Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Zero ❯ Showers can produce more mess than cleanliness ( Chapter 1 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

+ Title: Z to the G
Author: Sekra
Pairings: 1x2, 3x4, Wufei's still not getting any. Poor baby, other not really important hints that can ignored.
Warnings: Yaoi, lemon, PWP, the usual language, could always hope for a little humour.... *looks doubtful*
Disclaimer: *Searches through piles of receipts* Nope, can't find one for Gundam Wing.
Feedback: Worshipped like Heero's spandex-clad ass.
Notes: I don't know if anyone has done this before, so if they have I apologise. I didn't know. Anyway, I was reading a fic and the thought occurred to me that for the Doc's to pick five homosexual boys for Gundam pilots, what the hell was their selection process? It just seems weird that all of them are supposed gay (Not that I mind, in fact, I like that concept) so here is a fic that justifies why they all like to get it on with each other. Or at least, why I think they all like to get it on with each other.
the fuck was I *thinking*?!



down the hall, Heero couldn't help but stop and watch as a naked Shinigami, save the towel wrapped around his waist, passed him with hair flowing behind him in waves.mentally hit himself for getting distracted as he oggled Duo's firm backside disappear into the bedroom.to his destination, he passed a hot and sweaty Wufei who was working out and entering the kitchen, he stopped dead as Trowa's deep green eye's and naked chest met his gaze.
to ignore his screaming hormones, Heero bent down to search the fridge for something to eat......... And received a pinch on his ass from the banged clown. Yelping, he jumped up, hitting his head on the shelves and turned around.
the..........?!?"
Trowa turned around and left.
what the hell that was about, the Japanese pilot sat down with his tub of yoghurt and emersed himself in thought.



around on various lounges, four Gundam pilots were doing nothing in particular. Trowa was studying his nails, Quatre was studying Trowa studying his nails, Duo was glaring at his split-ends and Wufei was marvelling at how shiny his sword was.
Duo, do you know where Heero is? I haven't seen him all day."
Quat, can't help you there."
up his drink, Trowa pointed to the kitchen."In there. Hasn't moved moved since I saw him this morning."
What's he been doing in there?"

what?"
Translation: How the hell would I know?
on that rather silent note, the topic of discussion had decided he'd had enough of listening to them talking about him. It was time to put his theory to test.back his chair with a ear-splitting squeak, Heero stalked across the kitchen to the fridge/freezer. Searching through the electrical appliance, he managed to find Trowa's clown mask, 3 grenades, a couple of hair ties - whether they were Duo's or Wufei's he was unable to tell, a pair of black silk boxers, his gun holster (he had wondered where that had gotten to) and a pair of female lace panties before coming up with what he was looking for - an icy-pole.
through the door, he noted Duo had taken his hair down in order to do thousands of tiny plats. He'd completed one and was just starting a second. The result of this observation was all of a certain Japanese pilot's blood heading down south for the winter.
his throat, he casually took a seat next to Trowa and re-arranged himself to hide the growing bulge in his pants.the room, Duo was watching Heero eating his cold desert with a definite interest. In and out. In and out. Running his tongue up the length......... Wishing it was something else in the Japanese pilots mouth, Duo too had to re-arrange himself.
on the other hand, wasn't trying to hide his arousal in the least. Instead, he turned his hungry gaze on Trowa. "I think I forgot to umm......... Make the bed this morning. Would you accompany me Trowa?"
clown turned one emerald green eye on the little blonde while still watching Heero's erotic display and caught the glint in aqua eyes. In a flash, the two of them were up the top of the stairs and slamming the bedroom door behind them.
looked away from his sword for the first time since Heero had entered the room. "Terrible. The both of them can't even control their..." Wufei's gaze rested on the Japanese boy.".......... Hor... mones." In and out. In and out. Running his tongue up the length.......... Duo's thought's invaded Chang's mind and the Chinese pilot unconsciously licked his lips. He wouldn't mind a taste of that icy-pole, or anything else that partly resembled it for that matter. "Shower." He half moaned. "I need a cold shower." With that, he walked/ran kinda awkwardly to the bathroom.
noted his reaction with interest. Strike three on his mental scoreboard, one more to go. He turned towards Duo and stuck the whole iceblock into his mouth before slowly extracting it.
did Wufei go?" He asked in all innocence.
busy staring and drooling, Duo was only able to mumble a response. Seeing the reaction his last movement had cause, Heero did it again. Only this time, when the icy-pole disappeared into his mouth, only the stick came back out.
mind was running in circles. 'Oh god. Oh god. Oh god.' He couldn't take much more, either Heero stopped it or Duo was going to jump him.
- or unfortunately depending on which way you look at it - for Duo, his survival instincts kicked in and he got the hell out of the room. He rather liked having his balls attached to him and not dangling off the doorknob. If he put the moves on the Japanese pilot, he was guaranteed a rather messy end to his 15 years. Well, that's what he thought, however, Heero was rather disappointed that Duo had chosen the safe way out. But whatever, he had gained himself enough evidence to support his theory. The noise emitting from Quatre's room was enough.





groaned and shoved a pillow over his head. They hadn't stopped. All night long he'd been hearing all sorts of moans, screams, shouting of the names 'Quatre' and 'Trowa', any kind of vocal noise and to make matters worse, the headboard of their bed was banging on his wall every few seconds. who's bright idea was it to get them started?, Heero thought in self-loathing.
Heero threw back his blankets, grabbed a towel and stormed off into the bathroom. Not caring about the noise he was making, after all, "It's not like anyone could hear me with that *racket* going on!" He muttered.
from the noise, they had also caused him to have a raging hard on. Just like any normal hormone riddled teenager should if he'd been listening to the erotic sounds. Faintly, Heero wondered if any of the others would like to take care of it for him, but decided against asking. He could just imagine it, "Hey Duo, do me a favour and give me a hand job?" At three in the morning. No, he wouldn't be so obvious about it.
he would just make as much noise as he could, leave the bathroom door open and wait for the curious. If his hypothesis was correct, then hopefully he wouldn't be showering alone.





banged the wall again. Then again. And a third time. Before he came to the conclusion that they were either ignoring him, or their own shrieks of ecstasy had sent them deaf.
thump on his own wall made him jump. "Stop banging and shut up!" came drifting through the plaster.
braided pilot twitched. Wufei was telling *him* to be quiet?!
flooded the crack under his door as the hall light was switched on. The next second, he heard the shower running. 'What the Hell?' he thought before brightening 'Must be Heero in the shower. Naked in the shower. With water running down his oh-so-fine torso....'
bothering with putting his robe on, Duo sped out into the hall with only his black boxers. Silent, he tiptoed toward the open door.
mouth dropped, his eyes widened and you could almost hear a 'sproing' noise as his cock stood to full attention.
Yuy, sex god and all 'round walking wet dream, was standing in all his naked glory, *masturbating*!
watched on in fascinated silence as Heero pumped himself, his own groin tightening as the picture Heero presented.
yeah.." He breathed. He began to stoke himself through his boxers as he looked on. He was getting close, he could feel it.

froze at the sound of Heero's slightly amused voice. 'Oh shit..' He thought.
are you doing Duo?"
mind sped a mile a minute, searching for a plausible excuse, he came up with one. "Um... nothing!" Duo felt his face flame, His hand was down his boxers and he was acting innocent?! "Uh, Look Heero.. I'm sorry!" Just as he turned to leave, a rather wet hand grabbed his wrist and spun he around to face Heero's cobalt-blue eyes.a word, the naked Japanese boy led Duo into the shower. Duo, who was wondering what the Hell was going on, could only splutter as he was divested of his black boxers and pressed against Yuy's very delectable body.
whe..... err.... huh?" He mentally slapped himself, where were all the words when he needed them?
pilot just smirked at him before bring his mouth down to Duo's, firmly pressing his lips against his partners. The braided boy was in shock. But thankfully, his body decided to take over while his mind caught up with the events. Slipping his arms around Heero's waist, he pulled them together until there was little to no space between their bodies. The shower beat down heavily on them as they rubbed their arousals together.
Duo....."
Let it be known, that Duo would have been moaning, but his mouth was otherwise occupied with Heero's left nipple.
jumped a little as he felt a finger tease at his entrance, but he soon got over his surprise as said digit made it's way into him. Moaning as a second was inserted, he pulled Heero in for another kiss as he was prodded from the inside. "Nnnnnnnn Aaahhhh!! Heero!" He panted as Heero hit something inside of him that made his see stars. "You like that huh?" Heero smirked.
nodded his head frantically, "Oh yes. Oh fucking yeeeeEEESS!!" He screamed as Heero hit it again. "Dear God, NOW!! Get in me now!!" Panting, Duo wrapped his legs around Heero, squirming a bit when his back settled on the cold tile.
grabbing a bottle of shampoo of the shower rack, Heero quickly slathered it all over his aching erection. Slowly guiding himself into the tight heat, he moaned as immeasurable pleasure burned through his veins. Duo was not fairing much better as he felt Heero's cock fill him to the hilt. "Nnnnn oh fuck..." He groaned as Yuy started to move inside of him. With slow thrusts at first, but as their passion began to increase the movements became hard and fast. Heero slammed into Duo, his head thrown back and mouth hanging loose in ecstasy. Deathscythe's pilot screamed as a large hand wrapped around his arousal, pumping it with long strokes. His head fell forward and he bit into Heero's bronze shoulder as he came. His whole body shuddered as white hot liquid shot onto both of their stomachs. a minute after, Duo felt Heero tense as he released his seed into his braided lover with a shout.
both slid down to the tiled floor, each not noticing that the water had run cold a while ago.





Chinese boy groaned and rolled over in his bed, cursing. It was bad enough that Winner and Barton had been going like rabbits all night, but now he could clearly hear Maxwells and Yuy's shouts and cries coming from the bathroom. pouted. Why wasn't he invited to either sexual event?





moral of the story? The Zero system makes you gay..... Or something like that. I think...







head against keyboard* Never again. Never again will I even *try* to write another lemon. Why? 1) I suck at them. 2) because I really suck at writing them and 3) Because that was *really* bad and I'm in no hurry to put you poor people through that kind of torture again.I ever need a lemon in one of my fics, I'm just going to bribe someone to write them for me. Someone who actually *knows* what they're doing.