Chapter Thirteen
It should come as no surprise that the Gundam pilots suffer from horrific nightmares. You could not set your watch by them nor are any of the pilots sure what triggers them. The only thing they do know is that once one begins it is virtually impossible to stop them until they are sitting up in bed drenched in sweat and breathing heavily. Some of the nightmares come from the years prior to being pilots and the rest come from those days of war. Duo was currently in the throws of a nightmare that combined his worst fears. He tossed and turned and kicked. His bed sheets pushed to the foot of the bed and sweat was pouring from his body.
*Dream*
Duo was six years old running as if his life depended on it. Men in army uniforms chasing him with every breath. His small hand gripped the vial tightly to ensure he did not drop it and its precious contents. Though his life did not actually depend on the serum inside the life of his best friend certainly did. After rounding a few more corners he finally lost the soldiers. Just a little bit longer and he would return to his sick friend. Rounding one final corner he slid next to friend, lifted him in his lap and proceeded to pour the serum down his throat. His best friend coughed and wheezed. Six year old Duo chanted "come on Solo you can make it. Please don't leave me." Solo's breaths became more and more shallow until they finally stopped. "No Solo!" He cried. Solo was ripped from his arms and Duo pleaded for him to come back. The scene faded black and Duo, though, now a few years older was once again running to save the lives of his loved ones. Slipping pass the guards he obtained a mobile suit and returned to the Maxwell Church in ruins. Wading through them debris he slipped and fell leaving cuts and scrapes on his arms, hand, and knees, but he kept going he had to he must find them and save them for it was all his fault. Suddenly a patch of yellow caught his eye and he scurried faster coming to rest at a broken and dying Sister Helen. He cradled her head in lap sobbing and apologizing over and over. Tears fell on to her smiling face as she mouthed that it was not his fault. As Duo continued to stare Sister Helen's face and body began to morph. Now the person who lay in his arms was not Sister Helen, but Trowa with the emptiness of space surrounding them. Trowa reached his arm up to cup Duo's face and before a single word could be spoken said arm fell lifelessly to his side.
*Dream End*
Duo woke up, flying into a seated position sweat running down his body in streams, his lungs greedily sucking in as much air as they can hold. He slid his hands down his face and rose from bed as he made his way to his dresser he removed his soaked t-shirt and boxers. After putting on a fresh pair of boxers he left his room for the doghouse. Turning the knob he prayed that the hinges did not squeak as he opened the door and wake the Trowa. Closing the door after him he walked over to the bed and crawled in next to Trowa.
Feeling the dip in the mattress had Trowa awake and alert. Looking down at the left side of the bed Trowa waited for a brief moment for his eyes to adjust to the light or lack of light. There next to him was the source of the dip and his affection. To ensure he was not dreaming he sought verbal confirmation. "Duo?'
"Hmm?"
"What are you doing in here?"
"Sleeping," was the short reply.
"I can see that, but why?"
"Nightmare," came the muffled reply. Seconds of silence went by before Duo moved and lifted his upper half off the bed. "Do you mind?"
"No, of course not." Trowa laid back down and Duo joined him draping his upper body on Trowa's with his head resting on Trowa's chest. Lightly Trowa ran his finger soothingly through Duo's bangs. "Do you want to talk about it?" Duo shook his head in the negative.
Try as he might Duo could not fall asleep. Every time he closed his eyes the image of Trowa laying dead in his lap would appear. He even began to doubt whether the steady breathing from the chest below his head was real or the fingers still running through his hair. He had reinforce the reality before him, the physical world that his mind was trying to manipulate. Slowly he began to kiss the chest below him causing Trowa to gasp. It wasn't until he began to play with a nipple did Trowa move to stop him. "Duo, what are you doing?" Another sharp intake of air followed the question.
Barely lifting his head "need physical reassurance." Duo's head once again began to pleasure the nipple before him. His other hand slowly slid up Trowa's side to torment the neglected nipple. All Trowa could do was hold Duo's head and arch in pleasure. Releasing the nipple he made his way back up Trowa's body to kiss him full on the mouth. Slowly he brought his lower body inline with Trowa. Instinctually Trowa started to gently thrust upward eliciting a moan for each. The kiss deepened neither one wish to break it even for air. When they finally broke apart it was for scant seconds before they collided together. Their thrusts becoming more frantic with need. Trowa slid his hands down Duo's back to the waist line of his boxers and slowly and carefully slid them off to stop down around his knees. He repeated the process for his own boxers for he wanted to fell all of Duo against his flesh. He brought his hands to run back down Duo' back to run along his crack. Slowly he slipped a finger in between Duo's posterior cheeks and rubbed circle around his puckered entrance. The circling finger was the final straw and with one final thrust Duo came. Trowa continuing his thrusting as Duo rode out his orgasm soon followed. They both laid there sated and silent. Rising slightly Duo smiled at Trowa and kissed him sweetly, but full of passion and love. A kiss that Trowa reciprocated whole heartedly.
The sun came shinning in through the window bathing them in light. Duo moved and shifted slightly trying to avoid it without moving off of his human pillow. The even rise of Trowa's chest was almost enough to lull Duo back to sleep that was until the whispers outside the door in the hall started.
"He's not in his room." Wufei whispered to Heero.
"Perhaps he's in Trowa's room?"
"That seems to be the only option as he is not in any other room."
Duo slowly peeled himself off of the comfortable chest he was laying on. Sitting up and swinging his kegs over the edge he paused to rub his face before standing. Once standing he swung his head back and forth in search of his boxers. Locating them peeking out from under the bed. He grabbed them and pulled them up over his naked form. Slowly he walked to the door and out to the kitchen where the culprits that woke him up sat quietly eating.
"Good morning Duo," greeted Wufei.
"Hm," was Duo's groggy response.
"Morning." Duo didn't even bother answering Heero who stood at the coffee maker.
Wufei felt incline to continue the morning dialogue. "Why are you up Duo? You look like you are about to fall asleep on the kitchen table."
"I wouldn't be awake if it wasn't for two certain individuals talking in the hall this morning." Duo curtly responded.
Heero and Wufei looked slightly sheepish as they offered up apologies. Heero, however, was curious as to where Duo spent the night. They of course would have no problems with him spending the night with Trowa since they have been working towards that goal. "So… Duo, where did you sleep last night?"
The answer he received was a loud "arghhh" as Duo dropped his head on the table's hard surface.
"Heero behave yourself." Wufei admonished before he turned his attention to Duo. "Look Duo, if you spent the night with Trowa that is your business. We just want you to be happy and if you do remember when we left we made our intentions very clear leaving you and Trowa alone this weekend."
Duo thought for a moment before he spoke with his face still planted into the table. "I had a nightmare."
"You usually come to us."
"Not about the war. Just a nightmare. Needed Trowa." Understanding dawned on Heero and Wufei, love and loss. Heero and Wufei finished their breakfast and dressed for a day at work leaving Duo in the kitchen.
A few more minutes plastered to the table, Duo eventually rose and set out to make breakfast. Reaching into the refrigerator he pulled out six eggs, shredded cheddar cheese and a tomato and set the on the counter. He pulled the cutting board and proceeded to chop the tomato in to small cubes. He grabbed a bowl from the top cupboard and broke the eggs into it. Adding a little bit of salt he scrambled them. Reaching in the drawer under the stove he grabbed a pan and with a slab of butter he heated the pan making two cheese and tomato omelets. In the process of folding the omelets an arm wrapped around his waist and a head nuzzled into his neck leaving a few kisses behind before the individual spoke. "Please tell me one of those is for me."
"One will be if you will release me." Duo turned his head a gave Trowa a quick peck to soften his words. Trowa released him and made himself useful by getting down the plates and silverware. They sat down to hearty breakfast before they each took turns showering. No more than 25 minutes they were dressed and leaving for working, only about 14 minutes behind Heero and Wufei.
Work was practically uneventful for the guys were starting their preparations for an up coming mission which they would be leaving for in two days times. Duo and Trowa probably a little bit closer to one another than is deemed necessary in polite society with tiny smiles on their faces. Well, Duo was a tiny bit bigger than normal as the team talked about the mission. Peters stood there glancing back and forth between the two for a good seven minutes or so before he stepped closer to them. Peters looked again at the two before he scooped them up into a hug and gushed about them finally getting together.
"It is about time. I have been dying for one of you to make a move and seems like you have. Good for you guys I am so happy for you two. I have noticed the sly glances every now and then, but for you guys to set aside your differences is just grand." A final squeeze he released the two stunned men. "Seriously though Trowa if you hurt him I will kill you."
"Dually noted. How did you know?"
"It's all in the details my man."
The other members on the team quickly grasped what Peters was rambling on about, but were just as baffled at how he knew.
Four days later they returned from their mission weary. After goodbyes were said and confirmation of mission reports being turned in tomorrow each team member left for home.
The subsequent weeks flew by, Heero and Wufei still had sex like rabbits that caused them to be late again and without delay Heero stopped by Une's office dropping off a disc with their latest escapade. Prior to leaving he extracted a promise that Wufei would never know of the disc. Trowa practically moved into Duo's room leaving the doghouse vacant, which was a good thing because Wufei would eventually find out about their sex disc.
Trowa and Duo were actually looking for a place of their own just outside of the city where they could eventually, in a few years time, raise a family together.
Kaleidascope: Look you posted another chapter so quickly! I proud of you!
Tanith: Shove it Kaleidascope! I don't think muses should be that sarcastic. Besides I got my new laptop and was well motivated. No more writing it on paper! {Doing happy dance}
Kaleidascope: Sarcasm motivates you.
Tanith: True, I cannot really argue with that logic.
Kaleidascope: You didn't do a lemon in this chapter.
Tanith: Nope. Though I had quite a few story alerts , no one reviewed saying they did or did not want a lemon. They did get a lime. As I was writing that scene a lemon did not seem appropriate.
Kaleidascope: Understandable. Hey, do you think the readers remember who Peters is."
Tanith: I think so, but if not he shares the office with Torwa and is the size of a small house who likes to hug a lot. Personally I am very forgetful. I had to go back and look up his name. :P
Tanith and Kaleidascope: Thank you to all who have read, reviewed, alerted and anything one can do with a fic on we really appreciate it. This fic is coming to a close. There will probably be one more chapter.