I've lost my mind. If you find it, please give it back.

Prison Break, anyone???

2009-06-10T18:09:01Z

Let's not talk about how stupid I am, but I taped over the final episode of Prison Break. During the last few seasons, the storyline was getting more and more absurd and complicated, and you just *knew* there was gonna be some kind of plot twist. But it would've been nice to know what all this absurdity has lead to. So, can someone pleeeaaase tell me how it ended? Did Micheal and Sara live happily ever after and have lots of kids?

Aawww!

2009-05-06T17:09:09Z

It's a cat, by the way. It's from my grandma's stray cat. It's so nice to see how protective the mother is over them!

Some excerpts

2009-05-03T17:20:13Z

So, that fic I was talking about. I'd like to post some excerpts.

Just as Heero was about to take off his swimming trunks, they heard a voice behind them.

“You do realize people can see you here?”

Two startled faces looked up. “Aah… Wufei,” Heero said.

Wufei sighed in exasperation. “It’s called a bed. Please use it.”

“Um yeah… Well, the thing is…” Duo stuttered.

“Did you really think we were gonna let you have sex right were we can see it?”

Duo raised a finger in defense. “Actually, we thought that we were behind the statue.”

“Oh you are. But not entirely. We can still see you. And most of all, hear you. And oh please, cover that,” Wufei grimaced, gesturing to Duo’s cock.

Duo stumbled upright and crammed his cock back inside his speedo’s as best as he could.

Heero crawled up too and looked down in embarrassment. “We’re really sorry. It was… the circumstances. It just happened, the heat of the moment and all that crap, you know.”

An amused grin tickled at the corners of Wufei’s mouth. “Hm yes…” he murmured. “It’s okay, I guess. Just don’t let it happen again. Now, if you must go and hump each other, then at least have the decency to do that in your bedroom.”

“Okay,” Duo nodded, and without further ado, they both ran inside, passing a suitably miffed looking Trowa on their way.

“Heero, what’s the matter? Your eyes look funny,” Duo said. He took the joint from Heero, dubiously looked at it, and then looked back to Heero, who was now pointing somewhere towards the crowd.

“Look there,” he said.

Duo looked round, and sprang up. “Wufei, Zechs? What the hell are you still doing here?”

Wufei snorted and plopped himself down on a chair. “Why don’t you ask mister ‘I don’t need a parking ticket’ over there?” he said with an angry nod to Zechs.

“I was out of change!” Zechs cried.

“Yes, yes, you’ve been chanting that all the way back. They towed the car,” Wufei grumbled, snatching the cigarette from Duo’s hand.

Duo couldn’t help but laugh. “I’m sorry, that’s not funny,” he said, catching Wufei’s murderous glare.

“So, couldn’t you take a cab?” Quatre suggested.

“Well, the mood was pretty much ruined anyway, with him whining about his car all the time,” Wufei shrugged.

“Cars don’t grow on trees, you know,” Zechs huffed.

“What’s the big deal? It’s not like it’s stolen. You just have to go get it back, and pay the fee.”

“Money doesn’t grow on trees either!”

“Neither do I!”

“I drink to that!” Duo grinned, raising his glass and taking a large gulp from his drink.

“Hmm, I’m still gonna stay home,” Duo mumbled. He sat himself on the armrest of the chair Heero was sitting in, unaware of it how much he gave the impression that he unconditionally and truly belonged to Heero, like a faithful servant who nestled himself next to his king. His gaze rested on Zechs, trying to imagine the body under the tux.

They sat like that in silence, until Duo grew bored. He leaned forward and grabbed a plastic bag from the table, rummaging through it.

“What’s that?” Heero said.

“Candy. Penis liquerish?" Duo said, shoving the bag under Heero’s nose.

Heero dumbly looked up at him, not even beginning to wonder where he’d got liquerish shaped like genitalia.

"Or do you prefer some breasts? I have breasts too," Duo said, digging into the bag.

"Penis is fine." Heero snatched the piece of candy Duo offered him and started chewing on it. “Idiot,” he mumbled.

Finally, they heard stumbling upstairs. A door was being slammed shut, and feet stepped down the stairs.

Zechs stood up, eager to know what Wufei would look like. “You’re sure you’re not going?”

Duo and Quatre agreed in unison.

I kid you not, they do exist for real:

If you wanna read the rest, please pay a visit at my AdultFanfiction acount. http://anime2.adultfanfiction.net/story.php?no=600022989

Happy reading ^_^

It is finished!

2009-05-01T20:05:02Z

After five years of pregnancy, my baby has finally arrived! Not a real one of course. My fic. It's done. Please go read it and comment! You'd make me very happy! :D

http://anime2.adultfanfiction.net/story.php?no=600022989

My moment of glory! :D

2009-04-02T16:00:45Z

Check it out, my shiny new car, all my own! :D I'm so happy!

http://yamilisa.deviantart.com/art/My-moment-of-glory-D-117876280

Here are some more pics, if you are interested:

http://www.hyundai.be/Mdlgallery.asp?Cartype=i20&Reload=-1215528448

I'll costumize it later. First I have to get used driving with it.

Hah! :D

2008-12-21T14:06:57Z

I think that in about half a year, I should be able to buy my own car. Exciting!!! :D :D

Chapter 2

2008-11-09T15:51:28Z

Title: I wish I were you
Summary: Everyone always sees Heero and Duo as the perfect couple. But when the five of them take a holiday in one of Quatre's mansions, Duo finds out that Heero’s extremely possessive and jealous. And what if Heero finds out that Duo has a not so secret admirer?
Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing/AC, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Pairings in this chapter: 1x2
Warnings: Yaoi, lime/lemon
Spoilers: not that I know of

2. Wet games

As they descended the stairway, they were greeted with a most pleasant smell, and Duo’s stomach gave another growl of approval. “Mmm, smells good,” he said, letting go of Heero’s hand and following his nose in the direction of the kitchen.
Trowa almost dropped the plates he was holding when Duo burst into the kitchen. That boy had way too much energy for his own good.
“Whoever’s cooking is on duty for the rest of the week!” Duo sang out. He was surprised, not to say slightly stunned, to see Wufei standing behind the stove, poking around with a wooden spoon in a wok. “Wuffie? I didn’t know you could cook.”
“Don’t act so surprised, Maxwell. I am quite capable of taking care of myself. And no, I’m not cooking for the rest of the week,” Wufei said, soberly.
“Hm… pity,” Duo mumbled.
Wufei grimaced when Duo peered over his shoulder to see what he was coocking, and, to his growing annoyance, Heero followed soon after.
“Hey, I know that smell,” Heero said. “That’s something oriental, isn’t it?”
“Yes, it is. Now leave me alone and go make yourself useful. Get some chopsticks or something, or cutlery for all I care.”
“There’s nothing more to do,” Duo said, licking his lips. His eyes never left the pan.
“Then go… Duo, I’m warning you.” Wufei spun the spoon around in his hand and pointed it at Duo when he tried to steel food out of the pan. “I’m not afraid to use it. Go sit with Quatre and Trowa on the table so I can finish this off. It shouldn’t take that long anymore.”
Duo sucked his lips between his teeth and did as he was told. Chuckling, Heero did the same. He licked his lips for the food to come. It had been a long time since he had tasted a traditional oriental dish, and while the Japanese and Chinese kitchen weren’t identical, a lot of the ingredients were the same.
Duo bounced impatiently in his chair. A wide grin appeared on his face when he saw Wufei approaching with the heavy black pan. He tried to wait until the Chinese had served all five of them, but it seemed to him that Wufei was arranging the food on the plates with exaggerated care. Duo wondered if he did it on purpose. When he was finally done, he hungrily attacked his plate. His eyes widened. It was delicious. Spicy, but not too much. “Fei, I never knew you were such a great cook. This is really good. Exotic, and… and hot.” His hand disappeard under the table. “Just the way I like it,” he grinned, while he slid his hand between Heero’s legs and squeezed. Heero’s gasp made him snigger.
Heero couldn’t stop the blush that rose to his cheeks. His eyes swiftly flickered to the others. “Hn. Idiot. Just finish your plate, will you?” he murmured.
Wufei made a sound of exasperation. “Do you really have to do this? While we’re eating?”
“Aw, I think Fei Fei’s a bit chagrined because he doesn’t have a lover,” Duo smirked.
Insulted, Wufei pointed his chop sticks to Duo like a weapon. “I am not…! You know what, never mind.”
“Yeah, in fact, what was that thing with Robert in the backyard just now?” Trowa said.
“Yeah Wufei. I hope you weren’t hitting on Robert, coz he’s married,” Quatre agreed.
Wufei sighed. “Do you think I have no integrity at all? He was giving me the name and phone number of a clay pigeon shooting club.”
“Oh. So you like that? I didn’t know that,” Trowa said.
“Well, I think it’s a great way to test and improve your reflexes.”
They nodded self-evidently.
When they’d finished lunch, Quatre shoved his plate back, lickcing his lips. “Man, that was good. So, what are the plans for today?” he said, looking around the table.
Duo slurped a noodle in his mouth and shrugged. “You know, chilling. We’re on a holiday, remember?”
“Yes, I know, but surely, we can still go out sometimes?” Quatre suggested.
“Of course we can,” Duo said. “But we still have plenty of time for that. You gotta let us some time to explore your beautiful house. Today, I think I’m gonna try out that swimming pool of yours, Q babe.”
Everyone simultaneously frowned. Amongst other things. That nickname was… new.
Trowa cleared his throat. “Now, there’s something new,” he said.
Heero didn’t know if he should be angry or amused. He carefully put his chopsticks down. Just for his own, or anyone else’s safety. “Duo, you’re not calling anyone a babe but *me*,” he finally said.
“Yeah Duo, if we should believe your ramblings, then Heero’s the one and only for you,” Wufei agreed.
Quatre was vividly aware of the blush on his cheeks, and thought it might be wise to just hold his tongue.
Duo overlooked the scene. He didn’t think that such a little nickname could create such chaos. “Oh, come on you guys! It was only a nickname!” he whined. “I have to invent some new nicknames sometimes. I’m tired of the old Quat or Q man.” He didn’t see the grin that was slowly forming on Heero’s lips.
“Maybe you could just use my name,” Quatre retorted. His cheeks still felt quite warm.
“I think Duo should be punished for calling Quatre *babe*,” Heero said. He seemed to be talking to the piece of leftover vegetable he was holding up with his chopsticks. Then his eyes drifted to the others. “I think we should cool him down a bit.” There was a secret communication, and at once, everyone stood up and started closing in on Duo, who was starting to look pretty uncomfortable.
“What-what…?” Duo swung his head sharply from side to side. At last, he turned to Heero. “*You* are so going to pay for this tonight,” he hissed, threatening him with his fork and paying minimal attention to the miserable groan from Wufei.
Before he could say another word, they had seized him and started dragging him out of the kitchen and in the direction of the backyard. It had started with mild, playful struggling, but it soon turned into quite a fight when his eyes caught sight of the swimming pool. “No! Heero, you can’t…! Do something, dammit! I’ll never threaten you with a fork again! And I’ll never call Quatre Q babe again!” he rattled.
“Funny. Didn’t you say you were planning on trying out the pool, Duo?” Quatre sniggered.
“Yeah, I think I can recall him saying something like that,” Trowa laughed.
Trying desperately not to lose their grip on the floundering bundle, they eventually managed to reach the backyard, and with a lovely swing and a loud splash, Duo landed in the pool. Quatre and Trowa nearly collapsed against each other with laughter. Heero seemed to be wiping tears from his eyes, and even Wufei had a hard time containing his smirks when Duo came spluttering back to the surface.
“Fine! If that’s the case, then I take back everything I’ve just said. Quatre, from now on I’m calling you Q babe permanently, Heero, your ass is going to *suffer* tonight, Wufei, stop groaning, you deserve it, and Trowa, for you I’ll still think of something!” Duo yelled. His lips were tightly pressed together in frustration, and his jaw clenched. A distinct vain was pulsing angrily at his temple.
Dragging himself out of the water, he was oblivious of the way Quatre was looking at him. Somewhere along the short, yet hectic trip from the kitchen to the backyard, he had lost the tie of his braid, and now his soaked hair was draped heavily around him. His already tight clothing clung to his body like a second skin, showing off the lines and contours of his body to near perfection. His muscles shifted restlessly under the wet fabric. His ass cheeks looked soft and firm, like ripe fruit. Quatre wanted to squeeze them.
“This isn’t over yet!” he shouted. Angrily, he strode back inside, making it his purpose to drench as much as possible on his way to the bedroom. Luxury be damned!
While Duo was upstairs, the other four went back inside too, still chuckling. On their way to the kitchen, they eyed the mess their friend had made. Heero cleared the table, Quatre did the dishes and Trowa dried, and Wufei – to his great displeasure - was left with mopping the floor, the stairway and the corridor. There was a watery trail all the way up to Duo and Heero’s bedroom. He didn’t have a doubt in his mind that the idiot was still furious and brooding on revenge.
Shrugging his shoulders indifferently, he went to compare the three empty rooms. He thought that he had seen something that just might mean his rescue concerning the nocturnal noises a certain American and Japanese were bound to produce during their stay here. All he needed was a swift peek inside Trowa and Quatre’s rooms.
He was right! The bedrooms were furnished in opposite directions. In Trowa’s room, the bathroom was at the left side, in Quatre’s room at the right side. So that meant that Duo and Heero’s bathroom was also at the left side and…
“Yes!” Wufei yelled.
They had adjacent bathrooms. No way they could scream their way through *that*. With a happy grin on his face, he turned, and was about to head back downstairs, when he heard a door opening behind him.
“Thought I heard something.”
Gingerly, he peered over his shoulder and his breath most definitely hitched. There was Duo, looking stunning, and being aware of it. His hair was still down, creamy looking skin covered well toned muscles. The black speedo’s he wore gave a whole new meaning to the word ‘privates’. His long slender legs were ready to attack, and in his arms lay a gigantic water pistol. Mischief glinted brightly in his violet eyes.
He was on the warpath.
“Let’s have some fun, shall we?”

Heero was just setting the last plates in the cupboard when he suddenly heard stumbling upstairs and a scream from Wufei. Surprised, he looked in the direction of the noises, only to see the Chinese bolting through the door and throwing himself to Heero like a life line.
“Heero! That boyfriend of yours!” he yelled, hiding himself behind Heero’s back. “I swear, if he doesn’t leave me alone right now, then I promise him a slow and painful encounter with my katana!”
Looking quite shocked himself, Heero turned to the door again and was greeted with a splash of water in his face.
“Time for my revenge! Die, you pathetic mortals, die!” Duo laughed hysterically, shooting around the kitchen with his piece of weapon.
“Duo, I’ve only just mopped the floor!” Wufei shouted, annoyed.
Nevertheless, they all delighted in playing along with the game, and soon everyone was running around the kitchen, trying to dodge the ‘deadly’ liquid bullets and occasionally colliding with each other, until Quatre gave a sudden scream.
“Ow! You hit me!” he cried out in mock agony. “Save me, Trowa!” Crumpling to the floor, he dramatically reached out for his friend, but before Trowa could even get near him, Duo had jumped from his position at the door and mercilessly started attacking the little blonde with jets of water.
“Too late for that! I’m going in for the kill,” he yelled, followed by a rather pathetic imitation of a machinegun.
Suddenly, someone pinched at his flanks, and with a squeal of surprise, he dropped the pistol. It was deftly caught by Quatre. Duo swivelled his head around and stared straight into the playful cobalt blue eyes of his boyfriend.
“I’d say the tables are turned,” Heero grinned.
“What?” Jerking his head around again, Duo’s vision was blurred by a well aimed jet of water, coming from a soaked and particularly frustrated Arabian.
“Bulls eye!” Quatre cheered. Not even waiting for a counter attack, he hurried back outside, the gun still safely in his hand and out of reach for his victim. Only a few seconds later, Duo had joined him in the backyard. He saw Quatre waving the water pistol around in the air from the edge of the pool. “Catch me if you can!” the blonde shouted.
Duo was about to snort and yell back “How stupid do you think I am”, but changed his mind. *So the little rascal wants to play,* he thought. Grinning, he set off at a run, ready to throw himself at Quatre and reclaim his stolen weapon. As he made a dive to catch the boy however, Quatre quickly moved aside. But he had anticipated Quatre’s move, and before he toppled over the edge, he grabbed Quatre’s arm and pulled him with him. The pistol flew through the air and landed on the grass.
Heero, Wufei and Trowa, who didn’t want to miss out on all the fun, had joined their two friends now, and were shamelessly making fun of the little blonde.
Duo laughed too, but still felt a little sympathy for Quatre. After all, it had been only a few minutes since he’d been in exactly the same position. He slowly moved closer to him. “Embarrassing, isn’t it,” he said in a low voice, bending over to Quatre’s ear, “when you’re all wet and people can see through your clothing?”
“What? See through my clothing?” Quatre said, more than a little surprised. He felt Duo tracing a finger down his chest. Then he stopped at a nipple and prodded at it for a moment. Quatre had to bite back a moan.
“Your shirt. It has become transparent,” Duo murmured.
Looking down, Quatre noticed that the fabric of his shirt had indeed turned transparent and that his nipples were clearly visible through the thin tissue. Even though his face was wet, he still felt the sudden heat of a blush on his cheeks.
“They’re laughing at you, Quatre,” Duo said, motioning with his head to the three still sniggering figures on the lawn. “Now, will you let them getting away with that?”
Quatre bit his lip. Duo had dropped his hand in the water again, but he still could feel the imprint of his finger. “N no,” he stammered. For a very brief moment, he glanced up at Duo’s chest. It was right in front of him! Wet, and shiny, and so beautiful. He wished he could prod at Duo’s nipples too.
“Well then, let’s show them what you’re made of.” Duo squinted at the water pistol in the grass. Quatre followed his gaze and a mischievous grin appeared on his face. “I’ll help you.”
Having found an ally in Duo instead of an enemy, Quatre’s curiosity and sense of revenge flared up, and together, they plotted out a plan to pay their friends back in their own coin.

Trowa was the first one to recover from his laughing fit. “Hey, where are they?” he said, as if to inform his comrades that something was off kilter.
Heero looked at the swimming pool. “Strange, they’re not in the pool anymore.”
They looked around in case they would be somewhere else in the backyard, but they where nowhere to be spotted.
“Maybe they went back inside,” Wufei suggested. “Although I didn’t actually *see* them going back inside.”
“Me neither,” Trowa shrugged.
“Not me,” Heero said.
“So then they must be still in the pool,” Wufei pondered.
“Let’s take a look,” Heero said.
“Okay,” Wufei and Trowa nodded.
They gingerly moved towards the pool, their eyes scanning the water surface. The only thing that seemed to wrinkle the smooth surface however, was the warm, soft spring breeze. They leaned over the edge as far as they could without tumbling over. Still no sign of the two.
Heero’s eyes strayed further to the grass and noticed the empty spot where the water pistol had lain before.
“Uh oh,” he said.
Trowa and Wufei’s head swivelled in his direction. “What?” they said in unison.
“The water pistol is gone.”
Three pairs of eyes drifted to the indoor part of the swimming pool, and they put the pieces together. Too late, they were aware of the presence of two very pissed off creatures behind them. Strong hands pressed in their backs and, before they even had the time to fully register what was happening, they were pushed into the water.
It were Quatre and Duo’s turn now to burst out in laughter, as they could recognize three panicked faces amongst the flailing arms and legs. As if it wasn’t enough already, Quatre started shooting at them with a vengeance, delighting to see the trio squirm under his wrath. His hand seemed to have gotten a life of its own, it kept on pumping and pumping until…
“Damn! It’s empty,” he yelled.
His body still shaking with laughter, Duo reached out his hand to Heero. “Come on, wet dream. Let me help you out.”
Heero ignored the pun, and let himself be pulled out of the water. “Trust me, Maxwell. This isn’t over yet,” he growled.
“Hmm… Should I be scared now?” Duo purred, pressing himself against his partner.
“Very scared,” Heero murmured. Tracing his fingers along the waistband of Duo’s speedos, he hooked his thumb behind the elastic and let it snap.
“Ow! I dare you to do that again!”
Heero nuzzled his lover’s neck and tangled his fingers in the wet chestnut strands. “I might just do that.” Again, he buried his fingers under the elastic, only this time he let them ghost over Duo’s cleft.
“Ohh… Heero,” Duo moaned softly. He felt his knees going week, and held on to Heero for support. “Gonna push some buttons, are you?”
Heero chuckled. One finger crept inside the warm cleft and pushed at Duo’s hole. “Gonna push *this* button.”
Duo threw his head back and gasped.
A discreet cough interrupted the magic of the moment, and reluctantly, Duo looked aside. “Yes?” There was a dangerous undertone in his voice.
“Heero, I hate to interrupt, *believe me*, but how about we make ourselves a little more comfortable too,” Trowa said, nodding to Duo’s trunks.
Leaving the earlobe he was currently spoiling, Heero pulled his hand out of Duo’s trunks and turned around. “Sure, why not,” he said, and with a swift kiss and a promising wink, he left his lover alone.
Sighing happily, Duo looked down and couldn’t help but noticing the bulge that had formed at the front of his black speedos.
“Oh, perfect. This is just perfect,” he muttered. With a poor attempt at covering it, he furtively looked around. To his relieve, everyone was already heading inside. Shaking his head, he jumped in the pool, where the water would hide his arousal.

A few moments later, the rest of the group had joined Duo again, all dressed in swimming suits. Quatre and Trowa both lay sprawled on a lounge chair, soaking up the sun. Wufei was swimming with lazy strokes, and Duo and Heero had made it an art to chase each other with the water pistol without knocking over one of the marble garden ornaments.
Trowa sighed contentedly. The weather was simply marvellous. He absentmindedly let his eyes drift around. A bumblebee sniffed at some flowers. A sparrow hopped past in the grass, chasing a bug. Up in the sky, there were white stripes from airplanes. There was the sound of a couple of pigeons in heat. The call of a peacock in heat. The distant laughter from Duo and Heero, also in heat.
Next to him, Quatre stretched with his hands over his head, and idly he wondered if he would ever see him naked on a bed like that, tied to the headboard.
“What?” Quatre said.
“Nothing,” Trowa said quickly.
Suddenly, there was a squeal. Quatre looked up and got to his feet. Apparently, Duo had bumped against one of the statues. “Duo, I swear, if you break one of them…!” he yelled.
Duo waved back, gesturing that everything was alright.
Shaking his head in annoyance, he made to go inside. “Why did I ever agree to let them stay here?” he muttered.
“Where are you going, little one?” Trowa said.
Quatre hesitated. He couldn’t deal with Trowa’s lectures right now. He just wanted to be alone for a while. “Um… I’m gonna get something to drink,” he smiled.
“Oh, okay. Could you get me an orange juice, please?”
“Sure,” Quatre nodded. Then he went inside, his smile still firmly in place. The moment he was in the security of the kitchen however, the smile disappeared. On the surface, he could smile all he wanted, it would never be able to take away the pain. All that gentleness, all that friendliness, it would never be able to stop his tortured heart from bleeding.
He pulled back a chair and collapsed on it in a heap of misery, all thoughts of any drinks forgotten. Only one thought was there permanently, only one face stood clearly in front of his eyes now. Duo’s face. His shimmering, chestnut hair, neatly tied in a thick braid, unruly, stubborn bangs playing in front of his enchanting violet eyes. That sweet smile, always tinged with a hint of mischief. He couldn’t deny this to himself any longer. He didn’t know when or how, but somehow, Duo had wormed his way into a place he should’ve left in peace: his heart. No more hiding from this. Quatre was in love with Duo. Deeply in love.
However, he was aware of what kind of monster that love was. It could destroy everything. Their friendship, the strong bonds they had forged amongst each other during the wars, each other’s trust. He had to keep this to himself, no matter what.
Still, it didn’t make it any easier on him. Sometimes, Duo could rave about his love for Heero for hours on end. For others, it was just annoying. For Quatre, it was as if his very soul was being torn apart with every word he said. At times like that, he just wanted to shout at him that he should just shut the fuck up already. Or cover his ears with his hands and run away. But he never did. He always sat there with that sweet smile of his plastered on his face, and forced himself to listen to Duo’s words, just so he would realize how impossible and outrageous his desires were. Duo belonged to Heero, and Heero belonged to Duo. It was as simple as that.
But why? Why was he so attached to Heero? Yes, Heero had been there to soothe him when he was afraid, to give him advice whenever he needed it, even though he probably wouldn’t listen to it anyway. But so had he. He had been there too to help him when he was hurt, physically or mentally. He cared for him too, and he had shown that more than enough. So then how come his heart was drawn to Heero, and not to him? How come fate had chosen for him to live his life in such agony and pain?
~*~
Gingerly, he inched closer to the white marble statue, senses sharp and pistol at the ready.
“I’ve got you now, Heero Yuy. You can’t escape me, you can’t deceive me. I’m the master of stealth,” Duo murmured under his breath.
In the wild chase around the backyard, Heero had somehow managed to shake Duo off. It wasn’t *that* hard, there was an abnormal amount of statues. And now, Heero seemed to have merged himself with one of them. But a shadow flickering across the grass had betrayed him, and Duo had caught sight of it, only a fleeting glimpse, but it had been more than enough for the perceptive ex pilot.
Determined to make his trap snap, he turned around the sculptured piece of stone and aimed his weapon.
“There I got ya! And don’t try to… Huh?”
Two innocent yellow eyes peered up at him. “Miaow?”
Duo scratched the back of his head and looked around in confusion. “A cat? Then where the fuck…?”
Suddenly he felt his speedos being yanked down from his hips, and he jerked his head around to see who’d had the nerve to do that. He stared right into victorious blue irises.
“Master of stealth? I’d say we have a new champion, no?”
Duo blinked rapidly. “What… How did you… When…” In his excitement to turn around, his legs got constricted in his trunks, and he tripped forward on hands and knees. He became acutely aware of his position: on all fours and as good as naked. He slowly looked behind and was pleasantly surprised when he saw the bulge that had formed at the front of Heero’s red speedos. At once, his face split into a naughty grin and he suggestively wiggled his hips.
An incoherent mumble was all Heero could manage. He could never resist Duo’s ass, at least not when it was naked and presenting itself so beautifully to him. Sinking to his knees, he grabbed Duo’s hips and roughly turned him on his back. Duo grunted and greedily reached up for a kiss.
“I want you,” Heero growled in his ear.
“Then take me. You know you can,” Duo breathed, gasping when he felt Heero’s hand taking hold of his hardening cock. “Always…”
Feathering kisses over the smooth neck and shoulder, Heero gently stroked the pulsing shaft in his hand. His own cock throbbed painfully in the restraining, and very tiny piece of clothing. “You’re such an easy lay, aren’t you?” he murmured huskily.
“Yes…” Duo hissed. “Because it’s fun. I love fucking with you.”
“Well then, let’s.” He sucked at a drop of water on Duo’s throat and tightened his grip on his lover’s cock.
Duo rolled his head back and pushed his hips desperately into the tight tunnel of Heero’s hand. He started moaning. Loudly. “Ohh! Oh Heero, yesss… Please take me!”
Just as Heero was about to take off his swimming trunks, they heard a voice behind them.
“You do realize people can see you here?”
Two startled faces looked up. “Aah… Wufei,” Heero said.
Wufei sighed in exasperation. “It’s called a bed. Please use it.”
“Um yeah… Well, the thing is…” Duo stuttered.
“Did you really think we were gonna let you have sex right were we can see it?”
Duo raised a finger in defense. “Actually, we thought that we were behind the statue.”
“Oh you are. But not entirely. We can still see you. And most of all, hear you. And oh please, cover that,” Wufei grimaced, gesturing to Duo’s cock.
Duo stumbled upright and crammed his cock back inside his speedo’s as best as he could.
Heero crawled up too and looked down in embarrassment. “We’re really sorry. It were… the circumstances. It just happened. The heat of the moment and all that crap, you know.”
An amused grin tickled at the corners of Wufei’s mouth. “Hm yes…” he murmured. “It’s okay, I guess. Just don’t let it happen again. Now, if you must go and hump each other, then at least have the decency to do that in your bedroom.”
“Okay,” Duo nodded, and without further ado, they both ran inside, passing a suitably miffed looking Trowa on their way.
~*~
Quatre’s painful introspection was brusquely interrupted when two chortling figures hurried past the half open door and stumbled their way upstairs. He jerked his head upright and thought he had recognized a dark mop of hair and a chestnut braid. He was pretty sure that they hadn’t seen him, and he was also pretty sure what their plans were.
“Man, those two are sex addicts,” Quatre murmured, despondently leaning his chin on his hand. The little green monster called jealousy came alive inside, along with a deep sadness. He didn’t know how much more of this he could still take. He wished his friends all their happiness, but try as he might, he just couldn’t stomach the fact that Heero got to be with him *that* way. All he got from Duo was the occasional friendly hug. Heero got it all, and that was eating him alive.
His emotions roared and screamed inside of him. Warm and cold were alternating in his body, he was shivering, shaking with sadness and tears stung behind his eyes. He wanted to cry, wanted to let the tears flow, but his manly pride forbade him to break down. He bit his lip hard, until he thought he could taste blood. He whimpered and moaned, he clenched his fists and dug his nails into the palms of his hands, he squeezed his eyes shut, he tried everything to stop his tears from falling. But to no avail. Eventually he felt a hot tear trickling down his cheek, and it was the first of many. Seconds, minutes he sat there like that, hands covering his beautiful eyes, weeping like a little kid, until a distinct sound started drifting through the air. It was muted, but the nature of it was very clear.
“Heero… Oh! Ugh! Yes, oh Heero!”
“Duo! Oh god!”
“No!” Quatre groaned. He pressed his forehead against the table he was sitting at and clawed his fingers in his pale blonde hair. The compilation of all those things, his desires that were fighting to get out, the knowledge that those two were up there doing it, and now the vocal evidence of that, it was destroying him painfully slow. Every little scream clawed at his heart with sharp little nails, making it bleed.
Finally realizing that he shouldn’t stay there any longer, he threw his chair back and ran outside, hands still clamped tightly against his ears, tears still running over his cheeks. It was only when he saw the lounge chair with Trowa still in it and Wufei, who had, god help us, brought his katana, that he remembered the vow he had made to himself: that he shouldn’t let anyone know about his inner pain. He forced his face into somewhat of a warm expression and wiped his tears away with the back of his hand. With a shivery breath, he shuffled back to his chair and went lying on his back. He didn’t notice the awkward look Trowa was giving him.
“Quatre?” Trowa asked, slowly looking around.
“Yes Trowa? What is it?”
“Where are our dr… Have you been crying?!” In an instant, Trowa was kneeling next to his friend and leaning over him.
Startled, Quatre felt at his eyes, and realized too late that they must’ve been red and swollen. How could he forget a couple of stupid drinks anyway?!
He quickly looked away. “Um… My eyes were… irritaded from the sun. They’re very sensitive,” he mumbled.
Trowa shook his head, dismissively. He took one of Quatre’s hands in his and stroked his thumb over the smooth back. Softly turning it around, he saw the red marks of fingernails. “Something’s troubling you, isn’t there?” he said.
Quatre faintly shrugged his shoulders, as if he didn’t know how else to react. “No, there’s nothing troubling me. What kinds of troubles would I have? The war is over, I have great friends, I have money. Don’t I have everything I want?”
“Quatre, I’m not blind,” Trowa sighed.
A soft breeze blew through the air, but Quatre wasn’t sure if it was the breeze that made his skin goose bump. He looked down to their entwined hands, and took Trowa’s hands in his now. “Look Trowa. I know that we entrusted a lot to each other during the war. Our fears, our worries, our sadness. And I was really happy for that. I really appreciated all your support, and comfort. I…” He blinked, and his breath hitched. “I don’t think I would’ve made it without you. And it’s very kind of you that you want to help me this time too, only... This is something personal, you know. Something I need to take care of myself.”
Trowa nodded slowly. “So you won’t tell me.”
“Maybe someday. But right now, I…” When Quatre looked up again, his eyes widened, and he quickly backed away. “Oh shit.”
“What?” Trowa said. The look Quatre was giving him was highly unsettling.
Instead of answering, Quatre stumbled backward. His eyes were fixed on something…
… Something that seemed to be situated right behind Trowa.
Slowly, he turned his head around, and too late, realized who had chosen that exact moment to come and claim his revenge.
“Told you I’d still think of something for you,” Duo said with a decadent, exaggerated grin on his face.
A bucket of ice cold water was being dumped over his head, followed by a maniacal laugh.
Trowa screamed and spluttered for air. “God fucking dammit!!” He hugged himself, helplessly looking around for a towel.
Duo’s mouth fell open with indignity. He looked at Heero, and then back at Trowa. “Gosh Trow, maybe I oughta do this a bit more often. It really loosens you up, huh?” he smirked, ducking just in time to dodge a flying bottle of sunscreen lotion.
“Don’t you dare!” Trowa huffed. He gladly accepted the dry towel Quatre wrapped around him. “Besides, didn’t you see Quatre and I were having a conversation?”
“But you were such an easy victim. I couldn’t let that pass, now could I?” Duo chirped.
Quatre vigorously rubbed Trowa dry. “God, you’re all cold,” he said.
“Maybe you should crawl under the towel with him and heat him up yourself, Q-babe,” Duo smirked, winking suggestively.
Quatre flushed. He seemed to do that a lot with Duo around. “Shut up,” he muttered. “Besides, I think the conversation was pretty much over, right?”
Picking up on the slight sternness in Quatre’s voice and the pointed look he was giving his friend, Duo decided that now probably would be a good moment to give the boy some much needed distraction.
“Heero, if you don’t mind, I would like to give Quatre that explanation now. You know…” he said softly to his lover.
“Sure, go ahead,” Heero said, not without a little hesitation.
“Hey Q babe!” Duo said, beckoning him over.
Sighing with mild frustration, Quatre looked up. He really didn’t care so much for that new nickname. “What is it, Duo?”
Duo waited until Quatre was close enough, so only he could hear him. “Remember what I have promised you in the supermarket this morning?” he said. He couldn’t help but chuckling when he saw the different shades of red appearing on Quatre’s face.
“Y yes,” Quatre stuttered nervously.
“Well, I think it’s about time I fulfil that promise, don’t you think?” Duo smiled, putting an arm around Quatre’s shoulders and leading him inside.
“Duo, where are we going?”
“Bedroom.”
“Bedroom?!” Quatre choked, his face probably resembling something like a tomato by now.
“Yeah. I have all my stuff over there.”
“Your stuff? Duo, what exactly are you planning on doing?” Quatre was starting to wish he had never asked for this.
“Nothing out of the ordinary, Q babe, don’t worry,” Duo grinned. “I just want to be thorough, that’s all.”
“Oh. Okay.”
“Say Q babe, what was all the fuss with Trowa just now?”
“Oh, that was nothing,” Quatre said, waving his hand slightly as if to slap the subject away. “He was just a little… How shall I put it? Overprotective.”
“Overprotective?” Duo queried, turning his head to his friend and arching an eyebrow. “Not the obtrusive kind of overprotective, I hope?”
Noticing the underlying meaning in Duo’s words, Quatre quickly shook his head. “Oh no! No Duo, it’s not the way you’re thinking. Trowa would never do such a thing. I know him, he’s a friend.”
“Alright then. So, now that that’s cleared up, why don’t we move on to the more interesting stuff?”
Swallowing hard, Quatre couldn’t stop a shiver from creeping down his spine when he heard the low rumble in Duo’s voice. It had almost sounded sultry. They had reached Duo’s bedroom now. Nervously, Quatre stepped inside when Duo held the door open for him. Duo entered right behind him and closed the door. It had something exclusive. They were alone. No one else could see them.
Quatre looked at the bed. He felt a sudden stab in his gut when he realized that not so long ago, Heero and Duo had been here. In that bed. Fucking. He thought that he could still pick up on the smell of sex that hung in the room.
“What?” Duo said, seeing how Quatre was staring at the bed. “Oh don’t worry, we changed the sheets.”
Quatre watched his friend walking toward the bed, following the sway of the slender hips with his eyes, and very much cursing the fact that he was still wearing nothing more than his swimming trunks.
This was a bad idea.
“Come Q babe. Come sitting next to me,” Duo said softly, sitting cross legged on the bed and tapping the empty space next to him.
Quatre’s eyes were drawn to the open space between Duo’s legs. They travelled up the firm abs and strong chest. His skin was still damp with drying up water or sweat
He sighed. This was definetely a bad idea!
Again, he swallowed at the seductive look Duo was giving him. Or was that only his own screwed imagination? It must’ve been. Duo was with Heero for heaven’s sake! He would have to remember that! Repeat it over and over in his head like a mantra!
“You… really don’t mind… Do you?” Quatre stammered, shuffling towards the bed.
“Q babe, if I would mind explaining you, then I wouldn’t have offered it myself, now would I? Now, get your cute ass over here.”
Assuming that Duo was probably right, Quatre scurried over to his friend and went sitting next to him. Unlike Duo, he let his legs dangle over the edge of the bed, but he surreptitiously folded both hands over the front of his groin to hide any possible… inconvenience.
To Quatre, it felt kind of special to sit so close to Duo. Duo had always seemed so unreachable to him. It was always like there was an imaginary bubble around Duo. And now, Quatre could be in that bubble with him.
“So tell me. What do you want to know?” Duo said.
“Well… Everything.”
Grinning, Duo sneaked an arm around Quatre’s shoulders, and lowered his mouth to Quatre’s ear. “Well then, let the lesson begin,” he murmured.
~*~
Trowa watched Quatre following Duo, having no clue as to where they were going. His face was unreadable and bereft of any emotions, like it had been most of the time during the war. He was glad that he was starting to lose that habit. Because of Quatre, he smiled more often. He talked more, laughed more, had more fun. It was something only Quatre could do to him. He thought that he was heading in the right direction with Quatre. But while he watched his friend following Duo so meekly, he had felt something entirely different. He wanted to call it curiosity, but in reality, it was something deeper, something that he wasn’t sure of himself. Had it been a subconscious fear that Quatre was not telling him something he needed to know? Had it been jealousy?
“Where are they going?” Trowa said to Heero, back in his silent, impassive voice.
“Oh, just another brilliant idea from my significant other. He’s going to give Quatre sex education,” Heero said in all honesty.
“What?!” Trowa snapped, jerking his head aside to where Heero stood. “He’s going to do what?!”
Suddenly becoming aware of how that must’ve sounded to Trowa, Heero cursed his lack of tact and tried for a feeble save. “I mean… It’s not… It’s not what you think… Oh God.”
Trowa went sitting back down, rubbing his temples and forcing his breathing to become regular again. “Heero, stop stuttering like that and just tell me what you mean with ‘sex education’, okay?”
Heero had never been really sure about what Trowa’s feelings were towards Quatre. Of course, he’d had certain suspicions, and there had often been some kind of bet going on between him and Duo. But now he was sure. He smiled softly and went sitting on the chair next to Trowa. “Quatre was just curious. He has never had a male lover before, and Duo is the only one with the right knowledge and who’s openhearted enough for that kind of stuff,” he explained. He made their eyes meet and gave him a reassuring look. “Nothing will happen. Hey, you think I was happy when he told me?”
“But Heero… It’s just that… I… don’t know…” Trowa struggled helplessly with his speech. Eventually, he gave up and dropped his head in his hands.
“It’s a delicate subject Trowa. He just wants to be prepared. Wants to do it right.” Heero tapped his friend sympathetically on the shoulder. “Don’t worry, Trowa. Duo’s mine and he knows that. I remind him of that every day and every night,” he smiled. “It’s education and nothing more. The practice… Well, think we’d better leave that up to someone else, right?” he added with a swift wink.
Blushing profusely, Trowa quickly looked away. “I have no idea what you’re talking about,” he mumbled.

TBC...

1st chapter, part 2

2008-11-09T15:30:20Z

Looking for a beta reader

2008-11-09T15:23:56Z

Hey everyone! I've been working for 5 years on a GW fanfic, and it's FINALLY finished! :D Now, I'm still looking for a beta reader before I post it on Adultfanfiction and Y-gallery. As I'm not English speaking, I think this will be necessary ^^; clarediva suggested that I should post it here in chapters, and then anyone who knows a beta reader, can send him/her this way. So here's part one of the the first unbetad chapter. Enjoy! :D

Title: I wish I were you
Summary: Everyone always sees Heero and Duo as the perfect couple. But when the five of them take a holiday in one of Quatre's mansions, Duo finds out that Heero’s extremely possessive and jealous. And what if Heero finds out that Duo has a not so secret admirer?
Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing/AC, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Pairings in this chapter: 1x2
Warnings: Yaoi, lime/lemon
Spoilers: Possibly Enless Waltzs

I wish I were you

1. The arrival

“I can see it! Look, there it is!”
The limousine swivelled for a moment. For Quatre, it had become a reflex to bat Duo’s pointing finger and buoyant body away, but the driver wasn’t quite used to it yet.
“Duo, stop that!” Quatre yelled. He almost bodily had to push Duo to the backseat again. It was exactly 5 seconds before his head appeared again between the two front seats. He had the smell of expensive champagne hanging about him.
“Ooh, Mister Robert, you smell so nice. What’s that after shave you’re wearing?” Duo drawled. His hands started rubbing over the black fabric of the man’s exquisite vest. “Did anyone tell you you look good in that tux?”
Quatre felt his eye twitching. He was losing patience. “Duo, stop hitting on my personnel!” He grabbed Duo’s hands and again, pushed him to the back. “Heero, do something!”
Heero pulled him back and possessively started sucking on Duo’s neck. “Duo, behave yourself. Are you looking to be punished?”
Duo giggled rather ridiculously. His eyes were strangely glazed. “Maybe I am. You hardly ever punish me anymore.”
Wufei was sitting opposite of the two, next to Trowa, who was listening to his iPod. He didn’t know what bothered him more: the obscene sounds of the couple’s sucking mouths, or the muted screaming of 30 Seconds to Mars coming from Trowa’s headphone. That really couldn’t be healthy for his ears. “For the love of god, just give him some more champagne,” Wufei sighed.
Heero chuckled. “So he’s horny *and* drunk? Are you sure about that, Wufei?”
Wufei rolled his eyes. “Isn’t that the case already?” he muttered. The corkscrew lying in the corner on the floor was starting to look frighteningly tempting.
Quatre threw a glance over his shoulder. Everything seemed to have settled down again. He slightly leant over to the driver. “Don’t worry Robert, he’s not always like that,” he said with a gentle smile. “Thanks for driving us up here.”
The limousine pulled to a stop in front of the house. They had never known life could be so good. After so many battles, restless nights and days, threats to kill each other or even themselves, betrayal, in short two years of hell, they had finally obtained their total peace. For the first time, they could enjoy the good things of life without having to fear for their lives.
Throughout the wars, they had grown towards each other. Although there was no need anymore to stay together now, still they had become a little group of youngsters, five boys who had developed strong bonds amongst each other. Duo had been the first one to come up with the idea to go on a well deserved holiday together. And so, after they had all recovered from possible injuries - Heero being in the worst shape of all after the attack on Marimeia’s underground bunker - that’s what they had done: taken a holiday.
In one of Quatre’s houses.
The mansion that they had arrived at was smaller than Quatre’s actual home, but the luxury seemed to be the same.
Mouth hanging open in wonder, Duo was the first and only one with his face plastered against the window. His eyes were practically bulging. The others weren’t less aghast, but could contain themselves a bit more.
“Wow, Quatre. How many of those babies do you have?” Duo breathed, still checking out the impressive building in front of him. Quatre chuckled in amusement and stepped out of the car. As the driver opened the door for Duo, the boy practically tumbled to the ground.
“Mister Maxwell, are you alright?” The elegant man was quick to reach out and support him. “I apologize, that was careless of me.”
The courtesy of the man only served to make Duo more awe stricken. “’s Okay, I guess,” Duo mumbled, clinging to Robert’s arm. Robert was an attractive man. Young. Great body. Rich, probably. “Still a bit woozy, ‘s all.”
“Duo, would you stop acting like you’re walking around on clouds and get your ass over here!” Heero yelled, who was currently struggling to drag their bags out of the trunk.
Quatre had already run towards the front door and was fiddling in his pocket to find the key. When he had finally found it, he opened the door and turned around to welcome the rest of them into his humble dwelling. What he saw made him chuckle. Duo was hanging on the arm of Robert, Wufei was shaking his head at the behaviour of the exuberant American, and Heero and Trowa were engaged in a fight with the luggage.
“Hey guys!” Quatre yelled, waving his hand. “Robert will take care of that! Come on, let’s get inside!”
On that, Duo let go of the driver and bolted for the little blonde. He was followed by the other three with as much dignity and grace as they could muster. Of all five of them, Duo and Quatre were undoubtedly the most playful of them. They had often told the other three that they should loosen up a bit. The war was over, they could throw their masks away and be happy. Especially Wufei was a pretty hard case to crack.
The moment Duo was inside, his first goal was the kitchen. He dashed through the room, until he found a fridge. A room with a fridge, had to be a kitchen. “Alright,” he said, rubbing his hands together. He found several things in there, except the one thing he needed the most.
“Hey Quat, don’t you have any sweets?” he asked, his head stuck in one of the cupboards. Instead of Quatre’s voice however, he heard the voice of his lover, flinging the question right back at him.
“Hey Duo, don’t you have any manners?” Heero said. He was trying to sound stern, but actually he found it quite amusing. Not to mention the view he got, seeing his boyfriend standing bent over like that. “Didn’t take long for you to sober up again, did it?”
Duo pulled his head back and turned around. “Oh, hey Heero. Where’s Q man? I urgently need some cookies or something, otherwise I’m afraid I’ll become a very unpleasant person to deal with.”
“Guess I’m gonna have to tame you then,” Heero teased, sauntering over to his lover and placing his arms around his narrow waist.
“Mmm… Is that a threat or a promise?” Duo purred.
Feathery kisses assaulted Duo’s jaw and neck. “I’ll leave that up to you to decide,” Heero murmured.
“Okay then. A promise it is,” Duo said, tilting his head and squeezing Heero’s firm buttocks. “Besides, what was that you were yelling about my ass just now?”
Heero leisurely nipped his way down to the creamy collarbone. “I needed your help,” he muffled.
“My help or my ass?”
“Both,” he said huskily. He pushed his hips against Duo until they leaned against the sink, and Duo’s breath hitched as he felt the hardness where their groins connected.
“Oh Heero,” he moaned. His head fell back and his eyes lidded with lust. “Let’s find a bedroom, shall we?”
“No can do.”
“Why not?”
Heero pulled back and looked at his love with a slight glint of mischief in his eyes. “Out of lubricant.”
Duo growled in frustration and hung his head. “Can’t we use anything else?” he muttered.
Heero shook his head, smiling, and slowly went backwards to the kitchen door. “I’ll go check on the luggage and go unpack our stuff.”
Duo pulled a mock hostile face and went on a search for Quatre to announce his departure to the store. “Fucking tease. Quatre!” he yelled. “I’m going to the store!” Bursting back into the entrance hall, the only thing he found there was some neglected luggage. He swung his head from side to side. “Where the hell is everyone?”
“Hey Duo,” Heero suddenly yelled from the stairs behind him. “Come on, they’re upstairs.”
Sighing, and with a sullen expression on his face, he followed his lover. It was a nice staircase. Narrow, but right in the middle of the entrence hall. The banister looked like it was crafted from an expensive, tropical kind of wood. There were intricate patterns carved into it, that, upon closer inspection, seemed to be medieval tableaus of dragons being slayed, and ladies being courted. The staircarpet was a rich red, and felt thick, and soft.
Behind the staircase, the house was split in two by a wide corridor. There were rooms on either side. At the end of the corridor, there was a large, glass door, with behind it the verandah, and the backyard.
Upstairs, there were four rooms, arranged in a half circle. Duo noticed that there was quite a lot of space between each door. That meant that the rooms would be very large. He felt a bit happier at that thought.
He found Quatre in the third room from the left.
“Hey Quatre…”
Quatre looked up from his suitcase and frowned. He was surprised that Duo had used his actual name. He also noticed that the boy seemed a bit agitated. “Yes? Something wrong, Duo? You seem a little upset.”
Duo coughed, self-consciously. The room *was* large! There was a window. A big closet. A queensize bed with expensive looking sheets. A flatscreen tv, and – he could barely contain himself with joy – a Playstation! There was also another door, but he didn’t know where that lead to. “Um yeah… Well, just some personal issue,” Duo mumbled. He suddenly didn’t really know how to behave himself. He’d never realised how rich Quatre really was. He threw an impressed glance to Heero, who chuckled in response. “I need to go to the supermarket.”
Quatre nodded as he carefully placed the last of his shirts on his bed. “I’ll go with you. I still need some stuff anyway.”
“You know Quat, you don’t have enough sweets. You should know me by now.”
Heero gave his lover a surreptitious kick in the shin, and there was a muted quarrel. Something about how you don’t complain about cookies when you have a Playstation and flatscreen in your bedroom.
Quatre smiled in amusement. “Oh, I know why I’m not buying too many sweets,” he said. “The safe houses at the time were always crammed with junk like that, and boy, did we have restless nights.”
“How do you mean?” Duo said, bemused.
Quatre threw a helpless glance to Heero.
“Duo, when you eat too many sweets you get far too energetic,” Heero said.
”Aw, Heero. I know you like me when I’m far too energetic,” Duo grinned.
”Yeah, *I* do. But we’re not the only ones who are gonna live here the next two weeks, you know.”
”I second that,” Wufei growled. The tumult had piqued his curiosity and he stood leaned against the door frame. Fate had yet again been cruel enough that he turned out to have a room right next to ‘the insatiable two’, as Wufei had started to call them. He didn’t trust the walls to be very soundproof. Various stays in safe houses had left him as good as paranoid when it came to sleeping together in the same house, even if it was in separate rooms. Sometimes it happened that they were forced to sleep in the same room, all together. He was glad that, in those cases, Duo and Heero were mostly able to keep their hormones under control. Mostly.
Duo pouted and folded his hands behind his back, ignoring Wufei. “But Heero, can I help it that you’re such a great lover? It’s just the effect you have on me, baby.”
Wufei grimaced at the thought. “Oh, please spare us the details.”
“Duo, stop that, you’re 17. Just go to the store with Quatre, okay?” Heero said, and pushed his lover outside.
“Okay Heero. Whatever you say. Love ya,” Duo chirped merrily.
Quatre had already driven one of the smaller cars – his favourite black jaguar - out of the garage and waited patiently for the bouncing figure of Duo to appear. He ignored Duo’s whistle as he stepped in. “Are you guys gonna be okay?” he still yelled to the others, who had followed Duo downstairs. “If you still need anything, Robert’s right over there.” He pointed to where the neatly dressed man was busy manoeuvring the limo into one of the other garages. “He will be with you in a minute to show you around and for any other services you might need.”
“Yeah, any other ‘services’,” Duo smirked, giving a saucy wink to the three slightly stunned boys.
“Oh, for the love of god, get that grinning idiot out of here!” Wufei yelled.
Shaking his head, Quatre started the car and took off, before Wufei got the chance to do any accidents and cause possible injury to the American. “Duo, I really wish you wouldn’t insult my people like that and keep your remarks – and your hands! - to yourself in the future,” the blonde scolded.
“Aw Quatre, you know I didn’t mean it like that,” Duo said, rolling his eyes.
“I know that Duo, and so do the others. But Robert is a happily married man with two sons and while you mean it to be funny, I’m sure that if he would’ve heard it, he would think of it as highly insulting,” Quatre said. The words had come out a little harder than he had intended.
Duo, picking up on the severity in Quatre’s words, reached out his hand and playfully ruffled Quatre’s hair.
“Oh, touchy aren’t we?” he wheedled. “I guess someone needs a little nookie, no? So how are things between you and Trowa?”
A blush tinted Quatre’s cheeks and he slowly lowered his gaze before staring back to the road. “Me and Trowa?” he smiled. “Oh, that’s really not the way you think it is, Duo.”
“Oh?” Duo said, surprised. “Really now, Quat. I thought there was growing something nice between the two of you. Don’t you like him then?”
“Yes, I do. But only as a friend. What’s between us is only something like…” He paused a moment to search for the right word, then his eyes lit up as he had found it. “Brotherly love. Yeah, brotherly love. When we have something on our mind, we tell that to each other. When we pour our heart out, we console each other. He’s more like a soul mate to me instead of a lover, you know. Still, I couldn’t live without him.” His eyes were warm at those last words.
“I see,” Duo said thoughtfully. “So no nookie then?”
“No, no nookie,” Quatre chuckled, his blush returning.
“So tell me, Quat. That Robert guy… Is he gonna stay with us like all the time?” Duo said in an attempt to change the subject.
“No. Just to help with the luggage and getting settled and stuff. His other tasks are also to water the plants and feed the animals when no one’s there, but now that we’re there, I guess we can do that. I have told him we can take care of ourselves, and this afternoon he will go back home to his family.” Quatre turned his head to Duo, a slight smile gracing his lips. “Why do you wanna know?”
“Oh, just… More privacy then,” Duo said, as casually as possible.
The rest of the ride continued with the uncessant ranting about Duo’s love for Heero and how incredible their relationship had been so far, not to mention hot and steamy. Quatre had never been happier to see the signboard of the store, and even then it was still hard for Duo to keep his tongue under control.
Once inside, the energetic American grabbed a cart and started cramming it with cookies, chocolate, candy and whatsoever. Quatre stared at the display. His mouth hung slightly open.
“Duo…” he breathed.
“What?” Duo said, his face the epitome of innocence. “Hey, that’s for an entire week, you know!”
Quatre didn’t say anything but just opted to finally close his mouth and shake his head in disbelief. As full as the cart already was, Duo still threw in three boxes of vanilla ice cream, five cans of whipped cream, four boxes of chocolate sprinkles and seven bottles of caramel and chocolate sauce. “That’s not all to eat, yanno. Well yeah, eventually maybe,” he sniggered, wiggling his eyebrows.
Quatre burst into a spontaneous coughing fit while Duo started humming and proceeded to wheel his cart to the medical section of the store. Having recovered, the blonde caught up with him. He yet again felt his cheeks colouring involuntarily as he found himself staring at a wiggling ass restrained in black pants.
“Uhm… Duo? What are you looking for?” he asked gingerly.
”Lubricant,” Duo said absentmindedly, snooping around for one of the familiar tubes but failing to find any. “Could you help me, Quat? Can’t find any. Gods, don’t tell me they’re out of lubricant. I’ll go insane!” he said dramatically.
Instead of helping, Quatre just stared at the ground in slight embarrassment. “But you’ve only bought a new tube a week ago,” he said.
”Well yeah, Heero can be quite insatiable at times,” Duo grinned goofily. “Not that I’m complaining. I’m not that much better when it comes to that.”
His eyes still not leaving the floor, Quatre started fidgeting a bit. “So Duo, does it hurt a lot?” The question had burst forth from his mouth before he was even aware of it. He’d regretted it the moment he had said it.
Hearing the slight shiver in that surprisingly straightforward question, Duo finally turned around. He momentarily abandoned the cart with its valuable contents and any thoughts of his precious lubricant. The way the angelic boy stood there moved him, the helplessness and inexperience he radiated was almost endearing to him. Affectively putting an arm around Quatre’s shoulders, he pulled him in a friendly hug, paying no heed to the people staring at them. “Would you like me to explain you sometimes, Quatre?” he asked softly.
Quatre slightly pulled away to look into those mesmerizing eyes. “Would you mind?” he whispered.
Chuckling, Duo stroked the boy through his blond locks. “Not at all, Q man. Not at all. But as much as I would like to discuss this with you, this really isn’t the place for that.” Seeing Quatre lowering his eyes in slight disappointment, though with the knowledge that he was right, Duo quickly reassured him. “But I would be glad to tell you all about it the moment the opportunity offers itself. Now let’s go back to your home and get settled first, shall we?”
“Okay,” Quatre smiled. He was lucky to have such a friend.
“Okay.” Thereupon Duo spun around again and began a new search for his tube of lubricant. “Right after I have my lube, that is!”
~*~
Wufei pushed the front door shut again, and held on to the doorhandle for a moment, almost as if to stabilize himself. “Heero, honestly, I don’t know how you do it,” he sighed.
Heero shrugged. “Yeah well, call me stupid or crazy, but I love that idiot,” he said, dragging his and Duo’s luggage up the stairs.
Just on that moment, Robert entered through the door leading to the garage. “Oh, Mister Yuy, let me do that for you,” he said, moving for the stairs and reaching out a helping hand.
“No, it’s okay. I can handle it,” Heero called over his shoulder.
Robert nodded discreetly and reached for the bags and suitcases of the others, but Wufei and Trowa had already snagged it away before he had even batted an eyelash. A bit dazzled, he looked around, feeling rather useless. “Isn’t my help needed at all?” he cried, the dignity he had radiated before quickly faltering. He wasn’t used to someone else doing his tasks for him.
Heero looked down and smiled. “I’m sorry, Robert,” he said warmly. “It’s just that we’re not used to such services. Quatre has grown up with all this, and while we don’t envy him, we have always been taught to take care of ourselves. But we will be very grateful if you could show us around the house a bit.”
On that, Robert gathered his grace again and gave him a hearty smile. “Why, it would be my pleasure, Mister Yuy,” he said with a polite bow if his head. The man climbed up the stairs and looked around for a moment.
“I take it you have already picked out a room?”
“So it seems,” Wufei grunted. While Duo had been down in the kitchen on his search for cookies, and Heero had been talking some manners into him, the other three had sprinted upstairs to choose a room. It came as somewhat of a shock, to Wufei at least, that there were only four rooms. Since it was Quatre’s house, he had been given the first choice. The boy had picked the third one, since he’d always taken that room when he came here with his family. Consequently, he considered it as *his* room.
There had been a brief exchange of glances between Trowa and Wufei then. They both understood that, when they would take the first or second room, they would automatically end up next to Heero and Duo. Trowa was the first one who’d started to run. Wufei had followed right after with a shrieking “No, you don’t!”. He’d caught up with Trowa. For a moment, it looked like he would win. It was a neck-and-neck race. The slippery floor and Trowa’s soft whool socks had been Wufei’s undoing. Trowa had pushed himself off, and elegantly slid past Wufei, right into the last room.
“Dammit!” Wufei had cried.
Trowa had come to him with an expression of mourning on his face, and had shaken Wufei’s hand. “I’m sorry, my friend,” he’d said, his face a mimicry of sadness.
“Not at all, my friend,” Wufei had replied. “You were a worthy contestant. I think I’ll be taking the first room then.”
Trowa had pulled Wufei closer then. “Hey come on, cut Quatre some slack. His room will be next to Heero and Duo’s too then.”
“I need sympathy,” Wufei had hissed. “At least I won’t be the only one to suffer!”
“Well then,” Robert said cheerfully. “Let’s go back downstairs, shall we?”
“Wait a moment, Robert,” Wufei said. “Excuse me if I’m being impolite here, but can we go see the upper floors, please?”
“Oh, there’s nothing to see over there, really. Just some other bedrooms, but they’re all crammed with boxes. They’re not furnished. No one uses them anymore.”
Wufei swore inwardly. He came up close to Heero. “You’d better keep it down, Yuy,” he hissed.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Heero said dryly.
“You know damn well what I’m talking about!” Wufei growled. “Trowa, back me up!”
“He’s right, Heero. You can be quite noisy at times,” Trowa said in his silent monotone.
Heero sighed. “Alright, I surrender. But I don’t promise anything. If Duo starts snuggling and pops out his tube of lubricant, then…”
“Christ, you hang around that idiot too much,” Wufei muttered.
“Oh, hanging around him, plunging into him, what’s the difference,” Heero shrugged. He sounded rather amused.
“A few octaves, I’d say,” Trowa sniggered.
Wufei threw his arms up in misery and decided it would be best to just follow Robert and stop paying attention to them.

Things you remember.

2008-09-27T08:50:27Z

I'll never forget the look on my sister's face when she opened her birthday present this morning. She opened my mom's present first, because that one was bigger ;p That was an indian bag, with lots of colors and glitters, really cool! My present was an iPod. A real one, not something that looks like an iPod, but doesn't function half as well. She's had one like that for a long time, but she's been complaining that she couldn't put some songs from the computer to her fake iPod. I've witnessed it for myself, and it must be really irritating, I wouldn't like it either. So, she's been wanting one for a really long time, but my parents didn't have the money to buy one for her. She has some money herself, but she wants to save it for when she goes to college, which I can totally understand, coz college is expesive. So I've bought one for her. I have a job, and I buy stuff for myself all the time. I can afford it. She was kinda jealous when I bought a new one for myself a few months ago, and I felt really bad about it. So yeah, she was really happy with it! ^_^ She hugged me and kissed me. I have discovered that, since the few months I bought mine, the 4 GB ones have already evolved. When I bought mine, it only came in one color, but now the 4 GB ones also come in different colors. So, I told her she couldn't open it yet, and we would go to the store and ask if we could exchange it for a different color. I'm really glad I could buy this for her, this is something she can actually *use*, you know! Now she can put *whatever* she wants on her iPod! :D

Happy birthday, little sister! ^_^

Sneak scanning!

2008-09-09T17:44:09Z

I've made a drawing, the first in what seems like forever. Drew it by hand and inked it. Now remains the task of scanning it. Which will be kinda difficult, coz it's a bit of a naughty drawing, and I don' want my parents to see. It's not my fault! Lawrence from Boys Next Door just *screams* whorishness! D:

randomness...

2008-08-17T13:18:49Z

My mom is making applesauce, and it already smells like autumn in the kitchen! Hmmmm... :q~

London, baby! :D

2008-08-16T12:22:41Z

I went to London yesterday, and I miss it already! I went with my sister. We were on the road for a long time, but once we got there, we had such a great time! We left at 5.30 am, and arrived at about 11.30 am, London time. The long bus drive was not so bad, as we'd brought a lot of magazines, ipod, and food. We had gingerbread, candy, chocolate, nougat, donut balls, all very yummy. The driver dropped us off at Hyde park, which was only a short walk to Oxford street. We've been *very* lucky with the weather. It was sunny and warm, but not sweltering. Starting today, it will be raining for a couple of days in London, so I was happy the trip was a day earlier than planned. I had brought a lot of money, 110 pounds, which, for me, is a lot. XD I always find it such a shame when you see something nice, and you don't have the money to buy it, well, at least in a different country, coz you don't come back there for at least a year. I myself didn't buy so much. I bought a cute litte vest, black, with lace on the edges.

After that we had lunch at Starbucks. We both had a wrap and a smoothie called, interestingly, Naked. After that, we continued our way through Oxford street. I also found a little supermarket at Charingcross Road (or something), where I bought some local food, like crisps with flavors we don't have in belgium, and cookies. I think that's all I bought. My sister bought two books she was looking for, and new shoes, red converse shoes with grapes on them, and she thought they were just *perfect* for her, and I'm happy I could buy them for her. Oh, and we also bought some souvenirs for our parents, of course. ^_ ^

After Oxford street and Charingcross road, we continued our search for Covent Garden. Asked for directions in a store where they had the most lovely figurine of Cloud from FF in the window. Would've loved to have snooped around in that store for a bit, coz obviously, they had manga and anime, but I couldn't because of a lack of time. I hope I can do that the next time though. So, after a few more shopping streets, we *finally* found Covent Garden! I was so happy! There was such a nice atmosphere there, with a lot of lovely stalls and stores! We didn't get to check all of it out, coz of the lack of time again, but we did buy two large muffins for our parents. When we left there, it was already around 3.30, and we had to be back at Hyde park at 5, and Oxford street is a *long* street! We still stoped at Eat, which can be compared with Foodmaker here in Belgium, to buy food we could eat on the bus on the way back, and then we rushed back through Oxford Street towards Hyde park, but stopped on the way at a Starbucks again for iced coffee with whipped cream. Really good!

We arrived back at Hyde park around 4, and, tired from all the running around, we sat in the grass for a while. It was really nice to sit there, especially since it was so sunny. My sister put on her new shoes, and took picture of them with her cell phone. She's a real Converse freak. She still wanted to check out the Hardrock Café, but we doubted there would've still been enough time left. It didn't look so far on the map, but then again, neither did Covent Garden, and it was pretty far on foot, after all.

At 4.45 we got off our asses and started to look for the bus. We met up with some other people who were also on our bus, and waited together. The bus was right on time, and at 5, we left again for a loooong drive back home :'(

Except for a few delays, we've had a very fun and satisfying day, and we hope to come back as soon as we can!

Eardrops, starting today

2008-07-17T16:12:13Z

You know what? I'm gonna use this thing as an agenda, coz no one replies to it anyway. Today, started giving my cat eardrops. Have to keep it up for 2 weeks.

Back from the vet!

2008-01-08T18:30:43Z

I brought my cat to the vet yesterday to get her sterillized. I got her back today, but I'm a bit worried about her. She's hiding under my mom's bed and gets very angry when we want to pet her. I guess it's normal. I hope she'll be better tomorrow. And I hope my sister will leave her alone! Bleh, she's been really annoying today. Just because it's not her cat. Childish brat.

cough

2008-01-01T10:53:04Z

Happy 2008 everyone! And we're starting the new year with an upcoming bronchitis. Let's hope it'll be the first and the last one this year!

May all your dreams come true, and so on. For me, I hope I can finally finish that damn fanfic! And find a boyfriend. But that's not very likely to happen -_-; I'm afraid we're also gonna have to say goodbye to our dear dog this year. It's gonna be so sad. But he's had a long and happy life with us. He has nothing to complain about. *huggles doggie*

Hehe...

2007-12-20T18:56:29Z

Just a quick shoutout. First of all, clarediva, thanks a lot for your christmas card! It's very pretty! ^_^

And also, I have a job. Kinda. It's not a permantent one yet, and it's not well paid, but it's a start, right?! I work at the post office now :)

Disco!

2007-12-18T19:31:09Z

And I have it! My bedroom has never looked so romantic! Now, if I still would have a boyfriend, all would be well in the world. XD

Music feels good!

2007-12-12T19:20:15Z

I just went to a bodyjam session. My. God! It was fun, but very hard! I'd never done that before, so I wanted to join to see what it was like. I'd only stepped in at the second to last lesson. They do the same every week, so the others were really good! In January, there will be a new series, so I'll definitely go every week then, and I'll become really good too! :D It'll be awesome!

~*~

I bought a really cool coffee machine. Look!

I loooove it! I've wanted one for months! It's an early new years gift. My mom also payed for part of it, like 20 %, so it's mostly mine ;p I understand though. My mom has to pay bills and food and stuff. It's okay, I'm glad I *finally* have it! W00t! <-- Look, I used the word of the year! XD

24 already!

2007-12-05T15:24:13Z

Today's my birthday! I didn't get much presents and cards, coz I'm pathetic like that. :/ But I am very happy with the ones I got!

The one with the flowerpot on the chair is from my granpa, which also had 10 euro in it. The one below is from an aunt that lives in the street. The one with the horses is from my parents. Actually I wanted one from Vera the Mouse, but I'd totally forgot about it >_> The scribbly one is from my sister. It's funny and I love it! XD And the purple one in the corner is from clarediva! Thank you, Clare! :D

I got the earrings from my sister, but I liked them both and couldn't decide. So since they weren't very expensive, my mom paid for one of them ^_^ And from my parents I got the showergel, perfume and bodylotion in a beautiful pink case! :D

And now it's almost time to eat! *bounces*

expenses, expenses!

2007-11-16T14:10:02Z

Dammit, does it never stop??? After having to buy - out of necessity! - new boots, new shoes, new sport sneakers and new facial creams (okay, less necessity >_> ), looks like I'll also have to buy a new wallet! *sigh* Well, it lasted for about a year and a half. Maybe my mom can still sew it up. *fiddles* I'm getting out of money!

Oh which reminds me. I got a cute little necklace from a beautystore as a gift for my birthday next month :) I got one last year too. But this one's prettier.

~*~

Limbs are sore from powertest in the gym yesterday. I wish I had money for a massage. *sigh* I really need a job.

yamilisa20 @ 2007-11-05T17:40:00

2007-11-05T16:51:29Z

Oh gods, I've been on the most amazing shopping spree today. I bought 11 pieces of clothing for only 127,8 €. Not so much if you ask me! I bought fluffy warm homesocks that I wear to sleep, 4 black shirts, a black bolero, a very skimpy top, but it'll be okay if I wear something underneath it, something that can only be described as sleeves, I finally found the perfect scarf. It's black, warm and has a slight touch of silver thread woven through it. I also bought a grey shirt with a very nice print on it and a shirt from WWF. I really needed some new clothes. Actually, I also wanted new pants, but I just hate trying them on. Either they're too low on my hips, or I can't get them over my fat thighs, and you have to get in your undies for it. Bleh... But I'm really happy with all of my new clothes ^_^ I also went to the perfume store again. I want a new kind of Poison from Dior for my birthday, but I really don't know which one to get. Now, I have Pure Poison, and I wanted to have the new Midnight Poison, but that doesn't really smell that good. I think I'll get Hypnotic Poison. There are 5 kinds. I really didn't know!

I know, I sound like a spoiled brat. But a girl needs to be spoiled sometimes. And if someone else doesn't do it for her, then she just has to do it herself. ^_~

yamilisa20 @ 2007-10-23T17:59:00

2007-10-23T16:01:44Z

Bleh. Can't go to the gym tonight coz my mom said there's a drug addict on the loose with a gun. Stupid drug addict! It's only like a 5 minute drive with the car, but you never know with these people. Meh... Guess I'll watch South Park then.

yamilisa20 @ 2007-10-22T15:30:00

2007-10-22T13:33:17Z

*sigh* Okay, that's it. I've lost my cd with the downloaded manga's of Monster, Ludwig and Boys Next Door. I'm SO stupid! I'd started Ludwig, but hadn't finished it, and I want to finish it, but that's kinda hard when the disk is nowhere to be found! *weeps* Does anyone know where I could download/read those manga's?

yamilisa20 @ 2007-09-10T13:04:00

2007-09-10T11:12:20Z

Some more pictures of my cat ^_^ Warning: image heavy

The fine art of potplant-climbing XD

Two pictures with the leash, requested by neko_taka

Our other cat, looking a bit angry ^^;