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). MAJOR Lime/lemon in this chapter.
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.)
Italics: flashback

TEN: Recrudescent

"Do you want to go eat dinner?" Duo asked, tapping his foot on the floor.

"No."

"My parents won't be back until next Thursday, my sister is staying at Dorothy's house, and I don't plan on staying here all the time, even if you are staying with me while they're gone! It's a Friday night! I'm going out. Do you want to go with me?"

"No."

Duo got up and went outside on the deck. Heero could see seething him through the French-doors. Duo tossed his head, the wind catching loose strands of his braided hair and blowing them into his face. He shaded his eyes against the setting sun. Heero turned away. When he looked back, Duo was staring at him. Heero met his gaze. Duo's eyes traveled his figure appraisingly.

That's right, look, look, but never even try to touch. Leave me wanting always. Haven't I given you enough hints? Or is the past just that hard to live up?

Duo heaved a noticeable sigh and came inside. "Are you sure? I'll wait for you to get ready." Duo fluttered his eyelashes appealingly. Heero shook his head.

Duo let out a noise of exasperation, then shut himself in their room and started rummaging through clothes. Heero could hear him slamming the closet door and the bureau drawers.

Oh, I will... I'll wait for you to come home. Heero thought to himself, sitting down to type on his laptop.

Duo came out a few minutes later looking like the devil he was. He wore a cutoff black fishnet shirt and tight black leather pants that barely rose to meet his hipbones. He had on big black boots that added a touch of bulkiness to the otherwise flowing lines of Duo's outfit, and wore silver bracelets that jangled when he moved his arms, creating a melodious sound that followed his every movement.

As Duo sauntered over, purposefully showing off his toned torso, Heero noticed the black kohl around his eyes and the mascara that made his eyelashes look even longer than they were. "I'm going out alone. Don't wait up, I'll be home before curfew."

"Hn." Heero moved his laptop further up on his lap, hoping that Duo wouldn't notice his body's approval of the other boy's outfit.

Duo frowned, then turned on his heels and walked out. Heero caught one last glimpse of his face before the door slammed.

The clock was chiming three in the morning when the front door was flung open. Heero stopped typing and looked up at the figure supporting himself in the doorway. "Heero, I told you not to wait up for me! You should have just come with me if you were gonna' stay up so late anyway." Duo was slightly tipsy.

"I wanted to come." I didn't want to see you there, doing what you do.

"You told me twice that you didn't," Duo accused, walking closer to him and pointing a finger. His bracelets jingled to a stop.

Heero said nothing, just looked at him. Duo fidgeted, then grew impatient. "You're drunk." Heero assessed. Too drunk.

"Not like you care anyway," Duo spat, "You're just Relena's toy. Stupid parents leaving me with you." Then he stalked away, slamming the door to their room. Heero went back to typing on his laptop.

A few minutes later, after it was quiet in the house, Heero stopped typing again. He suddenly heard moans coming from Duo's room. Is he hurt? I shouldn't care... Then, feeling guilty, he got up, curious, and tiptoed over to the door. He eased it open, peeking in.

Duo lay on the bed, panting as he stroked himself through his pants. Clothes still on, hair unbound and spread on the pillows behind him. His face was flushed. His leather pants were still on, but unbuttoned and bulging, and hugging him like they didn't want to let go.

Heero started to back away from the door, but stepped on a creaky floorboard. Duo's head snapped up, his violet eyes open wide with panic. He looked straight at Heero. Heero blushed heavily when he saw that Duo just sank back down and continue. Heero blushed. People just didn't do that when you caught them jacking off!

"You're probably disgusted with me. You wouldn't understand. You're too perfect. Who doesn't have needs? I have desperate needs. That's why I go out, to rub against someone else, to get human contact." Duo said. Heero gaped.

"There's a reason Relena likes you, a reason everyone likes you, Heero," Duo purred. You're too sexy for your own good, with your muscles and blue eyes, and your thick hair tousled like that. Duo gasped and arched his back as he fisted himself tightly.

"For someone who would have nothing to do with me, you seem awfully jealous." Duo stated.

"Standing there with that look in your eye. Jealous of my own hands."

Heero felt himself growing too tight for his spandex. Duo glanced downward at himself and growled. "Come here and let me help you with this... problem, Heero."

Heero stood entranced by the vision before him. He took a few hesitant steps forward. Duo stopped what he was doing and stood up. He grabbed Heero roughly by the neck and brought their faces crashing together.

"You pain me with your silence." Duo said as he nipped at Heero's neck hard enough to leave a mark. "Talk to me."

"Hn." Heero leaned into Duo's kisses and didn't say anymore. He let his hands start to wander over Duo's flesh.

"Why aren't we friends anymore?" Duo asked. What are we doing?! Some part of him asked. We hate each other! This has to be some weird twisted dream!

"You decided that I was too good for your crowd." And you were scared of me because I liked you. You seem to have forgotten that part.

"Well, why do we have to fight, can't we just be friends?" Duo queried, groaning lightly as Heero's hands caressed his back.

"Friends don't do this." Heero's mouth made its way down Duo's neck to his collarbone.

"Then I want to fight with you." Heero ground his hips against Duo's. Duo shivered. "If this is fighting..."

"If you want to fight, we'll fight. Omae o korosu, you tease," Heero growled, shoving Duo down on the mattress. Heero's mouth descended down and started a fierce battle with Duo's for dominance. Heero removed Duo's shirt, and set to work teasing his nipples into taut little peaks with his fingers.

Heero pulled away to take off his shirt. Duo stared for a moment at Heero's perfect chest and stomach. Duo pulled Heero roughly to him so that their lips met hotly. He licked his way down Heero's neck, gently biting and sucking on the bronzed skin. Finally, copying the boy's earlier action, he captured one of Heero's nipples in his mouth and rolled the rosy nub with his tongue. He could feel Heero's straining erection pressing urgently against his thigh as Heero shifted around, trying to get some friction.

Heero growled as Duo stopped. Heero reached down and grabbed Duo's waist and ground into him. Duo's back arched violently. I don't think this is what my parents had in mind for me to do while they were gone, that sensible part of him nagged. But then all other thoughts were driven out of his mind as Heero's hand unzipped his pants and dragged his length out.

Heero stared into Duo's eyes, recognizing the wonderfully tender and needy look.

They lay on the grass, arms intertwined. Duo's head rested on Heero's shoulder. "I wish we could stay like this forever. Heero, you're my best friend. I can talk to you about anything."

I wish you thought of me as a lover and not a brother. Heero closed his eyes tightly. "Me too, Duo."

"G'night Heero." Duo yawned and snuggled closer. His eyelids fluttered shut.

"Night Duo. I love you." Heero whispered, then let his eyes close.

Heero froze, looking at Duo as Duo moaned beneath him and ground his hips upwards. When Heero did not move at all, Duo opened his eyes. "Heero?" Duo asked, confused.

Relena stood up and was wandering around the circle. "Meilan, I dare you to flash everyone!"

Meilan's eyes bugged out slightly and she glanced around the room at the eyes on her. She lifted her shirt up quickly, then pulled it back down, allowing people only a glance of a lacy bra. "My turn!" She quickly changed the subject.

Heero was lost in thought and didn't catch the calculating glance that came his way. I wish Duo was here... But no, he had to get the flu! Maybe I shouldn't play this game.

"I dare Heero to kiss Wufei! With tongue!!" Meilan crowed.

Wufei turned purple and Relena started to sputter. "But you can't do that!"

"No rules, Relena. Now Heero, get to it!" Meilan sat back and watched.

Heero started. "What?"

Meilan sighed. "I dared you to kiss Wufei on the mouth, with tongue!"

"What if I want truth?"

"Then I want you to describe in detail the wettest dream you've ever had." Meilan evilly ordered.

Heero blushed to the roots of his hair. The girls in the room stared interestedly as he seemed to mull it over. Then he got up and walked over to where Wufei was sitting.

Wufei grumbled to himself about injustice as Heero knelt in front of him. Heero leaned forward and gently captured Wufei's lips with his.

Wufei kept his lips tightly shut, but when Heero wound an arm around his waist and worked another into his hair, he suddenly moaned. Heero took the opportunity and thrust his tongue inside Wufei's mouth. Wufei groaned and stroked his tongue back.

All Heero could think about was how good the kiss felt, but he suddenly had a picture of Duo if he found out about this. He broke away from the kiss suddenly when there was a flash in the room. He looked around and everyone watching let out their breath. Relena was waving a Polaroid around for it to dry. Heero twitched, got up again and went and sat in the corner of the room.

"Heero, it's your turn now." Someone said.

"Wufei can go instead," he grunted, then buried his face in his hands.

Wufei smirked and glared at Relena...

Heero sat straddling Duo, so shocked that he was unable to move. Heero climbed off of Duo and started putting his pants back on. Duo sat up. "Heero!"

"..."

"Heero!"

"I'm not worthy of you."

"Heero what are you talking about?" Duo was angry now. "You can't just play with people like that!"

Heero stumbled out of the room muttering about being a traitor. Duo bit his lip as he turned and buried his face in his pillow. I've only set myself up for heartbreak... Tears streamed down his cheeks.

End notes: Recrudescent means breaking out again after a temporary supression.

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