Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing or the characters of the series. Bandai/Sunrise/Sotsu have that privilege. I am not making _any_ money from this. This story is for entertainment purposes only. I doubt it will even entertain. Please do not sue me, for I am but a poor, unemployed student.

Pairings: 1x2
Category: Yaoi, Angst, Bitchy Pilots?
Rating: NC-17 for sexual content, yaoi, coarse language, angst, violence, grossness, general bitchiness, objectionable content, etc.
Warnings: Yaoi, LEMON, angst, coarse language, gross situations, medical impossibilities, violence, OOC-ness, and general bitchiness
Feedback: Much appreciated! C&C is great. NO FLAMES!

Notes: Okay, I got in February (2001), and I wrote some of it then, but then I forgot about it. I came across what I'd written and decided to pick up where I left off. Unfortunately, I forgot what's supposed to happen in the story, so I'm making it up as I go along. Here's the gist: I've always wanted to write a fic where Heero and Duo _really_ didn't get along. This is it.

'words' - thoughts, //words// - flashback, [words] - dream sequence

A Hate-Hate Relationship
Part 5
by KM

[Heero didn't know what he and Duo were arguing about this time or why they were so riled up. But the air in the room was thick with tension, and it was obvious that patience was in short supply on both sides. Soon, it was too much for Heero to tolerate and he explode at the braided boy standing across the room.

"Can't you see that I'm trying to work? Quit pestering me and go bother somebody else. I don't have time for it right now."

His words of anger only made Duo more agitated. Furious, he stalked across the room in a few long strides and stopped at the table where Heero was working. Duo shoved all of Heero's papers off the tabletop with a quick sweep of his arm, leaving the other boy staring at him, stunned by his show of audacity. Then Duo pushed himself on top of the table so that he was sitting directly in front of Heero and slowly began to unbutton his shirt. Holding Heero's eyes the entire time, he asked, "You mean you don't have time for this?" He leaned back onto his elbows, which made his shirt fall open to expose his smooth, pale skin. "Come on, Heero. What are you waiting for?" It almost sounded like a dare.

Heero sat paralyzed for a split second trying to process what had just taken place. But then his instincts kicked in and he pounced, like a primitive beast going in for the kill. He attacked Duo's mouth with his own, viciously thrusting his tongue into the sweet cavern. A soft moan escaped Duo's lips and the sound went straight to Heero's groin. He rocked his hips against Duo's, a motion that the other boy immediately reciprocated. For a moment they remained that way, mouths joined in a savage kiss, thrusting their hips in a crude mimicry of sex. Then Heero reared up, breaking the kiss, and pulled off his shirt, throwing it behind him. He did likewise with his shorts before leaning back in and pressing himself against the pliant body beneath him. He snaked one hand between their bodies to unfastened Duo's pants. Slowly, Heero pulled down the zipper and reached inside to release Duo's trapped erection. When his hand closed around the turgid shaft, Duo's head fell back and a low growl rumbled in his throat. Heero roughly stroked him with one hand while he stripped Duo of his pants with the other. Soon, the longhaired beauty underneath him was bare, save the shirt that hung off his shoulders.

Becoming even more aroused by the sight before him, Heero moved his lips lower. His mouth trailed down Duo's body, licking a path to the other boy's straining need. When his lips were hovering over the tip of Duo's arousal, he paused. "I want you to watch."

The words made Duo's member twitch, and a pair of violet eyes, now clouded with desire, soon opened to see the erotic spectacle. After he held Duo's heavy-lidded gaze for a moment, Heero extended his tongue and swirled it around the swollen head. He gently teased the slit and lapped up some of the milky fluid that leaked from the tip. It tasted like...Duo. Then, without warning, Heero swallowed Duo to the hilt. The ragged pants above him soon turned into choked whimpers as he bobbed his head up and down the hot shaft.

Unexpectedly, Duo reached down and pushed Heero away. The dark haired boy looked up, confused.

"Want you. Inside me. Now." Duo gasped, his voice rough with need. "NOW."

Heero wasted no time and pulled Duo from his perch, then immediately turned him around and bent him over the table. He moved in close behind him and spread the other boy's legs wide with his own. Realizing that he needed some kind of lubrication, Heero scanned the area for anything that could be used. His eyes fell on a bottle of lotion sitting on the counter. 'Perfect.' He reached out to grab the bottle, the movement causing his hardness to rub against the inside of Duo's thigh and eliciting yet another whimper from the boy bent over the table.

"Please, Heero, hurry! I can't take much more of this."

Always one to obey orders, Heero quickly poured a thick dollop of lotion onto his fingers. He trailed one slick digit down the cleft of Duo's ass before finding the small orifice. He lightly brushed it with his fingertip, making Duo gasp at the teasing touches. Finally, after he felt the poor boy had suffered enough, he pushed his finger in past the tight ring of muscle. He waited a moment for Duo to adjust, and within seconds Duo began whining for more. Heero inserted a second digit, scissoring them inside Duo's tight passage to stretch him out. He then added a third and started pumping them in and out in a steady rhythm. Duo arched his back and rocked back onto Heero's hand, desperately trying to get relief.

When he noticed Duo's hand moving toward his erection, Heero removed his fingers. Duo cried out at the loss, but he knew that Heero wouldn't disappoint him. After slathering his swollen cock with a thick coating of the slippery cream, Heero put one hand on Duo's back and pushed him back down to the table. With his other hand, he guided his dripping arousal between Duo's cheeks. He gently nudged the opening and slowly pressed forward until just the head was inside. Then he gripped Duo's hips and with one powerful thrust pushed himself in to the root. Duo let out a strangled cry, both pain and pleasure evident in his voice. Heero had to make a conscious effort not to move immediately; being inside of Duo felt so much better than anything he'd ever experienced. When he could control his body no longer, he slowly pulled himself almost all the way out, then pushed back in at the same speed. Heero kept up the sweet torture until Duo demanded more.

"Come on, Heero! We can do the slow thing later. Right now, I need you to fuck me hard and fast, okay? Give me all you got."

The dark haired pilot smirked. 'If he wants it hard, I'll give it to him hard.' He pulled out slowly, only to ram back in with a sharp thrust of his hips. Heero began to piston in and out of Duo's body at a brutal tempo, unable to hold back any longer. But Duo met his every thrust, bucking and writhing uncontrollably beneath him. Heero relinquished his hold on one of Duo's hips and grabbed his braid instead, wrapping the end of it around his fist. He gave it a hard tug, making Duo's back arch and enabling his thrusts to go deeper. The slight change of position also resulted in each thrust hitting the spot that made Duo see stars, causing his pleasure to double (1).

Heero could tell from the increasing volume of Duo's cries that the other pilot was close to orgasm, so he sped up his thrusts and reached around to stroke Duo's heated length. He pumped the hard shaft, once, twice, before Duo came, spurting his seed over Heero's hand. When Duo's inner walls clamped down on his cock, Heero gave one last push before tumbling over the edge. His body shuddered from the force of his climax and he collapsed on top of Duo.

They stayed in that position, unmoving, until Duo spoke up.

"Uh, Heero, can you get up? I can't really breathe like this."

Wearily, Heero pulled out of Duo's body and fell into a nearby chair. Then he drew a sweaty Duo into his equally slippery lap and gave him a long, slow, leisurely kiss, one in direct contrast to the first one they'd shared not long before.

With a heavy sigh, Duo pulled away. He smiled tenderly at Heero and nuzzled his cheek. Moving his lips close to Heero's ear, he whispered, "That was amazing." He paused before adding, "Too bad it was only a dream."] (2)

* * * * * * * * * *

Heero awoke with a start. His heart was pounding, his breathing was erratic, and his body was drenched in sweat. But he was alone in his bed. He felt oddly disappointed at the realization.

'It was just a dream. But it seemed so real.'

He lay in his bed for some time trying to regain his composure; however, he couldn't help but feel strangely uncomfortable. It took him a while to identify the cause of his discomfort.

He was lying in the wet spot.

Heero wrinkled his nose in disgust. 'I guess it was a little too realistic.'

He quickly sat up in the bed, but immediately regretted it. His whole body ached and his head felt like it was about to explode. Within seconds, the events of the previous day came back to him, and he heaved a heavy sigh. 'No wonder I feel like shit.' He paused, and then came to another realization. 'I really need to go to the bathroom.'

On his next attempt to get up, Heero moved much slower. He swung his legs around to the side of the bed and gradually raised himself into a standing position. He didn't put any weight on his left leg, but he knew that he would need to use it if he were going to walk to the bathroom. Taking a deep breath, Heero stepped forward with his left foot.

Almost immediately, he came crashing to the ground.

"Fuck!" he yelled, pain coursing up his leg. But the most severe pain centered around his left ankle. 'I must have twisted it yesterday when I fell after I was shot. With Duo helping me around all day, I never put any weight on it, so I never realized I'd injured it.'

At the thought of Duo, vivid images from his dream began to flood his brain. He tried to put them out of his mind, but he couldn't help but blush when he recalled the graphic details.

Almost on cue, Duo opened the door and burst into Heero's room. "What's all the yelling about? It's three in the morning! I'm trying to get some sleep, but I can't with all the noise you're making in here."

Heero sat on the floor, too embarrassed to move. '"All the noise I'm making?" I must have been a bit loud while I was asleep. K'so. I hope I didn't say anything I'll regret...' Suddenly, he realized that he was nude; the towel had come off sometime during the night. He quickly grabbed the blanket from his bed and pulled it over his lap, hoping that Duo hadn't seen anything.

Fortunately, Duo seemed too wrapped up in the fact that Heero had interrupted his slumber to have noticed. "You should really learn to be more considerate of others, Yuy. I did a lot for you yesterday, so the least I should get is a good night's sleep, but you can't even let me have that..."

When Duo had finished with his tirade, Heero spoke up. "I didn't mean to wake you up. I just wanted to go to the bathroom, but my ankle's sprained, so I can't get there by myself." He paused and looked down at the floor. "I need you to help me again."

Duo gave him a long-suffering look, but reluctantly agreed. "Alright, I'll help you to the bathroom. But don't expect me to wipe your ass or anything. I'm not that generous."

After a great deal of effort, they managed to get Heero back on his feet...his foot. They awkwardly hobbled to the bathroom together, somehow managing not to trip each other up. Duo even agreed to hold Heero up by the toilet, "as long as he didn't have to hold it" for him. Heero informed him that he could manage that much on his own.

Once that mission was complete, Heero and Duo limped back into the bedroom. Duo unceremoniously dumped Heero onto the bed and turned to leave. Before he was out the door, he called over his shoulder, "I'd take that bedspread off if I were you."

Heero was confused. "Why?"

"Because," Duo replied with a smirk, "nobody likes to sleep in the wet spot."

Author's Notes:
(1) ::sings:: "Double your pleasure, double you fun..." ::cough:: Sorry, I got a little carried away.
(2) Don't you hate it when that happens?

P.S.- This is my first-ever attempt at a lemon. What do you think? Does it suck? (Pun intended, of course.) It's amazing the number of euphemisms there are for the penis. I'm sure I used most of them. But it's more fun that way, in my opinion. And it lets me put my thesaurus to the test!

to be continued

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