"Heero! Heero!, oh yes, yes, yes, ah..ah" screamed Duo as he wiggled in the chair of his cockpit. His body tense with arousal. He moaned and groaned the name of the man he loved. He licked his lips, sweat glistened on his forehead and neck. His eyes shut in pleasurable agony.
"Duo Maxwell! What on earth are you doing boy?" heard Duo as he opened his eyes and saw Dr. G starring at him. He blinked a couple more times and wiped his eyes and sweat covered forehead.
"Ah nothing…" stammered Duo as he tried to regain his composure.
"Ha! You young people today! Sex is all that you think about," scolded the Dr.
"Nani? No, No!" tried to deny Duo but he was caught in the act. It had been two months since he had last seen Heero and he was going insane. He needed to feel his partner’s body next to him. To love him, to kiss him and do all those wonderful things he had been fantasizing about lately. Heero hadn’t even contacted him to say that he was ok. Duo spent many lonely and sleepless nights with his only loyal companion, his hand.

He signed and looked up at the monitor in front of him. "So what’s up?" asked Duo as he realized how funny his question was.
"You obviously," replied the Dr. as he signaled towards Duo’s crotch.
"That’s not true the sight of you made me go limp," replied Duo as he stretched back in the small cockpit of Deathscythe.
"Well listen I have a mission for you."
"Great!" said Duo in a sarcastic tone. All he wanted right now was to see Heero and hug him and kiss him and fuck his brains out all night long. But blowing up some OZ facility would just have to do. After he’d go to bed and cry himself to sleep and think about his pathetic existence and the fact that his man hasn’t called him in over two months.
"Boy are you ok?" asked the Dr. in a worried tone.
"Hai, don’t call me ‘boy.’ It’s annoying."
"Gommen nasai young one," teased the Dr.
"I don’t like that either. It takes less effort to say ‘Duo’ you know? Any way you said that you had a mission for me."
"Hai. Now there is some strange activity going on at a school that his funded by OZ. A packet will be awaiting you in locker number 101 at the airport in Tokyo. It contains all the information and papers you’ll need to complete the mission. You will pose as a student and find out what the officials at the school are up too."
"Sounds easy enough. Do I get the blow up the school?"
"No! You may have to kill the school officials though and eliminate the school’s tie to OZ."
"Ok," replied Duo in a less than anxious tone.
"Well you don’t seem your usual self," noted the Dr.
"Hn."
"Well I’ll leave you to your masturbation. That erection must be making you uncomfortable. Ja!" teased the Dr. and he signed off.
"Hey!" screamed Duo. "That wasn’t funny. Perverted Dr.!"

Duo started up Deathscythe and proceeded to Asia. He hid his Gundam and then proceeded to Tokyo airport. He went to the locker and took out the duffel bag with all the information that he needed. He went to a safe apartment that was located in the city for the pilots whenever they were in Japan. He was there alone. He was getting a bit depressed about his whole situation with Heero. As he opened the bag he felt his eyes well up with tears. He tried to hold them back but he couldn’t. The salty drops poured out of his eyes one after the other. He sobbed as he eyes moistened cried tears of sadness. He felt used and unloved by Heero. The silver tears strolled down his cheek and onto his neck. His eyes were red and his breath uneven as he curled up in a fetal position and continued to sob. He didn’t know how long he had been there. It seemed like hours. He eventually fell asleep, tiny droplets still dangled off his lashes as he slept.

He awoke the following morning with an intense appetite. He went to the bathroom and took a shower. His face was stained with tears. His heart was saddened and broken. He thought he and Heero had something special going on. He thought he was wrong since his lover didn’t even try to contact him. He had stopped making excuses for Heero. He thought that maybe he got captured but then Trowa told him that he had seen Heero on the battlefield a few weeks ago. Duo tried his best not to break down and cry once again. He wasn’t sure if he had any tears left. He just sat in the shower and let the warm arms of the water embrace his cold and lonely body.

Duo walked down the street to the school in his uniform. It was a blue blazer, white shirt and long navy trousers. In one hand he held the books he would need and the falsified application papers. His other hand lay in his pants pocket. He looked around and savored the delicious spring air around him. The trees were just starting to bloom with life once again, their limbs lay half naked. New leaves and buds spurring about on their branches. The birds hummed their respective songs and filled the air with life. People walked around hand in hand enjoying the great weather and longing for cherry blossom season to come. Duo admired the lovers around him wishing that he and Heero were one of them.

A few more blocks and he arrived in front of his new school. He was kind of excited to go to school and live a normal life for a couple of weeks. It would give him time to think clearly and not obsess about Heero and the fact that he hadn’t contacted him. Duo entered the gates of the school with a cheerful expression on his face. He entered the large building and went to the headmasters office. As he entered he noticed a familiar face. His heart skipped a beat and his pulse began to race. He resisted the grin of joy that threatened to stretch across his face. It was Heero.
Duo didn’t want Heero to see just how much of an effect he had on him. If Heero wanted him, he’d just have to make the effort this time. Duo walked by him not even stopping to say hello. He didn’t even look at him.

Although Heero’s expression remained the same deep down he felt his heart break. He felt a strange bulge of pain in his chest. One that he hadn’t felt before. Duo didn’t even look at him and it had been two months since they had seen each other. Heero swallowed hard and tried to regain his composure deep inside. He didn’t want to admit it but he was hurt that his lover had treated him so coldly for the first time. But he knew that it was mostly his fault because he hadn’t contacted Duo in two months. He wanted too so bad but he couldn’t. He didn’t know why. He wasn’t used to the love and joy that Duo had brought to his life. He wasn’t sure how to handle those feelings. He scolded himself for being such a fool and hurting the one person he cared about the most. His own eyes moistened with tears. The salty droplets threatened to wobble out of his eyes and onto his cheeks. He blinked them back and went to the bathroom. He washed his face and calmed himself down. He would have to talk to Duo as soon a possible and straighten things out.

Duo finished his interview with the old and creepy headmaster who looked at him funny. He felt very uncomfortable around the man. A chill ran through his body when he shook hands with the man. He exited the office and proceeded to pick up his agenda of classes. He unwillingly looked around for Heero. He didn’t see him in the chair that he was the last time. Duo turned around and bumped into his lover.
"Gommen, gommen nasai," said Heero softly. He hoped that Duo knew what he was apologizing for. Not for bumping into him but for being so neglectful and stupid. Duo didn’t say anything and proceeded on his way. He could feel the tears swell up in his eyes and lump was in his throat. It hurt him so to see Heero after so long. He walked quickly to his first class and blinked away the threatening tears. He entered the classroom and introduced himself as Tetsuya Hitori. Because he truly was lonely and that’s what his last name meant. Heero soon followed in and introduced himself as Heero Maxwell. He looked at Duo for a reaction but the boy looked out the window and didn’t seem to pay any attention. But Duo’s heart smiled when he heard what Heero had said. A single tear rolled down his cheek. He quickly wiped it away hoping that Heero hadn’t seen it. Heero was assigned to sit behind Duo. He was glad. But he wasn’t sure how he was going to keep his hands off the pilot that he loved so much yet he couldn’t admit it. Duo’s gaze remained to the window and the trees that rustled softly outside as a tender gust of wind embraced their branches. Heero sat down quietly behind his lover. One of his fingers lingered onto Duo’s braid. Heero wasn’t sure what he’d do next. He had to get Duo to forgive him, he had to explain things to Duo, he had to tell him he loved him. Although he wasn’t sure how he was going to do that last part. "Ai shiteru koi," he whispered softly without knowing it. Duo thought he heard something but quickly dismissed it and thought it was the wind or his imagination.

The teacher began to teach the lesson about Japanese history. Neither boy was paying much attention. They were both in their own little worlds. Duo could feel the heat rise in his body as he felt Heero’s presence behind him. He thought he felt his lover caress his braid but he wasn’t sure. He thought that maybe he could ignore Heero and stay mad at him. But he was finding this very difficult. He just wanted to hug Heero and kiss his tender lips, crush their naked bodies together and never let go. He signed and tried to pay attention. He came to the conclusion that relationships are harder than what he thought. He wanted to ask Heero so many questions, but he stayed quite never daring to turn around.
Then he heard a pencil roll onto the ground and slide next to his foot. "Um can you pass that please?" asked Heero in the most tender voice Duo had ever heard.
"Why don’t you get it yourself? You’ve got legs ne?" replied Duo bitterly. He didn’t get any response from Heero. He heard the boy get out of his chair. He knelt alongside Duo and proceeded to pick up the pencil. Duo looked down into the wild locks of his lover and resisted the urge to fondle the unkempt hair with his fingers. He could smell the delicious shampoo he had made Heero use. A tender smile stretched across his face as he remember the pointless argument Heero and him had gotten into over the shampoo a few months ago. As the grin stretched across his face Heero looked up with pleading eyes. Duo immediately looked away and blushed. Heero wondered what Duo was smiling about and went back to his seat.

After what seemed like years the history class was finally over. Duo walked quickly out of the classroom. But to his dismay Heero was in all of his classes. They were even lab partners. He rolled his eyes when their chemistry teacher called their names. It seems that there was no escaping Heero. And Duo was sure that they were stationed in the same safe house too. Such luck. Duo didn’t trust himself to stay mad at Heero and punish him if he was constantly around. He knew that he was being stubborn but he had show Heero that they have something special that he can’t neglect. Duo didn’t exchange a word with Heero for the rest of the day. For once it seemed like they had reversed roles, Heero was anxious to talk yet Duo never uttered more than two words. Duo found it kind of funny but made no comment. He knew that one day when they were old men, that is if they lived that long they would probably look back and laugh at this moment.

Heero got jealous at how friendly Duo was to everyone except to him. He wanted Duo to devote all his attention to him. Yet he gave it to stupid blabbering girls and annoying boys. He thought he saw one of the boys touch Duo funny and almost ran over and broke his fingers for touching his loved one. But it was then that he realized what he had missing out on all this time. "Baka," he said to himself softly, finally admitting what he felt like for hurting Duo and now paying the price.
Heero ate lunch alone and watched on as Duo chattered giddily with his peers. Their table was loud and attracted a lot of attention. Girls hovered around Duo like flies on a sweet cake. Boys watched on with awe as he talked and told jokes. Heero got up and left abruptly. As he walked down the halls a plan entered his mind. He stopped half way and laughed like a maniac. People looked at him funny and he gave them the finger. He had to admit that he was bad and stupid for abandoning Duo and he knew that he deserved to be punished. So he would take his punishment, just the way Duo liked to give it.

Heero and Duo’s next class and last class of the day was Literature. Duo was annoyed when Heero got then both in trouble. Heero passed him a note written in a secret code and the teacher got pissed. Now he had to stay after school with Heero and clean the classroom. For some reason Duo thought that Heero had planned this, in fact he knew that there was something weird. Heero would never be that careless. Heero sat back with an evil grin of satisfaction on his face. The teacher looked at him funny and continued on with the lesson.

Duo couldn’t wait to go home and rest but he had to stay back. He was annoyed at Heero and intended to scold him for this. He’d let him have a piece of his mind all right! After all the students left the class the teacher excused himself and told them that he’d be back in an hour to make sure that they had cleaned the classroom properly. After he left Heero ran to the door and locked it. He didn’t want any interruptions. Duo turned to face him and was about to let him have it when Heero pounced on him. Their lips met and their bodies embraced. It was like an instinct that Duo couldn’t resist. It had been so long since he had tasted Heero’s lips. He longed for them day and night. He felt complete when they were together. Heero held him tight, their kiss was tender but wanton. Duo felt like he was melting as he felt Heero’s penetrating tongue enter his warm mouth and caressed his lips. His breath was frantic and his heart rate was off the charts. He missed Heero, he missed him. "Damn him for abandoning me! I won’t give in!" thought Duo as he pushed away from Heero. "Duo…" pleaded Heero.
"Don’t touch me!" yelled Duo as he backed away.
"Duo I’m sorry, I’m sorry," pleaded Heero as he approached Duo who took a step back.
"Stay away! You’ve managed to do so, so far," said Duo in a bitter tone.
"Duo you don’t understand, let me…"
"You’re right I don’t understand! I thought we had something special! I thought you cared!" shouted Duo as he blinked back threatening tears. "I do care…"
"Not enough to call me! To tell me that you were all right. I was worried I thought you were captured or something," retaliated Duo as he turned away from Heero, not sure if he could keep his tears back any longer.
"I… I was a fool. I do care. I wanted to call but…but something stopped me…."
"Ha! You’re wrong I’m the fool for caring," said Duo as he wiped away a tear. Heero felt his heart rip to pieces. He didn’t want to hurt the one he loved. Yet he had succeeded in doing just that.
"Duo you have to forgive me. I…I…"
"What?!"
Heero couldn’t sound the words out, yet he felt it. He felt it so bad it hurt. He loved Duo but he couldn’t say it. Duo turned around and noticed Heero’s internal struggle and the single tear that fell along his cheek. Duo bit his lip and approached Heero.
"Heero I love you. I care for you. I thought I was special to you and when you didn’t contact me I felt used," said Duo in a calm tone as he held Heero’s hands in his. Heero looked up with pleading eyes. He squeezed Duo’s hands and placed a tender kiss on Duo’s lips, in between the kiss his uttered in a silent whisper, "Ai shiteru koi."
Duo looked at him and couldn’t believe what he had heard. He touched his lips and looked at Heero.
"I was afraid to contact you. I was afraid to get close. I don’t want you to be taken away from me," whispered Heero as he held onto one of Duo’s hands. "I’m stupid for not thinking, for being pessimistic. I’m sorry if I hurt you. That’s the last thing I want to do. I know that nothing I do will make up for the pain that I’ve caused you, but you have to believe me I… I love you."