Something to Talk About
By Wolf Girl

Disclaimer: I do not have any sort of ownership over the characters or the premise of Gundam Wing. I do not make any sort of profit off of this story.
Warnings: AU, Yaoi, minor Relena bastardization, OOC Heero (not stoic enough, please forgive me).
AN Warning: Unfortunately, my grammar and punctuation usage is a weird mix of American and British styles... Enough said.
Pairings: 1x2x1, others...
Italics = thought (unless obviously otherwise.)

Thanks to everyone who's reviewed lately! I like to get feedback, it makes me feel good…

SIX: Lambent

"Hey Q, can't talk now, I'm in a rush. He's on his way, and look there's Trowa, so you won't even miss me!" Duo babbled, trying to hurry past Quatre in the hallway.

Quatre grabbed Duo's sleeve. "Why are you avoiding him?"

"I'm not! I'm not avoiding anybody! Why would you think that?" Duo said, stopping and trying to look innocent. "Hey, by the way, has Trowa asked you to the dance yet?"

"Yes he has.... He was so sweet about it too. Hey! Don't change the subject! Why are you avoiding him?"

"I'm not. There's only been a change of events that makes me feel like rushing to classes to-- to-- get more work done."

"Duo..."

"Quatre, trust me, nothing is wrong. Hey! Gotta go now. Bye!"

"When you feel like telling me, I'll be in class. Don't bother to talk to me until then." Quatre walked off in a huff to his next class.

Duo rushed over to his locker and began loading his arms and backpack up with books.

A dark shape loomed over Duo's locker. Duo looked up, startled, and saw Treize leaning against the locker next to his.

"Hi..." Duo said, still trying to get all his stuff into his backpack.

"Hey."

"What do you want?" Duo asked impatiently.

"Do you have a date to the dance?" Treize asked casually.

"No..." Duo sighed, knowing what was next.

"Do you want to go with me?" Treize asked after a moment.

"Um... Look, I wasn't really planning on going to the dance," Duo started, then noticed Heero surreptitiously glancing their way from his locker. "But I might go.... So, um... Maybe I'll go."

"Maybe you'll go? Maybe you'll go with me?" Treize asked, unsure if he was being turned down or not.

"Yeah, maybe I'll go with you. Well, gotta go now... Class and all..." Duo ducked away, shutting his locker firmly, leaving Treize standing there with a confused look on his face.

"Maybe he'll go with me... What the hell does that mean?!"

Duo was broken out of his loud music by an even louder screech. "DUO! GET THE DOOR!!!" Relena screamed from the bathroom.

Duo grumbled to himself and hauled himself off his bed. He didn't bother to pull up his tiny cutoff shorts, which were slightly large and were falling off one hipbone, or to put on his shirt, which he'd discarded in the heat of the day.

He yanked the front door open, only to be greeted by one Heero Yuy. Heero Yuy, the person Duo did not want to talk to or see ever again.

Duo turned around and walked away, leaving the door open behind him. "She'll be here in a minute."

He wandered into the kitchen, annoyed when Heero followed him in and sat down on a chair.

"Want something to drink?" Duo asked, forcing himself to be civil to his sister's guest.

"No."

Duo shrugged and grabbed a soda from the back of the bottom shelf of the fridge. Heero watched intently as Duo's shorts rose even higher in the back when he bent over, displaying the bottom part of his ass. The curves drew the eye upward but hope diminished when the shorts finally did start to provide some cover.

Duo turned around impatiently. "Want me to go get her?" Please God, just don't leave him in here with me.

"She'll come," Heero said, then went back to staring at Duo. After a few minutes of silence, Heero asked, "Why are you being nice to me?"

Duo was relieved that Heero had stopping staring at him in such a wolf-like fashion.
"I'm only being nice to you because of my sister." Duo shot out, leaning forward tauntingly. His braid fell over his shoulder in a long rope, its end caressing Duo's milky skin. "I have no reason of my own to be nice to you anymore."

"..." Heero had to think about that one for a moment. Duo gulped down his glass of water and put his cup in the sink. Then he went back to leaning on the counter.

Heero stood up and walked closer to Duo. Duo took a step back and Heero followed him. Duo's mocking look faded into fear as Heero backed him into the kitchen counter. "I want you to be nice." You can be very nice...

Duo could feel Heero's legs and hardness pressed against his body. Heero leaned Duo backwards over the counter, an arm resting on either side of Duo.

"Be careful who you tease," Heero all but purred, leaning forward and catching Duo's lips in a fierce openmouthed kiss, reveling in their softness.

Duo moaned. His body melted into Heero's. A traitorous hand worked its way into the tousled locks as Heero thrust his tongue into Duo's mouth. His hand ghosted down to Duo's butt as he caressed the insides of Duo's mouth gently, worshiping him.

A door slammed, and feet were heard descending a staircase. Heero broke the kiss and straightened up. Relena hustled into the kitchen wearing a dress about three sizes too small in an ungodly shade of pink.

If she noticed a very flushed Duo leaning panting on the counter, she didn't comment on it.

"Ready, Hee-chan?" Relena squealed. "The others must be waiting." Heero allowed Relena to take his arm and the left the kitchen.

Duo waited until he heard the front door close. Oh shit, he thought, trying to recover.

Not five minutes later, the doorbell rang again. Duo answered it hesitantly, almost afraid to see what was behind the door.

Treize stood on the other side, dressed in a suit. He was carrying roses in his hand. His gaze swept Duo over, his eyes lingering on Duo's bare chest and shorts.

"I know that you hadn't planned on going, but I thought that... you might be willing to go to the dance anyway..." Treize's hand swept a stray hair from Duo's face.

Duo had a thought. "I will go get ready. You just wait for a couple minutes and I'll be ready in a jiffy." He fluttered his eyelashes charmingly.

Treize stood in the hallway, looking at the somewhat odd painting that he thought was maybe supposed to be two nudes dancing, but then it could have been a horse as well. Just when he had finally lost interest in telling what it was supposed to be, he heard a noise on the stairs.

Duo was stepping down the stairs in somewhat unconventional clothes for male going to a dance, yet clothes that would not be out of place on a female. He had twisted his braid up into a neat bun, and had just a touch of eyeliner. His deep purple sleeveless shirt fit his form nicely and went well with the tight black pants he had on. A black ribbon around his neck completed the outfit and drew Treize's eye to his long neck.

Treize caught his breath. Duo looked feminine, but was able to pull off the outfit and still keep a touch of masculinity. Duo cleared his throat as Treize failed to say anything. Treize recovered and offered Duo the roses he carried.

"Thank you very much," Duo purred. He took them and set them in an empty ornamental vase in the hallway. He pulled on a leather jacket. "Let's get going."

Treize opened the door for Duo to climb into his convertable lamborghini then shut it behind him in a very gentlemanly fashion.

Treize climbed in on the other side of the car and started it. He pulled away from the curb, then started down the street, shifting into first, then second, then third...

Duo felt the wind sweeping through his hair as he and Treize drove to the dance in Treize's convertible.

End notes: Lambent means playing on the surface; touching lightly; gliding over.

I have the next chapter almost finished, but I won't be updating for another week or so. School is starting on Tuesday for me so I'll be kinda busy for a while… That means maybe less frequent updates, but I have the rest of the story pretty much written so no worries!!!

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