Warnings: shonen ai, yaoi, bad language, possible lime/lemon in the future
Spoilers: none; AU
Pairings: 1x2, 3x4/3+4
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters or anything like that. The only thing I own is the mediocre plot of this yaoi story.
Chapter 8
'I feel so warm, so good.' Heero was slowly waking to the world of the living. He felt the warmth that surrounded him, but noticed that it was a little too warm for just having a blanket to cover his naked body. ' Wait, naked? I don't sleep naked…'
Heero's eyes snapped open to stare at the beautiful face, which was currently relaxed in sleep, resting on his shoulder. Heero couldn't get over how breathtaking his new lover was.
'Oh god…I slept with Duo Maxwell. What was I thinking?' The logical part of Heero's mind reprimanded.
'Mmmm… but he was worth it.' His hormones hissed in reply. Heero's mind supplied him with images of last night; the heated lovemaking session that they shared. Duo underneath him, moaning and crying out in pleasure as Heero thrust over and over… as his thoughts came back he unconsciously caressed the bare skin of Duo's hips. Duo started to twitch and moan in his sleep, which brought Heero's attention to what he was doing. 'God! I can't get him out of me, he's poisoned my mind.' The Japanese boy moaned in his head. As Heero's mind provided illustrations of last night's escapade he felt himself become hard.
'NO! I won't take advantage of him again. What kind of monster am I? He had to have been drunk. I know the punch was spiked, and he did have more than Quatre, Trowa, and I.' Heero shuddered at the thought of doing something to Duo against his will.
'But he was willing, moaning, begging for it.' Heero's mind reminded him. Heero looked down at the face nestled on his shoulder and down Duo's body that was tangled with his own. 'Okay, so maybe he wasn't unwilling, but he must regret this. I've been nothing but an asshole to him.'
Heero decided that he needed to leave, to clear his head, and this wasn't the best place to be for that. He tried to untangle himself from the body that was snuggled against his own. He was able to pull his legs away from the creamy ones tangled with his own, then the arm that was around Duo's waist, but the one he was using as a pillow was a little harder. He slowly pulled his arm away and Duo rolled over to glomp the pillow on his other side.
Heero breathed a sigh of relief then went around picking up all of his clothes and putting them on before he left his one time lover's apartment.
'What was I thinking? How could I let him have this much control over me? I told myself that I would only focus on what was important. Only what's important…'
Heero left the apartment and walked around the streets in the early morning, thinking about what had happened the night before.
Meanwhile…
"Mmmm… Heero, harder, faster…uhhh" Duo was in the middle of a very…cumforting (1) dream.
Duo didn't know what woke him but, but he slowly opened his eyes from his wonderful dream.
'To bad I woke up. Oh wait… I have the real thing to play with now. Yummy…I hope Heero likes to play in the morning.' Duo thought to himself happily; the proof of his friskiness slowly rising.
Duo rolled over in his bed and reached his arm out, hoping to find his new lover so he could play, but a frown came to his face as his arm hit nothing but cold sheets.
'Huh, he must be in the bathroom, or getting something to eat.' Duo thought reasonably.
'Yeah right, he fucked you and left. Maybe he even left you a couple of bills you whore.' A voice in the back of his head sneered at him.
'No, Heero isn't like that, he wouldn't just 'fuck' me and leave. He liked me, I know he did.' Another voice in his mind whimpered back.
'Sure… you slut. Your first time and you make it as meaningless as a hookers millionth time with the same old john.' His mind retorted back
'No. I told myself it was just lust, that all I wanted was a good hot roll in the sack and that was it.'
'But it turned into more than that didn't it? You like him, maybe even love him?' His inner desires whispered in his mind.
"Oh god! I do. No, this is terrible… he doesn't even like me, he just wanted a fuck" Duo sobbed to himself.
'Told you this was a bad idea' another side of his mind said.
"Hello? Hellooooo…Hello?………..Well since you don't want to answer me I guess you'll just have to leave a message and I might get back to you to soon, or not!" Duo's voice played on his answering machine at home.
"Hey Duo, where are you? You're late and if you don't hurry you won't be on time to camp. I know you went home with Heero last night, so I know you have to be there. Pick up the phone… Sigh… Fine, I'll leave you alone for now, but rest assured I will call you later and you will tell me what's going on. We only have two more days left Duo, don't bail out on me now."
Duo heard yet another message left by Quatre in the last ten minutes. He wasn't really listening to the messages; he was too busy crying into his pillow.
Quatre hung up the pay phone he was using on the campus. He had already gotten a ride there because he didn't want to wait for Duo anymore, for fear of being late, but he was really worried about his friend. He heaved yet another sigh and turned to walk to the music building when he walked right into a broad chest. A pair of strong hands came up to his shoulders to steady him.
"Oh, I'm so sorry, I wasn't looking where…Oh, it's you Trowa" Quatre trailed off. He looked up into Trowa's eyes… well eye, and smiled.
Trowa wrapped his arms loosely around the smaller boy and gave him a brief hug before letting him go. Quatre blushed a soft pink color before clearing his throat.
" Good morning, how are you?" Quatre asked his tall, green-eyed crush.
" It's going well, I had a fun time last night." Trowa answered.
" I did too. Oh! Speaking of last night, did Heero come back to your room?"
Trowa gave Quatre a puzzled look, "Actually, he didn't get in until this morning. He looked as if something was wrong, but he wouldn't say anything."
Quatre frowned, "That can't be good. Duo didn't come pick me up this morning, and he won't answer his home phone or cell. They went to Duo's house last night, or that's what I assumed, I hope Duo's okay." Quatre worried himself over his best friend.
'If Heero hurt him, I'll make sure he gets what's coming to him.' Quartre growled in his mind.
"I'm sure he's okay Quatre, but lets go to their practice room to see if he's there." Trowa suggested.
The pair walked across the courtyard and headed into the music building. They had about 15 minutes until they had to start sectionals so they weren't in too much of a hurry. They walked down the hall to the Bass 1's room and walked in. Both scanned to room with their eyes, but found no trace of Duo, but both spotted Heero. Trowa made eye contact with Heero first and turned his head at the piercing stare Trowa was putting on him.
'That's weird, I never win our staring contests, he has a glare of ice, but he won't even look at me. Something must be going on.' Trowa thought to himself.
Quatre saw the unusual look Trowa was giving his friend, so, naturally, he started off to talk with Heero himself, but was held back by an arm that grabbed out at the back of his shirt at the last minute.
" Let me talk to him, I'll be able to get something out of him, you, well I'm not sure. You look a little to flustered to talk right now." Trowa tried to calm Quatre down.
" What do you mean!" Quatre snapped, and then had the decency to look sheepish. "Okay, but tell me everything when you get back." Quatre said with a pleading look.
"Of course." Trowa gave Quatre a cool look that melted the little blonde just a bit, then turned away and walked over to his best friend.
He sat down next to Heero and didn't say anything for a while. Heero didn't even seem to notice. He was just staring off into space at nothing in particular, at least from what Trowa could tell. His eyes were a little clouded and seemed to shimmer with the look of tears.
'Wow, this can't be good' Trowa wasn't looking forward to this conversation. "Heero, what's wrong, where is Duo? I want to know, so spill." Trowa wasn't one to mince words, and waste time.
Heero flinched as his friend hit the proverbial nail on the head with that loaded question. He looked up into his friends eyes and they stared at each other a while. After about 30 seconds Heero had to look away. He didn't want to tell Trowa what was going on, but he couldn't lie to his best friend.
" I'm just…a little confused about some stuff right now. Nothing I can't handle Trowa, so don't worry." Heero said in a distant, somewhat lost voice.
" This confusion wouldn't have anything to do with you going home last night with Duo, would it?" Trowa gave himself another tally for a direct hit when he saw his normally overconfident friend cringe at that statement.
Heero heaved a big sigh and decided that if he could tell anyone his problem, why not his best friend.
"Ok, ok fine. I'll tell you what's going on, but not here." Heero said in a defeated voice. He led Trowa out of the room filled with basses and into the empty hallway.
"Alright, so last night… I left the party early with Duo; you saw that. Well as soon as we got to his apartment, we kind of…" Heero trailed off and looked at his feet.
"What was that," Trowa questioned.
"We slept together."
"And?"
"What do you mean and!" Heero thundered
"That's all that's bugging you? I thought it was a big deal. What's the problem?" Trowa said with a confused look on his face.
"I slept with him, that's not a normal thing for me. He will distract me from my work. I need to make state, work hard, I can't loose sight of my goals and I know he will distract me if I let him." Heero said with a disappointed air.
"Heero, it's not as if you are going steady now, or he's your boyfriend. You had sex, and by how wound tight you are, I would say you need another good fuck to calm you down." Trowa gave him a sly look.
Heero's face took on a notably miserable look, "Oh…I guess your right, it doesn't mean we're going out."
Trowa gave his best friend a concerned look. "Look, Heero, if you like Duo it's obvious that he likes you, why not go for it?"
"Well…I guess you're right." There was a hopeful look on his face.
'Yeah, that's it, I'll just ask him out.' Heero thought in his head. ' He must like me if he let me…do that to him…' Heero was already thinking of what they would do no their next date.
'You fool, what about state, your scholarship opportunities are going to go away, all for that little…' Heero's mind taunted. He was startled out of his chaotic thoughts as he was slammed into the wall.
"Heero, are you serious?" Quatre exclaimed. Trowa was struggling to pull him off of Heero. Heero didn't realize that he said the last part out loud. He gave Quatre a surprised look as he continued to yell at him.
"You won't ask out Duo because you think he'll distract you from state? He's just as excited about state as you; maybe even more so because he didn't make it last year. Go to his house right now and talk to him. I've been calling him off the hook trying to get him to talk to me, but I know he's home." Quatre was red in the face after his long rant.
Heero just stared at Quatre wide-eyed and speechless.
"Go NOW!"
Heero turned from the fuming blond and walked quickly out to the parking lot so he could go back to Duo's apartment.
A/N: Wow I haven't updated in so long! I'm so sorry that I haven't been around to do this, but I'm just trying to graduate right now, but I'm almost done with the graduation stuff so I can write more often. Yay! I know this is to short to make up for how long it took me to update, but I promise the next one will be out soon. Please read and review. If you have any suggestions or comments, please tell me, any certain way you want the story to end? I might write it the way you suggest!
1 I just couldn't resist. I'm such a perv