Genre: Romance, Angst, Humor, Lime/Lemon
Warnings: Yaoi, Language, Lime/Lemon
Disclaimer: Not mine
Arranged Marriage +
Duo gazed around the stateroom,
a sudden feeling of loneliness overcoming him. None of what had happened
that day had felt right. Not sneaking into Wufei's room that morning,
not marrying him, the reception, not even their physical union that night.
Nothing had felt right...not until Wufei had shown a sudden fit of tenderness
and drawn the braided youth into his arms and pressed a gentle kiss to
his lips before dropping off to sleep. For a brief moment in Wufei's strong
and yet, gentle, embrace Duo had felt...he'd felt whole. Like the part
of him that had been aching for fulfillment for years had been complete
for a short moment.
And Duo didn't like it.
He didn't like it at all.
Duo shifted his gaze from the patch of moonlight he'd been studying intensely
a moment before to the sleeping form in the bed. The Asian youth was curled
up, embryo style, his arms embracing a pillow tightly. A soft smile touched
Duo's lips as he glanced at his spouse. How uncharacteristically cute.
Duo frowned and shook his head abruptly, mentally giving himself a harsh
slap. He couldn't afford to let himself have thoughts like that. He did
not like Wufei and that was that. There was no point in entertaining soft
feelings for the youth. Wufei and him were like oil and water. Incompatible,
clashing and not good together.
But the sex was good.
Duo paused at this sudden thought and smiled wryly. "Mom's rubbing
off on me," he said aloud, slipping off his chair and walking over
to his unpacked suitcase. Dropping to his knees, he rummaged through the
suitcase's contents, managing to scatter most of them across the room
until he found what he was looking for. Pulling on the heavy sweater,
Duo got to his feet and quickly exited the room.
But...Duo paused in the doorway, turning to gaze at his husband. To have
and to hold. In sickness and in health. For better or for worse. Duo's
heart ached and he quietly crossed the room to brush fine strands of hair
away from Wufei's face to give him better access as he brushed his lips
across Wufei's. And then, he jumped away as if frightened Wufei would
wake up and rushed out of the room.
Wufei shivered slightly as he sat up, slowly awakening. "Duo?"
he mumbled through fogs of sleep, searching the room for his spouse. No
one. Wufei felt a slight feeling of disappointment chill him for a moment,
but he quickly brushes the feeling away. He didn't care if Duo was here
or not. The youth was a nuisance and it was good riddance in Wufei's mind.
Except Wufei's mind was bitterly denying the fact that he didn't like
Duo right now. Instead, it was crying out pitifully for companionship.
Namely, a certain braided idiot's.
Wufei shook his head and set his jaw firmly. He wouldn't even go there.
He wouldn't even start thinking about the youth. Wouldn't think of how
chestnut curls escaped the braid's tight bindings and clung to his flushed
face. Wouldn't think of how Duo's skin felt, silky, warm and smooth. Wouldn't
think of how the scent of soap and freshness clung to the boy. Wouldn't
think of how much he'd love to unravel all of Duo's secrets. No, he wouldn't
think of Duo at all.
That settled, Wufei wrapped his blanket firmly around himself and sat
back against the headboard of the bed, searching the room for...no, not
Duo. For signs of life. That was it. Wufei's sharp eyes quickly took in
the messy state of the room and he pronounced with great dissatisfaction,
"Slob." But even the meant-to-be insult had a funny, endearing
little effect, bringing a scowl to Wufei's face. "Dammit, I don't
like him!" Wufei snapped angrily at his reflection in the small mirror
hanging across the room, firmly bolted to the wall. His reflection seemed
to smirk. "Well I don't!"
Oh, wonderful. Now he was arguing with himself. Fantastic. Wufei sighed
unhappily and curled underneath his covers, trying to push away the pecking
little feeling of worry. It was nearly one in the morning...where was
Duo? In answer to his silent question, the door to the stateroom swung
Immediately, Wufei was on his feet, yanking on a heavier shirt and shoes
as he stalked out the door, mumbling something about 'putting the idiot
in bed-with me where he belongs!'
Figuratively speaking of course.
There he is. Wufei started towards Duo, hell-bent on chewing him out for
leaving in the middle of the night, when something made him stop.
Standing alone on the ship deck, Duo was gazing out into the endless sea
and boundless night sky, embracing himself tightly against the wind's
chill, his braid whipping forlornly in the wind. Something about the sad,
lonely picture he cast went right through the walls of bitterness and
anger Wufei had built up around himself and pierced his heart, shattering
the thinnest of the walls and causing him to really see who he
He hadn't married a shameless whore or a double-edged smart aleck, as
he'd believed. He hadn't married a contract or a country as he'd thought.
He'd only married...Duo. Just Duo. Nothing else but the forlorn-looking
figure standing before him.
And he didn't know him at all.
Wufei started, surprised at Duo's quiet voice. "What?"
"I said hello," Duo turned and smiled briefly, the cold wind
whipping color into his face. "I thought you'd be out here sooner
"Did you now?" Wufei murmured, joining Duo up at the rail, unable
to think of a reason not too.
"Yep," Duo smiled again, leaning forward and putting his weight
on his arms and the railing. They stood in an awkward silence for a long
while until Duo finally broke it saying, "If this rail broke with
my weight and I fell, would you care?"
"What?" Wufei turned to face Duo, his dark eyes wide with surprise.
"Really," Wufei promised, his eyes meeting Duo's. Amethyst and
ebony probed within each other, searching for something...but never finding
it. Finally, with a mutual sigh, their eyes broke apart and returned to
the black-looking waters gently lapping at the boat's edge.
"I can't believe people are still awake," Duo said vaguely as
they heard the faint strains of a song start up.
"I think it's just us and whoever's playing," Wufei responded,
not really caring but playing the role of a polite conversationalist.
Duo smiled. "The harmonica. I haven't heard anyone play one since
I was little."
"Really?" Duo nodded and paused, giving Wufei a sharp, wary
glance before continuing.
"At the circus. This troupe of circus performers showed up at the
castle one night and they gave us a show. Later that night, I slipped
down to see them again and one of the older men there was playing his
harmonica." Duo smiled a bit wistfully at the memory and then, returning
to present day, shrugged nonchalantly. "They left in the morning
and I haven't heard a harmonica since."
The strains of the music were growing stronger as the player became more
focused on his music and Wufei found himself humming softly along with
the tune. It was an old one and he couldn't exactly name it... "Care
to dance?" Duo looked up, surprised to see a wry smile curving over
"Want to dance with me?" Wufei offered again, extending his
hand, the wryness leaving his smile and a sense of playfulness seeping
Duo grinned and nodded, grasping Wufei's hand, pleasantly surprised with
the gentleness Wufei used as he took his hand. A soft, amused laugh escaped
Wufei's lips as they moved down and across the deck, growing more playful
as they became more involved with their impromptu dance and dropping his
normally cold, harsh facade.
Duo couldn't help the occasional chuckles that escaped his lips, but as
he watched Wufei loosen up, the laughter faded until only an affectionate
smile remained. They came to an abrupt stop as the music was abruptly
cut off and they separated, a little uneasy with each other after their
moment of freedom and ease.
Duo grinned and said unusually gentle mockery, "You dance quite well."
"As do you." Wufei smiled at him again, and Duo was suddenly
struck by how young his spouse looked.
"Wufei...how old are you?" Duo inquired curiously.
Wufei looked a little surprised. "Seventeen," he replied, a
feeling of self-consciousness hovering over him. Duo's eyebrows arched
in an expression of surprise. Seventeen? He'd imagined Wufei to be several
years older than himself...not only a year.
"Sixteen," Duo announced.
Another soft smile. "I know."
"Well...now you're positive," Duo replied undaunted by Wufei's
prior knowledge. A laugh escaped the Asian youth and Duo added suddenly,
"Didn't you come out here to chew me out for leaving instead of getting
a couple of laughs off of me?"
"I think I'll just take you back with me instead of yelling at you,"
Wufei answered, amusement glowing in his dark eyes.
Duo nodded and impulsively reached for Wufei's hand, grasping it loosely
in his own as they walked back to their room. Wufei gazed at him in mild
surprise, but refrained from saying anything as they walked along the
deck. Back in their room, Wufei said suddenly, "Greensleeves."
Duo stared at him curiously. "What about it?"
"That's the song! Greensleeves!" Wufei explained, a soft blush
tingeing his cheeks. "Sorry. I just couldn't remember the name of
"It's okay," Duo excused him "Actually..." Duo's eyes
darkened and his voice softened as he added, "it's kinda cute."
And with that, he stepped up to Wufei and pressed a soft kiss to his lips,
chilled from their time outside.
Duo only shook his head, smiled rather sadly and said quietly, "Good
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