Jade: Finally! We finished part 9!
dhuron: After many late, late nights...
Jade: and much french vanilla pudding wrestling and dry cleaning bills...
dhuron: *grins* Oh yes, how could we forget that...
Jade: or the cherry jello... *snickers*
dhuron: Ne..if you kept that up we won't get to posting the fic
Jade: *pouts* but it's so much fun! and good for the skin... *gets out bowl of pudding*
dhuron: Hai, but we can have fun later when we're hiding from everyone.
Jade: ok then! Here goes! *clicks send*
dhuron: ~grabs the bowl of pudding and runs off with a wink~
Jade: *grabs whipped cream and follows* bye!
Title: Conflicting Emotions part 9
Authors: dhuron and Jade (d_huron @ yahoo.com, jade9999 @ aol.com)
Pairings: 1+2, 2+3, 3x4, 5+1
Warnings: yaoi, lemon, angst
Disclaimers: we don't own the Gundam boys, we're just playing with them
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Heero stood in the darkness, watching as Duo walked off with a stranger. A girl. He tried to push away the unreasonable stab of jealousy that pierced his heart. He hoped that he hadn't ruined everything. He hoped Duo would give him another chance. He hoped Duo would even speak to him again. The lyrics of the familiar song came back to him.
/Somewhere out there beneath the pale moonlight/
The two figures left his vision and the Japanese boy felt the cold air on his skin. He had been such an idiot. Duo was everything to him, the braided boy was his Jonathan from times past. He felt a stinging wetness in his eyes.
/Someone's thinking of me and loving me tonight
Somewhere out there someone's saying a prayer
That we'll find one another in that dream somewhere out there/
Heero vowed he would never give up on their love. He knew Duo loved him too. He just needed to convince the longhaired boy that he could trust him again. He took a shuddering breath, heart aching with loss. The wetness finally began to fall from his eyes, Heero couldn't stop their flow. He felt so alone, once again his Jonathan was taken away from him. The Japanese boy cried for the first time since he was a child.
/And even though I know how very far apart we are
It helps to think we might be wishin' on the same bright star
And when the night wind starts to sing a lonesome lullaby
It helps to think we're sleeping underneath the same big sky/
Heero cried, remembering the feeling, however brief, of Duo in his arms. He knew he would never love another that way, and if Duo never forgave him, he would spend the rest of his life alone. Heero felt so hollow, empty without the braided boy. First his parents had left him, then his aunt sent him away, and then he drove Duo away from him. His tears came faster and a few choked sobs lips the trembling lips. Night's cool air didn't bother him anymore; the pain in his heart was too great.
/Somewhere out there if love can see us through (love can see us through)
Then we'll be together somewhere out there
Out where dreams come true/
Heero walked slowly back to his room, alone, face still wet with tears of sorrow. He would find Duo and make him understand. He would never give up. He would convince the other boy that no matter what happened, there would be someone, Heero, who loved him unconditionally...The Japanese boy looked up into the night's sky; the stars were shining down on his saddened face. Heero closed his eyes and wished upon the stars, he asked them to give him another chance with Duo.
Trowa stood stunned in the hallway. Duo loved him? It couldn't be! He looked down the hall, where the braided boy had run. Was he the reason for all Duo's pain? Trowa finally realized that he was the one that hurt Duo so deeply. Trowa started to run the way Duo had gone. He didn't know what to say to his friend, but he had to talk to him. Then a golden vision stepped in his way, and he couldn't stop in time. He ran straight into Quatre, knocking the smaller boy against the wall.
"Trowa!" cried Quatre, sliding to the floor.
"Quatre, are you ok?" The taller boy asked, quickly helping the blonde to stand on his feet. "I'm sorry," he said, needing to find Duo.
"I... I think so... what's wrong, Trowa?" Quatre held on to Trowa's arm. He felt dizzy, but Trowa was clearly in a hurry to go somewhere.
The taller boy felt a wave of guilt wash over him; his angel was hurt. "Everything is fine, Quatre. However, you don't look so well." Trowa's arm surrounded the slim waist of his lover and he escorted Quatre to his room. He could find Duo later, after he knew that his angel would be fine.
"Oh, Trowa, I'll be ok," reassured Quatre, though he was glad to have Trowa's support. He leaned against the tall boy, loving the warmth of his body next to him.
"Quatre, I'm taking you to my room so you can lay down. You hit the wall pretty hard," Trowa said guiltily.
Quatre let Trowa lead him to his room, glad to sit down. He was getting a headache. "Do you have any Tylenol?"
The taller boy looked at the blonde sitting on his bed. He went to the shared restroom and grabbed a small bottle of Tylenol. After he had given Quatre two pills and some water he realized that the bottle was Duo's. The braided boy's words came back to him... "I love you..."
Quatre looked up at Trowa. "Do you mind if I just lie down for a little while? I feel a bit dizzy..." Trowa looked so sad, and Quatre wondered why.
The taller boy snapped out of his thoughts and smiled down at the golden angel. "I don't mind..." Trowa walked over and joined Quatre on the bed. He felt bad for hurting the other boy, it seemed that all he was doing was causing pain to the people around him.
Quatre settled back, content in Trowa's arms, and drifted off to sleep, not knowing the turmoil in the other boy's heart.
Duo let his new friend lead him along a quiet street. He trusted her for some reason. "Where are we going, Relena?"
The blonde girl stopped and turned to face Duo, "To my house. It's on the campus of the school. We have spare rooms, and you can sleep there."
"Are you sure?" Duo asked, wanting nothing more than to sleep, and be away from the dorm. "I don't want to be any bother."
"It's no bother, Duo. I know you don't want to go back to your dorm, and I'm not going to let you sleep outside." She gave his hand a gentle squeeze, "It's okay, really."
They walked up to a huge house. Duo blurted out, "But that's the Dean's house!"
"Yes, my father." She replied. "Are you okay, Duo?'
"Your father is the Dean?" Duo was amazed. Relena didn't seem snobby or anything.
"Yes, although I wished he wasn't." Relena said, sadness entering her voice. They walked into the empty house.
"Why do you wish that?"
Relena sighed, "It's a long story, Duo. Maybe I'll tell you tomorrow..."
Duo could tell she didn't want to talk about it. "Ok. But if you ever want to talk..."
"Thanks..." She replied, leading them into the house and up the stairs
Duo looked around in amazement at the huge house. He had never been inside a house this big. Relena led him to a closed door.
"You can stay in this room, I'll go and get some clothes for you to sleep in. My brother left most of his older stuff here." She said, noticing his wide eyes. Relena smiled at the boy before vanishing down the hall.
Duo said, "Sure, thanks!" He walked into the huge room. It was bigger than his whole house. He flopped down on the big bed, realizing how tired he was.
Relena knocked on the door before entering; she looked over and found Duo fast asleep on the large bed. She smiled softly down at the sleeping face and pulled a blanket over him. "Sleep tight, Duo." The blonde girl walked towards and door and turned off the lights, with one last look back she left.
Quatre woke up, not sure where he was, then he felt the warm body next to him. Trowa was holding him, and it felt so good.
The blonde could feel every inch of his body pressed against the muscled form of his love; he squirmed just a tad. The reaction was a sharp intake of breathe. Quatre knew the other boy was awake; he wanted Trowa to touch him. Quatre had had one taste of passion, and he craved more. He felt his cock harden and pressed himself against his lover, rocking gently.
Trowa's eyes fluttered closed, the slight movements of his lover were maddening. He had been awake for about twenty minutes, lost in thought. Then Quatre began to squirm, which aroused the taller boy. He wanted to bury himself in that tight heat, as the rocking continued Trowa forgot about everything.
Quatre felt Trowa's body respond to him, and he teasingly ran a small hand down Trowa's well-developed chest, sliding his fingers under the hem. Smiling slightly, he looked up at the green-eyed boy. "You feel good, Trowa..."
"Quatre..." he gasped out, the teasing fingers arousing him, further. Trowa began to lick and nibble on the blonde's ear, while running on hand over the slim hip. "You feel wonderful..." He whispered while he began to stroke the bulge in Quatre's pants.
Quatre moaned as he felt Trowa's hands on him. The touch set him on fire; he needed more and he needed it now. He pushed his hand under Trowa's shirt, brushing against the other boy's nipples, wanting to hear his lover moan.
The taller boy gasped as his lover began to tease his hardening nipples, his hips began to rock against Quatre. His hand moved to the zipper of the blond's pants and lowered the zipper.
Quatre held his breath; he couldn't wait to feel Trowa's hands on him. He moaned as he felt the other boy's warm hand reach inside to tease his cock. "Oh Trowa..." the blond boy moaned, arching up to meet his hand.
Trowa began to stroke his lover's burning length; his tongue teased one delicate ear as his hand teased Quatre's cock. "Quatre..."
Quatre threw his head back and moaned; Trowa was so good.... "What, Trowa? What do you want?" Quatre knew he would do anything the green- eyed boy wanted. He wanted to try everything.
"You." Trowa whispered. With his free hand, he guided Quatre's hand to his bulging arousal. His lover felt so good, so hot. Another soft moan left his lips; the blonde was his addiction and need. "What do you want, Quatre?"
"I want you to touch me, Trowa... I want to taste you," Quatre answered, squeezing the hard length through the pants. "I want to make you feel good."
"I want you to feel good, too." Trowa said while unfastening Quatre's pants and pushing them down the slim hips, "I want to taste you as well, my lover." Quatre raised his hips and happily let Trowa remove his pants. His dripping erection poked out of the top of his briefs, aching to be touched. He pulled at Trowa's pants, trying to get them off.
"Angel...", Trowa moaned. He helped the blonde to remove his own pants before teasing the tip of Quatre's cock.
Quatre moaned in protest at the teasing. "Please, Trowa..." He helped Trowa remove his shirt, and he ran his hands over the other boy's smooth skin.
Trowa arched into the touch, his skin burning from pleasure. Quickly he removed his love's shirt, and then his briefs. They lay together, kissing passionately while their cocks ground together. Trowa began to move, turning so that his mouth was hovering over Quatre's dripping cock; his tongue darted out to tease the sensitive flesh.
Quatre gasped as Trowa licked at him; he looked up at Trowa's dripping arousal bobbing above his head. He reached up and wrapped his fingers around it, drawing it down to his mouth.
Trowa gasped out loud as he was taken into Quatre's mouth, his hips pushed is cock into the heat while be took more of his lover's hardness.
Quatre took in Trowa's arousal slowly, loving the taste of the boy's hot need. It wasn't easy to concentrate when Trowa's talented mouth was pleasuring him. The blond boy slowly licked at the hard length, pumping it as he licked.
The blonde's tongue teased and caressed Trowa's hard cock, he moaned around his lover's arousal. His head began to bob up and down, needing to taste Quatre's passion.
Quatre thrust his hips up, trying to drive his cock deeper into that sweet heat. Trowa's mouth on him was driving him insane, building up pressure and making him gasp. He tried to speed up his strokes, alternating sucking Trowa's erection and pumping it with his hand.
Trowa's hips thrust downward, into the warm hand and hot mouth. He could feel himself near the peak of climax; he wanted Quatre to come first. He sped up, driving the blonde over the edge
Quatre screamed, taking his mouth off Trowa's cock briefly. He thrust up, and then he was climaxing, pumping his hot seed into Trowa's waiting mouth. The incredible pleasure went on and on, and the blond almost sobbed as he emptied his desire.
Trowa swallowed all of his lover's passion, moaning as his hips continued to thrust. He felt the cool air touch his burning cock briefly, before crying out and releasing his desire into Quatre's awaiting mouth. It was pure bliss; his cock throbbed within the wet heat as he licked Quatre's softening erection.
Quatre swallowed Trowa's passion, savoring the taste, while the tremors of his own climax receded. He licked Trowa clean, and the tall boy turned around and lay beside him. "That was incredible, Trowa. Did I do ok?"
The taller boy took Quatre's lips in a fierce kiss, slipping his tongue into his lover's mouth. He deepened his kiss, trying to show the blonde with his actions. Trowa broke the kiss, needing to breathe, and smiled. "You're wonderful, Quatre."
Quatre smiled and nuzzled up against Trowa. "I think I'm falling in love with you..." he whispered.
"I think I love you, too." Trowa whispered before kissing his lover once last time. He pulled the other boy closer to him and closed his eyes, soon slipping into bittersweet dreams of Quatre and Duo.
Quatre drifted off too, secure in his lover's arms. He didn't feel Trowa slip out about an hour later. The tall boy had woken and realized he needed to check on Duo.
Trowa crept quietly into the braided boy's room. He needed to know that Duo was ok. He was consumed by guilt about his treatment of his friend, and his insensitivity. But as Trowa walked into the small room, he could see it was empty, and the bed hadn't been slept in. He sank down on the bed, whispering, "Duo? What have I done?"
+end part 9