Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Yume no Ai ❯ Ni ( Chapter 2 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

Yume no Ai
by DragonSpire
Rated- R
Warnings- Heero's pov, yaoi, violence, sexual situations, swearing, post EW
Pairings- 1x2x1, 1 + R (implied)
Disclaimer- I repeat, I do not own Gundam Wing. Like I said, I can't. If I did, it would be banned even in Japan for explicit sexual content. ^^'
A/N: Ooooh, cliffhanger! Mwahaha!

"Heero? Heero?" Duo's voice echoed in my head.

I blink and regain my composure. "Hn?" I ask.

"Heh, for a moment there, you blanked out on me." the braided boy's voice said.

'What's wrong with me? I haven't done that...since. No. It couldn't be.' I think to myself. "I'm fine, Duo."

"Well, if it's not too much trouble, I'm kinda tired. Can I set up camp?" Duo says with a chuckle.

"Hn." I say, still caught up in my mental issues.

He shakes his head and begins to unpack his duffle bag. I watch silently, reassessing the situation. Finally I come to a thought that makes me linger. 'Why is that Duo says he's been kicked out of his apartment, yet he has a pretty expensive car, and from what I've seen of his clothes and luggage, that looks like it cost more than average as well. Hn.'

"Hey Heero, can I have some blankets?" Duo asks me as he's taking out his hair tie. I give an affirmative grunt, and walk over to my closet. "And a pillow too, if that's okay?" He calls to me. I pull the said items out and walk back into the living room. There, I'm greeted by Duo sitting on my couch, his hair down, wearing naught but some boxer shorts.

'If I have any doubts about my sexuality, here is where I make my call.' I think as a smile unconsciously.

"Why do you have that smile on your face, Heero Yuy?" The violet eyed boy asks with a grin on his face. I roll my eyes, and shove the blankets into his arms. After escaping from their death grip, and sends me another one of his grins, and I walk off to my own bedroom.


-=*Three Months Later*=-

I wake up in the morning to the sound of my shower. "Nuh?" I groan as I slip out of bed. 'Why is Duo up so early?' While rubbing my eyes, the door to my bathroom opens. Duo walks out wearing a towel around his waist, and one wrapped up on his head.

"Ohayo, Heero!" He says cheerfully. I yawn as a repliance, and scratch the back of my head.

"Why are you up so early?" I ask, verbally expressing my earlier question.

"Well, I couldn't sleep very well last night, so I just woke up early." Duo said while rubbing the towel into his hair.

"Hn." I say as I walk over to my dresser. Opening the top drawer, I pull out some clothing.

"I'm gonna go make some breakfast, okay?" He says as he walks towards the door.

I can't help myself, "In a towel?" I remark with a smirk.

His eyes go flat, "No Heero, I'm going to change, first. Though if you wanted me too, I would." He shakes his head, and walks out of the room.

I smile and begin to change into my spandex shorts and green tanktop, the usual. 'It's been three months since Duo moved in. You'd think he'd have found an apartment by now.' I smile, 'Though it's just a theory, but I have a feeling that he's procrastinating for a reason.' I think with a mental eye roll. 'But really I'd think he'd have moved on. I wouldn't really consider myself a very good reason to stay.' I sigh and finish dressing. I walk out of my room, and Duo is there, in the kitchen leaning over the sink.

"Damnit..." He murmered. "I hate when I do that..."

"Duo," I say as I walk into the kitchen.

"I dropped the stupid vegetable peeler in the sink hole. Now I have to get it out... Damn it." He says while slamming his fist against the counter.

"Here, I'll get it." I offer, moving next to him.

"Thanks Heero," Duo says as he moves over to the side. I reach into the drain and pull out the little black peeler and hand it to Duo.

"What were you doing with it anyway?"

"Nothing." He says innocently. I raise an eyebrow and go to sit down at the table. Yesterdays newspaper is sitting there, with the comics section on top. I smile to myself, and open up the paper.

'I wonder...' I think to myself, while turning to the classifieds and look in the leasable apartments section. I find at least seven that I suppose would be in Duo's price range, and note them mentally. 'I wonder if Duo has even been looking up any apartments.' I choose not to let it bother me any further as Duo places a plate of hot food on the table in front of me. Two eggs and a piece of bacon are arranged on a plate so that it looks like a smiling face beams up at me. A fork and knife is on either side of the plate. I pick up the fork, and point to Duo with it. "Why is it that my breakfast is always happy, Duo?"

He grins, "Because it knows it's going to good use. It'll help you think, because you always seem to being doing that, Heero." And then a mischievious smirk plays on his features, "Either that, or you're daydreaming, because not many people drool as they think..."

My eyes grow wide as he says that. 'He has to be lying, I never drool... wait... he never lies. Shit. Why don't I do these things in private?!' I settle for a grunt, and dig into my food. Duo simply laughs, and turns around to walk back into the kitchen. In the process though, the tip of his braid smacks me the face. I send one of my Yuy Death Glares™ (as he calls them) at him, but it's wasted, as his back is to me. 'Do I really daydream? And drool in the process? I wonder what I...' I then turn my gaze from my half-consumed breakfast to the person who made it. 'No. I couldn't be...'

"So, what do you want to do today Heero?" Duo says as he walks back into the dining room and sits down across from me. But the only thing I can think of is Duo. How he always seems so happy. I find myself wondering if he's happy because he's with me. My thoughts evolve into how his braid always seems to have a mind of it's own. How it flows in the wind when his sticks his head out of the window when we go for a drive. And how bewitching and beautiful the color of his eyes are, and how they always seem to full of an odd light. How he moves, and how smooth and soft his skin looks when he just gets out of the shower. I feel as if I want to touch that skin, taste it. 'No! I can't think of him like that! He's a friend, and nothing more.'

"Heeeeero? Heeelllo? Hey Heero!" Duo's voice snaps at me. I re-focus my eyes and see Duo leaning over the table with a befuddled expression on his face.

"Sorry, I was thinking." I lie. 'Well, not really a lie. More of a twisting of words, or not telling the whole truth. Hell, I'm not going to tell him what I was really thinking.'

"Well, if you can't think of anything, I'm going to go and take a drive. Wanna come?" He says as he gets up from the table.

"No," I say, "I'm going to clean house."

"Okay then, see you later?" He says, as he walks towards the door.

"Hn." I acknowledge. Duo rolls his eyes and then walks out of the door, car keys in hand. I sigh, and get up from the table. Looking around the living room, I see Duo's clothing strewn about the couch, and his bedthings thrown on the floor. I shake my head and go to clean them up. I find several pairs of pants, with boxers shoved into them. Picking them up, and I go and sit down on the couch and begin to fold them. I pause, and then absentmindedly bring a pair of pants up to my face. Inhaling deeply, I smell what I can only call Duo's essence. 'What am I doing?!' I quickly bring the clothing away from my face and start folding them. Automatically, I pick up the next item of clothing and begin to fold it. 'Why did I do that?' I think. I finish with the folding, and get up off the couch to fix the couch which has been Duo's bed for the past three months. 'Three months... to this day.' I realize.

I finish fixing the couch, and get up to go to my room. As I go to fix my own bed, I hear the faint creak of the door. "Hn," I murmer quietly, and move quickly to my dresser. I get out the gun, and aim it at the door. It slowly opens, and a hand rests on the edge. I steady my hand to pull the trigger, ready to shoot the intruder.