Disclaimer: Don't own them....*pouts* or the songs that I tend to use.
Summary: Waking up to find Heero still with him, Duo gets them some breakfast. After having a good natured pillow fight, they meet up with Trowa, Quatre and their newly acquired friend Wufei. After learning about the Club Social, Heero'sc over is blown and is immediately swamped with paparazzi. Then there's this girl Sylvia who calling Heero lover!
Pairing: 1x2 3x4 5x....?
a/n:Sorry if this is late.... the muses wouldn't leave me alone...but I had a lot of hw .... Haha. Thanks to everyone who reviewed so far! Those make me happy...and inspired. ~hint hint~ and no I'm not going to leave this fic. I've done a lot of thinking over this and I'm determined to stick it through to the end. if there's mistakes sorry...don't have a beta so please bear with !
Also I decided to put Quatre's perspective here. Hope I get his character right. Enjoy!
Big Time Rush
Part 7
"Hello Sylvia." I muttered, cursing my own damn luck. I glanced at Duo,who has an angry,confused expression and my scowl deepened. He must hate me. Damn onna! How the hell did she find me so fast?
The flashing bulbs of the paparazzi camera's nearly blinding me, I raise a hand up, shielding my eyes. I sneak a glance at Trowa, who nods in understanding before discreetly dropping a couple of smoke bombs. With a bang!we all tense, getting ready to make a run for it.
"Heero!" I hear Sylvia yell, the press coughing, the flashing noises stopping. I grab Duo's hand and pull him up toward the street and out of sight. "After him!" Sylvia shrieks and we pick up the pace. I lead us into a conveniently dimly lit cafe, and we duck inside.
"Heero who-"
"SHH!" I hold up a finger to his mouth. His eyes widen before he huffs in irritation, folding his arms.
"He went this way-"
"Let's go-"
"Don't lose him!"
"Heero!"
Hearing the sound of their fading footsteps, I sigh and slump against the the glass door. "Glad we lost them." I look up at Duo from under my bangs, seeing his mad expression.
"So....care to explain now?" His arms are still crossed and his foot is tapping rapidly, signs that his anger is just boiling under the surface. I nod and gesture for him to find a seat for us. Unsurprisingly, he leads us to the back of the nearly empty cafe, and into a booth. We look at each other for a moment of painful, awkward silence. Just as he opens his mouth, probably to interrogate me, our waitress shows up.
"What can I do you fer, hon?" I smile, and nod my head. " The usual please, Aggie." I look to Duo, who still has his mouth open and laugh. " One for him too." She just nods and leaves. I turn my head back to Duo.
"Sorry about that. You were about to say something?" I prompt and his crosses his arms again, raising an eyebrow. " Who was that girl? How do you know about his place? How did Trowa know to have those smoke bombs on him?" It came at a fast pace and I held up my hand to stop his flow of questions.
He stops and just waits. "Okay to answer your questions in order...." I place a finger to my chin, thinking about it for a sec before answering. " The girl is Sylvia Noventa. She's an European pop star. And she used to be my best friend until she decided that she was going to marry me." I watch as Duo's expression lightens a bit and waits for me to continue. I sigh, before starting again.
"This isn't the first time that I've tried to go out and end up getting ambushed by the press. The first time I stumbled in here, Aggie the waitress, just gave me some lunch and let me stay here until the press got lost trying to find me. She's nice." I nod, finishing as Aggie comes back with our order.
"Thanks Aggie." I say, digging in to my ice cream sundae. It's the best town I bet, my favorite. She just winks and pinches my cheeks before leaving to the kitchen again. I chuckle...that woman.
"And? What about Trowa?" I turn my attention back to Duo, who I'm happy to see is enjoying the sundae. I shrug and continue with mine. " After a while, the press got smart and started waiting around for me near all the exits and what not. So it became an escape tactic we came up with."
Duo nodded thoughtfully, pushing his finished sundae out in front of him. I do the same, and place some bills on the table. We stand up and I lead him through the kitchen. I wave at Aggie who just nods, winking at Duo. I roll my eyes but laugh at the awkward expression on Duo's face at the woman's attempt to hit on him.
"Where are we going Hee-chan?" I raised an eyebrow at his name for me and he just shrugs and smiles.
"Just follow me." I lead him up the fire escape and unto the roof. He follows, and I hear him gasp at the view of the town in around us, the beach in the distance. I sit down, and he follows, sitting as close to be as he can. I wrap my arm around his waist and lean against him, watching the sun setting.
XxXXxx
The sound of the flashing lights, terrified me. I mean, I really didn't like the way they snooped in my family and our business, so the last thing I wanted was for some ridiculous story circulating somewhere about us ...again.
I raise an eyebrow at Trowa and Heero's silent exchange of communication. What are they up to? I watch as Trowa slips something unto the ground and my eyes widen in surprise at the smoke surrounding us.
"Come with me, little one." I hear someone murmur, though I'm certain it's Trowa, and a gentle hand pulling me along out of the smoke. We run toward his cycle and he hops on, pulling me to sit beside him. "Hold on." He reeves up the engine, and in less than a second we're out of there, my arms tightly embracing his waist. Oh Allah....
I feel a sort of high, as we zig and zag through the various alleyways within the town. "Trowa!" I laugh, the wind whipping my bangs out of the way, and I smile shyly as he glances behind at me, a small smile tugging on his lips.
We neared the edge of town and I realize where we were heading. We came to a stop in front of a huge wall of green. Trowa slid off and held his hand out to me. I just blushed, and got off as while, taking his outstretched hand.
"Thank you." I mumble, not really able to raise my voice. He pats my head, and I look up wonderingly. "Let's go for a walk, little one." I just nod and allow him to pull me through the gardens, not really focusing on where we're walking. Little one huh? Could it be a term of endearment maybe? Or is it just it because I'm short? What does he think about me? What- OMG! Does this mean I should have one for him too?
"Quatre?" Trowa's soft voice pulls me from my thoughts and I smile sheepishly, as he raises an eyebrow.
"It's nothing. I just have a lot of things on my mind." Not true. I only have you on my mind really.
"Hmmm." Trowa leads us to a nearby wooden bench and we sit down. " Want to talk about it?" He offers kindly.
"No, it's ok." Cause if we do, you'll find out just how in love with you I am. I glance around nervously, thinking of something that we could both talk about. I turn back to him "The wea-ommph!" I blink, finding Trowa's face very much close to mine, his lips moving very slowly and lightly over my own.
I feel my eyes begin to close as a tingling feeling resounds all over my body, returning the kiss. His hand reaches up and caresses my cheek, as his tongue cautiously swipes across my lower lip. I hear a moan, and somewhere in the back of my mind I realize it came from my mouth, but at the moment it's not important.
I open my mouth a little, feeling intense pleasure as Trowa captures my lower lips between his teeth, lightly nibbling. Oh Allah.... my head begins to feel fuzzy as a wave of lightheadedness consumes me from lack of oxygen.
"Gah." I break away for air, but Trowa tightens his grip over my cheek, keeping me close. Our foreheads pressed together, we stare into each others eyes, panting softly. "Trowa...." My mind catches up with my actions, and I squirm in embarrassment, a blush creeping onto my features no doubt.
"Yes little one?" Trowa's eyes are gentle as they look at me, and my thoughts about a blush are confirmed when his eyes trail down to my cheeks. I hesitate before blurting out my question.
"Can we make out some more?!" As the words leave my mouth, my eyes widen in horror. Oh god! So dumb! Like he'd even be interested in-
"Sure." His eyes crinkle as he smiles at my bewildered expression, before glomping on me. Sweet Allah...can he kiss. As I let my eyes flutter close, I make a note to call Duo later and see if he's ok.
XxXXxx
I look up as Duo reenters the room, shaking his head as he places his phone back on the charger. "Everything ok?" He just smiles.
"Yeah. Quatre just wanted to see if I got home ok. I told him you were fine too." I raised an eyebrow as Duo's grin got larger and cheekier. "He's fine too. Trowa sure did take care of him this afternoon alright." He snorted and I just laughed, throwing a pillow at him.
"Hey! I do not want to hear about the gory details about my cousin and Quatre." I make a face as Duo catches me off guard with a pillow attack. We wrestle a little on his bed, before laying opposite of each other, panting.
I look at the time and sigh, sitting up. "I should go." He sits up so fast, the pillows fall off the edge of the bed. "Awww....do you really have to 'Ro?" I nod, and smile at another one of Duo's little nicknames for me.
"Yeah." I get up, wondering why I'm even fighting. It's not like my dad's home all the time. He hardly ever is. Duo takes my hand and gently pulls me to him. "Please? Just one more night?" He pouts, and I find myself slowly giving in to him. Looking at me the way he is now, I doubt I'll even hold up much longer.
"I don't know...." His lips ghost over mine and his breath on my lips makes me shiver. "It's the weekend though! What's one more night, right?" "Right." I answer automatically, and I feel his lips form a smile. "Good, so go call your dad."
He pulls away and I blink. "Huh?"
"Go call you dad silly. So he doesn't worry." I look at the expectant expression on Duo's face and I find I can't disappoint. So I pull on a smile. "Ok."
"Ok. While you're doing that, I'll go check what's for dinner m'kay?" I nod, and he swiftly kisses my cheek before walking out, closing the door behind him. Suddenly, my cell in my pocket feels like a lump of cement. I pull it out and stare at it.
Ever since my mom died, my dad never really stuck around. I mean he paid for my school, and visited twice a week, but that was all. He seemed to always never want to be around me and I knew why. Seeing me reminded him of losing mom, which only intensified when I decided to follow into her footsteps.
I flipped it open, finding the number easily and just staring at it. My heart pounded loudly in my ears, and I swallowed, the feeling of a lump there. I never really called him much, with him being busy and stuff. When I did, he was always unable to get a hold of...so I never really bothered.
But I had told Duo that I would, so with a sign I pressed dial and waited. Maybe this time it'll be different. Maybe he'll be there and we'll talk. It'll be just like before. My heart was pumping louder and I couldn't help but feel hopeful as it wrung. My heart soared when the line picked up and a male voice sounded. "Hello?"
"Dad! Hey it's me. I just-"
"Sorry, Mister Heero. Your dad's busy right now. Can I talk a message?" The voice sounded apologetic, and I felt my heart sink, a frown pulling on my face. Right. So much for that. Of course he would be busy. How could I have been so stupid as to expect anything more?
I sighed and shook my head. "No it's ok. It's nothing." The person, no doubt another on my dad's interns says goodbye and I flip my phone shut, just staring at it. I feel a twinge of anger and resentment toward him, and I wish I could just yell at him. I want to tell him how much of an asshole he is for not being here for me, but I know it's something more than that.
I'm sad and lonely, but most of all hurt. Hurt because my own dad can't even stand me. I clench my fist, and taking some calming breaths, before walking over to the door, but it opens before I get there. As Duo enters, I let a smile cross my face.
"Hey, how'd it go? Did you tell your dad?" I swallow, and nod, a small twinge of guilt twisting my gut at Duo's expression.
"Yeah. He said it was ok, whenever." He beams at me and I just continue to smile, not being able to tell him the truth. "Really?" I just nod again.
"Yeah."
"That's great! Guess what? My mom's making spaghetti! It's going to be awesome! Let's-" I let Duo keep talking and allow him to pull me along until I remember something.
"Hold up." I walk back into his room and throw my phone on the bed. As I turn, I hear a slight buzz, and I glance behind me, my phone vibrating against the sheets. Even though I'm near the door, the number is unmistakable. It's my dad.I hesitate, wondering what to do before Duo's voice breaks me out of my thoughts.
"Hey, Hee-chan hurry up!"
"Coming!" I call back, walking out the door and closing it behind me. I join him going down the stairs, and allow myself not to worry about anything except filling my empty stomach and spending another night of bliss with Duo.
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