Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ The Next Generation: For You I Will ❯ Shopping and Hints ( Prologue )

The Next Generation: For You I Will.

Rating: Will be NC-17 in the future

Warnings: YAOI! Lemon, slightly angsty but not bad. More like sugar coated angst. m/m relationship ahoy.

A/N: for those of you who have read my Christmas surprises story, this is for you. The first installment of the relationship between Haruka and Hannan, told through Haruka. This story will take you through a roller coaster of emotions, or it may just be humor and sugary throughout. I have yet to decide. We have Cameo's by the parents, siblings, aunts, uncles, cousins, etc. All that I have mentioned in the previous story, plus! Many more new characters being added. Gavin and Xavier play major rolls within the story, but only one plays a part with our two boys. The other they have fun with (and not like that you sicko's). Can you guess which is which, before you start? And onward now, too the very beginning of For You I Will.

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I started as someone shook my shoulder. I hurriedly pressed pause on my c.d. player and yanked off my headphones, while looking to see who disturbed me. Chastity. "What do ya want?"

My twin sister smirked and flipped her ridiculously short auburn hair, "Hannan's here. Wants to know if you'd go to the mall with him."

I nodded and slid off my bed, "Aye, go tell him I will, I just have to get dressed first."

Chastity eyed me, "Oh, I dunno, I think he'd like you like that." I was still just in my boxers. Wasn't going to get dressed on a Saturday morning unless I had too.

I rolled my eyes and began pushing her out of the room, "Grow up Chas, he's totally straight. Now scoot."

"I'm not the one that needs to grow up!" She yelled through my closed door.

I yet again rolled my eyes, and turned to my closet. What the hell was I going to where? Hannan may be straight, but you never know, maybe I could convert him or something. I dug around and finally pulled a pair of my leather pants off the hanger then began hunting for a shirt. Oh, violet silk button up blouse. Had billowy sleeves that flowed over the cuff at my wrist. Would also bring out my eyes perfect. Yep, I have violet eyes, inherited them from my pa. I also have my dad's dark, chocolate colored hair.

I hurriedly threw on my clothes and a pair of combat boots before pulling my hair back in a ponytail. Oops, something I forgot to mention, my hair is about mid-back in length. I glanced in the mirror on the way out and blushed. I had never dressed like this. Damn, I looked good. Just hoped Hannan thought the same.

I made sure to close my bedroom door. I do not trust my siblings. My c.d.s always seemed to disappear on their own, and my sisters, excluding Chastity, swear up and down they didn't take them. The little liars.

"Hey, Haruka…" Hannans greeting kind of faded as his eyes fell on me. I blushed yet again.

"Hey Hannan. Isn't it a bit early to be going to the mall?" I asked, trying to ignore those gorgeous teal eyes that were boring holes into me. Instead I looked him up and down. He was wearing his football jersey and a pair of very tight jeans that must have been pored on. He wore a pair of trainers, brand new from the looks of them.

"Err, what?" He looked up at my face, finally.

"I asked whether or not this was a bit early to go to the mall. It's ten o'clock." I replied, grabbing my leather jacket off the hook.

"Well, I was hoping you would accompany me to breakfast also." Hannan muttered, blushing slightly. I couldn't believe my eyes. He blushed. Because of me. I'm gunna faint.

I nodded, "Just let me inform dad and pa." I turned and walked down the hall to the kitchen. I could still feel those eyes. I poked my head into the kitchen as I pulled on my jacket, "Dad, Pa? I'm going out. With Hannan." I added, as my parents exchanged a glance.

My dad spit out his coffee across the table and turned to my pa with wide eyes, "Duo, did he just say what I think he said?"

Pa smirked, "'Bout damn time, too."

My eyes raised right along with dads, "Er, right. Well, we're going to breakfast and the mall. See you when we get back." I edged away from the door and then booked it back down the hall, "Ready?" I asked, grabbing Hannan's arm not waiting for an answer.

"Guess so." Hannan said. He raised an arm and cupped his hand next to his mouth, "See you later Uncle Duo and Heero!" He yelled it just in time. The door slammed shut within the following second.

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"Haruka, I," Hannan paused, "Thanks for coming with, and not for dragging Chastity with. Every time we do something, you drag her with." He glared at me, "Why?"

I shrugged, "Cause at one point all three of us were extremely close. Trying to keep it up." I lied through me teeth on that one. I brought her with so she could keep me in line. She's quite the strict person, and I always knew that as long as she was around, I wouldn't do anything stupid in front of Hannan. Damn her for having that silly sleepover last night.

"Uh huh." He eyed me again, "I like that shirt on you. It brings out your eyes." He bent his head almost immediately and started to fork hash browns into his mouth.

I inwardly cheered, Yes! He noticed. Oh happy day. I decided to change the subject, well after a quick thanks of course. He smiled at that. Hmm, "So what are we shopping for? Just because or for anything in particular?"

"Something in particular. For both of us."

Oh, curiosity just spiked about a .10 on the rector scale, "Well, come on mate, don't keep it to yourself, what for?"

"There's a new club opening down on the strip and I figured we'd go tonight. It's a teen club, so no alcohol." He told me.

Aw, damn. There's a reason I hate clubs. Whenever Hannan and I go to one (We have fake I.D.'s. They jump our age up one more year. He He) I sit back and watch as babe magnet Hannan goes at it. Very depressing.

"Hannan, I appreciate the thought and all, but you know I'm not one for clubs."

Hannan leaned back with all the grace that's possible to obtain in a 6 foot 3 inch body, and just stared at me, "Haruka, I guarantee you, you'll love this club. It's not your normal run of the mill club." He grabbed the bill from its pocket, and looked at it with a nod, "On me. Not too much. C'mon. We're going to your favorite store."

Eh? Favorite store? Favorite store, favorite store. I raised an eyebrow. We're going shopping at Hot Topic? Excuse me? I normally have to drag Hannan into that store. Oh, don't get the wrong impression of me, I'm not a goth or anything, though its not a bad thing, a few of our friends are, but they have some awesome pants and shirts. I'm not big into dog collars or spikes, though, I do smoke and I have my nipple pierced and I love to wear hemp necklaces and leather chokers, but I don't wear a lot of black or devil worship shit. That's not me.

"Why?" Confusion is not a very good thing, that's for sure.

"We need clothes, and that's the perfect place to get them." Hannan rolled his eyes and started out of the diner.

I followed but at a slightly slower pace. Something was going on with that boy. If only I could figure out what it was. Heh, the glories of walking behind him. Very nice view. I also loved the way the wind played with his sandy brown hair, and his tail is going at least 50 miles an hour, so either he's very excited about something, which is more likely, or he cause some chicks eye. Or he's making me think, which hurts. Ow. I looked up from where I was now sitting on the pavement and stared at Hannan's brilliant smile.

"Bloody prat. Did you have to do that?" I growled, pulling myself up off the ground. I bent over to wipe the dirt off the back of my pants. I stood up and saw no sign of Hannan. That prick! I turned around and jumped a good fifty feet. He was standing about 5 inches away.

"Yep. That's what you get for thinking. Let's go. You know how long the drive to the mall is."

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Cripes, this is the fifth outfit that that boy has tried on, and none of them are for clubbing. Argh. Baggy pants are all well and good, but not on him. He has an ass and he's going to show the damn thing off, no matter how much pain it cause's me.

I stood up and glared at Hannan, "Oi, Git. I'll go pick out a bloody outfit for you. What kind of club is it?"

Hannan stopped in mid-twirl and stared at me like a deer caught in headlights, "Er, well, you're normal everyday ordinary club." He spit out, through much stuttering though.

I rolled my eyes, "Right, just give me a moment." I wandered through the store and came to a stop at the newest section that they added to the store. Male clubbing clothes. After looking over the selection I decided I wasn't going to get my clothes here, but I might find something for the tall git. I grabbed a pair of blue pleather flares and a silver button up shimmer shirt.

"Here." I handed over the clothes and ignored the look of disgust I received, "Just try them, will ya?"

Hannan stepped back into the room as I browsed the body piercing jewelry. I needed a new nipple ring. I was sick of the one I had in. oh, pretty. It was a gold hoop with what looked like a male fae wrapped around it. I was so getting it. I turned around as someone tapped me on the shoulder. Hannan was standing there, looking very self-conscience, "Relax." I muttered, as I looked him over. Nope, it was so not him. I shook my head, "Go change while I buy this ring. We are not going to find anything here."

Hannan nodded, "All right." He walked back to the changing room as I stepped up to the counter to purchase my find.

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Hannan stared up at the sign with a raised eyebrow, "What store is this? I've never seen it before."

I smiled, "Well, this is my second favorite store, though I don't shop here much. And the reason you haven't seen it before is because we never come down this wing." I stepped around him and walked into the store. Everything but the clothes was white, which is where it got its name, Ethereal. A haven for gay men and preppy women.

"Wow, bright." Hannan looked around with wide eyes.

"Haruka Maxwell! How smashing to see you again!" A tall, extremely thin, black man walked up to me with a huge smile.

I grinned back, "Hey Gavin!" I gave him a hug and stepped away quickly, "This is my best friend Hannan Barton-Winner."

Gavin tilted his head at Hannan and turned back to me instantly, "So, Haruka love, have you decided to take me up on my offer?"

Oh, bad idea Haruka, bad idea. I had no idea what Gavin's hours were and I meant to check for him before I came in. Gavin has had the hots for me ever since I started coming into the store, and he never fails to mention it. I like him and all as a friend, but I just can't see myself dating him. Could be because I love Hannan, but I'm not overly sure, "Same as I told you before." I said, tensing up. I managed to relax as I felt Hannan's hand fall to the small of my back. Heh, that's new.

Gavin's smile turned sinister as he followed Hannan's hand to where it connected to my back, "Right then. Well, what can I do for you gent's then?"

"We're just looking. Thanks anyway." I said, wanting to get away from that grin.

"Right. If you would like to try anything on, just hunt down me self or any of the other attendants." He walked away from us with a stiff back.

"What's his problem?" Mister oblivious asked.

I shook my head, "You."

Hannan's eyebrows shot up into his bangs, "Me? What did I do?"

I smiled slightly, "Gavin has the hots for me."

"Y~eah, I kind of guessed that." Oh, slow nod.

"Well, when you put your hand on my back, he thought you were going all possessive." I looked away and began hunting through shirts on one of the racks. Count down until confusion explosion. 5 - 4 - 3 - 2 - -

"What?!"

Told you, "Are you really that dense? Or are you faking it? Gavin thinks we're dating. Thinks that you are dominate over me, which would make me submissive which is something he doesn't want, even though he finds me gorgeous." I muttered, wandering away a bit and began pulling these really neat pants off the shelf. Grey and they look tight, with a bit of flare at the ankle. Perfect for Hannan. I handed him the pants as he walked up to me.

"Really?" He whispered, looking sort of awed.

I nodded, "Yeah, oh and thanks. By doing that, you just informed all the gays within in a twenty foot radius that I like to be submissive."

Hannan bit his lip as he stared at the pants in his hand, "Erm, is that a bad thing?"

I shook my head, "No, but that's only because I do. Well, I dominate and submit, so it's a win-win situation for me."

"Oh, ok." He looked at me as I handed over a shirt, "You're dressing me gay?"

I had to laugh at that, "No, just with a little taste that's all. Besides, most of the female population within this area all know that you are straight. You're just showing a little class. That's all."

"Sure. Whatever you say." He looked around, "What are you going to wear?"

"Don't worry about me, just go try these on, but whatever you do, steer clear of Gavin. I'm afraid he might try something." I said, as I began hunting through the shirts again. Hannan nodded and took off. "Finally." I muttered. I pulled the shirt off the rack and quickly ran to the pants area. I found what I was looking for then made a mad dash to the counter. I knew my size with these clothes, so I didn't bother trying them on. I bought them and sighed as Hannan walked out. My clothes were just wrapped up.

I looked him over and almost drooled, my gods. The pants really brought out his thigh muscles and ass, and that shirt. Hot. It was a teal form fitting ribbed t-shirt and made him look absolutely edible. That outfit with combat boots and he'd be ready to club, "Very nice. It's perfect."

He looked a bit skeptical and looked over his shoulder at his ass, then down at the area I had really been avoiding, "Are you sure? They feel a bit tight around me private's."

"That would be because it's supposed to. Now go change back. We still need to get you some combat boots." I said, nudging Hannan towards the dressing rooms.

"What about you?" He asked, looking slightly perplexed.

"What about me?"

"Aren't you going to try anything on?" I held up the bag, making sure not to reveal the contents, "Oh." He turned and shook his head.

"C'mon, move that fine ass of yours." My eyes widened and I slammed my hand over my mouth. Hot damn I cannot believe I just said that. I blushed and kept an eye on Hannan in horror, though apparently it was for nothing. He didn't seem to have heard me. I let out a sigh in relief as I dropped my hand. Thank you god.

~~

"I'll be here at 8 o'clock sharp to pick you up. I'm sure dad and daddy have called your `rents to let them know what's going on. They said they would." Hannan said, turning to face me in the front seat.

I nodded, "All right. I'll be ready by 8. Don't worry."

Hannan grinned, "With you? I have every reason to worry."

My tongue and finger was all the reply I graced him with.

TBC…