The Body of an Angel

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The Body of an Angel
Chapter Two
*Class Sucks*

(Duo POV)

With my shirt thrown over my left shoulder, I walked back into our room. As usual Heero was studying ever diligently for our up coming English final. English being one of my strong suits, I’ve never had to really study. Heero, from what I’d had overheard from the teacher, was lacking in the creative writing department. Mrs. Adams even had me try and tutor him. That was a laugh. My mind lost totally in thought as I headed toward the bathroom, thinking back on my little creative writing lesson with Heero, I failed to notice said object of distraction coming from said destination.

“Duo! I’m sorry. I didn’t see you. Are you alright?”

“Yeah. Just bruised my pride more than anything. I wasn’t paying attention to where I was going. Sorry.”

“It’s alright. Here let me…”

Even to this day Heero’s strength still amazes me. With the slightly baggy long sleeve shirts he always wears, no one can tell the well-toned frame that lay underneath. I lay on my back as he looks down at me with those gorgeous eyes of his. With only one arm he hauls me to my feet. I simply stare. My mind lost in picturing those taunt muscles rippling under that light blue shirt that he is wearing.

“Duo? Duo, are you sure you’re not hurt? You should go see the nurse.”

“Wha… Sorry man. Was just thinking bout something. That’s all. I’m alright really.”

“Alright.”

I all but ran into the adjoining bathroom and locked the door. ‘Damn how could I be so careless? I practically told him that I was thinking bout fucking him right there on the fucking floor. Now that thought brought up some interesting and arousing images. Great! I’m a fag I know, but I feel just wrong about thinking of my roommate that way. Heero’s a year younger than I. Man I feel like a complete ass. Damn it! I really need to take that shower now and clear my head if I’m ever going to go back out there and face him. If I take to long he really will call the nurse. I turn the water on, as high it will go, thinking that the scalding heat will help ease the tension in my body. Remembering that I didn’t have my shirt on when I came in, I started to unfasten my belt, which was just more for decoration then actual function. I always liked to wear my jeans a little tight. So really I didn’t need a belt. Pulling my pants down along with my navy blue silk boxers, I headed toward the mirror so I could begin the grievous task of unbraiding my hair. Standing completely nude, I began to cross to the shower in which was now steaming up the bathroom.

“Duo, are you in the shower? I think I left my jacket in there and it has my phone in it. May I come in to get it?”

His voice startling me so that I slip on the now slicked floor only to make a loud thud as I land on my ass. Heero comes rushing in.

“Duo! Are you…What happened?”

Why was he not wearing his shirt now?

“Duo!?”

“Hey Heero. I was just lost in thought and when I heard you through the door, it startled me I guess.”

“I’m really sorry Duo. I just came for my jacket.”

His body gleaming with the moisture in the room rippled brilliantly under the lights as he hauled me to my feet for the second time that day. The body of an angel, that is what he looked like. Heero cocked his head and gave me one of his infamous quizzical looks.

“Yeah I’m just going to take that shower now,” with out looking at him I hopped into the tub and closed the curtain.

“Are you sure you’re alright Duo?”

“Yeah I’m fine Heero. Just exhausted, not thinking much.”

“Ok then. I’ll see you in class.”

“Later.”

I heard the door close. The only thing I could think about was how beautiful Heero’s body had been. Even when we had pool days in gym, he always wore a plain white t-shirt in the water. At that last thought my imagination ran wild. The hot water scolding every inch of my skin but I didn’t even realize it. Picturing Heero’s smooth fingers brushing my stomach gently as we kissed, his body glistening with sweat while he plunged deeper and deeper into my body, making me scream his name. My hand wrapped around my aching cock in hopes to alleviate some of this pain, this burning desire to have the real Heero fucking me senseless right now. I start to pump my dick rapidly as he moves faster within me. He breaks our passionate kiss to take a hold of one of my nipples. He suckles it in time to his thrusting. With a loud cry I cum all over the back wall in the shower, whispering his name over and over as a mantra as I regain my senses. The water has turned cold by now. Damn it! I haven’t even washed my hair. I hurriedly wash my body of my essence and begin to quickly work the soap into my hair. After I painstakingly wash all of the soap out of my hair, shaking cause of the now freezing water, I turn it off and get out of the shower. I grab the big fluffy lavender towel and try to dry my hair as much as I can before I even attempt to take a hair dryer to it. Still shivering from the chill, I wrap the towel around my waist. Only then do I notice the clock on the wall and the time.

“SHIT! I’m late!”

I quickly brush my still damp hair and throw it into my signature braid. With the towel still wrapped around my waist, I run into the dorm room and rummaged through my dresser for a change of clothes. After being satisfied with my choice of light denim shorts and a black t-shirt that said, ‘It’s not nice to through things at others, unless it’s a pie, then it’s just downright hilarious.’ Grabbing my bag, I slipped on my flip-flops, and ran out the door. I’ll just be bout 30 minutes late. I’ve been later.


(In class- Heero POV)

I wonder where Duo is? I should have called the nurse after all. Duo was spacier than usual when he came into the dorm. He was probably dehydrated from that basketball game out in blazing sun. Yet he never seems to tan even though he is in the sun about 90% of the day. His skin was always that milky white color but not to pale. He is lithe but not overly so. Looking at him from the back you would almost think he was a girl. My mind wandered back to when I had rushed into the bathroom to find Duo sitting on the floor next to the shower. I though he was hurt so I rushed over to him. Only after he assured me he was all right did I notice that he was completely naked. I did my best to hide my blush and arousal. His body had a tone to it that one could tell he never worked out but could tell he was fit. He has a hidden strength under that incredibly radiant skin of his. I wonder what it feels like. Like porcelain? Or like…

“Mr. Yuy, if your done daydreaming perhaps you would like to finish passing around the final.”

“Sorry Mrs. Adams. It won’t happen again.”

“Ahh, Mr. Maxwell, nice of you to join us. Take your seat.”

“Sorry teach. Wasn’t keeping track of time.”

I watched as Duo made his way to his seat. There is hardly any hair marring his legs. I bet they’re soft to. I was snapped out if my little fantasy with the student next to me, what was her name? Relena I think tapped my desk saying that I needed to pass the final to her. I heard some of the other students start to snicker.

“Sorry.”

“It’s ok. You’re kinda cute when you’re spacing out like that.”

“Hnn…”

“Quiet everyone. The final begins now.”

The class was silent as everyone went to work on their perspective tests. I was about to get to mine when a piece of folded paper landed on my desk. It was from that Relena girl asking me to meet her after class. I wrote back telling her that I had a final to take and needed to go back to my dorm to study for my History exam after. Placing the paper back on her desk, I looked down to the task ahead. The first part is the grammar part of the exam. I was about three questions into the test when the same piece of folded paper landed over the forth question. Scoffing at how bold this stupid girl was getting, asking if we could study for that exam at my dorm, I ignored the note. The rest of the exam was rather painless. That was until I got to the essay portion. We had about 45 minutes to go till the end of class. I couldn’t think if a single thing to write about. The teacher had told us the day before that the essay would be about our opinions on current political events. Needless to say I was pissed when I read the actual goal of the essay was to describe a work of art that we ourselves would create and what influenced us to create it and why. It can be made out of any material, sculpture, or painting. I suck at creative writing. The silence was broken in the lecture hall by a rather loud harsh sneeze. It was from Duo. He sneezed his papers right off his desk. After the entire class calmed down from their fits of laughter, Duo gracefully bent down to pick them up. His face crimson as a rose. His now dry hair falling back into place behind his delicate shoulders. When he sat back down his soft sigh accented his embarrassment. I wish I could console him now. Let him know that I will hold him so he won’t wither. Where did that come from? Just then I realized what Duo had been trying to teach me all along when it came to writing. You need to look for your inspiration, your muse, yourself. My mind then painted a beautiful portrait of Duo, my muse, my inspiration, the other part of myself. I began to write with my heart. Painting my portrait into words as I describe my masterpiece. The bell rings, signaling the end of class. I finish the last words to my essay and begin to stand up to turn it in.

“Heero, how come you didn’t read my note earlier? I’ve been having trouble with our last History lesson and I just wanted to know if you could help me. Like a private tutor.”

“I’m…

“Hey Heero! Do you want to hang out with Quat and all of us? Were goin for a burger then to T’s place to study. Hey Relena. So what do you say Heero?”

“Heero said he would study with me tonight for our History final.”

“Ok then. See ya…”

‘Stop it Relena. Sure I’ll go with you guys Duo. Relena is just making up fantasies.’ Is what I would have liked to say, instead I couldn’t say anything. I was torn. I didn’t want to hurt this girl’s feelings but I also wanted to go with Duo. Duo gave me a look that I have never seen from him as he started to walk away.

“Heero can I talk to you for a sec?” he said without turning around.

“Yeah. Excuse me for a moment please.”

The girl threw me a look that spoke if daggers could shoot out of her eyes I’d be dead by now. Then the look quickly went away as soon as it had appeared. Smiling sweetly she nodded her head. Nodding my head in thanks I started walking over to Duo, which by now was standing by the door.

“Mr. Yuy. Would you please hand in your final before you exit class?”

“Oh sorry,” I said as my face burned red from embarrassment. Duo snickered and motioned for me to follow him. I followed him out to the courtyard in front of the main office to the grounds. They’re lining the entrance to the college on one side were Sakura trees in full bloom. They made the most beautiful background for Duo when he turned to face me.

“Duo what is it you wanted to talk to me about?”

“Alright Heero, I need an honest answer from you.”

“Ok.” He looked nervous as he spoke to me. His body tense as if he was about to flee.

“Heero, how do you feel about Relena?”

Where the hell did that come from? I barely know the girl. For some reason the question upset me but I did my best not to show it. Duo had asked me to tell him the complete truth.

“She’s kinda cute I guess. Why?”

“Do you think you’ll become serious about her?”

“I don’t know. Why are you asking me this?” My voice raising a little. I don’t know why I was getting so angry at Duo’s questions but I couldn’t help it.

“I just want to look out for you Heero. Relena is a nice girl and all but she will use you. Warp you into her little puppet wrapped around her tiny princess finger.”

“What the hell is it to you?! It’s my social life. Stay out of it!” Furious now I turned around to leave but Duo grabbed my arm.

“Heero, I’m not trying to interfere with your social life. I’m not trying to tell you whom you can or can not see. I just wanted to warn you about what she has done to other guys. All she does is parade guys around on her arm and drain them dry of cash. When she gets bored with them she’ll burn them then throw them out. You haven’t been the only one she has set her eyes on. I just don’t want to see you get burned.”

“Thanks for the advice. I’ll take it under consideration.” With that I turned back and stormed off back to our dorm.

(Duo POV)

He doesn’t realize just how easily he can burn. I’m sorry Heero. I tried.


***End of chappie…Told ya it would be longer. Sorry its been so long since I’ve updated. I’m trying to at least post a chapter every weekend till this fic is done but it hasn’t worked out that way. Between working during the week and getting everything at my house ready for when I have my little girl…That’s right! I’m expecting my first child in bout 4 ½ months, I haven’t had time to really work on any of my fics. Since this is the first one I’ve posted a chapter on I figured I would work on completing this one first before I work getting the others up. Well hope you liked it and please review…I should have the next chapter up by next weekend…I’ll even give you guys the title for it. *Does The Devil Really Have Blonde Hair?* Thanks a bunch for reading…