Alright! I know this is a few days late, but it is up. Next weeks update will also most likely be on Saturday. I don't think that will be a permanent change but.... ^^*
Disclaimer: DON'T OWN! I am just making up a story, using my tiny brain for a tiny plot. As my flamer so nicely pointed out, I am allowed to write what I want in my own story.
Warning: 1x2x1, I assume if you have read this far, then you know that already. MPREG!
Dedication: This is to all my reviewers today, I don't think I could have written this without you! Glomps Reviewers And as always a special notice to WWS! YAY!
I tried to make this chapter longer.... ^_^ I have already started the next one too!
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CHAPTER 18
She couldn't believe what she had just seen.. Not that she hadn't seen such things before, but never in such an awkward position. A blush crept up her neck again. She wasn't sure what to think. She really liked the long haired man, and felt bad that she couldn't tell him her name. But she had promised her brother that she wouldn't talk to men she didn't know, unless she absolutely had too. She sat cross-legged on the carefully made bed. She wasn't sure exactly how bed-making was done, but it wasn't bad for her first time.
So the braided man was lovers with the dark haired man. Her brother had told her that people were like that sometimes, but she didn't really understand what it meant. She had a sneaking suspicion that some of the men he knew were that way as well.
She stared around at the luxurious room she was occupying. It was a deep cerulean color, with aged, wooden furniture to garnish it. It was very comfy, but she wasn't used to the soft bed, and had slept rather badly. After last night's drama, she should have been exhausted, but for some reason, after sleeping for about an hour, she was fully roused. She tossed and turned but couldn't fall asleep again. So she cried for a little while and then spent the rest of the evening wishing her brother was here. She knew he couldn't be; she understood why, but she was lonely.
Her stomach rumbled, and she thought wistfully of the delicious sandwich from the night before. She knew there was very likely more downstairs, but didn't think she wanted to risk going downstairs again. . . .
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Duo dressed hastily, not sure of what to do. He thought of waking Heero, but he was just so cute like that, head tilted back and breathing loudly. He had however covered him with a blanket. Duo hadn't felt so wonderful since he had awoken, in the afterglow of there lovemaking, in a long time. He had never felt such intense emotions for anyone before. A small, sweet smile lit Duo's naturally upturned lips as he rubbed his belly instinctively.
Heero twitched slightly, before coming fully awake, and standing up. Duo laughed and Heero looked down blushing. "Don't worry, I did the same thing," Duo said, still smiling. "Only I had a more interesting witness."
Heero looked confused, "What?"
"My little visitor happened to be downstairs when I jumped awake. . . ." Heero's mouth formed an 'o' and he reached for his pants, remembering there visitor and not wanting to repeat Duo's incident. Walking up to Heero, Duo pulled him down onto the couch with him. "Sit." Then with a quirky smile playing on his lips, Duo moved closer, getting as much contact with Heero's body as possible without actually sitting on him.
Heero glanced at his watch, seeing it was only 6:00 AM he figured he could stay for a while, work didn't start til 8:00. Duo didn't say anything, just watched the wall, holding on to Heero, thinking to himself. He wasn't sure if he would scare the girl-child if he went up now. Her face had been terrified, but he didn't want to let her stew. Certainly she was upset, but exactly how upset would determine how it should be handled. He groaned.
"Something wrong?" Heero asked, looking at Duo's face.
"Nope, just trying to decide what to do about the girl, she looked pretty scared," Heero heard a creak and saw in surprise that the girl had ventured down by herself. Heero poked Duo's shoulder and pointed. Duo's mouth formed an 'o' similar to Heero's previous one and he walked to her, slowly. "Are you okay?"
The girl nodded, but then pointed at her stomach, ending the motion in a rub, indicating hunger. Duo nodded, when he was growing up on the streets he had been willing to do almost anything to get food. The world was harsh and unforgiving and rarely could the watery eyes of a child and a thin emaciated frame coax money from passing strangers. Duo pulled out some frozen waffles and prepared them. It broke his heart knowing that she was willing to face her terror of the morning just to get fed. He smiled politely and made sure not to get to close, assuming it would make her uncomfortable.
Heero walked in, a small smile at the sight of Duo helping the child and both looking awkward. He walked up to the braided young man, "Duo? Can I take a shower? For work?" Duo nodded, keeping his face calm, then with a sigh he realized he couldn't make work today. Poor Jerry, always alone. He would have to find another mechanic. Business was certainly picking up enough to validate the position. Duo sighed and added it to his to-do list. Heero smiled reassuringly in response and set off to find his way about.
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The girl remained silent for the rest of the day, relying on hand signals to relay her needs and wants. Duo handed her the remote and told her to entertain herself for a while. Then he pulled up the Internet and placed his job posting, then he made a call to the newspaper and placed an ad. With any luck someone would see it, jobs were scarce enough, openings didn't last long.
He pondered his dilemma with the child, he didn't know her name, didn't know if she had any family. He wondered if perhaps she would feel more comfortable around woman? Not that he really knew any nearby, there was the young woman who lived below him, Ms. Lenhart, but he only really knew her because he had accidentally dropped something on her from his porch down to hers. He turned his head to look at the young female. . . . he could always ask.
Walking up cautiously, he tapped the girl on the shoulder, getting her attention. She turned. "This is just an idea but. . . ." Duo took a deep breath, "There is a very nice lady downstairs, and I was wondering if you would be willing to talk to her?" The most he knew about Ms. Lenhart was that she was a school counselor and therefore bound to be good with children. [1]
The child nodded uncertainly. Duo grinned. "Great! If ya don't mind I will give her a call right now," Another nod, and Duo picked up his phone and pulled out the apartments phone book.
The girl turned back to the television set, curious at this woman Mr. Maxwell was calling. She really did like him, and was sorry she couldn't talk to him, but her brother had never said anything about talking to ladies. She was certain anyone Mr. Maxwell knew would be a lady. Maybe she would have a nice business dress suit and pretty high heels, like she had seen through the windows. Maybe she was lonely and wanted a little girl to keep her company. The child began to squirm in excitement, but then reality hit her and she stopped. She couldn't leave her brother, he would think she had no faith in her. Her brother, Sam, was determined to buy them a place to stay one day.
What if he thought she had abandoned him now? What if he was worried and she was just sitting here, luxuriously, surrounded by soft, clean pillows, food whenever she wanted; and Sam was looking for her, forgetting his sporadic work, and starving himself? She knew he barely scraped by for his food with what job he could get. Angry at herself for her selfishness and indulgent lifestyle she stood agitatedly.
The doorbell rang and Duo ran to answer it, an enthusiastic hello for it's ringer. "Ms. Lenhart! Thank you so much for coming," Duo extended his hand, the shorter woman took it with a smile, her chocolate brown eyes were warm and kind.
"It's nothing, I am glad to and please call me Becca." She peered into the apartment, "So she's in here?"
"Oh! Yea, I'm sorry. Come on in," Becca did and Duo closed the door behind her. He escorted her to his living room, where the girl had apparently stood in a flurry. Duo smiled. "This is Ms. Lenhart, if you don't mind she would like to talk to you. . . . If you don't want to you don't have to talk to her. Otherwise I will go make a snack for you." The girl nodded, indicating he could go, so Duo left for the kitchen.
Becca sat down, motioning for the child to do the same. "Hello, how are you? My name is Ms. Lenhart."
"M-my name is Charity, it's very nice to meet you." Her voice was quiet and she sat down once more. So she wasn't wearing a dress suit, only a pair of jeans and a sweatshirt, but she had an elegant face and Charity deemed her no more than 30, if that.
"What a pretty name!" Ms. Lenhart exclaimed sincerely. Charity fidgeted on the couch, still thinking about her brother. "Is something wrong Charity."
"I think my brother is worried about me, I didn't meet him last night, and I don't want him to be bothered about me. He might not go to work today looking for me, and he can't afford to lose his job," Charity's hazel eyes filled with tears, and she wrung her hands, looking appealingly at the woman in whom she was confiding.
"Well, I think something can be done about that. I am sure Mr. Maxwell would be willing to help and if you know where we can find him, maybe we can look for him." She stroked her hair comfortingly and the child snuggled against her, still crying.
Duo watched from the kitchen, having heard the girls outcry, and unable to resist. If she needed to find her brother he would help her.
"Charity, do you think you could
tell Mr. Maxwell this?" Charity shook her head from it's spot,
nestled in Ms. Lenharts shirt. "Why not? I am sure he would be
willing to help you."
"It's not that, I promised
my brother that I wouldn't talk to any men I didn't know," She
hiccuped.
"Oh," She nodded and comprehension crossed her face. "Then can I tell him for you?" Charity muttered something affirmative and Ms. Lenhart smiled. She turned and saw Duo's peeping eyes and smiled indulgently. . . .
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Duo had been filled in on everything he hadn't overheard, and the three of them had immediately set out, an impromptu search party was formed. Duo commanded Ms. Lenhart to stay in the car, with the doors locked while he took Charity into a large brick building. Charity said her brother frequented this place quite often, and he knew she would look for him here. He had a few pals who would probably know where he was, if not here.
Duo made Charity walk behind him, holding on to his shirt. He knocked on the rusted iron door, after a brief pause, it creaked open. Duo peered in, keeping himself erect, and his face closed and fearless. If they saw fear, they would see an oppurtunity, one he didn't want to give him.
Too late.
Quickly, an arm appeared and wrapped around Duo. He felt a knife press into his throat and a trickle of blood seep down his neck. A nasty, hoarse voice whispered into his ear "Aw, the little fly went straight into the spiders web. . . ."
tsuzuku
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[1] I don't know how many counselors you have met but the ones I have actually haven't been very good with kids. shrugs
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