Crying To The Walls
part 4
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Wussup?”
The young girl smiled
and bowed her head shyly. “All right, I suppose. You’re a bit early.”
“Ne, couldn’t wait ta
see ya again.” Duo replied smoothly. “Being early is not a crime nowadays, is
it?”
*
* *
“You’re late.” Johnson
spat as he saw Heero climb into the car.
“Sorry...” The
Japanese youth answered, out of breath. “I couldn’t find Eric, so I had to give
the reports to Ervin. He said he’ll try to finish them by morning.”
“Whatever.” Johnson
snarled, rolling his eyes. “Just close the damn door and lets get out of here.
We’re already late.”
Heero nodded and did
as told, apologizing softly for his stupidity. It was a bad thing to keep
Johnson waiting.
Johnson started the
car and sped out of the Preventers parking lot.
“Where are we going?”
Heero asked, after a long drive in suffocating silence.
“An old place me and
my buddies used to hang out in. It’s nice, you’re going to love it.”
“Is it a club?”
“Sort of.”
“Oh.” Heero let out
quietly, turning back to face the window. He gazed out at the city lights
flashing and speeding before him, at the horizon, a tall tower, with a large
saucer on top, was guarding the city. Heero sighed and looked away, already
wishing that this night would be over. He wondered what Duo was doing.
*
* *
“Where did you take
me, Duo?” Hitomi asked looking in awe at the large building in front of her. It
wasn’t really a building, more like a huge and tall pillar, and on top of it
was a HUGE, spinning, saucer. The girl turned to look at her date, stunned.
“What is this?”
“A spinning restaurant.”
Duo answered simply, smiling, eyes sparkling with mischief. “Ain’t it cool?”
“You’re telling me
that we’re about to eat in a giant saucer that spins?” The girl asked, raising
an eyebrow.
“Yep. Well, we better,
cuz I had to blackmail the owner to give us a table.”
“Baka.” The girl spat,
amused. She sighed and turned to look up at the weird restaurant. “Oh well, if
you went through all that trouble...”
“Hey! C’mon! It’ll be
fun!” Duo cheered, grabbing her hand in his, pulling her towards the elevator.
“Don’t be such a stiff... I swear, you’re so uptight sometimes, Hii-chan...”
“Well, it’s just that
where I come from, restaurants are immobile.”
Duo rolled his eyes.
“Ch, everything on L1 is immobile...”
*
* *“Where are we?” Heero
asked, looking at the small building Johnson had parked by.
“The Black Flame. Home
of the best of drinks and the worst gamblers you’ll ever meet...”
Heero raised an
eyebrow. “And we are here because..?”
“Because that’s where
I said we were going.” Johnson answered sharply, slamming the car’s door shut.
He glared down at Heero, still standing by his open door, staring at the
building. “C’mon! They’re waiting for us!”
Heero sighed and
closed the car’s door. He took one last look at the shabby building. It was
located in a corner between two dark alleys, one crappy green and red neon sign
flickering, while various bugs danced around it.
Heero swallowed and
followed Johnson into the place.
*
* *
“Like?” Duo asked as
he escorted his date to their table.
Hitomi nodded, ducking
her head between her shoulders, her palms held in front of her in a conserved
and shy pose. She looked up and about the restaurant, watching all the wealthy
people around, all dressed in formal suits and beautiful dresses, that made her
own dress seem a little shabby.
Duo must have noticed
that, because he suddenly took Hitomi’s hand in his and kissed it softly.
“Don’t worry, you’re beautiful.” He whispered in her ear, smiling.
“You’re embarrassing
me.” The girl whispered back, blushing.
“Just tellin’ ya the
truth, Heerrrr---Hitomi!”
The girl smiled again.
“Thank you.”
They arrived to their
table, by the window. It was decorated with beautiful red roses and two white
candles. Duo went over to Hitmoi’s chair and pulled it back so she could sit.
He smiled at her. “Ladies first, ne?”
Again the girl blushed
and took her seat shyly. “Thank you.”
*
* *
Johnson threw himself
into his seat, glaring up at the boy standing next to him, looking around
nervously.
cla class=MsoBodyText dir=LTR style='line-height:12.0pt'>“Sit down.” He spat;
putting two arms on the back of the couch he was sitting on. It was located in
the far corner of the dark and smoky club, along with two more arms chairs and
a coffee table. Sitting in the other seats were four other men, all dressed in
ragged clothes, reeking of cheap liquor and cigarette smoke. Their faces were
unshaved and their eyes blood-shot.
Heero gawked at the
men who were supposed to be his company for the evening, feeling very
uncertain. He was never at a place like this, and he never hung around such
people. He had no idea how he was going to survive this night.
“Well?! Sit down
already! Geez! You look like a God damned flamingo!” Johnson called angrily.
“H-hai.” Heero hurried
to comply and sat down on the uncomfortable couch.
*
* *
“Would you like to
order, sir?”
Duo looked at his
date, looking for her confirmation, making sure that she is ready to order.
The girl put down her
menu, nodding her head.
Duo nodded as well,
and looked down at his menu one last time. “Well, um... I would like a...
cheese-burger?”
Hitomi raised an
eyebrow.
Duo forced a chuckle,
rubbing the back of his head. “Heh... heh... just kidding. I’ll take the 200 gr
entrecote steak.” He looked up at his date.
Hitomi shook her head
slightly, sighing. She then looked down at her menu. “Give me the lemon chicken
dish, please.”
Duo’s smile suddenly
disappeared. “Since when do you eat chicken?”
Hitomi raised an
eyebrow, looking at him in confusion. “What makes you say that?”
“Aren’t you
vegetarian?”
Hitomi slowly closed
her menu, frowning. “No. I never was.”
“Oh.” Duo let out
thoughtfully, rubbing his chin. “Ch! I wonder what made me think that...” He
forced a chuckl. “Ah well, must have dreamt it or something...” He turned back
to the waitress. “Just add some red wine to that order.”
The waitress only
smiled kindly and took their menus. “Right away, sir.”
*
* *
Hurry up, I ain’t got all night.” The trashy looking waitress spat while
chewing her gum, looking down at the gang with bored eyes.
“Give us another
bottle here, sugar!” One of the guys called, waving an empty bottle.
The girl rolled her
eyes and wrote it down. “Anything else?” She as loo looking down at the blond
man sitting on the largest sofa, looking through a menu. Next to him sat a
younger man, his body tense, his hands in his lap, and he is looking around
nervously.
“Sir!?” The girl
called, annoyed.
“Yeah, yeah, hold your
horses...” Johnson muttered, looking through the menu. “Ya sure yer hungry?!”
He spoke harshly, glaring up at Heero.
The Japanese boy
shrunk deeper within himself, ducking his head between his shoulders. “I
skipped lunch...” He whispered apologetically.10.0pt'>
Johnson sighed deeply
and turned back to the menu, scanning the few dishes the place offered. “You
like salads and stuff, right?” He asked, not even looking up.
“H-hai.” Heero
answered quietly, shying away from everyone’s gazes on him, including the
annoyed waitress.
“Fucking hell, these
damn weeds are too expensive ‘round here...” Johnson muttered, flipping the
page. He looked up at the waitress, slamming the menu shut. “Just give him a
large fries or something!”
“Yes, sir!” The young
woman snarled and snatched the menu away from him, sending a glare down at
Heero.
“Sorry...” The
Japanese boy whispered, bowing his head sorrowfully and squeezing his own hands
tight. He hated being such a bother to Johnson; it only made the man angrier
and ruder. All he wanted was a nice and quiet evening... like he used to have
with Duo...
*
* *
“And I’m like – Wow
man! It’s not like I didn’t warn ya or anything...”
“And what did he say?”
“Chk! He threw me out!
Can you believe that?! After all I did for the dude...”
“So he threw you out
of the building? Again? What was it, the THIRD time?” Hitomi asked,
amused.
“I know! And I was
getting fuc-- I’m sorry, I was getting desperate for a place, right? And that’s
when...”
“When Heero came
along.” The girl finished for him, taking another bite from her food.
“Yep!” Duo answered,
grinning. “Boy, he saved my as-- sorry, he saved me with that one.” The braided
man concluded, staring down at his own meal. It was mostly untouched, for he
had been doing most of the talking. Hitomi hardly ever spoke, but it was okay
with him. He was used to it, AND, in some weird way, it was comforting.
“Got anymore
interesting stories?” The girl asked, smiling at him. “You seem to be talking a
lot about that guy.”
blinking.
Hitomi nodded, wiping
her mouth with a napkin. “Hm hmm. I feel like I know him so well by now. I
really can’t wait to meet him.”
“Hey! That’ll be
great! We can double date or something!”
“Oh, he’s got a
girlfriend?”
“Well, not exactly...”n
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“Oh?”
“Well, remember I told
you I set him up with someone?”
“Yes...”
“Well, I didn’t
necessarily say it was a she.”
“Oh.” The girl let
out, blushing slightly.
“But he’s a very nice
guy!” Duo hurried to assure her. Suddenly, his smile faded. “Or so I heard...”
“Why? What’s wrong?
Isn’t he happy?”
“Well, with Heero it’s
sorta hard to tell...” Duo sighed, scratching his head. “But I guess he is,
otherwise, he wouldn’t stick around him. Heero’s not very trustful when it
comes to people. It takes him AGES to feel comfortable next to them... It took
me like TWO years to get close to him. So I guess he’s doing okay, considering
he’s spending so much time with that Johnson fella after knowing him for such a
short time.”“Well, maybe you
should talk to Heero about it.”
“Yeah, you’re right.”
Duo agreed and then sighed. “If I can get hold of him...”
*
* *
“Oh yeah?! Well little
Joe here can take all ya pussies with a spoon!!” One fat and unshaved man
shouted, taking a swig of his beer.“Little Joe can’t take
out the trash!” Another cigar mouthed man protested. “Right Johnson?” The two
turned to Johnson who was deep in his beer jug and spilled half of it on the
floor.
“Ask Shorty, he looks
sober...” Johnson spat while gulping his drink.
Now the two men turned
to Heero, who had been sitting quietly the whole time, hands on his lap and he
is unmoving. When he noticed the attention was turned to him, Heero swallowed
and lifted his bowed head a little.
“Well?!” The two
demanded.
“Um... I... I...“
Heero stammered, trying to avoid the question. He had NO idea what the drunken
men were talking about. All he really wanted was to get out of there. It was
already late and he had to be in Une’s office in the morning. He turned to
Johnson, who was still seated next to him, and leaned closer to whisper in his
ear.
“Are we going to leave
soon?” He asked quietly, eyeing the drunken men warily.
“Leave?! LEAVE?! We
just got here!”
“We’ve been sitting
here for three hours.” Heero reminded him carefully. “I really think we should
go.”
“Chk!” Johnson rolled
his eyes, slag hig his beer jug on the table. He then turned slowly to Heero,
smiling slyly. He put his arm around the boy’s slim waist and pulled him
closer, so that Heero’s head was pressed against his shoulder. “Relax, will
you?” He whispered into his hair, and Heero wrinkled his nose at the smell of
alcohol. “Just try and have a little fun for me? Eh?”
“I’m really sorry,
Johnson, but I have to go...”
“Shhhh... Not...”...”
The man whispered, caressing the boy’s flushed cheek. He ran his finger down
the boy’s face, tracing his lips and jaw line, and then trailing down to his
white neck. “Have a little drink, ehy? It’ll make things more interesting.” He
offered gently, and then placed a small kiss on the pouting lips. “What do you
say, blume? For me?”
Heero looked down at
the drink Johnson was now offering him, his face uncertain.
“C’mon. Be a good
boy.” Johnson pushed, shoving the jug into Heero’s hand.
Sighing, Heero brought
the glass up to his lips, his eyes hesitant.
“C’mon...” Johnson
spoke once again, and Heero emptied the jug quickly.
“That a boy!” Everyone
cheered and Heero just made a disgusted face, putting the glass aside.
But Johnson made sure
that there were many more to follow.
*
* *
“I had a good time
tonight.” Hitomi began shyly, bowing her head a little.
“Me too.” Duo
answered. They were standing in front of Hitomi’s door, after Duo had escorted
her home.
“You better get going,
you don’t want to be tired at work tomorrow.” The girl reminded him.
“Yeah, yer right. I
got this big meeting wine. ne. Ch! I hate these things... they’re so boring...”
The girl smiled kindly
at him. “Well, goodnight.” She said, preparing to unlock her door. But Duo
caught her hand and slowly turned her around. He then kissed her gently on the
lips.
“Night.” He said back,
after they parted.
Hitomi smiled,
blushing. “I’ll speak with you tomorrow.” She promised, opening her door.
“Yeah, cool. I’ll talk
ta Heero ‘bout that double date thing.”
Hitomi nodded.
na'>They kissed one last
time and then said their goodbyes.
*
* *
“Awww...” Heero moaned
miserably, turning his head from side to side. He felt so hot. And nauseous.
And dizzy. And sick. And tired. And crappy. And very much out of it. He felt as
if he was flying, or hovering in the air, whichever was true. He couldn’t move,
and didn’t even bother to open his eyes, because his world kept spinning.
He had never had so much
to drink in his life, even when he was out with Duo. He didn’t remember when he
had thrown up so much. Not even in the Epyon cockpit did he heave so much. He
just hoped that Johnson wouldn’t get mad because he ruined his new car seats...
Speaking of Johnson,
Heero wasn’t sure where the man had disappeared. He sort of lost it after
fainting in the car. And he was pretty sure that he was out of the car by now,
for he could feel a cool breeze of fresh air.
He could also hear
voices carried by that same breeze.
“Carry you like
this... can’t believe you got so drunk... my car... put it just last week...
God damn it... why are you so heavy..?”
Heero just chuckled at
the funny mumblings and let himself drift into sleep again, still feeling like
he was flying.
*
* *
Heero moaned as he
felt something soft and warm touch his forehead. He stirred a little, feeling
warm sheets rustle as he did, caressing his body. His eyes slowly fulttered
open, and he blinked, looking up at face hovering above him. He smiled a little
when he recodnized Johnson, who had just rose up from kissing his forehead.
“Hey." The man
greeted with all sll smile.
“Hey." Heero
answered quietly, closing his eyes. He felt so bad... He wondered where he was.
Must be Johnson's place. And Johnson's car! He puked all over it! Damn! The
German must be pissed!
“I’m sorry... I never
drank so much before...” Heero slurred, sounding half asleep.
“It’s okay...” Johnson
soothed, running his hands down Heero’s warm body. He kissed his neck gently,
sending a trail of kisses down his chest.
Heero moaned silently,
thrusting his head aside. He was hot as is it, but Johnson’s teasing were
making him even hotter.
“I’m sorry I ruined
your party...” He whispered, dazedly.
Johnson chuckled,
caressing Heero’s cheek. “Don’t worry about it, blume. It was nice to see you
loosen up a little.”
Heero smiled at him, a
sweet little smile, his eyes following Johnson’s fingers as they caressed his
lips tenderly.
Johnson smiledk atk at
the boy on the bed, petting his warm lips softly. He was surprised when he felt
Heero’s tongue sneak out and lick his finger shyly. His smile grew, and he
teased Heero’s bottom lip, nearly putting his finger in the boy’s warm mouth,
but not all the way.
Heero responded with
another, bolder, lick, sucking Johnson’s finger timidly. He smiled shyly,
looking up at the man towering above him, and raised his head up a little,
brining the whole digit into his mouth. He sucked on it gently, closing his
eyes and letting his body take control over his numb mind.
clasclass=MsoBodyText dir=LTR style='line-height:12.0pt'>Feeling the hot mouth
closed around his finger, Johnson’s lust for the boy grew by tenfold, and he
leaned down quickly, replacing the finger with his mouth and tongue. Heero
moaned into the mouth that was sucking and nibbling at his lips, his arms
coming up to embrace the man tightly. Johnson did the same, letting his fingers
roam all over thy’s y’s body. He began unbuttoning his shirt.
Breathless, they broke
the kiss, and Johnson kept looking down into those bottomless ocean blue eyes,
his fingers still working on Heero’s shirt.
“I never made love to
anyone but Duo before...” Heero whispered, panting. His cheeks were flushed
from their exercise and liquor, his lips red and swollen. He looked up at the
man who straddled his body and reached up a hand to touch his face. “He was the
only lover I ever had...”
“We can fix that.”
Johnson replied with a smirk, throwing Heero’s shirt aside. He then leaned down
to capture the boy’s lips again.
Heero moaned and
pressed his head deeper into the pillow, feg Jog Johnson’s rough hands roam
over his body. He closed his eyes in pleasure, and let Johnson’s hands continue
wandering.
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