Indigo Eyes 9
This first part is going to be a TQ moment...
I couldn’t help but agree. I didn’t know Heero was such a sadistic bastard.
“So... Mr. Barton,” he began.
“Trowa,” I corrected, giving what I hoped was a welcoming smile.
It worked well enough as I saw him smile back, “Trowa. What do we do now? We’ve been thrust into an awkward situation by a mutual friend and neither of us has denied his allegations.”
Just then we heard a commotion coming from a few feet away and turned our attention on it. Quatre gasped as he saw the man speaking angrily to Heero and clutched the arm of my jacket, his eyes glued to the scene.
“It’s Heero’s father,” the little blonde said before I even had time to ask. “He was kicked out of his home and up until tonight, no one had seen Heero. I just knew that man would show up!”
I watched in morbid fascination as the scene unfolded with the older Asian man throwing insults at both Heero and at Duo’s work. I felt like going over and punching the man, but was halted by the blond when a familiar braid of chestnut brown hair broke free of the crowd and went to stand by Heero.
As the insults continued, I could see the younger Yuy looking irate, then calm. I’m sure I wasn’t the only person taken aback by the whole display, but the public kiss that ended the argument was nothing short of artistic. Where was my camera when I needed it? Oh that’s right, Duo had borrowed it.
“Well, that was certainly some display,” Quatre said, releasing my arm. Slightly.
I nodded in agreement and clapped at the two men in the center of the crowd along with everyone else. Even I have to admit that sometimes it’s just easier following the mob.
“In or Out?” Quatre suddenly asked, making me look down at him with some confusion.
“Come again?”
“Are you in or out? Of the closet, I mean.”
“Oh,” I answered, and chided myself for my eloquence, or lack thereof. “I don’t suppose I was ever in a closet until I saw you... or your sisters...”
He raised an eyebrow but didn’t comment on that. “Well are you averse to a more... private gathering?”
THAT caught my attention. “I’d be honored.”
Mon petit ange smiled and put his arm through mine, “Does this bother you?” He asked. At my response to the negative, he smiled again and led me out of the gallery, but not before I found Cathy and gave her my keys.
She, in turn, took them gave Quat a wink and me a slap on the ass, “Have fun you two, and use a condom!”
If we hadn’t already been half-way out the door, I would have made a hasty exit. Now I remembered why we hardly ever went out. Cathy always had her mind in the gutter and she had a slightly disturbing fondness of homosexual couples of the male sex.
“You’re lucky you only have to deal with one sister,” Quatre said to me as we were driven in a shiny black limo.
“Why? How many do you have?” I asked.
He looked at me incredulously, “You have no idea who I am, do you?”
I merely shrugged, “I know you must be well off if you have a limo and I know you’re Heero’s friend, what more do I need to know?”
Quatre raised an eyebrow, and then moved to the glass partition that separated us from the driver and whispered something to him. He came back and sat next to me before answering my question. “I have twenty-eight sisters.”
“Wow... is that even possible?”
He looked at me oddly, “You’ve really never heard of me?”
I shook my head. I was never really into the celebrity business. Cathy was in charge of noticing anyone famous and getting them to sign our wall at the restaurant.
“So the name ‘Winner’ doesn’t ring a bell?” he asked skeptically.
“Should it?” I asked.
Quatre smiled a little and snuggled next to me, which threw me off completely. What was going on? I say I don’t know him and he gets all cuddly, I was half expecting him to become offended and drop me on the curb... literally.
“So where are we going?” I asked.
“Since so many people live at home and half my sisters will be drunk on wine, I don’t want to return there just yet. Besides, I have a couple of perverted sisters who are likely to try and get us into compromising positions for a video camera.”
I cringed, “That sounds like Cathy. For the longest time, she tried to get a photo of Duo and me kissing, despite the fact that we’ve never really been romantically interested in each other.”
He laughed, “Women are insane, aren’t they?”
I couldn’t help but agree.
He was wearing nothing more than a pair of faded gray sweatpants, his messy braid taking up most of the pillows, but he was nothing short of gorgeous. It’d funny how some people look their most attractive when they least expect to. Granted, not most people can pull off this sleepy-tousled look, but Duo is one of those that can. Suddenly I felt completely inadequate next to him. Looking down at myself, I felt slightly embarrassed at my wearing spandex shorts and a green tank top to bed. I only really wore this to either work out to go to sleep and up until a short while ago, I didn’t have to worry about anyone seeing me sleep, but now I felt self-conscious.
The fact that I had caused a complete fiasco at the opening didn’t help my confidence at all. Despite all the assurances Duo had given me, I still felt ill-at-ease.
“Are you just going to stand there all night?” he asked from his vantage point on the bed. I hadn’t even noticed I’d been standing here for a while.
I shook my head quickly, dispelling my negative thoughts and hurried over to his side.
“Nice shorts, Hee-chan,” Duo smirked, making me freeze. I was half-way on the bed whith him and quickly jumped out, but not quickly enough. “Hey, come back here,” Duo said as he grabbed my wrists, his thumb gently caressing the inside of my wrist.
I made my way over to him and got in bed, lying with him under the covers and looking at him expectantly.
“I wasn’t making fun of you, Heero, if that’s what you think. Well, maybe I was a little, but I was complementing the fact that you are one of those hateful people that can actually pull those things off without looking lame or visually offensive. Can I draw you with those on?” he finished with a flattering smile.
“Hn.” I grunted, still put off by the fact that he’d been mocking me.
He smiled and kissed my cheek while his arm went around my waist and brought me closer to him, “Thank you, Hee-chan. I knew you’d let me!”
I rolled my eyes but snuggled into his embrace none-the-less. It amazed me how natural this felt. I had always lived a very isolated life with a few people coming in and out of my world. I had very little experience when it came to communicating with people and I had almost no experience in showing affection. My parents never hugged me and so I was surprised to find how quickly I had become comfortable with them- Duo’s hugs, I mean.
I felt a warm hand cup my face and tilt it up. Soft lips pressed against mine. I felt Duo’s body weight lean against me, almost pinning me to the spot as his tongue caressed my lip, asking for access. I opened my mouth and let him plunder at will, knowing fully how delicious his kisses tasted and how warm they made me feel.
There was a moan, though I know not from whom. My hands were buried in his long, shimmering hair; his thigh between my legs.
He broke the kiss too soon for my liking and kept himself suspended above me, just out of reach. “Heero…” he whispered, looking at me with a plethora of emotions swirling in his eyes.
I looked up at him, I felt the heat of his body radiating and warming mine. The heat between my legs was a delicious torture and I longed to have him on me again.
“Heero,” he panted, as he rolled off me and lay on his side, watching me. I turned over a little to face him, waiting for him to continue. “Did you mean it, Heero? I… I don’t think I could take it if you were just using me to get to your father.”
I studied him closely, watching as he braced himself for the worst. “I kissed you because I wanted to. I don’t regret it and it wasn’t merely to spite my father.”
“And what about when you told him I was your boyfriend?” he asked, not looking at me.
I looked up at him, blinking in confusion. “What about it?”
He looked a little hurt and began to pick at the fibers of the pillow he was on, “I… I suppose you only said that to get at him, didn’t you?”
I shook my head and reached out to cover his larger hand with mine. “You are my boyfriend; you’ve said as much yourself. I… I thought that was part of the deal with my staying here.”
Duo frowned, “I don’t want to force you into it.”
“You’re not forcing me into anything.” I said, trying to reassure him. “I want to be with you… I want to stay like this for ever…” I scooted a little closer to him and leaned in, giving him a chaste little kiss. “Is that okay?”
Duo’s eyes took on a peculiar sheen and I was suddenly pounced upon, his hot wet mouth over mine.
I couldn’t help but kiss back, wrapping my arms around him as his body slid over mine, pinning me on the bed. I moaned into his mouth, loving the way he felt. I reached down and pulled the tie off of his braid. I ran my fingers through the silken strands, as he shifted so that one of his legs was trapped between my legs.
“Duo!” I whispered as we broke apart, my voice thick with emotion.
“Heero…” he sighed.
We were both too tired to do very much that night, but we did spend the time we shared petting each other heavily and sharing fevered kisses. I felt myself smile contentedly as I drifted off to sleep, Duo’s arms wrapped around my waist, his body spooning behind me.
Sorry for the long wait, everyone. I really expected this chapter to be longer, but I really don’t want to take any longer to post this up. Thank you all for your feedback and if you have any suggestions, please feel free to let me know! hugs you all Love you guys!