All will be explained in this chapter! * clouds open up and light shines
down * No, seriously ^^;; all the kwazy mixed up stuff will become clear.
About Duo's job.I do kinda include that but as you can see I skip un-needed detail. Some of the chapters just tie up a bunch of days while like 3 or 4 chappies harp on 1 day. What can I say. The story is all about Duo and relationships and all *big shrug * chapters 1-9 only span 2 days, where as chapter 10 sums up a time span of "Thirty-five days, twenty-two hours and fourty-five seconds" but also talks specifically of one day. Chapter 11-13 are the Friday of the party (morning, afternoon, night).
I'm not one for wordiness. Which is a bad thing. This is my first story too. I know its pretty bad. T~~~~T but I'll try harder cause the readers deserve it!
And I really cant write long chapters it gives me a meh feeling in the stomach @@.
This chapter is still the Friday of the party, late at nite as you can tell.
Ps. Ayame and Duo did not DOOOOO anything yet. The time when they were talking with Wufei was pretty much supposed to be taken as a joke o_o sorry for any confusion. ~~
Life aint no bowl of cherries.
~~
The smell of beer hung heavily on everyone's breaths even an hour after the game had ended. Quatre was the first to give in and pass out on Dorothy who, surprisingly, accommodated his head to her lap. The game really came to a close when Relena vomited all over the table, forcing the only four sober people (Duo, Heero, Ayame, and Rei) to clean up the before the stench stuck to the whole room.
"Maxwell, I'm taking her to my room." Still cold faced and monotoned, the Japanese boy cradled the unconscious Relena in his arms.
Duo gave a quirky "I so know what you're gonna do when she wakes up" grin.
"HAVE FUN HEERO!"
"Yeah right."
Ayame rubbed her eyes with her hand, holding out a roll of paper towels in the other. "Bought more in."
Duo extended his hand to accept the roll, but another young woman quickly intercepted it. He looked up and was greeted with Hilde's smiling eyes.
"I'll take care of it." She leaned down closer to him, "Sally wants to have a word with you anyway."
Duo's nose crinkled up. "Isn't she still 'honoring the porcelain god'?"
"She stopped hurling a WHILE ago Duo. She's sober now, so what're you waiting for baka?!"
"I'm goin'!"
~~
"Sally, you in here?" Shinigami pattered the open bathroom door lightly with his fist, for politeness sake.
"Yeah, I'm fine dun worry."
Strangely the bathroom smelled nothing like puke.
Duo gave a puzzled look as he pushed the door open, "Weren't youuuuuu."
"Puking? No I just hadda use the bathroom really bad and after watching all of them drop like flies out there I decided to sit it out." Miss Po smiled up at him from her seat on the sink.
"Heh.you wanted to talk to me?" Duo blinked.
Sally tapped her fingers on the sink top and bit her lip. "Oh yeah! I just wanted to give you a bit of helpful information.about.well.since I know you haven't.I mean you didn't.go through it with Ayame yet, which was to say, to everyone's surprise."
He scratched the back of his braid, "Yeah, I was just afraid, I would hurt her ya know?"
"Heero told me you two sleep in the same room." She smirked accusingly.
"Doesn't mean I screw her brains out!" Duo shot an offended glare, "I respect her a lot. She's the only woman that can deal with me!"
"I didn't mean to offend ya Duo, you know that. I just wanted to tell you that it WOULD be alright to." Sally blushed. "I mean she's fine and all, to clear up any doubt in your mind.'
"I gottcha."
::Duo Maxwell you're getting' LUCKY TONITE!::
"But there's another thing."
::DAMMIT!::
"Ayame is all healed up but there isn't any guarantee she can feel anything."
"Wait, whaddya mean.that guy raped her so hard-."
"Didn't you listen, she's never had sex. And it's true. After I checked her wounds I found that whoever had tortured her never DID anything more with her or should I say, never got around to DOING anything more?"
".whoa.you can tell if someone's a virgin or not?"
Her young lips screwed up into a lopsided smile of partial embarrasment. "Yes."
"But.what's weird is.Ayame's been with that guy long before this an' all.wait, what EXACTLY do you mean by 'she can't feel anything'?"
"It speaks for itself! She may not be able to FEEL anything as in, stimulation? GODDAMIT! YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN MAXWELL!" Sally's eyes looked upset as she swallowed back the huge lump in her throat.
"But-."
"Her sense of touch might have been numbed, hell with all the damage that was done, I'm surprised she can still perform certain bodily functions."
"Fuck! I dun needa hear this! NOT NOW! NOT RIGHT BEFORE." Her cool, black eyes blinked at him as Duo froze mid-sentence, "WHATEVER! I'm done talking here!" He slammed the door, angry with Sally for randomly choosing NOW to surprise him with this beautiful news.
"She had to try to fuckin' sugar coat it for me. Damn that sympathetic tone." Blinded with rage, he barely realized smacking shoulders with his Aya-chan while stomping down the hallway.
"Oh! Duo! Hilde an' Rei are still in there. I dun think they need much help. They told me to go to bed. Well, I can't complain I really dun wanna clean up vomit." Ayame smiled at him, but it quickly faded when she noticed the cross look on her love's face. "Is there something wrong?"
"No.not at all." He forced a grin across his face and before any questions could be asked, he scooped her hand into his and tugged a little. "You're tired ne? Let's go to bed then."
~~
Duo yanked open his pajama draw while Ayame lay sprawled out on the comforter of the bed.
"Why do you need THOSE. It's only more to take off Duo-chan." She purred lightly between barely open lips.
The baseball bat of guilt smacked him hard in the gut. "A-Aya. I'm kinda tired.not tonight."
"What!? Not tonight!? But it's the FIRST night! It's not like we've done this SO many times before, then I could understand the reluctance!" While she spoke she pulled her shirt off over her head.
::Oh .skin.more.::
Duo's insides squirmed. "Mind if I ask you a quiestion ::I will soon regret for asking.::?"
"Shoot." Ayame grinned, wiggling her sock free toes.
"Why.didn't that guy ever.rape you.?"
"You mean Otto?" from the way she spoke, it sounded like it happened to a friend of a friend of hers. "He's a bit.screwed up."
"More than a bit." Duo blurted out.
"Well, you gotta know him personally. The first time I met him he was a gentleman. You remind me of him a lot.of the way he use to be." Shinigami could have sworn that his intestines had wrapped themselves around his esophagus.
"But that's a compliment! You're a wonderful person and so was he! But he changed. I dun remember when.or how.but Goddamn did he change. I remember one day when I was at work.I use to work for him, you've probably heard from Hilde.Well, I was on lunch break and he came up to me and for no reason at all slammed me up against a soda machine and popped me in the head with a wrench. If it hadn't been for the other people there he would have beat me to death, I'm sure of that. That wasn't the end of it though.
I felt so bad after that day, I thought it was my fault.that I really did something wrong to him, so I went back to meet him before work at his house. Otto took me inside and locked me in his room. You can imagine I screamed my throat raw the whole time he was dragging me and pounded on the bedroom door until my fists bled. I felt so tired I just gave up after a few hours. Later that night he came home and easily took advantage of me. But he never raped me. He pulled off my clothes and cut me apart with scizzors, pieces of broken glass or mirror, anything that he found interesting at the moment, but never forced sex. I was there for, I dunno how many weeks. I was so tired. Everything always smelled like blood and I could rarely move to get off the bed to feed myself. I just wanted to die or to have him rape me and get over with whatever he wanted. Finally, I snapped or came as close to it as I could. He was starting his ritualistic sport, same as any other day but this time I looked up at him as he was starting to cut me and started screaming and yelling and asking him just to fuck me and leave me to die. It was scary how quiet he got. He grabbed my face to stop me or shut me up. He told me I wasn't worth the effort. That if he was going to fuck someone they'd be significant. I think it was more fulfilling for him to torture and defile a virgin than to do it to someone like a prostitute who prolly had it done countless times before.I'm almost positive.that was it. He was a sick bastard.forcing me to watch his friends rape the girls they'd pick up off the streets. I felt so horribly for them, I mean I could sympathize ya know.and I HAD to watch. I would rather him call me a slut for that then to have my eyes torn out like he promised if I didn't watch."
Duo stood their, for once in his life lost for words. What the hell could comfort someone who wasn't just plain out molested but messed with mentally.
Ayame wiggled her toes, burrowing them under the blanket "But I don't feel bad anymore. I have you. You don't realize how easily you make people forget their problems with one smile.SO get the HELL OVER HERE AND GET BUSY!" She threw herself back on the bed dramatically; sprawled out, ready to be pounced upon.
"I can't AYA, Sally sai-."
"I heard what she said and what you said and I KNOW myself better than any DOCTOR." Grin. "And right now, inner Ayame is waiting for a good time with her wittle Duo-puppy."
"Duo-puppy?! How much did you have to drink young lady?" he licked his lips seductively, dropping the pair of pajama's he held and instead pulling off his shirt.
Ayame pulled her bottom lip into her mouth, wetting it delicately. "Out of all the times you've seen me totally nude I have yet to see you in full birthday suit attire. I think I should be allowed to give you a pet name as payback."
To the best of his abilities, Duo slowly pulled off his remaining garments like a bar stripper. Ayame rolled around on the bed laughing her ass off at the facial expressions and overly acted body movements.
::Oh what I wouldn't do for some pole dancing skills and a .pole right now.::
Shinigami tired his best to look angry at the jerky laughs that came from his audience, but he couldn't simply resist the urge to laugh also. "Oh, so my stripping skills aren't up to par for ya are they?"
"N-no its no-ot that its ju-" another set of laughs burst out halfway into the sentence, "D-did you need to twirl your boxers?!" she mocked him, twirling her finger in the air.
"Yes I did!" Duo pouted.
Ayame, afraid she did hurt his feelings said, "It was sexy, reow! I loved it. I'd ask for an encore but I really AM enjoying the view."
"This is like a really bad sex novel Aya!"
::and I'd be damned if I said I wasn't enjoying all of it.:
" 'Yes it is.' She replied raking her eyes over his BARE, EXPOSED BODY!"
Duo flung himself onto the bed, rolled over and pinned his partner beneath him. A few hand movements and twisting and his Aya-chan was in just as much clothing as Duo Maxwell was. Shinigami had already gone to work nibbling and kissing his way down her neck leaving a few little red marks in this path before finding a new untouched patch of skin to tease with his tongue and lips.
The bed merely shivered with the small movements.
"How'm I doin so far." Duo stopped, panting a little.
"MY TURN!" Ayame over powered him, swapping positions with him.
Ayame went to work, using her tongue as the weapon. Favoring the taste of his chest, she teased and prodded wherever possible.
"Bark!" Aya sat up, commanding him.
"Hell no! No woman is allowed to go all dominatrix on Shinigami."
"Ohhhhh proudly little Duo-puppy won't bark?" her hand ran down his chest going slowly lower.
The bed now shook as the occupant on the lower level let out a deep- throated moan.
"Woof.AH DAMMIT! WOOF WOOF BARK!!"
Ayame ran her fingers through his bangs. "Good boy."
He smirked up at her. "Now watch me roll over."
The bed squeaked and jerked a little.
Silky brown locks freed from his braid hung down onto the body below him.
"You better tell me at all if this hurts, Aya."
"Of course, how could I lie to you?"
::You dunno how much I'm loving this do ya, Ayame. You're so soft and sweet. The smells, the taste, the touch.I want it all.I want you no matter what may come.::
~~
About Duo's job.I do kinda include that but as you can see I skip un-needed detail. Some of the chapters just tie up a bunch of days while like 3 or 4 chappies harp on 1 day. What can I say. The story is all about Duo and relationships and all *big shrug * chapters 1-9 only span 2 days, where as chapter 10 sums up a time span of "Thirty-five days, twenty-two hours and fourty-five seconds" but also talks specifically of one day. Chapter 11-13 are the Friday of the party (morning, afternoon, night).
I'm not one for wordiness. Which is a bad thing. This is my first story too. I know its pretty bad. T~~~~T but I'll try harder cause the readers deserve it!
And I really cant write long chapters it gives me a meh feeling in the stomach @@.
This chapter is still the Friday of the party, late at nite as you can tell.
Ps. Ayame and Duo did not DOOOOO anything yet. The time when they were talking with Wufei was pretty much supposed to be taken as a joke o_o sorry for any confusion. ~~
Life aint no bowl of cherries.
~~
The smell of beer hung heavily on everyone's breaths even an hour after the game had ended. Quatre was the first to give in and pass out on Dorothy who, surprisingly, accommodated his head to her lap. The game really came to a close when Relena vomited all over the table, forcing the only four sober people (Duo, Heero, Ayame, and Rei) to clean up the before the stench stuck to the whole room.
"Maxwell, I'm taking her to my room." Still cold faced and monotoned, the Japanese boy cradled the unconscious Relena in his arms.
Duo gave a quirky "I so know what you're gonna do when she wakes up" grin.
"HAVE FUN HEERO!"
"Yeah right."
Ayame rubbed her eyes with her hand, holding out a roll of paper towels in the other. "Bought more in."
Duo extended his hand to accept the roll, but another young woman quickly intercepted it. He looked up and was greeted with Hilde's smiling eyes.
"I'll take care of it." She leaned down closer to him, "Sally wants to have a word with you anyway."
Duo's nose crinkled up. "Isn't she still 'honoring the porcelain god'?"
"She stopped hurling a WHILE ago Duo. She's sober now, so what're you waiting for baka?!"
"I'm goin'!"
~~
"Sally, you in here?" Shinigami pattered the open bathroom door lightly with his fist, for politeness sake.
"Yeah, I'm fine dun worry."
Strangely the bathroom smelled nothing like puke.
Duo gave a puzzled look as he pushed the door open, "Weren't youuuuuu."
"Puking? No I just hadda use the bathroom really bad and after watching all of them drop like flies out there I decided to sit it out." Miss Po smiled up at him from her seat on the sink.
"Heh.you wanted to talk to me?" Duo blinked.
Sally tapped her fingers on the sink top and bit her lip. "Oh yeah! I just wanted to give you a bit of helpful information.about.well.since I know you haven't.I mean you didn't.go through it with Ayame yet, which was to say, to everyone's surprise."
He scratched the back of his braid, "Yeah, I was just afraid, I would hurt her ya know?"
"Heero told me you two sleep in the same room." She smirked accusingly.
"Doesn't mean I screw her brains out!" Duo shot an offended glare, "I respect her a lot. She's the only woman that can deal with me!"
"I didn't mean to offend ya Duo, you know that. I just wanted to tell you that it WOULD be alright to." Sally blushed. "I mean she's fine and all, to clear up any doubt in your mind.'
"I gottcha."
::Duo Maxwell you're getting' LUCKY TONITE!::
"But there's another thing."
::DAMMIT!::
"Ayame is all healed up but there isn't any guarantee she can feel anything."
"Wait, whaddya mean.that guy raped her so hard-."
"Didn't you listen, she's never had sex. And it's true. After I checked her wounds I found that whoever had tortured her never DID anything more with her or should I say, never got around to DOING anything more?"
".whoa.you can tell if someone's a virgin or not?"
Her young lips screwed up into a lopsided smile of partial embarrasment. "Yes."
"But.what's weird is.Ayame's been with that guy long before this an' all.wait, what EXACTLY do you mean by 'she can't feel anything'?"
"It speaks for itself! She may not be able to FEEL anything as in, stimulation? GODDAMIT! YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN MAXWELL!" Sally's eyes looked upset as she swallowed back the huge lump in her throat.
"But-."
"Her sense of touch might have been numbed, hell with all the damage that was done, I'm surprised she can still perform certain bodily functions."
"Fuck! I dun needa hear this! NOT NOW! NOT RIGHT BEFORE." Her cool, black eyes blinked at him as Duo froze mid-sentence, "WHATEVER! I'm done talking here!" He slammed the door, angry with Sally for randomly choosing NOW to surprise him with this beautiful news.
"She had to try to fuckin' sugar coat it for me. Damn that sympathetic tone." Blinded with rage, he barely realized smacking shoulders with his Aya-chan while stomping down the hallway.
"Oh! Duo! Hilde an' Rei are still in there. I dun think they need much help. They told me to go to bed. Well, I can't complain I really dun wanna clean up vomit." Ayame smiled at him, but it quickly faded when she noticed the cross look on her love's face. "Is there something wrong?"
"No.not at all." He forced a grin across his face and before any questions could be asked, he scooped her hand into his and tugged a little. "You're tired ne? Let's go to bed then."
~~
Duo yanked open his pajama draw while Ayame lay sprawled out on the comforter of the bed.
"Why do you need THOSE. It's only more to take off Duo-chan." She purred lightly between barely open lips.
The baseball bat of guilt smacked him hard in the gut. "A-Aya. I'm kinda tired.not tonight."
"What!? Not tonight!? But it's the FIRST night! It's not like we've done this SO many times before, then I could understand the reluctance!" While she spoke she pulled her shirt off over her head.
::Oh .skin.more.::
Duo's insides squirmed. "Mind if I ask you a quiestion ::I will soon regret for asking.::?"
"Shoot." Ayame grinned, wiggling her sock free toes.
"Why.didn't that guy ever.rape you.?"
"You mean Otto?" from the way she spoke, it sounded like it happened to a friend of a friend of hers. "He's a bit.screwed up."
"More than a bit." Duo blurted out.
"Well, you gotta know him personally. The first time I met him he was a gentleman. You remind me of him a lot.of the way he use to be." Shinigami could have sworn that his intestines had wrapped themselves around his esophagus.
"But that's a compliment! You're a wonderful person and so was he! But he changed. I dun remember when.or how.but Goddamn did he change. I remember one day when I was at work.I use to work for him, you've probably heard from Hilde.Well, I was on lunch break and he came up to me and for no reason at all slammed me up against a soda machine and popped me in the head with a wrench. If it hadn't been for the other people there he would have beat me to death, I'm sure of that. That wasn't the end of it though.
I felt so bad after that day, I thought it was my fault.that I really did something wrong to him, so I went back to meet him before work at his house. Otto took me inside and locked me in his room. You can imagine I screamed my throat raw the whole time he was dragging me and pounded on the bedroom door until my fists bled. I felt so tired I just gave up after a few hours. Later that night he came home and easily took advantage of me. But he never raped me. He pulled off my clothes and cut me apart with scizzors, pieces of broken glass or mirror, anything that he found interesting at the moment, but never forced sex. I was there for, I dunno how many weeks. I was so tired. Everything always smelled like blood and I could rarely move to get off the bed to feed myself. I just wanted to die or to have him rape me and get over with whatever he wanted. Finally, I snapped or came as close to it as I could. He was starting his ritualistic sport, same as any other day but this time I looked up at him as he was starting to cut me and started screaming and yelling and asking him just to fuck me and leave me to die. It was scary how quiet he got. He grabbed my face to stop me or shut me up. He told me I wasn't worth the effort. That if he was going to fuck someone they'd be significant. I think it was more fulfilling for him to torture and defile a virgin than to do it to someone like a prostitute who prolly had it done countless times before.I'm almost positive.that was it. He was a sick bastard.forcing me to watch his friends rape the girls they'd pick up off the streets. I felt so horribly for them, I mean I could sympathize ya know.and I HAD to watch. I would rather him call me a slut for that then to have my eyes torn out like he promised if I didn't watch."
Duo stood their, for once in his life lost for words. What the hell could comfort someone who wasn't just plain out molested but messed with mentally.
Ayame wiggled her toes, burrowing them under the blanket "But I don't feel bad anymore. I have you. You don't realize how easily you make people forget their problems with one smile.SO get the HELL OVER HERE AND GET BUSY!" She threw herself back on the bed dramatically; sprawled out, ready to be pounced upon.
"I can't AYA, Sally sai-."
"I heard what she said and what you said and I KNOW myself better than any DOCTOR." Grin. "And right now, inner Ayame is waiting for a good time with her wittle Duo-puppy."
"Duo-puppy?! How much did you have to drink young lady?" he licked his lips seductively, dropping the pair of pajama's he held and instead pulling off his shirt.
Ayame pulled her bottom lip into her mouth, wetting it delicately. "Out of all the times you've seen me totally nude I have yet to see you in full birthday suit attire. I think I should be allowed to give you a pet name as payback."
To the best of his abilities, Duo slowly pulled off his remaining garments like a bar stripper. Ayame rolled around on the bed laughing her ass off at the facial expressions and overly acted body movements.
::Oh what I wouldn't do for some pole dancing skills and a .pole right now.::
Shinigami tired his best to look angry at the jerky laughs that came from his audience, but he couldn't simply resist the urge to laugh also. "Oh, so my stripping skills aren't up to par for ya are they?"
"N-no its no-ot that its ju-" another set of laughs burst out halfway into the sentence, "D-did you need to twirl your boxers?!" she mocked him, twirling her finger in the air.
"Yes I did!" Duo pouted.
Ayame, afraid she did hurt his feelings said, "It was sexy, reow! I loved it. I'd ask for an encore but I really AM enjoying the view."
"This is like a really bad sex novel Aya!"
::and I'd be damned if I said I wasn't enjoying all of it.:
" 'Yes it is.' She replied raking her eyes over his BARE, EXPOSED BODY!"
Duo flung himself onto the bed, rolled over and pinned his partner beneath him. A few hand movements and twisting and his Aya-chan was in just as much clothing as Duo Maxwell was. Shinigami had already gone to work nibbling and kissing his way down her neck leaving a few little red marks in this path before finding a new untouched patch of skin to tease with his tongue and lips.
The bed merely shivered with the small movements.
"How'm I doin so far." Duo stopped, panting a little.
"MY TURN!" Ayame over powered him, swapping positions with him.
Ayame went to work, using her tongue as the weapon. Favoring the taste of his chest, she teased and prodded wherever possible.
"Bark!" Aya sat up, commanding him.
"Hell no! No woman is allowed to go all dominatrix on Shinigami."
"Ohhhhh proudly little Duo-puppy won't bark?" her hand ran down his chest going slowly lower.
The bed now shook as the occupant on the lower level let out a deep- throated moan.
"Woof.AH DAMMIT! WOOF WOOF BARK!!"
Ayame ran her fingers through his bangs. "Good boy."
He smirked up at her. "Now watch me roll over."
The bed squeaked and jerked a little.
Silky brown locks freed from his braid hung down onto the body below him.
"You better tell me at all if this hurts, Aya."
"Of course, how could I lie to you?"
::You dunno how much I'm loving this do ya, Ayame. You're so soft and sweet. The smells, the taste, the touch.I want it all.I want you no matter what may come.::
~~