Warnings And Disclaimers: I don't own Gundam Wing, and anyone who reads
this should be aware of that fact at all times. This fic contains: One
AU Romance, yaoi, 1x2/2x1, 1+2/2+1, several other pairings as well, sexual
acts of one kind of or another- kissing, hugging, love, etc, sap most
likely, mild angst, yuri, and about 20 chapters, though only 11 have been
written so far.
As always, this story is dedicated to KwyckSylver and Angel Negra, they
constantly reassure me everything is fine. And I swear, only true friends
can withstand my constant pestering ^_^
+ Chapter Eleven
"Say nighty night and kiss
me. Just hold me tight, and tell me you'll miss me. While I'm alone and
blue as can be, dream a little dream of me."
- The Mamas and The Papas, Dream A Little Dream
The day had been one of those hot, sunny days. The kind where you swore
you could see the sky curving above you, arching into a great dome above
your head. They had gone out on the water. Lounging about and watching
the annual lobster boat races, the waves rocking them gently as they cheered
on the decrepit fleet. Duo, Heero, and Hilde had perched on the bow, dipping
their toes in the icy water and shouting for the boats they wanted to
Milliard had brought a picnic lunch, and around midday began passing out
stacked sandwiches and ice cold drinks. Eventually the hot and cloudless
day had made them all drowsy enough to want to return to their temporary
home on the island.
The rest of the daylight hours had been spent alternately relaxing around
the campsite and exploring the island. When night had fallen, Milliard
had laughingly told them he'd saved the best dinner for last, and then
had begun to pull out several packages of hotdogs and marshmallows. After
that, everyone just had to find the right stick to cook their meal on,
and a hunt ensued for the longest, strongest, most fireproof stick. Many
hotdogs and marshmallows died flaming deaths within the cheerful bonfire
to the laughing group gathered around it.
It wasn't until after dinner that they found out just how badly Duo had
been burnt while on the boat. Hilde had laughingly slapped him on the
back, causing the longhaired boy to rise up from his seat, his face turning
deathly pale. Immediately she'd apologized, while Milliard and Relena
exchanged frowns. It had been Heero who'd finally lifted up Duo's shirt,
showing them all the cause of the boy's anguish. Heero had been surprised
out how much the angry red of Duo's back disturbed him.
He had glared at the painful looking burn, then gently lowered the shirt
and dragged Duo to their tent. Settling the boy down on his stomach, he'd
gone to ask the others if they had anything to calm the pain. Relena had
already disappeared to get something, and came back with a paste mixture
she'd told him she had made herself. It smelled mostly of mint, but seemed
to have a faint undertone of vinegar and some unidentifiable herb.
The lamp sat near Heero's leg, giving off a soft glow. In the dim lighting,
Duo's back appeared to be a deep russet shade. Heero winced again as a
hiss of pain escaped the boy. He carefully slathered more of the cooling
mixture onto Duo's back, absently caressing the fevered skin.
"You should have worn some sunblock." Heero said reprovingly.
Duo's head was turned to one side, his voice slightly muffled against
the pillow. "I didn't even think about it. I suppose this is what I get."
He wiggled against the sleeping bag a bit. "I think my legs got burnt
"I'll get them when I'm done with your back." Heero said softly as he
stroked the hot flesh beneath his hand. After a few minutes, Duo stopped
squirming and lay still. Heero paused, his hand resting on the smooth
back. He hadn't really had a chance to be alone with Duo since the other
night on the beach. His fingers trailed over the soft skin. Tomorrow everyone
would be going home again, and what would happen then?
"I have to drive Hilde to the airport tomorrow night." He said quietly.
"Hmm?" Duo's eyes were closed, his breathing steady and even.
Heero peered at the sleepy features for a moment. "I'm done with your
back, what part of your legs feel burnt?" Heero nudged him. "If you want
me to get at them, you're going to have to take off these jeans."
Duo sighed. "Mmm...k." He rolled onto his side, his eyes still closed,
and sleepily began to unbutton and unzip, sliding the pants off his hips.
He let out a small yawn, managed to get his jeans down to his knees, then
curled up slightly and snuggled his face against the pillow again. "How
bad is it?" He asked in a blurry voice.
Heero examined the bare skin; not liking the angry red on the front of
Duo's legs. "Looks like you've been boiled." He said absently, scooping
up another handful of the lotion, gently spreading it over the bright
crimson legs. Duo gasped and squirmed again, making soft sleepy noises
and clutching the pillow. Heero wondered how the boy was going to sleep
with this horrible burn. Unless the cream lasted for more than a few hours,
he imagined Duo was going to spend a very uncomfortable night. He sighed,
rubbing the paste in.
Gradually, Duo's muscles relaxed and he again breathed deeply, his brow
smoothing in sleep. Heero turned him over until he once more lay on his
stomach, intending to put another coating of lotion on the burn. He knelt
back and looked at the peacefully sleeping boy. Duo's braid stretched
above his head and over the pillow. His arms burrowed beneath the pillow,
lips parted, eyelids fluttering occasionally.
Heero could hear the muted sounds of the others, still gathered outside
around the fire. He didn't want to leave the tent though, or Duo. Careful
not to disturb the sleeping boy, he tugged the jeans the rest of the way
off. Then unzipped the sleeping bag and eased Duo's legs into it, he left
the bag unzipped, and coating his hands with more of the mint paste, began
a gentle massage of the scarlet shoulders and back. His mind wandered
to vague thoughts of school, his parents, Duo, and without even realizing
it, his hands began to barely touch the hot skin, feathering over it.
Duo murmured in his sleep. Heero noticed the slight pink of the pert,
upturned nose and gently dabbed a bit of the paste onto it as well. He
smiled when Duo's face scrunched up in a grimace, then muttering drowsily
the boy snuggled further into his pillow.
Stroking a finger over the arched eyebrows and slack mouth, Heero pulled
the sleeping bag up and zipped it. He lay down, carefully wrapping an
arm around Duo, and briefly pressed his lips to the burning skin of his
neck. "Sleep well." He whispered, and clicked off the lamp, letting the
darkness inside the tent envelop them.
Neither boy was awake when Hilde finally came to bed. She stood for a
long moment at the tent flap, her eyes soft in the moonlight. Then she
sighed and slid across them, slipping into her sleeping bag and tugging
it over her head.
"I'll miss you sis." Duo hugged Relena tightly, burying his face against
"It was a fun trip this year wasn't it Duo. I'll be back in a few weeks.
Take care of yourself." She returned the hug, stroking his hair.
Duo finally let her go, and then caught up a rather surprised Dorothy
in an equally loving hug. "Take care of Rel." He whispered fiercely into
her ear, then added in a lighter tone "Come back and visit with her."
"I will Duo." She smiled at him and a slight nod of understanding passed
between them as he let her go.
"Call!" Mil yelled as the two girls got into the car. Relena rolled her
window down, and poking her head out, grinned at them. "I want to see
that back porch finished when I come back Duo!" Then waving, the girls
drove off, heading back to school.
Mil turned and looked over at his brother. "How's that burn feeling?"
"Horrible." Duo groaned, rolling his eyes.
"Relena left a jar of that balm she makes. It should help." Milliard paused,
staring off over the front lawn and down the street. "I need to talk to
you about something, let's go inside."
Duo gave his cousin a curious look, then followed him into the house.
Heero had gone to take Hilde to the airport already. The small girl had
hugged Duo gently before she left, for once being solemn. Her final few
words had stuck with him, he could tell they'd come from her heart. "You
make him want to be himself all the time Duo. He's been hiding his whole
life, forcing himself not to feel. And without even trying, you make him
want to be human. Just remember," her hands had unconsciously tightened
on his shoulders, making him wince. "Things like love are new to him,
and he might not always know how to show he cares." Duo had blinked at
her, amazed. Things like love, and, Duo just wasn't sure what love was.
He loved his family, and his friends, and HeeroÖhe didn't know, it was
different. It wasn't like the unashamed feelings of love he felt for Mil
or Rel, it was, more animalistic, deep, at a gut level.
He shook his head now as he walked through the house towards the kitchen.
He still felt confused, and yet high. Like his feet didn't really touch
down, his head stuffed with cottony thoughts. And his back was on fire,
every brush of his t-shirt sending annoying pain along his nerves.
Milliard sat down in one of the kitchen chairs, an unusually serious expression
on his face. He gestured to the seat next to him, and Duo sat down as
"Duo, I have to leave tomorrow morning. I'm going to be gone for a few
days. The committee heads want a meeting. Treize and I both have to be
there. I've never left you alone before, I know you can take care of yourself,
butÖI just want to know if your ok with being by yourself here." He smiled
suddenly. "At least Heero is right next door if you get too lonely." He
couldn't tell if Duo was blushing or not, the pink tint on his cheeks
temporarily permanent due sunburn. "I'll leave the hotel number and our
cell phone numbers, if anything comes up just call, ok?" He looked anxiously
at Duo for a moment.
Duo laughed, "That's why you've got that look on your face? I'll be fine
Mil, don't worry about a thing. I'm a big boy now; I can take care of
myself." He winced as he unconsciously leant back in the chair, the burn
on his back sending fire racing along his spine.
"Alright, I'll be gone before you get up most likely. Take care of that
burn. If I come back and have to see your peeling skinÖ" He trailed off
and grinned. "Just take care, ok?"
"I will bro, and don't worry, I promise the house will be in one piece
when you get back."
"Just make sure you stay in one piece."
The next morning Duo managed to crawl downstairs and call Mr. Mac. In
a soft whisper, he asked what exactly the symptoms of the flu were. Nodding
at the replies, he'd hung up and slowly eased down onto the floor below
the phone. His body felt on fire, and from more than just the sunburn.
He'd had a horrible night of sleep; tossing and turning, sweat bathing
his body, then chills racking him.
Now as he rest his head against the wall and let his eyes roam unseeing
over the kitchen, he nearly felt like laughing at his predicament. It
figured, the one time no one was around to help him, and he came down
with the flu. He closed his eyes, absently rubbing at one tingling leg.
He could actually feel the fever inching over his skin. Now he just had
to make his way back upstairs and into bed. Leaning against the wall for
support, he dragged himself up and stood shakily. Then, feeling dizzy,
he clung to the walls and made his way upstairs again. Reaching his room,
he collapsed onto the bed, shivering and yet extraordinarily hot.
When a knock came on the door several hours later, Duo didn't even hear
it. When the phone rang a few minutes after that, his oblivious ears didn't
pick that up either. But when Heero's voice, soft and worried against
his ear, questioned him, a cool hand brushing the sweat soaked bangs back
from his forehead, he finally woke. Nearly incoherent with fever he managed
to tell Heero about his illness, then he once more sank into sleep, the
soft touch on his face comforting him.
Heero watched the sleeping features for a long time, stroking one fevered
cheek. He'd gone down to the store after classes, as usual, waiting for
Duo to get off work. When Mr. Mac had left, and still no beautiful boy
with a long braid had come out, he'd begun to worry. Running home, he'd
knocked almost frantically on the door of Duo's house, then becoming even
more worried he'd called. Finally, desperate, he'd opened the front door
and gone up the stairs, his manners and normal restraint deserting him.
Seeing Duo in this condition, wracked with a fever so high Heero could
feel the heat radiating off his body in waves, had made his heart clench
in his chest. Then he calmed down and thought. He'd need a few supplies,
and he'd have to wake Duo up for the phone number of Milliard's hotel.
As long as nothing got worse, he should be able to manage. Famous last
[chap. 10] [chap. 12]
[back to Clary Sage's fic]