Thanks to all the people who reviewed, it meant so much to me to see people enjoying my work and I hope you all like chapter two…

Disclaimer- I forgot to put this on the last chapter but no I don't own Gundam Wing or the characters, the plot however is completely mine.

A/N- Sorry this took so long to get up, I had major problems with updating, thanks for waiting n.n

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Chapter two

Soft moans filled the air as hands and lips trailed their way down bare, heated flesh, hands ran through short messy brown hair, grabbing hold of the silken locks as he arched up into the others touch. The smaller male's breathing was becoming increasingly heavier as the other's assaults became more passionate and lust filled. The thought crossed his mind that that was all this was, lust, nothing more than the need and want to fuck him. To relieve stress and tension, the thought dissipated into nothingness when the others lips pressed against his in a bruising kiss.

The others tongue began massaging the smaller male's lips, asking for entry, and who was he to deny the other of what he wanted. Lips parted and another tongue rubbed up against his own, making gentle sweeps in his mouth. The smaller of the two moaned into the action, becoming completely submissive and caught up in the passion of the moment. He needed this, they both needed this, they needed to escape, to just feel the body of another human being against that of their own.

To feel normal to be normal just for once, the smaller male gasped as the other male began to tease one of his nipples, running his tongue around it before biting down on the small nub playfully. The braided male arched up into the action, any coherent thought slipping from his mind as the others hands trailed down his chest to the bulge in his pants where the other began to massage him through the material.

Violet eyes became clouded with lust as the taller male moved his lips up to his neck. Suckling and biting the tender flesh that lay there, eliciting the most exotic and interesting sounds to slip from the shinigami's lips causing the other to smirk into the pale flesh and continue his assaults. Slowly the taller teen kissed his way up the braided male's neck to his lips, smashing his against the kiss swollen ones of the shinigami's and slipping his tongue back into the smaller males mouth. He loved the way Duo tasted,

Absolutely adored the way the shinigami's body reacted to every tiny touch and kiss he placed upon it. He smirked, staring up at the other; he had never seen him look more beautiful than he did at that moment. Half naked, panting heavily, perfectly pale flesh covered in a sheen of sweat, water droplets shimmering in his hair and that hazed lustful look clouding his eyes. Their lips met again, tongues meeting and battling for dominance, the braided male eventually giving in, accepting his role as the submissive one. Allowing the taller male's tongue to explore his mouth once again, the braided teen just wrapped his arms around his partner's neck, deepening what was already an incredibly intense kiss.

Duo arched up once again, grinding his hips against those of the elder males causing the other to moan into the kiss and grind back, desperate for the friction. The elder smirked as he moved his hands down to the top of the others pants, unfastening the button with a practised ease, then slowly and painstakingly pulling the zip down.

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Duo gasped, sitting bolt upright in his bed, covers hazardously tangled around his frame as his eyes opened wide and his breathing slowed to a more natural level. With a sigh the braided male noticed his obvious arousal created by the dream via the erection creating a tent in the material of his boxers. He growled darkly, he had been completely free of these dreams for such a long time now and he wasn't happy about their return. With another sigh the former Gundam pilot stood from the bed and made his way over to the en-suite bathroom.

Removing his boxers and turning the shower to cold he stepped underneath the stream of water, desperately trying to will his now almost painful erection away. It was stupid, the dream was stupid, He was stupid it was all so fucking stupid and he didn't want to have to deal with it anymore. Ok so maybe he sounded a little childish, but he was tired of having to fight against emotions and desires that could never be reached. Tired of fighting to regain something that he had never even really had, and tired of being haunted by the past.

After an hour under the cold water the braided male had finally regained control of his hormones. He realised after about half an hour that if he started to think of Relena what was arousal soon turned into immense loathing and hatred. The dream long since forgotten, the lust quickly dissipated into nothingness. Sighing softly the brunette stepped out of the shower, wrapping a towel around his waist and using another to dry himself off.

With a gentle sigh the braided male stepped back into his room, walking over to his drawers he grabbed a clean pair of boxers and slipped them on. Removing the towel he threw it onto the pile of clothes in the corner before walking over to his cupboard and looking for something to wear. After throwing on the priest like outfit that looked exactly like the one he had worn during the war he walked back over to the pile of clothes, picking them up and carrying them over to the wash basket.

When he returned he saw a small slip of paper on the floor, violet eyes just stared at it inquisitively before he began to move towards it, picking it up so that he could see what it was. He blinked a few dozen times as he read what was scribbled on the paper, a simple note –Duo, I'm sorry, Heero- then a phone number. The Shinigami sighed, sitting down on the edge of the bed as he stared at the piece of paper in his hand.

He tried to think back to the events of last night, to when Heero would have slipped the note into his pocket but he kept coming up with blanks. He smiled softly, the wing pilot was still as sneaky as he always had been and he could still catch Duo off guard easily, even after three years without so much as a word between the two of them.

Opening the drawer of his bedside table he placed the small slip of paper inside one of the books within, to keep it safe. Then he closed the drawer just staring at it for a while; it was strange, seeing the others after three years of nothing. Even stranger seeing Heero and seeing how the perfect soldier hadn't changed a single bit.

He jumped when he heard a knock on the door, roughly pulled out of his musings by the sound of a fist hitting against solid wood. The thought passing through his mind that it was Heero Yuy knocking on his door. The perfect soldier stood on the other side of the wood, stoic, icy, sapphire eyes staring at nothing and everything all at once. Those words falling from his lips, 'we need to talk…'

Duo knew they needed to talk, hell he wanted to talk to Heero about it all, find out the reasoning behind everything the wing pilot had done. Yet everytime he looked into those azure eyes, he stopped dead and he realised that he didn't want to talk, he didn't want to know. He wanted to live in denial, wanted the condolence that he didn't know, because if he knew the reasoning, it might be simply that Heero didn't care…

That was something that Duo didn't want to hear because it hurt, as the knocking on the door became more urgent the braided male stood from the bed and walked out of his bedroom. He sighed as he reached the door, leaning out and turning the handle, opening the door he felt a mixture of relief and disappointment, it wasn't Heero, there were no icy eyes staring at him emotionlessly. It was just Hilde, smiling happily and complaining about how long it took Duo to open the goddamned door. Closing the door he turned to face the dark haired woman smiling gently, weakly.

"Hey Hilde," he said, trying to keep the disappointment out of his voice, he thought about that for the briefest of moments, he was disappointed, had he wanted it to be Heero? Why had he wanted that? His heart throbbed painfully within his chest. Just as he had escaped from his demons they crawled back, clawing at him and dragging him back into the past he had struggled to escape.

"Hey D, I just came round to apologise for last night, I really didn't want to call you and drag you away from Qat's but I didn't know what else to do and I totally understand you being angry with me. I should have listened when you said that I couldn't handle things and that you had responsibilities and had to be here. I just, I wanted you to see them again, you all used to be so close and I just… I don't know, I wanted what I thought was best. I'm sorry Duo…"

"No, it's fine Hilde, don't worry about it. I shouldn't have shouted at you, it wasn't your fault, I was just worried was all, and before that I was actually having a pretty good time." Duo explained, a genuine smile tugging at his lips at certain memories of the previous night. Hilde squealed slightly and ran into the lounge, sitting down on the couch and patting the leather next to her as an indication for Duo to join her on the leather sofa.

"Come on Duo, I want to hear the whole story," Hilde exclaimed as she watched the brunette walk into the lounge and collapse onto the couch beside her.

"There's not much to say really, when I got to Qat's Trowa and Wufei were already there. I asked them what they had been doing for the past three years, Tro said he'd been on L3 working at the circus there with Catherine. Apparently he's on Earth for a vacation, he was buying a house somewhere and bumped into Quatre, they got to talking and decided that it was time for us to get in touch again." The former Deathscythe pilot explained, smiling softly. Hilde blinked slightly and noted that there was a large chunk of the story seemingly missing…

"What about Wufei what has he been doing?" The dark-haired woman pried, it wasn't exactly the topic she wanted to discuss but she thought that it would be best to work her way up to that slowly.

"Uh, he's working for the preventors, with Sally. Not too surprising really," the braided male told her, before he could say anything else or avoid the subject he didn't want to talk about Hilde voiced the question that he had been dreading.

"And Heero? You said that he was there, did it turn out to be a good or a bad thing? What's he been doing?" She asked, the brunette sighed, nodding gently for a while before turning to face her with a soft smile.

"Yeah Heero arrived last, it was uncomfortable to begin with, strange to be in the same room with him again after three years. He wanted to talk but… I just couldn't, the mere thought of talking with him made me feel queasy and uncertain." The violet-eyed man whispered, staring down at where his hands lay motionlessly in his lap.

"I thought that you wanted to talk to Heero, wanted to set things straight and everything, why didn't you, last night was the perfect opportunity?" Hilde asked sympathetically, placing a hand onto her friend's shoulder. She understood that this whole situation was hard for the brunette but she also couldn't see why he hadn't spoken to the other male when it was what he had wanted to do for so long.

"I did, I do, it's a great idea in theory and I can have it all planned out in my head previously but when I'm stood there infront of him I just, I don't want to do it. I can't, all I can think about is getting away. Hilde, I'm sorry but I really don't want to talk about this anymore," the braided male told her, standing up and walking into the kitchen to make himself a coffee. The dark-haired woman just followed, arms folded across her chest in mild annoyance.

"Fine, don't, keep it all to yourself, so what's the perfect soldier been doing for the past three years?" Hilde asked, leaning against one of the sides as she watched her companion make his coffee. He sighed, running a hand through his hair and glancing from his drink to her and then back again.

"He's… he's been working as Relena's bodyguard," Hilde went to say something but stopped when she realised she didn't know what to say. Duo continued anyway. "Three years he forgot I existed, three years of nothing, because he was with Relena." The words fell from his lips with such malice and distaste that it shocked Hilde somewhat, this wasn't the Duo she knew.

"Oh Duo, I'm sorry, but working for her doesn't mean that there's something between the two of them. It just means that he needed a job and she gave him one." The dark-haired woman explained with a gentle smile. The braided male smiled back and nodded,

"I know, but still he had three years to talk to me, and he didn't because protecting Relena was too important, I'm sorry if that makes me ever so slightly bitter. He even left early last night because She called him demanding that he return as she can't live without him for five seconds." The brunette growled, sipping his freshly made coffee,

"When did he leave?" the dark-haired woman asked,

"Uh, the same time as I did actually, you called just after Relena did."

"Did you get a cab home?" Hilde asked, eyes shimmering with knowledge, when things had started to cool down last night she had taken her chance to look out of the window and check for Duo. Meaning that she had seen the sleek, black sports car, that had definitely not been a cab, parked outside of the apartment building. She had seen Duo step out of it and turn around to say something to the man inside before running off into the building. What she had not seen was who had been driving, though she did have a pretty good idea of who it had been.

"Um, no, Heero dropped me off, I wanted to get a cab but he insisted. Said that he could get me home a lot faster than any cab could, he was right, of course I never said a word to him so… how did he know where I lived?" The braided male mused, more to himself than to the woman in his company.

"You must have told him earlier in the evening or told one of the others and he overheard it," Hilde offered as an explanation, the brunette just shook his head,

"No, I never told anyone anything about myself, I certainly never said where I lived. Hilde, how did Heero know?" She chuckled and shrugged,

"Well, Quatre might have told him because he obviously knows where you live. Or, he's part bloodhound,"

"Qat wouldn't have told him, he knows that there's a slight amount of bad blood between us, a past, he just wouldn't have done that. Plus he didn't really have time to, he was arranging the whole thing remember. It's just strange is all but then again I suppose he is the perfect soldier. He's Heero Yuy, if anyone could find me I guessed that it would be him." Hilde smiled and nodded,

"Yeah, stop being so paranoid, D, Heero is Heero." The dark-haired woman explained with a slight chuckle, "hm, hm, maybe he's been stalking you for all this time," Hilde joked, running a hand through her hair and laughing. Duo chuckled slightly, knocking several strands of hair out of soft violet eyes.

"Whatever, do you want to stay for lunch Hilde?" The braided male asked with a gentle smile as he jumped up onto the counter.

"I'd love to, but I can't, I promised Eli that we would go out for lunch today, she said that I'd best swing round here first to check out how things were." She muttered gently, glancing down at the floor and then back up at Duo. He smiled softly glancing over at the closed door leading to the second bedroom.

"Everything's fine Hilde, don't worry about it, it wasn't your fault, these things just happen." He told her gently, turning to face her with another smile. She nodded and smiled back, sighing softly.

"Well D, if everything's ok then I guess I'd best be getting home." The dark-haired woman mused aloud as she grabbed her bag off of the couch and headed to the door. "I'll see ya tomorrow ok?" She smiled and reached the door, extending her hand and turning the handle until the door clicked open. She waved goodbye to the Shinigami, who waved back, and stepped out of the apartment to collide with someone stood in the corridor. "Ow, oops, sorry… oh…" she stopped as she saw whom it was that she had walked into.

"Hilde," the male greeted softly, she smiled nervously and bowed to greet the elder male,

"Hilde, what's up?" Duo asked, stepping out of the apartment to see the dark-haired woman stood infront of no other than Heero Yuy. Sapphire and amethyst locked for the briefest of moments before Duo ripped his gaze away from the taller males, settling on Hilde.

"Uh… I've got to go, D, are you gonna be ok?" The dark-haired woman asked softly, the braided male just smiled and nodded.

"He'll be fine, I certainly am not intending to hurting him if that's what you're worried about,"

"In what way are you talking about Heero? You can hurt him without using your fists,"

"It's ok Hilde, you go, I'll be fine, I'll see ya tomorrow ok?" Duo asked with a smile, the woman nodded and smiled back as she waved goodbye to her friend, nodding gently in Heero's direction in a way that meant goodbye. Heero nodded back as she stepped into the elevator, the doors closing as the lift began to descend. There was silence for a long few minutes before the braided male sighed heavily and glanced back into his apartment. "So, do you want to come in?" Heero nodded and walked over to the shorter man,

"Duo, we have to talk," The former wing pilot explained as he stepped into the apartment, closing the door behind him and following Duo over to the centre of the room where the Shinigami just stood staring at him.

"Yeah we do, lets start with you telling me how you knew where I lived yesterday when you drove me home. I know that I didn't give you any directions Heero," the smaller brunette growled softly. Heero just started as him placidly,

"Relena told me a year or two ago, she got someone to track you down. We were driving past in the limo one-day; she pointed it out to me, told me which floor you lived on, what number your apartment was, which window was yours. Everything," the sapphire-eyed male explained and could, without looking, tell that the violet-eyes had just narrowed dangerously.

"What?" Duo started, the word sounding venomous to taller male's ears, "You've known where I've lived for the past two years but you didn't come and talk to me. You didn't come see me, didn't give me the peace of mind to know that you were alive and well, what kind of fucked up bastard does that!" Duo yelled,

"It was for the best, Relena told me it would only drag up the past you so desperately wanted to forget," Heero explained as stoically as ever, Duo chuckled staring down at the floor for a minute before glancing back up to glare at the taller male stood opposite him.

"Since when did you start listening to everything Relena Peacecraft says?"

"Since she started telling me what was best for you,"

"And just how does she know what's best for me Heero? For fucks sake I don't even know what's best for me so how can a woman that clearly despises me know what I never could?" The Shinigami asked voice softening slightly.

"Well, if I'm not mistaken we're both here now, and we have a lot to talk about." Duo sighed softly, rubbing his forehead as he leant against the French window leading to the balcony.

"Yeah, where the hell do we start?" Duo asked, glancing over at the closed door leading to the second bedroom. Heero followed his gaze, looking at the door with a questioning eyebrow raised.

"How about at the beginning, that night, when we left the base, running from the soldiers, when we were in the shelter." The perfect soldier suggested placidly, Duo glanced up at the taller male, eyes shimmering slightly.

"No, please, Heero I can't, I just can't, I'll talk to you about anything else but not that, not now at least." The smaller male muttered gently, his voice pleading with the other. Sapphire-eyes just stared down at the former Deathscythe pilot inquisitively. He stepped forward, standing just before the shorter male; he smiled softly, but let the smile disappear from his face before Duo could catch sight of it. With a sigh the blue-eyed male placed his hand underneath the braided male's chin, lifting his head so that he could stare into the perfect Amethyst depths. "W…what are you doing?" Duo stuttered, eyes still shimmering,

"You've changed so much Duo, you're not as brash as you once were, I fear that at least part of that is due to me and what happened between us. The one thing about you though that has remained the same and probably will never change is your eyes, they're exactly as they were." The taller explained, voice hushed, Duo blinked dumbfounded by the others behaviour, what was Heero trying to say?

"H…Heero…" Duo began the clicking of a door opening going unnoticed by the two male's stood in the centre of the apartment.

"Duo, please, just listen to me… that night…" Heero started, keeping his gaze on the others eyes though all he wanted to do was stare down at the floor below his feet. Not a day had gone past when he hadn't thought about Duo, when he hadn't thought about that night and the horrible mess that had been left between the two of them. Yet over the past three years, mainly the last two he had not been able to bring himself to come talk to his Shinigami, to explain everything. Instead he had just parked outside the building, staring up at that one window and wondering what was going on in Duo's life, how he was.

"Daddy… what's going on… who's this man?" Both boys glanced over to see a small boy dressed in pyjamas with light brown hair and shimmering green eyes stood in the doorway to the second bedroom. He was yawning and rubbing his eyes free of sleep, a small plush rabbit dragging along the floor, held in the right hand of the small boy. Heero turned back to stare at Duo, eyes wide, Duo smiled softly nervously…

"Heero…" Duo began pulling out of Heero's grasp and walking over to the boy stood in the doorway to the bedroom. Lifting him from the floor and balancing him on his right hip before turning back to stare at the former wing pilot. "This is my son… Hisoka…"

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Ooh, I know I know, shorter than the last chapter but I wanted to leave it there to set the scene for the next chapter, hope you liked enough to review and that you'll be back to see what happens in the next chappie…