Well...I've decided that instead of doing a series of things that would either have bits of lemon in them or have a lemon, I'm just going to do (mostly) normal days/moments from life after the war. Somehow, I think this should be better. Sorry, TopAce. No gratuitous f*cking. (Yet??) Probably some lemon in there somewhere, though...
If you had asked Duo Maxwell during the AC wars if he'd ever be agonizing over a loose board, he'd probably have laughed at you until he hyperventilated.
Now, he just stepped very carefully as he moved across the deck of his home, festooned with hammer, nails, and toolbelt.
"Dammit, why didn't those carpenters do a better job? I don't know the first thing about this..."
"Duo, if you can serve as a mechanic for a Gundam, you can do a little carpentry." Duo smiled at his lover's voice, but worry entered his voice as he turned to speak.
"Are you sure you should be out of bed? They said you needed rest, and you're not 15 anymore."
Heero performed an awkward one-shoulder shrug, as his robe slipped down to reveal the bulky fiberplast cast that encased his left shoulder, arm, and a fair amount of his chest.
"It's a broken shoulder, Duo. It'll heal fine, in bed or out. Even if I'm not 15 anymore." The calm warmth of Heero's voice made Duo want to pick him up and cuddle him, but if he started doing THAT, the board would never get fixed.
"Well, at least this time you let a doctor set the bones..."
"Didn't want to risk 3 months in the hospital from an embolism."[1]
"I still can't believe this happened, though..."
It had been three days ago, and they'd been having a party on the deck with some of their fellow comrades from the Eve wars. Quatre, Trowa, Hilde, Wufei, Sally, and to their surprise, Relena and Dorothy, who had dropped in to catch up with them.
Surprisingly enough, everything had gone perfectly, with all enjoying themselves, and the two men had finally wished their quests a good evening after stargazing with them for several hours, and offering them the hospitality of the house.
Heero had gone back out to the deck to put caps on the telescope's lenses, when a board on the deck had given way beneath him. Heero had instinctively shot his arms out to catch himself, but he still fell about 3 feet before he could snag the edge of the opening with his hand, hyperextending the arm and putting deep cracks in the shoulder bone.
He cried out in surprise, bringing everyone back to the deck in various states of undress. Relena's leopard print nightgown had generated almost as many appraising glances as Dorothy's grey satin one.
Heero had pulled himself up to the deck by that time, cursing fluently. He had felt the breaks grinding on each other as he'd levered himself up, and couldn't believe it had happened.
Hadn't he survived so much worse with only bruises and sprains?? This was truly ridiculous.
They had rushed him to a hospital, and within a few hours he'd been x-rayed, diagnosed, dosed, and covered in a cast which they were assured would be ready to come off in a week or two. [2] The break had occured at one of the few areas on Heero's bones which had not been laminated to prevent breakage, to allow red blood vessels to circulate.
So now, Heero was doing things with one arm, and Duo had taken it upon himself to fix the board.
"Attack my kobito, will you?? I'll make sure you never hurt him again!"
Heero couldn't resist laughing at Duo, as he continued pounding the nails with a vengance, ranting, shouting, and swearing at the deck.
"You think this is funny??" Duo raised the hammer in a half-threatening manner, his eyes blazing...
"Actually...yes." Heero failed to keep his voice perfectly flat, and mirth crept around his words.
"Well...yeah...I guess you're right..." Duo whacked the last nail into place, then hung the hammer and toolbelt over one of the deck chairs.
Duo stood, streching, and gently embraced his mate, carefully winding around his cast.
"But, at least those boards will NEVER touch you again..."
They were laughing as they kissed, which produced an odd sensation as their tounges explored each other's mouths.
Finally, Duo came up for air.
"You know...there's no way I can be on top with your arm like that."
"I suppose we'll just have to experiment, then...unless you'd like to wait another week..."
"A week? Uh-uh...we'll see what we can figure out..."
End Part 2
[1] Yes, Fat embolisms are currently near-undetectable, and lethal if they reach the brain.
I'm hoping medical science would improve measurably in 300+ odd years.
[2] Same kinda deal. Partially because of Heero's seemingly impossible healing rate, partially because of improved science again.
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