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High Rolling	By : Deb Category: Gundam Wing/AC > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1520 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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“High Rolling”
Chapter 5

Following the instructions the doorman had given him, Duo escorted Hilde through the lobby area and turned left. Up ahead he could see the entrance to the theater, the many posters adorning the walls also advertising the show and many of the performers. Duo couldn't help but look them over, his eyes seeking out the one that interested him the most. Right outside the entrance to the theater lobby he couldn't help but see the full sized poster of the man that had captured his interest.
“Come on,” Hilde said, tugging lightly on his arm. “You can drool all you like once we're inside.”
With a shake of his head, Duo allowed the smirking woman to lead him across the theater lobby to the entrance. Fishing in his pocket, he handed the tickets over to the usher and waited.
“Good evening, Mr. Maxwell, Miss Schbeiker. If you would care to follow me I will show you to your seats.” The usher moved along the hallway, Duo and Hilde behind him.
They entered the theater, Duo taking it all in as he continued to follow the usher. The theater seating was arranged in a large semi circle with the stage set in the middle and back of that semi circle. The usher led them along an aisle until they were in the area immediately by the stage; they followed the carpet around until they came to a section directly in the center of the semi circle. It reminded Duo of an orchestra pit in some ways, although this section was encased by wooden railings and the seats within, tiered, plush and comfortable looking.
The usher showed them which seats were theirs and Duo gratefully sat down. He'd been aware of eyes following their progress through the theater to their seats and whilst they weren't the only VIP's sitting in the designated area, he still felt a little uncomfortable with the attention.
The VIP section seated roughly twenty guests Duo surmised, and each seat had a small table attached to the arm rest on one side and a cup holder on the other. The small table held a couple of bowls of snacks and within seconds of his backside hitting the seat a waitperson appeared and asked if they would care for anything to drink. Hilde elected to have a glass of white wine, Duo decided to play things safe and ordered a soda.
“This is nice,” Hilde stated as she settled into her seat, took a sip of her wine and dipped her fingers into one of the snack bowls.
“Very comfortable,” Duo agreed.
“Excellent view of the stage.”
Duo nodded and took a moment to look around him. The rest of the theater was almost full, his watch telling him the show would be starting in around five minutes. He wriggled a little deeper into his seat, tugged at the collar of his shirt and did his best to get comfortable.
The lights began to dim a touch, the last of the stragglers making their way into the theater as a man stepped out onto the stage and began to walk around and chat to various people. With the last of the audience taking their seats, the lights began to dim further, the guy on the stage disappeared off somewhere and then the band struck up.
* * *
“Ten minutes to start time, forty minutes until you're on, Mr. Yuy,” the stage hand called out as he poked his head around the door to Heero's dressing room.
“Thanks,” Heero called back. Within a couple of minutes of the stage hand departing, Wufei entered the dressing room.
“It's a packed house tonight,” he stated and sat next to Heero on the small couch in the dressing room.
“You say that every night, Wufei,” Heero replied, falling into their routine banter before a show.
“The VIP section is almost full too.”
Heero scowled and got up. “I'd better start to get ready,” he informed Wufei.
Wufei nodded and also got up.
Heero fetched his outfit from where it was hanging on the back of the door and pulled the leather pants off the hanger. Wufei tossed him a towel, Heero catching it before removing his shorts and sitting back down on the couch. The towel was deployed over his legs, drying off any sweat or moisture that had accumulated. He stood and ran the towel over his thighs and then across his brief clad rear and groin. Another towel was passed over, this one carrying a light dusting of talcum powder within its fabric.
Once again Heero ran the towel over his form, spreading the powder lightly across his skin. The leather pants were picked up and carefully pulled on, the powder making it easier for them to slide up his legs and over his lower regions. Pants pulled up, Heero carefully zipped them and ran his hands over the leather to make sure it was all smooth and not bunching anywhere. Given the act he did he didn't need any form of chaffing.
With the pants secure, Wufei passed over the leather collar, Heero fastening it around his neck. Boots followed next and lastly the gloves were passed across. Gloves in hand, Heero sat at the small table and looked into the mirror. He could hear the faint sounds of the Zumanity band striking up and knew that the show had started which gave him roughly another thirty minutes before he'd be on.
Picking up the kohl pencil, Heero began to apply the makeup.
With Heero finishing off his makeup, Wufei ran a comb through the performer's unruly hair, the bangs refusing to be tamed and flopping back across Heero's forehead. The longer strands of hair with their reddish tinge behaved better though and let Wufei tame them into a long tail that reached almost to Heero's shoulder blades. With the hair done, Wufei picked up the bottle of oil and poured a small amount into his hand. He gently massaged Heero's shoulders, working the oil into the skin to ensure it remained supple.
Some of the performers applied oil to their bodies to show off their musculature, but in Heero's case it would be dangerous for him to do the same – oil and metal didn't grip well.
Toweling Heero's shoulders to make sure that any and all traces of oil were removed, Wufei stepped back and admired the young man.
Heero pulled on his gloves and glanced at the clock on the wall. He had about fifteen minutes, just enough time for him to warm up before he'd be on stage.
“Ready?” Wufei asked.
“Yes,” Heero replied and headed for the door. Wufei picked up a towel, sports drink and Heero's robe before following his charge out of the dressing room.
* * *
The lights had dimmed, the band began to play and suddenly several scantily clad young men came running down the aisles between the seats, large, red banners of material flowing out behind them as they darted for the stage. The lights changed color, the young men dancing around on the stage before forming a semi circle and dropping to the floor.
What at first appeared to be a woman stepped onto the stage. Wearing a flimsy sort of negligee, black fishnet stockings, high heels and a see through robe, Duo quickly realized that the woman was in fact a man in drag. Very good drag too, he thought.
She flounced onto the stage, microphone in hand and began a spiel about the show, what the audience could expect, some of the acts they would witness and that the entire show was a dedication and celebration of man, woman, romance and sex.
Duo settled deeper into his seat and relaxed. He was going to enjoy this show.
The first couple of acts came onto the stage and did their routines. They were well executed, beautiful to watch and breathtaking. A couple came on and introduced themselves and along with the drag queen it was obvious that they were also comperes of the show. The couple provided some light hearted humor with their routine and managed to embarrass a few of the audience members at the same time.
Duo glanced at Hilde from the corner of his eye and smirked to himself when he noted the slight blush to her cheeks when 'Rodney' began to wave a very large dildo around.
The pair finished their little bit of sexual humor and exited the stage, the lights dimming a touch before a spotlight suddenly came on and illuminated a figure standing on the edge of the stage just outside the wings.
Duo's eyes widened, his mouth went dry and he sat upright in his seat.
*
Heero watched and waited quietly in the wings. The comedy routine was still going and he would be on next. He'd done his warm up and his muscles felt loose and relaxed. He'd gone through the routine in his head and now had his mind completely focused on the act he was about to perform.
The comedy duo were beginning to wind up their act, the audience laughing along with their antics. Wufei appeared beside him a small bowl in his hands. “Here,” he said and pushed the bowl forward.
Heero smiled and dipped a hand into the bowl, removing it a second later and rubbing the chalk between his palms and coating the gloves slightly; it would give him a better grip. “Thanks, Wufei.” Wufei nodded.
The bar and chain began to slip down from its place up high amongst the scaffolding and Heero watched its descent until it was just above his shoulders. He grasped the bar, ran his hands along it to spread some of the chalk and then pulled securely on the chains and bar itself. With a grunt he deemed it set and gave the stage hand up in the rafters the thumbs up.
The bar ascended a touch as Heero wound his hands into the chains and began to set himself up ready to start his act. The pair on stage were in the last seconds of their routine and he'd be on within a couple of minutes. He closed his eyes, took a couple of calming breaths and pulled hard on the chains once more.
The pair on stage finished their act and the lights dimmed. Rolling his shoulders, Heero gripped the chain harder, mind settling into place and muscles ready to obey his every order. Opening his eyes, he took a few steps forward and located the mark on the stage floor where he would begin his act. He lowered his head and the spotlight came on.
Music struck up, Heero raised his head a touch and gave a sultry look to the audience. Gripping the chains firmly he suddenly sprang forth, bursting into a flat out run around the edge of the stage as the bar and chains began to lift upwards, taking him with them until he was airborne and flying around the outside of the stage.
Once he'd gained enough height, Heero began to twist his body up, using his strong arms to pull his torso and legs above his head and through the chains where he began a series of acrobatic stunts with only the chains and his own strength to support him.
Using the bar and chains, Heero twisted himself around, flying through the air with the chain around his shoulders and arms free. Reaching for the chains again, he turned his body, working the chains over his powerful legs until he was hanging by his calves, head pointing to the ground and arms spread wide. A couple more twists and Heero had his body curved through the chain so it was supporting him along his right thigh, torso and shoulder his legs and arms spread out and looking for all the world like he was an arrow flying through the sky.
Duo sat in stunned silence as the man before him swept around the edge of the stage and flew into the air. His jaw dropped in awe as he watched that finely honed body twist and turn, getting itself into all sorts of wonderful positions with only the use of the bar, chain and man's brute strength.
He was simply stunning to watch, breathtaking to behold and superb in his actions. Duo's heart rate sped up – along with his breathing rate and desire to meet this intriguing creature.
The bar began to lower, Heero shifting until the chain was around his waist and he held onto it with one hand. Touching down on the stage again, his feet carried him forward, body leaning towards the crowd as a sultry smile spread across his face. His left arm snaked out, finger pointing to the crowd as he slid along the edge. His eyes swept the crowd and suddenly came to a halt. Attention completely fixed on the eyes he'd found, Heero's body continued on with his performance, brain working on autopilot as electricity crackled through him.
Tearing his eyes away, he let the chain take him up again, this time settling himself so the chain supported him across his back as he lay himself across it. In the few seconds he had before he'd need to change positions and go into the next series of acrobatic stunts, his brain scrambled to come to terms with the electricity he'd experienced when he'd connected with those eyes in the audience.
Duo watched as the man was lowered to the stage, chain resting against his waist and left side as he leaned into it and began to slide around the edge of the stage. The face took on a sultry look, eyes scanning the crowd, arm outstretched and finger pointing. As he came past the VIP section, Duo's eyes swept over the finely chiseled form, appreciating the musculature of abdomen and chest. His eyes wandered upwards and suddenly it felt like a bolt of electricity had hit him hard in the chest. He gasped as he locked eyes with the performer, deep blue penetrating right into his very soul.
Then that gaze was gone and the man was once more suspended in the air, hanging by his waist from the chain.
The chain was worked over and around his thighs and calves, Heero pulling himself up with the bar and holding his weight for a moment. He continued to fly around the stage, arms twisting and once he was secure with the position the chains were in, he let go, his body tumbling forward and around as the chains unraveled to allow him to turn and twist but still keep him attached to the support.
Gasping when the man suddenly tumbled through the chains, Duo felt his heart twist; for a moment there he thought the man was about to fall. The chains caught him though and then the performer was once more twisting, those chains having been wrapped around his body in such a manner to allow him to twist around and through them without actually falling.
Knowing he would be coming back to the stage again for a brief moment before getting airborne again, Heero set himself up and prepared to look over the audience. He really wanted to try and find those eyes again. A foot touched down, body and arms working themselves through the chain in preparation for the next part of his act whilst his eyes scanned over the crowd. He was pretty sure those eyes had been somewhere around the center of the stage area.
Sweeping his gaze over the crowd, Heero desperately searched for those eyes but was unable to locate them before the bar was once more pulling him upward. Pushing the disappointment to the back of his mind, Heero focused completely on the next stunt, it was very dangerous and he'd need all his wits about him.
Completely mesmerized by the man in the spotlight, Duo's eyes never left the graceful form. As the performer came back to the stage, Duo's eyes followed his every move, willing him to look at him again. Noting the man looking over the crowd, Duo felt a rush of adrenaline, hoping those eyes were searching for him. His heart plummeted though when the performer began to move upwards once more.
The bar and chain drew up towards the rafters, Heero holding onto the chain with his hands and letting his body follow the upward movement. Once the ascent stopped he used his strength to pull himself up and bending at the waist, he brought the top of his booted feet to rest against the chain. Taking a moment to make sure the chain was positioned right and his weight was centered, he slowly let go of the chain and let his upper body unfurl to hang straight down. His left foot lifted slightly off the chain and then forward, Heero grasping his now free ankle and pulling the leg down until he was literally doing the splits.
Duo gasped. The performer was suspended in mid air, hanging upside down with only his right foot holding him in place with the chain and doing the splits! He fervently hoped the guy wouldn't slip and fall as there was no safety net – or anything else for that matter – to catch him!
Releasing his ankle, Heero's left leg made its way back towards the chain, then Heero's body began to bend until his hands were once again firmly on the chain. The audience below applauded as once more the bar and chain began to move in a circular motion and lower at the same time. It was time for the finale of his act.
Touching down on the stage again, Heero released the chains which disappeared up into the rafters and checked the collar around his neck, loosening it a touch. He danced his way around the stage for a brief moment whilst a couple of stage hands up in the rafters secured the chains to the bar and clipped a strip of leather onto a 'D' ring welded to the bar.
The bar was lowered again, Heero dancing his way back to it and standing underneath it. He paused and reached for the leather strip, grasping it and opening it up. He slipped it over his head and adjusted it to lay flat against the back of his neck and skull. Giving a couple of strong tugs, Heero was satisfied with the connection and gave the signal to the stage hands above. With his hands grasping either side of the bar, the apparatus was raised into the air, the music building while Heero began to spin with the bar as he rose. His arms were out to either end of the bar, his legs also spread wide and he looked like a spinning star.
Once he reached the designated height, Heero let go of the bar with his hands and let the strap around his neck take his full weight while his body started to spin faster. Arms came in closer to his body, legs following suit until Heero was spinning like a top with only the leather strap holding him in the air.
The audience all went wild, applauding and cheering as Heero began to spin so fast he became just a blur. Then the arms and legs started to push out and the spinning slowed until Heero could reach up and grasp the bar once more.
The bar began to lower, Heero taking the moment to catch his breath a touch and ease the strap around his neck. His feet met the stage, a hand grasped the strap and managed to twist it off, arms rising into the air to send the bar with its chains back up into the rafters.
Stepping forward, Heero took his bows, applause and cheering ringing in his ears as he moved around the stage to acknowledge each section of the audience. When he reached the center part he scanned the crowd, desperate to find those eyes from earlier – but he was out of luck. The music hit the cue for him to leave so the next act could come on and with one last bow, Heero ran from the stage.
Duo was clapping and cheering just as loud as the rest of the audience. The guy had piqued Duo's interest from the first time he'd laid eyes on the billboard and to actually see him in the flesh had left Duo completely stunned. The act he'd witnessed the guy perform served only to raise Duo's interest further. One way or another, Duo knew he had to meet this man.
“That was just... Wow,” Hilde said, leaning over a touch so Duo would be able to hear her over the applause. Her eyes were shining, excitement showing in every line of her face.
“Yeah, wow just about covers it,” Duo sighed in return.
Noting the glassy eyed look, Hilde snickered. “He looked good on the posters, but to see him in the flesh...”
“He certainly is a fine example of an athlete,” Duo stated.
Hilde snorted. “Face it, Duo. He's got the body of a god; and the looks to kill.”
Fortunately for Duo, the lighting was dim enough that she couldn't see the blush that covered his cheeks.
Further conversation was cut as the lights changed and the next act got underway. Duo settled in his seat once more to continue watching the show, but his mind remained fixed on the guy that had spun his way into his heart.
* * *
Leaving the lights behind, Heero danced from the stage and into the wings where Wufei was waiting for him, robe, towel and sports drink at the ready. Heero took the sports drink and downed several swallows before exchanging it for the towel. The soft material soon absorbed the sweat that was running freely from Heero's skin and left him feeling a little more comfortable. The towel was passed back and the robe shrugged on, sports drink again being pressed into his hand.
Feeling a little better, Heero moved through the backstage area and aimed for his dressing room. He needed a little peace and quiet to sort through his mind.
Wufei followed his charge, his eyes narrowed a touch when he noticed how quiet Heero was. He seemed a little distracted and Wufei intended to find out why. He held his tongue though until they were back inside the dressing room.
The door snicked shut behind them and Heero dropped into his chair, a soft sigh escaping his mouth.
“Did you hurt yourself?” Wufei asked, stepping up behind his charge.
Heero started a touch, he'd been so engrossed in his thoughts he'd forgotten about Wufei. “No, I'm fine,” he replied.
“Then what is the problem?”
He should know better than to try and keep something from Wufei; the man knew him very well. “Nothing is wrong,” he replied a little hesitantly.
Wufei waited, knowing that whatever was on Heero's mind, the man would tell him in his own time.
Having ordered his thoughts somewhat, Heero began to speak again. “During the act, there was something...”
The trainer raised an eyebrow.
“I made eye contact with someone in the audience.”
“You usually make eye contact with several people in the audience, it's part of your act,” Wufei stated.
“I know, but this was different.” Heero frowned, the words he needed to describe what had happened completely eluding him.
“Different? How so?”
“I'm not sure, it just was. I don't know how to explain it myself. I was scanning the crowd like I usually do when I found this pair of eyes... They were mesmerizing.”
“What did the person look like?” Wufei prompted.
Heero gave a soft snort. “You know, I was so captured by those eyes I didn't get the chance to look at the person themselves. I looked for them again when I was next on stage, but I couldn't find them.”
“Ah.” It wasn't often that Heero's interest was captured and going by what Heero had said, those eyes must have been something special for him to not have noticed what the person looked like.
“I guess I'll never know who they are.” Heero shrugged. He opted not to mention the air of electricity he'd felt when he'd connected with those eyes, he wasn't too sure how Wufei would react to that, hell, he wasn't too sure himself what it meant!
“I suggest you relax and recharge, you will be needed soon for the end number and then we have the VIP party thing afterwards,” Wufei said, unsure of what to say regarding the mysterious eyes.
“Don't remind me,” Heero scowled. “Do I have to go?”
“We've already had that argument, now, relax and recover.” Wufei pulled the robe from Heero's shoulders and grabbed the bottle of oil. He gently began to massage those broad shoulders, easing away some of the stiffness.
The massage was soothing to his body and whilst his muscles relaxed, Heero's mind continued to brood over those haunting eyes.
~ * ~
tbc...

To get an idea of Heero's act, click on the link below to see the 'real' chain boy. This is the guy whom Heero's character is based on. You will need to skim through about half way before he's on.

Zumanity outside trailer of show featuring 'chain boy'; https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hzYIss-sayE
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