The High School Years 7/?
By: Hotaru
Warnings: what's that I smell? :sniff sniff: could it be…LEMON?! Yes!:woo hoo!: You have been warned! um, angst, sadness, language…duoness…ahhgh
Archive: What ever floats your boat.
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Duo adjusted his duffel bag again, switching from his left shoulder to his right. "I can't believe I left my bike at school." Duo moaned, as they walked back to school. Wufei smirked and looked into the sky. "It's no big deal. I'm used to the walk." He said. Finally, they reached Duo's bike. "Oh shit, shit, shit, shit!!" Duo cursed. Wufei wrinkled his brow and ran over to see what the problem was. Then he saw it. Some one had keyed 'Fuck you Maxwell' into the side of Duo's motercycle. "Fuck! I am so fucking dead!" Duo screamed.
Wufei eyed the obscene message and said, "We can always get it painted over." Duo shook his head and sighed. "They'll have to paint the whole thing over again! Gods, that's like five hundred bucks right there! I don't have that kind of money!" Duo moaned. Wufei bit his lip. "I can help you pay for it." Duo's violet eyes twinkled for a second. "Naw Fei, it ain't your fault.." he said quietly. Wufei swung his leg over the bike and tugged on Duo's braid. "We can worry about it when we get home." He said impatienty.
Sighing again, Duo climbed onto his bike and started towards Wufei's house. "You know, it is my fault." Wufei said, staring into the back of Duo's jacket. "I don't see how it is." Duo replied, pulling into Wufei's drive way. Wufei hopped off the bike and said, "Well, I fought them because they were bothering Heero…and you beat them up because they were bothering me. So technically I am to blame." Duo stretched his arms and sighed. "Ah, I'll figure something out. And if I need to, I'll mooch off of you." He said, following Wufei inside.
"Wow…nice place." Duo murmured, running his hands along the furniture. Wufei hung his and Duo's coats in the closet and neatly put his shoes by the door. Duo glanced down at Wufei's socked feet and his own. "Oh , jeez, sorry!" he said quickly kicking his shoes off. "Why don't you show me where your dad trains you." Duo suggested. Wufei nodded and walked towards the dojo. Duo's eyes widened as they walked down a path of soft [meaning not pointy] tannish stones, that was surrounded by a beautiful garden. By the time they had reached the dojo, Duo's jaw was on the floor.
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Quatre and Trowa got off the bus in a hurry and ran into the apartment, to finish what Trowa had started. Two bags landed to the floor with a thud as Quatre and Trowa embraced each other and kissed passionatly. Slowly, they made their way to a bedroom and fell onto the bed, still enveloped in passionate kisses. A moan escaped Quatre's lips as Trowa began to un-button his shirt. It slid of his slender shoulders and fell to the floor. Trowa's hands massaged Quatre's tense back, as the young Arabian began taking off Trowa's shirt.
Once they were shirtless, their hands moved lower. Quatre shivered as his pants fell to the floor. Finally, he removed Trowa's belt and removed his pants. "Oh gods…"Quatre moaned as their members pressed against each other. "No regrets?" Trowa whispered seductivly as he nibbled on Quatre's ear. "Oh gods no…" Quatre moaned as his boxers were pulled off gently. He felt Trowa's mouth enclose around his member. "Oh gods…oh Trowa!" Quatre screamed, as he felt the need to take or be taken. Trowa's boxers fell to the floor and he turned Quatre on his back.
"I'll be gently." Trowa whispered, grabbing a tube of lubricant from his dresser drawer. He squeezed it onto his fingers and gently pushed them into Quatre. "Oh…oh…mm…more!" Quatre moaned. Trowa smiled and slid inside Quatre, who in turn winced. "I'm sorry." Trowa whispered, stroking Quatre's hair. Gently, they began moving their bodies together in sync. Quatre clung to the sheets as he came closer to climax. "You're so..big." he choked. They moved faster and faster they both reached the peak of their pleasure, releasing their seed.
Trowa collapsed ontop of Quatre, both breathing heavily. "Gods…" he whispered, stroking Quatre's bare back gently. "Are you okay?" he asked worridly. "Yes…ow." Quatre murmured, turning over to face his koi. Trowa smiled softly and said, "I'm sorry. It was worth it though right?" Quatre's eyes closed as he nodded softly, before drifting off to sleep.
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In no time at all, Duo had learned how to basically use the katana, and he and Wufei were having a duel. "Wow! This is fun!" Duo exclaimed breathlessly. Wufei smirked and jabbed at Duo. "Heh, gotta be quicker than that!" Duo said smiling. Wufei got lost in that smile and didn't even see Duo's sword come at his face. In a moment he was on the floor and Duo was looking over him worridly. "Oh gods, I'm so sorry!" he said, cupping Wufei's cheek. "Why…what happened?" Wufei asked, disoriented. Duo grimaced and said, "I cut your face..here come on."
Gently, he lifted Wufei up and carried him back to the house. Wufei's hand rose to his cheek. He pressed it against the soft flesh then looked at it. "Oh my." He murmured, as his hand was covered in blood. Duo layed Wufei down on the kitchen table and went to get a cloth. He returned a second later and put the cloth under warm water before pressing it against Wufei's cheek. "Gods I'm sorry, I really am. Does it hurt?" Duo asked worridly. Wufe shook his head and was tempted to carress Duo's cheek.
"Here, sit up." Duo said, gently helping Wufei up. "Don't worry about it. My father has done worse." Wufei said to the nervous Duo. A small smile rose to Duo's lips. "Here, lift up my shirt." Wufei ordered casually, getting off the table. He turned around and allowed Duo to lift his shirt. "Oh shit." Duo whispered, eyeing a diagnal scar across Wufei's back. "He did this to you?" he asked incrediously. Wufei nodded and said, "It was an accident. I was being careless. There was so much blood. I thought my mother would have a fit."
Duo found himself un-able to release his gaze from Wufei's handsome bronze back. "That's some scar." Duo said, finally letting Wufei's shirt fall back into place. Wufei nodded and cleaned off the cloth and pressed it against his face again. "What do you wanna do now?" Duo asked, flopping onto the couch in the living room. Wufei shrugged and joined him. /Ah, the blood's finally stopped./ Duo once again found himself gazing at Wufei's handsome face. His smooth neck, those luscious lips. Wufei noticed Duo was staring at him and he blushed, in more places than one.[1]
Suddenly, Duo's hand reached back behind Wufei's head to the elastic holding his hair in place. He pulled it out gently and he gasped. Wufei's siky raven hair fell gently, with two stands falling into his eyes.[2] "You look nice like that." Duo whispered, not trusting his voice. Wufei blinked a few times and Duo was still there. "Th-thanks…" Wufei whispered, as Duo leaned in slowly and pressed their lips together.
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Hotaru
[1] Y'know when ya blush, your cheeks feel warm? Well…he felt warmness in his pants.
[2] look what you made me do Azie! Those two stubborn locks! Heehee!