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Surrender	By : YojiKato Category: Gundam Wing/AC > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 839 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing nor any of its characters. I only own the original characters. And nobody's paying me to write this.

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Emotion can be a powerful thing, but I've never had a problem keeping it corralled and focused in the direction I intended to go. Unfortunately, I seem to be losing that ability. I'm a fighter, always have been and I'm sure I always will be, but how do you fight your own body? I can't exactly aim a gun and tell the abnormal cells to go away. I can't glare the fatigue away. I can't stop the pain or keep my hair from falling out.
Which means I have no control over anything whatsoever. So you would think that I'd maintain that particular ability to control my emotions, and I'm trying, believe me; but somehow it keeps showing through. And that really bothers me.
I'm losing who I was. Heero Yuy the Gundam pilot, the Preventer, the one who could set his own broken bones. Who could bend steel with his bare hands. Survive self-destructing, and my suit tearing apart during the Mariemaia incident. I'm none of that now. I'm simply Heero Yuy the cancer patient. And I'd rather face a falling Libra again than this.
******
Quatre rested his shoulder and cheek to the door frame and studied his lover silently. He was pretty sure Heero knew he was there, but neither deigned to comment on it. Heero was curled on the window seat, blanket wrapped firmly around his thinning frame. His forehead rested to the glass as he gazed over the gardens. A soft smile raised to his lips.
“Come here,” he said in that breathy whisper that had come to take over his normal voice.
Curious, Quatre moved to stand next to him and looked down to see what was happening. His eyebrows raised. Heero was spying on their friends. Wufei and Duo had their hands in each others back pockets and were swaying slightly as they talked. Quatre leaned over and slit the window open, filling the room softly with the music playing in the gardens.
“What song is that?”
Quatre smiled. “A very old classic by a group called Heart. It's called Surrender to Me.”
Heero looked back to the couple, listening to the lyrics.
“Is it that we've been together much too long

That the answer may not be in black and white

We're always trying to prove who's right or wrong

Yet now we're giving up without a fight

But I know when you're gone

I'll wish I'd held on.”
He chuckled softly as it continued. “It suits.”
Duo leaned to whisper something in Wufei's ear and the raven-haired man started, then smiled, and then proceeded to kiss the daylights out of Duo. Quatre giggled.
“If that's not surrender, I don't know what is.”
Heero smirked slightly. “I just hope they have the decency to get out of plain sight before they go at it.”
“They weren't exactly discreet last night,” Quatre pointed out.
Heero quirked an eyebrow. “Duo said that was payback.”
Quatre laughed as they watched the pair and his hand automatically raised to messy chocolate locks. Heero stiffened as Quatre's hand froze. Neither moved.
“Quatre?”
He tried to swallow the lump in his throat and fought back the tears that tried to fill his eyes as he looked down to his hand. Heero turned and saw the hair in his lover's palm.
“Should just shave it off,” he murmured. Suddenly, that was exactly what he wanted. He couldn't stop it from falling out, but he could get rid of it on his own accord. “Quatre, I want to shave it.”
The blond nodded, fully understanding Heero's desire to be in charge of something. He helped him untangle himself from the blanket and held his arm as they went to the bathroom. Heero sat on the toilet lid while Quatre got out the clippers.
“Heero, do you want it all gone, or just shortened?”
He took a breath, trying to decide whether he could handle completely bald at the moment. “Just shorten it for now.”
He nodded and leaned down to press a quick, soft kiss to Heero's lips. “Love you.”
Heero put a hand to the back of the blond's neck and pulled him back for a longer kiss. Quatre pulled away, a tad breathless. “What was that for?”
Heero took a breath and met those deep, beautiful cerulean eyes. “Because I love you, too.”
Quatre's breath caught in his throat and he gazed at Heero silently for a long moment before smiling and cupping his cheek. He nodded and grabbed the clippers, standing behind Heero. He took a deep breath and prayed that one day he'd see the careless locks again.
******
“Oh darn.”
Wufei continued his downward trail of lips over Duo's neck. “What?”
“Our audience left.”
“Focus.” Wufei squeezed Duo's length through his pants.
Duo gasped and his hips bucked. “More.”
Wufei caught his lips with his own and pressed his hips to Duo's, grinding against each other until Duo was sobbing in need. He moved his hands to Wufei's backside, squeezing the firm bottom. “Want you,” he gasped and turned to press Wufei's back to the brick wall.
He readily turned over control. In truth, it wasn't often that Duo topped, but Duo was bound to be sore after their all night session the night before. Besides, Wufei enjoyed bottom from time to time.
Duo made quick work of his lover's pants and dropped to his knees, taking Wufei's length into his mouth before the Chinese man knew what was happening. Wufei sucked in a breath, pressing his head back to the wall as the talented tongue teased him into a frenzy. Long, slender, and calloused fingers stretched him and he spread his legs slightly. Duo hummed around him and he ground his teeth, barely holding back a wanton whimper.
“That's enough, Duo.”
The braided man peeked up, violet eyes darkened as they took in the Chinese man's flushed face. He eased his fingers out and quickly covered his own length with lube before spinning Wufei. He pressed his hands to the wall and spread his legs as Duo gripped his hips, grinding his length against his opening.
Duo pressed his lips to Wufei's ear. “Tell me you want me.”
Wufei closed his eyes and shivered. “Want you.”
Duo set the tip teasing against the hole. “Inside?”
Wufei groaned. “Damn it, Duo. Take me, please. I'm yours.”
Duo moaned and pressed inside in one long, slow thrust until he was fully seated and both of them were gasping for breath. Duo pressed his nose to the back of Wufei's neck, kissing the exposed skin through the raven silk that was loose from its normal ponytail. “Love you.”
“Love you, too.”
Duo pulled out and thrust back in, quickly stepping it up to a maddening pace that filled the gardens with cries of pleasure. Neither were in the mood for slow love making. They'd had that over and over the night before. No, this was purely sex in its basest form. Wufei braced his arm between his forehead and the wall, spreading his legs a little further. Duo's grip on his hips was the only thing keeping him on his feet as he slammed into him again and again.
He slid his other hand down his torso and wrapped around his straining erection, pumping himself raggedly.
“Shit, 'Fei. I'm not gonna last long.”
“Ung... me... either...” He felt the coiling in the pit of his stomach and, had he been lying on a bed he was sure his knees would have drawn up and his toes would have curled. He dropped his head back to Duo's shoulder, craning his neck to steal a kiss as his climax washed over him. Duo came at the same time, and he shivered at the feel of hot seed flooding into him.
They stood for several moments, riding out their passion until their breathing returned to normal. Wufei pulled away and snatched his shirt up, using it to wipe off his stomach, crotch and hand. He grimaced slightly and Duo laughed as he moved it behind himself to wipe his thighs and bottom.
“I can't believe you talked me into that,” Wufei said as he pulled his pants up, face a bright red.
Duo grinned, dressing at a more sedate pace. “I didn't want to let our audience down.”
Wufei rolled his eyes, but he couldn't stop the small smile that came to his lips. He'd desperately missed moments like this. He'd missed Duo's touch and sporadic antics. He sat on the bench, watching his lover. He didn't want to ruin the mood, but they really needed to talk.
“Duo, I can understand why you're scared of losing the people you love. I totally understand wanting to keep them close, but... you've been...” He stopped as he saw the look of misery come to Duo's face. “What?”
Duo licked his lips and dropped his eyes to the ground. "I spent a lot of time thinkin' last night after you fell asleep... and you're right. I was being a total jerk. I was just... so damn scared.”
Wufei nodded. “I know and I understand. I know what it's like to lose everything you know and love. I know what it's like to want it to be back and know there's no way that can happen. What's dead and gone is dead and gone. We can't go back. Time only moves in one direction: forward. We can either take what's given or throw it away in the fear that we may be hurt again.”
Duo crossed to him and gazed down into obsidian eyes. “If I slip up again... remind me of what I may be throwing away. I can't lose you.”
Wufei thought of Heero and their risky jobs. “I can't promise you won't lose me, or that I won't lose you. All we can promise each other is that we won't lose 'us' by our own actions.”
Duo nodded his understanding and gripped Wufei's hand. “So, don't let me screw up again.”
Wufei laughed weakly. “I'll do my best.” He stood. “We should should probably get our things and go home. Don't want to wear out the welcome.”
Duo pouted. “I owe them some more payback.”
Wufei laughed. “Duo, in all fairness, they had every right to be as loud as they wanted in their own home. And I doubt Quatre was ever as loud as you were last night.”
Duo smirked. “Oh, didn't I tell you? It wasn't Quatre screaming for more and harder.”
Onyx eyes widened impossibly. “What?”
The braided man nodded as he and Wufei walked toward the kitchen door. “Yep. Seems our Heero is a bottom and has no qualms about making what he wants known.”
Wufei held the door open for Duo. “Hm... that's... interesting.” Both froze, mirth fading to concern as they found Quatre at the table, face down in his folded arms and shoulders shaking. Marty was standing behind him, rubbing his back. He looked up to them and backed away.
“Quatre, what's wrong? Where's Heero?”
The blond looked up, face red and tear stained. He swiped at it. “Taking a nap.”
Duo sat next to him. “What's wrong?”
“I had... He asked me to shave his head. He needed to have control over something, and I understood that. I do... But...” He shook his head. “I knew this was going to happen, but to see it...”
Duo pulled him into his arms and Wufei rubbed his back. “What can we do to help?”
Quatre took a shuddering breath and pulled away from Duo to look up to Wufei. He looked from one to the other. “It's a lot to ask, I know, but... can you stay here? I can't do this alone.”
Wufei smiled. “That's definitely not a lot to ask.”
Duo nodded his agreement. “We'd be glad to.”
“Thanks, you guys don't know how much this means to me.”
TBC....
A/N Song is Surrender by Heart.
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