| Title: Let Me Be the One Author: munky Rating: NC-17 (Lemon yaoi, swearing, adult subject matter/humor, angst, and sap to round things out) Pairing: 2x3 (Damn, I wish there were more fics of this pairing floating around! They so kawaii!) Disclaimer: This is a work of fanfiction. Which means that I don�t own the characters and I�m only borrowing Duo and Trowa. Basically that should tell even the more simple-minded that I don�t really care to be sued for nothing worse than temporarily using them for the amusement of my tiny hentai-loving mind. Author notes: Anou�I�m obsessed with the 2x3/3x2 pairing but for some reason, I�m not sure if I can do it right. Drop me a line at [email protected] and tell me how I�m doing, won�t you? I�ll be grateful from the bottom of my heart if you do!! Uhm�did I forget anything? Err�oh yeah, flamers will get the booby prize by being sent a dead Biyomon by my Goth muses because they ran out of Tokomon!! Enjoy!! ^_^V //�.//- Denotes thoughts ON WIT DA FIC!! Trowa Barton had always been somewhat of an enigma to Duo. He couldn�t understand why and how Trowa could be so quiet and unassuming, even when you got to know him. He was, almost cold. //Maybe he�s one of those guys who needs to loosen up.// he thought to himself as a response. //Being a terrorist isn�t exactly one of those jobs that you can relax during.// // Aw, crap. Why am I so curious about him? He totally ignores me. I mean, I can get more of a response out of Heero than I can from Trowa.// �Earth to Maxwell! Are you going to stare at the TV or are you going to play? Make up your mind!� Wufei snapped at the longhaired pilot sitting next to him on the floor. �Huh? Err�gomen, Wu. Guess I was thinking too hard.� Duo smirked at the scowling Chinese boy and picked up the game controller laying in front of his crossed legs �About you, that is�� he purred in a seductive voice, smirk widening. All the color ran out of Wufei�s face and a muscle jumped in his forehead as he stared at Duo, shocked. �Maxwell! Keep your sick thoughts to yourself!! I refuse to play video games if you continue to act in such a lewd manner! What an injustice you are to someone�� Duo had gotten to the point where he began to tune out Wufei�s ranting. He decided to think about Trowa instead. Those beautiful emerald eyes of his seemed to shimmer every time Duo secretly stared at him from the corner of his eye. And that hair! How the hell did it stay like that? It gave him an air of mystery that Duo wanted to penetrate. With that thought, he blushed furiously in embarrassment. //Not like that, you hentai!! Duo no baka!!// �And then I�ll�kisama! Maxwell, pay attention!! You baka!� Wufei growled in an angry voice, glaring at him with annoyment. � I give up! Talking to you is like talking to a brick wall! Impossible!� With that last comment, Wufei stomped off, much to Duo�s satisfaction. He really hadn�t wanted to play video games with Wufei anyway; it was just an idea to kill time so he didn�t obsess so much over Trowa. //Wonder what Tro�s up to anyway�maybe he�s alone in his and Quatre�s room right now. I don�t understand what�s going on between those two. They seem like they�re just friends to me, b-but; what if there�s more between them? I-I wouldn�t even have a chance with him then a-and I don�t know what I�d do.// He sighed, his heart sinking in his chest with that thought. He knew that sulking in his room wouldn�t accomplish anything or make him feel better, but what else could he do? Risking everything to throw himself at Trowa�s feet and blithely admit his love for the tall boy was out of the question. It was even a bit corny, now that Duo thought of it. The braided boy softly snickered to himself as he got up from his sitting position on the floor. //Guess I�m just a crazy love struck fool�maybe I�ll just go and see Trowa, if only to be with him for a little while.// Duo left the room he shared with Wufei and passed Heero�s room, the hall closet, and then the bathroom before coming to a stop in front of the closed door to Trowa and Quatre�s room. Cheerfully, he knocked on the door and called out to see if Trowa was inside. There was no answer. Duo waited a few moments and swung the door wide open, expecting to have Trowa look up at him from a book he was reading and stare at him in that soft patient way that he always did. But Trowa was nowhere to be seen. The room seemed to be empty. �Trowa? Trowa, are you in here? Tro?� �Go away�� A small, tortured groan came from a lump wrapped in the bedsheets. �Trowa, what�s the matter? Are you all right? Did something happen?� Duo was worried. He could almost hear the tears in Trowa�s voice and he had never before heard Trowa cry. Anything that could make the stoic clown cry immediately frightened the braided boy. �Trowa, please! Tell me what�s wrong!� he pleaded, an edge of panic in his voice. �Just�Duo�just go away. It doesn�t matter anymore,� Trowa had to make a great effort just to croak out those brief words; he had been crying so much. The braided pilot of Shinigami ground his teeth in anger. Trowa didn�t realize how much pain he was giving himself as he suffered in silence. He himself knew what it was like to stuff down his emotions. Sooner or later, they overflowed from their hidden place inside and exploded with a fury. And Duo didn�t want to see that happen to the other boy. �Damn it Trowa!! I can�t sit here and watch you destroy yourself with pity! You�re not the first one to suffer in this world, and if I had my way, you�d be the last!� Duo spat from clenched teeth, bared in anger. Trowa rolled over onto his back and glanced over at Duo, those calm green eyes now glazed with pain and tears. He blinked in slight shock when he saw violet eyes glaring back, blazing with fiery anger. //Why do you care, Duo? You don�t know how I feel�how my best friend called me a �fairy� [1] because I told him I loved you. How I took all those hateful words Quatre said to my heart; that I was a freak, that you were too pure to think of such an unnatural act, and the worst of all, that even if you were gay, that I would only destroy you in the end.// A stab of anger went through Duo�s heart. Trowa�s face had a look that Duo had seen years before, but on his own face. Who or what was hurting him that bad? He would kill any person that hurt the brunette, and would do anything to stop the other�s pain. �Please Duo�you don�t understand�just go.� //Leave so I�m left alone again� it�s always me that�s left alone. First with Cathy, then with the mercenaries, and now with Duo. But, it�s better that way. Everything I touch gets destroyed and I don�t want Duo to be taken away�// Trowa was on the edge of tears as those desperate words spilled from his lips. Duo was both confused and angered by Trowa�s behavior. When he looked for an answer in the boy�s emerald eyes, they spoke of the pain, the loneliness, and the downright need Trowa had for him. The revelation that Trowa wanted him as much as he wanted Trowa hit the violet-eyed boy like a ton of bricks. //He�he isn�t with Quatre�he wants me. But, why won�t he come out and tell me? D-did Quatre do something or say something to keep him from telling me what�s in his heart? I�ll beat the shit outta him if he did.// His hands tightened into fists and an angry growl escaped from his throat. �Duo? I-I�� �Goddamn it, Trowa! I don�t care what suffering is trying to eat away at you! I�m not leaving because I know you need me and damn it all, I need you!� Duo snarled while pressing firm, warm lips to Trowa�s as the surprised pilot stared at him, green eyes wide with shock. �Mmmph!! Mmmm�� //Oh god�I�d only dreamed of you kissing me, Duo. It was nothing compared to what you�re doing now.// Trowa moaned deeply into the forceful kiss�his heartache temporarily obliterated by it. Now he wanted more. He coaxed the brown-haired braided pilot by wrapping his lanky arms around Duo�s neck, pulling him towards the bed. Suddenly, the kiss ended and violet eyes were chastising him. �Nuh-uh, Trowa. I call the shots this time. Either my way or no way,� Duo spoke as his beautiful mouth curved into a cheeky smirk. //I hope this works. I�m not going to let him sit and suffer in silence. Besides, sex as therapy works for me.// The smirk grew wider at that thought. Trowa could only nod speechlessly, eager to move on. He watched in awe as Duo slowly removed the red T-shirt he�d been wearing, revealing a taut, wiry frame without a trace of spare weight. � Beautiful. You�re so beautiful, Duo,� he murmured, sitting up. �Thank you�now why don�t you take off that turtleneck so I can see more of you?� Duo requested softly, running a hand down the side of Trowa�s face gently. The hand traveled down to tug Trowa�s sweater from inside his jeans. Trowa shook his head at Duo with a slight frown and finished pulling the turtleneck out, then up and over his head to reveal a rangy, yet extremely muscular frame. His skin was pale and soft, compared to Duo�s darker hued body, with its� patches of rough calluses from a civilian living spent working in a salvage yard. �God�� Duo breathed out reverently, �You aren�t so shabby either, handsome. But before we go any further, is this really what you want? Cause once you had Shinigami, you can�t ever go back.[2] And I�m a pretty possessive kind of guy, so you�d be *my* lover, my *only* lover.� //*Is* this what I want? To be Duo�s lover, his only lover? Not just a one night stand? Not something temporary, but something real and lasting? Yes�yes, a thousand times yes! I want this. But what if I�what if Quatre�s right? What if I do end up destroying Duo, like he said? I�d never forgive myself�I just can�t risk it�no.// Trowa bit his lip as the tears threatened to come down once again. His emerald eyes glistened, looking up at Duo before hunching over with his face hidden in his hands. �I-I�gomen, Duo. I�ll only end up hurting you if I�if we did this. I can�t hurt you. Never.� �Oh�.Trowa. You could never hurt me. I know you love me and I love you too. That�s what matters. Nothing else.� �B-buh-but�!� Trowa protested, frightened. [next] [back] |