Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Pieces of a Puzzle ❯ Chapter Ten ( Chapter 10 )
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By: siberianknight 
Anime/Manga: Gundam Wing Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Supernatural | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 09.30.2005 | Updated On: 09.30.2005 | Pages: 4 | Words: 5.3K | Visits: 314 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Gundam Wing Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Supernatural | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 09.30.2005 | Updated On: 09.30.2005 | Pages: 4 | Words: 5.3K | Visits: 314 | Status: Completed
Author's Notes: First off, I want to explain something about Jackson. His speech pattern is a little on the odd side. The fact that his sentences run together is not a mistake. I just want everyone to know that. I didn't forget to space them. ^_^
Secondly, this chapter marks an interesting change to this story. It's now an NC-17/MA story because of the two lemon scenes. I'm nervous about these scenes since I've never written such detailed love scenes between two men before. So I hope that you enjoy them and they're not too corny.
If you didn't read the second half of chapter nine, please go back and do so. I don't want anyone to get confused or lost.
Warnings: Two lemon scenes (1x2 and 2x1) with some very light bondage (tied hands), language
Status: COMPLETE
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Duo sat still behind the bush waiting for the hollow to show himself once again. He’d been sitting there for over an hour, and no sign of the blasted thing yet. “Oi, Heero ... see anything?”
“Negative.”
“Damnit. I hate this. We get asked to pick which quadrant we wanted to take our field exam in, and we have to pick the one that has nothing in it.” Duo paused and listened to a noise fluttering up above his head. He glanced up just in time to see bird droppings heading for him. Luckily the bird missed, but only by a very small margin. “I almost got shit on Heero. This is a joke. Akimori did this to us, and she’s laughing her pretty little ass off back at the headquarters.”
“Duo, you realize that they’re monitoring our conversation.”
Heero’s calmly issued reminder caused a sudden stillness on Duo’s end of the radio. “I forgot about that. Since they’re listening, I’d like to know what’s going to happen when we don’t do squat on this mission. Will we be passed, or what?”
“I can’t answer that Duo, focus please.” Duo groaned, completely annoyed and bored with the situation in which they now found themselves.
“I’m hungry.” Duo finally broke another long period of radio silence with pointless chatter.
“Duo, if you don’t have anything constructive to say then ... sing to yourself. And leave the radio open in case something does happen.”
“Fine, fine. But didn’t the center say that there was going to be a class one hollow in this area?”
“Yes, but they weren’t sure when. Now just calm yourself.”
“But I’m b-o-r-e-d.” Duo drawled, adding more emphasis to his complete and utter disinterest with the test, or lack thereof.
“Shhh.” Trowa snapped. “If you two will be quiet I’m sensing something coming our way.” Duo and Heero both snapped to attention. They could feel the pressure too. It was so strong that Duo was having a hard time standing. He took a deep breath to try and calm his sudden fit of nerves. “I think it’s near Duo.”
“Aw, shit.” Duo’s brain screamed at him as he steeled his body for fighting. He saw the small hollow materialize on the small dirt path before him. Stepping out onto the path way with a confident smirk, that belied his true feelings inside of himself, Duo confronted the hollow.
“Heya. How’s everything?” Heero slammed his forehead onto the rough surface of the tree next to him as he heard Duo’s repartee with the hollow. Why was he being so show-offy? All he had to do was use a simple demon art, then cut it with his zanpakutou. That was it, nothing more, nothing less. “Nice weather we’re having. Yeah, you know ... I’ve been waiting right there,” Duo pointed to the small spot behind the bushes where he had been for the better part of the day. “Yes, there ... for the whole fucking day. And I am tired. What the hell took you so long. Aren’t you supposed to be a dummy hollow? Oh I guess you really are. Since it took you this long to get here.”
“Duo kill the damn thing!” Heero hissed over the radio.
Duo pulled his zanpakutou out, and pointed the tip at the hollow. “Sorry to have to say good-bye so soon.” With one quick movement, the hollow vanished and the area was calm again; however, the near crushing spiritual force was still present.
“Trowa, do you feel that?” Heero asked quietly, his head trying desperately to figure out why there was such a strong force in the area.
“Yes, I do, but I think we should head back to the meeting point before anything happens. We may be qualified to be shinigami, but we aren’t ready to face anything greater than a level one hollow. The group returned to their meeting point and checked in with the commanding shinigami.
Heero and Duo returned to their apartment to while away the hours together, at least until the grades were announced. Heero looked at Duo, who had sprawled out on their unmade bed. There had been an attempt on Heero’s part that morning to make the bed, but somehow Duo’s mouth had found ways to make him completely forget about straightening the room.
“What’s the grin for?” Duo lifted his arm from where it lay across his face, shielding his eyes from the bright afternoon sun. Heero stretched out beside him and rested his large hand on Duo’s abdomen. He gently began to nibble at Duo’s ear, his teeth lightly scraping against the sensitive flesh. Duo moaned softly and placed his hand over Heero’s; he led the strong hand down over his throbbing groin and with a squeeze he let Heero know what he wanted. As if the way he was writhing wasn’t enough of a hint to Heero. Duo was always putty in his hands, and Heero cherished this ability of his.
Heero deftly rid Duo of his pants and smiled at the site before him. “You know why I was grinning now ... right?”
Duo laughed a rich hardy laugh that filled Heero’s senses. “I was hoping this was why.” Duo leaned up into Heero and kissed him thoroughly. As the two kissed, they both shoved their unwanted clothing off of one another until they were gloriously naked.
“I love you, Duo.” Heero breathed into Duo’s open mouth. His response was another passionate kiss. Duo’s tongue eagerly slipped inside of Heero’s hot and wanting mouth. Their bodies twined together as they continued to be joined through the act of kissing. Heero’s tongue playfully pushed back on Duo’s as the two fought for space within the nest of each other’s mouths. Duo’s hands grabbed Heero’s tight buttocks and squeezed, which elicited an animal like groan from deep within his lover’s chest. Long fingers began to probe the tight and sensitive opening on Heero’s body. “Are you trying to take over?” Heero grabbed Duo’s hands and pressed them down onto the bed.
“Why not?” Duo pouted playfully. “Are you doing this because I did something naughty?” Heero chuckled at the tone in Duo’s voice. He pressed his mouth against Duo’s elegant throat and bit gingerly at the skin.
“Very naughty, at least your hands have been.”
“What’re you gonna do about it?”
Heero reached over and pulled the sash out of his pants. “This ...” He then proceeded to tie Duo’s hands to the headboard. “Now, you can only lie there and let me do as I please. That’s your punishment.” Heero slowly began to taste every inch of Duo’s body, but avoided the one place that Duo wanted Heero’s mouth the most. A rough tongue ran languidly across a sensitive nub, as Heero’s hand reached down to wrap itself around the ignored length of flesh. A very light squeeze had Duo gritting his teeth together in frustration.
“Heero ... please --”
Heero raised his head up to an inch above Duo’s. “Huh? Are you begging?”
“You are an evil man and you know it.” Duo grabbed Heero’s bottom lip between his teeth and gauged his bite just enough to cause light swelling. “Pay back.”
Heero laughed. “That’s all you can do?” His hand began to squeeze a bit more tightly around Duo’s pulsing shaft.
“You’re good -- at -- torture.” Duo gasped as Heero’s thumb began to caress his sensitive head. “Are you trying to give me blue balls?”
“Maybe.” Heero reached over to the night stand and retrieved the bottle of lotion. With a soft squirt, he squeezed some onto his fingers. Slowly, excruciatingly slowly, Heero smoothed the silken substance down the expanse of Duo’s thick and aching arousal. He took his sweet time finding the opening; first playing with the other sensitive areas in Duo’s groin, then finally his fingers slid inside and began to prepare his lover for entry. He found the slight bulge that drove Duo to passionate fits and began to tease the area. His touches drove Duo into fits of groans and writhing convulsions.
Heero carefully helped Duo to move onto his knees. With one powerful thrust, Heero entered his lovers warm and welcoming body. Reaching down on his partner, Heero wrapped his strong thick fingers tightly around the flesh which he had been torturing earlier. He squeezed and kneaded, bringing Duo to a fast release. Heero held onto Duo as he continued to move within him until he himself found his own climax.
The two men collapsed onto the bed, Heero’s arms still tightly around Duo’s body. In the past few years, the two had grown considerably. Duo was no longer the gangly youth, but was now slowly becoming a broad shouldered and strong looking male. Heero smiled to himself as he thought about how much he loved Duo’s beauty, and how with each passing month he was becoming more beautiful. Heero on the other hand, was gaining a true warrior’s body. Broad shoulders and slim hips, he was built for power and fighting. The two made a handsome couple, and in the months which they had been training for the entrance exams, many people had commented as such.
Heero had always been surprised that the members of the different gotei were so open and didn’t mind two men living together in a romantic manner. He had then found out that there were more than one other couple like themselves which held high-ranking positions within the thirteen gotei. Heero knew then that it was out of respect for their superiors that no one ever dared to breathe a word against their life-style choice. Not that it would have mattered anyway, Heero would never give up his Duo just because someone didn’t feel comfortable with two men being in love with one another.
A few hours later a loud knock intruded into the quiet moment between the two lovers. With an angry grunt, Heero rolled out of bed and pulled on his clothes. Another knock came as he reached the door and threw it open. Trowa was standing in the doorway, a sheepish look on his face, now that he saw Heero’s rumpled appearance. “Sorry. I didn’t mean to disturb you, but the final results for the exams are in. I wanted to be the first to congratulate the seventh and ninth seated members of the eleventh gotei.”
Duo jumped out of bed, unmindful of his nakedness. “Seventh and ninth! Who got what?”
Heero quickly stepped in front of Duo to hide his body. “Duo, you’re naked. Go put on some clothes.”
“Oh,” Duo looked down and realized that he was in fact naked. He laughed and turned to head into the bedroom to put on his clothes.
“So? Who got which seat?”
“You got ninth.”
“Huh?” Heero was genuinely surprised. “You mean that Duo -- he ... beat me?”
“Yes.”
Heero’s grin was half pride and half annoyance. Never had he ever dreamed that Duo would actually surpass him in an exam, but there it was, Duo had beat him and had received a higher seating than him. He didn’t really care, except that his male pride did take a small bruising.
“The two of you are to report for training in two days. Enjoy your last day of freedom.” Trowa turned to leave the apartment, but Heero stopped him.
“What guard did you get into?”
“The same one as Quatre. The sixth.” Heero smiled and said good-bye to Trowa. As he was shutting the door, Duo reentered the main room of their apartment.
“Aw, man. I missed him?”
“Yes.”
“I didn’t hear who got which seat. Of course I think I can guess. You got seventh and I got ninth.”
“No.” Heero stated simply as he walked toward the small kitchen / dining area.
“‘No’ You mean ...?” Duo stared at Heero’s back as the truth sunk into his mind. He had beaten Heero. For the first time in his life, he had actually beaten Heero. With a loud ‘whoop’ Duo began to dance around the room, while chanting, “I beat you, I beat you.”
“You don’t have to rub it in.” Heero chuckled as he began to fix dinner for the two of them.
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Two days passed quickly for Duo and Heero, and soon they found themselves waiting to be introduced to their instructors. These instructors where higher seated members of the gotei, and would shadow them until they were ready to be assigned to either a small unit within the squad or given Earth-bound observation posts. After waiting for an hour, the door to the small room finally slid open.
“Ah, boys, it’s good to see you again.” Aya smiled gently as she closed the door behind her. “I’ve been assigned to you Heero. I’m going to be your instructor. Well, that’s just a title -- basically I just watch after you and help you get settled within the eleventh.”
Heero grunted affirmatively and stood. He smiled over his shoulder at Duo and then followed Aya out of the room. Duo laid back onto the tatami mat and stared at the ceiling. He was curious as to who his instructor was going to be. Personally he hoped that it would be someone that wouldn’t get in his way, but he didn’t feel that lucky. After a short wait, the door slid open again. “Duo Maxwell?” A small statured girl stood with a clipboard in her small hands. “Are you Duo-kun?”
“Yes.” Duo sat up, a bright welcoming smiled lit up his face. She was cute, and looked like a kind and gentle girl. Duo thought that maybe his luck was looking up for him today.
“Will you come with me please?” Duo followed her out of the room and down a few flights of stairs which led to the street. “Um ... I think it was this way.” The girl mumbled to herself. She looked a little confused and Duo was starting to wonder where they were going.
“Um, can I ask you a question?”
The girl continued to look down the countless side-streets that the two passed. “Yes.”
“Are you my instructor?” As Duo asked his question, the girl’s face lit up with a grin.
“There he is!” She pointed to a guy who was pacing back and forth. The man appeared to be talking to himself. He held one arm around his chest and the other’s elbow was propped upon it, so that he could pull thoughtfully at his short but scraggily beard. “That’s your instructor. Third seat Jackson O’Connell.”
“That’s him?!” Duo’s voice cracked as he watched the man have an entire conversation with himself. His shoulders slumped as he realized that he wasn’t the least bit lucky. “My instructor’s insane.” Duo grumbled under his breath.
“Oh -- some say he is, but I think he’s a genius.” The girl’s eyes were bright with respect and hero worship as she gazed at Mr. Jackson O’Connell.
“A genius, huh?” Duo wasn’t so sure about that. The man had an insane air about him, plus he was talking to himself. Duo approached apprehensively. “If I die, Lord, please at least let me see Heero one last time.”
“AAAAh! Duo-kun!!” Jackson scooped up the young man in a fierce bear hug. “I’ve been waiting for you!So what first??Huh?Maybe lunch?” The man spoke very quickly and his sentences ran together. Their was a slight lilt to his voice that made it seem as if Jackson was actually singing instead of speaking.
“Um. Lunch sounds ... good.”
“Excellent! Excellent!!Let’s go my boy!” Jackson grabbed onto Duo’s hand and dragged him along to outside of the Seireitei*. They found a clearing near a stream and Jackson pulled out from within his kimono a picnic blanket. “Wait here!” Jackson ran off back in the direction from which they had come.
“He’s an odd one.” Duo sat down on the blanket and waited. After a while, Jackson returned with a basket overflowing with food.
“My wife fixed this.” He stated proudly. “Never was there as good a cook as my wife.” Jackson set the basket down, and the scent of the food drifted into Duo’s nostrils making his mouth water uncontrollably. “See, see -- you’re drooling! I restmycase.”
With a soft chuckle, Duo began to grab food out of the basket. He devoured over half of the food by himself. Jackson was right, there was no better cook than his wife; the food was absolutely delicious, and filling. Duo leaned back on his hands and sighed. His stomach was so full that he was beginning to feel sleepy.
“Now, we spar!” Jackson yanked Duo up into a standing position.”
“Huh?” Duo asked a little disoriented from the effects of the food. “We’re what?”
“Going to spar. I want to see how much you know.”
“O-okay.” Duo drew his zanpakutou. “Moeru Seikousen!” Seikousen glowed brightly and then transformed into the brilliant white blade, the first restraint seal was broken.
“Aah, I see you’ve learned shikai. Impressive.” Jackson unsheathed his own zanpakutou. “I’m afraid though that you might want to return it to its first stage.We’re not allowed to even release shikai inside of Soul Society unless there is a necessity for it.”
“Oh. --” Duo eased his power down a notch and mumbled to his zanpakutou that it needed to be sealed once again. The blade returned to its previous form and Duo grinned sheepishly. He had known that he wasn’t supposed to release his zanpakutou inside of Soul Society, but due to his sleepy state he fell into habit from his training. “Sorry about that.”
“It’s okay.” Jackson smiled and then charged at Duo. He tested every reaction Duo had, every movement Duo could make, and was very impressed by his skill. “You’re an excellent swordsman.I stand pleasantly impressed.”
“Gee. Thanks.” Duo felt a little awkward under the praise of his instructor. He was starting to think that maybe his initial impression of Jackson had been wrong. Possibly this man wasn’t crazy, but just a little on the odd side. Then the man proved him wrong.
“I’ve got a such a pretty little pupil.Don’t you think?Why yes, his hair is a bit long, but I think I can fix that.Nonononono.I’ll take care of it.” With a wicked grin Jackson turned to face Duo. Again, he reached inside his kimono and pulled something out. With a sickening horror, Duo realized that it was a pair of scissors. “Come here little one!I have to cut that mane of yours, or you’ll never be able to fight without eating hair!” With a shriek, Duo began to run away from Jackson.
“This man’s insane someone hellllllllp meeeeeeeee!” Duo screamed as he ran through the streets of the Seireitei. Onlookers gawked openly at the scene of a young long haired shinigami being chased by a middle-aged (yet good looking) sloppy haired shinigami. Jackson never had held a very convincing appearance as far as his sanity was concerned. He tended to walk around talking to something or someone invisible, his short red hair was always askew, and his thick black rimmed glasses matched the mess of his hair.
“I wonder if he’ll catch him?” Someone in the gathering crowd laughed as the group watched Duo being chased.
“Jackson!” Both boys stopped causing a large swirl of dust to fly around them. A beautiful woman with long light brown hair stood in the doorway to an apartment building. “What are you doing to that poor boy?!”
“Rhiannen, I -- I was just teasing him.” Rhiannen raised an elegant eyebrow at her husband. “Sorry, my love.I’ll leave him alone.”
“So this is your new apprentice?” Rhiannen turned deep blue eyes to Duo. She appeared to inspect his worth with just that one glance. “He looks to be a good boy. Please, don’t mind my husband. He just likes to be -- well eccentric. He says it keeps people on their toes.”
Duo smiled and nodded. “Well, Duo-kun.It’s getting late, so you should go on home ... but meet me early in the morning and you can go on patrol with me.”
“Yes, sir. I’ll see ya tomorrow!” Duo ran off in the direction of home. He could hear the couple arguing as he left them behind.
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Heero began to smirk as the two sat down for dinner that night. “What’s so funny?” Duo demanded. He was still slightly irritated from finding out that Heero’s day had been quite productive and blessedly free from insane people.
“You and Jackson. I heard quite a lot about him from some of the other shinigami that I spoke to today. You’ve got your work cut out.” Heero cut off a slice of meat from his steak and bit happily into the juicy piece.
“Heero, he came af-ter--me--with--sci-ssors. He was going to cut off my hair!!” Duo’s voice broke as he spoke. The images of his hair falling down to the ground still made him squirm with fear.
“I know how much you love your hair, Duo. The fact is though that he didn’t cut it. He’s just a strange guy.”
Duo sighed and hung his head in agony. “I can’t believe I got stuck with him. Why couldn’t I have gotten someone like Akimori?”
“Sorry.”
“I hate it when you only say one word.” Duo angrily began to shove his bites of steak into his mouth. Heero just watched with a glint of humor in his eyes. “That’s right ...” Duo spoke with a mouthful of steak. “You sit there and laugh. You won’t be laughing later.” A smirk lit up Duo’s eyes as he downed his glass of milk. “Just wait. You thought that you tortured me the other day ...”
*****
Duo panted as Heero entered his tired body once again. Not once had he gotten to be in the dominant position that night, despite his efforts. “Damn you!” Duo cursed as Heero began to thrust languidly within.
“Sorry ... did -- you say something?” Heero panted as he nibbled on Duo’s earlobe.
“No ...” Duo groaned. Heero’s hand was doing some very pleasurable things to sensitive parts of Duo’s groin, and thinking, let alone speaking, was beginning to become impossible. Duo’s name spilled from Heero’s mouth as he released and collapsed against his lover’s body. After a few moments, Duo gently wiggled his way out from underneath Heero, who looked at him questioningly. “I’m on top next go-‘round. No tricking me again. You’ve done that four times already. My turn.”
Duo pushed Heero onto his back and then pressed his mouth hungrily against his lover’s. He nipped lovingly at that pouty bottom lip that always forced him to give into whatever Heero wanted. Damn that lip! Duo’s tongue played lightly against the now swollen lip, and then greedily invaded the moist hotness of Heero’s mouth. The two lazily kissed for a while, allowing their bodies to fully recover from their most recent lovemaking.
“If you want me that badly Duo, then I’m yours.” Heero raised his arms above his head and held onto the headboard. “I promise I won’t take over this time.”
Duo smiled. “Thank you.” He examined Heero’s body, wondering what spot his should explore first. With a triumphant grin, Duo lowered his mouth onto a hard nub and began to nibble. Heero’s gasp filled the room. Duo has suckled his nipple before, but he had never used his teeth in this manner. The effect it was having on him was very unnerving; Heero had to repress the desire to push Duo back and take over before the pleasure took away all control.
Duo moved to the other nipple and began to nibble and pull on it, as he did the other. His long fingers began to trace the hard planes of muscle on Heero’s body. Duo chuckled softly. “Relax, Heero. You’d think you’ve never done this before.”
Heero grunted. “It’s been awhile ... since you’ve led at least.”
“Gee, I wonder why?” Duo queried sarcastically. He slid his hands up and down on either side of Heero’s gloriously toned chest. His mouth followed his hands, leaving little shivers on Heero’s flesh. However, Duo’s tongue, teeth, and mouth was leaving a much larger impression on the now throbbing flesh between his thighs. Heero couldn’t take it any longer. He placed his hands on Duo’s shoulders and pushed roughly. Duo understood, and moved lower on Heero’s body. “Yours first, love.” He slipped his mouth around Heero and lightly sucked in. Heero’s groan aroused Duo more than the musky scent which filled his nostrils. Slowly Duo began to tease with his tongue, and allowed his teeth to scrape ever so lightly against the very sensitive flesh.
“Duo ...” Heero groaned in frustration. He roughly twined his fingers in Duo’s hair, and forced him to move more quickly against his groin. As Duo brought Heero to his climax, his fingers gently prepared Heero for Duo’s entry into his body.
Heero threw his head back against the pillows and his fingers dug into Duo’s shoulders as he released inside Duo who eagerly licked up any evidence left from Heero’s climax. Duo raised up on his knees, and lifted Heero’s hips so that he could find his own release within the tightness of his lover’s body.
Duo was nestled against Heero’s chest sleeping happily an hour later. Heero lovingly stroked Duo’s thick mane of hair and thought about how happy and content he was now. He knew in his heart that as long as he trusted Duo and Duo trusted him, nothing could break their bond. Nothing.
Legal stuf ... Bleach and Gundam Wing don't belong to me, they belong to Kubo Tite, Hajime Yadate and Yoshiyuki Tomino respectively.
*Seitreitei = this is the area where the shinigami live and work. It's the innermost area of Soul Society. (I'm not sure if it's a long e at the end or not, so it may be spelled wrong. My apologies.) geovisit();
Secondly, this chapter marks an interesting change to this story. It's now an NC-17/MA story because of the two lemon scenes. I'm nervous about these scenes since I've never written such detailed love scenes between two men before. So I hope that you enjoy them and they're not too corny.
Warnings: Two lemon scenes (1x2 and 2x1) with some very light bondage (tied hands), language
Status: COMPLETE
Duo sat still behind the bush waiting for the hollow to show himself once again. He’d been sitting there for over an hour, and no sign of the blasted thing yet. “Oi, Heero ... see anything?”
“Negative.”
“Damnit. I hate this. We get asked to pick which quadrant we wanted to take our field exam in, and we have to pick the one that has nothing in it.” Duo paused and listened to a noise fluttering up above his head. He glanced up just in time to see bird droppings heading for him. Luckily the bird missed, but only by a very small margin. “I almost got shit on Heero. This is a joke. Akimori did this to us, and she’s laughing her pretty little ass off back at the headquarters.”
“Duo, you realize that they’re monitoring our conversation.”
Heero’s calmly issued reminder caused a sudden stillness on Duo’s end of the radio. “I forgot about that. Since they’re listening, I’d like to know what’s going to happen when we don’t do squat on this mission. Will we be passed, or what?”
“I can’t answer that Duo, focus please.” Duo groaned, completely annoyed and bored with the situation in which they now found themselves.
“I’m hungry.” Duo finally broke another long period of radio silence with pointless chatter.
“Duo, if you don’t have anything constructive to say then ... sing to yourself. And leave the radio open in case something does happen.”
“Fine, fine. But didn’t the center say that there was going to be a class one hollow in this area?”
“Yes, but they weren’t sure when. Now just calm yourself.”
“But I’m b-o-r-e-d.” Duo drawled, adding more emphasis to his complete and utter disinterest with the test, or lack thereof.
“Shhh.” Trowa snapped. “If you two will be quiet I’m sensing something coming our way.” Duo and Heero both snapped to attention. They could feel the pressure too. It was so strong that Duo was having a hard time standing. He took a deep breath to try and calm his sudden fit of nerves. “I think it’s near Duo.”
“Aw, shit.” Duo’s brain screamed at him as he steeled his body for fighting. He saw the small hollow materialize on the small dirt path before him. Stepping out onto the path way with a confident smirk, that belied his true feelings inside of himself, Duo confronted the hollow.
“Heya. How’s everything?” Heero slammed his forehead onto the rough surface of the tree next to him as he heard Duo’s repartee with the hollow. Why was he being so show-offy? All he had to do was use a simple demon art, then cut it with his zanpakutou. That was it, nothing more, nothing less. “Nice weather we’re having. Yeah, you know ... I’ve been waiting right there,” Duo pointed to the small spot behind the bushes where he had been for the better part of the day. “Yes, there ... for the whole fucking day. And I am tired. What the hell took you so long. Aren’t you supposed to be a dummy hollow? Oh I guess you really are. Since it took you this long to get here.”
“Duo kill the damn thing!” Heero hissed over the radio.
Duo pulled his zanpakutou out, and pointed the tip at the hollow. “Sorry to have to say good-bye so soon.” With one quick movement, the hollow vanished and the area was calm again; however, the near crushing spiritual force was still present.
“Trowa, do you feel that?” Heero asked quietly, his head trying desperately to figure out why there was such a strong force in the area.
“Yes, I do, but I think we should head back to the meeting point before anything happens. We may be qualified to be shinigami, but we aren’t ready to face anything greater than a level one hollow. The group returned to their meeting point and checked in with the commanding shinigami.
Heero and Duo returned to their apartment to while away the hours together, at least until the grades were announced. Heero looked at Duo, who had sprawled out on their unmade bed. There had been an attempt on Heero’s part that morning to make the bed, but somehow Duo’s mouth had found ways to make him completely forget about straightening the room.
“What’s the grin for?” Duo lifted his arm from where it lay across his face, shielding his eyes from the bright afternoon sun. Heero stretched out beside him and rested his large hand on Duo’s abdomen. He gently began to nibble at Duo’s ear, his teeth lightly scraping against the sensitive flesh. Duo moaned softly and placed his hand over Heero’s; he led the strong hand down over his throbbing groin and with a squeeze he let Heero know what he wanted. As if the way he was writhing wasn’t enough of a hint to Heero. Duo was always putty in his hands, and Heero cherished this ability of his.
Heero deftly rid Duo of his pants and smiled at the site before him. “You know why I was grinning now ... right?”
Duo laughed a rich hardy laugh that filled Heero’s senses. “I was hoping this was why.” Duo leaned up into Heero and kissed him thoroughly. As the two kissed, they both shoved their unwanted clothing off of one another until they were gloriously naked.
“I love you, Duo.” Heero breathed into Duo’s open mouth. His response was another passionate kiss. Duo’s tongue eagerly slipped inside of Heero’s hot and wanting mouth. Their bodies twined together as they continued to be joined through the act of kissing. Heero’s tongue playfully pushed back on Duo’s as the two fought for space within the nest of each other’s mouths. Duo’s hands grabbed Heero’s tight buttocks and squeezed, which elicited an animal like groan from deep within his lover’s chest. Long fingers began to probe the tight and sensitive opening on Heero’s body. “Are you trying to take over?” Heero grabbed Duo’s hands and pressed them down onto the bed.
“Why not?” Duo pouted playfully. “Are you doing this because I did something naughty?” Heero chuckled at the tone in Duo’s voice. He pressed his mouth against Duo’s elegant throat and bit gingerly at the skin.
“Very naughty, at least your hands have been.”
“What’re you gonna do about it?”
Heero reached over and pulled the sash out of his pants. “This ...” He then proceeded to tie Duo’s hands to the headboard. “Now, you can only lie there and let me do as I please. That’s your punishment.” Heero slowly began to taste every inch of Duo’s body, but avoided the one place that Duo wanted Heero’s mouth the most. A rough tongue ran languidly across a sensitive nub, as Heero’s hand reached down to wrap itself around the ignored length of flesh. A very light squeeze had Duo gritting his teeth together in frustration.
“Heero ... please --”
Heero raised his head up to an inch above Duo’s. “Huh? Are you begging?”
“You are an evil man and you know it.” Duo grabbed Heero’s bottom lip between his teeth and gauged his bite just enough to cause light swelling. “Pay back.”
Heero laughed. “That’s all you can do?” His hand began to squeeze a bit more tightly around Duo’s pulsing shaft.
“You’re good -- at -- torture.” Duo gasped as Heero’s thumb began to caress his sensitive head. “Are you trying to give me blue balls?”
“Maybe.” Heero reached over to the night stand and retrieved the bottle of lotion. With a soft squirt, he squeezed some onto his fingers. Slowly, excruciatingly slowly, Heero smoothed the silken substance down the expanse of Duo’s thick and aching arousal. He took his sweet time finding the opening; first playing with the other sensitive areas in Duo’s groin, then finally his fingers slid inside and began to prepare his lover for entry. He found the slight bulge that drove Duo to passionate fits and began to tease the area. His touches drove Duo into fits of groans and writhing convulsions.
Heero carefully helped Duo to move onto his knees. With one powerful thrust, Heero entered his lovers warm and welcoming body. Reaching down on his partner, Heero wrapped his strong thick fingers tightly around the flesh which he had been torturing earlier. He squeezed and kneaded, bringing Duo to a fast release. Heero held onto Duo as he continued to move within him until he himself found his own climax.
The two men collapsed onto the bed, Heero’s arms still tightly around Duo’s body. In the past few years, the two had grown considerably. Duo was no longer the gangly youth, but was now slowly becoming a broad shouldered and strong looking male. Heero smiled to himself as he thought about how much he loved Duo’s beauty, and how with each passing month he was becoming more beautiful. Heero on the other hand, was gaining a true warrior’s body. Broad shoulders and slim hips, he was built for power and fighting. The two made a handsome couple, and in the months which they had been training for the entrance exams, many people had commented as such.
Heero had always been surprised that the members of the different gotei were so open and didn’t mind two men living together in a romantic manner. He had then found out that there were more than one other couple like themselves which held high-ranking positions within the thirteen gotei. Heero knew then that it was out of respect for their superiors that no one ever dared to breathe a word against their life-style choice. Not that it would have mattered anyway, Heero would never give up his Duo just because someone didn’t feel comfortable with two men being in love with one another.
A few hours later a loud knock intruded into the quiet moment between the two lovers. With an angry grunt, Heero rolled out of bed and pulled on his clothes. Another knock came as he reached the door and threw it open. Trowa was standing in the doorway, a sheepish look on his face, now that he saw Heero’s rumpled appearance. “Sorry. I didn’t mean to disturb you, but the final results for the exams are in. I wanted to be the first to congratulate the seventh and ninth seated members of the eleventh gotei.”
Duo jumped out of bed, unmindful of his nakedness. “Seventh and ninth! Who got what?”
Heero quickly stepped in front of Duo to hide his body. “Duo, you’re naked. Go put on some clothes.”
“Oh,” Duo looked down and realized that he was in fact naked. He laughed and turned to head into the bedroom to put on his clothes.
“So? Who got which seat?”
“You got ninth.”
“Huh?” Heero was genuinely surprised. “You mean that Duo -- he ... beat me?”
“Yes.”
Heero’s grin was half pride and half annoyance. Never had he ever dreamed that Duo would actually surpass him in an exam, but there it was, Duo had beat him and had received a higher seating than him. He didn’t really care, except that his male pride did take a small bruising.
“The two of you are to report for training in two days. Enjoy your last day of freedom.” Trowa turned to leave the apartment, but Heero stopped him.
“What guard did you get into?”
“The same one as Quatre. The sixth.” Heero smiled and said good-bye to Trowa. As he was shutting the door, Duo reentered the main room of their apartment.
“Aw, man. I missed him?”
“Yes.”
“I didn’t hear who got which seat. Of course I think I can guess. You got seventh and I got ninth.”
“No.” Heero stated simply as he walked toward the small kitchen / dining area.
“‘No’ You mean ...?” Duo stared at Heero’s back as the truth sunk into his mind. He had beaten Heero. For the first time in his life, he had actually beaten Heero. With a loud ‘whoop’ Duo began to dance around the room, while chanting, “I beat you, I beat you.”
“You don’t have to rub it in.” Heero chuckled as he began to fix dinner for the two of them.
Two days passed quickly for Duo and Heero, and soon they found themselves waiting to be introduced to their instructors. These instructors where higher seated members of the gotei, and would shadow them until they were ready to be assigned to either a small unit within the squad or given Earth-bound observation posts. After waiting for an hour, the door to the small room finally slid open.
“Ah, boys, it’s good to see you again.” Aya smiled gently as she closed the door behind her. “I’ve been assigned to you Heero. I’m going to be your instructor. Well, that’s just a title -- basically I just watch after you and help you get settled within the eleventh.”
Heero grunted affirmatively and stood. He smiled over his shoulder at Duo and then followed Aya out of the room. Duo laid back onto the tatami mat and stared at the ceiling. He was curious as to who his instructor was going to be. Personally he hoped that it would be someone that wouldn’t get in his way, but he didn’t feel that lucky. After a short wait, the door slid open again. “Duo Maxwell?” A small statured girl stood with a clipboard in her small hands. “Are you Duo-kun?”
“Yes.” Duo sat up, a bright welcoming smiled lit up his face. She was cute, and looked like a kind and gentle girl. Duo thought that maybe his luck was looking up for him today.
“Will you come with me please?” Duo followed her out of the room and down a few flights of stairs which led to the street. “Um ... I think it was this way.” The girl mumbled to herself. She looked a little confused and Duo was starting to wonder where they were going.
“Um, can I ask you a question?”
The girl continued to look down the countless side-streets that the two passed. “Yes.”
“Are you my instructor?” As Duo asked his question, the girl’s face lit up with a grin.
“There he is!” She pointed to a guy who was pacing back and forth. The man appeared to be talking to himself. He held one arm around his chest and the other’s elbow was propped upon it, so that he could pull thoughtfully at his short but scraggily beard. “That’s your instructor. Third seat Jackson O’Connell.”
“That’s him?!” Duo’s voice cracked as he watched the man have an entire conversation with himself. His shoulders slumped as he realized that he wasn’t the least bit lucky. “My instructor’s insane.” Duo grumbled under his breath.
“Oh -- some say he is, but I think he’s a genius.” The girl’s eyes were bright with respect and hero worship as she gazed at Mr. Jackson O’Connell.
“A genius, huh?” Duo wasn’t so sure about that. The man had an insane air about him, plus he was talking to himself. Duo approached apprehensively. “If I die, Lord, please at least let me see Heero one last time.”
“AAAAh! Duo-kun!!” Jackson scooped up the young man in a fierce bear hug. “I’ve been waiting for you!So what first??Huh?Maybe lunch?” The man spoke very quickly and his sentences ran together. Their was a slight lilt to his voice that made it seem as if Jackson was actually singing instead of speaking.
“Um. Lunch sounds ... good.”
“Excellent! Excellent!!Let’s go my boy!” Jackson grabbed onto Duo’s hand and dragged him along to outside of the Seireitei*. They found a clearing near a stream and Jackson pulled out from within his kimono a picnic blanket. “Wait here!” Jackson ran off back in the direction from which they had come.
“He’s an odd one.” Duo sat down on the blanket and waited. After a while, Jackson returned with a basket overflowing with food.
“My wife fixed this.” He stated proudly. “Never was there as good a cook as my wife.” Jackson set the basket down, and the scent of the food drifted into Duo’s nostrils making his mouth water uncontrollably. “See, see -- you’re drooling! I restmycase.”
With a soft chuckle, Duo began to grab food out of the basket. He devoured over half of the food by himself. Jackson was right, there was no better cook than his wife; the food was absolutely delicious, and filling. Duo leaned back on his hands and sighed. His stomach was so full that he was beginning to feel sleepy.
“Now, we spar!” Jackson yanked Duo up into a standing position.”
“Huh?” Duo asked a little disoriented from the effects of the food. “We’re what?”
“Going to spar. I want to see how much you know.”
“O-okay.” Duo drew his zanpakutou. “Moeru Seikousen!” Seikousen glowed brightly and then transformed into the brilliant white blade, the first restraint seal was broken.
“Aah, I see you’ve learned shikai. Impressive.” Jackson unsheathed his own zanpakutou. “I’m afraid though that you might want to return it to its first stage.We’re not allowed to even release shikai inside of Soul Society unless there is a necessity for it.”
“Oh. --” Duo eased his power down a notch and mumbled to his zanpakutou that it needed to be sealed once again. The blade returned to its previous form and Duo grinned sheepishly. He had known that he wasn’t supposed to release his zanpakutou inside of Soul Society, but due to his sleepy state he fell into habit from his training. “Sorry about that.”
“It’s okay.” Jackson smiled and then charged at Duo. He tested every reaction Duo had, every movement Duo could make, and was very impressed by his skill. “You’re an excellent swordsman.I stand pleasantly impressed.”
“Gee. Thanks.” Duo felt a little awkward under the praise of his instructor. He was starting to think that maybe his initial impression of Jackson had been wrong. Possibly this man wasn’t crazy, but just a little on the odd side. Then the man proved him wrong.
“I’ve got a such a pretty little pupil.Don’t you think?Why yes, his hair is a bit long, but I think I can fix that.Nonononono.I’ll take care of it.” With a wicked grin Jackson turned to face Duo. Again, he reached inside his kimono and pulled something out. With a sickening horror, Duo realized that it was a pair of scissors. “Come here little one!I have to cut that mane of yours, or you’ll never be able to fight without eating hair!” With a shriek, Duo began to run away from Jackson.
“This man’s insane someone hellllllllp meeeeeeeee!” Duo screamed as he ran through the streets of the Seireitei. Onlookers gawked openly at the scene of a young long haired shinigami being chased by a middle-aged (yet good looking) sloppy haired shinigami. Jackson never had held a very convincing appearance as far as his sanity was concerned. He tended to walk around talking to something or someone invisible, his short red hair was always askew, and his thick black rimmed glasses matched the mess of his hair.
“I wonder if he’ll catch him?” Someone in the gathering crowd laughed as the group watched Duo being chased.
“Jackson!” Both boys stopped causing a large swirl of dust to fly around them. A beautiful woman with long light brown hair stood in the doorway to an apartment building. “What are you doing to that poor boy?!”
“Rhiannen, I -- I was just teasing him.” Rhiannen raised an elegant eyebrow at her husband. “Sorry, my love.I’ll leave him alone.”
“So this is your new apprentice?” Rhiannen turned deep blue eyes to Duo. She appeared to inspect his worth with just that one glance. “He looks to be a good boy. Please, don’t mind my husband. He just likes to be -- well eccentric. He says it keeps people on their toes.”
Duo smiled and nodded. “Well, Duo-kun.It’s getting late, so you should go on home ... but meet me early in the morning and you can go on patrol with me.”
“Yes, sir. I’ll see ya tomorrow!” Duo ran off in the direction of home. He could hear the couple arguing as he left them behind.
Heero began to smirk as the two sat down for dinner that night. “What’s so funny?” Duo demanded. He was still slightly irritated from finding out that Heero’s day had been quite productive and blessedly free from insane people.
“You and Jackson. I heard quite a lot about him from some of the other shinigami that I spoke to today. You’ve got your work cut out.” Heero cut off a slice of meat from his steak and bit happily into the juicy piece.
“Heero, he came af-ter--me--with--sci-ssors. He was going to cut off my hair!!” Duo’s voice broke as he spoke. The images of his hair falling down to the ground still made him squirm with fear.
“I know how much you love your hair, Duo. The fact is though that he didn’t cut it. He’s just a strange guy.”
Duo sighed and hung his head in agony. “I can’t believe I got stuck with him. Why couldn’t I have gotten someone like Akimori?”
“Sorry.”
“I hate it when you only say one word.” Duo angrily began to shove his bites of steak into his mouth. Heero just watched with a glint of humor in his eyes. “That’s right ...” Duo spoke with a mouthful of steak. “You sit there and laugh. You won’t be laughing later.” A smirk lit up Duo’s eyes as he downed his glass of milk. “Just wait. You thought that you tortured me the other day ...”
Duo panted as Heero entered his tired body once again. Not once had he gotten to be in the dominant position that night, despite his efforts. “Damn you!” Duo cursed as Heero began to thrust languidly within.
“Sorry ... did -- you say something?” Heero panted as he nibbled on Duo’s earlobe.
“No ...” Duo groaned. Heero’s hand was doing some very pleasurable things to sensitive parts of Duo’s groin, and thinking, let alone speaking, was beginning to become impossible. Duo’s name spilled from Heero’s mouth as he released and collapsed against his lover’s body. After a few moments, Duo gently wiggled his way out from underneath Heero, who looked at him questioningly. “I’m on top next go-‘round. No tricking me again. You’ve done that four times already. My turn.”
Duo pushed Heero onto his back and then pressed his mouth hungrily against his lover’s. He nipped lovingly at that pouty bottom lip that always forced him to give into whatever Heero wanted. Damn that lip! Duo’s tongue played lightly against the now swollen lip, and then greedily invaded the moist hotness of Heero’s mouth. The two lazily kissed for a while, allowing their bodies to fully recover from their most recent lovemaking.
“If you want me that badly Duo, then I’m yours.” Heero raised his arms above his head and held onto the headboard. “I promise I won’t take over this time.”
Duo smiled. “Thank you.” He examined Heero’s body, wondering what spot his should explore first. With a triumphant grin, Duo lowered his mouth onto a hard nub and began to nibble. Heero’s gasp filled the room. Duo has suckled his nipple before, but he had never used his teeth in this manner. The effect it was having on him was very unnerving; Heero had to repress the desire to push Duo back and take over before the pleasure took away all control.
Duo moved to the other nipple and began to nibble and pull on it, as he did the other. His long fingers began to trace the hard planes of muscle on Heero’s body. Duo chuckled softly. “Relax, Heero. You’d think you’ve never done this before.”
Heero grunted. “It’s been awhile ... since you’ve led at least.”
“Gee, I wonder why?” Duo queried sarcastically. He slid his hands up and down on either side of Heero’s gloriously toned chest. His mouth followed his hands, leaving little shivers on Heero’s flesh. However, Duo’s tongue, teeth, and mouth was leaving a much larger impression on the now throbbing flesh between his thighs. Heero couldn’t take it any longer. He placed his hands on Duo’s shoulders and pushed roughly. Duo understood, and moved lower on Heero’s body. “Yours first, love.” He slipped his mouth around Heero and lightly sucked in. Heero’s groan aroused Duo more than the musky scent which filled his nostrils. Slowly Duo began to tease with his tongue, and allowed his teeth to scrape ever so lightly against the very sensitive flesh.
“Duo ...” Heero groaned in frustration. He roughly twined his fingers in Duo’s hair, and forced him to move more quickly against his groin. As Duo brought Heero to his climax, his fingers gently prepared Heero for Duo’s entry into his body.
Heero threw his head back against the pillows and his fingers dug into Duo’s shoulders as he released inside Duo who eagerly licked up any evidence left from Heero’s climax. Duo raised up on his knees, and lifted Heero’s hips so that he could find his own release within the tightness of his lover’s body.
Duo was nestled against Heero’s chest sleeping happily an hour later. Heero lovingly stroked Duo’s thick mane of hair and thought about how happy and content he was now. He knew in his heart that as long as he trusted Duo and Duo trusted him, nothing could break their bond. Nothing.
*Seitreitei = this is the area where the shinigami live and work. It's the innermost area of Soul Society. (I'm not sure if it's a long e at the end or not, so it may be spelled wrong. My apologies.) geovisit();