Chapter 4

/*/Duo, dressed in black jeans and a green T-shirt with Marvin the Martian on the front, sat in a large lounge chair in the living room with the music blasting and a book in hand. He was enjoying one of those rare moments where he was allowed total control of the house. The others were out and he was alone. And an added bonus was that Kek hadn't bothered him all day long. So there he sat, kicking his feet to the beat when suddenly the music shut off. Startled, he fell out of his chair and scrambled to his feet and came face to face with Heero. A smiling Heero. 'Heero? Smiling?' Duo thought, 'Oh I hope someone finds all my body parts.'

"H-Heero, are you alright?" Duo ask cautiously

"Yeah," He said looking Duo's body over.

Duo was getting nervous. And when Duo was nervous, he babbled. "Look, Heero it was me who put the peanut butter and banana sandwich in Wing Gundam, not Wufei like I said it was. I just thought you might have wanted a snack. I had no idea we'd get a mission before you had the chance to eat it. I'll do you laundry for a week if you want. Well maybe that wouldn't be such a good idea since I'll probably shrink your shorts again. Oops! Did I say again? I'm sorry! I..."

"It's ok."

"Nani?"

"It's ok," Heero said never taking his eyes off Duo's body.

Duo blinked a few times and sat back down in his chair and picked up his book. He attempted to concentrate on reading but it was kind of hard considering Heero was standing so close to him he could feel the heat radiating off his well-toned body. Nervous and a little excited by Heero's closeness Duo asked, " What do you want Heero?" He looked over his shoulder, expecting an answer.

Heero's gaze turned hungry as he swept his eyes over Duo once more. "You," came his short reply.

Duo choked. Had he heard right? Heero wanted...him? His mind didn't have time to let that fact sink in before he felt Heero's lips on his. The kiss was gentle and sweet at first but quickly turned hard and passionate. Despite all the thoughts running through his head, Duo responded to the kiss eagerly. All too soon the kiss ended, but even gundam pilots must come up for air.

"...Wow... just plain wow," Duo panted, eyes glazed over with lust.

Heero smirked smugly and pulled Duo against him letting him know without words what he wanted. Duo groaned at the very thought. He soon started to nip at the braided pilot's neck, smirking inwardly at every passion-filled moan and pleading whimper he could draw out from him. As he slowly moved Duo over to the couch, he reached under Duo's shirt and removed his pants.

Duo was in heaven, or a reasonable substitute. The feel of Heero's lips on his neck almost caused his knees to give out. It was his weak point and knowing the perfect soldier, he'd probably exploit that weakness. He dimly noted that Heero was guiding him toward the couch. As he felt Heero discarding his clothes, he impatiently fumbled with removing Heero's ever-present green tank top. Suddenly Heero grasped both of Duo's wrists and pinned them behind his back. Duo's lust-filled eyes widened in shock and wondered if he did something wrong.

Heero chuckled. "In due time, koi," he purred again Duo's neck, causing the braided youth to shiver.

It didn't take long before Duo's clothes were scattered across the room, leaving him clad in only his black silk boxers. Face flushed and panting, Duo watched as Heero stood up. His whimper of protest was cut short by the sight of him slowly pulling his tank top over his head. He held his tank top in one hand and gazed down at Duo.

"Beautiful..." Heero said, barely above a whisper.

Speechless, Duo did all he could... he blushed.

"I want to remember you this way. Filled with love, lust, and innocence." Heero then dropped his tank top, revealing a gun in his hand. He held it up and pointed it directly at Duo's head.

Too stunned to move, Duo looked into Heero's suddenly cold eyes. "Heero...why?" he asked, tears streaming down his porcelain face.

"Ai shiteru, Duo."

BANG! /*/

Duo sat up and awoke with a start, breathing hard and sweating. Maniacal laughter was echoing through his head, mocking him. Kek was mocking him. Duo knew he couldn't take this sort of torture for long. He'd go insane. And if that happened there was no telling what Kek would do to him or his friends. Duo buried his head in his hands and gave a moan of defeat.

"Sleep well?" a voice questioned.

Duo jerked his head toward the voice and spotted the same blond man from the forest perched on his windowsill. Duo stared for a few seconds before his training kicked in. In one fluid movement, he grabbed his gun from his nightstand and aimed it directly at the man's head.

"What the hell do you want?" he asked, head still spinning from his nightmare. "How'd you get passed the security system?"

"I have my ways. Right now all I want is just an answer," the man responded calmly, seemingly undisturbed by the gun aimed at him, ready to kill.

Duo hesitated for a moment then decided to answer the man's question. //It'll be a nice final request, // both Duo and Kek thought.

"Fine!" Duo shouted, "I slept lousy and my head is killing me!"

In more ways than one. Kek snickered.

Duo mentally growled at his "alter ego".

"I wouldn't do that if I were you. It'll only encourage him," the man stated matter-of-factly.

Duo stared at the man, speechless, as did Kek. Suddenly Kek raised his defenses again. Duo didn't like the effect that man had on him.

The man hopped off the windowsill and crossed the room to the light switch, the barrel of Duo's gun never leaving him. Once he turned the lights on he looked at Duo. Duo got a better look at the man. He still had the same clothes he had on in the forest minus the trench coat.

//Those eyes// again crossed Duo's mind.

Who cares about his eyes? Just shoot him! Kek screamed from within.

"No. Wait. I know those eyes," Duo mumbled, barely drowning out Kek's influence.

Shoot him I said! Kek yelled once again. He tried to increase his power over Duo's mind and get him to pull the trigger.

Duo growled and bore the pain Kek's intentions were causing him. He couldn't hurt this man. Something about his eyes was familiar and comforting to him.

Kill him now! More pain.

"Those eyes are..." More resistance.

During all this time, the mysterious man had been slowly advancing toward Duo. Offering his support for Duo's inner struggle.

Damn you! Kill him! Another powerful shot of pain coursed through Duo's head.

"Those eyes... are from..." Duo's world began to tilt and spin. He reached out his hand to the blond man, gun forgotten, and steadied himself on his shoulder. That slight touch caused Kek to scream and retreat to a small corner of Duo's subconscious, to be neglected for a short time. "...From my past..." with that finally said, Duo collapsed forward on to the man's broad chest.

The man looked down and cradled the braided boy to him and smiled.

"You did well young master," the man said tenderly, pushing Duo's bangs from his sweaty forehead.

"Heh," Duo panted, "You were always there for me, Christian." Exhausted, Duo fell into a dreamless sleep, feeling safe for the first time since this whole thing started.

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