Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Bonds of Love ❯ Chapter 10
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By: Arigatomina 
Anime/Manga: Gundam Wing Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama / Hentai / Romance | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 07.08.2002 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.5K | Visits: 943 | Status: Work In Progress
Anime/Manga: Gundam Wing Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama / Hentai / Romance | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 07.08.2002 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.5K | Visits: 943 | Status: Work In Progress
Author's Notes: This is a fusion with the book: So Worthy My Love by Kathleen E. Woodiwiss. While there will be no text reproduced here, the story line will follow the book's almost exactly, any changes made not too drastic.
Category: Yaoi, AU, Gundam Wing, fusion with a book
Pairings: 1+2, will be 1x2, vague hints at 3x4/3+4, beginnings of 5+2
Warnings: shonen ai
Author: Arigatomina
Email: arigatoumina@hotmail.com
Bonds of Love
Part 10
To say that Heero was angry was an understatement, and his intense glare caused more than one person to step quickly out of his way. As he'd said, he'd returned to the shop after an hour's time. The woman had been righteously nervous when she'd explained Duo's absence, and Heero hadn't bothered to reassure her. He was more focused on finding Wufei and breaking his neck. Of course, Duo was also the focus of his anger, and the search to find the two males did nothing to calm him. It seemed the longhaired boy had enjoyed his shopping trip, and shop after shop complimented the boy on his taste. The fact that he'd purchased so many things told Heero that the boy had spent nearly three times the amount he'd given him, and the dark-haired man was furious.
It was evident to him, that the boy had done it out of spite, hoping to ruin Heero's credit within the town. He'd hoped the trip would help to heal the tear between them, but it was obvious that the boy wanted nothing of the sort. Still, Heero tried to calm himself as he approached the inn the woman had directed him to. His calm side telling him that the two were no doubt eating there, rather than taking advantage of the building's other offerings. As much as his mind tried to envision Wufei and Duo in a room, he knew the black-haired man would do no such thing. //No. He'd take him back to his ship instead.//
His eyes narrowed as he spotted them, and he sneered a bit at the happy way Duo laughed, his gaze centering on the boy's hand as it was held by both of Wufei's. Then they noticed him, and the violet-eyed boy's smile wavered a bit as he pulled away.
"Heero, I see you've managed to find us," Wufei said easily. He could see that his friend didn't look happy, but he shrugged that aside as it was seldom that the man *did* look happy. "I'm afraid we've just finished our meal. Of course, we can call the serving woman over if you wish to dine?"
"No," Heero said coldly, his eyes sparking a bit as he tried to hide his anger. There was no way he'd admit to Wufei that he was jealous, he didn't even want to admit it to himself. Instead, he centered his attention on the boy seated at the table, noting that Duo met him without any wariness. "I hear you've finished your shopping."
"Yes. I must thank you," Duo smiled, "Hopefully it won't be too long before they finish the clothing. And I did manage to get a few items they already had made."
"How nice. Let's go."
Duo blinked at the man's coldness, shooting a confused glance to Wufei when Heero abruptly turned his back on them. He couldn't figure out what had the dark-haired man angry, but it was obvious that he was. Wufei shrugged his shoulders lightly, then stood, pulling back Duo's chair for him. Smirking, the longhaired boy shook his head at the man's chivalrous action, fighting his light laughter when his hand was kissed.
"I shall call on you again, soon," Wufei promised, not so much as glancing at Heero who'd turned to glare at him. He was staring into sparkling violet eyes. "Until then, Duo."
"Thank you for your assistance," Duo remarked, his playful spirit bounding at the treatment. He knew the man was serious in his attentions, and while he really couldn't see himself marrying him, he was willing to play along. It was wonderful for his pride. "I'll be looking forward to your visit." Heero snorted, and Duo raised an eyebrow at him as he moved away from Wufei, following the man to the door. "Is something wrong, Heero?"
Not answering, Heero moved quicker until they were out of the building, and he walked to his black horse, swinging himself into the saddle in a sharp move. He was only grateful that Wufei hadn't followed them out, as he realized the man would have helped Duo mount. The boy wasn't weak, and Heero couldn't see how he would need such assistance. Then he frowned a bit, noticing that the longhaired boy in question was standing outside the inn's door, looking around in blatant confusion. "This is your horse."
//No way...// Duo frowned for a moment as he stared at the man, then his eyes turned to the white stallion that stood a few feet away. In comparison, the gelding he'd rode in on was a pack horse, and he suddenly felt a twinge of guilt as he realized what Heero had done during his absence. //He bought me a horse? Why?// Cobalt eyes gave no hint as to the man's thoughts aside from visible impatience, and Duo spurred himself into movement, nodding his head slowly. "Thank you, Heero."
"Hn." He still wanted to yell at the boy for having squandered his money, and for the display he'd put on with Wufei. Unfortunately, his anger was quickly draining away as he stared at the boy's happy expression. Duo was circling the animal, and Heero could tell he knew about horses from the way those fine hands touched it carefully.
"You made a wonderful choice," Duo said softly, marveling at the steed. "Why, he's almost as fine as Shinigami."
Heero's eyes narrowed sharply, hearing how easily the boy said his horse's name. Then he realized Duo must have seen the animal before. //After all, Edward had him.// Violet eyes were watching him, and he raised an eyebrow when the boy gave a slow smile. "What?"
"Does he have a name?" Duo asked. He was suddenly determined to be nice to the man, and he felt a need to rid Heero of his intense scowl.
"Wing."
"That's nice." Mounting, the boy gave another smile as the horse held beneath him, its ears twitching back. "Well, shall we?"
"Hn."
* * *
It wasn't that late when they reached the castle again, but the sky was dark with clouds, making the white of the snow seem eerie. The snow was still soft, and the steps of their horses were silenced as the entered the courtyard. This, no doubt, was why their abrupt appearance managed to startle the young man who'd been standing guard. Actually, he hadn't been paying too much attention to the gate, and he jumped and reeled away from the tall man when Trowa's head snapped up. The white horse seemed to shimmer in the dark, and Quatre let our a gasp of both fright and surprise, his foot slipping on the icy patch he stood on.
Duo's eyes had widened when he'd spotted the two men, and he'd smiled at their embrace. As a result, he was completely caught off guard when the blonde turned toward he and Heero, slipping abruptly. Trowa caught him, but the staff that had been leaning against the wall was knocked away as the shorter man's hand hit it and it spun across the ice striking Wing's front legs. The horse reared suddenly, and Duo let out a sharp cry as he was pitched back.
The disaster was averted as Heero reacted quickly, spurring his own steed forward as he grabbed the boy and pulled him from the saddle. The white horse was still bucking, but he turned his eyes from it when Trowa rushed in its direction. His attention was brought to the boy in his arms, and he could feel Duo's heart racing as the boy pressed against him, his face hidden near his neck. Those strong arms were wrapped around his waist, and Heero's eyes softened at the way the boy clutched him. Lowering his head, he inhaled the scent of Duo's soft hair, letting it touch his cheek before turning so he could whisper in his ear. "You're all right," he said softly, noting how shaken the boy was.
Duo opened his eyes at the whisper, blinking when he found himself holding tight to Heero, and he blushed furiously. His arms didn't seem to want to obey him when he loosened his grip, and he had trouble looking at the man. "Thanks," he said, wanting to get of the man's lap and blushing even darker as he was afraid to move. Heero was holding him, his hands touching his back and the warmth was nicer than he cared to admit. "I'm fine." Glancing up, he was surprised at how warm those cobalt blue eyes were, and he forgot his embarrassment. "Heero...?"
"I'm going to dream of you tonight," Heero promised, not hiding his lust as those wide eyes stared into his. Then Quatre's voice broke the moment as the man hurried to apologize for his clumsiness.
* * *
In a trance-like state, Duo had moved to his room, still stunned by the way Heero had looked at him. It wasn't until he'd slid beneath his covers that he'd sat up with a horrified gasp, his eyes widening. For a moment, he couldn't move, then he slowly tilted his head back so he could look up at the ceiling. //Oh no...// In the light of Heero's gift of the horse, and then the shock upon their arrival at the castle, he'd completely forgotten about what he'd done, and his heart sank down into his stomach as he remembered the thistles he'd placed in the man's bed. //And he was so nice! He was so nice to me! Damnit...this isn't fair...//
He lay down with a soft moan, curling up and resigning himself to the angry cry he knew he'd hear once Heero turned to his own bed. They had made such progress, the man had been kind, and he repaid him by a stupid prank. It was simply too much.
* * *
Heero leaned against the wall, letting the shadow mask his presence as he stared at the boy seated at the table. He looked nervous, and the man smirked as he knew why. He'd been in such an odd mood when he'd retired the night before, but he'd sat up sharply as he found that his soft bed wasn't so soft. Still, the discovery of the small burs hadn't bothered him as much as the boy obviously expected, and he shook his head. Duo was leaning forward over the table, and he could tell from the way his hands moved that the boy expected him to come down angry. //He probably stayed up all night waiting for me to yell at him. He doesn't know what to expect.//
The longhaired boy jumped a bit when he spotted movement on the stairs, and his wary gaze swept over Heero. The man's face didn't seem to harbor any anger, and Duo fought the need to bite his lip in confusion. Then Heero had reached him, and he waited, wondering what the man would say.
"Did you sleep well?"
That wasn't what he'd expected, but Duo managed not to show his worry as he gave a sharp nod. "Yes..."
"I didn't," Heero said smoothly, sinking into a chair across from him. "I admit, I ended up falling asleep in the chair in my room, not at all comfortable. I couldn't sleep, too busy thinking about you." Duo's eyes widened at the statement, and Heero couldn't help but smirk. "I was wondering what I would have to sell to make up for your spendings yesterday."
He'd just been about to sag with relief that the man hadn't slept in his bed, but Duo straightened at his words. "You won't have to worry about it," he said quickly. "I made up the extra myself. You see, I had my own money."
"Really." Heero's eyes narrowed as he thought about this revelation, and he would have nodded, but he'd heard from the shopkeepers how much the boy had spent. While it was possible that Duo might have indeed had money when he'd been taken, there wasn't a likelihood that he'd had as much as he'd obviously spent. "You had that much when you were taken? It's an exuberant amount."
Duo gritted his teeth a bit at the man's question. He would have liked to simply say yes, but he didn't lie. "I had some help," he admitted, looking away. A glance at the man's face wasn't necessary, as he could imagine the way Heero would twist that statement.
//Wufei. And what did you sell, Duo?// Heero didn't speak, his gaze dark as he stared at the boy's profile. He really wanted to yell, but he knew he had no place complaining. Careful thought had revealed that the he'd been wrong to think of his friend in such bad light, and he knew Wufei wouldn't dishonor the boy by taking him out of wedlock. Still, the thought of Duo being married to the black-haired man rankled him badly. "I don't think you would be happy married to him."
Frowning, Duo looked up and was surprised by Heero's straightforward gaze. For once, the man didn't seem to be mocking him. "Why not? He's nice, he has many redeeming qualities. And I like him well enough."
"He's also a captain of a ship," Heero said, nodding at the boy's confusion. "He is a runner during wartime, and I doubt he would take the risk of bringing you with him. Marriage to him would be a lonely thing."
"I don't need constant attention," Duo said, frowning when the man in front of him raised an eyebrow. "If I married him--and I'm *not* saying I will--but *if* I did, I'm sure he'd make my time alone reasonable, it's not like he would abandon me."
"If marriage is what you're after," Heero said, his eyes narrowing as his mind screamed at him to shut up, "You should marry someone who will be there for you. Someone who won't leave you by yourself."
"Like you?" Duo nearly bit his tongue off, but the words escaped first, and he gritted his teeth as he waited for the man's reaction. As it was, Heero snorted and smirked at him, making him flush at his bold retort. "Just leave me alone," he muttered, turning his head so he wouldn't have to look at him. "Whether I marry or not, it's not your concern."
* * *
TBC
Category: Yaoi, AU, Gundam Wing, fusion with a book
Pairings: 1+2, will be 1x2, vague hints at 3x4/3+4, beginnings of 5+2
Warnings: shonen ai
Author: Arigatomina
Email: arigatoumina@hotmail.com
Bonds of Love
Part 10
To say that Heero was angry was an understatement, and his intense glare caused more than one person to step quickly out of his way. As he'd said, he'd returned to the shop after an hour's time. The woman had been righteously nervous when she'd explained Duo's absence, and Heero hadn't bothered to reassure her. He was more focused on finding Wufei and breaking his neck. Of course, Duo was also the focus of his anger, and the search to find the two males did nothing to calm him. It seemed the longhaired boy had enjoyed his shopping trip, and shop after shop complimented the boy on his taste. The fact that he'd purchased so many things told Heero that the boy had spent nearly three times the amount he'd given him, and the dark-haired man was furious.
It was evident to him, that the boy had done it out of spite, hoping to ruin Heero's credit within the town. He'd hoped the trip would help to heal the tear between them, but it was obvious that the boy wanted nothing of the sort. Still, Heero tried to calm himself as he approached the inn the woman had directed him to. His calm side telling him that the two were no doubt eating there, rather than taking advantage of the building's other offerings. As much as his mind tried to envision Wufei and Duo in a room, he knew the black-haired man would do no such thing. //No. He'd take him back to his ship instead.//
His eyes narrowed as he spotted them, and he sneered a bit at the happy way Duo laughed, his gaze centering on the boy's hand as it was held by both of Wufei's. Then they noticed him, and the violet-eyed boy's smile wavered a bit as he pulled away.
"Heero, I see you've managed to find us," Wufei said easily. He could see that his friend didn't look happy, but he shrugged that aside as it was seldom that the man *did* look happy. "I'm afraid we've just finished our meal. Of course, we can call the serving woman over if you wish to dine?"
"No," Heero said coldly, his eyes sparking a bit as he tried to hide his anger. There was no way he'd admit to Wufei that he was jealous, he didn't even want to admit it to himself. Instead, he centered his attention on the boy seated at the table, noting that Duo met him without any wariness. "I hear you've finished your shopping."
"Yes. I must thank you," Duo smiled, "Hopefully it won't be too long before they finish the clothing. And I did manage to get a few items they already had made."
"How nice. Let's go."
Duo blinked at the man's coldness, shooting a confused glance to Wufei when Heero abruptly turned his back on them. He couldn't figure out what had the dark-haired man angry, but it was obvious that he was. Wufei shrugged his shoulders lightly, then stood, pulling back Duo's chair for him. Smirking, the longhaired boy shook his head at the man's chivalrous action, fighting his light laughter when his hand was kissed.
"I shall call on you again, soon," Wufei promised, not so much as glancing at Heero who'd turned to glare at him. He was staring into sparkling violet eyes. "Until then, Duo."
"Thank you for your assistance," Duo remarked, his playful spirit bounding at the treatment. He knew the man was serious in his attentions, and while he really couldn't see himself marrying him, he was willing to play along. It was wonderful for his pride. "I'll be looking forward to your visit." Heero snorted, and Duo raised an eyebrow at him as he moved away from Wufei, following the man to the door. "Is something wrong, Heero?"
Not answering, Heero moved quicker until they were out of the building, and he walked to his black horse, swinging himself into the saddle in a sharp move. He was only grateful that Wufei hadn't followed them out, as he realized the man would have helped Duo mount. The boy wasn't weak, and Heero couldn't see how he would need such assistance. Then he frowned a bit, noticing that the longhaired boy in question was standing outside the inn's door, looking around in blatant confusion. "This is your horse."
//No way...// Duo frowned for a moment as he stared at the man, then his eyes turned to the white stallion that stood a few feet away. In comparison, the gelding he'd rode in on was a pack horse, and he suddenly felt a twinge of guilt as he realized what Heero had done during his absence. //He bought me a horse? Why?// Cobalt eyes gave no hint as to the man's thoughts aside from visible impatience, and Duo spurred himself into movement, nodding his head slowly. "Thank you, Heero."
"Hn." He still wanted to yell at the boy for having squandered his money, and for the display he'd put on with Wufei. Unfortunately, his anger was quickly draining away as he stared at the boy's happy expression. Duo was circling the animal, and Heero could tell he knew about horses from the way those fine hands touched it carefully.
"You made a wonderful choice," Duo said softly, marveling at the steed. "Why, he's almost as fine as Shinigami."
Heero's eyes narrowed sharply, hearing how easily the boy said his horse's name. Then he realized Duo must have seen the animal before. //After all, Edward had him.// Violet eyes were watching him, and he raised an eyebrow when the boy gave a slow smile. "What?"
"Does he have a name?" Duo asked. He was suddenly determined to be nice to the man, and he felt a need to rid Heero of his intense scowl.
"Wing."
"That's nice." Mounting, the boy gave another smile as the horse held beneath him, its ears twitching back. "Well, shall we?"
"Hn."
* * *
It wasn't that late when they reached the castle again, but the sky was dark with clouds, making the white of the snow seem eerie. The snow was still soft, and the steps of their horses were silenced as the entered the courtyard. This, no doubt, was why their abrupt appearance managed to startle the young man who'd been standing guard. Actually, he hadn't been paying too much attention to the gate, and he jumped and reeled away from the tall man when Trowa's head snapped up. The white horse seemed to shimmer in the dark, and Quatre let our a gasp of both fright and surprise, his foot slipping on the icy patch he stood on.
Duo's eyes had widened when he'd spotted the two men, and he'd smiled at their embrace. As a result, he was completely caught off guard when the blonde turned toward he and Heero, slipping abruptly. Trowa caught him, but the staff that had been leaning against the wall was knocked away as the shorter man's hand hit it and it spun across the ice striking Wing's front legs. The horse reared suddenly, and Duo let out a sharp cry as he was pitched back.
The disaster was averted as Heero reacted quickly, spurring his own steed forward as he grabbed the boy and pulled him from the saddle. The white horse was still bucking, but he turned his eyes from it when Trowa rushed in its direction. His attention was brought to the boy in his arms, and he could feel Duo's heart racing as the boy pressed against him, his face hidden near his neck. Those strong arms were wrapped around his waist, and Heero's eyes softened at the way the boy clutched him. Lowering his head, he inhaled the scent of Duo's soft hair, letting it touch his cheek before turning so he could whisper in his ear. "You're all right," he said softly, noting how shaken the boy was.
Duo opened his eyes at the whisper, blinking when he found himself holding tight to Heero, and he blushed furiously. His arms didn't seem to want to obey him when he loosened his grip, and he had trouble looking at the man. "Thanks," he said, wanting to get of the man's lap and blushing even darker as he was afraid to move. Heero was holding him, his hands touching his back and the warmth was nicer than he cared to admit. "I'm fine." Glancing up, he was surprised at how warm those cobalt blue eyes were, and he forgot his embarrassment. "Heero...?"
"I'm going to dream of you tonight," Heero promised, not hiding his lust as those wide eyes stared into his. Then Quatre's voice broke the moment as the man hurried to apologize for his clumsiness.
* * *
In a trance-like state, Duo had moved to his room, still stunned by the way Heero had looked at him. It wasn't until he'd slid beneath his covers that he'd sat up with a horrified gasp, his eyes widening. For a moment, he couldn't move, then he slowly tilted his head back so he could look up at the ceiling. //Oh no...// In the light of Heero's gift of the horse, and then the shock upon their arrival at the castle, he'd completely forgotten about what he'd done, and his heart sank down into his stomach as he remembered the thistles he'd placed in the man's bed. //And he was so nice! He was so nice to me! Damnit...this isn't fair...//
He lay down with a soft moan, curling up and resigning himself to the angry cry he knew he'd hear once Heero turned to his own bed. They had made such progress, the man had been kind, and he repaid him by a stupid prank. It was simply too much.
* * *
Heero leaned against the wall, letting the shadow mask his presence as he stared at the boy seated at the table. He looked nervous, and the man smirked as he knew why. He'd been in such an odd mood when he'd retired the night before, but he'd sat up sharply as he found that his soft bed wasn't so soft. Still, the discovery of the small burs hadn't bothered him as much as the boy obviously expected, and he shook his head. Duo was leaning forward over the table, and he could tell from the way his hands moved that the boy expected him to come down angry. //He probably stayed up all night waiting for me to yell at him. He doesn't know what to expect.//
The longhaired boy jumped a bit when he spotted movement on the stairs, and his wary gaze swept over Heero. The man's face didn't seem to harbor any anger, and Duo fought the need to bite his lip in confusion. Then Heero had reached him, and he waited, wondering what the man would say.
"Did you sleep well?"
That wasn't what he'd expected, but Duo managed not to show his worry as he gave a sharp nod. "Yes..."
"I didn't," Heero said smoothly, sinking into a chair across from him. "I admit, I ended up falling asleep in the chair in my room, not at all comfortable. I couldn't sleep, too busy thinking about you." Duo's eyes widened at the statement, and Heero couldn't help but smirk. "I was wondering what I would have to sell to make up for your spendings yesterday."
He'd just been about to sag with relief that the man hadn't slept in his bed, but Duo straightened at his words. "You won't have to worry about it," he said quickly. "I made up the extra myself. You see, I had my own money."
"Really." Heero's eyes narrowed as he thought about this revelation, and he would have nodded, but he'd heard from the shopkeepers how much the boy had spent. While it was possible that Duo might have indeed had money when he'd been taken, there wasn't a likelihood that he'd had as much as he'd obviously spent. "You had that much when you were taken? It's an exuberant amount."
Duo gritted his teeth a bit at the man's question. He would have liked to simply say yes, but he didn't lie. "I had some help," he admitted, looking away. A glance at the man's face wasn't necessary, as he could imagine the way Heero would twist that statement.
//Wufei. And what did you sell, Duo?// Heero didn't speak, his gaze dark as he stared at the boy's profile. He really wanted to yell, but he knew he had no place complaining. Careful thought had revealed that the he'd been wrong to think of his friend in such bad light, and he knew Wufei wouldn't dishonor the boy by taking him out of wedlock. Still, the thought of Duo being married to the black-haired man rankled him badly. "I don't think you would be happy married to him."
Frowning, Duo looked up and was surprised by Heero's straightforward gaze. For once, the man didn't seem to be mocking him. "Why not? He's nice, he has many redeeming qualities. And I like him well enough."
"He's also a captain of a ship," Heero said, nodding at the boy's confusion. "He is a runner during wartime, and I doubt he would take the risk of bringing you with him. Marriage to him would be a lonely thing."
"I don't need constant attention," Duo said, frowning when the man in front of him raised an eyebrow. "If I married him--and I'm *not* saying I will--but *if* I did, I'm sure he'd make my time alone reasonable, it's not like he would abandon me."
"If marriage is what you're after," Heero said, his eyes narrowing as his mind screamed at him to shut up, "You should marry someone who will be there for you. Someone who won't leave you by yourself."
"Like you?" Duo nearly bit his tongue off, but the words escaped first, and he gritted his teeth as he waited for the man's reaction. As it was, Heero snorted and smirked at him, making him flush at his bold retort. "Just leave me alone," he muttered, turning his head so he wouldn't have to look at him. "Whether I marry or not, it's not your concern."
* * *
TBC