Author: aomurasakiai
Warnings: AU, Duo POV, Slight Angst, Sap
Pairings: 1+2 / 2+1
Spoilers: None
Rating: PG
Dedication: For all those who I have tortured with the cliffhangers, this will make it up for you.
Neighbors No More [Fic 10b of 10]
I smile slightly as I watch the descent of Heero's phone from his shoulder to the soft rug. With my hand I push the door open further until it gently makes contact with the wall. I honestly didn't expect my gift to arrive today but perhaps this is even better. Two surprises on the same day... I'm not complaining.
"D-Duo?" he breathes out in disbelief. I smile wider at the shocked look on Heero's face and nod, still a bit winded from all the running. Heero walks closer, absentmindedly placing the painting against the wall.
I close up my cell phone and barely get it into my pocket before I am enveloped in the strong arms of my former neighbor. I stumble backwards a bit from the sudden momentum, putting us fully on the porch and in the cool night air before my own arms wrap around Heero. Holding him tightly, I savor this close contact I've been missing for a month. He does the same, as if never wanting to let go again.
Well, neither do I. But feeling him tremble from the cool breeze, I decide it is time to head back inside. Gently parting, I take him by his hand and cross the threshold, symbolic of so many things and close the door. Taking the painting from against the wall, I lay it carefully on the low coffee table before turning around to admire Heero.
Facing slightly away from me, he seems fixed with interest on something in the far corner of the room. With his wiry arms folded loosely across his chest, he stands barefoot, clad in a black tank top and long gray sweat pants.
I walk over and stop in front of him. He turns his head to the side and shyly avoids facing me fully.
Knowing the reason, I smile and place my hands on his shoulders, feeling the thin cloth and his warm skin. He bows his head slightly and his crossed arms slide down lower onto his stomach. His cheeks tinge with a faint shade of pink.
"Heero. Look at me," I say as softly as possible. Slowly, very slowly he raises his head until his cobalt eyes to meet my violet ones. I smile before leaning closer to him.
"I need you too," I whisper. I watch his eyes widen. He swallows hard and tries to back up but I hold him still.
"Heero, I need you," I say, repeating the words. A wet sheen appears in his eyes and as I lean in, his eyelids gradually slide shut. Pausing for just a second, I brush against his lips lightly, like a feather.
Again and again and again... until I can't hold back.
I pull him close and press my lips to his.
Hands gliding across shoulders and up the soft neck to cup his face. Thumbs caressing his cheeks gently. Tongue darting out to probe between his lips, seeking entrance into the warm, wet cavern.
As our tongues meet and dance lazily with each other, Heero's hands begin to creep under my shirt. He rubs them up and down my sides, making goose bumps burst on my forearms. I bury my own hands into Heero's hair as a low moan resonates deep within his throat.
Finally parting, I gaze into his eyes and smile. He is flushed red and breathing heavier, but he smiles back too. Giving one last kiss, I hold him close. Just holding him. Never wanting to let him go again.
"Duo..." he says tentatively. Not missing it, I pull away slightly and see his eyes shimmering with unshed tears.
"Heero? What's wrong?" I swipe my thumb across the base of his eye, catching the wetness as it seeps out.
"It's just... too good to be true," he whispers.
"But it *is* true, Heero. It *is* real." I reassure him, softly kissing his cheek.
"Are... Will you move back next door then?" He looks at me, hopeful and fearful.
"No, I'm sorry. I can't." He lowers his head, not meeting my gaze anymore but I can tell he is crying... crying because his hope is broken. Crying silently. Bringing him close again, I offer my shoulder as I continue.
"I don't think we can ever be neighbors again." The wetness drips onto my shirt as he chokes on a sob and clings onto me desperately.
Rubbing his back, I breathe deeply before saying, "Because... I never want to leave you again... ever. Not even to go back next door."
He gasps, quickly pulls away, and takes in the sincerity in my eyes and the smile on my lips.
"Th-then, you'll stay? Here?" he asks hesitantly, with tears still trickling down his face. Cupping his cheeks, I feel my own tears bubbling up.
"Here. Right here. If you'll let me." He answers me by pulling me close and burying his face into my neck.
In between sobs he murmurs, "Yes you can stay. For as long as you want, you can stay."
Burying into his own neck and warmth, I can't help but feel glad that we will be neighbors no more.
Owari