pairing: 2+1, 2x1
warnings: yaoi, incredibly slight angst and a nice serving of lemon
disclaimers: if only i owned them...if only...

Voices
by Lacroix

"Come on Heero. Hurry you ass outta there," Duo mentally begged. Finally, now that his part of the mission was done, Duo decided that he would let his thoughts once again be conquered by the silent pilot. It wasn't that he had shoved all thought of the boy aside; it was just that now 100% of his mind could again be focused on Heero.

His strong and spindly legs...his tight, firm ass...his taut stomach...his pale skin...his secretively muscular arms...the neck he couldn't do anything but pray he got a chance to bite into.

Then Heero's voice came to the forefront of his mind. Duo shivered. And not the normal sort of shiver that thoughts of his comrade gave him. Duo hated Heero's voice. It was short and stiff and dead. Duo knew for a fact that Heero was not short and stiff and dead. He had life in him behind those eyes. He just did a great job of hiding and repressing it.

Every time Heero barked orders at Duo or silently called him a baka, Duo's aversion of his voice made him want to puke. His voice was everything that symbolized Heero's training; his lack of outward emotions, his deficiency of caring for anything but the mission. The way that Heero got when he was on a mission proved to Duo that Heero had a heart in him somewhere and that whenever he chose to use it, he chose to use all of it.

Heero stepped over the dead guard's body and placed his ear against the door to listen out into the hallway, making sure it was empty. He didn't hear anything. His mind went over the schematics of the building, splaying his escape route out behind his eyelids. Once he had figured out a way to be free from the building he backed away from the door, made sure his gun safety was off and burst out of the room.

The hallways were clear as his feet carried his body down the first of many corridors he was going to have to travel. Having his brain automatically tell his feet where to take him, where to turn, he didn't even have to think about where to go. If he ran into any troubles his body and mind would just react without thinking as well. Self defense wasn't something he had to think about.

This meant that his brain was open, no matter what the circumstances, to think about anything he wanted. Want. That was something that Duo had given him. He had never wanted a lot before. The only time he really wanted something was when he had killed that little girl and her dog. Then he wanted to bring them back from the dead. That was the only thing he could ever remember wanting.

Now he wanted a lot of things. Well, they all had to do with Duo, but there were still a lot of things that he wanted. Well, considering how many things he'd ever wanted before. He wanted, what did he want from Duo?

He wanted Duo's presence. He wanted...Duo's eyes to light up the way he did when they were alone and Duo let out one of his genuine laughs...Duo's small touches...Duo's lingering touches...Duo's flirtatious moods...Duo's body...Duo's body in a towel...Duo's body naked...Duo, begging him for it...begging for it harder...demanding Heero take it...demanding Heero take it harder.

Then his pleasant (all too pleasant for a mission) thoughts came to an abrupt halt. He shot his way free from a few guards as the alarms began to sound and he picked up his pace, hopping over the now dead and still bleeding bodies of the Oz soldiers that tried to get in his way.

And the thing that wretched Heero from his thoughts...

Duo's voice. His loud and boisterous voice. Heero knew that the way Duo acted and spoke was just a façade, as his own perfect soldier mask was. He knew for a fact that Duo was kind and gentle and caring; he showed him that he was kind when he rescued him from that hospital. Duo showed him that he was gentle and caring with each true look and smile, each small and brief touch that Duo gave him.

No, Duo couldn't at all be like his voice was. His voice was big and obnoxious. Heero knew Duo had the ability to be quiet. It was part of what made him such a good thief. But Heero could see it in Duo's eyes. There was something that Duo had hidden behind there, something that he both feared to know and needed to find. He feared that if he truly found out what he needed to know, it would be the last thing that kept him from the baka.

Duo heard the sirens go off and was eagerly waiting for the exit of his partner. He had his hand on the button to set off the detonation device and was watching the exit that he and Heero had planned out with a hawk's eye. The doors were starting to close and he could hear the shouts of guards and Oz soldiers inside. He danced back and forth on his feet, hoping he wasn't going to get caught as he prayed to a god he didn't believe in that Heero would get out safe and alive.

Bullets began to sound off obvious gun fire and Duo's eyes shot to the exit. Heero ran out, looking back and firing then shoving his gun down the back of his shorts and running full speed out of there, right before the door closed. Duo started to run away as well. When he knew that both he, and Heero, was out of harms way he hit the button and the building that Heero had just escaped from exploded in a ball of bursting red and black.

A few guards had gotten out of the place before the doors shut so now Duo and Heero were on the run from a few guards. Heero was out of ammunition, which he cursed himself for, and was running full speed to the place they were hiding the getaway car. It was still about two miles away from the Leo producing facility and parked amongst some trees off the main highway road.

All Heero had to do was make it through the trees, around the huge cliff that hid the base and find the car, find Duo, who was obviously still alive considering the building's explosion, and hightail it out of there.

Duo had a smaller distance to travel than Heero did. All he had to do was run across the top of the gargantuan hill, down the hillside and find the car. Not to mention he was a faster runner than Heero was. He made it to the point where the hill began to descend and, hearing the gunshots that Oz guards were still firing at Heero, Duo flew down the hill in the hopes of having the car ready for Heero when he arrived.

Heero was dodging the bullets, flying around trees and staying a respectable distance in front of the Oz security that was still following him. He prayed that Duo made it to the car, had it started and ready to go when he got there. The last thing they needed was a delay in getting themselves away from the site of the mission. He only had a smaller distance to go.

"Fuck," Duo screamed as he hit his hand on the steering wheel again. The car was turning on but the engine wasn't working. He knew how to hotwire a car, how to fix every single problem with his precious Gundam, but without the proper tools he had no idea how to fix an engine. His hopes were dying, both for the car and for Heero, as he heard no more shots and still didn't see any sign of his friend coming around the hillside.

He tried again to start the car but it just wouldn't cooperate. He couldn't get even the smallest rev out of the engine. Duo heard some shouting, far away yet, but he could tell that they were coming from the guards and that they were not happy. Heero was alive.

Not ten seconds later Heero came running around the side of the hill where it met forest. The car was about three hundred feet away from that, secluded in some more trees on the wrong side of the road. He bolted for it, swinging his arm in the air for Duo to get out of the driver's seat so he could drive.

Duo didn't have the chance to tell Heero that the car wouldn't run before he got the order to get out of the driver's seat. He scurried into the passenger side seat and waited for Heero. He got in and slammed the door shut.

"Why don't you have this running," Heero demanded to know. He went to start the car but it just stalled.

"That's why," Duo screamed back.

"They're only about a minute away from finding us," Heero reported.

"I've been sitting here trying to get the fucker to start and it just won't. There's nothing we can do without the proper tools which neither of us have," Duo countered. They both heard the shouting that was now very close.

"God I hope this works," Duo prayed under his breath.

"Hope what --" Before Heero could get out the full sentence Duo switched the CD player in the car onto almost full blast and climbed on top of Heero. He straddled Heero's lap, made sure his braid was apparent, threaded his fingers in Heero's hair and kissed him. (1)

Heero didn't have the chance to do anything but sit there stunned. Duo was on top of him. Duo was on top of his lap. Duo was kissing him. Pause. Duo was kissing him! Heero blinked to make sure that he was, well he didn't know how that would help. He sure as hell felt Duo on his lap, sure as hell felt someone's fingers in his hair, sure as hell felt someone's lips on his. Yes, he saw Duo's face right in front of him. The image was a little distorted but he could tell that it was Duo.

Duo couldn't feel his legs. And by Jesus he wanted to. He wanted to feel his legs so he could feel Heero's between them. The fact that Heero was practically immobile beneath him didn't matter. The fact that Heero wasn't killing him right now is what did. Duo couldn't believe what he was doing. He was on top of Heero. He was on top of Heero's lap. He was kissing Heero. Pause. He was kissing Heero! If he let that little fact go too far in his mind Heero might just kill him because kissing was one thing; a boner was another.

The guards made their way around the hill and automatically spotted the car. There was music blasting loudly but all they could hear was the bass as it shook the car's frame. They quickly made their way closer to it and found that there were two people in the driver's seat. They stopped when they were about ten feet away from the car.

It was a chick and a dude making out. It appeared as though the girl was taking the initiative considering she was the one on top.

Duo and Heero, regardless of the loud music, could still hear the guards. They had stopped a few feet away from the car. Duo did the only thing he could think to do and shoved his tongue into Heero's dormant mouth. Luckily Heero was the closest thing to comatose one could find so his mouth opened easily to the intrusion. Duo thought he was going to wet himself at the fact that this was actually happening and he was still alive to live it. Heero melted in his chair at the feeling of Duo's tongue on his.

"Come on, we need to get back. We have a lot of reporting to do and they're just a couple of kids having a good time," one of the three guards stated.

"Can't we stay and watch? They obviously have no idea that we're here," the second eagerly questioned.

"No we can't. Blade's right, we have to get back. Besides, look at the guy. How exciting could the show possibly be," the third guard remarked. They all turned around and started to walk back to what was left of their base to try and figure out what to do.

As soon as Duo and Heero could tell that their enemies were far enough away for them to be out of harm's way Duo quickly pulled away from Heero as if he'd been burned by a flame. He hopped over to the passenger's side seat and kept his entire body faced away from Heero. They sat there for a second before Duo reached forward and turned off the music. Neither said anything for a while. When Heero finally spoke Duo jumped at the sound.

"We need to get going," he stated, his voice the hollow black hole, sucking life and personality out of his words, which it usually was. After Duo jumped at the abrupt halt in silence he inwardly cringed at the sound of Heero's voice. He still refused to face him.

"How do you suppose we do that," Duo queried. Heero pushed the urge to turn Duo around and kiss him again away as he listened to Duo. He was ignoring what had just happened. Why shouldn't Duo do the same?

"Get yourself together Yuy," Heero ordered in his mind. He shook his head, all hurt and dejection, confusion and eagerness forced away into recesses of his brain which he had control over. Though the control was slipping, he still held it there.

"We can't just leave the car here. We have to get it back to the safe house. I suggest we put the car into neutral and push it back," Heero expressed. Duo whipped around with wide eyes, his braid slapping across the window, windshield and dashboard.

"What?! That's over fifty miles from here," Duo screeched. Heero met Duo's shocked eyes with one of his cold stares. There was still a hint of something in Duo's eyes that Heero couldn't identify but he could tell that it had nothing to do with having to push the car all the way back to the safe house.

"Then we'd better get going." Heero shifted the gears so the car was in the desired state and got out. Duo huffed out a breath and threw his head against the headrest as he opened his door and got out. He knew that there was no way of getting around this and he didn't have the energy to fight Heero on this. If he did try to fight him, he might burst into tears. To be so close to the one thing you desired and have it ripped away from you like that was hard enough. Not getting any sort of reaction, good or bad, was even worse.

"Get behind the trunk. I'll stay up here," Heero instructed. Duo just did as he was told. He walked to the back of the car and braced himself against the closed trunk. He prepared to push. Heero got between the open car door and where it met the car on its hinges and readied himself for pushing the car.

"Shouldn't you be back here considering you're the stronger of us," Duo joked. Heero read the hint of sadness in Duo's usually banter filled voice but brushed it aside. It was obvious Duo was covering up something. Heero didn't have the time to try and figure out what it was.

"On the count of three we're gonna start pushing. One...two...three," Heero counted. Simultaneously they started to push the car along the road. Their pace was slow but at least they were getting somewhere.

Heero thought back to when Duo was in his lap, kissing him. He had just sat there, completely stone still like nothing was happening. He was scared and dazed by what the braided boy had done. Out of all the things Heero ever expected Duo to do that was not one of them. He then thought about what he heard one guard say.

"Besides, look at the guy. How exciting could the show possibly be?"

Heero's throat constricted and a tingly feeling filled up his esophagus. He felt the tears in his eyes but tried to keep them from falling. That berating was all he needed. One of the grounds under which he hadn't said anything to Duo was because he knew for a fact that Duo would not reciprocate his feelings.

Duo did what he did for the mission and there was no other reason. That must've been why he couldn't look at Heero after he got off of him; he was ashamed. Even if Duo did return Heero's feelings, Heero obviously couldn't give Duo what he should be given. He just sat there, not doing anything, making it look as though he wasn't enjoying what was going on. Duo sacrificed himself on the altar of dignity and friendship to make sure that they were safe and all Heero could do was sit there like a dead body.

"Probably what Duo thinks of me as anyway," Heero told himself as the tears finally fell. That's why he wanted to be in front of Duo.

Several hours later the two stumbled into the safe house. Quatre hurried over to the both of them. Heero just brushed right past him and ran upstairs. The four downstairs could feel the bedroom door slam shut more than they could hear it. Quatre, Trowa and Wufei looked over at Duo, lying on the ground just inside the door breathing heavily.

"By Allah, what happened to you two?! We were worried," Quatre exclaimed. Wufei merely sat where he was in the living room while Quatre helped Duo to the dining room table and Trowa got him some food.

"Quatre, thanks for the use of your car but next time please give us one that works. We had to push that bitch all the way back from the mission site," Duo gruffly explicated. Trowa set down a large plate of food and a huge glass of water in front of Duo who automatically dug in.

"Oh my! The car didn't work," Quatre asked.

"No," Duo replied, wiping sweaty bangs out of his face before taking another mouthful of chicken.

"Should one of us take some of this food up to Heero," Trowa wondered, looking at the other plate of food that he was holding.

"I wouldn't if I were you. You heard that slam," Wufei warned.

"Did something go wrong on the mission," Quatre wanted to know. Duo tried to ignore the memories of the end of the mission as he thought of an answer that wasn't a lie.

"The car broke. And three Oz guards got away. I'd say that that's bad enough to make Mr. Perfect-Soldier upset," Duo mumbled with food in his mouth, not caring if any was spit out while he was talking.

"So that's why he's in such a foul mood," Trowa uttered under his breath as he made his way back into the kitchen with the plate of food that was planned for Heero. Duo threw down his fork in frustration. The other three pilots looked at him with wondering.

"It's been tough for me and I think I'm gonna take a shower. Thanks for the food, thanks for the car. I'll see you guys in the morning." Duo stood up and walked to the stairs, climbing them quickly.

Quatre, Trowa and Wufei all exchanged glances. Heero had never come to a safe house like that after a mission. Duo had never left over half a meal like that. Something was wrong. They decided to ignore it as they hoped that it would pan out on its own without any interference on their parts.

Duo walked down the hallway that the top of the stairs opened into and passed by Heero's room. They were at another one of Quatre's houses for a safe house but this time the house was quite a bit smaller than some of the others. It was just big enough for a living room, kitchen, dining room, study, a bedroom for each boy and three bathrooms.

He stopped outside Heero's bedroom door and listened quietly, trying to see if he could figure out what Heero was doing. He didn't hear anything going on, not even the clacking of keyboard keys.

"He must be sleeping or something," Duo thought. He made his way down the rest of the hallway. He walked inside the closest bathroom and turned on the light. There were only two in the house that had showers. The other one was on the other side of the house on the top floor and the one with just a toilet and sink was downstairs.

Duo walked over to the shower and turned on the water. Giving it a chance to warm up, he walked over to the large linens closet in the bathroom and pulled out two towels; one for his body and the other for his massive mound of thick deep amber hair. He set the towels down on top of the toilet (2), which was right next to the shower, and felt the water. He adjusted it to the temperature that he wished it to be and started to strip off his clothes. When he was only in his pants he pulled the tab to start the spray of the shower. He took off his pants, kicked them aside and stepped into the shower.

As he stood under the water cascading down his back and into his hair he thought about what he had done in the car during the mission. He hadn't had to think twice about what he was going to do, just the repercussions of his movements. He had expected Heero to do something, to hit him, push him off of him, to scream at him. But he hadn't expected him to do nothing. Yes, that was the reaction that he had been expecting the least.

Thoughts and fears kept bounding in and out of his mind. What was Heero thinking? Was Heero upset? Was Heero revolted? Did Heero even care? And if he did care how did he care about it? What if he didn't know what was going on?

"That's ridiculous," Duo berated himself. He grabbed the shampoo and squirted some into his hair.

"Of course Heero knew what was going on. He isn't stupid and he isn't a machine. That's what you keep telling yourself. That's why you act the way you do around him," Duo mentally scolded. He continued to lather up his mop of hair. But how come Heero didn't respond? Even afterwards, when they just sat there for what seemed like ever, Heero didn't say a word. And when he spoke again, he just talked of the car and getting out of there.

But of course, why not? What would he say? He'd probably just tote it up to being one of Duo's baka moments. Because that's what Duo was...a baka. Duo moved his head under the shower spray to wash out his hair. No! Duo no baka! Duo acted the way he acted around Heero for a reason; to try and chisel down that cold exterior and find that life that he could sometimes see behind Heero's eyes. That's why he did everything that he did to try and get closer to Heero...to bring out the life in him.

As Duo washed away the remaining shampoo and went for the specialty conditioner, tears welled up in his eyes. He made no attempt at holding them back. He knew how he felt about Heero: he loved him. Not just deeply in love with Heero so badly he could taste it when he was awake and feel it when he was asleep. No, he wasn't just in love with Heero so badly that if it were a fire it would consume the entire Earth Sphere. He loved Heero as a friend. He loved Heero and trusted Heero, something he couldn't say for much anyone else.

"And I just royally fucked that one up," he whimpered as he finger combed the conditioner through his hair to the tips. He very well could have just screwed up any chances of getting closer to the silent enigma that was Heero and he could've lost whom he considered to be his best friend.

A few minutes later he stepped out of the shower. He had finished washing his hair and his body but stayed in just long enough to finish crying. He hoped his eyes weren't too red in case he ran into any of the guys in the hallway on the trek to his room. If he made it to his room without any interruptions he would be safe until the morning. He knew from past experience that he hadn't cried long enough to make his eyes puffy in the morning.

He wrapped a towel around his hair, the other around his waist (3), picked up his clothes and opened up the bathroom door. The hallways seemed to look clear and he couldn't hear anyone within a hundred feet. He deemed it safe to make his way to his room and did so quickly and quietly.

He encountered a problem when he got into his room though. He opened the door and right before he turned on the light he felt it; the presence. He dropped all the clothes and took the towel off his head for which he would strangle the intruder. He decided not to turn on the light just in case the prowler hadn't seen his state of undress. He closed the door, draping the room in almost complete darkness again. The only thing he could see was his bed and the rest of the corner that it was in thanks to the moonlight shining in through the large picture window on the far side of the room.

"I don't know who you are and I don't know why you're here but I suggest you leave," Duo threatened, keeping the towel in a tight grasp.

"Duo, it's me," a voice spoke from the darkness. Duo froze. He'd never heard the voice before but somehow it seemed familiar. It sent chills down his spine and back into two separate directions, one to his heart and the other to his cock.

"I don't know who you are," Duo admitted, a tad irritated with the game he was playing with his unidentified guest.

"Duo you know me very well. Better than anyone, in fact," the voice continued. It was soft and curvaceous, if a voice could have curves. It conformed to every angle of Duo's body and hugged him tightly. Then just as Duo thought the caress of the sweet sound was over it delved inside him, warming his heart, speeding up his blood flow and hardening his dick.

"Come out where I can see you and stop playing these bullshit games," Duo dared. He still had no idea who he was expecting to see.

"Duo, it's me," Heero declared as he took two steps to his left and into the moonlight in the room. Now he was standing in the middle of the window, hands folded in front of him, his face downcast and as always, his hair in his eyes. Duo stood stock frozen as he stared at Heero.

"Please don't look at me that way Duo," Heero begged. That shook Duo out of his stupor. He shook his head and took a step back, placing his hands in front of his growing erection.

"Why do you sound like that," Duo blurted out. Heero flinched at the question, seemingly hurt by it.

"Why do I sound how?"

"You don't sound like yourself. You sound, different," Duo observed.

"Is it a bad thing?" Duo shook his head.

"I don't talk like this all the time because if I did, I don't think I would come off as very threatening," Heero expressed. Duo shook his head again, still amazed at the change in his friend's voice. Not to mention it was making several different parts of his body react in such frivolous ways that were all pleasant.

"I discovered that I have the ability to speak differently when I'm addressing different subjects. When I'm being a soldier I talk as I do whenever I'm around all you guys."

"God that voice is better than silk," Duo internally commented.

"When I speak to Relena, I speak in a softer tone, though it's still harsh and to the point," Heero went on. Duo did not like hearing Relena's name spoken in this new voice.

"And when I talk to myself about you, this is what comes out," Heero finished. He finally looked up at Duo, whom he could see thanks to the fact that his eyes were in such perfect condition. Duo was standing there, hair wet and down, a seemingly pointless towel around his waist considering his skin was still dripping wet, another towel in his hands and his hands in front of his crotch. Duo looked confused and scared at the same time.

"You make me something completely different than what I was trained to be. You make me a person. I don't know how to act around you so I always act the same. Some of the things you get me to feel I don't quite understand. So I try to push you away. Some of the things go against my training so I try to push you away. Yet you're always there and you're always trying with me. You're always trying to be my friend and to help me and to get me through this war alive.

"I can't explain everything because even I'm not that perfect. All I know is that you make me feel a lot of things that I didn't even know existed. You make me want to know more of them. You make me a person, like I said. And sometimes it scares me. I need you to follow through on making me a human...because I can't do it alone. I need you there. I want you there." There was a long pause where Duo was trying to figure out what to say. Then, after about a minute, Heero spoke again.

"Duo, Duo Maxwell. Ai shiteru," Heero told him.

The entire time Heero was speaking his voice was slow, sometimes panicked, sometimes in control. Duo wanted to cry and jack off at the same time.

"I understand if you don't feel the same way. I can't keep it to myself anymore. Please don't let this come between our friendship or affect you in any negative way," Heero pleaded. He started to walk across Duo's room to exit but when he was next to Duo a hand on his chest stopped him.

"Heero," Duo whispered. Heero looked at him, into violet eyes with tears rimming the edges.

"I'm not upset. I'm just surprised...but in a good way," Duo revealed. It was then that Heero noticed one major difference in Duo. Duo's voice. It wasn't the booming racket that it usually was. It was low and deep, thick and rich. Luscious was a word that came to Heero's mind. Duo's voice suffocated him in feelings and sunk into his skin. It was like he was being drowned in a tar of caring kisses and feeling touches. It had the most impact on his heart and his cock.

"I did what I did today because the opportunity came up and I thought that I was never going to have one again. I thought that I had lost you as a friend and I was so worried that you would never speak to me again. I did it, because I love you. Plain and simple, no other reason. That's why I hang around you as much as I can. That's why I act the way I act and that's why I try to get you to respond to me. I was afraid though, that if you found out that you wouldn't want to associate with me anymore," Duo admitted.

"Duo you're beautiful," Heero blurted out. The admission took Duo back a little.

"Everything about you is beautiful; your eyes, your hair, your body, your voice, your personality, it's all beautiful. And I'm so sorry it took me so long to realize what you were trying to give me."

"Heero, it's okay. You're here now and I'm here now, and it's okay."

"Promise me something Duo, please," Heero requested.

"Practically anything."

"Promise me that you will always speak to me, in the voice that you're speaking to me with now," Heero asked. Duo smiled warmly.

"As long as you promise me the same thing," Duo let out in a breathy voice.

"Kiss me again and I'll promise you anything," Heero avowed. Duo didn't have to be asked twice. He slipped his hand up the side of Heero's neck and into the hair on the back of his head. He closed the short space between them by at first, tentatively pressing his lips against Heero's. As the kiss went on both Duo and Heero got more comfortable with the situation. Heero ran his tongue over Duo's lips as Duo had done to him earlier that day. Duo dropped the towel in his hands and took a firmer hold of Heero's neck with one hand while splaying the fingers of his other out in the small of Heero's back. Duo opened his mouth to Heero's tongue and in no time they were massaging the other's tongue with their own. Only when Heero reached behind Duo and took a firm hold of his ass with both hands did the kiss break.

Duo arched his head back and gasped for air. He knew that Heero had a hard-on but now, being pulled into Heero by his ass, his own boner was rubbing roughly against Heero's. Heero smiled at finding Duo was just as happy about this encounter as he was, as well as just as sensitive. And he was going to take it for all it was worth.

Heero looked down at Duo, his wet hair falling around his torso, a small layer of sweat covering his skin, glistening with the moonlight mixture, his head thrown back, his breaths coming in pants already, his mouth wide open and his eyes closed in slight pleasure. Heero craned his neck down and kissed the pale skin of Duo's neck, pulling a moan from him. Heero smiled against the skin and continued kissing.

"You have no idea how long I've wanted to do this...how many times I've thought about it...how many different situations my mind has given me," Heero wheezed between kisses. Duo leaned his head against his right shoulder to give Heero more space.

"So you have fantasies too," Duo pondered, quickly getting to the point of needing something to lean against for fear of falling down.

"Yes, many," Heero admitted, stopping right over Duo's left shoulder.

"Please, act them out," Duo practically begged.

"Really?" Heero sounded smug and Duo could tell but he didn't care. He had wanted this too badly for too long to care about how smug Heero was being.

"Please," Duo outright supplicated.

"Fine." Heero trailed his tongue from Duo's shoulder up to the juncture where his neck met his shoulder. Then he bit down, quite hard. Duo screamed out, his hand which had fallen away from Heero's head, flying back to it and pressing it into the new wound. Heero, worried he had hurt Duo, brought his head up despite it being forced down by Duo's hand.

"Did I hurt you," he demanded to know in a shaky voice. Duo shook his head.

"Do it again. Bite me, bruise me, give me hickeys I don't care. I want you to," Duo rasped.

"I take it you've thought about this too," Heero supposed. Duo thrust his hips against Heero's. Heero buried his head in Duo's chest and whined in pleasure.

"Yeah," Duo replied. Heero reluctantly stepped back from Duo. Duo looked at him with confusion and a bit of fear in his eyes. Heero smirked at him.

"Oh my fucking god, he just smirked at me," Duo mentally pointed out. If it was possible he got even harder at the feral look in Heero's eyes. Heero quickly took off his shirt. At seeing the fire in Duo's eyes blaze he smirked again. He knew Duo was gonna love this next move. He took a handful of his spandex waistband and pulled.

Duo moaned at the sound of ripping fabric and looked on as Heero's shorts went falling to the floor in pieces. Heero stood naked in front of Duo's eyes, not ashamed of his nudity as stated by his proud stance and the ravenous look in his eyes.

"You are so fucking sexy Heero," Duo declared. Heero smiled. It was a bright smile that took Duo's breath away.

"And gorgeous at the same time," he added. This time Heero's smile was faint and coy as was the blush rising on his cheeks. Duo smiled and stepped over to Heero and kissed him, their mouths opening almost automatically. Their tongues met in what began as a delicate dance. It soon became heated and desperate as they started to rock against each other, their erections not going unnoticed.

Heero slid his hands down Duo's back, around his stomach, up his front and down his torso again. This time he gently unfolded the towel around Duo's waist. Duo moaned at the freedom and the rush of cold air mixed with Heero's body heat on his ultra sensitive cock. His moan made Heero moan but all sounds the boys were making were being caught in the mouth of the other.

Duo wrapped his arms around Heero's upper back and chest, sticking his body flat against Heero's. More moaning by both parties. Heero wrapped his arms about Duo's upper body and lifted. Duo came off the ground and latched his legs around Heero's hips. Never once breaking the kiss, Heero made his way over to where he knew Duo's bed was. Heero put Duo down, turned his back to the bed, keeping his body and mouth plastered to the braided boy the entire time, and pulled Duo down on top of him as he fell back against the bed.

Duo backed away from Heero's mouth, leaving both of them panting heavy breaths. He lowered his eyebrows in perplexity at Heero's movements. He had expected Heero to be the one in control, for at least this round but it appeared as though the tables were turned.

"You initiated this, we wouldn't be here if it were for you. I want you to take the lead here," Heero explained.

Duo smiled and, not knowing what to say, let that be without discussion and kissed Heero. After a minute or two he moved his lips down Heero's cheeks and started to allot more open mouthed kisses on his neck. Heero's breath was getting more hitched as was his. He could feel how hard Duo was and knew that he was aching. Duo decided he would return a favor that was earlier given and bit down on the side of Heero's neck, towards the back of his head. Heero screamed out in a mix of pain and pleasure but moved his head so Duo had room to do so again if he wished.

Duo licked and kissed the wound, sucking on it for a little so there would surely be a mark there in the morning. He kissed his way up to Heero's ear. He licked and nibbled around the edge, forcing short screams and shouts from Heero's throat. Duo smiled as he licked up the entire side of Duo's ear. He enjoyed making Heero so vocal, it gave him a sense of pride and power, both of which he liked.

"Do you have any sort of lubrication in close range," Heero wondered into Duo's ear, which happened to be right by his mouth. The whispered words would have tickled had Duo not been in such an aroused state.

"In the table next to the bed," he reported in a deep, scratchy voice, moving down to Heero's chest. Right as Heero reached over to open the drawer Duo thrust his hips up and his cock against Heero's. Heero's body jerked and his middle flew up as a natural reaction and he let out what was a mix between and groan and a growl. Loving the sound, Duo wanted to see if he could make Heero make it again so he threw his hips forward again, harder this time. Heero screamed out and quickly pinned Duo's pelvis to his by grabbing Duo's ass and holding it firmly.

"Impatient aren't we?" Duo nodded his head quite vigorously, sending some free hair over his shoulders. Heero, holding Duo down with one hand, reached with his other to the drawer, pulled it open and felt around spastically for the possible tube of lubrication. He looked at Duo whose teeth were clenched and was making small mewls of pleasure and waiting along with his erratic breathing. Heero's hand dug through the contents of the drawer, throwing the things he reached that weren't what he was looking for across the room.

"Now who's impatient," Duo breathed. Heero crushed his lips against Duo's, hard enough to bruise, but neither cared. Duo pushed back and as their mouths opened ran his hands over Heero's legs. Heero found a tube but didn't want to back away from Duo's inviting mouth long enough to see if it was the right one. He ground himself against Duo, making the boy whimper into his mouth. Heero smiled around Duo's tongue, sucking it into his mouth. Duo's hands came to the back of Heero's knees and he pulled them up to his sides. Heero tore his mouth away from Duo's.

"Found it," he reported, waving the tube in front of Duo's face. Duo let go of one of Heero's legs, which stayed propped up, and took the tube. In his rush to get it open and some lube on his erection he had some trouble with the tube.

"Don't hesitate on my account," Heero rasped. Duo opened the tube and squeezed some of it onto the fingers of his left hand. He knew he wasn't going to have to use all four but he thought it better to just be prepared. Heero placed one leg over Duo's shoulder and the other around his middle, giving Duo more than enough access. Duo leant back and looked down at Heero. He knew that Heero trusted him but the way he was unquestioningly opening himself up like that, not even having to be asked or hesitating, showed ultimate trust to Duo.

"There might be some discomfort," Duo warned, his first finger an inch away from Heero's exit-made-entrance.

"If there is, talk me through it," Heero requested, his voice small and sweet. Duo bent down, Heero's leg atop his shoulder moving to round his waist, and, as he pushed the first finger in, kissed Heero gently. To Heero's surprise it wasn't actually that painful, just a tad odd...especially when Duo started to move it around, inside and out. Heero returned the gentle kiss, knowing that this was Duo's way of thanking him. He knew that Duo saw this as a sign of trust and he did trust Duo with everything. Just as he knew Duo trusted him.

Duo sat back again as he added the second finger, wanting to gauge Heero's reaction visually. Heero looked as though he was entirely incarcerated in the feeling, his face neither of pleasure nor pain, just absorbing. Duo wanted to do something to make this a bit better for Heero. Then he looked down. A sly grin slathered itself across Duo's face. Still pushing and pulling his fingers in and out of Heero's body, he waited until he added the third finger. Heero's face turned to that of mild pain.

Duo took the opportunity he had been wanting. With his fingers spreading apart as much as they could inside Heero's ass, he bent down and licked the trail of pre-cum that had dripped from the head of Heero's cock halfway down the side. Heero gasped loudly and his hands went straight for Duo's head. He pulled Duo away from his cock.

"I'll come," Heero threatened. Duo licked his lips.

"But you taste so good," Duo supplied. He forced his fingers into Heero all the way to the last knuckle. At that moment his middle finger struck something that felt significantly different from the rest of the hot flesh inside Heero's sphincter. Whatever the nub was, it was something Duo aimed to hit again.

"Duo," Heero screamed, throwing his head back and his ass down on the fingers. Duo smiled fiendishly and forced his finger against that spot again. Heero gasped loudly, on the verge of screaming.

"Now! Please!" Heero was done being prepared and was ready for Duo to fuck him. Both Heero and Duo knew that they wouldn't last long, probably a few minutes. They'd both been hard and on the brink for a while now and they understood that. There would be no embarrassment with early endings.

Duo pulled his fingers out and took a hold of Heero's hips. Heero broke open his eyes and looked up at Duo. Duo stopped, his hard cock just outside of Heero. Heero nodded his head and mouthed a silent 'please.' Duo curved forward, placed his hands on either side of Heero's chest and slowly pushed himself inside. Heero's lips curled inward, his eyes closed and he let out a slow groan.

Duo continued pushing until he was inside all the way. Heero's breathing was erratic and his eyebrows were knit together. Duo decided to give him some time to adjust to the new feeling.

"It's not painful," Heero began, ostensibly reading Duo's thoughts.

"It's just bigger than your fingers...a lot bigger than your fingers," he finished, swelling Duo's heart with pride. Heero smiled and opened his eyes.

"You need to be more confident," Heero attested. Duo smiled a small smile and crooked his head forward to kiss Heero again.

"I think I need to start moving," Duo suggested. It was easy to stay still for a moment or two in Heero's hot casing but he could feel his control dwindling with each passing second. He slid out until only the very tip of him was inside then carefully pushed back in. The keen from Duo's mouth was enough to make Heero shiver but that added with the feeling of Duo moving in and out of his body made him moan.

"God, fuck Heero," Duo groaned as he repeated the process.

"Duo," Heero whined, just for the sake of saying Heero's name. That made Duo speed up his inward thrust. This time he hit that spot inside Heero that made his scream out. The way Heero impaled himself onto Duo made Duo want to do that again. So he did. They started to build up a rhythm; Duo in and hitting that spot, Heero down and hard, creating more friction.

Pretty soon they were both getting pretty vocal, Duo practically screaming and Heero doing the same. Their voices were encouraging their motions even more, both wanting to make the other make more sounds.

Heero bowed his head and started to leave a trail of wet kisses and bites along Duo's neck and upper chest. His bites and kisses were coming at a fast speed as were Duo's thrusts. Duo craned his head around to get some access to Heero's neck. Soon they were both covered in harsh bite marks, Duo's back in scratches. They both knew that in the morning they would be glittered with hickeys as well.

Duo curved his back and leant down to take a hold of Heero's left nipple with his mouth. He licked and sucked on it until Heero was pushing his head down onto his chest. The moment Duo bit down on it as well as striking Heero's prostate gland Heero lost it.

"Duo! Christ-fuck! Duo...god," he screamed as loudly as he could, which was pretty loud even by Duo's standards, shooting his cum onto both his and Duo's stomachs. Hearing Heero say his name in the ecstasy of passion like that and feeling the proof of Heero's pleasure on his stomach, hot and wet, proved too much for Duo.

"Heero! Heero! Heero," Duo shouted. Heero could feel Duo's cum hitting his inner walls and filling him in the space that Duo would soon have to leave. They stayed still like that; Duo inside and on top of Heero, Heero's arms and legs wrapped around Duo, his fingernails stuck in Duo's back.

"You think that was good, wait till I get my chance to fuck you," Heero whispered for that was all he could muster. Duo smiled.

"You'll get your chance. Just give me a few minutes to regroup here," he requested. Duo pushed himself up, pulled out of Heero and lied down next to him. He did notice Heero's wince as he pulled out but waited to mention it until after Heero was done turning towards him, draping an arm over his chest and a leg between his own. Duo cradled Heero closer with the arm that Heero was lying on. He knew it would be numb in a little while but he didn't care.

"I'm sorry if I hurt you," Duo apologized in a quiet tone. Heero smiled against Duo's neck.

"Don't be. It was fantastic and the pain is worth it," Heero spoke against Duo's skin. They lie there, content with the slow breathing and still a bit unsteady heartbeats.

"Duo?"

"Yeah?"

"Talk to me, please," Heero requested. Duo smiled and kissed Heero's cheek, grazing the tips of his fingers over Heero's side.

"I love you," Duo declared, his voice timid but not weak at all.

"I love you too."

"Do you know why I love you," Duo inquired.

"No, do you know why I love you?"

"No. I don't know why you love me or why I love you, even. All I know is that I love you."

"Duo?"

"Yeah?" Heero took a breath.

"Thank you." Duo didn't have to ask what he was being thanked for, he knew. He brought his hand up and turned Heero's face towards him and they shared a long kiss.

"Duo," Heero called again. Duo let out an amused breath as he smiled against Heero's lips, which were still pressed against his own.

"I love hearing you say my name," Duo informed Heero.

"Duo, talk me to sleep. Talk my nightmares away. Talk my strength back so I can give you the screw you want." Duo smiled at Heero, knowing that Heero was being serious. He was more than happy to oblige.

"Talk my fears away. I don't care what you say, I don't care what you talk about, just talk to me," Heero requested, cuddling even closer to Duo. Duo smiled. He knew what his voice did to Heero. It was exactly what Heero's voice did to him; it saved him, it comforted him, it was another way for Heero to show Duo that he loved him. And if Heero wanted Duo to talk to him in that voice for the rest of his life he would. Because he knew that Heero would do the same for him.

"Some time, not so long ago, I met a boy. He was lost, just like me. But I decided, out of all that wanted to save him, that I would be the one to do so. And the only reason I knew that I could, was because he saved me too..."

1: Yeah, I totally stole this little idea from the movie Heathers. If you haven't seen it, go see it. If you have, and you didn't like it, don't smite me please.

2: This is what I do with towels when I use them so I figured that Duo would do.

3: I would have had Duo dry off before he went back to his room but I thought it would be better imagery for Heero is Duo was still a tad dripping wet.

Heero: Thank you. It was nice.

Duo: No it wasn't, it was freakin' cold!

Heero: You couldn't tell.

Duo: *blush**smile*

Heero: *smile**raised eyebrow* I'm reenergized.

Duo: *devilish smile*