Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing or its character if I do I'll also gain the power to bring the character to life and molest him all I want, yes you Duo ekekekekke…. Sorry Heero-baby u'll have to share.
Warning: it'll be a 1x2 fic, a yaoi fic, a guy homosexual relationship fic and I might throw a lemon in there for fun, dunno…. Cussing…….
I love you all for reviewing~~~~~ and I especially love you Raevyn-chan!!!!!! ^^ oooo~~~~ can I call you Rae-chan??? Ehehehheh Duo is my fav. too muchacha n thx for reviewing again ^^ ::huggles::
Now on to chapter seven~~~~~~~~~
Chap. 7 Merry-go-round
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Noticing Duo, Wufei speak up, "He's gone don't worry."
Duo froze in his chair. "Gone?"
"Damn it! Fuck! Just when I was about to apologize too!!! What the fuck?!" He angrily slammed his fists on the table.
"Where?" Asked Shinigami while hold Wufei by his shirt. "Mission. No make that missionsss." Wufei drew out the ess to make his point with his katana pulled out of thin air held it by Duo's neck. "Now let me go Maxwell, blood and lunch doesn't go that well together." Wufei said evenly. Quick as lightening Duo's hands were removed and Duo's lunch was in Wufei's face completely with plate, fork and spoon. While Wufei sat there aghast, Duo already stomped up to his den. Snapping out of his stupor he was screaming for Duo and about to come after him, Trowa and Quatre abandon their quest for nourishment to save Duo's from Wufei.
The next three days, Heero keep on accepting mission after mission to drown out the image of Duo in his head, while Duo chases him relentlessly in attempt to apologize. Every single time at his advance, Heero walks out on him with mission to attend to. And each time with unsuccessful result Duo target Wufei for the mane snide comments or if he just happen to be near at the time. A black eye due to Duo's elbow, an arm and a leg in cast by a banana peel Duo dropped, haft of his room charred by a fire Duo "accidentally" caused, the list goes on, Trowa and Quatre spend all of their time on missions and holding Wufei back from killing Duo.
By the end of three days, the emotional tension in the safe house was tumultuously dangerous, a storm about to break over safe house. Heero, the Perfect Soldier, about to collapse from missions after missions without proper rests and meals; Duo's frustrated to the point to of hair pulling because he can't get his point across to Heero; Wufei's about to go on a killing spree; Trowa and Quatre exhausted and tired from holding Wufei back, they also very twitchy and edgy from the lack of any sexual activities.
On the fourth day…
As Heero staggeringly step inside the house, Duo cornered him, "Damn it, just hear me out would you?!"
"Not now Duo, I'm tired." Heero said weakly.
Risking his life and limps, Duo grabbed Heero arm, as his hand make contact with a Heero, a fist flies toward his face. But before it can land on its target, Heero slipped into la-la land leaving his body behind for Duo. Frustrated and worries, Duo screaming profanes while dragging Heero's body to the sofa.
While Wufei was slapped back in to reality from his meditation by a loud, four letters crude word that started with an eff, which echo through out the house. Moving in a bloodlust trance, he pull himself up which took up four minutes due to his casts. He slammed the door open, while screaming Duo's name without even aware of it.
Trowa and Quatre kissing each other hungrily, tongues dueling passionately, hands roaming and tugging at each other clothes violently, just as Trowa mouth fasten on to Quatre nipple, an ear splitting scream came from next door halted their movement.
Growling, Trowa and Quatre busted out of their room clothing askew, they grabbed Wufei and threw him roughly into their room. They wrapped him up like a mummy with a window curtain leaving only his head out so he can breathe. After a few more cusses and screams they gagged him with some socks and boxers from the dirty clothes basket, then resume what they were doing earlier with Wufei's muffles screaming in the background, blood run from his nose like a river.
Downstairs while all these were happening, Duo struggling and finally got Heero to the couch. Duo, being our lovable clumsy darling, somehow tripped and tangled himself on the couch with Heero; after a moment to catch his breath and enjoys being rendered helpless by Heero's unconscious body, Duo reminded himself that this is Heero and proceed to pull himself out of the mess of intertwined limps. After a few minute of trying, "try" being the operative word, the results were: Duo's hair was a mess, face flushed from exertion, haft out of his shirt (he somehow got this brilliant idea that may be he can just pops out of his clothes and escape), and still stuck where he was.
"Oh, man! Not that this is unpleasant but when Heero wake up he going to kill me." Duo said distressingly.
As if answering his despair, Heero suddenly moves. Duo flinched; brace himself for the blows to come, except that they never did. Heero in his sleep pulled Duo closer to him. One arm around Duo's shoulder and the other on Duo's waist, Duo's eyes went comically wide. Resigned over his faith he fell asleep in Heero arms with Trowa's grunts and moans, Quatre screaming for more and harder, as lullaby. ( ::sweatdrop:: ^^' poor Duo....)
Heero's la-la land…… (listening to "I hope you dance" by Lee Ann Womack while writing this)
Rubbles and wreckages are everywhere.
Fire, ashes, deaths, destructions…
The scenery shift from burning building to rivers of blood and gores the next.
Then people screaming as building falls down on them.
Within all these devastations, a woman with a piece of ceiling on her, reaching for her child as tears and bloods runs freely down the contour of her face.
"Run… run… runaway Julian!"
"Mommy! Mommy!" The child cried desperately for his mom with a brown teddy bear clutching to his chest. He tentatively walked toward her calling for her as he goes.
"Mommy! Mommy! I'm scared!"
"NOOO!!! Don't Julian! Runaway!!!" The woman sobbed.
Then another piece of building fell and covered the woman from view. The dazed child stopped in his track.
"Mommy?!"
"Mommy where are you?!"
The sound of a crying little calling for his mom seems to echoes for eternity before another piece of building buries it all. As the echoes dies out, a new sound of sobbing started. Each sound was wrenchingly sad and heartfelt.
Heero was on his knees with hands on his face, back bended, crying his heart out in a black endless space…
A scent of honey and melon drifting to his senses leading him out of his pains…
Duo...
"Mommy?" Heero looked up, Julian was in front of him hands holding on to the old teddy bear like a life line, his gaze questioning. Heero sobbed and raised his hands reaching for the child.
As he drew the child to him, the boy's eyes changes from hazel green to wide deep violet. His hair from black morphed into wavy, long chestnut.
The one Heero was holding in his arms now is Duo.
Honey and melon…
Looking into Duo eyes the dark empty space transform into a space full of glittering stars. Slim, soft, fragrance body in his arm with wavy brown hair floating around them. Duo lifted his head, and Heero's gaze from his eyes move to his inviting lips. Heero bend down and claim the lips beneath him as his hands move over Duo's body.
They're no longer drifting in space, a black, wide, satin bed with blood red rose petals on its surface and on the floor of the room. Candle lights softly illuminate the room. Heero kissing Duo fervently on the bed crushed the rose petals beneath them.
"Heero…" Duo moaned.
At his moan, Heero snapped awake.
Back to the land of the living…
Heero awake instantly in soldier mode. He felt something soft in his arms in look down and the vision leaved his speechless. Duo was deeply asleep, hair disarray, his shirt haft open, soft pink tinted his cheeks, lips slightly open as if inviting. Heero felt dizzy as the end of the dream flashed in his head. Blanching he violently pushed Duo away.
Duo's body hit the carpet with a thud. He groggily awake up elbow pushing himself haft way up. Then looked around to see where he was.
Duo was like siren waking up. As he turns in the direction of Heero, the Perfect Soldier's breath was taken away. Duo face still flushed from sleep, eyes haft lidded, gave Heero a sweetest smile.
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Done done done~~~~~
Ouch~! ::pout:: my shoulder hurt again . I wish someone can give me a massage!!!
A well~~~ see you next chapter~~~~!!! ^_-