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.
+ Chapter Seventeen
"When I'm losing control,
will you turn me away? Or touch me deep inside? And if all this gets old,
will it still feel the same? There's no way this will die. But if we get
much closer, I could lose control, and if your heart surrenders you'll
need me to be whole."
- Pat Benatar, Love Is A Battlefield
"I'm not hungry."
"Duo, if you don't eat, laugh at my jokes, and tell me I'm grand, I'll..."
"Threaten me yet again? It won't work you know."
Milliard eyed the bowed head and slumped shoulders, nearly letting defeat
get to him again. But he knew something that would perk Duo up. He leaned
close to his little brother, eyes narrowing as he took in the dark bruised
looking flesh beneath the boy's eyes. "I know a threat that will work
wonders on you." He whispered ominously, pushing the plate closer to Duo.
"Yeah? Like what?" Duo pushed the plate away again, grimacing at the food
as if it were poison.
Mil sighed, taking the uneaten food and putting it in the fridge for anyone
who might feel the need to eat a second breakfast.
"What if I told you that in the house next door is a boy who really wants
to see you?"
"That's not a threat." Duo replied sulkily, shifting in his chair, interest
"You're right, it's not. It's a promise."
Duo looked up in surprise, eyes suddenly becoming brighter, mouth quirking
at the edges into an almost smile. "Did you have a little chat with him
or something?" He asked cautiously.
"Would I do a thing like that?" Milliard tried to look as innocent as
possible, but the smirk tugging at his lips belied the guiltless act.
"Yes, you would do something like that. And if you have..."
"Ooh! Threats from you now little bro?" The blond man grinned and danced
away as Duo threw an idle fist in his direction. "Look at my knees! I'm
shaking with fear!"
Duo smiled for the first time in days, and as his cousin proceeded to
walk erratically around the kitchen -cringing occasionally and pretending
to be terrified- he started to laugh, filling the kitchen with the brilliant
"Now that's more like it!" Mil beamed at him, pulling the untouched breakfast
back out of the refrigerator and placing it on the table once more. "Now
eat, and afterward, go over to Heero's. I promise he won't turn you away."
"He'd better not, I have a few pieces of mind to give him first." Duo's
brows drew together as he scowled down at the plate.
"Be nice now little bro, he's been rather shaky for the past couple of
days. You've got him confused."
"Oh, I'll be nice all right, so nice it'll hurt."
"Just wondering who it will hurt more." Mil mumbled under his breath.
"Nothing, just wondering if you want more?" He gestured at the rapidly
diminishing breakfast, pleased by the sudden return of appetite.
"No, thanks." Duo glanced distractedly out the window, eyes far away.
Then abruptly he stood, turning towards the door. "I have a few things
I need to do." His footsteps raced up the stairs, and Milliard grinned
to himself, pleased with the mornings work. Now all he had to do was sit
back and wait.
"Booze he says, get him drunk he says, guaranteed to work he says." Heero
glared at the bottle sitting on the kitchen counter, then ran his hands
through his hair and started pacing again. "Don't worry Heero, he'll be
by before noon, trust me." He mimicked Milliard's voice mockingly. It
was almost five in the evening, and Duo had yet to drop by for any reason.
"If he doesn't show up soon, I'll go over to his house and drag him out
by his braid." He shook his head at his clenching hand, pausing to stare
out the window.
He was so lost in thought that when the expected knock finally did come
upon the door, he tripped and fell face first in his effort to sprint
to answer it. "This is not a good day." He mumbled to himself, dusting
off his clothes before walking at a more sedate pace to answer the steady
tattoo of knocking.
Opening the door he felt his breath catch, he hadn't seen Duo in days.
The sudden vision standing on his doorstep making his heart freeze for
a moment before it continued beating at a more rapid pace.
"Duo." He breathed, then without a second thought, he dragged the boy
into the house, pressing him up against the wall and kissing him until
they were both gasping for air. They broke from the kiss, resting their
foreheads together. Then stood like that for an endless amount of time,
being close again, feeling the life within each other once more. "Do you
forgive me for being a complete idiot?" Heero finally asked, eyes closed,
hoping for the absolution he sought.
"No." Duo's answer wasn't hard or cold, accusing or biting. It was merely
a small answer to a large question. He couldn't forgive so easily, and
yet he already had.
Heero frowned, feeling his face grow heated, his chest grow tight. "No."
He repeated softly, pulling away, turning his back. "It's too late for
that, isn't it?"
"Too late for forgiveness? Yes. But I...I'm here, so there is something
I want to give you." Duo reached out and trailed a hand down Heero's arm,
wrapping his fingers around the loosely dangling hand and tugging the
other boy close again. "Don't EVER do that to me again, if you have doubts,
if you feel like you can't stand to be around me, then tell me for the
right reasons and do it the honest way." He leaned closer, eyes serious
and dark in the dim hallway. "Damn you, you should have never done that
Heero, never." He pulled the unresisting body against his own, tracing
his fingers across the closed eyes. "But what pisses me off, is I still
come running over here. And I still want you and love you more than anyone
or anything I've ever known." He whispered, emotion welling up in his
throat, voice becoming thick with it.
"I won't, Duo, I don't think I can ever do something like that again.
I don't think I would want to." Heero felt the hot tears slide down his
cheeks and was so startled he flinched, hastily wiping them away.
Duo grabbed his hand, holding it down and lifted the wet face with his
free hand, gazing into the shimmering depths of the damp blue eyes. "Do
I have to ask you how you feel? Or will you tell me?"
"I've never known what love is, but if wanting you all the time, if you
never leave my thoughts, if everything about you I find to be the most
fascinating and bright thing in my world. If that's anything like what
love is, then I think I love you." Heero tried to smile and felt like
he would break as he did. Every word he spoke coming directly from his
soul, and he was afraid again. The fear striking through him, forcing
him to feel things he didn't want to.
Duo could actually see the change creep across those suddenly too still
features. He gripped Heero's chin harder, forcing the other boy to meet
his eyes again. "Don't." He shook the tense shoulders, growing angry at
the despondent look on the beautiful face. "Don't! Dammit! Don't be afraid
of me, don't be afraid of love, and don't EVER run from me like that again!"
He was suddenly furious, everything he'd been through in the past few
days pouring out of him in rage. Then just as fast it was gone again,
and he felt all the pain seep out, his fingers once more lightly tracing
the outline of the face so close to his own. He sighed and let his fingers
mark each cheek, wiping away the tears rolling down them. "What we need,
is a very large bottle of something alcoholic."
"Damn, Mil was right." Heero said softly, leaning into the hands still
resting on his face.
"Mil was right about what?" Duo pulled away, abruptly wary.
"He gave me a large bottle of bourbon last night, said I would need it.
He also mentioned that getting you drunk would work wonders." Heero managed
a smile, tugging Duo towards the kitchen. "I think he might have actually
"I hate when Mil's right."
"Who named this stuff anyway?" Duo hiccupped and passed the bottle back
to the outstretched hand. "Have I mentioned I hate baths?"
"Wild Turkey? Probably some hunter who moonlighted as a moonshiner." Heero
leaned over, taking the bottle, then tilted back his head for another
shot of it, gasping as it burned its way down his throat, warming his
belly. Slipping lower in the tub filled with warm water, he choked then
"Moonlighted as a moonshiner? That makes so much sense!" Duo started to
laugh, leaning his head back against the wall, legs stretched out beneath
Heero. His eyes closed and the laugh turned into a giggle, his hand sliding
up to rub the wet bangs from his forehead. "Hey, is dinner still out there?
Or did we eat it already?"
"Since when is the floor out there? Yeah, it's right here." Heero peered
over the edge of the tub, sloshing more water onto the already wet floor.
Smiling, he picked up the large plate of hors d'oeuvres, and offered it
to Duo. "Try one of those little round ones, I think they're cheese."
"I am so glad we thought to bug Mil for food. Figure out what those triangles
"I think," Heero took one and nibbled at it, resting the plate on the
edge of the tub. "It's sweet whatever it is." He crawled until he was
half on top of Duo, holding out the rest of the little triangle towards
the other boy's lips. "Taste." He ordered, smiling into the amethyst eyes
as they opened and focused on him, blurred with alcohol.
Duo snapped open his mouth, and managed to suck on a few fingers before
they left his vicinity. "Umm," he rolled the flavor around, one hand slipping
about Heero to pull him down so that they lay stretched together inside
the tub. "Fruity."
"I think I'm going to pass out." The fine dark hair spread over Duo's
shoulder mingling with the sun streaked mass that had come undone and
lay about them in the water. "I mean, yeah, I mean pass out. Don't I?"
Heero's head swiveled a bit on the warm shoulder, his expression questioning
and vague, then he closed his eyes, snuggling further into the water against
"You mean pass out. And if you're going to we'd better get the hell out
of this tub. Because unlike you Mr. Muscle Man," he poked one arm, wrapping
his fingers around it. "I can't carry you to bed." He lifted the arm and
let it flop back in the water, splashing them both. Heero started to giggle
and Duo couldn't help joining in. They rolled in the water till they lay
side-by-side, feet up on the ledge of the tub. "I might be able to carry
you if I was sober." Then he added almost as an afterthought. "But I'm
"Really? I could have sworn..."
Duo rolled his eyes. "You're one to talk. Did you many drink how...I mean
how drinks many did you...grrr... How many shots did you have!?" He finally
managed to get out, and then started laughing again.
Heero glared at his hand and began slowly counting, holding up a finger
for each number. "One, and then another one, and then I had some more..."
"Wait, wait. How many is some more?" Duo grabbed the hand with five fingers
sticking up and carefully counted. "Hey! There's five fingers up, I don't
remember you getting that many up!"
"I didn't get them up," Heero sighed and closed his eyes again, the bathroom
kept spinning when he tried to open them, he felt himself get pulled against
Duo and relaxed in the snug embrace. "I got them down, and I have no idea
how I did that." He mumbled against the wet neck pressed against his mouth.
"Well don't let them come back up, and let's get out of this tub before
we drown." Duo pulled himself up on the edge of the tub, yanking Heero
with him until they were half sitting up and sprawled against it together.
There was a clatter as the plate fell to the floor, and Duo silently thanked
Milliard for putting the food on plastic. "There goes dinner."
"Oh, I couldn't eat another bite thanks."
Duo chuckled and tugged until he sat on the edge of the tub with Heero
lying slumped over his lap. "Oh!" He exclaimed when he felt the soft nip
on the inside of his thigh. "Heero! We need to get out of this tub! Before
I fall out of it." Another bite followed by gentle suckles and licks to
the abused flesh. "Mmm...out...of...the...tub." He managed to gasp out
as the nips and kisses traced a path towards the juncture between his
"Mmmno." Heero bit down on the soft skin again, moving closer to the hard
shaft standing up beside his face.
"Please? Aahhh!" Duo slid his fingers through the wet hair, tugging, hands
clenching. His own hair dripped on the bathmat behind him, water sliding
down his skin as he rocked within the hot mouth that slid around him.
He arched backwards, bracing himself against anything he could. "Aaahh...god...
Heero..." And then he heard something he didn't think he would forget
for the rest of his life. Heero was humming, and it was a recognizable
Duo started to laugh, slipping completely off the edge of the tub and
onto the floor, Heero landing in a graceless heap beside him. "Mission
Impossible?!" The echoes of the yell bounced around the bathroom.
"What's sex like?"
If Heero had been sober, he would have choked, but as it was, the fog
inside his mind kept him from doing any such thing. Instead, he began
to explain as best he could, gesturing at the ceiling with one hand, the
other wrapped around the bottle of Wild Turkey. "It's like, well, it's
like everything that's good all in one thing."
Duo dragged himself over to the bottle and peered into it, squinting shut
his other eye, and ignoring the fact that the lights were off, the room
nearly dark but for the moonlight shining in through the window. Then
carefully he wrapped his lips around the mouth of the bottle, tilting
Heero's hand so he could get a drink. He shuddered as the liquid traced
a fiery path down his throat. "And what's that like?" He managed to choke
out, coughing for a moment, then resting his head against Heero's hand.
"It's amazing. It feels like the entire world is spinning around you.
No, wait. I mean revolving, yes, the entire world revolving around you.
And it's like, it's like everything is all warm and hot and covering you
with a blanket. I don't know, it's nice though, really," he hiccupped,
Duo nodded against the hand pressed alongside his face. "When are you
going to have sex with me?" He nuzzled against the hand for a moment,
and then shifted around on the bed until he could snuggle more firmly
against Heero, throwing an arm over him.
Once again, Heero would have choked or sputtered at this question too,
and once more, instead, he tried to answer it. "Whenever you want it.
Whenever you'll let me."
Duo thought about it for a few minutes, one hand sliding lazily up and
down Heero's chest. He breathed in the scent of the boy lying next to
him, laying his lips against the smooth flesh of one cheek. "Now?" He
whispered, then frowned when Heero didn't move or say anything in response.
He was about to say it again, when he heard the softest of snores. "Oh
sure, now you pass out on me." Then he smiled slightly. "I suppose it's
better than passing out in the tub."
Reaching over he tugged at the blankets that had fallen to the floor earlier,
pulling the thin material over the two of them. "In the morning." He said
softly, right before he followed Heero into oblivion.
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