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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 6

Try as he might, Heero couldn't get the thought of those eyes from his mind. The massage relaxed his body and all too soon he was being summoned back to the stage for the finalé of the show.
Wufei followed him back to the wings, robe, towel and sports drink ever present in his hands and arms. He hadn't questioned Heero any further in regard to the eyes he'd seen and seemed obsessed with; he knew his charge well enough by now to know that questions wouldn't get him anywhere. He sincerely hoped that Heero would either connect with those eyes again during the finalé, or forget about them soon. He couldn't afford to be distracted when performing his act.
All the performers graced the stage once more as the final act took place. In the VIP section, Duo and Hilde continued to enjoy the show. They'd both been thoroughly mesmerized by the acts, the sheer grace and beauty along with the humor and sexual undertones only enhancing their enjoyment.
When the finalé to the show started, Duo could only hope he'd catch a glimpse of that tantalizing man once more. He wasn't disappointed. All the performers came back on stage for the final act, the many bodies – male and female – gyrating and whirling about the stage; but Duo had eyes only for one.
His brain took a hiatus as he dreamily stared and ogled the walking and dancing god. He only hoped he hadn't drooled all over himself. By the time the performers all took their final bows, Duo was completely and utterly smitten.
As he danced around the stage with his fellow performers, Heero's eyes scanned the crowds again, still desperately seeking those eyes from earlier. By the time the routine was finished and they were taking their final bows, he'd still not managed to find them again. The curtain came down and all performers began to leave the stage, Heero with them. His heart felt heavy in his chest, disappointment weighing on his mind that he'd been unable to locate those haunting eyes one last time.
“Heero, if you were meant to find that person, you would have,” Wufei whispered as he draped the robe around Heero's shoulders and did what he could to offer some comfort.
“I know, thanks,” Heero replied and pulled the robe a little tighter around his form before walking with his head down towards his dressing room.
Wufei frowned and followed behind. He'd never seen Heero like this before. The man had never connected with a member of the audience like this. Oh he'd made eye contact with audience members before, managed some subtle flirting and had his fair share of admirers, many women – men too for that matter – were always trying to proposition Heero, but Heero just didn't seem interested. Aside from grabbing bites to eat with Wufei, Heero didn't socialize at all; the man was totally devoted to his career.
Wufei wondered if he should be seriously worried or not.
Back at the dressing room, Heero sat in the chair and reached for the cream he usually applied before taking his shower to make removing the makeup easier.
“Have you forgotten the party already?” Wufei asked, closing the door behind himself and draping the towel over a chair.
“Do I have to go?” Heero all but whined.
“Yes you do,” Wufei replied, already weary of the argument. “You have time for a quick shower first and a touch up of the makeup.”
Heero grunted. “I'm not taking a shower,” he replied petulantly. “If I have to go to this thing then they can have me as I am; sweat, stink and all,” he muttered.
Knowing his charge was just being sulky, Wufei ignored the tone. “As you wish,” he said briskly and picked up the comb to at least sort out some of the tangles from Heero's hair whilst his charge crossed his arms across his chest and continued to sulk.
*
The curtain came down, the lights began to come back on and the theater was a buzz of chatter. People began to get up and leave, all still talking at once about the show, how much they enjoyed it and recounting the many and varied acts they'd seen. Duo and Hilde remained seated, letting it all wash over them as they locked themselves in their own thoughts. Hilde was the first to break the silence.
“That was some show, Duo,” she said and turned to smile at her boss.
“Yeah, you can say that again,” Duo replied, the dreamy look still on his face.
Hilde chuckled. “I can see you really enjoyed a certain act.”
Duo had the decency to blush. “He's just stunning,” he said softly.
“Mmmm, I can agree with you there.” Hilde glanced around the theater to see it was now around half empty. “Shall we?” she said and began to stand.
“I wonder if he will be at the after party?” Duo mused, standing up and joining Hilde in their exit of the theater.
“I hope so,” Hilde snorted. “Maybe once you've met him you'll get over this mooning of yours.”
“I do not 'moon',” Duo growled.
“Then what would you call it?” Hilde teased.
“Appreciating the fine physique, athleticism, grace and beauty of the male form,” Duo responded smugly.
“In other words, mooning and drooling over a gorgeous guy with a hot bod,” Hilde snickered.
Duo shook his head and decided to keep his mouth shut.
As the pair walked back along the aisle towards the exit they were met by one of the ushers. “Mr. Maxwell, Miss Schbeiker, I hope you are going to join us at the after party?” he asked.
“Yes, thank you. We are both looking forward to it,” Duo replied.
“Excellent, I know you will enjoy it. If you would care to come with me, I will escort you to the function room where the party will be getting underway.”
“Thank you,” Duo said and offering Hilde his arm, he followed where the young usher led them.
“May I ask, what did you think of the show? The usher questioned as he led the pair through the foyer and through a door.
“It was exceptional,” Hilde said. “Those performers are so skilled at what they do and the routines were just stunning.”
“Thank you, they spend many hours training, practicing and perfecting their routines.”
“And it shows,” Duo commented. “They were flawless.”
Having walked along a corridor and turned another corner, a set of doors appeared ahead and the usher aimed for them. He opened the doors and motioned for Duo and Hilde to enter. The pair did and found themselves in a large, brightly lit room where several people were milling about. Wait staff moved effortlessly around and through the small crowd, trays of drinks or canapés expertly balanced in their hands.
A waiter stopped and offered the tray of drinks to Duo and Hilde. “Would you care for a drink, sir, madam?”
Hilde eyed off the offered glasses and took a white wine. Duo glanced over the glasses before addressing the waiter. “You wouldn't happen to have a soda at all?”
“Of course, sir. I'll be back in one moment.” The waiter disappeared to fetch the requested drink.
Whilst they waited for Duo's drink to arrive, the pair cast their eyes over the room. There were a few people there, not a large crowd by any means, but enough to fill the area without it becoming too claustrophobic. Within a couple of minutes, the waiter returned and handed Duo his drink, another waiter behind him offering a selection of canapés. Hilde took a couple as did Duo and the pair moved a little deeper into the room.
Some of the people there Duo vaguely recognized as having also been in the VIP section of the audience, others he assumed had either been invited along or had paid extra for the privilege. After a few minutes, some of the cast members began to enter the room and move amongst the gathered guests. Duo couldn't help but notice that most of them still wore their costumes from the show. He was relieved to note though that those female performers that had been in almost nothing during their act were now wearing more than just a G-string, even if their outfits were still on the raunchy and revealing side.
As more and more performers filtered in, Duo couldn't help but hold out hope that the one performer he really wanted to see would come in. So far there was no sign of the man who had danced with the chains.
With Hilde on his arm, Duo found himself moved around the room, exchanging polite words with other guests and several cast members. Despite not having set eyes on the one thing that had captured more than his interest, Duo was enjoying himself. The cast members were polite and friendly, only too happy to chat about the show and their roles within the show.
The 'drag queen' host and the two other hosts of the show appeared and immediately all attention switched to them as they took to the party and began to mingle with the guests. The trio's presence filled the room, the other cast members – whilst still there – faded a little more into the background.
It was not surprising that Duo missed the subtle entrance of the man he'd been longing to see.
*
“You can't put it off any longer,” Wufei stated. “You need to put in an appearance for at least thirty minutes or you could find your contract being terminated.” Wufei hated to bring out the big guns, but Heero was still showing no sign of wanting to move to join the after party.
With a scowl on his face and a grunt in response, Heero shoved himself from his chair and stood up. He spun around, grabbed a black leather vest from where Wufei had placed it and shrugged it on. He glanced in the mirror, noting he was still flushed from his performance even though most of the sweat had dried. He scowled again. “Let's go,” he snapped and aimed for the door.
Sighing, Wufei followed, closing the door behind him and striding out to catch up to his charge. When he did he glanced out the corner of his eye at Heero, knowing the man was already pissed off but needing to know just how much in case he would be needed to keep Heero's tone civil when chatting with the people that would be attending the after party.
“You never know, the person with those eyes could be at the after party,” he said, trying to distract Heero a little.
There was just the slightest hitch to Heero's gait as Wufei's words sank in. No one else would have noticed it, but Wufei did.
“I very much doubt it,” Heero finally said, determined to hang onto his bad mood.
“Stranger things have happened,” Wufei muttered, like you actually being captivated by a pair of eyes, he added silently.
“Hn.” Heero could hear the murmur of voices before he turned the corner of the corridor that would lead him to the function room and party. Sounded like it was already in full swing. He could clearly hear the 'drag queen's' voice and gave a soft sigh of relief. If 'she' was already there then it would make things easier for him. Most of the attention would be on the show's hosts which meant Heero could just fade into the background for his required attendance time.
Wufei opened the door, Heero took a deep breath and managed to school his features into something akin to neutrality and entered the fray.
*
Duo and Hilde stood just to the outside of the group of people currently chatting with 'Rodney', the male host of the show, listening to the story he was currently regaling them with. Listening with half an ear, Duo went to take a sip of his soda and noted the glass was empty. He drew his attention away from the crowd and their host to scan around for a wait person and get a refill. Eyes perusing the room he suddenly froze.
He blinked and stared hard just in case his eyes were deceiving him. Subtly he nudged Hilde. “Tell me I'm not dreaming,” he hissed to her when she scowled at him for the impromptu elbow to her ribs.
“Duo, what are you talking about?” she whispered back.
“Over there,” Duo nodded towards the side of the room. “Isn't that the chain guy?”
Hilde looked in the indicated direction and her eyes widened a touch. She lowered her head and spoke softly. “It's him.”
“Shit! Now what do I do?”
Hilde couldn't help but snicker. Duo gave her a look and she managed to get her mirth under control. “What's wrong with you? You've been mooning over this guy since you first saw the poster, now you have the chance to finally meet him so get your ass over there and say hello.”
“I can't do that!”
“Why not?”
“Errr...”
Hilde rolled her eyes and looked back at the 'chain guy'. He was currently engaged in conversation with some people and looking thoroughly bored – or annoyed. Hilde couldn't settle on which. She happened to look over the people he was talking with and her heart did a funny twist in her chest. There was another man with the chain guy, a dark haired, Asian looking man, with an equally fine physique. Hilde swallowed. “Uh, Duo?”
“Hmmm?” Duo had been secretly watching the performer and trying to scramble his brain into coming up with a way to meet the intriguing creature.
“Who is the dark and handsome one with your god?”
“Eh?” Duo was totally lost.
“The guy standing next to the man of your dreams, the Chinese looking one with the black hair,” Hilde hissed.
“Ah.” Duo managed to drag his eyes away from the object of his desire long enough to take in the man Hilde was talking about. It seemed he was something to do with the performer given his body language Duo surmised. “I have no idea who he is, I don't recall seeing him in the show.” Turning his eyes back to Hilde, Duo's face lit up with a grin. It would seem he wasn't the only one attracted to one of the cast. “Why don't you go over there, introduce yourself and ask him out?” he teased.
“I was waiting for you to make a move towards tall, dark and brooding and I was going to tag along,” Hilde quipped in reply.
“Me?” Duo squeaked. “Why do I have to be the one to make the first move?”
“Because you're the one who was captivated first.”
“Oh no, not this time, Hilde. As they say; Ladies first.”
“What happened to equality?”
“It's still at the airport with the bag carrying,” Duo said innocently.
Hilde snorted. Unfortunately for her, the snort wasn't as quiet as she'd thought and the buzz of conversation in the room decided to drop several volume notches at the same time making the snort quite loud. Blushing to the roots of her hair when several people looked in her direction, Hilde did her best to cover up her little slip.
Doing his best to make polite conversation and not appear irritated with the few people that had cornered him upon his arrival at the after party, Heero also happened to hear the loud snort and immediately his eyes looked up. He spotted a rather nice looking woman blushing madly and then froze. His mouth hung partially open as his eyes locked onto the man standing next to her. The guy raised his own eyes at that point and the pair connected.
Heero felt like he'd been sucker punched. His heart stopped, his breathing also as he continued to simply stare and lose himself in the most beautiful eyes he'd ever seen.
They were the eyes he'd locked with earlier in the evening during his performance.
Duo had also raised his eyes and peered out from under his bangs to see who had heard Hilde snort in amusement. The moment his eyes raised he was pinned by those of the performer and Duo was held captive in that intense gaze.
Wufei happened to notice that Heero wasn't involved in the conversation anymore and turned to look at his charge. He caught the faraway look in Heero's eyes and followed the direction Heero was looking in. A small smile crossed his lips. “Heero?” he whispered.
Heero simply grunted and continued to stare.
“Heero?” Wufei tried again.
Ignoring Wufei completely, Heero continued to lock eyes with the man. Aside from holding the gaze, Heero also managed to take in some of the person attached to those eyes. It was a man, of that there could be no mistake – and what a lovely creature he was.
“Heero?” Wufei called again, a little stronger this time.
“What?” Heero snapped, his eyes never leaving those of the man across the room.
“You're staring,” Wufei said in an amused tone, stating the obvious.
“It's him.”
“Him?” Wufei didn't connect for a moment.
“He's the eyes I saw earlier during the performance.”
“Ah...”
“I have to meet him.” Still locked in a staring contest with the other man, Heero completely ignored everyone and everything around him, moving through the crowd towards the couple. He registered the woman still attached to the man's arm, but it never occurred to him that they could be a couple. He had eyes only for those of the man in the crowd.
“Oh god,” Duo moaned softly as his gaze locked.
Hilde turned to look at her boss, her eyes flickering from Duo to across the room and noting the other man also staring. She gave an amused smile. “Looks like someone else is equally captivated,” she teased.
“He's gorgeous,” Duo sighed.
Still looking from one to the other, Hilde chuckled. “Yep, both totally smitten.”
“Shit! He's coming this way,” Duo squeaked. “What do I do?”
“Act natural?” Hilde grinned, the grin dropping a touch as the performer was almost upon them and she noted the Chinese man was also there.
Wufei followed Heero across the room after making a quick apology to the people they'd been chatting with. “Heero, slow down,” he hissed, but the performer continued to wend his way through, eyes still trained on the object of his interest.
Finally Heero halted, just a couple of feet from the man he still locked eyes with. He extended a hand but maintained the eye contact. “Hello, may I introduce myself? I'm Heero Yuy.”
Duo found his own hand gravitating forward until it was firmly wrapped in the strong, calloused one of the performer. He opened his mouth but no sound came out for a second. He shut it again, swallowed and desperately tried to slow his rapidly beating heart and tried again. Surprisingly his voice came out steady. “It's a pleasure to meet you, Heero. I'm Duo, Duo Maxwell...”
~ * ~
tbc...
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