Unpredictable
***Author's Note:
Finally Duo and Heero get their turn! ^-^ I am trying to make both couples equal, but just not at the same time. So Duo and Heero are catching up fast now! *winks* Don't worry for those 3x4 fans, Quatre and Trowa have their own section in this chapter as well. After this, the chapters should focus equal amounts on both couples and/or all of them together. This is the longest chapter I have ever written!! I don't think the chapters will ever go past this, but I'll make sure to keep them long! So, enjoy! *-~ (A/N: I got this up early! ^-^ And don't worry, there's still more to the story, it's not over. More action, fluffiness and others will come!)Warning:
Lots of shounen-ai, yaoi, groping, fluffiness as well, and a nice juicy lemon ^-^Chapter 10: Behind the Mask
In the lulling dawn of the morning, birds were singing cheerfully as if to awaken all those present in the resort. The beach was beginning to become filled with early morning risers, the ocean waves greeting them by gently flowing toward shore. The tourists were enjoying the vast space and open ocean, some relishing in the morning through their open balcony doors.
Inside the lush suite near the top floor, a pair of balcony doors with flowing white curtains was open, allowing the wind to drift through. The soft air whispered across the large plush bed and seeped beneath the sheets. Beneath the thin material, a slumbering figure had the sheets all tangled around him, his arm resting up above his head, brushing across the other pillow. A long braid was laying across the pillow as if on display, the light feathery touches of the sun dancing across it.
The figure stirred from the soft sounds that echoed in the room. Two bleary violet eyes opened, coming out of a deep slumber. Duo yawned, stretching his arms in a cat-like way as he ungracefully sat up, trying to detangle himself from the sheets. He blinked the sleep from his eyes, partially squinting from the bright rays seeping in. He hadn't remembered keeping the balcony doors open when he and Heero had stumbled back in a little past midnight.
Duo's eyes suddenly glanced down at the vacant spot next to him, in which Heero's imprint was still slightly visible. With knitted brows, Duo turned over to glance at the clock seeing that it was just barely eight. Before he could wonder where he had gone, the gentle sounds that clicked through the air in a constant rhythmic pattern reached his ears, causing him to slide from the bed. However graceful his movements had been, his foot caught hold of the sheets, as it wrapped around his ankle, causing him to tumble and fall to the floor. He ended up on his hands and knees, his ankle still touching the bed because of the sheet that had captured it.
The position he was in allowed his head to tilt toward the table that was set several meters from the balcony doors, at an angle that didn't allow him to see from the bed. There, sitting quietly at the table and clicking away at his laptop, was Heero. Duo readjusted himself, finding his eyes watching him as the sun crept up the tanned expansion of his back, resting on his shoulders. The smooth, perfectly defined muscles that ranked up his back and across his arms, past his biceps and triceps, were highlighted under the soft, velvet skin against the bright color of the morning rays.
Duo yanked his foot away from the sheets, standing up as best as he could even though he was still sleepy, and approached Heero who appeared oblivious to anything else. For several minutes, Duo stood a few feet behind him, watching him type as the warm summer morning air drifted in through the double doors to his left.
"Why are you up so early?" Duo asked finally, cutting into the peaceful silence.
"I'm checking to see if there are any more missions," Heero answered simply, his typing never ceasing as he spoke.
Duo folded his hands behind his back, a strap from the loose silky black tank top falling off his shoulder, "The point of a vacation is to sleep in, you know."
Heero didn't answer and instead continued to type as if Duo wasn't there. Duo stared at the back of Heero's head, moving his arms to his side as he studied him.
I hope he didn't go back to his silent mode. He was just beginning to warm up last night.
Despite the silence being peaceful, Duo was getting slightly restless, feeling his energy returning to him as if he had never been sleepy.
"Come on, Heero," Duo said, approaching the table and bending down to look over Heero's shoulder as he typed, "let's go get some breakfast and then go down to the beach to get a nice tan."
"Later," Heero answered. "I have to check up on some things. You can go."
Duo moved his head back as he stood up, moving his arms to cross over his chest. He sighed impatiently, hoping to get Heero's attention but it didn't work. Feeling a little disgruntled, Duo walked around the table to face Heero, watching as his deep cobalt blue eyes stayed focused on the screen. He watched him for a couple minutes, studying his features before leaning down just above the laptop.
"Heero, do you have to do that now? Can't you do that later? We're only here for a week you know," Duo complained, giving him a fake pout.
Heero finally glanced up at him, but his typing continued, "Duo, I have to finish this. Why don't you hang out with Trowa and Quatre for a while?"
"Because it's eight in the morning," he retorted with sarcasm. "No body's awake, Heero, except you and tourists who have nothing better to do. Come on! Can't you do that at night before bed or something?"
"No," Heero answered plainly, his eyes focusing back on the screen.
With folded arms, Duo glared at him, finding that he was getting no reaction. Heero didn't seem cold or distant but now he was more into working than having fun and Duo wanted to enjoy the time they had together. His goal was to warm Heero up so they could at least look a couple when walking together, and so he could enjoy life better. Duo, who took barely anything seriously, found that Heero was way too serious for his own good. Duo huffed loudly, trying to get Heero's attention to no avail.
I can't believe he's ignoring me! Fine then…if he's not paying attention to me, that means I can do anything.
A sly grin took possession of the frustrated look that had been there previously as Duo slipped back around the table, acting as if he was annoyed, to face Heero's back. Heero didn't seem to notice anything as he was typing away. Duo crept toward Heero's back, his eyes glinting with a mischievous emotion in their depths. Duo poked Heero's shoulder and found that Heero still didn't move or make any notion that he had even felt it. Grinning even wider, Duo settled his fingers on Heero's shoulders like when he poked him, only he ghosted his fingers gently, leaving an invisible path toward his neck.
Heero didn't respond at the touch, so Duo opted to try something different. Placing his hands above each of Heero's biceps, Duo leaned in toward his back blowing gently. He traced a pattern around the top of Heero's back, his eyes traveling across the tanned flesh as he went. His boredom was quickly forgotten as Duo found Heero's back much more entertaining. He blew several more patterns before a reaction had taken place. Small, barely noticeable goose bumps were left in the wake, though Heero didn't appear to have felt anything.
Duo bent down again, pressing his nose toward Heero's shoulder, smelling the sultry skin. Unexpectedly, Duo ran his tongue along Heero's shoulder before taking a bit of skin and sucking on it. Duo was captivated by the taste of Heero's skin and the feeling it left him with. Following the same trail his fingers had crossed, Duo's lips traveled across Heero's shoulder toward his neck. Duo sucked on the skin lightly, sometimes brushing his lips across it as he made his way toward Heero's neck.
Relishing in the warmth that the sun had brought to Heero's skin, Duo began sucking on his neck, trailing his tongue up and down in a specific rhythm as if he had planned it all along. His tongue suddenly became daring, reaching a height passed what his fingers had as Duo's lips brushed across Heero's earlobe before grabbing it with his lips and sucking it gently.
The typing ceased, but even with the rhythmic noise gone Duo continued his ministrations.
"Duo," Heero said gently.
Duo let his earlobe go for a second, "Yes?"
"I can't concentrate."
Duo smiled widely, "Good, that's exactly what I want. It took you long enough to notice me," Duo joked.
"Now, come on," Duo said, walking sideways so they could face each other, leaning his hands on each side of the chair. "Let's go have some fun."
"Duo…," Heero began, his eyes gleaming into his.
Duo knew what he was going to say, so without words he placed himself gently in Heero's lap, leaning against the table and blocking his view from the laptop. Heero stared at him silently, his bright eyes boring into his.
"You were saying?" Duo grinned.
Very softly, a smile came over Heero's face and he folded his arms casually, "All right," he answered.
Duo smiled victoriously, "Great! So, do you want to go to breakfast, or make-out in the Jacuzzi?"
"I don't think the Jacuzzi is such a good idea," Heero said, his eyes locked with Duo's.
"Oh yeah…are we still kicked out? That woman had no right! Hasn't she seen couples kissing before? There's no sign that said we couldn't kiss!" Duo exclaimed.
Heero's eyebrows rose slightly, "Duo, you were sticking your tongue practically down my throat when she was trying to talk to us."
Duo shrugged nonchalantly, "I thought she was some old woman trying to tell us kissing was some bad disease or something. How was I supposed to know she was the one watching the Jacuzzi room? All right, all right," Duo sighed, catching Heero's glance, "breakfast it is."
"You don't want to go?" Heero asked.
"No, I do, it's just that there are more people so there's less privacy. I still want to make-out," Duo said casually.
"Didn't we do enough of that last night?" a somewhat noticeable smirk crossed Heero's features.
Duo crossed his arms and tried to widen his eyes in the way Quatre did when he was giving a pleading "puppy-face."
"You don't like my kisses?" Duo asked, feigning hurt.
Heero closed his eyes, a slight indifferent expression taking over to hide the emotions that he kept hidden for so long.
"Duo," Heero inquired. "Are you sure…"
"Yes, Heero," Duo cut him off, as Heero opened his eyes, the deep ocean blue of his melding into Duo's dark violet eyes. "I want to be with you."
The soft smile was the reaction Duo got, with no words. And he knew exactly what Heero was trying to say. Even though they still hadn't known each other for a lengthy time, Duo could tell that Heero often gave clues as to how he was really feeling through his eyes. Smiling widely that he actually got Heero to show more emotion, Duo leaned forward, keeping their eyes locked on each other as he did. Each day, Heero's cold exterior was being broken little by little. The previous day, Heero had allowed Duo to cling to his arm as they walked toward the Jacuzzi. And sometimes the day would end with a kiss, like the heated one in the Jacuzzi, which Duo have give Heero no warning for. Although Heero was becoming more and more adjusted to enjoying life, Duo saw that he was still no where near breaking the entire ice shield around him, so he planned out the morning ahead of them in order to get Heero nearly completely warmed up, without a cold exterior by the time their plans with Quatre and Trowa came about. They had until three in the afternoon, since that was when they were to meet up with Quatre and Trowa at the beach. It had been planned yesterday during the dinner, right before Quatre's birthday cake came. That was the only reason Duo was excited to be up in the morning, even though he planned till sleep in a little later.
"Well, let's go, I'm hungry!" Duo chirped, sliding off of Heero's lap and getting him to stand.
Heero nodded just as Duo threw him a shirt. After they were dressed, Heero again allowed Duo to grab onto his arm as they walked toward the buffet area. Duo had a smile plastered on his face, happy that he was spending even more alone time with Heero. Holding hands was just the start of what Duo wanted to accomplish with him. Sharing the bed wasn't as difficult to do as he had first thought. After staying up so late the thought hadn't even crossed his mind when he fell asleep. Now he only hoped that there was a way they could enjoy their time together a little more intimately.
Finding a clear table, Duo sat down across from Heero at the two-seater and began pouring over the menu. Heero sat in silence also looking over the menu, though his expression showed he didn't really care what he was having.
"Hey look, Heero, they have an all-you-can-eat buffet," Duo pointed out, his eyes lighting up.
Heero's eyes rose from the menu to Duo's face, "What does that mean?"
"It means for a set price we can eat as much at their buffet area as we can fill our stomachs," Duo grinned. "Of course, unless you want to get something else I'm always up for that."
Heero shook his head, "That sounds fine, Duo."
Duo glanced at him, studying him for a minute before he set his menu down. Duo folded his arms on the table, leaning over slightly.
"Did you eat breakfast while you were…," Duo paused to find the right words, "in battle?"
Heero glanced at him before looking away, crossing his arms casually, "Not really. We were given packaged foods in our mobile suits but I never really found time to eat. I was concentrating too much on the missions we had."
Duo nodded, listening intently with an interested expression on his face, "So…how did you keep up such…good shape?" Duo said, hoping that his face didn't heat up.
Great, now I'm almost as bad as Quatre. I've said crude things in the past to people I didn't even know, and of course Quatre and Hilde, but with Heero…it's different.
Heero shrugged, not noticing Duo shift with some unease, as he focused elsewhere.
"I did eat, just enough to get the nutrition my body needed, not anything more," Heero answered.
"So nothing substantial then?" Duo asked, his eyes widening slightly.
Heero shook his head, turning back to Duo, "No."
"Well, you've had it worse than me," Duo said, leaning back in his chair. "I used to be on the streets quite a bit, well, I suppose that was my fault," Duo said, leaning on his arm as he talked.
"How's that?" Heero asked, his attention completely on Duo now.
"Well…I ran away from the orphanage, and even when they placed me in foster care I ran away. I just hated it…knowing that they weren't my real parents. I wasn't on the streets for long, just a couple months throughout the three years I was taken in and out of orphanages and foster care. Ever since I was a baby I started out in the orphanage. I never asked about my parents, like why I was there in the first place. There was no point," Duo said, now stirring his drink as he looked down. "When I was, I think five that was my first time running away until I was nearly eight. They finally sent me to a church in which I was taken care of. I actually didn't mind being there; never ran away. And I didn't even know why…
"The priest there, and the nuns, especially this one nun Sister Helen," Duo smiled in remembrance. "She was my favorite. She used to tell me stories all the time. Anyway, they kept me until I was nearly thirteen and then they found me a stable place to live on my own and a very nice paying job, for how young I was. So I guess I was a lot like you," Duo said, looking up at him, "I wanted to be independent at a very early age. The job I was in was a training program. They had programs for the martial arts, the navy and army; all sorts of things. That was where I met Hilde, my friend. Well, she's both Quatre and my friend now, but before Hilde and I hung out at the job place. I was training to go into the navy so that I could travel across waters. It seemed like an adventure to me then," Duo smiled shyly.
"But I ended up finding out that there was more to life than getting away from people and always getting caught up in battles, or wars. I found that Hilde was a great friend, and friendship was much more important to me. The only reason I wanted to go into the navy, or some training program, was to get away from the earth and people. Instead, I went with Hilde to space, I think when I was almost fifteen, where she was training for a martial arts trophy, some competition on L5 I think. She actually lost to this Chinese guy, who's kind of sexist but he actually congratulated her for her hard work."
Duo sighed slightly, "I got a job, which Hilde helped me find and got my own apartment soon after. Hilde was still training in the martial arts program, trying to win a competition in order to get placed into a traveling performance group that makes a lot of money by showing colonies, and places on Earth their awesome fighting shows. But Hilde found she didn't enjoy it as much after five years of being in it, so she came to live with me. And we've been friends ever since."
Heero had put down his menu and was watching Duo intently as he was focused on everything he was saying. Duo sighed again and glanced up at him with a wide grin.
"So was that too long, or too boring? Do you think you know too much about me?" Duo asked, taking another sip.
"No," Heero answered with a slight shake of his head. "It's more interesting than my life."
The two sat in silence for a few minutes, just relishing in the company. Duo put their menus together on the edge of the table to signal for a waiter or waitress to come by. Then he turned back to Heero who had uncrossed his arms and was sipping his water.
"So, have you got any questions for me?" Duo asked, raising his eyebrows with a grin.
Heero set down his glass and looked at him while he was thinking.
"You said you and Hilde were friends before, when you met her in the training program facility," Heero said as Duo nodded in acknowledgment. "Then you said Hilde is both yours and Quatre's friend?" Heero inquired.
Duo nodded again swallowing his sip, "Yeah, once Hilde moved in with me in the apartment she had to find a new job. We found this really nice job as a waitress. It's a small restaurant, but it has a place for a bar and then some booths and the food and recipes were all created by the manager, who's also the head chef. Sometimes they'll come out and do demonstrations for you to watch, but it was also a good job because although it paid a little over the average amount, they also give bonuses if the employees come every day for so many months out of the year, or something. So Hilde's doing good. She's thinking about getting her own apartment soon, but until then she's probably gone and redecorated the whole apartment while I'm gone," Duo huffed with a roll of his eyes.
"She sounds nice," Heero observed, his expression calm but interested.
"Oh she is," Duo smiled. "She was actually the one to tell me to talk to Quatre. I'm not sure how much Quatre wants me to tell you, but you remember how those poachers said he was royalty?"
Heero nodded, "I remember. I was a little surprised because he didn't have any bodyguards with him."
Duo shook his head with a small smile, "Quatre's definitely not the type to bring Rashid, or any others. He's independent in his own way. He's actually not a full-blood, but half royalty, on his mother's side. I guess he wanted to get away from the world he grew up in. Hilde has a big heart and she knew that Quatre always came into the restaurant depressed, though he could hide it well. He always had stacks upon stacks of paper to work on and usually didn't even finish his meal," Duo said, his smile fading a little. "He came to the restaurant not only to try and get away from his duties but to be among actual people, not that colony officials aren't people…it's just, well, you know…"
Heero nodded in understanding, so Duo continued. "Well, he sat close by to us to occasionally listen to us gossip about our lives. Hilde and I share stories of our adventures since we've both traveled so much. Poor Quatre, he had never really been outside of his colony. But then we just kind of clicked, you know. Hilde suggested I talk to him because he looked so sad and when I did I found she was right. Quatre just needed a friend or two. He grew up away from public schools and had tutors and all that fancy stuff, I mean he had to have been lonely," Duo observed with a slight shake of his head. "So that's how we met, and we've been friends for several years now, all of us."
"And you took him here for his birthday," Heero finished with a nod.
Duo grinned, "Yep…although, I really didn't take sharks, poachers and love-obsessed nerdy psychopaths into account. Never said that in the brochure."
A small smile fluttered across Heero's face and Duo observed it, inwardly smiling that he had gotten Heero to show more emotion. Although smiles seemed common to most people, Heero seemed the type to always taken everything seriously.
I wonder if his first smile was with us. Nah, probably with Trowa, but at least he's smiling more now. Before it looked really hard for him to do it, now it just comes naturally. I've got to keep this up! I need to break through that shell!
"You know what would be really cool is if I could introduce you to Hilde, you know," Duo said. "Hey! Why don't you come back with me and Quat?"
Heero closed his eyes momentarily before locking their gazes once more, "Duo…you know I can't."
"Why not?" Duo asked. "You don't have any more missions. Besides, Heero, do you really think Quatre's going to let Trowa go?"
Heero's eyebrows rose slightly, "What do you mean?"
"Quatre gets attached to people really easily. I can't explain it, he just has this charm that's like a magnet. Everyone loves him, but Quatre's always kind of locked himself up to getting attached to people, minus me and Hilde. This vacation sure has loosened him up and after everything we've been through together he's not going to want to leave Trowa. I'm surprised he hasn't gotten emotional yet," Duo said seriously. "I'm sure Quatre will ask Trowa to come with him…just temporarily, if he hasn't all ready, and I'm quite sure Quatre won't take no for an answer. So, you might as well go with your partner. Can't do anything without him, right?" Duo's grin appeared again, taking place of the serious expression.
Heero smiled slightly again, "We'll see," he said turning his head.
Duo inwardly cheered, hoping that he was close to breaking the ice. He knew what he said about Quatre was true. He would definitely throw a fit if they had to leave without them.
Besides, Quatre has a place for them in that huge palace of his. He says he has guestrooms that are barely used because not that many people come over, minus me and Hilde of course. I hope they'll both agree to come and stay a while…I'm not ready to say goodbye either.
Before Duo could think of something else to say, to try and strike up another conversation between them, a waitress came over, picking up the menus.
"Are you boys ready to order?" she asked sweetly, playing with the long strand of blonde hair that played in her face.
Duo looked to Heero who glanced at him and nodded. Duo smiled at her, "Yeah, we'll both have the buffet."
The girl smiled and nodded, writing it down, "Great choice, that's always my favorite. I'm sure you saw a glimpse of it on your way in. It's over there in the back," she pointed. "And if you need anything, just let me know. My name is Dorothy," she said glancing at Duo before turning to Heero.
Heero just nodded in response, not showing any emotion on his face toward her. The girl then took the menus with her as she left. Duo felt his eyes linger on her for an unknown reason.
I think I've been hanging around Quatre and his empathy too long.
He smiled at the thought and turned back to Heero, forgetting the inkling that roused within him.
"So, you ready to get something to eat?" Duo asked, not waiting for a response as he stood up and held out his hand for Heero to take.
Heero took it casually, not seeing the emotion light up in Duo's eyes as their hands touched. They headed toward the buffet where several people were all ready lined up. The buffet consisted of several different kinds of meals from eggs and bacon, to omletts and French toast, and even Breakfast Soufflé . Duo was piling things onto his plate while Heero was occasionally picking up small amounts.
"Hey Heero, I'm going to check out the salad bar, I'll be right back," Duo grinned, as Heero nodded subly and went back to selecting his meal.
The salad bar was diagnal from the buffet place, a distance away so that they were separated but Duo could still see Heero almost perfectly. He began piling some jello and salad onto his all ready filled plate, noticing just how right Hilde had been when she said he ate like there was no tomorrow.
At least Heero is eating in the morning now. I know he and Trowa haven't been soldiers for a few years now, but they're still not accustomed to everything outside the battle field. I'm sure I can help Heero a lot there, and I know Trowa's in good hands.
Grinning as he finished collecting all the food that would fit without piling over, Duo turned to glance at Heero to see what he was doing. His grin froze, unable to take it down or make it wider as his eyes caught sight of something that made his blood boil. Heero was calmly selecting things from the omlett section, his back toward the tables where people were sitting. Behind him, where Heero could not see, the waitress Dorothy who had taken their order was standing no more than five feet, staring at Heero very hungrily. Her eyes ranked down his body, glinting as they moved, as if he wasn't wearing any clothes at all. Heero walked around to the other side of the buffet table, oblivious to anyone else including the girl who had her attention now focused in a very specific spot on the front view, her lips curling slightly. Heero's eyes were focused down on the buffet table, facing her way slightly diagonally. There were some people around him so he was unable to notice the light blue-gray eyes focused on him. Duo's hands were shaking as he glared at her harshly, suddenly feeling extremely overprotective of his protégé; over his boyfriend, not hers. Although they technically weren't boyfriends yet, Duo was certainly not going to allow some waitress to oogle Heero as if he were on sale.
Go buy a pair of shoes like the snobby little girl you are and oogle yourself! He's MINE!
Duo felt like stomping over there and slapping her straight across her face, or better yet, kissing Heero passionately right before her eyes, but at the moment he couldn't do anything with his hands full. Silently fuming, Duo stomped over toward their table to quickly rid of the plates in his hands. He set the plates down harshly and wheeled around to stomp back toward where his boyfriend was being studied by the waitress, and found Heero standing right behind him.
He jumped back a little from being startled, staring at Heero with wide eyes.
"Heero! When did you get there?"
Heero sat down calmly to eat his meal and glanced up at Duo, who was still standing with his eyes widened from being startled.
"I was on my way back here when you were setting your plates down," Heero answered casually. "You seem upset."
Duo felt his body relax and his eyebrows to cease narrowing as he put on a smile, sitting down in his seat.
"I'm all right, just angry that they didn't have the right kind of dressing," he forced himself to laugh, realizing that it was very hard to lie to him so he lowered his eyes onto his food. "So, what'd you get?" Duo asked, changing the subject.
Heero stared at him silently for a minute before answering, "I got the omlett special."
Duo nodded a little more enthusiastically than he normally would have, "That's nice!" Duo chirped. "I got a little of everything."
Heero's eyes glanced down at his plate, flashing in amusement, "I noticed."
Duo laughed lightly, his anger almost immediately ceasing at realizing how he had overreacted. Heero was extremely attractive, but he had been cold to the girl and not to Duo, since they were friends plus some.
I hope we can become even more. But first I've got to get control over my emotions. It's not like the girl knows we're together.
Duo felt his nerves calm down as he sipped his drink. They sat there in a comfortable silence while eating, Duo occasionally glancing at Heero to watch him eat. He finished his first meal before Heero had and moved his plate to begin on his salad with a side of jello.
"Hey look, they give plastic forks for the salad," Duo grinned, holding up the clear plastic fork.
Heero looked up but didn't respond as Duo smiled at him.
"Oh come on, Heero, lighten up a bit. Plastic silverware is fun," Duo smiled widely.
Heero didn't respond but stared at Duo, who held the plastic fork. His eyes glanced at the fork but didn't even pretend to be fascinated by it. Before Duo could tease Heero some more they were interrupted by a very feminine and flirtatious voice.
"Excuse me gentlemen, do you need anything else?"
Duo turned to see the waitress, Dorothy, standing there smiling. And although she asked both of them her eyes were fixated on Heero.
"No," Heero answered bluntly, his deep blue eyes glancing up at her.
The girl didn't seem to mind that he was unusually cold and just smiled widely, her gray-blue eyes narrowing seductively, or what she would consider seductive.
"Are you sure? I could get you another drink, or perhaps some…sour cream for your Soufflé ?"
A loud snap caught their attention breaking any more words that could've been spoken. Duo's face was calm and his elbow was still resting on the table. The only thing that had changed was the broken plastic fork still resting between his fingers snapped in half in less than a second. The girl's "flirtatious" look had been placed with surprise, almost as if she had forgotten about Duo. Duo forced a smile on his face, that was too wide to have been real.
"Actually, yes, I need a new fork," he said, keeping his tone low in case his anger took over.
Her eyes settled on the broken plastic fork and she nodded hesitantly before turning around to retrieve the item. Duo placed the broken fork on the table and turned to Heero who was looking at him with a somewhat blank expression.
"These forks are just too easy to break," Duo smiled with a somewhat forced laugh.
A moment later the waitress returned with another fork, this time a metal one, and then left as quickly as she had come without another word. Duo smiled at Heero as he picked up the new fork and began to eat again. Before Duo could get a chance to think of something to say, his eyes caught sight of the waitress who was a short distance away staring at the back of Heero. Duo's eyes visibly narrowed so threateningly they nearly completely changed shape, the glow from the lamp and the morning sunlight making his deep violet eyes gleam unnaturally. The waitress caught his eye and her eyes visibly widened as she turned and increased her pace, heading toward her next customers.
"Duo?"
Duo turned, not realizing that he had been giving the girl a deadly glare, which Quatre had told him made him look scary enough to intimidate a werewolf with three heads, not that he'd ever come across one. His fork was pushing very dangerously into the plate, scraping across it as well and he quickly pulled it back up, turning toward Heero as if nothing had happened.
"Yeah?"
"Do you know her?" Heero inquired with a blink of his eyes.
"Know who?" Duo asked, taking a sip of his drink.
"The waitress," Heero said plainly.
Duo's eyebrows furrowed in question, "No…why would you think that?"
"You were glaring at her," Heero said.
Duo shrugged, "I don't really like blondes," he lied, not having anything better to say.
Heero's eyebrows rose slightly, "Really? I thought Quatre and you were best friends."
"I didn't mean males, I meant females," Duo sniffed, feeling a bit snobbish himself. What was he supposed to say? That he had acted insanely jealous and overprotective when Heero hadn't even noticed what the girl had been doing? Why is he looking so sexy like that?! It has to be his eyes…No wonder Dorothy was staring at him…Wait, I'm staring at him too!
Duo blinked from having stared at him for several minutes, feeling the intensity grow between them.
"Uh, Heero, do you want to go back to the room?" Duo asked, swallowing the lump in his throat.
Heero nodded, "Sure."
The two paid the check, which was left by the girl who had barely glanced at them when she came around. They left a tip and then headed back upstairs toward the room. Duo felt his stomach tighten as they neared their room door, but he focused ahead. They entered the room and Duo put the key card down on the table, turning to watch as Heero approached the balcony, opening the doors and standing in front of them to allow the wind to blow over his body. His hair was tossed backward, falling somewhat messily in his eyes as his loose shirt was blown harshly, lifting the thin material to the expansion of his lower back.
Duo could feel his heart hammering in his chest and knew that he just couldn't be patient. He wanted to take his time breaking the shell off of Heero, and he was doing a good job, but not enough to the desire lurking within his veins. A flash of clouded passion passed momentarily, dispersing as if it were never there. Duo blinked, rubbing his chest from the feeling. And then he slowly approached behind Heero, keeping his eyes locked onto him.
He didn't even let Heero know of his close proximity as he slid his arms around his waist, hugging him tightly. Duo rested his head on his shoulder, feeling the breeze sweep through him as well.
"Should we check on Trowa and Quatre?" he heard Heero ask calmly.
"No," Duo answered, his lips brushing lightly against the neck collar of the shirt.
He was timid at first, unsure of what his emotions were craving, but soon found his lips seeking contact with Heero's warm, tanned flesh. Duo kissed up his neck more passionately than he had previously that morning. It had been more friendly before, just to rouse Heero from his work, and now it was much more arousing and sensual.
"Duo?" he heard Heero ask calmly, his tone holding the same expression in it that it did when Duo would take things a little higher.
This time, though, Duo didn't stop what he was doing and continued across the back of his neck to the other side. His lips moved gently over the expansion of neck given to him as he kissed his other side the same way…only even more passionately than before. Duo trailed his tongue up Heero's neck toward his ear, before slipping it back in his mouth when he reached his destination.
"Yes?" he breathed in his ear.
He could tell Heero had closed his eyes for a minute, contemplating what to say. He did that every time they would get even slightly more passionate. Duo had at first thought that it was a way of Heero saying he wanted to stop, but now he wasn't so sure. His expression was always the same as when Heero had told him he deserved someone better.
Well I'm going to show you that I don't want anyone else.
Duo's hands, which were at Heero's waist, trailed upward bringing the thin material with it. The sun's rays instead reflected across Heero's tanned abdomen, gliding down the packs of muscle that lay beneath the warm skin. One of Duo's hands ranked down his chest and abdomen while the other held the material up.
"Aren't we supposed to meet Trowa and Quatre at the beach soon?" Heero inquired, his eyes still closed shut and his tone remaining emotionless.
"They can wait," Duo said, not really in control of what he was saying. It was almost as if he had let his emotions take control of him and his body wasn't complaining.
His hand lingered on Heero's abdomen and his head rested on Heero's shoulder. A sly smile crossed Duo's features as his fingers unexpectedly delved only a tad beneath the spandex. In a swift move, Duo found himself pinned against the wall next to the balcony doors. His shoulders were held tightly by each of Heero's hands and his legs were pressed up roughly against Heero's, held into the wall and barely able to move.
Heero's eyes had hardened slightly, staring into Duo's as they kept the intense gaze.
"So I take it you like what I'm doing?" Duo let a small grin show.
Heero's eyes narrowed, "Duo, stop."
His voice was harsh, but somehow Duo felt he could see right through the tough mask set on his face. Although Heero's words were almost threateningly, his eyes showed everything. They were dilated slightly, his eyes almost shimmering a deeper blue, which caused Duo's lips to curl upward in a wider grin.
"Oh, come on, Heero, you can't hide your emotions from me anymore. I know you enjoyed that," Duo said, his tone slightly teasing.
Heero pushed him a little harder against the wall, his pupils returning to normal, "Duo," Heero warned, his tone becoming slightly harsher.
Duo didn't listen though as he stared at him, "Why do you not allow people to get inside, Heero?"
"Because that's how I am," Heero said gruffly.
Duo shook his head, "That's not how anyone is, Heero. You're lying to yourself. And you're trapping your emotions so deep inside you. You can't fight them forever. You're human and humans have emotions, so deal with it."
"Duo, I'm warning you to stop," Heero said, his eyes boring into his.
"I'm only trying to help," Duo insisted, watching as Heero just stared at him with no response. "But I know something that can help a little more."
Although his shoulders were pressed up against the wall, his hands were not held down. Duo reached his hands up to wrap around Heero's waist, pulling him into a kiss. At first Heero tensed and did nothing, but Duo coaked him with a soft, endearing kiss that wasn't that passionate, but enough to allow Heero to loosen up and let Duo kiss him.
Duo had seen this side of him before, although it wasn't really a side, more like a defense mechanism. Heero had gone into this defense mode after Duo had French-kissed him in the Jacuzzi, a sign that Duo probably went past the boundaries Heero was expecting. And Heero wasn't the kind of person who liked surprises. But the only way to crack the entire shell was to get passed that defense and beat it, and Duo was quite determined to do just that.
Slowly, one of Duo's hands left Heero's waist trailing downward without actually touching him. Without warning, Duo's hand shot up between his legs, grabbing his crotch and squeezing it gently. He heard a low growl emitted from Heero before he was thrown roughly to the ground. Heero pinned him down roughly, his eyes narrowed into a very deadly glare that Duo wasn't intimidated by. He saw Heero's arm flex backward as his fingers curled into fists. Heero was sitting on top of him, getting ready to strike, but Duo just lay there calmly.
You won't hit me, Heero. You may be a soldier, but I know you only hide your kindness deep within. You don't want to hurt me.
Heero was panting above him, his fist still ready to strike as he stared down at Duo. Neither of them moved. Heero's eyes were slightly wider than they had been before, surprised by Duo's plan of attack on him and probably the emotions that threatened to break his only defense in protecting himself. Duo slowly rose his upper body, since his legs were unable to move, bringing his face closer to Heero. Out of the corner of his eye he could see Heero's fist, but his attention was focused on the enraged blue in front of him. Making sure to move slowly so Heero wasn't surprised, Duo leaned forward, wrapping his arms around his back and touching their lips together.
Heero's heart was still beating quickly and his fist clenched and ready as Duo kissed him. With ease, Heero's arm lowered and his fingers, one by one, unclenched until the fist had disappeared. Duo felt his body pushed away as Heero broke the kiss, his heated gaze glaring into Duo's.
Duo smiled, "See, that wasn't so bad, now was it?"
Heero's eyes narrowed slightly, though not in a threatening sense, "Duo," Heero's voice still held the firmness as his tone remained emotionless with a hint of warning.
Duo just smiled at him, "One more kiss?"
Heero's muscles seemed to visibly relax as Duo stared at him, smiling softly. Heero's glare minimized and Duo leaned in, capturing their lips together. Heero kissed back gently, his muscles still partially flexed as if ready for another move. Duo smiled inwardly and grasped Heero's hand in his. Heero tensed for a second, but then relaxed as Duo wound their fingers together. Duo pulled Heero's hand with his as he pressed it against his chest where his heart was. At the same time, he pressed more urgently against Heero's mouth. Slowly, Duo dragged Heero's hand downward, letting their fingers linger together.
Duo broke the kiss, but kept the close proximity between them so their noses were almost touching. Heero's eyes were calmer as they locked into Duo's.
"Heero," Duo breathed softly, despite the silence in the room, "I need you."
With his hand still grasped onto Heero's, he pulled Heero's hand forward pushing his hand againt his own crotch area. He saw Heero's eyes widen at the feeling of Duo's partial desire that was beginning to grow and gave him no time to react as he crushed their lips together feverishly. The kiss became much more demanding as Duo slipped his tongue into Heero's mouth, catching his tongue off guard. Duo slid his tongue against Heero's, relishing in the soft, slick contact. Their mouths were hot, especially when combined together and Duo wrapped a hand around Heero's head to bring their mouths even deeper together as he pushed his desire against Heero's hand.
Duo felt his breath quickening as the touch became more sensuous. He groaned into Heero's mouth, and the next thing he knew he was thrown upon the bed, pinned down as Heero deepened the kiss. Their tongues wrapped together, sliding against each other as the bed cushioned Duo's back, allowing for Heero to pin him down.
Duo slid his hands down to Heero's hips and pulled him closer. Duo broke the kiss, thrusting his head backward in pleasure as their erections made contact. He felt a low groan emit from Heero's mouth as his breathing increased. "Duo!" Heero panted for breath, his chest heaving as he stared down at Duo with slight surprise.
"Why are you stopping?" Duo asked, wanting to feel more of that touch.
Heero shook his head, "Duo, you're making a mistake. You don't want to do this with me."
"Sure I do, Heero," Duo said. "I want this."
"Duo…," Heero turned his head away slightly, "you deserve someone who's more experienced."
"More experienced in what, Heero?" Duo asked sharply, sitting up. "Love? No one's experienced in love; that's what makes it so unpredictable. Do you really think I'm more experienced than you are?"
Heero just stared at him, his eyes keeping the same depth. Duo shook his head, "Heero…I'm just as inexperienced than you. I mean, I have been on dates before, but I've never gone past kissing someone, and you're the first person I've kissed that passionately with…ever."
"Duo…I can't…I don't want to hurt you," Heero said, closing his eyes tightly.
Duo brought a warm hand to his face, lifting his chin so his eyes would open.
"Heero, you won't hurt me. You're just afraid to open your heart, but I promise you…I do love you and I want us to be together," Duo said sincerely, his eyes gleaming with compassion.
Heero's eyes softened at him and Duo brought his lips toward him in response. This time, Heero responded immediately as the kiss deepened. Duo kept their lips locked as his hands traveled toward Heero's chest, unbuttoning the buttons to the thin shirt. Heero didn't protest as the material slid from his broad shoulders and scattered to the floor. Duo wrapped his arms around Heero's warm back, his hands rubbing against the skin.
Their tongues met briefly with hesitantcy, but then continued on to explore the feel of the hot, wet tongues together, exploring the familiar sensation of each other's mouths. Duo moved his hands to his own shirt and hastily ripped his shirt open, not caring if the buttons ripped. The shirt fell off and Duo tossed it aside, wrapping his arms back around Heero's body and pulling him forwad. Heero pressed his body on top of Duo's as their lips remained in a searing kiss, their hands feeling for more skin. Duo's desire was beginning to come to its full peak, wanting more and more each second. Without opening his eyes, Duo moved his legs against Heero's before wrapping them around him and thrusting his hips upward, causing the friction to let out a groan from his throat.
Heero broke the kiss from the sudden passionate move and was breathing rapidly above him.
"Duo…," he panted breathlessly. "I don't know what to do."
Duo smiled, "Well, I'm not an expert but I think it'll help if we had some kind of lotion or oil. I think there's some sun block in the drawer," he gestured to the bureau next to the bed.
Heero leaned over and opened the drawer, pulling out a small bottle of sun block. They both were breathing deeply as the desire filled the room. Duo had to blink to clear his mind from the haze of pleasure that was filling him in order to help Heero.
"What do I do with it?" Heero asked.
Duo knew Heero wasn't completely clueless, but he still didn't understand the use of the lotion. Duo's eyes ranked down his chest toward the slight lump now poking through the spandex.
"Well, first, you need to be better…prepared," Duo grinned. "Stay like this," he said, moving his hands toward Heero's hips and keeping him firmly put.
Duo pulled Heero down slightly and spread his legs a little, wrapping them around Heero's legs.
"Now push down," Duo said quietly.
Heero glanced at him for a minute before pushing down. And since Duo's hands were firmly locked on his hips he guided only his hips forward as their groins touched each other; erections meeting in a gentle but sensous stroke. A low growl emitted from Heero's throat, mixed in with pleasure.
"Duo…," Heero gritted his teeth.
"It's all right Heero, don't fight the sensation otherwise it'll drive you crazy," Duo smiled. "Just let it take over and don't be afraid of it. Here, I'll help you with the next one."
Heero stared at him silently as Duo got a better grip on his hips and brought Heero down lower before spreading his legs wider and thrusting upward, causing not only their erections to brush but a closer contact between the very thin material on their lower bodies. It sent several jolts of pleasure running through Duo's body as he tried not to move too fast, wanting more of that feeling. Instead, his eyes focused on Heero who was now very visibly enjoying the treatment. Duo's eyes widened at how tight the spandex material was against his growing erection.
"Now, put the lotion on," Duo said.
Heero glanced at him, his eyes opening to look down at him. Duo saw that his pupils had dilated again with passion but he was less hazy than Duo, able to comprehend what he was saying.
"Where?" Heero asked.
"Where do you think?" Duo asked amused, a small smile tugging at his lips.
Wordlessly, Duo pushed his hips causing Heero's erection to move in the tight confinement of the spandex. Heero glanced down, understanding what he was saying. Without responding, Heero opened the bottle and poured some out onto his hands. The bottle was placed back on the stand as Heero raised himself higher in order to get space between them. He pulled at the spandex, slowly easing down his thighs.
Duo's eyes widened as his own arousal increased at the sight of Heero's, who obviously didn't wear anything underneath his shorts. The spandex must've been extremely tight, gripping his erection to make it seem smaller for Heero was much bigger than Duo had assumed. And he could tell that although Heero was very much aroused, he wasn't completely erect, which caused shivers to crawl up his spine in anticipation. The spandex slid off Heero's legs as he tossed it to the floor to join his shirt. Duo was too captivated by Heero's body to remember he still had his shorts on.
Heero looked up at him, as if questioning if he was doing everything right and Duo nodded. He watched at the erotic display as Heero smeared the white lotion over his erection, his hand wrapping around his member as he did so. Duo could tell that Heero wasn't getting any more aroused by his own hand touching himself, probably because he never had sexual feelings before (nor had he masturbated, most likely). Quatre had been the same way. He never had time for relationships so had never felt sexual feelings before (and always blushed at crude comments). In a way, Duo hadn't either, because Heero was the first person he was really attracted to. The others had been flings, or just friends; never going farther than a kiss. And now Heero would be the person to share the most intimate feeling with him.
As Heero finished up coating his member, Duo had begun to squirm underneath him to try and rid himself of his shorts. His hands finally found the button and pushed it through, his own erection feeling some relief when he began to tug them down. Heero brushed the lotioned hand against his other to rub in the excess lotion.
"It's done," Heero said.
"That's…ah, nice…now, can you help me? You're sitting on my legs so I can't get mine off," Duo said as he tugged on the shorts.
Heero raised his body slightly in order to allow Duo to pull the offending article off, slipping down to his ankles which he quickly kicked away. Next, Duo pulled his underwear, biting his lip from the sensations that overflowed from freeing his erection. His underwear slipped down his thighs and toward his ankles after the shorts. Moving his legs at an angle the underwear fell to the floor. Duo looked up at Heero, who was staring down at him, examining his body like Duo had done to his.
"You like something you see?" Duo teased, a sly smirk appearing.
Heero's eyes ranked up his body until they settled on his face. A subtle smile appeared on Heero's face as he stared at him.
"Come on, Heero, don't make me beg," Duo said, breathing deeply. "Let's do it."
"It'll hurt," Heero said, staring at him seriously.
Duo nodded, keeping a soft smile on his face, "I know, but I can handle it. As long as you make it good," he added with a wink.
The subtle smile on Heero's face curled higher to form a complete smile, as he leaned down, "Mission accepted."
Duo laughed lightly at the irony of the statement as their lips touched again. It soon became more than just a light feathery kiss to seal the passion rising. Mouths opened deeper as tongues slid from hybernation to wrap around each other. Duo slid his tongue alongside Heero's while wrapping his arms around his back, squeezing the mucles that flexed and unflexed. Duo's nails dug into Heero's back as Heero's lotioned erection came in contact with his. His hips arched upward to grind them together more, causing moans to erupt from both of them. Heero's came from far down in his throat and quieter, but still arousing in its deep tone.
Heero's skin came into closer contact with his as he covered him, pushing their all ready sweaty abdomens and chests together as their lips remained locked together. Duo felt Heero's abdominal muscles flex as they brushed across his own, moving downward a little ways. Duo's breath hitched as he felt something moistened hotly, and very hard pressing up against him. His own arousal was pushed up tightly against Heero's sweaty body, above his pubic area. Duo willed his muscles to relax, though his nerves were still on fire with anticipation. He had heard of the pain, but also of the pleasure that went with it and was very determined to share it with Heero.
Their lips unlocked and Heero's head rested above his shoulder, his deep breaths coming close to his ear. He knew Heero was taking slow so as not to hurt him and he was deeply grateful. Duo clenched his fists out of reflex as he felt the hard, coated hot flesh move in closer, only pressing up against the entrance. It didn't go farther so Duo's muscles relaxed. Once he was relaxed, Heero eased forward not too slowly, but only a little bit, getting just inside the entrance. Duo bit down on his lip, feeling some discomfort and a tad of pain at being slightly forced open.
He felt Heero move and opened his eyes, which he realized hadn't been clenched shut, to meet his gaze.
"Do you want me to stop?" Heero asked, the expression in his dark gaze reflecting concern.
His eyes were so incredibly sexy up close. The dark orbs shimmering against the light of the sun inside the room, and the pupils appeared almost glossy inside his eyes. Up close, his eyelashes were very distint; longer than they appeared from a distance. Duo had the urge to kiss him right then, but moving upward quickly would cause more discomfort so he settled for a sweet smile, one that would've nearly matched Quatre's.
"No, keep going, Heero. It'll feel better if it's more at an angle," Duo said, lifting his legs to wrap around each of Heero's and adjusting his position on the bed to tilt his hips slightly.
Heero nodded, remaining still as Duo got adjusted before leaning back down, their cheeks brushing up against one another as he moved forward, the ripples of his abdominal muscles sliding up across Duo's. The pain increased slightly, but there was more pressure being applied. Duo concentrated on distracting himself until Heero found that sensitive spot. He hoped Heero knew what he was looking for. He rose his hips higher and adjusted his legs to wrap around the back of Heero's thighs pushing his erection a little higher on Heero's stomach.
Don't concentrate on the uncomfortable feeling. I have to distract myself, maybe by kissing him…Oh my…he's a lot bigger than I thought. Wait! Don't concentrate on that. Okay, um, um…HOLY—
Duo's thoughts were cut off as a nerve was struck inside him just as a tingling sensation had been hit as Heero entered. He wasn't sure if Heero was even half way inside of him, but all thoughts were erased from his mind as his hips jerked in reaction. His mouth opened while his eyes widened, but the sounds got caught in his throat as waves of ecstasy sent his mind spinning. He couldn't even make incoherent sounds because it had come so abruptly without warning.
The sensations that came strongly, causing his limbs to tingle and feel like they were numb, slowly calmed to allow Duo to think clearly enough to moan loudly, craning his neck up. Heero's breath was still hot on his neck and he could hear him making sounds as he continued to push forward. He felt his hips jerk up again as another nerve was hit, causing Heero to push forward faster. Slight pain came but soon was washed away as Heero began easing back out. He only eased out past the sensitive spot before pushing forward and hitting it again causing Duo to pull him down roughly thrusting his hips. Heero groaned loudly, almost as loud as Duo as the thrust caused excess friction, turning him at an angle inside for a second before he pushed back and then forward again hitting the same spot.
Duo was gripping Heero's back, but not from pain but ecstasy as his nerves were on fire with endless sensations and waves that were hit progressively each time. Heero knew exactly where to hit and never missed it as both of their voices got louder. Heero was still being gentle with him, probably because it was both of their first times, as he gently thrust inside in one swipe, hitting the spot that caused Duo to arch off the bed. The bed was shaking slightly from the rocking and Duo's hands trailed down Heero's back, brushing across his hips until his fingers reached his thighs. There, he squeezed Heero's thighs gently to feel his body flexing as he thrust forward, their bodies moving to the pattern.
And each time, Duo felt the pleasure ripping through him. He was able to help along with the pleasure, sliding his hips up with the movement. For a second, he hoped that Trowa and Quatre weren't all ready at the beach waiting for them, but his thoughts were erased as a loud moan escaped his throat causing his head to shake from side to side as Heero's paced increased in the slightest hitting the spot with a little more force.
*~*~*~*~*
Beneath the satin sheets that were coated with sunlight, a figure stirred from sleep. The satin sheets slid smoothly off of the shoulders that peeked through, lifting up as the figure rose. Soft, warm rays toughed the cream-colored skin as the body rose up slightly, not yet in a sitting position. Two refreshed turquoise eyes opened, blinking from the intensity of the light in the room. Looking outside at the sun that was up high, the figure turned to incline his head toward the clock on the stand.
"It's almost three in the afternoon!?" Quatre jumped up in surprise.
The sudden move caused him to yelp softly, clenching his eyes shut at the pain shooting up his spine. He cracked his eyes open, momentarily wondering why he was in so much pain when he had gotten such a good sleep. It was only a flash of a moment before he remembered crying the night before and Trowa comforting him, and then…
Quatre blushed despite the fact that they had shared an intimate moment. His cheeks turned a darker shade of pink noticing his clothes sitting on one of the chairs. His underwear was peeking through from under the shorts that were folded neatly on top of it. He remembered how his shirt had ended up near the table while his shorts had fallen somewhere the bureau against the wall across from the large, plush bed he was in, during the growing passion. He tried to glance outside, but hurt for him to turn at a certain angle so he opted to stay still.
Although his back was sore and his spine felt like it was on fire, only when he turned a certain way, it wasn't as bad as he had imagined it would be. He thought the pain would bring tears to his eyes and make it so he couldn't move for days.
Still…Trowa was certainly much bigger than I was. I'm surprised I can even move.
Quatre blushed as the vivid images passed before his mind. He had been too caught up in the moment to be completely aware of everything, but as he looked back on it he remembered seeing Trowa hovering above him, his naked flesh gleaming from the moon's rays as night had settled in. He had watched for an instant as Trowa's lean body moved closer, his abdominal muscles flexing so Quatre could see every pack he had as his hips moved forward with ease. That was when his mind had been swirling in ecstasy, unable to comprehend the details but relishing in the pleasure that rattled his veins.
He remembered hearing the sounds Trowa made, the soft, soothing tone of his pleasure while Quatre had been crying out and moaning louder. He knew his voice was higher than most guys, but soft and gentle. However, when he was moaning his voice seemed to increase in pitch and he hoped that he hadn't disturbed anyone next door.
His blush increased at the thought about what someone might think. Then his mind traveled to Duo and Heero. His eyes widened as he glanced at the clock again, making sure that he was reading it correctly.
Oh no! Trowa and I are supposed to meet them around three at the beach! What if Duo and Heero come here and see me without my clothes on and in bed?! They'll know what we were doing! Should I tell Duo? He is my best friend and he would probably give me advice on what to do next. But…what if Trowa doesn't want them to know?
His thoughts stopped abruptly as the question about Trowa drew him back to the present. He slowly lifted himself into a sitting position, the satin sheets sliding down his bare back revealing much of his skin, minus any private parts that were still covered by the sheet. Quatre's bright eyes traveled to the spot next to him, where a soft, subtle imprint of Trowa's body was still visible.
When did he wake up? I hope I didn't take all the covers during the night…
Quatre turned his head, unable to move his body completely around very quickly, for the pain was still fresh. He glanced toward the direction of the bathroom, seeing that there was no light on and the door was open.
"Trowa?" he called out quietly.
No answer came; just the peaceful morning silence and the occasional twitter that the birds outside were giving. Quatre winced slightly as he moved forward on the bed, nearing the edge to glance around the room. His eyes traveled around, seeing that Trowa's clothes were no where to be seen. The floor had been picked up and the chair that had been knocked over was neatly sitting against the table as it had when they first arrived.
Trowa's not here and the clothes he was wearing are gone! Does he…does he regret what we did?
Quatre's sea-blue eyes began to water with tears, shimmering as the sunlight ghosted over his face. He looked around frantically, just turning his head so his body wouldn't have to move. He shook his head, not wanting to believe that Trowa would just leave him after they made love. Even without his empathy he knew that Trowa was a kind-hearted person. But his emotions were beginning to take over him, and the proof of the silence in the room began to convince him as the tears threatened to fall.
"Trowa!" Quatre shouted in panic, moving quickly to slide off the bed.
Again, he had forgotten about the pain in his back and he cried out in pain, jumping slightly from the feeling up his spine. Because of his position on the bed, and his sudden move, Quatre's knee slipped, causing him to let out a high, but short yelp as his body slipped off the edge of the bed, the satin sheets clinging to him as he fell with a loud thud.
It took him a minute to realize he was laying on the floor on his back looking up at the ceiling. Luckily, the pain in his back hadn't flared up because of the move, but the carpet wasn't the most comfortable material to land on. The sheets were now tangled up, some of them on the bed and some dangling off the side and wrapped around his waist. The tears began to come back full force, his lips quivering as his emotions began to take over. His eyes were gleaming from the tears welled up in them, ready to pour out over his cheeks.
"Quatre?"
He turned his head startled, the tears hesitating from their fall as his attention was altered toward the door of the suite. Standing in the same tight jeans that gripped his hips almost seductively, with the tight, black t-shirt that showed every muscle on his chest and abdomen, was Trowa. Quatre opened his mouth slightly to say something, the shock of seeing him allowing his tears to disperse before they were even allowed to come out. Trowa was holding a bag in his hand, with one hand still on the doorknob.
Not caring about the pain throbbing in his back, Quatre lifted himself to his feet, holding onto the satin sheet around his body as he rushed toward Trowa, throwing his arms around him. He held him tightly, not letting any tears come down as relief washed through him. He felt Trowa's arms wrap around his bare back, warm to the touch. Held in his embrace, Quatre turned his head so his cheek was resting softly against Trowa's chest. It was then his eyes caught sight of the familiar suitcase lying on the floor up against the bureau.
Trowa's suitcase was here all along! I must've not noticed it because I couldn't turn at that angle.
He felt Trowa's arms release as he grabbed his arms instead, pulling him away slightly. Quatre looked up into his deep emerald orbs, realizing how much he missed him even in that short time span.
"Are you all right?" Trowa asked, concern etched into his features.
Quatre nodded, smiling up at him; his blue eyes brightening, "I'm fine, Trowa. I fell that's all. I guess I was still a little sleepy."
At that, Trowa smiled softly the light reflecting off his eyes and skin. Quatre felt his eyes soften at the sight, wanting to just press their lips together and kiss him for eternity, but he was still curious about where Trowa went.
"What did you get?" Quatre asked, glancing down at the bag in his hand.
Trowa glanced down as well, lifting up the bag. He reached in and grabbed an item, pulling it out.
"I got this for you," he said, holding it out for him.
Quatre reached out and grasped it, reading the label and finding that it was ointment to help irritations or discomfort. He looked up at Trowa, a sweet smile crossing his face.
"Thank you," he said.
Trowa nodded, "You can go put that on now. I also ordered some food from the room service, if that's all right with you."
Quatre nodded, his eyes still sparkling, "Of course, that sounds great. I just hope Duo and Heero don't get worried that we're a little late."
"That's why the food is being delivered in containers so we can eat at the beach," Trowa said, setting the bag down and closing the door.
Quatre's eyes lit up, "What a great idea! I'm sure Duo will be starving."
Trowa nodded with a small smile, "It should be here soon. I put your bathing suit in the bathroom for you after I changed."
"Thank you," Quatre said brightly. "I should probably get ready so we're not fashionably late," he said with a smile.
"I'll make the bed then," Trowa nodded.
"Oh, then here," Quatre said, unraveling the sheet from his body and letting it slide to the floor.
He picked it up, holding it out for Trowa with a soft smile, "Sorry, I guess it was attached to me."
Trowa took the sheet gently, their gaze locking for a minute. Quatre saw only compassion and kindness drifting through Trowa's eyes and smiled, turning to make his way to the bathroom. As he closed the bathroom door, Quatre took a deep breath, feeling his heart flutter. He was trying to not be so embarrassed about everything, especially since they had shared something very intimate. That was why he wasn't embarrassed when taking off the sheet, allowing his naked body to be exposed.
He saw his Speedo sitting neatly on one of the shelves above the toilet and he took it down. He opened the cream that Trowa had gotten him, dipping a couple fingers in it. Carefully, he applied it to the sore and burning areas between his legs, wincing as the ointment stung. After a minute the cooling ointment began to calm the burning and soon it was only a very mild sting. Quatre smiled, feeling relieved that the pain wouldn't be so bad now. He knew in a day or two he'd be back to normal, but until then he was glad he wouldn't have to bear the severity of it.
With ease, he slipped his Speedo on, glancing in the mirror to brush out his hair with his fingers before leaving the bathroom. The bed had all ready been made and Trowa was sitting on it with his legs stretched out across it, his gaze watching outside the open balcony doors. Smiling serenely, Quatre approached, his strides coming more gracefully than before since the pain had lessened. Trowa turned his head just as Quatre sat down by his feet.
"Did it help?" Trowa asked quietly.
Quatre nodded with a smile, "A lot, thanks."
Trowa smiled back and nodded, glancing outside again as he spoke, "The food they said will be here in just a few minutes. Then we can head to the beach."
"Great," Quatre smiled, feeling the warm breeze coming in from the opened doors.
A calm silence embraced them as they both were lulled by the beautiful weather shining in. Quatre's eyes trailed from the lush garden to Trowa, biting his lip nervously. Despite feeling much better, a question was still burning in his mind.
"Trowa…?" Quatre inquired softly, looking outside so as not to lock gazes with him. "Do you…regret having sex?"
After he voiced the question, Quatre turned his eyes to meet his, his heart racing wildly. He wasn't sure what Trowa would say and the anticipation was killing him. He didn't want to pry into Trowa's feelings, if he could, so he waited in half patience and half anxiety for his answer.
Trowa kept their gazes locked, staring at him evenly as the sunlight drifted over his face.
"No," he answered, after what felt like eternity but couldn't have been more than a minute. "No, I don't regret it, Quatre."
Quatre's heart was able to relax, his anxiety dispersing at the honest answer he was given. He felt his heart swell at what that meant.
"Do you?" Trowa asked quietly, his face calm.
"No, I don't," Quatre smiled, folding his legs so they were on the bed. "I don't regret it at all," he said crawling forward gently and placing himself in Trowa's lap.
Trowa shifted in order to help him get a comfortable position, allowing him to lean into his embrace. Quatre leaned his head against his shoulder, his back pressing against Trowa's chest as he sat against him, his arms resting peacefully at his sides. His legs were on top of Trowa's; his right knee propped up so his foot was leaning against Trowa's right leg. His left leg remained draped over Trowa's other leg.
Quatre felt Trowa's arm move to wrap around his waist loosely as they sat in a comfortable silence, relishing in the presence of one another.
"I'm sorry if I hurt you," Trowa said, his voice quiet by his ear.
Quatre smiled softly, craning his neck and moving up so his head could rest on his shoulder while looking at him.
"You didn't."
Trowa looked down at him with a soft expression on his face. Quatre could see that he was grateful he hadn't hurt him, and that made his eyes water. To prevent from becoming emotional again, Quatre rested his hands on Trowa's arm that was around his waist.
"Can I ask you a question?" Quatre broke the silence, turning to stare up at him again.
Trowa nodded, "Sure."
"Was this your first time?" Quatre asked, feeling a bit shy at asking such a personal question.
Trowa's eyes softened, "Yes it was."
"Mine too," Quatre smiled up at him, his eyes glistening. "Did you ever have anyone that you cared about?"
Trowa didn't answer right away and instead looked outside, his eyebrows furrowing in thought. His eyes soon lowered back down to Quatre's, who was looking up at him expectantly.
"There was one person I trusted," Trowa answered.
Quatre didn't respond, just staring up at him patiently to let him continue when he was ready. Trowa's eyes stayed locked into his for another minute before he leaned back against the headboard of the bed and stared outside, the smooth tanned skin of his face glistening from the rays that shone upon him.
"I worked undercover at a circus a few years back," Trowa stated quietly. "I was new to everything, having traveled with mercenaries when I was younger. That was during my training as a soldier. When I went to the circus it was for my first real mission, which was to stop a rebel group called Oz."
"You helped destroy Oz?" Quatre asked, his eyes widening as he shifted his body so he could look up at him easier.
Trowa glanced down at him and nodded, "Yes, I did. They were trying to destroy the colonies."
"I know," Quatre nodded. "My father fought in that war. That's how he died, when I was thirteen. Wait," Quatre's eyes grew larger, "were you thirteen as well when you were undercover to stop Oz?"
"I was nearing fourteen, but I don't know the exact date of my birth. It was just an estimate from what the orphanage had told me," Trowa said.
Quatre's eyes saddened, one hand slipping from Trowa's arm to grasp his hand that was resting comfortably on the bed. Trowa glanced down at him as Quatre laced their fingers together.
"You don't have to continue, if you don't want to," Quatre said, blinking slowly as he stared at him.
Trowa shook his head once, squeezing his hand for reassurance. Quatre smiled slightly and turned his body more comfortably so his head was resting against Trowa's chest, their hands still holding one another as Trowa's other arm remained around the back of his waist. Once he was situated he remained facing away from Trowa with his head on his chest, waiting for him to continue.
Trowa shifted slightly so Quatre's leg, that had been sitting on top of his, was now resting comfortably between his legs pressed up against his jeans. His leg that was resting on the bed wrapped lightly around Trowa's leg. After a small hesitation, Trowa continued.
"I didn't speak to anyone while I was there, mostly keeping to myself. I was around the animals a lot since I have a fascination with them. But there was one person who would still talk to me despite how cold I was and her name was Catherine. She watched over me and helped me adjust to the life I was living. I never really talked to her much, but I didn't treat her as coldly. Occasionally I would thank her for the food she brought me and she would tell me about her life," Trowa said calmly.
Quatre turned his head, moving his cheek off of Trowa's chest as he glanced up at him, listening intently.
Trowa smiled slightly, his focus still on the beautiful scenery outside, "She treated me like a brother. I never appreciated it until after she risked her life for me."
"What did she do?" Quatre asked softly, his eyes focused on Trowa's face.
Trowa's smile faded slightly, "She lied to the Oz soldiers who came looking for me. Had they found out or even gotten a hint that she was lying they would've killed her. Luckily, the manager of the circus was also protecting everyone there from Oz and my identity and whereabouts were kept a secret even until Oz was destroyed.
"I never really gave her anything, except I did save her life once too when she accidentally got caught in the middle of a mobile suit battle. After that, I opened up a little more to her and told her as much of my past as I felt comfortable. Talking about it made me realize that I had survived so much and to throw my life away would be pointless, so I fought for peace and to survive so I could live in a world with no war. Catherine stayed beside me as often as she could until I left," Trowa finished, closing his eyes momentarily. "I guess…I guess I did feel that she was the closest I had to family."
"That's so sweet," Quatre's eyes softened. "I'm sure you miss her a lot."
Trowa's eyes opened and he glanced down at the bright blue eyes gazing deeply up at him.
"I do miss her, yes, but I promised her I would visit now and then. I saw her before I got this new mission with Heero several months ago," Trowa said.
"We should see her together!" Quatre exclaimed, sitting up in his lap. "I'd love to meet her."
Trowa smiled, "I'm sure Catherine would appreciate more company."
"Does this mean you'll come back with me?" Quatre stared up at him, his eyes wide with expectancy.
Trowa closed his eyes, a blank expression coming over his face, but it was only for a second. When he opened his eyes they sparkled even without the sun shining on them.
"Since Heero and I don't have any more missions, I guess I'll have to," a small smile appeared, the corner of his lips quirking upward.
Quatre's eyes sparkled with mirth as he stared up at him, a sweet and excited smile lighting up his features. Moving his hand to help balance himself, Quatre leaned upward while pushing against him. Briefly their eyes met before Quatre closed his, their lips coming into contact. It was a sweet, caring kiss that lasted much longer than the first two tender kisses had and was filled with much more emotion than there had been previously between them.
As the kiss ended, Quatre pulled away staring up at Trowa with bright eyes.
"How long will you stay with me?"
Trowa closed his eyes the smile still on his face as he shook his head slowly, "Let's not discuss that now, Quatre," he said opening his eyes once again. "You shouldn't worry so much about the future."
"I know, Trowa," Quatre smiled almost sadly. "I'm glad that you'll at least be coming back with me for a while. I appreciate it very much."
It was hard to tell, but Trowa's eyes softened slightly, his eyes glinting a message. Before Quatre could tell Trowa exactly what he had wanted to say since he had woken up, a knock came at the door alerting both of them.
"The food is here," Quatre said, staring at the door before turning back to Trowa.
Trowa nodded and Quatre slid from his lap, allowing him to get the door since Quatre was only dressed in his swimsuit. He heard words exchanged, mostly by the woman standing there, and heard the door close a moment later as Trowa turned around carrying a bag of wrapped food. Quatre smiled at him as he approached, folding his hands behind his back.
"Do you have your swimsuit on under that?" Quatre asked, his eyes lowering to Trowa's clothing.
"Yes," Trowa answered plainly with a nod.
Quatre smiled compassionately and tilted his head in suggestion, "Then I guess we should head for the beach."
Trowa nodded and turned to open the door up just as Quatre grabbed a couple towels. Trowa held the door for him, allowing him to leave first. Once the door was shut, however, Quatre made sure to keep their hands locked tightly together. There was still time left to enjoy their stay and he had hope that perhaps being together would not end as soon as he had dreaded.
TO BE CONTINUED…
^-^ Well, I hope that was good and lasted long. I'm not sure when I'll post this next. To be honest, I have several other stories to update first. It won't be too long; hopefully not more than a few weeks. Later on in the week I'll get a date set for this story up on my profile! ^-^ Don't worry, this story is not yet over! This was just a fluffy chapter! *scoops up fluff and cuddles it*
To Reviewers:
R.L.N:
*grins* I'm glad you like my style. I try to make it as realistic and detailed as I can. I think I made Heero and Duo's lemon a little more detailed, but both couples will have their turns in the romance. ^-^ It's not over!Akennea:
^-^ Thanks!Sxybichic18:
hey, hey! You better still be reading this. *glares* Was this one good too?! I hope so! ^-^ I love fluffy romance. *sighs* You never imagined that did you? *evil grin*Chambers:
*cheers* I'm a 3x4 fan as well! A bit more than Heero and Duo but I like to be fair in the coupling, because Heero and Duo is still kawaii! ^-^ But yes, don't worry, Quatre and Trowa will have much more turns. I know Heero and Duo's lemons was a bit more vividly described, but I pictures Quatre and Trowa's lemon more sweet than lusty, but believe me their lovey-dovey moments aren't over yet! There's still more of this story. Both couples are going to be fairly equal but I promise to make the chapters long so you get enough Quatre/Trowa. ^-~Shinigami4ever:
*grins* How'd you like Heero and Duo? I know I focused primarily on Quatre and Trowa. Even though this story is in third-person, it's mainly in Quatre's P.O.V. like the Harry Potter books (if you've read them. If not, it's written in third-person but always with what Harry is going through). But don't worry, both couples get their fair share. ^-^ As proven here, I hope. And there's still more to the story, don't worry.Shin-Chan:
^-^ Yep, Quatre's happy, and so is Duo! *grins* Heero's shell is broken now! *cheers* Okay…must go start on other stories! *rushes off*