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My Other Lover	By : Category: Gundam Wing/AC > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1181 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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- 1-My Other Lover
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Chapter contributed by : Schwertlilie

Duo takes another look at the boy laying beside him, half hidden under cheap motel sheets. Taking a drag off the cigarette hanging delicately between his first and middle fingers, he idly plays with the idea of waking the other up to have another go. But its getting late into the night�early into the morning actually. Besides, he�d taken the boy for the ride of his life. Had passed out from the last round in fact, with Duo still nestled tightly inside him. He smiles bitterly. His other lover would never have given him control like that, but then Duo had never wanted it. True, he didn�t mind being uke of semi, but with Him�he couldn�t help the submissiveness that took hold of him like his other lover would when they tangled together in pleasure. Taking one last long puff the violet eyed boy flicks the wasted filter perfectly into the trash and removes himself from the bed without making a sound or movement. He wasn�t an infamous Gundam Pilot for nothing. What was the point of being a born thief and master infiltrator by nature if you couldn�t slip away from a one night stand without being detected?

Gathering his clothes and a few items he takes out some money and sets it beside a scrawled note reading �For my part of the bill -D-�, so the boy wouldn�t get the wrong idea. ( They�d gotten into the mini bar and in their passion and more than semi-intoxication had broken not a few pieces of furniture and glass around the room.) He doesn�t bother making himself presentable, he could avoid most anyone and people tended not to wander around in a place like this idly.

The warm air in the deep morning has the boy shucking his jacket, content in just the small vest that had come away with its own battle scars. Deciding to take the back way to the safe house its not long before the only sound around the boy is the crunching of dirt under his boots and inorganic noise of cars far on a main highway. It�s an hour walk from the motel to the safe house in the middle of the woods, he had a lot of time to think. Slipping another cancer stick from a squashed pack, Duo begins to think over the last few months.

He and his �other lover�, one Heero Yuy (that�s right, Mr. Ice Prince Extraordinaire) had been involved for about five months. Had started with a stupid fucking fight that led to a wrestling match that had led to clothes being torn off, lips crushing together and skin rubbing frantically against sweat covered skin. From there it always seemed to start with a dance. A provocation of anger and will, seeing which one could make the other the most upset, which one would break first. Eventually they would both break and go at each other like rabid animals. It was exciting, it was sexy and Duo had let it go too far.

If Solo ever told him one fucking thing it was don�t get involved too deep. With Anyone. Well shit, he�d passed that with the stoic boy a long time ago. He should have known better when his fascination with those deep blue eyes, that wiry muscled body, that dark shock of chocolate messy hair had turned into an obsession. He�d find himself purposely making fun of the boy, pushing him, taunting him into a reaction. Anything that would get him a look, a feeling, a word, a gesture from his coolly composed companion.

Somewhere along the way his obsession had given way to a respect. The way the other boy moved with such grace, composed without the bat of an eye. It grew to a like born of understanding; because along with Heero�s almost flawless existence was such an innocence, forced on him from lack of anything resembling a normal childhood life. Much like Duo�s had been. Completely different and eerily alike. When they�d begun to spar with each other in a completely different way, well�his feelings had taken a drastically dangerous turn.

He should have known better. He should have fucking known better!

Flicking away the half finished cigarette he feels his head begin to clear in the open air. He shouldn�t have let himself get that inebriated last night. It wasn�t as if he�d been completely shit-faced half on the toilet half down your throat sloshed, but enough to dull the pain for a while. Now that everything seems to almost be out of his system he realizes it would have been a good idea to grab a shower, covered as he was in the grime and grit of last night�s exertions. He considers for a second going back to the room, but he doesn�t have a key and really doesn�t want to wake�what was his name? Ian? Yeah. Ian had been good; real, real good, but Duo doesn�t want it to go past what it already had.

It wasn�t like it was his first one night stand, but it was his first since he�d begun the fucked up situation with Heero. Yeah, if you couldn�t tell yet he was head over heels, call the church, up the tree and down the river, over the mother fucking moon in love with Mr. I�m Such A Goddamned Bastard I Don�t Give A Fuck If I break My Pseudo Lover�s Heart.---Not that Heero had an inkling of how he felt�Running a shaking hand through his wind swept bangs Duo sighs. It wasn�t Heero�s fault he felt this way. He�d thought at one point Heero wouldn�t be doing these things if he didn�t feel something too, right?

Wrong! More completely wrong than he�d ever been in his life, about anything. The thing was, they hadn�t claimed to be exclusive and that fact had been made so god damn clear yesterday Duo was still blinded by the clarity.

Yesterday he�d gotten to the safe house from a mission early, much earlier than had been expected. He was suppose to scout a building for two weeks, but he�d been able to get the information and the place busted up in eight days. He�d been feeling good and on a happy high. He knew Trowa, Quatre and Wufei were scheduled to be gone a couple of days before his designated home time. He and Heero didn�t have a scheduled school mission for three weeks and that meant they had a lot of expected time to get reacquainted. Duo couldn�t wait. Looking back he almost, almost wishes now that the mission would have lasted a lot fucking longer. But he knew in his right mind-whichever one that fucking was-that this needed to come out in front of him.

When he�d arrived at the house it was around 7:00PM. He knew the guys wouldn�t have gotten the message he�d completed his mission and some of them were getting up later that night, so he tried not to make too much noise if a couple of them were trying to get some sleep. He�d noticed the truck was gone; obviously some of them had gone to the city. He�d set down his bags and not finding any of his co-conspirators went to the kitchen to make a sandwich. A loud thump from the bedroom above him had his gun in his hand and half eaten breakfast falling to the counter. Knowing it was better to be safe than sorry, he moved as only a person born and bred using stealth as survival could, he found himself outside a half open door. Well, he�d found two of the others.

Heero had had on only his black spandex shorts, pinning down the equally undressed form of one Chang Wuifei. Duo�s heart had been pounding madly, sickeningly caught in the sight of his �lover� shoving his tongue down the black haired boy�s throat. Their hands had been running and tangling over each other�s bodies in a way that made the breath in Duo�s throat catch so painfully he�d begun to feel dizzy. Backing away from the sight, the braided boy had made his way down the stairs and out the door with only his wallet in tow. He�d passed the other two coming inside laden with bags. One of them had caught him by the arm and their lips were moving, but Duo�s ears were ringing too loudly and his eyes had involuntarily flicked up to the window�on the other side�That was when he�d wrenched his arm from the grasp and run. They�d called out to him, but he knew if he stopped he�d break.

When he�d gotten into the city he found the right store to buy the things he knew he�d need. He�d seen a night club on his way in. One of those real exclusive ones that only let in the people that either had the money, or moved right and dressed to kill. He�d gone to the motel and gotten the room to get ready. He had no choice then but to think about what he�d seen, trying to ignore the clenching in his chest and what it meant. New memories had come to kill while he�d skillfully applied black liquid liner:

It was before the two of them had gotten together that one night he hadn�t been ale to sleep and slipped to the kitchen, just in time to see the Asian teens coming in from the hanger. Neither had looked nor spoke to each other as they made their ways to separate rooms.

A picture of a furiously blushing Wufei and Heero coming out of a room Quatre had just walked into came to mind. Heero and Duo had been together.

All the tech meetings with just the two of them. FUCK!!!!!! Why hadn�t he noticed??*sigh*, because he�d been too blinded. He�d let it go too fucking far. Heero was just experimenting, trying to make up for his lack of sex education or some shit like that. And Duo had thought�

He�d gotten into the club easily. One look at his tight butter-soft leather pants, slim shimmering vest hidden in folds of a full length black leather overcoat, his face accented in liner and make-up that highlighted his luminous, exotic eyes and the bouncer had waved him right in past the hundreds of people waiting. He�d gotten many looks and even more offers. He�d taken up some. Hell, a few of them had been worth it.

Along the way a substance had been passed to him and he�d tasted a little. Pure cocaine. He�d taken some knowing he wouldn�t get addicted so easily. Early on in his life Solo had taught him how to get around addiction, it had been really hard but well worth it. With the edge taken off he�d gotten really into the music, the incandescent lighting, the grinding bodies around him. All of them trying to be part of the aura the boy had been creating. Glitter had seemed to float around him as he swayed, a thousand beautiful thoughts and sights drifting in the desire ridden air.

He�d chosen his night companion not by his looks, though conventionally he was prettier than even Heero, but because of the hidden fear in his eyes as he was approached, Duo pushing his way through adoring hands and pulling the boy in, fitting him perfectly against his body. Ian had been a virgin (that much was easy to tell) and Duo had felt like a wolf. Exactly what he had needed. Maybe he�d thought by coming so close to that innocence, an innocence he couldn�t remember, that somehow it might soothe the pain. But in the end: after the drugs, the dancing, the ego boosting, the alcohol, the overwhelming sense of lust and mind blowing sex�his heart had remained in pieces. Torn apart in a sea of sapphire blue.
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