Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Beautiful Force ❯ Chapter 9 ( Chapter 9 )

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Sequel to You Make Me Feel So. . .

Beautiful Force

~*~ Chapter 9 ~*~

Duo crept into the house quietly, glad that Trowa and Quatre were not visible in the front of the house. He didn't know if he could handle anymore accusing glares from his friends. He knew that it was going to be painful enough to confront Heero.

Quietly sliding up the stairs, he stopped outside a closed bedroom door, wishing suddenly that he was anywhere but here. Not that he didn't want to see Heero, he just didn't want to see the accusation in his eyes. Drawing in a deep breath, he gently opened the door and walked into the room. Faint moonlight cast it glow around the room, bathing everything in its silvery light. Duo slipped silently across the room and into the chair next to the bed, looking down at the sleeping occupant. He sighed softly, glad that he didn't have to confront Heero right away, that he could just sit and watch him sleep. Maybe he could work out what he wanted to say.

"So you decided to return." whispered an accusing voice from the bed, startling Duo's musing.

"Yeah, knew I couldn't leave you all to get into trouble, so I decided to come back." Duo shot back, a false humor coloring his voice. His insides trembled at the sound of Heero's voice and he wanted nothing more than to fall to his knees and beg his forgiveness. He kept his head down, so that Heero wouldn't see the longing in his eyes, betraying his feelings at this moment.

"Hn." echoed a grunt from the bed. Duo peered up from underneath his bangs warily. Heero's eyes were closed and for all appearances he was asleep, but Duo knew better. The tense line to his jaw betrayed his frustration.

As he watched, Heero's eyes popped open and snagged his tightly in a heated gaze. Duo could see the anger that flickered steadily in those dark blue eyes, but for a moment he thought he saw fear.

'Fear? From the perfect soldier? Who didn't fear anything, but why?' he thought.

So caught up in his thoughts, he jumped when Heero suddenly sat up and swung his legs over the edge of the bed. Their knees brushed for an instant before Heero stood and walked over to the window. Duo gaped at the bare expanse of skin exposed, since Heero had been sleeping in his boxer shorts. He positively drooled as the material naturally tightened across his backside as Heero walked across the room. The muscles of his shoulder's rippling with the flow of his stride.

"How'd you get the bruise Duo?" Heero asked quietly. Duo started, the spell that he had been under broken by Heero's voice.

"Uhm, well. . ." Duo started, fiddling with the end of his braid, that he had pulled over his shoulder.

Heero waited expectantly for Duo to speak, staring out into the moonlit night. As the silence grew deeper within the room, Heero shifted slightly so that he could observe Duo out of the side of his eye. The sight that greeted him caused his heart to clench unexpectedly.

Duo's head was bowed, his chestnut bangs covering his vibrant eyes. His elbows rested on his knees, hands cradling the long braid pulled forward over his shoulder. His fingers nervously shredding the neatly plaited end.

What nearly broke his heart and almost caused him to change his tactics, were the twin silver streaks glistening upon Duo's cheeks. Hardening himself and remembering the pain he had felt over Duo's desertion, he turned back and looked out the window.

"I. . .Quatre did it." Duo's finally whispered huskily, his voice quiet and remorseful. "Heero, I'm sorry." Duo took a deep breath and looked up. Staring glumly up at Heero's back, he sighed resolutely gathering his courage.

"Heero, the night I left. I stopped by your room. I. . . I didn't come in afraid that I would have woken you." Duo said softly. He saw the tension that strained across Heero's shoulders, but continued on determined to get his feelings out. Praying that his instincts were correct, he plunged on.

"I heard what you said that night, and wanted to tell you that I felt the same as you. I have fallen in love with you, but was just too afraid to tell you." Duo stood up from the chair, his fists clenched tight around his braid. "I'll understand if you don't return my feelings and shall promise never to bother you again."

Duo watched helplessly as Heero continued to stare out of the window. His shoulders slumped in despair as the silence between them stretched endlessly. Duo turned and started for the door, the floorboards creaking softly beneath his feet. He had barely reached the door when he felt a hard hand come down upon his arm.

"Duo." Heero said quietly. Duo froze, one hand on the doorknob and the other clenched tightly into a fist by his side. As he stood there, Heero's hand slid down from his arm to slide around his waist

Heero wrapped one arm around Duo's waist as the other hand came up and buried itself in the thick chestnut hair at the nape of Duo's neck. He leaned forward inhaling the soft scent of Duo's shampoo and the musk of his skin. His lips brushed lightly over the soft skin, eliciting a shudder from Duo.

"Heero, what. . . " Duo exclaimed his mind spinning, but sighed as Heero's lips lightly grazed his neck.

"Don't go." Heero breathed lightly across his skin, causing another shudder to ripple through his body.

Duo's turmoiled thoughts ground to a halt at the softly whispered words. With a huge sigh of relief, he spun around in Heero's embraced and buried his face into his neck. Heero's strong arms enclosed him tightly, pressing his hard length against his.

Duo felt all the pain and anguish he had been feeling draining out of him, leaving him limp with relief. So much so that his knees buckled beneath him.

Heero became worried as Duo collapsed into his arms. Swinging him up, he strode quickly back over to the bed and laid him down gently. Brushing chestnut bangs back from his forehead he looked down into the dazed violet eyes that stared back up at him.

"Duo," he started softly, his hand tracing down to cradle the soft skin of his cheek, "I feel the same."

Heero watched as those beautiful eyes filled with tears, that spilled over trailing wetness down his fingertips. Bending down, he softly kissed the corner of Duo's eyes, tasting the saltiness of the tears upon his lips. Duo's hands came up to bury themselves deeply within his hair, guiding his face downward until their lips meet.

Fire blossomed between the pair as their lips met. Heero nibbled gently, teasing his tongue back and forth over that enchanting softness, willing them to part. When they did he dipped forward, tasting the sweetness of Duo's mouth. Their tongues warring gently, Heero pushed back him back into the covers, his hands skimming down over his chest. At Duo's hiss of pain Heero broke their kiss and leaned back to look worriedly down at him.

"What's wrong?" he said, concerned.

"Nothing, don't stop." Duo begged, trying to ignore the sharp pain from his chest.

Heero saw the pain flickering in Duo's eyes and swiftly unbuttoned the shirt covering his chest. Drawing back the edges to reveal a large ugly bruise that covered most of the left side of Duo's chest.

"How did this happen!" he asked angrily, "And don't tell me Quatre did it."

Duo looked up into Heero's furious gaze and brought his fingers up to gently caress his cheek.

"That doesn't matter now, what matters is that I am here with you now." Duo said as he trailed his fingers down Heero's cheek and to his bare chest. Heero reached up and caught Duo's wandering digits and pressed a soft kiss to them before sliding off of the bed.

"Hey, where are you going?" Duo protested, hissing as he sat up too quickly for his injured side.

"To get the medical supplies." Heero said as he disappeared into the hallway.

Duo slumped back into the rumpled covers, one arm flung carelessly across his face. Now that Heero had left the room, his mind re-engaged its normal thought processes.

'Heero actually loved him.' he thought wonderingly. A smile spread across his face at the thought. The sound of the door closing quietly caused him to lift his arm enough to watch as Heero placed a small black medical bag on the night stand.

"Sit up." Heero said gruffly. Duo sat up and shrugged out of his unbuttoned shirt. He watched detachedly as Heero examined the bruise, wincing as his prodded it painfully.

Heero ignored Duo's wince as he examined the large bruise. He could easily surmise the actions that would have been needed to cause such damage and tried to ignore the anger that welled up within him. Duo had at least two cracked ribs along with the nasty bruising.

Knowing that he need to wrap the ribs, he reached into the bag next to the bed and withdrew a roll bandage. He proceeded to wrap Duo's ribs tightly.

"Hey man, be careful." Duo squeaked as Heero pulled the bandages snug around his ribs.

"It has to be tight to help." Heero growled softly.

"I know, but you could be a little gentler." Duo whined as Heero glanced up after tying off the end of the bandage. Duo had his lower lip stuck out in a pout, making him want to nip at it. Ignoring his rising desire, he closed the bag and pushed Duo back down into the sheets.

"Sleep." he said simply as he stood up and turned off the lights. Sitting down in the chair next to the bed, he tried to settle himself as comfortably as possible.

"Heero." Duo said softly from the bed. He looked up and locked eyes with him. Duo held out his hand enticingly. "You don't have to sleep in the chair. Why don't you lie down next to me."

Heero looked at the outstretched hand and took it carefully. He slid beneath the covers on Duo's right side. Duo sighed happily as he snuggled up against Heero's warm body.

" 'Night, Heero." Duo muttered, a large yawn interrupting his words.

"Good night Duo." Heero said as he dropped a soft kiss on Duo's head before closing his eyes and falling asleep. His soul finally at peace with his beloved in his arms.

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