Pairing: 2+1/1x2, HxH (o.O and I ain't talking 'bout the bloke who built
Sandrock...), H+? - it's a surprise!!
Warnings: Yaoi, lime (not quite a lemon, but I'm not sure how strong that
lime would be considered...), mystery het pairing (make that two)!! No
squick! Don't let it put you off! Oh, and a little masturbation...
Disclaimer: *sigh * No, I don't own them, even though it would be nice.
Notes: If you can work out why it has the title it has, you've worked
out the mystery pairing... ^_~
This is for Cristin, who was looking for third person pov fics... Hope
this is the sort of thing you wanted!
He can be a real idiot sometimes.
Really and truly. Especially where that bastard is concerned. In fact,
I'd say he's only an idiot where that other one is concerned, but
he's a big enough idiot over him to make it count all the time. I've come
to the conclusion he'd do anything for Heero, which might sound touching
and romantic, but would actually be incredibly stupid. 'Yes Heero, of
course I'll self-destruct. You know best.' 'No Heero, of course I don't
mind you running off to rescue Relena yet again when we really need you
Duo's told me much about his war experiences: funny how he usually concentrates
on the ones involving Heero. Most of them don't strike me as being particularly
sweet memories: I wouldn't have thought that having guns pointed at you,
getting punched in the gut, having your identity 'borrowed', and so on
and so forth, were signs of a very loving relationship.
To be quite frank, Heero has
always treated Duo like shit and I intend to put a stop to it.
Since the war ended things haven't got better. I mean, the whole Mariemeia
thing made me angry: 'Duo I need your help saving the world again.' Oh
sure, Heero, I better help then. 'Oh and by the way now you're here and
can't back out we have to go save Relena. Again.' Did I say that before?
There, you see what I mean. He takes advantage of Duo's nature so mercilessly
- not to mention Duo's feelings towards him. He knows, alright - he knows
Duo would move mountains for him, and knows just how to use that fact
for his benefit.
And Duo just does it. Even if he'd rather have his teeth pulled than go
save the ubiquitous peacegirl again. Not that I have anything against
Relena. I've only met her a couple of times, found her a very interesting
and determined person. But Duo sees things a bit differently, and with
At least, he used to. He used to not let her name be said in the house;
if she was mentioned on the news he'd switch it off. But it was different
when Heero was staying: Duo wouldn't say a word against her, not if Heero
was around. Didn't want to upset him, I thought; it seemed he accepted
that Relena meant more to Heero than he did! I pointed that out to him
once, and he kind of smiled as if he was thinking about something, and
told me he'd used to think that too. I asked him why he didn't anymore,
and he said that if it was true, why had Heero chosen to be with him and
not Relena after the war?
I made a sarcastic sound at that. As for Heero 'being with' Duo - well,
that was an exaggeration! He would turn up, with nothing more than one
travelling bag and a suspiciously large amount of cash, stay a few weeks
or months... then vanish again, sometimes for months at a time! What dedication!
Keeping Duo hanging on for crumbs of affection, a few moments of his time,
before moving on when he got bored!
Duo simply shook his head at that, telling me Heero had to travel; had
to make himself useful. I didn't dare ask doing what; I didn't have the
guts to take the answer. I was cynical: yeah, right Duo. I bet he has
someone like you in every colony. Worse than that - and I didn't tell
Duo this part - what if one time he never did come back? I hated to think
what he might be involved in, whether it was just messing with people's
hearts and minds, or something more sinister: but what if we never heard
from him again? What if he were to take off with one of his floozies (not
that Duo is a floozy) - or... Well, I didn't know if he was involved
in dangerous stuff, but this was Heero Yuy we were talking about...
and it would have broken Duo's heart if anything had happened to him.
Or if we just never heard, and Duo kept waiting forever, never having
the closure to get on with his life...
Duo wouldn't listen to me. Once, I had finished my latest tirade, and
he just turned to me and said, very softly, looking me in the eye, "I
love him." Love? It was wasted on Heero Yuy. Why couldn't Duo see?
He was just a fuck to Heero, a good one, granted, or Heero wouldn't have
kept coming back for so long, but nothing more. I hated seeing my best
friend being used like that! I had to get him to see sense! I'd nagged
till I was blue in the face but it didn't make any difference: I was just
banging my head against a brick wall. I needed a better plan, but what
could I do? At one point I even toyed with the idea of seducing one of
them and making sure we were 'accidentally' caught by the other; but that
plan, I decided, had many flaws. For a start, I'd never known Duo be attracted
to a female (or, for that matter, anyone but Heero), and I had no idea
if Heero could be; and at any rate, if I did try it with Heero, even if
I could get over my contempt for him for long enough to go through with
it, Duo would hate me for the rest of my life as well, and I didn't want
that. If I tried it with Duo, though, I'd be stuck in a potentially very
awkward situation afterwards - and besides, sleeping with Duo would be
like having sex with my brother or something. Freaky. For another thing,
I knew it'd never work - Duo only had eyes for Heero, which also counted
out trying to find another young man to take his mind off his absent lover.
My case seemed hopeless.
Then, Heero came back again. He'd only been away three weeks this time;
Duo reacted in the same way as usual: it didn't matter whether he'd been
away three months, three years or had just gone to the shop to fetch some
milk, when he came back Duo couldn't help but wear his brightest smile
and give Heero a kiss that made even me look away out of some kind of
instinct that told me I shouldn't witness something so... so...
Hm. Yeah, well.
Of course, I'd promised Duo that, as usual, I'd be on my best behaviour.
Heero knew as well as Duo did how I felt about their 'relationship', but
I always tried to be as civil as I could, for Duo's sake. Wherever possible
I got on with my work and stayed out of the house as much as I could.
But this one day... I'd gone back to the house for a file of invoices
I'd been checking the night before and had forgotten. I cursed my memory
lapse: I knew I would have to see Duo acting all starry around an unresponsive
Heero. I had grudgingly let Duo have a few days off to send with his wandering
'lover' (and I use the term loosely); at least it meant I didn't have
to hear Duo dropping his name into every conversation because he genuinely
couldn't help it! It was that bad! And always worse when Heero was
But even when he wasn't; Duo had told me, seriously, plenty of times in
the war when he was, for some reason or les, reminded of Heero - I was
even there myself sometimes. Trying to self-destruct before he was captured
by Oz - thinking of Heero doing the same. That time when we went to the
circus! I thought it'd take his mind off the war (and Mr.Trigger-happy)
but noooo. "That's..." As soon as he realised who that guy down
there was, the first thing he said to me: "Maybe he knows where Heero
is..." Such a note of hope in his voice, that he tried to conceal
and failed, that I couldn't say anything at all. And another time he told
me about, with Quatre in the desert, trying not to think about Heero's
self-destruction; they hadn't known each other very long then, but Duo
was shaken, more than he understood the reasons behind. He said he did
understand later But Heero never bothered to tell anyone he wasn't
actually dead; trailing round Europe for ages, trying to get someone
to finish the job for him, succeed where he failed. I bet he didn't think
of Duo once, even though from what I understand they'd already embarked
on their in my opinion totally imbalanced relationship.
I had no doubt that Heero would do just the same again, if a similar situation
were ever to occur I just had to hope for duo's sake it didn't. I was
fully aware of the inconsistency of this attitude: I was prepared to kill
Heero if he ever hurt Duo, even though my little plan to split them up
would hurt him just as much; but I felt that if I caused him a little
pain sooner, it would prevent Heero causing him a lot of pain later.
Or so I thought.
I unlocked the door and stepped into the kitchen. I knew where the file
was, I could go right to the place in the small spare bedroom we used
for a study in our little house. I heard sounds; I looked skywards cynically
as I recognised them instantly. It was only mid- afternoon, but I knew
exactly what they were doing. I started to walk up the hall to the little
room at the far end, fully intending to pay no attention to the noises
I was getting closer to. But then - I froze. They hadn't bothered to even
close the door - and what I could see from my place in the hall made me
pause. I knew they couldn't see me - but the mirror made sure I could
see everything they did.
And I couldn't tear my gaze away.
Heero sitting against the headboard of the bed: naked, sheened with perspiration;
arms up his lover's back, palms to his shoulder blades, holding him close.
Duo, in his lap, spread thighs, knees folded; hands on Heero's shoulders,
one draped over, the other holding tight.
They rocked together, deep, not coming apart for a moment; now their mouths
met, soft, but passion spilled from lip to lip. Sharing sweetness for
long minutes; then breaking reluctantly apart, moving faster. They'd been
taking it slow, joined forever, now approaching the end. No words, just
sounds that express more: Duo's little cries cut as deep as the space
in him they're drawn from. Heero panted against his lover's neck, licking
and kissing at the vein, lips moving over the skin in breathed moans,
A little faster again; eyes met again, lips touched, single focus. Their
grace, their unity: so perfectly and wholly... sensual. Their lips parted
once more, finally bodies moving still faster, still deeper. A pair of
soft, hearttouching cries as they reached the edge together and gave each
Trembling together, still sparks of pleasure short-circuiting through
them, Heero drawing his lover so he was pressed up close, whispering quiet
love-words: but I could make them out, and I could feel they were as real
as those that Duo echoed back.
I leant against the wall, eyes closed, sobered and entirely humbled by
what I had witnessed. I knew then, I had been wrong. I saw Heero Yuy with
a new respect after that. I saw his love: it was real, and always had
been I had made myself blind to it, but it had been there all along.
I kept my mouth shut for the rest of the day, still in contemplation.
I could never break them up, even if I had still wanted to. It was impossible.
Although I was ashamed of my behaviour, felt foolish to have been so misguided;
I felt a lightening, I was so relieved. Duo was safe with Heero. I didn't
have to worry.
That evening I could hear them again through the thin wall that separated
our rooms. Different this time, definitely: my mind supplied, from nowhere,
images of a fast, hot, dynamite passion, a conclusion as inevitable as
gravity. I couldn't help myself: my hand slipped down between my thighs
and touched until I felt myself shudder in pleasure; the pictures in my
head and the two contrasting voices, muffled by the wall but still distinct,
were too erotic for me to resist. Although I could tell this time was
so different, I knew that fundamentally it was the same: it was no quick
fuck, no meaningless sensation. I saw it now, the emotion so concentrated
it couldn't help but find this outlet Inevitable... like gravity... I
knew why it was called falling in love!, I thought to myself.
Heero left again the day after. Duo moped around for a few days, as usual,
but this time I didn't say a word. I didn't go on about how badly Heero
treated him. I didn't point out how he wouldn't have to go through this
every time Heero left if they just broke up. No. I'd learnt my lesson.
I think Duo realised His subdued mood vanished more quickly than usual;
he graced with me a genuine smile when I asked if he was okay.
I realised what a fool I'd been - no, worse, a class A hypocrite - to
add to Duo's unhappiness at being separated from his lover with my poisonous
Then one day, out of the blue: "Hilde, I have something to tell you."
Duo looked nervous, wary, uncertain as to my reaction.
"What? Go on!" His tension spread to me.
"Heero's asked me to marry him."
I stared Duo looked even more nervous. I finally found my voice. "Oh,
Duo!" I threw my arms round him, genuinely and wholeheartedly pleased.
I knew it was Duo's dream come true. "You did say yes, didn't you?"
I teased, even as I felt my eyes filling with tears.
Duo rolled his eyes. "No, I thought I'd keep him waiting a bit, make
him sweat. Of course I said yes!" Then he noticed as my tears brimmed
over. "Hilde?" His worried look was back. "What is it?"
I shook my head and smiled. "I'm happy for you, you idiot!"
And I was. I've always considered it one of my better points that I'm
able to admit my mistakes, I don't bear grudges, I can swallow my pride.
And right now admitting I had been wrong for so long was a small price
to pay for my friend's happiness.
Even though my tears were happy ones, I found myself a little sad too
as I realised it'd be lonely without Duo around.
He seemed to notice my strange mood. "What's up? I thought you said
you were happy for me?" he gently freed himself from my hug to look
at me, concern behind his teasing words.
I shrugged. "I am, but..." I half-smiled. "I'm still gonna
miss having you around!"
He smiled. "You sap! And don't worry, you'll still be working with
me every day! Just 'cos I'll be moving out doesn't mean I'm going to be
a million miles away. I'll probably be just round the corner, bringing
my laundry back 'cos neither me nor Heero can figure out how to do it
I smiled through my tears. "Yeah, that'd be typical: he can master
the Zero system but can't work a washing machine." It was an amusing
image, and I giggled a little.
Duo smiled back. "I'm glad you're not angry. I mean, I don't expect
you to start liking Heero or anything..." He stopped when he noticed
me smiling again. "What?"
"It's okay! I don't mind!"
"You... changed your mind about him?"
I nodded. "I realised... realised how much he really loves you. I
know you'll be happy together."
Duo's smile grew even wider and he hugged me again. "He said he's
decided to settle down. He's tired of always having to rush off and leave
me at a moment's notice." Duo released me again, his expression more
serious now. I didn't ask anything more; but Duo volunteered the information.
"He's been working a s a special agent for the Preventers,"
he said softly. "Not formal work; but whenever they need extra help
with anything big, they just sent for him. But now..." Duo smiled
again. "He says he's tired of always being on edge; he thought he'd
left all that behind at the end of the war. Granted he hasn't had to do
any really dirty work but... he thinks it's time he retired and led a
I giggled. "With you? You'd have thought he'd have realised that
was impossible by now!"
Duo smacked me playfully. He grinned, but it faded back to his serious
look: he continued, again almost in a whisper. "He says he thinks
he's done his duty now, to society for the war; now he says he wants to
do his duty to me."
I felt myself filling up again. Duo gave me a squeeze: "Don't you'll
set me off." I looked at him questioningly: Duo still seldom cried,
even though he was more at ease with that side of himself now. He looked
away from me; I could tell he was a little embarrassed, even now: "Okay,
so I cried when he asked me. I couldn't help it!"
I just hugged him tighter and gave another little laugh. "Just you
make sure he never makes you cry again, yeah? Or he'll have me to deal
I helped as much as I could with the wedding preparations: I was so proud
when he asked me to be his maid of honour - the incident provoked another
little round of tears on my part, which was a little embarrassing seeing
as we were shopping at the time. Looking for a suitable outfit for Duo,
and he had suggested in one wedding outfitters that we'd better look for
a dress for the "bridesmaid". When he answered my puzzled glance
with "That's you, stupid," I kind of squealed and threw my arms
round him, much to the amusement of the staff.
Duo chose a black outfit, naturally, with a smokey grey silk shirt .
We picked out a burgundy sleeveless dress for me. Nothing fancy; they
only wanted a simple ceremony, they said. Which meant, rather than shelling
out for expensive catering, venue etc., they enlisted the help of friends
as much as possible. To be fair, there was a reason behind it: although
they were quite well off through their combined earnings at the time,
Heero had decided to go to college to learn to make the best use of himself
and his talents. Although Duo would still be working, it does have to
be said that the salvage business is not the most profitable in the world.
I was glad I had stopped hating Heero: it meant I could see what an honourable
man he really was - using his Preventer earnings to put himself through
college so he could better support himself and his new spouse. But at
any rate, it meant I was very busy: I'd been roped into making the cake,
thanks to those night classes I took in cookery. (Duo told me Quatre was
supplying the venue - no-one was safe!) They did say it meant we didn't
have to get them a present as well, but of course I wanted to anyway;
but it was only a matter of days before the wedding when I finally got
round to going looking for something to get them. So I had no idea what
to get for them. I had the list they'd sent round, but figured that by
now other people would have bought practically everything on it. I decided
to stop for coffee... and saw a strangely familiar figure.
"Hi... It's Trowa, isn't it?" I'd only met him a few times;
that first time at the circus, I'd only seen him from a distance, and
since then I'd only seen him during his very occasional visits to our
house when he happened to be in the L2 area.
He looked at me, and nodded. "Hilde?"
I smiled. "That's right. I guess you're here for the wedding?"
It was going to be on the colony we lived on: seeing as Heero had had
no fixed abode apart from with Duo, they were staying in the area Duo
had come to call home.
Trowa nodded again.
I rattled on; I'll chat to anyone I know even vaguely. "I was looking
for a wedding gift, but I have no idea what to get. I know I've left it
late, but I've been so busy! You know they've had me baking the cake,
not to mention icing, which is so difficult... Sometimes Duo takes advantage
of me! I don't know what he's going to do without me..." My voice
trailed away. I'd suddenly been reminded how lonely and quiet it was going
to be without my housemate. I turned my head and saw Trowa looking at
me with understanding.
"You're going to miss him, aren't you?"
I nodded, smiling weakly. He gave me a small smile of his own, and I noticed
unexpectedly how special it seemed, like he didn't do it very often, but
when he did it really meant something. It made him seem so... I remembered
what I'd said to Duo the first time I'd seen Trowa, and flushed just a
"I have an idea," he said. "I was looking for something
for them too, but having no luck. So why don't we help each other?"
I smiled, suddenly struck shy. "That sounds like a good idea."
He smiled again. It made me feel happy.
We spent the afternoon trawling the shops for a suitable gift. After a
while we decided it would be half as difficult to decide what to buy if
we went halves on one item between us; so we settled on something entirely
useless, figuring they'd have enough sandwich toasters and sets of towels
to last them a lifetime: we bought a picture. A large framed print of
a photograph: it was an earthscape, an aerial photograph of clouds gathering
over what seemed like desert. We thought Duo and Heero would like it.
"I've had a really great day," I said as we walked through the
now deserted arcades. We had decided to stay out to eat, and that had
been a wonderfully fitting end to the afternoon. Naturally I had done
a lot of the talking; but Trowa was an intelligent and thoughtful companion.
I'd greatly enjoyed his company.
"So have I." Another smile!
"I guess I'll see you at the wedding. I'll be accompanying you, as
the maid of honour, so it was nice to get to know you a bit better before
the day!" I was looking forward to the wedding even more now.
"Yeah. I'm looking forward to it. I have to work on my speech though."
I laughed. "If you need any details to embarrass Duo with, just give
me a call!"
He laughed too. "I might just do that."
Impulsively I leaned up and gave him a kiss on the cheek. "I'll see
you soon!" Before I could blush too hard I got in my car and drove
off, heart beating inexplicably fast. When Duo asked me what had kept
me out so late, I just smiled mysteriously. Trowa had the picture so I
wouldn't have to hide it from inquisitive Maxwell hands; so Duo was thoroughly
It was a beautiful wedding. I cried my eyes out as the couple spoke their
vows quietly and eloquently in the registry office . The location wasn't
picturesque, it wasn't romanticised: but for the time we were there, it
was the most atmospheric room I'd ever been in. I felt light inside, touched
by love; it moved me like nothing had before.
I was watching them dance, slowly and closely, together after the reception
when I felt a hand on my shoulder.
"I think it's traditional for the best man and bridesmaid to dance
together, isn't it?"
I smiled at Trowa. "Well, this hasn't been exactly a traditional
wedding. But perhaps we should make up for that."
I caught Duo's wink at me as we were both held close by our partners;
I flushed a little. Trowa smiled.
Afterwards, we sat in the gardens of the large country-style Winner house;
we had had to stay the longest, in our ceremonial roles, and I was worn
out. I leant against Trowa's shoulder as we sat on a stone bench, enjoying
"That was so perfect," I sighed, "but I'm glad it's over..."
Trowa laughed a little. "I think we made a good team. We looked after
everything very well, I thought."
I laughed too. "Yeah. A very good team." I liked that.
We sat in silence for a little while longer, watching a pair of familiar
figures wander across the vast lawns. They walked arm in arm, stopping
and sitting at a bench similar to ours; I remembered something I'd wanted
to ask my companion. Blushing a little - since I'd met Trowa again I'd
been doing that a lot - I found my voice. "Trowa..."
"Mmm?" He was watching them as well.
"I've been meaning to ask..."
He turned to face me. "What?"
"Well..." I swallowed. "We've enjoyed being together, haven't
He gave me a funny look. "Yes..."
"Well, this is going to sound silly but... I always..." I giggled
to try to hide my embarrassment, "I always got the impression...
you were... with Quatre..."
He smiled. "No. We've always been good friends, but..." We both
watched as Quatre gently pressed his lips to those of his companion on
the bench next to him. "Did I tell you I was going to best man at
his and Relena's wedding as well in a couple of months?"
I gaped, then grinned. "That's good." I leaned in. "That
means I can feel free to do this..." Our lips touched, soft, and
I felt sparks inside.
Although our own wedding wasn't until a year and four months afterwards,
we always contact Duo and Heero on their anniversary: something special,
we always feel, happened for us on that day too. Duo still teases me sometimes
about what I said that day at the circus - then Trowa teases him right
back about what he said. Then we laugh, and my husband kisses me, and
Duo's kisses him, and I'm so glad I never had to be lonely; and I'm glad,
right from my heart, I never succeeded in making Duo fall out of love
with Heero Yuy.
 For some reason I have a big thing for that pic with Duo in Preventer
jacket, grey shirt and tie - there's a fantastic one of him and Heero
against this backdrop of destroyed buildings... gets me every time...
 In the absence of any other sort of international knowledge, this
works for me. I make no apologies, as you know, for my nationality!
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