Disclaimer: Gundam Wing is not my property. But then again not much is, so don't sue, I haven't got a dime.

Story: Building a Better Mousetrap 101

Warnings: Joy.. the rating has to go up from here. Oh like you weren't looking for it to start.

Being a Mouse doesn't mean you're helpless or weak.

Current Pairings: 1xR, 2xOC, 3x4, 5xS, H+OC, 6xN

Chapter 6 – In the closet

The Rooms themselves were pretty well sound proof. Otherwise the different music blasting from each room would have driven the rest of the Dorms occupants' crazy. But the closets within the rooms, not so much, the door was just a standard interior door. Plus let's not forget that Heero's senses were already well honed by his early training. Maybe, just maybe, he should have mentioned this fact to the braided menace, but then again he never expected the Baka to do what he did 13 days into his new friendship with Mouse.

It was a Thursday night. Heero was typing away as usual on his laptop. When the ex-02 pilot, finished with his homework for the night, and was wearing only a pair of boxers had slipped into their closet to call Mouse. Nothing unusual there, he'd started doing that early last week. As Heero typed away he heard the sound of Duo's muted voice thru the closet door as he talked to Mouse. Thanks to his superb hearing, if he had wanted too he could have easily made out their entire conversation. But he wasn't interested, besides he currently was working on a paper for his theology class. It was the change in Duo's breathing that first alerted him that something was different, and suddenly he was all ears. Just what the HELL did that Baka think he was doing?

As was becoming a habit for him, Duo had slipped into his and Heero's closet and sat on the floor before calling Mouse. He'd started doing it after Heero had Death Glared him for the umteenth time for laughing, and talking so loud while the stoic teen was trying to concentrate on something. After yet another fierce death glare while on the phone with Mouse last week, Duo had stuck his tongue out at the other male and headed into the closet, slamming the door behind him. If nothing else at least he couldn't see Heero death glaring him, and it wasn't so bad actually. Sitting in the dark closet made Duo feel like he had some privacy and could talk freely to Mouse about anything and everything.

He was sitting in the back of the closet on the floor, his knees bent, and his feet together, occasionally chewing on the end of his braid. He usually used his blue tooth when talking to Mouse, so his arms were free and currently his palms were resting on the floor by his hips, his braid flipped over his right shoulder, his cell phone sitting loose in his lap. It was in this position that his cell phone fell off his lap and onto the floor between his legs. Using his left hand he reached between his legs to grab his phone, and accidentally 'touched' himself. His eyes went wide at the contact.

Ooooh God….

For the last 2 weeks he'd been constantly on the edge of arousal, sure he could have done something about it that first Saturday night, when they'd all gone to the Cat's Meow. But he hadn't been interested enough in anybody there that night. And this last weekend Relena had had a big political shindig she'd needed to attend, so while Heero was her very obvious date and protector, he and the rest of the guys had been sent to mingle and be the eyes in the crowd, and Heero's back up if needed. Riiggghhtt, like the Perfect Soldier needed back up. Plus he'd been distracted lately, very distracted. He hadn't even realized it had been so long since he'd last scratched that itch.

Well, he was certainly 'itching' now, and as Mouse talked about some museum Relena wanted to take her too. He had slipped his hand inside his boxers and started to caress himself while listening to the sound of her sweet soothing voice. Oh this was SO wrong, and that thought just made him harder. Closing his eyes he lifted his hips and quickly pushed his boxers down to his ankles and kicked them off, sitting back on the floor he grasped his now very swollen and rock hard penis.

"Ohh, ah (gasp), Yeah that, ah, sounds great." Mouse noticed that Duo's breathing had changed, it was heavier, harsher, and his voice was getting huskier too. Damn that was just too sexy. Just as that thought crossed her mind he had gasped out loud and she suddenly realized what he was doing on the other end of the phone.

"DUO! Are you jacking off while I talk to you about Relena and some stupid Museum?" Crap she'd asked a direct question.

"Ah, ohhh Um, Yeah sorta." (pant pant}

"How do you 'sorta' jerk off?"

"Ahh, oh God, I, um, Fuck. You don't. Ke-keep talking Mouse. Anything, Um oh ah, say anything."

"Damn Duo this is pretty kinky you know." Mouse chided him and he chuckled between pants.

"Yeah, he-he, it is. Li-like it?"

"Well I'd definitely say this is the most 'stimulating' conversation we've had so far."

"OH, Oh god Mouse, d-don't make me Ooo, laugh. I-I'm h-having a, ahhh, hard enough time as it is."

"You pinned that one on the 'head' all right."

"M-MOUSE! Fuck, say something dirty to m-me." It had been a rather long time since he'd even touched himself and things were coming to a head rather quickly at this point. He had his eyes closed, his back was arched against the closet wall and his hand was busy pumping his stone hard cock.

"Mud." Was her quick reply, he barked out a laugh.

"Ha, N-Not that. Y-You oh ah, K-know what I-I mean."

"Okay…. Fuck."

"Oh, Ooooh, that works."

"You're kidding right? Are you even close yet?"

"Y-yeah, oh my, Um ke-keep talking Mouse. P-please."

"Duo, if you are going to fucking jerk off while we're on the phone, 'warn' me and I'll get naked, hide in my closet and join you." That phrase did him in, and in a blinding flash of white he came into his hand and all over his stomach and chest.

"OH FUCK YEAH!!!!!!"

Mouse shook her head as her extremely sexy male friend reached his climax, well 'this' was certainly a new twist in their friendship. Well she had said she'd listen to 'Anything', hadn't she. Though she hadn't thought in a million years it'd be the sound of him jerking himself off while she talked nonsense to him. Why was he jacking off anyway? Someone as gorgeous as he was shouldn't have a problem getting laid. She figured all he'd have to do was enter a room, announce he needed to screw and he'd have all the volunteers he desired. After a minute, or three..his breathing started to calm down.

"Duo?"

"Crap, what a mess. Hey Mouse, are you pissed?"

"No. Why would I be? How bad is it?"

(sigh)

"Bad, shit what the hell am I going to clean this up with?"

"You're in a closet Duo, I'm sure there is a shirt or 'something' in there."

"Oh funny Mouse, I'm sitting under all of Heero's stuff and if I try to get up it will be everywhere. Damn, I'm getting all sticky. Eeeew." Duo looked up at the rack above him and wondered if Heero'd kill him if you used one of his shirts to clean up with. He'd accidentally kicked his boxers over to the other side of the closet, or he would have used them, and it's not like Heero hadn't seen him naked before.

"AH the joy's of being male."

"So you're really not mad?"

"Duo I grew up with 14 male cousins who currently range in age from 14 to 25 none of whom are married. Don't you think I've sort of seen this kind of stuff before? And it's not like I'm some kind of blushing wall flower ya know. 'Sides it was sorta well 'hot'."

"He-he, it was kinda intense wasn't it?"

(sigh) "Duo."

"Ah shit, I have to let you go soon, it's starting to drip down my sides."

"Thanks buddy, I now have all these images of you naked, sticky and sitting the dark, with cum dripping down your side."

"Hey No problem, what are friends for, but to give you disgusting images that totally gross you out?"

"Did I 'saaaay' I was grossed out?"

"Well no, does that mean you'll talk dirty to me again someday? You could sit in your closet and join me."

"Crap, you remembered I said that, huh?"

"Ohhh, you betcha."

"Go, get cleaned up. I'm just 'dying', to hear how you explain this one to Heero."

"You, are a cruel woman. See ya tomorrow then."

"See ya."

Duo hung up with Mouse and looked down forlornly at himself. Damn there was a lot of this crap, with his clean hand he fluffed out his sweaty bangs and then reached up and grabbed one of Heero's shirts off a hanger. Too bad the only light in the closet came from under the door or he would have realized sooner that he'd grabbed Heero's 'absolute' favorite dark green tank top. And he didn't realize it until after he shimmed back into his boxers and opened the door to find Heero smirking at him.

"Duo." The deadly calm voice said…Duo looked down at the shirt in his hands.

"Oh holy fuck, I'm dead. Ah, Heero, I-I can explain, really."

"Really?"

"Heeerrroooo….. ack… eeep." Heero leaped at the braided Baka. Seems Mouse wasn't the only one that squeaked when caught.

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AN: Bwahahaha. Hoped you like my first citrisy chapter of this story.(Really what's the difference between lemon and lime? I have no clue) Well Relena starts plotting... Hey she only has a little over 2 months left to win the bet. Right?