Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing.
A/N: Quick Update! This is just so you guys would forgive me if I disappear for a few weeks again (exam time approaching) and I swear the cliffie at the end was unintentional.
Warning: I did NOT proofread this. I did proofread it in sections as I was writing it down but I haven't gone over the whole thing. So there WILL be glaringly stupid mistakes in there and I apologize for them now.
Warning2: This story is officially writing itself and not me anymore. It's deviating from what I originally intended it to but it still won't be a long story. Just a bit more dramatic than I had originally meant it to be. Sorry if that disappoints anyone.
For all of you who wondered how Trowa would react... things are going to get messy.
So Enjoy!
Posted on 21st Nov. 2007
Duo didn’t get much sleep that night. And when he did sleep he was plagued with nightmares in which Heero had been unable to stop him and he had morphed into Adam who had then raped Heero. He woke up from those nightmares, sweating and panicky. In the end, he just stopped bothering to sleep.
Come morning, he headed to work and tried to finish working. When the nagging doubt in his chest became too much to bear he decided to call him.
“Hey Heero…” Duo said gently when the phone was picked up.
“Hello Duo.” His voice was carefully controlled and Duo wondered what he was thinking.
“How are you feeling now?”
“I’m better.” He heard him respond distractedly, he heard talking in the background and guessed that the guys were over at his place.
“Say hi to Trowa and Quatre for me.” He said and Heero returned his attention to Duo.
“Sure, umm… I was wondering if it was possible for you to have lunch with us.” Duo looked around. He had his work done. The boss was beyond pleased with his efficiency… he was sure he could leave.
“I’m coming… I’ll be there in about half an hour okay?”
“Okay… see you then.” And he hung up.
Duo downloaded the program on a disk and started gathering his papers planning on popping in on Butt and just letting him know that he was leaving early again.
He glanced at Wufei’s cubicle but today it was empty. Wonder if he was sick?
“Leaving early again?” Derouche leaned against the wall opposite to Duo’s cubicle and sneered at him. “I’d hate to see Boss’s best worker slacking off… what? Did you get a social life all of a sudden?”
“None of your concern Der…” A picture was put in front of his face and it showed him leaning over Heero, kissing his stomach. “Shit.” And from no angle did Heero look like a girl. “Are you following me?!” Duo asked his hands curling into fists with anger.
“Me? No, I don’t have time to follow the likes of you around. I found this in my inbox… and how much do you want to bet Butt has one in his?” Derouche said and Duo felt the cold monster of anxiety settle in his stomach. “Have fun leaving early.” And he sauntered away leaving the picture in Duo’s hand.
But when he just looked at it… it made a very nice picture… maybe he’ll frame it. And look! Aiko was looking straight at the camera… and grinning! She knew! That dog is way too trusting.
“Well time to go face the fireworks.” He said as he put the picture safely in his drawer and locked it. Then he picked up his papers and headed into Butt’s office.
“Hello sir, just wondering if I could take an early day off because I have a lunch…”Date, date, date. “…uh…” Date! “meeting with a…” Boy- “friend and… can I go?” he asked lamely, his thoughts jumbling in his head.
“Early again Mr. Maxwell?” Came the question in an unusually snide tone. “You seem to have developed a social life all of a sudden.” He said and Duo knew that he’d seen the picture. Butt had his fingers intertwined under his double chin dotted with acne marks and he had one eyebrow raised high.
“I’m sorry sir?” Play the idiot. Play the idiot. You’re good at that.
His confused expression threw Butt off and he seemed less certain than before. “Mr. Maxwell, are you aware of the pictures that have been mass emailed to the entire building?”
Blink. Blink.“Pictures… sir?” The very face of innocence shone upon Butt.
“Uhm… yes…” He cleared his throat and then typed something on his computer. As Duo came closer to his desk Butt turned the monitor around to show Duo the picture.
Quick! Quick! List of potential excuses – twin brother, Heero’s a tomboyish girl… with no breasts… uh… PHOTOSHOP!
“What the hell?!” Act surprised. “That can’t be right…” Duo said chewing his bottom lip. Then… genius struck. “You can hardly see my face in that picture sir… it could be anyone.” Not a lie! Good job Maxwell!
“Hmm… you’re right.” Butt said thoughtfully.
“And as you know someone’s been trying to sabotage me for a while now. I wouldn’t take anything they throw around about me seriously.” Duo said smoothly, putting his pile of papers on the desk and the disk. “Here’s the Kushrenada program. It’s been perfected and is ready for sending.”
Butt’s eyes widened in surprise and awe. “You’re done? But it’s not needed for another week.”
“Maybe sending it to them early will work in our favour Mr. Butt.” Duo said and then quickly asked. “I was wondering if I could leave…”
Butt grabbed the sheets of paper and started going through them looking more and more impressed as he scanned each sheet. “Yes, yes… go right ahead.”
“Thank you sir.” Duo knew he had Butt wrapped around his fingers. Now he had to find out who had been following him and what was his issue with him.
If Heero told Trowa and Quatre about what happened last night… Duo was dead. No actually, he’d be kept alive and then killed slowly… very slowly and painfully…
He swallowed thickly and then knocked on Heero’s door hesitantly. Immediately the door opened and he saw Quatre standing there.
Here it comes.
“Oh Duo! How are you today? Come in.” Quatre said and Duo looked at him surprised. No death threats? No promises of torture and pain?
“Is Duo here? Trowa could you feed Aiko? I need to talk to Duo about something.” He heard Heero’s voice behind Quatre and then suddenly he was in front of them. He held out a hand and Duo grasped it uncertainly. “Come with me.” He said and started leading him away.
Duo shot a questioning look at Quatre who shrugged and headed towards the family room where he suspected Trowa was.
Heero led him into the bedroom and closed the door behind them.
“Heero about last night…” Duo started apologizing again but Heero shushed him.
“They don’t know. I didn’t tell them.” He said and Duo let out a relieved sigh. “But be careful around Aiko. I don’t think she’s forgiven you.”
Ah great, now he had a massive golden retriever out for his hide.
“Have you forgiven me?” He asked. He didn’t care if Heero’s dog hated him… he just hoped he didn’t hate him.
“What you did was stupid and next time, listen when I say no.” He said sternly and then smiled, “Otherwise, yes. You’re forgiven.”
Duo gave a small whoop of joy and jumped at Heero grabbing him and hugging him tightly. “I’m so glad! I was so worried that you hated me. I don’t care what Aiko thinks, just not you please…”
Heero hugged him back although not as tightly. “I don’t hate you Duo… you just scared me last night.” He pulled away a little, his head dipping down again so Duo couldn’t see his eyes. “There are things that happened… you don’t know, nobody really… knows… and I haven’t really been intimate with anyone for a long time… it was just too much too fast.”
“Did something happen with A-“ Duo stopped himself halfway through his name, “with your boyfriend?”
Heero nodded. “I’ll tell you… someday.”
“Do Trowa and Quatre know?”
He was expecting him to say yes, instead Heero shook his head. “They don’t know the whole thing. Just… the basics… I’ll tell you one day… I’ll tell them one day…” Duo ran his fingers through Heero’s hair, hoping for a soothing effect. “Don’t tell them that they don’t know. They care too much…”
“They’ll want to know everything then… won’t they?” Duo finished for him and Heero nodded. “Don’t worry… my lips are sealed.”
“Let’s go out now. Trowa going to have a coronary if he thinks you’re molesting me in here.” He said with a slightly mischievous smile.
“Wanna?” Duo said with a grin and Heero looked suspicious.
“I thought I just told you I didn’t…”
“No, no. Wanna give Trowa a coronary?” Duo said and then leaned in, whispering his plan into Heero’s ear. As he listened his face grew redder and redder but at the end he nodded.
“Sounds… funny…”
“Oh… it will be…” Duo said with an evil smile blooming on his face.
“What do you think is taking them so long?” Trowa said pacing the family room.
“Just relax Trowa. You worry too much. I’m sure Heero’s capable of …”
‘Oh Duo… Oh!’ Squeak. Squeak.
“… taking…care… what the hell?” Quatre said with wide eyes as they both darted down the hall and to Heero’s bedroom door but neither had the courage to go in.
‘Heero… fuck… you’re so tight!’ Moan… squeak… squeak…
‘Duo!’ Then an urgently whispered, ‘don’t say that!’
‘I’ll say what I want baby, you’re so fucking hot!’ Squeak. Squeak.
Trowa grasped the door handle and burst in before Quatre could stop him and came upon Duo jumping on the bed and Heero sitting in a chair, red faced. Quatre had his face covered with his hands and upon the sudden silence he peeked through his fingers.
“What’s going on here?” He demanded while Trowa just gaped.
“Wow Trowa… I figured you’d come in after we stopped making those noises… but I never would have guessed that you were a closet pervert!” Duo grinned at him and he saw a vein make an appearance on Trowa’s forehead. “Chill Tro… no harm done, it was all in good fun…”
“I can’t believe you went along with this maniac!” Trowa said and Heero grinned sheepishly.
“It sounded like fun.” He said shrugging.
“You’re corrupting him Maxwell.” Trowa warned and Duo grinned.
“Oh he loves it, yes he does. Come here baby let me corrupt you some more.” With one quick grab and pull he had Heero standing next to him on the bed. “Let me kiss your innocence away. Look away oh vicious Cyclops, our purest of kisses is not for the eyes of thee.” He said dramatically, throwing his arms around while Heero let himself be twirled in a circle. Then he puckered up and gave Heero several big smacking kisses on the lips.
“Quite a little drama queen isn’t he?” Quatre said walking up to his fuming boyfriend and putting an arm around his shoulders. “Don’t worry, Heero’s safe with him. I can feel it.” He said in his ear and gave him a small kiss on his cheek.
Calming down Trowa nodded and left Duo and Heero alone to continue their impromptu make-out session.
For the rest of the evening Aiko thoroughly ignored Duo, growling at him when he came close but otherwise minding her own business. Her behaviour made Trowa suspicious but he kept quiet.
As the night came Quatre got up to leave. “I guess we’ll be leaving now, it’s getting late.” He said as he looked at Trowa who hadn’t gotten up yet.
“Quatre, why don’t you go on ahead of me? I’ll come by in a little bit.” Quatre looked at him questioningly but didn’t say anything. He nodded and turned to Heero and Duo.
“I’ll see you guys later. Good night.”
“Goodnight.” “Goodnight.” They both chorused and Quatre left.
“What’s up Tro-baby?” Duo said and Trowa pinned him with a glare.
“You two. Spill. I know something is going on. What did Heero have to talk to you about the moment you stepped into the house? Why is Aiko acting strangely around you?” He was so sure that something had happened between the two that he made Duo sweat with nervousness.
“Nothing happened Trowa.” Heero said and he became the new target of the stare although it didn’t have much effect on him.
“I’ll ask again. Tell me what happened.” Trowa demanded and Duo kept his mouth shut. He knew that if he was asked a direct question he wouldn’t lie. He hated lying.
“And I said nothing happened.” Heero stated, a little bit angry.
“Define nothing.”
“God let it go! Nothing happened! There was no problem!”
“What is it? There’s something going on and from Duo’s clearly guilty expression I know he’s the cause of it. Now, what did he do?”
Duo tried to calm himself down but he knew things were going to go bad very fast.
“He’s not guilty! He’s not guilty because nothing happened. You’re scaring him that’s all.”
“If nothing happened then there shouldn’t be any problem in telling me!” Trowa looked ready to start yelling and he saw Heero’s eyes narrow and his lips thin.
“Back off!” He said viciously. “It’s my damn life and I’ve handled it! If I don’t want to tell you what happened then I don’t want to tell it to you! It’s between me and Adam!” He yelled and then went into shocked silence at the name he had blurted out.
“Good to see I’m not the only one who thinks that this is all just a repeat of last time.” Trowa said softly.
Duo tensed.
“Just tell me please. Last time I let it go things went out of control and you got hurt. I don't want to take that chance again. I need to know Heero, I worry.” Trowa said, his voice hoarse.
“I came over late last night.” Duo started saying. He knew what Trowa meant and he didn’t care if he got hurt. Trowa only meant well.
“Duo no!” Heero tried to stop him but Duo continued.
“I am attracted to him and I started kissing him… things got out of hand and Heero got scared.” He said looking out of the window at the dark lawn because he didn’t want to look at Trowa’s face when he said it.
“You hurt him?” He asked in a blank voice.
“Not physically no.” Duo corrected but he was not prepared for the fist that came flying at him. Next thing he knew he was on the ground moaning, holding his jaw. “Fuck…”
“Trowa no!” Heero said and held his hands out trying to feel for where Duo and Trowa were.
Trowa pulled Duo up by his collar into a standing position. As soon as Duo had his balance back he punched him again causing him to fall back down. He moaned loudly as he felt blood seep into his mouth from his bitten tongue and his nose felt broken.
“Stop hurting him!” Heero cried out looking upset, his eyes suspiciously bright.
Trowa took one look at Heero and his anger flared into a full blown rage. “I had warned you that I NEVER want to see Heero cry again! EVER!” He screamed as he pulled Duo up by his hair.
“Oww… please stop!” Duo begged, his voice coming out choked due to the blood in his nose. He held his nose but worried about his hair which were pulling on his scalp painfully.
“Duo’s not the one who’s upset me! You are!” Trowa let go of Duo’s hair at that and he fell into a groaning heap on the floor.
“You can’t be serious!” He said looking at Heero who’s face was red and he was swallowing frequently to keep his tears at bay.
“You don’t understand! I can hear him Trowa! I could hear your fist connect with his face, I can hear him grinding his teeth to control the pain! I can hear him and it hurts!”
“He deserves it!”
“He apologized! And I accepted it. I want him in my life!”
“You’re going to take him over your best friend of fifteen years?!”
“There’s no comparison. You’re my best friend. He’s my boyfriend. You’re both two entirely different people to me. I think it is best that you remember that too.” Heero said softly, not wanting to yell anymore. He hated fighting. And for some reason, he always ended up fighting with Trowa regarding his boyfriends.
“I’m not backing off.” Trowa said determined. Then he turned to regard Duo who was holding his nose and lying on the family room floor pathetically. “And you, don’t ever show your face in front of me or I’ll kill you.”
“Roger that.” He said through the blood seeping through his fingers.
With that Trowa stormed out of the house.
“Are you all right Duo?” Heero asked as he got to his knees and started feeling for Duo.
“I’m sorry I got blood on your carpet.” Duo said as he got into a sitting position and saw the big bloody stain he had left on the beige carpet.
“I don’t care. Listen, you’re staying over. I don’t want to have you go all the way to Central bleeding.” Heero said calmly but he still looked upset. Duo reached for him and pulled him into an awkward hug because he didn’t want to get his blood all over him. Heero on the other hand pulled him close and held him tight.
“I’ll get blood all over your shirt.” Duo warned and Heero smacked him lightly on the back of his head.
“Stop worrying about staining my stuff and tell me how badly you’re hurt.”
“Trowa's short tempered isn't he?”
“Usually no, he has very good self control. But after the whole issue with A-umm... my boyfriend he's gotten overprotective and that translates into anger most of the time. Now how much are you hurt?”
“Not that badly. I’m fine.”
“I know he broke your nose, your voice is nasally.”
“I’m still fine.” Duo said stubbornly and Heero pulled him up into a standing position, grabbing his arms when Duo swayed slightly.
“Are you all right?”
“Just felt a little light headed that’s all. Probably because of the bleeding nose.” Still holding onto Duo he led him to the bedroom where he seated him firmly on the bed. He went into the washroom to grab a first aid box and put it in front of Duo.
“I can’t fix your nose… I can’t see it.” He said apologetically.
“No problem… I’ve done this… once…” He said as he grabbed his nose and in one, quick jerking motion snapped it back into place. He howled with pain later and had to have Heero rock him while he tried to calm down. “Damn that hurt like a bitch.”
Heero handed him a cool cloth and Duo held it to his nose to staunch the bleeding. “Any cuts or scrapes?”
“Other than a bruised ego, and a bruised jaw, nothing.”
Heero nodded. “Let’s get you cleaned up.” He went into the closet and returned with a loose shirt and sweats. “Hope you don’t mind wearing my clothes for tonight.”
Wearing Heero’s clothes? With Heero’s smell all over them?
‘Don’t mind if I do!’
“Oh no don’t worry. They’ll do.” He nodded although Heero couldn’t see. “You’ll need to change too, your shirt has blood on it.” He said as he went into the washroom to change and wash off the blood on his face.
“So… where am I sleeping?” He asked as he entered the bedroom. Heero owned a massive King-sized bed and he looked ridiculously small in it. He went to Heero’s side and sat down, placing a hand gently in his hair. “Hey Heero… asleep yet?”
“No… you’ll sleep here. I got you the extra pillow.” He said as he grasped the said pillow lightly to show him where it was.
“In this bed? With you?” Duo was surprised. Considering the problem yesterday why would Heero want him in the same bed as him? The same room? “I don’t think that’s a good idea… Trowa will kill me if…”
“Trowa has no say in this.” He said his eyes narrowed, the blue sparkling in the lamplight.
“Don't be mad at Trowa. I understand why he reacted that way... if I was in his place I'd do the same.” He tugged at Heero's hair lightly.
“I doubt you'd go and attack my boyfriend.”
“I would. Actually Trowa let me off easy. If I was in his place I'd kill him for trying to hurt you.” Heero turned over onto his back at that.
“You didn't hurt me. You weren't trying to hurt me either. That's why Trowa is wrong and...”
“I still don’t think it’s a good idea. This isn’t about getting back at Trowa.” He reached over Heero and grabbed the pillow. Heero was still holding onto it and he didn’t let it go. “I’ll go sleep on the couch.”
“He always does this! Last time too he yelled at Adam and it made him so angry at me! He always ruins things for me!” He looked frustrated and upset.
“He cares…”
“I care about him too but I don’t go about butting into his relationships! He should mind his own business. I want you to sleep in this bed with me and Trowa can say nothing about it.” He said forcefully and ripped the pillow out of Duo’s hand, placing it right beside his. “Go to sleep. Now.”
Duo ran his fingers through Heero’s hair, delighting in the feel of the soft strands slipping through his fingers. His hands were used to dealing with his own hip-length hair, so the short strands felt strange and amazing on his fingers. “No Heero. I can barely keep my hands off you; I might do something we both regret during the night. I’ll go sleep on the couch, with or without that pillow.” He said softly but Heero’s expression crumpled anyway. He grabbed the pillow and threw it in the general direction of the door.
“Go then.” He said and Duo got up, feeling torn. If he slept with Heero as he wished then he would most probably do things in his sleep that will destroy their relationship. If he left now he leaves Heero angry and frustrated at him… maybe even upset. Choosing upset over losing Heero entirely, Duo picked up the pillow and started to leave. “Aiko!” Heero called and the bundle of energy came bouncing down the hallway straight into Heero’s bedroom. With purpose the dog climbed on the bed and curled up next to Heero who hugged her to him.
Duo’s eyes widened. Heero felt lonely too. Only that he had a big hulking mass of dog to hug while Duo hugged a pillow to himself every night. Throwing the pillow back on the bed, Duo climbed in on the other side of Heero, away from the dog, and pressed himself against his back. “If I do something stupid, hit me okay? Don’t talk, just hit me. I’m a heavy sleeper.” He warned and then kissed Heero’s ear as he saw him smile.
“Good night Duo.”
“Good night, love.”
There was no doubt about it. Someone was after him. After them.
Duo pulled at his hair as the pictures in his inbox assaulted him. There were at least fifty pictures. Of Duo kissing Heero that first time on his doorstep, pictures taken through the large living room window, the picture of him kissing Heero’s stomach was in it too, normal pictures of them just walking down the street… his favourite one was where Heero was standing in front of him and smiling shyly while Duo was talking animatedly. Even he could see there was a lot of attraction between them in that photograph.
All the images had been sent to him with the message ‘I’m watching you. Leave Heero alone. Quit your job.’ Attached to it.
Duo sent an email back asking ‘Is this Adam?’
He got no response back.
A/N: I'm pretty sure I just gave away the entire plot. But meh...
Hope you liked!