Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ A Child's Love ❯ A Date, A Phone Call, and Apologies ( Chapter 9 )

Disclaimers: I am the almighty Mako-sama, Goddess of Angst. *coughs* No, really, I don't own the G-boys, just the naughty thoughts that run through my head. I am poorer than dirt poor. *pulls out pockets and cries* Lint, anyone?

A/N: *flies across with a new banner that reads: MORE FANSERVICE AND ANGST!!!* Ok, now that that is taken care of I can do the more fun things, like babbling. Thanks to everyone for their compliments on the lemon scene in last chapter. That was rather hard for me to actually write. One of my muses seems to think it's more fun if Wufei and Duo are boinking, not Heero and Duo. *glares at Neko*
P.S. Derva says that I spoil her, but I think I don't do it enough, so she gets more airtime. Everyone thank her and Duo-chan for their *amazing* response time with these chapters.

Dedication: To Angel, for being you all the time - someone I adore. To Nelia, for one of the funniest reviews for ACL that I have had in a while. To my *lovely* and *indispensable* betas, Derva and Duo - LOVE YOU TWO! And finally, to Bkerrmom1, who just recently wandered onto my ML and graced me with ego-boosting compliments about last chapter.

Summary for last chapter: Heero sheds some light on the whole Allilon situation to Duo finally. Emotions peek to an all time high, resulting in a *hot* coitus scene. Hilde calls to confirm the flight from L2 to Paris, and Duo agrees to pick her and Mike up then, running off to join Heero in the shower.

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A Date, A Phone Call, and Apologies


Duo walked through the doorway of the bathroom, shutting the door quietly behind him. His breath caught in his throat when he saw the muscular outline of his lover against the steam and sliding glass door. /Hmmm... So much I want to do with that yummy body, and not nearly enough time,/ he thought wryly, carefully moving to the shower and opening the door.

"Saving some hot water for me?" he breathed into Heero's ear, while moving behind him, licking and suckling on the lobe.

/He still moves quietly when he wants to. I didn't even hear him come in,/ Heero thought, turning around to kiss the man behind him. "What did Hilde say?"

"To enjoy you..." Duo said, smirking. "She also says hello, and that in fifteen hours, she and Mike will be gracing us with their presence."

"That shortly, eh? Well, I suppose we should just make the most of our time alone," Heero said, pulling his lover as closely as possible. "Ai shiteru."

Duo thought his knees were going to give out. /He... He... Oh dear Lord, if I am dreaming this whole trip, I am gonna go insane./ "I - I love you, too, Heero," he whispered.

"Good to know," Heero replied, smirking against the side of Duo's face. "Now, what should I do with you?" He snickered when he felt Duo shiver, and his erection spring to life.

"I... could think of a few things," Duo replied hoarsely. He leaned his head up, capturing Heero's lips in a needy kiss, which was disrupted by Duo's stomach rumbling.

Growling in frustration, Heero looked down at a reddening Duo. "Did you eat today?" He watched in mild fascination as the American's face scrunched up in thought.

"No... I don't think so. Woke up, took a shower, made out with you, got caught, came to the hotel, yelled at Wufei over the phone..." Duo started listing things off, but Heero cut him off.

"Chang called?"

"Yesssss," Duo hissed. "He called to yell at me about leaving, and I went off on him. Told him to shove it, and then hung up on him. After that, I took a nap, Hilde called and we talked, almost took another nap when you showed up."

"So, you have not eaten since last night?"

Duo nodded.

"And after your... stunt, you were ill. Hmmm... Let's finish our shower, and then we can order room service, or go out," Heero said, watching as the embarrassment left Duo's face and violet eyes flashed happily.

"Can we go to the Eiffel Tower?" he asked excitedly, and Heero smiled, catching the excitement that was bubbling off of the beautiful man still in his arms.

"Hai." He was rewarded with a kiss, and was surprised when Duo started to wash him feverishly. "Duo, the Eiffel Tower will be there even if we go slow. You don't have to rush," Heero said, amusement obvious in every part of his body.

"I know, but this could be like our first date, so..." Duo said, locking his violet eyes with the Prussian eyes smiling down at him.

"Wakaramasu(1)," Heero said, taking one of the washcloths in the shower stall, and using it to wash Duo in turn.

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

Fifteen minutes later, Duo and Heero emerged from the steamy bathroom into the cooler bedroom. Duo hissed as the cold air hit his heated skin.

"Shit! Do they *have* to freeze all the rooms like this," he swore, rummaging around under his bed in his forgotten suitcases for something to wear. Heero smiled, enjoying the sight of the cute ass wiggling in the air. "A-HA!" Duo yelled, looking up to see Heero leering at him. /Oh, that is so fucking sexy... and annoying too./

Smirking, Duo stood up, allowing the towel on his hips to slip just a bit. "Like what you see, Hee-chan?"

"Hn."

"I'll take that as a yes," crooned Duo's smooth baritone, as he walked over to the now-stoic looking Japanese man. "So, you want some of this?" The towel slipped a little farther, exposing part of a hip bone.

Heero growled in frustration. /Damn him. He is so gorgeous, but.../

Duo smirked, and fixed his towel until it was situated back on hips. "Well, I guess you will just have to wait 'til later, because you are taking me out before anymore sex." /No matter how good it will be,/ he added mentally.

"Get dressed," Heero said.

"Sir, yes, sir," Duo mocked, snapping a salute, before running off to get dressed. /Ah, frustrated, Heero?/

/Tease,/ Heero thought sourly(2), before looking for his discarded clothing.

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

Duo locked the door to his hotel room behind him as they were leaving. When he turned around, he was face to face with a lusty-eyed lover. A sound somewhere between an 'eep' and a moan of lust escaped his lips. "H-heero?"

"You are a tease," Heero softly growled, punctuating the last word with a thrust of his hips into Duo's. "You will pay for that later, Duo."

The braided man watched as the other walked down the hall, his steps a bit forced. Letting out a groan of annoyance, Duo followed Heero down the hall to the elevator. He could only hope that whatever *his* Heero had in mind was something that he would enjoy.

No sooner had the doors closed behind Duo before Heero had thrown him against the back of the elevator car, kissing him hard. When the car stopped a few floors down, Heero moved from his position to stand next to a dazed and starry-eyed Duo, grasping his hand. He watched as a family entered, and rode down with them to the lobby.

They stepped out of the elevator when it stopped, still holding hands, and moved towards the front doors. Before going outside the hotel, Heero turned to Duo.

"Where do you want to go eat?" he asked, watching a thoughtful look steal over Duo's heart-shaped face.

"Do you know of any good pizza places? And I don't mean any 'fruffy' French, wanna-be pizza places," Duo said, almost salivating while he talked. "I want some *real* Italian food, with lots of garlic, cheese and cholesterol."

"You are not kissing me, tasting like garlic," Heero muttered, dragging Duo outside, and down the crowded evening streets to an authentic Italian restaurant. He missed the pink tongue that Duo stuck out at him.

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

Meanwhile, back at Quatre's mansion...

The blond wandered into one of the many studies of his house, finding Wufei staring absentmindedly out of the huge glass window. To anyone else, it would look like deep, meditative thinking, but to Quatre, he *knew* his friend was brooding over something.

"Wufei?" he asked, quietly, trying not to startle the Chinese man.

Said man turned at the sound of his comrade's voice, scowl firmly set on his thin mouth. "Yes, Winner?"

"Are you alright? I know that you called Duo. I accidentally overheard your end of the conversation," Quatre said, trying not to pry too much. After last night, Trowa had made him promise to stay out of other people's lives, unless asked.

"Then you missed Maxwell's scathing remarks about your help, and my apparent untruthfulness."

"I take it Duo wasn't exactly... happy."

Wufei scoffed.

"Far from it. I believe he said that you were a schemer, and he told you to leave things alone, but you didn't listen to his wishes. He asked me to give him one reason why he should not leave and go back to L2, but before I could tell him why, he said 'Fuck you' and hung up on me," Wufei said, sighing. "Oh, and I believe I know what is wrong with Allilon. Duo mentioned something about Yuy on a hormone rampage and the child walking in before they..."

"Allah... That..." Quatre was lost for words. "I need to go talk to Lucrezia about this then."

Wufei let out a resigned sigh when Quatre left. /I never stood a chance next to Yuy, did I, Duo?/ he thought sourly.

"Wufei?" Sally called out. Turning around, and trying to clear his mind, Wufei left the study to find out what his *truly* wonderful wife needed.

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

Heero waited until the waiter had disappeared with their order to broach any serious conversation. He watched as Duo raised a glass of water to his soft lips, and as the water disappeared into his tempting mouth.

Shaking his head clear of those thoughts, he placed a hand on top of Duo's. He received a look of apprehensive happiness. "Duo?"

"Yes, Heero?" Duo squinted his eyes a little, trying to figure out what had changed the mood in the Japanese man so suddenly.

"I have to call Quatre's to see how Allilon is..." Heero said hesitantly.

/Ahhhhhh. That's it. He wants to know if I'm ok with him being the 'responsible parent' figure. Why wouldn't I be? I think it's kinda cute,/ Duo thought, a smile stealing over his face completely. "Ok. No problem. See how that little terror of yours is doing; I'll be here when you get back. Promise." He added a wink to reassure his lover.

Heero inwardly sighed. He was relieved to have Duo's promise of staying put, and the reassurance that Allilon would not inadvertently ruin another moment alone with the violet-eyed man. He stood from the table and walked over to a dark corner of the restaurant where the vid-phones were located.

Bracing himself, he dialed the number to Quatre's estate. He was relieved when the vid-phone was answered by Trowa. "Hello, Trowa. May I speak to Lucrezia?"

Trowa's one visible eye shone questioningly, but he nodded. "Of course. Give me a moment to find her," he said.

Heero nodded in acquiesce. A few moments later, he was staring at the very annoyed face of Noin.

"Heero," she snarled vehemently.

"How is Allilon?" he asked, ignoring the hostile tone in the woman's voice.

"He and Joshua are asleep. Where are you?" she said, narrowing her dark blue eyes.

"I am speaking with Duo at the moment. I called to check on Allilon. If he is fine, then I will talk to you later," Heero replied, his voice sounding dead to his own ears.

"Whatever," she said icily, and then the screen went blank. Hitting the end-call button, he sighed and walked back to the table, where Duo was sitting, twisting the end of his braid between his hands.

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

Back at Quatre's house...

Quatre finally ran into Noin, coming out of the largest study, and called out to her. "Lu! I need to speak with you."

The black-haired woman turned wearily to face the blond, who came to a stop in front of her. Something about him seemed a bit off, and resolutely, she gave in, walking back into the room she had just left.

"What is it, Quatre?" she inquired. "It's close to ten pm. All I want to do is find Milliardo, and go to sleep."

The blond noted how tired she was, and led her over to a pair of comfortable chairs. "Well, I have to talk to you about... Allilon and Heero." Quatre stopped, not knowing how to go about telling her the problem.

"What about them?"

"Well, it seems that Alli walked in on Heero and Duo... in an intimate moment," he said, blushing furiously.

A switch clicked in Noin's head, and suddenly she felt horrible for assuming that Heero had harmed her nephew in any way. /Well, I should have listened to Milliardo.../ "Shit," she swore softly, standing. "Argh, I have to apologize to Heero now. Come find me if he decides to return at all tonight."

"Alright," Quatre replied, wondering what the hell Noin would have to apologize for, but sticking to his promise to Trowa. He watched as his friend left the room, and sighed. The urge to pry was consuming him, but he couldn't decide which one of his friends was most tempting - Noin, Wufei, or Duo.

Being the type who didn't break promises, unless it was necessary, Quatre walked out of the room to find his husband.

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Duo looked up from the end of his braid, which he had been worrying at, to see Heero watching him, his face unreadable. /What happened? Is there something wrong with Alli-kun? Does he have to go?/ he thought. Shaking off the nagging thoughts, he smiled at standing man, and spoke. "Heero? Is there something wrong?"

Heero shook his head, and looked to see a nervous smile across Duo's face, and his violet eyes showing worry.

"I'm fine. It's nothing really," he replied, looking down at the table to see that their food had arrived. "I see you waited for me."

"Um, it just got here," Duo muttered. /I barely paid attention to anything while Heero was away./ "Heero... what are you not telling me?"

The brown-haired man sighed and sat down, feeling a headache approaching. /I really don't want to talk to him about this yet. I just wanted to enjoy what may be our only, at least for a while, night alone. I want to forget about everything but him and me right now./ "Let's not talk about it now, Duo," he said, picking up a slice of the gooey concoction in front of him and taking a bite.

Duo watched in fascination as the pizza slice was slowly devoured, and stared jealously at the pizza sauce that was clinging to Heero's bottom lip. Stifling a frustrated groan, he picked up a slice of pizza, suddenly not hungry for food, but for other, *more* interesting things.

When almost the whole pizza had disappeared between both men, Duo looked up to see Heero's tongue dart out to lick at the errant sauce beside his mouth. Meanwhile, the blue-eyed Japanese man was trying not to stare at his lover to see Duo's reaction to his deliberate teasing. His face gave way to a pleased smirk when Duo started to shift uncomfortably in his chair.

"Are you alright, Duo?" Heero asked in a low sensual voice, that commanded Duo to drag his eyes away from Heero's mouth, and the things he could learn to do with it. He shook his head, trying to clear it, and failing as he caught the amused look on Heero's face.

"Y-yes. Can we go somewhere... else?" Duo asked hesitantly.

Heero looked at the table, where the bill for dinner had just been placed by the waiter. He dropped enough credits to pay for their meal, and more, grabbed Duo's hand, and dragged the smaller man out into the open night. When the cool air hit Heero, he slowed his pace, and laced the fingers of his left hand into Duo's right.

Neither man spoke while they walked down the lighted streets to the breathtaking monument that symbolized Paris to a 'T'. Duo stopped in front of the huge, oxidized, and nearly ancient symbol of strength and ingenuity, feeling awed and humbled at the same time. He felt a warmth spread throughout him as Heero squeezed his hand lightly.

"Come on, baka," Heero said intimately, leading Duo to the elevator cars. "It's nicer to look down than up."

Duo waited on baited breath as the car slowly rose to the top observation platform. When the doors opened and the cool air rushed into the elevator, Duo felt slightly dizzy. /It's so perfect. A clear night, Paris, and Heero with me on top of the Eiffel tower,/ he thought, moving slowly out onto the platform and savoring every moment.

It seemed as if every light was on in the city, and the sight, although not new to Heero, made it seem magical to him nonetheless. /You were right about so many things, Relena./ He snuck a look at Duo, who's face was shining brightly, and felt warmed throughout his body for the first time in his life. He was surprised when, suddenly, his arms were filled with his braided companion.

"Thank you," Duo whispered against Heero's neck. He looked at his lover in slight confusion as he was pulled away, but didn't resist when he was kissed.

"Domo arigatou gozaimasu(3), Duo," Heero whispered gently, before kissing Duo again sweetly.

*~~~~~~~*

The two men walked silently and contented back to Duo's hotel an hour later. Heero had suggested going back to the room when the air around them dropped a few significant degrees. Duo, not one who actually *liked* the cold, quickly agreed. Hence, they found themselves walking, hand in hand, lost in the feel of one another.

When they reached the door to Duo's room, Heero wrapped his free arm around Duo's waist. "Duo, I can't stay the night here," he said sadly. He watched as the happy look on the American's face vanished.

"I know."

"Hilde will be arriving in about ten hours, and we both need actual sleep. Besides..."

Duo cut him off. "You need to talk to Allilon, or at least see how the runt is doing." He leaned heavily against Heero. "I'll miss you," he whispered, a part of him hoping that Heero would stay anyway.

Heero let out a sigh of frustration. "I'll see you in the morning, Duo," he said, his mind made up. /If I don't leave now, I wont. I still need to see Allilon, and possibly talk to Quatre./ "What gate are Hilde and..."

"Mike."

"...Mike arriving at?"

"Eighteen." Duo leaned up and kissed Heero's nose, not wanting to risk anything more intimate. "I'll see you in the morning, lover." He moved away from the Japanese man, opened the door behind him, and disappeared into the dark room. "Good night," he said before shutting the door, leaving his heart on the other side of the wooden obstacle.

"Oyasumi nasai(4)..." Heero whispered, turning on his heel to find his car.

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

Quatre looked up from the papers on his desk as he heard the front door open and close. Hastily, he dropped the documents in his hands, and moved out into the hallway. He was relieved to see Heero walking down the hall, seemingly calmer and more rational than he had been when he left.

"Heero?" he called quietly.

The quiet voice was unexpected, but not unwelcome, and Heero turned his tired face to see Quatre's blond head poking out of one of the many studies of the mansion. "Hai?"

"How is he?"

"Duo is fine. I am taking him to the space port in the morning," Heero said, looking at his watch. "In roughly... nine and a half hours."

"He... He's going back?" Quatre asked, his voice catching a bit. Heero scoffed.

"Hardly. You and Chang are not getting off that easy." He saw the puzzled look on the blond's face. "Hilde and her boyfriend are coming for a visit as well."

"Oh! How..." Quatre stopped, absorbing what Heero had just said. "Shit!"

"Aa. Now, if you'll excuse me, I need to see Allilon before I go to sleep." Heero moved to walk towards the stairs, but the Arab stopped him.

"Heero, Lucrezia would like to talk to you. She said it was rather important."

The Japanese man resisted the urge to sigh. "Thank you." He breezed past his friend to find the woman and see what she wanted that couldn't wait until morning.

Walking up the stairs, he reveled in the quiet of the large house, so full with life and yet sounding abandoned. /Duo would find this morbid,/ Heero thought, smiling to himself. He had reached the top of the staircase when he almost bumped into something warm and solid. Shaking himself free, he saw Noin's blue eyes staring back at him.

"Noin," he replied tersely, causing Noin to shudder.

"Heero... I'm really sorry about this afternoon. I..." she hesitated, not really knowing how to tell him what she had thought happened between him and the boy who resembled him so much.

"You?" Heero said, mildly shocked that she was apologizing to him.

"I assumed something totally wrong when I should have listened to you. I'm sorry. For everything," she whispered, somehow conveying that it was for more than just yelling at him. Something made Heero realize that she knew more than she was comfortable saying, and so he decided that it was over, because he was still too high after his date and making love to Duo.

"Lu, everything's fine. Go to bed. I'm going to check on Allilon, and then I am going to sleep myself," he said, trying to offer her some sort of warmth in his voice.

"Good night, Heero," the black-haired woman said, disappearing into the bedroom she was sharing with her husband.

A few moments later, he found himself staring at the angelic-looking face of his newly made son, thinking about how to fix things between the two most important people in his life. Placing an affectionate hand on the boy's shoulder, he straightened the bedcovers and left. Soon, he had collapsed onto his bed, falling into a fitful slumber.

TBC...


(1) Wakaramasu - Japanese, "I understand"
(2) Tease - I *so* stole that from the conversation I was having with Allie-cat while writing this.
(3) Domo arigatou gozaimasu - Japanese, "Thank you very much"
(4) Oyasumi nasai - Japanese, "Good night"