Disclaimers & Warnings: See First Chapter

"Movies"

I took one step at a time, carefully moving over the strewn clothes and books, the hair brush and the candy wrappers to stand over him where he slept, dead to the world. Duo twitched and rolled onto his side, the covers being pulled by his legs to slide down, exposing his pale shoulder and then his chest in the lamp light from the hall. I backpedaled until I was in the doorway, my heart hammering in my chest with fear at my reaction to his body.

You wouldn't think...that he was so beautiful under all the clothes. That thought stopped me cold. I oh so slowly cocked my gun, aiming at the prone boy who made a gasping sound before turning again in his sleep. My hand trembled slightly and I cursed my weakness not for the first time. In a silent rage I stormed back to my room while Duo slept on, oblivious to that fact that he had almost died by my hand.

"Hey Heero?"

I tried to block him out, instead focusing on the textbook in front of me. After a few moments of blessed silence I thought I had scared him away.

"Yaknow Heero, I'll bet that you've never even been to a movie before." I had thought wrong. Duo was still behind me, stretched out on his bed. I could feel his eyes burning into the back of my neck making my fingers itch. Then his statement sank in and I was not pleased. Did he think that was a joke? He was beyond help.

"I can tell I annoy you." This made me straighten in my seat. I turned enough to give him a glare and was shocked to see him grinning at me broadly. He was almost totally naked save for his boxers and I could tell that his hair was damp in it's braid. He'd just come from the showers down the hall.

"Wanna know how?" Duo was smirking now, his violet eyes sparkling with his success at getting my attention.

"No." I did, actually, and he could somehow read the lie in my expression. Duo sat up then and stretched, knowing that he had my full attention. I couldn't help but watch, entranced at the play of sleek, corded muscle under his pale skin. I noticed a light trail of chestnut hair starting at his belly button that thickened until it disappeared underneath his boxers and felt my face flame.

Glaring, I spun back around away from him, tensed and furious. My body was pulled tight like a bowstring and I was hyper aware of his every movement as he paced over to stand directly behind me. He leaned a little further over me to stir my hair with his breath.

"Yaknow, you really are a cutie when you blush like that." The humor in Duo's voice made me want to strangle him, violently might I add. He chuckled darkly then flicked my ear. I shot up out of the seat and had my gun pressed to his forehead quicker that he could say Deathscythe.

I clicked the safety off with relish and cocked the gun. "Don't ever touch me again." He looked pale and I could tell that even though he tried to hide it he was scared that I would really blow his head off.

"Get out." He hesitated for a second but I twitched my trigger finger and he was gone. I let out a breath of satisfaction and sat back down to get back to work, putting all thoughts of Duo Maxwell out of my mind. somewhere in the back of my head I could still see his pale body and then his shocked face right before he left.

AN: I know that so far the chapters have been short. Sorry. Anyways I hope you all have like "Giving Up On Love" so far and continue to read and give my your comments! I really appreciate it! This is my first GW fanfiction but dont go easy on me just because of that. I hope that, even if my chapters are short I will be able to keep up posting every one or two days. Thanks and Enjoy!

Ryuhanai