Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ War Story ❯ Chapter 16
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By: Vinyl-Koneko 
Anime/Manga: Gundam Wing Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Drama / Angst / Adventure / Action | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 07.04.2003 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.3K | Visits: 396 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Gundam Wing Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Drama / Angst / Adventure / Action | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 07.04.2003 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.3K | Visits: 396 | Status: Completed
+ Title: War Story - Part 16
+ Author: Vinyl Koneko (Emily), roguegirl@att.net
+ Rating: R
+ Couplings: 1xR, 1x2, 3x4
+ Warnings: AU, WWII era, minor het, yaoi, historical fiction, drama, no Wufei
+ Archive: Want it? Take it. Just give me credit, please.
+ Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing. If I did, well, let's just say the 1xR and 2xH fans wouldn't be so happy...
+ Comments: // Written //, *emphasis*, 'thought', [ flashback ]. Heero POV. This story was written solely for the 1x2 AU Novella 25,000 Word Fic Challenge. Inspiration hit watching PBS on a lonely Saturday night and wouldn't let me rest until it was done. ^_^
+ Summary: The year is 1942. Heero Yuy, a pilot for the United States Air Force, gets send to command a squadron in London. There he meets a literature student by the name of Duo Maxwell, and he learns sometimes it takes another person to figure out everything about yourself.
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Getting out of the hospital was a big relief. The doctor gave him the crutch, giving specific orders to use it all the time, even just to walk to the bathroom. Heero ditched the thing the second he got out in a nearby garbage can. He felt fine, and it wasn't just because of the pain killers.
Quatre had visited frequently, and sometimes Trowa would come and curse him good-naturedly on the number he did to his fighter. Between the two of them he learned a lot he needed to know and a lot he didn't want to hear from them but knew he'd need to know sooner or later. Preferably sooner if his relationship with Duo went anywhere at all.
He was on his way to the library, and he hoped deep down inside that Duo would be there. The braided American didn't really have anywhere else to go, with his job put on the back burner until a new office could be built. When he finally got to the London Library, he began to wish he had taken a bus, but he hadn't opted to bring any money with him, and the buses certainly wouldn't let you ride for free.
Heero smiled when he found Duo. He was sitting in a leather couch on the second level, reading an American newspaper. It was in the same spot they had officially met each other in, and Heero felt a little corny in finding the nostalgia of the spot a little romantic.
"Small world, isn't it?" he said quietly, mirroring what Duo had said when he recognized Heero nearly two months ago.
He saw Duo stiffen before the other man lowered his paper. "Yes it is." Both opened their mouths to speak at the same time, but Duo shook his head. "You go first. You still owe me that talk you wanted to have, remember?"
Heero nodded, sitting beside Duo on the cool leather surface. "What I said after the crash…about loving someone and wishing things turned out differently…I wasn't talking to Relena." He took in a deep breath, exhaling slowly. What he was about to say would either make or break his relationship with Duo. "I was talking…to you."
"I-I…" Duo blushed slightly, running his fingers through his bangs. "Shit I'm messing this up. It's just that, well… I had kind of been hoping that it was me you were talking to, but you're married so then I got to thinking that you were probably talking to her because married people would rather die together and happy with a bazillion kids that apart and separated by a bazillion miles. Am I making any sense?"
"In a way," Heero responded, a smile gracing his lips. "I thought you'd be disgusted with me once you learned the truth. I never thought you'd be attracted to me, as well."
"How could I not be! You're smart, attractive, have an odd sense of humor, we have the same interests, and did I mention that you're attractive?" Heero leaned forward until their breaths mingled, noses just barely touching. Duo seemed hesitant. "Heero…we shouldn't…you're still married. This is probably illegal or something."
"It doesn't matter; I don't love Relena."
Heero heard the sharp intake of air and smiled at the expression on Duo's face. "But you always seemed to be the token straight guy."
Heero shrugged casually. "That's something else I learned since I met you." He closed the gap between them, lips pressing against each other almost timidly
Duo turned his head before Heero could deepen this kiss. "I don't want to be some illicit affair you had because of the war," he murmured.
Heero pressed his fingers against Duo's jaw line, forcing their eyes to meet. "You won't be. I think I've fallen for you."
Duo gasped at his words, and Heero took the opportunity to kiss the longhaired man once more, but this time Duo responded, eagerly plundering the pilot's mouth. Duo moaned when their tongues met, and Heero couldn't help but shiver at the sound. Holding Duo like this in his arms felt so right no matter how socially unacceptable it was. It didn't matter that he could lose his rank and get kicked out of the United States Air Force for kissing another man, and it didn't matter that he was betraying the woman with whom he made the biggest mistake of his life. What did matter was the beautiful creature in his arms who appreciated him for who he was and didn't care for anything less. Yes, Heero wanted to be with Duo, and he didn't care about what he had to do to achieve his goal.
They broke apart, flushed and gasping for air. Duo's fingers touched his mouth, his lips bruised and swollen. He grinned, and Heero smiled back.
"I don't know how you plan on breaking the news to Relena that you're leaving her for a man," Duo chided lightly.
Heero sighed. "I'll come up with something once the time comes." He hugged Duo, stroking the mass of hair he'd suddenly found himself so fond of. Heero frowned. 'You got yourself into this, Yuy, and you are sure as hell going to get yourself out of it.'
"What if she suddenly turned up dead?"
"Duo…"
"All right. What if *you* suddenly turned up dead?"
Heero didn't respond. *That* idea got the gears churning. The more Heero thought about it, the more he realized it could work. "How about we see if things can work between us before making any major life-changing decisions that would require somebody dying tragically, okay?"
"Yes sir," Duo said, winking playfully before assaulting Heero's lips for another kiss. "Hey," he said when they paused to catch their breaths, "I've always found something incredibly sexy about a man in a uniform."
Heero laughed lightly. "Just take it easy on me. I'm sort of new at this."
"Oh, don't worry, Heero," Duo whispered breathily in his ear, and Heero couldn't up but feel chills travel down his spine, "I will take this *extremely* easy on you."
"So how about dinner tomorrow night?"
"Sounds good."
They were quiet for a moment. "Duo?"
"Yes, Heero?"
"Do you know any good restaurants in London."
Duo chuckled in response. He leaned over, whispering in Heero's ear, "I know this great little Italian place called Bernardo's. There's a suit and tie dress code, but the food is to die for."
Heero nodded. "Then it's a date." They stayed in the library reading over each other's shoulders until it was time to close. They parted with a kiss goodnight, saying they'd meet at Bernardo's at seven the next evening. Heero walked back to the base in better spirits than he'd been in for a long time.
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End Part 16
+ Author: Vinyl Koneko (Emily), roguegirl@att.net
+ Rating: R
+ Couplings: 1xR, 1x2, 3x4
+ Warnings: AU, WWII era, minor het, yaoi, historical fiction, drama, no Wufei
+ Archive: Want it? Take it. Just give me credit, please.
+ Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing. If I did, well, let's just say the 1xR and 2xH fans wouldn't be so happy...
+ Comments: // Written //, *emphasis*, 'thought', [ flashback ]. Heero POV. This story was written solely for the 1x2 AU Novella 25,000 Word Fic Challenge. Inspiration hit watching PBS on a lonely Saturday night and wouldn't let me rest until it was done. ^_^
+ Summary: The year is 1942. Heero Yuy, a pilot for the United States Air Force, gets send to command a squadron in London. There he meets a literature student by the name of Duo Maxwell, and he learns sometimes it takes another person to figure out everything about yourself.
*~**~*
Getting out of the hospital was a big relief. The doctor gave him the crutch, giving specific orders to use it all the time, even just to walk to the bathroom. Heero ditched the thing the second he got out in a nearby garbage can. He felt fine, and it wasn't just because of the pain killers.
Quatre had visited frequently, and sometimes Trowa would come and curse him good-naturedly on the number he did to his fighter. Between the two of them he learned a lot he needed to know and a lot he didn't want to hear from them but knew he'd need to know sooner or later. Preferably sooner if his relationship with Duo went anywhere at all.
He was on his way to the library, and he hoped deep down inside that Duo would be there. The braided American didn't really have anywhere else to go, with his job put on the back burner until a new office could be built. When he finally got to the London Library, he began to wish he had taken a bus, but he hadn't opted to bring any money with him, and the buses certainly wouldn't let you ride for free.
Heero smiled when he found Duo. He was sitting in a leather couch on the second level, reading an American newspaper. It was in the same spot they had officially met each other in, and Heero felt a little corny in finding the nostalgia of the spot a little romantic.
"Small world, isn't it?" he said quietly, mirroring what Duo had said when he recognized Heero nearly two months ago.
He saw Duo stiffen before the other man lowered his paper. "Yes it is." Both opened their mouths to speak at the same time, but Duo shook his head. "You go first. You still owe me that talk you wanted to have, remember?"
Heero nodded, sitting beside Duo on the cool leather surface. "What I said after the crash…about loving someone and wishing things turned out differently…I wasn't talking to Relena." He took in a deep breath, exhaling slowly. What he was about to say would either make or break his relationship with Duo. "I was talking…to you."
"I-I…" Duo blushed slightly, running his fingers through his bangs. "Shit I'm messing this up. It's just that, well… I had kind of been hoping that it was me you were talking to, but you're married so then I got to thinking that you were probably talking to her because married people would rather die together and happy with a bazillion kids that apart and separated by a bazillion miles. Am I making any sense?"
"In a way," Heero responded, a smile gracing his lips. "I thought you'd be disgusted with me once you learned the truth. I never thought you'd be attracted to me, as well."
"How could I not be! You're smart, attractive, have an odd sense of humor, we have the same interests, and did I mention that you're attractive?" Heero leaned forward until their breaths mingled, noses just barely touching. Duo seemed hesitant. "Heero…we shouldn't…you're still married. This is probably illegal or something."
"It doesn't matter; I don't love Relena."
Heero heard the sharp intake of air and smiled at the expression on Duo's face. "But you always seemed to be the token straight guy."
Heero shrugged casually. "That's something else I learned since I met you." He closed the gap between them, lips pressing against each other almost timidly
Duo turned his head before Heero could deepen this kiss. "I don't want to be some illicit affair you had because of the war," he murmured.
Heero pressed his fingers against Duo's jaw line, forcing their eyes to meet. "You won't be. I think I've fallen for you."
Duo gasped at his words, and Heero took the opportunity to kiss the longhaired man once more, but this time Duo responded, eagerly plundering the pilot's mouth. Duo moaned when their tongues met, and Heero couldn't help but shiver at the sound. Holding Duo like this in his arms felt so right no matter how socially unacceptable it was. It didn't matter that he could lose his rank and get kicked out of the United States Air Force for kissing another man, and it didn't matter that he was betraying the woman with whom he made the biggest mistake of his life. What did matter was the beautiful creature in his arms who appreciated him for who he was and didn't care for anything less. Yes, Heero wanted to be with Duo, and he didn't care about what he had to do to achieve his goal.
They broke apart, flushed and gasping for air. Duo's fingers touched his mouth, his lips bruised and swollen. He grinned, and Heero smiled back.
"I don't know how you plan on breaking the news to Relena that you're leaving her for a man," Duo chided lightly.
Heero sighed. "I'll come up with something once the time comes." He hugged Duo, stroking the mass of hair he'd suddenly found himself so fond of. Heero frowned. 'You got yourself into this, Yuy, and you are sure as hell going to get yourself out of it.'
"What if she suddenly turned up dead?"
"Duo…"
"All right. What if *you* suddenly turned up dead?"
Heero didn't respond. *That* idea got the gears churning. The more Heero thought about it, the more he realized it could work. "How about we see if things can work between us before making any major life-changing decisions that would require somebody dying tragically, okay?"
"Yes sir," Duo said, winking playfully before assaulting Heero's lips for another kiss. "Hey," he said when they paused to catch their breaths, "I've always found something incredibly sexy about a man in a uniform."
Heero laughed lightly. "Just take it easy on me. I'm sort of new at this."
"Oh, don't worry, Heero," Duo whispered breathily in his ear, and Heero couldn't up but feel chills travel down his spine, "I will take this *extremely* easy on you."
"So how about dinner tomorrow night?"
"Sounds good."
They were quiet for a moment. "Duo?"
"Yes, Heero?"
"Do you know any good restaurants in London."
Duo chuckled in response. He leaned over, whispering in Heero's ear, "I know this great little Italian place called Bernardo's. There's a suit and tie dress code, but the food is to die for."
Heero nodded. "Then it's a date." They stayed in the library reading over each other's shoulders until it was time to close. They parted with a kiss goodnight, saying they'd meet at Bernardo's at seven the next evening. Heero walked back to the base in better spirits than he'd been in for a long time.
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End Part 16