Well, this is the end. Thanks to all you who have stuck w/ me this entire
time, aka aquajogger. I dedicate this chapter to you! I hope you find it
a tranquil ending to a turbulent story. ENJOY!!!!!!!!!!!!!
He pulled himself from his bed, frustrated with the myth of sleep, and went downstairs. He took a left and went into the dining room, where he sat in one of the 20 or so chairs. His elbow was on his lap, and his head was resting in his hand. His fingers tangled in his bangs, which, much like the rest of his hair, was long and messy.
He was startled for a moment by footsteps, but then, after confirming who, returned to his state.
"Couldn't sleep?" Trowa asked.
"Yea," he mumbled wearily.
"What's the matter Duo?" he inquired while taking a seat next to Duo's. "Is it this whole Heero thing?"
"I'm so confused about it...."
"Why? You hate him."
"NO!" he exclaimed, then retreating added, "I mean, I don't hate him." He thought for a moment, "I don't think, I mean... I dunno."
"So you don't hate him?"
"No, I don't think so."
"You're telling me you don't hate him, even after what he did to you?"
"Well, it wasn't THAT bad."
"Then why is it bothering you so much?" Duo paused for a second, thinking about how to answer the question, but Trowa wouldn't give him the time. "Well?"
"I dunno, it just confused me."
"Confused you about what?"
"About Heero."
"What about him?" Trowa gave Duo no time to think about what he was saying before he said it. This was a very dangerous thing for Maxwell.
"It's just... I didn't know he was gay."
"So?"
"So.... What?"
"That shouldn't change your opinion of him."
"But it does."
"How?"
"Cuz it's not Heero."
"But it is Heero. Heero's been like this all along, you just never knew."
"Well, now that I know, it's different."
"Why?"
"Cuz."
"Cuz why? You don't hate him, which means you like him. Right?"
"Right." Duo only had to think for 2 seconds before he caught himself. "I mean, NOT LIKE THAT, what I meant was, well, you know what I meant right?"
"Duo, I didn't even think about that. Why did you?"
"Well, I.... I just didn't want you to take it the wrong way."
"I didn't, but..... I think you did."
Duo turned his head away blushing. "Ok, so maybe it wasn't as bad as I made it out to be, but gimme a break, it freaked me out."
"Why did it scare you? Because you liked it?"
Duo's face reddened and he turned farther away from Trowa.
"It's ok Duo, I know what your going threw."
Duo looked at him in complete shock, "YOU DO!?!?!"
"Yeah. Oh Duo, don't tell me your that blind?"
Duo blinked a few times wondering what on God's green earth Trowa was talking about.
"You haven't noticed Quatre and I acting at all different?"
Duo began to shake his head, but as he did, memories were knocked loose and he began to understand. He looked at Trowa, mouth agape and eyes wide as saucers. "You mean you and Quatre are...."
"Yes."
"FOR HOW LONG!?"
"3 months next Tuesday."
Duo's shock slowly turned to puzzlement. "So wait, your gay?"
"Yes Duo, I am and so is Quatre."
Stunned, Duo simply sat and stared off into the distance. He contemplated his entire life in that few minutes. His past, his present, and his future.
"Duo? Duo?"
"Huh umm what?"
"So you like Heero, right?"
"NO! I mean, no offense, but me? Gay? I don't think so. It just doesn't work."
"I don't know Duo, I think it does. You look pretty feminine."
"How on earth do I look feminine?!?!?!"
Trowa picked up Duo's long braid and held it for him to see. Duo snatched his braid back and gripped it as though it was a traitor to the point he was trying to make.
"I'll chop it off!"
"Duo, you know that won't help. If anything it will just make you sad due to your lack of hair."
Duo let go of his braid, crossed his arms, and pouted. "Shut up. I know that."
"Duo, if you won't be truthful with me, then at least be truthful with yourself. Honestly Duo, how do you feel about Heero?"
The front door opened, then shut. Both Trowa and Duo knew it was Heero going out for his morning exercises. Duo stood up abruptly.
"FINE! YOU WANT ME TO BE TRUTHFUL, TO BE A HYPOCRITE?"
"I do want you to be truthful, Duo."
"Well you got it buddy! Fine! I'll admit it, I am attracted to Heero! I've had dreams about him! Ever since that kiss, I haven't stopped thinking about him! I ENJOYED that kiss. It was the best moment in my life.... and I blew it."
Duo sat back down and put his head in his hands.
"Duo, there's still a chance..."
"HA! No way. Not after what I said. How can I go back on all that?"
"How can you not?"
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Heero returned home later that night, trying to avoid the house for as long as possible. Once home he took a shower and got dressed, well partially. He had just put on his pants when he heard someone call for him. He got up and went out into the hallway, waiting for the voice once again so he could get a lock on direction.
"Hey Heero." God had such an odd sense of humor, Heero thought. The person calling to him was none other then the one he was trying to avoid, and likewise was trying to avoid him.
Duo sat cross-legged on his bed, a smile on his face. He was in the same state of dress as Heero. His hair was down, messy and wet. A scene all too familiar to Heero. "Duo?"
"Umm Heero.. I.. Heero will you brush my hair?" He said presenting the brush to Heero.
"Wha?" Heero was stunned and began to take small cautionary steps toward Duo, all the while thinking what kind of trap, or test, this could be. He grasped the brush, and took a seat on the bed behind Duo.
He began to move the brush through Duo's long damp tresses. Every move he made had great caution. After a few moments, the brush was moving with out thought. Heero's mind was focused on what exactly was going on. What had happened, and was it all some bad dream. Until Duo made him realize it was reality.
"Umm Heero." He said, his back still turned.
"Yeah Duo?" Anticipation filled his voice.
"About the last time......I ...I...." Duo got up onto his knees and turned around. He put a hand to Heero's jaw and gently pulled it up toward him. Duo leaned in, slightly tilting his head. Their lips met once again, and all was right for a moment.
As they parted Heero had a look of shock and confusion, and Duo had a slight smile and was blushing.
"Duo, I don't understand."
Both Duo and Heero stood up, facing one another. Duo took Heero's hands and spoke softly to him. "I'm sorry Heero. I meant nothing I said." Heero's face lit up 'so Quatre was right' he thought. "I know it's no excuse, and I understand if you don't accept my apology, but I was just... scared." Duo looked ashamed.
"Scared of what?"
"Well, when you kissed me,.. I liked it, and I knew that I wasn't supposed to, or at least that's what I thought. Everything I said to you was what I was actually saying to myself. I'm so sorry Heero, I never wanted to hurt you. I..." He turned away blushing. "I love you."
A look of slight shock crossed Heero's face, but it quickly melted into a warm smile. He stepped over to Duo and put his hand through Duo's damp hair. He stopped at the back of Duo's head, and pulled Duo toward him.
For a third time, their lips met. Then, the lips parted and Heero's tongue took the offensive in Duo's mouth, but Duo countered. He sucked Heero's tongue in farther, then went on the offensive, exploring Heero's perfect pearly whites.
The small game lasted a few moments, but to them, it was a split second and an eternity. They pulled from each other, trying to regain normal breathing patterns.
"I love you too Duo."
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That night, Heero lay in bed staring up at a somewhat familiar ceiling, but not his own. "This can't be real," he whispered aloud. "This isn't real," he closed his eyes tightly. 'I can't stay in this dream, its not real. I'm kidding myself.' He was pulled from his thoughts by a noise from beside him.
Heero opened his eyes and looked to his side, where a happily sleeping Duo was dreaming. Duo's head was resting on Heero's bare chest, and they never did get his hair braided. "I love you Heero." Duo uttered as he dreamed.
Heero's gaze went back to the ceiling of Duo's room. "This is real. Thank God." Heero closed his eyes and fell asleep, his dreams once again beautiful, but not as beautiful as real life.
Duo and Heero lived happily ever after.... The End!
He pulled himself from his bed, frustrated with the myth of sleep, and went downstairs. He took a left and went into the dining room, where he sat in one of the 20 or so chairs. His elbow was on his lap, and his head was resting in his hand. His fingers tangled in his bangs, which, much like the rest of his hair, was long and messy.
He was startled for a moment by footsteps, but then, after confirming who, returned to his state.
"Couldn't sleep?" Trowa asked.
"Yea," he mumbled wearily.
"What's the matter Duo?" he inquired while taking a seat next to Duo's. "Is it this whole Heero thing?"
"I'm so confused about it...."
"Why? You hate him."
"NO!" he exclaimed, then retreating added, "I mean, I don't hate him." He thought for a moment, "I don't think, I mean... I dunno."
"So you don't hate him?"
"No, I don't think so."
"You're telling me you don't hate him, even after what he did to you?"
"Well, it wasn't THAT bad."
"Then why is it bothering you so much?" Duo paused for a second, thinking about how to answer the question, but Trowa wouldn't give him the time. "Well?"
"I dunno, it just confused me."
"Confused you about what?"
"About Heero."
"What about him?" Trowa gave Duo no time to think about what he was saying before he said it. This was a very dangerous thing for Maxwell.
"It's just... I didn't know he was gay."
"So?"
"So.... What?"
"That shouldn't change your opinion of him."
"But it does."
"How?"
"Cuz it's not Heero."
"But it is Heero. Heero's been like this all along, you just never knew."
"Well, now that I know, it's different."
"Why?"
"Cuz."
"Cuz why? You don't hate him, which means you like him. Right?"
"Right." Duo only had to think for 2 seconds before he caught himself. "I mean, NOT LIKE THAT, what I meant was, well, you know what I meant right?"
"Duo, I didn't even think about that. Why did you?"
"Well, I.... I just didn't want you to take it the wrong way."
"I didn't, but..... I think you did."
Duo turned his head away blushing. "Ok, so maybe it wasn't as bad as I made it out to be, but gimme a break, it freaked me out."
"Why did it scare you? Because you liked it?"
Duo's face reddened and he turned farther away from Trowa.
"It's ok Duo, I know what your going threw."
Duo looked at him in complete shock, "YOU DO!?!?!"
"Yeah. Oh Duo, don't tell me your that blind?"
Duo blinked a few times wondering what on God's green earth Trowa was talking about.
"You haven't noticed Quatre and I acting at all different?"
Duo began to shake his head, but as he did, memories were knocked loose and he began to understand. He looked at Trowa, mouth agape and eyes wide as saucers. "You mean you and Quatre are...."
"Yes."
"FOR HOW LONG!?"
"3 months next Tuesday."
Duo's shock slowly turned to puzzlement. "So wait, your gay?"
"Yes Duo, I am and so is Quatre."
Stunned, Duo simply sat and stared off into the distance. He contemplated his entire life in that few minutes. His past, his present, and his future.
"Duo? Duo?"
"Huh umm what?"
"So you like Heero, right?"
"NO! I mean, no offense, but me? Gay? I don't think so. It just doesn't work."
"I don't know Duo, I think it does. You look pretty feminine."
"How on earth do I look feminine?!?!?!"
Trowa picked up Duo's long braid and held it for him to see. Duo snatched his braid back and gripped it as though it was a traitor to the point he was trying to make.
"I'll chop it off!"
"Duo, you know that won't help. If anything it will just make you sad due to your lack of hair."
Duo let go of his braid, crossed his arms, and pouted. "Shut up. I know that."
"Duo, if you won't be truthful with me, then at least be truthful with yourself. Honestly Duo, how do you feel about Heero?"
The front door opened, then shut. Both Trowa and Duo knew it was Heero going out for his morning exercises. Duo stood up abruptly.
"FINE! YOU WANT ME TO BE TRUTHFUL, TO BE A HYPOCRITE?"
"I do want you to be truthful, Duo."
"Well you got it buddy! Fine! I'll admit it, I am attracted to Heero! I've had dreams about him! Ever since that kiss, I haven't stopped thinking about him! I ENJOYED that kiss. It was the best moment in my life.... and I blew it."
Duo sat back down and put his head in his hands.
"Duo, there's still a chance..."
"HA! No way. Not after what I said. How can I go back on all that?"
"How can you not?"
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Heero returned home later that night, trying to avoid the house for as long as possible. Once home he took a shower and got dressed, well partially. He had just put on his pants when he heard someone call for him. He got up and went out into the hallway, waiting for the voice once again so he could get a lock on direction.
"Hey Heero." God had such an odd sense of humor, Heero thought. The person calling to him was none other then the one he was trying to avoid, and likewise was trying to avoid him.
Duo sat cross-legged on his bed, a smile on his face. He was in the same state of dress as Heero. His hair was down, messy and wet. A scene all too familiar to Heero. "Duo?"
"Umm Heero.. I.. Heero will you brush my hair?" He said presenting the brush to Heero.
"Wha?" Heero was stunned and began to take small cautionary steps toward Duo, all the while thinking what kind of trap, or test, this could be. He grasped the brush, and took a seat on the bed behind Duo.
He began to move the brush through Duo's long damp tresses. Every move he made had great caution. After a few moments, the brush was moving with out thought. Heero's mind was focused on what exactly was going on. What had happened, and was it all some bad dream. Until Duo made him realize it was reality.
"Umm Heero." He said, his back still turned.
"Yeah Duo?" Anticipation filled his voice.
"About the last time......I ...I...." Duo got up onto his knees and turned around. He put a hand to Heero's jaw and gently pulled it up toward him. Duo leaned in, slightly tilting his head. Their lips met once again, and all was right for a moment.
As they parted Heero had a look of shock and confusion, and Duo had a slight smile and was blushing.
"Duo, I don't understand."
Both Duo and Heero stood up, facing one another. Duo took Heero's hands and spoke softly to him. "I'm sorry Heero. I meant nothing I said." Heero's face lit up 'so Quatre was right' he thought. "I know it's no excuse, and I understand if you don't accept my apology, but I was just... scared." Duo looked ashamed.
"Scared of what?"
"Well, when you kissed me,.. I liked it, and I knew that I wasn't supposed to, or at least that's what I thought. Everything I said to you was what I was actually saying to myself. I'm so sorry Heero, I never wanted to hurt you. I..." He turned away blushing. "I love you."
A look of slight shock crossed Heero's face, but it quickly melted into a warm smile. He stepped over to Duo and put his hand through Duo's damp hair. He stopped at the back of Duo's head, and pulled Duo toward him.
For a third time, their lips met. Then, the lips parted and Heero's tongue took the offensive in Duo's mouth, but Duo countered. He sucked Heero's tongue in farther, then went on the offensive, exploring Heero's perfect pearly whites.
The small game lasted a few moments, but to them, it was a split second and an eternity. They pulled from each other, trying to regain normal breathing patterns.
"I love you too Duo."
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That night, Heero lay in bed staring up at a somewhat familiar ceiling, but not his own. "This can't be real," he whispered aloud. "This isn't real," he closed his eyes tightly. 'I can't stay in this dream, its not real. I'm kidding myself.' He was pulled from his thoughts by a noise from beside him.
Heero opened his eyes and looked to his side, where a happily sleeping Duo was dreaming. Duo's head was resting on Heero's bare chest, and they never did get his hair braided. "I love you Heero." Duo uttered as he dreamed.
Heero's gaze went back to the ceiling of Duo's room. "This is real. Thank God." Heero closed his eyes and fell asleep, his dreams once again beautiful, but not as beautiful as real life.
Duo and Heero lived happily ever after.... The End!