Title: The Asbury Personals 3
Author: Sony_Mouse (Sony_Mouse@hotmail.com)
Pairings: 1+2
Warnings: Mild Language, AU, Five-Alive (Lemon, Lime and Citrus), You might think OOC (ahem... Solo)
Disclaimers: Not mine, nothing is mine
ARCHIVE: www.gwaddiction.com

Notes: A few nights I went out to watch the movie "Ghost World". I just HAD to see it because I'd just read the comic the other day. The biggest difference was that in the comic, `Personal Ads man' was just played a cruel trick on by the girls (kinda like in my fic, but MUCH crueler). And in the movie, it goes beyond that and they end up together (kinda, I won't tell you if they do end up together in the end or not, because that would spoil the movie). Watching that I kept thinking "Gee, is this a hint, that the Personal Ads guy should end up with the people who pay tricks on them?? If it does, then Heero's got a better chance then Duo thinks.


Last Part

Without even thinking about what he was doing, Duo let the sad, desperate words slip out of mouth.

"You said I had nice eyes. Last… last week you said I had nice, and that I made you feel good. Girl or boy, these eyes are still the same ones you saw that night, and it's still me that made you feel good back then, not her, me! Or... or where you lying just as much as I was?"

Not even bothering to turn around, Heero halted his steps to give a loud sigh, it was the only real sign of all the frustration and tension he still had trapped inside him.

"You just don't get it do you? Now matter how wonderful it was, or how great it could've been, I'll never be able go out with you, not even if you were the last man on earth, because in the end... you'd still just be that, a man."


After meeting with Heero, Duo hadn't felt much like going home. In fact, the idea of being anywhere near his friends made him feel even worse. He just wanted to be alone for awhile, to figure out what was going on, and just how in the hell was he going to deal with it.

He'd wondered around the town for a few hours, finally ending up at that same park bench that had caused all the problems in the first place.

No, that was unfair, he'd caused all the problems in the first place, not the bench, or Heero for that matter. Needless to say, none of this cheered him up much, and it was already starting to get dark out.

As soon as the thought entered his mind, Duo realized just how cold he was. There he was, sitting in the middle of fall, on a cold evening, wearing nothing more than his sweater.

Where was `his' jacket?

Immediately Duo shot up and ran back in the direction of the diner. Somehow, in the process of meeting Heero again, and then being completely miserable about meeting Heero again, he'd completely forgotten about the other man's jacket.

Hoping that the diner wasn't closed yet, Duo ran even faster, it was like nothing good could possibly happen today. But the more he thought about, the more he realized it was probably a good thing that Heero hadn't seen him in the jacket, he didn't really want to give back.

Storming down the streets, Duo finally saw the diner in the distance and sighed in relief when he noticed that it was still open.

Reaching the place of his destination, the braided student slammed the door and grabbed `his' jacket off the coat rack, thankful that no one had thought to steal it, or worse yet, recognized it.

Putting the warm jacket on, Duo had to wonder why he had so much sentimental value towards a something as silly as a jacket. It wasn't like he was even supposed to have it, he'd more or less stolen it, and was very unwilling to give it back.

But the answer was clear, it meant so much because it was Heero's jacket, and had been offered before he hated him, before he despised him, before Duo despised himself.

Looking around to make sure he hadn't caused too much of a disturbance, Duo saw that there was only one other person in the diner, an attractive businessman with unusual long blond hair in a pony tail.

Duo wanted to apologize for making so much noise, but didn't get the chance as his vision suddenly clouded over. A sick feeling came to his stomach, and the dizziness overwhelmed him.

His eyes rolled to the back of his head as his knees failed him. Duo didn't even make a sound as he fainted to the floor.


Moaning softly, Duo allowed himself to slowly become aware of his bright surroundings. Cursing himself at the same time for the pain it caused his eyes. The bed he slept in was amazingly comfortable, and at the same time, completely unfamiliar. He wasn't quite sure where he was, but one thing was for sure, he was completely naked, and he sure wasn't at home.

Turning slightly to the right, Duo was met with the presence of the same tall man he'd seen in the diner.

Blinking at the man, the braided boy made an effort to say something that would help him understand just what was going on.

"I don't mean to sound rude, but who the hell are you and where are my clothes?"

Smirking at Duo in a way that made him feel like the victim in a horror movie, the older man looked him over as if he was making some sort of last assessment.

"Well, well. Sleeping beauty has finally decided to join the living. It's a shame really, I was kind of enjoying having you in my bed."

Making a face at what that implied, Duo backed up just a bit for safety.

"That didn't help your case much, try again, and this time give me a good explanation or you'll really regret how bad a morning person I am."

Letting out a nice laugh, the tall blond handed Duo a warm set of towels. "I found you lying face down on the floor during my meal at some rundown diner. You must have caught a flu because you were quite sick." Giving his body another run down, the man stopped to stare at Duo's nicely defined chest. "You should take more care of the exquisite body of yours. I didn't know who you were, and you didn't have a wallet on you, so I took you home until you got better. I know it's skipping the date, but you looked like you'd be great in bed."


"Yes, definitely great in bed, nice and feisty."

Not quite sure whether or not the man could be trusted, Duo took the offered towels with extreme caution.

"Shouldn't you make sure someone is gay before you start hitting on them?"

"Not when they're as good looking as you, I thought I'd take the chance. And I'm sorry if you're offended, but for awhile we were scared we might have to take you to a hospital. I'm just happy to see you're alright."

Despite feeling unsure about the situation, Duo couldn't help but smile at the compliment and the man's caring tone. It was kind of nice to be appreciated once in a while. He was sick and tired of thinking about only Heero, and knowing that the young man despised him for what he was. This was a much welcome change.

"Well thanks for taking care of me, but I should be going home. How long have I been here?"

"Two nights."

"Two nights! Fuck, I'm dead. Solo will have the police after me. Why didn't you just take me to the hospital in the first place if I was that sick?"

"No need to get mad, I just thought that my personal surgeon would do a better job of taking care of someone as important as you."

"Personal surgeon?"

"Yes, personal surgeon. I should introduce myself. My name is Milliardo Peacecraft."

"Whoa, wait a minute, Milliardo Peacecraft … as in THE Milliardo Peacecraft. The really, really rich Milliardo Peacecraft."

"Well I do have much better assets then the company funds, but yes, I'm the `really, really rich' Milliardo Peacecraft."

Looking around at the well-lit room it didn't take long for Duo to realize that man was in fact telling the truth. This was probably the most expensive room he'd ever been in, or would ever be in for that matter.

"Well thanks all your help I guess, but I've been gone so long, I really should be going. I can't imagine how Solo's reacting."

"Wait, don't go. Here's my cell-phone, call your boyfriend and tell him you're fine, but you need to stay for breakfast. I must insist, it's the least you can do to say thanks."

Looking around nervously, Duo knew that he really should be heading home, but he really did like having this man make such a fuss about him. For the first time in ages he felt like someone actually wanted him for who he was, a young attractive, intelligent man. And like Milliardo had said, staying for breakfast was the least he could do to say thanks.

"Fine. Hand me the phone."

"I'll just be downstairs when you're done. Oh, and you can use to those towels if you want to have a shower. But don't be too long or you'll tempt me to come in and join you."

Nodding as the man left, Duo quickly dialed his apartment number in excitement.

"Wufei! Hey, it's me......oh, you're not talking to me anymore. All right, then give the phone to Solo...... Solo! Hi, I've got great news...... yes, I'm fine...... stop crying...... please stop crying...... I'm really ok...... no, It's alright...... you don't have to kill Heero, I swear he didn't kidnap me......come on Solo, stop crying already. Solo? Ok, I'm sorry, I was just sick and fainted in a restaurant. But it's ok because a really hot rich man picked me up...... yup, really. No I'm not lying! It's none other than the Milliardo Peacecraft...... Solo, I'm FINE! I'm really sorry about all this, and I'll be home. Don't worry anymore, I'll make it up to you all. I'm just going to have breakfast then I'll be home. Solo...no, SOLO......no, I'm not stealing some furniture, the couch you have is good enough......NO, I'm not pocketing any souvenirs either, what do I look like to you, some kind of common street thief? Good bye, I'll be home soon."

Placing the expensive phone down, Duo made his way over to the bathroom, but nearly fainted when he saw the interior. It was like nothing he'd ever seen before, nothing could be the nice.

Forty-five minutes later, it was only Duo's insane hunger that allowed him to pry himself form the amazing shower he was currently enjoying.

Reentering the room while he dried his hair off, Duo found a nice pair khaki pants, and an expensive sweater laid out for him on Milliardo's bed.

Unable to find the clothes he'd been wearing when he first came to the house, Duo grudgingly put them on and made his way downstairs.

After getting lost about four times, one of the house staff was kind enough to direct him towards Milliardo's dinning room of the day. He found his host waiting for him in an elaborate indoor winter garden with a large European breakfast spread out on the table.

"My, my, you are even more lovely than I first thought, please have a seat, preferably close to mine."

"You are absolutely shameless, what about Solo?"

"Oh please, you being taken wouldn't stop me from giving you all the compliments you clearly deserve to hear every minute of your life. Now please, have a seat and tell me all about yourself. I've had to wait two whole days to hear your lovely voice. Besides, if this `Solo' really was your boyfriend, I don't think you'd still be here with me now."

Resigning himself to his fate, Duo took a seat on the opposite side of the table as Milliardo, and began to eat some of the offered bread and costly imported cheese.

"Well my name is Duo, I'm a student struggling to pay his rent and tuition. I live with four very odd roommates, and one of them is Solo, so you're right, he's not my boyfriend. Oh, and I believe that all problems can be solved with either the use of alcohol or duct tape. No exceptions."

"As I expected, you're even more interesting then you are beautiful. So tell me, what if my car broke down?"

"Duct tape."

"What if my car was stolen?"


"Aha, what if I broke my leg?"

"Duct tape and alcohol, excessive amounts."

"Wait, I've got one. What about a small problem I have right now, I don't think any amounts of alcohol, nor the use of Duct tape would help me get rid of it."

Blushing slightly, Duo smirked at the older man's forward manner. "Well that's because your problem could only be solved after I've had lots of alcohol."

Holding up his hands in defense, Milliard smirked. "Alright, alright, fair enough, I suppose that was called for. Sorry if I'm coming on too strong, and duly noted for future reference. So how about I turn our conversation into a more professional one."

Raising his eyebrow, Duo peeked in interest.

"Alright, go ahead."

"You just mentioned that you're a `struggling student'. I'm willing to offer you a job that could end any money troubles you've ever had."

Jumping out of his seat, Duo almost flung the piece of bread he was holding at the other man's head.

"Now hold on just a moment. If this has anything to do with the movie `Pretty Woman' I'm leaving right here and now, and NEVER looking back."

Standing up to calm the boy down, Milliardo laughed out loud and handed the Duo his business card.

"Although that is a VERY tempting thought, I'd rather win you over without having to pay for your time. No, I'd like to offer you a job at my company."

"Doing just what exactly?"

"Well, that can be worked out once your there and see the different options, but it'll be something respectable I can assure you. I can see you are an intelligent young man, and I'm sure you'd be able to complete any tasks set forth. I'll even get you a job with the younger employees so you don't have to feel so out of place. No strings attached, I just feel you could really lighten the place up a bit. It's so full of stiff workers obsessed with their job. You, I can see, have a spark of life in you, and I like that."

"I'm not so sure this is a good idea."

"You don't have to agree now, take some time to think about it. If you decide soon, then come down to the address on my business card and you'll have a job right away. And I'll make the job hours as flexible as you want."

Feeling a small smile grown on his face, Duo pocketed the card in his new pants.

"Fine, give me back my clothes and jacket and I'll think about it. But admit it, you just want me there so you won't be the only gay man in the place."

Winking at the longhaired youth seductively, Milliardo smiled back.

"Oh my dear Duo, the business world is not nearly as straight as the world would like to think. But there is naturally a selfish reason for my hiring you. I just want to have you around me more, who wouldn't?" Duo had to wince at that, an almost forgotten name popping up in his head. "I'm afraid I'm quite taken with you and won't be satisfied until you're quite taken with me. Now let us sit down and enjoy the rest of the beautiful fall day. I'm sure you have places to go and people to meet, as jealous as that thought makes me."


The day flew by much quicker than Duo had expected it too, and by the time he had finally got home it was already later than he would have liked.

Upon entering the house, Solo nearly jumped him in joy. He demanded intricate details, and threatened that if he ever did something so stupid again he'd kill the longhaired bastard.

The others had been equally worried, but hid it much more efficiently than Solo did. Wufei even had to be dragged out of his room to welcome Duo back.

After getting them all seated, and telling them all that had happened in the last two days, leaving out a good portion of the conversation with Heero, they had all calmed down much more than before.

It was Wufei who first spoke. "So will you take the job?"

"I don't know, I mean, it all seems so unreal. I guess I could give it a try, then quit if I really hate it. I could use the money, and maybe then we could get a bigger apartment if the money really is that good. What do you all think?"

Solo jumped out of his seat at the chance to give his honest opinion. "I think you should definitely take it. When rich hot gay men ask you to work at their famous, classy companies, you don't say no. And besides, you'll finally be free of that stupid Heero business. Times are changing, and I want a bigger apartment."

Wufei pulled the excited boy down to the couch and continued where the other boy had left off in a much more controlled tone. "As much as I hate to agree with boy wonder over here, in this case I do. The job would be good for your university. The decision is naturally yours, but I think you could use the opportunity to learn some responsibly. If I ever have to spend two days comforting a crying Solo again because you felt the need to run around the town half naked, you know you're sleeping out in the hallway."

Pouting, Solo crossed his arms in annoyance. "Its not like you weren't also worried Wuffie-kins! As I recall, I found you waiting up late at night for Duo, not the other way around. Really, I don't know where you'd be with me to watch out for your sorry behind."

"Solo, I told you already, I wasn't worried, I was just hungry and needed to get something to eat."

Rolling his eyes at his two bickering friends, Duo turned to where Trowa and Quatre where happily sitting in each other's arms.

"What to you two think?"

"Well, does he have a Jacuzzi?"


"Does he have a Jacuzzi, one of those new ones with the massage jets?"

"Yes Quatre, but that's not... "

"Then take the job, maybe you can move in later and we can use it. I've always wanted to use a Jacuzzi with Trowa."

Quatre's long time boyfriend nodded in compliance with the blonde's words. The Jacuzzi would definitely be a fun way to spend an evening.

"Thanks you two, that was a heap of help." The two young lovers smiled warmly at Duo while visions of Jacuzzis danced in their heads. "Well, I might as well give it a try. I mean it'll be during broad daylight, so he can't seduce me. And he's already had me alone and did only good, not evil. So why the hell not!"

Looking around for approval, Duo found none as nobody was listening to his last little speech, or paying him any attention at all. Solo was still fighting with Wufei; Quatre was still talking about the many things that could be done in a Jacuzzi, and Trowa eagerly listed to his boyfriend's inventive ideas.

Smiling to himself, Duo got up and went looking for something that looked respectable enough to pass for a business suit. He'd never have to think about Heero or the whole personal ads incident ever again.

Milliardo was quite good looking, obviously liked him, and was five times nicer than Heero had ever been... at least after he found out he was a guy.

Yes, this was just what he needed. A fresh new start, a new job, and a new guy. What could go possible go wrong?


"Duo, I'm so glad you decided to join our team. I sure this will be a decision you won't regret. Allow me to introduce you to your division team. This is Janine, the team coordinator. That over there is Craig, the team secretary. That's Paul, our very talented software manager, and then there's Susan, the team coordinator."

Duo nodded and smiled as warmly as he could, while Milliardo made introductions. "Very pleased to meet you all, I'm Duo."

"Now where's our system analyst? Ah, there he is, already at his desk working, that's just like him." Whispering in Duo's ear he added his own opinion of the man. "A bit of bore if you ask me, doesn't like socializing much, so you don't really have to talk him if you don't want to." Milliardo then lifted his head to yell over to where the other man was working. "Mr. Yuy, I'd like you to meet our new intern, Duo Maxwell."

Duo's heart sank as soon as he got a good look at the last team member. It was none other than Heero.

Fate couldn't possible be this cruel.

Could it?




Well that's all for now... I'll get some more out ASAP. Anyways I just want to thank you all for you kind words. I honestly only got this part out so soon (and it was soon for me) because of all the comments.

So please send more (I'm addicted, I can't help it). Good or bad, it tells me people are reading it.