When their eyes met,
They knew that they’d
found each other again.
Across lifetimes, so many
times, their love growing
And ever unfolding.
A beautiful lotus adrift
on the oceans of time
Landing on foreign shores,
but to a familiar face
A remembered touch
An unforgotten glance.
-2oo2 (
Two:
She gave a soft and almost wistful sigh as she gently
closed the small book of poems in her hands. The late evening wind sent a
shiver down her bare legs and arms as she lay back on the chaise lounger in
relaxation. She was dressed in a simple flower print sundress that highlighted
the light tan on her flawless features. The rather large sunglasses covered
sharp blue eyes, as full and pouty warm lips parted to reveal a full set of
sparkling bright teeth.
The approaching voices had
her sitting up quickly, a ready smile on her lips as she awaited her betrothed
with anticipation. It didn’t take long for the owners to make an appearance as
three dashing young men, each dressed in tennis whites and holding onto
rackets, walked up the patio stairs and towards her with smiles of recognition
– at least two of them - on their features.
“Miss. Relena,” came the warm
greeting from the flaxen haired boy as he walked up to her first. Raising her
hand and placing a soft kiss on it, he grinned and gave a courteous bow. “What
a pleasant surprise. We were not told that you were coming this evening.”
The girl looked a bit
confused, but she hid it well behind another well-placed smile. “I find that
hard to believe, Quatre Winner. You know that mother and father always have
dinner with the Yuys on Fridays.” She got to her feet as the other two came
closer. Turning to face the tall one with chestnut colored locks that had the
tendency to fall over an eye, she gave a light courtesy.
“Mr. Barton.”
“
“Heero...” she began softly,
before resigning to giving a courtesy as well, as she noticed the blank look in
his beautiful eyes. “Did you not tell your friends that I would be attending
the festivities tonight?”
The boy’s eyes narrowed as if
in thought, before well-manicured hands reached for a glass of iced-tea that
had been placed beside him by a servant. Taking a sip, he shook his head
lightly and leaned forward to place a soft kiss on her cheek.
“I did not think it was
necessary at the time...”
Quatre laughed heartily,
ignoring the icy glare that was thrown his way by Heero. “He lost rather badly
in our tennis match today. He still cannot believe that he allowed someone like
Trowa to beat him.”
“Oh, dear. But...but Heero
has never lost a match before,” Relena replied in growing bewilderment.
“There must have been something on his mind...”
Trowa nodded as he sunk his
hands into the pockets of his shorts. “You might have a point there, Miss.
Relena. You do know that the entrance exams for entering the University are
coming up soon.”
Heero was beginning to get
upset at the way the conversation seemed to swirl around him and he made that
quite clear by placing his glass on the table a bit too loudly. “If you will
excuse me, I have to go back to my quarters to get ready for dinner.” And
without waiting for their nods of approval, he spun on his heels and made his
way into the house.
Trowa, Quatre and Relena
watched the boy with looks that ranged from wariness to concern. The young heir
to the Yuy fortune had been their friend from the day they could think for
themselves. The three families had an easy and smooth rapport that ranged from
business deals to lifelong friendships. And now that both Relena and Heero had
come of age, the talk of marriage had been inevitable. Needless to say, the
Peacecrafts and Yuy families had planned this arrangement the moment the two
heirs had been born.
“I worry about him,” Relena
finally muttered softly as she sank back onto the lounge chair. “He hasn’t
spoken much to me lately.”
Trowa and Quatre exchanged a
glance, refusing to mention that the boy rarely spoke to anyone let
alone the girl he was supposed to marry. Heero was a brilliant and articulate
young man, but no one knew just how much, for he hardly gave much of an input
in any conversations that they have had over the years. He was a fierce
competitor and a ruthless thinker when it came to important issues, but he
wasn’t the kind of person who made it a point of duty to go out to look for
friends. His parents weren’t that anti-social, if anything; his mother always
threw parties and balls in the hopes that her son would be able to expand his
circle of friends. All to no avail.
And now, with this new
problem arising, there was no doubt that Heero’s attitude lately had been less
than agreeable. His grades had gradually begun to slip and no one understood
the reason for it. After years of being a straight ‘A’ student, being on the
principal’s Honor Roll, and making the national Who’s Who list…all of a sudden,
he had begun to get Bs or – the one that had sent his parent’s into panic – a C
in a subject that he usually excelled at…MATH! With entrance exams rapidly
approaching, Odin and Hikari Yuy had sent for the finest tutors in the country
to help in making their son return back to normal again. He might have
had a good name, but no prestigious school was going to welcome a student with
less than perfect scores.
For almost a year, private
tutors came and went, each citing that they could see nothing really wrong with
Heero as the boy had cooperated and passed each and every test that was given
to him. So, why weren’t his grades improving in school? Counselors and
psychiatrists had suggested that he be taken away from the city for some rest
and relaxation and of course, he had been sent to their beautiful private
island for a month of bliss…or not.
Heero had returned even worse
than before and his attitude towards things hadn’t helped make matters any
better. He was easily angered and found fault in every thing that was done for
him. He would appear late for family meals and would sometimes ignore his
parents orders or requests all together. In fact, being in the presence of
anyone older than he, had the tendency to bring out the ugliness in the young
boy. In weary resignation, his parents had decided to let him be for now.
Although, they sincerely hoped that the presence of Trowa, Quatre and Relena
would help to calm the raging storm in his heart.
The girl rose to her feet and
sighed softly, before curtseying politely to the boys. “I will go and get
myself ready for dinner now. Please excuse me.”
She gave them a wan smile and
made her way into the house, leaving Trowa and Quatre to remain outside each
lost in their own thoughts.
Only they knew the real reason for Heero’s change.
The young heir had made an
earth-shattering discovery about himself.
The young man’s body was
sleek with sweat as he writhed and groaned beneath the older man. His graceful
neck was arched as eyes squeezed shut at the immense pleasure he was receiving.
His cries grew louder as the thick organ pumped in and out of his tight heat
with punishing strokes. He was about to come and all he needed was for the boy
watching to touch his aching and stiff flesh.
“Touch me…” he begged with
a husky whisper and a look of pure lust in his gaze. “Touch me…please…I want
you so bad…”
And so he did. His fingers
wrapped around the thick phallus and stroked gently, body heaving with unspoken
desire as he licked his lips and leaned closer to seize those full, swollen
lips in a bruising kiss. Oh, god…this was heaven…it had to be. Nothing had ever
felt this good before…
“Master Heero?”
Just a little bit more.
Tug it a little bit harder.
“Heero?!”
Oh, yes baby! I am
coming!!
“Master Heero?! Is everything
alright in there?!”
Shit!!
He opened up his eyes and
blinked at the door in front of him blankly for several minutes, before staring
at the sticky evidence on his fingers. Damn it! Covering the blankets over his
naked body quickly, he coughed and tried to steady his rapidly beating heart.
“Co…come in.”
The door creaked open gently
and the kind face of his personal maid, Yuzuki, peeked through. “I am really
sorry to disturb you, Master Heero, but it is time for the family dinner and I
was sent to call you.”
Heero glanced at the clock
with a grimace. He had completely forgotten about dinner this evening. Nodding
softly, he tried to smile at the concerned looking woman before him. “I will be
down soon. I just need to get myself ready.”
“Is everything alright, sir?
You look a bit flushed and I couldn’t help hearing some moans of pain from
outside. Perhaps I should serve dinner to you upstairs, sir?”
Heero was just about ready to
say ‘yes’ when he remembered his mother’s passionate plea for him to make an
appearance tonight. The Peacecrafts would be joining them.
“I…I will come down,” he
muttered with a heavy sigh of resignation. “Please send my apologies to them
for waiting.”
“Yes, sir.”
As soon as the door was
closed, the young heir fell back amongst silken pillows and stared blindly at
the ceiling with a low groan. Almost unconsciously, his fingers wrapped
themselves around his stiffening flesh, his breath coming out in a sharp gasp
as the image of the boy of his fantasies sprang back to mind again. He couldn’t
understand why it had to be this one. He could have had a million other faces
to choose from, but yet…it was this image of a boy with really long hair and
piercing amethyst depths that seemed to haunt him all the time. Who was he?
Heero couldn’t remember seeing any such boy in a magazine or at an event
before. He just…was.
“A fantasy. He is just a
fantasy…and I am allowed to have them, am I not?”
He quickly worked himself to
yet another orgasm and collapsing back onto the sheets with exhaustion; he
curled himself into a fetal position and tried to get his muddled mind to think
coherently.
He was frustrated and not
just at the way his parents had decided that he was crazy and needed
professional help. It wasn’t just because of the number of old grizzlies that
had been brought by to teach him things he could reel off at the top of his
head. It just wasn’t because he was due to marry a girl that he had absolutely
no interest in – at least romantically. No, he was frustrated because he was
something that was not acceptable to his parents and their social circle. Groaning,
he buried his face within the pillows and fought the urge to break down in
tears…again. He could still remember the first day the knowledge had hit him.
It had all started during his
sophomore years in high school – that fateful day after gym class. He had been
changing out of his sweat-soaked jersey, when the sight of a naked boy walking
by had caused his already hardened member to ache even more painfully against
his constricting shorts. He had tried to ignore it and pretend like nothing had
happened, but as more and more boys began to make their way into the showers,
Heero had to run into an empty shower stall to work off his frustrations. It
wasn’t the first time he had masturbated before, but it had been the first time
it had been that intense and knowing that the boys in his class had been the
reason for it, made him feel ashamed and depressed.
For a while, he had tried to
go back to looking at his mother’s Victoria’s Secret magazines, hoping that the
sight of the scantily-clad women would make him feel that familiar jolt of
electricity down his spine, but as he had already begun to find out, it wasn’t
the women who brought the excitement…it was the pictures of the men that had begun to take over that
sensation. To test his theory, he set two magazines in front of him, one with a
man and the other with a woman on the cover. After several tests, he had ripped
them into shreds and sobbed his heart out in anger, fear and confusion. There
was no getting around it. Members of his sex turned him on and now he would be
a social reject for the rest of his life. He would be the scorn and shame of
his family. No one would ever want to be seen with a boy like him.
Naturally, his grades had
begun to suffer – his concentration lacking in school as he struggled hard not
to show his new preferences. However, if it weren’t for his two good friends,
Quatre and Trowa, he wasn’t sure he would have been able to make it through the
school year with his mind still intact. Both boys were heirs to fortunes in
their own rights, and both were seen as model members of society. So, it had
come as a total and complete shock to Heero, the day both boys had sat him down
and told him that they were actually…a couple. They had to hide such
knowledge from their families and friends, but it didn’t stop them from being
together at every chance they got.
Heero had been stunned and
surprised – well, not all that surprised, for he had always thought that the
two boys were a bit too close for his liking to begin with. And so with his
friends as coaches of sorts, they had tried to make the discovery process a
little bit easier for Heero to adjust to.
He had lost his virginity one
summer night in an island off
With a small sigh, he got off
the bed and began to get ready for another night of charades and pretense. He
knew he was being a coward for not having the courage to tell his parents the
way he felt, but he would have rather died than see the pain on his mother’s
face. He loved that woman too much to do that to her.
But as he stood in front of
the mirror in his elegant bathroom, he couldn’t help placing a hand on his now
pounding chest. He suddenly felt that something monumental was about to happen
to him….really soon.
Duo had to close his eyes for
several minutes to compose himself or he was sure he was going to pass out from
the sheer splendor before him. Gripping the steering wheel like a lifeline, he
rested his forehead against the cool leather, suddenly grateful that Wufei had
lent him his four-runner for the trip to the Yuy mansion.
A light cough followed by a
curt ‘Are you alright, sir?’ had him jerking upright with a blush of guilt and
embarrassment on his handsome features. He stared at the middle-aged man
dressed in a simple black suit and a bow tie, patiently holding out the door
for him to step out and realizing that he was being waited upon; Duo blushed
even darker and stepped out of the car with a sheepish grin.
“Than…thanks, bud…I mean,
thank you, sir,” he gushed out weakly, but all he got for his efforts was a
light nod.
“Please follow me. Mr. Yuy
will see you in the study after dinner.”
Duo nodded like a fish and
followed the butler, eyes darting everywhere to admire his new surroundings
with curiosity. It was now early evening and the lights had begun to brighten
up the large house with its surrounding lush gardens. The drive up to the house
itself had been an adventure for the man who had been born and raised in the
city. He had only heard about the Yuy family from tabloids and news gossip here
and there, but had never actually taken the time to really delve into the
family. They weren’t those aloof kinds of people, he had learnt through his
quick study. Odin and Hikari Yuy were regarded as royalty in society. They were
very charitable and held a lot of events aimed at raising money for those in
need. But the funny thing was that no paper or news broadcast had ever spoken
of a…son. Had the family made a deal with the press never to mention the
boy in public? No one really had a clue as to what the young heir looked like.
Hmmm…if they are that
desperate to have a tutor, then he must be some spoiled rotten tyke with an attitude like hell, Duo concluded
with a firm nod of conviction. He had heard a lot of stories about rich kids
like that and with his resume, he was seriously beginning to doubt that he
would be accepted for the position. However, as Wufei had said…there was no
harm in trying. Even if he got rejected, at least he would have a chance to see
what being rich was all about.
“This way, sir.”
He stepped into the
breathtaking lobby and gasped in awe at the beauty of its furnishings. Never
would he have imagined he would be standing in such a place. Everything seemed
to glow and sparkle with an extra shine. Expensive paintings graced the walls
and a large curved stairway which resembled those seen in the movies, cascaded
down in rich colors of red and gold. Another cough had him flushing and moving
after the butler, who had already begun to make his way towards what seemed to
be the living room.
“Please wait here. I will see
if Mr. Yuy has finished.”
“Ah…uh…okay…”
Nice going, Duo. You can’t even make a simple coherent
sentence! Nice impression you are giving to him!
He didn’t know whether to
stand or sit, but he had a feeling that he wouldn’t have been able to sit for
long anyway. He strolled around the large room eyeing all the antiques and
pictures, not allowing his fingers to touch anything for fear he might break something.
God knows he didn’t want to get sued over something like that. He noticed the
black Steinway piano at the corner of the room and walking over to it, he gaped
at its pristine beauty. Even though it had been used, it still looked elegant
and grand. Duo wasn’t an expert at playing, but he could hold his own well
against others. His peripheral vision caught several photographs that lay on a
small side table. Leaning closer, he noticed the pictures of the owners of the
household, either alone or with close friends or celebrities. There was no
picture of any one that looked like he might have been a son to them. Shaking
his head in bewilderment, he was jerked out of his reverie by the familiar
voice of the butler.
“Mr. Yuy insists that you
join him for dinner, sir.”
Duo blinked and asked dumbly.
“Din…dinner?”
“Yes, sir. Would you follow
me this way please?”
Swallowing tightly, Duo stole
a quick glance at a hallway mirror, noticing that the dark blue suit he had
pouched off Wufei looked rather good on him. His hair was still in its
trademark braid much to the Chinese boy’s chagrin, but Duo had refused to have
it cut. Patting himself down rapidly, he took a deep breath as he heard the
sounds of laughter and conversation float towards him. For a second, he felt as
if they were having a party in there and the cold claws of fear and uncertainty
gripped his heart.
What in God’s name was he
doing here? He didn’t belong here! He was just an unemployed high-school
teacher with no real credentials to his name and here he was hoping to get a
job as the tutor to the son of one of the richest men in the world? Was he insane?!
And as he stepped into the
cozy but brightly lit dining room, he knew without a doubt, as all eyes turned
to face him with curiosity, that he was suddenly way out of his league.