Notes: Ok um..........Thank you to those who have read my story and reviewed. I hope to somehow make it to the 3x4 stuff but sadly they don't play a big role in this fic. (Sorry to 3x4 fans) Standard disclaimers apply. No warnings I can think of....ok well lets get this show on the road (starts up imaginary engine)
There's so much I can't get out of my head right now. Like that girl at the club. She seems so damn familiar and the one who appears to me in dreams. The one with the green eyes. But moving on to that other thing I can't get out my mine... or rather that someone........
After Heero carried me off to the bathroom we shared the most AMAZING sexual experience I've ever had. Then we went back to his apartment to repeat it. I felt bad for leaving Quatre but that was quickly replaced by the sensation of hands running down my body. It was our luck that caused Heero's house to be so damn far. But we made time, we made LOTS of time. It probably wouldn't have taken so long if it hadn't been for the fact that were trying to inhale the others tongue and entire respiratory system. At first I really just wanted to blow him off like he did me, but I wanted this as stupid as it sounds....... The images haunt me endlessly and I'm getting really dazed just thinking about it.
/He had me pinned against the wall the minute we were in the door. My legs were wrapped tightly around his torso as we tried to find SOME possible way to get each other's clothes off without halting our current actions. Unfortunately it wasn't possible.
I dropped my legs from around his waist and shoved Heero onto the conveniently placed couch. I straddled his things and seeing as my shirt had been off since my performance, I made it my job to remove Heero's.
"You gotta be kidding me Duo....." I suddenly found myself falling to floor, pinned by Heero's weight. I was in the process of trying to wiggle out of my pants as Heero made it his personal job to kiss up and down my chest and belly. He dragged his fangs along the skin and I felt an instant fire shoot throught out my body. Then-/
"Mr. Maxwell would you like to join us in the land of the living?" I could feel that my face had heated considerably. My teacher gave me a worried look. I really just wanted to disappear.
"Duo you seem a little flushed, are you sick? Here take this and make your way to the school nurse." She handed me a slip and I took it without a moments hesitation. I needed to get out that class. I went to the bathroom and just sat in the stall leaning my head on one of the walls.
/Then he began to lick along the little paths of blood. He helped me get free of my pants and then stopped to look at me.
"Why are you staring at me like that?" He smirked and reached behind my head to unfasten my braid. He raked his hands through it, causing it to unravel.
"You still have pants on I growled." He stood up and before I knew it they were off. There was seriously no turning back after this. He straddle my things and began kissing up and down my neck. He lifted himself off me long enough to allow me to get in a position I was comfortable in. All of the heavy petting to heat, the lust, it kind of gained control over me for the next couple of minutes of my life. I remember the throaty moans and grunts Heero made as he buried himself in side me. I also remember me burying my face in the carpet to muffle my screams. Heero positioned one of his hands on one side of me the other was fisted in my hair that fell loosely around me, swaying with the jerking movements my body made as Heero continued to thrust himself into me. He brought his lips down to gently nip up and down my beck to my neck where he then sunk his fangs in. I don't think even the carpet could muffle the exclamations coming from my mouth then./
I was wearing a turtle neck to hide the evidence of the night before. I looked really silly being that turtle necks weren't my thing but it didn't matter. I brought my hand up to my neck to feel over the place where Heero had bitten me. I walked out of the stall and into the mirror. The marks were just as fresh as ever. As I continued to slide my fingers over the marks a moan escaped my lips. Ok maybe I should stop this now before someone walks in on me. I went back into the stall I had previously vacated and sat on the toilet for a while.
Footsteps could be heard entering the bathroom but it wasn't like it was anyone important so why bother. I turned around and fixed my body lengthwise in the stall. I propped my feet up using the rubber soles of my shoes and the wall. I could fall asleep like this. Just as I closed my eyes a loud bang caught my attention followed by a gust of wind. I looked up to see the very menacing form of Heero Yuy. I scowled at him.
"Are you psycho are something, I could've been taking a shit for all you know." He stared at me a minute before he smirked at me. I closed my eyes and put my hands behind my head.
"What are you doing skipping class?" I opened an eye to look at him curiously.
"What does it matter to you?" He rolled his eyes and I sighed.
"I gotta pass to go to the nurse." He continued to stare.
"But I'm fine I don't need to go to the nurse."
"Why'd she send you?" I shrugged.
"Who the fuck knows." He suddenly kneeled on the floor beside me. This way we were at eye level with my head propped on the stall wall and him kneeling. He brought his hand up to my face to caress my cheek with his thumb. I stared at him.
/We sat there on the couch. Our legs tangled. I took a long drag on the blunt Heero had presented me with. He did the same on the other end of the couch. It was silent and I guess after a bought of sex like that, there wasn't much to say. I stared off into my surroundings known as Heero's apartment.
"What now?" I still stared off into the dim apartment as I asked the question. I could see in my peripheral vision that he had shrugged. He did a lot of that.
"Life goes on." I nodded accepting this. I was to high to even comment./
His blue eyes stared into my confused violet. It was silent. I was noticing that lately we had very little to say. I gave him a reassuring smile and got up. I extended my hand to help him up.
"Let's go get some chow." I grinned as he took the had and followed me out the bathroom.
(X)(x)(X)
As he held his hand out I was suddenly attacked by images of the girl with raven hair.
/"Your not gonna just stand there, are you?" She smiled." No matter what you are life is still too short." She held out her hand as her eyes reflected the sunlight./
I grabbed his hand and let him lead me out the bathroom. I'm still not sure what to think of hiim. We had sex and yet I'm not sure if he's just a good lay or more. He has this life in him that I seem to lack. He's brash but then he's innocent. He's good natured and then he's devilish. He's animated and then he's real.
(X)(x)(X)
"Oh hi Duo, I was beginning to think you forgot about me again!" I placed a hand behind my head.
"Well you see, what had happened was-" I was cut off by a very hyped Quatre Winner.
"THEN you have the nerve to waltz up in here with a turtle neck like your hiding something! Oh GOD DUO!" I made a very lame attempt to hush my eccentric and over dramatic friend. Finally I settled for throwing myself on his lap and smacking a hand over his mouth. I rubbed my head roughly against Quatre's blonde little cranium.
"There there Quatre, it will be OKAY!" I continued nuzzling the side of his head roughly as he made a series of outraged "mrrmphs" and "NNNNN's' which were ignored. Heero simply stared at us strangely.
"My grandma used to do this to me. Once I almost suffocated." I said cheerily in Heero's direction. while continuing to nuzzle and squeeze Quatre to death. He wriggled and continued his muffled swears while I just took it all in stride and good humor. Finally I relented after Quatre almost bit me. I almost fell out laughing. Quatre looked like some sort of demented gerbil the way he was huffing and glaring. I found it quite funny. Ok not quite I found it HILARIOUS. My hysterical laughter told the whole cafeteria as well. I finally managed to stop laughing and turned to Heero.
"So hows life Heero?" He smirked at me showing the barest hint of a fang.
"I'm making my way." I then noticed something.
"Heero why don't you ever actually EAT something at lunch." He looked at me like I was the most retarded person on earth.
"Duo, I can't stand this cafeteria crap." He then turned his look of disgust to a sly one.
"But I can show you what would make my lunch a perfect one." I was confused for a moment before I understood the true meaning of Heero's words. I laughed.
"Oh oh, let's go then!" I grabbed Heero and hightailed it for the nearest abandoned corner of the school."
Quatre looked on after his two incredibly kinky friends and shook his head. He laughed to himself.
"Their in a league all their own." He took a bite out of his hamburger and spotted Duo's as well as Heero's abandoned lunches. He grinned to himself.
"Their loss."
(X)(x)(X)
I was walking home, unfortunately by myself. Heero said he had stuff to do. I could live with that, it wasn't like we were going out or something. The sun was pretty high in the sky but it was still incredibly cold.
My mind once again wandered to that chick with the green eyes. I grinned drunkenly to myself.
"She was hot!" I laughed and then mentally smacked myself. I couldn't believe I was checking out this chick was more or likely dead or non existent. I sighed.
'What's guy to do." My ears suddenly perked up as something flew past my head.
"What the hell?" I heard a cry. The ones you only hear on cartoons and if your lucky the discovery channel. The predatory pterodactyl ones. I looked up to see a giant black bird fly angrily in my direction. This most certainly was NOT a pigeon.
"SHIT!" I ducked as it came back towards me squawking angrily. I waved my hat around. I don't know why, it wasn't like it was gonna help.
"FUCKEN AHH man! Don't you have bread crust to go pick at somewhere?!" I ducked again as I saw it was about to take my head off.
"HEL! What are you doing?! People will see you!" I looked back and saw the girl from the club.
"OH, it's kinda late for that!" I yelled as the bird flapped it's wings. Damned thing MUST be on crack. I heard the loud gust of wind stop and looked up to see it was gone.
"You can get up now." She gave me a weird look. HELL! If anything I should be giving her the odd looks. Walking around with an overgrown crack addicted pigeon, what does she think this is? I stood up and dusted myself off. I imagined that I must look like I walked fresh out of hell.
"Is this how you repay people who do you favors, send giant birds after them?" She rolled her eyes and sucked her teeth, showing off her fangs.
"Oh please, Hel was just a bit excited and you were in her way." She folded her arms across her chest like it was a viable excuse.
"HELLO, this is a SIDEWALK!" I stomped to illustrate my point.
"It's a public walk way for pedestrians, not a bird aviary!" She looked at me cross eyed and made a face.
"What the hell is that thing?! DO you at least have a licence for it? I'll be damned if you don't, because if your walkin around with pigeons like that then you should!" She huffed angrily at me/
"It's not a pigeon!" I gasped exaggeratedly and rolled my eyes.
"Then what the fuck is it!"
"None of your damn business."
"Who the hell are you anyway!" She smirked.
"It's none of your concern who I am!" She reached up as her pet pigeon came back and grabbed it by the leg. She was lifted into the air as she flew away laughing. I stood their dumfounded.
"OH they've been looking for you at the club, everyone loved your performance!" At this she cackled insanely and disappeared into yonder distance.
I must've stood there for a full 10 minutes, with my jaw hanging. I could not believe this.
A giant bird.......
Weird blue eyed chick.....
Giant bird and blue eyed chick flying off into the sky..........
I never saw it in my life. I picked up my bag and whistled as I walked away. Nope I ain't seen shit.
(X)(x)(X)
The next day I sat in history class. I wasn't paying much attention though
"whomp, whomp whomp whomp whomp whomp....." It was always like this. School was beginning to bore the crap out of me these days. I sat in my desk doodling little stick figures of me and everyone I knew.
"Whomp, whomp, womper wompde whomp!" I decided to make a miniature flip book sideshow to entertain myself. I still didn't know what me and Heero were. I couldn't even begin to list my suspicions and ideas. Maybe we went out, maybe we were just fuckbuddies, maybe that night never did happen and it's all just part of my over active imagination and lustful psyche. I sighed as I noticed my stick figure cartoon could no longer keep me content, besides the point broke a while ago, Lord knows why I was trying to keep the dream alive. I began fidgeting and looking at the clock. I swear that it had been 3:45 am for the last couple, of what seemed like hours. I gave up on the clock and tried to focus on the outside world. I mean what does shew think she's doing. It's damned cold outside and that skirt is way too short. Serves her right if she freezes to death... and that man who does he think he's fooling. GOD, the way he's holding onto that thing you can tell it's fake. He should do himself a favor and let the wind snatch it off. And I swore I've seen that kid on the scooter for the seventh time now. Doesn't he have better things to do with his life! Ok now my own thoughts are starting to bore me. When will this lecture on Alexander the Great END! Do teachers always have to break things down in the most boring way possible. I smacked my head in frustration.
"Is there a problem Mr. Maxwell?" I looked up at Mr. Lansel.
"Nothing. I was just a little upset because.....my pencil point broke and I couldn't continue taking notes." She gave me a look over the frames of her thin little glasses. She turned around and continued on with her endless dialogue on Alexander the Great. I suddenly heard a ping at the window. I looked up to see a very disheveled Quatre. This could be interesting. I raised my hand.
"Mr. Lansel may I be excused?" He waved his hand at in a go ahead gesture. So I went ahead. As I walked out the class I heard Mr. Lansel's endless droning continue. I shook my head. Mr. Lansel wouldn't mind if I killed myself just as long as it's not on school grounds. I chuckled, it made sense I guess. When I reached outside I was met by a very hyper looking Quatre. He looked like an escaped mental patient.
"Duo! What the hell took you so long! C'mon!" He grabbed my arm and began dragging me away.
"Where are we going!?" WE were in a full jog down the main street.
"They want you to perform again at that club, the Nook!" I thought about it. Who the hell would be at the club at this time during the day.
"I know I know, your wondering why anyone would be at the club this early in the day, right? The owner wants to arrange a proposition for you!" I smiled, well I could use the cash. It sounded kind of overrated but if the pay was good, they what the hey. As long as I wasn't whoring myself it should be okay.
"Quate, how would you know this and it's in the middle of a school day!" He just continued at the anxious pace he had developed.
"Who the hell cares about that, you gotta gig! I've always told you, that you should've made your talents more public. You really did a job on that song. Shit Britney Spears couldn't top that!" I laughed at Quatre's excitement. Hell I was beginning to get excited too. I began telling Q about the monotonous History class and how the clock seemed to be in the same place for hours. He began laughing at me. WE stopped in our jog as I watched Q nearly hack his little tonsils up. He finally coughed out the reason for his current situation.
"Duo, that clock has been broken since I was a freshman!"(1) I simply stared. I couldn't believe what he was telling me. I saw nothing funny about this. I could've gone insane. I could've had a nervous breakdown or gone psycho and killed everyone! Do you know what something like that does to people! I continued staring at Quatre.
"Alright.....whew... I'm okay now." He looked at me.
"Okay let's oh shit........hahhahah.........." He continued his laughter. I wouldn't be surprised if he said "oh fuck it!" and decided to roll around in a fetal position on the sidewalk. I really didn't think it was THAT funny, in fact it wasn't funny at all. I began counting.
1.....
Mississippi
2.....
Mississippi
3........
Mississippi
4.....
"Alright I'm serious let's go." He straightened himself up and we headed off in the direction of the club. School would've been out soon enough so it didn't really matter that we were skipping, what? 30 minutes?
It wasn't long before we reached "The Nook". There were no bouncers at the door so we simply walked in. The club was very quiet at this time, being hardly anyone was in it. In fact during the day it seemed like a nice quiet café as oppose to the sinful bustling nightclub it was, well at night. WE stood there for a minute surveying the club and its lay out.
"You must me this Maxwell person I've been hearing about." I turned to see a tall man with long blonde hair. He was actually quite good looking. But he wasn't my type. He was wearing casual jean slacks. His platinum blonde hair hung down to his waist, standing out against the background of the royal blue shirt he was wearing. He wore a tan leather jacket. He seemed to have more taste, maybe he felt he didn't have to impress me, if so well he was doing a faboulous job of it. I could tell he had more class than that.
"Yes I am Mr............ err....." I looked at him hoping that my expression was a sign that I needed help. He stuck out his hand.
"Milliardo, just call me Milliardo." I nodded.
"SO um. Milliardo..." I sighed.
"I'm sorry I don't fell right calling you by your first name, I don't even know who you ARE. No offense." He nodded.
"You'll get to know me in due time, Mr. Maxwell.
His voice was smooth. It held an air of royalty and refinement to it. I swear I nearly shuddered. This guy could make any sentence sound like a fucking invitation to fuck. I'm so serious.
"So, being that you're here I'm assuming you'd like to speak about my offer." I nodded and smirked.
"Yea it seems that everyone knew you were looking for me, except for me." He chuckled.
"Yes you were something else. I'd like to give you a part time job, performing here. Nothing of a degrading nature, but your voice is wonderful and I must admit you are actually quite sexy." I chuckled a bit a that. Quatre merely speculated, to make sure I didn't do or say anything stupid. He knew I'd go off if I got the wrong impression. Zech smiled at me warmly, for lack of a better word.
"I'll take you up on the offer, I think I'd enjoy the attention, you know?" He scratched his chin.
"Yes, so maybe we can further discuss this tonight?" I looked to Quatre for support. I mean it was a school night and I don't mean to sound like a nerd or something but My parents would have my ass. Especially if it was something in association with 'performing' at a club. Quatre wasn't giving me any feed back. This was an offer that I simply wouldn't be able to revisit years from now. I liked music and I liked being loved by people. I grinned.
"I'll do it." He stuck his hand out and gave me a toothy grin, I nearly fell over. Milliardo took his hand back and held it to his mouth to chuckle lightly.
"Oh, yes, you'll get used to those." His fangs had to be the paragon of all vampire, somethin dome. I stared. I seem to do that lot in addition to the thuds and embarrassing moments.
"I'm sorry I'm just not used to something so...BIG." I then blushed realizing the double meaning in my words. They were really menacing in a way but they fit him. It showed that he must be a full blood decending from a strong blood line if anything. He quirked an eyebrow noticing my dilemma.
"Oh believe me you'll get used to it." HE gave a charming smile and turned his back.
"So I will see you tonight. Be prepared for anything Duo." He walked off towards the bar and through one of the many doors. Quatre then came to my side after lounging in the chair uselessly.
"Duo, going to the gay club had to be the best DAMNED idea you've EVER had." I turned to him and snorted.
"Of funny, I remember it being something dreadful when the idea was first presented.." He waved a hand at me and laughed.
"That was before you got this deal." He pout his arm around my shoulder.
"Things are looking pretty good." We walked out the club and off into the streets of Manhattan.
(X)(x)(X)
I sat on the phone with Q. I was annoyed by what was being said on the other end of the phone.
"Q, what do you mean you can't make it! I need you to have my back, what if someone tries to molest or kidnap me?! Then I'll die and it'll be all your fault!" I could tell Q was rolling his eyes.
"One of my sisters is comin from down south, it was unexpected look man I'm sorry." I sighed.
"It's alright, I'll tell you how things went ok? I'm Duo Maxwell I can do anything right?" He gave a laugh for my sake.
"You do you ok Duo, watch yourself!" And with that the line went silent. I hung up the phone and looked myself over. I had on a really baggy pair of shredded jeans along with a black shirt with purple markings and patterns here and there that was shredded across my chest and below my shoulder blades, it had bell sleeves that slit all the way up a bit past the elbow. I personally thought the shirt set my eyes off. I added a black leather vest. I looked pretty unsure of myself in the mirror, but I had to erase doubt from my mind. Tonight I was gonna put on my usual confident facade and be the sexy little bitch that everyone wanted. I grinned. Now that looks better. I applied the body glitter and gave myself a bit of eyeshadow. I put a small silver band in my right ear. My hair was in its usual braid, forget the damn ribbons, they were too much work to get in properly. I had on my black combat boots with purple laces. I looked at bit like a road hippy on the quest for peace a to show the U.S. the beauty of real art. All I needed was a guitar case and a canvas and I'd be a nice little artist reject. But it was damn cold outside so putting on more clothes made me feel warmer even if it wasn't actually warming me. I threw on a leather jacket and headed out the door into the hallway. My parents were sitting in their room chatting about something or the other. If I made too much of an effort in sneaking out I knew they would hear me. SO I simply walked past their room as if I was just making a late night visit to grab a glass of milk. The shit is always easier like that. I walked at a fast pace, being that Quatre wasn't here and neither was his car. It was incredibly cold and I could feel my braid sway and whip in the wind as I walked. When I FINALLY made it the bouncer seemed to recognize me and let me in without question. I felt damned important, it was stupid but I really did.
It was crowded as usual. I sat at the bar and watched the people's illuminated figures meld together in the strobe lights. The crowd was mainly made of guys and a couple of girls here and there.
"Hey beautiful." I turned to stare into a pair of hazel eyes that could barely be seen peeping above the rims of his tainted lenses. His shaggy blonde hair reminded me of Heero's unruly mop. The owner of said hazel eyes was hot. He was wearing a golden yellow short sleeve that hugged his toned muscles nicely. There was something about him that caught my attention. He looked at me and gave a smile. I stared back at the guy trying to appear easy going.
"Hey." He seemed amused.
"I know you can say more than that, maybe a drink will loosen your tongue?" He wiggled his eyebrows and I chose to ignore the sexual innuendo in those words. I offered him a small laugh for his efforts and decided to oblige him.
"Sure." He signaled to the waiter that he would like to order to martini shots and sat on the fine polished wooden stool across from me.
"So your sitting here by yourself, it seems unusual for someone as good looking as yourself." This guy was heavy with the compliments. I snorted and told him so.
"I'm just telling the truth, I'm very forward like that." I nodded sipping the martini shot in small doses.
"Do you wanna dance." He gave me a hopeful yet confident look I shook my head.
"I'm waiting for someone." He didn't relent like most other guys would.
"Then can I Keep you company until they show up?" I grinned at him.
"Why not?"
I learned that the guys name just so happened to be Anthony. He was 21 was taking courses at a local college to become an architect. He was gay and was very picky when it came to woman. Few met his standards so I guess he wouldn't be considered bi. He admitted to me that he came to these places very often which I found bold. He had a family living out in Denmark, way in Europe. They were originally from California but moved around a lot. He had decided to come to New York and finish his schooling. As for the sun glasses he was wearing inside a CLUB. Weeeelllllll........... I didn't get a chance to inquire on that as of yet. Anthony talked on animatedly and I (surprisingly) listened intently.
"Mr. Maxwell I see you have met my partner here." I turned to see Milliardo. His hair was tied back in a loose pony tail and he too had on those blasted sunglasses. With the yellow (or gold) tinted lenses and silver frames. He wore a blue blouse which was left open two buttons to show well defined chest with a khaki colored suit jacket and matching pants. He was smoking a cigarette which I eyed curiously.
"Want one?" I took the cigarette he offered. Anthony smirked.
"So this is who you've been waiting for!" I nodded. Milliardo coughed a few times signaling that he wanted our attention.
"Let's go somewhere more quiet and discuss your contract." I gave him a skeptical look.
"I need a contract." He chuckled in amusement along side Anthony.
"Of course Duo, any deal or part time job has to have some document or written agreement stating your consent." Anthony admonished in good nature and humor. Milliardo motioned towards a corridor.
"Shall we?" I followed him in the direction of the corridor that probably lead to a room where they would torture and rape me then chop up my abused body and sell the severed parts to an oddity shop somewhere, trying to pass them off as authentic European furniture. They seemed nice but I'm just paranoid so you'll have to forgive my rants. We continued down the hall and up some stairs until we reached finely furnished room. It had plush leather seats in a beautiful creme shade. The carpet was immaculate and that w saying something being that it's incredibly hard to keep black carpet clean these days. The rooms had beautiful hanging lamps and a it's own little bar. At first look it was simple, complete with its little aquarium just like in some drug pedaling action movie, cops and all.
"Have a seat Duo, I'm sure the furniture doesn't bite."
(X)(x)(X)
WE set the terms of the contract and I signed. I couldn't believe that Milliardo knew I was a minor and allowed me to hang out and even PERFORM in his club. He called in his girl Noin who straightened me up for a performance that I reluctantly agreed to do as an opening. By the time Noin was done with me I was missing a good third of my shirt and my sleeves were gone. She left the pants saying they looked sexy on me with my club made black and purple belly shirt. I also got to keep the vest, however short it now was.
So now I found myself staring at a crowd of people clutching the Mic. to my face like a lifeline. I closed my eyes as the music started up and sang the first few words in a slow steady voice.
)"I'll tell you something I am a wolf but I like to wear sheep's clothing"(
I snapped open my eyes to see the audience giving me their full attention. Good. That's how I wanted it.
)"I am a bonfire
I am a vampire
I'm waiting for my moment"(
I looked around and lowered the mic. I grinned as I continued with the song.
)" You come on like a drug
I just can't get enough
I'm like an addict coming at you for a little more "(
I swayed slowly with the beats of the song as I threw myself into it. Finally feeling the song in itself.
)"And there's so much at stake
I can't afford to waste
I never needed anybody like this before"(
I switched my body from side to side to match the instrumentals the song had now adpated. My braid whipped from side to side with my movements.
)" I'll tell you something
I am a demon
Some say my biggest weakness"(
I scanned around to look at the peoples faces. I allowed a smile to creep on my face as I continued.
)" I have my reasons
Call it my defense
Be careful what you're wishing"(
Being that this wasn't a song you really danced to. All I had to do was move my body enough to please. As long as it was in sync with the rhythms it was all good.
)" You come on like a drug
I just can't get enough
I'm like an addict coming at you for a little more
And there's so much at stake
I can't afford to waste
I never needed anybody like this before"(
I moved my body freely as I made my way from side to side of the platform. Some people in the audience nodded their head to the beat of the song while others stood in (and I don't mean to brag) awe. I had never felt so wanted in my life other than when I sing. "Outrageous" was the first time I noticed the feeling. I thought of Heero and shook my head. He was mystery in itself. Being that his was a part of the song that was purely acoustics and instrumentals I put more of my back into it, you might say. As it slowed down I gathered energy but lowered my voice.
)"You are a secret
A new possession
I like to keep you guessing."(
I laughed a little bit and grinned as the song began to wind back up into it's ending.
)"You come on like a drug
/Heero.../
I just can't get enough
/He's forever on my mind./
I'm like an addict coming at you for a little more
/Why him?...../
And there's so much at stake
I can't afford to waste
I never needed anybody like this before!"(
I threw my head back thus put my soul into the thing. I hated this feeling I was having. I needed to talk to him. I needed to do something, anything....
)" When I'm not sure what I'm living for
(When I'm not sure who I am)
When I'm not sure what I'm looking for
(When I'm not sure who I am)
When I'm not sure what I'm living for
(When I'm not sure who I am)
When I'm not sure what I'm looking for
(When I'm not sure who I am)
When I'm not sure what I'm living for
When I'm not sure what I'm looking for
When I'm not sure what I'm living for......."(.
I got quieter at the song reached it's repetitive ending. I'm pretty sure Heero isn't thinking of me in this manner. I know for fact it's not even in his character. Why am I even stressing over this shit so much. All we did was fuck, that's all it ever was right?
I noticed the audience had been applauding me and I flashed them a grinand waved somewhat shyly.
"Hon that was excellent."I met Noin back stage who was giddy with excitement. She was Italian I think. She had very light accent. She practically radiated energy as she jingled the gold jewelry she was lavished in. She wore a red Halter dress and a heavy red lipstick.Her make up was immaculate, enough to enhance her features instead of hiding them.I gave her a cocky grin. Of course I am the MAXWELL HAHAHAHAHHA...........
I had yet to think of a stage name. Blazin D was temporary, in fact since I had only planned on doing it once as a teaser it was less than temporary.Milliardo was waiting for me at the bar looking quite impressed. I was even impressed with myself. It was a simple and short song, but I think I did it well. He patted a hand to my back and laughed heartily.
"Looks like you're here to stay." I grinned and took the drink he offered me. I closed my eyes savoring the taste. I quirked an eyebrow at him.
"You should be ashamed of yourself for pouring drinks down a minors throat like this." He snorted.
"You accept them, do you not Mr. Maxwell?" I smiled knowingly.
"You have a point." I took a seat and leaned back against the bar, taking in everything. I turned to the bartender. But lo and behold it was my favorite people person.
"Trowa, DUDE! We SO have to stop meeting like this." He simply gave me his usual one eyed stare and blinked.
"I work here." I reached over to pat him on the head.
"Of course you do." He simply frowned.
"Duo please refrain from doing that ever again please." I scratched my head a laughed manically. I jumped over the bar to slap him on the back.
"SURE TROWA!" He sighed and poured me a glass of water.
"This would do you some good." I took the water and sipped it. I don't like water very much, but why waste it.
"So you work here now Duo." It was a statement more so than a question.
"Yea, workin the crowds ya know?" I elbowed him. I think the alcohol was getting my head.
If this is you sober, I'd hate to see you drunk." I snickered. I then took the time to analyze Trowa. Dude was BUILT. I think he's even taller than Quatre. He wore an olive green tank and a pair of baggy blue jeans. The shirt wore loosely, but it outlines his oh so perfect muscles. He had this unibang thing going on so I could only see one of his foresty green eyes. He didn't show too much expression. He also sported a tattoo of half a clown mask with a dagger going though it. I found that weird. Most people just get roses or guns or something.
"What's with the tattoo Tro?" He looked at the tattoo. And you'd swear the way he looked at it, it was as if he's never seen the damn thing before in his life.
"Oh that? My half sister does tattoos, she offered to do one for free so I said 'Why not?'" He shrugged.
"The design itself was just an idea she came up with for me to remember my parents by. My mom threw daggers and my dad was a clown in the circus." I blinked. Not only was that the most I ever heard Trowa say in response to a question, it was also a very unique story.
"Your parents worked in the circus?" He nodded and began drying out a nearby glass to occupy himself.
"Yup." I wasn't even gonna ask what had happened to them or where they were. He suddenly seemed down.
"Lighten up Tro!" He blinked at me and offered a small smile. But being that Trowa's smiles aren't that big to begin with one could only wonder if that wasn't actually a BIG smile for him. I continued sipping at the water.
"So what's up with you and Heero." I broke into a coughing fit as I spat my water out. Oop that was wasted water right there. Well it wasn't my fault so technically I didn't waste it. Trowa did. I didn't expect a question such as that to come from Tro. I eyed him wearily.
"Tro look what you made me do!" Je rolled his eyes.
"Stop trying to change the subject." O pouted. Damn, he saw right through it.
"What makes you ask." He shrugged carelessly.
"Curiosity. I can tell something is there. He won't tell me anything so I figured I'd ask you." He gave me an expectant look and smirked at my temporary loss of speech.
"Nothing is going on with Heero and I. In fact there is no Heero and I. You'd be better off asking him again." He found another glass to wipe at.
"Duo, you should ask him. Sitting here and ignoring the situation won't make it better." I sighed.
"You can't even be pissed at him, if he doesn't know there's a problem to begin with." He had a point. You couldn't be mad at someone for a problem they didn't even know existed. Suddenly I saw Anthony coming my way. I watched as he finally made it to stand in front of me.
"You, Duo, Owe me a dance. Or are you waiting for someone else." I smirked.
"Let's go."
Trowa stared after Duo.
"That guy is really odd." His cell phone then rang. The person's personalized ring tone just so happened to be "Why don't you and I". He smiled and picked it up.
"Yeah he's here." He listened intently to the voice on the other line.
"Ye he did great." He frowned.
"Of course not, you know better." He chuckled at the indignant voice on the other end of the line.
"Babe I can't because I'm into blondes." He frowned again.
"That's not nice at all, you know too many guys have a unibang!"
(X)(x)(X)
)So so so scandalous
You know you wanna sing with us
Thats why you know you should be scared of us(
Anthony grinded up against me and I made a small 'eep' sound. This guy was a little too bold for my taste. A voice leaned down to whisper in my ear.
"Sorry, if I get a little carried way." I felt a pair of wrap themselves around my waist as the owner of said arms continued to whisper into my ear.
"It's ok, um you know your very old." Anthony chuckled.
"I resent that. I'm only 21." I smirked as I moved against him in time to the music.
)Nice smile looks to kill
Straight talk sex appeal
1 touch gives me chills
and we ain't even close yet(
I chuckled at that, trying to ignore the shivers traveling up and down my spine. Our bodies were way too close for comfort and I couldn't seem to push him away. Dancing was my thing. Losing yourself in music is the best feeling out there to me. I gulped as I continued to move again Anthony in time to the sirens in the song. There was something about him that didn't settle too well with me. Maybe it was my imagination.
)Roughneck all around
ain't been all over town
Show me how you get down
coz we ain't even close yet(
"Duo are you scared of me. I'm not a bad person. I'd like getting to know you." He purred against my ear. I shook my head wildly. My mind was starting to wander to the wrong places.
)You got me feeling and u got me feeling weak
Listen as I speak coz im careful as i creep
You got me going crazy and u know i cant sleep
Not watching you moves and you hypnotize me(
"Why would I be scared of you?" I knew he could tell that I wasn't even sure of the answer myself. My response was very weak.
"I don't know, you tell me Duo."
)You got me trembling like ur little baby girl
Your so special your like diamonds and pearls
You got me spinning and you got me in a twirl
You're my number 1 baby and you've come to rock my world(
"Relax, stop seeming as if I'm gonna bite you." I nodded as I continued, un deterred from my rhythms.
You're a very special person Duo, I can tell." I snorted.
"What would make you say that?"
)Your Dangerous Just scared of the way you move so scandalous
Its all about the 2 of us, a 1 night stand just ain't enough.
I need some stimulation baby a little conversation maybe.
You got me spinnin out like crazy, there goes my baby (
"It's a feeling you know?" The music was free to march through my mind for a second as we fell silent
"I thought you were incredibly sexy tonight Duo, especially when you did Outrageous." I chuckled. I'm glad you liked it.
)Scandalous
So Scandalous
Scandalous
So so so Scandalous(
"Can I walk you home tonight Duo, seeing as you came by yourself and all." I was so glad I wasn't facing him. Because I know I would've gave him the dumbest look.
"I don't even know you."
)Hot stuff head to toe
where you go noone knows
Cute smile planted on
and we ain't even close yet(
"Sure you do! You know my name is Anthony and that I think your special." I rolled my eyes
"You could be an axe murderer for all I know!" He laughed.
"I wasn't kidding when I asked to get to know you." He turned me around to face him. I took in his scent. He smelled of shampoo and expensive furniture with a hint of that new car smell.
)Solid as a rock
How many ways can you hit the spot
show me what you got
coz we ain't even close yet(
"I thought you liked to take chances." He was trying to hold my gaze. His hazel eyes shined with determination.
"Why are you so set on this." He smirked.
"Because it's something I'd feel better doing. There are actual axe murderers out there, even if I'm not one of them." He smirked.
"I can take care of myself." Thank god this song wasn't to up tempo or else I'd be out of breath. Trying to talk and dance at the same time.
"Oh I know you can...." The way he said that for some reason made me blush.
)You got me feeling and u got me feeling weak
Listen as I speak coz im careful as i creep
You got me going crazy and u know i cant sleep
Not watching you moves and you hypnotize me
You got me trembling like ur little baby girl
Your so special your like diamonds and pearls
You got me spinning and you got me in a twirl
You're my number 1 baby and you've come to rock my world(
"You do that a lot." I blinked.
"What?" He smiled.
"Blush." I averted my gaze to the floor and once agin attempted not to blush.
)Your Dangerous Just scared of the way you move so scandalous
Its all about the 2 of us, a 1 night stand just ain't enough.
I need some stimulation baby a little conversation maybe.
You got me spinnin out like crazy, there goes my baby(
Scandalous
So Scandalous
Scandalous
So so so scandalous (
"So what's your answer?" I caved in and nodded.
"Why the hell not?" I gave him my devil may care grin. He pulled me closer to him as the song changed tunes. I looked up at him as he concentrated on his movements.
)A little conversation(
"What would you say if I kissed you?" I shrugged.
"Find out." He leaned down and captured my lips in a heated kiss.
)goes a long long way
Shows a little patience.. that you are here to stay(
I wanted to pull away but the kiss felt so.....warm. Like it's something I wanted. And even if this isn't Heero, I'm happy.
)SO SHOW ME THAT YOUR GAME OH!!(
His tongue demanded access into the recesses of my mouth. Dancing was forgotten we stopped to make out right in the middle of the dance floor. It's not like we were the only ones anyway.
)Your Dangerous Just scared of the way you move so scandalous
Its all about the 2 of us, a 1 night stand just ain't enough.
I need some stimulation baby a little conversation maybe.
You gotta spinnin out like crazy there goes my baby(
Out lips parted and he stared won at me expectantly. I stared back.
"Shit." He chuckled as we began our little grind session again. The song was ending and all, but it's the thought that counts.
)You know you wanna sing with us
That's why you know you should be scared of us
You know you wanna sing with us
That's why you know you should be scared of us baby(
I headed towards the door.
"Where are you going?" I looked back at Anthony.
"I gotta get home or my parents will have my ASS!"
I decided to forget about the jacket. As I stepped outside into the cool air, I was very sorry I ever did such a thing. It was damned cold. I suddenly felt something warm drape over my shoulders. I looked up to see Anthony's smiling eyes. I tried to protest but he wouldn't here it.
"I have sleeves and you don't, just take it alright?" He put his arms around me as I walked in the direction of my house. Everything else was wiped from my mind as I contemplated Anthony. I didn't know him, yet here I was walking home with him. A 21 year old man. As far as I was concerned the fact itself was very unsettling. But I felt comfortable enough with him. He was nice and even though he was very open about his feeling and kinda hands on, it didn't mean he was a child molester or anything. It's not like he was walking around going "The nicest thing you can do is share your bed with somebody." (Even if their not your child and 25 years younger than you) like a certain somebody whose the media's new project. cough cough Michael Jacksoncough cough (2)
We finally reached my apartment where Anthony took the opportunity to lean down and ravage my mouth again. His kisses had this warm feel to them, like I said before. He leaned me up against the side of the building and brought his hands up under my shirt and up my back against my bare skin. His other hand caressed my cheek. I gasped at the hands part. I mean it was kind of cold and he had no gloves so yes his hands were cold. He chuckled against my lips as he parted from the kiss.
"Take care." And with that he was off down the street.
I noticed I still had his jacket. I smiled and turned around to enter my apartment building.
The whole elevator ride up I could smell the lingering smell of expensive furniture, shampoo, and new cars.
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(1) This happened to me in math class. Me and my friend nearly died when our teacher told us the clock was broken. One of my other friends laughed at me the whole day saying how she's surprised I didn't crack. The only standing between me and lunch is math class so you can only imagine.
(2) No offense to those who love Michael Jackson, but this is just my view on things. It's not a fact that he's a child molester (as far as I know) he's just a little too friendly and odd when it comes to them is all.
Notes: that is probably my longest chapter yet. I'm sorry to those who find the song lyrics annoying. I just can't help it when I find a song to match a scene. By the way credit for the songs go to Garbage and Mis-teeq. PLEASE REVIEW. THAT's my FUEL man! Until next time!