Disclaimer: Duo and Heero and the rest of the GW gang aren't mine. This
story is. Nuff said.
See Part 1 for warnings
************ Time passing or scene change
*~*~*~*~*~* Major POV shift
Marriage + Chapter 16
"You'll never love him
the way that I do," Relena hissed furiously.
"No, I won't, and thank god for that!" Duo responded fervently.
Just as his response left his mouth, Duo saw Heero come around the corner
of the house behind Relena. The colour drained from his lover's face,
leaving it an unhealthy gray. Cobalt depths filled with unutterable pain
met his violet gaze. In the instant of seeing Heero's reaction, the last
piece of the puzzle dropped in place for Duo. He finally understood why
Heero hadn't given up and moved on; why he had put so much thought into
the rings; why he had been so upset over Duo not wearing a helmet; why
he had looked disappointed on reading through the planned ceremony; why
he had done so many things throughout the short time they had been together
so far. 'He loves me! Oh Heero-love, husband-mine, I'm sorry - but that
doesn't mean what you think!' He needed to finish his response, fast
- but he also needed Heero to stay put while he did so. Almost instinctively,
his fingers flicked out instructions, relying on the training so deeply
ingrained in them both as to be near instinct to make Heero notice, understand,
and follow them. 'Wait. Hold position. Further data.'
Looking straight into those bright blue eyes that belied the spoiled child
within, he told Relena, "I will never love Heero the way that you
do because you don't love Heero at all. You love the notion of
the pretty little girl taming the wild beast; the fairy-tale princess
elevating the rank of the commoner who rescued her; the helpless maiden
in distress marrying her handsome saviour; The Perfect Pacifist rehabilitating
The Perfect Soldier and ending up with The Perfect Marriage. You love
the idea of being in love."
Duo switched his gaze from Relena back to Heero, silently begging him
to listen, understand, and stop hurting. "I, on the other
hand, love Heero. I love him as my best friend, my lover, my partner,
the man who makes love to me so tenderly, the man who makes sure I eat
properly and get enough rest, the man who pisses me off beyond belief
when he orders me to do something for my own good. I don't expect him
to be something he isn't, and I don't expect him to be the 'Perfect' anything
because I'm sure as hell not perfect myself!"
As Duo spoke, putting into words the nature of Relena's obsession, explaining
something that Heero had instinctively known yet had never been able to
clearly express, Heero fought desperately to maintain at least a superficial
degree of composure. 'Okay, if that's how Relena "loves" me
and Duo says he won't ever love me like that, then that's a good
thing. But what will he do? Will he love me any other way?
God, Duo, please, I need to know...'
As those beautiful eyes turned away from Relena and back to meet his gaze,
they went from hard amethysts back to soft pools of violet. 'Dare I believe
what his eyes seem to say?' Listening to the words being spoken by a voice
that had changed as drastically as the eyes, he realized that yes, he
could believe. 'He loves me. Duo loves me!' Light-headed with relief,
Heero had to consciously stifle a snicker at Duo's description of him
as "the man who pisses me off beyond belief". 'If he can love
me when I'm being a protective asshole and ordering him around, then he
must really love me!'
Taking one slightly shaky step forward, Heero held out his arms. Duo came
past Relena in a rush, flinging himself into them and closing his own
arms around Heero with enough force to drive the breath out of him.
"I'm sorry, love, so sorry, didn't mean to hurt you like that, didn't
know you were there..." Duo murmured frantically, voice muffled by
how tightly he was pressing his face to the crook of Heero's neck.
"I know, it's okay now, I love you too, everything's going to be
Some of the pain had receded from Heero's eyes while Duo put Relena in
her place and some of the colour had come back into his face. 'Thank god,
for a moment there I was afraid he was going to pass out...' Now, speaking
while gazing directly into those expressive cobalt depths, Duo could see
the emotions pass through them, changing as he continued to speak. As
hope replaced the pain, then joy replaced the hope, Duo realized it was
going to be okay. Relena's presence was virtually forgotten by the time
Heero took a shaky step towards him and opened his arms. Charging towards
Heero, he was vaguely aware that Relena paled and jumped aside as if afraid
that he was about to attack her. 'Stupid bitch. Doesn't she realize that
she's just not worth it?' Crashing into his lover with enough force to
make him stagger back a step, Duo hung onto Heero with all his strength,
desperately trying to apologize for the hurt he had caused with his initial
response to Relena.
"I know, it's okay now, I love you too, everything's going to be
okay..." Heero murmured in reassurance, holding him just as tightly
'Ow. We're both gonna have bruises. But I don't care! I need this...'
Vaguely, he could hear Relena demanding shrilly that Heero had
to talk to her. Heero didn't even deign to reply, instead drawing a startled
yelp from Duo as he shifted his grip and lifted him off his feet. Turning
and swiftly striding around the side of the house, Heero ducked inside
and kicked the door shut before turning back to face it and urging, "Lock
it". Duo reached out and clicked the deadbolt in place, then, with
a few quick taps on the keypad, set the alarm system.
Heero carried Duo through into the living room, dropping down onto the
couch with Duo across his lap. 'God, he's so tense he's shaking. Or the
shaking is shock. Fuck, neither one is good,' Duo thought anxiously. Falling
back on an old familiar standby for relieving a tense situation, he quipped,
"Remind me to send her a thank you card when we get back."
"A what?" Heero blinked, certain that he must have misheard
"A thank you card."
"Why the hell would you do a thing like that?"
"Well, see, if you think about it, she's the one that actually got
us together. Her showin' up at Quat's uninvited made me say we were gettin'
married. Her sneakin' into your room made me move you in with me. Her
tryin' to play footsie with you..."
Heero snickered, then snorted, then finally gave in and just plain laughed.
The irony of the whole situation really was unbelievable. Everything Relena
had done to chase after him had just gained him more ground with Duo.
As he laughed, however, it started to take on a hysterical note. He had
been through so many extremes of emotion today that it was all starting
to catch up to him.
"Heero, it's not that funny," he distantly heard Duo
say, but he just couldn't seem to stop laughing even though he was starting
to hiccup and to have trouble getting his breath.
"Dammit Heero, don't make me have to slap you. Calm down, it's okay
Evidently giving up on words, Duo caught his face in both hands, but rather
than slapping him, he kissed him. Hard. And long. And deep. And when Duo
finally pulled back, the hiccups were gone and the shortness of breath
was for an entirely different reason.
"God, Duo, I love you so much..."
"I realize that now," Duo responded, his eyes shadowed with
regret, "and I'm so sorry I was such a thick-skulled idiot about
it before. I dunno whether I should even ask how long you've been
waitin' for me to grow up and realize what was starin' me in the face."
"Probably not," Heero answered, pulling Duo even closer and
burying his face against Duo's neck. "Just hold me for a while?"
"Anything you want, husband-mine. Anything at all."
Arms wrapped securely around one another, they remained on the couch,
Duo still on Heero's lap, occasionally whispering a soft endearment or
exchanging a tender kiss, ignoring the ringing doorbell, the persistent
knocking, and the shrill shouting. Eventually, another, unfamiliar, voice
could be heard outside.
Reluctantly, Duo unwound himself from around Heero and slid off his lap.
Stalking over to the window, he parted the blinds to see what was happening
on the porch.
"What's going on?" Heero asked, wincing as he tried to rub the
circulation back into his legs. 'Ouch. Don't recall any of those romance
novels talking about that little drawback to holding your lover on your
lap for too long.'
"Relena's being served with the restraining orders. She doesn't look
too happy... Nope, there go the papers - she just ripped them up. Heh,
guess Quat must've mentioned she's got quite the temper for a pacifist
- the guy just handed her another set," Duo snickered. "Ooh,
that's different. Pargan's leaving! Guess his loyalty doesn't stretch
quite so far as to support her in violating a restraining order..."
"Isn't she leaving?" Heero asked, starting to ease to his feet.
'I hate that pins-and-needles feeling of returning circulation. Next time,
I've got to remember that half an hour in one position with Duo on my
lap is apparently a little too long...'
"Yep, and the guy that served the restraining order is following
her. Guess that's the end of that, at least for now," Duo said, turning
away from the window.
Seeing Heero leaning rather heavily on the couch armrest and grimacing,
he asked worriedly, "What's wrong? You didn't hurt your back carrying
me in here, did you?"
"No... My feet and legs just fell asleep," Heero admitted ruefully.
Duo slapped his hand over his mouth too late to muffle a snicker. "Are
you insinuating that I'm too heavy?" he demanded in mock indignation.
"Oh no, I am not falling for that one," Heero answered
with a smirk.
The long shadows of late afternoon stretched across the bedroom floor.
A trail of clothing led from the door to the bed, where Duo and Heero
lay facing each other, legs entwined, hands roaming down each other's
back, mouths pressed together urgently. Drawing back slightly, Heero asked
hesitantly, "Duo... will you let me..."
Feeling Heero's fingertips brush his entrance, Duo realized what he was
asking. Meeting his eyes, he said wonderingly, "Yes. God, yes. You've
never offered before. Why?"
Pulling Duo even closer, Heero buried his face in the cascade of chestnut
silk spilling over Duo's shoulder before murmuring, "I had
to keep something back. When I first decided to use sex to draw
you closer, I promised myself that I would save something for later, for
after I told you that I loved you and hopefully found out you loved me
too. It didn't really matter to me who took who, so when you asked to
take me, I agreed. I couldn't tell you why I wanted to wait and I was
terrified that refusing you would push you away. A couple of times I was
afraid you were going to ask me to take you too, but I was able to distract
you enough to avoid the question. I wanted at least one of our 'first
time together' occasions saved for now, when it's making love on both
sides, not just sex..."
'Dammit Duo, you've got a hell of a lot to make up for,' Duo thought
as he heard the wistfulness in Heero's voice. "Heero, I am so, so
sorry I took so long to figure things out. But as long as you loved me,
it was never 'just sex', even if I was too busy bein' a baka to
"If... if I had told you sooner, maybe when I gave you the ring,
would it... would it have made any difference?"
Duo sighed. "I don't know, love. I wish I could tell you that I'd
have figured things out right away and everything woulda gone perfectly,
but I just don't know. I probably would have still gone through with the
wedding, but I might have refused to become lovers thinkin' that it wouldn't
be right when you wanted more than I was ready to offer. And that would
have blocked a lot of the opportunities that you took to show me how great
we could be together - and I don't just mean the sex. I mean the cuddlin'
and the conversations while lyin' together in bed, and the pillow fight,
and the picnics, and even the scrappin' over the riding helmet. And while
I was attracted to you way back before I convinced myself you were
straight, and might even have been startin' to fall in love with you,
I'd done an awfully good job of buryin' all those memories. It was all
the things you've done over the past few weeks that made me fall in love
with you this time around. Rememberin' what happened during the war just
made me acknowledge my feelings, it didn't cause 'em all by itself."
"So I did the right thing in waiting?"
'Oh god, Heero, I hate seein' you so uncertain. It's just so unlike you.'
"Yeah, I think you did," Duo assured him.
Rolling onto his back, Duo pulled Heero with him. "Now, husband-mine,
how about we find out what it's like to make love when we both know there's
real love behind it, hmm?"
Heero dove in for a quick kiss, then pulled back and, with love and mischief
dancing in his eyes, smirked, "Ninmu ryoukai."
'Uh oh, I'm in trouble now, Heero's on a mission...'
Special note: Chapter 17 is a lemon. If you prefer to avoid the citrus,
skip ahead to Chapter 18 - you won't miss anything
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