Field Trip Of Secrets:
Monday:
So technically, Relena is
still not speaking to me as evident from the icy glare I received from her
earlier this morning. I am not sure if I should feel relieved or not, but
knowing that she’s my reluctant (and much needed) campaign manager for the
upcoming election; I’ll have to do the honorable thing and find the time to
apologize to her… again.
You might be wondering what
happened after the whole…incident…the other night and I’ll try to tell you as
best I can. Well, for starters, I had passed out only to wake up the next
morning in my apartment with Wufei and Trowa for company. My friends had spent
the night with me (Quatre had to return home or his father would have had him
for dinner) and I was at least grateful that they hadn’t trashed my humble
abode with junk food again. Anyway, in between them laughing their asses off at
me not being able to hold my liquor, they managed to tell me all about Duo
being the one to ‘rescue’ me.
And no my cheeks aren’t
burning with color as I remember how I had felt at hearing the news at the
time.
As I was saying, Duo had been
the one to catch me when I had passed out and according to Trowa; I had been
taken into Relena’s house for a while. Duo had remained by my side throughout
the confusion over whether to wait for me to be revived or if I ought to be
taken home. Again, it was through Duo’s insistence that Quatre did drive us
back to my place. Naturally, I had subtly asked them if Duo had followed them
here as the thought of the longhaired boy actually being in my house had sent a
wave of goose bumps dancing upon my skin. The very idea of Duo standing within
my small apartment – in fact, just being there
– was something I had spent nights dreaming about. It was just unfortunate that
I was knocked out at the time…
…and also unfortunate that
Duo had not come with them either.
I think I hid my
disappointment at hearing that bit of news. I mean I hadn’t really expected him
to show up now, had I?
But then again…is he avoiding
me for some reason? No. He can’t be. Whatever for? Was he regretting the way I
had behaved at the party? Was he having second thoughts about hanging around a
guy like me? But I couldn’t understand it. After the way we had danced that
night, the way his body had felt pressed so tightly against mine – his scent,
his taste…
(Dear god…I just had to think
of that now, didn’t I? I’m going to have to find a restroom now and quick!)
Unfortunately for me though,
there is only one restroom around this section of the school and it’s not one
that’s very…popular – unless you are a resident bully/thug or enjoyed smoking
or harassing freshmen. Yes, I once had a very memorable experience there and
I’d rather not share it with you, if you don’t mind. But desperate times call
for desperate measures and there is no way I’m walking into class – with my
nemesis sitting somewhere behind me – with an erection so painful that I can
barely walk.
And so praying fervently for
divine interference in the form of the famous restroom being empty, I push open
the door (with a wonderful graffiti of ‘Fuck Off’ written in black upon it) and
walk into a…
YES!
…a very safe and empty haven!
I have to make this quick as the last thing I need is someone walking in on me
to catch me jerking myself off.
The bathroom is pretty
unsightly what with all its colorful artwork ranging from basic graffiti to
posted pictures of naked women and in some cases naked boys. The very last
stall is where I head to and, of course, it’s the most decorated of all. I can
almost hear the cries of many a young freshman being forced to give blowjobs or
worse their virginities taken by some of the bullies of the school. I am lucky
to have escaped such a fate, but then again, that is the least of my worries at
the moment.
I slip into the stall and
lock the door securely behind me. With hands trembling, eyes closed, heart rate
quickening and my breathing very shallow and extremely loud in the quiet room,
I finally manage to tug my pants down a little and release my aching cock from
its prison. With a low moan of gratitude, I place my left hand upon the wall
before me – to steady my already quaking legs – and then wrap my right hand
gently – oh so gently – around my throbbing flesh. It twitches and swells
within my grasp in ardent response. I swallow tightly and rub my thumb across
its swollen tip, feeling the warm stickiness of my pre-cum happily coat my
wandering fingers. I shudder from head to toe, one name and image now a mantra
in my mind.
Duo…oh Duo…I wish you were in here with me right now…
The sight of that bare chest
with its hardened nipples staring at me on that night causes me to jerk a bit
as my hand begins to move a bit faster up and down my cock. I remember the
sensation of Duo’s warm but slightly callous hand upon it in the storage room,
the way those intense violet eyes had seemed to burn right through my soul, the
way his lips had tasted mine – how he tasted – so warm, so hot…so…
Heero…
Ah yeees….the way he had
called out my name when…
Oooh…Heeeero…just like that…uunh…
Aah…his voice. His beautiful, husky voice. It almost feels like he’s right here in the restroom with me! I can even smell that familiar cologne that he wears and hungrily I lift my head and inhale as much of it as possible.
Aaah…Duo…
Heero…
My hands are working so much
faster now. They are a blur as every nerve in my body thrums with an adrenaline
that’s quite intoxicating. I whimper helplessly as I hear him call out my name
again. Unable to stop myself, I have to now lean against the wall as I use my
now free left hand to explore the hidden area between my ass cheeks.
Duo…Duo!
I sincerely hope I’m not
crying his name out loud, but to be honest, I care little about who hears me.
Playing with myself had never been this intense before and as I hear him call
out my name in that lust-filled voice of his, I thrust two cum-slicked fingers
deep into me and nearly pass out with the sheer pleasure and yet pain it
causes. Duo had done this to me in that room. He had dared go where no one else
had gone before and I had let him!
“Hah…hah…”
I think I hear him panting
too. Oh yes! It’s just as good for you too, isn’t it, Duo? It’s his ass I’m
taking advantage of. It’s his cock I’m stroking to completion. It’s the final
sound of my name torn - so raw and strangled from his lips that has my entire
body arching off the wall and stiffening as I reach the highest peak of
pleasure. I am too overcome to really give a decipherable cry of release, but
from the thick spurts of my cum that hits the toilet seat and the wall on the
opposite side of me, I can only sag back limply and slide to the floor in
complete and utter exhaustion. I open
up my eyes and have to blink a few times to get some sort of orientation of my
surroundings.
Damn, but that had been
incredible! There’s simply no other way to describe it.
Withdrawing both hands from
their various positions, I try to get to my feet only to feel as if a bucket of
ice water has been doused on my body.
Someone…someone is
flushing the toilet in the stall right next to me!
I remain frozen in my
position unable to move as I listen to the sounds of a zipper being pulled up
and a belt buckle being fixed again. A few more movements of the person clearly
trying to regain some form of decency and then the door opens and steady
footsteps echo heavily upon the concrete floor.
I can’t breathe. I’ve
forgotten how to breathe. The person must have heard me…at least my panting
(I’m still hoping I hadn’t called Duo’s name out loud) and must have put two
and two together. Shit! Oh shit! I have to see who it is! Hopefully, it’s not
any one I know or I’d really have my hands full.
Just a little peek, that’s
all. It will be quick and then…
He’s washing his hands now
and humming something beneath his breath.
Oh god…I have to see…
And just as I muster up
enough courage to finally unlock the door to take a peek, all I end up managing
to catch a glimpse of, is a pair of pants…just like the ones I have on
(Well…yeah…it’s got to be a student in here after all, right?) and not much else.
My unwanted guest has already left and now I’m going to spend the rest of the
day worrying over my masturbation rituals.
I’m really going to have to
consider getting a vasectomy.
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Sometime later on that
day:
(In Biology Class)
“I hear we’re having a new
substitute teacher today,” Quatre says around a yawn as he continues to tap the
big glass jar, which contains a frog in some kind of amniotic fluid, with his
pen. He’s resting his head upon the table – a rather large table that sits
about six students. There are about ten of these tables in the room and each is
equipped with it’s own mini-lab station for each of us.
The five of us – Duo included
– and Dorothy make up my table and we’ve been sitting here for about ten
minutes past the beginning of class waiting for a teacher that doesn’t seem to
want to show up today. Which is fine with me by the way, I’m still a nervous
wreck from what happened in the restroom earlier.
And then there’s the fact
that Duo has been avoiding my glances all day. Geez, what is wrong with him? He
talks to the others and seems to skip me for some reason. Thankfully, the
others haven’t brought up the ‘secret spy’ thing up and I am beginning to
wonder if Duo already knows that I know that he has a secret to hide. Or could
it be that…!
No! No, it couldn’t be him.
I’m just being too paranoid.
I steal another glance at him
but he’s busy talking to Trowa about our last homework assignment and barely
notices me staring. I frown and try to read his body language, but he’s giving
nothing away. He’s laughing and talking normally so that means…he couldn’t have
been the one in the restroom with me then! If he had been the one, then I’m
sure Duo would have loved to have taken the opportunity to tease me to death.
“Grrr…stop doing that,
Quatre!”
“Doing what?” he looks at me
warily while still tapping the jar with his pen. The steady noise is driving me
nuts.
“That.” I point to the jar.
“Stop hitting it. What did it do to you?”
He snorts and yawns before
turning his head to face away from me. “Don’t get all huffy just because you’re
having a bad day. Goodness, try to relax a little.”
If I have thought of anything
to retort with, they are all dashed as the doors to the room open up and a
smartly dressed woman. She is in a red business suit, which reveals pretty long
and fine legs. She has small eyeglasses and it seems to highlight her neat
brunette locks, which have been done in a tight bun above her head. However,
with the firm slam of her books on the table, the students of Class 3-2 realize
that we are in for trouble.
Conversations had stopped
immediately she walked in and now everyone is sitting as still as death, not
daring to say a word as we watch her scribble her name upon the board in a
flourish.
‘Lady Une’
Lady? Is she a member of
royalty?
“Good morning, class.” Her
voice is brisk and slightly refined. I think I hear some foreign accent, but I
can’t place it at the moment. “Due to some unfortunate circumstances, your
previous Biology teacher will no longer be teaching you…until you graduate.”
She gives us a tight smile and I think I hear someone whimper in fear behind
me. “However, you have me to contend with. My name is Lady Une and I will be
your new teacher until you graduate Fujisaki High. I will say upfront that I do
not tolerate lazy students and I expect you all to give me your very best or
you might just go ahead and drop the class right now…yes, you have a question?”
I blink in surprise as
Dorothy had been the one to raise her hand. Oh hell…
“Miss Une…”
“Lady Une.”
“Yeah, whatever.” And now I
hear several winces and perhaps a groan. Dorothy’s going to get us all in
trouble if she doesn’t control her big mouth! “I was wondering if we’re still
going to go for our Field Trip. We were supposed to do that with Mister Kenichi
today and we were all looking forward to it.”
I watch Lady Une carefully,
noticing that her expression really gives nothing away. Man, but she’s cooler
than ice.
“And what is your name
again?” she finally asks a bit too calmly if you ask me.
“Dorothy Catalonia of Class
3-2. President of the Kendo Club and Vice President of the Heero and Duo Fan
Club. Over a hundred members strong and counting.”
Someone bury me six feet
under now. Please!
Several snickers accompany
this and my friends aren’t exactly helping matters much as they’re the ones
making the damning sounds. I wonder how Duo’s taking it and just as I turn to
glance at him again…
Ah ha! So he is avoiding me!
Because he did turn his face away just as quickly. Had he been staring at me?
Why? Did he know too much? Does he know that I have…
“Well, class,” Lady Une
interrupts with a smile that doesn’t quite reach her eyes. “Since I didn’t
really have a field trip planned for my first lecture with you but Miss
Catalonia was nice enough to remind us about it…why don’t you all walk outside
and wait for me in the school gardens, hmm?”
“Dorothy, you moron,” Quatre
hisses softly as we all begin to pack up our bags to get ready to leave. “Now,
she’s going to punish us.”
“What for?” the blond girl asks
with a light frown. “What did I do wrong?”
“She’s one of those women who
are control freaks,” Duo replies with a small nod as he shoulders his backpack
quickly. “You can tell from a mile away.”
“As long as I don’t have to
pick up anything slimy or gooey, I’m fine with being outside,” Wufei says with
a small yawn. “Let’s move people. I think she’s shooting daggers at us with her
eyes.”
Thankfully, it’s a beautiful
day outside – beautiful but HOT. We had all been wearing our lab coats earlier
but some of the students began to take them off, I included. Most of the boys
take off their regular school jackets as well and soon enough, many of us stand
in only our white dress shirts and with our ties hanging a bit loosely around
our necks to get some sort of air circulation.
“Please pair up into groups
of two,” Lady Une barks from corridor and with grumbles and groans we all begin
to seek for someone who will make us pass this first test with our new teacher.
I had hoped to get with Trowa at least, but for some reason, he and Wufei are
looking extra chummy right now. Dorothy’s with Quatre and I’m with…
“Lucky me,” comes the soft
drawl that has me blushing furiously in response. I try to glare at him but the
smile he throws in my direction has me faltering a bit.
And just why is he standing
too close to me? I can see the long expanse of his neck as he had loosened his
tie as well. I watch him run those long, lean fingers through his bangs and I
notice that they are slightly damp from the sweat that’s beginning to
accumulate on his skin. I follow, almost hypnotically, the trail of a single
sweat drop from his temple, down his cheek before it hangs off his jaw like a
teardrop. It falls into the hollow of his neck and I lick my lips slowly,
wondering what it would feel like to taste it…
“Your assignment…!”
That snaps me out of my
daydream and I am forced to watch Lady Une again. She’s still standing in the
corridor – in the shade – while we
continue stand outside under the boiling sun.
“…is to find me a nerium
oleander! I hear there is only one of its kind on the school grounds and I want
it or at least proof that you found it! The first team to bring it to me will
get a full grade for this field trip! Consider this at least thirty percent of
your overall average for the class…”
“But Miss…Lady Une,” a
student speaks a bit shrilly. “Aren’t Oleanders poisonous?!”
“We’ll all die!” Someone else
says and soon enough all the students begin to complain and say the same thing.
I eye my partner to see what he’s doing, but he seems to be looking somewhere
to his left. I know that area. There’s a small stream that runs beside the
school and I’m sure he must be thinking what I’m already thinking.
“You’ll only die if you do
not take necessary safety precautions!” Lady Une responds a bit impatiently.
“Unless you have a need to taste the plant, I do not see how and why it should
affect you! Of course you have your gloves with you, so you should naturally be
wearing them! You have half an hour left for my class, boys and girls. Now, I
suggest you start looking for the flower or you’ll all fail!”
She doesn’t need to say that
twice for the next thing I know, teams are already making their way towards the
obvious direction – the main school gardens. I notice Trowa and the others
making their way there as well and I open up my mouth to tell them that the
elusive flower might be in the other direction.
But a light tap on my
shoulder from Duo has me following him as we begin to make our way towards the
rather dense woods that surround the school grounds. I watch as he shoves his
hands into the pockets of his pants and begin to hum softly. I unconsciously
mimic his actions only to stop suddenly as the hum rings a very reluctant bell
in my head. I have heard that tune before. In fact, I think it’s safe to say
that I heard that very tune in the restroom this morning!
Oh fuck…it…it couldn’t be him!
“What’s up, Heero?” he asks
when he notices I’m no longer following but I can only stare at him in
mortification. He knows. He must have been the one in the next stall! So
that is why he has been avoiding my gaze all day!
“You…you…”
He raises a brow and cocks
his head to the side in confusion. His braid swings gently behind him and he
eyes me warily. “What is it, Heero? Have I grown an extra head?”
Okay, there really is no need
for me to panic. I mean, he hasn’t mentioned it yet, so why should I do the
same? We’ll both just pretend that nothing had happened. But then again, it
didn’t take away the fact that Duo had actually been jerking off himself! And
to me no less! Or had he? But my name had sounded so real and…and…
“You’re not going to pass out
on me now, are you?”
Aaah! When had he come this
close? I stagger backwards a little and shake my head quickly. “I’m…I’m fine.
Let’s just go…”
I brush past him and begin to
walk up the rather steep slope that leads to the lush foliage that I had only
visited once before. The guys had decided to go for a little adventure in our
second year and needless to say things had become a bit too exciting for us. We
had eventually gotten lost and had to be rescued by the school security guards
later that evening.
I leap onto the small plateau
and look back to see Duo’s progress. As expected, he’s moving carefully and yet
so effortlessly. It’s as if he had done this several times before. With a light
grunt, he leaps up as well to stand beside me. He’s breathing a bit faster and
I try not to imagine him breathing in such a way…in a completely different
scenario.
“We have to cross a small
stream,” I say quietly as I begin to take off my shoes but to my surprise, he’s
already doing the same thing. I frown and eye him warily. “You’ve been here
before,” I state matter-of-factly.
He grins and nods as he takes
off his socks to tuck them neatly into his brown loafers. He begins to roll up
his pants and I reluctantly do the same. “Yeah, I’ve been here… twice.”
Twice?? Damn it. Why am I suddenly jealous that he
had come here by himself…and had not gotten lost?
“I was just exploring and
figured I’d give this side of school a try. And that’s where I saw it.”
“The Oleander.”
“Yeah. A small bush…a couple
of them actually. Gorgeous things they are. Don’t worry, I’ll make sure we get
a good grade!” He winks and gives me the thumbs up sign before he straightens
up to stretch his arms. “Adventure time!” he cries out and then, for some
reason I’m not sure of, my big fat mouth suddenly opens up to say,
“I know why you’re trying to
find your records.”
He stiffens but doesn’t turn
around to look at me. I can feel a dryness begin to creep into my mouth and my
chest feels like its about to burst at the seams with an unexplainable pain. I
know he’s going to hate me for doing this, but I can keep it to myself no
longer.
“And how did you know?” he
finally says quietly – in a deadly calm that can be unnerving to a lesser
being. But I am going to brace myself for the worst.
“It doesn’t really matter how
I found out, does it? You really shouldn’t be in this school, should you, Duo
Maxwell?”
Stop now! A voice inside my head says. Stop this now before
it becomes too late! But that tiny sadistic part of me won’t let go of the
fact that I am about to create some sort of rift between us. I can’t stop now
if I want to. The damage has been done and it’s going to be up to fate to
decide just what is going to happen next.
But to my surprise, he laughs
instead and shrugs lightly. “Ah, so you know my secret now, don’t you? I knew I
couldn’t put it past the shrewd Heero Yuy.”
“You forged your test scores
to get accepted into this school,” I continue relentlessly. “With your ‘scores’
you managed to swindle money from various scholarship programs to suit your own
needs. You’ve transferred from one school to another – four actually – in the
last two years under different names and aliases. Correct?”
Prove me wrong, Duo! My mind screams over and over again. Make me
believe that was all some trick of light on my computer screen. Tell me it’s
just a joke – an elaborate prank that you just wanted to play on the
administration. Tell me it isn’t true!
For a long time, we just stand there – his back to me, the wind picking up a little to give us some much-needed fresh air. I watch as he lifts a hand to run them through his bangs again before he turns around to give me another smile albeit a small one. “Why don’t we go get you an ‘A’ and then we can talk about the sordid details later, hmm?”
I try to catch his gaze – to
read his thoughts perhaps – to see what he’s thinking now. But he gives nothing
away as usual as he turns away from me and begins to walk into the woods. In
only a matter of seconds, the trees swallow him within their cocoon and I am
left to ponder on just what I have done.
It doesn’t take us long to
find the flower although we did have to wade through the stream to reach the
other side of the bank. We don’t speak much except to give necessary tips on
how we were to pick one of the flowers without inhaling too much or allowing
the sap to touch our skins – gloves or no gloves. My mind is churning with a
million and one things to say to him, but I can’t get the words out. I really
don’t know what he thinks about me now because he still won’t give anything
away! He’s talking as if nothing had happened between us! It’s so damn
frustrating!
But he had promised to talk
to me after school today so hopefully, I’ll be able to get the truth from him
then. And yes, he’ll tell me that it was all just one big joke in the end.
No big deal, right?
We get some extra flowers for
Trowa, Wufei and Quatre and then make our way back to the garden with only five
minutes to spare. Duo and I slip the flowers into our friends’ hands and we all
manage to get a passing grade.
The rest of the day doesn’t
seem to go fast enough and I eagerly wait for Duo after school to talk to him,
but after waiting for almost an hour at the gates, someone finally tells me
that Duo had already gone home without me.
Ah well, there’s always
tomorrow, isn’t there? I’ll just give him the opportunity to talk to me then.
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Tuesday:
Duo’s seat looks cold and
empty. For the first time in weeks, he does not show up for classes…
~End Period Eight~