I do not own Gundam Wing or its characters. They belong to their appropriate owners.
It contains or will contain yaoi, strong language and more. Heero's
POV (trying hard to be in character).
Rediscovered
by solange channonix
Chapter II
I passed all those dimly lighten empty corridors, probably for the last time and then as empty garden, to the gate and through without turning around even once. I was leaving Relena there. I felt distant ache in my chest but I hadn't time to dwell on it as Duo emerged from between trees near the gate and pulled me in. Then he hopped back on his motorcycle, black sports machine, roaring softly as he had started the engine already to get it to warm. He was eating a sandwich and after another bite offered it to me.
" I'm hungry, you know, I haven't eaten whole afternoon. But I can share."
" No need. I had a good dinner."
He sighed, devouring his sandwich further and talking with full mouth..
" You're lucky... Anyway, hop on..."
I moved to attach my bag to the back of the motorbike and sat on myself. By the time Duo finished eating and pulled his leather gloves back on.
" Take the braid behind your shoulder, else it'll be snapping you." He told, turning his head to me. Warm cloud of his breath caressed my face.
I reached for the braid and moved it behind me.
" Hold on !" He shouted before getting the motorcycle moving, emerging from between the trees in a graceful swirl in one place, leaving black prints of tires on the asphalt in front of the gate of the Peacecraft's estate, before speeding off into the night.
I looped my arms around his skinny waist and clutched it tightly. Few minutes later, we stopped at the first red light and only then I realized his stomach muscles were getting tense, hard like a stone under my arms. It wasn't that I was squeezing him too hard, I was being gentle.
He turned his head to face me again, flushed by the frost and wind and screamed to me over the engine's roar.
" You'll be showing me which way I need to go to get to your apartment, `k ?"
I nodded.
" You'll take one right, three miles from here, that's all." I screamed back.
He nodded and turned to get the motorcycle moving, his braid slapping my braid. We were rushing through the city at over 100 mph, against the cold wind. I had no gloves, so I slipped my hands under his jacket after a while, feeling even more than before how tense he was through just his tank top. He was feeling uncomfortable with me that way, not that he feared, did he ?
Five minutes later, we were there and I hopped off and began to look for keys in my bag. Duo attached the motorcycle to the street lamp before heading to the door of the building. I followed him, keys in my hand.
" Why were you so tense ?" I asked, before motioning for him to go to the elevator. My apartment was on the 11th floor, if I remembered right.
" Tense ?" He asked absentmindedly. " Ah, tense... I was just wondering where would you put those hands next."
I felt a blush coming to my cheeks, but because of the frost outside I was flushed already, so it wasn't even visible.
" What do you mean ?" I asked, leaning against the wall of the elevator.
" Forget..."
The rest of the trip to the 11th floor passed in silence. We came out and he followed me to the door and into the apartment. Coldness and stifling air hit us in the doorway. Duo coughed and reached to turn the lights on, then rush to open the windows in the living room connected with kitchen. No one had been in here in over four months, it was predictable it would stink in here and heating wasn't turned on. There was no point in turning it now too, while the cold wind filled the room through the wide open window.
" There is nothing here..." Duo muttered, sounding shocked, looking around the apartment and seeing no furniture at all. I had said him there was none, hadn't I ?
" You don't even have a tv, a phone ?"
" I have the phone and the laptop in the bag."
I could swear he grimaced at the word `laptop`.
" Tv is in the bedroom." I pointed the door leading to it, Duo raged in to open the windows there as well.
I began unpacking, ignoring the icy air slowly replacing the one stifling, putting my clothes and other things right on the floor. What did Duo want ? He could have told me already.
Few minutes later, he emerged from the bedroom.
" Aerating of the chamber completed." He shouted happily. " I turned the radiator on. In a few minutes it should be warm. But still I don't know how we're going to sleep in there..."
" Who said you're staying for the night ?"
He blinked, startled.
" I'm not ?"
I smirked cruelly.
" No, you're not."
" This isn't funny, Hee-chan. I don't have nowhere else to go !"
" That's your problem. Tell me why have you come at all and leave."
He grinned misheviously and yawned, leaning on the doorframe.
" I'm sleepy, you know, I just can't collect my thoughts. I'll tell you in the morning."
" Bastard." I hissed, going past him into the bedroom. " Close the other windows."
" I'm not your servant !" He shouted, but went to close the windows indeed.
The bedroom, being quite small, was warming slowly. He wasn't going to tell me anything till morning and I had brought this on myself. I turned the tv on and sat down on the floor. On the only channel that was available there was Duo's clip right now. Despite what he could be thinking, I did know he was a star now, that he had managed to do the career of a singer, I had been watching TV to get to know what they had been talking about me and Relena, so I had gotten to know. The more I wondered what he wanted from me. He was awfully rich now and awfully popular, like getting half the teenage girls in love with him. That he still bothered to come to talk with me was... surprising. I hadn't excepted him forcing himself back into my life.
" Done ! Any more orders, your majesty ?" He stormed inside the chamber, rush of icy air following him. He slammed the door shut, almost getting it off its hinges and threw a pile of large towels on the floor. " I brought those from the bathroom. We'll make a bed of this." He explained, straightening the pile before plumping down on it. " It's already warm here." He stated, taking his leather jacket off and throwing it on the towels as well, staying just in a black tank top, crucifix hanging from his neck. As he noticed what I was watching his grin widened. " It's good, isn't it ? Tell me it's good !"
" It's good." I said mechanically. Honestly, I didn't know if it was good or not, but it seemed for me he wasn't the best singer out there, as for his voice, but people were buying him because it was him, maniacally grinning, energetic, loving the life, hopeless optimist. All that was visible, because I bet they couldn't see maybe the most important thing to him, his mental strength, to be like that after all he had been through.
After the clip ended a movie started, but I wasn't paying attention to it. I pulled my jacket off as well, put it on the floor aside from the towels and wanted to sit on it, but Duo snatched it from under me and put under his head, lying down.
" Baka..." I hissed.
" Don't call me idiot again. Do you really think I can't understand that one word in Japanese ? Of course I do."
" Give it back."
" No..." He protested like a little child. As for now I made no move to snatch it from him, but he sat up and clutched it tightly to his chest anyway.
" Duo..." Already, I was having enough of him.
" That's you who act childlike, not me. Come on here, there is enough space for both of us, at least if we'll work on it hard enough... well... You know, you can't sleep on the bare floor, that's just too much. If it would be like that, then let's switch, I'm going to the floor with just your jacket, you're coming here..."
" Leave my jacket in peace. And no, you're not sleeping on the floor."
" Why not ?! If you can, then I can too !"
" Hn."
" What: hn ?"
I murmured something indistinct again, before giving up and crawling on these damned towels next to him. And no, there was not enough space for both of us. But he seemed contented. He put my jacket back under his head and lay down half on me, grasping one of my arms and wrapping it around his waist.
" What the fuck are you doing ?"
" Shh... I'm watching the movie..."
The movie was a cheap horror, but Duo seemed interested. He watched it to the end, whole the time lying on me, squirming sometimes so that his butt was brushing against the certain part of my anatomy and clutching my hand lying on his stomach every time he feared, or pretended that he feared.
I was doing my best to ignore him, but it was just... weird. His slim body, felt like that could have been well enough one of a woman. And if I would have let a woman to be lying down on me like that at all, surely she wouldn't have been just lying on the longer run. But it was a guy, and more to this, it was Duo. It bothered me for some time, around half an hour, till I simply fell asleep.
Duo had just woken me up, informing me that the movie had ended.
" So what ? Couldn't you let me sleep to the morning ?"
" No." He said softly, his expression softening as well. " I need to brush my hair."
" So what ?" He needed to, indeed. My eyes flickered to his braid, disheveled by the earlier ride on the motorcycle.
" I thought you could help me with this."
" No." I said, turning my back to him and trying to get back to sleep.
" Hee, please... or else I won't tell you ever what I've come for in
the first place !"
" So don't tell."
" So why did you put up with me for so long already, if you're not going to know anyway ? Heero, please !!!" He literally shrieked.
I hated him.
" Ok !" I snapped him.
He produced a brush out of somewhere and handed it to me, sitting himself between my legs with his back to me. He hadn't acted like that ever before. I wondered if it had something to do with what had happened at the gate. Just a trick, or was he really enjoying flirting with guys ? I was beginning to seriously suspect it. With every passing second, I wanted less to put up with him at all.
" Heero ! Do something !" He called me.
I took the tie off his hair and began to work on undoing the braid, freeing long, wavy, auburn locks, soft in touch, wrapping themselves loosely around my fingers as I worked my way up to the top of the braid. Once free it flowed down Duo's back and all around us, covering the floor. If he would have stood up it would have been long to half his calves. It didn't seem real. I loved Relena's hair, but it was nothing compared to this. I brushed it delicately, in impossibly long strokes. When I ended he was like in a kind of trance, sitting there with his eyes closed, breathing frantically and trembling every once in a while. I gripped his shoulders and shook him to get him to wake up. Hazed violet eyes opened slowly and with a silent moan, forcing its way past his lips, he came, my eyes flickering to his crotch to notice fading erection there. When I looked back up to his face, he turned deep, dark shade of red before storming out to the bathroom.
It seemed he had some serious explaining to do, I thought while falling down on the towels, feeling my own cheeks burn, sensation of auburn locks slipping between my fingers not willing to leave me. He was fucked beautiful, he had the hair that didn't even seem real, beautiful eyes, pretty face, slim, compact body. Why was I realizing that only now ? Was it even normal to think like it of a guy ? So maybe he was gay, so most likely he was, but I wasn't, for Kami's sake.
He came back, closing the door behind him delicately, like if he could shatter it, slowly turning to face me, his hair cascading down his back almost to his ankles, slipping on his shoulders and chest, the bangs around his face wet and plastered to his forehead. It seemed he had used the cold water. He was still standing at the door, with his back resting on it, his eyes unusually huge.
" Heero... I can explain it..." He tried, but his voice failed him.
" Are you gay ?"
For a long time, he didn't answer, then nodded, then told yes, then approached me and sat down on the towels next to me.
" What did you come for ?"
" Not this !" He opposed.
" Do you... have a boyfriend ?"
He blushed furiously again.
" No... It's just that... It isn't what you think... I mean, Hilde was my girlfriend, I slept with her, just that I felt it wasn't what I really wanted... it puzzled me then, so I left L2, left her, and then I began singing and whole the matter just stopped to be important... I suspected I may be... but... I was playing flirting with few guys, just for fun... but... it never was like that... Guess I have to like you in that way... I'm sorry, Heero. I don't want to, really ! I don't know what's happening to me at all... Just that I never felt so good like when you touched me... I'm sorry..."
One of my hands, moving on its own, sneaked to reach for a strand of his hair and let it slip between my fingers yet again.
" I didn't let my hair down in someone's presence for years now. Hilde didn't see it. I think it makes me look like a girl." He whispered, his breathing getting ragged again.
If I could have gotten such a reaction from him just by touching his hair then what would he have been doing if I would have touched other parts of his body ? My imagination came with an image of him, squirming under me, screaming my name at the highest peak of pleasure... No, I shouldn't think like that. Normal males don't think like that ! I took my hands off his hair, folding them over my chest.
He shuddered, reaching for his jacket lying on the pile of towels and began straightening it.
" You want me to leave, don't you ?" He asked softly, putting the jacket on.
" No."
He looked up at me from zipping it, startled, his eyes widening.
" What did you come for ? You wanted my help with something, what is it ?"
He shook his head.
" I'll go get Quatre, I don't want to bother you, I'm leaving."
" No, Maxwell, you're not going out of here in the middle of the night."
" I've spent more nights on the streets than you ever will !"
" Fine, but you won't spend that one. What did you come for ?"
He stopped zipping his jacket and laid the gloves he had been ready to pull on on the floor next to him.
" I've found my mother. Or rather, she's found me."
" What a mother ?"
" Normal, natural. I did DNA tests to prove it, on the distance, I haven't seen her yet. In the first place, she recognized me on the TV few months ago, she had seen me for the last time when I was three, but I have quite unique eye color, that's thanks to it. I don't know more, but she wants to tell me, she want me to come spend Christmas with her. I... I don't want to go alone..."
" So you've asked me, knowing I work."
He shook his head.
" I've asked you, knowing you'd be free and quite lonely for the Christmas. I've contacted with Zechs, he wanted to fire you just after Christmas in the first place, I've told him it'd be nasty and... and that I'll take care of you..."
" Where does she live ?"
" Somewhere in Eastern Europe..."
" I'll go."
He opened his mouth to speak but told nothing in the end. I had rendered Duo Maxwell speechless...
" But, why ? You should... get hating me... want to have nothing to do with me... Unless you're..." He took his eyes up from looking at the floor to stare at me, open-mouthed. "...too."
No, Maxwell, I wasn't gay ! No way, I was perfectly straight. That was
just that you were so damned beautiful with all those auburn locks falling
down your shoulders and all over you and around you, it was just that that
was making me want to grab you, kiss breathless and put under me and ravage,
whole the fucked night.
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