Part Two of "Eien Ni" by Marie Whi Mitshue (2 0f 6)
Author's Note's & Warning: YAOI, 1x2x1, a little angst, sap, a little lime.
Don't own'em, just written for fun and enjoyment.
//thoughts//
*emphasis* (the more **, the greater the emphasis)
May 30, 2002
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Duo Maxwell stepped out of the small bathroom attached to the dorm room he and Heero shared to find the room empty and the Japanese pilot gone.
Oh. Heero had a nine o'clock Lit class. That must be where he was.
Duo towelled his long hair, now just damp, instead of soaking from the shower. The towel wound around his hips slipped off and he bent to retrieve it – and winced. Ow, but he was a little –okay, more than a little – sore this morning! Ah, but it was well worth it! Duo grinned sillily… besides, everyone knew the first time hurt.
Duo paused in drying off, as a sudden thought hit him; maybe *he* could do the same thing to *Heero* the next time they…
Duo stooped the thought, but not in time. He turned back to the shower and stepped inside, twisting the cold tap on. He hoped the ice-cold spray could take away the throbbing ache going through him. He couldn't go to class with a bulge in his trousers, could he?{1}
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Heero Yuy absently wrote down the note and questions, but was barely aware of the teacher or even the classroom and students around him. A certain violet-eyed, braided, bewitching baka kept intruding on his thoughts.
Heero shifted in his seat, cutting off the image that formed in his mind, enticingly, of Duo naked and in his bed, before he could get more than a twinge between his legs. Dammit, Lit class was no place to be thinking of Duo!
He tried to concentrate on the lesson, but it was no use. K'so, Duo was **his**, he'd claimed him last night, and he could – *would* – have him again, later! //So just get him off your mind, Yuy!// He told himself firmly.
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Duo groaned as Sanoki caught up with him. Damn, Heero was just stepping out of his Lit class up ahead; they could have had a little moment together, one that the other students milling around the corridor wouldn't even detect, but not now. Not with Headmaster's daughter Sanoki Dori hovering.
"Duo! Hi!" Sanoki blinked flirty, brown eyes up at him, dark hair swinging, one small hand latching onto his, linking her fingers with his.
"Uh…" Sanoki had never done this before. She had flirted with him, but now she was
glomped onto him as close as…Relena glomped onto Heero, whenever she could catch him before he ran, that is.
Sanoki captured his braid and tugged his head down so swiftly that Duo didn't have time to react, surprise and shock slowing his reflexes. All he caught was a glimpse of Heero's wide, shocked, *hurt* cobalt eyes as Sanoki's mouth latched onto his.
Duo pulled away, disentangling the giggling Sanoki, eyes sweeping madly around to find Heero.
He had a swift impression of Heero's frozen face and burning eyes before Heero spun, his whole body tense, and started to run off down the hall, in the direction of the school lobby and the street doors.
"Heero, matte!" Duo called, knowing his face was desperate, knowing his *voice* was desperate. "**Wait!!**"
Heero didn't even slow, and he was a *fast* runner.
"Duo, I –" Sanoki began, shamed realisation on her face, her gaggle of friends off to the side – looks like she kissed him on a fucking *dare*!! – watching, all the mirth gone from their faces now.
But Duo ignored her as irrelevant and unimportant, running after his friend, partner and lover, shedding books, backpack and binder for more speed.
"**HEERO!!!**" He yelled, uncaring of the audience of students and teachers. He didn't care if the whole damned school found out about him and Heero, but if the Wing ZERO pilot got out that door, Duo seriously doubted he'd ever be able to find him again.
Heero was almost to the doors, students, even the adults, moving so quickly from his path that Duo knew he had that *LOOK* on his face, that seriously pissed, homicidal, I'm-gonna-omae-wo-korosu-for-real-get-the-FUCK- out-of-the-way Look.
Duo had to stop him.
"***AI SHITERU, HEERO!!!!***" He cried out at the top of his lungs, every person in earshot stopping to stare at the braided bot yelling out his love for another boy for everyone to hear.
Even Heero. He skidded to a stop and turned slowly, face an impassive stony mask, eyes icy and shuttered.
Duo stopped inches from him, heart in his throat, eyes wide and chest heaving.
A teacher stepped froward, face disapproving, even a little disgusted – and Sanoki stepped forward, between him and Heero and Duo.
"Leave them be, Yakan-sama. Daddy wouldn't like you interfering." She pleaded…and was obeyed. She was the daughter of the Headmaster, and, in this school at least, that position had some power. Headmaster Dori was rumored to be very tolerant…and very hard on intolerance.
Neither Heero or Duo noticed.
"I don't believe you." Heero said in the flat, lifeless monotone that he reserved when he retreated completely behind his Perfect Soldier mask, or was truly was going to make good on his 'omae wo korosu' line.
"Heero, I do. Ever since we met. I do *love* you."{2} Duo put every drop of emotion he had ever felt for the boy before him in his voice, uncaring of the fact that he was baring his soul before a largely unfeeling audience. "I didn't know Sanoki was going to kiss me –"
Sanoki interrupted, blanching a little as Heero's Glare of Death switched from Duo to her, but she managed to get the word out. "He really didn't. Sam and Ashiko dared me to kiss the next guy that came along, and it was Duo, I'm sorry, I didn't know about you two or I wouldn't have, please don't get mad at Duo, look what he's doing, most people are mean to somebody who's different, and he's baring his heart to you in front of them." She said in a rush, all the quicker to escape Heero's Glare.
Heero looked back to Duo, face and eyes still unrelentingly cold.
"You're in love with me?" He asked in a quiet, emotionless voice.
Duo nodded his head miserably, every answer he needed in Heero's frozen face, frozen voice, frozen eyes. Heero didn't love him, last night had probably been about physical gratification alone on Heero's part, and he was probably gonna kill him for exposing him to the school as a hentai…
Heero abruptly grabbed Duo's uniform shirtfront and dragged him past Mr. Yakan, and into the empty chemistry lab. He slammed the door in the astonished teacher's face, teacher and students staring in through the window that made up the upper half of the door.
"Yuy, you can't beat him up on school grounds!" One of the boys outside yelled. "Take the fucking pervert outside and kick his –"
Mr. Yakan sharp, " *Mr.* Pike! Watch it!" – and the boos and hisses at the boy from Sanoki's group – shut the loudmouth up.
Heero ignored it all.
"*You* love *me*." He said again.
"YES, Heero!!" Duo snarled, embarrassed, upset, heart sore and wanting to bawl like a baby at the crumbling of his dreams of forever with Heero. "So, do what you're gonna do, leave me, beat me up, kill me, whatever! Just get it over with!" He shut his eyes in misery, trying to keep from crying in front of Heero.
And the day had started out so well…
"You stupid baka." Heero's voice growled…then his lips were crushing Duo's in a demanding kiss, his arms yanking him against his chest.
Loud cheers – only a couple of boos (it was good to have a tolerant Headmaster, you certainly didn't anger a headmaster who punished bigots) – came from outside the room, from the avidly watching students. Mr. Yakan raised an eyebrow and walked away.
When Heero pulled away, both boys were flushed and in desperate need for air.
Heero brushed his fingertips over Duo's warm cheek.
"You are *mine*, Duo Maxwell. Eien ni. **Mine**." Heero pledged. His bright, impassioned eyes added the words he couldn't say: Ai shiteru. I love you.
"…forever…" Duo repeated in a whisper that was a sacred promise.
Then Heero laced his fingers with Duo's and yanked open the door, stepping out into the hallway holding Duo's hand. His eyes turned cold and swept around the crowd, daring anyone to make a comment.
Sanoki winked at them, grinning.
"Get back to class." Heero growled at the crowd and strode off towards his and Duo's next class, pulling the idiotically grinning American along with him by their entwined hands.
Duo glanced back as Heero pulled him along.
"*Thank you*, Sanoki!!" He called heartfeltly.
Sanoki just waved at him, then grinned as Heero's muttered, "Baka.", floated back to her ears.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~END OF PART TWO~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
{1} Hehehehehehe!!!
{2}Yeah…the first time they met…when he put two bullets in Heero…Uh, Duo, if that's the way you show you've fallen in love, stay away from…me…wait, what the HELL am I saying?! Duo, you can come near me anytime, bullets or no bullets!!
I decided to translate for those who haven't picked up some Japanese, or those new to GW:
Baka – idiot, moron, etc.
K'so (kuso) – Damn
Matte – wait
Omae wo korosu – Heero's trademark line "I will kill you'. OR, if you only get the edited Cartoon Network version, 'I will destroy you'.
Ai shiteru – 'I love you'. The madly, deeply, truly, forever, eternal sort of love.
–Sama – an honorific given to those superior to you, very respectful.
Hentai - Pervert
Author's Note's & Warning: YAOI, 1x2x1, a little angst, sap, a little lime.
Don't own'em, just written for fun and enjoyment.
//thoughts//
*emphasis* (the more **, the greater the emphasis)
May 30, 2002
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Duo Maxwell stepped out of the small bathroom attached to the dorm room he and Heero shared to find the room empty and the Japanese pilot gone.
Oh. Heero had a nine o'clock Lit class. That must be where he was.
Duo towelled his long hair, now just damp, instead of soaking from the shower. The towel wound around his hips slipped off and he bent to retrieve it – and winced. Ow, but he was a little –okay, more than a little – sore this morning! Ah, but it was well worth it! Duo grinned sillily… besides, everyone knew the first time hurt.
Duo paused in drying off, as a sudden thought hit him; maybe *he* could do the same thing to *Heero* the next time they…
Duo stooped the thought, but not in time. He turned back to the shower and stepped inside, twisting the cold tap on. He hoped the ice-cold spray could take away the throbbing ache going through him. He couldn't go to class with a bulge in his trousers, could he?{1}
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Heero Yuy absently wrote down the note and questions, but was barely aware of the teacher or even the classroom and students around him. A certain violet-eyed, braided, bewitching baka kept intruding on his thoughts.
Heero shifted in his seat, cutting off the image that formed in his mind, enticingly, of Duo naked and in his bed, before he could get more than a twinge between his legs. Dammit, Lit class was no place to be thinking of Duo!
He tried to concentrate on the lesson, but it was no use. K'so, Duo was **his**, he'd claimed him last night, and he could – *would* – have him again, later! //So just get him off your mind, Yuy!// He told himself firmly.
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Duo groaned as Sanoki caught up with him. Damn, Heero was just stepping out of his Lit class up ahead; they could have had a little moment together, one that the other students milling around the corridor wouldn't even detect, but not now. Not with Headmaster's daughter Sanoki Dori hovering.
"Duo! Hi!" Sanoki blinked flirty, brown eyes up at him, dark hair swinging, one small hand latching onto his, linking her fingers with his.
"Uh…" Sanoki had never done this before. She had flirted with him, but now she was
glomped onto him as close as…Relena glomped onto Heero, whenever she could catch him before he ran, that is.
Sanoki captured his braid and tugged his head down so swiftly that Duo didn't have time to react, surprise and shock slowing his reflexes. All he caught was a glimpse of Heero's wide, shocked, *hurt* cobalt eyes as Sanoki's mouth latched onto his.
Duo pulled away, disentangling the giggling Sanoki, eyes sweeping madly around to find Heero.
He had a swift impression of Heero's frozen face and burning eyes before Heero spun, his whole body tense, and started to run off down the hall, in the direction of the school lobby and the street doors.
"Heero, matte!" Duo called, knowing his face was desperate, knowing his *voice* was desperate. "**Wait!!**"
Heero didn't even slow, and he was a *fast* runner.
"Duo, I –" Sanoki began, shamed realisation on her face, her gaggle of friends off to the side – looks like she kissed him on a fucking *dare*!! – watching, all the mirth gone from their faces now.
But Duo ignored her as irrelevant and unimportant, running after his friend, partner and lover, shedding books, backpack and binder for more speed.
"**HEERO!!!**" He yelled, uncaring of the audience of students and teachers. He didn't care if the whole damned school found out about him and Heero, but if the Wing ZERO pilot got out that door, Duo seriously doubted he'd ever be able to find him again.
Heero was almost to the doors, students, even the adults, moving so quickly from his path that Duo knew he had that *LOOK* on his face, that seriously pissed, homicidal, I'm-gonna-omae-wo-korosu-for-real-get-the-FUCK- out-of-the-way Look.
Duo had to stop him.
"***AI SHITERU, HEERO!!!!***" He cried out at the top of his lungs, every person in earshot stopping to stare at the braided bot yelling out his love for another boy for everyone to hear.
Even Heero. He skidded to a stop and turned slowly, face an impassive stony mask, eyes icy and shuttered.
Duo stopped inches from him, heart in his throat, eyes wide and chest heaving.
A teacher stepped froward, face disapproving, even a little disgusted – and Sanoki stepped forward, between him and Heero and Duo.
"Leave them be, Yakan-sama. Daddy wouldn't like you interfering." She pleaded…and was obeyed. She was the daughter of the Headmaster, and, in this school at least, that position had some power. Headmaster Dori was rumored to be very tolerant…and very hard on intolerance.
Neither Heero or Duo noticed.
"I don't believe you." Heero said in the flat, lifeless monotone that he reserved when he retreated completely behind his Perfect Soldier mask, or was truly was going to make good on his 'omae wo korosu' line.
"Heero, I do. Ever since we met. I do *love* you."{2} Duo put every drop of emotion he had ever felt for the boy before him in his voice, uncaring of the fact that he was baring his soul before a largely unfeeling audience. "I didn't know Sanoki was going to kiss me –"
Sanoki interrupted, blanching a little as Heero's Glare of Death switched from Duo to her, but she managed to get the word out. "He really didn't. Sam and Ashiko dared me to kiss the next guy that came along, and it was Duo, I'm sorry, I didn't know about you two or I wouldn't have, please don't get mad at Duo, look what he's doing, most people are mean to somebody who's different, and he's baring his heart to you in front of them." She said in a rush, all the quicker to escape Heero's Glare.
Heero looked back to Duo, face and eyes still unrelentingly cold.
"You're in love with me?" He asked in a quiet, emotionless voice.
Duo nodded his head miserably, every answer he needed in Heero's frozen face, frozen voice, frozen eyes. Heero didn't love him, last night had probably been about physical gratification alone on Heero's part, and he was probably gonna kill him for exposing him to the school as a hentai…
Heero abruptly grabbed Duo's uniform shirtfront and dragged him past Mr. Yakan, and into the empty chemistry lab. He slammed the door in the astonished teacher's face, teacher and students staring in through the window that made up the upper half of the door.
"Yuy, you can't beat him up on school grounds!" One of the boys outside yelled. "Take the fucking pervert outside and kick his –"
Mr. Yakan sharp, " *Mr.* Pike! Watch it!" – and the boos and hisses at the boy from Sanoki's group – shut the loudmouth up.
Heero ignored it all.
"*You* love *me*." He said again.
"YES, Heero!!" Duo snarled, embarrassed, upset, heart sore and wanting to bawl like a baby at the crumbling of his dreams of forever with Heero. "So, do what you're gonna do, leave me, beat me up, kill me, whatever! Just get it over with!" He shut his eyes in misery, trying to keep from crying in front of Heero.
And the day had started out so well…
"You stupid baka." Heero's voice growled…then his lips were crushing Duo's in a demanding kiss, his arms yanking him against his chest.
Loud cheers – only a couple of boos (it was good to have a tolerant Headmaster, you certainly didn't anger a headmaster who punished bigots) – came from outside the room, from the avidly watching students. Mr. Yakan raised an eyebrow and walked away.
When Heero pulled away, both boys were flushed and in desperate need for air.
Heero brushed his fingertips over Duo's warm cheek.
"You are *mine*, Duo Maxwell. Eien ni. **Mine**." Heero pledged. His bright, impassioned eyes added the words he couldn't say: Ai shiteru. I love you.
"…forever…" Duo repeated in a whisper that was a sacred promise.
Then Heero laced his fingers with Duo's and yanked open the door, stepping out into the hallway holding Duo's hand. His eyes turned cold and swept around the crowd, daring anyone to make a comment.
Sanoki winked at them, grinning.
"Get back to class." Heero growled at the crowd and strode off towards his and Duo's next class, pulling the idiotically grinning American along with him by their entwined hands.
Duo glanced back as Heero pulled him along.
"*Thank you*, Sanoki!!" He called heartfeltly.
Sanoki just waved at him, then grinned as Heero's muttered, "Baka.", floated back to her ears.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~END OF PART TWO~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
{1} Hehehehehehe!!!
{2}Yeah…the first time they met…when he put two bullets in Heero…Uh, Duo, if that's the way you show you've fallen in love, stay away from…me…wait, what the HELL am I saying?! Duo, you can come near me anytime, bullets or no bullets!!
I decided to translate for those who haven't picked up some Japanese, or those new to GW:
Baka – idiot, moron, etc.
K'so (kuso) – Damn
Matte – wait
Omae wo korosu – Heero's trademark line "I will kill you'. OR, if you only get the edited Cartoon Network version, 'I will destroy you'.
Ai shiteru – 'I love you'. The madly, deeply, truly, forever, eternal sort of love.
–Sama – an honorific given to those superior to you, very respectful.
Hentai - Pervert