Category: Yaoi, AU, Gundam Wing
Pairings: 1+2, will be 1x2
Warnings: shonen ai
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His hand hit the alarm clock mere seconds after it began its irritating call, not bothering to open his eyes as he turned to go back to sleep. Nuzzling against the warmth, his mind was slow to question the presence beside him. When it did, he nearly had another episode of falling to the floor, only Heero's grip on him preventing it as his eyes snapped open. He did, of course, recognize the boy from the night before, but he was confused that he could be having the same dream again. Blinking at the intense eyes so close to his, he frowned.
"I've never had this much trouble waking up from a dream before," he said lightly, still scowling. "I don't think I like it."
"You're awake." Staring into those violet eyes, Heero couldn't understand how he'd failed to recognize the boy. It was true that his human form had minuscule differences, but his eyes were the same, and his long hair hadn't changed a bit. Not releasing his hold on the boy, Heero wondered how he was going to bear being around him without telling him who he was.
"You're saying you're real?" Duo asked, sighing as he turned his head to glance at the alarm clock. The red numbers glowed in the darkness the same as they did every morning, and it was getting harder to believe he was dreaming. "So why are you here again?"
Heero frowned as he wondered if the boy had truly forgotten his words, but decided to remind him. "I'm here to protect you."
"Oh yeah." Smirking suddenly, Duo looked down at the arms wrapped around his waist and shook his head, recognizing the movement of his now-free hair. "And that's why you're holding me? I have to admit, I haven't heard that one before." The boy didn't give any reaction, and he sighed as he pushed away, frowning when the arms didn't give. "Let go."
It was infuriating, but Heero released him immediately. Suddenly, he understood why Zechs had said it would be difficult to follow the boy's orders as they included things he didn't want to do. Sitting up as Duo swung his legs over the bed, Heero frowned at the glowing thing set beside the bed. If it hadn't made that noise, Duo wouldn't have woken and he could have held him longer. He was making up his mind to destroy the thing when Duo stood, and he leapt off the bed before the boy could reach the door. "Where are you going?"
"Well, I have to get ready for work," Duo said, turning to smile at the strange boy. "If you're really a bodyguard, you can watch the door for me to make sure no one tries to get me."
"I'm not a...body guard," Heero said, not recognizing the word. "I'm your protector."
"Okay, but I don't need protected while I shower." He'd decided to go along with the boy. If his memories from last night were right, there was something really wrong with him and it wouldn't be in his best interest to argue. "Don't worry, I won't drown." Stepping to the dresser against the wall, he grabbed some clothes before opening his bedroom door. The boy caught his arm before he could step through it, however, and he felt a chill run down his back. "What?"
"You will not leave my sight," Heero said slowly, his eyes glinting as he saw how wary the boy's stance was. "I'm going with you."
"In the shower?!" The boy frowned and Duo couldn't prevent himself from choking as his eyes widened. "No way!" Glaring, he pushed the boy lightly on the chest, frowning when he didn't so much as flinch backwards. "Look, I'm willing to go along with this little...whatever, but you're not coming into the bathroom with me. Understand?"
"No. What's a bathroom?"
It was delivered so seriously, Duo almost explained it to him, but he caught himself in time. "Stop that, I'm serious. If you have to protect me, you can wait outside the door, okay?"
"I can't see you through the door," Heero said, shaking his head.
"That's the point!" Duo yelled, staring at the boy in anger. "God! What's wrong with you?!"
"I'm not God, I'm Heero." This didn't seem to sit well with the boy, and he was very confused. He didn't know what he'd done to infuriate the boy, but he could tell Duo was very upset, his breaths were coming fast and his teeth were clenched. "Show me this bathroom," he said slowly, "Maybe you can go in alone if it's safe."
"I don't need your permission." He tried to make it sound indignant, but he didn't think it worked, especially since his head was starting to hurt. "Come here." Grabbing Heero's wrist, he jerked him into the living room and threw open the bathroom door. "See? All safe."
There was no one in the small room, and Heero had to admit, he couldn't see anything dangerous in it. As much as he didn't want to let the boy out of his sight, he finally nodded . "Yes, you can go in there. I'll be right here."
"Great," Duo purred, his sarcasm blatantly obvious as he stepped into the room. "I'm so grateful for your permission." Heero gave a sharp nod and he stared at him for a moment before slamming the door in the boy's face.
* * *
"Look, if you're going with me then you have to...act normal. None of this trying to follow me into the bathroom crap." The dark-haired boy simply stared at him, and Duo groaned, slapping a hand over his face. "Damnit, I can't take you out dressed like that."
Frowning, Heero looked down at the clothing he wore, fingering his green shirt. "What's wrong with it?" Duo was wearing much more clothing, he had noticed that, but somehow that didn't seem to be the problem.
"If I show up with you dressed like some kid just out of middle school, my agent'll drop me. Here," Duo sighed, rushing into his bedroom again and jerking some clothes out of the closet. He also got a pare of dress shoes since Heero's yellow sneakers just weren't going to cut it. "Put this on and hurry up or I'll be late."
"Late?" Heero asked. But the boy had turned suddenly as he'd pulled off his shirt, and he frowned, halting his movements. "What?"
"You could have used the bathroom," Duo said dryly, trying to forget the very nice body the boy had revealed.
"To...shower?" The boy groaned again, and Heero shook his head, dressing quickly as he'd been ordered to hurry. "There."
Turning, Duo abruptly found himself grinning. His dark brown hair was still tousled, but the black suit looked good on him, making him look distinguished. Actually, his first thought had been something from a movie where Heero was an undercover agent, but this reminded him of the boy's supposed role as his 'protector', and his smile left him. "That's fine. Well, come on. We can still catch the bus."
Duo didn't say anything, pointing to the open door of his apartment with violet eyes narrowed to slits. When the boy stepped out, he locked it behind him and turned. Heero was looking up and down the hall, and he just managed to stop the boy from opening, or trying to open, one of the doors. "Hey, you can't do that. See, this is my apartment," he pointed to his door, those cobalt eyes following his hand. "But those are other people's. I can't afford my own building, who can? For someone who's supposed to have read a file on me, you don't know much, do you?"
"Hn." Heero didn't grace that with any further response, and the long-haired boy turned away, hefting his case and marching down the hall. He caught up with him quickly, then his breath caught and he grabbed Duo, jerking him back against him.
"What are you doing?" Duo cried, his eyes wide as he'd nearly fallen down the stairs out of fright. "Let go of me."
"No. You could fall." He glared at the stairs, noting that there were doors every so often, and he couldn't think what they led to. All he knew was that the steep downgrade was a potential danger. Since it was obvious that Duo wanted to go down, he had no choice but to help him, and he lifted the boy quickly, his own steps easy as he descended.
"Hey! I can walk you know..." The boy didn't so much as glance at him, and he let out a very disgruntled breath. "God, I hope no one sees this, I'll never hear the end of it."
"No one will see," Heero said quickly, making sure no doors in the building would open, "And I've told you before, I'm not God, I'm Heero.". Making sure no one saw them was a simple request, and he was glad he didn't have to follow the last one as putting the boy down would endanger him. It seemed there were ways around following every order. //And he belongs here...in my arms.// Duo was holding onto his shoulders, and he allowed a smirk to cross his lips. Then they were standing before a pair of doors, and he gave a silent sigh as he slowly set the boy on his feet.
"Well," Duo drawled, looking the cobalt-eyed boy up and down slowly. "You can bet I'll be taking the elevator from now on." Heero raised an eyebrow at this, but he shook his head, jerking open the door and stepping out. Then he was shoved back against the wall and he groaned yet again. "What now?"
Heero didn't answer, he couldn't. The vehicles on the road were so close to them, and while they weren't moving that fast, they were large enough for him to stare. Yes, he'd heard of such things, but only in passing, and he was slow to calm. Then Duo shoved him hard and he whirled, frowning at the glare sent to him.
"You are going to stop doing that, understand? I mean it." Heero blinked, and Duo took a step forward. "Now, I'm going to walk to the bus stop. You can either follow me, or you can stay here and gawk at the cars. Either way, I don't really care. But don't you ever shove me again." He cursed suddenly, looking at his hands. "Great, look what you did."
Grabbing the boy's wrists, Heero scowled, his thumbs smoothing over the scrapes from the brick. "Damnit."
The boy seemed furious, and Duo blinked at the self-condemnation he could swear he heard. "Well...it's not that bad. I'm just mad, is all." A glance at his watch, and he was walking away very quickly. "Let's go!"
* * *
They actually made it to the bus stop on time, with only a few minor incidents that involved Heero pulling a gun on a few pedestrians who shoved them. Duo still couldn't figure out where he pulled it from since there definitely hadn't been one in any of the pockets of the suit he'd given him. And then, on the bus, the boy had practically strangled some guy who'd hit on him. Although, why Heero thought a man calling him hot would endanger him, Duo was certain he'd never know. Still, it was rather flattering, in an odd, homicidal sort of way. One thing was for sure, though, Hilde would love him. If, of course, he wasn't late.
Yeah, this is short, all my parts are short right now. But guess who Hilde is, and guess what Duo's job is, go ahead. This is going to be fun.