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Destination Eden (revised)	By : Lisachan Category: Gundam Wing/AC > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 3370 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Sunlight poured in the
bedroom through the windows. What was that weight on his chest? Scandalous
buzzing rang through the room. Angry fingers fumbled at the buttons of the
guilty alarm, until they found the right one. Heavenly silence. Now, what was
that weight on his chest? He opened his eyes. Dream? Where did his dream go?
Stowed in the back of his head and saved for later use. Why couldn�t his dream
be reality? Why was it that all he could enjoy every day were mere fantasies
and unreachable desires? Why did it feel so wrong to have all those dreams,
fantasies and desires? Why were there so many why�s in his head?

He lifted his head. Still
that weight on his chest. Oh. Oh, Lord in heaven, Relena.... jumping straight from
his nightmares into his bed. He got up, ignoring her voice as he did so. She
was sprouting something about the fallen Sank Kingdom, about her brother
seemingly being gay and having started an affair with Wufei and how disgraceful
that was, about the peace on earth and in outer space, about how hard it was to
maintain that peace. Almost automatically he closed his ears off from it.
Bathroom, kitchen, breakfast, ride to work, he ran the mental check list the
whole time in the back of his mind thoughts of brown, soft hairs gliding over his
hand, slender fingers teasing his skin, elegant leg stroking past his. Glory
be, at least they had separate offices. He the third floor, she the top;
seventh or so. Like it stopped her. Phone call here, visit there, quickie with
the door locked, not a problem. Not if it were up to Heero. Down Relena, stay
in your kennel!

He didn�t love her, beautiful
and young, that she was. Dark blonde hair, blue eyes, nice physique. Everything
a man could wish for. But he wasn�t a man. Well, he was, but he didn�t think
like most men. He loved men. So did that make him less of a man, that he loved
men? There he had to chide himself. He didn�t love men. Neither did he love
Relena. Neither did he love the brown, soft hairs, slender fingers or elegant
leg. He didn�t love anyone. Doctor J wouldn�t let him. Love was a word that
couldn�t be found in his vocabulary.

Tell her he didn�t love her?
Why should he? He got laid, that was all that mattered to him. Strange
actually. To love someone was not allowed, to fuck someone was. Never thought
oft bet before. One of these days he should talk to Doctor J about that. Diving
into the bed with Relena, making love to her like nothing was wrong, possessive,
haughty Relena who likes bossing everyone around. Most logical, she was the
boss. Or so she preferred seeing it. In truth, Lady Une stood at the head of Preventer,
but since Relena also held a high position, she had easily pried her way into
the Preventer building, having her office right next to Lady Une�s office. And
so, she at once had proclaimed herself assistant manager of Lady Une. How that
woman had agreed to it, he still didn�t know.

The annoying traits that
he'd had to accept along with his dearest Relena, had only reinforced his
nerves of steel. Everything sai said went in one ear and out the other. �Yes
dear, you are right�, �Yes honey, I will�, �Yes love, I know the grass urgently
needs to be cut.� It was like a recording he had taped and played every day.
Sometimes he wondered whether she knew what kif trf trick he played on her.
Would she be angry if she knew? Would she ditch him and finally leave him in
peace? It played through his head, and during moments like that he said to himself, �Keep up the good work,
Heero, buddy. You�re getting there.� He needed something different, something
really exciting. What he needed was� Well, what he needed was right in front of
his eyes every day. Laughing, flirting, being pretty. But he had to keep his
hands off him. He could look, but couldn�t touch. What he needed had a
girlfriend that idolized him. What he needed was only interested in him for his
so called �games�.

When they arrived at work,
the building was still as good as deserted. No-one seemed to be there yet, they
were alone. A silent grid of windows, the world around reflected in their
glass.

"Good, alone,"
Relena thought. Disquietingly quiet, Heero found it. Was it him, or was she
really trying to seduce him with her eyes, trying being the keyword here. Oh
no, he recognized that look. She would drag him with her to her office and make
him make up for failed actions last night. That couch wasn�t in her office for
no reason. Was it his fault his hormones had announced a collective strike?

When they stepped out of the
elevator, they bumped into Duo and Heero gave a mental cheer. Strike over!
Soft, brown hair, slender fingers, elegant leg and so much more. What was the
time? Why, look at that, not even eight o�clock yet. He wasn�t too late?
Miracles still happened.

�Hiya Lena, Hee-chan,� Duo
said, his voice lowering as he spoke the name of the latter, as if he knew about
the whirlwind currently going on inside of Heero.

�What are you doing here?!�
Relena snapped, noticing that aggravating, mog exg expression in his eyes.

�Just hanging around,� he
replied with a carefree frown. �That a crime?�

�No, but this isn�t�� your
floor, she wanted to say.

�Hey Lena,� he said, pulling
her playfully against him. �Wanna suck me off?�

There you go, first victim
today. Her eyes narrowed and she ferociously stomped her foot. The nerve! �Duo
Maxwell!!� she cried, highly insulted. �How many times dhavehave to tell you�!�

�As many as you wish,
dearie. Try and make me listen to you.�

Oh wicked, really. Duo;
darling of my wet dreams, you do realize she can fire you right away? That�s
not a way to talk to your superior. Heero thought.

Relena gave a furious grunt
and snatched her lover by his hand, noticing that his eyes seemed to be glued
onto the smirking face of Duo. It annoyed her to no end that Duo was on first
name terms with her -after all, she was the vice foreign minister- but most of
all it annoyed her that he couldn�t leave Heero alone for one second. And why
the hell was Heero grinning like that? Surely, he wasn�t delighting in seeing
her humiliated in such a way?

�Ah, Miss Relena. There you
are,� they suddenly heard behind them. Startled she turned around again and her
mood made a u-turn.

�Trowa. What�s the matter?�
she asked in a mellifluous voice. Trowa... Quatre�s boyfriend. Quatre... the
richest guy in the company, no the city, no the country. Smart to handle him
with velvet gloves, coz if he were to tell his boyfriend, she sure as hell
could kiss her prominent position goodbye. That fellow had enough money to
shove her off her beloved assistant manager�s chair without mercy. She'd always
wondered why he came to work anyway. Why not sit on his lazy ass for the rest
of his life together with Trowa? Or make a trip around the world and never come
back? At least, then they would leave her in peace. Well now, Relena, that�s not nice of you, she reluctantly
reprimanded herself. Wishing for someone
to just disappear is not something you do.

Trowa knew how she regarded
him and Quatre. Jealous of their money, jealous because she had to work this
hard to earn her living. It was the fact that they could play round games in
front of the fireplace for the rest of their days, or could count snowflakes on
winter nights if they wanted to that fueled her hatred. But what good are round
games if you don�t have any friends? That�s why they came to work. Friends,
human contact. Maybe she was even more jealous of their relationship. Love she
couldn�t get, that, Heero wouldn�t, or couldn�t give her. Why did that guy stay
with her anyway? Always had been a riddle to Trowa, and probably always would
be.

�I have to discuss something
with you, Miss Relena. Could you please come along with me to my office?�

Miss Relena. Hear that, Duo?
*Miss* Relena. �Very well. Let�s go, Heero.�

�No,� Trowa said. �In
private. loo looked her straight in the eye when he said that and ventured a slight
smile as he saw the almost shocked expression on her face. Had isseissed
something?

Surrounded by three smirking
faces, she felt ridiculed, to say the least. �Trowa, are you mocking me?� she
asked, although her question might as well have been directed to all e ofe of
them.

�Not at all, Miss Relena.
What makes you think that?� he asked earnestly, the smile only a glimpse before
it was gone just like that.

�Trowa,� Duo said in a singsong
tone, waltzing between the two of them. �Wanna suck me��

�Duo, don�t start,� he cut
his sentence off, raising a declining, yet playful hand. �Hilde�d better drum
some manners into you.�>

�Naa, I don�t think that�s
gonna happen. She likes me the way I am,� he said.

�Oh, so she likes it that
you ask anyone who crosses your path to suck you off?�

�Hold on,� he argued. �I
only say that to people I know. Besides, no one�s ever taken me up on it so
far, ain�t that true?�

Trowa rolled his eyes and
gave a little chuckle. �No, fortunately for them.�

�Hey-�

Trowa coughed lightly, and
with that little cough his dignified semblance returned. �Miss Relena, if you
would come with me please?� He turned around and walked her to the elevator.
While the little car searched its way to the right floor, he turned his head as
he felt her presence next to him. The little smirk returned to his lips.
Obviously, she was in two minds.

What could she do now? Duty
called. But the last thing she wanted, was to leave her Heero with that
seducing nuisance. Just look at the way he�s squinting at him again, gaping at
him with that crooked grin. In her head, she saw the numerous situations in
which she had caught the two of them. Duo, always Duo. Duo who swiftly blew on
Heero's neck, Duo who was whispering God knows what in Heero's ear, Duo who
undressed Heero with his eyes. If she didn�t know any better, she�d think he
was�

�Miss Relena!�

�Yes, I�m coming!� she said,
reluctantly tearing her eyes away from them.

Duo watched both of them go,
and the moment they had disappeared from his sight, he sauntered over to Heero.
Heero, with his dark, chocolate hair, with his glistening, shy cobalt eyes.
God, he�s so pretty.

�Hey Hee-chan! How are you
doing?� he chirped merrily. �Chibi Hee-chan, why looking so sad?�

�Don�t call me that,� Heero
hissed. He was only a few shreds of common sense away from sweeping Duo in his
arms and kissing those rosy lips senss. Bs. Being mean to Duo was his only defense.

The braided boy laughed his
grunts away and continued teasing him, for no reason, just because he liked to
do that. �Chibi chibi Hee-chan, brighten up, will ya.�

All of a sudden, Heero
reached behind the grinning piece of ignorance, searching for his braid, and
tugging rather hard on it when he found it. That braid wasn�t made for tugging
on, but for cherishing and loving. He knew that, but at least now he would be
angry enough to forget about his flirting.

�Aaaw!� Duo yelled. �What
did you do that for?! I was only teasing, you know that!�

�I�ve had enough of your
little games. For God�s sake, you�re 20 years old, behave yourself and act like
it,� he growled, the braid still in his hand and ready to tug a second time.

Duo turned to Heero�s fist
and tried to fumble his braid out of it. Easy now! Don�t pull it too hard. �Aw,
Hee-chan. Being 20 is boring you know. I wanna be 15 again. Do you remember?
Going off to fight together for a better world? Those were the days, ne
Hee-chan? Dangerous days, I won�t deny that, but at least something happened
back then.�

It unnerved him that he
didn�t listen to him. Hee-chan, what kind of name was that anyway? Duo and his
little nicknames.

Finally he let go of the
braid again, he wanted to go back to the elevator. Before he knew it, he was
trapped between Duo�s arms. The boy had slapped his hands on either side of his
head against the wall and if Heero wanted to get a he he had to duck under
them, but he was so close, so heavenly close. Heero didn�t want to get away.

�Hey Hee-chan,� he said in a
low voice, his eyes glinting with mischief. �Wanna suck me off?�

He should�ve seen this
coming! His heart made a huge jump and he had to make a supreme effort to
maintain a straight face.

�Wanna fuck me, squeeze me,
feel me? Feel me between your legs, on top of your naked body?� Was he crossing
the line? Maybe, who cared?

Hell
yes! Just say when! Heero�s mind hollered. Hey, where did that come
from? Duo's mouth was now close enough to feel his breath caressing his lips,
and although his face still hadn�t twitched a muscle, in spite of his inner
feelings, his groin was having a rather hard time. Please, don�t let anyone enter the hall right now.

�Hee-chan, kiss me. Come on
now, chibi Hee-chan. What�s the matter? Are you scared? Kiss me now,� Duo
teased. He could smell the sweat on Heero�s skin, see the hairs on his neck
trembling under his breath, hear the light, irregular panting. He was enjoying this.
They all turned to putty in his hands, every single one of them. Hunter on the
path of seduction, ever looking for new prey. Heero, did I already mention how pretty you are?

For a split second Heero
thought he was serious, but God, he wasn�t even supposed to dream of that. Yet
he had already done so thousands of times, especially now, with the man of his
fantasies only a few millimeters away from him, until he heard a tiny voice in
the back of his head. The voice of Doctor J.

They
don�t love you, they can�t love you, they mustn�t love you. You can�t give
anything in return, it said. Always that stupid, disgraceful little
voice. Doctor J! Get the fuck out of my
head! I�m having fun here!

�I want to, Hee-chan. I want
to kiss you, fuck you, my chibi Hee-chan,� Duo breathed, opening the door of
the nearest office and pushing hisideside. His mischievous violet eyes were
locked onto Heero�s as he started to push with his hips.

He touched him. Why did he
touch him? He never touched his victims. Always almost, but never entirely. Why
did he do it now? A second voice sounded in his head, of his conscience this
time, the eternal battle between angel and devil.

Heero,
what do you think you�re doing? raged the angel. Duo�s a guy, you know. You shouldn�t do this with a guy!

Oh,
would you shut the fuck up, the devil quickly meddled. Just do what feels right, Heero buddy. Feel those hips against yours.
Go ahead, grab that ass and give a good squeeze in it.

Heero had the tendency to
listen to the devil.

And then a third voice.
Common sense. Just how many little voices did he have in his head?

Heero,
you know he doesn�t mean it, it said. He�s
only playing, everyone in the building has to face up to it. He just does this
to everyone, flirts with everything on two legs and that�s remotely
good-looking.

Heero had no other choice
than to agree with his common sense. Duo was Duo, no one could change him. It
was his human nature. He liked playing, like a cat does to a mouse, and then
leaves it behind, bleeding and barely alive.

While the little voices in
Heero�s head were fighting to be heard, Duo was doing his best to provoke him.
For crying out loud, he was just simulating an orgasm, and when he closed his
eyes and tossed his head back, Heero wasn�t entirely sure if he was still
faking it. God, it was plain torture. He just wanted to drift off and enjoy the
feeling of Duo's hips bucking against his.

�Oh! Oh yeah! That�s it,
Heero! God! Oh, go on, baby! Oh! Ooooh!�

You�re
not allowed to love. Not allowed to show it. Don�t you dare showing it, Heero
Yuy.

Doctor
J! Are you still there? I told you, get out of here!

�Stop it, you baka. Cut it out,�
Heero said, trying to be at least a little serious. He grabbed one of Duo's
wrists and had to suppress a smile when he saw the surprised frown.

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