Notes: Gah! I forgot to
add this in the last notes! >_< Gomen!
Heero's anger at not knowing what to do in life stems from himself, to
himself. He's frustrated because he doesn't know what path he wants to
follow in life sort of thing� *wonders* Does
that help. ^_^;
Gomen� not feeling eloquent today.
-_-
Disclaimer:
I claim no ownership to Gundam Wing whatsoever.
I am a mere poor student, procrastinating and attempting to write
fiction. Please dun sue! *grovel*
Title: Captured in Charcoal (Part 8)
Author: Koko Kitty ([email protected])
Archive: http://catbasket.homestead.com
and other various ones� ^_^;;
Category: AU fluffage
Pairings: 1+2+1
Warnings: Shonen-ai, OOC? Future yaoi lemon, slight language
Feedback: Yes, please! *gets
on knees*
Notes: Will someone let me know if they think the characterisations
are flying all over the place? I
feel like they are� >_< Blah.
*hides in a bucket*
Captured
in Charcoal - Part 8
A
GW fanfic by Koko Kitty
The
second part of the class flew by in a haze for Heero.
Had Duo really agreed to model for him?
At his *house*? It couldn't
be� It had to be a dream� His
hand and his brain worked automatically to the teacher's instructions, while his
mind was running around his head, yipping with joy and sick anticipation. He and Duo were going to be alone, at his house� He didn't
know whether to panic or laugh evilly.
The
last task was to do a sketch as normal. But
with the opposite hand to what you normally used.
Heero winced internally. He
could barely -hold- a pen in his left hand, let alone draw with it.
The task took his mind off the near future, and Heero smirked slightly
when he produced a fairly decent result.
"See,
that wasn't too bad was it? The
exercises we did before would have loosened you all up for it.
Right then! See you next
week!"
/Shit/�
The class was over. Duo hadn't
needed to pose nude today, and only needed to grab his backpack and jacket
before walking towards, and looking expectantly at Heero.
/Shit,
shit, shit, shit. /
Heero
took a deep breath. He was a little
nervous at the prospect of having Duo at his house.
To model for him no less. He
smiled at Duo when he came nearer, trying not to drop anything and look stupid
as he tidied his things together.
Having
got himself sorted, he grabbed his denim jacket, moving to pull it on. He blushed when he felt his T-shirt ride up; his stomach
exposed. In a fit of embarrassment,
he quickly tried to get his jacket on so he could pull the T-shirt down.
Luck wasn't with him it seemed, and he clumsily fumbled for the other
sleeve behind him. He saw Duo smile at him before moving to help him into his
jacket. Heero kept his head down,
burning with humiliation. He looked
up at Duo, both of them laughing it off before walking side by side with each
other out of the room.
"I
don't have a car or anything, so I'm afraid we're gonna have to get the
bus�"
Duo's
smile made him relax a bit. "It's
ok! It's what I always get
anyway."
Heero
concentrated on walking in a straight line as they walked aside each other.
Walking so close to the person he'd admired for so long was making him
feel something akin to giddy. He
felt incredibly aware of himself, slightly on edge with Duo's intimate closeness
to him. Duo's hand would
occasionally brush the back of his, and though the tension could be painfully
felt, he didn't say anything.
Heero
tried desperately to think of some sort of conversation starter, yet his mind
was elsewhere, thinking far ahead to what was going to happen this evening. It was already getting late - class ended at 7pm, and they
wouldn't get to Heero's until roughly 7:35pm.
Heero felt useless. He felt
as though he should say something, but he couldn't think what.
He slowly felt worse and worse about his ability to entertain the
beautiful boy, and doubted that Duo liked him in the least.
Looking up at the darkening, blue-washed sky, he sighed silently.
He
just wanted to make Duo smile.
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Heero
put his portfolio down, balancing it against his leg so he could hunt for his
keys. The dark cloud that had situated itself above his head did not go
unnoticed it seemed.
"You ok?"
"Hm?"
"You. You ok? You seem
quiet."
Heero
quirked an eyebrow and smirked. "I'm
always quiet."
"Well�"
Heero
smiled briefly. "I'm fine. Thank you for your concern though."
Duo
eyed him a little longer before letting it drop.
"Ok."
Opening
the door, Heero held it open for Duo who thanked him with a smile.
Hauling his folder into the house, he closed the door behind him and toed
his shoes off. He grabbed his
portfolio, making his way to his bedroom. Duo
had also taken his shoes off by the door, and was following Heero at a slower
pace so he could get a good look round.
The
house wasn't huge, but definitely cosy and welcoming.
Furnished simply and stylishly, Duo's face lit with admiration as he
walked through the house.
"Nice
place you have here!"
Heero
turned round and smiled briefly. He
was glad Duo liked it. "Thank
you."
A
quick grin was tossed at him before Duo averted his gaze to look at his
surroundings again. They came to
Heero's bedroom, Heero sighing audibly with relief and his muscles relaxing
slightly from their tense position. His
room had a great mellowing effect on him, and he loved to just chill out and
relax in here. A nicely sized room,
Heero had a luscious king sized bed which Duo sat on as Heero pottered about the
room.
Heero
blushed a little as Duo noticed the pieces from life drawing on his bed. He usually took them out of his folder to lighten the load,
and put it back in after he came back from life drawing. Which was now. Unzipping
his folder, he started shifting things in there to make room.
"Is
that me?" Heero looked up to
find a bright smile on Duo's face as he held the piece he had done of Duo in
charcoal, head resting peacefully on his knees and his hair falling around him.
He flushed slightly. "Yeah."
"I
remember that!"
Duo
looked distinctly awed, and whispered his fingers over the dusky surface, not
daring to actually touch it in case he should ruin it.
"It's
beautiful�"
Heero
sat down next to Duo, looking at the piece with him.
"Hm."
Duo
looked up at the noise laced with disbelief,
"It is! You're really
amazing at drawing people you know." He
shook his head slightly, disbelieving of Heero's incredible talent.
He looked at the large drawing of himself. The person in the picture was stunning, emanating an
enthralling beauty. He smiled.
"You
draw so well. I don't look that
good in real life."
Duo
looked to Heero and their eyes met, the messy haired boy seeming to look deeper
into him for a moment before he murmured softly.
"Yes,
you do."
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Duo
daren't look away from the brilliant blue eyes locked with his own.
He didn't trust his voice at that moment and could only choke out a meek
whisper.
"Thank
you."
The
silence started to stretch, not entirely uncomfortable, but heavy with tension.
Tension of which, was broken by a deep grumble.
Duo raised an eyebrow and watched as Heero's cheeks were suddenly stained
pink and he tore his gaze away apologetically.
"Sorry!
I haven't eaten this afternoon."
Duo
chuckled, handing Heero his work to be put away.
"It's
ok! Go make something. I can help you!"
Heero
looked up, watching as Duo energetically bounced to his feet to wait for him. Slowly getting up, he realised something as they walked to
the kitchen, announcing it when they got there.
"I
don't think I have much to eat here."
"Aah,
we'll figure something out for ya."
Heero
raised an eyebrow as Duo started rummaging through all his cupboards and at his
use of 'you', not 'us'.
"You
not wanting anything?"
The
longhaired model looked over from where he was knelt on the work surface, head
halfway in a cupboard. He wasn't
expecting to be fed. But he was
pretty hungry, and wasn't going to turn down food when he wanted some.
"I'd
love some!"
Heero
grinned before diving into the fridge to see what was in there.
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<Zzzssstt!!>
Two
pieces of generously sized chicken breasts sizzled in the pan, succulent and
looking darn tempting. Heero poked
at them with a wooden spatula, turning them over and idly stirring the sauce
they were in. He looked over to
where Duo was pouring a can of soup into a pan of cooked pasta, which had been
drained. He quirked an eyebrow,
confused.
"Uh�
Duo? What're you doing?"
A
broad smile greeted him, "Making pasta to go with your chicken!"
"But�"
Another
grin, "The soup's an easy way to get sauce.
Trust me, you'll like it."
"O..k�"
Thinking
about it, Heero supposed that the cream of chicken and mushroom soup was a
cheap, quick way of making soup. He
smiled to himself. He'd have to ask
if Duo has anymore quick, cheap shortcuts.
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Heero
bathed in the silent company that Duo was providing.
They both ate in companionable silence after the initial bustle of
serving the meal and commenting on the great taste.
The Japanese boy rarely had people over, mostly only close people for
homework purposes. He glanced over
to where Duo was seated opposite to him, watching the light twinkle among the
silky strands of chestnut coloured hair. He
sighed, watching in awe for a moment as Duo seemed to thoroughly enjoy his meal.
He basked in the homely, comforting atmosphere.
If only Duo lived here permanently, filling the silence with his cheerful
personality and keeping Heero company.
"You
live here alone?"
Heero
sharply looked up to encounter Duo's expectant yet undemanding expression.
"Um�
yeah."
Duo
smiled in understanding. "Me
too." He grinned, "No
adoring girlfriend?"
Heero
snorted at the idea. One, he had
yet to meet a girl he liked and two, no one seemed to take an interest in him.
"No
girlfriend."
Heero
looked up to find a smile playing on Duo's soft lips, a hint of mischief lurking
in his expression.
"Interesting�"
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They
had both finished their meals, lingering at the table to chat idly about their
lives. They had somehow steered
toward a conversation about relationships, both finding out that the other was
single and waiting for that special someone.
Heero's heart pounded as he recalled the tense atmosphere in the room,
their eyes locking frequently before they shyly looked away.
He
thanked Duo internally when he changed the subject to what was going on in their
lives at the moment. Heero found
out that the young model also had a dorm room to himself, living alone with no
parents alive. Heero's heart went
out to him, totally understanding the lonely life that Duo had described. Their conversion had been unstrained, and when the evening
had drawn to a close, Heero felt wonderfully fulfilled. It had been almost 10 o'clock when Duo realised how late it
was, stating that he really ought to get going.
Duo didn't fail to notice that he hadn't modelled as he said he would,
apologising profusely for not doing so and promising that he would some other
day. He'd suggested that they
started earlier on in the day and not after class when it was already late.
Heero had enthusiastically agreed, seeing Duo only to the door when the
longhaired beauty insisted that he could make his own way home.
So
now, he stood at his door, a cool breeze tousling his hair.
He couldn't see Duo any longer, the longhaired vision having walked from
his sight. He closed the door,
leaning back on the cool wooden surface and sighing happily.
He couldn't wait till the next class.
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TBC
~KK
22/04/2002