Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Shinigami ❯ Part 2 ( Chapter 2 )

Title: Shinigami

Author: Atre < Lumena_Atre@yahoo.com >

Pairing: 2x1

Rating: NC-17

Warnings: YAOI, lemons

Disclaimer: GW's characters are not mine.

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Thanks Kurai for Beta-reading. ^.^ *Hug dearly*

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Part 2

"Wanna have a morning sex?"

Heero stared into the violet eyes. `What's up with him again?' Sensing something was wrong, he quickly pulled himself up, but Duo's arms were faster as they tightened around his waist.

"Nah nah nah, where are you going?" Duo smirked, shaking his head slightly.

"Let me go," Heero spoke firmly but then gasped as a hand slacked under his shirt, caressing his bare delicate bottom. "Duo!!" Heero jumped as he felt the warm touch roaming over his skin, sending the strange electricity through his body.

"Did I wear you out last night?" the braided boy spoke teasingly, tracing his fingers between the soft round cheeks to toy with the hidden opening.

"Ahh!!" Heero gasped as his private part was found; his heart was beating uncontrollably.

"No…" Heero struggled, trying to get away from the hand but the powerful arms held him tightly.

"No? Really?" the braided boy spoke, playing the words in amusement. He trailed his mouth to nibble Heero's earlobe and whispered huskily, "So it means you're ready for the next round?"

Heero tensed as he heard that lustful voice. He would not surrender this time, not that easily. Making such decision, the Japanese boy bit down his captor's shoulder, causing the said boy to yell in surprise and loosen his grip. Heero took a chance to roll his body aside. He raised himself up on his knee, preparing to run but not so far could he go, the arm caught his waist and its owner lifted his body up.

"Naughty kitten!!" Duo growled, lifting the boy up his shoulder. "Don't even think you can escape from me!"

"Put me down!" Heero struggled and kicked wildly in the air, but the strong arm held his waist firmly, granting the boy no chance to get away.

The braided boy kept walking, advancing to the living room, and then threw the Japanese boy face down in the soft sofa.

Heero tried to get up but the other boy quickly managed to sit on the top, pinning his body lying flat there with both hands locked behind his back

"Stop rebelling. You can't fight me," Duo spoke calmly, using his weight to still the boy beneath him.

"Let me go!" `This guy isn't Duo. How could this happen?'

"Umm… seems like the other pilots have departed for their mission since dawn…" the braided boy smirked, "so no one will interrupt us quite soon."

"Why are you doing this?!" Heero tried to struggle but could do no more than slightly squirm. `Damn! He is too strong. Why?'

"I'll answer it after I get what I want," the boy bent down and whispered softly into Heero's ear with the sexiest voice while his hand started trailing along Heero's inner thigh.

"Ahh…"

Heero shut his eyes, biting his lips in order to keep his moan from escaping, feeling the warm hand running so close to his half awaking member, so close… but then it purposely ignored the spot and traveled to his upper body.

Heero let out his breath he unconsciously held.

Duo chuckled and ran his hand up the creamy chest beneath the shirt. "You are very responsive…especially to me."

"No…Hnnn!!" Heero cried out as fingers suddenly pinched his nipple.

"See?" Duo spoke with triumph, satisfied with the response he got. He then trailed his month along the boy's neck. "I haven't eaten anything since yesterday," the braided boy whispered, nibbling Heero's ear lazily. "Make me a breakfast, will you? "

"Why should I…Ahhhh!!" Heero was about to protest but then gasped as the fingers pinched his nipple again.

"You don't want me to get starved, do you?" Duo kept rolling the hard flesh between his digits. "Or maybe," the hand moved lower, sliding along Heero's side to the new target between his legs, "I should consider to eat you instead."

Heero didn't wait a second more. Shuddering at the thought, he suddenly jumped off the sofa, panting and staring at the other boy, but he couldn't help doubting the ease. It was as if the braided boy had released him on purpose. His assumption seemed to be confirmed by a wide grin plastering on Duo's face. He only leaned lazily in the sofa and raised his index finger.

"One black coffee."

Heero opened his mouth slightly, wrapped by the desire to protest. Realizing that to resist any further would be just in vain, nonetheless, the decision came to him that he'd better calm down and pull himself together to form a new strategy, no matter how bad the other boy's teasing grin annoyed him.

…………………….

Heero carefully studied the gesture of the opposite boy sitting across the table. There, the braided boy was having his breakfast happily, like Duo always did. His eyes perceived that the boy sitting there was Duo, but deep inside, he could sense the difference. What had happened to Duo? Who was this guy? Number of questions stormed into his mind. Whatever it was, he got to find the answer, soon.

Heero glanced at the cup in front the braided boy. Duo always liked to have black coffee in the morning, and so did this guy.

Good.

Heero smirked inwardly but still kept his expression calm. The coffee was drugged with Nyler, one kind of drug relaxants that was tasteless and scentless. It would relax one's muscle, causing the drugged person to be unable to move an inch for hours but still conscious and all nerves would still be well-functioned. The Preventers had recently done research and produced this drug specifically for interrogation purpose and he would use this drug to its best use by interrogating this guy on all he wanted to know and ensuring that this guy answer him all the questions.

"You haven't even touched your meal." A voice came from his opponent, breaking Heero's reverie.

Heero glared at the boy, but did not bother to speak a word.

The guy calling himself Shinigami smirked. "Seems like you have many questions," the boy spoke teasingly, as if aiming to piss Heero off. "Maybe, after finishing the breakfast, we can talk about this…in bed."

Heero felt like blood running up his face, but still kept his _expression void of emotion and spoke coldly, "What do you want? You are not Duo."

"Bravo! Finally you get to the point," Shinigami mocked.

The Wing pilot locked his gaze on the other boy's face. "So what are you doing here in Duo's body? Is it so fun to steal the other person's body?"

The slight smirk was erased from the heart-shaped face.

"Duo's body? Steal?" the boy repeated Heero's words coldly and snorted, "You must have misunderstood something. This body doesn't belong to the boy you call Duo. At least not solely his."

"What do you mean?"

"Duo is not the only owner of this body. I am as well. Half of his soul has died since the Maxwell Church was destroyed by OZ, and that was when I came to life." Shinigami sipped the coffee before he continued, "Or to make it clearer, if Duo is a joyful boy, full with emotion, and loved by any people, I am his anger, hostility, lust, and fear."

Heero narrowed his eyes.

"Or really to say, I am his real existence. The Duo you know is just an empty shell of a joker mask. But I am the real personality and soul." The words were delivered in a more intense manner. "He tries to hide me behind his invented mask, pretending to be the happiest boy on earth, ignoring his suffering pasts and left them all to me. Huh!"

Heero remained quiet as he listened to the story. The Prussian blue eyes stared straight into the dark violet orbs. Yes, they were dark, not shiny ones he was acquainted to but somehow Heero felt like he had seen them before. Yes, sometimes when they were in the battlefields, fighting with the OZ army.

//Anyone who see me must die!//

Duo always said that with those eyes - dark and deadly. Had that all the time been Shinigami?

"Duo loves you so much, you know?"

Heero suddenly looked up straight to the boy. `Nani?'

"Yes, he has loved you for so long, but dared not to tell you."

Heero felt his cheek went hot for no reason. `What's this baka talking about?'

"But I'm not like him. Duo may try to ignore or hide his feeling under his fake mask but I won't let any stupid reasons to stop me from getting what I want." The braided pilot eyed the Japanese boy dangerously.

Shinigami shifted a little, making Heero tense his muscle, preparing to counter if the other was going to attack him.

The braided boy only chuckled at Heero's action, ignoring the dead glare from him. "You are so lovely, indeed. That's why Duo is so in love with you," he spoke in amusement, "and the more he loves you, the more my lust for you grows."

Heero kept silent but was alert in every breath. `The drug should take effect now,' Heero sipped his coffee, `and at this dosage, only a single gulp could take him down.'

But then Heero sensed something strange as he saw Shinigami smirk.

"Are you waiting for something?" The braided boy lifted his cup and drank the coffee to the last drop, then turned the empty cup over before his face and put it down on the table. "The coffee is marvelous."

That's when Heero realized that something was wrong. The Japanese boy jumped up from the chair but his knees got weakened that he had to use the table to support himself.

"You… you switched the cup…" `When?'

"Bingo! It's your own mistake to underestimate the ex- professional thief's ability." Shinigami smirked, walking toward the boy whose system got weakened by the drug. "And you act as if I hadn't known you long enough to read your mind."

Heero ground his teeth, trying to push his body away from the table but could only take a few steps back before slumping down onto the floor.

"Oh, I see. It's Nyler…"

Heero tried to get up on his elbows but his arms were already drained out of energy, sending his body to collapse on the floor once again. Finally, Heero could lay passive only and do nothing as he saw a pair of limbs approaching him closer, and closer…

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TBC.

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