Rewriting.

Warnings: Yaoi

Disclaimers: Don't own GW.

Duo?
Chapter 17: Never Regret, Never Doubt

After a few moments, Heero decided to go after Duo. He rushed out the door as quietly as he could and tried to locate Duo. He went to the bottom of the staircase leading to the third floor (which was also the top of the staircase leading downstairs), to see if he could find out which floor he was on. It was the third. That didn't really surprise him though. He went up the stairs.

He looked inside the room where he'd found Duo earlier and didn't see him, so he went to the next one. Not there either. He looked at the last door and mentally whapped himself for not seeing that earlier: There was a dim line of light under the door and he heard Duo's muttering coming from inside.

He pushed the door open slightly and peered inside. Duo sat on the bed of an old guest room with his back to the door. His fists were clenched in his flowing chestnut hair that he'd taken out of its confining braid. He yanked hard but didn't really seem to notice.

There was a small window in front of Duo, but the dark curtains were pulled shut. There was also a little lamp on the bedside table to one side of Duo. The gentle glow radiating from it lit the room with a soft orange color, bathing Duo in it as well. It was a comfortable little room, not as big as most of the rooms, but still comfortable.

Heero's attention was brought back to the young boy sitting on the bed miserably as his back jerked with the sudden tears that flowed from his tormented, amethyst eyes. Duo loosened his grip on his hair and moved his hands to cover his face. "Heero probably hates me..." he muttered quietly to himself, so quietly that Heero would've missed it had he not been listening for Duo's voice.

Gathering his courage, Heero took a deep breath and pushed the door open farther, its old hinges squeaking. Duo gasped and whirled around, his hair like a wavy cape behind him. The tears still streaming endlessly down his cheeks tugged at Heero's heart and he walked into the room. "I don't hate you, Duo," he said softly, absorbing the fantasy sitting before him.

Duo stood up. "I'm so sorry Heero," he said, turning away from him, his head bowed.

"For what?" Heero asked. "For loving me?"

Duo lifted his head. He stiffened when he felt Heero's arms circle and embrace him. Heero leaned his cheek against the flat of Duo's back and he closed his eyes. "Don't ever stop loving me and don't ever regret what you did, no matter what."

Duo relaxed and put his hands over Heero's. He smiled. "I don't know how to respond to that, Heero," Duo admitted quietly. He turned around to face him.

Heero smiled slightly also. "Then don't." He then leaned forward and kissed Duo with such passion that surprised both him and Duo. Duo allowed Heero control with this kiss and merely wrapped his arms around his love. Heero pulled back to dry Duo's cheeks with his thumbs. Duo smiled appreciatively and their lips met again.

Heero ran his fingers through Duo's silky, chestnut hair and closed the small gap between their bodies. Duo's eyes opened slightly in surprise but closed them again within a moment. Duo knew that Heero needed air soon or he would collapse, but neither he nor Heero wanted that moment to end.

Heero finally pulled back, and barely caught himself as his legs threatened to let him fall to the floor. Duo smiled to himself and followed Heero as he sat down on the bed until he could feel his legs again. Duo gave Heero a quick kiss on the lips once he'd sat down. "You want to deprive yourself of air until you pass out, don't you?" He grinned playfully.

Heero smiled back. "Only if you're there to catch me," he replied and caught Duo's lips once more. Duo found himself envying Heero for his ability to do this gradually.

'Unlike me...' he thought with distress. 'How can he even look at me after what I did?' He sighed inwardly. 'I guess that doesn't really matter now, he told me not to regret it, so I couldn't have done anything too bad that he didn't like.' He allowed Heero to ease him down to his back. 'Nope, I guess it wasn't so bad for him after all.'

Heero broke away again but kept his face close to Duo's. He rested his forehead on Duo's and smiled down at him. He closed his eyes. "I love you, Duo," he breathed.

Duo smiled sadly. "You're so good to me, Heero... I don't deserve you."

Heero lifted his head to look down at Duo. "Don't be modest, lover, you deserve better." He grinned. "But unfortunately, I'm all you've got." He chuckled and lay down directly alongside Duo and wrapped his arm around his waist. He rested his head on Duo's chest and sighed.

"Ah, but you're all I need," Duo said quietly, slipping his arm around Heero. Heero pulled himself as close to Duo as was physically possible at the time and all of Duo's doubts melted away.