chp. 2: Chance Meeting
It was another three days later that Heero met the beautiful strange boy who had been watching him from his bedroom window. Heero had known that he was being watched, and he was ready to tell the person off, but when he looked up, he had been speechless. Having expected to see some old woman with a scowl or a drunk man, Heero was not at all prepared to see a beautiful boy about his age peering down at him. Even from the distance that Heero was, and the baggy clothes that the boy wore, he could tell that the boy was slender. Truthfully, Heero had thought that he was looking at a girl, for the boy had the longest hair he had ever seen on a guy, reaching passed his waist from what Heero could tell. It was bound in a single braid, and draped over one slim shoulder. The only thing that Heero couldn't see was the boy's eyes, there was too much shadow over his face, not to mention that there was at least thirty feet between them.
It had greatly disappointed Heero when the boy had quickly turned away from him when he saw that Heero had noticed him. It was as if he was embarrassed that he was 'caught'. Though Heero had smiled when the boy turned on another CD, unknowing that he had actually been providing music for Heero and his friends to listen to as well, which happened to be one of Heero's favorite artists. The music of Marilyn Manson played loud, and Heero found himself mouthing the lyrics to the song Rock is Dead.
Heero had never expected to run, literally, into the boy. He had been coming home from the store when he turned the corner and ran smack into him, his chin hitting the poor boy in the forehead. Heero hadn't even noticed that he had dropped what he had been asked to get, he had been too busy grabbing the slender boy's wrist to keep him from falling.
"Are you okay?" he asked, genuinely concerned.
The boy clutched at his forehead and swore, then steadied himself and looked up at Heero. He paused for a moment before stammering, "Y.......yeah, I..... I'm fine."
Heero couldn't help but stare at the boy, for this was the first time that he had seen his eyes. They were a bright indigo color, seeming to be blue one moment, then violet the next. That, plus the fact that the boy was even more gorgeous than Heero had originally thought, made it easier to stare. He was wearing a pair of tight black jeans, a silky black button up shirt with short sleeves, and a small silver cross necklace. The black contrasted with his skin, making the boy seem paler than the last time Heero had seen him, and brought out the beautiful color of his eyes. Heero saw that his assumptions about the boy's stature were right, for he stood about two inches shorter than Heero himself, and had the long lean muscles of a dancer or a contortionist. Heero suddenly felt weak in the knees.
"Are you okay?" the boy asked, sounding amused.
Heero shook his head, "Yeah........ it's just that, I've seen you before," he started lamely, feeling as though he had just said a cheesy pick-up line, "I mean......... you were the one who was watching me right?"
The boy blushed, a trait that Heero found quite cute.
"I.......... um..... didn't mean to stare at you," the boy said, "I was just watching you play basketball. You're really good."
Heero laughed, "That's what you get when you play almost every single day of the year," then added, "my name's Heero by the way."
The boy smiled, "I'm Duo. Duo Maxwell."
They continued to basically stare at each other for a while longer until they finally noticed that they were still connected by Heero's hand on Duo's wrist, and they laughed before breaking apart, both feeling slightly stupid at not having anything else to say.
God he's beautiful, Heero thought as Duo turned his head slightly, looking at something that only he saw, I wonder if................
"So you live right next door to me huh?" Duo asked, breaking Heero's thought's.
"Yeah. I've lived there for six years now, and trust me if your wondering, no it isn't going to get interesting around here. Ever."
Duo laughed, a rich sound that made Heero shiver.
"I didn't think that it would, but now that I know, I guess I'm going to have to find something to keep myself out of trouble," Duo replied.
Oh really.................? said the little voice in Heero's mind said, and Heero could almost see the little devil rubbing his hands together in anticipation. Just what did you have in mind gorgeous?
"Where did you used to live?" Heero asked, ignoring the voice.
Duo shuffled his feet a bit before answering, "I used to live in the city with Julie, but she couldn't work there, so she dragged me here."
Before he could stop himself, Heero blurted, "Julie? Is that your girlfriend?"
At first Duo just looked at him, his head tilted to the side, and Heero was afraid that he had said the wrong thing or something. But Duo simply regarded him before laughing, which greatly confused Heero.
"Julie's my........... guardian," Duo said after he calmed down, "she adopted me when I was twelve. She's pretty cool, if you look past the 'I'm your mother so do what I say' bullshit."
That took Heero off guard, and soon he found himself laughing along with Duo, feeling completely relaxed around him. It was as if they had known each other for years. He wanted to stay and talk with the boy some more, but the sudden remembrance of the groceries at his feet made Heero's heart race and he looked at his watch.
"Shit! Odin is going to kill me!" he cried.
Duo frowned, "Odin? Who's..............."
"I'm sorry, I really have to get going Duo. It was nice meeting you though, maybe we can get together sometime and hang out. If you're not busy!" Heero called out even as he was running down the street, "see ya later!"
He hoped he would see Duo again, for he knew that he would never be able to forget him now.
It was another three days later that Heero met the beautiful strange boy who had been watching him from his bedroom window. Heero had known that he was being watched, and he was ready to tell the person off, but when he looked up, he had been speechless. Having expected to see some old woman with a scowl or a drunk man, Heero was not at all prepared to see a beautiful boy about his age peering down at him. Even from the distance that Heero was, and the baggy clothes that the boy wore, he could tell that the boy was slender. Truthfully, Heero had thought that he was looking at a girl, for the boy had the longest hair he had ever seen on a guy, reaching passed his waist from what Heero could tell. It was bound in a single braid, and draped over one slim shoulder. The only thing that Heero couldn't see was the boy's eyes, there was too much shadow over his face, not to mention that there was at least thirty feet between them.
It had greatly disappointed Heero when the boy had quickly turned away from him when he saw that Heero had noticed him. It was as if he was embarrassed that he was 'caught'. Though Heero had smiled when the boy turned on another CD, unknowing that he had actually been providing music for Heero and his friends to listen to as well, which happened to be one of Heero's favorite artists. The music of Marilyn Manson played loud, and Heero found himself mouthing the lyrics to the song Rock is Dead.
Heero had never expected to run, literally, into the boy. He had been coming home from the store when he turned the corner and ran smack into him, his chin hitting the poor boy in the forehead. Heero hadn't even noticed that he had dropped what he had been asked to get, he had been too busy grabbing the slender boy's wrist to keep him from falling.
"Are you okay?" he asked, genuinely concerned.
The boy clutched at his forehead and swore, then steadied himself and looked up at Heero. He paused for a moment before stammering, "Y.......yeah, I..... I'm fine."
Heero couldn't help but stare at the boy, for this was the first time that he had seen his eyes. They were a bright indigo color, seeming to be blue one moment, then violet the next. That, plus the fact that the boy was even more gorgeous than Heero had originally thought, made it easier to stare. He was wearing a pair of tight black jeans, a silky black button up shirt with short sleeves, and a small silver cross necklace. The black contrasted with his skin, making the boy seem paler than the last time Heero had seen him, and brought out the beautiful color of his eyes. Heero saw that his assumptions about the boy's stature were right, for he stood about two inches shorter than Heero himself, and had the long lean muscles of a dancer or a contortionist. Heero suddenly felt weak in the knees.
"Are you okay?" the boy asked, sounding amused.
Heero shook his head, "Yeah........ it's just that, I've seen you before," he started lamely, feeling as though he had just said a cheesy pick-up line, "I mean......... you were the one who was watching me right?"
The boy blushed, a trait that Heero found quite cute.
"I.......... um..... didn't mean to stare at you," the boy said, "I was just watching you play basketball. You're really good."
Heero laughed, "That's what you get when you play almost every single day of the year," then added, "my name's Heero by the way."
The boy smiled, "I'm Duo. Duo Maxwell."
They continued to basically stare at each other for a while longer until they finally noticed that they were still connected by Heero's hand on Duo's wrist, and they laughed before breaking apart, both feeling slightly stupid at not having anything else to say.
God he's beautiful, Heero thought as Duo turned his head slightly, looking at something that only he saw, I wonder if................
"So you live right next door to me huh?" Duo asked, breaking Heero's thought's.
"Yeah. I've lived there for six years now, and trust me if your wondering, no it isn't going to get interesting around here. Ever."
Duo laughed, a rich sound that made Heero shiver.
"I didn't think that it would, but now that I know, I guess I'm going to have to find something to keep myself out of trouble," Duo replied.
Oh really.................? said the little voice in Heero's mind said, and Heero could almost see the little devil rubbing his hands together in anticipation. Just what did you have in mind gorgeous?
"Where did you used to live?" Heero asked, ignoring the voice.
Duo shuffled his feet a bit before answering, "I used to live in the city with Julie, but she couldn't work there, so she dragged me here."
Before he could stop himself, Heero blurted, "Julie? Is that your girlfriend?"
At first Duo just looked at him, his head tilted to the side, and Heero was afraid that he had said the wrong thing or something. But Duo simply regarded him before laughing, which greatly confused Heero.
"Julie's my........... guardian," Duo said after he calmed down, "she adopted me when I was twelve. She's pretty cool, if you look past the 'I'm your mother so do what I say' bullshit."
That took Heero off guard, and soon he found himself laughing along with Duo, feeling completely relaxed around him. It was as if they had known each other for years. He wanted to stay and talk with the boy some more, but the sudden remembrance of the groceries at his feet made Heero's heart race and he looked at his watch.
"Shit! Odin is going to kill me!" he cried.
Duo frowned, "Odin? Who's..............."
"I'm sorry, I really have to get going Duo. It was nice meeting you though, maybe we can get together sometime and hang out. If you're not busy!" Heero called out even as he was running down the street, "see ya later!"
He hoped he would see Duo again, for he knew that he would never be able to forget him now.