Slowly Fading 
Part 4
By: Elly-chan http://finalheaven.cjb.net/ 
orangefanta@earthlink.net

Duo woke up in his bed, Hirde was already up and about 
the room, unpacking their things and trying to make the 
place look more `homey'. He propped himself up on his 
elbows and looked over at her and smiled. "Good 
morning, love." 

Hirde smiled and turned around to see him at the sound 
of his voice, "Good morning." She walked over to him 
and set down on the side of the bed, leaned over and 
kissed him on the forehead.  "You slept long enough. I 
brought you breakfast." She pointed to the tray on their 
bedside table. "It's almost noon." 

Duo rubbed his head and blinked, "Noon, already? 
Wow."

Hirde nudged him, "Sleepy head."

He laughed, "I have a good reason to be though, don't 
I?" He smiled when he saw Hirde blush. The girl was 
awfully straight forward at some moments and shy in 
others. 

"I'm going to go out and do some things with Relena 
today, do you mind?" 

Duo shook his head. He was hoping he might have some 
time to talk to the other guys and catch up on a few 
things today anyway. It was rather hard to do all he 
wanted when Hirde was around. He just wanted to 
do.guy things. And he wanted to go clubbing, 
yes.clubbing. "I don't mind. I think I might drag one or 
two of the guys out tonight too, so if I'm not here when 
you get back, I'll see you later, okay?" 

Hirde looked at him questionably. "And what exactly do 
you plan on doing tonight?" 

Come on Maxwell.think of an excuse.you can't tell 
her you're going clubbing or she'll kick the living 
daylights out of you.think! "Might go out to dinner or 
something and just do things we weren't able to do 
during the war." He found her hand and squeezed it 
tightly in his, "We won't do anything bad sweetie."

"You promise?"

He nodded, "Hai! I promise!" He sighed in relief as she 
smiled and stood up and went to the door.

"Relena is waiting for me downstairs, I'll see you later 
tonight. Love you!" She waved and blew a kiss as she 
walked out the door, shutting it behind her. 

He swung his legs over the bed and mumbled, "Yeah, 
love you too."  He stood up, his hair a tangled mess, and 
proceeded to the bathroom to comb the knots out. He 
didn't bother closing the door, or locking the one to 
Wufei's room. There was no need, he was only combing 
his hair.

Time passed and he was eventually done, he pulled his 
hair back and began to braid it, and when he got to end 
he realized he had no earthly clue where he had put his 
rubber band. "Aw, crap. Where is it?" Duo fumbled 
around the bathroom, throwing things into the floor, 
slamming the cabinets shut, and cussing. 

He walked over to the door to Wufei's room and 
knocked, "Oi Wufei!" He got no answer, so he opened 
the door on his own to see Wufei asleep on top of his 
covers. Duo smiled, he looked so sweet when he was 
sleeping.he had a look that almost made 
him.beautiful. Woah woah, wait a minute. Beautiful? 
Snap out of it Maxwell, this is a man you're talking 
about, he's nothing but a member of the same sex that 
you would never in a million years think of him as cute, 
ugly, or normal. He was just.Wufei. Yeah, that's 
right.Just Wufei. And Wufei wasn't the sweet looking 
beautiful ex-Gundam Pilot sleeping on the bed either. 

"Wufei?" He stepped through the door and approached 
Wufei laying on the bed, "Wu-chan!"

Wufei slowly opened his eyes to see bright light, and 
groaned. "Duo, what do you want. I didn't get much 
sleep last night you know."

Duo blushed. "Gomen about that.I'll try to make her 
more quiet next time."

"Gag her." Wufei rolled over and looked at Duo, "What 
do you want?" 

Holding up the end of his braid, Duo nodded, "Just a 
rubber band." Just as he said it, he spotted one sitting on 
Wufei's bedside table. "This'll do!" He grabbed it and 
hopped back into the bathroom, ignoring Wufei's 
statements about how that was HIS rubber band. 

In the bathroom he finished off his braid and did the rest 
of the morning necessities, including getting dressed. All 
the while thinking of who he would take out tonight. 
Heero? No.he wouldn't be too much fun, he wasn't a 
nightlife type guy. Quatre? No, not him either. He was 
too.well.He was too something to fit in with the 
nightlife. Trowa? No, too quiet. Wufei? Hmm, he didn't 
know Wufei very well.perfect reason to take him out! 
He drinks, he's not too terribly shy, he seems like he'd 
be a fun one to take to a strip club.Boy, he'd be in hot 
water if Hirde found out though. Let's leave the strip 
club off, just incase. He bounced into Wufei's room, 
eventually convincing him that he really needed to see 
some of the nightlife Sank Kingdom had to offer. 


 "Ne, Wufei, Hurry!" Duo was pacing back and forth in 
his room, waiting for the other pilot to emerge from the 
bathroom. "I wanna get out of here before Hirde gets 
back!" 

The bathroom door opened and Wufei stepped out, he 
was wearing tight black vinyl pants and a tightly fitting 
dark blue shirt that barely had any sleeves at all. His hair 
was tied back like usual, and he had a dalmation print 
bondage collar around his neck. On each of his wrists he 
had more dalmation bondage garb. "Maxwell, I feel like 
an idiot."

Duo's chin dropped when he saw Wufei. Wow.that 
shirt. really brought out his muscles well. And those 
pants.well, Duo avoided thinking about that for certain 
reasons. Number one reason being that.he didn't swing 
that way. Never had and never will! Though.Wufei 
looked awfully nice. 

"What are you looking at?" Wufei ran his hand over his 
slick hair and then put it back down to his side, resting it 
in his pocket.

Duo gained composure, "Nothing!" He stopped to think 
for a bit. "You know Wufei, the chics will love you in 
that outfit."

"Hn. Women." Wufei headed toward the door, putting 
his hand on the doorknob, "Are you ready to leave? The 
sooner we leave, the sooner we get back, correct?"

"Ne, Wufei. I think you'll like the nightlife." Duo 
reached over on the bedside table and grabbed his wallet, 
putting it in his back pants pocket, and walked out the 
door behind Wufei. 


The lights were blinding, and the music was deafening, 
and everyone was drunk or high on some kind of drug. 
This was not the type place Wufei enjoyed being in. He 
remained stoic and took a seat at the corner of the bar, 
trying to avoid being seen by anyone. He declined all of 
Duo's invitations to go out on the dance floor, after all, 
he couldn't dance, and he knew he wouldn't be dancing 
with Duo. 

"Wu-chan!! Please!" Duo whined in his ear, well.. 
whined in a screaming way in his ear.. Since he couldn't 
hear a thing because of the music. "It'll be fun, I 
promise!" Duo took a sip of whatever sort of alcohol he 
had ordered.he'd been taking one too many sips, 
Wufei could smell it on his breath. 

"Don't call me Wu-chan. And no." He kept leaned back 
against the wall, and sipped his glass of gin and 
tonic.the only glass he's had of gin and tonic tonight, 
mind you. 

"Why not, Wu-chan?" Duo stumbled a little and fell 
against Wufei, but quickly found his balance again.

"Because I can't dance. And there's no one I want to 
dance with. 

Duo twirled around and threw his arms out, spelling the 
majority of the strange alcoholic beverage he held in his 
hand, "Not ev'n me Wu-chan? Aww, `m hurt!"

"Hn. Duo, you're drunk Duo." Wufei turned his nose up 
at the smell of Duo's breath. 

The drunk boy threw his arms rather sloppily around 
Wufei, causing Wufei's gin and tonic to spill all over the 
both of them, "Am not! `m perfectly sobr'."

Wufei sat his glass down on the bar and took Duo's 
glass from his hand and placed it next to his, then 
grabbing Duo's arm, he swung it around his shoulder 
and helped Duo stand. "Come on, we're going home."

"Oki Wu-chan. I'm missin' Hirde anyway."

Wufei wondered if Duo was sober enough to know that 
Hirde would be extremely mad at him, since he was 
going to be arriving completely wasted and with. oh 
gods, was that lipstick on his cheeks? Yeah, she might 
be a little mad. 

Outside of the club it was pouring the rain, and lucky for 
them, there was no covering, so they got to get soaking 
wet. Wufei was having a difficult time hailing a cab and 
keeping Duo from wandering off at the same time. By 
the time the cab was gotten, Duo's shirt was soaked 
through and sticking to his muscles and his hair was 
matted down in his eyes. Wufei dragged him into the 
cab, and Duo layed down with his head in Wufei's lap. 

Wufei looked down at the soaked boy, `Gods. why 
does he have to look so damned good soaking wet?' 

Duo giggled, "Wu-chan, you're wet." 

Wufei nodded and held Duo still, no need to distract the 
driver.or bring attention back here, how 
embarrassing. "Hai, so are you." 

"Ne, Wu-chan. I'm sleepy." Duo closed his eyes and 
stopped his squirming to relax his body.

"You better not go to sleep yet, you're too heavy to carry 
in." Plus, Wufei didn't want to be with him when 
Hirde saw him.maybe he could just drop Duo off at the 
door and knock and run. that might work. Or leave him 
in the bathroom, that might work too. But no, Wufei was 
looking forward to the nice long hot shower he was 
going to take tonight. Free of the other couples hideous 
sex noises.  

When they arrived at the mansion, Duo was still half-
awake, but still had to be dragged out of the cab. Wufei 
paid the cab driver, and helped Duo stumble to the front 
door. He was reaching to turn the doorknob when the 
door flew open and on the other side was a 
rather.furious Hirde. 

"Duo!" She grabbed him away from Wufei and he 
stumbled inside, Wufei following after them and closing 
the door. 

"What the hell were you thinking? Do you have any clue 
what time it is?" Hirde had her hands on her hips, 
looking like the clich‚ angry wife. 

Duo giggled and muttered, "I'm home sweetie! What's 
so bad about that." He fell backwards, but luckily the 
wall was there to catch him. 

Hirde walked closer to him, "I can smell the liquor on 
your breath." She eyed the lipstick marks on his cheeks 
and neck and brought her hand back and slapped him 
hard. "Just what in the hell have you been doing? No. I 
don't even want to know." 

Wufei, taking this as a good cue to leave, did just 
that.left. He walked up to his room, feeling a tad bit 
sorry for Maxwell, but hey.the guy deserved it for 
lying to her in the first place. 

Standing next to his bed he slid his soaking wet shirt 
over his head, and pulled the rubber band out of his hair, 
letting the wet hair fall into his eyes. He looked up at the 
sound of a knock on the door, and a thump. 

Great.Hirde, if you've come to bitch at me. you get 
to experience the wonderful sensation of me slamming 
the door into your face. He opened the door quickly to 
have the one and only Duo Maxwell fall on him and 
push him back down on the floor. "Gah, Duo, what the 
hell are you doing here?" 

Duo slurred his words, half asleep, "Hirde kicked me out 
of our room, can I room with you tonight buddy?" The 
braided pilot layed still on top of the chinese boy and 
continued muttering something about stupid women. 
starting to sound like Wufei, actually. 

Wufei squirmed out from under him and drug him to the 
bed. "Duo, if you have any sober bone left in your body, 
help me rid you of these wet clothes." As he said it, Duo 
fell back on the bed, out cold. Wufei grumbled and 
proceeded to remove the other boy's shirt, unbuttoning it 
down the front to reveal slick well toned muscles. Wufei 
gulped. "Oh gods."

He shook his head, tempted to close his eyes, but it 
would be rather hard to undress someone when you were 
blind.of course it was equally disturbing to undress 
someone that you found yourself extremely attracted to. 
Especially when you knew you shouldn't find yourself 
attracted to him. Did that make sense? He hoped so.. 
Wufei began to unbutton the other boys pants.silently 
saying to himself, "Please be wearing boxers, please be 
wearing boxers." Well, to Wufei's relief, the boy was 
wearing boxers.but they were dark blue, the colour of 
Wufei's shirt that he had discarded earlier, and the wet 
silk clung to every shape in his skin, showing off the fact 
that the old pilot of Shinigami was actually rather well 
endowed. Wufei started breathing heavier at the site of 
the near naked, soaking wet, pilot. He was standing there 
with only his jewelry and tight vinyl pants on, which 
were restricting his comfort for he was getting rather 
hard standing there watching the boy. He brought his 
hand to his chest and slightly teased one of his nipples, 
pinching it, then sliding his hand down across his 
stomach to rub the bulge in his pants. Wufei moaned 
softly at the feeling, but then common sense caught up 
with him.he figured there was a chance Mr. Shinigami 
could wake up, and he didn't fancy the idea of being 
caught turned on at the site of Duo's body. Well, he did 
fancy being caught, but only in his imagination where 
the braided pilot actually helped Wufei out with the 
matter. 

Wufei walked over to the closet to grab a towel, his 
pants rubbing against him with every step, making him 
just want to stop right there and take care of it. But, he 
was a Gundam Pilot, if he could save the universe, he 
sure as hell could stand the sexual tension as he walked 
across a damned room. It was funny how the latter 
seemed so much more difficult though. 

Wufei entered the bathroom door and locked it behind 
him, making sure to lock the door to Hirde's room also. 
He walked over to the shower and turned the water on 
hot, and as he waited for it to warm up he turned and 
looked at himself in the mirror. His hair was plastered to 
his face, an unusual site for those who had never seen 
him with his hair down. The various dalmation print 
bondage collars and bands that he wore brought out the 
dark colour of his skin, making his appearance slightly 
seductive. 

His imagination got the best of him as he pictured Duo 
sliding in behind him and wrapping his arms around his 
waist, moving his hand up to tease Wufei's nipple while 
leaning over and breathing hard into the other boys ear, 
nibbling slightly. 

Wufei brought his hands down to unbutton his pants, 
catching his breath as he felt the cold rings on his 
bracelet brush against his sex as it came free of the tight 
vinyl material. Wufei sighed and carefully slipped his 
boxers off, kicking both materials into the corner.  After 
he removed his collar and bands and placed them next to 
the sink, he stepped into the shower, the hot water 
scalding his back, but he quickly got used to it. His hand 
moved down to wrap itself around his erection, and 
started moving against it slowly, the other hand pinching 
and teasing his nipples. 

He turned so that the water was beating on his stomach, 
and carefully sat down on the shower floor, letting the 
water run over him. His hand gripped his erection tighter 
and began to stroke faster. Eyeing some lotion out of the 
corner of his eye, he brought the free hand over to it and 
dipped one finger in it, then brought it over to softly rub 
the tight opening of his anus, then slipped the finger in 
gently and moaned in the process. His other hand 
continued stroking his erection, bringing the top of his 
hand to slide over the tip of it and then rather forcefully 
down in each stroke. 

He began to move the one finger in and out of him at a 
faster pace, matching the strokes of his other hand. He 
pushed his erection into his hand and moved his finger 
deeper inside him, then slid another finger inside him, 
pressing in. This act caused him to throw his head back 
as he felt his cock twitch in his hand and he stroked and 
pushed his fingers in deeper. Thoughts of Duo sitting 
there beside him, doing all the work for him and his long 
brown hair, darkened to black with the water, plastered 
over both of them, filled his mind as he climaxed and 
moaned Duo's name. He rested his head to the side, 
stroking himself a few more times softly and then 
relaxing. Closing his eyes he continued his forbidden 
daydreams about the certain longhaired pilot.