Good premise for the story with Duo's radio show being the link to Heero. It fits his character and works well with the idea of his tendency to be very closed and one sided in his relationships with other people. I really want to see how those two work things out and i'm just dying to know what Quatre does for revenge! (^_^)

Well, again, another pointless review from me, because really, by the time I'd gotten to the end, my brain had had the last bits of usefulness happily squished out of it. So nyah. It's your fault.

So let's not call this a review. It's more of a calling card, really, since I read your Demon Diary fic and promptly went in search of more Certified Squees.

Congrats, btw. You've just cemented my resolve to finish my Eclipse fanart expediently and get cracking on Gojyo AND the random 1x2 that flitted through my brain. I promise to give you first dibs on those as well, since they're essentially your fault, especially Gojyo.

Ah, getting off-topic.

::Eden Squees Loudly for the Gundam Wing Loveliness::

There. A useless review, but my sincerest compliments.

~Eden

The three of them are going to set that poor colony on edge.
*laughs*
It should be most amusing.

Examples in this chapter where you are effing channelling ME [and thus which I can read over and over and over, like licking a really good lollipop]:
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"He rose up on his knees over me like a reckless god and when he bent to lick my neck the lust washed through me and unconsciously I reached to crush that magnificent hair in my hands."
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"In my sated afterglow, I could appreciate how different we were; whereas I fought my need until it controlled me, Duo acquiesced and melted into his passion."
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"And then...he looked up at me. Something deep and powerful moved in his eyes until he blinked. Whatever I had glimpsed withdrew back into his soul."
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"And suddenly, I was. Inane as it sounds with him looking at me like that, I was unexpectedly afraid."
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""You are going to be a very interesting person to live with." In a breath he was locked against me, holding me tightly.
"God, I love you," he breathed."
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"I was reminded again of that glorious freefall, only this time there was nothing waiting for me at the end because there was no end."
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::sighing deeply:: I still can't fully believe that you did this before you knew about the voice, though you did know about the insecurity ("inane as it sounds..."). It's all so PERFECT. That's all there is to it.
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All of you out there--::points with a sweeping hand to those who reviewed and those who didn't alike::--may have liked, loved, this story. I am certain, however, that it was a PERFECT fit only for me. And for that, I want all of you to realize that this was written for me, and that then those two facts combine to make this one fact: Our dear Sorcha is talented thus that she can write not only good fics, but fics that are expressly and perfectly suited to thier purposes.
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She is that good.
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All of you, remember that. Whatever few qualms you may have with it, this story is perfect in my eyes, and she knew it before she even knew that I fetish over Duo's voice. ::huggles Sorcha::
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"...person to live with," emphasis on TO LIVE WITH, that is, that they will live together, and they will BE together, and...::sweeps them both up in her arms:: God I love this pair. GOD, I love this pair.
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Sorcha, I'll finish my best Friday the Thirteenth in all my memory by adoring this fic of yours. Of yours-for-me, which I still can't completely wrap my head around.
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Thank you so so much. I adore you!
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~Thirteenth Nightengale

::sigh:: This is what, my sixth? time reading this over. And I remember what my first reaction was: "huh?" as soon as the handcuffs hit the table. I was as apprehensive as Heero is...but we know it plays out well!!
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I think my favorite part of this chapter is the password bit, simply because it's SO *perfectly* the kind of point-and-counterpoint relationship I love seeing them in. Gently snarking at each other like that is the only way I can see them teasing each other, as endearments and pet names aren't quite their style. Heero's smug, power-filled face is visible, truly, and it draws me as well. Because this chapter is through Duo's eyes we miss out on some of the description of the man that I love so much, but being inside his head as he wakes up, and when he showers, more than makes up for it.
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Onwards!!
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And, btw. ::glomps you enthusiastically:: Thank you, Sorcha. I love you.
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~Thirteenth Nightengale

I loved this story! You portrayed Duo how I see him, not ubnoxious and silly as so many do. Thank you for this sweet story, it left me with a very warm feeling. Blessings, Solitaire

umm yah right I like this please update...

Interesting story. Dj seems like a perfect job for Duo - getting paid for talking. ^_~ You're updating quickly, keep it up!

"...fingers combing through the molten darkness of hair spilling over his body..."
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::MELTS::
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::could type babble in here but actually thinking about what letters would accurately represent her sounds is wasted effort, and she's quickly overcoming the desire to sit and lethargically envision that picture in favor of moving on with the review and more juicy bits::
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The blood being drawn from Duo's shoulder brings to mind an almost vampiric image for me, plus brings focus to the neck...pretty slim neck...
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Pretty slim Duo, let's leave it at that.
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::ashamed at her rampant fangirling but not enough to stop::
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The fact that by speaking to tell Heero to stop, Duo increases the problem, is...intriguing. I know, one of those vague useless overused undervalued words. Take it at its true value and know that's the best word I could come up with. I love that concept, the vicious (heh, pun!) cycle...
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"I felt the ghost of a memory; wind rushing past me in glorious free-fall with the illusion of freedom it brought, unconcerned by what lay below. Ironic that Duo had been there for that, too."
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The Fall. M...
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One of the few moments I've seen over and over and over. And over. M.
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"satisfaction radiating from the rumpled bed" says so much in six words. I love it, and it's a really grand way to close the chapter. As is mention of the couch...is the couch red? Is it anything like our couch?
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~Thirteenth Nightengale

"Duo's voice was distracting. Apparently just seeing him wasn't the answer to the problem. In fact, Duo's smooth tone coupled with his appearance, black working clothes with his face flushed and eyes sparkling with joy, was making it exponentially worse. I was having trouble breathing."
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Heero, I sympathize, my dear. I know exactly what you mean...
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Well, not *exactly,* because I'm not going to even have a chance to bed him and you have that chance. Will you use it?
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Well, of course!
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But that's not the point. Duo's still my man. Even though he's Heero's. Somehow that works.
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::nods at Sorcha, who understands her::
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"I know you have a hell of a singing voice, when there's no one around to hear it."
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::purring:: Heero, singing... ::swoons::
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[AN: okay, so Nightengale has a voice fetish, period.]
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If sunshine were a color, ne? I agree on one level, and on another I totally disagree. Sunshine is too guileless, too face-value, to be associated with Duo. Duo's got layers, and I *almost* said like an onion, but this is not Shrek. Bad birdie. ::thwips self on beak::
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His smile isn't water either, because that's too easy to see through. And then sometimes it's not, but that's only when it's unhappy, like a rough ocean. And Duo can be transparent when he's angry, and unreadable when he's happy, so that doesn't work. His eyes are definitely deep like water, but they're too blue for it. Perhaps they're like the really deep deep ocean water, the bit right before it gets too dark to see, the deepest part that you can go without a diving suit. That awful, dangerous, magnetic deep blue. ::is now pointlessly musing::
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Duo's just Duo.
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You know the one part of him that has been sadly underrepresented in this fic is his braid. Yum. But I know you, and I know it will show eventually...^.^
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"Oh, yeah. I think I know what you need."
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In the meantime, I love Duo, I love your fic, and oh, by the way, love you too Sorcha!!
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~Thirteenth Nightengale

Several kernels of phrase stuck out at me as I read this through, and I'll list them here though only you and I will probably fully 'get it':
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"You ever have one of those moments where everything just falls into place?"
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"I hoped fate was having her little laugh at me because I didn't think karma worked that fast."
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"When I needed to run and hide, like tonight." Never tell a lie...
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"I want to see you tonight in my sweet dreams."
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And two particularly beautiful lines which I love:
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"In the space of a breath and a heartbeat, the laughter melted into a painful sadness."
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"The leaves crunched under my feet like dried memories suspended in the timeless beauty of death."
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The italics for the lyrics didn't come through, and if you can't fix that, do something to separate it. The first lyric, the one that is stuck inside a paragraph, jumps at you a little before the reader realizes it's a lyric.
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I recognize the nighttime stalking motif from one of our joint guilty pleasures which shall remain unnamed here...I adore that image, Duo bent quietly over Heero's bed, simply watching him sleep. ::quiet smile::
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For rating's sake, I know you glossed over the climax. I wish that weren't necessary, but...::shrug::
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I know what happens next, but I still find that sense of immediacy in that I want to turn the page, I want to see it happen, and I want to notice all the little phrasings that make me cheer.
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So I will. ^.^
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~Thirteenth Nightengale

Hiya! My review was somewhat inevitable, but hopefully it won't disappoint.
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I like the use of text section breaks and POV ID's. Not clumsy, and the degree to which that breaks the flow of the fic is in fact less than the effort to figure it out on my own did. So good!
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I noticed the conversation with Quatre sounds a lot smoother than it did, though I can't pin down exactly why or how.
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Comparison critiquing aside, now I can move on to the fangirling section of the review. Place your earplugs.
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::keening squee, moving from a low moan up the registers into tones normally reserved for calling dogs::
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Duo...::shudder::
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::prolonged shudder::
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[AN to all who don't know, Nightengale has a severe Duo-voice fetish]
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The simple fact that you did not know about the fetish before you wrote this floors me, because it's so very perfect. Favorite line in this chapter would be
"The flush on my skin was deepening along with my breathing as I let his voice wash over me like a velvet caress until the end of the show. Once again, sleep would be a long time coming."
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::shiver:: Gods above.
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::shakes self:: Okay, focus. Need a *new* line to squee about.
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I'm sure I'll find one next chapter. Perhaps I'll wait, take this second dose in more spaced-out increments. Savor it, some. Because I know right now I will have delightful dreams tonight...
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Duo...
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~Thirteenth Nightengale
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[AN to all who are used to seeing her be a lot more articulate: Bite me, this is my man's orgasmic voice we're talking about here. And Sorcha doesn't mind me drooling all over her review, does she? Naw, thought not.]

Great so far and easy to read. Looking forward to the next chapter.

... i love it. This is great. I cannot WAIT until the next chapter! *glomps* ^_^