A/N: Yes, I'm a tease, thank you. Enjoy!
Having Heero underneath me and watching his face as I brought him pleasure was easily the most erotic and exciting thing I'd ever done. I'd taken myself in hand before, of course, but there was something completely different about doing it to someone else. He was a little thicker than me and I found it fascinating to feel the differences; it was like a fingerprint, similar but different for each person. His reactions, the way his eyes widened and darkened, the flush on his cheeks, the way he squirmed against me, were all serving to make me even more excited. I was groaning, pressing myself against his thigh even as I tried to focus solely on bringing him pleasure, when the door flew open behind us and I heard a very familiar voice yelling Heero's name.
My instinct was to leap off of Heero but I stayed myself, knowing that it wouldn't do any good: we were caught and Relena was not going to forget that easily. I slowly, regretfully, removed my hand from Heero's boxers and sat back on his thighs, absently tucking a strand of hair behind my ear. I could have sworn Heero had locked the door before he'd come in, and when I glanced over my shoulder I somehow wasn't surprised to see Relena loosely clutching a set of lock picks. I made a mental note to track down the person who had taught that annoying girl how to pick locks and introduce them to the business end of Shinigami's scythe.
Heero muttered a string of detailed curses under his breath as he reached down and zipped his pants back up, fastening the button. He then sat up and glared at Relena. "What," he began dangerously, "do you think you were doing?"
"I knocked but there was no answer," Relena said, her eyes still wide. She looked between the two of us like she couldn't believe what she was seeing. The door was still hanging open behind her and I shifted uneasily, realizing that anyone could walk by and see us. Heero's hands tightened painfully around my hips.
I had the feeling that Heero wanted me to move. I was still straddling his lap and the fact that he had sat up meant our chests were pressed together. His warmth was addictive but that wasn't why I was reluctant to move. He had a look on his face that would have sent a more perceptive person running for their lives. And while Relena was by no means stupid, much as I hated to admit it, she also had the stunning tendency to be as thick as a rock sometimes. She honestly couldn't seem to understand that Heero was about two seconds away from pulling out his gun and shooting her where she stood.
"Close the door, Relena," I said.
She jumped when I spoke and looked at me. The expression on her face was not unfamiliar to me, though it was certainly not appreciated. It was the kind of look you might give a sewer rat that was chewing on your shoe. I'd seen it several times when I was a child and it never failed to sting. I tensed in spite of myself and felt Heero's chest rumble with a warning growl. Relena paled a little and actually stepped further into the room, shutting the door behind her. I couldn't believe it. Had she been born without any sense of self-preservation? Or was she so delusional that she really thought Heero wouldn't hurt her? I suspected that if I moved she would fast find out differently; either the glare from the lights was much worse than I realized or Heero's god was dangerously close to the surface, because his eyes had turned a fathomlessly dark shade of blue.
"What are you doing here?" I asked her, feeling that it was better I spoke. She might hate my guts but at least I wasn't inclined to kill her for just existing. Well, not yet, anyway.
"I came to see Heero," Relena replied, tilting her chin up mulishly. She tucked the lock picks back into her blouse, sliding them down between her breasts, and then rested her hand on her waist. The other dangled at her side, emphasizing the jutting angle of her hip. "I tried to catch up to him after class but he rushed back here so fast I didn't have the chance." The tone of her voice clearly implied that she thought this was somehow my fault.
"Relena, in case you failed to notice, we're not really students at this school. We're here because we have a mission," I said impatiently. I wasn't sure what bothered me more, the fact that she'd walked in on us without our noticing or that she was still here. "Heero doesn't have time to socialize with you. And even if he did, he wouldn't want to," I added under my breath.
"Oh, but he has time to be in here with you?" she asked coldly.
"What we do behind closed doors is none of your business. Go away."
"I need to talk to Heero and I'm not going until I do." Relena folded her arms across her chest and stuck her chin up. Her lips were set firmly together and there was an odd tilt to her head that suggested she was not going to leave until she had gotten what she wanted. I looked at the way her fingers had tightened on her arms, so compressed that her knuckles had turned white, and knew that I had to tread carefully.
"If you want to talk to him, maybe you should try approaching him at a normal time like a normal person," I suggested. "It probably won't look very good if someone sees you sneaking into a boy's room after curfew." I arched an eyebrow, enjoying the way a dull flush spread up her cheeks. "Especially if they notice that you had to use lock picks to get in."
"Or you could both stop talking about me like I'm not here," Heero said. He sounded exasperated and I was reminded all over again of just how strong he was when his hands shifted, sliding underneath my thighs and lifting me up. I squeaked as he set me down on the bed and stood up, stalking over to Relena. Amazingly, she didn't seem to understand the dangerous movement, instead beaming broadly and holding her hands out to him.
"Heero, I knew you'd see it my way," she said brightly. "Let's go talk outside, okay?"
Heero just nodded and took her by the upper arm, pulling her none too gently outside the room. I watched the door close and took a deep breath, letting it out slowly. My arousal had faded, leaving me feeling sticky and unsatisfied. I could've finished the job but it would've felt cheap after having been so close with Heero. And I also wasn't entirely sure I trusted Relena not to come barging back in. It was bad enough she'd caught us the first time. I slipped my legs off of the edge of the bed and stood up. Really, I should've taken a shower, but somehow I found myself standing beside the door, my head tilted just enough that I could press my ear against the wood.
At first I couldn't hear anything. The wood, for all that it was a dormitory door, was actually pretty solid and surprisingly thick. I frowned in annoyance and craned my neck further. I'd have a kink in it later but it would be worth it if I could hear what Relena and Heero were talking about. And then, distantly, muffled like they were speaking under water, I heard the sound of their voices. Relena was talking, rushed and harried, like she was trying to keep quiet but couldn't because she was speaking so fast. I jumped when all of a sudden her voice rose and I could hear her perfectly.
" - you don't understand, Heero. I just don't know what you see in him. I mean, I get that you need people to depend on during… during this difficult time. No one understands that better than me. What you do can be dangerous at times and you need a partner who will be there for you. But why can't I be that person? I could do so much for you if you would only let me try."
"You're the one who doesn't understand, Relena, and every word you speak only convinces me of that even more." Heero sounded angry.
"He was on top of you, Heero! Tell me that you weren't doing what I think you were doing."
"I think we both know perfectly well what Alex and I were trying to do, and stop saying my name. We're supposed to be undercover and you're going to ruin that. You have no idea how much trouble we'll be in if we're caught!"
"He's the one putting you in danger! God it's like he has you hypnotized or something like that. You can't see him for the dangerous little bastard that he actually is."
"Don't talk about him like that, Relena. I'm warning you."
Relena actually paused, and she was silent for so long that I thought I might have missed something. But no - when she spoke again she was clearly trying to restrain tears. "You know, it scares me, what you do, but I thought I could live with it. I knew you needed someone who would wait for you, who could be there with you when this is all over, and I'm willing to be that person no matter how much it hurts. I admit that I don't like to see you doing anything with him, but if this is what you think you need then I'm willing to bear it for the sake of our relationship. I know you're pushing me away to keep me safe, because you love me, and for you I'll tolerate it."
I couldn't listen to her anymore. I stumbled away from the door, feeling sick to my stomach. I'd always considered Relena a stalker, a fangirl, someone that Heero would never really care about by virtue of the fact that she drove him crazy. Yes, she was deluded, and yes she seemed to love in some weird parody of a fantasy world, but I'd never stopped to think about the fact that she was genuinely in love with him. What I heard in her voice, no one could fake that. Relena genuinely loved him and I didn't know what to do about that. I didn't know what Heero would do, either, and I was almost afraid to find out.
Almost mechanically, I opened up the closet. Heero, being Heero, had hung a few things up in the closet to give the room a more lived-in look. It never would have occurred to him that most teenaged boys would've been perfectly happy to live out of a suitcase unless someone forced them to unpack. There was a sweatshirt with a hood on the neck, something that I had only ever seen him wear once when it was so cold outside that it couldn't even snow. I grabbed it and pulled it over my head, tucking the hood securely around my face to help hide my hair. Then I went over to the window, pushed the pane up, and climbed out.
It was easy to swing my way down to the ground; I might not have known much about trees but I did know they provided excellent handholds, and someone had been foolish enough to plant a string of them right along the side of the dormitory. I hit the ground on a crouched knee and stood up, glancing around. No one was in view but that didn't mean I hadn't been seen. Not that it would really matter: I was sure that kids escaped from here all the time to go have some fun in the town. I'd fit right in, no doubt.
I started walking towards the back gate, which would let me out in the direction of the downtown. From there it would only take me about twenty minutes to get to the base. I could start checking it out early. I was trying not to think about Relena, kept trying to make myself go over the plans instead, but I wasn't being very successful. Really, I didn't know her that well; I'd only ever thought about her as Heero's weird stalker. I'd dismissed her. But she was more than that and she kept clinging to Heero and I couldn't understand why. What was it about Heero that made her so determined that the two of them would end up together?
"Hey, you!"
A hand fell on my shoulder, pressed down hard, spun me around. It was only pure luck that I didn't lash out, which was what I wanted to do, but I stalled the instinct. I found myself staring up at a tall woman with dark hair tied securely in a ponytail. She was attractive, with big blue eyes and brightly painted lips, but there was something in her face that made me vaguely uneasy. Her nails were digging into my shoulder even through Heero's sweatshirt. I squirmed under the force of her hand and she started, releasing me abruptly, though the frown didn't fade.
"Where do you think you're going?" she demanded. "Curfew went into effect twenty minutes ago, young man."
Fuck. I'd been so caught up in thinking about Heero and Relena that I'd wandered straight into the hands of a teacher. I glanced past to her, to where the door of the gate was only about ten feet away, and inwardly cursed myself. I could have been out of here by now if I'd been paying attention. "I was just going for a walk," I lied. Apparently it wasn't very convincing because she let out a huff and put her hands on her hips.
"I don't think so. You were heading towards the back gate, trying to sneak out, hmm? Well we'll just see what the principal has to say about that. What's your name?"
"Alex Smith," I replied, realizing that I had a few options. Number one, I could distract her and make a run for it, but it would mean I wouldn't be coming back, or at least not as a boy anyway. And also Heero would probably kill me. Number two meant going with her and hoping that the principal would realize she didn't have a case, since she hadn't actually caught me doing anything wrong. That wasn't appealing, especially because I wasn't wearing my wig or my contacts. I'd be in trouble if anyone took a close look at me. But I had no choice. My mind was racing as I nodded slowly and took a step forward, falling into place behind her as she marched back into the administrative part of the school. There were a few students roaming around and the sympathetic looks I got when they saw who I was following didn't give me much hope.
She led me straight to what I deemed to be the main office and told me to wait outside while she went into the inner office. As soon as the door was closed I launched myself out of my chair and over to the secretary's computer. Because it was late, she was already gone for the day and I knew I'd probably never have a better chance than now to look at her things without supervision. It was already on and, handily enough, she'd written her passwords down on a sticky note that had been pinned to the side of her monitor. I typed her password in and impatiently jiggled my foot while waiting for it to begin.
It only took me a couple of minutes to ascertain that there was nothing useful in terms of war information on her computer. Not exactly surprising but it was good to confirm. I did find a very helpful electronic agenda that included all of the principal's actions for the next month. Heero and I would have no problem picking out a time to search his office and his computer. I e-mailed a copy of it to myself and then hurriedly sent her computer back to sleep. I landed back in my hair just as the door to the inner office opened and that woman stepped through. She looked at me suspiciously and I regarded her with my most innocent expression in return. Her eyes narrowed and her jaw tightened.
"You can come in now," she said shortly, stepping aside and gesturing for me to do so.
I stood up and went in.
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