest still thumping quickly with his pounding heart. His cobalt-blue eyes dropped down to notice his arms, still locked around the sides of Shuichi's head as the taller man attempted to pull away.

"No!" Duo cried out as he tensed his arms from his friend's retreat, drawing a look of shock from the taller teenager. A narrow red eyebrow quirked in a questioning manner, something Duo noted that made Shuichi look so damn adorable that it didn't matter anymore who he was or why they were there. Duo had to have more.

Before Shuichi could even voice his protest, Duo tugged his arms down and pulled the startled man back towards him. Duo allowed a light sigh of relief to escape an instant before he crushed his lips tight against the startled Shuichi's. Much to Duo's delight, he felt the other man return the kiss with a fervor that surprised the both of them. It wasn't tender by any means, but there was emotion behind it. It wasn't gentle, but full of need. The both of them melted against each other as they pressed their hungry mouths against one another.

Almost instantly Duo felt the moist flick of a tongue glance across his lips, urging them to part against the assault. Duo did eagerly and was greeted by the refreshing rush that was Shuichi's tongue probing into his mouth, filling Duo with the delicious taste that was his friend's flesh. The brunette drew a sharp breath against the crushing force of his friend's lips, his nostrils filling with the scent of freshly cut roses as Shuichi pressed hungrily against Duo's body.

Again, Duo heard the moan rock against his throat, this time a similar sound echoing from Shuichi as the slender, gentle fingers gave a squeeze against Duo's hips. Duo found himself squirming beneath the touch, savoring the thinness of the outfit he wore as he could still feel the warmth radiating from Shuichi's hands through the fabric.

Duo had never felt so wonderful in his entire life, never having known another man's lips could feel so hard and yet so soft, against his own. He lost himself to the feeling, his arms desperately holding Shuichi against him as their two tongues danced in an eager, needful ballet within Duo's mouth. He could feel his friend's breath quicken to match his own, the two men beginning to pant heavily as the kiss intensified to the point of nearly bruising their lips.

A small groan of loss escaped Duo's throat as Shuichi drew his head away, a thin layer of glistening saliva sparkling against the side of his mouth that the redhead quickly removed with a flick of his nimble tongue. Duo could see his friend panting hard to catch his breath, his own smaller frame shivering with the sight of his friend having enjoyed it as much as Duo had. But he hadn't had enough, his body craved more.

Duo's lips parted in hungry anticipation of another bout of kissing, his body arching forward to meet Shuichi's halfway, when he heard a familiar click of a hammer being drawn back on a gun.

End Chapter 4