Warnings: Duo's POV on snow. Ok, that isn't exactly it, but it'll suffice! *^_^* Duo waits up for Heero and... *scratches head* that's about it... This fic is/has/was ... PWP-ish, shounen ai and... um... can't think of anything else.
Enjoy my fic! ^_^v
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Grrr... damn cold. I shiver and wrap a soft blanket around myself.
I'm looking too ernestly out the window. As much as I didn't mind, it was just that I was worried about Heero. Hell, I wouldn't of cared less of he botched a mission. I just want to see the crazy bastard.
Snow. Damn it. Now Heero is going to be late. Damn again. No 'Heero Watching' tonight either if this keeps up.
I turn around and sigh deeply, leaning against the pane of the window, still wrapped in the blanket. Duo, I think to myself, how the fuck did you start liking that Prussian eyed kamikaze?
I don't know pal I answered myself. That bastard is so damn cunning and drool-worthy. Not to mention he has a very nice body and I kinda admire the fact that he can be pretty damn straight forward with his missions.
Me? Hah! I uphold the name Shinigami. As Wufei would've put it, I administer 'my' kind of justice to my enemies. I use my stealth and wham! Whoever tried to attack me has just experienced a piece of hell. Hmm... is my hair beginning to have split ends?
I grab a brush that I kept nearby and walked over to my bed. I sit down and let the blanket slid from my grasp. I grab my braid and carefully looped off the elastic band that held my hair during all those missions. I run the brush through my hair while wincing for a couple minutes until there are no tangles and it felt silky smooth.
I'm thinking about letting my hair down from the braid. I suppose I'm letting my hair 'breath' and I chuckle. That was a corny joke I think to myself. Now, what is there to do? Let's see... manga, read it about a thousand times. It's funny, but after a couple hundred times, it gets boring.
I glance at the small kitchen that came with the safehouse I was in. This was a luxery. Half the blasted time there wouldn't even be a kitchen in the hideouts I've been at. Sure, schools aren't bad when you're undercover, but I get the itch to just get away. It's too much, too confined, and I'm usually stuck in the same boarding room as Heero.
'It drives you up the wall now doesn't it?' I hear my brain thinking. 'You take pleasure in it don't you?' I shoot back and then, it's silent again.
I look at the clock by my bed. 7:30 pm. Hmm.. not bad. I suppose I should get something to eat, I can't greet Heero in such a moody state now can I?
I move myself towards the kitchen with my blanket still on me. Kitchens are one thing, but heaters, they're ANOTHER! Ironically enough, there's no heat in the whole entire safehouse except for the kitchen. That's a no brainer.
I open the fridge to find it packed with food. It's a Heero thing. Always prepared in some kind of way, though I'd always wanted to know how Heero can conceal what's in his spandex pants. Better yet, get the pants off of him... ok, ok Maxwell, you know very well that Mr. Perfect Soldier is emotionless, unless he's psychaotically laughing about killing off his enemies, then, it's a different story.
I sigh exasperately at myself and grab peanut butter, jelly and bread out of the fridge. I fix myself a couple sandwiches and poured myself a cup of milk. Peanut butter is definately NO laughing matter. It's good, but it has a sneaky way of making your mouth all sticky. Milk is usually my solution and I'm so glad there's some here.
Then again, Heero would only have it in the fridge because it's packed with all that calcium and fiber stuff we need just in case we bust a bone. Wait, the milk's for me. Heero, well, he's the Perfect Soldier, but then again, I have to admit, he IS human. So...
'Soo... you just want to get laid by him? Is that it?' my crazier thoughts interrupt my more sane part of my mind. 'You blockhead. Not only do I WANT to get laid by the kamikaze, but I expect it to be a relationship!'
'Uh, huh.' I hear my thoughts drift by and I irritatingly bite into the last peanut butter and jelly sandwich that I left on the counter. I finish off my milk and put it in the sink. I can do it later, after I drool a gallon of saliva while I watch Heero from afar.
I hear a faint knocking at the door and I pull out a gun I keep in my pants, no matter what, well, unless I'm sleeping, then the gun is under my pillow, naturally.
I creep to the door and I hear myself hesitatingly shout, "Who's there!?"
"Yuy. Open the damn door."
I feel my face brightening up and I put the gun away. I grab the doorknob and turn it to find a snow covered Heero Yuy.
"Well well well! The great Heero Yuy! Step right in!" I cheerily joke, but then, Heero suddenly just fainted into my unsuspecting arms with closed eyes.
Man, there's got to be a LEAST an inch of snow on the poor dude. Missions; that's all he thinks about. Huh, all I think about is Heero, and the occasional thought that I'm a gundam pilot so I at least remember that I have a part to fulfill.
I slam the door shut and carry him to the other bed. Damn. The snow is melting on him and his clothes, despite the fact that there is NO heater in the place. Grr... I proceed to strip him of his clothes.
There goes the tank top. Whoops. I have to get a towel and I rush over to the medium sized bathroom. I grab the biggest towel and head back to the bed. Heero's still out cold. I rub the upper part of his body and then his back, hoping that he'd get warm and feel something. After a few minutes, I take a blanket and cover the top part of him, hopefully, keeping him warm.
I tug at his snow locked shoes. Geez, you'd think he'd take better care of himself because of the weather, but noo, his shoes are practically stuck to his socks and frozen stiff. I hope his feet didn't freeze. That's NOT a good thing. I manage to exert all my weight against the shoes and they both plop off, one flying towards the door and the other flying at the bathroom.
I take the towel again and start rubbing his feet and calves to start some blood flowing, if he didn't freeze. I'm amazed that he could still talk after going through all this. What am I thinking? He's the Perfect Solider. Sheesh. I pause after some minutes and try to come up with a diagnosis with what injuries, if any, had he received during the mission. Nope. Minor scratches, but in all, he's frozen like a popsicle. 'If he's frozen like a popsicle, try licking him. You'd be ama---'
OK! ENOUGH ALREADY! STOP TORMENTING ME! Just let me get off his shorts... aaaa... as far as I'm concerned, I have NO IDEA what's under that. But, if I don't take off his shorts, he'll certainly freeze at least half of his body and I'll be the one to blame. I certainly DON'T want him to be harmed either. The things I do for love, not to mention it's a pretty good bitch as well.
I sigh slowly and take both hands onto his waist. I gingerly tug downwards and cringe inwardly. This is so NOT working for me. Surprisingly, it slides off smoothly and I'm greeted with a pair of small boxers and pale-ish tanned skin on his thighs. Iwillnotthinkhentaithoughts Iwillnotthinkhentaithoughts Iwillnotthinkhentaithoughts. Aww... fuck it.
By glancing at the boxers, I see they're not wet and I'm very relieved, in fact, too relieved. I adjust his body on the bed and cover him up with a big comfy blanket, making sure there's a big poofy pillow under his head. I turn around and grab his sopping wet clothes. I walk over to the bathroom and begin to wash the ariticles of clothing. After a while, I hang the clothes up on rack by the kitchen. That should dry.
I walk over to Heero again and take his temperature. It's still a bit down and it doesn't seem like he's getting warm enough. Then an idea pops into my head. I COULD sleep in the same bed as him, making sure he's still there and warms up.
'You just want him, don't you?' I hear myself think.
Shut up. I care enough to know that he's unconcious and he needs my help, despite the fact that he's the Perfect Soldier. I move myself around the bed and tug off the blanket I had on my back for a while. I slid under the covers next to him and lay myself parallel to him. If he wakes up to find me like this, my reason would be that he was pretty damn cold and couldn't get warm. Good excuse, Maxwell. Yes, couldn't of thought one better myself.
I nourish the fact that I'm in the same bed as him, though I'd RATHER be doing something else in the same bed... but Heero's sick and I don't know if he likes me, let alone can tolerate me. I highly doubt it. Out of all people, I happen to have fallen in love with an emotionless Japanese, probably taken by that rich pompous ass Relena. I do so hate her at times like this. It's not good for my health.
It just makes me so sick to see her when I'm at a boarding school with Heero, trying to act 'normal', but you know, take it easy for a while. The little twerp just pops out of nowhere and I'm one irritated boy who just can't stand her standing at the doorway as if she was the queen of England herself.
I always take a good look at Heero when she's around or arrives and I think, but I'm not sure, but I think he's, well, irritated. If she wasn't needed for peace, she'd definately be dead meat. I remember the last time she was 'around' Heero. She has the habit of saying THEE most annoying quotes that escape from her mouth. Like, what was that last one?
'Heero!? Where are you going? Where are you guys BOTH going? Are you going to go off and fight another battle? Why are you running away from me? Tell me, WHY?!'
It's enough to make cream curdle at great distances while I have to stand on the opposite side of the room with Heero. Thank GOD I'm the one that drives, usually I'm outta there pretty quick with my stuff. Then I drive over to a spot we agreed on meeting if met up with Relena. Sure enough, Mr. Punctual would always be there though I always wonder if he ran away from her or socked her one in the eye. I think a lovely shade of violet looks good on her.
I come back to reality to only come to realize that it's already been a couple hours since Heero collapsed in my arms. I shift my weight over to look him over and see that he's breathing. His eyes are closed and I have this temptation to just reach out and cup his chin with my hands. Argh. But I can't.
I hear Heero groan and I decide to take a chance. A guy can dream, can't he? I place my hand on his shoulder and shake him gently, just enough to make him conscious. I see him wearily open his eyes and look at me. Geez, it seems so NATURAL just to be in bed with him. Not that I'm complaining or anything.
"Hey, Heero! Have a nice sleep? Next time you go out on a mission, take a jacket along, ok? It does take a while to de-freeze ya pal," I hear myself cheerfully grin.
He opened his mouth to say something and what do I hear? "Why are you in bed with me?"
Shit. That is pretty straight forward. Hey, love to tell him that I love the bastard, but then, aaacck. So I give him my 'other' reason why.
"You old nucklehead! You were frozen like a popsicle! You couldn't get warm for Christ's sake! Besides, you're a crucial person to a war like this, can't have you tottering around like a dead dude!"
Hentai thoughts... yes, I'm FULLY aware that I wouldn't MIND licking him and I'd better stop or else he's going to get a surprise. DOWN BOY DOWN! This is going to be harder than I thought. That sounds wrong on so many levels...
"Hn." typical Heero answer.
"Well," I continue. "Since you're awake and all, you want me to move now?"
He moves closer to me. Nope. This is definately harder than I expected and I'm getting really nervous here.
"Do you want to move?"
WHAT?! I've GOT to be dreaming! Crap. I take a look at him and there's something different about his eyes. As if he almost... cared? Desired something? Umm... I'm hallucinating. Yep, hallucinating, things you WANT to happen, happen while you're hallucinating... I pinch myself. I'm not hallucinating... damn damn damn.
Then I feel soft lips on mine. OHMYGODHE'SKISSINGME! He pulls back and looks at my surprised face. I see... he feels... rejected? Don't wake me up from this dream GOD!
"Gomen..." I hear him muttering and turning his back towards me.
NO WAY PAL! You kissed me and that's that! I grab his shoulder and twist him back so he's laid on the bed on his back.
"You kissed me. Once you do that, you can't stop." Great LINE Maxwell! Shut up geez! You're gunna 'get some' aren't cha? Say what? I'm too busy staring him down. Damn, he's good at glaring.
I see him raise an eyebrow in surprise. Surprised Heero Yuy? You're going to get another hell of a surprise. I lean over and kiss him back, slowly, savoring every second with his lips. I pull back to look at his surprised face and grin.
"Surprise? Yeah, know how ya feel." I slump back onto the bed and I feel his body against mine.
"Keep me warm?" I nod my head.
"It was my main intention to keep you warm.. but now that I know that you actually, like me, it might become a little different." I smirk at him and poke at his chest.
"Ninmu ryoukai..." I hear him grumble and he rolls over so that he's on top.
'Things are beginning to 'look up' for you, aren't they?' I think to myself. How ironic, I have to look up to Heero on top of me.
I don't know HOW he recovered from almost freezing to death and now he wants me? Hey, I don't mind, but take it easy. It's freaking cold.
"Mmm...." and I let him take the cold off of me as we just kiss there. Maybe later we'll have some fun.
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~Owari~
Yeah! I finished another fic! Whoooooo hooooooo! My first POV and it's all finished! E-mail me whatcha think, please? I don't mind feedback! ^_^
Duo: Write a sequel! Onegai Desly-san?
Desly: You're kidding, right?
Duo: Iie!
Desly: I'm barely good at limes, I'm trying to learn lemons, so gimmie a break!
Duo: Awwww maaaaan! C'mon, ONEGAI?
Heero: *deadpan voice* He means to say pretty please with me on top of him in an oasis in a hot safari desert with coconut cream on top.
Duo: YEAH!
Desly: *falls over* Aaaaa..... *looks at Heero* Since when did Heero get a hentai mind?
Duo: Since you started writing limes... and made him a couple with ME!
Heero: .... hai...
Desly: ^_^* Ok! So... um... I'll think about it! Feedback, anyone? ^_^v
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