Affection
Chapter Two: Anger and Forgiveness
After Heero had left Trowa had a stunned look on his face. Quatre couldn't help but stare at Trowa for a few seconds. Since the first year he met both Heero and his brother he'd never known Trowa to skip out on anything when it involved Heero. Packing up his things he silently got up and headed for his next class.
"I really am sorry Duo I don't know why he'd react like that." said Trowa watching Quatre walk away.
"It's ok don't worry about it I think I can sympathize with him." said Duo with a sad kind of smile passing over his features.
"Really?" Trowa looked up and down at Duo then started to eat his food.
"Yes really!" said Duo arching an eyebrow at him.
The Bell Rang and Lunch ended at Valley High
Right before fifth period had started Heero had managed to convince Quatre to ditch the rest of school with him. Before that, Heero had roamed the front of the schools parking lot and then decided that if he was going to ditch he'd at least need some company. Hence the reason that both he and Quatre were at the mall being escorted out of the Nickel Arcade by the mall security guards.
"Since when do you need to be eighteen to play in the Arcade?" growled Heero.
"Since you skipped class, now go home before we call your parents."
"Fine!" both Heero and Quatre sat outside in the park for the rest of the afternoon.
"Heero when are you going home?" asked Quatre from his upside down position on the bars.
"When Trowa regrets what he did." said Heero as he climbed up a tree.
"One problem, you don't own a cell phone." Quatre grabbed onto the bar he was hanging from and pulled himself up and then jumped off.
"I don't, but you do, and I gave Trowa your number."
"You gave Trowa my number!?" Quatre tripped on a tree root and landed face flat in the dirt.
"Yeah, you're not mad are you?" Heero looked down from the tree.
"No, just upset that he won't call me." Quatre smiled sheepishly up at Heero from his position on the ground.
"You're a loser Quat." Heero rolled his eyes and jumped down from the tree.
"What's your point? Look, I got to get going now, sorry I can't hang out with you any longer. But maybe you can stop by my house for a while later." Quatre pulled himself off the ground and waved as he left Heero in the park sitting underneath the tree.
Later Heero had finally decided to leave the park. He went back to the mall, bought a soda and sat down at the food court and would have been content to continue doing so if he hadn't seen his brother and Duo at the arcade playing Air Hockey together. That was their game. He got up and threw his drink at the glass window that was attached to the arcade and ran. Heero had roamed the town in a complete uproar of anger. It was his damn birthday and Trowa had just up and dropped him for that damn guy. Even though Trowa had said that he'd only be showing Duo around it still meant that he was being ditched.
Heero ended up walking to Quatre's house.
Trowa and Duo were playing Air Hockey when there was a loud splashing sound in the front of the arcade. They saw someone running and the mall security guards running just as quickly to try and catch up to him, whoever he was.
"Wonder what that was about." said Duo, noticing Trowa's guard was down he quickly scored a point.
"You cheater!" Trowa quickly pulled the puck from the drop box and tossed it on the table and made a straight shot and scored.
"You're so damn good at this game I just thought I'd try to get myself ahead!" said Duo with 'competitive' written clearly on his face.
Sitting on top of Quatre's desk Hero tossed a hacky sack up and down while Quatre read a book. Quatre had offered to let him watch TV, but he really didn't feel like it at the moment. A light knock started to come from Quatre's door. Putting down his book Quatre got up and answered it. Standing at the doorway was one of Quatre's sisters. Quatre had so many Heero had no idea which one. Consequently most of Quatre's sisters had a "thing" for him. Quatre had told them that Heero wasn't interested in girls, but apparently that didn't stop them.
"What is it?" asked Quatre.
"Nothing really, mom just wants to know why your cell phone bill is so high. She wanted to talk to you right now." Quatre's sister smiled.
"Crap. I'll be right back Heero!" Quatre left the room in a hurry.
Letting herself into the room Quatre's sister walked over to where Heero was sitting. She leaned against the window, which was right next to the desk. She watched him toss the sack up and down, occasionally Heero would glance at her every now and then.
"So Heero, I hear it's your birthday." she then sat on the desk.
"Hn." was all he said.
"If you want we can go fool around in my room." she whispered into his ear.
"I thought Quatre told you I was gay." he continued to toss.
"I've got a vibrator if you really need something inside you that bad." she sat up straight and cracked her knuckles.
"You know, you've got some balls on ya for being a girl." said Heero as he stopped tossing the hacky sack.
"Well I do like to think the best of myself. So is that a yes?" she leaned forward.
"It's a no." Heero grabbed the remote to the TV and turned it on.
"Oh come on don't you at least want to know what it's like to be with a girl?" she grabbed the remote from him and changed the channel.
"No, not really." he took the remote back and changed the channel. He got off the desk and went and sat on Quatre's bed.
"Will you quite being so stubborn!" she jumped off the desk and sat next to him on the bed.
"I like being stubborn." stated Heero as he found the station that was showing back to back episodes of Law and Order Special Victims Unit.
"Heero, do you even know what it's like to kiss a girl?" she nudged him with her elbow.
"No." he nudged her back.
"Wanna find out?" she wiggled her eyebrows suggestively.
"No." he picked up a pillow and threw it at her face from his position on the bed.
"Prude." she pulled the pillow from her face and glared at him.
"Damn straight!" said Heero never letting his eyes leave the TV.
Suddenly she got an idea and started to tickle Heero's sides; she laughed gleefully at his shocked wide eyed expression. She learned a long time ago how ticklish Heero was and used it to her advantage. She also knew how much Heero hated to be tickled, but that was only because he felt he had a funny laugh and squirmed around a lot. Besides, she already figured this was as intimate as she could ever get with him.
"You know, if I wasn't so positive you were gay, I'd be kicking your ass right now Heero." both looked in Quatre's direction, his sister had a wicked smile on her face and Heero, well, Heero looked ready to wet himself.
"We're just having some fun is all." said his sister finally stopping.
"Naima stop bothering Heero and go do your home work." Quatre picked up his book and sat down at his desk.
"Hey I'm older than you remember that." stated his sister as she climbed off Heero who recomposed himself and continued to watch TV.
"Then act it." said Quatre exasperatedly.
"Wow, Mom really chewed you out didn't she?" said his sister as she walked over to Quatre and hugged him.
"Yeah." she then bopped him on the back of the head.
"Next time don't run up the damn bill!" she laughed then left the room, closing the door loudly behind her.
"I hate it when she does that." said Quatre collapsing on top of his desk in exhaustion.
When he finally decided to go home he took the bus, he was lucky, he caught the last one that was heading closest to his home. He tossed a dollar into the change box and walked to the very back. Looking out the window, he watched the bus pass by street lights and idly wondered how fast the bus was going, but it was just a passing thought among many others. No matter what, he decided his birthday was officially ruined. There was nothing that he could possibly think of that could rectify such a disaster as today. Noticing that he was about to pass up his street he pulled the cord next to his head. There was a 'ding' sound like you'd hear in an elevator and the bus literally jerked to a stop causing Heero to clutch onto the poll in front of him. Eyes wide, Heero walked to the side door and called the bus driver a lunatic.
He walked down the cracked side walk on the otherwise empty street. He paused at the flickering lamp post and stared at his house. The lights were all out on the front side so he assumed Trowa was either in the kitchen or asleep. His fifteenth birthday was a bust and now all he wanted to do was crawl into bed and wake up from this nightmare. Sighing he started to walk again. Opening his front door he tossed his shoes in the closet and walked through the living room and into the hall. He was just about to open the door to his room when he noticed a glow coming from beneath his door. All he wanted to do was sleep, but he guessed Trowa wanted to reprimand him for his behavior today, even if it was his birthday. Growling slightly under his breath he opened the door.
To his surprise, he didn't find an angry Trowa sitting on his bed, he found a naked Trowa on his bed, laying down and reading a book. Apparently noticing his brother, Trowa tossed the book to the side and beckoned for Heero to come over.
Closing the door behind him, Heero walked quietly over to the bed. Once he was lying down, Trowa wrapped an arm around him and pulled him forward for a gentle, slow, long kiss. And Heero knew automatically what his brother was trying to do.
"I wanted to make it up to you earlier, but you didn't come home after school." said Trowa once they stopped kissing.
"I was mad." said Heero breathlessly.
"You can really hold a grudge you know that." said Trowa as he straddled his brothers' waist. Heero just nodded "anyways I'm going to make it up to you now."
Trowa started to kiss him and let his hands slid up the front of Heero's shirt. He was just about to pull it off his brother when Heero shoved him to the left.
"I'm hungry." Heero got off the bed and went out the door.
Trowa stared at the closed door and was just about to get off the bed, that is, till Heero came barging right back in throwing his shirt off. "Like hell I'd chose dinner over this." and then pounced on his brother.
Lying in bed Heero pulled d the blankets up more so that it was up to his neck. He turned and looked at his only brother's calm sleeping face. He wanted this to last forever. Slowly, Trowa cracked an eye open and Heero smiled. These were the moments he lived for. Just him and his brother, alone in the house together, without worry of being caught. He knew that they hadn't always been so close before, as in before their parents died, but ever since their parents accident they'd decided to become more close in such intimate ways as these. He remembered the first time they did "it". He had been the one to push for something other than simple hugging and kissing. And the only reason that happened was because he had read one of his aunts' romance novels and decided that he wanted to make his brother happy like the people in the book had been. He slightly chuckled at the memory of his brothers' face when he mentioned it that first time.
"What's so funny Heero?" asked his brother in a husky sleep deprived voice which sent shivers down Heero's spine.
"Just remembering our first time together." mumbled Heero.
"Oh God why." said Trowa slightly embarrassed by the memory.
"No reason really, just remembering is all." he slid his arm across his brothers chest.
"I kept trying to figure out how you even knew what to do." said Trowa kissing the top of Heero's head.
"Honestly, I just finished reading all of aunt Carmon's romance books." Heero smiled against his brothers' bare chest.
"You little brat, had me worrying I was too inexperienced, but I guess that's what happens when you stumbled into puberty." Trowa pulled Heero close to him with his left arm.
"I didn't mind the stumbling." said Heero tiredly.
"Me neither Heero, me neither." whispered Trowa on the verge of sleep. Heero shifted slightly and looked up at his brothers' face.
"Do you think what we do is wrong Trowa?" Heero sounded so young.
"No."
"Oh." Heero let the blanket slip a little and noticed the difference in their skin tone.
"Do you ever think what we do is wrong." asked Trowa running his fingers threw his brothers hair.
"Never." whispered Heero as both he and his brother fell peacefully asleep in each other's arms.
A/N: I could have sworn I said if you didn't like it don't read it. And about the comment about it seeming childish, I know what you mean, in fact I wasn't completely satisfied with the first chapter myself. Maybe later I'll change it.
Anywho I hope this chapter was just as enjoyable. And as always REVIEW! (I guess I didn't mind the criticism.)
