New Year Gathering : A Report
A pounding headache and the taste of unwashed sock in his mouth
greeted Heero as he woke up. The short haired boy groaned out loud at
his misfortune. His head felt like exploding. What the hell had
happened to him? Heero lay still, not wanting to increase his headache
and trying to sort out his memory of last nights events. Okay, judging
from his current condition and the amount of alcohol he had consumed,
he definitely had been drunk. Remembering Relena in pink tutu
certainly made him smile though. Thankfully he hadn't done anything
stupid last night. Well, no more stupid than accepting a proposal from
Talking about Duo, his last memory was of Duo coming into the bedroom.
Heero rolled over and looked around. He found he was alone in the bed
and in the room. He didn't have time to think any more about his
discovery as his stomach protested against his movement.
Heero put a hand over his mouth as his last meal threatened to come up
his throat. God, he would never ever get drunk again! Not wanting to
ruin the bed, Heero hurriedly left it and went out, his only goal was
the toilet in the bathroom. Paying no attention to his surroundings,
Heero opened the bathroom door. The toilet was located right across
from the door and upon seeing it, he dashed over and poured out the
contents of his stomach.
After a few minutes of retching and heaving, his stomach finally
settled down. Heero sighed in relief, pushed the flush button and
turned to the sink, clumsily washing out his mouth.
"Are you feeling okay now?"
Heero froze in the middle of wiping his mouth. He turned to his right
where the voice came from. The shower in this cottage didn't have a
curtain and Heero found out first hand how uncomfortable it could be
not to have the curtain. There in the shower, was Duo. Though his head
was looking at Heero, Duo's back was mostly presented to him, hiding
his front. The long hair was unravelled and covered his back, but
those sinuous strands couldn't hide most of the bare buttocks and
Heero gasped as he realized he was looking at Duo who was buck naked
and dripping wet.
"What are you doing here?!" Heero yelled in mortification.
"As you can see, I'm taking a shower," Duo said as he turned his head
back toward the shower spray and rubbed the soap around his body
"Can't you wait until I've finished using the bathroom?" Heero
barked, trying to cover whatever feelings he was having at the moment.
"I was using the bathroom when you came in and went directly to the
toilet," Duo pointed out, not looking at Heero.
"What? But the door was unlocked! You should lock the door if you are
"I told you last night that the door couldn't be locked. I also told
you that you should knock before entering."
"No way! I don't recall you saying anything about that," Heero
retorted while inwardly, he cursed himself for even being in this
Duo glanced at Heero. "Well, I guess you didn't remember it then. You
were drunk and half asleep when I told you."
"If you knew I was half asleep, then you should also know that I
wouldn't be able to listen to you clearly!"
"I didn't know at first," Duo answered back. "Look, can we discuss
this later? I think it's better to finish my shower before the girls
realize that we both are here with me naked and you watching."
Heero gasped, only just realizing that they were still in the nest of
hungry yaoi vultures and cursed his alcohol induced mind; he belatedly
remembered that he was still staring at Duo. Feeling his face become
warm with alarming speed, Heero quickly escaped from the bathroom and
ran back toward the bedroom. His headache was all but forgotten.
Dear God, just kill him now. There was no way he could face Duo after
this. Not only had he barged in while Duo was showering. He'd also
continued watching Duo when he should have turned around instead.
Heero groaned feeling totally mortified and buried his head in the
pillow on the bed. If only God would be merciful and let him restart
this day in a more proper way.
Of course there was no way God would let him restart his day, Heero
reflected mournfully as he watched the scenery and other cars before
him. He had suffered embarrassment once more when Duo had come into
the bedroom, clothed and fresh from the shower. Heero had apologized
with his head down, not being able to meet Duo's eyes. He'd then fled
to take his own shower and had been avoiding Duo ever since. It was
fortunate for him that the accident had happened early in the morning
while all the girls were still deep in sleep, no doubt having sweet
yaoi dreams after the movie marathon. No one had known about the
embarrassing event and Heero was thankful for that.
However, he couldn't avoid Duo forever. Relena had again made him ride
in Duo's car on their way back home. So here he was now, sitting next
to Duo and trying very hard to ignore him. It was really hard for him
to do. Heero kept remembering the wet body he had seen that morning
and how those long locks had clung to the fantastic body. Heero
groaned and tried to shove that memory away.
"How long are you going to pretend I'm not here?"
Heero jerked up in surprise and looked at Duo. The long haired boy had
swept his hair back into a ponytail. His violet eyes were trained on
the road in front of him. Heero quickly looked away before his
thoughts could go further. "I'm sorry."
"You said that before," Duo said exasperatedly. "Really, Heero, it's
okay. I'm not angry with you. It wasn't your fault."
Heero didn't say anything. He was glad that Duo wasn't angry with him.
"Look, I want my friend back, not someone who bows his head every time
he sees me. Forget this mornings events if you must, but I would
rather you didn't."
Heero blinked. He looked back at Duo who still had his eyes trained on
the road. Had he just heard what Duo had said correctly? "Excuse me?
You don't want me to forget?"
"Of course not," Duo grinned. "I'm proud of my body. I'll bet you've
never seen a body as good as mine, have you?"
No. Heero swallowed the word back. No way he would admit that he found
Duo's body beautiful. Well not only body but the rest of him as well.
Duo was right, he would lose a good friend if he kept avoiding Duo
Crossing his arms in front of his chest, Heero spoke to his friend. "I
don't know. I don't make a habit of watching someone else's body like
you appear to. Maybe you have the worst body. Anyway, I think I'd
better forget all about that event."
"As long as I get my friend back," Duo grinned. "Friends?"
"Friends," Heero nodded. "Now, you promised to tell me what a fetish
Duo grinned even wider. "A fetish is something that you find
"Arousing? This is about sex again? Why I am not surprised?" Heero
rolled his eyes. "The girls are all perverted."
"Don't let Hilde or Relena hear you say that."
"Do I look stupid to you?"
"No, but you're still na´ve sometimes."
Heero glared at his long haired friend. "I'm not na´ve!"
"If you say so," Duo grinned.
Heero harrumphed and looked outside. This time though there was a
small smile on his face. The best thing he'd discovered from this
gathering was that he'd gotten a friend he enjoyed very much to be
with. Seeing Relena in pink tutu was the second best thing. After some
time spent in a comfortable silence, Duo engaged him in another topic,
which got them into a heated discussion for the rest of journey.