Shinigami's Gem
AN: Hey, past the middle of my exams now, thank God… I hate them! They are possibly the worst thing ever invented by mankind… ¬¬ But almost over… until summer that is! So now I'm gonna spend some time typing up chapter two… in which- dun dun DUUUN- There is the first real 1x2 including Duo and Heero's first kiss. Actually it's more 2x1 bu-ut… does it matter?
DD: **sits quietly thinking that Wufei should have joined in, but not saying anything because she knows she'll get decked for it**
Thank yous:
Couldn't do this earlier because I hadn't uploaded chapter 1 yet… and here it is chapter 2, just barely over a week after chapter 1, aren't you all impressed? I know I am… I'm gonna try to update once a week, but if I can't manage it for whatever reason I apologise in advance.
Gundam06serenity- posting more! Glad you liked it, thanks for reviewing
XPockynomikox- Thanks for the compliment, I really tried with the POV thing, I wanted to give a more… overall view ut still get across what all the individual characters were thinking and feeling… I think I lose it later on, but at least I got it right in the beginning!
Darkpheonix365- I don't usually take kindly to being called onna (¬_¬) but from you I'll make an exception, although it would probably be best to lower your sugar intake ^_^ although if that's what gets you to review things- eat as much sugar as you want!
Chapter 2
The visits to the lower city became routine. Almost every night the two would leave the constraints of the palace and creep down to the rowdy tavern to meet Duo and their other friends. Nobody realised who they were and they were comfortable without the bowing and the scraping, becoming good friends with some of the land's most fearsome and notorious pick-pockets and cut-throats.
Duo showed them the city as they had never seen it before. They saw the bits under the nice, fresh façade. He took them to the docks where they saw the whores selling themselves. He showed them the small orphanage that practically ran itself off what he provided and all the people and places he knew - every single stone and building. He seemed more like a part of the city himself, not merely one of its inhabitants, but an actual part.
The three became firm friends, though Duo knew no more about them than their names and that the came from one of the better areas. He never mentioned the incident when they were younger, and Wufei doubted that he remembered it.
"Y'ok Wu-man?" Duo asked one night as they were wandering through the streets of Elleins, talking and enjoying one another's company.
"I'd be better if you used my name, Maxwell," Wufei argued half-heartedly. They must have had this argument a thousand times before. Duo had an obsession with changing people's names in an affectionate manner and Wufei still was not big on the whole public show of affection thing. These days however, they just had the argument for the sake of it, because they were both to pig-headed to back down. Heero bore their arguments with an amused silence, although, one thing Wufei had noticed was that Duo never shortened Heero's name. It was always in full. Even Solo, Duo's best friend and boss got the treatment becoming 'Sol', 'So-so' or even just plain 'S'. But Heero was always Heero.
Over the past few months he'd watched the braided boy and his best-friend getting closer and closer, and he was very happy for them both. But he just could not see how it could possibly work when Duo found out that Heero was actually the Prince. However, unwilling to spoil his friends' happiness he did not speak.
Wufei had gone home early, pleading a headache, and so Duo and Heero were left alone, treading the streets of the city, minds only half on the world around them. Duo was as usual chattering away about this and that: the size of his latest haul, fixing the church roof, how nice the weather had been recently, whilst Heero indulged in his new favourite past time- Duo watching.
He watched out of the corner of his eye as Duo's voice flowed freely over him. He watched the way the braid bounced off his shoulder, liquid and yet solid. The light in his eyes, that were not simply violet, as he had once thought, but a myriad of different tones and tints: lilac and shades of mauve, lightening to a bluer haze on the outside and darkening to a deep indigo around the pupil. He saw the way Duo's face lit up and became animated as he spoke of things he found interesting- which was almost everything- and the hand movements that barely missed whacking him in the face.
The suddenly he noticed: Duo had stopped talking and they had stopped walking. He had been so wrapped up in simply watching the other boy that he hadn't paid any attention to what was actually going on. He sneaked another glance before realising that all Duo's attention was focussed on him. He looked away hastily, making Duo chuckle to himself, before bringing his gaze hesitantly back to the riveting and fascinating young man in front of him. Suddenly under the penetrating gaze of Duo's eyes, he felt scared. He could not imagine why he would feel like that. But as he opened his mouth to say something Duo was on him, lips capturing his and all of a sudden he wasn't watching Duo any more, he was sensing him, in every way. His eyes were full of him, he could feel his touch burning into his body all over, leaving marks that could never be removed. He could hear his heart beat, speed up in synchronisation with his own and he could sense the breath he was holding, the very two things that made him Duo. He could smell him, the unique scent that was only Duo and he could taste him, a glorious mixture of flavours that he would never be able to describe and he knew he would crave for the rest of his life. And he could sense him in another, deeper, way, as though part of his soul had mended itself.
Duo didn't know why he initiated the kiss. All he knew was that he was alone with Heero, Wu-bear having gone home with a sore head and giving up his chaperoning job for the night. He had felt Heero watching him as he babbled on, and then he had not been able to help himself. He knew the guy was way out of his league, he knew that he had as much chance as a fly in hell, he knew the odds were millions to one, but he just had to try. And then they were kissing, and suddenly nothing else mattered. All that existed was the here and now and the feel of Heero's lips against his.
Grinning more happily than he ever had before Duo broke away. Heero's eyes were closed for a second before they flickered open and his smile grew at the emotion in them. It was a rare occurrence indeed that made Heero abandon his defences. But then again, he mused, it was a rare occurrence that rendered Duo Maxwell speechless, and, just now, that was exactly what he was.
"See ya tomorrow?" he asked hopefully.
"Hai," Heero replied slowly, as if he did not quite believe what had happened, "Tomorrow." Duo brushed his lips lightly across the other's, giving him a tight hug, before running off.
Dazed, Heero turned for the palace and home.
Neither of them saw Heero's shadow standing in the corner, watching the whole scene.
Zechs Merquise shook his head.
"The Princess is not going to like this…"
TBC
Wow, that was shorter than I expected, but hey, there was a kiss scene! One I'm actually quite proud of ^_^!
DD:**cheers and waves pompoms*****Has just realised how much pompom waving she will have done by the end of this fic** oO;; Ah well, Review!!