Heero had fled to the refuge of his room. He sat on his bed, banging away at his ever-present laptop and cursing at himself for being a damn fool. He could still taste Duo's kiss and it infuriated him, but not nearly as much as the realization that he wanted to kiss him again. Hell, he wanted to do more than just kiss! How could he have been so weak as to give in that way? Emotions were of no use to 'fighting machines' such as himself and relationships were pointless--his 'trainers' had made sure he learned those lessons well. The thing was, he had pushed everything he had been taught to one side when the other four came into his life and he had come to care for all of them--even for that over-enthusiastic maniac. Especially for that over-enthusiastic maniac. The drawback was that he was growing more concerned over them than he was about protecting the damned peace. Maybe it was time he put those old lessons to use again?

The door opened and he glanced towards it, startled. Duo leaned against the jamb and stared back at him, smiling slightly as he nodded at the computer. "Looking at anything interesting?"

He scowled at him before turning back to the glowing screen. "Go away."

/Uh-oh. He's sulking again./ Duo's bare feet padded across the carpeted floor as he walked towards Heero's bed. He sat on the end of the hard mattress and watched him. Heero tried hard not to look at the half-naked boy but failed miserably. "What do you want?"

He beamed sweetly at him. "You."

Heero's eyes were as hard as sapphires. "Too bad."

Duo chuckled. "Going to deny you don't want me too?"

"Aa."

He brushed one finger over his mouth. "As I recall, I wasn't the only one doing all the kissing back there," Duo countered.

It was clear he wasn't going to back down. Heero sighed and went back to monitoring the reports rolling across the screen. "It was a momentary lapse of control. It won't happen again."

/Damn that computer./ Duo sneered at the small black machine propped up on Heero's lap. It was just like him to hide away behind it, to avoid contact or conversation, but this time he wasn't going to let him get away with it. He wanted him to pay attention to him. He wanted him to look at him the way he did earlier. And he wanted it now.

With a pop and a hard crack the computer ended up the floor and Heero was pinned to the pillows at his back before he could blink. Duo tightened his grip around his wrists. "Will you listen to me now?"

Fury radiated from the wiry boy next to him. "My computer! YOU'VE BROKEN IT!" he yelled as he flipped him onto his back.

"I wanted to talk to you and you ignored me! What did you expect me to do?!" he yelled back as he cringed. Heero had both his wrists in one hand and the other was drawn back as if to hit him. He closed his eyes as it came toward him, only opening them when he felt the mattress bounce violently from the force of his punch. The Japanese boy loomed over him, his fisted hand curled up on the bed.

"Anou, Heero?" he began tentatively, very much surprised that he hadn't been struck, given Heero's anger.

Words spilled forth in a rush. "I wish I'd never met you. You make me so mad! You talk all the damn time and I can't concentrate on anything. Then you leave and I still can't concentrate on anything because YOU AREN'T AROUND!"

Duo gaped in shock. "Heero..."

"Urusai," he growled softly. "I was taught not to feel or care, and that's exactly what you've made me do. I hate you. I hate you and I wish you would just leave me alone."

Duo's eyes widened. He smothered the pain he felt at hearing the last sentence and plunged forward. "I don't believe you."

"I told you the truth. Didn't you listen to what I said?"

"Yes...every word."

Heero released his hold on him and moved to the side of the bed. "Then leave," he said quietly as he gathered up the ruined computer from off the floor.

Duo propped himself up on his elbows and studied him as he fumbled with the hapless laptop. "No."

"Nani?" he murmured in disbelief.

"I'm not leaving. I don't believe you really want me to go anyway."

"Oh, you suddenly know me, eh?" he sneered.

"Yes, I think I do."

He placed the shattered computer back on the floor and glared at him. "Spare me."

Duo's eyes narrowed as he scooted over to him and grabbed his wrist. "Prove me wrong. Let me kiss you again."

/Challenging me?/ Heero smirked at him. He knew what to expect and he knew his will was stronger than Duo's. He could easily steel himself not to react. It would teach him a lesson, too. "Will you leave afterward if I let you?"

Duo leaned closer and Heero caught a whiff of his spicy cologne. "If you still want me to go afterward, then I will leave."

/Damn if I'm going to give in again!/ Heero tried to relax as Duo came nearer, determined to stay impassive in the face of his attempts at seduction. He tried to keep his mind on other things; his gundam, the war. However...

He could taste the sharpness of rain on Duo's cool lips and the sweetness of chocolate on his tongue as it invaded his mouth, gently touching his own and making him shudder. Teeth nibbled lazily at his lower lip and swift fingers tousled his already unruly hair as Duo pressed against him. Heero lost the ability to think as he was swept up in a whirl of hormones and intense longing, and he helplessly capitulated. He slid one arm around his waist and drew him closer, his hand lingering over the small of his back. Duo's smile of triumph fluttered against his lips, but he was too preoccupied to care.

Slim fingers became questing, unbuttoning Heero's shirt and slipping it off, gliding over sun-kissed skin and firm muscle. He kissed him deeply as one hand found a nipple and palmed it, muffling Heero's startled cry. Duo broke the fiery kiss and bent to take the other nipple in his mouth, worrying it with his teeth and tongue until it pebbled under his touch. His supple lips slid over the smooth curves of his chest before reclaiming Heero's mouth with his own. "You're so beautiful," he sighed as he dipped his tongue into the breathless boy's ear. "I want you." /And I think...I've fallen in love with you./

He slid his hand down his hard stomach until it came to rest at the juncture of Heero's thighs. Slowly, he stroked the mound straining against the zipper of his jeans, his eyes fixed on the Heero's dreamy expression. "Hasn't anyone ever touched you like this before?"

His husky voice penetrated his foggy mind and reason momentarily overtook him again. Heero weakly clutched at his arm. "Why are you doing this?" he gasped.

"Stop thinking about 'why' and just go with it," Duo answered as his caresses grew more insistent, his fingers tracing and pressing against the hard bulge as he leaned over to gently kiss his ear. "Come on, Heero. Lose control. Touch me, kiss me, fuck me," he whispered urgently.

Heero tensed as Duo's fingers glided over him. Then the long-haired boy felt a powerful hand twist in his hair, forcing his head back at an extremely uncomfortable angle. Warm breath washed over his cheek as Heero leaned in closer. "Is that what you truly want?"

Violet slits peered at him. "Yeah," he sighed.

"Then we're going to do this my way," he replied as he pressed his lips to Duo's exposed throat, tasting the salty skin, exploring every inch of the pale column. He traced the line of his jugular with his tongue before grazing the ticklish flesh just under his jaw, feeling the heavy rush of Duo's heart hammering under his lips.

Duo's eyes slid shut. All he could feel was Heero, his mouth devouring him, his hands clutching at him, his body firmly pressed against his from chest to groin. Instinctively he shifted in Heero's lap and both boys groaned when their hips ground together. Heero's grip in his hair loosened and Duo dropped his head forward onto his shoulder, wrapping his arms around his neck.

Rough fingertips slithered along his jaw to his chin and tilted his head up again. Desire smoldered in Heero's eyes and it made him ache lower down. He lay his forehead against Heero's as one hand massaged his stiff neck. As nice as it felt, that soothing touch wasn't enough to distract his attention from what the other hand was doing. Two fingers had slid between the waistband of his jeans and his skin and was making a slow advance towards the first button. He barely felt Heero's touch as he undid his fly, just puffs of cool air on his heated skin.

Heero slid the hand on his neck upward to tangle gently in his hair, pulling him closer for a kiss, his tongue coaxing his lips apart and plunging into his wet warmth. Duo's tongue wrestled with his, warring for dominance, but he lost the fight when he felt Heero's other hand on his penis. He broke away gasping and leaned back a little as Heero lightly fondled the moist tip.

"Ah, harder...please, Heero," he begged as he thrust against his teasing fingers.

He found himself on flat on his back again, suddenly bereft when Heero removed his hand. "What did I tell you earlier?" he asked softly as he stretched out alongside him, one arm draped over his chest.

"We're going to do this your way?" he murmured.

"Yes. You don't seem to understand what that means," Heero purred as he feathered a kiss over Duo's cheek. "I'm going to have to teach you."

"T-teach me?" Something in the way he said that made Duo shiver in anticipation.

Heero smirked and released him, moving to sit on the edge of the bed. "Stand in front of me, Duo."

He complied, climbing off the bed and standing before him, rubbing his palms against the legs of his jeans nervously. His face growing impossibly warm as Heero's gaze trailed over his body, lingering over the bit of flesh half-hidden at the apex of his thighs. "Take those off."

He caught Heero's eye and unfastened the last button, then he hooked his thumbs into the waistband and tugged his jeans down over his slim hips and long legs, exposing his firm, lean body to Heero's scrutiny. He stepped out of them nimbly, his erection swaying enticingly as he moved.

/Kami-sama.../ Heero feasted his eyes on the beautiful vision before him, then he spread his legs and gestured to the floor between his feet. "Kneel."

Duo could tell how badly he was affecting Heero and he smiled seductively as walked towards him, his hair flowing around his bare skin like a curtain, covering and uncovering. He knelt and rested his hands on Heero's thighs.

Heero brushed a few stray strands of his long hair over his shoulders before gathering up a lock of it and letting it fall through his fingers. The smell of the storm still clung to his honey-colored tresses, just like it did on his skin. He cradled the back of his head with one hand and kissed him deeply. "Do you still want me, Duo?" he asked softly.

Duo nuzzled the sharp line of his jaw. "Yes," he whispered.

"Show me how much," he said as he unfastened the top button of his jeans.

/How many times have I dreamed of this?!/ Duo drew the zipper down with trembling fingers and carefully folded the material back, freeing Heero's throbbing sex from its prison. Heero bit back a moan as he took it in both hands and petted it, making it twitch with every stroke, before burying his face in the thick patch of black hair around its base. Heero's scent was stronger there, a combination of metal and musk, and he inhaled it deeply. Duo wrapped his fingers around the base and swirled his tongue over the exquisitely sensitive head, avidly lapping up the dew which flowed from the slit. The young Japanese man gasped and sat back, resting his weight on his elbows as he watched Duo's erotic mouth cover the tip. Jolts of pleasure coursed through him as the wraith-thin boy began to suck gently at the head of his arousal. It was all he could do not to push forward into the heady warmth surrounding him, but finally he surrendered and lay back on the bed. Duo paused long enough to slide his jeans down further before capturing him in his mouth again, nearly gagging when Heero unexpectedly thrust forward. He relaxed his throat and took him all the way in, sucking hard on the upstroke, letting his tongue run along the underside as he moved down. He felt one hand entwine in his hair, guiding his head as he slid over him. They established a steady rhythm and it wasn't long until Heero came, moaning his name.

Duo sucked until Heero's sex went limp in his mouth, greedily swallowing every bit of his seed. He brushed kisses over the tender skin of his inner thighs before crawling back onto the bed next to him. His mouth moved upward over his throat, tracing a line to his softly parted lips. Slivers of dark blue gleamed at him from half-closed lids as he lowered his mouth to Heero's, plundering it with abandon. "See how good you taste, Heero?" he breathed as he trailed his fingers over his bare chest.

Strong hands clutched fiercely at him again and pulled him up to straddle his hips. He arched as his neglected erection rubbed against Heero's hard stomach. "Nnn," he groaned as he wriggled against him, desperate for release. Heero gathered him up in his arms and changed position on the bed, now sitting completely on it with his legs bent behind Duo. He unwound the weary boy's arms from their resting place around his neck and propped him up against his legs, running his hands down his sides to his hips as he lay back again. Slowly he stroked the baby-soft flesh of his hips, tracing circles inward towards the glistening erection which hovered above his abdomen. Duo's muted whimpers melded into a strangled cry when he felt Heero's fingers stream lightly down its length. "What do you want me to do?" Heero asked as he rubbed his thumb over the wet tip.

His eyes screwed shut as he felt the calloused tip caress him. He couldn't stand it anymore. "Harder...harder...touch me...AHH!" His soft pleas transformed into a yelp of pleasure the moment Heero gripped him as hard as he dared. He thrust into the warm tunnel that Heero's hand formed, his mouth parted slightly in ecstasy, his long lashes fluttering on his cheeks. Heero followed the jerk of his hips as he moved forward, adjusting the speed of his strokes to match every thrust. He felt himself slowly grow hard again as he watched Duo's expression melt into one of rapture as he peaked, making a mess all over Heero's chest and hands.

Duo's hair covered them like a blanket as he slumped on top of Heero and embraced him. Heero's breath grazed his cheek as he spoke. "Tired?"

He rubbed his head against Heero's shoulder like a cat. "Yes, but I won't be able to sleep yet. You'll have to take me, or I'll be dreaming about you all night and I'll never rest."

His hands swept through his long locks, holding a few fine strands up to admire their color in the light. "All right," he whispered as he rolled over with Duo in his arms, kissing him quickly before sitting up. "Turn over for me."

Duo stretched out on the bed and Heero pushed the honey-toned curtain of hair to the side so he could see his face. From the back, he was just as lovely. The dark-haired boy cupped the firm curves of his rear and began to knead them slowly, but Duo tensed under his touch out of nervousness, so Heero decided to change tactics. He went to his dresser and took out a small bottle which he had hidden away in one drawer. Once back on the bed, he uncorked it and wafted the stopper under Duo's nose. The pale, elfin face scrunched up in confusion. "Roses?"

Heero waved the bottle under his own nose, smiling softly. "Hai."

"Um, why do *you* have something that smells like roses?"

Unseen by Deathscythe's pilot, a trace of a flush spread over his cheeks. He set the bottle down and leaned over the wraith-thin boy to gently bite his earlobe. "Shut up," he muttered.

A chuckle died away on Duo's lips when he felt Heero's oil covered hands slide over his rear again. The rose scent filled the room as he worked the liquid into his skin and soon the prone boy began to relax, until he was on the verge of falling asleep. Heero smiled at the picture he made as he liberally coated one finger and trailed it over the middle of his cheeks, taking care to brush against his opening before nudging past the tight ring.

His muscles instinctively clamped down on the intrusive digit, and Heero stopped moving until he felt them release their hold. Then without warning, he plunged forward into the narrow passage and Duo arched back against his hand, gasping softly. Heero stroked his strong back in soothing circles as he eased another finger in. "Are you okay?"

Tears had sprung to his eyes, but he nodded. It hurt, yet it felt so wonderful. He felt himself get hard again as Heero's fingers came in contact with some achingly sensitive spot within him and stroked it. He writhed on the bed as until he couldn't stand it. "No more...just do it, Heero. Take me."

Heero was quivering with desire by that point and he was just as desperate to be inside him. He didn't want to hurt him, so he hastily smothered his erection with the sweet-scented oil and covered Duo's body with his own, the tip positioned at his entrance. "Ready?"

He was answered by a vigorous nod and he pushed forward slowly, both of them moaning as he slipped deep into Duo's impossibly snug passage. Duo's muscles grabbed at his arousal when he had fully penetrated him, holding him in place, and Heero nearly came there and then. He settled his weight on Duo's back and pressed kisses to his warm cheeks until he felt his body fall away from him. After one last kiss, he swung out of him to the tip and slid back inside, coming to rest against that magical spot. Duo cried out and thrust his firm ass against Heero's hips as little tremors radiated through his body from that one place, his hands clutching wildly at the bedspread under him. He felt him withdraw again and he braced himself for the next delicious assault. "Come on...go harder...faster...I can stand it, Heero."

Duo's words spun through his mind as he began to move the way his lover wanted. He rammed frantically into him, nearly blacking out as he plunged into that wet heat over and over. Each time he entered him, Duo slid over the silk bedspread, the delicate material shimmering over his trapped erection. Wave after wave of passion washed through him from both front and back, quickly sending him over the edge. Heero felt him tense around his swollen member and with a few more thrusts, he came hard, spilling his seed into Duo's body just as his lover stained the spread with his own.

Heero went to the bathroom and came back with a damp towel. After he had cleaned himself and Duo to his satisfaction, he slid under the sheets with him. The now ruined bedspread lay crumpled in a heap on the floor.

He regarded it impassively. "How are we going to explain that to Quatre?"

Duo spared the scorned covers a glance before closing his eyes and snuggling up next to him. "I'll just steal him a new one."

"Duo..."

A low, tired laugh drifted through the room. "Just kidding," he mumbled. /Maybe./ He moved closer and lay his head on Heero's shoulder, casually slinging one arm around his waist.

Heero stared down at the boy who had so easily insinuated himself into his life. When had everything changed? When did he really stop being just a friend to being something more? He figured he would never really know.

He snaked one arm around Duo's shoulders and hugged him. /Aishiteru./

~fin~

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