Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing.
A/N: A special thanks to Dragonborncrystal for being the amazing beta that she is! Without her this chapter wouldn't quiet have to same emotional aspect to it than it has not to mention it would have numerous atrocious grammar errors. Cookies to you!
Recap: Derosia had offered Heero a chance to skip going to a psychiatrist by offering him an alternate suggestion. Heero follows Derosia to his apartment where Derosia asks him about his sexual orientation at which point Heero leaves. Duo picks him up and they make up. So yeah, Duo's talking to Heero now.
And the story unfolds...
Posted on: 17th January, 2007
“Here ya go Hee-chan. I made you some breakfast.” I dropped the paper I was reading. How and when did Duo learn to cook? More importantly, was it safe to eat or should I be trying to find a bio-hazard suit?
“What is it?” I glanced suspiciously at the mass of yellow runny eggs with some strange green stuff in it. The bio-hazard suit was looking more and more likely by the minute.
“It’s scrambled eggs with green onions!”
I looked at him incredulously, “Duo, no one puts green onions in scrambled eggs.”
“I know. But I’m being creative. Try some!” He said enthusiastically as he stood over my shoulder looking at me expectantly. I gulped and tried to control my gag reflex.
I poked it cautiously with my fork and sighed with relief when it didn’t move. Hey, no one can ever be sure what Duo puts in this stuff. I truly believe a day will come when one of his concoctions will sprout legs and run screaming when poked with a fork.
Taking a small amount I tasted it and surprisingly it was pretty good. I even managed to ignore the runny state of the eggs and ate with more enthusiasm.
“This is good Duo.” I complimented him and he beamed in response.
Life was good again.
“Agent Yuy. Agent Derosia requests your presence in his office immediately.” Janice told me without looking at me typing continuously on her computer.
Honestly. Can’t the guy wait? I haven’t even set foot in my office yet! Duo was still lagging behind me chatting with some random guys while I am hauling his stuff to our office.
I sighed. “But I just got here.” I am not whining. Who says I’m whining? I don’t whine! Duo whines! I don’t!
“Agent Derosia told me to give you this message as soon as you arrived.”
Duo finally came up behind me and saw my annoyed expression. “What’s wrong Hee-chan?”
“Derosia wants to see me.” I growled at him and dumped all our stuff into his arms as I turned around to go to the head office.
“Heero!” Duo called out. I stopped and watched him run into our office and dump all our stuff there. Closing the door behind him he jogged over to me. “I’m coming with you.” He said with finality and I smiled.
I knocked on Derosia’s door while Duo stayed a step behind me.
“Come in.”
I walked in with Duo tagging closely behind. We both stood at attention near the chairs until Derosia looked up from his files.
“You!” The expletive burst out of Derosia’s mouth in a momentary loss of control that had both of us surprised. Why was Derosia so venomous towards Duo?
We both watched him quickly soften his face as he pasted an obviously fake smile on his face. Duo’s smiles were much better, real or fake.
“Agent Maxwell! I believe I only asked for Agent Yuy. Is there a particular reason you are here?”
I tried not to get uncomfortable. Derosia reserved every right to have Duo thrown out of his office and I really, really didn’t want that.
“I asked him to come with me sir.” I answered before Duo had a chance to say anything.
“Then I will ask you the same question. Is there a particular reason he is here?” He asked me; his voice gaining a slight steely edge that I’m pretty sure was only evident to me.
“I have an alternate suggestion in relation to your offer, sir.”
“Oh? And what would that be?” He asked dropping all pretences and letting sarcasm seep through.
“I would like for you to oversee my treatment but with Duo present at all times.”
Duo stayed quiet but I could sense curiosity roll off him in waves. I’ll never be more thankful for him not saying anything at this moment.
I watched as Derosia’s eyes narrowed. Clearly he didn’t like the proposal. I don’t know what his intentions are but I am not going to stick around to find out.
“I’m afraid that is unacceptable, Hee-chan.” He answered slyly and I snapped my eyes up to look at him in surprise. Simultaneously Duo whipped around to glare at me. What for though? I have no idea.
“With all due respect sir, don’t call me Hee-chan.” I answered tersely.
“Agent Maxwell, you are dismissed.”
Trying to outsmart Derosia I turned around right with Duo and started walking out.
“Yuy. Stay behind.” He snapped and I froze.
I watched Duo as he stopped and looked at me and then at Derosia. He was getting angry I could see that but I could also see the frustration in his eyes.
I nodded once, hesitantly, to let him know he could go on ahead without me.
But he just stood there looking between Derosia and me.
“Maxwell. Leave.” He said icily but Duo didn’t move.
“It’s okay Duo.” I said to him and offered him a small smile and Duo reluctantly left the room. He did, however, leave the door wide open.
God I love that guy.
I tried not to snicker at his retreating back when Derosia barked at me again, “Close the door Heero.”
There he goes with the first name again. I felt my hands curl into a fist as I closed the door and refused to come any nearer.
“Come here Heero. Take a seat.” He said in a sickening sweet voice and I dragged myself to one of the chairs but remained standing.
“Must you be so difficult Heero? I am offering you an alternative to therapy. Do you want to be stuck in a clinic?” He asked me incredulously. I stayed quiet.
When I didn’t respond he got up and moved around his desk and came and stood behind me. I stayed standing stock still not letting my discomfort with his proximity show through.
Hey, I don’t like people coming near me.
“Heero…” He whispered, his hot breath on my ear and I felt the small hairs on my neck stand up as shivers ran through me. I wanted him away from me. Now.
I tried to move away but realised that I was facing his desk and Derosia was behind me. I had no escape.
If I move forward he’d lean forward and then I’d truly be trapped. If I moved back I’d go straight into his chest and I had no intentions of giving that bastard a hug.
“Heero… I’m sure you understand my intentions by now…” He continued to whisper into my ear as he placed his right hand on my abdomen tracing lazy circles with his thumb through the shirt. I felt goose bumps rise from the contact area and I started to feel nauseous.
“Please don’t touch me, sir.” I asked him politely even as my vision was beginning to narrow. He ignored my request and undid the button over my navel, his hand inside. I clenched my fingers tighter as a new wave of disgust and nausea swept over me making me feel physically ill.
He splayed his fingers over the bare skin of my stomach and then dipped his middle finger into my belly button. I felt every muscle in my body tense just as my stomach lurched in protest.
“Christian.” He purred into my ear and leaned into my back and used his right hand to push me into him. Even going forward wouldn’t help me now. “Not sir… Christian.”
I started hearing a high-pitched buzzing in my ears as my vision narrowed further and I started seeing black spots.
Get off me!
His hand tightened on my stomach as he popped another button open and started pulling my shirt out of my pants.
“You know… I’ve been attracted to you since I called you to my office the first time…oh god I’ve been dying to touch you…” He licked my ear and then bit the shell.
“Don’t touch me, sir.” My pleas went unheard as he wrapped both his arms around my body and started placing open-mouthed kisses along my neck.
Get off me! Get off me!
Now using both hands he completely pulled my shirt out of my pants and started rubbing my torso up and down his one hands lingering on my chest and the other dipped towards my crotch.
“Sir!” I tried again as I controlled my urge to vomit. He started rubbing his hands up and down my sides and I decided I couldn’t take it anymore.
Get off me!
“Sir, let me go. NOW.” I was cold all over. I felt ice running through my veins making me sick and dizzy. I was seeing black and it was getting harder for me to think straight.
Get off me! Don’t touch me!
“Relax Heero. I’ll make sure you enjoy this.” He mumbled against my neck and bit me lightly. He slipped his left hand past my belt and his other hand pinched one of my nipples.
I felt physically sick as hot bile climbed up my throat and I ground my teeth together, fists tightening so much I felt my nails break the skin of my palms. My vision had narrowed to the point where the only real things were his hands on me and the nausea slowly making it’s way through my body so even this pain didn’t register in my mind. The last conscious part of my brain was shrieking about danger, about me loosing control and not being able to focus; that the fact I could no longer register my surroundings was bad.
Kill that motherfucker. Snarled the Duo voice in my brain angrily, drowning out my last rational thoughts. Kill him or I will.
“Stop!” I commanded but my traitorous voice came out trembling. I felt him smile against my neck as his hand cupped my crotch and begin to massage.
“LET ME GO! NOW!!” I yelled as loudly as I could, pushing back hard and elbowing Derosia in his side. He stumbled away from me as the office door crashed in. My action didn’t register, the door didn’t register, the shouting didn’t register, all I could feel, see, smell was Derosia and his hands on my body.
I fell on my knees as a wave of dizziness overtook me and I bent over puking out whatever remained of my rather creative breakfast.
“Don’t touch me. Don’t touch me. Don’t touch me.” What was wrong with me? I grabbed my head in my hands and kept repeating the phrase over and over again. I couldn’t think anymore. I couldn’t see anything but hands, hands on my body. I just didn’t want him to touch me again.
His hands were so cold. The cold won’t go away.
“Don’t touch me. Don’t touch me. Don’t touch me.” I whispered as I wrapped my arms around my stomach trying to erase his touch from my body. “Don’t touch me.”
“Heero.” A figure came in front of me and started reaching out to me, but I couldn’t see who it was. Hands, more hands, no more hands! “Heero, buddy don’t worry I’m here.”
“What the fuck is wrong with him?” Someone yelled. The voices were detached from reality, like how you hear them when you’re bordering between asleep and awake; without identity, just sounds in a space with no meaning.
“Shut the fuck up Derosia!” The shape in front of me yelled back. “I swear if you hurt Heero…”
“Don’t touch me.” I repeated, trying to crawl away from the screaming shadows.
“Hee-chan… buddy it’s me…” It told me soothingly. But I don’t know who said that, hands, that’s all I saw, hands.
“Please just don’t touch me.” I begged . Instead, the hands grabbed a hold of my shoulders.
It shouldn’t have done that.
“DON’T TOUCH ME!!” I yelled and pulled out my gun and aimed it at the shadow in front of me.
I pulled the trigger.
A/N: Dun dun dun... nah I'm not evil enough to leave you with cliffhangers. I hate them (despise them!) myself. So double update! YAY!
Aren't I on a roll? Two double updates in a row. Four chapters in two updates. Duuuuuuude... I'm gooooooooood...
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