Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Sometimes Life Love goes strange ways ❯ Sometimes Life Love goes strange ways ( One-Shot )

Umm..yeah... I get the strangest ideas at the strangest places…. I don't know where I got the idea for this fic,… oh, yeah..at the bus I think… on my way to my granny… or… `the invisible man', I got the idea during cooking ^^''. Strange, really.. however, I hope this willcome out just as angsty as I want … yeah… have fun ^^.

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Disclaimer: Nonono, I do not own any of the characters. They belong to their respective and creative owners. But the story is mine --.

Title: Sometimes Life Love goes strange ways

Author: cryingPhoenix

e-mail: cryingPhoenix@hotmail.com

Rating:NC-17

Pairing: basically 1x2, but not too much of it

Category/Warnings: Yaoi, AU, TWT, OOC, OC, Heeros POV,Angst, Darkness, Semi -Rape, blood, etc. weirdness, prostitution, death; oh, and lemon-try ( my second, it won't be too good) Relena.mention-but she dies ^.^

Note: I do hope that this will be really angsty and stuff, if it does, PLEASE TELL ME. Cuz I'm afraid all I can write is sappiness ;(.

Sometimes Life Love goes strange ways

A madhouse, somewhere at the edge of a town. People tend to use other words for `madhouse', but this one is really just for mad people. There are a few exeptions, a few patients are just lightly disturbed, but most guys are just as crazy as me. Maybe even worse. But still, I consider myself as a quite normal one among the mad people here. However, the reason why I write this stuff here is actually another one: the weirdo who keeps digging around in my mind and my psychological something ordered me to write down the reason why I came in here. So, I'll tell him and the rest of the world, on paper, how a braided boy probably around the same age as me could turn my life upside down and, without even being present, bring me into the madhouse I'm sitting in.

To understand all of this, I will probably have to explain this boy's background. Cuz he came out of the same madhouse I am sitting in right now as I met him for the first time. He had been in there because he hadn't spoken a word since he was brutally raped at the age of 4. As I heard later, he was so quiet afterwards and also ate less that his parents got worried and called a psychiatrist to help him. But his parents weren't rich and had to take a very cheap doc. And their son had to pay the price for it for the weirdo didn't help the boy but increased his problems with another rape. As I heard, his secretary came in just as he was in the middle of screwing the 4 year old boy silly. And as the police tried to arrest the guy for that, the asshole took the poor boy as a hostage and, instead of helping the boy, the police shot the man who was holding him tightly, and due to that, the braided boy not only learned to distrust any people in general, but he also learned that he had to distrust especially the police and doctors. Not to mention that he was more than just disturbed now.

So, at the age around 7 or something, he was kicked out of school because he never spoke a word and didn't really work, had one negative mark at the other and soon the headmaster was fed up with it. So, after many hard discussions and pros and cons, his parents decided to put him into the madhouse for they thought it would be the best way to heal their boy. But it had been way to late, I know it. He was kept in this madhouse until about 10 years later, the big boss said that it was useless and everything. They kicked him out. As far as I remember, it even rained outside. The security guards, who had become friends with him, sadly waved him good-bye as the boy, well, now young man had to leave. This is what I have been told. And the following lines you read, is the terror that is life. It is what I have experienced. Not only due to the boy that stepped into my life, but in general. Let's take a walk around the deepest dephts of my mind and soul.

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It was, as I said, rainy on that day as I walked down an empty street, being all by myself. I had just lost a job and was walking through the whole town until I was wet from head to toe. I didn't think about anything, just wandered around without any plans how I could get another job and effort my little, cheap, stuffed, flat I was living in right now. I remember exactly that I told myself to wait until there was no other chance before I would really try to convince the owner of the house in my - charming way- that I needed just one or two more month before I could pay again. It had worked twice before, and I hoped that it would work again.

However, as I walked down the street, I suddenly heard some muffled sounds, coming from the left. As I turned my head, I could only see a container full of garbage, but I realized soon enough that the sounds were coming from behind the container. And as I walked around it,I saw him. Actually, the first thing that caught my eye was his hair. It was unbelievable long and sprawled over the floor around the boy. The boy himself was sitting on the floor, back pressed against the wall behind him. In front of him was a disgusting, big, fat man who held one hand firmly over the boy's mouth, producing the muffled sound as the man had his other hand on the longhaired boy's length, moving over it roughly. I could only stand there in shock as I watched the boy crying hard everytime the man moved up and down his penis.

After watching for a few more seconds, I finally regained my senses and quickly made up a plan how to help the boy . But before I could interfere, I heard a soft cracking noise and a muffled scream from the boy. And me, being Mr.Supersmart and always informed, I quickly understood that the fucking rapist had just broken raped boy's cock. For all of you who don't know this: although a man's penis has no bones, the erectile tissues can split. And poor long haired boy was the best example that it hurt even more than just hell.

The rapist made a funny face of confusement as he looked at the boy's cock and probably wondered what kind of sound it was that he had heard. I took my chance and quickly moved the man away from the shocked boy. Okay, I didn't just move him, I punched him in the face once, and hard, so that he was knocked out immediately. Angry, I stared down at him and was at the edge of punching him a few more times as a low whimper behind me made me remember that there was still an injured boy to be taken care of. So I turned around and kneeled down beside the boy, quickly looking for his clothes. As I couldn't find them, I decided to take a closer look at him instead.

He had a beautiful eye colour, probably the most beautiful blue I have ever seen. Perfect eyebrows curved over those pretty eyes. A beautiful nose matched the roundness of his face which made it look a bit heart-shaped. The bangs hanging in front of his eyes were all wet and dripping due to the rain. But still, he looked a bit like an angel. Exept for the fact that, if he had been an angel, god would have probably stopped the pain the boy had to go through.

After admiring his beauty for a few more moments, I moved on to the much more unpleasant work - overviewing his injuries. There was an ugly bruise on the side of his cheek, even a bit scratched. There was blood running down that scratch, and some blood ran down his lower lip, probably from biting down on it to ease the pain of - the broken penis. Right. As I moved my hand down to check how bad it was, he suddenly winced in shock and quickly pulled his knees up to his chest,quickly hugging them to hide his completely naked body from me. I didn't move for a second or two before it came back to me that the boy had been raped a few minutes ago. So, my first mission was to calm the boy down.

"Hey, calm down." I started. Not the smartest thing, but a start. "I don't want to hurt you. Do you understand? I don't want to do anything to you, I d o n o t want to harm you any further." I saw that his former horrified face relaxed a bit at my words and changed into some sort of pleading look. I also noticed that he loosened up the grip on his knees to give his length a bit more space. It reminded me that we had to see a doctor immediately or he would probably loose his ability to have an erection ever again.

"Listen. I can imagine that your cock has to hurt like hell, and I can imagine that you will probably want to go home as soon as possible to hide somewhere." He gave a small nod with his head and kept staring at me with his big,pleading eyes while he hugged his upper body to warm him up a bit. "But listen. The cracking soud you heard was a very bad sign. And the pain is another sign for the fact that you might have broken your penis." His eyes widened, if possible, even further as I told him that, and he shook his head desperately, definetly not wanting to believe the fact. I quickly caught his head and stilled it in its task, making him look at me.

"If we make it to a doctor quickly, it will be no problem. But in case you want to have sex ever again, you will have to undergo an operation. And you have to do that now." As I let go of his head, he started to cry again and shook his head just slightly while bowing it slowly. I sighed, able to imagine how afraid he had to be and how desperate he was to have the pain eased a bit. So I suddenly came up with the weird idea of earning his trust first to convince him to go to a doc later. We didn't have the time, but I couldn't force him, could I? Anyway, I cleared my throat and quickly thought about a topic I could talk about before choosing one.

"I'm Heero." I reached out my hand and offered it to him. He stared at the hand and didn't do anything for minutes, probably afraid that I would do anything bad to him, but after he noticed that I didn't move a muscle, he slowly reached out his own hand and took mine. And as I saw his face slowly losing all the tenseness and his hand ever so slowly shaking my own, I had to think about some of those wild tribes who didn't have such manners as we had, like shaking one's hands when you were greeting someone for the first time. I saw the boy smiling slowly as he noticed that I indeed didn't harm him but kept shaking his hand, him controlling the speed. Although he was enjoying himself with shakingmy hand, I wanted to know what the boys name was.

"Please, tell me, what's your name?" I asked him, and he moved his lips, but no sound came out. My first thought was that I was just not hearing him for some reason, but as I stopped his hand's movement, he looked at me with big, confused eyes. "What did you say?" I asked him, and he smiled again, moving his lips once more. It was this second time that I finally understood that the boy was muted.Or at least he didn't speak. At that time I couldn't tell.

"Judo?" I asked him, not really believing my own question, and he shook his head no. Well, what can I say? I never made that lip-reading class in school and now I regretted it. No big deal. But I had to guess further to get his real name. So he moved his lips again, and I guessed.

"Lupo?" He giggled somehow as I asked him that. But nevertheless, he moved his lips again, trying to `pronounce' the single letters more clearly so that I would finally guess right. My eyes were glued to his lips as he moved them once more, and as I said nothing, he tried it again, and again, until I finally came out of my fascination of his beautiful lips and whispered.

"Duo.." He clapped his hands in joy before suddenly sneezing right into my face. I closed my eyes, my face probably slighty contorted in disgust before whiping away the wetness of his sneeze. As I opened my eyes, I could see him blushing, probably ashamed of his action.

"Oh, It's no problem, really." I reassured him before getting out a hanky for him. They were probably the only dry thing on me. That reminded me of the fact that he was still naked and probably freezing his ass off. "Duo?" I asked him. And as he nodded, I looked around once more. "Where are your clothings, Duo? You will catch a cold if you stay here." Or die, I added mentually. His face, which had been looking quite happy just a moment ago, suddenly turned into horrified again as he probably thought about his rape again. Stupid me.

"Duo, sorry, I didn't mean it …. I didn't want you to remember it again. But you will get seriously ill." I tried to reason while he cried again. I didn't know what to do. My clothes were all wet, he had none, it was raining, and I couldn't get him home( although he should have been in a hospital by now) without him getting serious health problems. So I thought about another possibility. Fuck the fact that I carried my l a s t money with me. "I'll be right back." I told him before quickly dashing away to the next shop which had some clothings.

With my body full of adrenaline, I guess it took me about 5 minutes to run to the cloth shop and back, having spent my last money, but some warm and cosy things to dress the boy, Duo, with. As I came back to the little side street, I noticed that he had taken the rapists shirt as a blanket and shook with cold already. I made some sounds with my bag and he quickly looked up, eyes shining hopefully as he spotted the bag I held.

"I hope they're your size." I told him before handing him a warm, black cotton boxershort, some green panty hose, a warm pair of socks, a thick,blue jean, a white tank-top, some blue shirt with funny little dots on it and a cosy, black cotton pullover. And faster than I had handed him the things, he had put them on, looking quite satisfied for the moment before his face quickly showed the pain of his injury. Bending down a bit to look at him, I tried a puppy-eye look to make him go to the doctor.

"Please?" I asked him before he sighed deeply, slowly nodding. And as I smiled at him, I explained what I planned to do before heading for a phone box to call the ambulance. A few minutes later it had arrived and I sat down beside him as they drove us to the nearest hospital.

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I don't know how I managed to convince them, but in the end they did the operation although I couldn't pay. Neither could Duo. I was sitting in the waiting room nervously while waiting for one of the docs to come out and tell me if everything went okay. I think hours passed before one of those jerks finally went over to me to take me with him.

"Did everything work?" I asked worried while following the man down a corridor.

"Oh,sure thing. It was close, very close, but we managed to repair the erectile tissues. In a few weeks, he should be able to screw again." The doctor grinned, and I grinned back weekly, not able to find it a bit funny. We stopped at a door without any name plaquet. No wonder, Duo must have been out in there a few minutes ago.

"Is he awake?" Usually, that would be a stupid question, but as it turned out, it wasn't for the doc answered me. " Yes, he is. I don't get it how he actually managed to stay conscious during the whole operation." I stared at him wide-eyed. "You didn't give him any tranquillizers!?" I shouted at the doc. Poor Duo had to suffer enough before, and now they operated him while he was wide awake! I was angry.

"Hey, listen. We tried to give him some for about half an hour, but, although he had that injury, he managed to outsruggle 5 body-builders. So we gave up and told him that, if he didn't get an injection, he would be operated while being fully aware of everything. And he nodded." I just shook my head in disbelief before going inside the room.

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*Note: sorry for leaving out so much but it's not that important and the story must go on, ne? ^^. And since it's already after midnight and I have school tomorrow, I'll try to do as much as possible today to finish the whole thing tomorrow.-In case you want to have something more here, tell me and I'll maybe take the time and write it ^^*

One or two weeks after that Duo was finally able to leave the hospital again, and I had no idea how to pay the hospital bill or my flat. The problem with the flat could be solved, but for the hospital, there was just one way. And I didn't like it that I had to go that way again. A few years ago, when I left my parents to show everyone how grown-up I was, the only way for me to get money was - prostitution. It was'nt t h e one and only job I craved for,but you got well-paid and after some time, you were able to make some real good friends. And now was the time that I needed them again. I knew that one or two nights would be enough, if I worked through the whole night, and I could pay the hospital bill and the flat. After I made sure that Duo would be able to stay at my flat alone without trying anything funny ( he was actually very exhausted), I quickly looked for my old clothings, a short leather jacket that barely hid some of my upper chest and the deltamuscle, maybe some of the biceps as well, and my tight tight leather shorts. I was ready.

After waiting nervously in my thrown over coat for about 5 minutes in front of the apartment building, I finally heard the car approaching, and as I turned, I could see the rainbowcoloured van driving towards me. As it stopped in front of me, my exitement grew for I was going to see my old friends again. As the door swung open, I suddenly felt glomped from all sites and as I realized later, all four of them were hugging me tightly from some site, and I tried to hug them back just as hard.

"Heero! Finally you show up again!" One said out loud, and I realized that it was Tom-Tom speaking to me. He was the one who had helped me through tis time, and although he was happy that I managed to get out of the scene, he had told me that, whenever I needed some help again, I could just call him. He had the name Tom-Tom because he was an orphan and had been found on the streets, right beside some thrown away Tom-Toms. As the others let go of me, I hugged him completely and lifted him up playfully before putting him down again to pull back.

"How are you, Tom-Tom?" I smiled at him and he tugged at my jacket playfully. "I'm fine exept for the fact that you have the wrong effects on the wrong people with that jacket and your unbelievable sexy body." To underline the statement, he pulled me close to him and rocked his hips against mine once or twice - ui[1], he was really hard. And it made me grin.

"Be ashamed, Tom-Tom. You always told me not to get excited during work, ne?" Nevertheless, I gave him a quick kiss onto his lips to tease him a bit before a low grunt caught my attention. That grunt, it was only existing once, I tell you. It was a sweet grunt, and at the same time it was really grumbly.

"Relena.." I brought out as I turned around to face her. She hadn't had changed in all the years, just like Tom-Tom, who had been my first, by the way. While Tom-Tom had grown in height and increased his strenght ( I could feel the extra trained muscles he had gained), Relena's only change was that her hair was a bit longer now.

"Heero, I'm glad you were finally able to come and visit us again." She smiled at me and gave me a quick kiss onto the cheek. I just smiled at her, not wanting that Tom-Tom and Belly-Melly got in a fight again because Belly-Melly was jealous of me and Tom-Tom always felt like protecting me from all bad woman, although we were friends.

Belly-Melly was quite heavy, but the weight was well balanced; while her arms were pretty slim, like her waist, she had a cute belly( that earned her her name), and muscular thighs. Of course her breasts weren't all that bad as well. However,the nameless boy, Melly's `little brother' as she called him, was anything but beautiful to look at. Thin, boney, small, glasses, just what you would call a nerd. He wasn't really able to earn money anyway for he looked more like a school boy than a male whore. That was why he was with the rest of them. Those four were sharing their earned money and their bills. When I was still with them, I did that as well. That's why I had such great problems when leaving the scene. I wasn't used to pay all for myself. Actually, I'm still not used to it, but well.

"I hope you guys can really help me to get some money. The hospital is always a step behind me, watching me, wanting their money." I wanted to explain further, but Tom-Tom shushed me. "Then stop talking and start working, my favorite little whore." Normally, anyone should have been angry, but I knew how he meant it, and since we had been walking through real deep shit together, he had the right to tease me like that. I gave him a hot kiss as my response, laying one leg over his hip to grind against him for a few times before going into the van, grinning like an idiot all the time. I had really missed those guys!!

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"Oh, I hope to see you again soon, sweetie." My last costumer patted my ass once more before going back inside his car to drive somewhere. And I grinned wicked as I secured the money I had just earned in my hidden pocket of the jacket. Smirking, I straightened my clothes before proceeding to walk in a sexy way in order to attract more costumers. Just before a loud scream caught my attention.

"Heero!!! Heero, come quick!!!" It was Melly. And I had a bad feeling about it. Melly usually didn't scream like mad, especially not after me.

"What's wrong?" I asked her calm as she had finally reached me, panting heavily but not resting for a moment.

"It's, it's Re - Relena. They…." She stopped for a moment to whimper before breaking out into tears. "They shot her. She's bleeding and everything and we can't get help. The ambulance won't come, they have no spare team right now and we don't know what to do.She can't just…." I quickly pressed her against my chest to calm her.

"Shhhhh…..tell me where she is and I'll see if I can do anything for her." I stroked her black hair slowly before she nodded weakly and pulled away to run into the direction where she had come from. And I followed. We passed a few pubs and bars, drunken guys lying on the streets and some garbage containers before she finally stopped at one of those containers. Some of the rubbish bags and loose garbage were collected beside the container and, on top of it was Relena. Her sght wasn't all too rosy.

There was one gun shot at her right shoulder. The wound caused a great loss of blood, and that blood was running down her chest and over the hand that pressed a piece of clothing onto the wound. Her face was already pale due to the loss, and I told myself that it was hopeless. She had no chance. Still, I wanted to say good-bye. So I looked over to Belly-Melly, and as she gave me a nod, I went over to Relena and grabbed her spare hand as soon as I had arrived. She tried to open her eyes,but couldn't, so she spoke instead.

"Heero?" she whispered weakly. I nodded before speaking up.

"Relena, I think you know it's the end. That's why I want to say good-bye. So, good-bye, Lena. We'll meet again in hell." I grinned weakly, and she smiled back. A last kiss onto her cheek and I felt her heart slowly stop beating. Her hand in mine became limp, and I carefully put it onto her chest and made a quick cross before going back to Melly. I whispered into her ears words of comfort, quickly laying a hand on her shoulder before walking over to Tom-Tom, who had arrived just a moment before. After explaining he situation to him, I continued.

"This is too much for me on one day, Tom. I'll go back to Duo to see how he is. Just make sure Melly doesn't make anyhing stupid, okay?" He nodded and I gave him a kiss onto his lips, quickly running my tongue along his bottom lip before pulling back again to go. As I walked away, I noticed that Tom-Tom had given me some money into my secret pocket during the kiss. I smiled as I knew that these were the only real friends I got. But it didn't matter what would happen, they would always be there to help me.

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I carefully opened the door to my little flat, not wanting for Duo to hear me. As I closed the door behind me, I quickly discarded my shoes to the left and walked along the small corridor until I reached my little room. Opening the cupboard, I quickly changed clothings and gave the leather outfit down as good as possible, hiding it under other trousers, socks and shirts before getting my father's old shirt to sleep in. It reached to my knees - long enough.Just as I closed the cupboard, I was confronted with two curious blue eyes staring at me. It shocked me so much that I nearly fell backwards onto the floor.

"D - Duo." He grinned as he hovered over me. "What .. why are you awake? You should be sleeping." He made some annoyed face and moved his lips as if he tried to speak. But me not able to read his lips, I just looked at him until he got the idea and frowned. So he began gesticulating with his hands. He pointed at me. "What's wrong with me?" I asked him before he continued and pointed at himself, then he placed his right hand over his eyes and looked around. "You were looking for..?" I tried. And he nodded and pointed at me again. "Oh,so you were looking for me." And he nodded happily. "So you were looking for me .. after I left?" Now he clapped his hands in joy as we came closer to the resolution of this riddle.

He made no further move though and left me guessing what else he could mean. And it made'click' inside my head. "So, after you fell asleep and I left, you woke up again and looked for me in my apartment, right?" He nodded before yawning once. "Okay, so.. do you mean that you were worried as you couldn't find me?" He nodded again. "Sorry." He looked at me in surprise at first but then went over to where I was standing and wanted to hug me, but suddenly he stopped before he could give his arms around me. Shit, I forgot that I was still smelling like sex and .. other stuff as well. He looked at me bewildered before mouthing something like `why'. I sighed before trying to explain. But how should I tell him that I was a whore and slept with more than 6 men today to get the money to pay the hospital bill?

"Duo.. I.." I couldn't tell him. He would feel guilty and would believe that he is responsible for the high bill and that I had to do it in order to get the money. But all rational thoughts said good-bye to me as he suddenly ran a hand over my cock, which hardened slowly at the touch. I bit my lip, not wanting to let the moan escape my mouth as he continued to caress me through my shirt. Then he suddnely pulled away and smiled at me seducively. The first question that ran through my head was: He was gay? And I proceeded to find that out.

"Duo?" He looked at me, smiling while sitting down on my bed. "Are.. are you gay?" He grinned and nodded slowly. Strange that I hadn't noticed it before. However, I looked at him, a bit in shock as he suddenly pulled up his t-shirt and removed it completely - he was naked under it. I groaned inwardly as I noticed that he slowly hardened. He closed his eyes and sat on his heels before slowly taking his erection into his hand. It was a quite erotic scene, I tell you.

His hair was still braided, but he slowly unbraided it with his free hand, slow and sexy while lifting his hips slowly and lowering them again - a very sexy rhythm. Section after section of his hair became free and he shook his head slightly to free the mass completely. As he was finally finished with his hair, he opened his eyes again and looked at me,pleading. Me myself didn't understand the message, but I walked over to him nevertheless. Although I could not understand why he was doing any of this, my body was still not willing to refuse his offer. As he looked down at himself slowly stroking his erection, he glanced back up at me before looking down again, and after a few more times I finally understood why he was pleasuring himself.

"Yeah, it really works well again.I'm glad we didn't see the doc too late." I told him smiling, getting all exited myself as I kept watching him. Shyly, he suddenly took one of my hands, guiding me to sit down in front of him and ever so slowly he led my hand to his busy one. I looked at him, unsure if he really wanted this, but as he met my gaze, I could see the pleasure in his eyes and the slight redness of his cheeks from the exitement of what he was doing. So I took the offer and started guiding his hand, leading it to make Duo shiver with pleasure. I saw him open his mouth- I guess he tried to moan, but either he really couldn't or he was just too far gone to let it out. Maybe he was just shy. But that would make no sense since he was letting me lay a hand on his probably most important body part.

"Duo, what do you want?" I asked him. I know that he was showing a great amount of trust since his last rape was just a few weeks ago. So I didn't want to do anything that could make him remember the terrible experience. And I think all of you know that, as far as sex is concerned, you do not need words all the time. And I was right for he slowly gave away my hand and put both of his onto the back of my head, pressing it down gently, and I got the message.

I looked up once more, into his half-lidden eyes while resting my head right in front of his hard cock. I traced it with my index finger teasingly, running it up his length and over the tip for a few more moments before placing a kiss on the head, suckling there for just a few seconds before stopping again to look up at him once more. He had closed his eyes and his face was flushed - no sign of discomfort there. I smiled to myself before stucking my tongue out to lick from head to base once. It made him shiver, I could feel it. So I continued, running my tongue up and down slowly, once or twice a bit faster, and then slow again before swallowing him completely. And this time he really made a sound: he gasped in surprise and, happy to be able to make him make sounds, I sucked once or twice before moving my whole mouth over his hot length. His sounds continued for he let out a sexy moan,followed by a few gasp and a deep groan. As I continued to suck him, he started panting - a sign that he was slowly moving towards the edge. One of his hands started to play with my hair while I tried to get more of his erection into my mouth. And I succeded, starting to hum a bit to make him come at last. And after a half strangled cry,I felt his whole body stiffen for just a moment before he shot his release into my mouth. I was a whore,so I managed to swallow all of it before it could escape my mouth.

As I noticed that he wanted to collaps back onto the bed, I quickly caught him and laid him down gently. He was panting, but had a contented expression on his face. He murmured something, and my eyes were suddenly glued onto his lips. They weren't what you call perfect, red lips. No, they were quite rosy and not really full, but still, they were his, and I was curious to know what they felt like. So I bent down to place a soft kiss onto Duo's lips. Although Tom-Tom had softer lips, I liked the taste of him. Strange that every person's kiss tasted different. So I did what I had done before, running my tongue over his bottom lip,of course to get access to his whole mouth. But I didn't want to force him onto anything and waited until he parted his lips out of his free will.

And willing he was as I tasted his mouth with my tongue, caressing his own until he was encouraged enough to come along with me and let his tongue dance. My hands followed the example as I let them wander over his body. I started a his shoulders, slowly running them down his arms and switching over to his chest. My mouth followed a few moments after it,leaving his mouth to gasp,moan, whatever he felt like doing. I nibbled at his collarbone and licked the side of his neck once before moving to a weak spot - the nipples. While my hands were moving up and down his sides, my mouth slowly licked his right nipple, and I heard him release a low growl. Encouraged, I took the nipple in my mouth and sucked it, carressing it with my tongue from time to time. As I pulled away, the nipple was completely hard and the area around it was coloured lightly red - well, I probably sucked a bit too hard. Wanting him to have all kind of different feelings, I toyed with his left nipple with my fingers only, twirling it, pinching it once and then twirling it again.

He was panting hard as I finally released the area of his chest. I saw that he was hard again, and it made me remember that I had the same problem. As if he could read my mind, he slowly moved forward until I lay under him. Some of his hair hung down from his shoulder while the rest cascaded around him a bit. He grinned down at me before moving my shirt up slowly, running his hands over my chest as soon as it was freed. I could tell by the way he moved his hand that he was enjoying it. Well, why not let him enjoy himself? Tugging at the shirt a bit harder, I got the message and rose just enough so that he could get it off completely. With both of us naked, and hard, I knew that it was justa matter of time now until one of us got screwed. The romantic people would say `making love', but I couldn't say that I really loved him. While being a prostitute some years ago, I was `trained' to surpress my feelings. But I liked him, that was for sure. Maybe, maybe I could learn to love him someday, that's what I told myself.

All thoughts stopped as he suddenly rocked against me. It was a wonderful feeling when doing it with clothes over one's arousal, but,oh god, with no barrier I felt like coming right there. And I showed Duo just how much I enjoyed it for I moaned as loud as possible. "God.. Duo.." Was all I brought out. And, not to my delight, he stopped rocking and straddled my thighs. But before I could regain my senses, I felt him grab my cock and before I knew what had happened, he had pushed down onto me.

"Duo!" I shouted as he sheated me completely. He panted heavily and I didn't understand why he did that. It had to hurt him. And a lot. I saw the tears running down his cheeks as his ass tried to adjust, but he didn't take the time to relax and quickly lifted himself up to ram back down. He howled out in pain while I had to moan in pleasure before he continued with a few hard and fast thrusts down onto me. Luckily I was able to catch his hips before he could hurt himself any further. Stilling him in his task, I saw the tears runnung down from his face rapidly; back then I could only guess why he did it, why he hurt himself freely, but now I know that he did it because he didn't know any better. The only way he had experienced sex was in form of a rape, and usually, you don't go slow or gentle while doing so.

"Duo.. please look at me.." I said with the most soothing voice I was able to speak with. And I sighed in relief inwardly as he opened his eyes to look down at me. He placed his hands onto my shoulders to steady himself a bit. Although he didn't move, his tears were still running down his face and dripping onto my chest. I reached up one hand to stroke his cheek lightly, and his reaction came immediately for he clutched onto my hand with his before pulling it down to place it onto his chest. I could feel his heartbeat under my fingers, and didn't understand what he wanted to tell me, but nevertheless, I enjoyed it. Before he released my hand, he placed a kiss onto it and stroked it a few times with his thumb. I looked at his watery eyes before moving my hands onto his hips.

"Listen. It means so much to me that you let me be with you like this; but I don't want you to be hurt in the process, okay? I wanna take this slow, so that you feel as much pleasure as me myself." I saw another tear escaping his eyes and saw him moving his lips again, this time choking out some funny sounds. "O..o.." I thjink he tried to say something, but he couldn't. People,don't underestimate it, he hadn't spoken for about 13 years, no wonder he couldn't.

"Do you want me to do this?" I asked him and he nodded immediately, still trying to say something. "O.. oo.." He lifted his hips and I slowed his movement, letting him take his time this time. I moaned softly as he brushed against my hard length and back down, slowly. I managed to make up a snailpace rhythm that fit both of us. He wasn't in pain, I could tell it the way he moaned and the way he moved his back. Not to mention the flushed face that had returned. As I continued this pace for a few minutes, I slowly moved my hands away and, to my delight, Duo was able to make up the rhythm alone. He had learned it. After some more minutes, he even managed to release my shoulders and started to caress himself during the slow ride. It turned me on, I can tell you. Not only that he was pleasuring my body with his movements, but he was pleasuring my mind as well. I groaned out loud for I felt like exploding otherwise. He was caressing his nipples while still moving up and down my cock slowly.And as he brought his hand down to his own arousal, he suddenly choked out the word he was trying to say the whole time.

"O.. Oro..oro..oro..[2]" Each word a movement down and a stroke over his length. I didn't know how much more I could take before I could feel him tighten around me, and with that, I finally came, releasing my seed into him. "God.." I groaned as I felt the tension go away. Just as I came, he followed me and spilled his seed onto my chest, letting out a deep sigh before he collapsed onto me and continued speaking that strange word. "Oro, oro, oro,…." Although I still didn't understand, I stroked his hair lazily as I felt myself being very dizzy. "Duo.. are you okay?" I asked him, actually being too tired to really care for he nodded anyway. I felt myself drift off, my only lullaby Duo's single word `oro' and his heartbeat next to my own.

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As I woke up the next morning, I noticed that I was alone in my bed. But before I could panick, I heard the water running in the bath, so I relaxed again before standing up slowly, making my way to Duo, for I was sure that he would be there.

"Hey, how are you feeling, Duo?" I asked him while walking inside the bath. The first thing I noticed was the shattered mirror and the fact that the water was running all by itsself. A bad feeling overcame me and I walked to the shower, nearly ripping off the shower curtain.

Oro, coming from the word orare, means I plea, but I guess Duo had meant it in the way of `please'. He had pleaded, but what he meant, I didn't understand when he had said it. Now that I look over it once more, I understand, well, I guess I know what he had meant. When placing my hand over his heart, he had given his life into my hands. And he tried to tell me that I should save his life. And I didn't understand. Although it had been 2 years by now, I still couldn't get over it and never talked about it. But I know that this weirdo won't be satisfied when I don't try..

Duo had cut his wrists with a piece of mirror.. there had been blood everywhere in the shower. On the walls were streaks of blood and I barely noticed the giant cut at his waist. Although I didn't knw how I was feeling, I felt the tears drip down from my eyes rapidly. He looked like a fallen angel with his hair loose, laid around him like wings. At least I had to think of wings when seeing it.

Duo was smarter than you would have believed. He knew how to kill himself… he cut his wrists vertical, that made the blood flood out faster. My first reaction after seeing him like this was to follow him, so I took the same piece of mirror that was still in his hands and had cut into his palm and broke the skin of my wrist, horizontal. My feelings were mixed up completely as I saw the wound bleeding, and the first thing I did was to kneel down beside Duo. Ilifted his still and already stiff figure and hugged him. I didn't care that I was gettingall bloody as well, all I wanted was the closeness to him. I don't know how much time passed as I heard a sudden knock on my door and, as if not being myself, I stood up and went to answer the door. It was the owner of the house. As I opened the door, she shrieked out loud as she saw my naked, bloody form and, as if that shriek was my final undoing, I collapsed into her arms.

The next thing I remember was me being shifted and moved onto some stretcher and, as I opened my eyes, I quickly panicked. "Duo!" I shouted, knowing myself that he wouldn't answer,but I didn't want his body to be seperated from me. I jumped up as I realized that I was in front of my flat and ran inside again to get to Duo again. The ambulance ran after me and circled me as I knelt in the shower, holding the dead body of my friend close to me.

"Leave him alone." I cried, tears running freely over my cheeks. "Sir, he is dead. We just want to.." I nearly exploded with anger as I heard his comment. "I know that he is dead!! But I won't let you take him from me!! I won't, I won't I won't!!!" I shouted at them and out of the corner of my eye I saw one man approaching with a syringe. And before I knew what had happened, they held me still.

"Let me go!!" I struggled, kicked, bit them, anything to get to Duo again."Duo!!" I shouted as the syringe was near my arm."Duo!!!!" Then, a sting, and everything darkened.

After that I woke up at the hospital, and nothing really exiting happened, besides the fact that I was declared of ill mental health and brought into my cell, undergoing about five different therapies. It had one good thing: after the 5th therapy, I understood that I had been disturbed right from the start, but the incident with Duo had killed out all emotions in me. Nice to be told, hu? I think there is nothing more to say about all this. I have told everyone my darkest secrets, the most beautiful days of my life, and the most horrifying twist I ever experienced. Now that all of you know this, there is only one more thing to do…

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[1]umm..yeah.. common in german; dunno if you all know it. Nevertheless, it's a sound you make when being surprised. ^^

[2]it is explained later ^.^.

Okay, it's really finished… finally.. it's finished. I hope you all liked it. I'll try to add it to ff.net as well, but I'll have to cut out a few things for that… anyway… It had snowed today!!! The first snow in vienna for the year!!! Yyaaaayyy!!! ..aham.. anyway.. please review.. it's really important for me.. I'm so unsure about the whole thing…

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