Pull the Trigger and the Nightmare Stops�

Disclaimer: I don’t own any of the Gundam boys, I just like to imagine them in my own little world (which is totally of my making). No profits are made from this story, just gratuitous pleasure.

Summary: They were thrust together at the age of 14, members of an assassins guild, then rudely ripped apart at the age of 21. Now, three years later, Duo walks back into Heero's life. The rollercoaster ride has just begun as they must learn to live together once more and to love each other again. Life isn’t always easy, living with Duo, and Heero has to fight hard to remember that.

Rating: NC-17

Warning Codes: Anal,Angst,AR,H/C,Lang,M/M,OC,Oral,Violence,WAFF,WIP,Yaoi

AN: I should never be allowed to read my own stories ever again, because I find myself wanting to revise things that I am not pleased with. Having said this, I have made some subtle changes in the first two or three chapters. Nothing that really changes anything, just sorting things out that didn’t sit right with me on re-reading them. It won’t hurt anything if you don’t go back and re-read them. I just thought I’d let you know.

Pairings: 1x2


Feedback is appreciated. I enjoy hearing from all of my readers. That you take the time to read is great, that you take the time to write is awesome. You are what makes writing worth while. I hope that you enjoy reading it.

My sincere thanks to the following:

Fujin: Thank you for the comment. I am glad that you decided to give it another chance, and that you are continuing to read, that really makes me happy, that I could catch your interest. I try to keep things going in new and different directions so that my readers don’t get bored with the story line. I would love to hear from you again.

Diane Rainwater: I sincerely hope that I never write something that sucks (and if I do, please shoot me and put me out of my misery). They are a complex couple and am working hard to keep them interesting. They have a lot that happened in the past that influences their present, and I hope that I get all of that across. Sometimes it’s hard not being able to explain right away.
(As another note, since you liked ‘Acting as If’, you might also like ‘Addicted’, if you haven’t read it already. And one day, just for you, I may go ahead and give Heero's story a try.)


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Pull the Trigger and the Nightmare Stops…

“dear my friends in the time we've spent forever after beyond this when will our nightmare ever end?
pull the trigger and the nightmare stops...”

Part 12

Heero awoke the next morning to indigo eyes looking into his. He yawned and stretched, then pulled Duo in close for a tender kiss. The look he gave his headstrong lover was one of incredible gentleness.

“Hey babe, have I told you how much I love you lately?” he asked, punctuating it with another kiss.

“No, I don’t think you have,” said Duo softly, dropping his eyes.

“No? Then I have been very remiss,” Heero replied. “I love you so much that sometimes it hurts. You are the whole world to me, you know? You have been, since the day I first laid eyes on you. I thought you were the most beautiful creature in the world, and when they said you were going to be mine, I wanted to explode from the happiness. And I love you more every day.” His mouth sought Duo's, trying to demonstrate the depths of his feelings. When he finally released him, Duo moved restlessly in his arms.

“What’s wrong, babe?” Heero asked.

“Do you still have my collar?” Duo suddenly asked, eyes shifting to meet Heero's puzzled look.

“Your collar?” he asked. That damned collar. He knew that it was that whole episode with Quatre and what followed that was bringing this on. And the power play demonstration last night hadn’t helped any. He was always screwing up with Duo, making things harder then they should be. Damn his jealousy and need for dominance, anyway.

“The one I had when they ‘gave’ me to you. The one I always wore when I was your dog,” Duo replied in a subdued voice. “Do you still have it? I kind of wanted it.”

“Yeah, it’s around here somewhere. I’ll look later on. Remind me, okay? So, what do you want to do for, what time is it? Lunch. What do you want to do for lunch?” Heero asked. “Shall I take you somewhere nice?”

“I don’t have any clothes here,” said Duo, looking away again. “I didn’t live here with you, remember?”

“Mmm, yeah, right. You could wear something of mine,” Heero suggested. “I’m sure we could find something that fits you. What do you say, babe?” and he nibbled at Duo's ear.

“If that’s what you want to do,” said Duo, turning in his arms so that their lips could meet. Heero nibble delicately at them as well, then moved to his neck, where he gently kissed every bruise he had left on Duo's neck with his hand.

“I’m so sorry, baby. You just make me so dammed crazy,” he whispered into Duo's ear as his fingers traced the bruises on Duo's face. “Baby, why did you make me do this to you?”

“You had to keep your promise to me. You’ve always kept your word to me,” Duo replied softly.

“Oh, baby, don’t do this to me again, please?” Heero begged. “I hate to hurt you. I’ve hurt you too many times.”

There was no answer from Duo. He just looked at Heero mutely, sadness reflecting in his indigo eyes. Heero knew why.

“I won’t consider touching by Quatre, Trowa or WuFei a killing offence. Not even one to get angry over. Alright?” Heero asked.

“What if they want to do more then touch?” asked Duo, looking up at Heero through his bangs.

“I leave that decision in your hands. You know how I am and you know what you want. But only those three. No others. Ever. Understand?” asked Heero.

“That’s acceptable to me,” agreed Duo, knowing exactly what Heero meant. Touching would have to be limited to hugs and light kisses, but at least Heero was unbending somewhat.

“Agreed,” concurred Heero.

He was rewarded with a blinding smile, Duo's indigo eyes glowing and suddenly Heero found himself under attack. It never ceased to amaze him just how quickly Duo could change moods. But that was just another thing that he loved about his flighty lover.

He allowed Duo to push him to his back and straddle his hips. Duo arched back, his long silky hair falling all around his slender body. He moved his hips, grinding his burgeoning erection into Heero's and he gave Heero a smoldering smile, gazing at him through his half-lidded indigo eyes, eyes that were now a deep blue with lust.

Then his mouth opened to give a gasp and a breathy moan as he arched his neck back, making Heero want to suck on it. One of Duo’s hands went up to that sinfully sensuous mouth and two fingers dipped inside and he let his tongue play between the digits, while his other hand went to his throat, then started to trace it’s way down his chest, stopping briefly to play with the hardening nipples before continuing it’s journey down his tight belly, pausing to make brief love to his gorgeous navel. The next stop on the trip was their two cocks, which the hand grasped and stroked together, getting a deep moan out of Heero at the contact of the warm hand.


The second hand left the playful mouth and Duo rose a fraction, allowing the wet fingers to find access to his hot entrance, sliding into the channel easily, starting to stretch himself.

Heero's hands, meanwhile had found Duo's knees, then made their way up his thighs, where they massaged the insides, before moving up to rest on his slender hips. Duo leaned forward, hand still languidly stroking the two erections and his playful tongue came out to trace it’s way around Heero's mouth before delving inside to play a delightful game of tag with Heero's tongue. The kiss stretched on until they were both gasping for air, then Duo sat back up.

He removed the fingers from inside of himself and held out his hand. Heero felt for the lube that was under the pillow and squeezed generous amount into the waiting hand. That hand took possession of Heero's throbbing cock from the other and coated it with the slick gel. Then Duo raised his body, positioning the hard organ at the opening of his channel and with one sudden move, sheathed Heero completely inside of himself.

He sat, shuddering, head back and a moan of pleasure left him as his face relaxed in beautiful acceptance of Heero's maleness.

“You are so beautiful, Duo Maxwell,” came the husky whisper. “I love you. I love you so much.”

And Duo started to move, pushing himself down hard on Heero, while his hand stroked his own erection. He was so close to climax, his mouth was open, gasping for breath, his eyes were closed and his face was a mask of exquisite pain, as his balls drew up and hot come poured forth into his hand and onto Heero's belly. All of his muscles tightened and he clamped down hard on Heero's cock, so tight and deep inside of his quivering body and Heero thrust up a couple of times as his own orgasm ripped a scream out of him. Their voices rose in mingled ecstasy as they rode the high to completion.

All the time was frozen motion, then slowly Heero's hands reached up to catch Duo as he came crashing down, lowering him gently to his chest, lips seeking those that were still silently crying his name.

They lay still, coupled together for the longest time. Heero was loathed to break the bond that tied their two souls together so intimately, but at last he was forced to as he felt his softening cock slipping out of Duo's unresisting body. He cuddled Duo to his chest and held him close, one hand stroking through the long hair and down his back until Duo finally stirred, rolling off of him to cuddle at his side.

“That was great,” said Duo sleepily.

“Yes, it was,” Heero agreed. “I like it when you get aggressive and seductive. You’re so beautiful to watch. So magnificent. And you’re all mine,”

“Ummm, all yours,” Duo agreed with a sigh.

Heero leaned up on his elbow to look down into Duo's face.

“Hey, pretty boy,” said Heero, looking suggestively at Duo. “Want to come with me and get some lunch? Maybe, if you’re nice to me, I’ll buy you a treat afterwards. What do you say?”

“Well, I have a pretty jealous boyfriend,” said Duo, blinking up at him coyly. “He might not like me hanging around a good looking guy like you.”

“I’m not afraid of him. In fact, I think I’m going to take you away from him. I don’t think he treats you so well,” Heero countered. “Yeah, I think I’ll take you and keep you all to myself. I like pretty boys like you.”

“So, you pick up a lot of boys like this?” Duo asked archly.

“No. you’re the first one who’s been pretty enough to make me want a boytoy,” Heero replied.

“So, if I decide to take you up on your offer, what’s in it for me?” Duo asked, drawing idle circles on Heero's chest.

“Nice apartment, fast car, pretty clothes and all the sex you can handle. And I’m very generous,” Heero drawled. “Especially if you make me happy in bed.”

“What do you get out of it, besides hot sex?” Duo asked, licking his lips suggestively.

“The prettiest boy in the world on my arm when I go out, so that all of the little girls cry themselves to sleep, knowing that you get to take home the prize at the end of the night,” Heero answered.

“What about a commitment?” asked Duo, batting his eyes at Heero.

“Pretty boy, I’ll marry you today, if that’s what you want. Everything I have will be yours. Just say the word,” Heero told him.

“Hmm… marriage… hmm… I’ll have to think about it and get back to you. The jealous boyfriend, you know,” said Duo airily.

“You brat,” said Heero, laughing and he bent down to kiss Duo, his tongue taking extreme liberties, then breaking from the kiss. “I won’t take no for an answer.”

“Then, I guess I’ll have to say yes,” said Duo. “And I want a ring.”

“How about one like this?” asked Heero, slipping a white gold band that was ringed with several small diamonds onto Duo's finger.

Duo lay speechless, looking at the wedding ring on his finger. The tears were threatening to flow again.

“I thought it was about time,” said Heero, kissing him once more. Duo melted into his embrace and hugged him as tightly as he could, the tears trickling down his face. His Heero was just so damned unpredictable and wonderful.

“So, pretty boy, how about lunch?” asked Heero playfully. “Or, do you just want to stay in bed for dessert?”

“Lunch, please,” requested Duo. “I’ll take a rain check on dessert until tonight, if you don’t mind?”

“You got it, pretty boy. Lunch it is. After a shower,” grinned Heero.

The two crawled out of his bed and Heero found some clothes of his that fit Duo fairly well, then sent him off to the shower with a pat on his pert bottom.

Duo danced off, the light of love glowing in his face. Finally, Heero thought. Now, maybe we can be rid of that damned collar. He fingered the old leather of the collar that Duo had worn so long ago and started to toss it into the bin, then changed his mind and replaced it in the drawer where he had kept it for so long, his only reminder of the beautiful boy with the indigo eyes that had captured his heart with one glance. Yes, he’d keep that token as a reminder of what he had brought Duo up from. No longer a dog. Now his true ‘wife’, not just a word anymore. Heero smiled to himself and gathered his clothes, ready to shower after Duo finished, so he could take him out and show his pretty boy off to the world.

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Duo finished up quickly, looking admiringly at the beautiful band that now graced his left hand. This made their marriage feel real at long last. Maybe now he would be able to shake off the feeling of being merely a possession. No matter what Heero had said about him making the decisions for their lives, he always knew Heero was really the one calling the shots. That’s just the way Heero was, the dominate one in their relationship. Maybe this was Heero's way of saying he really wanted it to be a partnership between them. That he was trying to let Duo have more control of what happened in his life, not just going along for the ride because he had to.

Well, no matter what, it was a beautiful ring and it screamed to the world that Duo Maxwell was loved by Heero Yuy.

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They kissed once more, lingeringly, as Heero headed for his turn at the shower and Duo went to the kitchen for some coffee.

He found Quatre and Trowa there, Trowa feeding Quatre little bites of some pancakes that they had made. It was obvious that Quatre was over his little snit and the two were as happy as ever.

Duo poured some coffee and sat at the table, smiling at the two. As he reached for the sugar bowl, the light glinted off of the ring on his finger.

“Oh,” cried Quatre, breaking away from his revere with Trowa. “He gave it to you! It’s so beautiful. He showed it to me last night, after we came home.”

“Yeah, isn’t it gorgeous? I was speechless with he gave it to me,” gushed Duo. “It was such a surprise, I never expected something like this, especially after… Well, I was kind of an idiot about that whole kiss thing, and I guess I really did push him too far. He tried to let it slide, but stupid me, I had to egg him on about it.”

“Not stupid, babe,” said Heero, hugging him from behind, then stealing his coffee. Heero grimaced at the amount of sugar Duo had heaped into the coffee. “Just honest and forthright, and wanting to make sure that I understood what happened and how you felt. I could have handled it a little bit better myself, rather than flying into a jealous rage.”

“No, it was all my fault in the first place,” cried Quatre, not to be outdone. “If it wasn’t for me being such a slut, and not keeping my lips to myself, none of this would have happened.”

“Hey,” said Trowa. “We could spend all day going in circles, each of us trying to claim the lion’s share of the blame. Why don’t we say it was a bit of all of us, being stupid and acting crazy, say we’re sorry and let it go at that?”

“I agree,” said Heero. “It’s over, let’s bury it.”

“Yeah, let’s not let the world know of our collective stupidity,” agreed Duo. “It’s between us and it’s done.”

“Done. Good, now we can move on,” said Quatre. The four smiled at each other, the air cleared and the past behind them.

“So, Heero, are you going to back in with us now? We really miss you,” said Quatre. “We hardly see WuFei anymore since he started dating Sally. It’s really too quiet around here.”

“Not just yet,” replied Heero, smiling over at Duo. “We still have a few things to work out. But soon, I promise.”

“Alright. I’m going to hold you to that,” said Quatre. “What are you going to do now?”

“Have lunch, then go home. Tomorrow, go talk to Simon about some things,” Heero replied, standing up and taking out his car keys. “Ready, babe?”

He held out his hand to Duo, who took it and allowed himself to be pulled in close to Heero. They walked out the door, arm in arm, Duo chattering animatedly about what he wanted for lunch and how they might spend the rest of the day.

“It’s nice to see them so relaxed with each other,” Trowa commented.

“Well, from the bits and pieces that I’ve picked up from the two of them, they didn’t have a very easy life and the choices were all made for them by other people. No one ever asked them what they wanted. They didn’t have any say in how things would be done, they just had to do it,” replied Quatre. “I guess it’s just a miracle that they actually loved each other. It could have been a lot worse. I think Heero giving Duo that ring will make a great many changes in their lives now, though. It’s like things have taken a great leap forward in their relationship.”

Quatre sighed and leaned against Trowa. It would be so nice to have a commitment like that. But he felt, deep down, even though they were lovers and constantly proclaimed their love for each other, he and Trowa's relationship was first and foremost a working one. Trowa was his personal bodyguard, his sword and shield, and he doubted that Trowa would ever step beyond that. But he could always wish, he thought, with another small sigh.

Trowa closed his arms around his precious angel and kissed the top of his head. Maybe the time had finally come to make theirs a permanent relationship. He felt that Quatre was now ready to make a commitment of the heart, to be content to have Trowa as his one and only. After all, this was what he had been waiting for, for Quatre to mature enough to realize he wanted to settle down.

Yes, it seemed that now would be the time. But first, he must speak to Simon, then ask Quatre's father. It must all be done properly and completely. He didn't want to take the chance of his flighty little angel getting away from him. Trowa smiled down at Quatre, the love in his eyes evident. This was the way he wanted to spend the rest of his life, holding the one he loved close to his heart.

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