Author: Zazu
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Get-together
Pairings: 1+2+1
Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing, nor do I own the characters. I have borrowed them here for some fun and creativity, and this is not for profit. I do, however, own the plot mentioned here, and any instances that you may find similar to real life events are purely a coincidence.
Kevlar
The bullet came extremely close to his foot and Duo mentally cursed the fact he hadn't been allowed to more than a handgun and a rifle.
"Distance?" he asked the man running beside him.
"700 meters!" Heero replied, lagging just a step behind so he could take a shot, his arm extended behind Duo.
There was a sudden flash of movement to their right and the next thing he knew, Heero was up beside him, blocking him from the flying bullets.
"Heero!"
Heero managed to shoot once and stumbled into Duo as he took two bullets to his chest. At the same time, the two enemies fell; Duo realized belatedly that back up was here in the form of a helicopter.
But it was too late. He dragged Heero with him, cursing under his breath until they'd reached the wall, the support telling him that they were on point, that he could stand down.
Laying Heero down, Duo spared a moment to look at Heero's face before his hands flew into motion, pulling at his shirt.
"Fucking asshole!" he cursed. "I can fucking take care of myself! I didn't need you to jump in the fucking way!" He struggled with undoing the belt of supplies around Heero's waist. "Please be wearing one, tell me you weren't stubborn, you bastard!" He pulled at the shirt, trying to get it out of Heero's pants. "This is not the way I hoped to be undressing you, damn it! Not out in the open and definitely without you participating!" He yanked Heero's shirt up and let out his breath with relief; Heero had his Kevlar and while he would be bruised, he wasn't dying.
Sounds registered beyond his breathing and the blood rushing in his ears and he realized that guns were still shooting. Slapping Heero's face, Duo shook him. "Come on you pussy, wake up!" He slapped him again and Heero jerked, eyes flying open, hands reaching for a weapon that was no longer at his side.
"About time, sleeping beauty!" Duo snapped. "Get up! Can you stand?"
Heero nodded and jerked to his feet, pulling his shirt down and snatching up his belt. They climbed over the wall and Duo fit his rifle to his shoulder, leaning up to take his aim.
With the help of their back up, the remainder of the mission finished off with no more casualties, and several hours later, Duo was in the showers, pulling his shirt off and glaring at the amount of dirt in his braid. He looked to his left and saw Heero, so he took the man by his shoulders, turning him around to examine the bruises.
"You should get something from Sally," he said.
Heero's hand clasped his, and Duo immediately tried to pull away, knowing he'd invaded Heero's private space. But Heero didn't let go and held on tight.
"What was that about hoping to undress me while I was participating?" Heero asked in a low voice.
Duo immediately grinned. "Hell, man, I was trying to do anything and everything to wake you up! Since that last time you went out without your Kevlar and almost got killed..." he trailed off and swallowed hard at Heero's intense gaze.
Suddenly, he was angry. "I was well equipped to take my own bullets, Yuy!" he snapped. "I didn't need you to risk yourself, to play 'hero' for me!"
Heero's eyes widened and he let Duo go. "I reacted before thinking," he said. "My instinct...said to protect you any way possible because..."
"Because what?" Duo asked, exasperated when Heero didn't continue. "Because you thought I was too pussy to handle it on my own?"
"Because!" Heero took a deep breath. "Because the last thing I wanted was for you to be hurt. Even though I knew you had your Kevlar. It's my job to watch your back...no. It's not just a job any more, Duo."
Duo mentally repeated those words, trying to make sure he really understood them. Then he decided, to hell with words, and pulled Heero close, crushing their lips together.
Heero smelt like smoke and gunpowder but Duo knew he wasn't much better. The scent was intoxicating, filling him with adrenaline and want, and Duo pulled Heero closer before he broke the kiss, leaning his head against Heero's. They lapsed into silence, the moment suddenly awkward.
"Watching your back was never a job," Duo blurted out. "Pretty good past time and one of my favourite hobbies."
Heero chuckled and cupped Duo's cheek, rubbing his thumb along his cheekbone. "Well, you can keep doing it, and this time, I'll undress you while you undress me, and we'll watch a lot more than each other's backs."
"Sounds good to me."
"And did you call me a pussy when I was down?" Heero asked.
"I can't remember," Duo said innocently. "I'm sure I called you different things. All in the name of waking you up, of course."
"Just not my name," Heero said dryly, his hand dropping away as he straightened. "Which, you know, is the first thing people respond to?"
Duo grinned. "I'll remember that if I ever need to wake you up in a hurry again."
"And you slapped me," Heero said.
"Are we keeping score?"
"Yes," Heero smirked. "Why? Scared? You should be a man a face the consequences of your actions."
"Scared?" Duo asked. "Why Heero, I was actually going to tell you..." he leaned close to whisper in Heero's ear.
"I just might like it."
OWARI
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