Title: 5 Dates
With Duo - Part 4
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.
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Dates With Duo: Date Four - The
Starry Space Club
Heero woke up with a feeling
of utmost dread. He spent a long time lying on his bed, planning ways
to weasel himself out of the date later that day. After thinking up and
rejecting a long list of schemes, he came to the sad conclusion that there
wasn't going to be any hope of convincing Duo to pick a different date
He spent the day pointedly not thinking about that night, and kept it
up until it was almost time for him to pick up Duo. Apprehensively he
opened his closet door.
<"Oh, and by the way, wear something comfortable on our fourth
date because we're going dancing.">
Heero sighed, closed his eyes, grabbed random pieces of attire, and ended
up dressed in a button-down green shirt and dark slacks.
Knowing that he couldn't delay anymore, he left his apartment and drove
to the address Duo had given him. He considered turning back the entire
ten minutes it took to get there, and it was with a deep breath and a
resigned sense of dread that he made it up to Duo's rented apartment door.
He knocked on the door, and was greeted with the awesome sight of Duo
dressed for a club. He wore a tight, sleeveless shirt, tight, low- slung
pants, and boots that came up to his ankles; he was draped in gaudy jewelry
and had ribbons twisted through his hair.
Duo grinned when he saw the glazed look in Heero's eyes, and gently took
him by the arm and led him into the apartment. Realizing they were entering
and not leaving, Heero gave Duo a confused look. "Aren't we going?"
Duo smirked. "You're not ready." Heero looked down at himself,
and felt a terrible sinking feeling in his stomach.
"What's wrong?" he asked suspiciously.
Duo looked him up and down. "The outfits fine and all, I just want
to...pretty you up a little," Duo said.
Heero gaped at him. "You want me to wear make-up?"
Duo grinned. "I want to dress you up. Let me?"
"What are you going to do?"
"I just want to play a little. Yesterday I bought some stuff that
I really think will look good on you. Let me?" he repeated.
Heero glared at Duo, but he knew he couldn't say no. Putting up a good
fight for five minutes but eventually conceding defeat, Heero allowed
Duo to lead him to a mat that was in the small living room. Duo told Heero
to sit down on it.
Duo left and returned shortly with a bag of his newly acquired cosmetics
and told Heero to close his eyes. Heero grudgingly complied, silently
cursing the boy. Duo kneeled in front of Heero and set to work.
Heero felt as Duo slowly traced patterns all along Heero's face, sometimes
with soft brushes or with harder liners. Duo worked silently for several
minutes. "Okay, I'm almost done," Duo said after a while. "I
just need you to unbutton your shirt and to lie down," he instructed.
Heero opened his eyes in alarm. "What the hell are you doing?"
"Lie down," Duo repeated. Sighing, wondering what he was doing,
Heero obeyed. "This is just a final touch, kay?" Heero saw him
take out a black lipliner before he was once again forced to close his
eyes. Heero was hard pressed not to laugh as the soft tip ran across his
Duo pulled back, helped Heero up so that he was in a kneeling position,
and then gave Heero several silver chains to wear around his neck.
He told Heero to stand, and then looked him up and down. "Finished,"
Duo said happily. "Damn, Heero, you look *really* good." Heero
was debating whether or not he even wanted to know as Duo led him to a
Heero stared at himself, torn between the desire to laugh and the more
pressing desire to throttle Duo. The spirals and flowers and fluid symbols
Duo had painted on his face, accentuating his eyes and flowing down to
his neck, coupled with the deep blue eyeliner and the wine red color of
his lips made him look like some sort of exotic dancer. His hair sparkled
slightly depending on where he turned, but the worst part was yet to come.
His shirt was left open revealing the entire expanse of his front, and
written on his stomach in tall, bold letters were the words PROPERTY OF
"Take it off," Heero said flatly.
Duo grinned, seemingly extremely pleased with himself. "If you want
to stop dating me, Yuy, you can wipe it all off any time you want. If
you don't want to, though..." Duo trailed off and shrugged.
Heero stared at his reflection. One night, he told himself. You can make
it through one more night without killing Duo.
He turned to the happy American and said in a conquered voice, "Let's
go." Duo grinned and led the way downstairs. He joked about leading
Heero around on a leash. Heero `joked' about strangling Duo with said
Getting into Heero's car, Duo directed him to the place he had picked
out. Duo chatted the whole time about how his week had been, and about
how much he had looked forward to tonight.
"I'll go to the club," Heero said, "But I won't dance."
"You'll dance," Duo said.
"Believe me, Yuy, you will."
"How do you know?"
"Because it's going to be me asking you."
Heero snorted softly, and didn't say anything for the rest of the trip
save grunts of acknowledgment to Duo's directions. After about fifteen
minutes they arrived to a deceptively small-looking building nestled between
an eatery and a business building. The building was black with small splashes
of white, and above the entrance were bright yellow words that proclaimed,
"The Starry Space Club."
They got out of the car, Duo hopping up and down on his feet, obviously
impatient to go in. Heero went at a distinctly slower pace. He was already
regretting this as he could hear soft beats drifting through the walls.
After a long wait in line they walked inside and Heero's worst fears were
confirmed. Lights were dim, music was bone-jarringly loud, and people
were everywhere drinking and dancing. Inside, the dance floor spanned
three stories by means of a spiral staircase in the middle of the room,
the black walls and painted stars giving dancers the impression of traveling
through space. Heero, having actually traveled through space, was decidedly
Duo was saying things to him, but he couldn't make out the words and it
was too dark for him to read his lips. Realizing this, Duo took Heero's
hand and led him to the bar where the music was slightly less earsplitting.
"Still regret coming?" Duo asked with a grin.
"Yes," Heero said with absolute conviction.
This seemed to only make Duo more amused. "You'll have fun, don't
worry." He hailed over the bartender and ordered two drinks.
"I am not dancing." Heero decided it might be necessary to make
clear this fact to Duo, who just waved a dismissing hand.
"Here's the plan -- "
"We have a plan for here, too?"
"Yeah, but you're not gonna like this plan."
"I'm in this stupid place. It can't get any worse than that,"
Heero foolishly believed.
"You are going to get really drunk," Duo said just as the bartender
passed them their drinks.
Heero stared into the blue concoction that was in front of him. "I
am not drinking," he said.
"It's just a drink," Duo pointed out. "I think you'll have
more fun dancing if you have a drink."
Duo sighed, and looked thoughtful for a moment. Heero watched with interest
as a sudden light went off in Duo's eyes, and he wondered if he should
be worried. "Okay," Duo said slowly. "I won't drink at
all. I'll stay totally sober."
"So? I'm still not drinking."
"I'll make sure nothing happens to you," Duo said seriously.
Heero looked skeptical. "Unless, of course, you don't trust me."
Their eyes locked, and without a word Heero lifted his glass and downed
the whole drink in one gulp. He put the cup down, and raised an eyebrow.
Duo was staring at him, his eyes suspiciously bright, though Heero supposed
it could have been the lighting.
Duo's mouth dropped open when Heero willingly ordered another drink. "One
drink won't get me drunk," Heero stated matter-of-factly and then
ended up ordering and drinking seven more glasses.
"Heero, seriously, I believe you," Duo said, staring wide-eyed
at Heero. "You can stop drinking."
Heero distantly registered that he was successfully drunk as he ordered
himself another drink. "Tastes good," he said indistinctly as
he drank it before Duo could protest.
Duo bit his lip, and if Heero hadn't been drunk he would have seen the
concerned light entering his eyes.
"Heero, I -- " Heero hiccupped slightly and Duo stopped, momentarily
dumbstruck. "Heero, listen -- "
"Yeah?" Heero drawled.
Duo took a deep breath. "Heero, I -- "
"You're reeeaaaal cute," Heero slurred suddenly, leaning on
Duo. "I really really really really like you."
Duo blinked and blushed slightly.
"Damn best-looking man...person...I ever..." Heero trailed off
as he spotted something interesting. He reached out and grabbed hold of
a chestnut-colored long rope of silk, and he lovingly ran his hands along
it, eyes wide in awe.
"S'pretty," he mumbled. Duo coughed uncomfortably.
"I think this was a bad -- "
"Dance with me," Heero said abruptly, his voice clear for a
moment before fading into an incoherent mutter. Heero wrapped the silky
strands around his hand and used it as a leash to drag Duo onto the dance
floor before the stunned American could utter a word.
Stumbling slightly, Heero put his hands on Duo's shoulders to steady himself.
"Dance wi' me," he repeated, eyes wide with adoration in thanks
to an alcohol-induced innocence.
"Okay," Duo whispered, and slowly wrapped an arm around Heero's
waist as Heero wrapped an arm around him. Heero entwined his fingers from
his free hand with Duo, and leaned close until he was pressed completely
Everything seemed so...perfect, and he was absolutely high on the intoxicating
man in his arms. The music flowed through every inch of him, and he swayed
to the seductive beat, forcing Duo to sway in time with him.
For several songs they danced, and Heero was beside himself with delight.
He turned to look in violet pools in which he was momentarily drowned.
And then he burst into laughter. Duo looked at him strangely. "What's
Heero shook his head and continued to shake with mirth even as he continued
"Heero? What's so funny? I want to know!"
"Everything!" Heero exclaimed amidst his laughter, and then
seemed unable to say anything else.
Duo stared at Heero, and then he too burst into laughter. "You know,
you're right. Everything is funny."
And for several more songs they danced and laughed. A much faster paced
song boomed through the place, and Heero pulled away suddenly. Duo looked
"Will you follow me?" Heero asked, his eyes bright and his words
"Yeah, anywhere," Duo said, and Heero took his hand and led
"I miss space so much yeah I go there all the time but every time
I'm down here I just can't help but want to fly the earth is so ugly but
from space it's so so beautiful I'd go to space just to look down on earth,"
Heero babbled nonstop. Reaching the second floor they found that there
were globes of color symbolizing planets and Heero was momentarily distracted
"Which one you wanna live on Duo?" Heero asked.
Duo looked at him and smirked slightly. "I don't think they're fit
for human settlement, Yuy," he said.
"Which one?" Heero insisted.
"Why do you want to know?" Duo wasn't sure why he arguing with
a drunk man.
"Cause I've gotta follow you," Heero said in a voice that in
any other situation would have been perceived as serious but in this situation
was just comical. He pointed to the words on his chest.
Duo blinked, and then burst into laughter, and Heero laughed too because...well,
he wasn't quite sure why.
Heero tried to inspect other fascinating things in the room, but he was
stopped by a hand on his arm. He turned around and saw his beautiful boyfriend.
"Hi ya," he said, lifting his arm and curling his fingers slightly
in a small wave.
Duo grinned. "Dance with me, Heero?" Heero didn't even bother
to answer, just grabbed both of Duo's hands and dragged them to the middle
of the dance floor. Heero led Duo through a dizzying dance complete with
twirls, dips, kicks, bounces to the beat, and heavy groping.
Heero looked at Duo's awestruck expression. "Having fun, love?"
"Damn," Duo breathed, and then dragged Heero off to the side,
pressed him against the wall, and kissed him senseless -- something that
took an incredibly short amount of time all things considered. "You
never told me you could dance," Duo accused softly in-between kisses.
Heero blinked rapidly, trying to process the words and failing to decipher
all but a few. He grabbed Duo's hand once more and led him up to the third
level of the dance club.
Once again they lost themselves in the music. At one point an unfamiliar
face appeared besides Heero and stepped between him and Duo.
"Hey there," the woman purred in a sultry voice, "want
to dance with me?"
Heero stared at her, and after slowly making sense of the words shook
his head. "Can't," he said, and pointed to his chest.
She stared at his chest, and traced a hand over the bold words. Heero
saw Duo tap her on the shoulder, and though he didn't catch what was said
the woman seemed very unhappy and perhaps a little frightened.
"Too bad," she said, and left. Duo opened his mouth to speak
but the movement brought Heero's attention to his lips and he latched
onto the American and plundered his mouth. He pulled away and then took
Duo's hands and danced with him some more.
As the current song faded a much slower song took its place and they once
again pressed together, swaying gently in time to the beat.
"S'perfect," Heero said softly.
Duo, whose head had been resting on Heero's shoulder, looked up. "What's
perfect, Heero?" he asked.
Heero giggled, and was surprised when Duo's jaw dropped. "You okay?"
Duo slowly shook his head, and then slowly repeated, "What's perfect?"
"You have to guess."
Duo smiled slightly, and thought about it. "Me?" he asked, and
glared when Heero burst into loud laughter.
Heero grinned and shook his head.
"S'night was...almost perfect," Heero slurred.
"Then I don't know. What's perfect?"
"I thought everything was funny."
"Everything was funny," Heero said, smiling slightly,
"but now everything's perfect. Right?"
Duo looked into Heero's eyes. "Right, now everything's perfect."
And then Heero laughed again.
They danced for several more hours. Heero dragged them from floor to floor
throughout the entire night, and refused to let them take a break.
At about 4 in the morning Duo decided it was time to go, and he tugged
on Heero's arms, steering him to the exit.
"Dance with me?" Heero asked, eyes wide.
Duo smiled softly. "We'll dance later, kay?" Heero nodded, and
allowed Duo to lead them out. Duo took Heero's keys and drove them back
to his building.
Leaning heavily on Duo, the American helped Heero stumble up to his apartment
door. Duo used Heero's keys to open the door and guided Heero to his bed,
taking off his shoes and clothes and laying a soft kiss on his lips.
In the morning when Heero woke up he was very unhappy to find Duo gone,
or he supposed he would have been had he not had the more pressing concern
of emptying his stomach into the toilet and finding some aspirin. His
head was pounding, and the night before was a total blur.
It wasn't until he had gotten home from work that he found a note on his
Had lots of fun. *Lots of fun*.
You did too, in case you
don't remember. I'm going to assume we're on for next
Saturday unless you tell me otherwise. I have really
good plans for then. I'll come by your place around
11:00 am. See you!
Yuy: five's the lucky number.
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