Title: The Broken Flowerpot Part 4
Rating: R
Pairings: 2x5x2, 12
Warnings: Angst, Yaoi, Lemon
Spoilers: Yeah, kinda, some of the very last episodes
Disclaimers: I wish I owned them...but I don't. So I borrow them, use them, and put them back on the shelf where I got them. And for those of you who wish to sue me in hopes to gain money, you will be sadly disappointed to find that I don't have any!
Author's Notes: "The Broken Flowerpot" is the first installment of a trilogy, of sorts. I will be breaking this down in several bite-size portions for easier reading!
Heero could hear Duo on the other side of the door, singing off-key and running the vacuum cleaner over the throw rugs littering the hardwood floor of the apartment he shared with Wufei. Heero chuckled to himself at the image that produced, then he knocked on the door. The vacuum cleaner was instantly turned off, and he heard Duo run to what Heero thought was the bedroom before running to the front door.
Duo had a large grin on his face as he opened the door, but it fell considerably when he realized it was Heero.
"Oh, good morning, Heero. What can I do for you?" Duo's face had become that of civility rather than friendship, and Heero was kicking himself mentally. But on the outside, he had a huge grin as he pulled out two tickets to the Outdoor Basketball Tournament and held them in front of Duo's face.
"I just wanted to apologize for my actions last night, that's all." Duo eyed the tickets suspiciously, but with an eager intention.
"And you thought that taking me to the basketball game today would make up for those actions?" Duo raised an eyebrow as he glanced at Heero. Heero just shrugged, looked away and started to put the tickets back in his pocket.
"Well, I thought they would help. But apparently..." Duo grabbed the tickets from Heero's hand before they reached his pocket and he cradled them as if they were a small baby.
"I will forgive you if you buy me at least the jumbo size popcorn and the Monster Gulp soda drink." Heero grinned and nodded.
"Sounds good to me." Duo stepped back so Heero could come inside the apartment. Heero stepped inside, and they walked to the kitchen. Heero sat down at the table, and Duo stood in the doorway.
"I'm just going to go change and then we can go, all right?" Heero nodded, and Duo went to the bedroom. Heero lounged back in the wooden kitchen chair and smiled lazily. Duo had fallen for his trap like a mouse after cheese, and he was just starting the game. This was going to be cake, he thought. All he had to do was just play it out.
After a few minutes, Duo bounded back in the kitchen, his braid flying after him. He was wearing a pair of dark blue jeans and a red t-shirt, his gold chain and cross hanging from his neck. Heero had to take a few deep breaths to calm himself after seeing the gorgeous man in front of him.
"Let's go, Heero." Heero nodded, pasting a grin on his face, and they both exited the apartment and walked across the street to the Outdoor Basketball Tournament played in the park.
"Aw come on, Harris! You should have made that shot!" Duo yelled, sipping his drink between sentences and chewing on a handful of popcorn afterwards. Heero glanced at his braided friend and shook his head in mock embarassment. Duo just grinned at him.
"I bet that my team wins over yours, Duo." Heero said, glancing at the scoreboard. Duo drank another sip of soda and shook his head.
"No way, Heero. My team has been ahead the entire game. there is no way that yours is going to get 15 points in the next three minutes while still trying to defend their basket." Heero raised an eyebrow and crossed his arms over his chest.
"I bet you dinner that my team wins." Heero held out his hand, and Duo looked at it before shaking it, grinning from ear to ear.
"I'll take that bet. And when you are making dinner tonight, I will be relaxing and listening to you grumble and complain about how your team lost."
"Deal." After that, the two men watched the basketball game in silence, Duo's face turning from tan, to white, to red as Heero's team scored five three-points shots in a row while his team seemed to throw nothing but airballs.
The final 24 seconds was the most nerve-racking since the teams were tied. Duo was practically biting his nails, while Heero put on the pretense of being worried about losing. In truth, he really didn't care. If he lost, he would cook dinner and show Duo just how sensual food could be. If he won, he would be able to see how good Wufei's teachings had helped Duo. So either way, he was ready for it.
Luckily for Duo, his team made the last shot of the game, breaking the tie and giving Duo the win. Duo looked smugly at Heero and raised an eyebrow.
"So what's for dinner?" Heero rolled his eyes as they both stood up and walked out of the outdoor court.
"I'm not sure yet. What do you have in your refridgerator?" Duo seemed to think for a while as they got back to the apartment building.
"I think we'll need to stop at the grocery store. I don't think I have anything edible in there, anymore." Heero nodded, and they both went up to the apartment.
Once inside, Heero went into the kitchen and looked inside the fridge. He silently agreed with Duo, they would need to go to the store. There was barely enough to survive on, let alone make dinner with. He made a mental list, and went into the family room to find Duo looking sadly at the vidscreen.
"Hey Duo! You ready to go to the store?" Duo looked over his shoulder and gave Heero a weak grin.
"yeah, sure. Let's go." Duo grabbed his car keys as he got up from the desk and he walked towards the front door.
"Hey, I'll be right down. I just need to use the bathroom. I'll meet you down there, okay?" Duo nodded, and he went to the garage on the first floor of the apartment building. Heero waited until he knew Duo was out of hearing range before he replayed the message icon that was blinking on the screen.
Wufei's face appeared on the screen, his features strained. "Hey Duo, it's me. I guess you're not home right now, so I'll just leave a message. I won't be able to call you tonight like I planned, it seems that there is threats of an uprising in the next twenty-four hours and they want us on all-night watch. If the uprising is tonight, I'll be able to come home a day early. But if not, I'll be here for the remaining four days. I should be able to call you tomorrow and let you know if anything has changed." There was a pause, almost as if Wufei was staring at him even though it was a message. "Remember, I love you. Take care, Duo." The face disappeared as the monitor went black.
Heero quickly exited the apartment after that, going directly to Duo's car. He crawled in the front seat, and Duo practically flew out of the garage, and Heero had to grip the seat so that he didn't fall off. Duo was upset, Heero could tell. Well, Heero thought, tonight he would make it up to Duo by making him one of the most sensual meals he had ever tasted.
Hours later, Duo was sitting in the family room, watching television while Heero cooked lemon-herb salmon, fresh string beans, some rice, and a fresh salad. And, for dessert, he made peach cobbler with home-grown peaches. It was almost too much to ask Duo to wait out in the family room while Heero cooked.
But, after two hours of the insanely delicious smell coming from the kitchen, Duo could wait no longer and he went in. He stopped, breathless, as he looked at the set table complete with candles and the meal set out on the plates. Heero turned around, a pot of lemon glaze in his hands and he smiled.
"Just in time. I was just going to call you in." Heero spooned a small amount of the lemon glaze over the salmon and dribbled a little on the rice, placing a slice of lemon over the rice for decoration.
"Oh, Heero! this looks great!" Heero put the pot back on the stove and motioned for Duo to sit.
"Come on, let's eat." Duo sat down and waited for Heero to sit before digging into the meal. They ate in comfortable silence for about twenty minutes, the only conversation being Duo asking for another spoonful of rice.
After they each ate their fill, Heero served the cobbler. Again, it was quiet until both had stopped eating, their hands covering their bulging stomachs.
"That was excellent, Heero. How did you learn to cook like that?" Heero shrugged, picking up his dishes and walking over to put them in the sink.
"Here and there, really. A lot of times, especially on those missions involving Relena, the only reading material was cook books. So I guess I just picked up a few recipes. That's all."
"Oh, well, I guess that makes sense." They both finished clearing the table, and then they washed and dried the dishes before going into the family room.
They watched television quietly, Duo's eyes starting to close. Soon, he was leaning against Heero, his head on Heero shoulder. As much as Heero wanted to stay in that position, he knew that if he did, Duo would be mad at him in the morning. so, as gently as possibly, he picked up the braided American and placed him on his bed, removing his shoes and socks before tucking him under the covers.
His stealth skills came in handy, he thought, as he left the apartment. He was hoping that, by tomorrow, he would be able to implement the next move. He smiled to himself, a habit he was easily adapting to, and he went to his car. Tonight went well, and, if Duo reacted the way he thought he would, the rest was going to be a piece of cake. All he had to do was wait.
Rating: R
Pairings: 2x5x2, 12
Warnings: Angst, Yaoi, Lemon
Spoilers: Yeah, kinda, some of the very last episodes
Disclaimers: I wish I owned them...but I don't. So I borrow them, use them, and put them back on the shelf where I got them. And for those of you who wish to sue me in hopes to gain money, you will be sadly disappointed to find that I don't have any!
Author's Notes: "The Broken Flowerpot" is the first installment of a trilogy, of sorts. I will be breaking this down in several bite-size portions for easier reading!
Heero could hear Duo on the other side of the door, singing off-key and running the vacuum cleaner over the throw rugs littering the hardwood floor of the apartment he shared with Wufei. Heero chuckled to himself at the image that produced, then he knocked on the door. The vacuum cleaner was instantly turned off, and he heard Duo run to what Heero thought was the bedroom before running to the front door.
Duo had a large grin on his face as he opened the door, but it fell considerably when he realized it was Heero.
"Oh, good morning, Heero. What can I do for you?" Duo's face had become that of civility rather than friendship, and Heero was kicking himself mentally. But on the outside, he had a huge grin as he pulled out two tickets to the Outdoor Basketball Tournament and held them in front of Duo's face.
"I just wanted to apologize for my actions last night, that's all." Duo eyed the tickets suspiciously, but with an eager intention.
"And you thought that taking me to the basketball game today would make up for those actions?" Duo raised an eyebrow as he glanced at Heero. Heero just shrugged, looked away and started to put the tickets back in his pocket.
"Well, I thought they would help. But apparently..." Duo grabbed the tickets from Heero's hand before they reached his pocket and he cradled them as if they were a small baby.
"I will forgive you if you buy me at least the jumbo size popcorn and the Monster Gulp soda drink." Heero grinned and nodded.
"Sounds good to me." Duo stepped back so Heero could come inside the apartment. Heero stepped inside, and they walked to the kitchen. Heero sat down at the table, and Duo stood in the doorway.
"I'm just going to go change and then we can go, all right?" Heero nodded, and Duo went to the bedroom. Heero lounged back in the wooden kitchen chair and smiled lazily. Duo had fallen for his trap like a mouse after cheese, and he was just starting the game. This was going to be cake, he thought. All he had to do was just play it out.
After a few minutes, Duo bounded back in the kitchen, his braid flying after him. He was wearing a pair of dark blue jeans and a red t-shirt, his gold chain and cross hanging from his neck. Heero had to take a few deep breaths to calm himself after seeing the gorgeous man in front of him.
"Let's go, Heero." Heero nodded, pasting a grin on his face, and they both exited the apartment and walked across the street to the Outdoor Basketball Tournament played in the park.
"Aw come on, Harris! You should have made that shot!" Duo yelled, sipping his drink between sentences and chewing on a handful of popcorn afterwards. Heero glanced at his braided friend and shook his head in mock embarassment. Duo just grinned at him.
"I bet that my team wins over yours, Duo." Heero said, glancing at the scoreboard. Duo drank another sip of soda and shook his head.
"No way, Heero. My team has been ahead the entire game. there is no way that yours is going to get 15 points in the next three minutes while still trying to defend their basket." Heero raised an eyebrow and crossed his arms over his chest.
"I bet you dinner that my team wins." Heero held out his hand, and Duo looked at it before shaking it, grinning from ear to ear.
"I'll take that bet. And when you are making dinner tonight, I will be relaxing and listening to you grumble and complain about how your team lost."
"Deal." After that, the two men watched the basketball game in silence, Duo's face turning from tan, to white, to red as Heero's team scored five three-points shots in a row while his team seemed to throw nothing but airballs.
The final 24 seconds was the most nerve-racking since the teams were tied. Duo was practically biting his nails, while Heero put on the pretense of being worried about losing. In truth, he really didn't care. If he lost, he would cook dinner and show Duo just how sensual food could be. If he won, he would be able to see how good Wufei's teachings had helped Duo. So either way, he was ready for it.
Luckily for Duo, his team made the last shot of the game, breaking the tie and giving Duo the win. Duo looked smugly at Heero and raised an eyebrow.
"So what's for dinner?" Heero rolled his eyes as they both stood up and walked out of the outdoor court.
"I'm not sure yet. What do you have in your refridgerator?" Duo seemed to think for a while as they got back to the apartment building.
"I think we'll need to stop at the grocery store. I don't think I have anything edible in there, anymore." Heero nodded, and they both went up to the apartment.
Once inside, Heero went into the kitchen and looked inside the fridge. He silently agreed with Duo, they would need to go to the store. There was barely enough to survive on, let alone make dinner with. He made a mental list, and went into the family room to find Duo looking sadly at the vidscreen.
"Hey Duo! You ready to go to the store?" Duo looked over his shoulder and gave Heero a weak grin.
"yeah, sure. Let's go." Duo grabbed his car keys as he got up from the desk and he walked towards the front door.
"Hey, I'll be right down. I just need to use the bathroom. I'll meet you down there, okay?" Duo nodded, and he went to the garage on the first floor of the apartment building. Heero waited until he knew Duo was out of hearing range before he replayed the message icon that was blinking on the screen.
Wufei's face appeared on the screen, his features strained. "Hey Duo, it's me. I guess you're not home right now, so I'll just leave a message. I won't be able to call you tonight like I planned, it seems that there is threats of an uprising in the next twenty-four hours and they want us on all-night watch. If the uprising is tonight, I'll be able to come home a day early. But if not, I'll be here for the remaining four days. I should be able to call you tomorrow and let you know if anything has changed." There was a pause, almost as if Wufei was staring at him even though it was a message. "Remember, I love you. Take care, Duo." The face disappeared as the monitor went black.
Heero quickly exited the apartment after that, going directly to Duo's car. He crawled in the front seat, and Duo practically flew out of the garage, and Heero had to grip the seat so that he didn't fall off. Duo was upset, Heero could tell. Well, Heero thought, tonight he would make it up to Duo by making him one of the most sensual meals he had ever tasted.
Hours later, Duo was sitting in the family room, watching television while Heero cooked lemon-herb salmon, fresh string beans, some rice, and a fresh salad. And, for dessert, he made peach cobbler with home-grown peaches. It was almost too much to ask Duo to wait out in the family room while Heero cooked.
But, after two hours of the insanely delicious smell coming from the kitchen, Duo could wait no longer and he went in. He stopped, breathless, as he looked at the set table complete with candles and the meal set out on the plates. Heero turned around, a pot of lemon glaze in his hands and he smiled.
"Just in time. I was just going to call you in." Heero spooned a small amount of the lemon glaze over the salmon and dribbled a little on the rice, placing a slice of lemon over the rice for decoration.
"Oh, Heero! this looks great!" Heero put the pot back on the stove and motioned for Duo to sit.
"Come on, let's eat." Duo sat down and waited for Heero to sit before digging into the meal. They ate in comfortable silence for about twenty minutes, the only conversation being Duo asking for another spoonful of rice.
After they each ate their fill, Heero served the cobbler. Again, it was quiet until both had stopped eating, their hands covering their bulging stomachs.
"That was excellent, Heero. How did you learn to cook like that?" Heero shrugged, picking up his dishes and walking over to put them in the sink.
"Here and there, really. A lot of times, especially on those missions involving Relena, the only reading material was cook books. So I guess I just picked up a few recipes. That's all."
"Oh, well, I guess that makes sense." They both finished clearing the table, and then they washed and dried the dishes before going into the family room.
They watched television quietly, Duo's eyes starting to close. Soon, he was leaning against Heero, his head on Heero shoulder. As much as Heero wanted to stay in that position, he knew that if he did, Duo would be mad at him in the morning. so, as gently as possibly, he picked up the braided American and placed him on his bed, removing his shoes and socks before tucking him under the covers.
His stealth skills came in handy, he thought, as he left the apartment. He was hoping that, by tomorrow, he would be able to implement the next move. He smiled to himself, a habit he was easily adapting to, and he went to his car. Tonight went well, and, if Duo reacted the way he thought he would, the rest was going to be a piece of cake. All he had to do was wait.