Author's note: Alright, here is the next chapter of The House. Thanks to everyone who reviewed, I have decided to at least write a bit more of the story and I am planning on seeing how people like this chapter. There are sort of two plots in the chapter, the first (before the stars) if focused on Duo, the second (after) on Heero. I think this story has a lot of potential, but I also know it could fail horribly, SO comments and crits are welcomed, I'd love to get them.

Sorry for any mistakes (grammatically and continuity) I am planning on revising this as well.

Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing

Warnings: Nakedness and implications of sex. Just be ready for anything.

"Stupid… sick old bastards…" Duo Maxwell mumbled to himself as he passed the soap covered puff over his lightly tanned skin for the third time so far during his shower. His chestnut hair was unravelled from its typical braid that brushed the tops of his thighs and managed maintaining the plaits even though wet.

The bathroom was plain, much like a bathroom one would find in a normal house. It branched off of the room he had been in maybe ten minutes ago and was designed in the same simple way as that bedroom.

"Why do I always get stuck with them…?"he continued to mumble as he reapplied the soap to the puff, making this the fourth time.

"Maybe because they think your youth and energy is contagious?" came a voice from behind Duo, a slight laugh in its tone.

Jumping slightly Duo spun around quickly, his hair flinging thousands of water droplets towards the owner of the voice, to see who had come into the bathroom. "Jeez! Trowa, don't do that to me!" Duo exclaimed his hand on his chest, feeling his heart beating a mile a minute. "A knock on the door might have been nice!"

One corner of Trowa's lips upturned in a small smirk as he leaned against the wall next to the open curtain of the shower. The fact that Trowa was naked as well was a fleeting thought in Duo's mind; everyone in this place was naked. Pushing himself off the wall, Trowa stepped into the shower along with Duo, closing the space between them in no time.

Lifting his arms, Duo wrapped his arms around the taller male's neck, laughing softly as Trowa's hair was matted down over one of his emerald green eyes. "Maybe we should fuck so I can get some 'youth and energy' back…Old men are such nasty fucks, we really should do something about letting them make appointments," Duo suggested, his blue eyes shinning violet like they did every once in a while.

Bringing his hand forward, Trowa used it to grasp the shorter male's rapidly growing erection. Fondling it lovingly, Trowa leaned in a lightly pressed his lips to Duo's. "As much as I would love to," he started, letting his hand fall from Duo's cock, "but I just wanted to come see if you were ok, and steal a quick shower. I have another client soon, so I don't have time to restore your youth and energy."

Sometimes Duo wished Trowa would just be quiet, like he was with all his clients. But no… they had to be best friends, and Trowa seemed to feel the need to talk even more so than him, arouse him and, on top of that, ridicule him! Some best friend. "Trowa, you are always so mean to me," Duo pouted, trying to guilt trip Trowa into finishing what he had started. "What if I don't let you go?"

The small curve of Trowa's lips vanished and a blank expression took its place. "Duo, you know I could very easily get you off me."

Duo glared at the taller male; he had a point. Dropping his arms from Trowa's neck, Duo pushed him away. "Well then you can go use your own shower, this one is taken," he stated, not entirely serious, but also not kidding. Turning around Duo continued washing himself, aware that Trowa had left the shower.

Sighing softly Duo set the puff full of soap down. God, stupid Trowa, he always seemed to do that. Getting him all worked up and then leaving! Making him find his own way to relieve himself. By now masturbating was just so inadequate, maybe he could find another employee to have a go with. It wasn't like sex amongst the whores was uncommon, most of the people there had been there for a good 3 years or so and they had come to know each other very well. And well desperate times call for desperate measures.

Maybe Zechs would be up to it…

Turning off the shower, Duo wrung his hair out as best he could and he threw a towel around his waist. Stepping out of the shower and moving over to the mirror, Duo wiped the condensation off of it before starting to brush his hair out with the brush they kept in most bathrooms just for him. Completing that tedious task, Duo quickly braided his hair into his trademark braid; he had definitely become a pro at doing so over the years.

Leaving the bathroom, and bedroom it was attached to, Duo made his way down the hall and to the employees 'lounge' (if it could be called that). The room was pretty empty, only a few employees scattered on the couches. Quickly walking into one of the rooms that branched off the main room, Duo picked up his clothes off the floor, where he had left them when he came to get his outfit for his last customer. Throwing the towel off, Duo slipped on the cut off jean shorts and the plain black t-shirt. He couldn't help a small laugh at the bulge his still somewhat arouse cock made in his shorts; it would definitely catch Zechs's attention.

Once dressed, Duo exited the same way he came in and he made his way to the elevator. Stepping inside, Duo pushed the ground floor button. Leaning against the back wall of the elevator the chestnut haired male watched the numbers light up as he descended the floors.

Exiting the elevator, Duo meandered over to the lobby area, slipping behind the desk, oblivious to every one but the person he was after: Zechs. Said blond haired man was located in one of the two offices located behind the desk indicated by a pair of doors. Duo was headed for the one on the right, his long, slim legs getting him there in only a few steps. Knocking lightly, he waited for a 'come in' before turning the knob and slipping inside the room.

"Zechs darling, I have something to ask of you," Duo stated slowly, leaning back against the door, pushing his hips outwards at the same time. By the hungry look on Zechs's features, Duo suspected he was going to get what he wanted.

Why was he here?

They thought this was going to be amusing didn't they?

Well it WASN'T and now he felt like killing something… preferably his two best friends.

Flashback

"Here you go, Heero, your present!" a far too excited Quatre chirped. In his hand was a pale beige envelope. Heero hated beige; and so far he was hating his present.

"I said no presents," Heero replied sternly making no move to take the present.

"Oh common! You can't tell me the cold, heartless Heero Yuy really didn't want a birthday present. You only turn 22 once Heero, so just take it," Quatre stated, pushing the envelope against Heero's chest.

Here they were in a club, a place he hated, and they were celebrating his birthday, something else he didn't like doing. He thought friends were supposed to keep from doing thing their friends hated.

"Yuy, just take the goddamn thing," Wufei added in coolly.

With a reluctant grunt, Heero took the envelope. Turning it over in his hands a couple times, Heero ripped it open and pulled out three pieces of paper. Reading the writing written on one, Heero froze.

End Flashback

Oh yes, getting him three certificates for free appointments at a whore house were the perfect birthday gift for him. Him, the man who had slept with a total of two people in his entire life and was probably more conservative than an old woman who attended church twice a week.

The look on both their smug faces as he froze, realizing what his gift was, made him want to hurt them both very, very badly. They thought it was funny.

Oh, but the best part was their excitement as they told him it was mostly a male whorehouse, and the few women were butch…. Though, they did say that some of the men were very effeminate, but Heero didn't see an upside.

So now, here he was, entering the building, the butler opening the door for him. He could have sworn he saw the butler smirk. And he was going to try to get a refund or something. Walking stiffly and quickly to the reception desk he caught sight of someone, a woman by the length of the braid of hair and the slim figure, behind the desk. She didn't look butch, maybe if he couldn't get a refund… he could, well… yeah.

Clearing his throat as he stopped in front of the desk, seeing the woman disappear inside one of the rooms back there, Heero focused on the two people behind the desk.

"I would like to get a refund on these." He stated simply, his voice flat.

Without even looking at the certificates, one of the males shook his head. "I am sorry, but we can't do that. It says right there that there are no refunds." Lifting a hand, the man pointed at a sign that said in neat, cursive writing 'no refunds'.

"Fine… then how the hell do I do this?" Heero mumbled, mentally cursing the stupid people who came up with that policy. Though, now, this meant he could possibly … erm… with that chick with the long hair. Ok, so Heero had a tiny thing for long hair, he liked having something to run his fingers through.

"Alright, do you know who you want to book with? Or do you need to look through the book?" The guy asked, seemingly preparing himself to take all this down with his pen.

"The one with the braid, that just went in there," Heero said, pointing to the door to the right.

The man didn't even need to bother look, "Duo. Alright, availability may be limited for the immediate days, Duo's popular, but if you'd like…" he trailed off, grabbing a notebook, he quickly leafed through it. "If you'd like, there is some free time tomorrow, it is kind of late; 11:30. And because you are using the certificate it will only be an hour, so if you use the entire hour, you will leave at 12:30. Is that ok?"

God all these people did was talk. "Hn," was Heero's affirmative reply.

"Can I get your full name and number please?"

"Heero Yuy; 292-0001."

"M'kay…" he mumbled as he scribbled the information down. "Would you like to use a theme room, wear costumes, use props, or any other service we provide here?"

Heero just remained uncaring, though his face kept the same blank/pissed off look it had from when he first walked in, "No." He wasn't some kinky freak who wanted to fuck someone in kitty ears and a tail.

"Alright, so here is your information, we look forward to seeing you tomorrow," the male stated, handing Heero a small slip of paper with 'The House' written on it in fancy letters, the address and his information.

Just as he was turning to leave, Heero froze as he heard… a moan? Turning back to face the sound of the noise, his eyes focused in on the door where the woman disappeared. The moans were getting louder and higher as time passed, mixed with the grunts from the other partner. Not able to listen to that, and feeling a slight blush come to his cheeks, Heero quickly turned and headed out the door, not even letting the butler open the door for him.

Storming off down the street Heero decided he was definitely going to kill his friends.

R&R please.