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To Find a Way
Chapter Four
As soon as Duo got over his shock and as he looked closer, he thought that he might be mistaken. Maybe it wasn't a boy at all, maybe it was a girl. Duo thought of the possibilities hopefully as he stepped off of his driveway onto the curb, completely forgetting about his mom's rule of, "No going off the property without telling me first." The object of Duo's interest thankfully hadn't noticed him yet, and was just staring in the direction of its new house.
Duo took a deep breath and starting walking up the sidewalk, casually, like he was just taking a stroll. He had never been this nervous about saying hello to someone before. Usually Duo was very outgoing; he couldn't go anywhere without meeting at least one aquantiance. He looked up, and for a second locked eyes with the new kid, until the kid looked away quickly. 'Ah, the shy type.'' Duo noted. He smirked, feeling more confident, looking at his feet as he approached the kid.
Slowly, he looked up, eyes widening unconsciously when they feasted on the slim, firm chest and stomach that the boy's shirt hugged tightly. When Duo reached the boy's face all suspicions were gone. Yes, it was a boy, an extremely gorgeous boy. He had perfectly tinted skin, tousled, dark brown hair that fell over his eyes in the front giving him a sexy, mysterious look. Oh, and those eyes. They were huge and rich blue in color, Duo felt captivated when he looked into them.
Duo stumbled a step backwards, blushing as he realized he had been staring.
"H-hey." Duo said, clearing his throat, slapping on a cover up smile, "Cool shoes." His eyes darted quickly downward to make sure the boy was actually wearing shoes.
"Uh..thanks." The boy replied, shuffling his feet self-consciously. Duo took a deep breath.
"Well, I'm Duo Maxwell, I live two doors down, I usually wear
shirts and my ankle hurts like hell." He grinned a big, trademark
grin at the boy, who smiled shyly.
"Heero Yuy." He introduced himself as. Duo clicked the name into his memory. It was embarrassing having to ask someone their name after they had already told you. The next question that instantly popped into Duo's mind was if Heero was a Christian. However, he figured that Heero probably wouldn't be too comfortable with that kind of a question just yet.
"So, how old are you? You look like you're in high school, at least." Duo commented. Heero nodded.
"I'm sixteen, eleventh grade."
"Yeah?" Duo asked with interest, "I'm sixteen as well. Tenth grade, though. I started school late. Um, have you met Quatre?" Duo asked, quickly changing the subject. he was slightly embarrassed that he was in a grade lower than Heero was, it made him less confident.
"No." Heero said quietly, "This is the first time I've been here." He noticed he had been staring at Duo's slim, yet toned chest and looked away quickly, his gaze finally coming to fall on his hands in his lap.
"Ahh, well, maybe the three of us could hang out sometime. I'm free on Mondays and Tuesdays, Wednesday I have youth group and Thursday I have soccer practice and won't be home 'til six." Duo explained. Heero simply shrugged.
"Yeah maybe. I'm working as a lifeguard at a community pool this summer."
"That's cool. I'm still looking for a job. My mom always finds me ways to busy anyway. Speaking of my mom, I should be getting back home. I have some school work to get finished before lunch." Duo sighed. Heero quirked an eyebrow.
"You do schoolwork during the summer?" He asked. Duo tensed, feeling a bit sheepish.
"Yeah, I'm a little behind on math." Heero nodded, understanding. They didn't notice the woman who stepped out on the porch. Duo looked over there as she cleared her throat. 'That must be Heero's mom.' He suspected. She was a pretty tall for a woman, probably around 5'8, a slim build and shoulder length brown hair. Her eyes were blue, like Heero's, and she had slight signs of aging on her face.
"Hello. I'm Duo." He said cheerfully. The woman smiled.
"I'm Sachi Yuy. I take it you live around here?" Duo nodded.
"Yeah, two houses down. Heero and I are the same age." Sachi looked at Heero and smirked.
"See, Heero? I told you you'd have no trouble finding friends out here." Heero blushed slightly, avoiding eye contact with Duo.
"You're all welcome to come over to my place while the movers are still here. I can make lunch." Duo offered. Heero's face seemed to get redder. Sachi looked thoughtful, and she glanced over at the side gate where the movers were taking the furniture to the back.
"Makoto!" She called. One of the men turned around, and Duo immediately recognized him as Heero's father. He looked just like him, except with shorter hair and larger build. He stood tall at about 6'6, and was wearing a tight muscle t-shirt and rugged blue jeans. He looked as though he weighed about 250 pounds of muscle. The large man wiped sweat of his brow, giving his wife a questioning look.
"Would you like to come down and have lunch? This kind young man has offered his hospitality." Sachi called. she waved towards Duo, and the man turned his head to look at the long haired boy. He studied him for a minute, then looked at Heero, gesturing his son to come to him. Heero stood up, and Duo almost started drooling over him again. Heero was taller than him by a couple of inches. It was odd; the way he felt around around people taller than him. Usually, he felt intimidated, but with Heero, he felt protected. 'Ah! What I'm thinking? What's wrong with me?' Duo mentally slapped himself for thinking of himself as a school girl who needed to be protected by some stud.
Duo had to tear his eyes away from the slight ripple of muscle on Heero's shoulders as he walked to his father. He turned to his son privately, walking to him quietly so Duo couldn't hear them. He couldn't read their lips either, but once he awhile Makoto would look over in Duo's direction. He looked like he was scolding Heero. But what had Heero done?