Author's Note: I maybe weird but these next two chapters in this story I absolutely love. More on that late however, for now this one if great, build-up but I don't want to say anymore or else it will ruin it. Been working on my fairytale story and also a one shot I hope to have done soon here. Funny how one shots for me end out getting out of control. For now enjoy and eyes out for more of Cursed.
Model Behaviour
Night 7 - First Date
Heero was in a bad mood. He couldn't quite figure out why. For whatever reason it was it seemed to be helping his role in this music video however. He still hadn't figured out what it was about, all he knew is he'd been wandering around in the dessert wearing various crazy leather outfits, looking like he'd gotten the snot beat out of him. From what he could get his women had been killed at the beginning, he'd been beaten, and now he was seeking vengeance on the bad guys.
As the director called cut, Heero pulled the helmet off thick hair matted and sweating in the afternoon desert sun. It was Saturday, they'd been filming all week and today was finishing up the final bits of the video. He was happy true, he'd get to spend more time with Duo, but that still didn't lift his bad mood. It wasn't the heat, it wasn't the work, or at least it wasn't his work. If he was honest it was Duo's work that had him angry. Because of Heero's work the last week Duo had been 'escorting' other men around. It wasn't sex, but the thought of Duo out with other men put him in a bad mood.
He was out late, and Heero was always asleep exhausted from being in the sun all day by the time he got home. He didn't have the heart to wake him in the morning. Though whenever he awoke that big body was pressed against him snoring loudly. There was a party tonight though, the band was having a big thing at one of the local clubs. While it wasn't usually something that Heero liked attending he thought it maybe a good opportunity to spend some time together outside the club. "All set for the next scene?" Nodding Heero pulled the helmet on first, he had to get through this day.
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"Oh my god the service here is trash," he drawled none to quietly eyes rolling to the service people who stumbled all over themselves to help him. Duo was seriously thinking about strangling himself with one of the designer scarves on the wall. He'd been escorting customers all week, from evening shows and events, to day trips shopping. It hadn't been a pleasant experience, his clients didn't want him to talk, didn't care at all what was doing as long as it was looking good. He listened to them, hung on their arm, or carried their shopping as they bitched and whined they're way though the boutiques. His current partner was the son of some sort of CEO who had gotten Duo strictly to look good with him in public. He'd been told to dress a certain way, so he had wearing the ugly floral shirt and to tight leather pants that squeaked when he walked. His hands full of shopping as well as the bag that held the clients mean ass little dog. Like Heero this man had a small dog in a purse, yet this dog unlike Mugs who despite his looks was a sweetheart, this little thing was mean and nasty already having bit Duo a couple of times.
"Isn't this sweet! For you sugar," the client held up the designer dog coat to his stupid little pooch where it continued to snap and growl from its confinement. Cooing over the dog's antics he laughed deciding to get one of each of the coats. Duo looked them over spotting one he thought would look adorable on Mugs, it was black with silver buckles far more manly then the pink leash he endured. Violet eyes glanced to where his 'date' was disappearing into the change rooms. "Excuse me, could I take this one?" he said softly pointing to the coat arms still full of bags, the dog an annoyance he wished he didn't have. The harried looking women gave him a smile happy to help a polite customer. Duo bought it tucking away the coat that probably cost more then he should have spent. The little ugly dog had grown on him.
Several hours later, found Duo finally free of the 'date' the flamboyant man had cooed over him promising to ask for him again Duo had fled not wanting to deal with that again. Hurrying to their room the first thing he did was get out of stupid leather pants. Groaning in relief he flopped on the bed, disturbing Mugs who yawned coming over to nudge the big body licking him once in hello before curling up and sleeping once again. Yawning widely, sleepy violet eyes glanced to the dog, "You got the right idea Mugs." He mumbled already drifting off, the hectic week catching up with him.
Heero heard the pair before he saw them, the picture was ridiculously cute. Both Mugs and Duo stretched out on their backs, snoring. Chuckling he snapped the picture deciding to set it as his wallpaper and screen lock. Settling on the edge of the bed a tentative hand reached out smoothing long hair back from the slumbering face, his bad mood evaporating like the wind. His thumb smoothed across pale lips, snorting Duo woke blinking sleepily he glanced around eyes lighting on the figure seated on the bed. "Heero," he smiled still half asleep, "All done?" he nodded smiling hesitantly. His jaw cracking in a yawn he sat up hand up his shirt scratching his muscular torso. Mugs happy to see his master was over getting his belly rubbed, long thin fingers obliging. "Oh hey I got him something," Standing Duo shuffled over to where he dropped his wallet and the bag pulling out the coat he returned to the bed. Blue eyes watched happily as he put the coat on the small dog watching with humor as the tiny thing seemed to prance in happiness.
"Shopping today?" Heero asked softly watching Mugs roll about in the new garment. "Urgh, yeah he was a total brat." Duo whined, "They all have been sucks going out with these people they don't really care that I'm there as long as I'm looking good." He lay back on the bed putting his head in Heero's lap closing his eyes in bliss when those dexterous fingers combed through his loose hair. Heero listened as Duo let a weeks worth of tension spill out, "It's hard…it's so hard. They pay for you have to do what they want. Whatever they want, in their eyes you're property." Duo was upset; this was not the glamour's world he had hoped. He was feeling infinitely better though, they sat quietly Duo enjoying the fingers messaging his hair and Heero just calming. "Feel like going out tonight?" Heero finally asked, Duo looked up at him from his lap. "Where too?" Heero shrugged, "The band who's video I was in is having a wrap party at a club thought we could go for a bit get out of here." Duo grinned, "Really? That would be so good, can just be me." He looked happy, enthusiastic, Heero smiled hoping secretly that maybe this party wasn't going to be like so many of the celebrity parties he had attended.
Quatre smiled as he watched the pair move across the screen headed out of building. They must be headed to a party of some sort, "He looks different tonight." Trowa commented eyes studying the pair intently, he had a point. Duo wasn't wearing the usual business casual clothing most of hosts wore. They where dressed to go out looking like a couple. Heero had been in a grumpy mood all week, coming into his office to spy on Duo when he was working in the building down in the club. He was jealous pure and simple. Long arms wrapped around Trowa pulling him close, eyes closed. His plan was working marvelously; he'd have the two together by the end of the week. Blue eyes closed as Trowa began kissing him harshly, surrendering happily to his lover.
Heero couldn't help the small smile as he watched Duo practically bouncing in excitement. There was a line up outside the exclusive club, rather long as people waited to be let in or rejected. He couldn't help looking a Duo again, he was very much himself tonight. The tight denim jeans hugged him lovingly; the black sheer tank top kept riding up as he moved showing well-muscled abs. The jeans where so low he could follow the lines of his hips trailing to where the denim bulged a little. Or maybe that was simply Heero's own imagination. "This is so cool," Duo whispered grabbing Heero's arm, happy he'd gone all out it had been so long since he didn't have to dress to impress a 'client.' He may not be small and cute anymore but…he shook his head not tonight. Tonight he was on a date with the incredible looking Heero.
"Heero Yuy," he said coolly to the bouncer watching as the muscle bound guy checked his list. He nodded ever so slightly opening the door and allowing them entrance. Duo's awed indrawn breath made it all worthwhile. The club had been done up especially for the event, dark with flashing lights, the music thumping and pounding. Violet eyes where everywhere at once, "Oh wow Heero this is awesome." He spotted one of the bad members, "Oh my god it's them," he whispered looking star struck, Heero chuckled guiding them in glancing around himself. They had decorations form the video props scattered around pictures, blown up huge around the place. A screen was running various still shots of the filming as well as clips from the music video it's self. Mostly of the band but every so often there was a picture of Heero. "Heero," Duo breathed as a particularly nice photo came up.
Duo was stunned as the almost surreal looking picture of Heero, he was wearing tight denim jeans tall black boots reaching his knees, his t-shirt was dark and ripped. A gun belt was slung on hips, he was wearing a black helmet with a visor pushed up but that's not what was the coolest. His bruises, now almost gone, where highlighted and exaggerated bloody gauze trailed from his arms and knuckles. "That's why they didn't get mad about your bruises." The photo changed and Duo pouted, he loved that picture, he really wanted a copy of it. "Did you want to meet some of the band?" Heero offered, the excited gleam was all the encouragement he needed.
Duo was having a great time, he chatted with the band, other up and coming missions, even some other models. He got separated from Heero at some point the other man pulled aside by some other people he knew. Duo kept glancing towards him making sure he knew where he was. The tall figure looked good again tonight, black dress pants, with the white dress shirt was elegant yet causal. The sleeves rolled up to his elbows, a thick back cuff on one wrist. Duo wished he could pull off that sort of effortless style, Heero looked more like Wufei then he could. Pulled back to the present he spotted a sudden flash of gold that caught his eye. Curious he started at the person, vaguely familiar. It was hard to see in the flashing lights, excusing himself he got closer to the wildly gyrating figure. Getting a better look he finally figured it out, it was the small man he'd seen with David at the movies!
Inching closer to get a better look at the tall figure he was rubbing against, practically having sex with the other man on the dance floor. Was it David? David had never gone out to clubs…at least not with him. Curious now he got closer, following as the couple moved away towards the back. Loosing sight of them he glanced in the back room pausing, his mind not registering what he was seeing. There where a lot of naked people…men and women….having sex.
Heero panicked a little when he lost sight of Duo, catching the tail of his long hair disappearing across the floor. Thankfully he was so tall, he hurried after him finding him standing in front of an open door in the back, his face said it all but Heero looked anyway. Sighing he gently drew Duo away, "Hey Duo come on," nodding mutely he followed as if dazed. Heero shook his head, he had figured it would turn out to be that sort of party but not until later. Still it was only back room they could stay a bit longer for now, Heero had every intention of getting Duo out before it got to out of hand.
"Heero…they where having an orgy." He whispered still looking a little shell shocked. That statement was very telling, Duo was still terribly naïve. "I know, it's ok nothing to do with us." He pulled him towards a booth to collect himself. "How about a drink," Heero rubbed his leg soothingly, a red faced Duo nodded trying to get the image out of his head. Sex with women did nothing for him. "Sure, can I have a Cosmo?" Heero nodded gesturing for the waitress, she hurried through the crowed. "Cosmo and pint of Canadian please." He asked over the music, turning back to Duo with a comforting smile.
Across the bar hungry eyes followed the models every movement, he licked his lips hungry. He'd been waiting all week to lay hands on the cold bitch. Thos ice blue eyes, that holier then thou aloofness. He'd show him. Still watching he moved to follow the waitress, standing as close as possible as she placed the drink order. Waiting casually he eyed the couple in the booth, ignoring the big lump. He had no interest in the muscle bound moron. He wanted that beautiful cock tease; he'd been practically begging for it all week. Sending him glances, teasing him with his reveling clothing. He was going to break that ass. The bartender set the drinks on the bar turning away, the glasses unattended for a moment as the distracted waitress rifled through her apron. He glanced at the beer and fruity drink. To easy, he tossed the white powder in the pink concoction. A little secret blend of his own. Now he waited. Disappearing into the crowd to watch and wait, enjoying the already throbbing erection he sported.
