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Mail Order Heero Arc 2 Part 3
~Flashback~
That morning that had shared a bath together. It had been erotically enticing and complexly innocent all at once. There was something so comforting, yet vulnerable, about revealing yourself completely to your lover in the light of day. Without the passion to cloud their vision they could see you with all your flaws. And love you anyway.
Duo had sat afterwards with his head leaning on Heero's lap as his wife combed the tangles out of his long damp hair. He couldn't remember the last time some one had brushed his hair. It turned something that was normally a chore into a bonding experience.
"I think my parents would have approved of you." Heero said suddenly out of the blue.
Surprised and deeply touched Duo asked, "Why?"
"Because...you make me so very happy,"
Sitting up Duo looked Heero in the eye with an indulgent expression. "Really? After only one day?"
"Yes, I know you'll make me happy always. I trust you not to break my heart."
"I would rather die, Hee-Chan." He whispered and their lips met in a sweet kiss that was more a confirmation of their joint promise then a token of need.
~End Flashback~
Wiping away the tears blurring his eyes Heero realized that he was in the shuttle port. He couldn't remember running there. In fact if anyone had asked him how to get to the shuttle port he would have been unsure. But here he was in a crowd of strangers completely lost. And somehow he couldn't care less. Scenes from the past week kept replaying in his head, taunting him. Memories of gentle caresses and whispered devotion taunted him. He had been foolish, to believe anyone could ever love him again. It had to be his fault somehow; he must have done something to push Duo away.
Or maybe he was just wrong in believing Duo loved him. Duo had loved an illusion, a female illusion it was no surprise he had decided to peruse another one. But where did that leave Heero now? If Duo had said that was what he wanted at first then Heero wouldn't have...at least then he would have been able to salvage his pride. Now how would he do it? How was he supposed to pretend his heart hadn't shattered? How?
*****
As many passengers passed by the woebegone girl in the cotton dress one person stopped. Akira stared with disbelief at the girl no one else seemed to notice. He knew her, from that petite willowy frame to those trembling blush soft lips. But most of all he knew those incredible Prussian eyes dark with pain and shimmering; diamond-like tears clinging to long curly dark lashes.
"Heero," He whispered "You're so pretty when you cry."
Licking suddenly dry lips, he couldn't help but stare at the vulnerably beautiful picture his cousin presented. He had thought it would be impossible to want Heero more then he had, but some how he did. He had to handle this one just right or all would be lost.
*****
At the table, Dorothy gave Duo a slow smile. Her blue eyes temporarily lighting on the two guards trailing her whenever she wasn't in the office. She and Duo shared their regular greeting, a seemingly passionate kiss that left them both cold. They spoke together in a mix of Japanese, Latin and Navajo. Voices low as if they were sharing loving whispers, but their words were incomprehensible to all but the two of them.
"What's the big rush, Cat?"
"What's that tone of voice for, 02?"
"If it wasn't for your unbelievably bad timing, I would be home in the loving arms of my wife."
"Your wife? You finally got Heero down here?"
"Yes and Heero is even more incredible then the pictures!"
"Then you should send her my way 02, I know how to appreciate a beauty like her more than you ever will." Dorothy purred the words with a gleam in her eye as she remembered the sweet looking girl in the pictures that Duo kept in his wallet.
"Not only would hell have to freeze over first, but Heero doesn't have the right equipment to play your games."
"Really? I happen to think the female body has all the right equipment."
"I know, but Heero is a guy."
"A guy? Oooh Kinky!"
"Enough about me, Cat. What's so important you broke protocol to meet now?"
"I found the last piece. I found Tatianjia. She was so hard to find because she was not only married, she married into the top family in the Japanese Yakuza. She was killed several years ago, but she left behind an heir. I'm still working on it, but I believe I may have found him."
"Him?"
"Yes 02, I found the last link. And he's filthy rich. His parents were killed when they broke ties with the Yakuza, but he was spared. His personal business assets and wealth is in the trillion dollar range, 02. It's finally coming together, 02!"
"Good work, Cat!"
*****
Heero didn't even notice the linen handkerchief at first, then he took it and wiped his eyes.
"Arigato," He whispered and looked up into an achingly familiar face. Heero's eyes widened in fear as they traced over the strong Asian features and ebony dark eyes of his benefactor.
"A... Akira?"
"Hai, Heero you don't need to be afraid." Akira reached out to hold Heero's shoulder and prevent the skittish boy from running.
"Yadda! Let me go."
"Wait, just hear me out."
"..."
"I've changed. During my time away I found some one to love. I no longer look at you as anything but my younger cousin."
"Honto?"
"Hai, When I returned and discovered what had happened while I was gone I was so ashamed. Heero, you're a Yuy, you always have been and always will be. What Mot... no... Mariko did was unforgivable and cruel beyond belief. I came here to take you home. You won't ever have to deal with her again. I promise it's just going to be me, you, Toshiko-chan and my fiancée. I brought enough money to pay that poor young man for everything. Sa Heero, don't you want to go home?"
He could see the indecision in Heero's eyes before he nodded hesitantly. Akira almost chortled with glee. Heero was just as naïve as always. Careful to put a comforting arm around Heero's shoulders Akira ignored the way the boy stiffened at his touch.
"Now Heero, let's go find that husband of yours to get the marriage annulled and pay him off."
"He's at work."
"Even better. I'll just leave the paper work with his neighbours and leave this dreadful colony."
"Hai"
*****
"So Cat, who is 01?"
"So far sources tell me he's a young man called Akira Yuy."
TBC...
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