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: Anal,Angst,AR,H/C,Lang,M/M,OC,Oral,Violence,WAFF,WIP,Yaoi

Pairings: 1x2


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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 9

“Come on, babe, we need to go see Simon,” Heero said, getting out of bed and reaching for Duo's hand.

“He hasn’t wanted to see me for ages. What’s up, I wonder? Our jobs have all gone perfectly, haven’t they?” Duo asked, following Heero into the bathroom.

“He didn’t say. He just wants me to bring you in right away,” said Heero, adjusting the water temperature on the shower, while Duo pinned up his hair, not wanting to take the time to wash and dry it. They showered quickly, although Heero took advantage of having a wet, slippery Duo close to make love to him again, leaving a new hicky on the back of Duo's neck. Heero seemed to love to leave marks on him, although they could be hard to hide when Duo had to work. Still, Duo didn’t discourage him. After that brief indulgence, they hurried to make up for the extra time spent, Heero driving them to the headquarters building.

When they saw Lady Une, she hurriedly directed them into a small room to wait until she could send them up to Simon’s office. It was all working to make a very nervous, jumpy Duo. He started to pace around the small room. Finally Heero grabbed him, pulled him into his lap and started to kiss him, holding his head with both hands when Duo struggled. Duo eventually relaxed and Heero wrapped his arms around him. Duo rested his head against Heero’s.

“Sorry, 'Ro. This has me all worked up. I don’t like surprises,” said Duo.

“I know,” said Heero, stroking his hand down Duo's back. “We’ll find out what’s up soon enough, babe.”

“Ummm…” Duo sighed and closed his eyes.

~*~

“Mr Yuy, you can go up now, Simon is ready. He apologizes for the wait,” said Lady Une, opening the door to the room the two sat in. Then she nodded towards Duo. “Mrs Yuy.”

Duo jumped up like a coiled spring released and Heero grabbed his hand to keep him from sprinting off.

“Thank you, Lady Une,” said Heero with a smile.

The lift seemed to take forever and Duo threw himself into Heero's arms with a moan. He really didn’t handle stress very well. The doors opened on them, with Heero trying to comfort his distraught Duo.

“Heero, Duo,” said Simon with what was clearly a sigh of relief. “I’m glad to see that you got here so quickly. Please, come in, have a seat. Mr Winner won’t be with us today. He is out of the country on business at the moment.” Simon looked a bit haggard.

The three sat, Duo on the edge of the couch, Heero's hand clutched in his tightly.

“I don’t know of an easy way to put this,” said Simon, “so I’ll just be blunt. Heero, we want you to move Duo back into the manse. There have been indications of threats made against him, and it is more easily defendable with less civilian involvement. We have a car waiting to take him there as soon as this meeting is over.”

“Threats? To Duo?” Heero asked quickly.

“He’s been noticed. We knew that would happen as soon as the underworld found out that Mrs Heero Yuy was back in the market. He’s a valuable commodity, our Duo. Many people believe, wrongly, that whoever controls Duo Maxwell controls Heero Yuy. We know that not to be the case, though a lot of unscrupulous people would like to have gotten their hands on him, but it was W.E.I. who came out ahead in that aspect of the game.” Simon smiled. “Now we have to protect him. We don’t want to lose something so rare and beautiful.”

Duo could only sit open mouthed. Him? Valuable? Used to control Heero? Sought after by the underworld? In danger?

“No, we certainly don’t want to lose him,” Heero agreed. Heero put a protective arm around his lover. He would do anything to ensure the safety of his giddy lover. He looked attentively at Simon.

“Good. We’ll send him to the manse where we can guard him properly. Master Quatre has Trowa for his bodyguard, he’s brilliant and lethal, and your good friend Chang WuFei has agreed to join our forces for the time being. With the three of you on the inside, our two boys should be very well protected,” said Simon. “There will be agents outside of the manse’s walls, but none inside the house itself. They shouldn’t be able to breech our exterior defenses, so we should be able to take the terrorists out before they could possibly reach the house itself. I’m sorry, Mrs Yuy, you are going to have to be the bait for our trap, but rest assured they will not get anywhere near you.”

“This driver, do you trust him?” asked Heero.

“I should hope so. It’s your friend, WuFei. We trusted no one else,” replied Simon.

“Good,” said Heero, “because there’s no way I’d leave Duo alone with anyone I don’t know. Even though he can defend himself, and quite admirably, too, I don’t want him to have to.”

“So, if this sounds alright to you, we’ll get started now. The car is waiting, Mrs Yuy, and we’ll escort you down to the carpark in our private lift. Then I have a special assignment for Mr Yuy. He won’t leave you alone for long,” Simon explained to Duo. “All three of the others have special assignments that are critical to this job. Duo, I’d like you to try to keep Master Quatre calm. And please, make him sleep in his own bed while Trowa is away. He’s a big boy now.”

Duo laughed somewhat nervously, still feeling stunned from hearing the initial news of the death threats, and allowed the two men to escort him to the private limo that was waiting. Heero kissed him long and deep, then whispered sweet words into his ear before locking him into the car. He stood and watched the car with his beloved Duo drive away with a cold knot of fear growing in his belly.

“You’re sure this is going to work? He won’t get hurt?” asked Heero.

“Like clockwork,” replied Simon. “Trust in Trowa. My son is the best, well, next to you, but I need you for bigger things. Trust me, Heero, I’d not do anything to endanger your Duo.”

~*~

Duo had tried to look brave for Heero, but now that he was in the car, and Heero was not beside him, he started to break down.

“Hey, Duo,” said WuFei softly from the driver’s seat. “Don’t worry, you’ll be alright. We’re not going to let anything happen to you. You’re one of our own. We’re going to take care of you.”

“Thanks, WuFei,” said Duo with a timid smile. “It’s just, being apart from him, I’m so afraid. It’s like those three years all over again. I was alone and scared all of the time, and then I finally found him again. I don’t want to lose him a second time.”

“You’re not going to lose Heero Yuy. I’ve worked with him. There’s no one better. You’ve got yourself one good guy there,” said WuFei, reassuringly.

“Yeah, I know. It took me awhile, but I finally figured it out,” said Duo. Then Duo hesitated before asking “so, you and Heero were… close?”

“He fucked me twice, if that’s what you’re asking,” said WuFei, calmly. “There was nothing between us. There is nothing between us. We’re just good friends. He’s all yours. He was only ever yours. I could feel that when he slept with me. His heart wasn’t in it. It was just physical relief with a friend.”

“Thanks,” said Duo, then the two fell silent for the rest of the ride to the manse, each lost in their own thoughts.

WuFei delivered Duo safely to the house shared by the young men, and just before they pulled up, he gave Duo one last bit of information.

“By the way, Quatre doesn’t know anything about death threats and terrorists. All he knows is that Heero and I have to go out on a top secret mission for the company and that Heero asked me to bring you by so that you wouldn’t be lonely while he was away. Simon didn’t want Quatre to get all worked up, so if you don’t mind?” asked WuFei.

“No, no problem. Thanks for telling me. So, should I act jealous?” Duo joked.

“Only if it makes you feel better. Quatre knows how it was with Heero and me. I wouldn’t come on to Heero during a mission, and hell, with something like you waiting for him at home, Heero would be crazy to even think about anyone else.” WuFei smiled in the mirror at Duo. “If I had someone like you waiting for me at home in bed, it would even make me think about being gay.”

Duo laughed and when he got out and WuFei had walked him to the door, he put his arms around the young Chinese man and kissed him warmly, WuFei allowing the boy the comforting physical contact he seemed to crave.

“Thank you so much for taking care of my Heero for me,” said Duo, and he left the young man with a glowing smile.

‘Yuy is one lucky bastard,’ thought WuFei. ‘I wonder if he knows just what a fantastic thing he really has in that little violet eyed boy. I hope he takes good care of him.’

~*~

Duo ran down the hall and into Heero's room, throwing himself face down into Heero's bed. The ghost of their first meeting still lingered there, the scent of himself strongly overlaid with that of Heero Yuy and just a faint trace of gun powder residue. It comforted him, while making him feel lonely at the same time. Then he sat up, preparing himself mentally for what was to come.

Duo pulled out his gun, checked it carefully and shoved it up under the pillow once more, along with one of his razor sharp knives. The other knife he kept on himself, along with a Glock 19 that Heero had given him just before they had parted. It was one that Duo had often seen Heero carry as a back up in the past, a smaller version of the modified Glock 23 that Heero favored, and now it was his. He treasured this small gift from Heero more than if it had been the finest diamond that Heero could purchase. He rubbed it against his cheek, then stashed it away on himself, laying back down with a sigh.

Now to finally meet and talk to the mysterious Quatre Rabara Winner that he had heard so much about.

~*~

Quatre was annoyed, to say the least. Trowa had informed him just this morning that he had something very important to attend to this evening, but wouldn’t say what, and that, no, there was no way Quatre could come with him because, to add insult to injury, Heero and WuFei had some huge mission to attend to for Simon and Heero had requested that Duo come and stay at the manse so that he wouldn’t be lonely while Heero was gone. So great, now he had to baby-sit Heero's temperamental lover/wife/whatever.

It was grossly unfair. He and Trowa always did everything together, no matter what it was. But Trowa had said no; Heero had asked and how could they refuse and besides, hadn’t Quatre said that he’d like to get to know Duo a little better? And what a great opportunity this was, after all. So, yes, Quatre was in a bit of a snit and feeling just a bit resentful.

But he could hear Duo in Heero's old room, so he figured that there was no time like the present to take the plunge, so to speak, with the elusive Mrs Heero Yuy. He had to admit, even if it was only to himself, that he really was curious about the man that Heero called his wife, and who had managed to keep the evasive Heero Yuy faithful to himself. He really did want to find out more about him and their relationship with each other, so perhaps this wasn’t such a bad thing. He buried his feelings and went to seek out Duo.

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Quatre peeked his head into Heero's room.

“Ah, hi, I’m Quatre,” he said. “We didn’t really get much of a chance to talk before Heero whisked you away from here.”

“Duo,” Duo replied with a big smile, rising up from Heero's bed like some kind of a heavenly vision. “Yeah, things happened kind of fast, didn’t they? Heero doesn’t waste any time when he makes up his mind about something. So, I’ve heard a lot about you. It’s nice to finally get a chance to meet and talk. And thanks for having me here while Heero's away, I hate being alone.”

“I’m glad you’re here,” replied Quatre, sincerely. “I was just going to fix an early dinner. Are you hungry?”

“Always,” Duo replied. “Can I help? I’m not too good in the kitchen, but if you tell me what you need me to do, I’d be glad to lend a hand.”

“Great. I was going to make up some pasta and a salad,” said Quatre. “If that sounds alright with you?”

“Sounds good to me, I’m easy. Lead the way,” said Duo, smiling warmly. This was going good, so far. Quatre seemed like a nice boy. Duo felt that they would get along well.

They didn’t talk a whole lot while preparing the simple dinner, Quatre not sure where to start and Duo content to wait for whatever was to come. When they finally sat down to eat, Quatre decided to just go for it.

“So, Duo, you’ve been together with Heero since you were fourteen?” he asked.

“Constantly, except for the last three years, and that wasn’t through choice,” replied Duo.

“You, ah, met, ah…” Quatre started.

“No. Let’s say it like it really was. I was given to him, when I was fourteen. I was his possession,” said Duo flatly. “Still am.”

“That’s… that’s slavery! That’s wrong,” Quatre protested.

“It may be wrong, but tell that to the hag that bought me and my sister from the scum that my whore of a mother hooked up with. I was bought and paid for by the guild and given to Heero Yuy. I belong to him, end of story,” said Duo.

“That must have been hard, being sold by your family,” said Quatre sadly.

“I got fed at least once a day and didn’t get beaten too often, and they took great pains to keep me a virgin,” said Duo between bites.

“Kept you a virgin? Why?” Quatre asked.

“A virgin boy, taught to please a man in bed? Big bucks when he’s ready to be sold. Except I wasn’t keen on learning. I didn’t want any man crawling all over me, slobbering on my body. Still, they tried,” Duo shrugged.

“But, you and Heero?” Quatre frowned.

“I think they were just about ready to give up on me when the guild master showed up. Treize and Zechs seemed to think I was just what they wanted. That’s how I ended up with Heero. At least he was young and good looking,” said Duo flippantly, finishing off his salad.

“So, it was you and Heero right from the start? I mean, you know…” Quatre blushed.

“Sex? No, Heero never touched me like that. We slept together, stayed together 24/7, mostly for my protection, and Zechs and Noin taught us our ‘trade’. But sex, no. We’d jerk each other off occasionally, but that was just normal boy stuff,” said Duo, taking his plate to the sink and rinsing it.

“So when did you finally, well, you said you were his wife?” Quatre asked.

“About eight months after they gave me to him. Treize decreed that it was time, Heero took my virginity and they married us the next day. He didn’t touch me again for almost two years,” said Duo and his look said that he didn’t want to talk about his love life any longer.

“So, want to watch a movie?” Quatre asked, changing the subject as Duo wanted. “I like romantic comedies, but Trowa hates them. He only watches them with me 'cos he says it makes me…” Quatre blushed again.

“Yeah, a movie would be nice,” said Duo, choosing to ignore the sexual reference.

They settled in the front room and Quatre started the movie. They watched in a companionable silence, enjoying each other’s company. The movie was nearing the end when Duo felt his phone vibrate and checked it. A text from Heero.

‘What are you doing?’ (Heero)

‘Watching a movie.’ (Duo)

‘Oh. Don’t stay up too late.’ (Heero)

‘Ok. I miss you.’ (Duo)

But there was no reply. Duo went back to watching the movie. The first one ended, and Quatre asked him if he’d like to watch a second one, and not wanting to go back to Heero's cold, empty bed just yet, he agreed. Quatre went to make some popcorn while Duo chose the next movie.

About a third of the way through the second movie Duo's phone vibrated again.

‘What are you doing?’ (Heero)

‘Watching another movie.’ (Duo)

‘How much longer?’ (Heero)

‘Bout a half hour. Why?’ (Duo)

‘You need to go to bed.’ (Heero)

‘I’m not a kid, you know.’ (Duo)

‘I know. Go to bed after this movie.’ (Heero)

‘Don’t be so bossy. I don’t like it.’ (Duo)

‘I don’t care. Go to bed. Now!’ (Heero)

‘No. I’m watching a movie.’ (Duo)

‘Duo. NOW. Do it.’ (Heero)

‘Bastard. Fuck you.’ (Duo)

‘Don’t push it, Duo.’ (Heero)

‘I’ll go after the movie is over.’ (Duo)

‘Fine. See that you do.’ (Heero)

Duo sat steaming. He was so damned pushy sometimes. He was still the master and Duo the possession, no matter what he said. But in the end, Duo bent to his will. Duo would always bend submissively. That was just a fact of their lives. Duo bent to Heero's will.

“What’s wrong, Duo?” Quatre asked, seeing him not paying attention to the movie.

“Heero's trying to send me to bed,” he said, trying to make a joke of it.

“Oh. They sure can be bossy,” said Quatre, sliding closer to Duo, snuggling up next to him. They went back to the movie, but Duo was keenly aware of the warm body up against his. Then he felt Quatre's hand on his stomach, rubbing gently, and moving up towards his chest. Duo could feel the heat starting in his groin and knew he had to stop it, now.

“Quatre,” he said, turning his face down to the blonde’s, but the boy’s open mouth caught his and Quatre pushed him back on the couch, suddenly becoming aggressive, the kiss deepening as Quatre's tongue invaded Duo's mouth.

Duo pushed him back, panting and sat up.

“We can’t do this, Quatre,” Duo said, an edge of panic in his voice.

“Please come to bed with me,” whispered Quatre. “I’d like to sleep with you tonight, make love with you.”

“No. This can’t be happening. You don’t know Heero. You don’t know how he really is,” said Duo. “Even you kissing me…”

“It would just be between us. Heero and Trowa don’t need to know. We don’t even have to make love. Just sleep with me. I don’t want to be alone tonight,” said Quatre, his blue eyes glazed with lust, giving lie to his words as he kissed Duo on the neck. “I just want to be with you.”

“Heero would kill me,” said Duo.

“No, he wouldn’t. I wouldn’t let him,” said Quatre, pushing Duo back gently. “Besides, Heero wouldn’t do that.”

“The first time another man ever touched me, we were on a job. When we got finished, Heero beat the shit out of me and told me that if I ever let another man touch me again, he would kill me. And that was a promise he made to me. He said I belonged to him alone, and that I had better not ever forget it,” said Duo grimly, pushing Quatre off of himself again. “It took quite a while for the bruises on my face to go away. The master and Zechs were pissed, but Heero didn’t care. He defied even them, when it came to me.”

“He’d really… he really did that to you? Beat you?” asked Quatre, shocked, letting Duo push him away.

“He did. And that’s what he said, and I chose to believe him. He is a trained killer, after all,” said Duo, bluntly. Then his phone vibrated.

‘If you’re done making out, go to bed. Alone.’ (Heero)

“Ah, I got to go to bed, Quatre, and you should, too,” said Duo abruptly, jumping up off of the couch, fear in his eyes and he fled the living room, leaving a shocked and bewildered Quatre behind.

‘We’ll talk about this when I get in.’ (Heero)

Duo didn’t answer.

‘Duo?’ (Heero)

‘What?’ (Duo)

‘You shouldn’t have done that.’ (Heero)

‘I know. I’m sorry, Heero.’ (Duo)

‘We’ll talk, later. Go to bed. And wear something.’ (Heero)

Duo blushed at the last message and rummaged through Heero's drawers until he found a comfortable pair of sweats to slip on over his boxers, then slid into Heero's empty bed. He could smell Heero's scent and it was almost enough to drive him crazy, but he finally managed to doze off, his phone in his hand under his pillow, next to his guns.

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