Variable XY: Will You Stand Alone?

Disclaimer: We’ve been through this before. I don’t own the G-boys and I never will blah blah blah…..

Duo was in ecstasy. Heat pressed against heat; skin against skin, as they lay withering against one another. Their moans and pants filled the small room. Duo clawed at his lover’s back as he was ruthlessly pounded. He looked into the deep cobalt blue eyes above him. Their lips meet, soft and tender, despite the ruff passions of their lower bodies. His lover’s skilled tongue slid between his lips. But Duo quickly broke the kiss. He was close; so close to the edge. His back arched impossible hard, head thrown back, fingers grasping his lover. Those impossible soft lips came to his ear.

“Aishiteru,” Heero whispered and thrust into Duo one last time….


Duo sat straight up in bed, breathing hard, his bare body covered in sweat. He groaned inwardly as he felt the wet stickiness between his legs. It had happened again.

“God, that was…intense,” Duo said aloud to himself.

These dreams were getting the best of him. In the week and a half since arriving at the safe house he’d had these intense wet dreams nearly every night. Duo could only hope he wasn’t a screamer, and thank his lucky stars that Heero was at the opposite end of the hall.
Shakily he got up changed his sheets and pulled on a pair of pajama pants and started for the bath room. He suddenly felt the need to shower.

Duo tiptoed down the hall as quietly and cautiously as he could but as he past heero’s room his worst fears were realized. Duo could see a slicing of light underneath the door. Heero never slept with the light on, Duo knew for a fact, which meant Heero was most defiantly awake. Had Heero heard him?! What should he do? He could go in and apologize? Maybe this was a chance to admit his feelings? Yeah right and have his head blow off in the process. Just get to the bathroom and get out. Deny anything. Denying isn’t technically lying.

His concentration on the quest for silence lost, Duo stepped right onto what could possibly have been the creakiest board in the entire cabin. If Heero wasn’t awake before, he was now. Duo froze as he heard bare footsteps from inside the bedroom. The door creaked open slowly and Duo could only stand there like a deer in head lights as Heero appeared.

The Perfect soldier stood there before him in nothing but a pair of jeans...tight jeans. Would the torture never end?

“Are you alright?”

The sound of that deep voice in the otherwise silent house snapped Duo back to reality.

“Ummm… yeah,” he replied nervously, “Why?”

‘Ohh….stupid! Stupid! You should have just let it go!’ he mentally berated himself.

“I heard you moaning when I went past your room earlier. That rib still bothering you?”

Concern? From Heero Yuy? Well this was new. Usually Duo didn’t escape casual conversation without at least one death threat.

“Rib?” he questioned


“The one you broke on your mission with Quatre. He mentioned it to me. I never accrued to me that he hadn’t asked you first.” Heero answered matter-of-factly.

‘Thank you Quatre. Once again you have saved my ass.’

“Oh no. It just slipped my mind that he said he would let you know, incase it should get worse will we’re here or something. It’s pretty sore so I’m just gonna take some aspirin and got back to bed, thanks.” He said nonchalantly and headed for the bathroom again

“Wait a minute,” Heero said stopping Duo in his tracks.

“Whatcha need?”

“I wanna take a look at your rib. Make sure everything is where it should be.”

“Oh, well let me take a piss first and then I’ll be right in.”

‘That’s it Duo, think on your feet’ he mentally congratulated himself.

“Fine, but don’t take long, I’m ready for bed.”