Zechs entered the nightclub and looked through the crowd of people. He saw the same faces he did every night. He turned to one of them and started talking.
He felt a hand on his shoulder and turned to see who the hand was attached to. "Duo Maxwell?" What's he doing here? He took in the figure dressed entirely in tight black and felt warmth flow through his body.
"Hi, Zechs. Wanna dance?" the boy asked as he extended a hand.
He took the boy's hand, and they went to the dance floor. After some dancing, the braided boy moved close and seductively bit the blond on his neck. Gods...
"Wanna get out of here?"
It was all Zechs could do not to fuck him right there, so he moaned his assent quietly.
Mouth open, tongue that I taste
No lover can kill you this way
Zechs led the boy to his couch, where he kissed the braided boy's neck. He felt himself being overcome with desire as the boy pulled his shirt off and began sucking his nipples. He pulled the braided boy's shirt over his head and unzipped his pants. He shivered with anticipation when the boy pulled his own pants off.
Like poison I feel it drip down
Take over- insanity makes no sound
He woke up to find the boy curled up next to him in his bed. I wonder how long this will last...
He woke the boy gently, sending him back to school.
Zechs himself showered, washing his luxuriant hair carefully, and dressed, then spent the day wondering if he was dreaming about the angel he'd woken up with that morning.
Zechs went to the nightclub again that night, hoping to find Duo there again. He saw him, and walked over to him, putting his arm around the boy's slender waist. "I'm so glad you could make it." Did he notice a flush in the boy's cheeks?
"You want something to drink?"
"No, that's alright. Let's dance."
Taking a space on the dance floor, their erotic movements drew hungry gazes from the crowd. They never noticed them, being thoroughly enthralled with each other's bodies.
Zechs pulled his partner close and ran his fingers through the mass of braided hair. "Come home with me. Please."
Duo smiled. "If you want."
That's all I'm getting. It's all but fitting.
You turn my meaning inside out
Zechs handed the boy a glass of rum and coke. "I enjoy your company. This is only the second time we've spoken, but I feel myself being drawn to you."
Duo blushed and looked away. "Zechs, I... I came onto you yesterday to get at Heero. I had no idea you'd..." he paused. "I had no idea I'd be actually interested in you. I was sick of Heero being withdrawn and not showing affection. So I went out last night looking to pick someone up. I'm sorry."
When it all comes crashing down
Comes crashing down
Your spirit dies inside
Zechs blinked. I knew the dream was too good. He put an arm around the boy, in an attempt to reassure himself. "Sorry for what? For getting fed up with an unresponsive lover and seeking one who would respond?" Duo looked at him. "Yes, I'd heard rumors that you and he were together. Last night I wasn't looking for more than a night with an attractive young man. This morning, when I woke up next to you, I felt I wanted more." I still would. He lowered his eyes as the boy began to speak.
"Zechs... I swear I never intended to hurt you. Last night we both wanted to have fun." He bowed his head. "I think I'd like to see more of you. I mean, if you don't hate me. It was... nice waking up next to you. I mean, Heero never slept in my bed or let me sleep in his. He'd never acknowledge me most of the time. Just when he wanted to."
Zechs lifted his head slightly to look at the angel in front of him.
"You're crying? What's wrong? Should I leave?"
When it all comes crashing down
Comes crashing down
Your spirit hides inside your dream
He shook his head. "No, stay." He held the boy closer. "I don't hate you. It doesn't matter what your original intentions were. You seem to want more than that now." He wiped his eyes. "Thank you for being honest." He took a long drink, contemplating his next statement. "Stay here tonight. Please."
Fear nothing, lips turning blue
So quiet whispering sex to you
He gazed into Duo's eyes, almost sadly, wishing for ... what? Love? I don't deserve love. As he saw into the depths of the blue-violet eyes gazing back at him, he leaned forward to kiss the boy who reminded him so much of himself.
Far too busy for me to ignore
Skin crawling I want you to be my whore
A look so pretty- so fucking pretty
I know you're ready to give me more
Sleepily, he carried the dozing boy back to his bedroom, laid him in bed and lay down next to him. Is this real?
Zechs went to school, and he found his thoughts constantly turning to the braided boy. He stood in the cafeteria after his lunch period ended just to catch a glimpse of the boy before returning to class.
When it all comes crashing down
Comes crashing down
Your spirit dies inside.
When it all comes crashing down
Comes crashing down
Your spirit hides inside your dream
Zechs was sitting down to read some Sartre for his 20th century literature class when the doorbell rang. Opening the door, he saw his angel, sobbing, collapse onto his chest. He bundled the boy in his arms and drew him inside, stroking his hair until he calmed.
"Yes, this is Zechs Marquise. ... Yes, I'm aware of that. ... Look, I'll pay it. Yes. Good. Thank you."
He took Duo to collect his belongings from the room he had shared with Heero, making sure not to go when he'd be there.
That's all you're getting. It's all but fitting.
You turn my meaning inside out
Zechs kept his distance, watching the argument unseen by them. When he saw Heero grab Duo as he tried to walk away, he started walking toward them.
"Duo," he said, putting his arm around the slender waist. "Let's go home." He felt Heero's eyes boring into him. He looked back, calmly and elegantly.
"Let's. This conversation is over."
When Duo remembered his group project, Zechs agreed to walk him over.
"Will you be done in time for dinner?"
"I sure hope so..."
Zechs waited until 6 before he began cooking dinner. I'm hungry. I'll make enough so he can reheat it if he wants when he gets back. He sighed, remembering how he'd dreamed of being with Treize once.
The door opening a few minutes later snapped him from his reverie. "Tadaima!"
"Welcome home."
You look so pretty- so fucking pretty
You turn my meaning inside out
Zechs moaned as the boy kissed his neck. "Duo..." He began turning on his side, when he was pushed back down. He smiled. So he likes it that way, does he...
When it all comes crashing down
Comes crashing down
Your spirit dies inside
When it all comes crashing down
Comes crashing down
Your spirit hides inside your dream.
Waiting in the parking lot for Duo, Zechs saw Treize talking to Wufei. His eyes narrowed as he watched their interaction. Treize... He remembered the mornings waking up with him, the dreams they'd shared, (No, they were never his dreams. They were always mine.) the betrayal of his trust, and the end of their friendship. Was it worth it for you, Treize?
He looked away when Treize drew the Chinese boy into his arms and kissed him. He saw Duo approaching and turned to greet him, feigning a smile. "I was wondering when you were going to show up."
"Sorry. I got stuck with blackboard duty today."
They walked arm-in-arm to Zechs' car, where Zechs kissed Duo, making certain Treize saw it.