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"Eternal Flame "Written By: ShenLong Disclaimer: I don't own the G Boys, I just borrow them from time to time and return them a whole lot happier ne? :) I do however own Shane, Paul, Colin, Mickey, Benny, Toby, Fayah and any other unfamiliar characters that crop up. I also own the plot if you can call it that. Rating: NC 17 Warnings: Sap, angst, OC, Lemon, Lime, abuse, violence, language. Pairings: 1x2x1, 3x4x3, 5xS, OC x OC and maybe some more... check each part to be sure ;) Archive: http://gundam-wing-diaries.150m.com Status: Work in progress. Beta: DBZVelena... *huggles* Author: ShenLong Authors notes: *sigh* Well here I am again caving
into pressure. I know it has taken a while to get to this and for
that I apologize but I could not come up with a plot I deemed worthy
enough.... until now. This is yet another sequel... this time to United
Hearts. I did promise I would write the wedding for you all and I
intend to do that. For those that haven't read United or Lost Souls
I recommend that you do, otherwise this sequel will not make much
sense. All of your favorite characters are back and up to as much
mischief as possible.
"Eternal Flame" April 2003 ShenLong Chapter 10 Duo yawned and stretched, a thin sliver of light breaking through the heavy drapes and falling directly across his face. He rolled over and snuggled deeper into Heero's warmth. A gentle kiss was bestowed upon his head and he reluctantly opened his eyes again. "What time is it Hee-chan?" "Nearly ten." "Mmmm.... Wanna stay here fer a bit longer. Nice and warm." Duo burrowed closer to the strong chest which rumbled with a chuckle. "I guess I can allow that," Heero returned as his hand stroked along Duo's back. Duo sighed and let his eyes close again, the movements of Heero's hand against his skin soothing him back into a light slumber. However, when that hand began to quest lower and brush over his rump all thoughts of further sleep went sliding from his mind as his body took over and began to awake in another place other than his brain. Heero continued to work his hand lower, ghosting over Duo's rear, fingers tracing lightly along the cleft, silk of boxers trapped between the flesh adding to the stimulation. His own arousal throbbed so he pushed lightly against Duo's thigh and sighed as he received some friction. Duo moaned softly, the fingers that teased him along with the hardened length that brushed his thigh reminded him yet again how much he loved and adored Heero. He removed an arm from around the torso he was using as a teddy bear and wormed the hand in-between their stomachs to locate Heero's shaft. Fingers curled around and began to pump lightly. Heero's hips rocked into the contact as he slipped his hand underneath the waistband of those boxers. He traced lightly over hip before finding Duo's sac and rolling his lover's testicles around in his palm. Duo continued to moan quietly as his hand tightened around the steel it held and the strokes increased in their pace. The stimulation to his balls excited him further and his own hips began to rock as he sought more of that teasing touch. Heero began to add his own moans of pleasure to Duo's as he was gently pumped. "Ohh yes, Duo. More...." He released his lover's balls and took a firm hold of the velvet length that was begging for his touch and began to stroke, his thumb swiping across the head from time to time and eliciting a hiss of pure pleasure from his partner's throat. "Ahhh... Heero... so good...." Duo gasped as Heero teased his sensitive cock. His hips thrust in time with the stimulation as he sought to climb the ladder to release. His own hand unconsciously tightened its grip on Heero's length and fell into synch with the actions being applied to his own need. "Nnnn..." Heero muttered as his pleasure increased. "Oh shit!" he all but screamed as Duo's thumb worked the crown of his arousal, stoking the fire that burned within even more. His eyes closed as his brain concentrated only on giving and receiving pleasure and he knew it wouldn't be long before he lost all control and shot his load. Duo's hips were thrusting, pushing his tormented cock into the tight tunnel of Heero's hand as he rose higher and higher. He buried his face into Heero's shoulder as he felt his orgasm reaching for him. "Oh fuck!" he wailed as the liquid forced itself from within his balls to shoot forth and coat Heero's hand and stomach. It was all he could do to continue to pump his lover and was rewarded moments later with a flood of hot cum over his own hand and stomach. "Ahhh.... Nnnnn.... shit!" Heero moaned as the fire ripped through him to explode from his cock and mingle with Duo's hot seed from moments before. His hips thrust a few more times before he collapsed, sated against Duo. Duo rode the last ripples of his climax as Heero slumped against him, their sticky semen mingling and gelling over hands and bodies. As he returned to himself so he surveyed their rumpled state and sighed contentedly. "I think we need a shower, Heero," he snickered. "Hn." Heero grunted in reply. "C'mon lover, let's get cleaned up and see what the troops are gettin up ta." Duo planted a kiss to Heero's lips before sliding from the bed and padding naked to the ensuite bathroom. Heero enjoyed the view for a moment before slipping from the bed and following the violet eyed man into the bathroom. ~ * ~ Leith awoke feeling even more tired than when he had gone to bed. His hand raked through his tousled bangs and he wearily rubbed the sleep from his eyes. A glance at the small alarm clock on the dresser told him it was nine thirty. He flopped back against his pillow and tried to order his thoughts. "Dad," he whispered aloud. With a grunt he tossed the blankets aside and swung his legs from the mattress, a stretch and yawn followed before he grabbed his dressing gown from the chair by the door and set off along the hallway to his father's bedroom. He knocked softly and waited. When no response came he knocked again and then gently eased the door open. The empty, still made bed glared back at him as if in mockery and Leith sighed. Closing the door he went through the rest of the apartment, still no sign that his father had returned. He went into the kitchen and opened the 'fridge, removing the carton of orange juice he poured himself a glass and carried it through to the small lounge room. He paused by the telephone and then with his decision made he picked up the receiver and dialed the number. He set the glass down and dropped into the chair next to the vid phone while the ringing tone continued to sound in his ear. After several more rings the sound of his father's voice came on the line. "You have reached Bob Martins. I cannot take your call at the moment, leave a message and number after the tone and I will contact you as soon as is convenient." The sound of several small beeps followed and then one long one indicating the machine was ready for him to leave his message. Abruptly Leith realized he didn't know what to say. Quickly he gathered his staggered thoughts and spoke. "Umm, hi Dad, it's Leith here. I'm just calling to see if you're okay seeing as how I seem to have missed seeing you these past couple of days. Can you give me a call and let me know where you are and if you're all right? I guess it's stupid of me but I'm a little concerned about you. If I'm not here you can get me on my cell phone. I'll talk to you later Dad." Leith cradled the receiver for a moment before returning it to its place of rest, mind still deep in thought. After a few moments he got up and went to take a shower and get some breakfast, he'd promised Paul he would ring and hopefully he would be able to see his younger boyfriend today. With thoughts of the dark haired beauty in his mind Leith began his morning rituals. ~ * ~ Bob Martins continued to gaze at the technology that surrounded him and wondered just what it was that Roland Grant expected of him in his plan of revenge. He looked up into the cold face of the man he had thought dead a long time ago and swallowed hard. "You see these mobile dolls?" Grant waved his hand towards the hanger that could clearly be seen through the glass of the room. Bob nodded. "These, my friend, are a far superior suit to anything previously known. As you are well aware, during the last battles White Fang and OZ were let down by their pilots so they developed the mobile doll." Grant sighed as his face took on a distant look. "Those dolls, while superior to the piloted model, were still no real match for the Gundams. But..." Bob watched as the face hardened even more. "These ones here are by far much better built, more flexible and have a further advantage." A feral grin graced the face. "These dolls will be programmed with all the information from previous battles, strategies, defensive moves and attacking moves as well as every scrap of information I have located so far on the Gundams, their fighting techniques and schematics. In short they will be pretty much undefeatable." Bobs eyes widened. "And what is it you propose to do with them?" Grant turned slowly to look at the shorter man, the play of madness lurked in the depths of his eyes as he raked over the professor's form. "Why, have my revenge of course." "But there is no longer any need to fight, the battles are long over and peace is prevalent. I for one have had enough of the bloodshed," Martins replied. He knew better than anyone just how destructive the mobile dolls had been, after all, he had been one of their main programers during the war, a job that had seen him rise through the ranks as his skills improved until he found himself working alongside the top programers on a completely new system, a system he helped significantly to develop and employ, a system that both the Gundams and the former General Treize Kushrenada had used in their suits [1], a system Bob knew could destroy a pilot's own mind with the power it held. It was a position he now regretted. "The wars may be over in one sense, but my war is still raging. I intend to have my revenge on those that destroyed my base and made my units out to be incompetent, to prove once and for all that I was worthy of my command and that this peace is purely a front for hiding those who's hands are tainted with blood. " Madness... this was nothing but madness. A man so eaten away by his guilt at being made to look incompetent and losing his base that he had now lost his mind, blinded by an insane rage to have his revenge on those that had caused his humiliation. Bob Martins knew he would have to tread carefully. "But how do you know who piloted those Gundams? And more importantly, where they are?" As far as Bob knew the Gundams had long since disappeared. And the pilots of them? Well they could be anywhere now. After the final battles and ensuing peace he vaguely remembered something about the pilots and their identities being made known, in a subtle manner, but over the years the peace had grown and so the Gundams and their heroic pilots had faded into oblivion, nothing more now than a few pictures and printed words in the history books. Grant looked thoughtful for a moment, a look that scared Bob even more before those cold eyes turned back to him. "I don't know where they are and at this point I really don't care either. I intend to place my attack on the United Earth Sphere's headquarters." "Surely you don't mean..." "That's precisely what I do mean. I will begin my attack with the colony L3 X437." Bob Martins felt his heart restrict as the ramifications of Grant's words hit home. The colony L3 X437 was the home to many of the UES delegates. It was where most of the planning and overseeing of the peace was carried out. At any one time there was at least half of the peace keeping committee in residence with others frequenting on a regular basis. To take out that colony would seriously damage the peace force and who could say what mayhem would erupt. Martins had no doubts now as to his ex commander's intentions and he shuddered at the thought that he had no choice but to cooperate in assisting to make this evil plan reach fruition. "Once I have wiped out the colony L3 X437 the UES will know that I am serious and when I demand that they send me the Gundam Pilots I'm sure they will be only to happy to comply. Should they wish to do otherwise then the Sanc Kingdom is the next target. " Grant made his little speech without any emotion in his voice whatsoever and Bob drew a weak breath as Grant continued. "As you can see the mobile dolls are nearly complete, all that remains now is for the programing to be written and finalized; that is where you come in. I have acquired the computer chips that are needed to operate these suits and you will write the program for them. I will give you the specifics along with the other requirements." Grant moved closer until his face was mere centimeters away from Martins. "You will do this and do it properly. I need not remind you that your son's life is at stake here." It was all Bob Martins could do to hold down the wave of nausea that threatened to take over his body. The stale, sour breath infiltrated his nostrils, the cold madness that lurked in those dark brown eyes told of a hatred that burned deep within to the point where sanity had been overtaken and lost in the waves of vengeance. Lowering his own eyes, Bob drew in a shaky breath. "I will do as you ask," he returned, his voice low and surprisingly calm. "Good. Let us get started then." ~ * ~ The sound of the vid phone broke into the pleasant banter that was currently flying around the table in the Yuy / Maxwell kitchen. Duo bounced out of his chair and into the lounge room to answer it. "City Morgue, You stab 'em we slab 'em. This is Shinigami here, which soul do yer wish ta converse with?" The visual came on line and Leith looked a little shocked to say the least with the unusual greeting to his call. "Ummm... I was looking for Paul but I think I may have the wrong number." "Nah, yer got the right one buddy. Hang on a tic and I'll grab him fer ya. It's Leith aint it?" Leith looked a little relieved. "Yeah, it's Leith. Duo isn't it?" "Yup. The one and only. Nice ta chat ta yer again. I'll go get Paul fer yer." Duo turned away from the screen to yell for Paul. "Hey Paul, get yer ass in here there's a call for yer. It's that hunky looking boyfriend yer was tellin' us about." Leith blushed bright red as he heard Duo's words and wished that the vid feed wasn't working. Duo turned back to the vid phone grinning from ear to ear. "He's just comin', Leith." "Thank you." "No worries man, here he is." Duo handed the vid phone over to Paul who appeared in the doorway. Leith watched as Paul came into view and took the phone from Duo. "Now remember, no talkin' dirty, we can still hear yer in the kitchen." Duo winked as he exited the room. Paul blushed with Duo's words and was still a healthy shade of red when he turned to the screen to face Leith. "Hey Leith, I hope Duo didn't scare yer off or anythin'." Leith smiled. "For a moment there I was wondering if I had the right number or not." "Yeah, Duo and his greetings when he answers the 'phone." Paul rolled his eyes. "Yer never know from one day ta the next what he's gonna say when he picks up." Leith laughed. "Well it will certainly keep the callers on their toes." Paul joined him in his laughter before taking on a more serious look. "Can I see yer today, Leith?" "I'd like that Paul. Actually that's why I rang, to see if I could maybe come over today." Leith lowered his eyes and stopped talking as he felt his voice beginning to take on a worried tone. Paul picked up on the subtle undercurrent in Leith's voice as well as in his body language. While Leith was smiling and joking the smile didn't quite reach his eyes. "What's wrong Leith?" Leith sighed and ran his hand through his bangs. "I dunno Paul. Maybe I'm worrying over nothing but it's my dad." "Yer dad?" "Yeah. I haven't seen him since Friday." "Leith, get yerself over here and we can talk properly, I'm sure Heero and Duo will be able ta give yer some help or advice as well." Paul said softly. He could see the lines of worry etched into the youth's face and judging by Leith's tone and what he knew of his boyfriend, Leith wasn't one to go getting worried over something trivial. "Thanks Paul, I was hoping you would say something like that. I mean, I don't want to worry you or anything, but I think I could do with talking to someone about this, it's just not normal for my dad." Paul looked a little confused. "Leith, save the explanations till yer gets here, okay? Otherwise yer just gonna confuse me even more." Leith looked a little sheepish. "Sorry. I'll be there in about half an hour, is that okay?" "That's fine. I'll see yer soon." Paul gave an encouraging smile. Leith wrote down the address that Paul gave him and then blowing a kiss to his boyfriend he terminated the call. Paul switched the vid phone to terminate and stared at the blank screen for a moment, the little bit of information that Leith had given him running through his mind. He was pulled back to the present when he realized that Heero was standing in the doorway and had been talking to him for god knows how long. "I'm sorry, Heero. I wasn't listening," Paul said as he looked apologetically at the older man. Heero cocked his head to one side as he observed Paul. Something was troubling the youth. He began to speak, then stopped and smiled amusedly as he noted the faraway look in Paul's eyes as the blue gaze was directed at him. "I was asking if you had had enough to eat." "Oh, yeah, thanks," Paul said as his mind was still distracted. "Is Leith coming over?" Heero ventured. "Yeah he is. I hope that's okay." Paul suddenly realized he hadn't asked permission from Heero or Duo to invite Leith over. "I mean, I know I shouda asked first and I'm sorry. If it's not okay I can call him back..." "Paul, that's fine. Leith is welcome here anytime," Heero smiled. "Howard is going to be dropping over at some stage today as well and no doubt he and Duo will be caught up in their reminiscing for some time so it's probably just as well that Leith is coming over, the four of you can go out somewhere together while us *oldies* enjoy a trip down memory lane." "Oldies huh?" a voice spoke up from behind Heero and the Japanese man whirled around with a growl. "Nice ta know I can still sneak up on yer buddy," Duo teased as his arms wound around his partner's waist and his mouth found the crook of Heero's neck. "So, who yer callin' old, Yuy?" Paul couldn't help the laughter as he watched Heero turn various shades of red. "I didn't mean it literally, Duo," Heero spluttered, he had been thrown a little with Duo's appearance and grappled to bring himself back on line. "I know what yer meant, Heero," Duo snickered as he began to nip and kiss at Heero's neck. Paul coughed discreetly. "I think I'll go help Fayah ta wash up and leave yer two alone fer a bit." "Mmmm... good idea, Paul." Duo returned to his feasting at Heero's neck as the slender teen exited the room. "So I'm gettin' old am I Yuy? I bet I can still give yer a run fer yer money." Heero moaned softly. "Of that I have no doubt, Duo. I know you will still be quite capable of pounding my ass when your braid is gray and brushing the floor." "Hmmm... Blow jobs might be a bit interestin' though." "And what do you mean by that?" Heero tilted his head to allow Duo better access to his throat. "Could be fun when yer wearing dentures," Duo snickered. "Take them out and then at least we don't have to worry about teeth damage," Heero responded dryly. "Ahhh... I suppose I could gum yer ta death. Just imagine how much more of yer I could get in my mouth without the restriction of teeth...." Heero's eyes slid shut as the kissing to his neck continued. "By the time we're wearing dentures we will probably be all shriveled up and not able to get it up anyway." "Speak fer yourself, Yuy. Remember Viagra? Well I intend ta get a never ending supply, all fer you my love, that way yer won't hafta worry about being limp." Heero's eyes flew open. "For me?! What about you, Duo?" he demanded hotly. Duo laughed and pushed his half hard cock against Heero's groin. "That's one thing yer will never hafta worry about, Heero. Shinigami will always rise to the occasion." Heero was about to return fire when the vid phone rang and Duo bounced away from him to answer it. "Hello there and thanks fer calling the God of Death's inquiry line. If you wish to report a death please press one.... If you wish ta make a bargain fer yer soul press two.... If yer wish ta speak with Shinigami himself press three.... fer all other inquiries I suggest yer ring heaven instead. Beep." Heero rolled his eyes, just where the hell did Duo keep coming up with these weird messages? A chuckle as the vid phone connected and the image came on line. "I guess I press three then kid." "Howie! Great ta see yer man." "I can see that you're certainly no worse for wear after the reception then," Howard laughed. "Takes more than a few drinks ta keep me down, Howie. So, yer coming over fer a visit?... What time? Yer want me ta fetch yer?" "Duo, slow down," Howard chuckled. "Yes, I am coming for a visit, I'll be there in about an hour and no I do not wish to meet my maker ahead of schedule so I'll drive myself, thanks for the offer though." Duo tried his best to look hurt. "There's nothing wrong with my drivin', Howie." "Duo, they don't call you the God of Death without good reason," Heero said as he came up behind Duo. Duo spun around and narrowed his eyes. "I'll have yer know that name came from my war years, Yuy." "Shame you didn't leave it there then after the wars were finished. A car isn't like a Gundam, Duo," Heero counter attacked with a smirk. "It has four wheels that are designed for ground contact, not low flying." Duo huffed and put his hands on his hips. Cocking his head to one side he arched an eyebrow and stared at his lover. "I'd suggest yer quit with the insults about my drivin' skills, Hee-chan if yer want any more nookie." Heero swiped a hand across his eyes in mock horror. "You wouldn't do that to me, would you, Duo?" "Too right I would," Duo growled. "Boys... Boys..." Howard interrupted. "I think you are forgetting one thing here." Both men turned back to the vid screen, the call having been forgotten in their friendly teasing and looked at it sheepishly. "Just remember Duo, if you're cutting Heero off then don't forget you're also cutting yourself off." "Oh shit! " Duo blushed bright red and Heero joined him, the fact that Howard had been privy to their little *conversation* causing them both embarrassment, like two children caught with their hands in the cookie jar. Howard laughed. "I'll see you soon guys," and the call was disconnected. "You wouldn't really cut me off would you, Duo?" Heero's blue eyes held a certain amount of uncertainty in them. Duo took his lover in a warm embrace and kissed him soundly. "Nah, I could never say no ta yer Hee-chan, 'sides, I don't think my hand gives the same feeling, sorta like giving a man water after he's tasted the finest of wines," Duo snickered. Heero shook his head. "You're incorrigible." "But yer loves me all the same." ~ * ~ Shane glanced up from his current position on the couch, head resting in Fayah's lap when the doorbell rang. Paul jumped up and ran to the window pulling the curtain back to take a quick peek at who was at the door. "Why don'cha just go open the door, Paul?" Fayah said, her eyes never leaving the television. "It's not polite ta peep out the window." "Yeah, keep that up and yer will have the neighbors thinkin' we got some deep dark secret ta hide," Shane snickered and received a tug to the scalp for his trouble. "Ow! What was that fer?" "Don't tease him," Fayah giggled. "Awww... but it's fun. He's been jumpin' around here like he's got a hot potato shoved down his shorts... Ow!" Paul just glared at his friend before walking out to answer the door. He paused for a moment to check his appearance, smoothing unseen wrinkles from his shirt and tucking his hair behind an ear. He reached for the door knob and opened the door. "Leith!" he said in delight. It was all he could do not to throw himself in the youth's arms, instead he opted to step aside and let the green eyed man enter the house. "Paul. I missed you," Leith said. With a quick glance around to make sure no one was about he reached forwards and kissed Paul lightly on the lips. "Now, now... none of that hanky panky thank yer." Paul and Leith both jumped a mile as Duo seemingly melted out of the shadows and approached. Paul looked at Duo, blushing lightly. "We wasn't... I mean it was only a k-k-kiss..." Paul stuttered. Duo grinned. "I'm only havin' a dig at yer Paul." Duo dropped the basket of laundry he was carrying and reached his hand out to Leith who took it firmly. "I'm Duo Maxwell. I believe we met briefly at the wedding yesterday." "Leith. Leith Martins. Pleased to meet you properly, Mr Maxwell." "Call me Duo, Mr Maxwell makes me feel old," Duo grinned. "Okay, Duo it is. I hope you don't mind me calling around to see Paul." "Yer welcome, Leith. Paul has told us a bit about yer," Duo winked as Leith blushed. "I'd say he got the good looking bit right." It was Paul's turn to blush again. "I'll leave yer youngsters ta it." Duo retrieved the basket of washing from the floor. "I'm afraid a woman's work is never done," he said in a falsetto as he turned to go to the laundry. "I thought yer hated doing the washing, Duo," Paul said as he watched the retreating braid. "I do Paul... but the spin cycle makes up fer it," came the cryptic reply, along with a laugh. "I don't think I want to know," Leith said shaking his head. "Neither do I." ~ oOo ~ [1] The Zero system |
