Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Helping Hands ❯ Part 11 ( Chapter 11 )

Okay, you know the drill. I don't own them, I shift point of view a lot, Katherine, the ghost, is a hentai. Oh, and there are some sexual references in this one, but nothing bit. The actual sex is in the next part. Read and review, please!

 

Helping Hands part 11

Duo was hot, and covered in a film of dust that left muddy streaks on his skin, due to the sweat dripping off of him. He was also turning the air blue with his curses and had been for almost an hour. Searching a hot, stuffy attic full of spiders and dust was not what he considered fun. It didn't help that he was confused as to what to do about his partner, who he just happened to be in love with, and had just found out that said partner wanted him and might even return his feelings.

Still swearing, he opened various boxes and crates, rifling through the contents, and moving on when he had determined that the object of his search wasn't there. He stopped abruptly when he caught sight of a painting leaning with its back against the wall. He slowly walked over, picked it up, and blew on it to remove some of the dust coating it.

He peered at it, trying to figure out what had attracted his attention to the couple smiling at him from within the painting. It wasn't a very large painting, only approximately two feet by three feet, but it had an ornate frame that made it fairly heavy. He had never seen the man before, but the woman looked familiar. The thought had barely registered when he heard a soft voice, heavy with sorrow.

"I miss him so much."

"Katherine?"

"Who else?" she asked, appearing beside him.

"This is you and your husband, isn't it."

"Yes." She stretched out a hand to the painted, smiling face of her husband, but withdrew it before the hand touched the canvas. "Duo," she said, raising her eyes to meet his, "Be patient. Give Heero some time. He's confused, feeling things that he never felt before and it frightens him."

Duo shook his head. "I'm not sure I can give him time. Two of our friends are arriving tomorrow. Since we got here, something about this place, about you, has caused him to open up a little, to let me see glimpses of the real person hidden behind his usual coldness. I'm afraid that with Quatre and Trowa here, he'll go back to being cold and impassive and I'll never find out whether or not he really cares for me. Now that I know that he wants me physically, I could do something about that, at least, but sex alone is not going to satisfy me for very long, if at all."

"I know how you feel, Duo. My husband was much like Heero when we first met. When I fell in love with him, I decided that I would have all of him or nothing. If I had been content with just sex, then I might never have gotten him to admit how he really felt about me, and we wouldn't have been anywhere near as happy as we were together. Hmmm....when are your friends arriving?"

"According to the message Heero was typing this morning, they'll be here late tomorrow afternoon. Why?"

"Why don't you give him until tomorrow morning before you do anything? That will give him some time to think things over, and you'll still have most of the day to get him to talk." Her melancholy mood gone, she grinned at him. "Of course, you do know that pleasure can be a form of torture, right?" Duo burst out laughing and the ghost vanished, deciding it was time to go check up on Heero. Duo put the painting back where he had found it and resumed going through boxes, smiling this time, instead of swearing.

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Katherine went to the master bedroom and, finding it empty, she then checked Heero's room. He was there, sitting on the bed, back against the headboard, legs stretched out before him, reading a book. A very old, but well-preserved book. Katherine smirked and moved to where she could see what he was reading, keeping her presence unknown.

Heero had found a journal. Not the one he was looking for, he knew that now, but still, a journal. There was nothing in it to identify the person who had written in it, but the date of the first entry was a couple of years before Katherine's death, so he started reading it. The owner of the journal had only written about the high or low points of her life, so the journal would skip several days at a time, and it wasn't until the writer named the blind date that she was devising various means of torture for, that Heero realized whose journal he was reading. It was Katherine's and the blind date had been Benjamin.

Heero continued reading, snickering occasionally, as Katherine's journal told the story of her romance with Benjamin. Katherine was blunt, outspoken, and could be a little crude if she thought the occasion warranted it. Her ghost was much the same and Heero began to worry a little as he found out the lengths to which Katherine would go to make something happen. Once she found out that Benjamin might love her, she had wanted him to confess his feelings for her and his ring on her finger and the man hadn't stood a chance.

Heero was quite able to see the similarities between himself and Benjamin and between Duo and Katherine, and he wondered what Katherine would do to get him together with Duo. She had made it obvious that she knew that Heero was in love with Duo and that she thought he should do something about it. Heero believed in acting on his emotions, but he was afraid of being rejected and losing Duo's friendship, and it was the fear that he had chosen to act on. As he read Katherine's journal, he began to think that maybe he had made the wrong decision.

When he got to the entry dated the day after their wedding, he almost dropped the book. Katherine had described the events of her wedding night in exacting detail. She had not slept with Benjamin before then, and nothing else Heero had read in the journal had prepared him for such graphic descriptions. She had recorded thoughts, emotions, and sensations, as well as clinical descriptions of everything they had done that night.

Heero, a little embarrassed about reading such intimate details, flipped forward a few pages, only to find another description of a sexual encounter between Katherine and Benjamin. He saw something about handcuffs, a blindfold, and a riding crop and hastily turned a few more pages. He found an entry about chocolate syrup, whipped cream, and cherries, and, knowing how much Duo liked chocolate sundaes, he couldn't resist reading it.

By the time he finished reading that particular entry, he was extremely aroused, as he kept imagining himself and Duo doing the things that Katherine had described. He lay down on the bed, set the journal aside, and was moving a hand toward his erection when Katherine spoke. "Sure you don't want to get Duo for that?"

Heero was so startled that he fell off of the bed. "KATHERINE! Where are you?!" He rose to his feet, looking quite ready to kill someone, preferably, the ghost.

"Now, Heero, I know that you've been reading all about me in bed, but I thought that Duo was the one you wanted." She laughed, refusing to materialize as he attempted to track her by the sound of her voice.

"Omae o korosu!"

"Oi, Heero, you can't kill her, she's already dead," Duo's amused voice came from the door as he opened it. "What did she do, anyway?"

"Oh, I just startled him when he was..."

"Katherine!" Heero protested.

"…reading my journal," she continued without pausing. "Why, Heero, that is what you were doing when I came into the room. What did you think I was going to say?" She finally appeared near Duo, her expression as teasing as her voice had been.

"I...you..." Heero took a deep breath and sighed. He looked at Duo and blinked in surprise as he realized the condition the braided boy was in. "What happened to you?"

Duo's shorts and t-shirt were grey with dust and cobwebs. His face and arms were covered with brown streaks and his hair was half out of its braid, a tangled mess so full of dirt and cobwebs that it's color was undeterminable. "I was looking around in the attic, remember? It's getting late and you've evidently been reading that journal all afternoon. I'm going to go take a shower before fixing dinner. I'll call you when it's ready." Duo walked back out of the room, shutting the door behind him.

Heero looked at Katherine. "I don't know whether to thank you or strangle you."

"Oh, go back to reading. Consider it an instruction manual." She grinned at him and disappeared again.

Heero decided to follow her suggestion and resumed reading, shifting uncomfortably every once in a while and trying not to think of Duo as he read the entries regarding her sex life. He read until Duo called him to eat, finished his food quickly, did the dishes and went back up to his room to read some more. Duo had decided to take the ghost's advice and did not mention Heero's reaction to him that morning, much to Heero's relief. After dinner, Duo went up to his own room to read a book that he had found in the library. Both boys went to bed early, and fell asleep fairly quickly. As soon as they were sleeping deeply, Katherine made her move.

tbc.