Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Servicing Heero ❯ Chapter 3

-Breathes life into previously dead fic- damn…sorry this has taken over a year.

 

Disclaimer: same as always…they're not mine.

 

 

 

Heero's mind reeled as he stumbled for an explanation, “That belt?” he reiterated, stalling in hopes that his girlfriend wouldn't get any angrier.

 

“Yes, Heero,” she said her voice deadpan. She shook the belt as her anger swelled, “This damned belt. Can you tell me who's it is?!”

 

Gripping the towel around his waist tighter, Heero stayed cool, responding slowly, “The plumber must've left it from earlier.” He shifted his hips, walking over to the blonde to grab the belt from her grasp and hold it in his own hands. “He fixed the kitchen sink, and I guess he forgot it when he came up to check on these sinks,” he supplied shrugging.

 

The fair girl had visibly calmed at his reasoning, and blinked, “Oh…” Her round cheeks brightened, however, at the news that their sinks were finally functioning again.

 

Nodding, Heero turned away from the girl, remembering the older youth still hiding under the bed. “Relena, I need to change, would you?” he asked, his eyes trailing to the door.

 

She straightened at his comment, and cleared her throat, “Yes, sorry. I'll just,” she said, making her way to the door, “go check on the sinks.” Heero didn't respond, turning away until she closed the bedroom door soundly.

 

Blowing out a relieved breath, the Japanese smirked at the bed, plopping down on it hard, causing the springs to creak in protest. He pulled the heavy utility belt around his waist, and waited.

 

“She seems...pleasant. ”

 

He felt the tips of his lips curve slightly at the husky voice, turning to watch the braided man stand from underneath the bed. His lean body was still covered in sweat and his muscles rippled as he stood, causing Heero to swallow hard.

 

“My girlfriend.” He offered, his tone less than excited.

 

“No shit?” the plumber wondered, his tone dripping with sarcasm even as he leaned over the smaller man. He slowly lowered himself onto the brunette, settling himself once again between the willing thighs as he drew in for a slow kiss.

 

Blue eyes closed in satisfaction, as Heero moaned into the kiss, bringing his hands up into thick hair. The taller, pulled away gently, trailing kisses along the delicate jawbone, as he trailed his hands down slender hips. His fingers stopped when they felt familiar leather, and long fingers curled around the belt.

 

Heero smirked when he felt Duo tug on is belt, thrusting his hips upward with the force of the tugs. He gasped when the other man suddenly whipped the leather from around his waist, tossing it aside and sliding his hands lower.

 

Both youths could feel themselves hardening again, and groaned lowly when hips bumped, their need pressed together tightly. Duo had made his way gradually down the tanned chest, and he bit along the prominent collarbone before sliding down further.

 

His hands still moving, Duo felt small hands maneuver from his hair to his face, forcing him in for a hot kiss. He chewed lightly on the other's full bottom lip as his hands once again found the familiar entrance.

 

He felt the brunette exhale in eagerness when the first finger made it's way in. He pressed his lean body closer to the other boy's, careful not to crush him, but hungry for the friction the other body provided as he slid his finger in and out of the tight body faster. Heero soon moaned, moving his hands to grip at the broad shoulders as he thrust back against the finger.

 

Needing release, Duo added another, pushing harder and quicker as he listened to Heero's heavy breathing. He knew the other was close, and he began to pump the smaller boy slowly.

 

Heero gasped in pleasure, digging his fingers into the strong shoulders hard, and thrusting up to meet the others ministrations. He closed his eyes tight as he felt himself on the edge of release, his ears began to roar as the climax thumped hard in his body.

 

“That plumber worked really fast, Hee…”

 

Everything stopped.

 

A steep gasp echoed in the bedroom, and Duo and Heero both scrambled off of each other, pulling thin sheets over their naked bodies. Their faces were flushed, their breathing was harsh, and Heero looked agitated beyond all else as he looked up at his girlfriend in the doorway.

 

The medium blue eyes were wide in shock, as Relena stood with a paled face, her hand still on the doorknob. Heero watched her carefully, noticing when her pupils dilated in silent rage, her hands began to shake and he could see the explosion coming.

 

“WHAT THE HELL?!”

 

He winced at the high-pitch of the girl's shriek and almost laughed when he saw Duo recoil and lift a hand to protect his ear. Not seeing any way out of the situation, and not really caring for one either, Heero looked Relena in the eye, hoping to calm her, “Relena, I know how this looks-“

 

“I'll tell you how this looks,” she spat, stalking into the bedroom.

 

“Relena just give me-“

 

“No damn it!” she interrupted, stamping her foot, her fists at her sides. “I KNEW there was someone in here! I could tell the second I walked in. I could smell it all over you!” She finished, glaring down the bridge of her nose.

 

Heero frowned, “Re-“

 

“What the hell did you think you were doing?!” she yelled, pacing, her eyes glaring daggers at the long-haired man.

 

“If you'll just-“

 

She talked over him, “We've been living together for almost a year now! How could you do this?” She pointed an accusing finger at the frustrated brunette, “I've let you live here in this beautiful house with me for free! I've given you everything you need. Now while I'm out at work,” she was yelling now, throwing her arms in the air angrily.

 

“YOU CHEAT ON ME WITH THIS-THIS…”

 

Both men glared as she fumbled over the insult. Her face was reddening as she thought of her boyfriend in bed with this man, this, “LONG-HAIRED FAGGOT!” Her arm shook as she pointed at Duo angrily, her jealousy surging.

 

Heero snapped. His anger had slowly been building ever since they'd been interrupted, his dissatisfaction and the girl's constant interruptions were enough to infuriate him, but now when she insulted Duo, he felt hurt and unforgiving.

 

“Now listen-!”

 

He halted mid-sentence however, his eyes wide in disbelief as he heard the loud crack. Relena stood in shock, her face turned to the side, and her cheek bright red. She quickly brought her hand to her face and turned with wide eyes to see Duo standing over her, his palm still raised and his chest heaving.

 

She gaped like a fish, her lips opening and closing as she tried to speak, “You-you…!”

 

“I just fixed your plumbing, bitch. Don't talk about my hair.” Violet eyes were fuming, but the taller man's face remained placid.

 

Her face twisted in malice and she dropped her arm away from her forgotten cheek, throwing both arms out to her side, “YOU SLEPT WITH MY BOYFRIEND!” she screamed in her defense.

 

“So?” Duo responded coolly, “It's not like you were anyway…”

 

She sneered at his comment, throwing her own palm at his face, “You bast-“

 

He caught the thin wrist mid-swing however and leaned in with a slight smirk, “He didn't seem to have any complaints either.”

 

Her blue eyes thinned to slits and her nostrils flared as she began to shake, “Son of a bitch!” she spat as she used his grip on her wrist to throw them both to the ground.

 

Caught off guard, Duo could only tumble down onto the carpeted floor with a yelp as he tried to catch himself while fending the rabid blonde off of him. Relena growled low in her throat as they hit the ground, her smaller body over his, “This is for sleeping with my boyfriend!” she shrieked before slapping Duo hard across the face, her acrylic nails leaving red trails.

 

“Stop it!” he barked, struggling to grab her flailing arms, “You crazy bitch!” The fall had knocked the wind out of him, and her added weight had only made the spots around his eyes worse as he struggled to keep up with her flurried movements.

 

Her face was scrunched angrily as she flung her fist at his face, “And this is for slapping me!” Her smaller fist connected with his cheekbone, her large ring scratching him near his eye.

 

“Shit!” he cursed, struggling against the girl but not wanting to push too hard and hurt her feminine frame.

 

“And this is for calling me a bitch!”

 

Scrambling for his lower regions, she raised both arms angrily and brought them down with the force of her entire body. She gasped loudly however, when she felt strong arms catch both her wrists from behind before she could deliver he crushing blow. Turning around with a sneer she glowered at the boy behind her, “Heero! Let me-“

 

“That's enough Relena!” he said, his voice stern before he promptly threw her off of Duo, who immediately stood to his feet in an attempt to salvage his dignity. Rubbing his cheek distractedly, and feeling the now bleeding wound from the massive ring; Duo curled his upper lip as he glared down at the girl.

 

“If you weren't a woman…” he said shaking his head at the girl as she slowly pulled herself up. Her chest was heaving in exertion, and her hair was fly away from it's perfectly held back position. She narrowed her eyes, focusing back and forth between the two and weighing out her options in her head. How could this be happening? Her Heero wasn't gay. He wouldn't leave her for some commoner, and another man no less!

 

Glaring harshly at both the men, she turned her chin up snobbishly, “I don't need this!” she uttered. Stamping over to the bedroom door she paused, “I'll be back tonight, Heero. Either He's gone or you are.” With that she `humph-ed' and slammed the door behind her quickly leaving the house. Driving away she smirked to herself in the review mirror, confident and sure that her Heero would make the right decision.

 

Both boys stood in silence for a moment, breathing in and out deeply and letting the situation sink in. Duo was the first to sigh and turn to the other beside him, his smirk back in place and his hands secured in his hips.

 

“So that was your girlfriend, huh?”

 

“Yeah.” Heero nodded to the other, walking over to the taller man and placing his hand to the sore scratch on his cheek. He couldn't stop the smile when the other wrapped his arms around his waist and leaned in to him.

 

“She's not pleasant…at all.”

 

 

 

 

TBC….

 

 

 

Haha my little version of a Gundam Wing Soap Opera….probably will continue later SORRY THIS TOOK SO SO LONG!

 

DOMO's will be on next chapter so please review! Thanks!