OMG I am so sorry!!! I have no good excuse! School just came and knocked me unconscious. Gomen! I'm just gonna shut up so you can get to the story!
*Warning* - There is YAOI in this. 1x2. No lie. Really. Truuuuuly. There is also cursing, angst, a little sap, and some other inconsequential crap. I have big words and Japanese stuff in here. I was just in that mood, I guess. For those of you who don't know, omae o korosu means `I'll kill you' and hitori ja nai means `you're not alone'. There you go.
Disclaimer - The G-Boys are not mine. *Cries and runs away in shame*
Footsteps
Chapter 13
Heero's heart still hammered in his chest, making him feel like it would burst free from its cage. He felt Duo shivering beneath him, and he knew that his lover was trying to fight back the tears and the screaming. Heero had had those nightmares.
/Are you lost?/
His grip was bone-crushing, but Duo's was just as harsh. They both needed grounding; they needed to know that they were alive and that there was someone with them. Heero was there for Duo and he was willing to die to prove that Duo wasn't alone. Not anymore. The scars of loneliness were still fresh, probably in both of their memories. Heero refused to give Duo the chance to hurt himself again.
Duo's trembling finally slowed a bit, and Heero tried to loosen his grip. Duo kept him still, his body begging him to continue the embrace. Heero found himself completely unable to resist.
"I'm so sorry," Duo whispered into Heero's chest. "I didn't want you to see my Hell."
Heero could only shake his head. "I'm here for you, Duo. I'm not leaving you alone to your nightmares anymore." He lifted his head to smile reassuringly at his lover. He looked Duo over. He was wearing the usual shirt and jeans. But ...
He gently fingered Duo's chest. "You look ... almost naked without your necklace on. During the war, I never saw you without it."
Duo cursed suddenly and flung himself up from the bed. Heero watched him in a bastard mix of disappointment and amusement. "Shit. When I heard you that night, I raced out without putting it on. And what with being shocked to hell and back, I forgot all about it ..." Duo rambled a bit more as he struggled to stand against legs that refused to cooperate.
Heero, concerned, stood and scooped Duo up. He was much too light, he again noted. Duo needed some food in his stomach.
"Heero, what the fuck do you think you're doing?! Put me down!"
"No." He turned back to the bed.
"Dammit, Yuy, if you don't put me down right now -"
Heero dropped Duo onto the bed.
There was a squeak from the braided boy, then the moaning of springs trying to take in Duo's slight weight. "Yuy, you're going to feel SO much pain once I'm done with you!"
Heero merely laughed. "Where's your necklace, koi?" he asked, then stopped. Koi??? Where had that come from?
Duo blinked in confusion. "Koi? Is that like baka?? What is baka, anyway? Probably big, ugly, drooling idiot." He continued rambling even as he pointed to a small chest on the far bureau. Heero went to it, still listening to Duo. "And I don't appreciate all those things you said to me. I found out what `omae o korosu' means. That's really rude. Was I the only one you ever said that to?" Duo didn't give Heero time to answer. "And what was with the monosyllabic answers?? Was your vocabulary not up to snuff, or something? A man who knew everything about a computer like you should know more words than `no' and `shut up' and all them. And what the hell was up with that `hn' thing you always gave me? It was -"
"Got it." Heero turned to Duo again. "You don't need to be nervous, Duo. I'm not going to demand explanations for what occurred. You should know me better than that. I don't pry."
"Hell, most the time you don't even know," Duo grumbled.
"I always know." He came up to the bed and moved in front of Duo, who was sitting Indian-style. He straddled Duo's legs, practically sitting in the boy's lap. "Here." He bent forward, pushing away loose strands of chestnut hair to snap on the necklace. He held the cross in the palm of his hand for a moment before letting it drop onto Duo's black shirt. This one had writing on it as well. It said, `I'm sorry. My fault. I forgot you were an idiot.'
Duo looked up at Heero and smiled shakily. "Th-Thanks, Heero." He moved under Heero slightly, and he was graced with the firm pressure of Duo's erection against his own.
Heero groaned and leaned his head on Duo's, breathing deep.
"Holy shit."
Duo smirked at him. "What?" He cocked his head to the side and chuckled lightly. "Are you surprised? You shouldn't be."
"It's the middle of the day," he argued feebly.
Duo just laughed, wrapping his arms around Heero's waist. "So?"
And that sounded so nice, with his mind fuzzing dangerously and his ears ringing, that Heero hummed an agreement and gently pushed Duo onto his back. "Duo," he murmured, "I think we should wait ... our occupations are only the beginning of the list of things we should ..."
Duo smiled lightly. "Heero, if you can stand me not having a real job, I might be able to survive you having one that will take you away from me."
He meant it jokingly, and Heero could see that he didn't really mean it. *Give me more now,* he seemed to be saying. *Before your gone and there's nothing left but ash.*
"I'm not leaving you," he said fiercely, and he took Duo's mouth within his own. "I'm not going to leave you alone, koi. I'll stay by your side forever." He felt Duo's heavy breathing against his lips, and he kissed Duo until they were left gasping for breath. His hands slid to Duo's arms, thumbing lightly the scars that marred their surface. "I just need you to stay with me, too."
"Yes," Duo breathed, arching his back beneath Heero. Heero's skilled hands slid up Duo's shirt, and he felt Duo stiffen beneath him.
"Koi," he whispered, "Hitori ja nai."
Duo hummed something unintelligible and reached up to bring Heero's head down for another blood-boiling kiss.
Suddenly, Heero was shoved into Duo, crushing the boy. Above him came a bark, then a series of unmistakable pants.
"Hero!" Duo yelped, "get the hell off!"
The dog merely bent down to lick Heero's neck, and the boy laughed in surprise and happiness. He turned, causing Hero to fall off the bed. It immediately brought its paws back on the bed, and Heero rubbed its head. Hero's tongue lolled out in doggie bliss.
Heero heard a disgusted sound from where Duo was perched. "You two are impossible."
Heero turned to him, a retort on the tip of his tongue, and froze. There was a kind, gentle expression on Duo's face that showed Heero how much the braided boy cared for him. He felt a smile tug his face. "Just ... what does that mean?" He heard the breathy, husky voice and was partly surprised that it came from his own lips.
Duo's smile was radiant. "Did you know that that's the first time I ever heard you laugh like that? It wasn't crazed or infinitesimal. It was ... nice."
Heero had to think about it. "I didn't find many things funny back during the war."
"No shit?"
Heero's smile widened a bit as he continued petting Hero. "And just when did you learn the word infinitesimal?"
Duo mocked indignance. "I, sir," he said, waving a hand dramatically to his chest, "am a very intellectual and brilliant poet."
"Yes," Heero nodded, "you are."
Duo stared at him for a moment, having not expected that at all. "What?"
Heero just shook his head and stood. "Come on, get up. I'll fix some food."
Duo looked at the digital clock on the nightstand by the bed. "Um, Heero, it's, like, 2:00 in the frieking morning."
"How about that?" Heero agreed amicably, watching Hero for any sudden moves. Hell if he was going to be thrown to the ground by a dog. "It won't be anything beautiful. A chef I am not."
"Trust me, I remember."
He turned to stick his tongue out at Duo, which, he assured himself, was completely justified, when the doorbell rang.
"Who the fuck?" Duo spoke, voicing Heero's exact thoughts. His mind was on alert, and he wished he had a gun. Duo seemed to be a bit tense, too, to Heero's odd relief. But he still went to answer the door. Heero followed on his heels, ready to spring into an attack if it was necessary.
Duo walked through the house, looking at the living room light that betrayed them with its luminescence. He then turned and twisted the doorknob.
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A/N: I know, I know, stupid place to end it, but I wanted to get this out before another day went by. There you go!!! I noticed that I didn't get as many reviews as before, which is to be expected, but it still kind of depresses me. So if you just said `hi' or `OMG you're alive' I would be sooo happy!! Thanks to those who reviewed last chapter!!! Take care!!!
*Warning* - There is YAOI in this. 1x2. No lie. Really. Truuuuuly. There is also cursing, angst, a little sap, and some other inconsequential crap. I have big words and Japanese stuff in here. I was just in that mood, I guess. For those of you who don't know, omae o korosu means `I'll kill you' and hitori ja nai means `you're not alone'. There you go.
Disclaimer - The G-Boys are not mine. *Cries and runs away in shame*
Footsteps
Chapter 13
Heero's heart still hammered in his chest, making him feel like it would burst free from its cage. He felt Duo shivering beneath him, and he knew that his lover was trying to fight back the tears and the screaming. Heero had had those nightmares.
/Are you lost?/
His grip was bone-crushing, but Duo's was just as harsh. They both needed grounding; they needed to know that they were alive and that there was someone with them. Heero was there for Duo and he was willing to die to prove that Duo wasn't alone. Not anymore. The scars of loneliness were still fresh, probably in both of their memories. Heero refused to give Duo the chance to hurt himself again.
Duo's trembling finally slowed a bit, and Heero tried to loosen his grip. Duo kept him still, his body begging him to continue the embrace. Heero found himself completely unable to resist.
"I'm so sorry," Duo whispered into Heero's chest. "I didn't want you to see my Hell."
Heero could only shake his head. "I'm here for you, Duo. I'm not leaving you alone to your nightmares anymore." He lifted his head to smile reassuringly at his lover. He looked Duo over. He was wearing the usual shirt and jeans. But ...
He gently fingered Duo's chest. "You look ... almost naked without your necklace on. During the war, I never saw you without it."
Duo cursed suddenly and flung himself up from the bed. Heero watched him in a bastard mix of disappointment and amusement. "Shit. When I heard you that night, I raced out without putting it on. And what with being shocked to hell and back, I forgot all about it ..." Duo rambled a bit more as he struggled to stand against legs that refused to cooperate.
Heero, concerned, stood and scooped Duo up. He was much too light, he again noted. Duo needed some food in his stomach.
"Heero, what the fuck do you think you're doing?! Put me down!"
"No." He turned back to the bed.
"Dammit, Yuy, if you don't put me down right now -"
Heero dropped Duo onto the bed.
There was a squeak from the braided boy, then the moaning of springs trying to take in Duo's slight weight. "Yuy, you're going to feel SO much pain once I'm done with you!"
Heero merely laughed. "Where's your necklace, koi?" he asked, then stopped. Koi??? Where had that come from?
Duo blinked in confusion. "Koi? Is that like baka?? What is baka, anyway? Probably big, ugly, drooling idiot." He continued rambling even as he pointed to a small chest on the far bureau. Heero went to it, still listening to Duo. "And I don't appreciate all those things you said to me. I found out what `omae o korosu' means. That's really rude. Was I the only one you ever said that to?" Duo didn't give Heero time to answer. "And what was with the monosyllabic answers?? Was your vocabulary not up to snuff, or something? A man who knew everything about a computer like you should know more words than `no' and `shut up' and all them. And what the hell was up with that `hn' thing you always gave me? It was -"
"Got it." Heero turned to Duo again. "You don't need to be nervous, Duo. I'm not going to demand explanations for what occurred. You should know me better than that. I don't pry."
"Hell, most the time you don't even know," Duo grumbled.
"I always know." He came up to the bed and moved in front of Duo, who was sitting Indian-style. He straddled Duo's legs, practically sitting in the boy's lap. "Here." He bent forward, pushing away loose strands of chestnut hair to snap on the necklace. He held the cross in the palm of his hand for a moment before letting it drop onto Duo's black shirt. This one had writing on it as well. It said, `I'm sorry. My fault. I forgot you were an idiot.'
Duo looked up at Heero and smiled shakily. "Th-Thanks, Heero." He moved under Heero slightly, and he was graced with the firm pressure of Duo's erection against his own.
Heero groaned and leaned his head on Duo's, breathing deep.
"Holy shit."
Duo smirked at him. "What?" He cocked his head to the side and chuckled lightly. "Are you surprised? You shouldn't be."
"It's the middle of the day," he argued feebly.
Duo just laughed, wrapping his arms around Heero's waist. "So?"
And that sounded so nice, with his mind fuzzing dangerously and his ears ringing, that Heero hummed an agreement and gently pushed Duo onto his back. "Duo," he murmured, "I think we should wait ... our occupations are only the beginning of the list of things we should ..."
Duo smiled lightly. "Heero, if you can stand me not having a real job, I might be able to survive you having one that will take you away from me."
He meant it jokingly, and Heero could see that he didn't really mean it. *Give me more now,* he seemed to be saying. *Before your gone and there's nothing left but ash.*
"I'm not leaving you," he said fiercely, and he took Duo's mouth within his own. "I'm not going to leave you alone, koi. I'll stay by your side forever." He felt Duo's heavy breathing against his lips, and he kissed Duo until they were left gasping for breath. His hands slid to Duo's arms, thumbing lightly the scars that marred their surface. "I just need you to stay with me, too."
"Yes," Duo breathed, arching his back beneath Heero. Heero's skilled hands slid up Duo's shirt, and he felt Duo stiffen beneath him.
"Koi," he whispered, "Hitori ja nai."
Duo hummed something unintelligible and reached up to bring Heero's head down for another blood-boiling kiss.
Suddenly, Heero was shoved into Duo, crushing the boy. Above him came a bark, then a series of unmistakable pants.
"Hero!" Duo yelped, "get the hell off!"
The dog merely bent down to lick Heero's neck, and the boy laughed in surprise and happiness. He turned, causing Hero to fall off the bed. It immediately brought its paws back on the bed, and Heero rubbed its head. Hero's tongue lolled out in doggie bliss.
Heero heard a disgusted sound from where Duo was perched. "You two are impossible."
Heero turned to him, a retort on the tip of his tongue, and froze. There was a kind, gentle expression on Duo's face that showed Heero how much the braided boy cared for him. He felt a smile tug his face. "Just ... what does that mean?" He heard the breathy, husky voice and was partly surprised that it came from his own lips.
Duo's smile was radiant. "Did you know that that's the first time I ever heard you laugh like that? It wasn't crazed or infinitesimal. It was ... nice."
Heero had to think about it. "I didn't find many things funny back during the war."
"No shit?"
Heero's smile widened a bit as he continued petting Hero. "And just when did you learn the word infinitesimal?"
Duo mocked indignance. "I, sir," he said, waving a hand dramatically to his chest, "am a very intellectual and brilliant poet."
"Yes," Heero nodded, "you are."
Duo stared at him for a moment, having not expected that at all. "What?"
Heero just shook his head and stood. "Come on, get up. I'll fix some food."
Duo looked at the digital clock on the nightstand by the bed. "Um, Heero, it's, like, 2:00 in the frieking morning."
"How about that?" Heero agreed amicably, watching Hero for any sudden moves. Hell if he was going to be thrown to the ground by a dog. "It won't be anything beautiful. A chef I am not."
"Trust me, I remember."
He turned to stick his tongue out at Duo, which, he assured himself, was completely justified, when the doorbell rang.
"Who the fuck?" Duo spoke, voicing Heero's exact thoughts. His mind was on alert, and he wished he had a gun. Duo seemed to be a bit tense, too, to Heero's odd relief. But he still went to answer the door. Heero followed on his heels, ready to spring into an attack if it was necessary.
Duo walked through the house, looking at the living room light that betrayed them with its luminescence. He then turned and twisted the doorknob.
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A/N: I know, I know, stupid place to end it, but I wanted to get this out before another day went by. There you go!!! I noticed that I didn't get as many reviews as before, which is to be expected, but it still kind of depresses me. So if you just said `hi' or `OMG you're alive' I would be sooo happy!! Thanks to those who reviewed last chapter!!! Take care!!!
