Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Bonds of Love ❯ Chapter 15
[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
By: Arigatomina 
Shonen ai.
Anime/Manga: Gundam Wing Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama / Hentai / Romance | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 12.17.2002 | Pages: 3 | Words: 6.3K | Visits: 922 | Status: Work In Progress
Shonen ai.
Anime/Manga: Gundam Wing Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama / Hentai / Romance | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 12.17.2002 | Pages: 3 | Words: 6.3K | Visits: 922 | 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, assumed 3x4/3+4, 5+2, M+5, will be 1x2
Warnings: shonen ai
Author: Arigatomina
Email: arigatoumina@hotmail.com
Complete Archive: www.geocities.com/arigatomina
Bonds of Love
Part 15
The winding streets took forever to navigate, but they went in on horseback, Duo riding next to Wufei with Heero on the other side of him. The black-haired man had grown increasingly animated as they seemed to near their location and Duo wasn't sure what to make of it. The man was usually calm, though he did have a hidden tendency to tease. But those black eyes were bright as Wufei talked about the town. He called it the Queen of the Hansa and Duo was certain he should know what that meant. He didn't, though, and he reminded himself to ask Heero about it later. They stopped in front of a large house and Duo's eyes were caught as someone glanced out a window. Then the door opened and Wufei dismounted quickly, someone in a flurry of petticoats jumping into his arms.
The boy looked shocked and Heero smirked a bit at the way Wufei was hugging the girl. He obviously didn't realize how suggestive the greeting was. Dismounting, Heero turned to Duo, not answering that curious gaze.
"Wufei! You do take your precious time between visits, I thought you might have forgotten your family." Dark brown eyes narrowed and the girl pulled away, frowning up at Wufei.
"You know I would do nothing of the sort," Wufei said easily, his eyes glinting at how pretty she was. Every time he came home, he found that she'd grown even more. She was practically a woman. Then his mother cleared her throat and he let out a small laugh, stepping forward to give her a quick hug. The woman raised an eyebrow at him and he turned to where Heero and Duo were standing. "Come inside, both of you. Mother, this young man is Duo Maxwell, a close friend of mine." His words didn't imply anything, but the woman's raised eyebrow told him she hadn't misunderstood.
"Yes, inside," the older woman said, her eyes crinkling a bit as she shot her son a knowing look. "It's much too cold to have long reunions on the doorstep."
"My manners have not improved, then?" Wufei murmured, holding her gaze for a moment before turning toward Duo. He'd planned to escort the boy in, but soft silk brushed the back of his hand and he remembered his manners. Meiran was watching him and he flashed her a quick smile before offering her his arm.
Once inside, the first thing Duo noticed was how nicely furnished the house was. Obviously, Wufei's wealth had spread to his family, if it hadn't originated there. A young man was leaning against the wall and he flashed a quick smile at Duo before his gaze latched onto Wufei. Blinking, Duo followed it, again wondering who the girl was. He wasn't jealous, in fact, he felt a rush of hope that Wufei had a perspective bride waiting at home for him. It would make his guilt much less if it were true. The girl laughed at something Wufei had said, then she stepped to where Heero and Duo were.
"We usually aren't so rude," she said quickly, smiling at Duo. Heero snorted and she flashed him an irritated look before ducking her head with embarrassment. "You are not kind, Lord Yuy. I cannot fathom why Wufei spends so much time with you instead of us."
The girl shot a quick look at him from beneath her black bangs and Heero smirked, taking in Duo's frown. "Don't mind her, Duo, she plays."
"He has never been nice," the girl told Duo, nodding when the boy's lips twitched. "But I am used to it, now. I'm Meiran Hamilton and that," she waved at the man who was still leaning against the wall, "is my incredibly impolite brother, Justin."
"I'm not impolite," the young man said suddenly, his expression careless though he did flash another smile at Duo before looking at his sister. "I'm simply watching you act your age."
"You..."
"Don't start," Wufei said, stepping into the room after his mother. He'd explained his hopes to her, and the woman had accepted better than he'd thought. He knew she kept hopes that he might some day marry Meiran, but the girl was much too young for him, no matter how old she was. The girl turned to give him a happy look and he laid a hand on her shoulder, smiling at Duo. "My cousin is a bit overly enthusiastic at times."
"Then you're cousins?" Duo asked, trying to hide his disappointment. The girl had been frowning at Wufei, but her face cleared as she turned to look at him.
"Our mothers were distant cousins," Meiran said, corrected Wufei. "After our father died, Wufei's mother was wonderful enough to take us in."
"Something I might regret, seeing how you treat your guests."
Duo let out a surprised laugh when Wufei flinched and flushed. Turning, Wufei bowed his head. "Forgive me, Duo, this is my mother, Therese."
"I raise them to be polite," Therese said slowly, taking a subtle measure of the longhaired boy. Duo smiled at her and she sighed. "But my son is a continual disappointment, so wild."
"Mother, really. I am the best behaved man I know." Duo laughed at him and Wufei's eyes sparked at the sound. He loved his family, but he was even gladder he'd visited now. With so many people around, he wouldn't have to worry about other things. His eyes slid to Heero and he frowned a bit to see those dark blue eyes on Duo. There were matters he had to take care of while in Drammen, but he knew he could leave Duo with his family. Heero wasn't the type of man who would dishonor him in his own home, no matter what the temptation. The man glanced at him and they stared at each other for a long moment before Heero gave a small smile.
"His words are true, Madam," Heero said slowly, holding Wufei's gaze. "He is a perfect gentleman."
"Oh?" The two men were watching each other and Therese frowned, looking between them. She'd met Heero a few times, and he and Wufei seemed to have a strong friendship. Looking at them now, however, made her wonder and her eyes flicked to the young boy who was listening to something Meiran said. She prided herself on being quick to judge and her eyes turned back to Wufei, taking in his dark gaze. "Wufei, show your friends upstairs. The trip must have been long." He glanced at her, blinking in evident surprise, but she turned away. "Your stay will be for days, right? There is plenty of time to visit at dinner."
"Of course." Heero was smirking at him and Wufei smiled suddenly, clapping a hand on his friend's shoulder. There wasn't anything to say, their conversation had been silent but complete. It was a competition, a rivalry, but it didn't mean they had to be enemies. "She knows best."
"Your mother is a very perceptive woman," Heero said softly, watching Wufei. The man nodded and he followed him to Duo who'd been taken to Justin. The two young men were listening to Meiran relate a childhood story that Heero had heard more than once.
"But he didn't think it was my fault," Meiran was saying, her eyes wide. "And of course, it wasn't my fault. He was the one who sat down on it. It was so sad, he couldn't walk straight for days-"
Heero snorted when Wufei promptly clapped a hand over the girl's mouth, the man's cheeks dark red. "She loves that story, doesn't she."
"Wufei," Duo laughed, staring at the man in surprise. "Don't be like that, it's a great story."
"I'm sure no one wants to know about *that*, right Meiran?" The girl glared at him but she nodded slowly and Wufei stepped back.
"One quick question," Duo said, grinning at the embarrassed man. "How many needles were *in* the pincushion?" The girl opened her mouth to answer, but Wufei's hand covered it again and Duo laughed, shaking his head. "That's okay, I guess I can use my imagination."
"Well, if you're finished humiliating me," Wufei muttered, glaring at Meiran as he slowly let her go again, "I'll show you two to your rooms."
* * *
Despite his confidence in Heero's sense of honor, Wufei was glad to escort his friend to the wing opposite Duo's room. It was the same wing the man usually used, so there wasn't anything odd about putting him there. But he was still relieved to have distance between the two of them. The dark-haired man had a thoughtful expression as he stopped before the door and Wufei leaned against the wall, watching him carefully. "You have plans?"
"This trip comes conveniently," Heero nodded, his dark blue eyes sliding to Wufei. He was aware that his friend didn't like to discuss his ties with the Hansa, but they were the ones Heero suspected most. The murder he'd been accused of had to have been done by someone with a plot against the queen. The ones with the most power, within a reasonable distance, were the Hansa. "I have plans to seek out Zechs Merquise while I'm in Drammen." As he'd expected, the black-haired man's eyes narrowed abruptly.
"I wouldn't recommend that," Wufei frowned, his back moving from the wall. "He does not like to be sought out." They were friends, it was true, but he was not about to risk his life by speaking to the leader of the Hansa on Heero's behalf. The man in question was more powerful than any lord, and he had ways of making those who got in his way disappear. He'd done some smuggling in the past, so he did have connections within the group, but he was not at all close to the leader.
"I don't plan to seek him out," Heero said casually, glancing to the door. "I'll merely be asking a few questions and letting them know I'm here. I expect an invitation before the week is out."
"You're leaving, then?" The man gave a sharp nod and Wufei turned away, glaring at the floor. He knew what Heero planned, and he was certain the man's expectations would be fulfilled. Heero's name was one he'd heard before, whispered within the Hansa and he imagined Zechs would be interested in knowing the man was in Drammen. Wufei had been careful not to reveal his friendship with the man, keeping silent when the name was mentioned. But if Heero planned to go asking questions, then there would be no hiding it. The man could cause him trouble and it was disheartening to know that Heero didn't seem worried. His hands curled into fists and he stepped away, only slowing a bit when his friend called to him.
"I won't let anyone know where I'm staying," Heero said softly, his expression hard. "No one will know that we are acquainted, you have my word on that."
"Good," Wufei commented, glancing back to throw the man a frown, "just don't get yourself killed." His friend raised an eyebrow at him and his anger eased a bit, enough for him to smirk. "Not until you repay the advance I gave you."
* * *
Wufei's family was as strictly polite as the man himself, but Meiran's good nature undid any discomfort Duo might have felt. Both of his escorts left the large house before he rose, leaving him alone to face the strangers seated around the breakfast table. He'd been a little angry until Wufei's mother explained that Wufei usually came when he had work to do within the city. She didn't know where Heero had gone, but after a bit of thought, Duo decided the man wouldn't have left merely to avoid him. Whatever the two had to do, he'd spent the day visiting with Justin and Meiran and learning more about Wufei's younger days than he thought appropriate. It was one thing to hear a few humorous episodes, but the black-haired girl seemed determined to tell every single embarrassing incident she'd ever witnessed. Only Justin's smirking glances kept him wondering if she were *trying* to make Wufei look bad. After a few hours of non-stop stories, Duo was convinced she related them as much for her own pleasure as to entertain her guest.
Although the two led most of the conversation, Duo was forced to tell a little about himself. He'd kept it short, telling how he'd been stranded on the coast because of the winter seas and thereby met Wufei. The tale wasn't quite a lie, but Duo was glad when Justin prodded Meiran into changing the subject. The girl only needed a breath before she launched into more stories. It seemed she and Wufei had spent a lot of time together before the man became a true captain of his own ship, and Duo was glad to let her ramble. Just looking at her sparkling eyes made him feel better about himself. Even if Wufei didn't return the girl's interest, he *did* have someone as enamored with him as the man proclaimed to be enamored with Duo.
Dinner came and went without either man returning, and Duo bid his hosts goodnight with less frustration than he'd bid them good morning. But then, he wasn't actually planning to sleep. He returned to his room only long enough to grab a light wrap, then went back to the cozy den. And he found that he wasn't the only one not quite ready to sleep. Justin was reclining on the large sofa, and Duo hesitated in the doorway, forcing a quick smile when the young man glanced up at him.
"Couldn't sleep?" Justin drawled, his eyes glinting as he moved back on the couch and waved a hand at the other end. The long-haired boy shook his head and he smiled when Duo sat quietly. "So tell me, Duo, now that my sister is out of the room, which one are you waiting up for?"
Eyes widening, Duo was stricken for a second, his mind flying to think of what he might have said to give himself away. "Excuse me?"
"You just didn't seem too caught on Wufei last night," Justin explained, relaxing and lighting a cigarette. "Every time he's around Meiran hangs all over him, now *that* is obvious. But you...you didn't even look the slightest bit jealous when you saw her." Violet eyes were watching him and he shrugged, his lips curving a bit. "So I figure it's one of three things. You're not upset because Wufei *explained* about his obsessed cousin, you're confident that she's not competition, or you just don't care."
The dark-haired youth smiled at him and Duo frowned back, his shoulders tensing. "I really don't think it's your business," he said sharply, his brows narrowing when Justin laughed softly at him. "That's between Wufei and I."
"I thought you might say something like that." The boy was really scowling at him, knuckles whitened on the dark cloth wrapped over his shoulders. Waving a hand at him, Justin sighed. "I won't pry. It's just that Meiran has been waiting for him for so many years...I can't believe Wufei is still blind to it. We all expected him to propose to her eventually, but he never has. So when he showed up with you my first thought was that he'd finally found someone even more obsessed than my sister. I couldn't believe how...detached you were."
Duo blinked, his eyes falling as he shook his head. He wasn't going to tell anything to Justin that he didn't have the courage to say to Wufei first, but he had to admit the young man had a point. He *hadn't* shown much interest in his suitor. And if Justin knew Wufei's intentions, then the man's mother probably did to. He couldn't imagine what *she* thought of him. "Well, Meiran has known him longer than I have," he said slowly, his expression clear when he looked at Justin.
"That's certainly true," Justin nodded. "And that's the problem. She just doesn't understand that he sees her as a sister, more than a distant cousin. But enough about that, Wufei would kill me if he knew I was talking about this." The boy frowned at him and he smirked. "He'd think I was trying to scare you away, or nab you for myself." A slender eyebrow rose at that and his eyes glinted suddenly. Stretching his arms above his head, he caught Duo's gaze and shifted on the couch. He managed to let one arm fall behind the boy's shoulders without cracking into a grin. "I'm quite the rouge, you know."
Only a few seconds passed before Duo gave in to a quick laugh, leaning away from Justin's arm with a smirk. "Oh, really. I'd never have guessed."
"Justin."
The voice was low, with just a hint of warning, but it was enough to make the young man in question jump up with a big grin. "Wufei, so glad you made it back safely."
"I'm sure you are," Wufei said slowly, his eyes glinting with a touch of humor for his cousin's sheepish expression. "Keeping Duo company, I see?"
"He's been very courteous," Duo nodded solemnly, not missing the way Wufei's lips twitched. "He was just warning me about his reputation."
"Complete with an example," Wufei snorted, his eyes narrowing in a slight glare when Justin scratched the back of his head and looked away. His cousin really wasn't as young as he thought of him as, but there was no real reason to be wary of leaving Duo with him. The young man tried to act like a suave character, but he rarely succeeded. "Isn't it past your bedtime?"
"What?!" Justin snapped his mouth shut when a muffled snicker reached him from the couch and he glowered at Wufei's smirk. "You know, *cousin*, one of these days I'm going to be higher on the food chain than you are. Just you wait."
"Until then, you'd better get plenty of sleep." With a wave of his arm and a dark smile, Wufei watched the man leave the room. Sometimes, Justin was as young as Meiran, but not nearly so cute. Duo was still watching him, and he smiled at the boy, shaking his head. "He really is harmless, most of the time."
"He's nice," Duo admitted. He had been wanting to see Wufei and Heero when they got in, but he didn't feel up to having a private conversation with Wufei. It was true that he had something to tell the man, but he was no more eager to do it now than he'd been last night. The black-haired captain nodded to him before taking Justin's spot beside him, and Duo curled up in the other corner, making a show of snuggling into his wrap. "He kept me company while you two were gone."
"Then Heero isn't back yet?" The boy blinked at him, and Wufei leaned forward, elbows on his knees. "I see."
"I thought you two had gone together," Duo said, not quite prodding. "You were both gone when I woke up."
"I had business to attend to," Wufei said, his eyes shifting away. This was something he didn't want to share, but he knew Duo would have to be told eventually. If he actually planned to have a future with the boy, Duo would have to know about his darker relations. And even there were bound to be no more than friends, he had an idea Duo would need to know about the Hansa, especially if Heero met up with them. The man must have left after him, and if he hadn't returned yet, then he'd probably managed to succeed with his 'plans.' Duo was watching him, and Wufei sighed. "Have you heard of the Hansa?" he asked quietly. A sharp frown told him the answer. It was the one he'd expected. "They're an underground organization, based here in Drammen. I've had dealings with them in the past, most captains in this area have. No one gets a ship without going through their network."
"Is it...smuggling?" Duo's eyes glinted when the man looked surprised. "I don't know about the 'Hansa,' but I've heard plenty about smuggling. Pirates take things from ships that leave England. And others move things across borders despite the laws." A slow nod followed his words and Duo raised an eyebrow at Wufei's closed expression. "Are you a pirate, then?"
"Sometimes. But not as much lately." The boy didn't seem upset by his revelation, encouraging him to explain. "One of the reasons I was able to get a ship from the Hansa is because I agreed to join their group. I hold no standing within the Hansa, but I have done a few small tasks for them occasionally."
"And that's where you went today? To see them?"
For some reason, Duo's easy acceptance bothered him, and Wufei nodded slowly. "I went because of Heero." This got a reaction that bothered him even more. Frowning at the boy's concerned expression, he shook his head. "He wanted to contact someone while he's here. And from what I heard today, the news is out."
"Is it about the murder?" Wufei seemed so surprised at his question that Duo was absolutely certain he was right. "Does he think someone in the Hansa is responsible for the murder of the Queen's man?"
"Did he tell you?" Wufei asked, his dark eyes wide. He didn't know whether he should be surprised or angry, but he was definitely a tad relieved when Duo shook his head. If Heero had left before Duo woke, then the man hadn't told the boy anything that morning. Meaning any conversation they might have had would have taken place last night. It was reassuring to know there hadn't been any late-night encounters between the two. While he was sure Heero wouldn't try anything in his mother's home, Wufei didn't intend to give the man a chance to even think of trying something. He liked to be on the safe side. But Duo was waiting with curiosity and visible worry. "The Hansa is the most likely choice."
"So if he finds the ones who did it," Duo said quickly, "he can tell the Queen."
"He'd have to do more than *find* the guilty party," Wufei muttered, "but that's his plan. Unfortunately, they aren't likely to just tell him. And if they *do* tell him who did it, then you can bet it's because they want Heero to join them on another, *successful* attempt."
"He could just pretend to join them, couldn't he?"
"I'm sure that's what he'll do." It had been a long night, and Wufei stood slowly, frowning when Duo didn't shift at all. He didn't want to leave the boy alone on the couch to be found when Heero wandered in. But he simply had no excuse to get the boy to retire without revealing his suspicions. "Do you plan to wait up for him?" Wide eyes snapped up, and Wufei's own gaze darkened for a second before he shrugged. "I certainly can see why you would. It would be much better for you if Heero cleared his name before your return."
"Yes..." A cool chill was tickling his back, and Duo stared at Wufei, trying to determine what he saw in the man's dark eyes. There was something different about his demeanor. He hadn't spoken to him like he normally did. He'd actually sounded as if he were addressing a comrade, more than a marriage prospect. And it was the first time the man had ever come into a room and not kissed his hand. That should have been a wonderful thing, perhaps a signal that Wufei wouldn't be hurt when he turned down the man's proposal, but for some reason it made his stomach sink. Obviously, he'd grown accustomed to the treatment, and Duo had to bite his tongue to remind himself not to be so greedy. "I would like to hear how his progress is going," he admitted, meeting Wufei's gaze with a clear expression.
"You might hear more than that," Wufei commented, turning and crossing the room. He paused in the doorway, still unable to smile at the boy as he was used to doing. After hearing that Zechs was aware of Heero's presence in Drammen, he couldn't bring his mood any higher. "If you're awake when he gets in, ask him about your father." A gasp broke the air and he nodded when Duo stood suddenly. "I don't want you to get your hopes up," he warned, his eyes softening a bit when the boy nodded quickly, "but his name was mentioned. All I know is that the man Heero spoke to had news of your father. I'm sure Heero asked when he met him."
"Do you think so?" Duo asked, his eyes very bright. He had an incredible urge to hug the man, and he curled his hands to resist that need. Now was *not* the time to act so irrationally. He still hadn't told him. "It's been so long since he disappeared..."
"As I said," Wufei murmured, his expression falling into a sad smile, "don't get your hopes too high. All I heard was that the man had mentioned Maxwell, not that he knew his location." He knew his warning fell on deaf ears despite Duo's quick nod and he shook his head. "I must leave you for the evening," he said, his voice softening despite his heavy limbs. "I'll make certain to see you in the morning, this time."
"I'd like that. Not that your family isn't wonderful, of course." Duo smiled when Wufei let out a very quiet laugh, and he followed the man, pausing in the doorway. He was prepared to watch him climb the stairs, and he nearly dropped his wrap when the black-haired man turned suddenly. His hand was taken in a strong grip and he blinked in surprise as the combination of sadness and relief that shot through him when Wufei smiled at him.
"I apologize for not being more suave," Wufei said softly, brushing his lips over the boy's hand.
His gut wrenched at his complacency, and Duo shoved his muscles into action when the man released his hand. He had to tell him now. There was no excuse not to. "Wufei-"
"I'll see you in the morning." The boy stared at him, but Wufei didn't wait, turning and ascending the stairs.
* * *
Whether Heero had a key for the front door or not, the man managed to enter it without making a sound. In fact, he was so quiet that he almost slipped past the doorway without Duo spotting him. Only the slight shadow caught the corner of the boy's eye and he was on his feet in an instant. His sudden movement in turn gained Heero's attention, the man pausing with his foot lifted over the bottom step. Wide violet eyes sparkled in the dim light and Heero would have followed the boy even if Duo hadn't beckoned to him. The den was mostly dark, save for the fire at the far end, but it was more than bright enough for Heero to know Duo had waited up for a reason. The boy didn't give him a chance to sit or anything before clutching one of his hands and turning a look on him that made him burn.
"Heero, I thought you'd never come back," Duo said quickly. He'd waited for hours, fighting off sleep, and he squeezed the man's hand eagerly. "Wufei said you--" A long sigh made him break off his words, and he blinked in confusion when the dark-haired man scowled at him. "What?"
"Don't greet me like that if you're going to talk about him," Heero muttered, his rapid pulse dropping along with the corners of his mouth.
"What do you mean?" Duo frowned, letting go of the man's hand. "I've been waiting forever for you to get back. I was starting to think you weren't *coming* back."
The lovely boy simply didn't get it, and Heero admitted defeat with a long sigh. "What did Wufei say?"
With a quick blink, Duo gathered his excitement again. "He said you might know something about my father. He told me about the Hansa and how you were trying to find the ones responsible for the murder, and he said they guy you talked to mentioned my father's name, so I-"
"Calm down," Heero drawled, his lips curving upward again as he looked at the boy's sparkling violet eyes. Duo spoke so quickly, he wouldn't have caught it all if he hadn't been watching the animated face with some high degree of appreciation. "Yes, I'm looking for the ones who killed the queen's man, and yes, the man I talked to mentioned your father." The boy's mouth flew open and Heero placed his hand over it, fingertips brushing soft lips. "But...I don't know if the man he saw was your father or not. He saw someone a few weeks ago who *looked* like your father, but his description may not be accurate. He was drunk at the time."
Duo's face fell and he huffed against Heero's hand. "Oh."
"Right," Heero nodded, his eyes glinting when the boy didn't pull away. That was enough encouragement for him to turn his hand, fingers brushing at the long chestnut bangs that fell over Duo's forehead. "I didn't go there looking for him," he admitted, holding those violet eyes, "but you know, Duo, I'll do what I can to help you find your father. It's the least I can do."
The thought of actually finding his father was foremost in his mind, but Duo found that excitement slipping slowly away, replaced by an awareness that tingled along his spine. Heero's palm rubbed his cheek and he sighed, unconsciously turning his face into the caress. Dark blue eyes glimmered at him until he dropped his gaze, another sigh passing his lips. "I never thought I'd find him. Certainly not here. To think...I would come so far, so far from home to find the ones I love..." The hand stroking his cheek moved into his hair and Duo's eyes snapped open suddenly, heat rushing over his face as he realized what he'd said. His tongue made it between his teeth and he bit down, closing his eyes again in complete embarrassment.
"Duo..." Glaring violet eyes flicked up to him and Heero stared into them, his lips curving into a sly smile. "Duo, would you like to repeat that?" The boy's down-turned lips combined with those red cheeks made his smile widen and he took a long step closer. "Duo."
"What?" Duo snapped, his shoulders shaking for a second before he clenched his fists. "What did I say? I love my father, I always have. Stop looking at me like that." Dark blue eyes bore into him and he clenched his teeth, his face blazing even hotter when he saw the man's smile. "Damn it, Heero..."
"Loved ones," Heero murmured, easing closer still. "Ones." The boy's face was more adorable than lovely with that embarrassed and angry shade of red, but he liked it nonetheless. "You said loved ones, and you sure as hell weren't talking about Wufei." Duo glared at him for another second then tried to pull away. Tightening his hold on that thick hair, Heero slipped his other arm around the boy's waist, slowly pulling him forward. "Duo."
"Leave me alone," Duo groaned, closing his eyes tight. "I never said I loved you!"
That harsh whisper made a low chuckle break past his smile, and Heero tilted his head, brushing his face against the boy's thick hair. "Yes you did..." He could feel Duo's palms against his chest, but they weren't pushing, not at all. Closing his eyes, he inhaled the sweet scent of that thick hair. The boy's head tilted back, almost asking for him to shift his mouth, and he did, lips trailing over Duo's soft cheek. His lashes parted enough for him to see that angry red had faded to passion-tinted pink and he smiled, brushing Duo's lips. "Yes you did."
The man was killing his pride, absolutely massacring it, but Duo couldn't help himself. Sighing against Heero's mouth, he leaned into the man's embrace. "Fine," he groaned, pushing his chin up when those lips receded, "I did. But I didn't mean to."
The petulant tone made him want to laugh, and Heero diverted that rise by kissing the boy, his arms pulling Duo flush against him. Those palms shifted up to his shoulders, fingers threading into and clutching his hair. The delicious boy returned his passion until he fell into the kiss, tasting with fervor. His free hand moved by itself to tug Duo's shirt free, fingers aching to press smooth skin. And they did, running up and down the boy's back, massaging the skin until their bodies were crushed together. They were separated by layers of cloth, a thick wrap as well, but he could feel Duo's rapid heartbeats as he trailed his lips down the boy's cheek. His own pulse racing at the soft breaths that brushed his ear. His tongue lapped hungrily at Duo's neck, and he nuzzled the edge of that offending cloth.
Whatever pride Heero had destroyed, he made up for it with the burning life his touch aroused. Duo's lips moved unerringly to the man's ear, touching it before dipping lower. His skin seemed to pulse where Heero's hand rubbed it and he found himself tugging urgently at the man's shirt. Fingers curling around cool material, he opened his eyes slowly, gazing at the dark hair that fell over Heero's tan skin. He was doing it again. A moist kiss pressed his neck and his eyes closed, his sigh ruffling thick hair before he ducked his face against Heero's shoulder. "It's..." His lips rubbed Heero's cool coat and he opened his eyes to stare at it, forcing his mouth to obey even if his body wouldn't. "Heero..."
The boy was *not* going to stop him, he wouldn't stop, Duo didn't even want him to stop and he wasn't going to. Even as the angry clamoring tried to drown out that soft voice, Heero's eyes were opening to view shadowy skin. This was no the time or the place. He knew that. But he could forget it if he tried, just one glimpse of the silken skin he'd kissed told him he could ignore everything but Duo. Unfortunately, Duo was the one speaking.
"It's wrong," Duo whispered, his eyes closing painfully as he tried to loosen his fingers. They were clenched around Heero's shirt as if they'd never let go and he groaned, forcing his hands to flatten and push against the man. "Heero, we can't do this here. Even if I love you...it's wrong...not here, not like this." A long sigh met his ears and he turned guilty eyes to Heero. He knew he deserved any reproach the man might give him. Once again, he was to blame just as much as Heero, if not more. "I'm sorry, Heero-" Dark blue eyes flashed at him and he blinked, not pulling away when the man kissed him again. This touch lasted mere seconds and he almost dove forward without thinking. It took most of his self-control to hold still. "I could never shame Wufei by doing this-not in his *mother's* house, not when we're not married. I'm sorry, but I-"
"I know," Heero muttered, his smirk belying the angry ache that was responsible for his bitter tone. "I know. All evidence to the contrary, I would not shame him either. Besides..." His hands tried to hesitated when he removed them from Duo's hair and clothing, and he managed a tight smile for the boy's wide eyes. "I know myself too well. There's no way I could keep touching you like this without taking you." A dark flush spread over Duo's cheeks and he sighed, pushing the boy firmly away from him. "Tomorrow."
The man turned away from him so quickly that Duo almost couldn't break his paralysis. Then he stepped forward and caught Heero's sleeve, his confused gaze flying over the dark eyes that glanced back at him. "Tomorrow...?"
"Tomorrow," Heero nodded, his eyes glinting for a second before he turned again. "Go to sleep, Duo. We'll deal with this tomorrow."
Mouth open, Duo stared as the man left the den. Nearly a minute passed before he realized he had gotten exactly what he'd wanted. At least, he'd gotten what his mind and common sense wanted. His body was another matter. With a long sigh of his own, he jerked the wrap closer around him and trudged up the lone stairs. Tomorrow. It had to be the oddest, most callous, and undecipherable thing the man could have said to him. And he just knew he'd be up all night wondering exactly what Heero had in mind for 'tomorrow.'
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TBC
Category: Yaoi, AU, Gundam Wing, fusion with a book
Pairings: 1+2, assumed 3x4/3+4, 5+2, M+5, will be 1x2
Warnings: shonen ai
Author: Arigatomina
Email: arigatoumina@hotmail.com
Complete Archive: www.geocities.com/arigatomina
Bonds of Love
Part 15
The winding streets took forever to navigate, but they went in on horseback, Duo riding next to Wufei with Heero on the other side of him. The black-haired man had grown increasingly animated as they seemed to near their location and Duo wasn't sure what to make of it. The man was usually calm, though he did have a hidden tendency to tease. But those black eyes were bright as Wufei talked about the town. He called it the Queen of the Hansa and Duo was certain he should know what that meant. He didn't, though, and he reminded himself to ask Heero about it later. They stopped in front of a large house and Duo's eyes were caught as someone glanced out a window. Then the door opened and Wufei dismounted quickly, someone in a flurry of petticoats jumping into his arms.
The boy looked shocked and Heero smirked a bit at the way Wufei was hugging the girl. He obviously didn't realize how suggestive the greeting was. Dismounting, Heero turned to Duo, not answering that curious gaze.
"Wufei! You do take your precious time between visits, I thought you might have forgotten your family." Dark brown eyes narrowed and the girl pulled away, frowning up at Wufei.
"You know I would do nothing of the sort," Wufei said easily, his eyes glinting at how pretty she was. Every time he came home, he found that she'd grown even more. She was practically a woman. Then his mother cleared her throat and he let out a small laugh, stepping forward to give her a quick hug. The woman raised an eyebrow at him and he turned to where Heero and Duo were standing. "Come inside, both of you. Mother, this young man is Duo Maxwell, a close friend of mine." His words didn't imply anything, but the woman's raised eyebrow told him she hadn't misunderstood.
"Yes, inside," the older woman said, her eyes crinkling a bit as she shot her son a knowing look. "It's much too cold to have long reunions on the doorstep."
"My manners have not improved, then?" Wufei murmured, holding her gaze for a moment before turning toward Duo. He'd planned to escort the boy in, but soft silk brushed the back of his hand and he remembered his manners. Meiran was watching him and he flashed her a quick smile before offering her his arm.
Once inside, the first thing Duo noticed was how nicely furnished the house was. Obviously, Wufei's wealth had spread to his family, if it hadn't originated there. A young man was leaning against the wall and he flashed a quick smile at Duo before his gaze latched onto Wufei. Blinking, Duo followed it, again wondering who the girl was. He wasn't jealous, in fact, he felt a rush of hope that Wufei had a perspective bride waiting at home for him. It would make his guilt much less if it were true. The girl laughed at something Wufei had said, then she stepped to where Heero and Duo were.
"We usually aren't so rude," she said quickly, smiling at Duo. Heero snorted and she flashed him an irritated look before ducking her head with embarrassment. "You are not kind, Lord Yuy. I cannot fathom why Wufei spends so much time with you instead of us."
The girl shot a quick look at him from beneath her black bangs and Heero smirked, taking in Duo's frown. "Don't mind her, Duo, she plays."
"He has never been nice," the girl told Duo, nodding when the boy's lips twitched. "But I am used to it, now. I'm Meiran Hamilton and that," she waved at the man who was still leaning against the wall, "is my incredibly impolite brother, Justin."
"I'm not impolite," the young man said suddenly, his expression careless though he did flash another smile at Duo before looking at his sister. "I'm simply watching you act your age."
"You..."
"Don't start," Wufei said, stepping into the room after his mother. He'd explained his hopes to her, and the woman had accepted better than he'd thought. He knew she kept hopes that he might some day marry Meiran, but the girl was much too young for him, no matter how old she was. The girl turned to give him a happy look and he laid a hand on her shoulder, smiling at Duo. "My cousin is a bit overly enthusiastic at times."
"Then you're cousins?" Duo asked, trying to hide his disappointment. The girl had been frowning at Wufei, but her face cleared as she turned to look at him.
"Our mothers were distant cousins," Meiran said, corrected Wufei. "After our father died, Wufei's mother was wonderful enough to take us in."
"Something I might regret, seeing how you treat your guests."
Duo let out a surprised laugh when Wufei flinched and flushed. Turning, Wufei bowed his head. "Forgive me, Duo, this is my mother, Therese."
"I raise them to be polite," Therese said slowly, taking a subtle measure of the longhaired boy. Duo smiled at her and she sighed. "But my son is a continual disappointment, so wild."
"Mother, really. I am the best behaved man I know." Duo laughed at him and Wufei's eyes sparked at the sound. He loved his family, but he was even gladder he'd visited now. With so many people around, he wouldn't have to worry about other things. His eyes slid to Heero and he frowned a bit to see those dark blue eyes on Duo. There were matters he had to take care of while in Drammen, but he knew he could leave Duo with his family. Heero wasn't the type of man who would dishonor him in his own home, no matter what the temptation. The man glanced at him and they stared at each other for a long moment before Heero gave a small smile.
"His words are true, Madam," Heero said slowly, holding Wufei's gaze. "He is a perfect gentleman."
"Oh?" The two men were watching each other and Therese frowned, looking between them. She'd met Heero a few times, and he and Wufei seemed to have a strong friendship. Looking at them now, however, made her wonder and her eyes flicked to the young boy who was listening to something Meiran said. She prided herself on being quick to judge and her eyes turned back to Wufei, taking in his dark gaze. "Wufei, show your friends upstairs. The trip must have been long." He glanced at her, blinking in evident surprise, but she turned away. "Your stay will be for days, right? There is plenty of time to visit at dinner."
"Of course." Heero was smirking at him and Wufei smiled suddenly, clapping a hand on his friend's shoulder. There wasn't anything to say, their conversation had been silent but complete. It was a competition, a rivalry, but it didn't mean they had to be enemies. "She knows best."
"Your mother is a very perceptive woman," Heero said softly, watching Wufei. The man nodded and he followed him to Duo who'd been taken to Justin. The two young men were listening to Meiran relate a childhood story that Heero had heard more than once.
"But he didn't think it was my fault," Meiran was saying, her eyes wide. "And of course, it wasn't my fault. He was the one who sat down on it. It was so sad, he couldn't walk straight for days-"
Heero snorted when Wufei promptly clapped a hand over the girl's mouth, the man's cheeks dark red. "She loves that story, doesn't she."
"Wufei," Duo laughed, staring at the man in surprise. "Don't be like that, it's a great story."
"I'm sure no one wants to know about *that*, right Meiran?" The girl glared at him but she nodded slowly and Wufei stepped back.
"One quick question," Duo said, grinning at the embarrassed man. "How many needles were *in* the pincushion?" The girl opened her mouth to answer, but Wufei's hand covered it again and Duo laughed, shaking his head. "That's okay, I guess I can use my imagination."
"Well, if you're finished humiliating me," Wufei muttered, glaring at Meiran as he slowly let her go again, "I'll show you two to your rooms."
* * *
Despite his confidence in Heero's sense of honor, Wufei was glad to escort his friend to the wing opposite Duo's room. It was the same wing the man usually used, so there wasn't anything odd about putting him there. But he was still relieved to have distance between the two of them. The dark-haired man had a thoughtful expression as he stopped before the door and Wufei leaned against the wall, watching him carefully. "You have plans?"
"This trip comes conveniently," Heero nodded, his dark blue eyes sliding to Wufei. He was aware that his friend didn't like to discuss his ties with the Hansa, but they were the ones Heero suspected most. The murder he'd been accused of had to have been done by someone with a plot against the queen. The ones with the most power, within a reasonable distance, were the Hansa. "I have plans to seek out Zechs Merquise while I'm in Drammen." As he'd expected, the black-haired man's eyes narrowed abruptly.
"I wouldn't recommend that," Wufei frowned, his back moving from the wall. "He does not like to be sought out." They were friends, it was true, but he was not about to risk his life by speaking to the leader of the Hansa on Heero's behalf. The man in question was more powerful than any lord, and he had ways of making those who got in his way disappear. He'd done some smuggling in the past, so he did have connections within the group, but he was not at all close to the leader.
"I don't plan to seek him out," Heero said casually, glancing to the door. "I'll merely be asking a few questions and letting them know I'm here. I expect an invitation before the week is out."
"You're leaving, then?" The man gave a sharp nod and Wufei turned away, glaring at the floor. He knew what Heero planned, and he was certain the man's expectations would be fulfilled. Heero's name was one he'd heard before, whispered within the Hansa and he imagined Zechs would be interested in knowing the man was in Drammen. Wufei had been careful not to reveal his friendship with the man, keeping silent when the name was mentioned. But if Heero planned to go asking questions, then there would be no hiding it. The man could cause him trouble and it was disheartening to know that Heero didn't seem worried. His hands curled into fists and he stepped away, only slowing a bit when his friend called to him.
"I won't let anyone know where I'm staying," Heero said softly, his expression hard. "No one will know that we are acquainted, you have my word on that."
"Good," Wufei commented, glancing back to throw the man a frown, "just don't get yourself killed." His friend raised an eyebrow at him and his anger eased a bit, enough for him to smirk. "Not until you repay the advance I gave you."
* * *
Wufei's family was as strictly polite as the man himself, but Meiran's good nature undid any discomfort Duo might have felt. Both of his escorts left the large house before he rose, leaving him alone to face the strangers seated around the breakfast table. He'd been a little angry until Wufei's mother explained that Wufei usually came when he had work to do within the city. She didn't know where Heero had gone, but after a bit of thought, Duo decided the man wouldn't have left merely to avoid him. Whatever the two had to do, he'd spent the day visiting with Justin and Meiran and learning more about Wufei's younger days than he thought appropriate. It was one thing to hear a few humorous episodes, but the black-haired girl seemed determined to tell every single embarrassing incident she'd ever witnessed. Only Justin's smirking glances kept him wondering if she were *trying* to make Wufei look bad. After a few hours of non-stop stories, Duo was convinced she related them as much for her own pleasure as to entertain her guest.
Although the two led most of the conversation, Duo was forced to tell a little about himself. He'd kept it short, telling how he'd been stranded on the coast because of the winter seas and thereby met Wufei. The tale wasn't quite a lie, but Duo was glad when Justin prodded Meiran into changing the subject. The girl only needed a breath before she launched into more stories. It seemed she and Wufei had spent a lot of time together before the man became a true captain of his own ship, and Duo was glad to let her ramble. Just looking at her sparkling eyes made him feel better about himself. Even if Wufei didn't return the girl's interest, he *did* have someone as enamored with him as the man proclaimed to be enamored with Duo.
Dinner came and went without either man returning, and Duo bid his hosts goodnight with less frustration than he'd bid them good morning. But then, he wasn't actually planning to sleep. He returned to his room only long enough to grab a light wrap, then went back to the cozy den. And he found that he wasn't the only one not quite ready to sleep. Justin was reclining on the large sofa, and Duo hesitated in the doorway, forcing a quick smile when the young man glanced up at him.
"Couldn't sleep?" Justin drawled, his eyes glinting as he moved back on the couch and waved a hand at the other end. The long-haired boy shook his head and he smiled when Duo sat quietly. "So tell me, Duo, now that my sister is out of the room, which one are you waiting up for?"
Eyes widening, Duo was stricken for a second, his mind flying to think of what he might have said to give himself away. "Excuse me?"
"You just didn't seem too caught on Wufei last night," Justin explained, relaxing and lighting a cigarette. "Every time he's around Meiran hangs all over him, now *that* is obvious. But you...you didn't even look the slightest bit jealous when you saw her." Violet eyes were watching him and he shrugged, his lips curving a bit. "So I figure it's one of three things. You're not upset because Wufei *explained* about his obsessed cousin, you're confident that she's not competition, or you just don't care."
The dark-haired youth smiled at him and Duo frowned back, his shoulders tensing. "I really don't think it's your business," he said sharply, his brows narrowing when Justin laughed softly at him. "That's between Wufei and I."
"I thought you might say something like that." The boy was really scowling at him, knuckles whitened on the dark cloth wrapped over his shoulders. Waving a hand at him, Justin sighed. "I won't pry. It's just that Meiran has been waiting for him for so many years...I can't believe Wufei is still blind to it. We all expected him to propose to her eventually, but he never has. So when he showed up with you my first thought was that he'd finally found someone even more obsessed than my sister. I couldn't believe how...detached you were."
Duo blinked, his eyes falling as he shook his head. He wasn't going to tell anything to Justin that he didn't have the courage to say to Wufei first, but he had to admit the young man had a point. He *hadn't* shown much interest in his suitor. And if Justin knew Wufei's intentions, then the man's mother probably did to. He couldn't imagine what *she* thought of him. "Well, Meiran has known him longer than I have," he said slowly, his expression clear when he looked at Justin.
"That's certainly true," Justin nodded. "And that's the problem. She just doesn't understand that he sees her as a sister, more than a distant cousin. But enough about that, Wufei would kill me if he knew I was talking about this." The boy frowned at him and he smirked. "He'd think I was trying to scare you away, or nab you for myself." A slender eyebrow rose at that and his eyes glinted suddenly. Stretching his arms above his head, he caught Duo's gaze and shifted on the couch. He managed to let one arm fall behind the boy's shoulders without cracking into a grin. "I'm quite the rouge, you know."
Only a few seconds passed before Duo gave in to a quick laugh, leaning away from Justin's arm with a smirk. "Oh, really. I'd never have guessed."
"Justin."
The voice was low, with just a hint of warning, but it was enough to make the young man in question jump up with a big grin. "Wufei, so glad you made it back safely."
"I'm sure you are," Wufei said slowly, his eyes glinting with a touch of humor for his cousin's sheepish expression. "Keeping Duo company, I see?"
"He's been very courteous," Duo nodded solemnly, not missing the way Wufei's lips twitched. "He was just warning me about his reputation."
"Complete with an example," Wufei snorted, his eyes narrowing in a slight glare when Justin scratched the back of his head and looked away. His cousin really wasn't as young as he thought of him as, but there was no real reason to be wary of leaving Duo with him. The young man tried to act like a suave character, but he rarely succeeded. "Isn't it past your bedtime?"
"What?!" Justin snapped his mouth shut when a muffled snicker reached him from the couch and he glowered at Wufei's smirk. "You know, *cousin*, one of these days I'm going to be higher on the food chain than you are. Just you wait."
"Until then, you'd better get plenty of sleep." With a wave of his arm and a dark smile, Wufei watched the man leave the room. Sometimes, Justin was as young as Meiran, but not nearly so cute. Duo was still watching him, and he smiled at the boy, shaking his head. "He really is harmless, most of the time."
"He's nice," Duo admitted. He had been wanting to see Wufei and Heero when they got in, but he didn't feel up to having a private conversation with Wufei. It was true that he had something to tell the man, but he was no more eager to do it now than he'd been last night. The black-haired captain nodded to him before taking Justin's spot beside him, and Duo curled up in the other corner, making a show of snuggling into his wrap. "He kept me company while you two were gone."
"Then Heero isn't back yet?" The boy blinked at him, and Wufei leaned forward, elbows on his knees. "I see."
"I thought you two had gone together," Duo said, not quite prodding. "You were both gone when I woke up."
"I had business to attend to," Wufei said, his eyes shifting away. This was something he didn't want to share, but he knew Duo would have to be told eventually. If he actually planned to have a future with the boy, Duo would have to know about his darker relations. And even there were bound to be no more than friends, he had an idea Duo would need to know about the Hansa, especially if Heero met up with them. The man must have left after him, and if he hadn't returned yet, then he'd probably managed to succeed with his 'plans.' Duo was watching him, and Wufei sighed. "Have you heard of the Hansa?" he asked quietly. A sharp frown told him the answer. It was the one he'd expected. "They're an underground organization, based here in Drammen. I've had dealings with them in the past, most captains in this area have. No one gets a ship without going through their network."
"Is it...smuggling?" Duo's eyes glinted when the man looked surprised. "I don't know about the 'Hansa,' but I've heard plenty about smuggling. Pirates take things from ships that leave England. And others move things across borders despite the laws." A slow nod followed his words and Duo raised an eyebrow at Wufei's closed expression. "Are you a pirate, then?"
"Sometimes. But not as much lately." The boy didn't seem upset by his revelation, encouraging him to explain. "One of the reasons I was able to get a ship from the Hansa is because I agreed to join their group. I hold no standing within the Hansa, but I have done a few small tasks for them occasionally."
"And that's where you went today? To see them?"
For some reason, Duo's easy acceptance bothered him, and Wufei nodded slowly. "I went because of Heero." This got a reaction that bothered him even more. Frowning at the boy's concerned expression, he shook his head. "He wanted to contact someone while he's here. And from what I heard today, the news is out."
"Is it about the murder?" Wufei seemed so surprised at his question that Duo was absolutely certain he was right. "Does he think someone in the Hansa is responsible for the murder of the Queen's man?"
"Did he tell you?" Wufei asked, his dark eyes wide. He didn't know whether he should be surprised or angry, but he was definitely a tad relieved when Duo shook his head. If Heero had left before Duo woke, then the man hadn't told the boy anything that morning. Meaning any conversation they might have had would have taken place last night. It was reassuring to know there hadn't been any late-night encounters between the two. While he was sure Heero wouldn't try anything in his mother's home, Wufei didn't intend to give the man a chance to even think of trying something. He liked to be on the safe side. But Duo was waiting with curiosity and visible worry. "The Hansa is the most likely choice."
"So if he finds the ones who did it," Duo said quickly, "he can tell the Queen."
"He'd have to do more than *find* the guilty party," Wufei muttered, "but that's his plan. Unfortunately, they aren't likely to just tell him. And if they *do* tell him who did it, then you can bet it's because they want Heero to join them on another, *successful* attempt."
"He could just pretend to join them, couldn't he?"
"I'm sure that's what he'll do." It had been a long night, and Wufei stood slowly, frowning when Duo didn't shift at all. He didn't want to leave the boy alone on the couch to be found when Heero wandered in. But he simply had no excuse to get the boy to retire without revealing his suspicions. "Do you plan to wait up for him?" Wide eyes snapped up, and Wufei's own gaze darkened for a second before he shrugged. "I certainly can see why you would. It would be much better for you if Heero cleared his name before your return."
"Yes..." A cool chill was tickling his back, and Duo stared at Wufei, trying to determine what he saw in the man's dark eyes. There was something different about his demeanor. He hadn't spoken to him like he normally did. He'd actually sounded as if he were addressing a comrade, more than a marriage prospect. And it was the first time the man had ever come into a room and not kissed his hand. That should have been a wonderful thing, perhaps a signal that Wufei wouldn't be hurt when he turned down the man's proposal, but for some reason it made his stomach sink. Obviously, he'd grown accustomed to the treatment, and Duo had to bite his tongue to remind himself not to be so greedy. "I would like to hear how his progress is going," he admitted, meeting Wufei's gaze with a clear expression.
"You might hear more than that," Wufei commented, turning and crossing the room. He paused in the doorway, still unable to smile at the boy as he was used to doing. After hearing that Zechs was aware of Heero's presence in Drammen, he couldn't bring his mood any higher. "If you're awake when he gets in, ask him about your father." A gasp broke the air and he nodded when Duo stood suddenly. "I don't want you to get your hopes up," he warned, his eyes softening a bit when the boy nodded quickly, "but his name was mentioned. All I know is that the man Heero spoke to had news of your father. I'm sure Heero asked when he met him."
"Do you think so?" Duo asked, his eyes very bright. He had an incredible urge to hug the man, and he curled his hands to resist that need. Now was *not* the time to act so irrationally. He still hadn't told him. "It's been so long since he disappeared..."
"As I said," Wufei murmured, his expression falling into a sad smile, "don't get your hopes too high. All I heard was that the man had mentioned Maxwell, not that he knew his location." He knew his warning fell on deaf ears despite Duo's quick nod and he shook his head. "I must leave you for the evening," he said, his voice softening despite his heavy limbs. "I'll make certain to see you in the morning, this time."
"I'd like that. Not that your family isn't wonderful, of course." Duo smiled when Wufei let out a very quiet laugh, and he followed the man, pausing in the doorway. He was prepared to watch him climb the stairs, and he nearly dropped his wrap when the black-haired man turned suddenly. His hand was taken in a strong grip and he blinked in surprise as the combination of sadness and relief that shot through him when Wufei smiled at him.
"I apologize for not being more suave," Wufei said softly, brushing his lips over the boy's hand.
His gut wrenched at his complacency, and Duo shoved his muscles into action when the man released his hand. He had to tell him now. There was no excuse not to. "Wufei-"
"I'll see you in the morning." The boy stared at him, but Wufei didn't wait, turning and ascending the stairs.
* * *
Whether Heero had a key for the front door or not, the man managed to enter it without making a sound. In fact, he was so quiet that he almost slipped past the doorway without Duo spotting him. Only the slight shadow caught the corner of the boy's eye and he was on his feet in an instant. His sudden movement in turn gained Heero's attention, the man pausing with his foot lifted over the bottom step. Wide violet eyes sparkled in the dim light and Heero would have followed the boy even if Duo hadn't beckoned to him. The den was mostly dark, save for the fire at the far end, but it was more than bright enough for Heero to know Duo had waited up for a reason. The boy didn't give him a chance to sit or anything before clutching one of his hands and turning a look on him that made him burn.
"Heero, I thought you'd never come back," Duo said quickly. He'd waited for hours, fighting off sleep, and he squeezed the man's hand eagerly. "Wufei said you--" A long sigh made him break off his words, and he blinked in confusion when the dark-haired man scowled at him. "What?"
"Don't greet me like that if you're going to talk about him," Heero muttered, his rapid pulse dropping along with the corners of his mouth.
"What do you mean?" Duo frowned, letting go of the man's hand. "I've been waiting forever for you to get back. I was starting to think you weren't *coming* back."
The lovely boy simply didn't get it, and Heero admitted defeat with a long sigh. "What did Wufei say?"
With a quick blink, Duo gathered his excitement again. "He said you might know something about my father. He told me about the Hansa and how you were trying to find the ones responsible for the murder, and he said they guy you talked to mentioned my father's name, so I-"
"Calm down," Heero drawled, his lips curving upward again as he looked at the boy's sparkling violet eyes. Duo spoke so quickly, he wouldn't have caught it all if he hadn't been watching the animated face with some high degree of appreciation. "Yes, I'm looking for the ones who killed the queen's man, and yes, the man I talked to mentioned your father." The boy's mouth flew open and Heero placed his hand over it, fingertips brushing soft lips. "But...I don't know if the man he saw was your father or not. He saw someone a few weeks ago who *looked* like your father, but his description may not be accurate. He was drunk at the time."
Duo's face fell and he huffed against Heero's hand. "Oh."
"Right," Heero nodded, his eyes glinting when the boy didn't pull away. That was enough encouragement for him to turn his hand, fingers brushing at the long chestnut bangs that fell over Duo's forehead. "I didn't go there looking for him," he admitted, holding those violet eyes, "but you know, Duo, I'll do what I can to help you find your father. It's the least I can do."
The thought of actually finding his father was foremost in his mind, but Duo found that excitement slipping slowly away, replaced by an awareness that tingled along his spine. Heero's palm rubbed his cheek and he sighed, unconsciously turning his face into the caress. Dark blue eyes glimmered at him until he dropped his gaze, another sigh passing his lips. "I never thought I'd find him. Certainly not here. To think...I would come so far, so far from home to find the ones I love..." The hand stroking his cheek moved into his hair and Duo's eyes snapped open suddenly, heat rushing over his face as he realized what he'd said. His tongue made it between his teeth and he bit down, closing his eyes again in complete embarrassment.
"Duo..." Glaring violet eyes flicked up to him and Heero stared into them, his lips curving into a sly smile. "Duo, would you like to repeat that?" The boy's down-turned lips combined with those red cheeks made his smile widen and he took a long step closer. "Duo."
"What?" Duo snapped, his shoulders shaking for a second before he clenched his fists. "What did I say? I love my father, I always have. Stop looking at me like that." Dark blue eyes bore into him and he clenched his teeth, his face blazing even hotter when he saw the man's smile. "Damn it, Heero..."
"Loved ones," Heero murmured, easing closer still. "Ones." The boy's face was more adorable than lovely with that embarrassed and angry shade of red, but he liked it nonetheless. "You said loved ones, and you sure as hell weren't talking about Wufei." Duo glared at him for another second then tried to pull away. Tightening his hold on that thick hair, Heero slipped his other arm around the boy's waist, slowly pulling him forward. "Duo."
"Leave me alone," Duo groaned, closing his eyes tight. "I never said I loved you!"
That harsh whisper made a low chuckle break past his smile, and Heero tilted his head, brushing his face against the boy's thick hair. "Yes you did..." He could feel Duo's palms against his chest, but they weren't pushing, not at all. Closing his eyes, he inhaled the sweet scent of that thick hair. The boy's head tilted back, almost asking for him to shift his mouth, and he did, lips trailing over Duo's soft cheek. His lashes parted enough for him to see that angry red had faded to passion-tinted pink and he smiled, brushing Duo's lips. "Yes you did."
The man was killing his pride, absolutely massacring it, but Duo couldn't help himself. Sighing against Heero's mouth, he leaned into the man's embrace. "Fine," he groaned, pushing his chin up when those lips receded, "I did. But I didn't mean to."
The petulant tone made him want to laugh, and Heero diverted that rise by kissing the boy, his arms pulling Duo flush against him. Those palms shifted up to his shoulders, fingers threading into and clutching his hair. The delicious boy returned his passion until he fell into the kiss, tasting with fervor. His free hand moved by itself to tug Duo's shirt free, fingers aching to press smooth skin. And they did, running up and down the boy's back, massaging the skin until their bodies were crushed together. They were separated by layers of cloth, a thick wrap as well, but he could feel Duo's rapid heartbeats as he trailed his lips down the boy's cheek. His own pulse racing at the soft breaths that brushed his ear. His tongue lapped hungrily at Duo's neck, and he nuzzled the edge of that offending cloth.
Whatever pride Heero had destroyed, he made up for it with the burning life his touch aroused. Duo's lips moved unerringly to the man's ear, touching it before dipping lower. His skin seemed to pulse where Heero's hand rubbed it and he found himself tugging urgently at the man's shirt. Fingers curling around cool material, he opened his eyes slowly, gazing at the dark hair that fell over Heero's tan skin. He was doing it again. A moist kiss pressed his neck and his eyes closed, his sigh ruffling thick hair before he ducked his face against Heero's shoulder. "It's..." His lips rubbed Heero's cool coat and he opened his eyes to stare at it, forcing his mouth to obey even if his body wouldn't. "Heero..."
The boy was *not* going to stop him, he wouldn't stop, Duo didn't even want him to stop and he wasn't going to. Even as the angry clamoring tried to drown out that soft voice, Heero's eyes were opening to view shadowy skin. This was no the time or the place. He knew that. But he could forget it if he tried, just one glimpse of the silken skin he'd kissed told him he could ignore everything but Duo. Unfortunately, Duo was the one speaking.
"It's wrong," Duo whispered, his eyes closing painfully as he tried to loosen his fingers. They were clenched around Heero's shirt as if they'd never let go and he groaned, forcing his hands to flatten and push against the man. "Heero, we can't do this here. Even if I love you...it's wrong...not here, not like this." A long sigh met his ears and he turned guilty eyes to Heero. He knew he deserved any reproach the man might give him. Once again, he was to blame just as much as Heero, if not more. "I'm sorry, Heero-" Dark blue eyes flashed at him and he blinked, not pulling away when the man kissed him again. This touch lasted mere seconds and he almost dove forward without thinking. It took most of his self-control to hold still. "I could never shame Wufei by doing this-not in his *mother's* house, not when we're not married. I'm sorry, but I-"
"I know," Heero muttered, his smirk belying the angry ache that was responsible for his bitter tone. "I know. All evidence to the contrary, I would not shame him either. Besides..." His hands tried to hesitated when he removed them from Duo's hair and clothing, and he managed a tight smile for the boy's wide eyes. "I know myself too well. There's no way I could keep touching you like this without taking you." A dark flush spread over Duo's cheeks and he sighed, pushing the boy firmly away from him. "Tomorrow."
The man turned away from him so quickly that Duo almost couldn't break his paralysis. Then he stepped forward and caught Heero's sleeve, his confused gaze flying over the dark eyes that glanced back at him. "Tomorrow...?"
"Tomorrow," Heero nodded, his eyes glinting for a second before he turned again. "Go to sleep, Duo. We'll deal with this tomorrow."
Mouth open, Duo stared as the man left the den. Nearly a minute passed before he realized he had gotten exactly what he'd wanted. At least, he'd gotten what his mind and common sense wanted. His body was another matter. With a long sigh of his own, he jerked the wrap closer around him and trudged up the lone stairs. Tomorrow. It had to be the oddest, most callous, and undecipherable thing the man could have said to him. And he just knew he'd be up all night wondering exactly what Heero had in mind for 'tomorrow.'
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