DISCLAIMER: Bandai and Sunrise own all. I'm just borrowing the boys and their world. The story, however, is mine.
CATEGORY: yaoi, romance, sap, fluff
NOTES: Post-EW. The headers are Duo's POV and can be read all together as one thought.
AUTHOR NOTES: The formatting is a little odd, but it's deliberate. It's short, and, uh, not exactly beta'd? Yoiko pointed out a thing or two when I posted an earlier version in my lj. Thank you, Yoiko! ^_^
SUMMARY: In their own ways, both Duo and Heero are rather oblivious.
by Dev-Aki Basaa
Heero doesn't realize what an attractive and desirable man he is.
"Hey Heero, you have some admirers over there."
Duo turned around to nudge Heero with his elbow,
giving a nod towards the three girls huddled together
across the street from where they were standing.
Heero didn't turn around.
"Hardly," Heero said instead. "They're probably
looking at you."
Duo glanced over at the girls again and decided their
gaze was firmly aimed towards his companion's back.
Duo chuckled. "I don't think so."
"Why wouldn't they be?" Heero said, his voice barely a
whisper. Duo just nudged him again and tried to
"Look you can tell, they're looking right at you.
Give them a wink or something."
Duo turned back around to see Heero walking away. He
just rolled his eyes and jogged to catch up with him.
And he's oblivious to the attention he receives.
The girl giggled as she handed Heero his order.
"Here, sir, I gave you an extra cookie for your
sundae," she said.
"Thanks." Heero took the bowl and then turned to face
Duo, who was poking his spoon at his own sundae.
"Aw, com'on Heero," Duo began, speaking discreetly so
the girl wouldn't hear. "You should say more than
just 'thanks'. She was so flirting with you."
Heero didn't respond. He reached into the bowl and
took the extra cookie between his fingers. He held it
out to Duo.
"Here, have the cookie. Aren't these your favorite
Duo took it, a little taken aback at Heero's complete
dismissal of his prodding. "Er, yeah, they are.
Thanks, Heero," he added with a smile.
His whole life has been focused outward, he never had
the chance to develop vanity. Granted, this has its
Duo knocked on Heero's bedroom door and waited a
moment before letting himself in. He threw open the
door and stopped short when he saw his roommate.
"You're not wearing that, are you?"
Heero looked down at his jeans and t-shirt. They
looked fine to him. Besides, it was a brand-new
t-shirt. He glanced back up at Duo and frowned.
"What's wrong with it?"
"You're kidding, right?" Duo folded his arms across
his chest. Heero saw that Duo was wearing black
slacks and boots, a rich red dress shirt with a black
tie. He looked really good.
Duo shook his head and pushed passed Heero. "It's a
dinner party, you can't wear that."
"Quatre said to dress comfortably."
Duo gave him an exasperated look and then turned to
open up Heero's closet and stick his head inside.
Heero smiled a little; he found Duo's behavior to be
"Okay, you?ve got black jeans and a dark blue dress
shirt. You'll still be comfortable and at least this
way, you'll impress somebody."
Duo pulled out the clothes, yanked them off the
hangers and shoved them into Heero's arms.
"I can't believe I'm picking your clothes out for you.
Why don't you just stick me in an apron and call me
your wife, jeeze."
Heero wasn't entirely sure what came over him, but the
words tumbled forward before he could think about
them. "No. But I wouldn't mind calling you my
Duo, thumbing though Heero's ties, froze.
But for some reason that I may never determine...
After a moment, Duo seemed to shake off his paralysis.
He grabbed a tie and held it out to Heero. He didn't
turn to look at him.
"Yeah, Heero," he said, "you shouldn't joke about
things like that. Here put this on too."
Heero knew he couldn't take back what he'd just said,
even if he wanted to. He wasn't sure he did. Nothing
left but to push forward. He reached for the tie and
took Duo's hand instead. Duo turned sharply towards
him, his gaze fixed to his hand in Heero's.
"Who said I'm joking."
... he decided he fancied me.
Duo started to shake his head, a forced smile curling
his lips. Heero could almost hear the joke coming,
humor to take away from the seriousness of the
situation. Heero wasn't going to let him do that this
"You can be such a dunce sometimes."
"Hey!" Duo scowled at the insult, finally making eye
contact with Heero by way of his glare. Heero pulled
on Duo's arm and brought him up against his chest. He
dropped the clothes and reached for Duo's face.
Taking Duo's shock to his advantage, Heero tilted
Duo's head and leaned in to capture his lips.
The kiss was pure sweetness. Everything he thought it
might be like. The warmth of it; the sense of
rightness about it. It felt as good as Duo looked.
Heero slowly broke the kiss and held Duo's gaze,
waiting for his reaction.
"You're serious," Duo finally said, breathless.
Heero nodded. "Yeah."
Duo leaned back in and kissed Heero again.
So I realized it's not obliviousness that keeps him from noticing the looks of desire he's given.
Duo laughed as he turned around and nudged Heero with
his elbow. "Hey, Heero, your admirers are back
Heero reached over, brushed his fingers across Duo's
cheek and smiled. "I haven't noticed."
It's because he's too busy looking at me.