Timeless
Part 3
by Nazarri
They drove along silently for a moment. Then Heero just had to ask, pointing at the obnoxious thing Hilde had thrown at them. "What is that about?"
Duo looked down at the strap-on in his lap. "Um, well, it was a birthday present."
"For you?" he asked being rather confused.
"No, Heero." Duo snickered. "I gave it to Hilde for her birthday."
"Duo!" Heero nearly choked.
"Hey, she likes kinky things! What's a guy to do!" Duo defended himself.
"Try jewelry!" Heero suggested.
"I gave her a diamond necklace too! I waited until we were alone to give her this." Duo waved the dildo in Heero's direction.
Heero batted the thing away in disgust. "So she didn't like it?"
Duo sighed. "Apparently not. She kicked me out that night."
"Over that?"
"It was only the last straw." Duo whispered as he looked over at Heero with longing in his eyes. "She never really understood that you are my one and only. That no matter what she and I did in bed, it's nothing compared to what we shared. She tried every trick in the book to make me forget you."
"Women." Heero snorted.
Duo laughed out loud. "Oh man! Now you sound like Wufei!" His rich laughter continued until he lost his breath, gasping for air. Silence hung in the air. Duo's voice could hardly be heard. "Oh God, I miss them."
Heero pulled into the parking lot of Duo's apartment and turned off the engine. He turned his concerned eyes to the seat beside him.
Tears pooled in Duo's violet eyes as he stared out the passenger side window. "I want to die, Heero." He said softly.
"No."
"Why not?" Duo asked, his voice trembling with anguish. "There is nothing left for me. The guys are dead, I can't see my kids, and even you are not within my reach. You belong to Relena."
"I belong to you."
Duo slowly turned to meet those deep cobalt blue eyes that seemed to be trying to pierce his skull. "What did you say?"
"I belong to you. You belong to me. Forever."
Duo was left absolutely speechless.
Heero shrugged. "Get your gear. We're leaving."
This brought a grin to Duo's face. "Where are we going?"
"Our house."
"Our house?"
"Yes. Our house."
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