Chapter fourteen- A Dance to Remember
Duo paled when he entered the ballroom. People were everywhere, dressed nice. Some were chatting, while others danced.
Dancing. Duo visibly shuddered, he couldn't stand dancing; he literally had two left feet when it came to moving on the dance floor.
He knew how to dance, but had never been able to.
Duo glanced around, looking for familiar faces. Nope not a single one.
With a shrug, he walked down the stairs, one step at a time. Usually he would tear down them in a hurry to meet the ladies, but now, in heels he took his time.
On the last step he wiped his brow thankful he didn't fall down the stairs.
He heaved a sigh, so far so good. All he had to do was not mingle, but hide from any male predators. He had seen himself in a mirror, and knew instantly that men would swarm him, anything to get close.
Duo groaned when he saw one heading his way. He turned around, heading towards the middle of the dance room.
The crowed parted, just as he walked into the circle. His eyes widen, and he shrank back into the crowed.
He was turning again, when his eyes fell onto a certain couple. "Heero?"
Duo was surprised to see Heero Yui dancing with Relena, but not completely. He was sure Relena had to drag Heero out there.
Duo sighed, and walked to the nearest wall leaning against it. His bit his bottom lip, pulling it in-between his teeth.
"Would a beautiful lady be interested in...?"
"No."
Duo barely glanced at the taller young man, twice his age. The man frowned, but left Duo alone.
Duo saw a waiter walk by, a tray held up to shoulder height. Duo reached out, and grabbed two of the champagne glasses.
He swirled the liquid in the glass, before shooting it down. He sighed, tilting his head slightly, savoring the taste on his tongue. Champagne was divine. No wonder he could never get enough of it.
Duo sot down the second glass just as quick, throwing back his head, and groaned in pleasure, as the sweet taste rolled around his tongue and down his throat.
Duo stood up, and walked towards the bar, which was on the other side of the room, but it didn't take him long, following the wall.
Another song began, but Duo didn't notice.
He asked for more, and was given another three glasses. Duo was used to lying, his whole life was a lie. So saying he need three glasses for himself and friends, came out so easily.
Duo grinned, and walked away from the bar, stopping near the balcony. The room was warm, and being near the balcony, gave him more privacy from any stares.
He shot down another glass, and set the other two on an end table behind him.
"Ma'am would you like to..."
"No I wouldn't so get the hell away from me before I..." Duo didn't have to say anymore, he was soon alone again.
Duo sighed and crossed his arms over his chest and was lost in his own little world. After a while, he absently grabbed the second glass and doused it down greedily.
Not even minutes later, Duo had finished his fifth glass of champagne and was grabbing his sixth and seventh one.
He could feel his world spinning, but that didn't stop him. He remembered the last time he got a hold of alcohol. The thought made him laugh. He was lucky Heero had been around. The only reason though, to why he had been drinking, was because of Heero.
And now, here he was again, drinking one after another, drowning out his misery to the alcohol. If he wasn't careful he just might become an alcoholic. Champagne tasted so good going down his throat.
He was just about to drink his seventh champagne, when someone walked up to him. "May I have...?"
"Go to hell you looser..." his words, slurred together. When the young man left, the man's face red with anger, Duo downed his drink. He set the glass down. He shut his eyes, and opened them again. He suddenly felt really good, his stomach did flops, and his heart turned and twisted pounding in his chest.
"May I have this dance?" Duo sighed and opened his mouth to refuse, but a curt reply stopped him, "I insist."
Duo looked up, looking into Heero's eyes. Duo glanced around, trying to see if he had passed out, or was still standing against the wall, staring at Heero.
But it was true, he was wide-awake, more so than he had ever been.
Duo swallowed hard, "I...I guess."
He took Heero's hand, and was led out onto the dance floor. Another song started, this one a truly slow one, instructing the dancers to stay close to one another.
Duo attentively placed his hand around Heero's neck, as Heero placed his hands on Duo's hips.
They were close, their chests brushing one another, whenever they turned. Duo held his breath, which wasn't hard, because he could barely breathe anyway.
It was a long time, before Duo exhaled, feeling his body shudder from the lack of oxygen.
Duo licked his lips growing nervous each passing second. Despite the fact Duo had been drinking, he was dancing quite well, better than he did when he was sober.
Heero was staring hard into Duo's face, "You've been drinking."
His voice was clipped and harsh towards Duo, causing him to wince. Duo nodded slowly, suddenly feeling ashamed for drinking as much as he did.
"How much?" Harsh, angry, as always, when he talked to Duo. "I don't know, a few I guess."
Heero scowled, and Duo sighed jadedly. He felt the room swam, but then the feeling was gone before he could get dizzy.
He blinked several times, "Sorry. It's just..." Duo glanced down at his dress and heels. Heero nodded, "No excuse Duo."
Duo glared at Heero, "Who do you think you are? My father? No not likely. I'll drink as much as I want to..."
Heero frowned, "So you are sick tomorrow. Or too drunk to help if we are attacked?"
Duo looked away from Heero, he had never thought of that. He had been to depressed to realize the consequences of his actions. Now Heero was mad at him.
"Well if you would stop pissing me off, maybe I wont drink!"
"Me?"
His voice sounded startled. Duo nodded, and whispered harshly, "You're the one who drug me here. And I think you owe me now. You being gay, with only the knowledge of three people, for one day is less worst then what I'm going through."
Duo felt anger rising in his throat, and he gripped the shoulders, of Heero's black jacket.
"all the guys know what I have to do, and so do you Relena, Noin and everyone one else. I have had at least six guys ask me to dance, and I have to wear a dress, that is too tight. And these heels are killing my feet."
Heero was calmly staring into Duo's face, unaffected by Duo's words.
"I'm sorry. I'm sorry I made you got to the café with me, I'm sorry I tried to make you have fun for once, and I'm sorry I asked for your help!"
Duo pulled away from Heero, and stumbled as he did so. He then pushed through the crowed making his way towards the balcony. He needed air, before he started to bawl in front of all these people.
He nearly fell out onto the balcony, and hit the railing, bending at the waist. He gagged having the urge to throw up, but couldn't.
He groaned, and just hung there, the world spinning. He heard feet on the balcony behind him. "Go away."
"Hn."
Duo sighed once more, and stood up. He turned around, and wiped his mouth, ridding the saliva on the corner of his lips.
"What do you want?" He sat down on the railing, feeling defeated. He never felt so weak in his life; he was reduced down to nothing on this mission.
He could feel his control slipping, and felt all his defenses breaking apart. He just couldn't think, or even comprehend the world around him.
"Duo."
"Yea?"
"Gomen." Duo looked up to see Heero's determined face, and felt his wall crumble. He felt everything fall apart, "Heero..." Duo wanted to tell Heero it was all right. That he was just over reacting, and that it was probably his time of the month.
But his voice died in his throat, and the words changing and forming into something else. "It's ok Hee chan." He stood, and patted Heero on the shoulder. He was going to walk back into the room, to find something else to drink, maybe even some Advil.
But he looked at Heero, and saw Heero's face, that hard expression it held. He looked as if he had more to say.
Another song started up. "Hey we never finished out dance." Forgetting about the anger, and pulled Heero against him, wrapping his arms around the taller pilot's neck.
They moved together, following the slow rhythm of the song. It eased the tension, from both of them, that had been created in the air.
Duo sighed listening to the song, he was so caught up in the moment; he forgot where he was, and who he was with.
He leaned up, and pressed his lips against Heero's. Heero's eyes flashed with shock, which changed to anger.
Duo pulled Heero closer to him, not realizing was tenuous ground he was playing on.
Heero, still unable to move, had stopped dancing, he couldn't move, rendered helpless by Duo's lips upon his own.
Duo slipped his finger through Heero's hair, massaging his scalp. He tilted his head to the side.
Heero pushed down the feeling that was building up inside him, and he had to hold his breath to suppress the groan in his throat, threatening to spill from his lips.
Duo ran his tongue across Heero's lips, parting them and entered his mouth. Heero could feel his control slipping. The control that said to push Duo away and shoot him. But an urge forced him, to wrap his arms around Duo's slim waist, and pull him against him.
Duo moaned against his lips, and their tongue met. Heero lost control. He tilted his head to the side, and stepped forward till Duo's back hit the wall near the entrance of the balcony.
Heero's hand roamed over Duo's hips. He didn't know what he was doing, but when he heard Dou moan once more, he knew it was right.
Heero moved his lips over Duo's feeling the passion in the kiss and returned it back with force.
Duo let out a whimper. Heero pulled back, gasping for air. His chest heaved, and greedily sucked in all the air around him.
His eyes were unemotional, as he stared at the floor. He heard a noise, just as Duo's head hit his shoulder.
He glanced at Duo's face. The braided pilot was fast asleep. Heero suddenly frowned, when he realized what had happened. Duo was drunk, and had kissed him, the thought should have made him revolt, but instead it enticed him.
He groaned, and shut his eyes briefly. Something was seriously wrong with him.
With a shaky sigh, he pulled back and picked Duo up into his arms. He then entered the room, ignoring the looks he was given, and made his way to Duo's bedroom.
Heero kicked the door shut and made his way to the bed. He laid Duo down this was familiar. But this time Duo was in a dress.
It would have been easy to look, to see why Duo hid from the world, and stayed to himself, even though he looked at the world like he could make it better.
He covered Duo with the blanket, and turned to leave. "Don...go...o leave e lone..." his voice was soft, and Heero barely caught what Duo had said. But he heard enough to know what he meant.
He shook his head, Relena was down there, and she was their mission. He never failed a mission.
Heero waited, till Duo's breathing had become soft snores. He moved to the door and slipped out of the room.
A part of him told him to protect Relena, while the other part said to protect Duo. He wasn't sure which one he should follow. But he had a mission, and he planned not to fail it.
He walked back to the ballroom, and found Relena. Once more he became a bodyguard, and then suddenly he was Relena's date, out on the dance floor leading her in the steps of yet another slow dance.
The whole while, he thought of Duo, and his lips, and how they felt so good against his.
Duo paled when he entered the ballroom. People were everywhere, dressed nice. Some were chatting, while others danced.
Dancing. Duo visibly shuddered, he couldn't stand dancing; he literally had two left feet when it came to moving on the dance floor.
He knew how to dance, but had never been able to.
Duo glanced around, looking for familiar faces. Nope not a single one.
With a shrug, he walked down the stairs, one step at a time. Usually he would tear down them in a hurry to meet the ladies, but now, in heels he took his time.
On the last step he wiped his brow thankful he didn't fall down the stairs.
He heaved a sigh, so far so good. All he had to do was not mingle, but hide from any male predators. He had seen himself in a mirror, and knew instantly that men would swarm him, anything to get close.
Duo groaned when he saw one heading his way. He turned around, heading towards the middle of the dance room.
The crowed parted, just as he walked into the circle. His eyes widen, and he shrank back into the crowed.
He was turning again, when his eyes fell onto a certain couple. "Heero?"
Duo was surprised to see Heero Yui dancing with Relena, but not completely. He was sure Relena had to drag Heero out there.
Duo sighed, and walked to the nearest wall leaning against it. His bit his bottom lip, pulling it in-between his teeth.
"Would a beautiful lady be interested in...?"
"No."
Duo barely glanced at the taller young man, twice his age. The man frowned, but left Duo alone.
Duo saw a waiter walk by, a tray held up to shoulder height. Duo reached out, and grabbed two of the champagne glasses.
He swirled the liquid in the glass, before shooting it down. He sighed, tilting his head slightly, savoring the taste on his tongue. Champagne was divine. No wonder he could never get enough of it.
Duo sot down the second glass just as quick, throwing back his head, and groaned in pleasure, as the sweet taste rolled around his tongue and down his throat.
Duo stood up, and walked towards the bar, which was on the other side of the room, but it didn't take him long, following the wall.
Another song began, but Duo didn't notice.
He asked for more, and was given another three glasses. Duo was used to lying, his whole life was a lie. So saying he need three glasses for himself and friends, came out so easily.
Duo grinned, and walked away from the bar, stopping near the balcony. The room was warm, and being near the balcony, gave him more privacy from any stares.
He shot down another glass, and set the other two on an end table behind him.
"Ma'am would you like to..."
"No I wouldn't so get the hell away from me before I..." Duo didn't have to say anymore, he was soon alone again.
Duo sighed and crossed his arms over his chest and was lost in his own little world. After a while, he absently grabbed the second glass and doused it down greedily.
Not even minutes later, Duo had finished his fifth glass of champagne and was grabbing his sixth and seventh one.
He could feel his world spinning, but that didn't stop him. He remembered the last time he got a hold of alcohol. The thought made him laugh. He was lucky Heero had been around. The only reason though, to why he had been drinking, was because of Heero.
And now, here he was again, drinking one after another, drowning out his misery to the alcohol. If he wasn't careful he just might become an alcoholic. Champagne tasted so good going down his throat.
He was just about to drink his seventh champagne, when someone walked up to him. "May I have...?"
"Go to hell you looser..." his words, slurred together. When the young man left, the man's face red with anger, Duo downed his drink. He set the glass down. He shut his eyes, and opened them again. He suddenly felt really good, his stomach did flops, and his heart turned and twisted pounding in his chest.
"May I have this dance?" Duo sighed and opened his mouth to refuse, but a curt reply stopped him, "I insist."
Duo looked up, looking into Heero's eyes. Duo glanced around, trying to see if he had passed out, or was still standing against the wall, staring at Heero.
But it was true, he was wide-awake, more so than he had ever been.
Duo swallowed hard, "I...I guess."
He took Heero's hand, and was led out onto the dance floor. Another song started, this one a truly slow one, instructing the dancers to stay close to one another.
Duo attentively placed his hand around Heero's neck, as Heero placed his hands on Duo's hips.
They were close, their chests brushing one another, whenever they turned. Duo held his breath, which wasn't hard, because he could barely breathe anyway.
It was a long time, before Duo exhaled, feeling his body shudder from the lack of oxygen.
Duo licked his lips growing nervous each passing second. Despite the fact Duo had been drinking, he was dancing quite well, better than he did when he was sober.
Heero was staring hard into Duo's face, "You've been drinking."
His voice was clipped and harsh towards Duo, causing him to wince. Duo nodded slowly, suddenly feeling ashamed for drinking as much as he did.
"How much?" Harsh, angry, as always, when he talked to Duo. "I don't know, a few I guess."
Heero scowled, and Duo sighed jadedly. He felt the room swam, but then the feeling was gone before he could get dizzy.
He blinked several times, "Sorry. It's just..." Duo glanced down at his dress and heels. Heero nodded, "No excuse Duo."
Duo glared at Heero, "Who do you think you are? My father? No not likely. I'll drink as much as I want to..."
Heero frowned, "So you are sick tomorrow. Or too drunk to help if we are attacked?"
Duo looked away from Heero, he had never thought of that. He had been to depressed to realize the consequences of his actions. Now Heero was mad at him.
"Well if you would stop pissing me off, maybe I wont drink!"
"Me?"
His voice sounded startled. Duo nodded, and whispered harshly, "You're the one who drug me here. And I think you owe me now. You being gay, with only the knowledge of three people, for one day is less worst then what I'm going through."
Duo felt anger rising in his throat, and he gripped the shoulders, of Heero's black jacket.
"all the guys know what I have to do, and so do you Relena, Noin and everyone one else. I have had at least six guys ask me to dance, and I have to wear a dress, that is too tight. And these heels are killing my feet."
Heero was calmly staring into Duo's face, unaffected by Duo's words.
"I'm sorry. I'm sorry I made you got to the café with me, I'm sorry I tried to make you have fun for once, and I'm sorry I asked for your help!"
Duo pulled away from Heero, and stumbled as he did so. He then pushed through the crowed making his way towards the balcony. He needed air, before he started to bawl in front of all these people.
He nearly fell out onto the balcony, and hit the railing, bending at the waist. He gagged having the urge to throw up, but couldn't.
He groaned, and just hung there, the world spinning. He heard feet on the balcony behind him. "Go away."
"Hn."
Duo sighed once more, and stood up. He turned around, and wiped his mouth, ridding the saliva on the corner of his lips.
"What do you want?" He sat down on the railing, feeling defeated. He never felt so weak in his life; he was reduced down to nothing on this mission.
He could feel his control slipping, and felt all his defenses breaking apart. He just couldn't think, or even comprehend the world around him.
"Duo."
"Yea?"
"Gomen." Duo looked up to see Heero's determined face, and felt his wall crumble. He felt everything fall apart, "Heero..." Duo wanted to tell Heero it was all right. That he was just over reacting, and that it was probably his time of the month.
But his voice died in his throat, and the words changing and forming into something else. "It's ok Hee chan." He stood, and patted Heero on the shoulder. He was going to walk back into the room, to find something else to drink, maybe even some Advil.
But he looked at Heero, and saw Heero's face, that hard expression it held. He looked as if he had more to say.
Another song started up. "Hey we never finished out dance." Forgetting about the anger, and pulled Heero against him, wrapping his arms around the taller pilot's neck.
They moved together, following the slow rhythm of the song. It eased the tension, from both of them, that had been created in the air.
Duo sighed listening to the song, he was so caught up in the moment; he forgot where he was, and who he was with.
He leaned up, and pressed his lips against Heero's. Heero's eyes flashed with shock, which changed to anger.
Duo pulled Heero closer to him, not realizing was tenuous ground he was playing on.
Heero, still unable to move, had stopped dancing, he couldn't move, rendered helpless by Duo's lips upon his own.
Duo slipped his finger through Heero's hair, massaging his scalp. He tilted his head to the side.
Heero pushed down the feeling that was building up inside him, and he had to hold his breath to suppress the groan in his throat, threatening to spill from his lips.
Duo ran his tongue across Heero's lips, parting them and entered his mouth. Heero could feel his control slipping. The control that said to push Duo away and shoot him. But an urge forced him, to wrap his arms around Duo's slim waist, and pull him against him.
Duo moaned against his lips, and their tongue met. Heero lost control. He tilted his head to the side, and stepped forward till Duo's back hit the wall near the entrance of the balcony.
Heero's hand roamed over Duo's hips. He didn't know what he was doing, but when he heard Dou moan once more, he knew it was right.
Heero moved his lips over Duo's feeling the passion in the kiss and returned it back with force.
Duo let out a whimper. Heero pulled back, gasping for air. His chest heaved, and greedily sucked in all the air around him.
His eyes were unemotional, as he stared at the floor. He heard a noise, just as Duo's head hit his shoulder.
He glanced at Duo's face. The braided pilot was fast asleep. Heero suddenly frowned, when he realized what had happened. Duo was drunk, and had kissed him, the thought should have made him revolt, but instead it enticed him.
He groaned, and shut his eyes briefly. Something was seriously wrong with him.
With a shaky sigh, he pulled back and picked Duo up into his arms. He then entered the room, ignoring the looks he was given, and made his way to Duo's bedroom.
Heero kicked the door shut and made his way to the bed. He laid Duo down this was familiar. But this time Duo was in a dress.
It would have been easy to look, to see why Duo hid from the world, and stayed to himself, even though he looked at the world like he could make it better.
He covered Duo with the blanket, and turned to leave. "Don...go...o leave e lone..." his voice was soft, and Heero barely caught what Duo had said. But he heard enough to know what he meant.
He shook his head, Relena was down there, and she was their mission. He never failed a mission.
Heero waited, till Duo's breathing had become soft snores. He moved to the door and slipped out of the room.
A part of him told him to protect Relena, while the other part said to protect Duo. He wasn't sure which one he should follow. But he had a mission, and he planned not to fail it.
He walked back to the ballroom, and found Relena. Once more he became a bodyguard, and then suddenly he was Relena's date, out on the dance floor leading her in the steps of yet another slow dance.
The whole while, he thought of Duo, and his lips, and how they felt so good against his.