Title: Untitled 1x2
Author: ZnK (GWingZSQ@aol.com)
Archive: Yes
Category: shonen ai, and yaoi-ish hints, OOC, lime-ish
Rating: PG(-13)
Pairings: 1+2+1, hints of 3+4+3 & 5+Sally+5
Feedback: Always welcome.
Notes & Warnings: This 'was' my first fic with the G-boys. Then I got into my "Dreaming of You" song ficcy so now it's number two.Will there be a lemon flavored sequel? Maybe, if I can find the nerve to attempt it.
Disclaimers: No matter how much I wish they were mine I know they aren't so I'll just have to live with it. I'll just toy with them a little, so don't sue!
//=Thoughts

Untitled 1+2

Glancing at the clock, he saw it was just after midnight. He turned off the laptop and stretched out his limbs. Standing, he walked over to the couch where Duo was watching a late night movie. He looked down at the braided pilot and smiled. Duo had curled up on his side and was sleeping peacefully.

//He looks more like a sleeping angel then the God of Death.// Duo shifted slightly and his arm slid off his stomach. Heero smiled again. He enjoyed times like these when he could let his emotions run free. //What would Duo do if he woke up right now?// He tucked a stray hair behind Duo's ear and brushed his cheek.

Heero picked the remote off Duo's chest and turned the TV off, then turned back to Duo. Careful not to awaken the Deathscythe pilot, he scooped him into his arms. Stopping once to flip the light off, he headed down the hall to their bedroom. He placed Duo gently on the bed and pulled the covers up around him. Silently, he kissed Duo's forehead.

Slipping quietly into his own bed, he rolled onto his side and faced Duo. Heero watched the even rise and fall of Duo's chest. He found himself wondering how the crazy American boy had been able to slip past his defenses. Yawning, Heero closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Duo crawled out of bed the next morning to the very familiar sound of fingers moving over a keyboard. Sure enough, when he managed to pry his eyes open there sat Heero typing away on his laptop. Untangling himself from his sheets, he stumbled to the bathroom and started the shower.

He tugged off all his clothes, shook out his braid, and sighed as the warm water hit him. Quickly washing the rest of himself, Duo started on his hair. Humming softly as he rinsed the rest of suds from his hair, he shut off the water. Duo reached for the towel and wrapped it around his waist.

Heero looked up as the door opened and instantly forgot what he'd been doing. He stared at the tempting vision before him. //Dear God, how am I supposed to resist that!// Heero turned away and prayed he could calm his hormones. He turned off his laptop and sat staring at it.

"Oi, Heero any new missions yet?" Duo asked as he dug through his drawers.

"Not yet."

"Too bad," he said, pulling on a pair of smiley face boxers. "I guess we'll just have to find something else to keep us busy."

//I could think of one or two things...// Heero thought.

"Which one do you like better Heero?" Duo asked, holding up two shirts.

//How about none of the above.// Heero wanted to say; instead he waved a hand in front of his face. "Doesn't matter."

"Breakfast is ready!" Quatre called from the other side of the door.

Duo pulled on the black T-shirt and a pair of jeans. He finished towel drying his hair and quickly rebraided it. Heero closed the laptop and headed to the kitchen with Duo not far behind. Duo sat down in his chair and reached for the orange juice. Trowa helped Quatre finish setting the food on the table.

Each took a plate and piled on what they wanted. Wufei scowled at his plate and silently ate his food.

"What's wrong Wu-man?"

"WUFEI! How many times must I tell you Maxwell!"

"Whatever you say, Wu-man. How'd your date with Sally go?"

"It wasn't a date! I just helped her out with a mission...that's all!"

"Oh," Duo replied skeptically. "How do you explain that?"

"Explain what, Maxwell?"

"That," he said pointing to the red mark on Wufei's neck.

"Looks like a..." started Quatre.

"KISAMA!" cried Wufei as he stormed to his room and slammed the door.

"Oh well, more for us," Duo said, digging in.

Later that afternoon Heero sat at his laptop trying to focus on the mission reports. However, he found himself distracted by thoughts of Duo. Wufei was still locked in his room, and refusing to come out. Quatre had talked Trowa into taking a walk. Duo sat on the couch laughing at some cartoon.

//How am I going to get anything done, when all I really want to do is...//

"Heero why don't you forget about the reports and come watch TV with me?"

"I don't have time."

"Aw come on, don't you know that all work and no play makes Heero a dull boy?" teased Duo. He walked over to Heero and whispered in his ear.

"Ninmu ryoukai." Heero said, dragging Duo to their room.

~OWARI~

Wufei: Onna?
ZnK: Nani Wu-wu-baby?

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