Disclaimers: Not mine, not even going to dream that they are mine. Just took them out for a spin, did a little torture and returned them home nice and slightly tortured.

Warnings: Waaaaaaaaay too much sap in this one. General warnings such as OOCs, shounen ai, slightly more graphic dreams and pre lemons that Tsu is used to writing. But don't worry, Tsu still doesn't write lemons.

A/N: This a fusion with a yaoi manga that I picked up called 'Colors'. Some parts are reflective of the manga, others are just me putting things in. Hehehe, I promised myself no fusion fics, but I couldn't help it. Even I got hyperglycaemia from reading it. Too sweet, toooo sweet. Perhaps someone who has read this can tell me if I am infringing anything by writing how I did.

Letters Back Home

Part 4

Horrible Hilde

No, you are delusional. We aren't a couple. Please get your head out of the toilet. The websites you sent me are completely out of line. Informational, but completely out of line.

Does the phrase 'my eyes, my eyes' mean anything to you?

And what the hell do you mean by blackmail material? That naked woman in bed picture is your fault. Now you want me to tell you everything between me and Heero? I can't believe you!

Pissed and disgusted,

Duo

XXxxXX

"…okay?"

Duo rested his chin on his palm, staring off into space. Those horrible, well not horrible, but embarrassing sites that Hilde gave him were now etched into his mind. For some reason, he thought about the dream he had about Heero when they first met.

"Duo," Heero waved his hand in front of the other boy's face. "Are you listening to me?"

Duo started. "Uhm?? Hmm? What?" Heero's face swam into view and for a moment he was reminded of the dream… the one where his lips were buried in Heero's… A slow, hot flush started creeping up his neck and proceeded to take over the majority of his face.

"I was saying that I am coming over to you room after school. We have some studying to do," Heero rolled his eyes in exasperation.

Duo was mesmerised by the movement of Heero's lips, his eyes tracing them as the other boy spoke. If it was possible, he grew even redder. He now looked like he had a very bad sunburn. "Y…yeah… sure… no problem."

Heero narrowed his eyes, looking at Duo. "Are you alright? You looked rather flushed." He leaned closer, peering deeply into the American's face. He reached up and pressed his hand to Duo's forehead. "Hmm… you don't feel feverish."

Duo was stunned speechless; completely mesmerised by the handsome face now only a few inches from his. Heero's eyes were so beautiful, so deep and dark, like the deepest oceans. Duo felt like he could drown in them. His lashes were also so long, and they look like dark fans highlighted on bronze cheeks. Blue/violet eyes dipped slightly, and Duo found his attention glued to a pair of soft pink lips. They were perfectly moulded, like the rest of Heero's body, and they look horribly tasty, delicious even. Duo wondered what it would be like to touch them… with his own.

His mind drifted to the dream once again. Heero's lips had tasted soft and warm but infinitely sweet in his dream. Would they continue to do so in real life? Would they feel like Heero's hands? Would they make him feel secured and comforted as well? Unconsciously, Duo lifted his hands, bringing them closer to cup Heero's cheeks. He wanted to hold them there forever, keep Heero close to him.

Heero's smooth, soft skin was only a hair's breath from his hand, the soft heat of the Japanese ghosting over his sensitive palms. Those eyes, those blue, blue eyes. They were so close now, so large, so perfect so…

"Duo," Heero asked a little concerned. "Are you alright? Your face looks kind of puffy. Are you having an allergic reaction to something?"

Duo yelped loudly, and flung himself back. What was he thinking? What was he doing? He was going to kiss Heero, he had wanted to kiss Heero. Oh God, what was wrong with him? Heero was his friend. One didn't kiss one's friends… did they?

Unfortunately for Duo, the desk behind him couldn't support his weight and he sent it toppling to the floor. Everything scattered with a loud crash.

"Duo!" Heero called out, running over to his friend's side. "Are you okay?"

Duo just laid there, a little dazed. His mind was reeling. He had almost kissed his friend, not just any friend, but a guy friend. It must be the dream, he was thinking about the dream. The dream where he nearly ra… took Heero in a most inappropriate fashion. He flushed again. Of course, then he realised his position. He was sprawled all over the floor, and attracting a gathering throng of concerned friends.

"Duo, are you alright?" Mei Lan, was squatting at his side, looking at him with worry in her eyes. Apparently, he had made no move to pick himself up from his awkward sprawl for a long while now.

Heero was yanking off various pieces of furniture from Duo's side. "Don't move. You might have broken something."

Wu Fei was now at Mei Lan's side as well. "What happened?" He asked urgently.

"I'm fine," Duo waved his hand at everyone, snapping out of his daze. "Nothing broken."

"Are you sure?" Heero asked, catching Duo's flailing hand and pulling him up.

The moment Duo's hand came into contact with Heero's a flush stole up skin again. He nodded jerkily. He stood there while he proved to Heero that he didn't need to visit the nurses' office before he could move out of the observant eyes of his friends.

"So we are going to study today?" Duo asked, quickly packing up his stuff, unable to look Heero in the face.

Heero frowned, looking at Duo for a moment before nodding. "Yes, if you are up to it."

Duo nodded vehemently, still looking at his hands. He let out sigh of relief as Heero moved away to clear his own things while Trowa and Quatre helped Wu Fei to put the fallen desks back in place. He felt a slap on the back of the head.

"What's wrong with you?" Trowa asked, obviously amused. "It's not everyday we see Duo Maxwell fall off his seat."

"He was flailing like a fish even," Quatre laughed openly, leaning against the desks, gasping for breath. He was attacked rather viciously by a crushed ball of paper.

"Duo," Heero called out, waiting for his friend by the door. "Bye everyone." He waved at everyone while waiting for Duo to catch up with him.

The American slung his back across his shoulder and bade a quick farewell with his friends before taking off with the Japanese. He kept in stride with Heero as they walked back to the dorms, all the time staring at his own feet. He couldn't believe what he almost did. He nearly molested his friend, his best friend. How could he ever face Heero again? He was an animal, a true animal. The trip back was rather silent, with Heero shooting his friend concerned looks ever so often. Duo knew Heero was confused at this sudden silence but he couldn't face the Japanese even if his life depended on it. The door to his dorm was quickly opened and both boys fell into it.

Heero dropped inelegantly on the carpeted floor and started dragging out his books, spreading them all over. Duo eased himself opposite his friend, sneaking peeks at the Japanese. He couldn't help it, but he couldn't get his eyes off the other's lips. He wondered yet again how it would feel to have them pressed against his own.

No, no, no!! He shook his head furiously. He was not Hentai Hilde pervert. He would not have hentai thoughts about his friend. He felt Heero's boring gaze but he couldn't meet the other's eyes. Nothing above the neck, nothing!

"Duo," Heero started, his voice low and serious, causing Duo to look up at him.

"Yeah?" Duo muttered a little shyly. His friend had a very odd expression dancing about in his face.

"Have you kissed anyone before?" The dark haired teen asked, not a trace of embarrassment in sight.

"Wh… wha… wha… what?" Duo backed up a little. What should he answer, yes or no, the truth of not? Has he kissed anyone… in his dreams? Yes, Heero. Has he kissed anyone? Almost, also Heero.

Heero took a deep breath. "Well, because I want to kiss you." He stopped, looking at Duo. "Can I?"

Duo knew he was dreaming. He had to be. There was no way he was awake. He had come home and halfway through studying he had fallen asleep. That had to be it. He was dreaming a nice little dream. Heero couldn't have possibly read his mind. He couldn't have known Duo had almost kissed him today, couldn't know that…

"I'm sorry if this came as a surprise," Heero started to get a slight tinge of red around his cheeks at Duo's prolonged silence. He hurried on to explain. "It's just that I've been thinking about… you and I for a long while now. We have gotten pretty close and I… well…" he smiled. "I want to be closer to you," he leaned in, touching Duo on the arm. "I want to touch you, I… I even want to kiss you."

Duo's jaw became unhinged at that. He wasn't going to be a molester! Heero wanted to molest him as well! While that thought should seriously disturb him, he found that it brought him joy instead. Maybe the thought of mutual molesting was rather interesting.

Heero sighed. "Look, Duo, I'm sorry I brought that up. Perhaps you think it is odd that I would want to kiss a guy. I'm sorry, I…"

"No!" Duo yelled, startling them both. "It's not that, I was just shocked. Well you see, I wanted to kiss you too. I mean I nearly did it in class today. But I was thinking you would think it is weird, so I didn't do anything. I didn't know you wanted to kiss me too. I am actually really flattered about that. You didn't know but the first time I met you, I had this dream. I was kissing you and I enjoyed it. I hoped that I would get another chance in real life and… mph…" His long litany of incoherent babble was cut off by Heero's hand over his mouth.

"I get it," the blue eyed boy smiled. "We have been thinking the same thing again."

Duo answered the smile with a grin of his own. The two of them continued to look at each other, crouched on their knees. "Well?" Duo prodded.

Heero looked faintly abashed. "Well… do you know what we should do?"

"This is your first time too?" Duo felt oddly please. Mouth virgins, both of them. What the hell was a mouth virgin? Something only his screwed up mind could conceive probably.

"You have?"

Duo shook his head vehemently. "Neither have I actually. Well, from what I see in the movies don't you just stick your mouths together?" He cocked his head.

Heero stroked his chin with one finger. "Hmm… don't they involve tongue or something?"

Both scrunched up their faces in disgust at the same time.

"One thing at a time," Duo said, banishing the thought of that kind of kissing for now.

"Alright," Heero said agreeably.

The two continued to stare at each other rather indecisively.

"Someone should be doing something," Duo muttered, flushing slightly. Two clueless virgins in a room.

Heero took a deep breath and moved forward, capturing Duo's shoulders in his arms. "Since I suggested it, I should be the one."

"You just want to be the aggressor," Duo teased accusingly.

Heero shrugged, leaning closer, pursing his lips in preparation of a kiss. Duo did the same, leaning up a little. They stared at each other, both faces screwed up in what was supposed to be the 'right' expression when exchanging a kiss. A soft stain started growing on each their cheeks.

Then it was just too much. Duo thought they looked like monkeys in pain and burst into laughter a split second before Heero joined him. Soon both of them were reduced to giggling helplessly on the floor as they stared at each other.

"I… can't…" Heero said in between giggles. "It's too… funny."

Duo nodded in agreement. "I can't do it if I am looking at you. Hmmm… maybe if I closed my eyes?"

"That would be wise," Heero agreed.

Duo complied easily.

Heero felt a little more at ease without having Duo's eyes staring back at him. He knelt in front of the other boy, resting his hands lightly on Duo's shoulders. Alright, now for the kiss. He leaned to the left, trying and not quite reaching the other boy's lips. He tried again, leaning to the right. Still no success.

"Duo, I think you need to tip your head back," Heero barely managed to suppress his own laughter. This was getting ridiculous. Who ever thought kissing would involve so much… aiming.

Duo lifted his head, giving Heero a clear target of a pair of strawberry red lips. The American needed to drink more water, too red lips meant lack of water usually. Heero would remind him later. But first… the kiss.

Heero released a breath and quickly leaned in pressing their lips together. A thrill of something shot through both of their noses before they realise it was pain. They had managed to smush their lips and noses together and it freaking hurt.

"I think we need to angle our heads a little better," Duo licked his lips self consciously. Despite his aching nose, his lips were tingling with the contact. He reached out and tilted Heero's lips to the right. Then he angled his own to the left.

"Round two," Heero smiled before swooping in for the kill.

After the initial shock had faded, Duo leaned more comfortably into Heero's embrace. His eyes fluttered close as he savoured the feel of the other's lips resting tantalisingly on his own. Arms tightened around Duo as the American held Heero tighter to him.

It was exactly like the dream, nothing les but infinitely more precious. Heero was everything Duo imagined, everything he dreamed off. His lips were soft and dry, warm and soothing. It was exactly like his hands. They made Duo feel safe, warm and protected. Something within his soul had called out to Heero from the beginning and he felt as if his question was being answered. There was something growing inside him, he couldn't really see what but as the kiss deepened that part grew bigger, spreading wider.

It was as second, it was a lifetime but as soon as it started, it ended. Heero pulled away and looked deeply into Duo's dazed expression. His dark blue eyes darkened even further to almost appear black.

"Well?" Heero whispered the question, his chest heaving slightly. "How is it this time?"

Duo blinked at his… boyfriend now? He probably felt exactly like how Heero looked. "Don't know," he smirked.

"One more time then," Heero grinned, his head descending one more.

The small isolated part within Duo's soul continued to spread, moving outwards, filling him with a familiar yet long forgotten feeling. It was in that moment, he knew what it was. Heero was repainting the 'blue' within him.

XXxxXX

No Hilde! No pictures. Leave me alone. Yes, he is a God. No, we are not lovers… yet… I think.

Gaaaah, you are confusing me, leave me alone!

Your annoyed brother,

Duo

tbc…

Tsu wonders if everyone is being over 'sapped' at the moment…