Stellar
Shi-chan
Heero stared out of the window, out into space. The expanse was vast and was, to most, a humbling sight. But not to the Perfect Soldier, Heero Yuy. No, the Perfect Soldier was not humbled by such a sight as lay before him in the reaches of the galaxy.
He turned away from the view, back to his sterile white table and his dismantled gun, back to his cleaning of aforementioned gun. At some point the boy looked up; some random point that, if he'd not picked that moment to take a peek at the vidscreen, would have changed the course of history. But Heero did look up and at the vidscreen, and he did see what it held for his viewing.
Between two burly OZ soldiers hung the limp form of one Duo Maxwell, Pilot 02 of Gundam Deathscythe. Heero froze, listening to the news report.
"OZ has reported the capture of one of the rebel pilots......"
Capture.
The rest of the news cast was blocked out as Heero's brain began to process ways to eliminate the potential threat that his comrade now posed to his mission. OZ would surely torture the boy for information and if they tortured long enough, which they usually did, 02 would break and they could not risk that. 02 had to be eliminated before he could leak any information to the enemy.
Resolve set, Heero stood and trekked off to prepare for his mission. Kill Duo Maxwell.
"It's my destiny to be killed by you," Duo said calmly as Heero leveled the gun at him.
Heero stared at the boy. He was so willing to die by Heero's hand. Why? Heero stood there, unable to understand why this bothered him so.... that Duo would be fine with dying at his hand. Destiny, the boy'd said. His destiny to die, here, now, and by Heero's hand . 'No,' Heero thought, 'This is not his destiny.... I.... can't kill him.... why? Why can't I do it? Why does my heart clench when I look at him and think of his death? Why?'
When no bullet came to take his life, Duo cracked one violet eye open. "Hey? You are gonna kill me, aren't ya?" he asked.
Heero looked down at the gun, then tossed it to the surprised boy. "You can still use your right arm, can't you?" he stated, more than asked, moving in to help the boy's side.
"You should be fine if you just rest," Heero said, finishing his first aid on the braided boy. "I entered the school under your name, so you can go there for a while, until you heal, if you wish."
Duo blinked. Heero'd used his name to enter a colony school? He was surprised to say the least. "Thanks, man," he said. Heero stood up and nodded. Suddenly, Duo surged up and planted a quick, clumsy kiss on slightly pouty lips. Quickly as he'd done it, he sat back on the bed, putting as much distance between him and the Perfect Soldier as possible as he was unsure of Heero's reaction.
Heero just stood here, surprise etched on his normally stoic face. He looked at the longhaired boy a little confused. Duo must have taken his confusion for revulsion, or something of the like, for he mumbled an apology. Heero looked at him a moment more before reaching out to grab that pointed chin between calloused fingers. Duo flinched and Heero's heart ached. Slowly, he lowered his head to place his lips on Shinigami's.
Duo blinked as he felt Heero's lips upon his. He was so shocked he just sat there.... that was until Heero started to deepen the kiss, running his tongue along Duo's bottom lip, asking admittance.
Heero felt Duo open his mouth to his request. He'd never done this before, but it had been a part of his studies. Dr. J had made sure Heero was well versed in all areas as well as sexual ones.... just in case of capture or necessity. Was this either? He didn't know. he wasn't being held prisoner nor was he doing this to fulfill a mission. He felt his body react to Duo, to the boy that had now wrapped his arms around Heero's neck. Heero found, that in his musings, he'd wrapped his own arms around that slim waist and now held the boy flush against him. He felt the heat rising off Duo's skin and the sensual fragrance that was uniquely Duo.
They broke the kiss, both panting slightly. Heero looked at Duo's flushed face, the rose tint of his cheeks and the lustful glitter of his violet eyes. He ran his fingers in small circles on the boy's face, watching as Duo's head fell back, exposing his long neck as he responded to Heero's touches. Heero felt the boy's arousal pressing against his leg even as he knew his own was rubbing against Duo's lower abdomen. Heero kissed Duo's neck and the boy squawked slightly. Heero watched curiously as Duo's head popped up and he glared at the cobalt eyed boy.
Duo's mind cleared a little from the lust-induced fog. He blinked. "Why?" he asked around the lump that had welled up in his throat.
"Why?" Heero repeated.
Duo looked at him. "Look. Don't play with my emotions...." he said, trying to wrench himself out of Heero's embrace. "So I slipped, and now you know, k? Just don't tease me cause of it."
"I'm not teasing," Heero said, pulling Duo back against him and holding the boy against his shoulder in a hug. "I promise I'm not."
Duo relaxed a little, breathing in the scent of Heero. He smiled against the warm shoulder. Heero smelled of soap and strength. He didn't know why he thought strength smelled like something, but Heero smelled like strength. Strong and powerful, in a nice compact, well-toned body. That brought his attention back to the fact that they were flush against one another and his arousal was rubbing up against Heero's leg through the thin fabric of his hospital gown and Heero's spandex-clad one was pressing against him....
Heero heard Duo groan a little, then felt the boy rub against him. The sensation went straight to his aching cock as Duo began to lick and nip at his collarbone. Heero groaned through clenched teeth. Grabbing the base of Duo's hair, Heero pulled the boy's face to his in a passionate kiss.
[Meet me in outerspace]Heero stepped forward, urging them toward the bed. Soon enough, they were toppling in a heap onto the small mattress, hands still roaming, lips still locked in a searing kiss.
Duo scooted back on the bed, drawing Heero with him. "Heero...." he breathed.
"Hn?" Heero grunted as he began to kiss his way down Duo's neck.
"Can we... I mean.... will you.... um...." Duo stumbled over the words.
Heero paused and looked up at him. He looked deep into the violet eyes for a second before he was off the bed. Duo's face fell, but before he could be truly disappointed Heero was back with a little jar. He kissed Duo, hands working down the back of the gown, untying the strings that held the thin fabric together. Before long, the strings were no longer an obstacle and Heero's hands were roaming up Duo's back and over his shoulders, pushing the gown aside.
Soon, Duo lay nude on the bed, skin prickling from the chill of the air. Heero quickly divested himself of his clothing before settling himself on the bed beside the other boy. He rubbed his body up Duo's as he reached up to plant a kiss on the soft, slightly swollen lips.
"Unghhhh!" Duo groaned as Heero's arousal brushed against his own. He reached up to place his hands on either side of Heero's face. "Please?" he asked, violet eyes imploring and full of desperate need.
Heero nodded and slid back down Duo, unable to resist torturing the boy a bit. Heero coated his fingers with the Vaseline from the jar and began to stretch the fey youth. Heero still hadn't a clue as to his reactions to Duo, but he knew that right now, sex, being inside that tight heat, was a necessity and thus allowed by mission parameters.
Heero stretched Duo, brushing a finger every now and then against the prostate, making the boy squirm and writhe in pleasure. After making sure Duo was as stretched as possible, Heero coated his neglected shaft with the jelly and placed it at Duo's cherry entrance.
Duo's eyes bulged as Heero began to push into him. Heero's cock was far larger than any three fingers and it filled him completely. It was like finding something that had been missing.... Heero began to move and Duo cried out as he struck the prostate with the first deep thrust. Soon they had a rhythm going, Heero hitting that glowing spot nearly every thrust.
When Heero felt himself close to climax, he reached around and began to pump Duo's need in time with his thrusts. They came together, Duo crying out Heero's name.
[We could spend the night, watch the earth come up]They lay together, in the aftermath, as the Earth rose and sleep claimed them. Heero stroked the sweaty bangs back from the gamin face as Duo slept.
"Mmm.... love you," Duo murmured in his sleep.
Heero blinked, shocked.
Duo blinked, blearily, as he woke. He felt cold and like something, or someone, was missing. His eyes shot open, as memories flooded his mind, and he looked around for the missing body.
Nothing. No one. Naught, but a short, neatly, but hastily, scribbled note.
"Duo, Mission: Rest, recuperate.
Yuy."
Duo looked at the note. Hurt flittered across his face before he valiantly hid it, scoffing. "Short and sweet, ne, Heero? Fuck me, then leave, eh?" He sighed dejectedly, deciding to find some clothes and get dressed. Maybe he'd enter that school Heero'd mentioned. 'Why'd he use my name?' he wondered idlely.
Heero watched from the shuttle as it drifted further and further away from the colony. He had to get away. Away from Duo, away to think.
'... love you...'
A mumbled phrase, murmured by a sleeper. It held such power, such confession that, Heero was sure, Duo'd never have uttered it in waking.... not then at least. Heero was confused. Confused over his emotions, his reactions, and, most of all, over Duo.
The boy was such an enigma. Strong, energetic, flamboyant, and boisterous. Ever-changing was a good term for the braided whirlwind. Duo was as still as a leaf in a tornado, he never stayed a certain way for more than a minute.... sometimes not even that. During the waking hours, that is. When Duo slept, though... the boy was not a deep sleeper, just a sound one. Heero didn't know when he'd learned all this about Duo.... he guessed through everyday observation over the time he had spent in the boy's presence. But he continued to wonder why. Why did he make such observations?
He decided not to think about that for a while. He had a mission to complete and that mission required his full attention.
[I've grown tired of that place, won't you come
with me]Heero was dead on his feet. He could barely drag himself into the safehouse. He slumped against the door and vaguely felt it open and warm arms catch him as he fell. Darkness overcame him.
All around him was darkness. No light, not even the pinpricks of stars. Nothing, but emptiness. He didn't like it. It felt like his soul and he hated when he was confronted with that twisted being. Somewhere, far away, he felt a warmth envelope him.
It curled around him, soothing his arching muscles, relaxing his tense and stressed body. The dreamscape around him changed. No longer did black nothingness permeate the scene, but a warm and liquid blue.... his body floated in this endless sea of euphoria. He felt like something had replaced the cold lump that was his heart and he was flying higher... higher.... higher!
The dreamscape receded and was replaced with the real world, but the feeling of being whole... no longer empty.... lingered on, warming him to the core. He could feel the creature that was warming his soul... a lithe body with sinewy muscles draped about him, limbs carelessly tossed over him... wrapping around him. He turned and snuggled against the warm, supple body. Lifting his head, he gazed upon the fey creature that shared his bed (or was it the other way around?).
Heero smiled slightly, leaning down and placing a soft kiss on sleep parted lips. The faerie sighed and snuggled closer, waking slightly.... He watched as the mystic violet eyes blinked open, slowly taking in their surroundings.
Heero latched an arm around the boy's waist and pulled him close, planting another 'wake up kiss' on Duo's forehead.
"Heero?" Duo breathed, unsure if the boy that held him was his onetime lover.
"Hai...." Heero replied, running his fingers through Duo's loose hair.
"Mmmm," Duo purred, snuggling again. "This real?"
"Mm-hm," Heero answered. "Hai."
[We could start again]Duo remained silent.
"I'm sorry," Heero breathed into chestnut hair.
Duo blinked. "Huh?"
"I'm sorry... that I left...." Heero said, placing a finger under Duo's pointed chin. "Can we start again?"
Duo smiled, and it was like an angel had descended and was wrapping Heero in sunshine. He nodded and wrapped his arms around Heero's neck. "Why'd you leave?" he asked, completely innocent and unaware of his sleep wrought confession.
"I was.... afraid...."
"Of what?"
[How do you do it, make me feel like I do
How do you do it, its better than I ever knew]"Of the way I feel for you...."
Duo looked deep into Heero's cobalt eyes. "I love you, Heero...."
Heero ran a hand over Duo's soft cheek, which the boy leaned into. "I know," he told aforementioned boy.
Duo blinked. "What?"
"I know.... and...."
"....?"
"..... and though I don't know exactly what love is..... if wanting to be with someone at the cost of detrimenting one's mission just to return to them is love.... then...."
Duo threw his arms around Heero's neck and held him close, murmuring 'I love you' over and over, like a mantra.
Heero felt his heart burst; joy sang through his veins and his mind was fuzzy. He held the boy back, looking into the joy-filled violet orbs, and asked. "How do you make me feel like this? How do you make me feel like I do?" He didn't wait for an answer, but crushed their lips together in a passionate kiss.
[Meet me in outerspace
I will hold you close, If your afraid of heights]They lay together, just feeling the pulse of their
hearts beating in unison, for what could have been
eternity (they could have cared less if it had been).
"C'mon, get up," Heero grunted, prodding Duo out of bed.
"Mmmm, c'mon, 'ee-chan... le'me sleep....." Duo mumbled from under the mound of covers.
"No, get up...."
"Why?"
"Hn...." Heero glared at the pile of blankets.
Duo peeked out from under his safe haven and eeped. "Ok! Ok! I'm up!" He pushed the sheets and what-not down, then stretched his arms up above his head.... watching out of the corner of his eye as Heero began to drool. He pouted a little when Heero shook himself out of his lust-induced stupor and narrowed his eyes on the temptress.
"We've got to be somewhere in half an hour...."
"Where?"
"You'll know when we get there...."
"But Hee-chan!" Duo pouted, putting on the puppy eyes and water works.
"You'll know when we get there," Heero said firmly, going over to the closet and tossing some clothes at Duo.
"Mmph!" Duo grunted as he got a face full of shirt. He sighed and began dressing.... teasing his lover every inch of the way. If Heero would succumb to his seduction, Duo was gonna make damn sure that he regretted it for a while. A case of blue balls would teach Heero Yuy to deny Duo Maxwell his well deserved slumber (and sex and cuddling.... etc).
After a few minutes of torture, Heero growled and exited the room. Duo snickered as he heard the bathroom door slam and some grunts follow. He wasn't about to let Heero remedy his hard on... unless he, Duo, was the one it was remedied on!
Heero nearly fell off the toilet seat as the door swung open. "Oi, Hee-chan!" Duo said, flinging himself onto Heero's lap. He nuzzled against Heero's neck and rubbed against the arousal straining against his spandex. "I'm ready to go!"
Heero growled in frustration as Duo jumped off his lap and ran out the door.
[I need you to see this place, It might be the
only way
That I can show you how, it feels to be inside of
you]Duo stared out over the vast grassy plains, his violet eyes large and awestruck. "Wow," he mouthed, eyes questing over the expanse.
"Breath taking, isn't it?" Heero asked, standing behind Duo and wrapping his arms around the boy. Duo nodded, then leaned back to rest his head against Heero's shoulder.
"It's amazing... I've never seen anything like it before...." Duo said, his voice hushed.
"It's beautiful.... the way the wind whips over the grasses, swirling them around in patterns only it can create. The way the light shines down from wholes in the clouds, dotting the landscape...."
Duo looked up at his lover. He'd never heard Heero so poetic and vocal. "Heero....?" He breathed.
"It all reminds me of you," Heero said, tightening his grip on the boy. "It reminds me of you, but doesn't compare to you.... not even the smallest bit."
Duo turned around and hugged Heero tight, a tear slipping down from the corner of his eye.
[How do you do it, make me feel like I do
How do you do it, its better than I ever knew
How do you do it, make me feel like I do]"Heero," Duo sighed, snuggling against Heero's chest. He let the tears trickle down his cheeks. He'd never felt so happy in his life, so loved and so complete. "Oh gods, I love you so much...."
Heero just held him close. There was no need for words, not need for anything in that moment other than just being.....
[You oh oh oh oh oh
are stellar
are stellarHow do you it, make me feel like I do
How do you do it, its better than I ever knew
How do you do it, make me feel like I do
How do you do it, make me feel like I do, Yeah.]"Duo...."
Duo raised his head off Heero's chest, blinking his eyes curiously.
"..... I love you," Heero said, kissing Duo lightly on the cheek.
Fresh tears began to flow down Duo's cheeks and he licked them away as the fell. He buried his face in Heero's shirt, content to just be, just remain there forever. Soon, lulled by Heero's heartbeat, Duo fell into a sweet slumber.
Heero gazed at his sleeping love, feeling overly sentimental he whispered. "You are stellar....."
Owari.
Author's notes: Yes, overly sappy and not really what I wanted it to do, but hell.... what can you do when the song is talking about having sex....? The sap is due to the fact that I read a bunch of sappy fics for the March Contest on 1x2ML... so sue me I like sap ^_^ *giggles* Tell me if this sucks, is great, or is a mediocre try at my normal bland writing. ^_^ (I'm making fun of myself, have a problem with that take it up with your alternate personality). 10 pages ain't bad for a single fic.... and reishin, it took me 3 weeks to write this, I doubt that is rushed, but you can chew this one up.... ^_^ I enjoy the criticisms, really, makes me work all the harder to write either crap or good stuff. (Sorry, I'm in a weird mood and have a shoulder ache bad enough to give me a migraine).
