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: Angst,h/c,violence,AU/AR,waff,anal,m/m,yaoi

Pairings: 1x2


Feedback is appreciated. I enjoy hearing from all of my readers. You are what makes writing worth while. I hope that you enjoy reading it.

My sincere thanks to the following:

To: cfweber1b - Yes, this is just the beginning of what promises to be a fairly long fic. I hope you stick with me to the end.

To: Chibi_Dilandau – That line just popped into my head one day, and I ran with it.

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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 2.


When Heero stepped back into his room, Duo opened one eye briefly and smiled. Heero walked over to his dresser and rummaged for a minute, taking out some clean clothes. Then he walked over to the bed and sat down.

“I’m going to go take a shower, babe,” he said, running a hand over Duo’s cheek. Then his resolve broke and he collapsed on top of Duo, his arms going around him to hold him tightly, his face buried in the crook of Duo’s neck and shoulder. Deep sobs wracked Heero’s body as all of the despair and loneliness of the past three years surfaced. Tears trickled down onto the pale body under him.

Duo’s arms closed around him and he smoothed Heero’s hair and made soft, soothing sounds deep in his chest. After several minutes, Heero seemed to collect himself once again. He sat up and wiped his eyes, and smiled down at his lover.

“Sorry about that, babe,” he apologized, looking slightly embarrassed.

“Hey, 'Ro, don’t be sorry, you just beat me to it, that’s all,” Duo laughed. “Go, shower, then you can come back and show me how much you missed me.”

“Yeah. I won't be long, babe. Don’t miss me too much,” Heero responded, lust glinting in his dark blue eyes. He strode purposefully to the door.

In the hallway, he paused at the entrance to the living room and signaled to Quatre, who bounced quickly over to him. He whispered into Quatre’s ear and the blonde’s eyes and mouth got very large. Heero’s hand covered his mouth before he could blurt anything out. Heero muttered something and Quatre nodded, so Heero removed his hand and the blond skipped down the hall, Heero following behind. Heero waited outside the door as Quatre went into the bedroom he shared with Trowa, then took the small tube Quatre handed him when he came out. Heero scowled at Quatre’s huge grin, but the blonde just stuck out his tongue and giggled as he dodged away and skipped back down the hall. Heero knew that Trowa would soon know, but at least Quatre hadn’t broadcast it loudly to everyone in the house.

Heading into the bathroom, Heero took what was probably the quickest shower he’d ever taken, so eager was he to get back to Duo.

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Back in the living room, Trowa gave Quatre an inquiring look.

“He needed lube,” Quatre giggled, snuggling close to Trowa.

“I guess he’s planning a full reunion,” Trowa remarked, dryly.

Trowa pulled Quatre back into his arms and the small blonde grinned up at his protector. They kissed, then want back to the movie they had just started watching before Heero had called Quatre away. As the movie finally drew to it’s conclusion, they could hear what was promising to be the sounds of some very loud lovemaking starting up in Heero’s room. Apparently, Duo was a screamer.

“So, do you think Heero’s going to want to have him move in?” Trowa asked his lover.

“It doesn’t seem like he intends to let him go. I feel that he’s deeply in love with this Duo,” replied Quatre, seriously. “What do you think about it?”

“I guess we all need to sit down and talk about it,” Trowa said. “After all, we all have to get along with each other if we’re going to live together. We should know something about him.”

“Well, nothing much we can do until they finish, and it sounds like it’s gong to be a long, loud night,” said Quatre, commenting on the sounds that were coming from Heero’s room. “They’re starting to make me feel turned on. I think you’re going to have to do something about it, Trowa.”

“Whatever you’d like me to do, love,” replied Trowa. “Want me to go tell them to quiet down?”

“No, you goose,” retorted Quatre. “I want you to take me to bed and fuck me silly.”

“Of course, love. Your wish is my command,” stated Trowa solemnly as he stood up. He lifted Quatre into his arms and carried him down the hall towards their bedroom, kissing him as he went. He entered their room and kicked the door shut behind him.

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Heero came back into his bedroom still damp from his quick shower, clad only in a pair of silk boxers. His eyes narrowed and he stalked slowly to the foot of the bed, lust and desire enflaming every nerve in his body. Part of him just wanted to jump on Duo and bury himself to the hilt in that sleek, delicate body, to ravish it unmercifully. But the calmer, more rational part of his brain told him that he needed to move slowly, take his time and seduce this beauty that graced his bed, as if it was the first time making love to him all over again.

Duo was like a delicate piece of crystal, beautiful, but fragile, and so easy to break if you handled him roughly. And he loved this delicate beauty far too much to risk losing him to his own stupidity after having him walk back into his life so suddenly.

So, he would treat Duo as if he was the virgin he had been at the age of fourteen, when he first laid eyes on the long haired beauty. He would woo him and seduce him slowly. He crawled up beside Duo and closed his arms around him, his lips brushing light kisses over his lover’s face.

“I missed you so much,” he whispered. “I searched everywhere that night. I only found Zechs and he didn’t know what had happened, either. It was a bloodbath. There were so many bodies, but I couldn’t find any trace of you, then the fire broke out. I had to flee for my life.”

“I know,” Duo replied. “When the shooting broke out and our people started dropping like flies, I got really scared. We’d separated so you could do your part of the job, and I couldn’t find you anywhere, so I ran and hid. That’s all I could think of, getting away from that place. I slipped out a side door, and hid in a nearby building.

“I went back, after it was all quiet, but I couldn’t find your body, and I didn’t dare stay around there too long, so I went back into hiding. Then the place went up like a torch. The guild house, too. I could see it from where I was hiding, all the way across town.” Duo stopped talking and tears started to trickle down his face at the memory. Heero shifted to his side and leaned on one arm, using his other hand to brush the tears gently away. Then he kissed him and pulled him into a tight hug.

“Babe, it’s not your fault. You did the right thing. You got out of there alive,” Heero whispered softly. “That’s all that matters. Just the fact that you got away safely. And you finally found me. You’re here now, we’re together, and I’m never going to let you go again. You’ll never be alone again, so don’t be afraid any more.”

Duo smiled a teary little smile. His Heero. So wonderful, so loving, so forgiving.

“It was so hard, but I felt that you were alive. In my heart, I felt it,” said Duo. “I knew in my heart, you know? So I kept looking. I spent every penny I made, searching for you. This was the last lead I had. It all had to be done so secretly and so round about. I could never come out and say anything openly because of what we’d been.

“I’m so tired. It’s been so hard, being alone all this time. I’d decided that if this was another dead end, that it was going to be the end.”

“You…” Heero started, his face going pale.

“Yeah, I was gonna kiss my gun,” said Duo, his eyes sliding shut.

Heero only held him closer and kissed him gently. No words could express the pain he felt at the thought of his beautiful Duo self-destructing. At least he, Heero, had found Quatre and through him Trowa and WuFei, and a good job with W.E.I. He didn’t know what Duo had gone through, but from the sound of the desperation in his last statement, it had been a hard and lonely time. Duo had always had an exotic look that drew the eye, and alone, without Heero's protection, life must have been a nightmare. Heero could hardly imagine what his lonely lover had gone through.

“It’s okay, babe,” he whispered softly. “You’re here with me now, and I’m not going to let anything happen to you. I’m going to take care of you from now on. And I’m not going to ever let you go again, I promise. Trust me, babe. I love you.”

Heero kissed his distraught lover and ran his hand over his face, then though his long, silky hair. The gentle kisses and touches started to take on heat and passion as Duo started to respond to him, a small moan escaping as Heero’s hand slid down to his shoulders, then to his chest. His questing fingers found one of Duo’s nipples, and started to tease it, while his mouth trailed kisses down from Duo’s soft, warm mouth, across his tender neck and down to capture his other nipple.

Duo moaned softly and his hands ran up Heero’s back, stroking gently, then he arched up against Heero as Heero’s hand slid down to his stomach, stopping to trace small circles around his navel, then dipping inside to tease that tempting little indentation. Duo jumped and gave a squeaking giggle in response. Then Heero’s hand found his erection, and Duo froze. He abruptly twisted away from a very startled Heero.

“Babe? Are you alright?” Heero asked, concern and confusion in his eyes.

“Yeah,” Duo panted, his body rigid, face buried in a pillow as he tried to gain control of himself. “It’s… I… I’m sorry, I can’t.”

“Can’t?” Heero asked.

“I can’t do it,” Duo sobbed. “I can’t…”

“It’s alright, babe,” Heero soothed. “Don’t cry. You can. We’ll go slow, okay? I’m not going to hurt you. I won’t force you. I just want to make love to you.”

“It’s just, it’s been so long,” came the muffled reply. “I don’t know if I can let you. I’m… you know, I’m not…”

“I know, babe,” said Heero, gently. “But you let me before. It was good and you liked it. You begged me for more. We can make it like that again. Please, babe, let me try. I’ll be gentle, you know I will.”

“I had to, before,” Duo said, turning to face him. “It was you, or a gang rape, and I much preferred you. At least you were sweet to me and gentle, and yes, it was good, I did like it, and I did beg for more, but Heero, that was three years ago. A lot has happened, and most of it wasn’t very good for me, especially where sex is concerned.”

“What do you mean, where sex is concerned? While we were apart, was there… did you…” Heero stopped, not knowing what to say.

“No! There wasn’t anyone else. I was faithful to you, if that’s what you’re getting at,” said Duo, bitterly. “I never let anyone else have me, even when I was practically starving. No one else ever touched me. I couldn’t allow myself to let anyone else do what you did to me. Besides, I’m not gay.”

Duo turned away from Heero angrily, tears in his indigo eyes once again.

“Babe, I didn’t mean it like that,” Heero apologized, trying to get Duo to turn back. “I… I was just jealous to think of somebody else touching your beautiful body, and it couldn’t be me, because I thought I lost you that night. I love you, Duo.”

“My beautiful body?” Duo sneered. “What about my mind, my heart, my soul? Or is my body all you care about?”

“I’m hurt that you think me so shallow, Duo. I only said that because I know you would never give your heart to anyone else. We vowed to love each other always, and when you finally gave my your body, you gave me your soul,” said Heero softly, moving his hands and shifting his body away from Duo’s, leaving a space between them on the bed. “And as for your mind, that belongs only to you and I trust you to do what you think is right for yourself, no matter what, because I know how smart you are. The only thing someone else could ever take from me is your beautiful body, unless it’s you, taking yourself away from me. And that is your decision.

“You know I will never force you to do anything you don’t want to do. I never have before, I won’t start now. So, if you don’t want me that way, I’ll respect your decision, and I’ll live with it.

“But, Duo, I will never let you go. Sex means nothing to me without your love. And it means less than nothing if it’s not what you want to do. But if that’s how you feel, if that’s what you want, we’ll just live together. I’ll find us an apartment with two bedrooms and I’ll respect your right to your privacy. We’ll just live together, nothing more.” Heero stopped, uncertain of what else to say.

“And what will you do? Have a boyfriend on the side to relive your needs?” Duo asked sarcastically.

“No, I wouldn’t do that to you again. I can take care of my physical needs myself. That’s no problem. I don’t need a body for sex. As long as you’re there with me, that’s all that matters to me. I still love you, I have always loved you, I will always love you. I won’t cheapen that in any way,” said Heero quietly.

He pushed himself up and reached for his clothes, preparing to dress and leave. Leaning over, he kissed Duo on the forehead and stroked his cheek.

“Get some sleep, babe, I’ll leave you be,” he said, sadness in his dark blue eyes and in his voice. He dressed himself quickly and moved away from the bed.

“You’d just leave me?” asked Duo.

“I’m not leaving you, babe, I’m respecting your wishes. I’m not going to force myself on you. I’m going to sleep on the couch. I’ll be in the living room, if you need me for anything,” Heero answered, his hand on the door knob.

“Heero?” came Duo’s voice, sounding small and scared. “I’m scared. I need you. Please, don’t leave me alone again.”

Heero turned back, his look unreadable as he walked back to his bed and his reluctant lover. He sat down with a heavy sigh.

“Alright, I’ll stay here with you,” he answered, lying back on the bed, still fully clothed. He slid an arm under Duo and pulled him close, his lover’s head coming to rest on his chest and all of Duo’s long, beautiful chestnut hair spilling over the both of them. He sighed again and it was answered by the ache in his groin, something that he knew would not be relieved as long as he held his lover close to his body. But he tried to ignore it the best he could, and lay still, hoping he would be able to sleep, but knowing it would be almost impossible with the painful erection he had. But he’d deal with it, for Duo. Anything for his Duo.

Sometime later, he had relaxed enough to almost doze off, when he felt Duo shift. He could feel Duo’s head turn, his warm breath caressing his cheek, but he didn’t open his eyes. Then a warm hand reached down to cover his erection and caress him over the tight spandex shorts. He groaned softly, his lips parting, and Duo shifted once more, moving so that their lips met.

Heero lay perfectly still, allowing his lover to take the intuitive, willing to let Duo be the one to decide how far this would go. Duo’s tongue slid into his mouth and caressed his playfully, then Duo teased Heero’s tongue into following his back to his mouth. Heero’s tongue followed eagerly, not wanting to lose contact with its warm, wet playmate.

Duo’s hand continued to caress his hard cock gently, then slowly slid his fingers into the waistband of Heero’s shorts, his fingers coming into contact with the weeping head of his aching erection. Heero gasped and arched his hips gently as Duo slid his hand completely down the hard length, trailing the fluid the fingers had collected, then grasping the aching organ and gently stroking it a few times.

All of Heero’s muscles tensed and locked as he fought to remain still and calm. Then Duo’s hand left his cock to capture and caress his balls. Heero started to breathe hard and felt that he was ready to explode in orgasm, it felt so good.

Suddenly, the hand withdrew and the mouth left his and Duo sat up and twisted away. Heero’s eyes flew open, pain, desperation and despair flashing across his face. He wanted to cry and his lids fell down over his dark, tear-filled eyes. He clenched his teeth and his fists, fighting for control. In another moment, he would have to make his escape to the bathroom to reach his relief.

Then, as quickly as he was gone, Duo was back.

“Heero,” he whispered, “undress for me.”

As Duo’s words registered, Heero wasted no time in ripping off his clothing, his painfully hard erection springing free, screaming for relief. Then Duo turned back with what he had twisted away for, the discarded tube of cherry flavored lube. Squeezing some into his hand, he reached out to slick Heero’s cock with it, giving the waiting organ a few deft pumps. Heero groaned again at the welcome contact.

Duo, watching his lover’s eyes the whole time, turned and straddled Heero’s hips, then reached behind himself. With his lube covered fingers, he carefully coated his opening, then slid two fingers inside himself to stretch and lubricate his passage in preparation for entry, while his other hand continued to stroke Heero languidly. Heero’s hands started to stroke his legs from his knees to the tops of his thighs, waiting patiently while Duo prepped himself.

After what seemed a lifetime, Duo moved, held out his hand and slathered his throbbing length with another generous handful of the lube, then positioned Heero’s cock at his slicked entrance. Duo lowered himself slowly and gently onto Heero’s aching cock, hissing a bit as the head breached the tight muscle ring. Then Heero was inside him, sliding gently into his channel, the tight walls encasing his throbbing flesh. About half way down, Heero grabbed his hips and make him stop, waiting while he shuddered and struggled to keep from coming before he was completely inside of Duo. Finally, under control once more, Heero released him and with one push, Duo seated Heero completely inside of himself, sheathing Heero deeply in his hot, tight passage. Then he waited, watching Heero’s face.

Heero once more ran his hands along Duo’s legs up to his thighs, and Duo took his hands and pulled them to his hips. Heero caressed the soft skin and let his hands drift around to explore Duo’s wonderful, tight ass, that exquisite ass that held him captive. He moaned softly as Duo shifted slightly, then brought his hands back to Duo’s hips to encourage his lover to start moving.

Duo began to move on him ever so gently and Heero lay still, letting him have all control of the movement, knowing that this was what Duo needed, to know that what was happening was because he wanted it to happen. Heero was quite content to ride out the pleasure for now.

“Duo?” he asked softly. “Can I touch you?”

“Oh, yes, Heero, please touch me,” came the whispered reply and Heero’s hand reached out to respond, grasping Duo’s erection and starting to stroke it gently, but firmly, wanting to give his lover as much pleasure as possible.

Duo started to move faster, pushing himself down hard on Heero’s cock, grinding it deeply into himself, head thrown back, eyes closed and mouth open, gasping for breath. Heero thought that at this moment, he had never seen anything so beautiful as the way Duo look, impaled on his hard, throbbing cock, enjoying the pleasure he was getting from having Heero inside of himself. He stroked Duo’s cock faster and Duo started to pant, his hands reaching down to grasp Heero’s hips in a grip that would surely leave bruises, pulling Heero as far into himself as he could, encouraging Heero to thrust into him. He was almost screaming as Heero hit his sweet spot again and again, and he felt him tightening up. His orgasm peaked as Heero gave his cock a few final, hard pulls, and he screamed Heero’s name while the come spurted from him, covering Heero’s hand and stomach. The muscles in his ass tightened incredibly around Heero’s cock, the muscular walls pulsing rhythmically, ripping the climax from Heero and he came deeply in Duo’s straining body, groaning Duo’s name.

Duo froze, poised above him as the waves of their passion swept over them, then he fell forward, crashing and burning in the aftermath onto Heero’s chest, tears running from his glazed, indigo eyes, and Heero’s arms closed tightly around his shaking body.

Heero pulled out of Duo’s exhausted body, and rolled his now limp form to the side, where he cuddled it close. He brushed the damp hair back from Duo’s face and kissed him gently.

“Thank you, babe. That was awesome,” Heero whispered into his tired lover’s ear. “I love you, Duo Maxwell.”

“I love you, Heero Yuy,” Duo responded. “Thank you for letting me be the one to have your heart.”

“You, and no one else, ever, babe,” Heero replied with a smile.


They lay quietly together for quite some time, their breathing and heartbeats slowly falling back into their normal patterns. The bliss of the afterglow surrounded them and Heero felt a peace that he hadn’t felt in what seemed a lifetime. It was a wonderful feeling, having his Duo back with him again. His arm tightened around his dozing lover and Duo opened his sleepy eyes, smiling at his contented lover.

“So, are we lovers again?” Heero asked him softly, the question in his deep blue eyes as well as in his voice.

“Yeah, we’re lovers again,” Duo agreed, laughing. “Why? You ready again?”

“I’m always ready for you, babe,” Heero replied, “but I’ll let you sleep now, if you want.”

“No. Make love to me, Heero Yuy. Make love to me like you used to,” whispered Duo, giving him a kiss, hands searching out the erection he knew would be ready again.

Heero rolled him to his back and this time the lovemaking was hot, fast and fierce, accompanied by frenzied bites and kisses, loud moans of passion and screams of delight and desire. The time seem to stretch on forever, the two lost in the pleasure of each other, delighting in bringing each other to completion. When they finally reached the peak of their frenzy once more and Duo had come, screaming Heero’s name again, he passed out from exhaustion. Heero collapsed on top of him, then moved aside, his body singing with the joy of the completion that he had reached once more with the man he loved more then life itself.

Heero got out of the bed, wiping himself off and dressed, then he kissed Duo softly, and covered him gently, leaving him to sleep finally. Kissing him once more on the forehead he dressed and left their bedroom, going in search of some water to quench the tremendous thirst he had built up. He stood for a moment at the door, gazing back at the beautiful angel that graced his bed and thanked what every gods there were for returning Duo Maxwell to him.

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Heero took his glass of water out to the living room, sitting in the dark, relaxing. He heard soft footsteps coming down the hall a short while later.

“Quat,” he said softly, without turning around, identifying his footsteps.

“Heero,” responded Quatre. “Can we talk?”

“About Duo,” said Heero, a bit flatly.

“About Duo,” Quatre agreed.

“What do you want to know, Quat?” Heero asked. “I’ll tell you anything. I’ll also tell you this. I will never let him go again. I died that night. And now that he’s come back to me, nothing will ever part us again.”

“I can understand that,” Quatre responded. “It’s just that we don’t know anything about Duo and it’s been three years since you’ve seen him. People change, Heero. I’m not trying to be negative, but it needs to be a group thing. We all need to agree, even your Duo. We all have to live with each other here.”

“That’s fine,” agreed Heero, “but I will leave and take him with me if I have to. I love and respect you all, but my heart is bound to Duo Maxwell, above all else. I’ll do whatever I have to do, whatever it takes, to make him happy and to take care of him. So, what do you want to know, or should we wake Trowa and WuFei? They should probably hear this, too.”

“You’re right,” responded Quatre. “I’ll get Trowa, if you will get WuFei. And, ah, you should probably get Duo, too.”

“No. He’s tired, he needs to sleep. Besides, his past is painful to him. You don’t need to see him bleed to know what I tell you is the truth,” said Heero, flatly.

“I would never suspect you of trying to hide anything from me,” said Quatre, gravely. “Let Duo sleep. I feel that he’s been through enough already.”

They silently walked down the hall to get the other two residents of the house.

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