Jealousy
Chapter 12 Tears of joy
Pairings: Heero/Duo
Disclaimer: I own nothing therefore I get nothing
Warnings: This is not beta-read. Any and all mistakes are mine
Summary: In a surprise revelation, Heero gets a phone call from the last person he expects to hear from, his wife, Duo.
Special thank you to:Vixen Angel, Serenity Maxwell, yaeko, Fantasy or Reality, and To everyone who have read and didn't review I would like to say thank you for taking the time to read thus far. I've hope you have enjoyed it. Thank you!
A/N: I apologize for now getting around to updating but I've been on a much needed vacation. As I had promise a weekly update I will get the next chapter up in order to get back on schedule.
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The car ride to Heero's house was spent in silence; neither wanted to break the spell of enjoying each others company with talking about unpleasant memories of the kidnapping.
The couple was greeted by Natalie, in a flood of tears; the housekeeper embraced her long lost but found employer. The middle age woman pulled both Heero and Duo into the house. She immediately set about running a bath for Duo as well as whipping up something to eat - she was much to thin for the older woman's peace of mind.
Natalie made sure that Duo was full. She then called a cab and checked her self into a hotel – compliments of Heero. She decided that it would be best of she left for the night to give them some time alone after being separated for over a year.
Noticing the tired look in his wife's purple eyes, Heero grabbed her hand leading her into his (well, theirs now) bedroom, but Duo paused at the threshold.
"Doushita, Duo?" (What the matter, Duo?)
"I…uh…damn it, Heero…why do I feel...so incomplete?"
Heero gathered his wife in his arms as she silently cried. "Shh…it's okay. We will get through this. I promise," he vowed but for now, Heero led Duo to bed. Turning down the bed covers Duo slid in the coolness of the bed. Heero as got in on the other side and lay down next to her and gathered her in his arms.
He kept watch throughout the night.
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The following morning Duo woke to the mouth watering smell of coffee, bacon, toast and eggs. She turned over in bed only to find a small bundle of lilies where Heero should have been lying. Duo sat up in bed inhaling her favorite flower. Heero entered some time later with a tray weighed down with food.
"I hope you're hungry?"
"Yeah, I am, but its not for food," she replied with a devious smirk.
Duo moved the tray onto the floor, pulling her husband on top of her – easing her hands into his boxers sliding them off his hips, exposing his bare ass to the world. Heero cupped her breast as he kissed her neck then along her jaw line to her mouth. Heero thrust his hips forward as Duo gripped him tighter, moving her hand up and down, but their foreplay didn't get far because they were interrupted by the chime of the doorbell.
"Don't answer that," Duo panted as she spread her legs, rubbing the head of Heero's penis back and forth over her throbbing slick clit.
As much as he wanted to stay and finish, he couldn't. "It might be WuFei with the search warrant," Heero replied. However, Duo was a determined woman and she was not going to be denied.
She wrapped her legs around Heero's waist bringing them down to rest on his ass and pushed him inside of her.
"Uhh," Heero breathe out closing his eyes in rapture.
She moaned in satisfaction at the feel of her husband's pulsating length. Heero was too stunned to protest but since when should he be surprise by his wife.
Heero focused on making love to his lover, his life-partner, his Shinigami.
Neither heard the front door crashing to the floor with a loud thud nor did they hear the heavy footfalls coming up the stairs, but they did hear a loud, "Oh, my!" from Quatre, who quickly covered his sensitive eyes, while WuFei and Trowa gapped at their friend having sex with some unknown woman – some hooker.
But unfortunately hidden on the underside of the sheet was a tattoo of a scythe crossed over a gun on a pale creamy thigh that would have identified the female.
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Forty-five minutes later, Heero walked into his living room and into the adjoining kitchen where his friends were waiting quietly chatting.
Heero sat down with a cup of black coffee. His hair was still damp from his shower. His dark green tank top cling to skin in small patches as it soaked some of the water that was left.
"Did Une obtain a warrant?" he asked after trying a sip of the hot streaming brew. Heero looked about the kitchen as if nothing out of the ordinary happened, which it didn't. Well, from whose point-of-view, one might say.
"Uh, Heero…we were just w-wondering…um, who is that?" Quatre asked timidly.
His heart was getting mixed messages. On one hand he could trust the person Heero was sleeping with. Quatre was getting a warm and comfortable aura from the mysterious female, but on the other hand his heart was sending out warnings – he need to be alert – as they all need to be.
"Actually, Yuy, Winner is being too polite,so I'll ask and don't give us any of your bullshit either. To put it bluntly: who is that harlot and how could you betray Maxwell like that by sleeping with another?" WuFei vented.
"Did someone say my name?"
Six pair of eyes widen at the sound and sight of a slender, ex-Gundam pilot with a long chestnut braid. Duo Maxwell-Yuy stood at the carpet's edge before stepping into the kitchen.
Quatre was the first to jump out of his chair to lunged him self at the self proclaimed Shinigami. The short blonde was followed by his taller spouse then WuFei.
As they hugged her, showered her with kisses on the cheek, Duo locked her purple gaze with intense sparkling Cobalt orbs.
After a year of loneliness locked away from family and friends, Duo finally allowed her self to relax in comfort and security.
They were back together again.
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A/N: So, you tell me. I know it was a little fluffy but it had to come down to the gang getting back together. Any comments and suggestions are welcomed.
Nemesis