Hell is for Heroes
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Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
10
Views:
2,271
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10
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Chapter Ten
Standard disclaimers apply!
warnings: I\'m going to be including rape scenes etc. later on, pilot preggy, prostitution.... O and LOTS and LOTS of torture! ^_^
Pairings: 2x1 mainly, a bit of 1x2 (i like Uke Heero best! ^_^) side pairings (3x4, 5xS) just mentioned and variousx1
Apologies to anyone who feels I have stolen any of their material, I promise you it wasn’t intentional but I have read a lot of fics in order to get ideas *hides* don’t hate me….
Thanks to anyone who’s bothering to read this fic it\'s going to be part of a loooooooong series but I have to fit writing chapters in with doing coursework etc. so it may not get finished for a while but believe me it WILL get finished!
Like all authors i LOVE getting reviewed (good or bad its just good to get someone\'s opinion) so if you can spare the time please please please review thx.
all my love
[An Angel\'s] Silver Tear
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Title: Hell is for Heroes
Chapter Ten
The sea hit the shore with a momentous force. The waves crashing again st the rocks in an age old act. Three people sat and watched the beautiful sight. The youngest of the trio taking in the sight with wide, innocent eyes. This was her first time on earth.
The eight year old was sat on her Daddy’s lap. Her Daddy had her arm around her Papa’s waist; her Papa’s head lay gently on her Daddy’s shoulder. Her Papa’s arm was in turn snaked about her Daddy’s waist but her Papa’s other arm was resting on her knee with her Daddy’s had resting on top of it, meaning that her Daddy’s arm was around her waist. She smiled. He Papa was really happy and so was she. She was glad her Daddy came back. She loved her Daddy but not in the same way she loved her Papa. She loved both her parents to the same degree just in different ways.
She snuggled closer to her Daddy’s chest and listened to the sound of his heart beating. She smiled and gazed lovingly into the eyes of her Papa. His blue eyes, so much like her own shone back at her. He smiled. A smile that was meant just for her. Just for his little ‘Tenshi‘.
Duo looked from the picturesque example of mother nature’s violence to the tranquil scene of his family. His husband and his daughter. The hand he had around Heero’s waist moved to caress the extended abdomen in which his son was sleeping peacefully.
The last five years had been eventful to say the least. Dispite the bone marrow transplant it had been touch and go with Heero. The pain he felt due to all the abuse he had fased in his life, at times got on top of him and fighting the cancer became a little too hard. One look at his daughter, one hug from his then boyfriend and he seemed to find the strength to carryon.
Duo often joked that Heero must have a pact with God similar to the one he had with Shinigami. Heero often replied with perhaps we have the same one. Duo never understood that but it didn’t matter to him because Heero was alive.
They married in AC 204 just a mere three months after Heero was given the all clear. Duo would have married Heero sooner but Heero was adamant that he wasn’t going to tie Duo down to a corpse. Duo hated hearing that but, like always, he went alone with what his Hee-chan wanted.
Now, in June AC205, Duo couldn’t believe that five years ago he was experiencing the worst period of time in his life. He couldn’t believe that just five years ago Heero was missing, presumed dead. That in actual fHeerHeero was raising their daughter single-handedly as well as battling cancer and prostituting himself for the money he needed to do this.
Things were definitely better now. They hadn’t slept together again until their wedding night. Heero had been afraid and several times they had to stop and take a breather because all Heero’s past sexual experiences were bad, even the one that had resulted in Namida.
That night had been magical for both of them despite everything. Once Heero was totally sure in everyway that Duo wouldn’t hurt him, he’d enjoyed himself. Since that night he’d had no nightmares of Gregory Mitchell or any of his past clients.
Duo had let him be on top that night. It had been hard for Duo because of his own demons from the past but it had all turned out ok.
//Flashback//
He carried his Japanese spouse of the threshold of their hotel room. Tiff was taking care of Namida while the newlyweds were on their honeymoon.
Duo set Heero down on the king sized four poster bed. Heero started attacking his husband’s mouth as soon as his back touched the mattress.
Hands roamed under tuxedos. Mouths met with flushed skin. They moaned continuously. Heero flipped the passions so that he was on top. He straddled Duo’s hips and began to strip for his koi. Duo moaned. Heero was just so erotic. His hips started to buck, seeking friction.
Once undressed Heero undressed his Duo. His mouth worked its way up and down Duo’s sculpted Body. Heero too great care to avoid the American’s straining manhood. His kissed and caressed the entirety of Duo’s body.
“Take me Heero…” Duo begged. This was getting too much. He wanted to feel His Heero inside him.
“Are you sure?” the worry was evident in Heero’s sexy monotone voice.
“It’s time I put the past behind me, it’s time we both did. I trust you. Take me Hee-chan. Aishiteru.”
Heero smiled warmly into his beloved’s eyes and he inserted the first lube coated finger. Duo gasped at the sensation. It was just so damn good. As Heero worked his finger in his betrothed’s tight passage he couldn’t stop the hand that stroked his hard on. He added another finger and nearly came at the sound Duo made.
Duo noticed the hand stroking Heero’s hard on. He smirked. ‘It seems my lover is really into me… hummm what can I do to get him to stop with all this fucking preparation and make love to me? I know I’m ready now… oh wait, I know’
Duo let out a low moan as his hand started to stoke his erection in time with the fingers Heero was thrusting inside him.
“Duo…” Heero’s voice was husky and filled with lust.
“Take me Heero. I’m ready”
As Heero entered Duo they never broke eye contact. Once Heero was buried to the hilt they shared a passionate kiss. Duo adjusted to Heero size quickly. The Japanese man thrust in and out of his American lover slowly. The pace quickened when Duo’s hips joined in the dance.
An hour later they lay curled up around each other tired and spent.
An hour after that saw Heero writhing under Duo’s ministrations as Duo took him.
The stamina of two ex-gundam pilots is truly amazing. If you take into account that the ex-perfect solider had just recovered from a disease that had almost killed him, then the sounds that came form that hotel room almost every two hours for a week would shock you. For the entire week of their honeymoon neither boy was seen by the hotel staff… the mess they left behind was thought. The manager joked about how if would be cheaper to just buy a new hotel rather that replace all the things the young couple destroyed in their lust filled state.
//End flashback//
Heero smiled. He was finally happy. He’d spent twenty-five years looking for this, and now he had it. He had a loving husband; a beautiful, intelligent, strong and all round wonderful daughter; and a baby on the way. Life was great.
“What are you thinking?” his beloved’s soft voice reached his ears and Heero’s smile grew. “I was just thinking about how happy and how lucky I am….” Heero trailed off.
Duo’s soft violet eyes met his equally as soft blue ones. “If your gunna kiss I want you to let me go, now.” a cheeky little voice interrupted their romantic moment.
Both men laughed. Their daughter definitely took after Duo personality wise, in looks she took more after Heero.
Duo stood pulling his precious spouse up with him while still carrying his daughter. The trio headed home. To their little house by the beach with it’s little white picket fence and blossoming garden. Turned the the Nam’ had quite the thing for flowers and growing them was her passion. Although their family dogs seemed to like to dig up all her hard work. You could often her Nam’ in the garden shouting “Mary, Wingscythe STOP IT!” The cat, Shinigami, always seemed to be far away from the scene when Nam’ was scolding the dogs but Duo suspected that his cat was in no way innocent of the mess.
***
On the first of October After Colony 205 their first son Kitai Solo Maxwell-Yuy was born at 23:51, and on the second of October After Colony 205 their second son Sugoi Odin Maxwell-Yuy was born at 00:04.
Sugoi’s existence came as a great surpise. Kitai’s birth marked the birth of their new life hence the name Kitai which means hope in Heero’s native toungue. Namida found it appropreate, She also picked her second little brother’s name. Sugoi, amazing, because that’s what he was.
Namida smiled. Now her Papa had a tear of amazing hope. That sounded so stupid that there was no way that she was going to tell anyone but that’s how she felt.
As she watched her Daddy and her Papa bottle feeding her new baby brothers she knew everything was going to be ok.
As long as she had her family she was confident that she could do anything.
Love is all you need and each member of the Maxwell-Yuy family had it in Gundam sized portions.
They were going to be ok.
They had each other.
~END~
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Ok so that’s it. I know it wasn’t great. It being my first fic and all. So if you could tell me what you thought I would be so grateful. Thanks. Oh and if you would like to see a sequel let me know and some ideas would be good too. You can email me, put it in a review what ever you like. I’m not picky. Ok thanks for reading. I would just like to say that it’s been a real pleasure writing for y’all and if you’ve bothered to read it then I thank you.
Love
ST!
warnings: I\'m going to be including rape scenes etc. later on, pilot preggy, prostitution.... O and LOTS and LOTS of torture! ^_^
Pairings: 2x1 mainly, a bit of 1x2 (i like Uke Heero best! ^_^) side pairings (3x4, 5xS) just mentioned and variousx1
Apologies to anyone who feels I have stolen any of their material, I promise you it wasn’t intentional but I have read a lot of fics in order to get ideas *hides* don’t hate me….
Thanks to anyone who’s bothering to read this fic it\'s going to be part of a loooooooong series but I have to fit writing chapters in with doing coursework etc. so it may not get finished for a while but believe me it WILL get finished!
Like all authors i LOVE getting reviewed (good or bad its just good to get someone\'s opinion) so if you can spare the time please please please review thx.
all my love
[An Angel\'s] Silver Tear
**********************************************************************************************************
Title: Hell is for Heroes
Chapter Ten
The sea hit the shore with a momentous force. The waves crashing again st the rocks in an age old act. Three people sat and watched the beautiful sight. The youngest of the trio taking in the sight with wide, innocent eyes. This was her first time on earth.
The eight year old was sat on her Daddy’s lap. Her Daddy had her arm around her Papa’s waist; her Papa’s head lay gently on her Daddy’s shoulder. Her Papa’s arm was in turn snaked about her Daddy’s waist but her Papa’s other arm was resting on her knee with her Daddy’s had resting on top of it, meaning that her Daddy’s arm was around her waist. She smiled. He Papa was really happy and so was she. She was glad her Daddy came back. She loved her Daddy but not in the same way she loved her Papa. She loved both her parents to the same degree just in different ways.
She snuggled closer to her Daddy’s chest and listened to the sound of his heart beating. She smiled and gazed lovingly into the eyes of her Papa. His blue eyes, so much like her own shone back at her. He smiled. A smile that was meant just for her. Just for his little ‘Tenshi‘.
Duo looked from the picturesque example of mother nature’s violence to the tranquil scene of his family. His husband and his daughter. The hand he had around Heero’s waist moved to caress the extended abdomen in which his son was sleeping peacefully.
The last five years had been eventful to say the least. Dispite the bone marrow transplant it had been touch and go with Heero. The pain he felt due to all the abuse he had fased in his life, at times got on top of him and fighting the cancer became a little too hard. One look at his daughter, one hug from his then boyfriend and he seemed to find the strength to carryon.
Duo often joked that Heero must have a pact with God similar to the one he had with Shinigami. Heero often replied with perhaps we have the same one. Duo never understood that but it didn’t matter to him because Heero was alive.
They married in AC 204 just a mere three months after Heero was given the all clear. Duo would have married Heero sooner but Heero was adamant that he wasn’t going to tie Duo down to a corpse. Duo hated hearing that but, like always, he went alone with what his Hee-chan wanted.
Now, in June AC205, Duo couldn’t believe that five years ago he was experiencing the worst period of time in his life. He couldn’t believe that just five years ago Heero was missing, presumed dead. That in actual fHeerHeero was raising their daughter single-handedly as well as battling cancer and prostituting himself for the money he needed to do this.
Things were definitely better now. They hadn’t slept together again until their wedding night. Heero had been afraid and several times they had to stop and take a breather because all Heero’s past sexual experiences were bad, even the one that had resulted in Namida.
That night had been magical for both of them despite everything. Once Heero was totally sure in everyway that Duo wouldn’t hurt him, he’d enjoyed himself. Since that night he’d had no nightmares of Gregory Mitchell or any of his past clients.
Duo had let him be on top that night. It had been hard for Duo because of his own demons from the past but it had all turned out ok.
//Flashback//
He carried his Japanese spouse of the threshold of their hotel room. Tiff was taking care of Namida while the newlyweds were on their honeymoon.
Duo set Heero down on the king sized four poster bed. Heero started attacking his husband’s mouth as soon as his back touched the mattress.
Hands roamed under tuxedos. Mouths met with flushed skin. They moaned continuously. Heero flipped the passions so that he was on top. He straddled Duo’s hips and began to strip for his koi. Duo moaned. Heero was just so erotic. His hips started to buck, seeking friction.
Once undressed Heero undressed his Duo. His mouth worked its way up and down Duo’s sculpted Body. Heero too great care to avoid the American’s straining manhood. His kissed and caressed the entirety of Duo’s body.
“Take me Heero…” Duo begged. This was getting too much. He wanted to feel His Heero inside him.
“Are you sure?” the worry was evident in Heero’s sexy monotone voice.
“It’s time I put the past behind me, it’s time we both did. I trust you. Take me Hee-chan. Aishiteru.”
Heero smiled warmly into his beloved’s eyes and he inserted the first lube coated finger. Duo gasped at the sensation. It was just so damn good. As Heero worked his finger in his betrothed’s tight passage he couldn’t stop the hand that stroked his hard on. He added another finger and nearly came at the sound Duo made.
Duo noticed the hand stroking Heero’s hard on. He smirked. ‘It seems my lover is really into me… hummm what can I do to get him to stop with all this fucking preparation and make love to me? I know I’m ready now… oh wait, I know’
Duo let out a low moan as his hand started to stoke his erection in time with the fingers Heero was thrusting inside him.
“Duo…” Heero’s voice was husky and filled with lust.
“Take me Heero. I’m ready”
As Heero entered Duo they never broke eye contact. Once Heero was buried to the hilt they shared a passionate kiss. Duo adjusted to Heero size quickly. The Japanese man thrust in and out of his American lover slowly. The pace quickened when Duo’s hips joined in the dance.
An hour later they lay curled up around each other tired and spent.
An hour after that saw Heero writhing under Duo’s ministrations as Duo took him.
The stamina of two ex-gundam pilots is truly amazing. If you take into account that the ex-perfect solider had just recovered from a disease that had almost killed him, then the sounds that came form that hotel room almost every two hours for a week would shock you. For the entire week of their honeymoon neither boy was seen by the hotel staff… the mess they left behind was thought. The manager joked about how if would be cheaper to just buy a new hotel rather that replace all the things the young couple destroyed in their lust filled state.
//End flashback//
Heero smiled. He was finally happy. He’d spent twenty-five years looking for this, and now he had it. He had a loving husband; a beautiful, intelligent, strong and all round wonderful daughter; and a baby on the way. Life was great.
“What are you thinking?” his beloved’s soft voice reached his ears and Heero’s smile grew. “I was just thinking about how happy and how lucky I am….” Heero trailed off.
Duo’s soft violet eyes met his equally as soft blue ones. “If your gunna kiss I want you to let me go, now.” a cheeky little voice interrupted their romantic moment.
Both men laughed. Their daughter definitely took after Duo personality wise, in looks she took more after Heero.
Duo stood pulling his precious spouse up with him while still carrying his daughter. The trio headed home. To their little house by the beach with it’s little white picket fence and blossoming garden. Turned the the Nam’ had quite the thing for flowers and growing them was her passion. Although their family dogs seemed to like to dig up all her hard work. You could often her Nam’ in the garden shouting “Mary, Wingscythe STOP IT!” The cat, Shinigami, always seemed to be far away from the scene when Nam’ was scolding the dogs but Duo suspected that his cat was in no way innocent of the mess.
***
On the first of October After Colony 205 their first son Kitai Solo Maxwell-Yuy was born at 23:51, and on the second of October After Colony 205 their second son Sugoi Odin Maxwell-Yuy was born at 00:04.
Sugoi’s existence came as a great surpise. Kitai’s birth marked the birth of their new life hence the name Kitai which means hope in Heero’s native toungue. Namida found it appropreate, She also picked her second little brother’s name. Sugoi, amazing, because that’s what he was.
Namida smiled. Now her Papa had a tear of amazing hope. That sounded so stupid that there was no way that she was going to tell anyone but that’s how she felt.
As she watched her Daddy and her Papa bottle feeding her new baby brothers she knew everything was going to be ok.
As long as she had her family she was confident that she could do anything.
Love is all you need and each member of the Maxwell-Yuy family had it in Gundam sized portions.
They were going to be ok.
They had each other.
~END~
*********************************************************************
Ok so that’s it. I know it wasn’t great. It being my first fic and all. So if you could tell me what you thought I would be so grateful. Thanks. Oh and if you would like to see a sequel let me know and some ideas would be good too. You can email me, put it in a review what ever you like. I’m not picky. Ok thanks for reading. I would just like to say that it’s been a real pleasure writing for y’all and if you’ve bothered to read it then I thank you.
Love
ST!