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Duo laid in bed, basking in the warm sunlight that spilled into the room. He closed his eyes and rolled over, hoping to ‘accidentally’ grab his favorite toy, Heero. To his surprise, Heero was gone.
He always waits for me to wake up before he gets ready... Duo thought. Uh oh… what kind of disaster is in store for me today?
His answer came as Heero pushed the door open. Duo’s eyes popped out of his head and his jaw hit the floor when he saw what Heero was carrying, not to mention his clothes. Or the lack of… Heero was dressed in the standard Chippendale’s outfit, complete with black bow tie and a black… something… covering his ‘unmentionables.’ One hand supported an omelet and toast on a tray over his head while the other carried a huge class of orange juice.
“Holy shit!” Duo squeaked.
“It’s all yours sweetie,” Heero said coolly, looking sly and seductive as he walked, no scratch that… strutted over to the bed.
Duo drooled as Heero set the tray down in Duo’s lap and then crawled into bed next to him, wrapping his arms around Duo’s body.
Hmm… Something is amiss here… Since when did Heero dress like… oh yeah, never mind, Duo thought, answering the question he was asking himself. But Heero can’t cook… Oh no! He’s trying to kill me! he panicked. Then the another problem came to him. It was 8:00 already and Heero OBVIOUSLY wasn’t dressed for work…
“Heero, when are you going to get ready for work?” Duo asked cautiously. He was getting the suspicion that maybe this wasn’t really Heero at all. It’s an alien clone! That’s it! They kidnapped my poor Heero and are probing him in undesirable places! Duo ranted.
“I’m not going to work today. And neither are you. We’ve called in sick,” he replied, that uncommon romantic lilt in his voice.
That’s it. Someone has taken Heero! Relena! Only SHE could be this evil… Duo scowled. Uh oh… It’s a dream again. I hate when this happens. Heero’s never this sweet to me, Duo sadly remembered. Hmmm… What to do? I know! Enjoy the Hell out of it! Duo decided. He kissed ‘Heero’ and started to devour the food set before him. But something seemed wrong. He couldn’t chew anything he put in his mouth. It all just seemed like fabric. Then he felt Heero get all squishy, like a big cotton ball, and when Duo tried to grab onto him, he just squished more. Then the whole world faded to black and Duo tried to shut his eyes and hold on to the vision, but he knew it was too late. When he opened his eyes again, Heero was staring down at him, a condescending glare on his strong face.
“Wake up Duo! You were dreaming again,” Heero said. Duo looked away from his lover’s eyes. “And stop eating the sheets. We don’t have enough money to buy ANOTHER set this month,” Heero said warmly, the scolding tone fading from his voice. Duo immediately realized that he had stuffed his mouth full of the blankets while he dreamt and quickly spit them out. He grinned up at Heero with ‘that’ look in his eyes.
“Let’s play!” he said, tracing circles on Heero’s arm. Then he saw the clock on nightstand by Heero’s side of the bed. It blinked 10:00 A.M. “Oh God! It’s 10 o’ clock! Lady Une is kill us for being late again!” Duo shouted as he sprang from the bed. Or tried to. Heero wrapped an arm around Duo’s waist and tossed him back into bed before he could get his second foot on the floor.
“You’re not going anywhere…” Heero said, looking slyly at Duo.
“It’s just a dream! You’re never romantic or in the mood! It’s not real!” Duo shouted as a struggled against Heero. The other pilot held him back tighly.
“Settle down baka. It’s Wu Fei’s birthday remember? Lady Une gave us the day off,” Heero said, trying to ease Duo back into bed. He smiled as the thin but built body in his arms relaxed.
“Oh yeah. Wait!” he cried. “What are we going to get him?”
“Who cares? We’ll think of something later…” Heero replied, trying to tug Duo back into bed. “We have all day…”
Duo suddenly caught the drift and smiled evilly. “You’re right… Let’s think about it later…” His hands grabbed Heero by the shoulders and threw him down onto the bed. “Let’s play!” Duo said evilly.
* * *
Hours later, Duo and Heero crawled out of their room, exhausted but very, very satisfied. They just grinned wildly at each other as Duo prepared breakfast. He pulled several eggs out of the refrigerator, cracked them, then folded in bits of ham and some cheese, onions, green peppers and anything else that he thought would make a good omelet. Heero walked up behind him, threw is arms around Duo’s waist, put his chin on his shoulder, and swayed gently back and forth as Duo cooked the omelet.
“I didn’t know you were that flexible,” Heero purred into Duo’s ear.
“There’s a lot about me you don’t know sweetie,” Duo whispered back.
“Like what?”
“That I can cook an omelet like no one else can!” Duo said, eyes shining.
“Why omelets? It’s nearly 1 o’ clock,” Heero said incredulously.
“I’ve just… had a craving for one…” he said. And a craving to dress you up in a skimpy little outfit and make you serve me breakfast on your hands and knees! Duo added to himself. He smiled at the thought of Heero being is total slave. “Now go set the table or I’ll punish you like I did when you threw away my hair ties last week.”
Heero eeped and set to work, grabbing plates and glasses and scurrying around, making sure everything fit Duo’s usual standards. He was in no mood to be ‘punished’ like that again.
After a casual brunch, Heero decided to push the issue of Wu Fei’s birthday again. “The party is in five hours, Duo. We need to find him SOMETHING,” he urged.
“Yeah I guess you’re right. But what?”
“Well, Wu Fei hates weakness and injustice…”
“So we’ll get him something that’s just that!” Duo said, grinning evily.
“But where?” Heero asked.
“The only place you can go to find anything you want… THE MALL!!!” Duo shouted.
“Oh God. Here we go… Mission accepted,” Heero moaned as Duo grabbed him by the arm and bounced out of the apartment and down the hall.
* * *
Duo stopped at one of the many eateries in the huge mall, looking anxiously over the menu. “Hey Heero, you want anything to eat?” he shouted.
“Mfph rmmf frrmm,” was the only response from the walking stack of boxes and bags that followed Duo.
“What’s that man? I can’t understand ya,” Duo said, cocking his ear back. The thought never crossed his mind that Heero might have been trying to ask for help. The sudden sound of packages and clothes crumpling on the ground caught Duo’s attention and he turned to yell at Heero. “Hey! What do you…” He stopped when he saw the death glare Heero was giving him. “Uh, want a pretzel?” Duo asked, panicking.
Heero glared at Duo, shooting icy daggers into his head. “A Coke will be fine. And YOU can carry these!” Heero said as he shoved the packages into Duo’s hands. Duo staggered for a moment and the fell flat on his face, the boxes raining down on him. Heero crossed his arms and grunted. “Hn. Carry your own stuff. You’re a man too.” Duo peeked his head out from under the boxes to see everyone in the vicinity staring and him. He promptly hid back under the boxes.
Heero pulled up a chair and sat down at a small table near a huge waterfall fountain while Duo ordered two drinks and a pretzel, then joined Heero after stacking his shopping boon next to the table. Heero casually laid one arm on top of the black wire chair while swirling his drink with a straw. Duo had his chin in his hands, drinking from his straw slowly. The whole scene was the perfect bishonen picture…
A moment of silence with Duo around, Heero realized. How strange…
“Sorry for shooting you,” Duo said casually.
“WHAT!?!” Heero yelled, breaking from his revelry, Coke nearly squirting out of his nose.
“You know. When I first met you and I shot you cause I thought YOU were the threat, not… IT…” Duo said, trying not to choke on his implication for Relena. “I sorry. I love you,” he said, smiling at Heero like a little kid, a huge smile plastered on his face
“Oh, that. Yeah, well, shit happens. I love you too, baka,” Heero replied, trying not to smile back. “Shoot me all you want, just don’t make me carry your mall bounties again,” Heero warned.
Duo had stopped listening after Heero called him dumb. “I’m stupid now? FINE! You’re punishment starts now!” Duo said sarcastically.
“Yes you ARE stupid,” Heero said sarcastically. “You forgot that we were SUPPOSED to be shopping for Wu Fei’s birthday present.”
“OH NO!” Duo freaked as when he looked at his watch. “We only have two hours to find a present, get home, wrap it, and get to Wu Fei’s!”
“While you were shopping, I took the time to figure out the perfect gift… Come on…” Heero said as he stuffed Duo’s prizes into his arms and dragged him off.
* * *
Duo tried desperately to wrap the one box that had actually been for Wu Fei. He smirked when he thought of the kind of reaction that this gift would get. Duo had taken up the role of doctor, acting like the box was a patient and Heero was the nurse. I’ll have to play doctor and nurse with Heero some time… he thought with a smirk. “Scissors,” he said.
“Scissors,” Heero replied, handing him the tool requested.
“Tape,” Duo requested.
“Tape.”
“Ribbon.”
“Ribbon.” Heero absentmindedly tossed the ribbon at Duo, hitting him square in the face.
“HEY! That hurt!” Duo shouted.
“Let me kiss it and make it better,” Heero said, leaning closer.
“Mmmm… NO! We have to wrap Wu Fei’s gift!” Duo said sharply. He returned to trying to tie the ribbon around the box.
“That ribbon would look good in your hair,” Heero said seductively.
“Leave me alone! We’re working on a time schedule!” Duo shouted. He tried to wave the leering pilot away, but he could feel Heero untying his braid. “If you wanna play, you have to catch me first!” Duo teased as he jumped up and ran to the other side of the room, the ribbon half tied in his hair. Heero looked at him with a sly look, said, “Mission accepted,” and charged after Duo. Duo laughed as Heero chased him, grabbing for his lover’s hair, ribbons trailing behind both of them. They ran around and around the room until they both collapsed on the floor, panting. Duo had ribbons of all colors wrapped through hair and tied in little bows and pieces of wrapping paper stuck all over his body. Heero still had a fistful of red ribbons as he lay panting on the ground.
“Thirty minutes… Wu Fei… lives… at least… that far… away…” Duo stammered between breaths. “I love you…”
“We’ll be there in twenty,” Heero said as he pulled Duo up and grabbed the box. “But first, let’s fix your hair,” Heero said. He ran his fingers through Duo’s long chestnut brown hair, trying to gently undo any large tangles from their ribbon romp. Carefully, as if Duo’s hair was made of delicate silk, he tied it back into a braid and tied it with a small section of the red ribbon he had in his hand. He looked at Duo approvingly. “I love you too. Now let’s go.”
* * *
“WHAT?!?! Of all the evil injustices in the world!” Wu Fei shouted when he opened Heero and Duo’s gift. He held the present up in front of him and trying not to cry.
Quatre covered his mouth to contain his laughter while Trowa just smiled appreciatively. Heero and Duo winked at each other and smiled. Heero had been right. A pink apron was the perfect gift for Wu Fei.
“I love you,” Heero whispered to Duo.
“I love you too, meanie,” Duo whispered back. Then they both giggled at the steaming Wu Fei.
* * *
“Great party! It was REAL nice of us to get a good Wu Fei for a present!” Duo stammered drunkenly.
“Dear, you are drunk,” Heero said. He was glad that Duo never drove anyway. If only people knew what kind of stuff soldiers can get away with… he mused. Duo’s next comment caught him totally off guard.
“And you are ugly, but at least in the morning I will be sober!” Duo cried triumphantly. He broke down and started cackling at his own joke. Heero just rolled his eyes.
“So I’m ugly huh?” Heero asked.
“Only if I’s be this drunk… Me eyes do the funny things to my head…” Duo yammered, not making any sense. “The ground is squishy! Does you think the ground be squishy too?”
Heero chuckled at Duo. “Come on there young man. Time for bed.”
“Swear I ociffer, I are not under the alcofluence of icohol!” Duo pleaded with Heero. He shook his head and tried to think. “Damn that wine was good. After a while, I couldn’t stop it! It just jumped into my mouth!” Duo said in amazement.
“Sure you’re not… Come on, let’s get you to bed,” Heero said, picking Duo up and carrying him into the bedroom. He stripped Duo down to his underwear, undressed himself and crawled into bed next to his already dosing lover.
“Brush my hair Heero?” Duo asked peacefully, sitting up.
“Of course,” he smiled. He picked up the bone brush that he had bought for Duo when they had first moved in together, untied his hair, and slowly brushed it. Duo hummed to himself all the while. The nightly brushing had become a routine act. Asking for Heero to do it was just a formality now. All too soon, Heero was done. He grasped Duo close to him and laid them down for the night.
“Have I told you that I love you today?” Duo asked, his eyes already closed.
“About a thousand times,” Heero replied as he smiled and closed his eyes.
“Well, I love you,” Duo told Heero, snuggling up close to him.
“And I love you,” Heero answered. But his words fell on deaf ears. Duo was already fast asleep.
