And of course my lovely thanx to the people who took the time to review!
I just found out that the brand of my tv is 'akari'. So maybe, subconsciously, I registered that all those hours I watched that damned screen and now use it as a name for my character? NAH!
Sorry I was 'out' for so long, I met the wonderful world of Sims2 and was addicted. BUT, now that I was away for so long I have gotten back the wonderful thing called inspiration and I'm back on track! Breaks are good! I'm typing twice the speed of sound so my other ficcies, but especially the one will be updated soon and much so keep your eyes out for them!
But if breaks really are good for me is yours to judge. So read and review!
No, I'm not done annoying you yet. BEFORE YOU REVIEW, let me say this: I KNOW my grammar sucks, it doesn't matter which language, Dutch, French, German or English, my grammar hits rock bottom and digs in. But for all those people (three?) out there who can ignore that and not complain about it: God bless you.
I'm not mad or something, just frustrated SO: If you have more interesting topics then my grammar to review on, please do. And forgive me for my ranting. It hurt me more then you --
My sister ain't home Chapter 9What do you wear on a 'date' with a guy? It can't be too sexy, he gave enough wrong signs already, but he didn't want to look as nun or anything! Duo looked in his closet in despair. It was six o'clock and if he didn't leave in an hour he would never reach Heero's place at time, he didn't want to disappointment him by being late. But, back at the problem at bay: Clothing.
Should he wear his favourite black pants combined with a dark violet, silk, button-up shirt. Or a black one? With the faded jeans? Or black slacks, white button-up? Nah, too classy!
Man! Picking clothes was never this hard when he just went out with woman! He grabbed the first two things within his reach. Jeans and a simple white button shirt. He put then on without thinking about it for a second longer. He was going to be late because he was fussing over his looks! It didn't matter what he was wearing he always looked good!
He realised that sounded really cocky but left his room shaking his head, grabbing his leather jacket.
Seven seconds exactly he returned to his room and dumped the white shirt replacing it with a purple one. He wasn't vain! He was just... very self-conscious.
He drove the Jaguar to Heero's place but got stuck in traffic halfway there. He sighed in frustration and tapped on the steering wheel impatiently. This ALWAYS happened when he left a minute too late, at the rate it was going now he'll NEVER get there!
The traffic jam moved agonisingly slow and he felt himself grow hot from anger. On top of it all Bill called on his cell phone. What did the bastard want from him this time!
'Did you turn on MTV lately? Not only did some one day fly stole your number one place and some Frank Sinatra wannabe put you on the third, every time they announce your song they talk about your affair with a boy! THIRD PLACE! A BOY! Come over so I can drill a hole in your head For your brains have a lack of oxygen!' Bill shouted the moment he picked up. He sighed, preparing to explain his 'affair' with 'the boy' but Bill didn't gave him the chance as he started ranting on how most people hate gay-singers and how he will soon be forgotten if he won't walk on a red carpet with a famous actrice soon.
'Bill, get a grip! I got everything ynder control! And soon I will be seen with a woman more beautiful then ANY actrice out there!' He tried, but Bill was unimpressed. Why didn't that surprise him?
'Fine, but first you must be sure to never be seen with that guy again! The tabloids are practically drooling all over me now that they found out that there is an amateur band, consisting of men only, out there who call themselves Blue fang!'
He could imagine Bill looking like a dog with rabies by now, almost crushing the phone in his claws. 'Bill, let me handle it.'
'... Where are you?'
The sudden question startled him, why did he want to know? He should tell him he was home, no. Bad idea. Bill will go check on him. 'Why does that matter to you?'
'Since you're my property and I like to know where all my belongings are.'
Duo got furious at that. Now, HE was the dog with rabies. No, he was Satan on PMS. 'Your my AGENT Bill, not my master!' He flashed his middle finger in the rear view mirror to the car behind him that honked at him because the light was green and he was standing still.
'I won't be so sure about that, honey. Well you have fun ruining your career. Oh, by the way. I decided, together with Teffra, it will be better to hire he the songwriter again. Bye.'
'But-' The line was disconnected. He could not, with a million words and curses, describe how mad he was at that moment. Things were going just as before, but this time he wouldn't let Bill stomp over him with his big elephant feet.
He looked up surprised as he was now on Heero's driveway, gripping the steering wheel like it what Bills neck. Oh, how he wished it was Bills neck. He would twist it in all directions and then finally snap it with a satisfying crack. It gave him shivers, realising that he would enjoy killing Bill. Aw well, even good Lord Jesus would enjoy smiting a man like Bill. Hehe, Jezus, the mighty Smiter. That sounded good.
Still angry he got out of the car and slammed the door hard, making it known to the whole neighbourhood that he was there. Only know one recognised him with his braid tucked under his jacket and his hat.
He was about to ring the bell when Heero opened the door. Not miraculously, since you could have heard the slamming of the door from the moon, but it still felt weird. Like they were connected or something.
But all his worry and anger seemed to just be sucked out of his as he felt his shoulders slump and he suddenly relaxed. Strange that Heero had such an effect on him, he hoped his sister had that too, he liked it.
Heero wore black slacks and a white button up, with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows. Simple, yet elegant. Sexy, but tough. He may not be gay, but he WAS able to appreciate a guys appearances and boy, did he appreciate Heero's appearances.
'Hey Heero. Ready?' He held out his hand (yes, wrong move when you just want to be friends) and Heero grabbed it. And now, now shocks of love suddenly shot through his body. But he did feel a nice tingle.
Heero closed the door of his house and they walked to the car, hand in hand.
At the last moment Duo let go and opened the door for Heero. The door to the drivers seat.
'Uhm... Duo?'
'Yeah?' He asked innocently.
'What are you doing?'
'Holding the door for you, like a real gentlemen.' He said in his best english accent, which sounded like gibberish.
'Am I supposed to drive?' He asked, mouth slightly open. Dumbfounded, he probably couldn't understand that someone would let any other drive in such an expensive car.
'Sure, I mean, you do have a drivers licence? Right?' He asked, suddenly not so sure.
'Yeah.'
He grinned 'Well then. Hop in.'
Heero got it and almost sighed when he got into contact with the comfortable seat. Duo walked around the car, touching the small silver jaguar at the front of the hood winking at Heero. He couldn't contain himself. He opened the door and strapped himself in, ready for a comfortable ride, but swallowed when Heero said: 'It expired a year ago.'
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But there was no need to worry. Heero was an excellent driver and he really seemed to enjoy the ride. Touching the supple leather, stroking it. He practically made love to the poke and Duo couldn't deny that that made him slightly hot. And he wondered if this was really such a good idea. What if, IF, he got attracted to Heero? The last thing he needed was confusion about his sexual orientation and he still loved Hanako. With her, it was love at first sight, so then she must be 'The one', right? But then again, he connected surprisingly well with Heero from the first time he met him. He shoved his confusion thoughts away as they stopped in front of a nice looking chinese/indian/asian restaurant and got out of the car. Heero looked for a keyhole in the door and duo burst out in laughter, from which century was this guy? He looked cute, looking dumbfounded at Duo and the door. He could just read his mind: Why wouldn't people lock the doors of such an expensive car? Oh man, this was going to be fun. He grabbed the key and pushed on a button. The car 'winked' at then with its headlights and the clicking of the doors getting locked was heard. Heero smiled sheepishly. 'Sorry.'
'That's okay.' Duo said, entering the restaurant, keeping the grim plastered to his face.
A Chinese lady led them to a table. All tables were separated from each other with rice paper walls, just like Heero had said, complete privacy.
Seeing the menu, with all Chinese dishes, he finally new the origin of the restaurant and good give his mind some rest. He always hated it when he couldn't figure things out even though they were quite obvious.
But rest was the last thing his mind would get as he engaged in a conversation with Heero. He was refreshingly witty, he never described one of his 'dates' like that since they were all dumb bimbo's talking only about themselves and shoes. Now he was a metro-man and cared about how he looked, but dear God even he couldn't talk about shoes for longer then ten minutes.
Heero had way more interesting topics. Like all the places he visited. But the conversation fell quiet for a moment when Heero asked him why he didn't donate money to Africa. Almost all artists did. Duo couldn't answer that question, not without Heero finding out what a wussy he was for letting Bill and Teffra control his life. Heero was probably not impressed if he'd say that in being ruled by them for nearly a year, he only stept up for himself two times. Even he wasn't impressed by that, and he was easy to impress.
But he found a good way to change the topic: 'So, you guys are getting back together!'
He quirked his eyebrow, not understanding immediately, but then he knew Duo was talking about the reunification (A/N: I'm going to be honest with you, I had to look this word up in a dictionary --') of Blue Fang. 'Yeah, I'm really glad and you're totally right. We all love music and even the death of a friend shouldn't stop us. I don't think that's what Akari had wanted.'
'Tell me the whole story, I felt so guilty I had to hung up the phone but Bill, my agent, was nagging.'
Heero smiled 'I totally understand. We sorta have an agent as well, the owner of the club we play in... He's a nice guy don't get me wrong, but he is SO overprotective.'
'Yeah,' Duo smile faltered slightly, but Heero, observant as he was, didn't notice, 'Bills also very... protective.'
Silence reigned once again when Heero suddenly, totally excited, said: 'You should come to see us once!'
Duo looked up from his food, startled.
'Well... if... if you want that is... you... you don't HAVE to come...' Heero took his reaction the wrong way and that wasn't his intention.
'No. No! Heero, I'd love to see you you guys.' Duo said smiling, this evening Heero hadn't been his shy-, 'schoolgirl-in-love-', self so he was a bit surprised but found it adorable... In a straight way, of course.
'Really! The guys will love that. But you have to be honest and tell us when you don't like it, kay?'
'Duh!' He didn't expect them to make forty million dollar music but he dared to bet they weren't that bad. 'Hey but... how did the meeting go? Any emotional moments... what?'
Heero sighed 'Well, we DO miss Akari and he was the lead singer of the band.'
Duo got a very bad image: Him, dumping Bill and Teffra and joining Heero in his band to replace Akari. Duo guessed Heero was thinking the same since he looked strangely at him.
'What?'
'Nothing, I just had... a weird idea... Never mind.' Heero explained sheepishly and took a bite of his rice, avoiding Duo's gaze.
Maybe he didn't think about the same, it wasn't THAT shameful, was it? ... Oh my god, Heero wasn't thinking about having his dirty way with him just now, was he?
After some uncomfortable moments, which you tend to have between two guys if Guy1 loves Guy2 and Guy2 uses Guy1 to get to Guy1's sister everything was actually good. They had a great time and chatted for so long, but had so much fun they were surprised the manager of the restaurant had to ask them to leave, since they were closing. It was one am!
'Your sister isn't home I reckon.' Duo asked as they were at Heero's front door. It felt like he was dropping of his high school date so he decided to change the topic to a very important matter. Important to him that is.
'My sister?' Heero looked surprised and untrusting. Like he had just caught the scent of Duo's betrayal. He raised an eyebrow, waiting for Duo to explain why the fuck he was asking about his sister.
'I uh... I thought she lived with me.'
Heero still seemed questionable, but not as much as before and he smiled 'She does, but most of the the time she's in Japan for business, like now, she's thinking about moving there.'
'You're probably going to miss her.' Duo said, hoping that Heero would say no.
'Yeah, we are very close... especially since our father died...' Heero's face was downcast and silence stretched between them. What could he possibly say? If he went through with his 'master-plan' he would break up a family. He must have lost his mind, and his heart, for he still wanted to go through with it. Knowing that twins are mostly much alike, he was really exited to get to know her better... much better.
'I had a great time tonight, definitely something we must repeat.'
Heero smiled, 'Yeah, definitely.'
Heero just stood there in front of him, waiting. Waiting for what? A kiss goodbye? Duo looked at him and it really looked like that was what he wanted. He started to get nervous. He had to keep Heero interested, if Heero didn't want him as a friend they would break apart... BEFORE he got to properly meet his sister. His mind was in a roller coaster, that's how it felt. What must he do? Get more involved then was planned, or back out, but still close enough to get to his sister. What to do, what to do, what to do? What to do!
But his opinion didn't matter as Heero took over the situation, for once being dominant, something that absolutely didn't fit his personality. The boy leaned forward, confident, but still with a shy look in his eyes, he placed his hand gently on Duo's shoulders so he wouldn't fall forward and softly pressed his lips against Duo's.
Duo ordered himself to stay impassive, but he found the way Heero was touching and kissing him extremely cute and surprisingly exciting. In the end, when they parted, Duo was rendered speechless. It wasn't the best kiss ever, but he was dumbfounded with the fact he actually liked it and even kissed back a bit! He was losing his mind! He was getting WAY to involved and he didn't need to fall in love with a guy. He quickly said his goodbye and a half-hearted promise he would call and abruptly left. He slammed the car door shut, and drove off... fast. Leaving a surprised but rather content Heero behind.
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That night he was left to contemplate on his next move. Should he go for it? Risk breaking Heero's heart for the sake of his own? Or back out. Oh, how good did backing out sound now! Now, as he lay in bed and each time he tried to picture Hanako, all he could see was Heero's shyly smiling face! It. Was. Frustrating! Okay, he should calm down and go through all the possibilities and consequences.
Good: Possibility one: He could keep Heero arm length away and slowly pry him into giving him SOME solid connection to his sister. Problem: Heero could lose his interest. Get said for Duo didn't feel the same about him and break off contact.
Possibility two: He could get VERY close to Heero, as close as Heero wants him to make sure they'll be together long enough to see Hanako. She did LIVE with him, so by the time he meets her and realises he totally loves her all he had probably done with Heero is kissing. Good option. Problem: It takes to long. They get to close. He falls in love with Hanako. Breaks Heero's heart. Ouchy. Not good. That he didn't love him didn't mean he would sacrifice him. But it was the most secure option for Duo.
Possibility number three is one he knew he wasn't going to take. He could forget all about Hanako and try his luck with Heero. Maybe... just MAYBE he was a teeny tiny bit gay and it could work out. Problem: If it doesn't work out, what is most likely since he is to stubborn to admit homosexuality. He'll lose Heero as a friend and Hanako as a lover. But then again, no matter what option he will take, Heero won't be his friend in the end.
He hated to say it. But possibility two seemed the best for his own sake. But he fought against it. Against his selfishness and he lasted long untill he fell asleep and had a horrible dream.
He had to talk to someone!
'Pam?'
'Duo? Duo Maxwell, do you have any idea how late... er, EARLY it is?'
'Three thirty am?'
'It's a rhetorical question, you're not supposed to answer it.'
'Whatever, I need to talk to you.'
