"Would you like to swing on a star? Carry moonbeams home in a jar? And be better off than you are? Or would you rather be a fish?" - Bing Crosby, Swinging On A Star
"So then what happened?" Duo was lying on his back snuggled into his sleeping bag. Hilde lay to his right; she’d been telling him the story of when Heero had met her for the first time. The lamp was out and the air was chill. All three of them were inside the tent. They’d been talking quietly for the last hour, Hilde doing most of it. While the boys lay on either side of her and thought about each other, and the kisses they’d shared earlier.
"Well have you ever seen that movie ‘The Parent Trap’?" Hilde asked.
"Yeah." Duo nodded in the darkness.
"It was exactly like that, only completely different."
Duo blinked. "Hilde?"
"That made absolutely no sense at all." He rolled over in his sleeping bag and faced her. "Can’t you tell me seriously, what happened?" He could just make out her profile in the dim tent. Heero was a dark shadow lying beyond her. Duo wondered if he had fallen asleep. He’d been silent for a while now.
"Alright. Seriously." She sighed and folded her arms behind her head. "When I was a kid my mom would send me away to summer camp. I’ve always been kind of outgoing, and I usually had a great time when I went. Well one year, I think I was around thirteen or fourteen. I was feeling kind of depressed. Mom had just told me that would be the last year I would get to go to camp, and I was starting a new school when I got back." She paused and looked over at Duo, "I’m telling you, this is so much like that movie." He snorted and she went on. "So to cut to the chase, I was sitting by the lake, and I was feeling down about everything. And this kid sat down next to me, and he said ‘It can’t be that bad.’ Well, of course, he didn’t have a clue, and I told him so."
Heero snickered on the other side of Hilde. "You told me more than that."
She tried to kick him with her legs enclosed inside her sleeping bag. "Yeah, I did. But you deserved it. Especially since you had that sneer on your face." She tried to kick him again, just to see if maybe she could do some sort of damage despite the bag.
"I wasn’t happy either." He said quietly.
"Yeah, well, ok." She sighed again, and relaxed back against her pillow. "So a few days went by, and I kept seeing him around the camp. We wound up talking and got to know each other."
"Only after we argued some more."
"Shut up Heero, I have no idea what you’re talking about." She paused again as he snickered. "Anyway, eventually we traded life stories, and he showed me a picture of his parents and him. It turned out his father looked very familiar. He happened to be my father too." She elbowed Duo through her sleeping bag. "See? Exactly like the movie."
"Weird, so what happened after you found out?" He twisted onto his back and stared at the tent ceiling. Wondering what it would be like to suddenly discover you had a sister.
"Well, we argued." Heero said, chuckling.
"After that we talked about everything. We decided we knew why Heero’s dad never said a word about me. You see it’s my age."
"Well, I’m two years older than Heero. So, his dad and my mom had me before Heero’s dad got married to his mom. Does that make any sense?" She turned her head and looked at Duo in the darkness.
"Yeah, sort of. But why wouldn’t he have told Heero’s mom or Heero?"
"Because he didn’t want them to know he’d had a child out of wedlock. And I’m a girl, so I wasn’t that great an asset anyway." She shrugged. "It didn’t matter much to me, Mom always told me my dad had died. But after I met Heero, everything changed."
"So then how old are you now Hilde?" Duo asked.
"I’m nineteen. I’ve only known Heero for about five years." She rolled over and faced Heero. "Can you believe it? It doesn’t seem like all that long ago I was telling you to take a hike." She grinned in the dark, her teeth flashing. "I’m glad you’re as stubborn as I am, or else we might never have found out about each other."
Heero smiled, reaching out to grab her hand, and giving it a squeeze. She rolled back over still clutching his hand.
"So that’s the story of how I found out I had a brother. What do you think Duo? Isn’t it just like the movie, only completely different?" She started giggling.
"Exactly." Duo laughed and rolled over to face her again. "But at least you aren’t twins."
Hilde tried to jab him with her elbow. "Hey! Is that supposed to be an insult or a compliment?"
"Hm, ok. I’ll let you live then."
"Thanks." He said dryly.
"Can we go to sleep now?" Heero asked plaintively from the other side of Hilde.
"Alright, alright. But he started it. Goodnight Heero, night Duo. Hope the bears don’t get us." She let go of Heero’s hand and snuggled deeper into her sleeping bag, pulling the edge of it over her head.
"Hilde?" Duo asked, gently nudging her.
A muffled "Yes?" came from her bag.
"You do know there aren’t any bears on this island, don’t you?"
She poked her head out again and looked at him in the dark. Her teeth flashed. "Then how did you happen to get mauled by one?"
Duo blushed and pulled his sleeping bag up to cover his face. "Sneak attack." He said, then rolled over and tried to stifle a chuckle into his pillow.
Heero lay awake in the dark listening to Hilde snoring. He wondered what time it was. The night was almost completely silent outside the tent. Though occasionally, he could hear Zero snuffle from where they’d tied him earlier. Heero smiled in the darkness, Zero even sounded like a pig sometimes. Sighing loudly, he rolled over to face Hilde. He couldn’t get over how loudly she was snoring, he was amazed Duo could sleep through it. As if to belie that thought, Duo sat up and turned his head towards where he lay.
"You can’t sleep either?"
He saw Duo’s head shake from side to side. "Not with the racket she’s making."
"Me either. She’s always snored, but I think it’s gotten worse. I don’t know how she can sleep through it." Heero confided.
Duo stifled a laugh, and leaning over Hilde, whispered in Heero’s ear. "Do you want to go outside for a bit? The moon’s out."
Heero nodded, and they slipped out of their sleeping bags, and out the tent. Moonlight filtered through the trees above them scattering wayward light across the ground. They paused beside the tent to put on shoes and grab a flashlight. Then they walked silently together towards the sand beach on the other side of the camp.
Duo could feel his stomach start to quiver at the thought of being alone with Heero again. Except this time no one would interrupt them. He smiled to himself and clicked on the flashlight, aiming it towards the path.
They walked close together, occasionally bumping hips, as they kept their eyes on the small circle of light. Within a few minutes, they cleared the woods and walked through a scattering of sea grass, and then onto the sand.
Duo turned off the flashlight and let his eyes adjust to the moonlit beach. It was cold down here; the wind was blowing across the sea, sending an icy chill along the sand. He stood for few moments watching the phosphorescent waves pound at the little beach, then turned to Heero. "There’s a sheltered spot over by those rocks," He said, pointing at an enclosed jumble of rocks to their left. "Let’s go sit over there. It’ll keep us out of the wind."
As they walked towards the shelter, Heero shivered, and wondered if Duo would be willing to keep him warm. He’d been all set to drag the beauty to the ground earlier, but now, as they walked over and sat together on the sand, he wondered what might have happened if he had. "Do you know," He said in a soft voice that barely carried to Duo’s ears. "This reminds me of your back porch."
Duo blinked and looked at him. Heero was staring out at the water, his arms around his knees. "This is what it’s meant to be. Or at least part of it." Duo shifted closer to him, sitting so they just touched at shoulders and hips. "When it’s done, it will be the ocean and the sky, and no Earth."
Heero nodded in complete understanding. "Yes."
"Then, you know what it is."
"Yes," Heero turned and looked into the wide violet eyes, in which the sea and stars were reflected. "It’s a dream."
Duo looked at him for a long moment, blank astonishment on his face. "How… how did you know?" Then he tore his eyes away from Heero, and concentrated on the stars floating within the ocean. It was safer than looking at him, actually seeing the understanding.
"Because it’s my dream," Was the quiet reply. "You’re painting my dream." He touched Duo’s hand, then folded his fingers around it. "I think," he said bringing the slender fingers to his mouth, and kissing each fingertip. "Sometimes people are meant to know each other, and nothing can stop such a meeting." He paused, caressing the hand held within his. "And it’s simply fate."
"I didn’t think fate was such a simple thing." Duo tried to joke, his fingers still tingling from the warmth of Heero’s mouth. To his surprise, Heero smiled at him, nodding.
"It is simple. I think we’re lucky destiny didn’t strike us." He laughed, putting his arm around Duo, drawing him even closer. "Destiny can be cruel, where as fate," he paused and pressed his lips to Duo’s neck. "Is kind."
"How kind?" Duo asked, tilting his head to one side and leaning against him.
"Kind enough to let me keep going." Heero said, chuckling against his neck. His arms slid around Duo’s waist, and pulled him so that he lay half sprawled across his lap. Heero leant down and looked into the night-shrouded eyes. "If Hilde interrupts us this time, she’s definitely getting tied to a tree for the night." Then he smiled and rubbed his lips against Duo’s, sliding his tongue out to taste the soft mouth.
Duo wrapped his arms around Heero, and pulled him down until he lay beside him on the sand. He stroked one smooth cheek as their lips met again, his fingers sliding up into the short silky hair at the base of Heero’s neck. Everything was a different texture to explore. The softness of skin, the slick heat of a mouth, the hardness pressing against his hip. Duo blinked and backtracked, concentrating on the heat searing through his clothing. He slid his hand down until his palm rested against the intense heat, then squeezed.
Heero’s hands clenched in Duo’s hair, one sliding down, wrapping around his waist and pulling him closer. He shifted, slipping his thigh between Duo’s legs. Lifting his head, he gazed into the lust-hazed eyes for a moment. Duo’s lips were still softly parted, as if just waiting for the next kiss, his breath coming in short little gasps. Heero slowly, and very deliberately slid his thigh against Duo’s groin, watching as the violet eyes closed and the panting mouth opened wide to moan his name. It was like listening to music.
Duo was lost. He’d never felt anything even remotely resembling this. He’d kissed before, even played a little further, but he’d never felt this need. He wanted to do anything and everything he could to Heero, for Heero, with Heero, it didn’t matter. He felt like he could spend forever just touching, learning, crawling inside Heero’s mind and staying for a while. Then his mind went blank as a hot mouth slid along his neck, and hands lifted his shirt to expose him to the cold. A warm body took the place of the chill before he could even register it, lips caressing his chest, teeth nipping at him. A hand slid into his pants and he gasped at the intimate contact, jumping slightly.
Heero froze, lifting his mouth from Duo’s heaving chest; he gazed into the half closed eyes. They were slightly glazed, the boy panting, his mouth open, though his eyes… they looked, almost confused. Heero slid up so that he could look more directly into them. Rubbing his nose against Duo’s, he asked softly. "Duo?" A small murmur answered him. He nuzzled against Duo’s cheek for a moment. "Duo, haven’t you ever been with someone before?" A small shake of the head, a soft sigh.
Heero wrapped his arms around the shivering boy and pulled him close. Stroking the long braid, one hand searching for the shirt he’d discarded. "Why didn’t you tell me?" He found the shirt and draped it over Duo’s shoulders, absently caressing the bare skin.
Duo shivered again, his lips seeming to automatically search for Heero’s as he answered. "You never asked."
"Mmmm…I didn’t think I needed to." He paused and returned the kiss, tasting the sweetness of Duo’s mouth. "Duo…we can’t…" He groaned as a curious hand found it’s way to his lap, squeezing the hardness still throbbing inside his pants.
"No?" Duo crawled onto Heero, his legs splayed to either side. He wrapped his arms around the slim waist and ground against him. "Mmmm…Heero…I don’t want to stop."
"Iie, yamete…Duo…" Heero managed to gain some control and gently slid the boy off his lap. Though every nerve in his body seemed to cry out at the loss.
Duo pouted, then grabbed his shirt and quickly slid it back on, turning his back and folding his arms around his legs. He tensed when Heero tentatively reached out and touched his shoulder.
"Duo? Are you mad at me?"
Duo thought about it for a moment. He didn’t know what he was feeling, not really. He was confused, horny, and yes, he admitted to himself. Mad. But he couldn’t really say what he was mad about, or for that matter whom exactly, he was mad at, Heero or himself.
Heero inched closer, until he sat behind Duo, then he pulled the boy against his chest, wrapping his arms around him. "I just don’t want to go so fast with you." He whispered into the perfect shell of an ear. Then he frowned, wondering why something like this mattered, when it had never mattered before. "I don’t," he took a deep breath, "I don’t want you to get hurt."
"You wouldn’t hurt me." Duo responded, snuggling back against the warm body behind him.
Heero nuzzled his ear, softly kissing his neck, then trailing his lips down to where Duo’s collarbone just peeked out of the oversized shirt. "I might not want to hurt you." He sighed and rubbed his face against the soft skin. "But if we don’t slow down," his hands tightened around the slim waist, "I…don’t know what might happen. I might hurt you just because we’re so…eager." He chuckled, "That didn’t sound right did it? I mean… I don’t want to rush with you." Or myself, he added silently.
Duo sighed, "Alright, but I don’t have to like waiting do I?"
"No," Heero smiled against his neck, "But I think you might find that you do." He shifted so his back was against a large rock, pulling Duo against him so that they lay half reclined together against the stone. He watched the stars shimmering on the water; everything seemed to remind him of this boy in his arms. No, maybe it was just the night sky. It reflected a thousand possibilities. He shook his head; maybe it was the boy in his arms after all. "I wonder what time it is." He said quietly into the hair brushing his cheek. There was no response. He peered over Duo’s shoulder, taking notice of the slack features and softly parted lips. He smiled; it must be late.
A few hours later the sun rose, scattering jagged rays across the water, creeping across the small beach. Light filtered over the two sleeping boys, but neither stirred. Instead, they curled tighter around each other and dreamed on into the dawn.