Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Traffic ❯ meh ( Chapter 2 )

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Traffic

Part 2

The blond brute's lips were on Heero's the second he was close enough, ravishing and biting roughly as he tasted the smaller boy with force. He was so occupied with his deed that he never saw it coming; never saw the tightly clenched fist heading straight for his head, not until the accurately aimed punch collided with his jaw. Wincing, he looked up from his new place on the ground and into a pair of blazing violet eyes that promised death.

"Don't you dare touch Shinigami's property." The braided ex-pilot seethed between his teeth as he stood fiercely in front of his comrade. There was an apprehensive moment of silence as the fallen man slowly stood, holding an aching jaw.

"And don't YOU dare stand between me and what will soon be MY property."

"I'm warning you asshole, touch him again and I'll tear you limb from fucking limb."

Through the argument, Heero stood still and shocked. He was Shinigami's property? But how could that be? Duo had always talked about his `other half' being possessive but he had never thought that it meant considering people property, and strangely enough, it didn't bother him at all. It actually made him feel safe and cared for, something he hadn't felt in a long time if ever.

"Heero get in the car now," Duo's voice snapped dangerously. He didn't move though, that would be cowardly and blow to his pride and besides, he was the Perfect Soldier, he could take care of himself.

"Duo--" He forgot whatever he was going to say because all of a sudden, there was a large hand gripping him around the neck. The hand belonged to one of the blond guy's friends, a tall bulky dark haired man that was now pulling him out of the other pilots' reach.

"Heero!"

"Move and I'll crush his neck," to empathize the point his captors grip tightened greatly. Still, he didn't struggle. Heero wanted to know one thing. If Duo considered him property, did that mean that he also cared for him? He hoped greatly that his assumptions were right because he wasn't sure he could hold his breath much longer.

Duo growled furiously and lunged forward, toppling the blond man to the ground.

"You son of a bitch! He will never be yours, understand?!" He bellowed and punched his opponent again, " If I ever catch you with so much as a glance on him, I'll rip your fucking eyeballs out!!"

"D-Duo…."

He abruptly froze. Shit, he forgot that Heero was in danger! Standing up, his blazing violet eyes glared hole into the dark haired bastard holding HIS Hee-chan.

"I'd let him go unless you want to end up like your little bitch of a friend." Nodding urgently, the young man rapidly moved away, dropping his panting victim. Duo was next to him in mere moments. He carefully assessed the damage done and sneered in rage. Dark purple finger and hand marks stretched almost all the way around Heero neck, giving the evidence that he'd definitely been suffocating.

"Don't even think about…. Attacking him…. Baka," Heero muttered as he rubbed his aching neck. The last thing they needed was for a huge fight to break out. On the other hand, Duo had saved him. He felt flattered actually. Nobody had ever stood up for him, and for once, he could completely let his guard down.

"You okay Hee-chan?"

"Hn, of course." The braided boy frowned in disapproval. He wouldn't buy the tough act.

"Don't lie to me Hee-chan. Are you okay?"

"….I'm just…. Tired," The younger pilot murmured, defeated. Duo suddenly smiled and stepped up to him, bravely wrapping his arms around the slender waist and picking him up gently. He rapidly stepped back into his seat with a shocked Heero in his lap.

"Baka, what--"

"Don't even think about moving," Duo paused to take off his thin sports jacket. "You need a break after that. Now relax and rest, those idiots wont even bother you anymore."

Hesitantly enough, Heero did just that, nuzzling his face between the crook of his comrade's neck and shutting his eyes. He absently felt the thin fabric of the jacked cover him and strong arms wrapping around his shoulders and waist.

And finally, the traffic began to move.

OWARI

I was thinking of doing a sequel. Imagine Hee-chan at the beach, wont that draw a crowd. Tell me if you guys want a sequel, I promise to throw in a LEMON! ^______^ 2X1 of course.