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Adult +
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7
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1,152
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I do not own the anime/manga that this fanfiction is written for, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Chapter 6
Part 6
It hadn’t been a week yet and I already felt like I was going to explode. Duo had been giving me these horrible, gut wenching looks, half sad, half hopeless. I thought I had just kicked a puppy and that itself opened up another barrel of nightmares I don’t like to think about.
Then there was Hilde, glaring at me everytime she saw me and popping up around corners trying to catch me at something I wasn’t supposed to be doing. I think she almost expected me to be rooting through her and Duo’s dirty laundry and sniffing his shorts. Ew. Who want’s to smell stale sweat on sticky denim? It’s so much better if it was crawling down his tanned skin…sweat trailed down his stomach and back into the waist band of his pants…The flash snapped before my eyes and was gone in a matter of seconds and my heart had gone into over drive.
I groaned and held my head in my hands, my body flushed and I struggled to push down the impulse to do something rash. What was wrong with me? And when had I seen Duo with his shirt off? And why was I oogling him? I snorted. Stupid question.
I blinked and looked up at the clock above the bookcase a little way from the faded blue couch I was sitting on in the living room. 4:15, Duo wouldn’t be home for a couple of hours yet, I felt my fingers give a slight twitch. All this bed rest crap was getting on my nerves. I was never supposed to be this inactive, the only time I was, was when I was knocked unconscious for a month after self-destructing. I had been up that week and dragging Trowa across the world, hunting down the Noventa family, hoping they would take repercussions for his lost life from mine. No one did.
Duo never would have let me do such a thing. He probably would have hog tied me to the bed and sat on me for good measure. Stuffing the will to live down my throat until he was sure I wouldn’t die and leave him. Then he would only hand cuff me to him just to make sure I didn’t do anything stupid again.
Quatre had told me how Duo had reacted during and after that incident. It hadn’t been pretty. But Duo had been a soldier first and foremost, he mourned me but wouldn’t have followed me. Especially since he had met Hilde.
I shook my head and glanced at the clock again. 4:16. Oh, goody, a whole minute. I sighed and leaned my head onto the back of the couch, staring up at the ceiling. I wanted to bang my head against something.
Since the accident I wasn’t allowed anywhere near the yard, Duo had even secreted his weights somewhere I couldn’t find them, thinking I would hurt myself by lifting them too soon or too much. I twitched again. I was bored, I wanted to do-something!
But Hilde ruled the roost and wouldn’t let me near the kitchen or the home office. And the laundry room was so off limits it wasn’t even funny. The first time she had caught me doing their laundry she had freaked and yanked her panties from my hands. I had just wanted to do something that showed I appreciated being put up with them. She didn’t take it too kindly and we never spoke of it again. Especially not while Duo was around.
Then there was that time that Duo had come home early and caught me cleaning the house with their old vacuum doing the stairs. He freaked out almost as much as Hilde had. So he took to locking up all the cleaning supplies and checking to see if the lock had been jimmied when he got back from the Yard.
I was completely trapped and I wanted to scream. I was starting to rethink Quatre’s proposal. At least he had to go to conferences and I could cow the staff into letting me do what I wanted when he wasn’t around. Maybe I should-
A flash of Duo’s puppy eyes and my heart clenched. There went that idea, and I let my hand drop lifelessly back to the cushions. What was I going to do?
The door bell rang and my heart leaped. A distraction!
I pushed off the couch and rushed to the door, checking the peephole first. I couldn’t see anything and frowned. I felt the comfortable weight of a few hidden knives around my body. Duo had confiscated my gun when he had found it. Stupid idiot.
I slowly pushed the door open, letting it swing open while I stood on the other side of the frame, waiting for the intruder to enter. They would probably be expecting me to be in front of the door or behind it.
I saw a body move and grabbed it, swinging it around and captured it against my body, knife on it’s jugular.
“Heero?” The voice squeaked.
My body froze and I realized just who I was holding. I quickly sheathed the knife and swung the person back around to face me.
The smile bloomed on the older, perfectly formed face, makeup impeccable as always, not a wisp of carefully coiffed hair out of place and a dirt free pants suit of white and blue.
“I had forgotten how you usually say ‘hello’. I missed it.”
My paralyzed vocal cords moved on their own. “Relena.”
…
TBC
It hadn’t been a week yet and I already felt like I was going to explode. Duo had been giving me these horrible, gut wenching looks, half sad, half hopeless. I thought I had just kicked a puppy and that itself opened up another barrel of nightmares I don’t like to think about.
Then there was Hilde, glaring at me everytime she saw me and popping up around corners trying to catch me at something I wasn’t supposed to be doing. I think she almost expected me to be rooting through her and Duo’s dirty laundry and sniffing his shorts. Ew. Who want’s to smell stale sweat on sticky denim? It’s so much better if it was crawling down his tanned skin…sweat trailed down his stomach and back into the waist band of his pants…The flash snapped before my eyes and was gone in a matter of seconds and my heart had gone into over drive.
I groaned and held my head in my hands, my body flushed and I struggled to push down the impulse to do something rash. What was wrong with me? And when had I seen Duo with his shirt off? And why was I oogling him? I snorted. Stupid question.
I blinked and looked up at the clock above the bookcase a little way from the faded blue couch I was sitting on in the living room. 4:15, Duo wouldn’t be home for a couple of hours yet, I felt my fingers give a slight twitch. All this bed rest crap was getting on my nerves. I was never supposed to be this inactive, the only time I was, was when I was knocked unconscious for a month after self-destructing. I had been up that week and dragging Trowa across the world, hunting down the Noventa family, hoping they would take repercussions for his lost life from mine. No one did.
Duo never would have let me do such a thing. He probably would have hog tied me to the bed and sat on me for good measure. Stuffing the will to live down my throat until he was sure I wouldn’t die and leave him. Then he would only hand cuff me to him just to make sure I didn’t do anything stupid again.
Quatre had told me how Duo had reacted during and after that incident. It hadn’t been pretty. But Duo had been a soldier first and foremost, he mourned me but wouldn’t have followed me. Especially since he had met Hilde.
I shook my head and glanced at the clock again. 4:16. Oh, goody, a whole minute. I sighed and leaned my head onto the back of the couch, staring up at the ceiling. I wanted to bang my head against something.
Since the accident I wasn’t allowed anywhere near the yard, Duo had even secreted his weights somewhere I couldn’t find them, thinking I would hurt myself by lifting them too soon or too much. I twitched again. I was bored, I wanted to do-something!
But Hilde ruled the roost and wouldn’t let me near the kitchen or the home office. And the laundry room was so off limits it wasn’t even funny. The first time she had caught me doing their laundry she had freaked and yanked her panties from my hands. I had just wanted to do something that showed I appreciated being put up with them. She didn’t take it too kindly and we never spoke of it again. Especially not while Duo was around.
Then there was that time that Duo had come home early and caught me cleaning the house with their old vacuum doing the stairs. He freaked out almost as much as Hilde had. So he took to locking up all the cleaning supplies and checking to see if the lock had been jimmied when he got back from the Yard.
I was completely trapped and I wanted to scream. I was starting to rethink Quatre’s proposal. At least he had to go to conferences and I could cow the staff into letting me do what I wanted when he wasn’t around. Maybe I should-
A flash of Duo’s puppy eyes and my heart clenched. There went that idea, and I let my hand drop lifelessly back to the cushions. What was I going to do?
The door bell rang and my heart leaped. A distraction!
I pushed off the couch and rushed to the door, checking the peephole first. I couldn’t see anything and frowned. I felt the comfortable weight of a few hidden knives around my body. Duo had confiscated my gun when he had found it. Stupid idiot.
I slowly pushed the door open, letting it swing open while I stood on the other side of the frame, waiting for the intruder to enter. They would probably be expecting me to be in front of the door or behind it.
I saw a body move and grabbed it, swinging it around and captured it against my body, knife on it’s jugular.
“Heero?” The voice squeaked.
My body froze and I realized just who I was holding. I quickly sheathed the knife and swung the person back around to face me.
The smile bloomed on the older, perfectly formed face, makeup impeccable as always, not a wisp of carefully coiffed hair out of place and a dirt free pants suit of white and blue.
“I had forgotten how you usually say ‘hello’. I missed it.”
My paralyzed vocal cords moved on their own. “Relena.”
…
TBC