Well, I have quite a bit of the next chappie written, but I don't know when I will have time to finish. There is a note, that I changed something on the first chapter (Big bold letters, top of page, not hard to find.)


Disclaimers and warnings on first chappie ^_^


CHAPTER 3


Duo was tired of Norris, after Heero had dropped him off yesterday, he expected the questions, but not the utter disbelief that he had been sick. Norris had been suspicious and then indignant that he had claimed to be sick, when he was the pregnant one here, well Duo just about left again after that. Who did he think he was? No, Duo didn't need an answer to that question, he knew the answer. He was Norris, the great and sacrificing pregnant male. And now he was leaving again . . . with no indication of where, or when he would be home.


Duo was fed up with watching, he snuck into the garage jumped onto his motorcycle and drove off after Norris. He followed him into town and right into a rather nice apartment complex. Norris walked inside and Duo followed, Norris walked into a second floor apartment right on the corner of the building with quite a nice view of an art gallery and it's intricate architecture. Duo left the building and went outside. He could easily shimmy up that drain pipe and get a good view of the windows in that apartment.


So he did, without a moment of remorse whatsoever. It was an easy climb, the hard part would be staying there until he saw something. Fortunately, he didn't have to wait long. The first thing he saw when he looked in the window was Norris and another man, Who looked oddly familiar . . . well what he could see of him, stripping each other of their clothing. That was all Duo needed to see, that and some of the accessories littering the floor. He climbed down partially down but then jumped the rest of the way, needing the jolt to clear his head. There was no way he could go home now, he knew it. If he saw Norris he would kill him.


How could he do that!? Other than the fact that he had betrayed him, what about the baby? How could that not be dangerous? He climbed on his motorcycle, angry and hurt This day wasn't going the way he wanted, and now he was kinda screwed as too where to go tonight. He could always stay at work, but sleeping at his garage didn't really appeal to him. He could always rent a motel room . . . Undecided, he headed for the park, just the thought of seeing a certain chocolate haired boy, brightened the days prospectives completely.


He sat on his normal bench and observed the world around him, it pained him to watch fathers with their children, it was so simple, and here he was, betrayed by the one he had loved. Luckily, there was a welcome interruption from his depressing thoughts. Heero was there, like clockwork he got out of his car, and took off on the path running. His eyes seemed to lose focus as he went and Duo watched him run, for who knows how long, merely enjoying the virile stride, the forceful thrust of his legs, the entire aura of being completely 'Heero.' [1] Heero began approaching the bench Duo was at, and upon seeing Duo he grinned.


"I didn't expect to see you here! Are you better already?"


Duo plastered a humongous smile on his heart shaped face, "Yea, I'm not feeling sick anymore." He hadn't lied, he wasn't feeling physically sick.


"It's a shame you didn't wear your jogging clothes, then again I am probably too tired now to do any serious running," He leaned back and blew air out of his lips. "So what have you been up to today?"


"Oh this and that? Yourself?"


"Not much, worked and ran so far,"


"Exciting, how was work?"


"Well we had small time terrorist attempt to murder Relena Darlian today, so yes, it was exciting, in a sort of way," Heero leaned backwards.


"I never saw anything on the news about that? Where do you work, are you part of the security for the Vice Minister?" Duo's face was bright with curiosity.


"I'm her personal bodyguard," Heero responded. It wasn't a big secret, yet he had never freely told anyone that before. "You didn't hear about it, because that would have been exactly what the terrorist's wanted. If it's kept quiet they are disheartened and they won't get support and recognition like they hoped."


Duo nodded wisely, it made sense to him, "I see, but, you're Relena Darlian's personal bodyguard? Whoa . . . never thought I'd be this close to someone so famous," He grinned over at Heero.


Heero couldn't help but wonder if by close he meant, distance wise or relationship wise, he hoped it was the latter. "What do you do?"


"Me? I own a garage on the East side of town, not much but I enjoy it," Duo sighed in satisfaction, he had worked hard to get that place, and he was was proud.


"Hn, what's it called?"


"The Fixer-Upper, partly 'cause when I bought it, it was dump and while I was working on it, that was how I referred to it," Duo shrugged, "The name just stuck after that."


"Well, I suppose the next time my car breaks down, I will have to come to you, ne?" Duo was a bit perplexed by this new terminology, he got the gist of it.


"Sure, you are welcome there whenever you want," Heero decided then and there that he didn't really have to fix his own car anymore, he could afford to let someone else do it.

"Back to your job, have you ever been shot, or hurt, while on duty?" Duo's morbid fascination was hilarious, but Heero didn't mind divulging the information.


"Well, I was shot several times; I've broken both my legs, wrist and my collarbone; and then there is the assortment of internal injuries from ripped muscles to bleeding organs; so in answer to your question, yes." Heero wasn't bragging, it was obvious in how he spoke, in fact he had seemed slightly hesitant at first, as if this wasn't something he regularly talked about.


"Ooh, ouch. I wouldn't have wanted to be you then. It's funny how much stuff they have on the terrorists and the politicians but when it comes to the ones really getting there butts kicked you hear nothing." Duo grinned and rested his head on his arm, while watching Heero.


"Well most of us like it that way, otherwise we would get mountains of sympathy letters, or hate letters, depending on who it's from. Not to mention, it would be like walking around with a gigantic red arrow over our heads," Heero was completely serious, as he gravely stated the facts. Duo nodded wisely in understanding.


"So what's it like knowing someone famous?" Duo had forgotten about the days troubles and was now listening intently to Heero's every word. The sun was beginning to set and a sweet orangish glow settled over everything. Heero's dark brown hair appeared auburn and his eyes gathered even more depth.


"It's not what Hollywood makes it out to be, things are rarely as glitzy as many believe, in fact Relena is under tremendous stress daily, as one of her most personal friends I am often the one she unloads on." Duo felt his heart sink slightly, the way he was talking, it sounded like he was in more than just a friendly relationship with the Vice-Foreign Minister. It was alright though, it's not as if he could really start a new relationship right now, Heero probably didn't go for guys anyway. As the sky turned dark, Heero stood, politely excusing himself, needing sleep after such a long day. Duo watched him leave, longing irrationally to go wit him. Sighing heavily, the braided young man left for his body shop. He knew Jerry would wonder why he was asleep in the office when he arrived in the morning, but he didn't usually pry into peoples lives, so he probably wouldn't actually be asked about it. He couldn't avoid Norris forever though, perhaps in the morning, he would have the composure to confront him . . .


tsuzuku


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