Why Me?
by Melanie Yo
Disclaimer: I do not own these characters or Cosmo Magazine (sadly!) This fiction is for fun not profit. It contains mature themes and yaoi! If it offends you, then don't read it!
Pairing: 2X1(?)
Warning: Lemony, OOC Heero
Here I am miles from home: I'm cold, I'm wet, and I'm beyond frustrated. Why is it I always find myself in these situations? Three hours ago I was so excited about this 'date' that I had to take a cold shower for more than one reason... I planned out my sexiest 'I wasn't expecting to see you outfit.' I chose my favorite blue jeans and a crisp white button up shirt. I had only two buttons done up to maximize the flesh I was showing, and did not tuck it in (that's unbelievably eighties). I completed the look with my fave red and black flame sneakers. I was looking good, but feeling queasy and shaky. I'm not normally a jittery guy but, I was going to see Heero for the first time since the end of the war (three years ago.) It didn't help that I had drink about thirty cups of coffee in one day.
This whole nervous conditon started when he called me two days ago. I was shocked. It was unexpected. That's when my body started to turn on me (but in a good way). Hearing his voice filled me with a kind of comfort that I can't really explain. I could feel my skin hum at the thought of him. I remembered the way he smelled the spicy scent of sandal wood that often was mixed with the smell of persperation and earth. My heart was pounding in my chest as the memories of Heero began to flood back. I found myself toying with my long braid and pacing the floor as I tried to drag out the phone call. I felt silly, after all he had only called to say that he and Relena had moved back to Earth, in the same city as me. Then he asked if I knew any stores that carried 'clothes like he liked'. I informed him that I, in fact, did not know of any black spandex shorts and green tank top stores.
I was rewarded with a, "Hnn."
But I knew he had smiled because there had been a pause before the 'hnn'. Then he said maybe you could stop by some time. I took that invite literally. I was so excited to see him I couldn't even sleep. I knew I had to wait, I didn't want to seem desperate to see him. I also knew I had to be super cool in front of Heero, cool as a cucumber Duo, that's me. So I spent a full day deciding how to act, what to wear, and what I would say when I saw him. I decided to be nonchalant as though I hadn't missed him or pined for him for three years post war and the whole time during the war. I would make it sound like I was nearby and had thought to stop over. My opening line was going to be, 'I was just over at the deli on the corner, when I remembered you had a house down the street.' The first problem was that the nearest deli was about ten miles away. I got the location of the street messed up, he doesn't live anywhere near the business district. He lives on Washington Lane, not Washington Avenue, which is in a very wealthy part of town. The second problem was that Washington Lane was located inside a gated community. Which I can't get in with out being on the list.
Which brings me to now, I've been standing in the rain outside the gate bickering with the twent something gate guard. Now as I stand here cold and wet I see the fatal errors in my fool proof plan. Error one, there are no businesses nearby, so my excuse is shot. Error two, I have no invite and therefore no inconspicuous way in. But I'd made it to the gates I wasn't about to be turned away by some punk guard. I know I could probably find away in, but I'd have a helluva time explaining to Heero how I got in. I was contemplating kick the shit out of the guard and just walk in through the front gates, but that would cause way to much attention to be drawn to me. So I after thirty minutes of shivering at the gate trying all my best ploys I decided today wouldn't be the day after all. I began the miserable seven mile walk back towards the bus stop. As I was shivering on a corner waiting for a shiny black sports car with tinted windows to drive by, I saw him! He was at the stop sign across the street from me, going home. I wasn't sure if he saw me, until I got the familiar flutter in my stomach that always accompanied his piercing blue gaze settling on me. He had the same look that usually accompanied his favorite nickname for me, baka. I knew I looked a fool, a dripping wet fool. I was standing in the middle of a ritzy neighborhood, with out a coat on in the rain. So much for cool as a cucumber. I felt about as cool as a soggy Saint Bernard. His eyes narrowed as he began to slowly drive forward. I began to dig my toe into the sidewalk and chew my lower lip. If my hair hadn't been braided I would've been fretting with it. I looked like a virgin school girl staring nervously at the upper classman object of her lust. But I'm neither a virgin nor a school girl, so why do I feel so damned nervous. He pulled along up along side me on the curb.
"Want a ride baka?" I heard that familiar voice say.
His voice was rough, but it soothed me. I nodded a bit too enthusiastically. I quickly ran around the car and climbed in th passenger seat. Heero expertly whipped the car around and began driving away from his house. I had no idea where we were going and I didn't care. I was so happy to be next to my Japanese dream boat! He was dressed as he always was in a green tank top and tight spandex shorts. nobody wears spandex like Heero I thought with a smile. I breathed in the smell of Heero and leather. The leather seats that, it occured to me, I was probably ruining.
"Sorry I'm so wet, Heero."
He didn't look at me he just said, "Hnn."
We drove in silence for a minute. I tried in vain to make words come out of my mouth. I'm usually so good with casual conversation, but my glib tongue was gone. It had been replaced by a lead weight that made it nearly impossible to move let alone make sounds. "You're awfully quiet." Heero said finally, "It's a nice change." I didn't respond. I just swallowed hard. I was desperately pleading with my wit to come back from it's smoke break. Sadly, it wasn't done and had decided to light another cigarette leaving me to squirm next to Heero. My thoughts were getting smokier by the second. Everything was a haze. I just couldn't think sitting next to the object of my desire!
"If you wanted to see me why didn't you call first?" Heero said as he pulled the car to a stop at a red light.
I stared at him with wide eyes and opened my mouth, but nothing intelligent came out. It was more of a mumble than actual words, " buz bin de neighbuh-hud ndd tut aye'd stepp byyyyy."
If my mind hoped the mumbling and slurring would disguise my answer, then it was wrong.
"In the neighborhood? Doing what?"
I looked out the window at the houses as we drove by and chewed my lip harder. Then the strangest sound came from Heero. I could've sworn he chuckled. Which is highly unusual for Heero, the gun toting ex-soldier. I looked at him and he was, in fact, smiling. I smiled back nervously.
"Duo, if you wanted to see me then you should've called first."
That time I didn't bother to lie. I just blushed and nodded.
He smiled and pulled the car to a stop in a strange driveway.
I looked around, the house was huge. It was designed to look like an old southern plantation. It even had magnolia trees and dogwood trees, a nice touch. I reached for the handle to get out, but Heero stopped me. He pulled my hand away from the handle and smiled at me. I began to shiver again. This time it wasn't because of the cold. It was because of his warm hand around mine.
"Aren't we going to go inside?" I asked quietly.
For the first time since I'd entered the car I'd made sense, I smiled inwardly. Looks like the smoke break was over.
He just smiled and shook his head. As I stared into his dark eyes I could feel my knees turning into a wiggly jiggly mess. He was still holding my hand. His thumb was lightly tracing over my palm. Each slight movement he made sent shivers through out my body. I knew my desire was becoming more obvious as I felt my jeans begin to feel too tight.
"I know why you came to see me Duo."
I felt myself blush to the roots of my hair.
"It's the reason I was looking for you." he said leaning so close to me I could feel his warm breath fanning across my lips. I heard myself gasp before I could stop it. I realized I was staring at him slack jawed.
"I've been thinking about the things you used to say in your sleep Duo."
I tried to look away, I was so embarrassed about the x-rated sex dreams starring him that I'm sure he had over heard, but he stopped me cupping my face with his free hand. "Don't turn away now. I want to see your eyes, your face, your expressions. I want to give you what I know you've always wanted."
I looked at him with wide eyes. My mouth felt dry. I found myself roughly chewing my lower lip. I didn't want to speak I was so afraid that Heero would stop. I was afraid I'd awake and it would all be a dream.
"Hee.." I started but he silenced me with a long forefinger.
"Shh.. Duo, it's my turn to talk."
I nodded and winced as I realized my constant biting had caused my lip to bleed. Before I could wipe it Heero leaned forward and pressed my lips with a chase kiss. Then he licked the tiny droplet of blood away. He smiled devilishly at me, making me giddy and nervous all at once. I wasn't used to this kind of behavior from Heero.
"Duo, I'm going to take you." he growled in a husky voice.
I trembled at the words. I wanted this for so long, but doubts began to fill my mind. Questions began to swim to the top of my thoughts and pop out. One question in particular reverberated through my thoughts, "What about Relena?" It had flown out of my mouth before I could censor it. Heero snorted. "What did I say about talking? I'm going to have to teach you a lesson Duo." He pulled the hand he'd been caressing towards his lips and kissed my fingertips one at a time. I sucked in breaths sharply. I'd been so hungry for him for so long, that these simple touches were sending me way too close to the edge of release. I shuddered as he began to nip lightly at the sensitive skin. Then he began to suck lightly on my forefinger and middle finger. I was shaking with excitement. I moaned softly in response to his expert tongue. He pulled me into his lap and slid his hands under my shirt. He began to twist lightly at my nipples and grinned naughtily at me. I trembled.
"Oh Heero! Ungh... soo good!" I moaned as he began to knead my butt with his strong fingers.
"Are you close Duo?"
"Mmmm... so close Heero!" I said breathing heavily.
"Duo could you help me along a little. I think it's time for you to orally assert yourself."
I nodded enthusiastically and reached for his familiar spandex shorts. I moaned as he pulled himself out and offered me his swollen member. Good Lord! He's hung! My eyes must've given away my surprise because he grinned and coaxed me down between his legs. I happily began to pleasure my Japanese warrior. He writhed and bucked silently under me. I was eager to show him all the fellatio tips I'd learned from Cosmo magazine. From the way he was moving under me I could tell those horny chicks know their stuff! Then in a magnificent moment he released in my mouth and cried out. I nearly came from his orgasm. I looked up at him hungrily. I was ready for my own release. I smiled and leaned toward him. This was going to be magic, the moment that I'd dreamed of since I met him.
"Heero, I'm soo close." I whispered huskily, my heart was pounding in my chest. He smiled and touched my face slightly. "I think it's time to get out of the car." He said in a husky voice. I nodded and opened the door. He wanted to go inside and do this right. I was ecstaticas I imagined our love making I could hardly wait! As I turned to look at him, I could see a change in his demeanor. His smile was menacing and he looked dangerous. He shoved me out of the car. I fell into a puddle on my hands and knees. I could feel my knees and palms sting from the hard fall. I looked up at him in confusion. Had I done something wrong? Had he noticed when I scraped the tip of his penis on accident? What had I done to deserve this? I started to talk but he held up his hand to silence me. "I told you not to talk. I told you that I'd teach you a lesson. That's the problem with you. You never listen to others Duo, you're too busy listening to the sound of your voice! By the way you give shitty head!" he sneered.
"Hee..." I started to say, but he slammed the door in my face and spun the car around splashing me with mud.
By the time I said 'ro' he was gone. Accelerating off down the street, leaving me in a stranger's driveway covered in mud and horny as all hell. I got up and squared my shoulders. I'm not gonna cry I chanted in my head as I began the long walk to the bus stop. I can't help but feel I've been cheated. This wasn't what I'd imagined. This wasn't what our first sexual encounter was supposed to be like!
"God I'm getting blue balls! This fucking sucks!" I'm gonna get even with that bastard!
So here I am miles from home: I'm cold, I'm wet, and I'm beyond frustrated! Why is it I always find myself in these situations?
End
I felt his limpness against my thigh...