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 6

Yo

I probably wouldn't be writing for a while. Heero has arranged a camping trip over the next few days and we are going to this really nice lakeside resort. Get that look off your face, pervert. It isn't going to be like that… well, it would have been if Quatre and the guys hadn't invited themselves. So now, it isn't going to be like that.

And no, you still can't borrow those books.

Duo

XXxxXX

Duo ran excitedly to the edge of the bridge and stared down at the magnificent waterfall. It fell almost a hundred feet into a valley surrounding by sheer cliffs and it pooled there. Far below, he saw a snaking wooden bridge across the expanse of the pool. Smaller waterfalls peppered the deep valley within. Overall, it was an absolutely breathtaking scene.

He turned to Heero, his eyes shining brightly. "This place if fabulous," he breathed, throwing his arms around the boy who walked up to him, hefting both their bags over his shoulder.

Heero pressed a quick kiss to Duo's cheek, tugging his braid playfully. "Yes, it is, and you need to thank Treize for it."

The American teen turned to face the gorgeous scenery again, leaning precariously over the wooden fence that kept overeager visitors from plunging to their deaths. He noted Heero was keeping a secure fist around his braid.

"He bought time share in a place like this? And he didn't want to come?" Duo asked incredulously.

Heero smiled, wrapping an arm around Duo's waist. "Well, he did have a show opening at one of his galleries. Since we were around the area, he gave us the tickets. Are you going to question good luck?"

Duo shook his head vehemently, sending his long rope of hair swinging from side to side. "I am going trekking and swimming and diving and exploring and…"

The Japanese boy was used to his boyfriend running off at the mouth nowadays, especially when he was excited. He used a rather pleasurable but sure fire method to shut Duo up. Once Duo's mouth had other things to do, he melted instinctively against Heero. As usual, thoughts of consummating their relationship roared back to life. He held Heero tightly to him, as if wanting the other boy to melt into him. It was inevitable that two kissing partners would need to come up for air but the couple remained in each other's embrace a little longer.

"I've never said it before, but I think you already know this," Heero whispered, his lips inches from Duo's ear. "But I love you."

Duo stiffened a brief moment before liquefying in Heero's arms. He knew the Japanese teen loved him, it went without saying but to hear it coming from Heero's lips that was a different matter altogether. He pulled Heero in for another soul searing kiss that said everything. "I love you too, Heero," he whispered against the other's lips.

Heero stroked the creamy smooth cheeks with the pad of his thumb, unable to take his eyes off the other boy. "Maybe we can finally spend some time together…"

"Yeah," Duo agreed. "Without the Three Muskrats coming around and saying…"

"Hey guys, why didn't you wait for us?" Quatre complained, dragging his overfilled knapsack behind him.

"You just took off like that, leaving us alone," Trowa added, coming from behind the blond.

Wu Fei huffed up the incline that lead to the entrance of the valley and continued panting. He bent over, resting his hands on his knees. "You… you… run… can't… not… wait… throw…"

"Huh?" The other four boys said in unison.

Duo pouted looking at Heero. He gave his boyfriend a look that promptly said, 'so much for privacy'. He dearly wished Heero hadn't said anything about the trip in front of them but the Japanese teen had been so excited that they could finally spent some time alone without undue interruption from their friends that he had blurted their plans out in plain view.

Things were made worse when Quatre heard about it. He had crowed in delight at such a lovely plan for all of them to go for a holiday together. He would just book more rooms in the same resort that they were staying it. It would be just like a sleepover.

Duo dove for Heero then, who had his arms stretched out and fully prepared to commit blondicide. It took Duo a good forty five minutes to calm the irate Japanese down. So here was the situation, Quatre had decided to get rooms 'as close to the two as possible' since they would probably sleep in the same room anyway, which caused another insurgence of blondicidal thoughts. Duo didn't know what Heero did, but seeing the gleam in those dark blue eyes could only spell trouble. Later that day, a dejected Quatre marched toward them and announced that the resort was fully booked. Heero had managed to suppress a cackle of victory before the Arabian continued by announcing that they did manage to get rooms at the chalets, which were about ten minutes from the main resort. So, they were all headed in the same way anyway.

They had driven up all the way from Sanc to this resort. Five boys sitting in a car for three hours with two in the back that can't seem to get their hands off each other. It was agony for the other three but Heero thought it was just deserts. The moment they had hit the countryside Duo had promptly forgotten of the person sitting next to him. He had his nose pressed up against the window of the Range Rover ooohing and aaahing over the beautiful landscape. Heero had found it amusing to watch such an innocent reaction to beauty.

Then Duo had taken off the moment the car stopped. He was buzzing around like a bee.

Wu Fei took a deep breath. "Do not try to shake us. We came together."

Heero snorted, as they made their way toward the steep incline that led to the valley beneath. "You three came together. I came with Duo." To emphasise that point, he wrapped his fingers around the braided boy's and was awarded a sweet smile.

The trek down took approximately half and hour and by the time they reached the resort, they were all tired. Rooms were quickly found for all five, with Quatre, Trowa and Wufei sharing a chalet near one of the smaller waterfalls and Heero and Duo sharing a room together.

It was clear the Three Muskrats weren't too comfortable with the sleeping arrangements. After all, with what those two did in public, what would they do in private? But noting the drooping American and the already moody Japanese, it was best to save the arguments and let them be.

"Besides," Trowa observed. "I seriously doubt they would be doing anything tonight."

Quatre yawned. "Yeah, they're probably too tired."

That wasn't the case however.

Duo sat on the bed, which just happened to be a double, his heart pounding in trepidation. They had apparently run out of twin beds. It was peak season at the resort. He was holding onto his bag, feeling like a damn blushing virgin bride on her, er, his wedding night while waiting for the groom, Heero, to finish his shower. He wished his brought his reference books with him tonight, at least he would stop feeling so nervous. His sharp ears picked up the moment the shower was switched off and soon after, the bathroom door peeked open.

"Duo, your turn," Heero walked out, wearing nothing but a robe and looking completely refreshed.

Duo nodded nervously and sprinted for the shower. The hot, almost scalding water was a balm to his tired body but it did nothing to calm the turmoil in his mind. What was going to happen tonight? To him… to them? Their desire for each other was evident but were they ready to take the next step? Did Heero want to? Was Duo going to be taking things into his own hands and be completely rejected and wholly humiliated?

He stepped out of the shower and started drying his long hair. Perhaps he should just cut it off. It was rather impractical to keep it so long but Heero loved his hair. He constantly touched it, played with it, sniffed it and tickled Duo with it. Once done, he quickly reshaped the braid and tied off the end. He took a long look in the mirror.

"Calm down," he scolded his reflection, pressing one hand over his thudding heart. Tying his bathrobe closed, he walked out into the room, taking a deep breath. He was met with Heero sitting in front of the TV set, seemingly glued to it. "Heero?" He called out cautiously. "What are you doing?"

Heero waved him over "Come, come. Have a look at this channel. This is what living in hotels are all about."

Duo frowned curiously walking closer. He sat down next to Heero, looking at the screen. "Aaaack… Heero!" He groaned. Of all the things to find, Heero had to find the 'blue' channel. There was currently two figure on the screen locked in, er… embrace.

"What?" Heero gave him a look of mock innocence. "Are you telling me you have never seen these sorts of thing before?" He smiled, taking a swing out of a canned drink.

The American teen bit his lip, unsure of what to say. Seen? Of course. With Heero, someone whom he was trying hard not to imagine in those positions he was seeing on TV? Definitely not. "What are you drinking?" He asked, trying to change the topic.

"Oh this?" Heero lifted his can, which turned out to be alcohol.

Oh crap, lowered inhibitions and all that jazz. Duo might just not be the one to start things off. He stared agog as Heero tilted the can and took a deep swallow. "Hey, are you drunk or something?"

Heero put the half empty beer can on the floor. "What are you doing looking at me? Let's watch the show." He scooted behind Duo, took the other boy's head into his hand and trained them on the screen. "Come on, let's watch watch watch…"

Suddenly, Duo couldn't take his eyes off the screen even as a bright blush spread across his face. To make things worse, he felt and embarrassing stirring in between his legs. This didn't look good.

"Duo," Heero said, his tone husky. One hand came up to caress Duo's nape. He was turned around to face Heero.

"Yes?" Duo was nervous at the rather predatory gleam in Heero's eyes.

"Let's do it."

"Wh… what?" Duo spluttered, completely floored by the request. Also, he was constantly distracted by the soft touches from Heero's warm hands.

"You don't want to?"

"With you," Duo moaned as Heero's hands dipped into the opening of his robe. "Yes, I want to."

Heero grinned. "Good." He playfully pinched Duo's nipples, causing a rather unpredicted reaction.

Duo yelped in surprise, holding his boyfriend at arms length. "Whoa… wait, wait, wait!"

"Huh? I thought you just said you wanted to?" Heero dropped his hands to his lap, looking a little confused and quite hurt.

Duo winced, rubbing his temples. "No, I meant… who is going to… what?" His voice lowered in embarrassment.

Heero's grin came back in full force. "I started it, so… I'll top." Without further ado, he pushed Duo onto the bed, kissing him deeply.

Duo felt vaguely cheated. He was the one that did all the research, he was the one that could no longer step into Howard's shop. He deserved to top. Besides, he didn't read anything about being the bottom. Damn, he should have brought his reference books! He felt Heero pulling apart his robe and his soft lips exploring his bare chest.

"Leave it up to me, I bought a lot of books from Howard's shop, just for this," Heero murmured, raising his head to gift Duo with a confident smile.

Now Duo knew why Howard had condoms. He was probably anticipating Duo's arrival as well. Damn. Now they both can't set foot into that bookshop ever again. He jumped as he felt a trail of something wet crawling up his chest. It was centred around his torso but it was creating reaction else where. His entire body was getting hot and… weird. He told Heero that.

"Don't worry. It just means that you are getting into it," Heero assured. "It's going to feel a whole lot better in a while. I promise." He leaned over again, this time targeting Duo's sensitised nub.

It hurt. "Hey, Heero, no matter how hard you suck, nothing's going to come out," Duo commented tartly.

Heero chuckled softly. "I don't think anything would come out if it was a girl's as well, Duo." He flicked Duo's nose teasingly. "Look, trust me okay?"

Duo nodded, willing his body to relax.

"Good, let's try again."

What could Duo say about sex? He didn't really have the words to explain it. It hurt yes, but more than not, with the right person, those hurts become insignificant. It was a deeper sharing than kissing, deeper sharing than anything he had ever felt before. It was explosive, it was mind blowing, it was, with Heero, perfect.

The tensed muscles of his body slowly relaxed as he slowly felt himself seeping into Heero as Heero melted into him. What was once two different beings slowly unravelled throughout the whole process. They came together, floating in an endless sea of pleasure to bind themselves tightly together, forming a new being. They were like lost little children now finding a new home.

Duo saw light, miniscule particles of light. They were Heero's colours and they were all flowing into him.

XXxxXX

It was always the same. It was blue, everything was blue. It was always blue.

He floated in a sea of it, weightless and comforting. He could hear a soothing thudding sound, slow and measured. It was soon accompanied by two faster pounding, but just as measured, just as soothing. He curled up feeling the warmth envelope him.

There was someone next to him, sleeping in the same small space. He couldn't see the other person but he felt him there, always. He had been there with him since the beginning of his consciousness. He really wanted to see that other person.

He hoped this time he would.

Duo opened his eyes, fully expecting to see a ringing alarm clock once again. He started when he saw a face relaxed in slumber and head full of messy brown hair.

"Heero," he whispered, smiling.

In that moment, he felt complete.

XXxxXX

Hey Hilde,

Yeah, we had fun. It was great. We went jungle trekking, went diving off the waterfall. Before you freak, it was the smaller ones, okay. The area there was so pristine. It was so ethereal. You should go there some time.

We all got to know each other better. Quatre has twenty-nine sisters. Can you imagine that? I can imagine having twenty-nine of you running around. I would be institutionalised within one day. Oh yeah, remember that really nice diamond necklace you liked? Well, his family owns that chain, as well as five diamond mines as well. No, I won't be getting it for you.

Trowa's family is in the circus. How great is that? I mean remember the days when we wanted to run away with circus? Wait… I think it was you trying to sell me off to the circus, you freak! Anyway, his sister Catherine throws knives at him.

And Wu Fei. My little protector comes from a very old Chinese family. Apparently, his girlfriend Mei Lan isn't his girlfriend but his bride. They were promised to each other at a very young age. And where ever Wu Fei goes Mei Lan goes as well. His personal stalker. How scary.

You don't need to know about Heero. But we really did have fun. There were parts of the resorts that you had to swim in them naked so not to pollute the water. I took some pictures of us and have forwarded it to you.

And to your questions. No, I don't know how well Heero is hung. No, you can't borrow those books. I don't know if Heero is a virgin. No, he is not my lover. Stop asking these questions you big freak!

Duo

tbc…

Phew… this was hard to write, even though Tsu cheated and by passed the lemon. So… guys, just use your ahem, imagination about how hot hero/duo lovin' was, okay? And… trust me, it was HOT!

'ducks from rotten tomatoes'

Next chappie will be a slight fast forward and the introduction of the tiniest bit of angst.