Dark World
Chapter 6
By: Lady Saffir
Disclaimer: I don't own the GW characters, just this plotline.
Rating: PG/PG-13 for language
Please don't shoot me! If you do, you'll never know how the story ends!
"Men with secrets tend to be drawn to each other, not because they want to share what they know but because they need the company of the like-minded, the fellow afflicted."
Heero evaded me for the rest of the night, and in a pique I asked Duo to show me to a spare room so that I could sleep. I refused to share a bed with Heero with our 'dispute' unresolved. Eye brows raised, Duo showed me to a room in another wing, quietly mentioning his room was next door, should I need anything. I thanked him and retired for the night, slipping into the darkened room.
Fumbling, I found my way to the bedside and turned on an antique lamp, flooding the room with dim light. The room itself was unremarkable in its decorating, merely a place to rest. Investigating the bureau I found a large dark robe, and undressing, wrapped myself in it before crawling into bed. I needed to think about what I was doing here, and with Heero.
My thoughts were rampant, circling each other and doubling back, only pointing clearly to 'the man has secrets'. I snorted. That was obvious. The only question was, where the secrets insurmountable for us to have a relationship?
With that I drifted off into a dreamscape where my confused thoughts took shape in the form of nightmares.
I awoke with a start, squinting at the bedside clock and groaning. 7:43AM. Great. I'd had less than two hours of sleep. But what had startled me out of sleep?
Listening carefully, I could faintly hear Duo's raised voice. Sitting on the edge of the bed, I pulled the robe around me tightly, then slipped to the door and eased it open. Just maybe I could find out the answers to some of my questions?
"...like hell!" Duo's voice exploded, extremely loud even with his door shut. A murmur answered him, then Duo's voice was back, every word loud and clear.
"Heero, you're going too fast. You push too hard and she's gone, regardless of what you say."
Going too fast? At what, I wondered, then blushed. True, I had slept with Heero less than two days after meeting him, but that couldn't be what Duo was referring to, was it? I crept closer, trying to make as little noise as possible.
"Heero, she's starting to wonder. She's wondering why I'm here, and why I'm the one stuck to her like glue when it's YOU she's seeing. Soon she'll start noticing you don't eat, you're never seen in the daylight, and you're always one step ahead."
Duo did have very good points.
A low murmur, then a semi-hysterical laugh from Duo. "This isn't the dark ages; you just can't command her and say, 'this is how it is'. Today's women don't NEED men the way they used to and you had better drill that in to your brain, fast. She deserves to know everything you're pulling her in to, and she has a right to say no."
Heero's voice suddenly rose.
"I'm beginning to think you're jealous."
THAT stopped me, eyes wide. He almost made it sound like...well, like he and Duo were lovers. I wasn't that blind, was I?
Ear to the door now, I held my breath, hoping they wouldn't hear me eves-dropping.
"A little, yes, but not for the reasons you think. She'd be good company, a breath of fresh air. God knows we need it," Duo replied. "Don't even get me started on the worlds of good she could do you. But you have to come clean, soon, Heero, or you'll risk her running away and straight into Hugh's arms."
Hugh? Who the hell was Hugh?
"Enough, Duo. I'm tired, I need to rest. We'll discuss this later. Right now, though..." Heero trailed off, Duo finishing his sentence.
"You need to feed. It's been hard with little miss around, hasn't it?"
That statement, and the blatant smirk heard in Duo's voice had my eyes opening even wider. Just what were they doing?
I heard a sharp intake of breath from Duo, then a low moan. I clenched my hands into fists, then without thinking, grabbed the handle and shoved to door in, taking in a sight that I hadn't expected.
I will admit, I had expected to catch Heero and Duo in some sexual position, and what I saw had me wishing that's all it was.
Duo, held loosely against Heero, his wrist extended up, the other man's mouth fastened around it. At the sound of the door opening, Heero jerked his head up, mouth smeared crimson from the blood that was rapidly pooling from the bite marks on Duo's wrist.
"Shit," Duo muttered, trying to staunch the flow of blood and stepping back from Heero.
"Fuck," came from Heero, as he hastily wiped at his mouth.
"Oh, hell," was my response, before I turned and fled down the hall.
