< I don't know yet.
Was it just by chance?
Could this be kismet?>>

Wufei felt a shiver go up his spine as a semi-intoxicated American pilot wrapped his arms around him. Duo's hips thrusting into his behind and swaying with the intense music of the club. He definitely was blushing. He knew that and quickly tried to hide it. They were supposed to be watching and monitoring a general of Oz and Wufei didn't like the fact Duo never told him they were monitoring him at a gay club. Wufei was definitely feeling out of place as about every man in the room had either winked at him or asked him to dance or if he wanted a drink. He knew Meiran would kill him someday, she would come back from the dead and strike him down. . .

Duo's hands snaked around his body and he had to make a conscious effort not to shrug off and kill the American pilot. He watched from his position the general. Or as often as he could, he didn't want to stare at any guy too long in this club. And he swore if Duo grinded himself any closer- he stopped that thought.

Duo pulled the Chinese boy closer to him. This was a wonderful mission. Clubbing, drinking, dancing just to monitor an OZ general. And he got to drag poor Wufei into it with him. He didn't knowwhom the Chinese pilot thought he was fooling, but Duo know when he had been checked out. Whether the Chinese pilot realized it not, Duo knew Wufei looked at other men. . .and woman. Duo shrugged and continued him assault on the Chinese pilot. So Wufei was bi. No problem there.

He smirked at the small flush in Wufei's cheeks. Ohh. . .he definitely looked wonderful tonight. Tight leather clinging to the tight limber legs of Wufei. Running his fingers over the taut flesh of the other pilot Duo was again thrilled he managed to get Wufei to unbutton his shirt. . .white gleaming off his copper tone skin and his raven silk hair let out of the tight tail. . .He rested his chin on the smaller boys shoulder. "Watcha think of the general, Wu-kun?" Duo asked.

Wufei swallowed down the urge to hurt Duo and turned his head to answer to discover Duo practically draped across him and leaning over his shoulder, "ah. . .. " his mind went blank looking into those violet eyes so close and he looked away and answered, "I don't see why we are monitoring him here."

Duo sighed. Well, what did he expect. The stoic pilot to drop his mask when the two of them had left the others on this assignment? Wufei was the only one who knew Duo liked other guys. That's when Duo started to wonder how Wufei knew. It wasn't like he made very obvious, just insanely happy. Heck, he and Heero were like brothers, and he knew Heero wouldn't let him go by him if Heero knew the truth.

< now I'm always touched by your presence, dear.
When we play at cards you use an extra sense.
(It's really not cheating)
You can read my hand, I've got no defense.>>

Duo dragged Wufei to a table away from the music, "sit, I'll be right back!" and Duo flitted off to the bar. He needed a drink. And Wufei did too. He got to the bar and ordered for himself and Wufei, disguising Wu's as just a coke. And once given the drinks he maneuvered back to the table and handed Wufei the drink. "Coke. Like the soda." Duo replied to Wufei before the other pilot could ask. He plopped down across from the other pilot. Took a sip from his drink and then pulled out a cigarette, "want one?"

Wufei blinked and replied, "no.

Duo smiled and lit up, "to each there own. I really think we are going to be here all night, Mr. Oz general is sooo not leaving anytime soon." The said general was on at least two different boys at the moment and didn't look like he was going to be done anytime soon.

Wufei took a sip of his drink and looked at Duo, "I didn't know you smoked. . ."

Duo smiled and flicked ash into the tray, "not often, but I guess it is a habit from childhood and clubbing. It seems to work together in my mind."

Wufei just responded, "ah."

Duo rolled his eyes, "there are a lot of things you don't know about me, Wu. Just as I know even less about you."

Wufei took another sip, and then another. He didn't like the way Duo kept running his eyes over his body. There was a hungry look in Duo's eyes. He put done a gulp of his drink and turned to watch the general.

Duo watched as the drink disappeared fairly fast. Wufei was obviously nervous or uncomfortable with him watching him. But who wouldn't? Wufei had such a delicate look to him, especially with his hair down and wisping all over. He was much smaller than Duo had expected. He actually had a lithe frame, slender and petite. Much lighter than his, though completely full of lean muscles making him a beautiful sight. Hell, Wufei had to have realized that half of the club had checked him out! Realizing Wufei had finished his drink Duo put down the rest of his and put out his cigarette and stood up to stretch.

Wufei looked up to see what Duo was doing and Duo stretched and Wufei pulled his eyes away. It was too easy to stare at Duo. The cute American with the cattail-like braid and stubby nose. He wasn't having these thoughts. He opened his eyes and found Duo smiling down, "ready to dance?" and pulled him up without an answer pulling Wufei into him.

< I am always touched by your presence, dear.
Floating pass the evidence of possibilities.
We could navigate together , psychic frequencies.
Coming into contact with outer entities.
We could entertain each one with our theosophies.>>

Wufei blushed furiously as his forehead met Duo's shoulder. The American pilot wrapped his arms around his waist and made sure Wufei's hands were on his shoulders. Meaning there bodies were extremely close and as Duo danced them into the crowd they got closer and closer. As the music picked up Duo's hips started grinding into his. Wufei tried to back up but Duo definitely wouldn't let him.

"Duo. . .cut it out!" hissed Wufei. As Duo's arms pulled his wrists around Duo's neck, flushing the bodies close together. Hips grinding into each other. He was feeling rather warm inside and things started hazing. . .

"Wu-kun, chill. It is a little alcohol in your system. . .not going to hurt you, just loosen you up, which you sooo need to be!" and Duo wrapped his arms around him again. Dipping his head down he pressed is lips against Wufei's ear and said, "You are allowed to relax. No one else is here but us. . .masks go down." And with that let the slow bass guide his hips against the other pilots.

Wufei blushed and kept feeling the motion of Duo's hips meshing against his. Duo kept running his fingers to control his waist and kept his hips grinding against the others. Suddenly Duo accidentally ran his fingers over a slightly ticklish spot on Wufei's hips. Wufei leaned into Duo's shoulder with a giggle.

Duo smiled, and continued tickling the area and watched Wufei wiggling and giggling against him. Soon Duo backed Wufei into a wall and laughed, face flushed with arousal as the Chinese pilot laughed uncontrollably as Duo continued to tickle him.

"Yamatte!" Wufei managed to giggle out.

"Hell no! Your laugh is adorable!" and pecked Wufei on the cheek. Something unrecognizable glimmered in the Chinese pilot's eyes. Then he blushed as Duo leaned forward and rested his lips lightly on the other's. Wufei blinked into the gentle attack, and then black eyes flew open as Duo slipped a hand into the swell of his back pulling him closer and closer.

Flesh touched flesh and Wufei whimpered. He didn't understand what happened. This wasn't supposed to be happening. This shouldn't be happening. Duo wrapped both arms around Wufei and pulled him flush against him and pushed his tongue into the others mouth. Wufei whimpered in protest but the whimper retreated into a moan of content as Duo invaded his mouth.

Warm sensations swarmed his senses and he leaned into the kiss and let his eyes fall closed. He needed this. It was a wonderful feeling jetting through his blood. He draped his arms over Duo's and entered his mouth. Duo groaned with delight and ran his palms along the back of Wufei's.

"Mmmmmmm. . . wonderful Wu-kun. . ." Duo whispered looking at the warmth spreading through the other pilot. No, he wasn't wrong, Wufei definitely had a thing for him. Which was fine, he loved his little stoic pilot as much as he loved life.

"Again. . ." whispered Wufei and tugged Duo back towards him. He didn't want to lose this feeling. He had lost it with Meiran. . .lost his colony. . .he wasn't going to lose this miracle of a moment. Not now and certainly never again.

"Only because its you. . .Wu-kun. . ." and Duo kissed the smaller pilot and smiled. "Besides. . .they'll never know. " his thoughts were then lost as more important issues sprung to mind. . .

< when you're talking with your super friends.
Levitating lovers in the secret stratosphere.
I am still in touch with your presence, dear.>>

(copyright Kc-chan, 2000)

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notes:
song is (I'm Always Touched By Your) Presence Dear
by Gary Valentine of Blondie fame,
this is from a solo CD.