Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Lover Boy ❯ Lover Boy ( Chapter 1 )

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Author notes: Mwahahaha...This is the result of having Queen's "Good Old Fashioned Lover Boy" on repeat for an hour while reading fanfiction. Fear the Songfic!

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::I am a fruit Popsicle, hear me thaw:: is thoughts unless otherwise stated.

Runs away

Lover Boy

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"Dammit!"

Duo plopped down on his narrow bed and lay back to stare at the ceiling, following the cracks with his gaze. They had moved into this safe house not too long ago with orders to stay hidden. Two days had passed and not further orders had been given to them and frankly, Duo was bored as hell! Today, he had already annoyed Trowa, not that the uni-bang really showed that his Annoy Tactics were working-other than the slight twitch his left eye seemed to have acquired when Duo had tossed the skimpy leather Dom and Sub outfits on top of his newspaper, saying that he thought that him and Quatre would make good use of them....Actually, it looked as though Trowa was more embarrassed and perhaps slightly intrigued than anything else...

::Hmm...::

Quatre was a lot more easy to tease, considering that it didn't take over $200 to do so.

Oh well, that could be their early Christmas present. All he had to do was tell Quatre what he had done and given Trowa. Quatre looked cute with his little apron and spatula, standing in the middle of the kitchen bright red and flustered.

Annoying Wufei, however, called upon special forces in the shape and form of a 2 liter of Mountain Dew and a dozen Pixie Sticks. It only took 23 "Wuzzuuuup" in rapid succession while bouncing almost 4 and a half times around the Chinese pilot before he cracked. Good thing he was a bit faster than Wufei, though he still hadn't figured out where he kept the katana, even though he had been watching closely when he pulled it out.

::On second thought, maybe I don't want to know...::

So if he had such good results from tormenting his fellow pilots, then why was he so cranky?

Easily one word, a name: Heero.

Flash back

Duo poked his head into the small room that served as a entertainment room, or in Heero's case-a place to sit down and work on his laptop. The only reason why it was called the entertainment room was because the T.V was in there. Heero was sitting in an ugly, but surprisingly comfortable brown arm chair, typing away on the ever-present laptop. Duo snuck up behind him without a sound, making sure that Heero couldn't see him reflected on the computer screen, nor the screen of the T.V. He flung his arms over the back of the chair to wrap them around Heero's torso as he leaned over the back of the chair. To his disappointment, Heero didn't jump or give any sign that Duo had surprised him, but to Duo's glee, he didn't flinch away or stiffen at his touch.

"Whatcha up to, Heero?" Duo asked, peering around said boy's messy hair to see what he was typing on the computer. Heero abruptly closed the screen before Duo could read what was on there. "Nothing. What do you want, Duo?" Heero asked, still not moving from the braided boy's embrace other than turning slightly so he could put the laptop on the end table, which surprised Duo. "I'm bored! I've already embarrassed Quatre and Trowa for today, and pissed off Waffles..." From down the hall they could hear, "It's WUFEI!" Duo grinned and looked over his shoulder toward the door, "OKAY WUFFIES!" Duo shouted back. Wufei suddenly appeared in the doorway, glaring. Without another word, though Duo did pull down the bottom of his eye and stick his tongue out at him, Wufei started chasing him around the small perimeter of the room. After two laps around the room, Duo dived for Heero's lap (pun intended.) He threw his arms around Heero and tried his best to hide behind Heero without shoving him to the floor to put the Perfect Soldier between him and the Annoyed Dragon. "Base!"

Wufei raised an eyebrow at that and looked at Heero. At Heero's impassive stare, he rolled his eyes and walked out of the room.

Heero and Duo suddenly found themselves alone with Duo in Heero's lap and quite close. Cobalt met Violet and locked.

"Get off, Baka." Those words brought Duo out of his temporary stupor and a blush quickly spread across his face. "Eh...heh...Sorry Hee-chan!" Duo quickly slid off. Heero glared at him briefly for the nickname, then picked up his laptop and resumed what he was doing.

Glancing at Heero once more, Duo left the room and headed immediately for the one he and Heero shared as a bedroom, though not in the way that he would have liked.

::That was weird...::

End Flashback

"Dammit!" Duo said once more out-loud, rolling over-at the same time kicking off his boots to lay fully on the bed.

(Duo's thoughts)

When did it start? When did I start having these feelings? I...I can't remember, and that's what scares me. Well, other than what Heero would do if he knew, but that's different. Sorta. Okay, next question. When did I realize what these feelings are? Was it just sub-conscious and I didn't realize it until told by another? Speaking of that, how did Hilde know? Was it that obvious that I couldn't see it until she asked me about it? Quatre wasn't even surprised when I confessed to him. Now that I've realized it, for some time now, what the hell am I going to do about it? I don't really want to tell him, afraid of what he might do, but what can I do? I certainly can't go on like this...Damn...

Maybe...Just maybe he feels something...He didn't flinch away like he used to do, so that's gotta be something. Either he doesn't mind, or he's used to it.

I'll tell him.

I have to.

The question is, when?

...I'll sleep on it for now.

..........

Please no wet dreams this time! It was embarrassing enough running to the bathroom wrapped in the blanket so he wouldn't see. He gave me a strange look for that. I really hope he didn't see the reason why I said his name in my sleep.

Geeze, if I think about it any more, I'll have to take a cold shower...

...Sleep is good.

(End of Duo's thoughts)

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Heero walked into Duo and his room, and was greeted with the sight of Duo sprawled out, fully clothed and asleep. He shut the door noiselessly behind him. Walking past the bed holding the unconscious boy, Heero gently set his laptop on the small desk next to his bed. Heero then slipped off his shoes, storing them neatly under his bed. His gaze wandered over to the limp form of Duo and after a brief hesitation, walked over to stand silently by the head of the bed. After making sure that he really was asleep, Heero kneeled down and raised an arm to gently brush Duo's bangs out of his face, tensing slightly as he sighed in his sleep. After a moment of staring at the relaxed face, Heero got up and went back over to his bed. After quickly shedding his tank top, he crawled under the covers and lay on his side, staring at Duo.

(Heero's thoughts)

He's so peaceful like that. Not like when he's awake.

I hope this war ends soon so I can finally follow my emotions. I just hope those emotions don't lead me to a dead end.

(End Heero's thoughts)

Heero closed his eyes and fell asleep soon after.

Next day

Duo slowly opened his eyes and quickly shut them after looking straight into a sunbeam that had decided to wake him this morning. A rustling sound from the other bed caught his attention and he turned his head away from the sunbeam and open his eyes to look over at Heero's bed. Heero was tossing and turning, which was somewhat unusual for the normally light sleeper that Heero was. He watched intently as Heero finally settled down somewhat, wondering what the Perfect Soldier was dreaming about. It didn't seem like one of his nightmares.

Duo's eyes traveled downward, stopped, and grew three times their normal size. There was a tent in Heero's blankets, it wasn't a knee, and it was growing. Duo suddenly felt unbearably hot and leaped out of bed and hastily left the room, shutting the door behind him and heading straight for the bathroom, and ultimately, the shower. There, he could work off some of his current frustration.

Heero woke abruptly the second the door shut. He lay in bed for a moment before he realized what changes had occurred while he slept. A quick glance to Duo's bed confirmed that the braided boy was already up. Slightly mortified that Duo had most likely seen the tent that his arousal had made from the blankets, he sat up. No doubt he would get teased for it later. He got dressed and once he was...calmed down, he made his way downstairs for breakfast, knowing that he'd have to shower later since Duo was in there already, judging by the singing.

He paused by the bathroom door for a moment to listen to Duo's singing. It was one of the songs he played often. He wouldn't really admit it to others, but Duo had a nice voice and could actually sing quite well.

A faint noise behind him alerted him to the fact that Trowa was standing behind him with an amused glint in his visible eye. Heero gave him a look that plainly said, to Trowa at least, Don't start. Trowa returned the look with one of his own, You can listen to him sing later, now move.

Heero continued down the hallway. Trowa turned to the door before he followed as well, "By the way Duo, thanks for the gift." There was the noise of Duo dropping the bottle of shampoo and the singing ended with a noise that sounded like Duo was choking on his laughter. Trowa continued down the hallway, seeming oblivious to Heero's inquiring stare and Duo's laughing, "YOU'RE WELCOME!"

Later found all five pilots sitting at the small breakfast nook. Wufei was quietly eating his oatmeal, keeping an eye on Duo for any sign that he was going to start another food fight. Trowa was reading the newspaper and absently munching on some toast. Quatre was making small talk with no one in particular. Heero was eating his eggs while staring at the grains in the tabletop. And Duo was eating his third helping of hashbrowns. A low beeping brought their attention to Heero's laptop which was sitting next to him on the table. Heero put down his fork and quickly opened up the laptop. After a few moments Duo asked, "What is it?" but because of the food in his mouth, it came out sounding more like "Whuz izzit?"

"Mission for Trowa, Quatre and Wufei. Info has been transmitted to your Gundams. You're to leave in a half hour." Heero said, having no problem understanding what Duo had said, they were all used to it. "Right." Quatre nodded, as did Trowa and Wufei. They quickly ate the rest of their breakfasts and went off to pack what little they needed before they left, leaving Heero and Duo sitting alone at the table. Both of which was having the same thought.

::I'm going to be alone with him...Shit.::

Before Quatre left, Duo dragged him into the empty entertainment room. "Duo, what..." Quatre began but Duo cut him off. "I'm going to tell him." Those words caught the blond's attention immediately. "Are you sure? Shouldn't there be someone else here in case he doesn't take it well?" He asked worriedly. Duo waved it off, "I'll be fine." He looked over to where Trowa was standing in the doorway, waiting for Quatre. "You better get going," Duo said, turning him and pushing him gently toward Trowa. "And guys?" Duo called as they turned to leave the room. Looking over their shoulders they saw Duo standing there with a slight smile, "Thanks." Quatre smiled back and Trowa nodded, "Good luck."

Duo wandered into their room, slightly relieved to find it empty. He grabbed a book off the small shelf by his bed and plopped down on his bed to finish reading the book Quatre had lent him.

Three hours later

Duo closed the book with a sigh, glancing at the clock he was slightly surprised to see how long he had been reading. Now that his mind was out of the book, he was suddenly reminded of what he had planned to do today.

Suddenly nervous, he went over to his stereo and played the CD that was in it on Random. He shook his head at the first song that came up and gave a weak chuckle, but started singing along with it anyways. It was one of his favorites.

"I can dim the lights and sing you songs full of sad things

We can do the Tango just for two

I can serenade and gently play on your heart strings

Be your Valentino just for you~"

Duo lightly swayed over to the dresser and picked up his brush, not aware that the door had drifted open long ago.

"Ooh love, ooh lover boy

What're doin' tonight

Ooh, hey boy~

Set my alarm, turn on my charm

That's because I'm a Good Old-fashioned Lover Boy~"

Heero, curious why he hadn't seen nor heard Duo for some time, wandered toward their room, following the faint music. He stopped just inside the doorway at what he saw.

"Ooh, let me feel your heart beat, grow faster, faster

Ooh, can you feel my love heat~

Come and sit on my hot seat of love

And tell me how you feel right after all~

I'd like for you and I to go romancing

Just say the word and your wish is my command~"

Duo unbraided his hair and started running the brush through it, closing his eyes, still singing and swaying to the music. Completely oblivious to his audience.

"Ooh, love, ooh lover boy

What're doin' tonight, ooh hey boy

Write my letter

Feel much better

I'll use my fancy patter on the telephone~"

Heero watched as Duo danced around the room with his eyes closed, not bumping into a single thing as he swayed around, brushing his thigh-long hair while still keeping with the beat. Heero desperately wanted to run his hands through that hair, but kept where he was.

"When I'm not with you

I think of you always

I miss you~I miss those long hot summer nights

When I'm not with you

Think of me always

I love you, love you~"

Duo started getting more into the music. It seemed to Heero that he was singing to him, but Duo had yet to show sign that he knew Heero was watching. He still hoped though...and watched.

Hey boy where do you get it from

Hey boy where did you go

I learned my passion in the Good Old-fashioned School of Lover Boys~"

"Dining at the Ritz, we'll meet at nine~

Precisely~

I will pay the bill you taste the wine

Driving back in style in my Saloon will do quite nicely

Take me back to yours that will be fine~

Come on and get it~"

Duo was now using the brush as a microphone. His hair fanning out around him like a silk cloak as he spun around, unknowingly facing Heero.

"Ooh love, ooh lover boy

What're doin' tonight

Hey boy~

Everything's all right

Just hold on tight

That's because I'm a Good Old-fashioned Lover Boy~"

Duo stopped dancing around and opened his eyes slowly as he lowered the brush away from his mouth. The brush continued it's decent without Duo's hand as he caught sight of who was watching him from the doorway, and appeared to have been watching him for a while. Duo felt a little uneasy when he saw the strange look Heero had in his eyes.

"Oh, um Heero. I, uh...have something to tell you." Heero raised an eyebrow as Duo grew flustered and fidgety. He stopped leaning against the door frame and walked into the room a few feet to stand right in front of Duo. "Nan desuka?" Heero asked, his voice only slightly huskier than his normal monotone. Duo opened his mouth a few times as though to say something important to him, but closed his mouth the same number of times.

"Ahh, to hell with it! Please don't kill me for this Heero." Duo suddenly exclaimed. He leaned forward and planted a kiss firmly on Heero's mouth. Heero stared at Duo, wide-eyed. Duo turned scarlet and started stammering apologies, looking away from Heero and trying to edge around him so he could make a break for the door. He was stopped my a hand on his cheek. A gentle hand which turned his head to look back at Heero. There was no emotion on Heero's face.

Duo's heart joined the brush on the floor.

"You talk to much, Koi." Heero murmured before pulling Duo into a kiss.

Very Early Morning

"I'll join you in a moment Trowa, I just want to see if Duo's alright." Quatre said in hushed tones. They had gotten back from the mission moments ago and Quatre was anxious to see what Duo's results were. Wufei had already trudged off to bed, muttering things in Chinese. Trowa stood behind Quatre, patiently waiting for his Love to get his answer so they could head to bed as well. Quatre opened the door wide enough for both of them to stick their heads into the room.

Heero and Duo were curled up in Duo's bed, Heero spooned behind the braided boy-though at the time his hair wasn't braided. Both were snoozing happily. It was obvious what they had been doing not too long ago. Heero opened his eyes and looked over at the intruders, nodded once to them, then fell back asleep, pulling Duo closer with the arm that was flung over his waist. Duo made a sound much like a contented cat, rolled over-somehow without pulling on any of his hair, and snuggled up to Heero who snuggled back. Quatre shut the door silently, grinned at Trowa as he took his hand, and they walked down the hall to their room.

Trowa's soft voice drifted from their bedroom just before Quatre closed the door, "Who do you think was bottom?"

Owari~

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