Author: A-chan
Pairing: 1x2 *gasp* So shocking! ~_~ OCx2<--'bane' pairing
Warnings: Lime, Sap, Evil OCs, Nice OCs, Dead OCs
Disclaimer: Not mine, yadda, yadda.
Summery: One of Duo's past lovers comes to pay a seemingly innocent visit. A visit which would lead to something much more complex and sinister...
Note1: Previously titled 'Ai' (Love), then changed to "Love's Image".
Note2: It's eight years after the Merimeia incident, and the boys are part of the Preventers.
Passion Play Part 1
He was pleasantly aware of the slender body in his arms, snuggled safely in the warmth of his embrace. Just as he did every morning, he woke up to a mouthful of chestnut silk, as well as the cool air on his bare skin.
Twenty-four year-old Heero Yuy growled incoherently, making a half-hearted grab at the blanket which his sleeping spouse refused to give. He didn't understand; Duo always slept as close to him as humanly possible...so then why did he always end up with practically all of the covers?
However, being too contented as he was, Heero made no other attempt to regain his lost blanket and tried to make do with the little he had. Finally, the cobalt-blue eyes peeked open and he propped himself onto his elbow to get a better view of his koi.
Duo-watching had always been at the top of his 'Favorite Things To Do' list, especially when the loud-mouthed ex-pilot was asleep and purring like a worn-out kitten--hours of wild, passionate love-making DID leave results...
//Amazing. He looks almost...innocent.// Heero brushed a lock of Duo's rich hair behind his ear.
"Wake up, sleeping beauty," he urged.
Even in his sleep, Duo pouted at that particular command and mumbled something.
"We have a meeting today," Heero reminded him. As much as he would've like to just lounge in bed all day, Preventer affairs was not something to be pushed aside.
Reluctantly, Duo blinked and yawned impressively, throwing up his arms and nearly smacking his spouse in the face. He smirked--the only warning. A moment later, Heero found himself laying on his back once more with his lover grinning down at him just before his mouth was thoroughly covered in a soul-searing kiss.
Tongues warred for dominance as Duo struggled to stay in control. There was something about Heero that still made his stomach flutter and send his temperature soaring even after all these years.
By the time Duo pulled away, his heart was pounding so hard it was a wonder Relena couldn't hear it from where she was on Earth.
"Good morning," Heero greeted breathlessly. What better way to start the day?
"Ohayo!" his lover replied playfully, hopping off the bed and padding to the bathroom buck naked. The look he sent over his shoulder had Heero almost stumbling in his haste to get to his long-haired seducer.
Duo pretended to not notice him and sauntered into the bathroom to turn on the shower water. He continued to feign oblivian to the nude form eyeing him hungrily from the door as the tub filled and he grabbed a few towels from the over-head rack, placing them on the counter.
He stepped in the large stall and mock-started.
"Oh, Heero! What a surprise! I didn't see you there."
"Right." The Japanese joined him a second later, leering at him with a glint of unmistakable intent in his eyes.
(Author Interjects: I will stop here, for I want to leave the poor dears some dignity. *ignores wails of pissiness from hentai fans such as Shi-chan and them* :D<--That face looks ridiculous in Word format)
~*~
The first thing Duo did upon returning from the meeting was raid the fridge. Behind him, Heero sighed, setting down his briefcase and grabbing the bowl of chicken noodle soup before Duo would drop it in his grab-everything-edible frenzy.
"Man, I'm starved!" the American whined, shoving a messily-made sandwich into his mouth. He somehow managed to continue talking while eating. "I thought that Duke What's-His-Name of Earth would never stop bragging about himself. Frankly, I don't think he'd hold a hair against me. I mean, I even won the battle against--!"
Heero dropped onto the leather couch next to Duo. "Look who's bragging now?"
The other stopped to blink, then blushed slightly. "Hn," he imitated his lover.
After finishing all the food on the table before him (chicken pot pie, some Chips Ahoy, Fig Newtons, See's candies, macroni and cheese, and another sandwich), Duo was content enough to lay his head on Heero's shoulder and rest.
The Japanese snorted. "I really wonder where all that food goes."
Duo stuck out his tongue, and laughingly retreated when Heero tried to catch it with his mouth. The movement, however, gave the latter the advantage, and he proceeded to pin his beloved firmly to the couch.
Chocolate tasted good, but was much sweeter when licked from Duo's lips.
~*~
Heero frowned at the computer screen.
A pair of bare arms wound around his shoulders and warm lips tugged insistently at his ear. "What is it?" purred the one voice that could make his toes curl. And the glitter of the ring on Duo's finger reminded him just why that was.
"We've been called to Earth. It says that the people in the colonies want to build another one near Earth. Since that area actually *belongs* to Earth, we have to get permission from them first."
"But you see something that's not quite right," Duo guessed. Over the years of loving Heero and turning him human, he'd earned the position of professor at "Reading Heero Yuy's Facial Expressions".
"Kind of. It's not the kind of job Une normally assigns us."
Duo sighed, plopping down on Heero's lap and grinning when the blue eyes widened at the contact of skin to skin. "Well, we did receive the orders." He scrolled down the screen then stood up, stretching a little.
Heero gave him a light slap on Duo's backside, eliciting a startled sqawk. "Get dressed. Our shuttle leaves in four hours."
The American pouted and shook a finger at him. "Pushy, pushy!" Then he disappeared behind the bedroom door, mumbling complaints to himself.
~*~
Heero shook his head as Duo burst in the penthouse suite. He'd thought the trip would've completely worn his lover out. But no.
He noticed the other's intent stare at the jaccuzzi-like bath-tub and smirked. Duo had something of a water sex fatish. Not that he minded of course. The energetic ex-pilot suddenly turned to him with unusually bright violet eyes.
"Oh Heero," he said, voice husky, "we are going to have so much fun in this." He gestured to the tub.
Heero couldn't control the twitch of his lips.
~*~
Muderer and swindler Joseph McKinley was one who got everything he wanted. Whether it be money, winnings, or a lover. He now sat on an exquisitely carved Oriental chair, holding an old but well-preserved picture of himself with an arm around a boy a few years younger. He took a small sip of the blood-red wine in his free hand, feeling the liquid burn a path down his throat and to his stomach. He set down the delicate glass and caressed the cherubic, heart-shaped face on the photo.
"Duo..." The name itself was a spell, or was it a curse? Joseph didn't care. He closed his ice-blue eyes and tilted back his head.
Flashback~
He gasped sharply as he entered the squirming body beneath him. So tight...so hot...so perfect. Duo!
~End Flashback
How could he ever THINK about leaving behind such a treasure? Even when the police was closing in on his hide-out?
It was the only thing he'd ever regretted in his life. And he was going to claim what was his by right.
Joseph's thoughts were interrupted when a beep of the vid-screen alerted him of someone on the line. He cursed and pounded a red button on the wall behind him.
"What do you want?" he snapped.
The face on the screen wilted a little. "We've acquired the information of one Duo Maxwell of the Preventors coming to Earth."
At the mention of Duo's name, Joseph's heart began racing. But he managed to seem cool even though his blood was heating up. "Is that all? That's fine." He severed the connection.
A cruel, calculating smile wormed its way over the noble face. Finally! After eleven years of endless searching, Duo was within his grasp at last.
He downed the remaining contents of the wine glass in one shot.
~*~
"Mm, that was nice."
"Only nice?" Heero smirked, rolling hips deliberately to shift that particular part still buried deep inside Duo's body.
The American hissed, then let out a choked breath, long fingers clutching the once immaculate sheets desparately. "Alright! It was wonderful, as always. Damn you're cocky." He giggled at his own pun.
Heero was on top of him with his knees apart and face partially hidden in the long neck. Duo's legs were wrapped loosely around his waist and arms around his lover's chest. He turned his face up to nibble at the muscled shoulder, then brushed his lips over the area lovingly.
"Aishiteru." Duo told him truthfully after their panting had subdued somewhat. He wasn't sure when it started, but now he only said that life-long promise in Heero's native language.
He felt his Japanese love close his eyes, long eyelashes tickling the sensitive skin of his throat. Heero then murmurred in English, "I love you."
~*~
At the very top of the first-class hotel, bodies were littered everywhere around him, tossed carelessly onto chairs, tables, various equipment, and the floor. Andy O'Connel's face was illuminated by the small screen he watched. It'd surprised him that the legendary Heero Yuy didn't think to sweep the room for bugs before making himself comfortable with the 'Duo Maxwell' his boss was so obsessed with.
He smirked to himself. Perhaps the Perfect Soldier wasn't so deserving of his title. His blue-green eyes darkened. There was to be only one Perfect Soldier, and he was it, not some pretty boy whose first thought was to screw a braided whore through the mattress, no matter how beautiful Duo was and that Andy had been rock-hard watching him writhe in ecstasy, atop the satin sheets.
The figures on the screen began talking, and Andy strained his ears to catch the conversation. His expression was one of disgust when Duo suddenly giggled. He actually GIGGLED. What is this?! Some kind of soap opera???
Andy growled to himself. There were better ways to find out what Braid-Boy was up to than watching a friggin' sex fest. He'd had his fair share of "I worship you today, you're gone tomorrow" affairs in his life-time, he DIDN'T need to witness it between two so-called 'war heros'.
"Aishiteru." He winced. Duo sounded like he meant it...Mr. McKinley wasn't going to like this.
Andy watched for a few more minutes until it was obvious the American was asleep and his Oriental lover finally pulled out of his body. They weren't going to say anything of importance tonight. Andy sighed, reaching out to shut off the sugary scene before him. But something stopped his hand millimiters from the switch.
Heero looked straight at the supposedly 'hidden' camera. And gave a feral smile. Blue-green eyes widened in horrified shock. How...?!
Wait...Heero was mouthing something to him.
"Did you enjoy the show?"
Cursing loudly, he turned off the screen with unnecessary force, the ex-pilot's smirk etched precisely in his mind, taunting. Andy continued to stare at the blank vid-screen.
Maybe, just maybe, Heero Yuy DID deserve his title afterall.
TBC...
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