Wing no Kusabi -A GW/Ai no Kusabi Fusion part 1 ---------------------------------- Heero twitched aside the sheer curtains and propped himself up against the window, interest piqued by the slender boy weaving his way through the midday throng in the street below. Amused cobalt eyes followed the quick, darting movements of the boy's hands, respect for the boy's skill growing as he saw them eagerly and stealthily divest the elite of their heavy wallets. His eyes lingered on the boy's long hair, kept out of the way in a neat little braid that mimicked its owner's graceful motions. Who WAS that boy? He pressed closer to the glass as the boy leaped with feline grace onto the hood of a parked car across the street, curling his long legs under him. The little thief's hand reached out to grasp the end of that fascinating braid, bringing it to brush against his smiling lips. Heero felt a sudden stirring in his groin that no Pet(1) show, however exotic, had ever elicited. He decided then and there that he WOULD get to know this creature, and soon. Ninmu ryoukai. * * * * * Duo, known on the streets as Shinigami, speculatively eyed the Blondie(2) that had just emerged from the building across the street. He'd never attempted to steal from one of their kind before....he wondered if they were truly as superior as everyone said. Dare he try his skills on that one? The violet-eyed boy mulled that one over for about five seconds before shrugging and deciding to go for it. He'd never been one to resist a challenge. He suddenly grinned. Wufei would kill him if he knew what he was planning now. Fortunately for him, his pairing partner(3) was nowhere in sight. He hopped off the car he was perched on and sauntered over in the Blondie's general direction. As he passed the taller man, his hand reached out to dip in the man's pocket. His whole body jerked to a halt as an incredibly strong hand clamped over his. His head came up, surprised eyes meeting calm blue ones. "What do you think you're doing?" the Blondie asked curiously, not letting go of his hand. "What do you think I'm doing?" Duo snorted, rolling his eyes, bravado kicking in in the face of danger. An amused glint entered the other man's eyes. "I see." Much to the boy's amazement, the Blondie dropped his hand, making as if to leave. Duo blinked. "I see?" That was it? "You're not gonna do anything else?" he asked in disbelief. His victim-turned-something else cocked his head. "Like what?" "Aren't you gonna try to haul me off to the police or something?" he asked suspiciously. The Blondie shrugged. "Did you want me to?" "Hell, no!" Duo retorted. He smirked. "Hn, then that's that, isn't it?" He turned away, walking off down the street. The boy stared at his retreating back. What the hell?!? Then his eyes narrowed. He didn't need any favors from a Blondie! "Hold it!" he cried, running after the blond man. He came to a stop in front of him, glaring into those cobalt eyes. "I've made it a point never to owe anyone anything, not even if that someone is an elite from Tanagura." An eyebrow arched up. "So?" Duo was beginning to feel nervous -- Those eyes! They look so....HUNGRY. He shivered. -- but he had always stuck by his principles; he wasn't going to start violating them now. "Follow me. I don't got a car, so you'll hafta walk." Spinning around, he started off, painfully aware of the taller man following closely behind. What had he gotten himself into now? * * * * * Heero trailed after the slender boy, lulled into satisfied complacency by the hypnotic swaying of that long chestnut braid. He didn't know what he was doing here, consorting with a mongrel(4) and actually ENGINEERING their little encounter, but he didn't much care. Something about this just felt RIGHT somehow....and he was always one for following his feelings.(5) * * * * * Duo unlocked the door to his apartment, nervously ushering his guest in. Muttering an excuse, he strode into the kitchen, getting himself a bottle of stout(6) to shore up his rapidly waning courage. The Blondie, he noted sourly, had made himself at home on his couch. He couldn't help but envy the other's cool and collected manner. He walked over to stand in front of the Blondie, hands jammed into his pockets. "Just so you know, I'm only doing this to pay back my debt." The other man leaned back, looking amused. "So you're planning to pay me back with your body? That's just like a mongrel." Duo flushed, anger and embarrassment coursing through him. "Yeah, well, so what? It's not like I've got anything else to pay you with. Are we gonna do this or not?" "Very well, since you insist...." The Blondie stood up, crowding into his personal space so that he took a step back in response. "Stand against the wall and take off your clothes." * * * * * Heero eyed the boy with predatory interest as he stiffened, then started to pull of his clothes with quick, jerky movements. Behind the anger in those incredible violet eyes (such a unique and lovely color), he could see fear. An overwhelming urge to turn that fear into desire welled up in him. Reaching out, he gently grasped the boy's wrists in one powerful hand, then lifted them above his head, forcing the boy to arch his back as he was pushed upwards. His gaze travelled appreciatively down the boy's slender body, taking in the soft, creamy skin and the slim, toned limbs. His fingers followed the trail made by his eyes, enjoying the helpless shivers his touch provoked. The boy's expressive eyes soon became lidded, glazed over with desire as his hand stroked that sensitive place between his legs. "Aren't you...ugh..., aren't you going to take your clothes off?" the boy panted, trying to regain some semblance of control. His eyes narrowed. He was having none of that. He upped the speed of his movements so that the boy gasped, head falling back. "Only an idiot would take off their clothes to discipline a Pet," he murmured, leaning in closer. "Nnggghh....Pet?" the boy shook his head wildly, barely able to form coherent thought. "I'm not-aahh!" he jerked as Heero's hand tightened on his manhood. "W-who..." he swallowed. "Who are you anyway?" Glowing cobalt eyes gleamed as the boy reached his climax with a muffled scream. "Heero Yuy. Just a Blondie." * * * * * ~tsuzuku~ Be gentle. It's my first real lime. ^_^;;; (1) Pets are mostly adolescent males that are kept by the elite of the planet for entertainment purposes. The elite don't have sex themselves, so they, uh, get off watching the Pets do it. *sweatdrops* (2) Blondie, the term for people who are on the top of the social structure in the world that this story takes place in. Social status is determined by hair color, with blondes at the top, then silver, blue, green, red and black. I've made Heero a Blondie in this fic, 'coz he fits the persona so well (excessively strong, incredibly intelligent, supposedly emotionless--sound like a certain trigger-happy pilot we know? *grin*) Duo, being the chestnut-haired person he is, would be down near the very bottom of the social scale. (3) In other words, a "fuck buddy", pardon my French. (4) Mongrels are the lowest of the low, the non-citizens of the planet. They inhabit the slums of Ceres. (5) However rarely they choose to make themselves known, eh, Heero-kun? ^_^ (6) An alcoholic/narcotic? beverage the slum kids drink.