Limeade


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Heero walked along the shadowy road. He listened for sound of danger but never displaying his attentiveness. A rustle in nearby bushes caught his eyes and he turned his head causing dark brown hair to swish about. There was nothing there. Heero glared and grunted but continued to walk.

A small boys figure hid behind the bushes, shadows falling over his long braid giving it the illusion of creamy brown silk. His eyes fallowed Heero, his obsession. He knew Heero would kill him if he knew Duo was there, but he couldn't help himself. There was just something about that boy…

Duo clutched his braid as Heero walked past the bushes he was hiding behind. Heero's presence made him sigh. He rocked back on his heels. The brush beneath his feet made rustling sounds. Heero jerked his head toward the sound. Duo held his breath in fear. What if Heero discovered him there, watching?

Heero turned away.

"Oh Heero!" Duo breathed softly.

Heero heard a noise for sure that time. He whipped his head around, his eyes were narrowed, glaring, as he caught sight of a long brown braid.

Duo's eyes shut tight, hoping that if he couldn't see Heero, Heero couldn't see him. It was too late.

Heero froze, "Duo." He whispered under his breath.

Heero ran at him, crunching dry foliage in his path. His eyes were dark and glaring as he reached his hands out and hoisted Duo up by his shirt.

Duo's eyes popped open as he was lifted off his feet.

"Maxwell!" Heero yelled as he held Duo suspended in the air.

'Damn, the perfect soldier has the perfect body!' Duo thought, eyeing Heero's arms as they held him off the ground.

Heero glared at Duo, deep into his eyes, penetrating. His cold eyes softened after a second and he let Duo down, pulling him close at the same time.

Duo looked at hero with questioning eyes. Before he knew what he was doing his legs were wrapped around Heero's waist, his arms around his neck in a passionate embrace. Duo's tongue danced around Heero's mouth while Heero ran his fingers through Duo's long hair. Duo pulled away for a second, allowing Heero to remove his tank.

'Man! He's ripped!' Duo smiled, his body heat rising. He pulled his own shirt off and pulled Heero to the ground.

"You have no idea how long I've wanted this, Maxwell." Heero say on Duo's legs and began unzipping his pants.

"Oh, I know." Duo grinned and pulled Heero close, pressing his mouth to
Heero's. 'I know' he thought.