When A Weed Becomes A Rose

Chapter Five:

The next week passed easily. There hadn't been much trouble, although Heero seemed to still stay with Relena. Apparently, he hadn't been able to tell the woman that he was't willing to remain with her. For some reason, he was just unable to tell the woman anything.

Duo didn't mind. He wanted to be able to allow Heero to do whatever it was he wanted to do. It didn't bother him. At least, he kept pushing it through his mind that he didn't care. Too bad, he was still jealous of the woman.

"Hey, Duo, Noin wants us in the meeting room. Apparently, somethings up. All former pilots are being called in," Quatre called, poking his blond head into the office Duo shared with Heero.

"Sure, Quat. I'll let Hee-chan know as soon as he gets in here." Quatre nodded and took in the all black Preventer uniform, shaking his head as he smoothed out his own tan and red one, which was standard issue.

"Duo, when are you going to quit making Une accept such a uniform and start wearing the one that is standard issue?" he asked. Duo's violet eyes gleamed.

"When she's finally done catering to my request, I'll change the uniform. Yet as the foremost known stealth expert here, black is a requirement." Quatre laughed. Only Duo would be able to say something like that, making it seem like Une did it to humor him, instead of something else.

"You're unbelieveable, Duo," Quatre stated with a grin. Duo smiled back, bowing his head.

"Thanks, Q-bean. I'll meet you in the meeting room as soon as I can inform Hee-chan." Quatre nodded and left, having Wufei to alert before he could head to the meeting himself.

Duo smiled, working on the computer that sat on his desk. He had several reports that were due. While Heero had helped with a couple of them since their talk back in Quatre's little shack, he still had enough to handle on his own. The ones he was dealing with, he had needed to do on his own seeing as he had the only information on them in his head.

Heero walked in, his uniform perfectly pressed and spotless. It wasn't anything one wouldn't expect from the former perfect soldier. Duo looked up at Heero as he walked in, a smile on his lips. Heero did look very handsome in it, making Duo's breathing always speed up slightly at his first sight of the Japanese man.

"Morning Duo," Heero said, sending a small smile his way. Duo's smile brightened.

"Well, good morning, Hee-chan. I see the Pink Menace let you out of the house today." Heero's Prussian blue eyes narrowed.

"Shut up, Duo," Heero replied. Duo gave him a wink.

"Sure, whatever you say." He logged off his computer and moved to leave the office. Heero reached out and grabbed Duo's arm before he could walk out the door. Duo blinked at the unsual action and looked up at Heero. For a second, Duo thought he saw a worried and confused expression pass the stoic man's face, but as he looked at Heero closer, there was nothing there.

"Where are you going?" Heero asked, looking into Duo's violet eyes. He had been surprised by the vibrant purple eye color that had met his the first time he had really looked into Duo's eyes. He had been even more surprised when those stunning eyes seemed to echo every emotion Duo felt. From happiness to sadness. There was nothing that was missed in those violet orbs. Heero wondered how someone in their line of work could remain sane and show so much emotion. The answer had been simple.

You don't.

Duo had to be one of the craziest men Heero had ever had the pleasure of meeting. Quatre being on his list of insane pilots as well. Both men were pushed and led by emotions. Those emotions sometimes got the better of them and mistakes happened. Yet through it all, they were the stronger ones of the team.

"We've got a meeting to be at, Hee-chan. It was called just a little before you got here. Being so perfect, I thought you would have known about this already."

"Of course," he replied, lying through his teeth. Heero hadn't known about it. Yet Duo had asked him as if he had expected Heero to know, so he had simply agreed to it. Heero knew Duo abhored lies, but for some reason, he always pushed him to lie, in some way, shape, or form. He just didn't know why. Duo's smile faultered just a little, as it always did when Heero gave a false answer, but he seemed to bounce back instantly.

"Good. Then let go so we can go. The meeting won't wait for us, you know," he replied, his eyes shimmering with mirth once more. Heero nodded and dropped Duo's arm. He sometimes felt as if he would never understand the braided man standing beside him. Duo smiled his usual grin and wrapped his arm through Heero's bent one. Heero started at the action.

Since their time together in the cabin, Duo had been showing his love for the Japanese man in every look, touch, and action he did while around him. Heero wasn't certain what his reaction to such a things should be, but it was finding that he enjoyed being with Duo a lot. Even more than the time he spent with Relena.

"Hn," he replied, yet led the way. Heero had come to accept that if it was outrageous and something no one else would possibly dare, then Duo would be the first one trying it. In fact, Duo did everything there was to do. A list of which was so long it was impossible to write down on anything.

The meeting had been a simple one. Of which Duo had been the most needed. A simple mission of going in, rigging things to blow, and getting out. Heero was to assist and the other pilots were to make certain Heero and Duo were perfectly safe.

While it was a fairly easy mission, there was a reason why it was the former pilots who were called in and not someone else. The place in question belonged to a well know and hated gun runner. One who also dabbled in drug running as well. Thus, the best was required to slip in and out undetected without threat of the one slipping in and getting killed. Duo, being a best stealth expert, and Heero, who was perfect when teamed with Duo, were the top canidates for this task. Thus, Duo simply got more maniac and Heero got more silent. It was the kind of job the Perfect Solider and Shinigami would handle without mistakes.

They were in and out without incident. The others had left the second they were clear of the house. The minute they were far enough away, Heero pushed Duo down and pressed his body on top of him, protecting the braided man with his own body.

Duo gasped at the feel of having Heero above him, pressing his delicious weight onto him. Sure, it was because Heero just wanted to protect him from the blast that suddenly ripped through the area, but it was also one of his fantasies that he had had for a long time.

"Remind me to replace that watch," he grumbled on top of Duo. Duo blinked from his fantasy induced stupor and stared at Heero.

"Huh? What watch?" Heero looked down at him.

"I used your watch on the time-bomb," he said. Duo blinked. That was why Heero had asked for his watch earlier? "It's possibly in wristwatch heaven by now." Duo continued to stare at the man on top of him.

"Hee-chan! Why my watch!" Heero snorted.

"Because I don't have a watch." Duo pouted at that.

"Hee-chan," he whined softly.

"I'll get you a new one." Duo smiled. In his mind, he'd rather have Heero than a new watch, but he didn't say that.

"Hn," was all he shot back, using Heero's favorite thing to answer with.

"Do you want to see the remains of the place?" he asked. Duo shook his head.

"Naw, I'm enjoying being right where I'm at." He suddenly turned pink, realizing he had spoke before thinking. That could be a bad habit around Heero.

Heero blinked, only just then feeling something firm pressed against his stomach. "I thought you gave up carrying a gun," he said, turning Duo even redder. "Even if you haven't, it should be in a holster so you don't shoot yourself." Duo was now twelve different shades of red and looking at anything but Heero.

"Um, don't worry about it, Hee-chan. It's nothing."

"Baka. At least pull it out of your pants before you knick an artery or something." Heero then reached between them as he began to push himself up, looking for his partner's firearm. Almost instantly, Duo's hand shot out to stop Heero's search.

"Um, that's not the kind of gun that can kill. Well. . .it can. . .but not in the manner you mean so don't worry about it. It's cool. Really." Heero belatedly figures out what Duo was talking about and scrambles away as if he'd been burned.

"I. . .Gomen. . ." He looked away, a little embarrassed himself. Duo was still really red himself.

"Again, don't worry about it, Hee-chan. Easy mistake."

"So make it go away already," Heero said as he stood, glancing down at Duo to notice he still had an erection. Duo blinked at the remark.

"I can't just make a hard-on vanish, Hee-chan. It will go down in a little while. It's all cool." Duo stood up, brushing off his clothes and shifting them to make himself feel more comfortable.

"Why not? It's inefficient. You should have better control of body, Maxwell."

"It's also normal when you're turned on and want to do something you really shouldn't," Duo answered.

"What do you mean by that?" Heero interjected. Duo stared at his partner who was staring back at him. He then rolled his eyes and turned away, standing in the shadows while watching the building go up in flames.

"It's nothing. Ignore the rantings of a crazy man," Duo said, his voice soft. He really didn't like this. It was getting into an area he wasn't certain Heero would be able to handle at this moment in time.

Heero moved over to Duo, placing a hand on his shoulder. "Are you trying to tell me that you can't control it at will? That this reaction happens when you're sexually stimulated?" Duo shivered, his eyes closing at the feel of Heero so close. He nodded in answer.

"Are you telling me you can control such bodily actions at will?" Duo shot back.

"Of course," Heero answered, which made Duo raise an eyebrow, even though he didn't say anything in return. "Can I ask something else?" Duo's violet eyes blinked open.

"Sure."

"Was I the stimulus?" Duo's face flared a bright red once more and he didn't turn to look back at Heero.

"Yeah," he answered softly. Heero was amused by such an admission and for once, it actually showed on his face, even if Duo couldn't see it.

"Interesting," Heero replied. Duo's eyes turned on Heero then, taking in his expression and his eyes narrowed slightly.

"How in the hell is this interesting?" Heero shrugged.

"It just is. I didn't know men couldn't control erectile activity. I even find it very amusing that I qualify as stimuli for such a reaction." Duo smiled softly then.

"Heero, I'm gay. I had a very hadnsome man on top of me, fulfilling half og my wildest dreams, and then you're amused over the fact I couldn't control it?" he questioned.

"Yes. Presicely," Heero answered. Duo smiled softly. Yet Heero's face soon became confused. "Wait, what's the other half?" He then thought harder. "For that matter, what was the first half of your dreams?"

Duo shook his head, his braid flying back and forth, but not hitting Heero. "Nevermind. I've said too much all ready. Come on, let's go to my place and finish this discussion. I don't feel that this is a good area to have this kind of discussion in." Heero looked crushed for a second, like a small furry animal that had been kicked hard.

"Gomen Duo. I wasn't thinking." Duo shrugged and placed an arm around Heero's shoulders.

"Don't worry about it. It's not your fault. Let's go home and see if we can clear matters up." Heero nodded and let Duo lead him toward the place they had once called home together, fully expecting to learn more about Duo and his explanation, even if Duo was set to be entirely against the subject.