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Author: Aya

All the Same + Part Five

Walking down the street with Duo was an event in itself. For some unknown reason, just about everyone found it fascinating that Heero was strolling around with a guy who was dressed to kill in skintight leather. Duo didn't mind the attention, but Heero found it highly annoying and he threatened to kill four people before they even reached the first store.

"Are you sure about this?" Duo asked skeptically as he looked around the department store. It was full of preppy clothes.

Heero shrugged, "Why not? I shop here."

"I can see that," he mumbled as he looked at Heeros assemble of a Polo shirt and....khakis. Heero glared at him.

"Do you have a problem with what I'm wearing?" he demanded with a glare.

Duo shrugged. "Well, now that you mention it..." he let his sentence trail off when Heero's glare intensified. "No, no problem. I always liked the nerdy rich kid look," he said brightly.

Heero scowled and dragged him into the store by the braid. "Itaaai!! Not the hair! Not the hair!"

*Two hours, sixteen minutes and fifty four seconds later*

"You haven't chosen even one outfit yet?" Heero demanded as he glared at the braided boy. After the first hour he had settled on the floor in the corner, just outside the dressing room Duo was in. He had already dozed off twice, and his leg was beginning to fall asleep. He was also beginning to think that this shopping thing was a very bad idea.

Duo stared at him from over the top of the door of the little stall. "Well...Hee-Chan, I want to look good. I can't just choose any old thing you know," he drawled.

Heero snorted.

"I need you to come in here for a minute," the braided one called suddenly.

Heero groaned. "What do you need me for?"

"To..Tell me how I look," Duo said casually.

"That's what the mirror is for," Heero grumbled.

"As soon as you come in, the sooner I'll be do-one," Duo sang cheerily.

Heero frowned. He couldn't argue with that...logic. He pulled himself to his feet, and opened the stall, stepping in. It was already small enough, but with both of them in there, it was practically claustrophobic. He looked Duo up and down and nodded approvingly. The boy was wearing tight black jeans and a black sleeveless tee shirt.

"Looks good. Now let's go," he said shortly. He didn't know if he would be able to maintain the little self-control that he had, when he was this close to the other boy.

Duo leaned forward and grinned. "Think so?" he asked.

Heero's breath caught in his throat, and memories of the night before came rushing back to him. A naked Duo...all over him and doing the most amazing things with his mouth.

Grinning Duo leaned forward even more until they were practically pressed together, Heero's back pressed against the door. "That mean you like the merchandise?" he asked teasingly, his lips brushing against Heeros mouth. Heero shivered and nodded mutely.

Duo licked his lips and eyed the gorgeous creature that he was currently plastered up against. This certainly was tempting. He knew Heero didn't think they should get too close because they had just met and all. But then again, Duo Maxwell was never actually known for resisting temptation.

With that thought, he leaned forward closing the little distance between them and slipped his tongue in to the other boys mouth.


"Are you sure about this, Relena?" Quatre asked doubtfully as they walked through the department store. "I mean, what if Heero sees us here. He will know we were following him."

Relena gave him a dirty look. "Don't be such a pussy; it's a department store for cripes sake. We could be shopping, you know. That's what people do in department stores," she snapped at him.

Quatre scowled at her, but didn't protest as they approached a bored looking clerk. Relena smiled at him charmingly. "Hey there," she said sweetly.

The guy looked her up and down and perked up. "Hello Miss, how may I help you?" he asked eagerly.

She pouted softly and batted her eyelashes at him. "Well, see the thing is, I'm looking for my brother and I just don't know where he went off too. Maybe you have seen him.." she suggested with a smile.

He smiled back. "What does he look like?"

She thought a moment. "He has dark hair; Prussian blue eyes and he would probably be with another guy. The other one has a long braid," she told him.

The clerk nodded vigorously. "Yeah, I've seen them; I wouldn't forget a guy with hair like that. They are in the dressing area. If you need any more help..."

Before he could finish his sentence Relena strode purposefully toward the dressing rooms, dragging Quatre behind her. "Relena!! This is crazy, if Heero knew we were following him he would never forgive me," he whined.

She spun on her heal and glared at him. "Do you want to find out what he is doing with that little hooker or not?"

He nodded meekly. "I do.. But.."

She cut him off. "Then no 'but's... Let's just do this," she said then continued to drag him behind her.


Wufei walked towards the dressing rooms of the department store, a pure white suit in his hand. Today was his and Hilde's three-month anniversary and the crazy onna had insisted they go out to this fancy restaurant to celebrate.

"This is injustice," he muttered to himself as he eyed the suit mournfully.

He was too caught up in his own thoughts to see where he was walking, and ended up smashing right into somebody. He looked up in surprise.

"My apologies. It's all my fault," he said sincerely.

"Watch where you are going clod," a familiar female voice complained.

He looked up and made a face. "What are you doing here, Relena?"

She gave him an exasperated look and smirked. "Same as you obviously. It's called 'shopping', you nimrod."

He ignored her and spotted Quatre cowering behind a clothes rack. "Is there a problem Quatre-Kun?" he asked dryly.

Relena looked over at her blonde companion and snorted in disgust.

However anything any of them were planning on saying was interrupted by a loud moan. Wufei stared at the stall in confusion, Quatre stared in fear and anger, and Relena looked at the door gleefully.


Heero let out a loud moan as Duos slender fingers jerked his throbbing shaft, while that sexy mouth licked and nipped at the base of his throat. He bit his lip, trying to control his exclamations of pleasure, but all rational thoughts were thrown to the wind when the long haired boy started pumping faster, simultaneously grinding his own erection against Heeros leg.

"...Oh god..." Heero practically sobbed as he slumped against the door helplessly, spreading his legs further apart to give the violet eyed angel better access to his groin.

Duo leaned forward, eagerly pressing himself between Heeros well-muscled thighs. The other boy was making the most delicious sounds, and it was slowly driving him crazy. "I want to be inside you," he panted in Heero's ear.

He squeezed harder, and Heero let out an inarticulate groan. "..Can I?...god please..." Duo pleaded desperately, aching to be satisfied.

"..whatever...you want." Heero said raggedly.

Just as Heero came, the unexpected happened.

The door gave way, and they sprawled backwards on the carpet of the store. They both froze, and slowly looked up. They were greeted with the site of Wufei, Relena, and Quatre, all staring at them.

"Oh, shit," Heero muttered, turning red in embarrassment. He was dimly aware that his jeans were pulled down his thighs and his shirt was undone. Not only that, but Duo;s hand was still clasping his cock. He tried to talk, but words failed him... he was still reeling from the sensation of his first orgasm. Well...first orgasm that was brought on by someone else's hand, anyway.

"Well, well. Fancy meeting you here," Duo drawled breaking the silence. He smirked at the horrified faces of Wufei and the blonde kid, and slowly licked Heeros sticky cum off his fingers.

Heero turned even redder and cleared his throat. Duo pouted but got off of him, smiling at the others as he did so.

"Uh...hi," Heero said lamely as he scrambled to fix his clothes.

Wufei was still gaping as the braided boy inserted each of his fingers into his mouth and sucked Heero's essence off of them. "Gah!" Wufei blurted out intelligently, just as blood began to drip from his nose.

"Having problems Wu-Man?" Duo asked teasingly as the Chinese teenager wiped frantically at his nose.

Wufei glared at the boy evilly. "Kisama!" he shouted before turning on his heel and running off in search of some Kleenex.

Duo snickered, then looked at the other two people. He didn't even have time to make a smart-ass comment, because the next thing he knew the blonde boy let out something that resembled a war cry and attacked him.


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