Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Captured in Charcoal ❯ Chapter 5

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Title: Captured in Charcoal (Part 5)
Author: KK (kokokitty@btopenworld.com)
Category: AU fluffage
Parings: 1+2+1
Rating: Umm… not much at the moment, but eventual NC-17
Warnings: Shonen-ai implications
Feedback: Go on, I dare ya…
Notes: *rubs head* Aaa.. I keep getting really unsure about this fic. I started it while on an
inspiration kick - when I seem to do the best stuff. That was back before December… it's a bit
unnerving writing it now. Please feedback! I need help on this! ^_^; I don't know how I'm doing!


Captured in Charcoal (Part 5)
A GW fanfic by Koko Kitty



"You'll have to repay me some other way then."

A playful wink, and he was gone.
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As fate would have it, Duo was the model for the second half of the class; a young model to
contradict what they drew in the first half. Heero's mind was bustling. What did Duo mean by that
comment?? DID he mean anything by it? He could barely concentrate on his work as he tried to
think what the young model meant. Dare he hope?

"Heero… you're working slowly…"

/Shit/

"Ah…"

He glanced up to see his tutor smiling encouragingly at him. Heh… Right. He'd better press on…
With an air of determination to get through this second sitting, he looked up, ready to draw the eyes
in greater detail. He looked up to the model to find glittering, rich depths focused on him. He
looked back for a moment, eyes challenging until he felt stupid and looked away. He glanced up
again. Duo was now looking slightly to the left of him and Heero quickly made a move to get
working. He shook his head at himself. He was being so stupid about this.

Flickering his gaze up, he looked closely at Duo, studying him. His eyes moved down to his page
to mark down his observations. He continued like this, doing the observation drawing in high
detail, trying to be precise as possible in his findings. Duo's face was neutral and relaxed, the
warm and friendly depths of his eyes occasionally flickering around at things he found of interest. It
wasn't until Heero was halfway drawing the second eye that he noticed that Duo's attention was
focused on him again.

He glanced up, holding the model's gaze until the violent eyes glanced away briefly, flickering back
at him then lowering. Heero blinked for a while, work forgotten. He quirked his head slightly. Duo
confused him immensely he decided. One moment suggestive, and the next almost coy, Heero
sighed, looking at the model. He was so stunning… The pencil he held rest against the smooth
surface of the paper, held stationary as he admired the beautiful person in front of him.

He slowly returned to his work again, rubbing away some visible guidelines he had put down
earlier. Having tidied that up, the art student lightly etched in the elegant arch of Duo's eyebrows,
proceeding to give them more definition when he was satisfied with the shape.
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He ero looked at his watch. Twenty minutes left. His ass had gone numb. He shifted slightly,
eyeing his work as he did so. He subtly stretched his arms in front of him and arched his back
upwards, muscles cording and pulling as he tried to stretch the cramp away. Clenching his fists
tightly, he proceeded to stretch his fingers out. Geez… who knew that sitting still was so tiring?

He glanced at his page. Somewhere in the last forty minutes he had relaxed more into the class,
enabling him to get a fair amount of work done. Almost everyone was done now. Just a bit more
work on the mouth, the ear and the little bit of clothing he had put at the very bottom. Duo's
presence in the room didn't make him as edgy now. He thought for a moment. This was the…
third sitting that Duo had modelled for. Maybe it was the brief talk at break, or the friendly, almost
encouraging glances that the model had thrown to him, but his heart was only lurching occasionally
now. Some sort of comfortable agreement between both of them was established. He didn't have
to wipe his clammy hands against his trousers as frequently, and he could think in coherent
sentences whereas before, he could barely think. He paused again when Duo looked over at him
again. His arm paused; Heero unable to concentrate on drawing when caught in that mesmerising
bluey violet gaze. He watched as a small, acknowledging smile brightened Duo's face and sat,
mind blank for a moment before hesitantly returning it.

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Heero admired, while Duo talked.

He watched the happy expression and bathed in the laughter as they emanated easily from the
model. He glanced downwards to check where he was putting his finished piece, carefully sliding it
into the correct place in his portfolio.
He slyly watched from the corner of his eye as he packed, trying to prolong having to leave. Duo
was heartily chatting and joking with the people from his school that attended the class. He pouted
internally to himself; wishing that he was in the popular crowd of people so that he could be among
the group, interacting with Duo. Feeling somewhat inadequate, he sped his actions up, zipping up
the large, dark portfolio and throwing his jacket on before breezing past them and leaving the room.

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Was it wrong to dream, if dreaming was better than living?

Heero laid atop the sheets, the cotton of his shorts and T-shirt whispering against his skin when a
breeze would interrupt the silent of the night and come trough his open window. He arms were
folded behind his head, supporting him in a relaxed position as he thought to himself.
His skin was still hot from his shower, and his thoughts swirled about chaotically, more often than
not settling on a certain chestnut-haired person. His thoughts had started when he saw the letter
from college on his desk, forcing him to consider his college/university application again. He only
had a couple of months left. They had shifted from college, to wondering what Duo was going to
be doing come September. He sighed. He didn't know what he wanted to do with his life, what to
become.
He rolled over, burying his face into the soft, cool pillow. He grunted irritatedly into it before turning
his face to a side. Sighing, he let his thoughts ease from him as he slid under the covers.
However, one thought that wouldn't be budged remained. Duo. Heero opened his eyes, blinking
into the darkness of his room. He felt inexplicably alone all of a sudden, the quiet of his room
which was usually a comfort, feeling hollow and empty. He shut his eyes against it, pushing his
face into the pillow again and pulling the covers in closer to close off the feeling of too much space
for one person. The image of Duo, laughing among friends danced in his mind as he moved to
hold the corner of his pillow. He realised with a sinking heart that he wasn't included in the group
of people that was taunting his imagination before falling into a dreamless sleep.
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TBC< br>
~KK
04/04/2002

My apologies to those people that don't like the lengths of these parts. I'm finding this size a
comfortable size to work with, and a nice way to separate events and time span. Sorry for any
inconvenience… ?