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

Pairings: 1x2


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My sincere thanks to the following:


Diane Rainwater: Hope you’re feeling better now. Sucks, trying to read like that. I am pleased with the way the characters are developing. And yes, I think the near death experience will have a profound change on both of the boys. Death has a way of doing that. And I’m glad you liked that line. I thought it was a good one, too. Thanks for you continued support. It really makes me happy.

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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 18

Heero awoke when he heard Quatre and Trowa retuning, and he gently shook Duo, waking him as well. Duo stretched and yawned, then smiled up at him sleepily.

“Love you, 'Ro,” came the soft words, as if they had never had the big fight and Heero hadn’t almost killed himself. Duo seemed to be capable of immediately forgetting everything that just happened and focusing on the now. If only his long term memory was so forgiving, thought Heero.

“Love you, too, babe,” Heero told him, and returned his smile. Such a complex person, Duo Maxwell, but so simple at the same time. Heero sighed and offered him a hand up.

“Hungry, babe?” Heero asked.

“Aren’t we going to that Italian place before the movie?” Duo asked in return.

“Sure, Duo. What ever you want to do,” Heero told him, and Duo swirled happily up to him, sliding into his arms and hugging him tightly.

“I’m sorry I’m such a pain in the ass, 'Ro,” he said softly. “I’m sorry I keep acting so stupidly.”

“Hey, don’t you worry your pretty head about it,” Heero replied. “Let’s just move on and try to keep it from happening any more, if we can.”

“Alright. You’re the best, 'Ro, better than I deserve,” Duo told him.

“No, don’t say that. You deserve the very best, Duo,” Heero told him, and punctuated it with a kiss.

“Hey, if you two are done being all sappy, are we still going out to eat and to the movie?” Quatre asked.

“You got it, Q-man, just as soon as Heero and I get decent,” Duo replied and trotted off down the hall happily, Quatre following him toward their respective bedrooms to dress.

“Things okay now, Yuy?” Trowa asked.

“Still good, Barton,” Heero replied.

“It’s a go, then?” said Trowa.

“Yeah. Just waiting for fireworks to start,” Heero told him.

“Good. Glad to hear that it’s still on track,” said Trowa. “I wouldn’t want to trust him to anyone else.”

“Duo's the best there is, even if he doesn’t realize it,” said Heero softly. “I trust my life to him completely, always have, always will.”

Trowa just nodded and the two walked into their respective rooms with their chosen life partners.

~*~

Dinner was a fairly tranquil affair. Duo was a little subdued still and Heero was constantly trying to tempt him to eat more with little bites of his own dinner, which Duo accepted uncomplainingly. At the end of the meal, he had eaten all of his spaghetti and half of Heero's ravioli and a good bit of the bread. It seemed to make Heero happy, so Duo just kept opening his mouth whenever the fork hovered near, looking a lot like a baby bird at feeding time, Quatre thought.

Quatre and Trowa just exchanged looks with each other. This was a side of Heero that they had never seen in their more than a year of living with him. Trowa thought it a bit odd to see Heero acting so soft and gentle, but Quatre thought it was cute.

They decided on one of the movies that was showing in the nearby mall, and as it was a late showing, Duo begged Heero silently to go and look in his favorite store. He fluttered his dark lashed indigo eyes at Heero and gave an adorable pout that seemed to turn the stone cold killer Heero Yuy into a puddle of syrupy goo. Heero simply snorted and nodded, knowing that he’d lost the battle before a single shot had been fired.

Dragging him along enthusiastically, Duo started to chatter happily, his eyes sparkling and a glow settling on his cheeks. He seemed so alive and animated, where as before he had just been compliant and docile. Heero decided he liked his lover much better this way and was determined to try and keep him this way from now on.

Duo was in full shopping mode by the time they hit his favorite store. He found a nice, tight pair of black leather pants that fit him like a second skin around his ass, thighs and crotch, but flared out just a bit below the knee. They rode very low on his hips, leaving a good expanse of skin exposed between the waistband and the bottom of the lavender crop top he chose to wear with them. He decided he’d get a silver chain to wear around his waist to draw attention to how slender it was. The chain rode just above his hip bones and deliciously close to his sexy navel.

He picked out a little leather choker that had a black rose dangling from it. In the center of the rose was a tiny red gem stone that caught the light when he moved, and around his wrists were matching leather bands, though minus the dangling roses. All in all, he looked very hot. A little kohl around his eyes, a bit of mascara and a hint of lip gloss and Heero felt as if he would have to beat the hordes off, especially as Duo had his hair down in a pony tail and not in his customary plait. He drew a lot of attention in his new clothes (which he insisted on changing into before he left the store) as they walked down the mall, but he seemed oblivious to it, hanging onto Heero and flirting outrageously with him. Heero kept a firm arm around Duo's waist anyway, just to make sure that everyone who was giving Duo the eye knew that he was truly and completely taken.

Quatre thought that was cute, too. He was just seeing so many new sides of Heero. This was great. Trowa just sighed. Duo was exhausting, in his mind. He was glad it was Yuy that had to deal with the exuberant Duo Maxwell and not him.

They got their movie tickets, Duo loaded up on candy, popcorn and a large drink and then they trooped into find seats. Duo chose a seat at the very back, then proceeded to maul Heero throughout most of the movie.

Quatre also found that highly entertaining, merely for the fact that Heero let Duo get away with it. They ended up all but having sex in the theater, and Quatre personally thought that the only reason they didn’t was because Duo couldn’t get out of his new leather pants very easily. But they were fun to watch, trying to get around that handicap. The movie ended with the both of them having very serious arousals, and Quatre quietly offered to bet Trowa that the two made a ‘pitstop’ before they got home. Trowa looked the two over, and decided to declined the bet.

Had he accepted the bet, however, he would have been the recipient of a whole lot of oral gratification that night, as Duo's car, driven by Heero, pulled in not more that three of four minutes behind theirs.

It seemed that no matter how tempting a quick stop on the way home was, Heero was more in the mood to savor his sextoy spread out over his bed, not in the cramped back seat of a car, and so Heero ‘I Have Ice Water in My Veins’ Yuy resisted all of Duo ‘I’ll Send You to Heaven’ Maxwell’s efforts to distract him on the drive home.

Quatre and Trowa, however, did get to witness Heero carrying one hissing, spitting cat named Duo Maxwell, slung over his shoulder, from the car to the house, occasionally administrating a sharp slap to the posterior that was in easy reach of his hand whenever Duo got really wild and started to struggle too hard. The sharp smacks settled him down momentarily, while drawing pitiful moaning cries out of the boy. Then he would start his hissing and spitting again. Heero, it seemed, had his hands full of a very lively little wildcat.

When they entered the house, Heero stalked down the hallway to their bedroom and the door shut with a loud slam, letting the world know that any disturbance would be met with quick and deadly violence. There was a loud squawk, the sound of a body hitting the bed, then silence.

Wisely, Quatre and Trowa went to their room and shut the door, choosing not to venture out for the remainder of the night.

Surprisingly, though, for all of the initial rough handling, once he got his wildcat into his bed, Heero became very gentle, and the love making was soft and sweet. He spent a long time touching, caressing and kissing the beautiful, slender body that lay so winsomely on the bed beside him. He murmured words of love into the shell-like pink ears, delighting in the blush they brought to the high, delicate cheek bones. And when he finally entered his lover’s warm, willing body, he spent a long time bringing him to a slow, earth shattering climax. When they finally reached their release, first Duo, then Heero soon after, they rode the long gentle waves to heaven and then back. They basked in the afterglow of their love making, too spent to do more then curl up close to each other, feeling that this moment was what love was supposed to be all about. That blissful moment when two hearts beat as one and two souls united to share that heartbeat for that eternal moment. They fell asleep, tightly embraced and awoke the next morning still wrapped around each other, still feeling a bit of the afterglow lingering.

~*~

Two days later Heero left on a job that had him gone overnight. He left Duo in bed, having done his best to wear him out with hard sex for most of the night, and also reminding Duo of just exactly who it was that belonged in his bed.

It was almost noon when Duo finally dragged himself out of bed and into the shower. It was almost an hour in there while he washed and dried his long hair. It was now that he really missed Heero. Heero loved to do his hair for him. Duo was proud of his hair and refused to cut it, but it’s care and maintenance took its toll on his arms.

So, when he finally finished, his arms felt as if they had been through a serious workout. He headed for the kitchen, ready for a quiet, lonely lunch. Hopefully there would be sandwich stuff, because his cooking abilities sucked, and he was really hungry.

When he walked into the kitchen, however, he found Quatre and Trowa just finishing up their lunch. He smiled hopefully at them.

“There’s some noodles and sauce on the stove and some salad in the fridge, if you want it, Duo,” said Quatre.

“Q, you’re awesome. I’m starving and I was figuring on a cold sandwich for lunch. You’re a life saver,” said Duo, heading for the stove.

“So, what are you planning to do today?” Quatre asked him.

“I don’t know. Read, watch TV, sleep. It’s kind of boring with 'Ro gone,” he answered, scooping up noodles onto a plate.

“We’re going to go out for a while. I need to go shopping for food. Do you want to come along?” Quatre invited.

“Yeah, sure. Why not?” Duo responded. “Maybe I’ll get some things that I like that Heero won’t let me have.” There was a gleam in his eye as he contemplated all of the things he liked that Heero refused to let him have.

Quatre knew that meant sweets. He knew Duo had a major sweet tooth and Heero was very strict on the amount of sweets he would allow Duo to have. Quatre hoped they hadn’t just made a big mistake. Who knew what a Duo hopped up on sugar was capable of?

Duo hurriedly finished of his noodles and rinsed his plate, then headed for his room to plait his hair. He was ready about fifteen minutes later and they all piled into Trowa's car, Duo chattering happily about nothing in particular. He didn’t even really require answers, just acknowledgment now and then.

By the time they reached the store, Quatre could understand how Duo could drive Heero crazy. And he had lived with this volatile, moody person for over six years? And still loved him and was willing to go through hell to make him happy. Although, Quatre had to admit, Duo was a vibrant and alluring person. Quatre found himself quite attracted to the flighty young man, in spite of himself.

They strolled up and down the aisles, and Duo threw in a few items, but surprisingly not a lot of sweets. He had even stopped chattering so much, to Quatre's relief. All in all the trip was fairly uneventful and when they got home, Duo offered to help put things away. Then he said he was going to take a nap. He disappeared off and Quatre and Trowa didn’t see him until dinner time.

Dinner was a fairly quiet affair and Duo was happy to just listen to the other two talk while he sat, missing his Heero. He helped wash up then Quatre suggested he come and watch a movie with them. Not wanting to spend the time alone in their bedroom, Duo agreed. He grabbed his phone and got comfortable on one end of the couch. Quatre sat in the middle, snuggled somewhat up against Trowa who was at the other end. They dimmed the lights and watched the movie in a companionable silence. It was almost over when Duo's phone alerted him of a text message.

‘What are you doing?’ {Heero}

‘Watching a movie with Q and Tro'.’ {Duo}

‘I miss you.’ {Heero}

‘I miss you, too.’ {Duo}

‘Don’t stay up too late.’ {Heero}

‘When are you going to be home?’ {Duo}

‘Sometime tomorrow.’ {Heero}

‘Oh. I wish it was sooner.’ {Duo}

‘It won’t be too long.’ {Heero}

‘I love you.’ {Duo}

‘I love you, too.’ {Heero}

Duo caught the very end of the movie. He wondered if Quatre and Trowa were going to go to bed now. He wasn’t sleepy yet, and incredibly lonely. He was rarely ever apart from Heero now, and when he was he felt lost. Those three years alone had been like a living hell. It made him ache inside.

“Duo?” Quatre said.

“Huh? What Quate? I guess I was spaced out there,” said Duo, somewhat embarrassed.

“That’s okay. I asked if you wanted to stay and watch another movie? I’m going to make some popcorn,” said Quatre.

It all felt like déjà vu, except Trowa was here to be a buffer tonight.

“Sure,” Duo agreed, feeling safe tonight.

Quatre made a large bowl of popcorn and brought it back out while Trowa picked out a new video to watch. Duo carried out drinks and they all settle in again, this time Duo sitting closer to Quatre so that he could get his hand in the popcorn bowl. He tried to wait so that his hand wasn’t in there at the same time as the other two’s, but several times Quatre brushed his hand as he was taking it out of the bowl. Duo knew it was no accident. He caught Quatre smiling from the corner of his eye the last time their hands made contact, as Quatre's fingers brushed over his.

Deciding that he’d had enough popcorn, Duo slumped down on the couch, putting his feet up on the table in front of him and letting his hand rest on the couch bedside himself. A few minutes later, he felt warm fingers touching his, then lacing through his fingers and holding his hand lightly. He gave a quick squeeze, then held loosely onto the fingers that curved into the palm of his hand. They watched the rest of the movie silently and unmoving. As the credits started to roll, Quatre gave his hand a squeeze and removed his fingers.

Duo stood nonchalantly and stretched, then announced that he was off to bed. He had just crawled under the covers after finishing his nightly ablutions, when his phone vibrated.

“Hi,” he said softly.

“Miss me?” came Heero's voice.

“You know I do,” he answered.

“Did you enjoy your movies?” asked Heero.

“They were alright. It would have been better if I’d had you to cuddle with,” replied Duo.

“Ahh… Well, I’ll be home later today,” returned Heero. “Think you can wait for me?”

“I’d wait forever for you,” said Duo, longing in his voice. “How did things go?”

“Easy. It was fairly routine,” replied Heero, “but it needed to be done discretely. This problem won’t happen again.”

“My bed is cold,” Duo told him.

“I’m sorry, babe,” Heero said. “I hated to leave you, but you know it was necessary.”

“I know. But I don’t have to like it,” Duo replied. “Bring me back something?”

“What would you like, babe?” asked Heero.

“I don’t know,” said Duo. “Surprise me.”

“Okay,” said Heero with a chuckle. “I’m going to let you go now. I just wanted to say good night and that I love you and I miss you.”

“I love you and miss you, too,” said Duo. “Night. See you tomorrow when you get home.”

“You got it, babe. Sweet dreams,” said Heero, then hung up.

Duo closed his eyes with a sigh and soon nodded off to sleep, his phone still in his hand.

~*~

A soft click was all of the warning he got. He was awake immediately, hand going for the gun under the pillow, even as he started to roll. The weight of a body hit his chest and a hand was around his throat as his gun came around to point into his unknown assailants face.

“Shall we go to hell together, Duo Maxwell?” came a soft, warm voice, tinged with an amused chuckle.

Duo's arms went up around his neck and pulled Heero down to him for a long, hungry kiss.

“I missed you,” Duo breathed against his mouth.

“You’re pretty quick, babe,” said Heero, as he disengaged himself from Duo and began to undress. “Would you really have shot me?”

“No, not you, but if it had been anyone else…” Duo replied. “But no, never you. I was taught to be a whore, trained to be a killer, but I learned to love you, Heero Yuy. I would know your touch anywhere. Even if I was blind and deaf, I would still know your touch. I only wanted to hear your voice.”

Heero slid into the bed and Duo shoved his gun back under his pillow, then they came together in a deep, passionate kiss, Heero's hands bolding Duo's face gently.

“I thought you weren’t going to be home until later today,” said Duo, after they broke from the kiss.

“I wanted to surprise you,” said Heero, simply.

“By trying to get me to kill you?” asked Duo, incredulously.

“I knew you wouldn’t shoot unless you were sure,” Heero replied confidently. “You were too well trained to be rash. You’d make sure of your target, first. And you know that it’s next to impossible for anyone but me to sneak up on you, even if you are asleep.”

“You have a lot of confidence in me,” Duo said.

“Of course. I trust you with my life. I always have,” Heero responded. “Now, I have better things that I want to do then talking to you. Now that I’ve captured you, I’m going to have my wicked way with you.”

And Heero proceeded to ravishing Duo's body, kissing him deeply and hands starting to explore the familiar body. Duo responded, giving himself completely to the touch of his lover. It never ceased to amaze Heero that no matter how much or how often that he protested that he wasn’t gay, Duo was so responsive to his slightest touch, bending compliantly, giving himself up completely.

For all of the fighting and crying, Duo always gave into his need for Heero's unconditional love, and no matter what hell Duo drug him though, Heero always loved Duo unequivocally. It was a strange and perhaps a not really healthy relationship, but for these two twisted souls, it was what they needed to make themselves feel whole. They fit together like puzzle pieces and it was doubtful that they could really survive with out each other. What ever lives they had led while they were separated were only hollow shells of the life they shared between the two of them.

Heero's hands traced themselves around Duo's body, stroking and caressing all of the sensitive places the they knew by heart and Duo arched and clung to him with low cries and soft moans, opening himself to Heero's lovemaking.

“Ah, Duo,” Heero whispered as his hardness entered the sweet softness that was Duo. Duo wrapped around him, accepting him, encouraging him.

The world was silent except for the sounds of flesh sliding against flesh, gasps of pleasure and moans of delight. No words were exchanged, only kisses, but no words were needed for a love such as theirs.

As Heero felt himself nearing completion, he slid a hand between their bodies to grasp Duo’s cock, stroking it with a firm, fast movement. Duo cried out softly, feeling as if his orgasm was starting in his toes.

“Come for me, Duo,” Heero whispered in a husky voice. “Come for me, babe.”

And Duo came, milky white fluid pulsing out of his cock into Heero's hand and onto his stomach, while all of his muscles tightened around Heero's cock that was buried deep in his hot, tight channel. The rhythmic pulsing of his muscles as he climaxed pulled Heero to the edge, then sent him flying as he came deep in Duo's willing body. Heero could feel Duo curling around him and he held onto him tightly, riding out the waves of his orgasm, then collapsed, panting heavily.

He pulled out and away from Duo, rolling to his back and pulled Duo into his embrace, laying warm and comfortable in the afterglow of their love. He stroked Duo's sweaty hair back from his face and kissed him languidly, enjoying Duo's sleepy response. After a quick clean up, the pair drifted off into a deep, blissful sleep, content in their love for each other.

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