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The Tutor	By : kiyasama Category: Gundam Wing/AC > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 3508 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing/AC, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 1-1
- 2-2
- 3-3
- 4-4
- 5-5
- 6-6
- 7-7
- 8-8
- 9-9
- 10-10
- 11-11
- 12-12
- 13-13
- 14-14
- 15-15
- 16-16 (Interlude 1)
- 17-16 (Interlude 2)
- 18-17
- 19-18
- 20-19
- 21-20
- 22-21
- 23-22
- 24-23
- 25-Epilogue
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Author's Notes: This story was actually written and finished almost two? years ago and it's entirety can be found on ff.net under the penname 'kiyasama'. Of course I couldn't put the more graphic scenes over there and I'll try to upload a new chapter each day or something. ^^
Thanks again to those of you who have left your comments on the story so far. I really appreciate it! ^_^

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Two:

When their eyes met,
They knew that they�d found each other again.
Across lifetimes, so many times, their love growing
And ever unfolding.
A beautiful lotus adrift on the oceans of time
Landing on foreign shores, but to a familiar face
A remembered touch
An unforgotten glance.

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She gave a soft and almost wistful sigh as she gently closed the small book of poems in her hands. The late evening wind sent a shiver down her bare legs and arms as she lay back on the chaise lounger in relaxation. She was dressed in a simple flower print sundress that highlighted the light tan on her flawless features. The rather large sunglasses covered sharp blue eyes, as full and pouty warm lips parted to reveal a full set of sparkling bright teeth.

The approaching voices had her sitting up quickly, a ready smile on her lips as she awaited her betrothed with anticipation. It didn�t take long for the owners to make an appearance as three dashing young men, each dressed in tennis whites and holding onto rackets, walked up the patio stairs and towards her with smiles of recognition � at least two of them - on their features.

�Miss. Relena,� came the warm greeting from the flaxen haired boy as he walked up to her first. Raising her hand and placing a soft kiss on it, he grinned and gave a courteous bow. �What a pleasant surprise. We were not told that you were coming this evening.�

The girl looked a bit confused, but she hid it well behind another well-placed smile. �I find that hard to believe, Quatre Winner. You know that mother and father always have dinner with the Yuys on Fridays.� She got to her feet as the other two came closer. Turning to face the tall one with chestnut colored locks that had the tendency to fall over an eye, she gave a light courtesy.

�Mr. Barton.�

�Miss. Relena. It is a pleasure to meet you again,� was the cool reply she received from the boy that was quite an enigma to her. Replying with a polite �Likewise�, she turned her attention to the stoic-looking boy with eyes of piercing cobalt, who had remained still and silent throughout the greetings.

�Heero...� She began softly, before resigning to giving a courtesy as well, as she noticed the blank look in his beautiful eyes. �Did you not tell your friends that I would be attending the festivities tonight?�

The boy�s eyes narrowed as if in thought, before well-manicured hands reached for a glass of iced-tea that had been placed beside him by a servant. Taking a sip, he shook his head lightly and leaned forward to place a soft kiss on her cheek.

�I did not think it was necessary at the time...�

Quatre laughed heartily, ignoring the icy glare that was thrown his way by Heero. �He lost rather badly in our tennis match today. He still cannot believe that he allowed someone like Trowa to beat him.�

�Oh, dear. But...but Heero has never lost a match before,� Relena replied in growing bewilderment. �There must have been something on his mind...�

Trowa nodded as he sunk his hands into the pockets of his shorts. �You might have a point there, Miss. Relena. You do know that the entrance exams for entering the University are coming up soon.�

Heero was beginning to get upset at the way the conversation seemed to swirl around him and he made that quite clear as he placed his glass back on the table a bit too loudly. �If you will excuse me, I have to go back to my quarters to get ready for dinner.� And without waiting for their nods of approval, he spun on his heels and made his way into the house.

Trowa, Quatre and Relena watched the boy with looks that ranged from wariness to concern. The young heir to the Yuy fortune had been their friend from the day they could think for themselves. The three families had had an easy and smooth rapport that had ranged from business deals to lifelong friendships. And now that both Relena and Heero had come of age, the talk of marriage had been inevitable. Needless to say, the Peacecrafts and Yuy families had had this planned the moment the two heirs had been born.

�I worry about him,� Relena finally muttered softly as she sank back onto the lounge chair. �He hasn�t spoken much to me lately.�

Trowa and Quatre exchanged a glance, refusing to mention that the stoic boy rarely spoke to anyone let alone the girl he was supposed to marry. Heero was a brilliant and articulate young man, but no one knew just how much, for he hardly gave much of an input in any conversations that they had had over the years. He was a fierce competitor and a ruthless thinker when it came to important issues, but he wasn�t the kind of person who made it a point of duty to go out to look for friends. His parents weren�t that anti-social, if anything, his mother always threw parties and balls in the hopes that her son would be able to expand his circle of friends. All to no avail.

And now, with this new problem arising, there was no doubt that Heero�s attitude lately had been less than agreeable. His grades had gradually begun to slip. No one had understood the reason for it. After years of being a straight �A� student, being on the principal�s honor roll, and making the national Who�s Who list�all of a sudden, he had begun to get Bs or � the one that had sent his parent�s into panic � a C in a subject that he usually excelled at�MATH! With entrance exams rapidly approaching, Odin and Hikari Yuy had sent for the finest tutors in the country to help in making their son return back to normal again. He might have had a good name, but no prestigious school was going to welcome a student with less than perfect scores.

And so for almost a year, private tutors came and went, each citing that they could see nothing really wrong with Heero as the boy had cooperated and passed each and every test that was given to him. So, why weren�t his grades improving in school? Counselors and psychiatrists had suggested that he be taken away from the city for relaxation and of course, he had been sent to their beautiful private island for a month of bliss�or not.

Heero had returned even worse than before and his attitude towards things hadn�t helped make matters any better. He became easily angered and found fault in every thing that was done for him. He would appear late for family meals and would sometimes ignore his parents orders or requests all together. In fact, being in the presence of any one older than he, had the tendency to bring out the ugliness in the young boy. And so with wary resignations, his parents had decided to let him be for now. Although, they hoped that the presence of Trowa, Quatre and Relena would help to calm the raging storm in his heart.

The girl rose to her feet and sighed softly, before curtseying politely to the boys. �I will go and get myself ready for dinner now. Please excuse me.�

And giving them a wan smile, she made her way into the house as well, leaving Trowa and Quatre to remain outside each lost in their own thoughts.

Only they knew the real reason for Heero�s change.

The young heir had made an earth-shaking discovery about himself.

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The young man�s body was sleek with sweat as he writhed and groaned beneath the older man. His graceful neck was arched as eyes squeezed shut at the immense pleasure he was receiving. His cries grew louder as the thick organ pumped in and out of his tight heat with punishing strokes. He was about to come and all he needed was for the boy watching to touch his aching and stiff flesh.

�Touch me�� he begged with a husky whisper and a look of pure lust in his gaze. �Touch me�please�I want you so bad��

And so he did. His fingers wrapped around the thick phallus and stroked gently, body heaving with unspoken desire as he licked his lips and leaned closer to seize those full, swollen lips in a bruising kiss. Oh, god�this was heaven�it had to be. Nothing had ever felt this good before�

�Master Heero?�

Just a little bit more. Tug it a little bit harder.

�Heero?!�

Oh, yes baby! I am coming!!

�Master Heero?! Is everything alright in there?!�

Shit!!

He opened up his eyes and blinked at the door in front of him blankly for several minutes, before staring at the sticky evidence on his fingers. Damn it! Covering the blankets over his naked body quickly, he coughed and tried to steady his rapidly beating heart.

�Co�come in.�

The door creaked open gently and the kind face of his personal maid, Yuzuki, peeked through. �I am really sorry to disturb you, Master Heero, but it is time for the family dinner and I was sent to call you.�

Heero glanced at the clock with a grimace. He had completely forgotten about dinner this evening. Nodding softly, he tried to smile at the concerned looking woman before him. �I will be down soon. I just need to get myself ready.�

�Is everything alright, sir? You look a bit flushed and I couldn�t help hearing some moans of pain from outside. Perhaps I should serve dinner to you upstairs, sir?�

Heero was just about ready to say �yes� when he remembered his mother�s passionate plea for him to make an appearance tonight. The Peacecrafts would be joining them.

�I�I will come down,� he muttered with a heavy sigh of resignation. �Please send my apologies to them for waiting.�

�Yes, sir.�

As soon as the door was closed, the young heir fell back amongst silken pillows and stared blindly at the ceiling with a low groan. Almost unconsciously, his fingers wrapped themselves around his stiffening flesh, his breath coming out in a sharp gasp as the image of the boy of his fantasies sprang back to mind again. He couldn�t understand why it had to be this one. He could have had a million other faces to choose from, but yet�it was this image of a boy with really long hair and piercing amethyst depths that seemed to haunt him all the time. Who was he? Heero couldn�t remember seeing any such boy in a magazine or at an event before. He just�was.

�A fantasy. He is just a fantasy�and I am allowed to have them, am I not?�

He quickly worked himself to yet another orgasm and collapsing back onto the sheets with exhaustion, he curled himself into a fetal position and tried to get his muddled mind to think coherently.

He was frustrated and not just at the way his parents had decided that he was crazy and needed professional help. It wasn�t just because of the number of old grizzlies that had been brought by to teach him things he could reel off at the top of his head. It just wasn�t because he was due to marry a girl that he had absolutely no interest in. No, he was frustrated because he was something that was not acceptable to his parents and their social circle. Groaning, he buried his face against the pillows and fought the urge to break down in tears�again. He could still remember the first day the knowledge had hit him.

It had all started during his sophomore years at his high school � that fateful day after gym class. He had been changing out of his sweat-soaked jersey, when the sight of a naked boy walking by had caused his already hardened member to ache even more painfully against his constricting shorts. He had tried to ignore it and to pretend like nothing had happened, but as more and more boys had begun to make their way into the showers, Heero had had to run into an empty bathroom stall to work off his frustrations. It wasn�t the first time he had masturbated before, but it had been the first time it had been that intense and knowing that the boys in his class had been the reason for it had made him feel ashamed and depressed.

For a while, he had tried to go back to looking at his mother�s Victoria�s Secret magazines, hoping that the sight of the scantily-clad women would make him feel that familiar jolt of electricity down his body, but as he had already begun to find out, it wasn�t the women who brought out the excitement in him�it was the pictures of the men that had begun to take over that feeling. To test his theory, he had set two magazines in front of him, one with a man and the other with a woman on the cover. And after several tests, he had ripped them into shreds and sobbed his heart out in anger, fear and confusion. There was no getting around it. Members of his sex turned him on and now he would be a social reject for the rest of his life. He would be the scorn and shame of his family. No one would ever want to be seen with a boy like him.

Naturally, his grades had begun to suffer � his concentration lacking in school as he struggled hard not to show his new preferences. However, if it weren�t for his two good friends, Quatre and Trowa, he wasn�t sure he would have been able to make it through the school year with his mind still intact. Both boys were heirs to fortunes in their own rights, and both were seen as model members of society. So, it had come as a total and complete shock to Heero, the day both boys had sat him down and told him that they were actually�a couple. They had had to hide such knowledge from their families and friends, but it didn�t stop them from being together at every chance they got.

Heero had been stunned and surprised � well, not all that surprised, for he had always thought that the two boys had been a bit too close for his liking to begin with. And so, with his friends as coaches of sorts, they had tried to make the discovery process a little bit easier for Heero to adjust to.

He had lost his virginity on one summer night in an island off Greece with both boys as his first.

With a small sigh, he got off the bed and began to get ready for another night of charades and pretense. He knew he was being a coward for not having the courage to tell his parents the way he felt, but he would have rather died than to see the pain on his mother�s face. He loved that woman too much to do that to her.

But as he stood in front of the mirror in his elegant bathroom, he couldn�t help placing a hand on his now pounding chest, for he suddenly felt that something monumental was about to happen to him�.really soon.
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Duo had to close his eyes for several minutes to compose himself or he was sure he was going to pass out from the sheer splendor before him. Gripping the steering wheel like a lifeline, he rested his forehead against the cool leather, suddenly grateful that Wufei had lent him his four-runner for the trip to the Yuy mansion.

A light cough followed by a curt �Are you alright, sir?� had him jerking upright with a blush of guilt and embarrassment on his handsome features. He stared at the middle-aged man dressed in a simple black suit and a bow tie, patiently holding out the door for him to step out and realizing that he was being waited upon, Duo blushed even darker and stepped out of the car with a sheepish grin.

�Than�thanks, bud�I mean, thank you, sir.� He gushed out weakly, but all he got for his efforts was a light nod.

�Please follow me. Mr. Yuy will see you in the study after dinner.�

Duo nodded like a fish and followed the butler, eyes darting everywhere to admire his new surroundings with curiosity. It was now early evening and the lights had begun to brighten up the large house and surrounding lush gardens. The drive up to the house itself had been an adventure for the man who had been born and raised in the city. He had only heard about the Yuy family from tabloids and news gossip here and there, but had never actually taken the time to really delve into the family. They weren�t those aloof kinds of people, he had learnt through his quick study. Odin and Hikari Yuy were regarded as royalty in society. They were very charitable and held a lot of events aimed at raising money for those in need. But the funny thing was that no paper or news broadcast had ever spoken of a�son. Had the family made a deal with the press never to mention the boy in public? No one really had a clue as to what the young heir looked like.

~ Hmmm�if they are that desperate to have a tutor, then he must be some spoiled rotten tyke with an attitude like hell. ~ Duo had concluded with a firm nod of conviction. He had heard a lot of stories about rich kids like that. And with his resume, he was seriously beginning to doubt that he would be accepted for the position, but as Wufei had said�there was no harm in trying. Even if he got rejected, at least he would have had a chance to see what being rich was all about.

�This way, sir.�

He stepped into the breathtaking lobby and gasped in awe at the beauty of its furnishings. Never would he have imagined he would be standing in such a place. Everything seemed to glow and sparkle with an extra shine. Expensive paintings graced the walls and a large stairway that resembled those one saw in the movies, cascaded down in rich colors of red and gold. Another cough had him flushing and moving after the butler, who had already begun to make his way towards what seemed to be the living room.

�Please wait here. I will see if Mr. Yuy has finished.�

�Ah�uh�okay��

Nice going, Duo. You can�t even make a simple coherent sentence! Nice impression you are giving to him!

He didn�t know whether to stand or sit, but he had a feeling that he wouldn�t have been able to sit long anyway. He strolled around the large room eyeing all the antiques and pictures, not allowing his fingers to touch anything for fear that he might break something. God knows he didn�t want to get sued over something like that. He noticed the black Steinway piano at the corner of the room and walking over to it, he gaped at its pristine beauty. Even though it had been used, it still looked elegant and grand. Duo wasn�t an expert at playing, but he could hold his own well against others. His peripheral vision caught several photographs that lay on a small side table. Leaning closer, he noticed the pictures of the owners of the household, either alone or with close friends or celebrities. There was no picture of any one that looked like he might have been a son to them. Shaking his head in bewilderment, he was jerked out of his reverie by the familiar voice of the butler.

�Mr. Yuy insists that you join him for dinner, sir.�

Duo blinked and asked dumbly. �Din�dinner?�

�Yes, sir. Would you follow me this way please?�

Swallowing tightly, Duo stole a quick glance at a hallway mirror, noticing that the dark blue suit he had pouched off Wufei looked rather good on him. His hair was still in its trademark braid much to the Chinese boy�s chagrin, but Duo had refused to have it cut. Patting himself down rapidly, he took a deep breath as he heard the sounds of laughter and conversation float towards him. For a second, he felt as if they were having a party in there and the cold claws of fear and uncertainty gripped his being.

What in God�s name was he doing here? He didn�t belong here! He was just an unemployed high-school teacher with no real credentials to his name and here he was hoping to get a job as the tutor to the son of one of the richest men in the world? Was he insane?!

And as he stepped into the cozy but brightly lit dining room, he knew without a doubt, as all eyes turned around to face him with curiosity, that he was suddenly way out of his league.
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