Bob: <sets Emily down with a sigh> Well, now for a complete change of moods, we go from a crossover to a hentai threesome. ^__^ Or what *will* be a hentai threesome, jist as soon as I can get it written. <kicks his dead author gently> At least she'll be pleased with all the work I've done while she's been dead...

Warnings and disclaimers: No money, don't sue, not mine even though I'm playing with them... OOC, AU, after the war, yaoi, and a sympathetic Relena. Hell, this is a threesome featuring everyone's favorite spandex soldier, braid boy, and queen of the world. And it gets a little limey towards the end! <smirks> ^_~ On with the fic!


Two's Company... by Lys ap Adin
Part Two

Prussian eyes widened still further at Duo's blatant invitation. Then, an almost imperceptible flush creeping across his face, Heero turned and retreated, shutting the door behind him.

Duo muttered a brief curse, letting his head drop forward again to rest on Relena's shoulder. "Well, shit."

Relena sighed. "It figures that he'd walk in at just this moment, ne?"

"He's the perfect soldier, so of course he has perfect timing," Duo groaned.

Relena poked him in the side. " 'Uh, hi, Heero, care to join us'?" she repeated incredulously.

"It was the best I could do on such short notice!" he protested. "Stop poking me. Besides, we might have gotten lucky and he might've joined in..."

"Keep dreaming, Duo." Relena rolled her eyes. "Well, now what do we do?"

"For one, you can *stop* *poking* *me*," Duo said firmly, swatting the offending hand away. Relena chuckled. "Think I ought to hunt him down and explain things to him?"

Relena nodded, playing with his braid. "What are we going to tell him?" she asked quietly.

"Beats the hell out of me," Duo confessed.

"We're screwed," Relena muttered.

"You wish," Duo told her dryly.

"Yeah, I do." Relena smiled faintly. "Y'know, maybe we *should* consider a threesome... if we can talk Heero into it."

Duo lifted his head and looked searchingly at her. "Yeah. Maybe we should," he agreed, violet eyes thoughtful.


Of all the things in the world he'd never expected to see in his lifetime, Relena and Duo involved in a post coital snuggle was somewhere near the top of Heero's list. He shook his head violently, trying desperately not to dwell on the image of the two lying together on Duo's couch, limbs entangled, exchanging a gentle caress... That image faded away, only to be replaced by other, more interesting, thoughts concerning what might have been occurring *before* he had dropped by to see Duo the previous evening.

Heero poured another cup of coffee. He hadn't been able to get any sleep, not with ...that... running through his mind every time he closed his eyes. He'd need every last bit of caffeine he could get if he wanted to stay completely alert today... As if he wasn't going to be distracted as hell any way.

// to join us?// What was that supposed to mean?

Heero scowled, hating how off-balance the entire situation had made him. Why should he care if Duo and Relena screwed each other like minks? It didn't affect him any... even if the former *was* his best friend and the latter was the woman who'd been pursuing him for years now. There was absolutely no reason for him to be feeling this... betrayed.

Somebody knocked on the door. Heero sat his coffee down, feeling a small amount of trepidation. Somehow, he *knew* who would be waiting for him on the other side. Duo.

He was correct. Duo stood in the hallway outside Heero's apartment, hands stuffed in his pockets and shoulders hunched. His violet eyes were tired. "Heero, can we talk... please?" he asked.

"I have work," Heero grunted.

"Can't you... call in sick or something? Just this once. It's important, Heero." Duo's expression turned pleading. "Please."

Heero turned on his heel and walked back into his kitchen, leaving the door open behind him. Duo sighed in relief, following the other man inside, pushing the door closed behind himself. By the time he had joined Heero in the kitchen, the other was already telling his supervisor that he was taking the day off. Not requesting, Duo noted. Telling... in the same monotone he used when delivering death threats. Duo smiled slightly, amused by Heero's approach. Finished, Heero turned around. "So talk."

Leaning against the counter opposite Heero, Duo crossed his arms, smile fading into a serious expression. "Ano... where to begin?"

"Hn. You were the one who wanted to talk," Heero told him shortly.

"Yeah, yeah, I know." Duo uncrossed his arms and fidgeted with his braid. "It just figures that I'd not know what to say when it really counts, ne?"

"It's not important." Heero shrugged slightly. "I was just a little surprised, that's all. I didn't know you two were a couple."

Duo raked a hand through his bangs, choosing his words carefully. "We're not... precisely... a couple. I think. Maybe. I'm not sure." He made a face. "I'm tempted to say we were both drunk and blame what happened last night on the beer, but... that's not true. Maybe we weren't quite thinking straight, but we both knew what we were doing. At the time. Now I'm not so sure..."

"How can you not be sure?" Heero asked, a note of disbelief in his voice. "You slept together."

"It's not that simple, Heero," Duo told him gravely. Heero looked sceptical. "Up until last night, the two of us were just pretty good friends and that was it. We were just feeling lonely because the guy we're in love with doesn't have a clue... and things went from there. So now we're more than friends. I guess."

Heero looked... shocked. "" he repeated.

Duo smiled at him faintly. "Yeah, baka, love. What did you think Relena and I had in common, huh? We're both madly in love with you, Heero."

"Masaka." Heero seemed to be having difficulties in accepting the bald statement.

Duo threw up his hands in frustration. "Y'see? It's reactions like that one that make us willing to take a scrap of affection where we can find it. Fuck, Heero, did you think the two of us spend so much time with you for your conversational skills?"

"Demo... both of you..." If Duo hadn't known better, he'd have sworn Heero was on the verge of hyperventilating.

Duo shrugged. "It's a little weird, but we decided that a mutual support group was a better idea than trying to backstab each other every step of the way. By the way, what do you think about threesomes?"

Heero's jaw dropped. "Nani?!"

Duo's smile widened. "Never mind, I guess it's not that important."

// to join us?//

"You... hentai." Heero shook his head slowly, beginning to wonder if he weren't just dreaming all the surreal events that had transpired since the night before. "I can't believe--"

"I'm only a hentai when it comes to you... and Relena, I guess," Duo shrugged. "And what can't you believe? Your good fortune in having two gorgeous people hot for you?"

"...Baka." Then Heero's eyes went a little wide as Duo pushed away from the counter, stalking across the kitchen with a decidedly predatory air. "Ano... Duo..." He pressed himself as far back on the counter behind his back as possible, trying to retreat and failing. "What are you doing?"

Duo's eyes glinted. "Shut up, Heero." Placing his hands on either side of Heero's face, he kissed him with intent and purpose. *I'm probably going to get my lights punched out for this stunt, but... damn it's worth it...*

Heero stiffened at the insistent caress, too stunned to act immediately. Duo was... kissing... him... and he--was kissing back... and tentatively placing his hands on Duo's hips, pulling him closer.

*Oh my God... I can't believe he's letting me do this...* Duo thought, as Heero's lips softened and parted against his. Duo deepened the kiss, slipping his tongue into Heero's coffee-flavored mouth.

Heero paused, adjusting to the new sensation, and then experimentally moved his tongue against Duo's. The braided one made a quiet noise of pleasure, sliding one hand through Heero's tousled hair to cup the back of his head. The other hand Duo moved to Heero's waist, slipping it to the small of his back.

They broke apart, Duo gasping for air and Heero with stunned cobalt eyes. They stared at each other for a moment, then Duo leaned in again, kissing the corner of Heero's mouth and then trailing his lips down and along the sharply-defined line of Heero's jaw. Heero inhaled sharply, his fingers digging into their grips on Duo's hips, as Duo's tongue flickered out, tracing small wet patterns on the corner of his jaw.

Duo smiled, nuzzling Heero's throat, inhaling the pleasant clean scent of his skin. He nipped at the smooth column of skin, apologizing with dozens of gentle kisses when Heero hissed a little in surprise. "Duo--"

"Sh. Don't speak. Just feel," Duo murmured, moving his hand from the back of Heero's head to place a finger over his lips. Heero nodded slightly, then moved one hand to grasp Duo's braid.

*Why do they always go for the braid?* Duo wondered lazily as Heero tugged on the braid, forcing Duo's head to tilt back. Then he moaned quietly into Heero's mouth, eagerly sparring with him for dominance.

Heero shivered slightly as Duo's hands moved to rest against his chest briefly before attacking the buttons of his shirt, skillful hands untucking it and impatiently slipping his hands inside. They roamed across Heero's skin, toying with his nipples, teasing and exciting him.

Breaking away from Duo's mouth again, Heero leaned his head back to give Duo better access... and looked straight across the room to where Relena stood in the doorway, an unreadable expression on her face.