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Teacher's Pet (part 7 - part 12)


Part Seven

The next day was agony; there was no way for them to be together. Duo had to help clean around the orphanage and do his homework. Heero had grading and other paperwork to catch up on. Both counted the minutes until they could see each other, even if it was at school. The day passed slowly; until Heero decided to do some research. What he found totally absorbed him for the rest of the day. By the time he fell into bed, completely exhausted, he knew he had something positive to tell Duo, finally. He couldn't wait to see the longhaired boy the next day.

Unable to talk much in class, Heero settled for admiring Duo across the room, trying desperately not to stare too much, or get aroused. It wasn't easy; Duo radiated pure sensuality, and the little they had done together had only increased his appetite for more. Every time Heero looked at the sexy boy, all he could think of was how Duo looked, pants open, pumping his own cock, climaxing all over himself while he moaned Heero's name. Or the feeling of the boy's lithe body moving against his as they danced, hardness rubbing against aching hardness. All he could do was look forward to the end of the day when they could be alone, and Heero could tell him what he had found.

Heero arrived at the library, unable to stop grinning. He couldn't wait to see Duo, just to be with him. But the longhaired boy wasn't there. Heero tried not to worry too much; maybe he had been kept after by another teacher. But there was a nagging worry in the back of his mind; something wasn't right. He waited; Duo had never been this late. Heero began to believe that something was seriously wrong. But what could he do? How could he check up on Duo without raising suspicions? Heero waited 20 minutes, then decided he had to do something. He walked around the campus, looking for Duo, or something that would lead him to his love. He didn't know what he was looking for, but he knew he had to do something. Heero walked by what he knew was Duo's last class, but the room was empty. Not knowing where else to check, Heero stopped in the office. There was no one there; even the secretaries had gone home. Heero stepped out into the hallway once again; he frowned. What had happened? Heero began to get a cold feeling in his stomach; something was very wrong.

Heero walked down the pathway that led to the quad; the campus was unnaturally still after school hours. The quad was the only bright spot in an otherwise nondescript school; unfortunately most of the students used it as a make-out or smoking area. Heero stopped to pick up some trash from under a bush when he heard it; a quiet whimpering that tore at his heart. Dropping the paper, he walked forward, following the sound. His mind screamed at him; his heart hammered; his palms began to sweat. No, no, no... then he saw the end of a long braid and his heart nearly burst. Duo!

Duo was curled up on the dry grass, clutching his stomach. He didn't look up when Heero approached. Desperately, Heero called Duo's name as he sank to his knees next to him. "Duo!"

Duo didn't answer. Heero touched his shoulder, and Duo flinched, screaming, "No!"

That was when Heero noticed that Duo's clothes were ripped badly. His blood turned to ice. "Duo, it's me, Heero. Talk to me. What happened?" Although, he already had a pretty good idea.

"N... nothing," sobbed Duo, though that clearly wasn't the case.

"Was it those assholes? Tell me!" demanded Heero, nearly blind with rage. But Duo only curled up into a tighter ball. "Oh, Duo," Heero whispered, realizing that his anger wouldn't help his love right now. He deliberately pushed the rage aside, vowing to get his revenge very soon. Right now, he had to take care of Duo. After checking that the boy had no major injuries, he gathered him up in his arms and carried him to the car. He drove to the hospital as fast as he could manage. Relinquishing the longhaired boy to the hospital staff was one of the hardest things he had ever done; that, and having to tell the staff that he wasn't family, but only Duo's teacher. Not, family, no, but soulmates; although that didn't seem to matter here. The nurse said she would contact Duo's guardians, but Heero would not leave.

Heero sat nervously in the waiting room; he couldn't get his mind away from the fragile longhaired boy that ruled his heart and soul. He wouldn't leave, not until Duo was well. Finally, the nurse called him over and handed him the phone; it was the head of the orphanage, thanking him profusely for his help with Duo. Also, the lady said, it wasn't possible for any of the staff to come down; would it be too much trouble for him take time out of his busy schedule and check on Duo occasionally? Heero couldn't believe his luck; the woman had given permission for him to visit Duo whenever he wanted. He said immediately that it was no bother at all, he didn't mind. His heart leapt; at least he would be able to watch over Duo. The woman was so grateful that Heero almost felt guilty; but his love and concern for the beautiful boy overrode everything else.

He handed the phone back to the nurse; and immediately asked to see Duo. He was directed to the boy's room; Heero didn't hesitate, he needed to see his love. His heart almost broke when he saw the longhaired boy; he looked tiny, the hospital bed seemed to swallow him up. He had bandages in several places; and a cast on his left wrist. His beautiful face was bruised and scratched. Heero had to stand still for a moment to get his anger under control. The last thing Duo needed right now was more anger. He would get revenge; but later, and on his own terms.

He approached Duo's bedside quietly; the longhaired boy appeared to be sleeping. Heero pulled up a chair and settled down beside Duo's bed; he wasn't going to leave until Duo awakened.

About a half hour later, Duo stirred. Heero was immediately on his feet beside the bed, holding Duo's uninjured hand.

"Heero..." Duo whispered. "My head hurts..."

"Relax, Duo... you have a concussion," Heero fought down the anger as he said those words. Duo needed him to be reassuring. "Do you remember what happened?"

Duo frowned; Heero's heart ached as he saw the pain on the bruised yet beautiful face. "I... I was going to meet you... I cut across the quad... and there they were... I couldn't get away," tears started to fall from the violet eyes. "I tried to fight back... there were 6 of them... no one else was around... I'm sorry, Heero..."

Heero growled dangerously. He had seen Duo's ripped clothes. "What did they do to you, Duo?"

Duo's eyes widened; Heero thought... "No! They, um, didn't do that, Heero! They just, um, grabbed me and hit me and stuff..." Duo looked down, blushing.

Heero tried to put his rage aside again. "It's ok, Duo, you're safe now. I'm so sorry I wasn't there to help you," Heero finished miserably.

"Oh, Heero, it's not your fault! Please don't say that!" Duo exclaimed, squeezing Heero's hand. "I'll be ok. I knew those assholes wouldn't give up. I know the type."

Heero looked at Duo's brave face. "I'll make sure they are dealt with, one way or the other," he promised. Duo believed him. "I love you, Duo."

Despite his injuries, Heero's words made him smile. "I love you, too, Heero," he replied, and with a grin, he added, "And I can't wait to show you how much."

"Duo!" despite himself, Heero felt his body react to Duo's flirtatious words.

Duo smirked. "What?" he said innocently.

Heero looked deep into violet eyes. "You're terrible. Even in the hospital, you tease me."

"That's why you love me," smiled Duo.

"One of the many reasons," agreed Heero, and carefully brought the boys hand up to his mouth and kissed it gently, just letting the tip of his tongue graze Duo's soft skin. Duo shivered. Heero smiled.

"What about my schoolwork?" Duo asked, yawning. "Tired..."

"I'll bring it to you, don't worry about it right now. You have a concussion, give yourself time to heal. They want to keep you a few days for observation," Heero assured him.

Duo thought of something. "How did you get in to see me? What about the orphanage?"

"I spoke to the director. She gave me full permission to see you any time I want," Heero replied. "And I'll tell her I'll watch over you, bring your homework and stuff. She was very happy that I could help."

Duo smiled. "Yes, she's nice enough, they're just understaffed. There's a waiting list to get a room now. I hope they don't give mine away!" Duo joked, and yawned again.

"Rest now, Duo, I'm not going anywhere. I'll be right here when you wake up," promised Heero, releasing the boy's hand and sitting in the chair beside the bed.

"Promise?" Duo repeated, and Heero nodded. "Ok, then. Maybe just for a bit..."

In a few minutes, the longhaired boy was sound asleep, and Heero watched him sleep for a few minutes before stepping out of the room to make a phone call.

Later, Duo woke, and looked immediately for Heero. The teacher was sitting in the same place, eyes closed. Duo smiled and said, "Good morning!"

Heero opened his eyes and grinned. "Actually, it's still evening, Duo. And hello. How do you feel?"

Duo moved experimentally. "Better. My head hurts less. But now my ribs hurt. And I'm hungry!"

"When are you not hungry?" Heero laughed. "You slept through dinner, I didn't want to disturb you." Duo started to pout, but Heero quickly added, "But I took the liberty of getting you a little something..." He pulled out several plastic containers of Chinese food, enough to feed several people.

"Heero!" exclaimed Duo, "You're wonderful!"

"I had to smuggle it in," Heero explained. He helped Duo sit up and arranged the food for him, and the teenager dug in like he was starving. Duo was halfway through the food when he realized something else. "What's all that?" he asked, waving his chopsticks at the bundles on the floor.

Heero was waiting for him to notice that. "I've been busy," he said, worried that this new development would upset the boy. At Duo's inquiring look, he continued, slightly embarrassed. "I called the orphanage back, to let the director know how you were. I told them you would be here for a few days. And you were right, they are short on space. She said they would have to fill your space, there were some kids who desperately need a room, they had been staying at a shelter alone. They are doubling up in the rooms, even. So I said that I would take your stuff, and if they don't have room when you are released, they," Heero paused, "will make arrangements to give me temporary custody of you. You can stay with me." He paused to let that statement sink in.

Duo stared, openmouthed, at Heero. He couldn't quite understand all of what Heero was saying. "You mean..."

Heero nodded. Duo's face broke out into a huge grin. "Duo," Heero began warningly. "That doesn't mean we can..."

"It doesn't?" Duo asked.

"No, you're still a minor, and I'm still your teacher," Heero reminded him. Duo pouted. Heero decided to wait to tell Duo the rest of what he had found.

Duo drifted off to sleep, happy for once about the future, and under the watchful eye of Heero, who had promised to stay the night.

Part Eight

Duo woke to the sound of running water. He looked around, confused, then all the memories came crashing back to him. The attack, Heero's rescue, the fact that he could stay with his love... he was filled with elation and pain at the same time. Heero wasn't in the chair; but all the stuff was still there, so Duo figured he must be in the bathroom. Duo decided to surprise Heero, so he tried to stand up. Just as he did, he heard the water shut off. He stood up, wincing at the pain in his head and ribs, and tried to steady himself with his good hand. A wave of dizziness swept over him; he grabbed for support. The closest thing was unfortunately the rolling tray; Duo managed to halfway regain his balance before the tray went crashing across the room. Duo slumped half on, half off the bed as the tray crashed into the wall.

Heero heard the crash. He had been using the shower in Duo's bathroom, and was just toweling off when he heard the crash. He wrapped the towel around his waist and was out of the bathroom in an instant, fearing the worst. He rushed to Duo's side, and helped him back into the bed. "What the hell were you doing?" he demanded, afraid for the braided boy.

Duo looked at him apologetically. "I wanted to surprise you," he explained sheepishly. Then he noticed what Heero was, or rather, wasn't wearing. "Mmm, Heero, you look amazing wet and half naked."

Heero caught the towel just as it began to slip, trying to keep Duo from grabbing it. "Duo," he warned, not able to be upset with the longhaired boy.

Duo looked at Heero's body appreciatively, arousal overcoming his dizziness. He lay back on the bed so Heero could see his growing erection through the thin hospital gown. "Heero..." he moaned. "I want you so much..."

"Duo, I have to go to work," Heero explained, unable to take his eyes off the beautiful, aroused boy.

Duo pouted. "I'll miss you, Heero..."

"I'll miss you too, Duo," replied Heero. "I'll come back here right afterwards, I promise!"

Duo stretched carefully, so that the gown outlined his hard cock clearly. "I'll be waiting," he said seductively.

Heero almost groaned as he went back to the bathroom to get dressed. He had an erection to match Duo's and no time to do anything about it. It was going to be a long day....


Heero hurried back to Duo's room as soon as school finished. He checked at the nurse's station and was told that Duo was feeling better. He knocked quietly and entered; Duo opened sleepy violet eyes and smiled at him. "Heero..."

Heero sat on the side of the bed, and bent down to gently kiss the lips he wanted so much. Duo kissed back opening his mouth, and wrapped his arms around Heero, pulling him closer. Heero pulled back reluctantly. "How are you feeling?"

Duo smiled. "Better. Sore, but better."

"I'm glad," Heero answered, and pulled out a bundle from behind his back, presenting it to Duo.

Duo gasped. "Heero! Roses! Oh, they're beautiful! Thanks so much. No one has ever given me roses before." He hugged Heero again.

Heero hugged back, inhaling the scent of his love and the roses mixed. "You'd better get used to it."

Heero told him about the day at school, avoiding the fact that the boys who had attacked him had been suspended. Duo told him that the police had come by to get a report.

"Oh, Duo, I'm so sorry that you had to do that on your own," Heero said. He hadn't thought about that possibility.

"It's ok, Heero. It wasn't so bad. I just told them the truth," Duo replied. "They said they would contact me."

Heero smiled; he had forgotten that Duo had gotten this far without him. He truly couldn't remember what it was like before Duo came crashing into his life.

Two days of tests and observation later, Duo was ready to be released. He sat on the edge of his bed, waiting for Heero to arrive, still sore but anxious to get out. He still wasn't sure if he was going back to the orphanage or to Heero's; he was afraid to hope.

A small knock, then Heero came in smiling. "Ready to go," he paused slightly, "home?"

Duo grinned and nodded. "With you?"

Heero smiled. "Yes, they're still overcrowded. What a shame."

Duo would have jumped up and hugged Heero, but he was still on crutches. He settled for saying, "Let's go then!"

"The orphanage director wants to see you as soon as you're able, Duo," Heero said as he gathered up Duo's things.

They arrived at Heero's house without incident. Heero got Duo settled in the guest room over the longhaired boy's complaints.

Duo lay back on the bed, pouting, and said, "You're really going to keep resisting my charms, aren't you, Heero?"

Heero sighed. "I'm going to try, Duo. But, call me a masochist, but I still love it when you try..."

Duo giggled, but he wasn't really up to a full-on seduction right now. "Maybe I'll just rest a bit then..." Within minutes he was asleep.

Heero watched him sleep, overjoyed to have Duo safe, and in his house, where he belonged. He didn't know what the future held, but it felt right to be here with Duo, watching over him. Heero resolved to keep it that way.


The next day, Heero brought Duo some work to catch up on. The longhaired boy was feeling better; the dizziness was nearly gone. He still had the crutches, though, and Heero really didn't want him back at the school. It was time to fit in the next piece of the puzzle. Heero had Duo take a comprehensive test, telling him it was a diagnostic test. Duo flew through it easily.

"Duo, do you know what that was?" Heero asked. Duo shook his head. "It was a practice high school exit exam. You got them nearly all right. You could graduate early."

"Really? What do I have to do?" Duo was amazed.

Heero explained that he had to go take the test at the district office the next time it was given, and if he passed as well as he had done on the practice, his diploma would be awarded to him with full honors. "And you won't have to go back to that school at all," Heero finished. His injuries would be a good excuse for it, and hopefully no questions would be asked.

Duo's mind was still working. "If I graduated early, I wouldn't be in school any more," Duo began. Heero knew where this was headed. "That means you wouldn't be my teacher any more, Heero," Duo finished, letting the rest of the statement go unsaid.

Heero nodded. "But you're still a minor, Duo, don't forget that. I'm more than two years older than you, so it's still illegal."

Duo pouted. But he was one step closer to being in Heero's arms.

"Do you feel up to seeing the orphanage director tomorrow, Duo?" Heero asked.

"I suppose," sighed Duo. "I just hope they don't make me go back."

Heero hoped not either, but he knew they had to go. He fixed them dinner, the first time he hadn't just gotten take-out. Duo perched on a stool in the small eat-in kitchen, and they talked as Heero cooked.

Duo had never felt so happy, despite his injuries. They were together, and Heero was cooking for him. They sat in the kitchen and ate... it was almost as if they were a real couple.

Heero looked up in shock as he realized Duo was crying. "What's the matter?"

"Nothing," sniffled Duo. "I'm happy! I want to be here with you like this forever."

"Duo..." whispered Heero, looking at the beautiful boy across from him. He wanted this too, wanted to take care of Duo and protect him... He reached across the table and took Duo's hand in his and squeezed gently. "I'll make it happen. I promise." He didn't know how, but he would manage it. For Duo. He knew that he was hopelessly in love with the violet-eyed boy. He was glad in a way that Duo was still tired and sore, because the longhaired boy wasn't up to his usual teasing. It was a good thing, because Heero wasn't sure he could resist temptation tonight. His heart and his cock both ached for Duo.

The next day, Heero came back from the school; he helped Duo down the stairs and into the car. The motorcycle would have to wait a while. Every time Heero saw that Duo was still in pain, his desire for revenge got that much stronger. Someday, he silently promised Duo.

They arrived at the orphanage. Duo looked with trepidation at the gray building; the last thing he wanted was to have to come back here to live. Heero squeezed his hand briefly, and Duo was comforted. He knew Heero loved him, and that helped immeasurably. He could do this. He nodded and led the way to the director's office.

The director welcomed them in; she looked harried and stressed, but said, "I'm glad you're here, Duo. And Mr. Yuy, it's so good of you to help out."

Heero smiled and cleared off chairs for the two of them. Every available flat surface seemed to be covered in papers or children's toys. The director rummaged around until she found the file she was looking for. "Ok, here we are. Duo. I'm afraid I have some bad news for you." Duo's blood ran cold and Heero could see him grip the edge of the chair. "We're still overcrowded. In fact, if the fire department came in right now. We'd be in serious trouble. We don't have a place for you. We might be able to get you into an emergency shelter, but there's no guarantee. I'm so sorry."

Duo's mouth fell open. That was the bad news? That he had to stay with Heero? He tried not to grin. "I..."

But Heero cut in. "Duo is more than welcome to stay with me, it's no problem. Don't worry about it, Mrs. Evans. In fact, it's not that much longer until Duo turns 18. Is there anything we can do..."

"In fact, there is. Duo can apply to be an emancipated minor. That means he is legally an adult, even though he is not 18. It should be a mere formality at this point, I'm sure the application would be granted. In fact, it would probably be welcomed, to reduce our caseload. But, Duo, you have to be sure. It means no more assistance from the state, medical or otherwise. You would be on your own." The director looked at Duo seriously.

Duo looked at Heero, stunned. He hadn't considered that. Heero smiled; the teacher knew about this option, he had discovered it in his research. In fact, he had asked a lawyer friend of his about it. "I could do that?"

"Sure, Duo, I would have to sign the papers, but that's all. There probably wouldn't even have to be a hearing in your case," Mrs. Evans answered.

Duo tried not to look too eager. "I'll think about it, ma'am. Thanks so much!"

The director rose, and said, "Thanks for coming in, Duo. And thank you, Mr. Yuy, for your help. Duo is a bright young man. I know he'll do well."

They said their goodbyes, and left the building. Duo waited until they were safely out of sight, and stopped at a light. Then he hugged Heero tightly, tears streaming from his eyes. "Did you know about this?"

Heero nodded, hugging Duo with one hand and smiling. "I wasn't sure if the director would agree. But we can file the papers tomorrow."

Duo looked up at Heero, eyes shining. "I love you, Heero!" The last obstacle to their being together was about to disappear.

Part Nine

The day to file the papers came, Friday, and it was a half-day of school, so Heero came home early to find Duo waiting for him, dressed and ready to go. Duo was healing fast; the bandages were gone, and the cast would come off soon. As soon as he walked in the door Heero found himself with an armful of longhaired violet-eyed boy. He held Duo as tightly as he could, careful of the injuries. Duo had no such restriction, though, and squeezed Heero in a vise grip. He did this while managing to press as much of his body against the other man as possible. Heero moaned as he felt the lithe young body molded to his, Duo's ever-present arousal bringing on his own.

"Oh, god, Duo, are you always hard?" Heero whispered as he tried to resist the urge to rock his hips against the longhaired boy's.

"Just when you're around, Heero," purred Duo, nuzzling Heero's neck. He paused. "Or when I think of you," he corrected.

"Well that's ok then," smiled Heero, and let his hands travel lower. He ran his hands over the violet-eyed boy's firm ass. Duo moaned and thrust against Heero, sliding his hands into Heero's unbuttoned shirt.

Heero reached down to claim Duo's sweet mouth in a breathless kiss. Duo opened his mouth, welcoming him in, and they tasted each other, savoring the joining that foreshadowed more.

Heero finally pulled back, panting slightly. "I think we have someplace to go, Duo."

Duo brightened. "Oh yes! The lawyer called earlier, and I gave him all the info he needed, so he can have the papers ready. We're supposed to meet him at the courthouse instead of his office."

"That's great! We'd better get going, then!" They drove to the courthouse, met the lawyer and signed the papers. The judge happened to be a friend of the lawyer's, so they got in to see him in his office right away. The lawyer explained the situation, telling the judge about the attack and the overcrowded orphanage. Duo did his best to look pitiful. The judge asked Duo some questions, and Duo answered as best as he could. Then the judge turned his attention to Heero. He asked why he was helping Duo, and Duo was briefly worried. Maybe the judge suspected something? But Heero answered smoothly, explaining that he was an orphan as well, and had been adopted, and wanted to help out someone who wasn't as lucky as he had been. He said that Duo was a very intelligent young man, and he hated to see a good mind wasted. Duo watched in admiration as the man he loved convinced the judge that Duo was capable of taking care of himself. Finally, the judge seemed satisfied.

"Normally, I'd wait to approve this, but with the orphanage director's recommendation, and seeing as there is less than five months until you are 18, I think I'll save everyone a lot of paperwork and sign the declaration now." The judge signed the document with a flourish, and continued, "You are now legally an adult. Congratulations, young man, and good luck."

Duo stared at the judge in shock. "That's it?" The judge nodded. Duo resisted the urge to hug everyone in the room, and Heero helped him up and onto his crutches. "Thank you so much!"

Heero thanked his lawyer, and turned to Duo, smiling. "How does it feel?"

Duo answered, "I'm not sure! All I know is that you're wonderful to do this for me."

Heero said, "Let's go home, Duo."

Duo was unusually quiet on the ride back to Heero's apartment. "What's wrong?" the older man asked.

Duo stared at Heero, eyes shining, as they entered the apartment. "There's nothing to keep us apart anymore, Heero. I'm an adult, and you're not my teacher."

Heero groaned as Duo wrapped himself around him. "Not quite yet, Duo," he said, trying not to moan at what the boy's hands were doing to him. "You have to pass the test yet, to graduate early."

Duo sighed in frustration. "Heero! We still have to wait?"

"We have the rest of our lives to make love, Duo. We can wait a little longer, until everything is perfect," Heero replied, trying not to let his body react to the lithe teenager pressing against him. He failed, and Duo smirked as he felt Heero's growing arousal.

"Your body disagrees, Heero," said Duo, kissing Heero's neck and pushing him up against the wall.

"Oh, god, Duo... stop... you're still hurt, anyway. I don't want to hurt you more."

Duo pouted, and started to thrust his hips against Heero's. The older man threw his head back and moaned; the friction was incredible. He could feel the rough fabric of Duo's jeans through his thinner dress pants and boxers. He could also feel that Duo wasn't wearing anything underneath his jeans. The rigid line of the boy's hard cock pressed against his own hardness, lined up perfectly. "Duo..."

Duo panted; the feeling of Heero's body against his turned him on so much, he was already very close to climax. He fumbled with Heero's shirt, unbuttoning it quickly so he could touch his hot skin. He nearly ripped the buttons off in his haste, but finally he had access to the muscled chest. Quickly he stripped off his own shirt, and their smooth chests pressed together, hot skin scorching.

Heero gasped as their bare skin met; he reached back to unfasten Duo's braid. He needed to feel the silky hair on his skin. He worked the shining chestnut hair free, and gasped as he finally felt it brush his fevered skin. He shrugged out of the shirt, burying his hands in Duo's amazing hair. "Duo, we can't... I want you so much..." Heero was almost insane with need.

"Oh, Heero, I love you... just touch me... we don't have to go all the way... I just want to feel you... need you so much..." Duo pleaded, unable to stop his hips as they sought more sensation for his aching erection. His hands ran over Heero's chest, loving the feel of the muscles, and brushed against the hard nipples.

Heero moaned louder; his hands moved down to grasp Duo's ass and pull him closer, closer. He couldn't believe he was this close to completion just from Duo rubbing against him. He had been turned on since he first met the longhaired angel, it seemed, and his body was screaming to be joined with Duo's. He couldn't bring himself to stop Duo, not now, and his own hips thrust in answer. They were so close to being free to love; he knew he had to wait, but his body had been denied too long. He took over, holding Duo's firm ass, thrusting faster and faster against the other boy's hardness.

Duo moaned and let Heero take over, clinging to the strong shoulders. He wanted more, so much more, Heero on top of him and behind him and inside him; but at this moment, right now, his body needed to feel this, needed to take what it could of pleasure. So they thrust against each other, and both reveled in the friction, cocks still trapped in their clothes; moans grew louder and more insistent as their passion rose.

"Heero!" Duo sobbed, clinging to Heero and looking into the cobalt eyes. "I'm going to..." Then Heero tweaked one nipple, and Duo screamed, threw his head back and climaxed, mouth hanging open, long hair cascading down his back.

Heero watched as Duo's beautiful face filled with passion; then he too found completion, gasping his desire for Duo as his hot seed pumped out.

They stayed pressed together, holding each other and gasping for air. "Love you, Duo," Heero whispered, brushing back hair from Duo's face. "Are you ok?"

Duo raised his head and looked at Heero. "I will be. After the first time you make love to me, fully."

"And when we do, it will be perfect, Duo," promised Heero. "Until then..."

"We'll just have to suffer," pouted Duo. Then he smiled mischievously. "Wanna join me in the shower?"

Heero smiled. "There is nothing I would like more, Duo. But I don't trust you!"

Duo pouted, and Heero laughed; they spent the rest of the evening cooking dinner together and watching TV, their lust only slightly sated.

Part Ten

There were 2 weeks until the test was given; Heero and Duo spent the time frustrated and anxious. Duo studied for the test; there was no way he was going to fail this one. The day before the test, Friday, Duo visited the doctor for the last time. The cast came off, and he was pronounced healed, nearly four weeks after the attack. They hadn't heard back from the police about the boys who had hurt Duo. They hadn't reappeared in school. Heero finally found out that they had pleaded guilty, and because of their age, had been put on probation. Two of them had previous records, so were sent to a juvenile detention center across the state. The others had been reassigned to a school for troubled youths, and the officer assured Heero that they wouldn't be bothering anyone again. Heero disagreed; he was more glad than ever that Duo was out of that school. Heero decided to take other measures.

After they left the doctor's office, Heero told Duo they were going to visit a friend, but wouldn't tell him any more. Duo was, of course, bursting with curiosity. They pulled up to a beat-up looking old house, and Duo looked dubious. But he had lived in far worse places, so really didn't mind. He followed Heero up to the front door, which mysteriously opened at their approach. They walked inside.

The inside of the house couldn't have been more different from the outside. As soon as the door shut, it was like they were in a different world. What looked like a decrepit wooden door from the outside was actually a steel security door, and opened automatically, controlled from the inside. The small house was filled with high-tech equipment, the purpose of most Duo could only guess at. One wall was covered with flat panel displays, some of which showed views of the outside of the house, and the rest held scrolling data. It looked like something out of a movie.

Seated before the monitors was a small, unassuming man that would probably go unnoticed in a crowd. He spun around in his chair as the two entered, face breaking out in a wide grin. "Heero! How ya been? It's been ages!"

"Hello, Alex. I can see you're up to your usual tricks," joked Heero. "Duo, this is an old friend of mine, Alex." Duo nodded at the man, who didn't offer a hand to shake. Duo was struck by fear suddenly; how would Heero introduce him to this man? "Alex, this is Duo. The love of my life." Duo was amazed; Heero said it so easily. Alex didn't seem shocked at all.

"I'm happy for the two of you. You've been alone too long, Heero. Well, you've always been alone, but you know what I mean. Anyway, enough chitchat. No one comes to see me without a reason. I owe you big, Heero. You know I'd do anything to help you. What do you need?"

"You always could read me like an open book, Alex," smiled Heero. "I do have need of your particular brand of help." And Heero proceeded to tell him about the boys who hurt Duo, and how though he wished he could just kill them, he needed a way to get back at them. A non-violent way.

Alex listened carefully, nodding, and asked a few questions. Then he turned to Duo. "I'm sorry that had to happen to you, Duo. Heero is one of my oldest friends and you very obviously make him happier than I've ever seen him. I will do whatever I can to help you get back at those idiots."

"Thanks!" smiled Duo. And they got to work.

Heero gave Alex the names of the four boys that were currently free. Then they sat back and let him do his magic.

Within minutes, Alex had accessed the boys' families' credit histories, their job histories, and all the information they could find on the minor boys. Actually, one of them was over 18, so it was easier.

The oldest one was also the one who owned the shiny new Mustang, and with a few keystrokes it had been marked as a delinquent account, slated for repossession. It would be towed away, and though they would probably get the car back, it would be a long and arduous process to straighten out the red tape. Alex would arrange for it to be "accidentally" damaged during the repossession process, and when that was resolved, he would put in a report that the car had been stolen. The repossession would damage the boy's credit as well.

Two of the boys were in line for sports scholarships; they had obviously pled guilty to the assault with the intention of the conviction being wiped from their records when they turned 18, and hopefully no one would ever know about it. The scholarships depended on good behavior; and when the copy of the police report landed in the university offices, the scholarships would be all but gone, as befitted their cruel behavior.

The last one, their leader, was trickier; Alex tried and tried, but couldn't come up with anything. The boy's father was a lawyer. Then they tried searching the databases of the state he had moved from two years ago. Bingo. A charge of assault and battery that had been treated the same way as the later one, guilty with the intent that it would be erased if he didn't get into trouble again before 18; his lawyer father obviously knew that the states didn't reciprocate information, and had pulled the same trick in the new state. If the judge had known about the previous charge, the boy would not have been given probation. So Alex sent a copy to the district attorney, and the boy would most likely be joining his friends at the detention center very soon, his probation revoked. And things worse than they had done to Duo would happen on a daily basis.

After about three hours, they sat back. Alex had done his best; short of physical violence, this was the best he could do, and it was untraceable. With any luck, the problems they had invented for the boys would keep them busy and screw up their lives for some time. Heero still wanted to kill each and every one of them for hurting his love, but he didn't want to go to jail himself. Then he definitely couldn't be with Duo. They were so close now.

Heero and Duo thanked Alex, and promised to come see him again; the man was almost a recluse, working contract jobs from his fortress of a home. They drove home; Heero wanted Duo to get plenty of sleep before his test. Duo was too nervous to sleep, and tossed and turned for hours. Finally, he ventured out of his room and crept to Heero's.

"Heero?" Duo whispered in the darkness.

"Yes, Duo?" Heero answered. He hadn't been asleep either.

Duo came to sit next to Heero on the bed. "I can't sleep. Can I sleep with you please? I promise I won't try... too much..."

Heero sighed. He wanted nothing more than to sleep beside the longhaired boy all night, but could they trust themselves? But he couldn't say no to Duo, not now. "Promise?"

Duo grinned and dived into the bed next to Heero, snuggling close. "I love you," breathed the violet-eyed boy, and Heero needn't have worried. Duo was sound asleep in minutes, and though the boy's mere touch had made him hard as a rock, Heero soon followed Duo into slumber. They both slept soundly, intertwined and secure.

The next morning, Heero woke first, and lay quietly for a few moments, just looking in wonderment at the longhaired boy in his arms, amazed how lucky he was that they had found each other and were almost free to be together.

Then Duo began to stir, and managed to press his arousal against Heero, and brush against Heero's own, all while "innocently" waking up. Heero smiled and hugged Duo close; they had to get going to the testing center.

Heero sat nervously, glancing at his watch. The test should be nearly finished; it had been 4 hours. Duo must be exhausted after all that time. Then the braided boy came bounding out, and nearly hugged Heero to death, followed by a smiling older woman.

"I did it! Heero, I passed!" Duo cried, braid bouncing.

"How~" but Heero didn't get to finish.

"I must have bugged them so much they agreed to grade the sections as I finished them. I did really well, Heero!" Duo was practically trembling with excitement.

Heero looked at the older woman, who stood beaming. "There weren't all that many people taking the test, and Mr. Maxwell here was so enthusiastic, I couldn't help but check over it for him. He'll get the official results in the mail in about two weeks, but I can tell you he passed with flying colors."

Heero smiled and shook the woman's hand. "I can't thank you enough. You have no idea how much it means to him." And us, Heero added to himself.

The woman smiled back. "I think I can tell," she said, looking at the excited boy. "Good luck to both of you."

Heero and Duo walked out into the parking lot. They stood by the car, and Duo stood still all of a sudden.

"Duo, are you ok?" Heero asked, concerned.

Duo looked at Heero, eyes shining. "This is it, Heero. I passed the test. I've graduated from high school. I'm an adult. I'm no longer injured. There's nothing to keep us apart any more."

Heero took Duo's hand and held it gently. "Let's go out to dinner. Then, go home and celebrate. And I can truly show you how much I love you. Completely."

Part Eleven

Heero stared across the table at Duo, entranced by the longhaired boy's beauty and unable to quite believe that tonight was the night. Tonight, the two would finally be able to consummate their love, to finally love each other fully as they had wanted to since they met. It seemed like years since Heero had first caught sight of Duo across the parking lot, first locked eyes with the boy who would capture his heart. All the longing, all the frustration, would culminate tonight, and Duo would truly be his, completely. His heart ached nearly as much as his arousal as Duo smiled at him in the candlelight.

Duo tried not to squirm in his seat; Heero looked more gorgeous than ever tonight, and it was sheer torture to not touch him or kiss him, knowing what they were free to do now. No more barriers, legal or moral, stood between them and their love. Duo was healed, a legal adult, and Heero was no longer his teacher. The dinner had been delicious, but all Duo could think about was getting home, and getting into bed with his love.

Finally, they finished, and Heero led Duo to his car, opening the passenger door for the longhaired boy. Duo paused before getting in, and looked at Heero. "I love you, Heero," he said simply.

Heero looked deep into Duo's violet eyes, and gathered the longhaired boy into his arms, kissing him passionately, pressing him up against the side of the car. Duo wrapped his arms around the older man's neck, melting against him, pressing his erection against Heero's, surrendering to the kiss. When Heero pulled back, they were both breathless. "Love you," Heero sighed as he brought his hand up to trace Duo's swollen lips. "Let's go home." Duo nodded, and Heero tried not to exceed the speed limit too much on the way.

Heero unlocked the door, but stopped Duo before he walked in. "Please, indulge me?"

Duo was confused, but answered, "Anything."

Heero pushed the door open, then turned to Duo and scooped the longhaired boy up in his arms. He carried Duo easily, stepping across the threshold, looking into his love's eyes the entire time. Duo smiled, snuggling close to Heero.

They stood like that for a long moment; Heero didn't want to put Duo down. He felt perfect in his arms. "Duo, I love you," said Heero. "I want to be with you forever."

Duo hugged Heero tightly, and said, "I love you too. Forever."

Then Heero gently put Duo down, and said, "I want to make love to you, Duo."

Duo was trembling as he answered, "I want everything, Heero. I am more than ready."

Heero said, "I'm going to run you a bath. I want you to relax in the water for a while, while I shower and get some things ready. Is that ok?"

Duo nodded, and let Heero lead him to the large master bathroom. Heero ran the bath, and got Duo settled in it. Heero resisted the urge to gaze at the beautiful boy's perfect naked body. Duo put up his hair so it wouldn't get wet, and lay back to relax. The water felt perfect, and Duo just enjoyed the warmth. He tried not to think too much about the upcoming night. He couldn't help it, though; he had been looking forward to this too long.

Heero busied himself, preparing the bedroom for later, then went to the guest bathroom to shower quickly. He needed everything to be perfect; this would be their first night together; the first night of the rest of their lives. Finally, everything was ready.

Heero entered the bathroom, and said, "Duo? Ready?"

Duo stood up, naked and glistening wet. Water dripped off of his lithe body and rock hard cock. "Do I look ready?"

Heero hardened once again; he was wearing only boxers. "Yes, you do. And you look perfect." He held up a huge towel, and wrapped it around Duo as he stepped out of the tub.

Duo released his hair so it flowed around him, and wrapped the towel around himself. He looked at Heero and said, "What next?"

"You'll see," Heero answered, and led his love out into the bedroom.

Duo gasped as he looked around the room. There were scented candles, and silk draped everywhere, and it looked like something out of a fantasy. "Oh, Heero..." sighed Duo. "It's perfect."

"I wanted our first night together to be perfect, and unforgettable," replied Heero, wrapping his arms around the longhaired boy from behind. "Like you."

Duo moaned and pressed his ass back against Heero's hardness. "Then let's get started, Heero. I want you so much."

"And I want you. But you've teased me so much, Duo, when you knew we couldn't make love yet. I think you need to suffer a bit first," smirked Heero as he removed Duo's towel.

Duo turned around and wrapped himself around Heero, pouting. "Suffer? That doesn't sound like any fun."

"Oh, I guarantee you'll enjoy it," Heero answered as he guided Duo to the bed. "Just not enough. Yet."

Heero had Duo lie down on the bed, on his stomach. Heero climbed up behind him, after removing his boxers.

Duo lay on the bed, trying to get comfortable while his aching arousal pressed into the bed. He moaned when he felt Heero straddle his hips. So close... "Heero... what are you doing?"

"Giving you a massage," Heero explained, admiring Duo's cute ass before settling his weight on that ass.

Duo moaned. "Heero! No fair!" The weight of Heero on his backside pressed his painful arousal into the bed, heightening his frustration. That, and he could feel Heero's bare skin against his, and Heero was leaning over, and now he could feel Heero's hard cock pressing against his ass... "Heero..." Duo moaned.

Heero smirked. This was frustrating to him as well, but he intended to tease the hell out of his longhaired love before Duo got satisfaction. He leaned farther, making sure Duo could feel his erection pressing hard against him, a promise of what was to come; and grabbed a bottle of massage oil from the bedside table. He uncapped the bottle and poured some into his hands. "Have you ever had a massage, Duo?"

"No," Duo said, voice muffled by the pillow. Then he moaned as he felt Heero's oiled hands on his back.

"Then you're really going to enjoy this," murmured Heero as he started to work the oil into Duo's smooth skin. He started at Duo's shoulders, working down.

"Mmm, Heero, that feels so good. Warm," Duo sighed as Heero continued the massage.

"The oil warms up as you rub it," explained Heero. At first, he concentrated on loosening the boy's tense muscles, rubbing more of the oil in. He could feel Duo relax under his hands. Then, slowly, his touches became more light, more teasing, more sensual.

Duo thought this was the most wonderful thing he had ever felt; Heero was touching him, Heero loved him, and they would become one tonight. The anticipation of pleasure warred with the warm touches the older man was giving him; Duo was on a fine line between arousal and relaxation. Then, slowly, the balance shifted toward the sexual, and he felt Heero's hands travel downward. His arousal had never gone away; but now it made its presence known again, throbbing and pulsing with long-anticipated need.

Heero smiled as he heard Duo's low moans and knew his touches were having the desired effect. Just touching Duo's gorgeous body made him ache; he was so hard right now he felt like he would explode. But Duo had some suffering to do. He moved back so he was now straddling the boy's thighs, and he eyed Duo's firm ass with anticipation.

Duo whimpered when he felt Heero change position; he thought he was going to explode when he felt Heero's hands apply the warm oil to his sensitive skin. Heero's hands worked closer and closer to his sensitive entrance. His entire being focused on that one area; hypersensitive nerves sent waves of pleasure and longing to his clouded brain.

Slowly, Heero worked the oil into Duo's soft skin; he traced the line of Duo's cleft, just dipping his fingers inside. He felt Duo tighten, and heard him gasp; Heero knew exactly what he was doing to his longhaired love. Quickly, he shifted his position, nudging Duo's legs apart with his knees until he knelt between Duo's spread legs, and the longhaired boy was revealed before him.

Duo moaned even louder when he felt his legs opened; he could feel Heero between his legs, and it made him feel wonderfully vulnerable. He trembled, waiting for Heero's touch to continue. He was being tortured but he loved every minute.

Heero savored the view before him, then coated his fingers in more oil and touched Duo again, more intimately this time. As long as he had been in love and lust with the beautiful boy, this was the first time he had touched him like this, in such a blatantly sexual manner. Up until now, it had been a massage, if an extremely sensual one; but this was crossing the line, and Heero took it slowly. There would only be one first time for the two, and Heero wanted them both to cherish every second. He traced an oiled finger down the cleft of Duo's perfect ass, and just brushed against the boy's virgin entrance.

Duo tried to spread his legs apart farther and push back, wordlessly begging Heero to give him more; he couldn't speak any more. All he could think about was what Heero was doing to him. Heero's fingers touched the center of his need; sensitized and aching, Duo cried out.

The erotic sounds that Duo was making went straight to Heero's cock; but he held back, teasing Duo's entrance gently, tracing small circles and then gently pushing one finger inside.

"Oh, god, Heero," Duo moaned, finding his voice. "Yes..." Heero gently stretched Duo, proceeding when he was sure he wasn't hurting his love. Duo was clutching at the sheets and panting as Heero added another finger.

Heero removed his fingers; Duo whimpered his objection, but then Heero was rolling him over, straddling his hips again, and this time Duo could see Heero in all his aroused glory. Heero looked like a god, bronzed and naked and hard as a rock, cobalt eyes dark with passion. Duo looked up at the vision that was his lover and thought he was the luckiest man in the world. "Heero..." he whispered, voice full of need.

Heero just smiled down at his beautiful lover, and poured more oil into his hand. He started with Duo's shoulders, working downward, massaging and caressing and stimulating at the same time. Then he reached Duo's hard nipples, brushing over them lightly at first, then stopping to tease them again and again. Duo gasped and arched up as far as he could; but Heero straddled his hips and he couldn't move far. Duo couldn't take his eyes off Heero's cock, so close to his own; so similar yet so different.

Then Heero's hands were moving down again, oiling Duo's stomach, brushing perilously close to his aching cock. It throbbed and ached for Heero's touch; the glistening drop at the tip spoke of his extreme arousal. "Please, Heero," Duo asked, begging for anything and everything; more touches, more of Heero's fingers inside him, more of the uncharted territory he was just beginning to experience.

Heero's hands traveled downward, but continued past Duo's erection, leaving it untouched. Duo whined in protest. Then Heero moved again, spreading Duo's legs and settling between them. This was how he had wanted to see Duo, since they had first met; legs spread before him, cock wet and hard, hair flowing, face flushed, perfect mouth begging for Heero to touch him, pleasure him, fuck him. Heero pushed Duo's legs apart farther, and looked at the longhaired boy's arousal, untouched and ready; he had longed to taste Duo for too long. He licked his lips and looked deep into violet eyes.

Duo gasped as he realized Heero's intent; the older man had teased him so much that he was on the edge. "Oh, god, Heero, please..."

Heero smiled as he looked down on his beautiful lover. "Please what, Duo? What do you want?" He knew the answer, of course, but he wanted to hear it from Duo's mouth. His own arousal ached, but could wait; this night was about their love, and Heero would make sure Duo was completely satisfied in every way before he found his own completion.

"Touch me... please..." pleaded Duo, unable to take his eyes off Heero's sensuous mouth. The thought of that mouth, wrapped around the center of his blinding need, almost made him come right then.

"Oh, I will, Duo. I've wanted to taste you for so long," Heero promised. "In just a minute." Heero took more oil and smoothed it into Duo's inner thighs, massaging upward from the knee slowly.

Duo lay back helplessly, a slave to his desires. "Heero..." he moaned as the hands crept farther up. Finally, Heero had touched every part of Duo save his dripping arousal.

"Are you ready for this, Duo?" purred Heero as he grabbed a tube of lubricant with one hand. Then he lowered his head, and licked a line up Duo trembling cock. When he got to the tip, he moved his tongue around, gathering the dew that had collected. "You taste wonderful, Duo," Heero whispered as he wrapped one hand around Duo's length. Slowly, he pumped it, pulling the hardness toward him until it pointed straight up. Then Heero pulled his hand down to the base, stretching the skin tight, and began to lick at Duo's arousal. Heero ran the tip of his tongue around the head, toying with the sensitive spots.

Duo thought he was going to die from this exquisite torture. Heero was playing with him, and the older man definitely knew what he was doing. Then he was gasping for breath; Heero had suddenly taken Duo's cock deep in his mouth, and the sensation was more than he could take. "Heero!" screamed Duo as the other man engulfed his arousal in his hot, talented mouth.

Heero couldn't answer; his mouth was full of Duo, and he was intent on driving the boy wild with passion. And he was succeeding. He held Duo's cock, hand following his mouth while he bobbed his head up and down, keeping constant suction and friction on the hard flesh. Every few strokes, he would swirl his tongue around the tip before plunging back down Duo's length. The break in rhythm served to keep the boy on the edge, though he knew that nothing was going to hold back Duo's completion for long. The boy was bucking his hips, trying to fuck Heero's mouth instinctively; but Heero was stronger, and kept him still. Duo was incredibly responsive, as he had known he would be; Heero's own cock ached to be inside Duo, and pulsed with each cry he wrung from the longhaired boy.

Duo felt his climax approach; but it was just out of reach. The idea, the sight of Heero doing this to him was almost as good as the feeling; almost. The hot suction, the perfect pressure, the friction; he tried to thrust, to make Heero hurry, but the older man wouldn't let him. Helpless, he rode the waves of pleasure. Then he felt lubricated fingers enter him again, and the waves threw him high, higher, over the edge. Earth-shattering, mind-blowing, Duo came hard, harder than he could have imagined; screaming Heero's name, hands buried in the other man's hair, he filled Heero's mouth with hot desire.

Heero swallowed every pulse of creamy seed; he savored every drop of Duo essence. The boy was still trembling; he lay next to the boy, holding him close, while the aftershocks subsided. He kissed Duo gently, smoothing back his sweat-soaked hair. "I love you, Duo," he whispered.

Slowly, Duo's pulse came back to normal, and he caught his breath. "That was..." words failed him, and he settled for, "I love you."

Heero smiled and held him close. After a few minutes, Duo looked up at him with a smile. "Isn't there more?"

"Lots more," Heero answered. "When you're ready, Duo."

Duo smirked and thrust his reawakened arousal against Heero's hardness. "I think I'm ready. I'm a teenager, remember?"

It was Heero's turn to moan as Duo rubbed against him provocatively. "Oh, I remember..." he said as he thrust back. He claimed Duo's mouth in a savage kiss then, his control hanging by a thread. Teasing Duo was hard on him too.

As Heero kissed Duo, he rolled the boy back on his back, coming to rest between his legs. Duo had been prepped, so all that remained now was to join their bodies together in the ultimate act of love. Heero got some more of the lube, and sat back on his knees, making sure Duo was watching as he spread it on his dripping erection, slowly and thoroughly.

Duo was definitely watching; watching Heero's beautiful face as he touched himself, watching the muscles of his lower stomach tighten with the feeling, and watching the length that would soon be inside him glisten with excitement. He wanted nothing more than to be one with Heero, to feel every inch of the other man buried deep inside him. His cock, fully hard again, twitched against his stomach. "Make love to me, Heero..."

They were finally ready to consummate their relationship, the love they had fought so hard for. Heero positioned his arousal against Duo's entrance; with one push he would take Duo's virginity and make him his for all time. He looked deep into Duo's violet eyes and said, "I love you," and slid inside.

Duo watched Heero's face as the older man took him; cobalt eyes held him as they glazed with passion. Then he moaned, as the incredible feeling of Heero inside him took over his world. All the wanting, all the dreaming, all the fantasizing hadn't prepared him for the reality of another man inside him. Pressure gave way to ecstasy; Heero's cock filled him completely, every sensation brand new.

Duo was so tight, Heero was sure he would never fit inside, that he was hurting the boy; but he watched Duo's face, and there was no pain there. Heero just gazed at the beautiful longhaired boy as Duo was transfixed; no words could describe the feelings that Duo gave him. Duo's body gripped his length; hot and tight and sweet, the boy's body accepted him. Inch by inch, they became one; all the buildup to this moment a mere shadow of the real thing. Fully inside Duo, Heero paused, panting. "Duo?"

"Oh, Heero," gasped Duo, clutching at Heero's arms. "You... didn't tell was this... good..."

Heero smiled. "Just wait," he promised, and started to thrust very shallowly. He pushed, then pulled back a tiny bit, then pushed back in; even that little bit of friction combined with Duo's tightness was nearly too much for him. He focused on Duo, on giving the boy more pleasure, and deepened his thrusts.

Duo started to lose his mind as Heero started to thrust; each time Heero's cock seated itself felt better, and he was already starting to scream. He briefly hoped the walls were soundproofed, then he could think no more; Heero's longer thrusts had brushed a spot inside him that made him arch up and scream his lover's name. "Heero! Oh god..."

Heero found his rhythm; he was finally deep inside his love, after all the wanting, and it felt better than any dream. He wanted it to last but he knew that was impossible; every thrust took them both higher and higher. He reached down to pump Duo's cock and added the final touch.

Duo was helplessly riding along, taking each thrust, when he felt Heero's hand on him. Thrashing his head back and forth, he screamed louder, clutching at Heero hard enough to bruise. Incoherent, he was taken over the edge. Unbelievable, wrenching pleasure took him, and his completion ripped through him, his seed spilling over Heero's hand and Heero's name spilling from his lips.

Heero watched and felt Duo's climax, his own welling up, inevitable. Duo's muscles constricted, squeezing his length even tighter, and Heero let go. Pulse after pulse, perfect ecstasy washed over him as he filled Duo's body with his need; gasping for air, he cried out over and over his love for Duo. Never before had he felt anything as intense as making love to the boy who had captured his heart. As the pleasure ebbed, he swore that he would protect Duo to his dying breath. With the last of his strength, he pulled out gently, blew out the candles and collapsed next to his lover. He pulled Duo close, covered them both, and whispered. "I love you, Duo. Forever."

"Love you too, Heero," Duo replied, already falling into slumber.

And together they slept the sleep of sated lovers at last.

Part twelve

Duo stretched, still half asleep. He was wonderfully warm. Sunlight streamed into the room and the soft sheets caressed his naked skin. The warm body next to him was solid and comforting. He snuggled close, and memories of last night flooded him. He moaned involuntarily as he remembered the passion they had shared, and he became aware that he was hard as a rock. He opened his eyes and gazed into cobalt depths. "Heero..." he breathed.

Heero smiled at his lover. "Did you sleep well, Duo?" He held the longhaired boy close.

"Best sleep of my life. I love you, Heero. Last night was..." he trailed off, unable to think of the right words.

"Unforgettable. Unbelievable. Exquisite. Perfect," Heero answered. "Just like you."

Duo sighed. Life was perfect, finally. For the first time in his life, he was looking forward to the future. He snuggled closer to Heero. "I don't deserve you."

Heero held him close, running his fingers through Duo's flowing hair. "No, it's me that doesn't deserve you, my beautiful love. But let's not question it, shall we? Let's just enjoy each other." He leaned down and captured Duo's mouth in a sweet, slow kiss. No more desperation, only passion remained. They could make love whenever they wanted now.

Duo melted into Heero's body, their naked skin pressed together, their mouths locked.

They kissed, slowly building the passion; then Duo's stomach growled, loudly. Duo giggled. "Sorry."

Heero laughed. "It's ok. We have plenty of time. Can I fix you breakfast?"

Duo was torn; one part of him wanted Heero badly, but another part, namely his stomach, wouldn't shut up. "Are you sure?"

"You know I love to cook for you," Heero replied, pulling on an old t-shirt and boxers. He continued, "Get some clothes on and meet me in the kitchen, gorgeous."

Duo nodded, happy and content.


Duo walked into the kitchen; Heero was already hard at work. Heero knew what Duo liked to eat by now; the longhaired boy would eat most anything, but he had a definite sweet tooth.

"Smells wonderful, Heero. What are you making?" Duo asked, coming up behind Heero and wrapping his arms around his lover.

"You'll see. Now go sit down," Heero said firmly.

"Fine," Duo grumbled as he sat down at the small table.

Heero set two plates down on the table. They contained something hidden under mounds of whipped cream and chocolate chips.

"Chocolate chip pancakes," Heero explained. "I haven't made them for ages. They used to be my favorite. I thought you might like them too."

Duo smiled and took a bite. "Wonderful! Chocolaty and creamy and sweet and perfect. Thanks, Heero!" Heero smiled as Duo devoured all his whipped-cream covered pancakes, and half of Heero's.

Heero watched Duo eat, happily. "I have some news for you, Duo." He held up an envelope. "This just arrived."

"What is it?" Duo asked, curious.

"It's from the university. You did so well on the test that they're offering you a full scholarship, starting in the fall," Heero explained.

Duo looked stunned. "But I didn't apply!"

Heero looked down. "I hope you'll forgive me, Duo. I applied for you. You don't have to accept."

"But... it's far away! We won't be able to be together!" Duo cried, torn.

"Well, that's the other part. A few weeks ago I was offered a place at the graduate school, fully funded if I teach some undergraduate classes. I almost turned it down so I could be with you, but then I thought about applying for you. Since you were a ward of the state the financial part was easy. The only thing they needed was proof of your fulfilling the graduation requirements. I had the test center fax over the results, and you're in. We could go to the same university. Different departments, of course, but we can get an apartment near the school. We can be together." Heero finished, looking anxiously at Duo. He hoped the longhaired boy wasn't mad at his presumption. He needn't have worried.

Duo took a second to absorb all the new information. He didn't know what to say. It was too perfect. "I... is it real? Can I be this lucky?" he wondered out loud.

Heero smiled. "It's real. I love you, Duo, and I want to spend the rest of my life with you. I can get another degree, and get a teaching job at a university. You can study whatever you want. And we can be together the whole time."

Duo launched himself across the table, and Heero found himself with an armful of violet-eyed boy. Heero hugged Duo tightly. "I love you, Heero," Duo mumbled into Heero's neck.

"Is that a yes?" Heero grinned.

Duo answered by kissing Heero's neck. Heero tightened his grip on Duo as the boy licked a sensitive spot. Then Duo's hands were underneath Heero's shirt, and Heero gasped.

Duo smiled; he had had one small taste and he wanted more. He loved to be able to make Heero gasp; he wanted to hear the other man make even more sounds. "Duo..."

"What?" Duo smiled. "You want me to stop?"

"I never want you to stop, Duo. Not in a million years," replied Heero, and he swept Duo off his feet, carrying him into the bedroom.

He put Duo down on the already disheveled bed, and they rolled around, kissing and touching and getting each other's clothes off. Duo ended up on top of Heero, straddling his hips and grinding against Heero's hardness. Both men moaned, and Duo moved forward slightly. Heero arched up, pressing his arousal against Duo's ass, when the longhaired boy gasped. Heero could tell it wasn't a gasp of pleasure.

"Duo? Are you ok?" Heero asked, worried.

Duo pouted, looking down at Heero. "I'm sore, Heero!"

"I'm sorry, Duo! It was your first time. I tried to be careful..." Heero trailed off, upset he had hurt his love.

Duo fell forward onto Heero's chest, hugging him tightly. "Oh, Heero! Don't be sorry! I loved it! I love you."

Heero held Duo close. "I love you too, Duo. I just didn't want to hurt you."

"You didn't! It was perfect."

"Duo? There is something else we could do... I haven't done it very much, but..." Heero paused, and Duo looked at him expectantly. "You could take me."

"Heero! I, um, never really thought about it... but I don't want you to be hurt!" Duo said worriedly.

"I want us to be together in every way, Duo. I trust you." Heero rolled Duo over until he was on top, and started kissing down the violet-eyed boy's chest. He could feel Duo respond.

"Oh Heero... are you sure?" Duo moaned as he arched up under Heero's talented mouth.

Heero took one of Duo's hands and guided it to his hard cock. "Does it feel like I'm sure?" Truthfully, he preferred to be on top, but with Duo, he wanted everything. Love made everything better.

So Heero taught Duo what to do. Heero lay on his stomach while Duo kneeled between his spread legs. It was a bit painful at first, but Heero soon adjusted; it had been a long time since he had done this. Lots of lube and stretching later, they were both panting and ready. Heero got up on his hands and knees, and looked back at Duo. "I'm ready, Duo..."

Duo took a deep breath and positioned his lubed cock at Heero's entrance. "I love you, Heero," he said as he began to push, unsure what to do. He slid inside surprisingly easily, and was soon overcome with the incredible feeling of being inside someone.

Heero grabbed handfuls of the sheets, trying to relax his muscles; then Duo was inside him, and he forgot everything else. It was Duo inside him, the boy he loved; nothing could have been more perfect. He pushed back, surrendering to Duo's insistent cock and accepting him inside.

It was different, new, but altogether wonderful; Duo entered Heero slowly, unsure of what to do. Soon, though, instinct took over and he thrust a bit, and gasped from the sheer sensation this gave him. "Oh, Heero... feels good..."

"Love you, Duo..." Heero lowered his head to the bed and braced himself as Duo continued to thrust, harder and harder each time.

"Do... you..., Heero?" Duo moaned out as he drove in and out of his lover.

"Yessssss... Duo... more..." Heero gasped. It had never felt like this before. He trusted Duo, and that made all the difference. His hand stole down to stroke his own aching erection. He moaned louder.

Duo looked down to see Heero touching himself, and it turned him on even more. He gripped Heero's hips tightly, and thrust in and out with as much rhythm as his inexperienced and overwhelmed body could manage. He knew he was close. "Heero... come for me..." he moaned as he slammed into Heero over and over.

Heero didn't need any encouragement; he was close to the edge. "Duo!" he cried out, and climaxed, his hot need shooting all over the bed. He almost blacked out from the intense pleasure.

"Heero...oh, it's so..." and with a strangled cry he lost control, pulsing and filling Heero's tight body with his passion. His completion burned through him like a white hot arrow of ecstasy. Head thrown back, body arched; over and over he pulsed, until he collapsed, trembling, onto Heero's back.

Somehow, they managed to untangle themselves and lay down, panting, on the bed. Duo curled up next to Heero, putting his head on his lover's chest. Heero held Duo tightly, and their hearts gradually slowed down. "I have a feeling we're going to be spending a lot of time in bed," Heero murmured as he stroked Duo's silky hair.

"You got a problem with that?" laughed Duo against Heero's smooth chest.

"Not at all, Duo. I love you. You're incredible," Heero answered happily.

"Love you too, Heero. So much," Duo replied, snuggling closer. They dozed off again, and dreamed of their future together.

They had come full circle; teacher and student, friends, lovers and soulmates. Never again would they be parted; they lived happily ever after.

The End...

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