No sex quite yet. But this was gettin' a little long and well... it's been awhile since I've updated. So here's something to tease ya with. Hopefully I'll get to the rest of the scene REALLY soon. P.S. Thank Xellos-lover (did I get the name right?) for bugging me, otherwise I probably wouldn't have worked on this today.
Emi-chan
Duo slowly trudged down the sidewalk. She had spent the whole day keeping everyone she came in contact to as busy as possible. The plan had been to exhaust the bunch enough so she could sneak away a little later to meet up with the others and make off with the ship. But no, she went and outdone herself. Now she had to find some way to get Trieze asleep or knocked out by the time she needed to leave so she wouldn't be that suspecious.
Finally coming up to the door of the accomodations that Kushranada were staying in, she was about to knock when the door opened. Staring up she found herself in front of a long blonde haired man in jeans and a T-shirt.
"Excuse me but I was looking for another room, I'm sorry to have bothered..." She was cut off by the beautiful man.
"Miss, it's just me. Zechs. Come on in, Trieze is in here." Holding the door open he lead the girl to Trieze's room.
Trieze was laying back down on the bed, covers up to his waist. Face turning red, she noticed that there was no shirt or anything on his upper torso, and no note of any boxers, pants or underwear underneath the covers. Slowly turning his head to the side, Trieze looked straight at the blushing girl and spoke. "Ahh, Miss Maxwell. I'm so sorry to put such a burden on you, But I'm afraid that I didn't watch what I was doing today and hurt myself. I hope you don't mind helping me during the rest of the evening while Zechs goes to the rest of tonights events?"
Duo suddenly found herself staring at the floor in front of her. "I don't mind at all Mr. Kushranada, what do you want me to do?"
"Just sit down dear, and talk to me. It's not like I can really get up and do that much right now anyway." Looking at the chair next to his bed, she reluctantly sat down and looked over to him. "You've talked so much today, but I don't think you've told me anything about yourself."
Thinking it over she considered, 'Well, I run, I hide but never lie. So might as well tell as much as I can.' "Well, I'm pretty sure that I was born on L2."
"Pretty sure? You mean you don't even know where your from?" He asked suprised.
"Nope, I'm pretty sure that I was born there but I don't know for certain. I don't know who my parents were or have a birth certificate or anything like that." She watched his face as he tried thinking of the right words.
"Well, what do you know for sure?"
"Well," She leaned back in her chair, "I know that I lived on the streets with no name for a long time, then my best friend died and I got the name Duo."
One of his interestingly curved eyebrows arched, " The plagues?"
"Yeah, I actually survived that. Then I went to the Maxwell orphanage."
A confused look crossed his face, "That name sounds familiar but I can't place it."
With a sigh she relented the information, "Maybe because it became the Maxwell Masacre."
He stared at her almost defeated posture, "But no one survived that!"
"I left right before it happened." Technically the truth, she had left to get a MS to get those damned rebels out of the church and away from her family.
"That was quite awhile ago, and how did you get here, on earth?"
Looking up at the ceiling she answered honestly, "I'm not really sure on how that happened. It just did."
Eliciting a gasp of suprise, she felt one of Trieze's large strong arms pull her from the chair and up next to him on the bed. Loosely huging her he lightly, she was about to make an objection when he softly spoke into her ear. "Want to know the truth?" Thinking about this for a moment, she nodded and listened closely. "I didn't really get hurt."
Her eyebrows furrowed and she thought, 'Sneaky little bastard, he must know.'
He continued, "I just wanted to get to know you better, you seemed so out of place among the other students and now I know why."
"Why?" She was a little confused by his actions.
Hugging her closer he explained, "The other students, they are carfree. No worries. They hear about the war but have never have had to directly deal with it. But you, you've had to deal with it your whole life. Living in the middle of something they will never see. And you loathe them for their comfort, because they never will have to know what it is like."
"Yeah but..."
"But what?" He hugged her closer and whispered it into her ear.
"But.. " She gasped at the shivers he's hot breath sent down her spine. "Someone's gotta make sure it stays that way."
Her head fell back on his shoulder as he started little butterfly kisses along her jaw. Taking advantage of the gasps that she let out, he captured her mouth. Nibbling on the outer edges, then following the lip line with his tounge.
Pulling back from his handiwork for a second, he commented,"But, there is one's of us out there trying to do just that." Once that said, his hand traveled down to undo the tiny buttons holding her skin hugging dress off.
Duo watched the hand go for the buttons. 'You aren't the only one trying to protect the people' She thought disconcernably. Then the situation hit her, 'Tire him, then sneak out.' It was a plausable way, but not her perferred choice. 'Oh well, a gundam pilot must do what a gundam pilot must do.' She ran a wandering hand through the light patch of hair covering his chest with a small smile upon her lips.
Emi-chan
Duo slowly trudged down the sidewalk. She had spent the whole day keeping everyone she came in contact to as busy as possible. The plan had been to exhaust the bunch enough so she could sneak away a little later to meet up with the others and make off with the ship. But no, she went and outdone herself. Now she had to find some way to get Trieze asleep or knocked out by the time she needed to leave so she wouldn't be that suspecious.
Finally coming up to the door of the accomodations that Kushranada were staying in, she was about to knock when the door opened. Staring up she found herself in front of a long blonde haired man in jeans and a T-shirt.
"Excuse me but I was looking for another room, I'm sorry to have bothered..." She was cut off by the beautiful man.
"Miss, it's just me. Zechs. Come on in, Trieze is in here." Holding the door open he lead the girl to Trieze's room.
Trieze was laying back down on the bed, covers up to his waist. Face turning red, she noticed that there was no shirt or anything on his upper torso, and no note of any boxers, pants or underwear underneath the covers. Slowly turning his head to the side, Trieze looked straight at the blushing girl and spoke. "Ahh, Miss Maxwell. I'm so sorry to put such a burden on you, But I'm afraid that I didn't watch what I was doing today and hurt myself. I hope you don't mind helping me during the rest of the evening while Zechs goes to the rest of tonights events?"
Duo suddenly found herself staring at the floor in front of her. "I don't mind at all Mr. Kushranada, what do you want me to do?"
"Just sit down dear, and talk to me. It's not like I can really get up and do that much right now anyway." Looking at the chair next to his bed, she reluctantly sat down and looked over to him. "You've talked so much today, but I don't think you've told me anything about yourself."
Thinking it over she considered, 'Well, I run, I hide but never lie. So might as well tell as much as I can.' "Well, I'm pretty sure that I was born on L2."
"Pretty sure? You mean you don't even know where your from?" He asked suprised.
"Nope, I'm pretty sure that I was born there but I don't know for certain. I don't know who my parents were or have a birth certificate or anything like that." She watched his face as he tried thinking of the right words.
"Well, what do you know for sure?"
"Well," She leaned back in her chair, "I know that I lived on the streets with no name for a long time, then my best friend died and I got the name Duo."
One of his interestingly curved eyebrows arched, " The plagues?"
"Yeah, I actually survived that. Then I went to the Maxwell orphanage."
A confused look crossed his face, "That name sounds familiar but I can't place it."
With a sigh she relented the information, "Maybe because it became the Maxwell Masacre."
He stared at her almost defeated posture, "But no one survived that!"
"I left right before it happened." Technically the truth, she had left to get a MS to get those damned rebels out of the church and away from her family.
"That was quite awhile ago, and how did you get here, on earth?"
Looking up at the ceiling she answered honestly, "I'm not really sure on how that happened. It just did."
Eliciting a gasp of suprise, she felt one of Trieze's large strong arms pull her from the chair and up next to him on the bed. Loosely huging her he lightly, she was about to make an objection when he softly spoke into her ear. "Want to know the truth?" Thinking about this for a moment, she nodded and listened closely. "I didn't really get hurt."
Her eyebrows furrowed and she thought, 'Sneaky little bastard, he must know.'
He continued, "I just wanted to get to know you better, you seemed so out of place among the other students and now I know why."
"Why?" She was a little confused by his actions.
Hugging her closer he explained, "The other students, they are carfree. No worries. They hear about the war but have never have had to directly deal with it. But you, you've had to deal with it your whole life. Living in the middle of something they will never see. And you loathe them for their comfort, because they never will have to know what it is like."
"Yeah but..."
"But what?" He hugged her closer and whispered it into her ear.
"But.. " She gasped at the shivers he's hot breath sent down her spine. "Someone's gotta make sure it stays that way."
Her head fell back on his shoulder as he started little butterfly kisses along her jaw. Taking advantage of the gasps that she let out, he captured her mouth. Nibbling on the outer edges, then following the lip line with his tounge.
Pulling back from his handiwork for a second, he commented,"But, there is one's of us out there trying to do just that." Once that said, his hand traveled down to undo the tiny buttons holding her skin hugging dress off.
Duo watched the hand go for the buttons. 'You aren't the only one trying to protect the people' She thought disconcernably. Then the situation hit her, 'Tire him, then sneak out.' It was a plausable way, but not her perferred choice. 'Oh well, a gundam pilot must do what a gundam pilot must do.' She ran a wandering hand through the light patch of hair covering his chest with a small smile upon her lips.