Title: 5 Dates
With Duo - Part 1
Author: Lady Archer
Pairing: 1 + 2
Warnings: Fluff that is sometimes deep fluff and climaxes into limey fluff
and then fades off into sap/aw-inducing fluff. Post-war
Disclaimer: They ain't mine.
Feedback: I'd love it. Pretty please?
Notes: I don't know what's the matter with me. Lately I just can't seem
to stop writing. This idea came to me (like most of my ideas) when I was
in a place where I had NO ACCESS to a computer, and so I had to wait all
day to type it out. Sniff...Oh well. A few more babbling notes can be
found at the end.
Dates With Duo: Date One -
On the Court
"This is stupid,"
Heero commented to his reflection, scowling slightly, unease present in
his blue eyes. He looked down at himself with a critical eye and fingered
his green button-down shirt and blue jeans. After a few minutes of inspection
he turned away with a frustrated sigh and refused to look in a mirror
He looked around his room, trying not to look at the vidphone and utterly
failing. Heero hesitated for just a second more, and then desire won out
and he went to his vidphone and played the message that he had been obsessively
watching for close to two weeks now.
He waited a second and then a picture of a sunny Duo popped up. Heero
had noticed the changes the first time he had watched the message, but
he couldn't help but see them every time. Duo's face was sharper, more
mature and more defined than the round, heart-shape Heero had remembered.
His eyes were slightly wiser, and his hair was a lighter shade of chestnut.
Light freckles splayed across his nose and cheeks, and Heero hungrily
drank up those and other miniscule details.
It had been three years...
Heero had heard even more changes as Duo spoke. He still spoke faster
than was humanly possible, but Heero noticed a distinct difference. Whereas
before each of his words had wrestled to come out faster than the one
before, now, though he spoke just as fast, each word was crisp and recognized.
Heero had no trouble whatsoever hearing every word in the message, while
before he had had to spend a few seconds to decipher and separate the
words every time Duo spoke.
The words were a sweet melody to his ear, the tone just deep enough that
Heero knew Duo was long past his awkward puberty.
"Hey Heero," Duo spoke, and Heero closed his eyes, just reveling
in the voice. "I bet you're surprised, ne? Can't say I wasn't a little
shocked myself when I realized I dialed up your number. But, I'm kind
of glad I did. It's been a while, ne? Guess you're not here. I kind of
want to chicken out now, but I don't think either of us would be too pleased
if I did, I guess. I was just thinking...how about you and me get together?
A Saturday sometime, if you're not busy? I don't know if you are any more,
but last time I checked you were with the Preventers, so maybe you're
busy with work, or maybe with someone or something. But if not, how about
we do something? And I was just wondering...maybe if you were free for
a couple more Saturdays, we could get together more than once. Don't forget,
five's the lucky number, Yuy." Heero opened his eyes just in time
to see the Duo-image grin. "Get back to me, 'k?"
Heero had been so unsure what to do after he had first gotten the message,
what to think. He had given up two years ago...had been sure Duo had forgotten
all about him. To be given this hope was almost too much.
He had been thankful that he had had the wits to get back to Duo and agree
to meet. Now, however, he wasn't sure if this was such a good idea.
He wondered where Duo was going to take him. He wondered if it was too
late to back down.
A knock on his door told him otherwise. He opened the door and was faced
with a grinning Duo.
"Hello, can Heero come out and play?"
Heero lips twitched, threatening to smile, but instead he snorted. God,
had it been three years? Or was his laptop going to beep any minute and
inform him of a new mission as he slammed the door shut on Duo?
"Where are we going?" he asked instead of the million other
things he had wanted and intended to say.
Duo smirked before raising his eyebrows. "Not telling, but don't
you think you're dressed a bit inappropriately?" he asked, his tone
Heero looked down at his own clothing, and then up at Duo, and slowly
took in Duo's shorts, sneakers, white undershirt, and the basketball nestled
in the crook of his arm.
"Come on Heero, where's the detective I know and love? Where are
Shaking his head slightly, Heero motioned Duo inside, and went to change
while Duo inspected every inch of his apartment.
"Nice," Duo commented absently, looking at a picture of the
earth and colonies he found hanging up. Heero took that moment to admire
Duo from behind.
Duo was in incredible shape, and Heero didn't miss the well-defined muscles
under the revealing clothing. Though Duo obviously had quite a tan now,
Heero bet that his skin was still as soft...
Heero blinked, and deliberately looked away. Where had this desire
come from? He had been fine a year ago, had been fine a month ago, even.
One message from and two minutes in a room with Duo and now all he could
think about was sex!
"This has got to stop," he muttered to himself.
Duo turned to look at Heero and raised his eyebrows. "Hm?"
Heero looked at him blankly. "What?"
Duo blinked. "Thought you said something." His eyes raked over
Heero. "Much better," he said in reference to Heero's tank top,
shorts, and sneakers.
Together they walked out of Heero's small apartment and outside the building,
and Duo led them to a park where there were several courts outside.
"Ready for a few rounds, Heero?" Duo asked, a smug grin on his
"This was pretty out of your way to go to for just a basketball game,"
Heero felt compelled to point out.
"Maybe I just want the satisfaction of pounding your face into the
pavement, Yuy," Duo said.
Heero smirked, and didn't ask Duo any more questions.
Facing each other, Duo threw the ball into the air, and then they played.
For a long time there were no sounds but the scuffle of sneakers on pavement,
the thud of a basketball hitting the ground, and a sudden simultaneous
cascade of cheers and curses when the ball made its way through a hoop.
After about three hours, they both paused for a bit, breathing hard. Bent
over, hands on his knees, Duo looked up at Heero, a grin on his face.
"What's the score?" he asked, voice a little hoarse.
Duo's stood up straight and put his fists on his hips, a pleased glint
in his eyes.
"This is it, Yuy. This is going to decide the winner of the All-
Important Earthsphere Wide 1x2 Basketball Competition! Any last words
before I pound you into the ground in an utterly humiliating defeat?"
"1x2? Does it have to be our code names?"
"Duh. The Heero and Duo Competition sounds lame."
"And 1x2 doesn't...?"
"Would you prefer 2x1?"
"Should that make a difference to me?"
"No appreciation!" Duo snorted. "Does this mean you're
Heero shrugged. "I suppose it doesn't matter."
"...Seeing as how I'm going to wipe that smirk off your face in two
"Oh, is that a challenge, I hear, Yuy?"
"Challenge? It was a statement of fact."
Duo laughed. "God, that was so childish! But for the sake of continuing
this immaturity, I believe the last laugh will be mine."
They stared at each other, breathing heavy, and then by mutual agreement
burst into action.
For fifteen minutes they passed the ball, dribbled, shoved each other,
shot and missed. There were no rules suddenly, if there were ever any
at all, as they pulled no punches so to speak. They tripped each other,
elbowed ribs, and at one point Duo kicked Heero in the stomach when Heero
almost scored and Heero retaliated by shoving Duo just as he was about
to steal the ball so he fell on the pavement, hard. Neither complained.
They continued playing, and then seeing a sudden opening, Duo threw the
ball in a sure arc for the hoop, but just before he let it go Heero slid
on the pavement knocking his feet out from under him causing the ball
to change course slightly. Absolute silence reigned as they watched the
...And into the hoop...
...Of the basket two courts over.
"I win!" Duo cried.
"What? It has to be on this court!"
"That was not your win."
"Heero is a sore loser, Heero is a sore loser," Duo happily
sang, jumping to his feet and pumping his hands into the air triumphantly.
"I am a sore loser," Heero acknowledged. "But you're a
Duo paused in his reckless cheering to stare at Heero, obviously debating
how much offense he should take from that comment. Apparently making up
his mind, he retrieved the ball and twirled it on his index finger, saying,
"Only sore losers would make such lame excuses."
Heero shrugged, and his eyes glinted. "I don't like to associate
with cheaters, they're too tainted. I guess that means I'm not going to
associate with you anymore." Duo looked mildly worried, trying to
decide how serious Heero was being. "Though honest cheaters...I don't
have a problem with that."
"The goal is to get the ball in the hoop, Heero. Who says which one?
I got the ball into a hoop, didn't I?" He was trying for nonchalance,
but Heero could see an edge of anxiety in him.
"Of course, clever, loop-hole-finding cheaters I don't have a problem
with, either. I suppose that means I can still hang out with you. Disappointed?"
Duo smirked. "Devastated."
Heero snorted. "So, what now?"
"What do you mean, what now? That's it. We go our separate ways,
say good-bye and I love ya, and maybe, if you're up to it, make plans
for next Saturday."
Heero stared at Duo. "That's it?"
"Just a basketball game."
"You came from wherever the hell you came from to play a game of
"It was one hell of a game, you know."
"And now you're leaving?"
"What do you want me to do? Go back to your apartment and shower
with you or something?"
"Yes," Heero replied without thinking, and then immediately
blushed red. He stammered incoherently for a few seconds, unable to find
a way to smoothly recover from the slip.
Duo cast a sidelong glance at Heero, and he was silent for a long moment,
his eyes searching Heero. "Damn, Heero," he said softly. "You're
serious about this, aren't you?"
Heero said nothing.
"Not today," Duo said at last. "But, we can make plans
for next Saturday. That is, of course, if you want to."
Heero smiled slightly. "Yes. Same time?"
Duo grinned. "You get to guess."
"What? Tell me where we're going."
"There's no fun in that! You have to guess. We played basketball
today. Where's the next logical place I'd take you?"
"There's no logic in dating!" And then Heero fell abruptly silent
as he realized what he just said, bringing his total of mistakes in the
last five minutes up to two.
"This was a date?" Duo asked, eyes glinting slightly.
"Well, wasn't it?" Heero retorted defensively.
"If you want it to be..." Duo trailed off, and looked at Heero
"It was," Heero said firmly after a seconds thought.
"Then I guess you do want to try for number two, then?"
Heero nodded, and Duo smiled softly. "See you in a week, Heero."
He walked Heero back to his apartment in silence, and then with an informal
type salute walked away. It wasn't until he was completely out of sight
that Heero realized not only did he not know where Duo was heading or
where he was staying, but also that Duo had never answered his question.
Shaking his head slightly he walked inside his apartment. He took a long
hot shower and thought about next week. Getting dressed, he paused beside
the bathroom mirror.
"This is so stupid," he remarked to his reflection, but this
time his reflection smiled slightly in answer and his eyes held a certain
A/N: That thing about the competition
title being 1x2 or 2x1? Yeah, that was just for me ^_^;;;. I couldn't
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