Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ A Winter Revelation ❯ A Winter Revelation ( One-Shot )

A Winter Revelation by Kaialicious

Disclaimer: Gundam Wing and the characters of Gundam Wing are not of my creation. I use the characters for the sole purpose of profit less entertainment.

Warning: This story contains obscene language and YAOI. It is not intended for under aged readers.

Author's Note: This story is about Duo and Heero. Was there ever a more oddly matched couple? Yet, somehow, it works. Who am I to question a good thing? I made this in honor of the season. Enjoy and don't forget to review.

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Heero Yui wakened. He took some time to register his surroundings. A difficult task since everything was covered in darkness. The slight weight on top of him prompted him to shift his hands. He found that they were trapped between him and the inert body above him.

He turned his head. Something soft and silky fell over his face. It was berry scented, very familiar to him. Only one person used such a fragrance.

Duo Maxwell.

The former Gundam pilot had managed to find him.

The slender, warm American stirred and gave a yawn. He realized that Heero too had awakened.

"Good morning, sunshine," he cheerfully said.

"What are you doing here?" Heero asked him.

"Saving your butt. Do you want to explain to me why you're up on this god-forsaken mountain?"

"There are no more missions," Heero told him.

"Yeah, and for you that's like the worst thing in the world, right? Come on, Heero. All battles eventually end. You should be moving on with your life, not sulking and freezing your ass off on top of a mountain."

Heero felt another brush from Duo's hair. The room was too dim for him to see his fellow ally.

"Shit, its cold up here." Duo tucked his head into the crook of Heero's neck. His warm breath stirred Heero's thick dark brown hair as he spoke. "You're lucky that I came along when I did. You would have been a Popsicle."

"I ran out of wood for the fire," Heero quietly explained.

"I've noticed that this place seems to be lacking in the furniture department. I didn't bump into anything on my way in. What did you do, chop it all up and use it for firewood?"

"Yes," Heero answered.

Duo laughed. "I hope you're not renting this place or you're in big trouble."

"The cabin is mine."

"Invested your severance pay into it, huh? You don't want to know what I did with mine," he chuckled. "Okay, I'll tell you since you must be dying to know. I gambled it all away…"

"Maxwell…"

"…and won a shit load of money! I'm a freaking millionaire Heero!"

Heero sighed. The American never ceased to amaze him. "You came looking for me to tell me of your success?"

Duo raised his head and replied, "Of course not, Heero. I know that my success means nothing to you." he burrowed back into him for warmth. "Wufei on the other hand is totally pissed off at my dumb luck."

Heero gave a small smile. It was just like duo to rub his good fortune in Wufei's face. The little scamp was lucky that the Chinese pilot had not taken offense of his juvenile behavior.

"Yeah, I'm not just a bastard. Now I'm a rich bastard," he gloated.

Heero had missed the wild, loud-mouthed Duo. His vibrant personality had been an asset to the team.

"I'm hungry," Duo announced. "What have you got to eat?"

"You'll have to catch your food," Heero informed him.

Duo sat up, his thighs straddling Heero's hips. "What?"

A rush of cold air settled over Heero's body where Duo's had abandoned it.

"It's just like old times. Survival 101."

"Screw old times!" Duo said. "I never caught my own food. I stole it. If it wasn't pre-cooked or pre-packaged, I didn't need it."

"Well you'll find none of those things here."

Duo grumbled in disappointment.

"It's too late for you to regret coming after me. By the way, how did you find me?"

"The rich have their ways," he answered vaguely.

"In other words, you bribed your way up here," Heero deduced.

"You don't have to make it sound so nasty." He climbed off Heero.

Heero heard a faint rustling. "What are you doing?" he asked.

"I'm braiding my hair."

Heero sat up. He worked the kinks out of his neck.

Before duo had come along, he had been recovering from a severe fever. His body was almost back to normal. He was still a little tired, but he didn't mind having his sleep disturbed. It was good to have someone for company.

"Next time, think before you act, Maxwell."

"What does that mean?"

"You came into the mountains to find me and carried with you no supplies. Tell me, did you lose your common sense along with your former financial status?"

"Ouch," Duo winced at his barb.

"Wufei would have a field day if he heard about your careless actions."

"You're not going to tell him are you?"

Heero leaned over the side of the bed and switched on his portable gas lamp. He had been conserving the fuel, using the light sparingly, but he was getting tired of the dark and he wanted to see Duo's face.

The young American looked just as he always did. He was full of energy, his fingers flying quickly over the thick chestnut colored hair. His large eyes busily took in the lamp and then Heero. His fingers briefly halted their work as he noticed the change in Heero.

"You let your hair grow out," he said in surprise.

Heero pushed an overlong lock out of his eyes and repeated, "There are no more missions."

"So you've said. I'm impressed." Duo finished his braid and secured the end with a black band from his pocket.

Heero's ink black hair was now past his shoulders. A good portion of it had grown out while he was sick. He had decided not to cut it since it provided him some warmth in the cold cabin.

Duo glanced at the expensive looking watch on his wrist. "Five am. Is anything to eat even up at this hour?"

"We'll find something." Heero threw back the covers and got out of bed. He pulled on an extra layer of clothing and a thick blue winter jacket. He shoved a pair of black gloves into his pocket. His hair hung over his face as he put on his black winter boots.

Duo pulled the shiny brown curtain back and tied the mass at Heero's nape. "If we were still at war and I was the enemy, you would have never seen me coming," he teased.

"With that hair of yours anyone could have seen you coming from a mile away," Heero replied.

"Touché," Duo laughed and grabbed his own black jacket that he had carelessly discarded on the floor. He pulled on his fur lined hiking boots. "Let's go. I'm starving."

*****

Sunrise gave the snowy mountain a blinding radiance. Everything seemed fresh and new.

Duo trudged through the snow alongside Heero, going on and on about the crisp mountain air and the total silence of the place.

"It can't be good for you, Heero. You need to be around people, breathe good old-fashioned polluted city air, and eat soup from a can. You don't want to remain up here and become a hermit, do you? You could stay with me if you want. I live in a mansion now. Can you believe that? Heero? Are you listening to me?"

Heero had halted. He grabbed Duo's collar and pulled him down to the ground with him.

"What? What is it?" Duo asked.

"Shhh…look over there." He pointed at a fallen log.

At first, Duo didn't see anything, but the glimmer of the sun on the snow revealed that something small had been foraging for food. A fuzzy white creature hopped out of the hollowed out log. Its little nose twitched as it sniffed the air.

"Aw, isn't it cute?" Duo smiled. "It's a bunny."

Heero's arm moved lightning fast. The flash of steel caught Duo's eyes. He watched in astonishment as the bunny fell over on its side, twitching in the last throes of death, Heero's knife sticking out of its neck.

Heero retrieved the animal and pulled his blade free. A gush of blood stained the creature's snow-white coat. Heero picked it up by the ears and held it out for Duo.

"Its breakfast."

*****

Duo watched Heero eat. They had dragged the fallen log back to the cabin and chopped it up for firewood. Heero had skinned and cleaned the rabbit and roasted it in the fireplace.

Duo had declared that he wasn't going to eat the poor defenseless rabbit.

"Suit your self," Heero told him and bit into a golden leg.

An audible growl came form Duo's stomach. Heero watched him, slowly chewing on his food.

Duo pretended not hear his body's ominous snarl. Another growl assailed his ears as Heero picked the bone clean. He reached for another leg and bit into that one. The delicious small made Duo's mouth water.

He crept over to Heero and stared at the half-eaten leg as Heero raised it to his lips. Heero stopped short of his mouth and smirked, then gave the leg to him.

"You won't eat it, hmm?"

"I'm weak; I don't know what I was saying!" Duo said through a mouthful of rabbit.

Heero cut up the remaining pieces of meat and shared it with him.

"That poor, delicious bunny…" he muttered and wiped the grease from his mouth with the back of his hand.

His guilt did not stop him from having seconds.

Later, when they were full, Heero malted a pot of snow and made them some tea with some dried chamomile and cinnamon.

They sat down before the fire, wrapped up in a blanket and let their cups warm their hands.

Duo was sitting between Heero's legs, reclining against him. His hair was loose. It had been slightly dampened by their trek in the snow. He was letting it get dry from the fire.

Duo was suspiciously quiet. Heero looked down at the slouching pilot. Had he fallen asleep?

Just then, the American stirred. He set his cup down and turned over to face Heero. His long hair slid sensuously over his back and shoulders as he moved. It draped over Heero's legs as well.

Heero took a sip of his tea. Duo reached up and removed the cup from his hand, set it beside his own cup. He leaned forward and kissed him. Heero parted his lips and gently kissed him back.

When they separated to catch their breath, Duo traced the line of his companion's jaw and softly said, "I missed you Heero."

Heero clutched a handful of his reddish brown hair and pulled him towards him to receive another sultry kiss.

Duo gave him a gentle shove on to his back and lay on top of him, never once breaking the kiss. His hands frantically went between them to undo the fastenings on Heero's pants. Only when he had accomplished that did he relinquish Heero's lips.

He tugged Heero's pants down and gazed excitedly at his ally's arousal.

"At full attention, Heero?" he huskily noted and let his hair brush against the pilot's stiff mast.

Heero tensed.

Duo wrapped a lock of his hair around Heero's shaft, then covered it with his fingers and slowly moved his hand up and down his hardness.

The silken strands, coupled with his tight clasp was a sleeve of heavenly pleasure for Heero. If the American did not stop, he would come all over his beautiful hair.

It was easy for Heero to stop him. He was stronger than his companion, more aggressive.

He grabbed Duo by the arms and pulled him more firmly up against him. Duo was surprised. Heero gave him little time to protest. He slid his hands down Duo's sides and pushed off his pants. Duo eagerly helped him, smiling all the way.

Both of them were finally naked from the waist down.

Duo straddled his hips. Heero kissed his forehead and the wide grin on his mouth.

Heero dipped two of his fingers into his tea mug and brought the wet digits between the swell of Duo's small, round buttocks.

Duo gasped as his warm, tea coated fingers were inserted inside of him.

Heero made certain to prep him. He did not want to hurt his angel of death.

The glow from the fire made Duo's hair come alive. He looked like some ethereal creature. His eyes were glazed with passion. His cheeks were rosy with lust.

Heero finished preparing him and steered Duo's hips over his raging hard member. Duo took him in at once. He arched his back and steadied himself by placing his hands on Heero's chest. He moved back and forth over him, claiming himself with each motion.

Heero slid his hands under Duo's white, cable knit sweater and rubbed his hardened nipples.

Duo moaned. Is ragged breathing filled the cabin.

"Heero…" he panted, his brow furrowed in intense concentration.

His hair swayed with every movement, the light of the fire dancing over it.

My god, he's beautiful…Heero instantly thought. He had always known this. Even in the heat of battle, the wild little pilot had maintained a mysterious pull over Heero. His mischievous smiles and calculated cat like movements had been for Heero's benefit.

It suddenly struck Heero. Duo had been courting him form the moment that they'd met.

"Oh god, Heero," Duo was beside himself with pleasure.

Heero slid his hands over his ribcage to his back and pulled him into his embrace. Duo's cock was lovingly nestled between their flat stomachs.

"Do you love me, duo?" Heero calmly asked the shaken pilot.

Duo nodded and said, "Oh god, Heero, yes!"

His confession did not surprise him, because he had known the truth all along. He had only wanted Duo to confirm his assumption.

Despite the chill that remained in the air, a light sheen of perspiration glistened on Duo's flesh from his efforts.

Heero closed his eyes and rode the wave of desire with his tenacious lover. He came silently, only emitting a small gasp as he spurt his seed.

Duo came long and hard. Heero caught his loud cry with his mouth. His love drenched both he and Heero's stomachs and sweaters.

"Heero…" Duo purred and fell limply against him.

Heero stroked Duo's glorious mane. Out of all the other pilots, he had always been close to this one. They were complete opposites, but somehow they worked perfectly well together.

"Heero…" Duo muttered in his sleep, an angelic smile on his face. "Come and live with me…"

Even in Duo's dreams, Heero was with him.

Amused by his lover's persistence, he whispered into his ear, "I'll come and live with you, Duo."

In Duo's dream, the ever so serious zero one pilot took his hand and walked with him down the garden path of his new home. Although no words passed between them, Duo could tell that Heero had finally found peace and happiness in his arms.

~The End~

* Sniffle* I started this story on December 5, 2002and finished it or typed it up on December 6, 2002(I had written it down on paper). It is the fastest story that I have ever completed…as if anyone cares. This one came to me while I was surfing the net. You won't believe the number of stories that are especially geared towards a Heero and Trowa pairing. I had never done one before with just the two of them. I don't know if I'll make another, but if I do, the next one will probably be a master slave thing. What do you think? Duo as a seme and Heero as a uke…massive possibilities! ^_^