Cleaning Up

~ October 12, 2002 ~

Page: I need to start writing again. I have writer\'s block for many of the unfinished stories I have currently posted and so this is one on the side that I managed to get through. I hope it\'s decent.

Pairing: 1x2

Archive: At The Sanctuary and Isogasii.com. And sure, If you think it\'s worthy, just ask me.

Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing or the Gundam boys, I merely play naughty with them. So don\'t sue me, please. You won\'t get anything out of it.

Cleaning Up

I hadn\'t seen him for almost half a year. Although I missed him immensely, I knew sitting and pining wasn\'t going to do much. In all honestly I expected to never see him again. As I scraped the last remnants of scrambled eggs off of my plate I couldn\'t fathom what I\'d do if all at once he came trudging back here. I closed my eyes imagining hearing the rustle of the door and the deep accented voice calling my name in question. I smiled... he\'d call my name in question because of the way I\'d ferociously kiss him.

I clicked my tongue. No, that was just a dream. In all reality, I wouldn\'t be able to work my magic the way that everyone else pictures me doing. I\'d blush and stutter and if I know myself as well as I think I do, I\'d fall flat on my face. Ah, the almighty Maxwell charm... the truth is out.

My thoughts went on for quite some time, the hundreds upon thousands of ways I would approach him or he would come to me and we\'d kiss for the very first time. We had always been friends, but everything was rigorously platonic and as you can imagine I both loved and hated it. I snickered, a sudden wave of depression and tiredness washing over me at the thought of all the missed opportunities I had-had and the constant work that took up that time now. Resting my elbows on the table, I began to nod off. I couldn\'t help but be sad even as the fork full of food hovered inches from my mouth.

I vaguely heard the rattle of the door and the creak as it opened and I reveled in the dream I was enduring. If this was how pathetic I was, how I fueled myself to go on... so be it. I no longer worried of jumping at noises that shook my apartment. The war was long over and my paranoia had toned down profusely. I heard a voice; rough and tired query of my name. I twitched in place, disregarding it and flowing back into my dream. But again I heard my name, this time more desperate and my eyes shot open and eggs flew all over the spotless glass table.

I pushed my chair back practically running through the room toward the old creaky door. I stopped dead in my tracks, no doubt rug burning my heels as I halted. The door was cracked open and a bundle of brown hair stuck out from the slightly ajar door.

I couldn\'t hold in my elation, \"Heero?!\"

He opened the door fully stepping in. When he walked through that door scuffing his shoes like he\'d been gone only a few hours, I was further shocked into place. I could barely recognize him. He had blood seeping through every piece of cloth that clung to his body and bruises on his hands and arms. His eyes were half shut and his hair had grown out only a little, yet enough for me to notice a difference. He was breathing hard and I knew he\'d fall soon.

I ran to him and caught him right before he hit the ground, his weight bringing me down with him. His head lay in my lap, the cut at the corner of his brow already drying and scabbing over. I smoothed back his hair.

\"Heero... how did this happen? Who did this?\"

\"Mission went bad.\"

Yeah. No shit it went bad. As I said before, the war was over for me, I was ready to put the past behind or at least tuck it into my braid with all the others memories. Heero on the other hand needed that environment, so he did the Preventers thing. He tried to cold turkey the whole atmosphere and responsibility once before, but it really brought him down and made him even more mean and irate, if that was possible.

\"Don\'t move and stay awake. Let me get some towels and bandages.\" I said, grabbing a nearby couch pillow and lying his head gently on it.

When I came back he was sitting up against the side of my bed. I wanted to scream at him for not listening to me, the stubborn ass. This wasn\'t the time to scold though. Instea rus rushed to him straddling his outstretched legs and got to work on cleaning up his face and body. His eyes were closed and I took advantage of being able to see his gorgeous features up close. I couldn\'t believe him... through all the hell he\'d been through; he still pulled the respect act. I can\'t believe that. Wiping his feet off... what the hell was he thinking? He was practically torn apart.

~*~

It was two days later that he finally woke up. I wouldn\'t let him sleep for a long while that night he came back to me. I talked and made him talk back. It was the only way to keep him awake. Damn near impossible, I tell you. I think I could have slept those two days with him.

But that aside, I have a confession... that night we talked, I kissed him. Yeah. He was slouched against the headboard of my bed. After about the fifth month that he\'d been gone from our apartment, I\'d told him that I thought he\'d never come back, so I had given his bed to the orphanage. His hair covered more of his face than I had noticed before and I instinctively moved it out of his eyes. His look was intense as I sat across from him at the foot of the bed.

\"Well, I take it I shouldn\'t stay.\" Heero said groggily.

\"No, no, you can stay. You still live here Heero, it\'s just I didn\'t hear from you for so long. I don\'t
want to take a bed from an orphan and I can\'t afford a new one...\"

\"Then can\'t we just share this bed?\"

\"What?\"

\"It\'s certainly big enough.\"

\"You\'d share a bed with me?\" I asked, honestly astonished.

Heero nodded. And out of nowhere I pushed forward and kissed him full on the mouth. I didn\'t know where it came from and I had no way of explaining it.

\"Duo, what...?\"

\"Hey, I\'m going to go get ready for bed and get you some clothes from the dryer. It\'s great to have you back, Heero.\" I said, cutting him off and already down the hall and ready to slam my head against the bathroom door. I just hoped that he\'d be too bleary from painkillers to remember the next morning and that for tonight, he\'d still want to share my bed with me.

~*~

He needed a haircut and he needed it bad. Finally the slashes on his body were healing and the bruises were fading. All he needed was a haircut. It was becoming excessively long and though it was his choice, it was nonetheless uneven and full of split ends. I\'m a real bitch when it comes to hair maintenance. It\'s perfectly fine if he doesn\'t want his hair messed with, but he could at least let me make it presentable. As it was, he didn\'t care how his hair looked and didn\'t want to bother with it. I had to persuade him.

Finally, after promising to let him be free of my presence for a day and to run all his errands, he relented and I got him in a seat by the kitchen sink. It started out just like any other trim. I had much experience if I do say so myself with scissors and hair, so Heero hd nothing to worry about. I had the divine pleasure of running my fingers through his hair and watching him relax for the very first time since he\'d been back. Being able to touch him like this, even if it wasn\'t about us maybe getting together... it was making my heart and loins begin to ache. And when Heero murmured, \'That feels good\', I had to stop for a second.

He looked up at me with a weird look in his eyes after a few moments ansmilsmiled and resumed washing his hair in the lukewarm water. Afterward, I grabbed his hand and dragged him to the bathroom. I had him sit on the stool that I had placed there earlier. It was odd how I felt, like on the peak of something, the edge of a cliff...

I walked around him cutting here and there, making ends even and taking my time.

\"So you want it the way it used to be?\" I asked.

\"I don\'t care. Do what you like with it,\" he paused, \"and that means don\'t do anything I\'d shoot you for.\"

\"Like I\'d try. Maybe I should just leave it then and let it grow to my length.\"

Heero snorted, \"That will not be happening.\"

\"Why not?!\" I asked exasperated.

\"I\'d shoot you for that.\"

I shook my head, \"The old way it is.\"

I was just doing the finishing touches when I came around to stand in front of him, his legs casually stretched and crossed at the ankle between mine. I took my hands and spread my fingers through his dark brown locks, the scissors between my thumb and index finger. Making sure both sides were even and his bangs took on the shape they were before was tedious, but I enjoyed it anyway. As I measured looking quickly between the two sides, I caught his eyes watching me. It made me feel nervous and excited at the same time.

I smiled charmingly like I never knew I could with Heero and asked, \"What?\"

\"Nothing.\"

\"You sure?\" I sniffed and smiled wider as his leg began to shake.

\"No.\"

And then Heero was rising up and leaning forward, my scissors on the floor and his lips pressed hotly against mine. It happened just like that. He pushed hardgaingainst my mouth when I didn\'t respond. When I realized, I kissed back spreading his mouth open with my lips. He raised his hands to my face, running his thumb tenderly against my cheek like I never knew he could.
It was perfect. Incredible. Damn near indescribable. The smell of my coconut shampoo and conditioner, off of a freshly groomed Heero was intoxicating. He pulled away and I gripped the sink behind him.

\"Heero.\"

Heero inhaled deeply and stared at me. \"That night I came back and you kissed me, I couldn\'t get the feel of your lips off of mine... it started to fade that morning and I wanted...\"

\"You,\" I laughed, \"I thought you didn\'t remember that.\"

\"I did.\"

He came at me again, his lips nudging my mouth open and him lightly running his tongue along my teeth. I let my hands wander to his hair. One buried deep in its rich thickness and the other at the nape of his neck. Mmm... his hair.

\"Heero...hmmph... your hair. I need to finish it.\"

\"Later.\"

\"But then I\'ll have to start all over again.\" I said.

\"Aa. My point exactly.\"

\"O-oh.\"

~*~

It\'s not completely clear... every single little detail I wish I remembered. The many things that were going on and the many feelings that coincided with that just shut my senses down. I can remember however, never once in the beginning did Heero let go of my hands. They stayed firmly planted on either side of my head. I remembered him spreading his fingers along my arms to get there, and how I shivered as he touched a particular tender spot on the underside of my arm.

His hot skin as rubbed against mine. Nipples and groins brushing harshly, throwing a deeper erotic and lusty feel to it all. His breath was hot in my ear, ragged puffs that made me harder.

\"More...please can I...?\" I said.

\"You don\'t need to ask...\" Heero replied as he slid down my body, trailing his tongue along my stomach.

God, if this is what they taught him at Preventers headquarters, save me a seat. No... maybe Heero was just a good lover. A very good lover. I remember the sound he maden aen as he took me into his mouth. It sounded like me every time I got a hold of pizza. He dragged our intertwined fingers along the sheets, pulling our hands so that the back of mine glided up against his shoulder blades. Mmm... I think I almost came when he guided my hand into his hair and left it there for me to tangle and pull on. I don\'t know why I remembered that so well, maybe because it was such an unusual and hot move on Heero\'s part.

I had taken advantage of that position, pushing his head down more and thrusting up faster as i tried to get the sweet torture to end. I had to. I was so hard.

\"Yes...\" I hissed, thighs tightening.

My eyes opened wide, when I had felt the warmth over my shaft gone and the absence of a body.

\"Heero. Get back here!\"

A grunt.

I reached for my aching cock then. Not sure whether to take his grumble as \'I\'ll be right there\' or \'when I\'m ready\'. I moaned as my hand surrounded my erection. It didn\'t feel as good as Heero\'s mouth, but it was something. Just when I really started getting into it, I heard a growl and the next thing I knew Heero had my hand pinned against the pillow. He took over and stroked me leisurely as if he had all the time in the world. As if I wasn\'t going to explode any minute now from the seductive way he ran his thumb around the head of my cock occasionally flicking the slit. As if I wouldn\'t die from the way he swirled the pre-cum around and made appreciative noises at the way I lolled my head back and forth.

Through it all I never really paid much attention to his lubricated fingers as they entered my body stoking the fires from within me. Probably because he was over me kissing along my jaw, trailing up to my mouth. I didn\'t know where that action in Heero came from and I wasn\'t too sure whether what was had happened was because he really wanted me or because of the lust he felt for a warm body. In any case, all doubts flew out of my head when he slowly pushed his way into me. My body only slightly resisted with the delicious onslaught that he had previously made on my electrified skin.

I can remember seeing his face as he held still in me, allowing me to adjust to his girth. He was hovering over me, his face a few inches from mine, letting just about every good feeling he felt wash over his eyes in a glaze and a swoop of his lips.

\"I think that... you... make me feel...\" he said in a harsh whisper.

I couldn\'t say anything. All I did was groan loudly and roll my hips. He took a deep breath and
pulled out slowly, just as slowly pushing back in. One leg was pulled over his shoulder and the other wrapped around his waist of its own accord, slightly brushing his tightened ass. It was just the way I\'d always hoped it would have been. I felt like I was connecting with someone that I\'d known I was supposed to be with all my life. Who I\'d adored since I\'d known him...

\"Faster... please.\" I said, at the exact same time he began to up his pace.

\"Duo, I told you... you didn\'t have to ask...\" Heero said as he started to pound harder into me, making me grab the headboard and rattle along with it.

He lifted my leg to match its other over his shoulder and the movement gave him the perfect angle to hit that spot inside me. It didn\'t take long after that, every thrust was met by me, eager and needy. I only needed his hand on my hard, neglected cock to make me reach the euphoria that we both wanted so badly. When he granted me that, pumping all about three rough times, I arched my back exploding all over the space between us. I remember I forced my eyes open as to watch the beauty above me as I clenched my inner muscles. Heero groaned almost as loud as I did, I\'m sure and shot hot stream after stream inside of me. I moaned myself at the feeling that Heero had filled me.

We lay there, limbs intertwined, breath hard and short. He waited a while to pull out of me and I winced at the sensitivity when he did, but all bad feelings were forgotten when he once more reached for my hands, lacing our fingers together. He raised himself over me, letting his eyes pierce me and his bangs tickle my nose. I smiled.

\"Look at this mess.\" I said, as I detached one of our laced fingers and ran them through his hair.

\"Aa.\"

\"I put a lot of work into you, Heero.\"

\"Yes you did.\"

\"And now we have to do it all over again.\"

\"Okay. Whatever we need to do.\"

\"It looked and smelled really good... and now... I need it slick and soft.\"

Heero looked at me odd. Like one of those puppy dogs that try to understand what you say to them. It was then that I realized that we were talking about two different things. I was talking about his hair... I take it you can figure out what he was getting at.

I laughed and ruffled his hair, bringing him down for a sloppy sweet kiss. After all, I figured I\'d be the one thinking dirty thoughts. As I shook my head, he settled down, pulling me to his chest. I remember thinking, out of all the possibilities, I didn\'t think up the one that actually happened. And I realized I was really happy that I didn\'t... I don\'t think any other one would have ended quite as well. I shifted and threw half of my body flush against Heero who was holding me tight.

I eyed the shampoo bottle across the room, set open on the table. Soon, my eyes became heavy and my last thought bored itself through my brain... yep, wouldn\'t trade this for the world.

~ Owari ~

Note: Lemme know what you think. I personally didn\'t think it was great... it be neat to get positive feedback or even negative, because that means you agree with me on the suckiness of the story... see? Either way I win, as long as you gimme reviews! *smiles*