Cubes Part 4

I was living in hell. A hell that was one step away from heaven- which seemed to make things even worse. That first weekend was only the beginning. I had gone to bed on Friday night determined to only spend a few hours of the weekend with Heero- I was going to give him the tour of the neighborhood- whenever he asked me for it- and that was it. I figured the less exposure I had to him, the better.

That lasted until about 8 am on Saturday morning. I had pulled myself out of bed and gone to the kitchen- only to realize that I was in desperate need of groceries. After a quick shower, I threw on some jeans, one of my beat up weekend t shirts and some shoes. A quick run down to the local outdoor market was on the agenda- along with a stop at the coffee house down the street. Breakfast and groceries taken care of, I could hide in my apartment for the rest of the weekend.

Or so I thought. As I walked out into the hallway, I nearly ran smack into Heero- who had obviously been out for a morning run.

"Hey," he greeted me and I muttered something in reply. Apparently Heero was still fond of spandex... I yanked my mind back on track and managed something else.

"Had a nice run?" I asked and mentally smacked myself.

"Very. I was about to shower and go get some coffee at that place down the street- have you had breakfast yet?"

I don't lie, even when my sanity is at stake. "Nope, I was about to head there myself- and then go to the outdoor market." I wanted to sound busy and in a rush, but Heero just brightened.

"They have an outdoor market here? Great! If you can wait five minutes I'll go with you-"

What could I do? I followed him into his apartment and perched on his sofa while he headed off towards the shower. It would be five minutes, I knew how fast Heero could get ready.

I heard the water start up and forced myself to study the stack of boxes in the corner- apparently Heero wasn't completely unpacked yet. Trying to guess what was in the boxes kept my mind away from the shower.

Heero and I had showered once together... the memory still made me shiver in remembered desire.

The morning coffee and groceries led to lunch. Which led to me helping Heero unpack. Which led to dinner- and to a planned shopping expedition for a few more pieces of furniture the next day. Which led to helping Heero put the damn pieces together and another dinner...

And then it was Monday morning, and we were working together- and driving together, taking lunch breaks together... I couldn't say no to him. Hell, I didn't want to say no to him- I mean, he just sort of fit himself into my life, and I was enjoying having him there. Though by the time Friday rolled around again, I was ready to beg him to... well, I'm sure you can guess.

But I wasn't going to do that. Heero didn't seem interested in starting that again- and he'd been the one to start it during the war. Just stress relief, I told myself over and over.... it didn't mean anything.

Course, I was feeling very stressed out as it was...

We had just gotten back to the apartment building, arguing good naturedly about what type of pizza to order for dinner. Yeah, I know, I should've made up an excuse, gotten away from him somehow- but I couldn't... I mean, who knew how long he'd stay around this time? And though I wanted him badly, I also valued his friendship. I needed to make the most of my time- however long it lasted.

Yeah, yeah, rationalization, I know.

The elevator was rather full when we got on- I managed to score a corner and Heero was standing just close enough in front of me so that I could admire the line of his back and the tightness of his jeans. I always have liked causal Fridays, and Heero in jeans was just another bonus to the day.

Right before the doors started to close, a lady with two kids in a stroller and another one in her arms slid onto the elevator. Everyone moved back to give her room- and Heero stepped right back against me.

Pinned between him and the elevator wall, the warmth of his body flush against mine- my body reacted predictably. I tried to arch away from him- but there was no place to go- and there was no way he could miss my reaction...

I felt my face start to burn and I felt him shudder- no doubt in shock. How the hell was I going to explain this?

The elevator doors closed and I half expected him to try and move away- but he didn't. He just... settled - I can't think of another way to describe it- against me. Even when the elevator stopped at the other floors and people got off- he didn't move away from me.

All I could see was the back of his neck- if he was as red as I was it didn't show back there. I didn't understand it- why didn't he move away from me? I couldn't move- not until he did- I was still stuck between him and the wall.

Not that I truly tried to get away- most of my mind was stuck in the feeling of how good he felt against me- and how much I wanted to lean forward and put my lips on the back of his neck.

When we reached four, Heero reached back and snagged my wrist, pulling me towards the door. We were the only two to get out and once the doors closed behind us, I expected him to let go- expected- I don't know- anger? Disgust? Maybe that he might pretend nothing had happened?

But he didn't let go. He just pulled me to his door and yanked out his keys.

"Heero-" I started, but he shook his head, opening the door and tugging me inside. Once the door was closed, he turned, and grabbing my shirt, pushed me up against the door.

I braced myself, expecting anger- but then his mouth descended on mine and all I could do was respond.

His fingers brushed against my jeans, fumbled with the zipper. "I can't wait much longer-" he murmured against my lips and I nearly laughed. He couldn't wait?

"You?" I countered. "You've been driving me crazy since you walked into my cube-"

"I knew I should've just dragged you into the supply closet-" His fingers slipped into my jeans, making me gasp when they found their goal.

"Bed would be good- I'd settle for bed-" I managed and he kissed me hard for a moment.

"Too far-" he dropped to his knees in front of me. "Later-" he said and started doing his best to make my brain short out.

It worked too, because by the time some form of rational thought returned, we were in his bed, sweat cooling on our skin. "Damn- that was better than it used to be," I said and he laughed against my shoulder.

"Because we aren't stealing time- we didn't have to worry about being overheard-" He lifted his head, still smiling. "Do you realize- we can spend the whole damn weekend in bed if we want?"

I took a deep breath at that mental image. He was right- our times together during the war were rushed- silent- always snatched moments between battles or missions- but now-

"That sounds really good to me," I told him and he put his head back down on my shoulder.

"Then that's what we'll do."

TBC...

 

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