Kracken
Disclaimer:I don't own them and I don't make any money off of this.
Warning:Male/male sex, graphic, torture, attempted NCS, language, violence.
Burning Candles
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"Morning. What's up?"
Heero didn't look aside from his computer as Duo Maxwell slid into a chair by his desk, long braid snaking down and swinging as he sighed and stretched out his long legs.
"Evidence car stolen, North side," Heero told him. "No suspects."
"Witnesses?"
"One, a night guard.."
"Reliable?."
"Unknown."
A woman walked by and deposited two steaming cups into Duo's hands. He gave the tea to Heero and kept the coffee himself.
"You're an angel," he told her, sighed, and sipped gingerly.
"Suggestions?" Heero asked, ignoring the interruption..
"I'll check out the lot, ask the attendants some questions. You check out the whereabouts of anyone connected to the case the car was being held for," Duo told Heero and then stood up again. "Info." He held out a hand and Heero deposited a chip onto his palm. Duo grunted, pocketed it, and walked off.
"How the mighty have fallen," an agent said at another desk, "Car thefts? Do you think those two will die of boredom?"
"I would," another agent grunted, "but that's what you get for breaking the rules. Theft and missing persons, the two lamest departments in the force."
Ignoring them, Heero worked on his part of the case during the morning and then returned to his desk at noon. He found his lunch waiting there for him in styrofoam containers; rice with pork and tea without any sugar. Duo was there as well, sprawled in a chair and eating a sub sandwich and a soda, his report chip waiting next to Heero's computer. They ate in silence, Heero going over Duo's interviews with the attendants.
"Any new leads?" Heero asked.
"Boyfriend of the female defendant," Duo replied after a long drink of soda."Possible theft to get the case thrown out."
"Alibi?"
"Night club. No witnesses. I'll check some chop shops in the area and some alleyways for the car. "
"Check in at six."
"Will do. Later."
Duo chucked empty wrappers into the trash and walked away.
"I heard how bad he was hurt in the last mission," a female agent said sympathetically. "Three weeks of reconstructive surgery and hospitalization."
"He is limping. No wonder Une put them on the easy jobs," another replied.
"No, that's not what I heard," the first said and lowered her voice, "They both ASKED for the easy jobs."
"Asked for them? Who does that?" the second agent demanded incredulously.
"THEY do," the first replied.
Heero grunted and tried to tune them out as he did his research.
At five thirty, Duo appeared wearing his coat and carrying Heero's coat slung over one arm. He tossed it, Heero caught it deftly, and then put it on. Together, they left Preventer headquarters and stood outside on the sidewalk, traffic zipping by.
Heero reached out, snagged a loop of Duo's pants, and pulled him against him. Duo grinned and they kissed long and deep.
"Good day?" Duo asked when he was allowed to reclaim his lips.
"Yes. You?" Heero replied
Duo looked relaxed and happy. "Perfect," he said. "Becoming street detectives was the best decision we ever made."
Heero smirked. "The best?"
Duo hooked an arm around Heero's waist and walked with him towards their apartment. "No, not the best. Getting together with you was the best," he corrected. He looked sideways at Heero, his purple eyes glinting. "During that time when Revenant was cutting pieces off of me, I really thought that I had messed up by never telling you how I really felt about you. I thought, even if you did feel the same way, that you'd never want the things that I do, well aside from a tightly scheduled day job hunting down stray cats. " He chuckled and then went serious. "But you do want what I want. You do want to help me with the kids and make a difference outside of blowing things up and giving our all half a world away."
"I do, " Heero told him. "I'm tired of killing, of bleeding, of seeing the people that I care about suffer. I want... to live quietly, but still make a difference, to know that, at the end of the day, you will be there and we will live quietly together. I want to stop burning our candles and live our lives in peace."
Duo hugged him tightly in appeciation and then said impishly, "We have about an hour before we have to go see the kids, love."
"An hour?" Heero felt warm and happy as he slid a hand down Duo's side to the roundness of his hip under his uniform pants. "If we spend five minutes eating dinner, that leaves fifty minutes for... other things."
"Could do a lot in fifty minutes," Duo agreed with a sexy chuckle.
"Yes, " Heero replied as his hand squeezed Duo's hip suggestively. "Let's find out how much."
The End