Another chapter! Fweeeee!

Warnings: verrrrrrrryyy LIGHT lime.

Pairings: 1x2, 3x4, 1x5, 2x5

Disclaimer: I don't own GW boys

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Heero was studiously typing away on his laptop when the other four pilots came in from their picnic.

"-awesome! Wu-man here got me all wet!" Duo was laughing as he related to story to Trowa and Quatre.

"Wow! Did you really push him in, Wufei?" Quatre asked surprised. Wufei nodded smirking. "Good for you! Someone had to do it!" Quatre leaned back smiling and wondering at how Wufei had changed from being the justice prick to the playful, lovable person that he was now.

"Heero!"

"In here. Stop yelling, baka." Duo bounced into the drawing room and saw his lover on the laptop. Draping himself over the Japanese pilot's shoulders, Duo smacked a kiss on the other's lips, grinning happily.

"Yeah, yeah, love you too." He kissed him once more of good measure, slipping his fingers into the dark mocha colored hair when Heero pushed him away.

"You're wet! Go dry off." Heero shoved him towards the bedroom. Duo huffed and removed his arms. Then a slow seductive smile played on his lips and he walked closer with a tantalizing swing of his hips. [Oh that rhymes!]

"Oh, but I can think of so many other interesting things to do…"

Heero snorted, eyes never wavering from his laptop screen. "I'm sure you can. Later."

Pouting, Duo trudged off in the direction of his bedroom, muttering about unfair lovers and etc. Trowa and Quatre followed him upstairs, to finish what they had started earlier. Wufei started after them, but stopped and looked at Heero thoughtfully. Hm, maybe he could show Heero on his own, instead of having Duo talk to him. Shuffling through his thoughts, Wufei went upstairs to change.

Heero had felt the weight of the stare when Wufei had looked at him. He simply gritted him teeth and continued working, not paying any attention to Wufei. He breathed a sigh of relief when Wufei finally left the room. For some reason, Heero seemed to get really tense whenever Wufei was in the room. Well, not for SOME reason. He very well knew why.

Closing the screen with a 'click', Heero got up and headed upstairs. It was time to tell Duo about it and he hoped that Duo would understand. Not that there was a very good chance of it.

Once up the stairs, Heero started walking along the long corridor to his room. Duo would probably be there. Just as he was about to pass Wufei's room, the Chinese pilot came out and stood in his way, stopping him.

Heero raised an eyebrow. "Did you want something, Wufei?" The other nodded. "Okay, what?" Wufei shifted his weight from one foot to the other, fidgeting, wringing his hands. He made no move.

"What?" Heero barked out. Wufei jumped, surprised. He started making gestures with his hands, trying to get Heero to understand but poor Heero didn't understand at all. If anything he was getting more irritated.

"What?! Speak, dammit!" Heero yelled at the Chinese pilot. Wufei took a step back, frightened. "Why won't you speak? Why? Why…" Heero fell to his knees and put his hands over his face. He knew that it was his fault that this had happened to Wufei.

The smaller pilot hesitantly stepped forward, toward the kneeling pilot. Reaching forward, he gently removed the hands covering Heero's face and cupped his own hands around it. The Japanese pilot blinked, surprised. He started to apologize when Wufei leaned forward and pressed his lips against the others, stopping any words that may have been said.

Heero froze, shocked. Wufei was kissing him? WUFEI? Well, it wasn't half bad. Recovering, he parted his lips as an invitation, deepening the kiss. Wufei took the invitation and slipped his tongue into Heero's warm mouth, tasting the sweet recesses before drawing back. The Wing pilot moaned, shivering under the assault. It was so sweet. So very sweet.

Pulling away from the kiss, Wufei rested his forehead against the other's, panting slightly, eyes closed. Heero too was out of breath from that wonderfully sweet kiss. "Wufei…? Did you…mean that?"

After answering the same question to Duo, Wufei nodded without hesitation. To prove his point, he placed a chaste kiss on those swollen lips. Heero wrapped his arms around Wufei's waist and buried his face against the taut stomach. The Chinese pilot for his part ran his fingers soothingly through the dark mane. Pulling Heero up, he gave a gentle push towards Heero's room, as though saying, 'go talk to Duo.'

"I will." After one final caress to a soft bronze cheek, Heero turned and walked towards his room.

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"Duo?"

The said pilot turned from brushing his hair to look at the doorway. "Hey, Heero."

Walking over and climbing behind Duo, Heero gently took the brush from Duo's fingers and started running it through the long chestnut hair.

"Hmm." Duo sighed in appreciation. It felt so good when someone else handled his hair. Good thing Heero had a hair fetish.

"Duo, I need to talk to you about something." Heero put the brush aside and parted the hair into three strands when Duo shook his head.

"Leave it loose. I know you like it." Duo said impishly, leaning back against the hard chest. Heero wrapped his arms around his koi and buried his face is the sweet smelling hair.

"My Duo…" He breathed against Duo's neck causing the American to shiver.

"Yes, yours, always yours…" Turning in Heero's arms, Duo took his lips in an almost desperate kiss, full of love, lust and unheeded passion. Heero responded very much in the same way, returning the kiss with the same amount of emotion put into it.

"Missed you." Duo murmured as he ducked to kiss and suckle the skin at Heero's throat. The Japanese pilot sighed with pleasure, hands buried in waves of soft chestnut hair.

"Missed you too." Heero whispered back hoarsely as Duo pushed him back to lie on the bed. The American pilot continued to kiss his neck with a mindless passion, leaving small red marks that would disappear later on.

"So what did you want to talk about?" Duo asked distracted by one powerful shoulder that he was nibbling on. Hmmm. His koi tasted good.

Heero too was distracted by the pleasures brought on by Duo but he managed to gasp out one word. "Wufei."

Duo pulled back immediately, frowning at Heero. "Wufei? What about him?"

Heero blushed. "He kissed me."

Duo blinked at him and burst out laughing. Now it was Heero's turn to frown. "I'm serious!"

"I know you are, love." He said, still chucking. Leaning down, he nuzzled Heero's lips lovingly. "He kissed me too."

"What?" Heero stared at him. "You mean, he does that to everybody?" He demanded indignantly.

"No, no, love." Duo soothed. "He wants a relationship. With me. With you." Eyes sparkling mischievously, he asked. "You interested?"

Heero flushed. "No! I mean, yes! Uh…no! argh!" Duo giggled and kissed him softly.

"It's okay to be, you know." He whispered against the other's lips. "I am. As long as you don't mind."

"I don't. But I have to tell you something before that. And you are not going to be happy about it."

"What is it, love?" Duo laid his head on Heero's chest and absently traced random patterns across the skin.

"It has to do with the incident." Duo nodded, indicating that he was listening.

"I knew where Wufei was the whole time."

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